This is not a good place to talk. Stepping Xianjun with Chu Wanning, all the way to the wind and rain, returned to Wushan Temple in an instant. On the corners of the eaves, Xue Meng and the others are no longer there. They want to come too. A smart character like Mei Hanxue knows what it means to retire temporarily.
Lifting their feet and kicking the door, they were wrapped in the wet wind and rain and entered the warm and dry hall.
The light that was left in order to wait for Chu Wanning has been turned off.
Ta Xianjun doesn't care, since the moths don't fight the fire, he can reluctantly be a hunting spider, eight claws, and bring the prey to his lair.
He suddenly pushed Chu nightning to the bed, staring at the man who said nothing, his face was pale, and his eyes were cold.
He felt that he had a lot to say, but he moved his lips, but in the end he spit out a faint, faint sentence:
"What's the matter, does this seat have to be like him before you are willing to look up at this seat again?"
He picked up Chu nightning's face and forced the dark eyes to look at himself. Under the tentacles, the face was wet and cold.
"Chu nightning, you'd better figure out one thing." He almost gritted his teeth, "There is no Master Mo in this world. Even if you are reluctant, he will not come back."
Chu nightning seems to be stabbed by acupuncture, and the numb look has a faint trembling. Such a reaction undoubtedly made Ta Xianjun more and more jealous, and he suddenly became angry and deceived the other party's cold lips.
From kissing to undressing, he is familiar with it. It is true that the man in front of him is a tough guy, but after so many years of gnawing, he naturally knows how to eat it and eat it.
The way of resisting is exactly the same as in the previous life. Stepping Xianjun almost easily resolved his offensive, and then took the medicinal pill that had been prepared by the bedside and sent it to his lips without any explanation.
"Anyway, it's a reunion after a long absence. I don't want to see you look reluctant. Come and eat."
Seeing Chu nightning frowning and struggling, his eyes were cold, and the strength in his hands was almost cruel and violent, making Chu nightning's lips bloody, so he reluctantly stuffed the medicine into the mouth, and then immediately leaned over, He sucked on those two thin lips.
His rough tongue stuck in, against the medicine that softened the bones and softened the intestines, and pushed it wet and strong into Chu Wanning's throat.
"Well… "
The thick rust odor melted on the lips and teeth, and the soft and moist tongue pushed the pill to the throat. Chu nightning couldn't break free, and finally swallowed it whole.
The ink burned and let him go, and he suddenly bowed and coughed violently, retching with nausea.
"The throat is so shallow?"
"… "
"Why didn't you think you were going to spit it out when you were biting for him?"
Chu nightning suddenly changed color, turned back and opened his eyes wide, like a ghost in the daytime, staring at the pale, sneering face of Teng Xianjun.
"Why, do you think no one will know about you and him?" Ta Xianjun said, with a mixture of pride and resentment, "Actually, what you did. This seat knows better than anyone else."
He said, took off his robes soaked in the heavy rain, and got into bed. The soft animal skin felt immediately fell, and his broad and well-proportioned shoulders were slightly arched, his arms supported, and he looked down at the man lying below him.
The wet forehead drooped down, and the rain dripped on the cheeks of Chu Wanning, and it was reflected in the eyes of Step Xianjun.
Stepping Xianjun's eyes darkened, he leaned over, stretched out his tongue, and licked off the crystal water droplets.
He felt that Chu nightning's body suddenly tightened, so he chuckled: "Why are you still so sensitive."
"..." If it was said that in the past, Chu nightning would still be angry and let people go away, then at the moment he is more sad than his heart, just biting his lower lip, not saying a word or insulting.
It's just that the fingertips and the bones of the whole body can't help but tremble slightly. He hated it so much.
Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Ta Xianjun began to take it easy, looking at the face of the person below him that was gradually blushing because of the stunned and medicinal properties, and said slowly: "Speaking of which, he has never entered behind you, right?"
Dragging his hands downstream, he whispered in his ear:
"Tell me, is your place still as tight as before?"
He had the handsome face of Zhang Yingjun, but he said such sleazy words. His voice became more and more bewitching, his fingertips stroking more and more wanton, and the medicinal properties became more and more vivid under his caress. Ta Xianjun looked at the face that was thinking about it, his Adam's apple rolled and his voice was blazing.
"If you don't answer, I'll go in and try it myself... Let me see if you miss me inside... "
That medicine is a good medicine, and it takes effect very quickly. Chu nightning is already numb at the moment, and he can't exert any strength all over his body. He can only let Step Xianjun come in and put his legs on his shoulders.
He closed his eyes suddenly, his eyelashes fluttering.
Unlike the previous ink burns, Stepping Xianjun has never been too lazy to do foreplay, and there is little tenderness. Chu nightning can clearly hear him taking off his robe, and then the scorching heat has resisted him, ready to go, eager to invade.
At this time, someone knocked on the door: "Your Majesty, Senior Holy Hand, please—"
"Get out!"
The sound of the shattering porcelain cup sounded along with the violent shouting. Before the attendant who didn't know his priorities entered the door, he picked up the tea cup next to him and smashed it.
The door to the hall was immediately closed, and no one dared to come in to disturb him again.
Stepping on Xianjun's rough thumb rubbed the lips of Chu Wanning: "Look, there are only you and me left here. There can only be you and me."
It was stormy outside, thunder and lightning flashed.
The emperor's couch, which had been cold for so many years in Wushan Hall, finally welcomed the returnee. Stepping Xianjun watched Chu Wanning's reaction under him attentively. Looking at the man's blushing skin after the medicinal relaxation, he felt that the fire that had been extinguished in his heart for many years was finally resurrected this night.
His Concubine Chu, his Wanning, the world where he revived.
At this moment, they all returned to his arms in this warm tent.
"No one will disturb us again. Master... The Chu Concubine of this seat." The emperor stepped down, and he came to Chu nightning's ears and whispered, "It is said that Xiaobie wins. Newly married. You have been separated from this seat for so long, and you see, this seat is not an irresponsible husband."
As he spoke, his hand slid down and grasped the palm of Chu nightning's palm.
He took Chu nightning's curled and trembling fingers, with involuntary strength, opened them one by one, first caught them, and kissed them closely on the lips. Then he took the hand of Chu nightning all the way down - forcing Chu nightning to hold the thick genitals that he was already too hard, and the meridians were angry.
"Well..." Step Xianjun almost deliberately made a low and hoarse sigh. It seemed that he had made up his mind to make Chu nightning feel the humiliation of serving men, and let Chu nightning figure out what was on him at the moment. The person is the Immortal Stepping Monarch who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, not the Mo Zongshi who is afraid of his head and tail and dares not do anything.
Master Black...
Thinking of how I have been favored by Chu Wanning in this world, my jealousy burned my head again, and my eyes were red.
Treading Xianjun firmly held the hand of Chu nightning, let him hold his penis, and pressed the palm twice, and whispered in the ear of Chu nightning with enthusiasm: "Have you felt it? ?"
"… "
"This seat owes you the favor for so many years, do you think so much?" The Adam's apple rolled with desire, and the low and hoarse voice was almost pressed into the blood of Chu Wanning, "It doesn't matter. Tonight is still very long... You want to You can do it for as long as you want. This seat must feed you. The shamelessness of being alone in bed is the limit. It is obvious that you are thirsty to death, thirsty, thirsty, and thirsty. The bones and blood are eaten into the stomach, but they are smashed. It must be said that Chu nightning wants it, but it is accompanied by a selfless dedication to satisfy the desire of the other party.
It's really only the emperor who steps on the immortal emperor, and only the emperor who steps on the immortal emperor can lift up the emotions that he belongs to a living person when Chu nightning is so heartbroken.
Chu night Ning suddenly opened the wet red phoenix eyes, and stared at him with anger and drowsiness. Stepping Xianjun sighed contentedly: "You haven't looked at this seat that much for a long time.
"When you see eyes like this, you know it's you, that's right."
When the voice fell, he lowered his head suddenly, and stopped the soft earlobe of Chu Wanning. The ear was originally one of the most sensitive parts of Chu nightning. At this time, after taking the love medicine, it was impossible to control it. The numbness like thunder and electric shock ran from the tail vertebra, and Chu nightning trembled violently! But what he got in return for his reaction was the more wanton licking and sucking from Ta Xianjun, the earlobe was sucked into the mouth and swallowed, and the thick cupboard's tongue imitated the rhythm of genital thrusting into the auricle, licking wet and hot. on.
In the strong stimulation, Chu nightning heard the murmur of the Xianjun in a low voice: "There should have been an ear stud here..."
That voice was like a tyrant suppressing endless anger, and like an abandoned dog burying endless melancholy.
Stepping Xianjun kissed repeatedly in the place where he stabbed an ear hole of Chu nightning in his previous life, eager to prove that this person had returned to himself, and his movements suddenly became a little hurried and rude. He held the hand of Chu nightning, forcing Chu nightning to put his genitals back to the mouth of the drowning passage: "Hold it yourself and put this seat in."
Chu nightning gritted his teeth and wanted to break free of his hand, but the strength of stepping on Xianjun was amazing, not to mention that he used ten percent of his strength, and the meridians on his strong arms protruded.
Stepping Xianjun insisted: "Put it in yourself."
Saying that, he pressed the soft hole almost blasphemously.
The moist and round glans were sticky and pleated on the top, but just rubbing the unplugged top in this way, the two people's breathing became a little short. Ta Xianjun wished he could be arrested immediately, and let the man he looked forward to in the night wrap him tightly and suck him.
As for Chu nightning, Chu nightning's lips have been bitten by himself, his eyes are wide open, he takes a breath, but he does not say anything or obey. He looked at the man in front of him almost sadly, and after a while, his throat choked: "The ink burns..."
Ink burning, you are not like this.
…
You're not like this, it's Master... Past life and present life... Neither...
You are not protected.
For two lifetimes, watching you go crazy and watching you die.
It's my fault, I've been through life all my life, and I've failed miserably, and I can't get over you.
"Why are you..." Ta Xianjun was startled, "Why are you crying?"
Is he crying
He couldn't feel it, the fire in his body was too hot, and Step Xianjun seemed to have made up his mind to turn his bones into mud, and the love medicine he had previously fed him was very strong. It wasn't until Step Xianjun spoke that he realized that there was really something hot and humid at the end of his eyes that slipped down and flowed into his temples.
Ta Xianjun's expression became very strange for a while, like anger, like jealousy, like daze, and like...
Chu night Ning closed his eyes.
He thought that he was probably crazy to see a trace of heartache in those black and purple eyes.
Just an illusion.
But in this silence, Ta Xianjun suddenly picked him up, as if he was afraid that he would disappear as flour, and hugged him tightly in his arms. Stepping Xianjun didn't speak anymore, and he didn't force him to do anything. He let Chu nightning sit on his crotch. After a while, he broke the handsome face and kissed it deeply.
"Late Ning... Night Ning..."
The kiss was wet and irritable, painful and crazy. The big hand of stepping on Xianjun stroked Chu Wanning's waist, and then suddenly rubbed violently from the depths of the pillow, rubbing to a bottle of ointment that had already been prepared, and even had been prepared for too long. body.
As soon as Chu nightning saw the plaster, his mind was numb.
Eternal love poison ointment.
The kind of ointment that I used on him once before stepping on Xianjun. Even if the heart is chaotic and sad, Chu nightning still feels a deep fear - he has seen the efficacy of this ointment, and now he has been fed an oral love medicine, but he can step on the fairy. Jun this lunatic, he, he still...
Chu nightning is almost struggling to push him away, but there is no strength in his body.
"No... black burning... you don't want to... "
"Shh." Step Xianjun's eyes were dark and uncertain, "This seat is different from him. After you use this, you will know that only this seat can serve you well. His hypocritical hypocrite, and What will it be?"
After speaking, the fingertips were dipped in the paste, and they could not help but insert them into the back hole of Chu Wanning. Chu nightning let out a groan, and the line of the back was tight, but the more he was like this, the more the paste was stabbed into his body, stimulating the stirring.
"The lips are all bitten, and I teach people to look at it, thinking that this seat is bullying you again." While playing with him, Ta Xianjun stared at him with his dark eyes, "What do you think people in the world will do when they see it? Think? Do you want everyone to know who you are, know the dignified Beidou Immortal Venerable, look arrogant and arrogant... But you are serving the king with color, and you have been fucked by this seat countless times on the bed."
"..." Chu nightning's breath was hot, and his waist was tight, but he still couldn't help trembling finely.
"Concubine Chu, I have been thinking about it all these years. If you were a woman, wouldn't our ending be much better than now? You have been your favorite for so many years... I don't know how many babies you will have for this seat. Child." Stepping Xianjun's fingers made a sticky squeaking sound in the corridor, and the other hand stroked the waist that Chu nightning couldn't support softly, and moved from the waist to his firm abdomen, cuddling. stroking.
"In this case, it's good for you, or for this seat." While touching him, Ta Xianjun whispered in a sexy hoarse voice, "For the sake of our blood and bones, will we leave some points for each other? Thin noodles. It won't end up like it is today."
The eyes slid inch by inch, from the forehead of Chu Ning's sweaty forehead, to the frowning eyebrows, to the straight bridge of the nose, to the thin lips that were stubborn and silent.
Step Xianjun's eyes became cold: "It's a pity. This is just a dream."
He pulled out his fingers and brought out a thick paste. With love medicine and aromatic ointment, how long can a sage and sage last? He knows the limit of Chu nightning.
He trampled.
The hot and humid water flowed down the slightly open corridor, and Step Xianjun didn't have more thoughts of profanity, and no one could know his mood at the moment. In fact, at this moment, the emperor, who has eaten all over the world, is actually a bit like a hairy boy who has tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time. He can't wait to swallow the person in front of him and completely occupy it. Disappeared like nothing.
He was afraid.
He was very afraid of Chu nightning's departure.
So he didn't have any more leisure time. He held his hard and swollen penis against the already wet entrance of the tunnel, and the huge penis slowly topped and folded, and then slammed into it.
"Ah...!" Chu nightning suddenly tightened his body and hummed in a low voice. The hot and hard genitals came in, and his waist suddenly softened. He was breathing heavily under Ta Xianjun, cold sweat soaking his bare back.
Stepping Xianjun closed his eyes coolly, and the thrill of being completely submerged came up like a tide. At that moment, he suddenly felt as if he had never experienced life, death and loneliness.
All those years of loneliness seemed to be wiped out at this moment.
He once again had his master, his Concubine Chu, and his Wanning. He's fucking him, fucking him, inserting him, usurping him, bullying him, petting him.
He felt that his burning genitals were tightly sucked and wrapped by Chu Wanning's intestinal wall, and Chu Wanning's body also loved him and longed for him.
"Master, you are still so tight inside."
Chu nightning closed his eyes tightly, but his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. His lust was burned up, and his skin was as red as drunk. He felt shameful and sad, but these emotions were washed away by drugs, and the stimulation and comfort of being invaded by ink burned all over his limbs like ink stains on paper.
Ta Xianjun raised his neck, bit his earrings, and hugged him even tighter. The man's penis in the body is too big, and Chu nightning frowned because of the deeper penetration, his face was painful, and he gasped lowly.
"It hurts?" Ta Xianjun had a panoramic view of his reaction, and then said hoarsely, "Just bear with it and fuck it. Master, I will remind you how much you were with me. Cool."
Perhaps because of the medicinal properties, the mind became more and more unclear. Or maybe it's just because Ta Xianjun didn't say "this seat" when he lost his feelings, but just like when nothing happened, he used a simple "I".
Chu nightning's eyes swayed a little, and the eyes that were sharp and cold for nearly half a lifetime were soft at this moment.
This look irritated the emperor, who was already thirsty, and the emperor held him, sat on the big bed covered with animal skin pillows and mattresses, and began to push his waist and crotch one by one, and slapped him deeply and violently. plugged in.
Chu nightning still bit his lip and refused to let go at first, but with the more and more intense thrusting of Step Xianjun, listening to Step Xianjun's unrepressed breathing, he gradually lost control, and some broken and low breathing sounded from Leaks between the lips and teeth. The voice was very hoarse and light, but Stepping Xianjun seemed to have heard the most confounding and lewd screams, and he was more and more excited to insert into the depths of Chu nightning's body.
"Call out."
"… "
"What are you holding back? It's not like I haven't called in my last life. I want this seat to fuck you, I want this seat to put you on... My legs are wrapped around my waist, I want to shoot inside you, don't pull it out... "
Chu nightning blushed a few drops of blood, but stepping on Xianjun chattered and turned over the scandalous old accounts in his ears, as if he was showing off his treasures, while talking, he tried to fuck up. on.
The action of stepping on Xianjun is almost paranoid and almost plundering. He inserted it in and out for a while, and suddenly lay back on the bed, and then pulled Chu Wanning down. He let Chu nightning lie on him against his chest, and then slammed his wet lips on Chu nightning's lips, kissed fiercely, and slammed into it at an oblique angle.
"what… "
This angle suddenly resisted the numbness in Chu nightning's body. Treading Xianjun could feel that the person in his arms suddenly softened, and there was also a more moist and viscous body fluid in the corridor. Treading Xianjun laughed in a low voice. , as if he was protesting: "Are you happy? Is it still your husband's best?"
I don't expect Chu nightning to answer, and I know that Chu nightning can never answer.
The emperor was almost complacent, and said softly: "I know you like being fucked here, and every time you fuck you like this, you'll get wet like something. It's really outrageous."
Having said that, the genitals are firmly against the place that makes Chu nightning tremble the most. He is buried deep in Chu nightning's body, and he is reluctant to take it out because of the tenderness, so he simply blocks it like this, slightly. But he hurriedly inserted it into it with a puff of water. That is the most sensitive place of Chu nightning. He was stimulated by drugs and stimulated by such a crazy and fast. He only felt that the huge glans were constantly manipulating the place that made him numb all over. Chu nightning Lost for a while, the phoenix eyes turned crimson, and he couldn't help but gasped in a low voice: "Ah... ah..."
Stepping on Xianjun seems to have received great recognition, and his big hands tightly grasped Chu's tight waist and abdomen, his buttocks arched fiercely and fiercely, and he inserted it quickly and violently, and it was solid and dense: " Scream louder, Master..."
Chu nightning was reluctant, but he bit his lips even tighter, but stepping on Xianjun slammed against the sore place, almost like an electric shock, and the ointment in it was so wet that Chu nightning was fundamentally affected. He couldn't stop, he seemed to be on the verge of death, and suddenly let go of his lips and cried out in desperation, "Ah, ah, ah..."
"How's it going? Does the disciple feel good about you? You are so tight inside, Master... Why are you sucking your apprentice like this?"
Chu nightning was more stimulated at this time than in the previous life. He couldn't hear what Step Xianjun was saying. He opened his wet red eyes, weakly lying on the strong chest of Step Xianjun, and was pressed so strongly. , and manipulated violently.
The paste was inserted into white foam, mixed with the sticky and slippery liquid in the big beach, and was squeezed out from the place where the two were closely intertwined.
Those black and purple eyes were filled with lust, full of boundless spring, and Ta Xianjun stared at his master's face, which was soaked with pain and comfort, his eyes were almost obsessed, and he even squeezed his pockets into it. most of the time.
He grabbed Chu nightning's hand and took him to touch his abdomen, while pressing it up in a hurry, while panting: "It's all fucked to you, and it's going to be pushed out. Master, you feel it. ?"
The round and thick penis can reach the depths of Chu nightning's abdomen every time it is fucked, and the wet and angry stem is pounding the wet corridor. Chu nightning almost collapsed, and choked in the fierce, red-faced slaps: "Ah... ah... ink, ink burning..."
Ink burns…
Ink burns.
How many years have flown by in front of him, and the picture of the man from being young to being mature flashed one by one. Chu nightning's mind has been shattered and fragmented, and he even gave birth to an illusion of this extinct desire and affection. He didn't know which life was real and which life was gone. Under the collision of extreme pain and extreme joy, everything was broken. His world shattered into pieces, falling down like snowflakes, and every piece was a reflection of the burning ink - laughing, crying, kind, crazy. He saw the figures of Step Xianjun and Mo Zongshi blending together. At the end of the vast snow, he held an oil-paper umbrella and looked at him quietly. Those purple-black eyes were both good and evil, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and finally the emperor and the master were gone. At the end of this snowstorm, standing was the thin figure of the young man who burned the ink when he first saw it.
The young man raised his head from under the paper umbrella and smiled sadly: "Xianjun, I'm leaving... You can take care of me... Okay..."
Last time.
Just take care of me.
No matter which I am, after this battle, it may be forever.
Just ignore me, at the beginning of this life, I have been begging you for a long time, but you ignored me. At the end, I only have a broken body left to entangle with you, can you not dislike my madness and ignorance.
Just take care of me. OK.
"Ink burning..." It was almost stunned, Chu nightning had a strong heart palpitations, and when he had some consciousness, he had already hugged the body of Step Xianjun, and his throat was choked, "Ink burning..."
Stepping Xianjun stunned, he couldn't help but be stunned, because even in the most lingering and gentle love in the previous life, Chu nightning did not take the initiative to hug him.
He was stunned for a while, suddenly scolded in a low voice, and suddenly pressed Chu nightning under him, raised Chu nightning's long legs and embedded it, and inserted it violently in a top-down posture.
Chu nightning frowned, and what was shaking in his eyes was the tent of the Wushan Temple, and it seemed to be the broken shadow in the impermanence town inn. the same for a hundred years.
He raised his neck, as if he was greedy for joy, and gasped in a hoarse and low voice: "Ah..." The voice was very emotional, although it was silent, it seemed to boil the blood of Ta Xianjun's whole body. He fucked him hard, and only he was reflected in his eyes.
"Late Ning... Night Ning..."
Hot sweat dripped down, as if to glue two naked bodies together, they were entangled like glue on the big bed that had been turned upside down countless times in the previous life.
How many times did Xianjun change his posture, and it seemed that he wanted to make up for the vacancies in these years. For a while, let Chu Wanning lie on the bed and fuck him from the back, and then let Chu Wanning ride on the bed. He pushed him up in his crotch, and even took Chu Wanning out of bed for a while, and stuck it against the wall fiercely. That is his Concubine Chu, he can do whatever he wants, and he can go up as he wants. He wants to caress him, pity him, torture him, and possess him.
He wants to make Chu night Ning all his life, no one can take it away, no one can take it even if it is himself.
In the end, he pushed Chu Wanning on the big bed, and put a cushion under Chu Wanning's sore waist. He had such an instinct, knowing that it was impossible, but he was still with the most primitive males. Just as eager to get his partner pregnant, he raised Chu's late night's waist and hugged Chu's late night, while kissing his lips hot and fierce, while his buttocks slammed violently.
"Baby, you're so cool inside, um..." The man gasped sharply, the pleasure gradually increased, the speed of thrusting and thrusting became faster and faster, and the gasping sound became more and more muffled.
He raised Chu nightning's waist higher, and Chu nightning was about to die. The hand with fine cocoons grabbed the sheet, and the white wrist was almost convulsing.
"Ah... ah... slow, slow..."
Stepping Xianjun was too fast and too violent, and the penis slipped out when he entered and exited greatly. But soon the man took hold of his slippery and rough genitals again, and his round and angry penis slapped twice on his raised buttocks, and then stabbed in impatiently and harder and harder than before.
"what!"
"It's going to be soon." Stepping Xianjun held the waist of Chu Wanning's sudden softness, and twitched quickly in it. He bowed his head and kissed Chu's sweaty forehead, the Adam's apple rolled, and panted, "Baby , Raise the waist and let me shoot inside... ah..." When he was stimulated by Chu nightning, the intestinal wall suddenly contracted and raised his brows. The person under him was ruthlessly fucked, and Chu nightning's legs were hanging on his waist, and his toes were shaking.
"I'm going to shoot, and it's all in you... Wanning..." Stepping Xianjun looked down at Chu Wanning's face, he stared at the flushed face, his eyes were almost obsessed and crazy.
With the last dozens of slams and slams of the semen, stepping on Xianjun slammed into the numbness of Chu Wanning, and then he groaned, the powerful semen spurted out, pouring out one after another. The most sensitive part of his body.
The two hugged tightly and shouted out almost at the same time: "Ah..."
They came out together, but Chu nightning was not as perverted and tossed as stepping on Xianjun. He was humiliated twice as early as the two went to bed. This time he couldn't spray anything, just Stepping Xianjun's semen shot too much and too thick. He raised Chu nightning's long legs and let Chu nightning accept all his love fluids, which made Chu nightning's hoarse and low voice a little changed.
After a long time, Treading Xianjun put down Chu nightning's legs and leaned down heavily on Chu nightning.
He felt that Chu nightning wanted to move, wanted to pull the pillow behind him, suddenly raised his hand, held Chu nightning's wrist, and stopped him. He stared down at Chu Wanning's erotic face after the climax, and a strange light flashed in the black and purple pupils.
His invincible mortal enemy.
His master who cannot be desecrated.
A clean fairy in the eyes of the world.
The man he could never ask for...
Finally, he was fucked until his legs were wide open, and he was infused with semen. The tight thighs could not be closed, and he was forced to hold them. The taste of conquering the strong is simply ecstasy. Stepping Xianjun only felt that the desire he had just vented was hardened again, and he began to move again.
Chu nightning is his addiction. As long as he is looked at by those stubborn, moist eyes that are still holding water, his heart will ignite wildfire, all the way to the lower abdomen...
So he grabbed Chu nightning's hand, kissed the back of the hand, and whispered.
"Don't move. Just a little longer."
"… "
The genital he had ejaculated didn't pull out, but pushed it inside again. He could feel it was wet and hot inside, and the viscous turbid fluid was squeezing in the depths where the two were close together. Stepping on Xianjun's throat rolling comfortably, he lived on the lips of Chu nightning, while kissing involuntarily, while whispering: "Have you felt it? It's all blocked inside, don't let it leak out. This seat will be for a while... and then continue. do."
Treading Xianjun has no false words.
This night, he entangled Chu Wanning repeatedly for several times, until the last half of the animal skin cushion on the big bed slid down, in addition to the fishiness of the beast fur itself, there were also two people splashing. Semen, the whole bed is full of lust... Until the middle of the night, stepping on Xianjun came to Chu Wanning's body and shot for the last time, only to touch Chu Wanning's already wet waist and abdomen, kissing Chu Wanning has long lost his mind face.
His master, his concubine Chu, who used to be immortal and unsullied, but now he has lost his mind, naked and obsessed with love. Chu nightning's skin seems to have been soaked in the best pear blossom white, with a lustful crimson. A pair of phoenix eyes were wide open, breathing quickly, a moist red tide spread from the eye socket to the end of the tail, the soft lips were slightly open, and they trembled slightly unconsciously.
Ta Xianjun stared at the moist and trembling lips, and couldn't help but think of this lip that was not willing to show weakness in front of him, but he had willingly sucked Master Mo's penis...
He burst into flames, and Rao has done it so many times, but he is still unwilling to push it twice into the body that Chu nightning can't help shrinking.
Chu nightning has been climaxed too many times at this time, almost unconscious, so he instinctively hoarse voice frowning and panting: "Ah..."
"What's it called, it's so tightly twisted below." Step Xianjun smiled in a low voice, "I think this seat is better, right?"
Naturally he can't get an answer, but it doesn't matter if he can't get an answer, at least Chu nightning's body is honest. At least Chu nightning has been dried to the point of being soft, fucked to the point of trembling, and fucked to the point of being wet, at least Chu nightning has been completely fucked by him. This powerful body became so sensitive under him, and the afterglow of the climax made this sensitivity a tanning whip to insult Chu nightning. As long as he moved, Chu nightning could not help frowning his sword eyebrows, his body slightly spasms.
Only he can do it.
Treading Xianjun thought like this, raised his hand to touch the other's face, Chu nightning instinctively shrank, but he was still pinched his jaw by a big hand and touched his cheek. The tentacles of Qing Jun's face were soft and hot, moist with tears.
After such a fierce and crazy lingering, Ta Xianjun almost finally confirmed it, and sighed and whispered: "Wanning. You have finally returned to the palace. You will not leave in the future."
The black purple pupil reflected this strong and fragile face, and after a while, stepping over Xianjun leaned over and kissed the sideburns of Chu Wanning, sighing contentedly.
"Go to sleep."
He pulled the messy quilt over the two of them.
"… "
The night gradually fell silent.
Treading Xianjun hugged Chu night and slept peacefully like this, just like in the snowy night of Nanping Mountain, the night when Mo Zongshi was leaving, he also held the people in his arms like this, until the lights and candles were dimmed, and the dawn broke the two of them. all the same.
The tide of lust has receded, and Chu nightning is like a puppet that has been manipulated and broken, with the body fluid and sweat of the wolf and fox on his body, and he can't say anything or do anything. This state lasted for a long time. Slowly, his consciousness began to return to the cage. He began to hear the night rain rushing outside the window, and sensed the breath of Ta Xianjun, hugged...
Chu nightning turned his scattered eyes.
After a while, he turned his head and looked at the face of Ta Xianjun with his eyes closed and resting.
"..." For a moment, Chu night Ning suddenly had a strong fear. He didn't know what the night was, and the people around him were so cold. He was worried that this body would be the same as the young man in the snowy night in Nanping. Gradually The ground lost his anger, and gradually he could not hear his heartbeat, and he was trembling with fear—
Why
Obviously it's just a body, obviously just a living dead, why is it still exactly the same as before, with the same emotions and behavior.
But Step Xianjun will not answer, and perhaps the answer itself, Step Xianjun himself will not know.
The chaotic thoughts and the fiery emotional tide gradually faded, and the eyes gradually became clear. Chu nightning forced himself to calm down, and he was indeed able to do it. In such despair and pain... forcing himself to calm down. Wushan Hall is filled with a strong aura of erotic desire, yes... This is Wushan Hall.
Not Nanping Mountain.
The person holding him is not Master Mo either. It is Treading Xianjun.
It was his lover, apprentice, husband, who had already died. A living dead man was ashamed of his life. Chu Wanning endured the soreness of his throat, and slowly suppressed all his emotions, removed them, and smothered them. At the end of these two lives, the two embraced each other in the depths of this desperate situation, and the airflow in the house gradually calmed down. Everything is back to ease.
The last lingering, so it returns to the night.
I don't know how long it took before the movement in the house gradually subsided.
A messy and slipping quilt was revealed under the replayed curtain, which was illuminated by the blazing flames outside the window. This torrential rain has not stopped, but it is getting bigger and bigger.
Chu nightning opened his eyes in the dark night, and the man beside him was already asleep. Perhaps it was because so many years of companionship had become a habit, or perhaps it was because Ta Xianjun thought it would be safe to feed him Ruanjinsan. All in all, this man slept peacefully without any precautions. Half of his toned and well-proportioned body was still pressed on top of him, heavy and breathless.
Chu nightning turned his head and looked at the man's face.
When the door of life and death in time and space just cracked open, he also had contact with Ta Xianjun, and he still remembered the cold touch and the dead chest.
But at this time, the person who was close to him had a heartbeat.
The spirit core that was dug out was reassembled into a heart-like object in the body of Step Xianjun.
- Don't think too much, the ink is already dead, no matter which world is, it is dead.
Chu nightning told himself in this slow and powerful heartbeat.
Ink burning is dead. It's just a soulless body.
You know what to do.
The heart is as hard as iron, and the light gathers in the palm of the hand, but the light is bright and dark, and finally extinguished.
Chu nightning silently stared at the man who was close at hand.
The light is very dim, and it is even more difficult to distinguish whether it is a past life or this life when Ta Xianjun closes his eyes and droops his eyelashes.
Chu nightning suddenly felt that it was actually like the rainy night when they slept together for the first time in Wuchang Town. That night, in fact, he also woke up, he also leaned over and gently kissed the sleeping face.
Do not. … no no no.
The ink is already dead... Even if there is a heartbeat, it is a corpse, and even if it can speak, it has lost its soul.
died.
But why does he still remember what happened after his reincarnation, why is the emotion in his eyes so full, why...
Chu night Ning Liran, can't think about it anymore.
Gritting his teeth, the rays of light in his hands piled up one after another, and Huaisha summoned them out, forming a golden dagger with a gleaming cold light. Turning over only for a split second, he closed his eyes and stabbed at Ta Xianjun's chest with all his strength! !
With a "chi" sound, there is no sword hilt!
Chu night Ning suddenly opened his eyes, and there was nothing around him. Huaisha's sharp blade pierced through the bed, and Shenwu, who cut iron like mud, did not stab the walking dead emperor in the end.
The rain was so fast that a window on the east side fell into disrepair for a long time. It bounced open in this stormy night, pouring rain poured in, and the wind was blowing.
The pale lightning of the cracking sky rushed into the room, and the bright cold light illuminated a frightening face beside the couch.
"This seat also naively thought that you probably won't do it again."
"..." Chu nightning slowly turned back.
Stepping Xianjun leaned against the bedpost, and there was a shallow scratch on his bare chest, which was the trace of the scratch when he was dodging. He didn't care about it, and only looked at Chu Wanning coldly: "I don't think you still want to kill. I."
He deceived himself, and the speed was astonishingly fast. He caught Chu Wanning's wrist in an instant, only to hear a crisp sound, and he went straight to Chu Wanning's arm to dislocate.
"Is it a surprise, I seem to be more powerful than ever before?" Stepping Xianjun stared at Chu Wanning and the pain was pale, but he still said nothing, faintly, "You haven't seen these tricks before, have you? ."
He paused and seemed to laugh at himself: "Actually, there is nothing to be surprised about. If you are left here alone. You are not familiar with anyone, and you can't take it lightly at any time. The most interesting thing every day is the practice. In this way, after seven or eight years, you will be much more diligent."
Huaisha's brilliance was lost, annihilated into shattered shadows, and reintegrated into Chu Wanning's bones and blood.
Ta Xianjun smiled at him: "Master, once, all my tricks were handed to me by you. But not now."
"… "
"How long has he been reborn, I have been suffering in this world for almost as long, and now I have obtained his spiritual core." He said, his rough thumb with thick cocoons rubbed the middle of Chu nightning's eyebrows, "Ping Shi Zun's ability to kill me is impossible."
After a while, he seemed to remember something, so he said: "Master may not know, what have I done in this dilapidated red dust all these years?"
His tone was intimate, and he never called himself this seat again.
"I'll show you here."
The place he wants to take Chu Wanning to is not far away, it is also in the back mountain of the dead and the dead, the weakest place in the lower repair world enchantment film.
In the previous fight, his clothes were soaked, and Chu nightning's clothes were torn by him and could no longer be worn. However, Step Xianjun was not worried about this. He twitched his fingers and sent an order with a spirit butterfly. After a while, Duke Liu walked into the hall with a stack of clean clothes.
Chu nightning saw the old servant who had not seen for many years through the gap behind the curtain, and he didn't know what it was like.
"Your Majesty, the clothes have arrived."
"You are the only one who knows where to put these old clothes, so you can clean them up very quickly." Stepping Xianjun said lightly, "Leave it. You step back."
Knowing that Chu nightning is in the tent at the moment, the old servant's hand trembled slightly. Although he wanted to look at the old master again, but because it was not in line with the etiquette, he still lowered his head, knocked on the ground, and stumbled. Step out of the temple.
The clothes fit well, and they can't be unfit, because that's the old stuff of Chu Wanning's previous life.
Mo Ran sat next to him with slender legs and silently watched Chu Wanning wearing it behind the tent. His eyes were a little blurry, and no one knew what he was thinking, just like no one knew why Chu Zongshi died. After so many years, the Emperor Stepping Immortal, who hated him so much, still refused to burn those clothes.
It's something that no one can use anymore.
The rain was still heavy, the black clouds rolled in the night sky, and the visions were crowded, but Stepping Xianjun lazily opened a rain-proof barrier, shrouding himself and Chu nightning. Walking through the pavilions and pavilions all the way, there is a dark rainstorm everywhere, and the scenery and the faces of the servants are so blurred.
"Your Majesty, Grandmaster."
"See Your Majesty, Grandmaster."
Walking through the Sansheng Hall, you can already see the ominous red light rising from the back mountain on the Naihe Bridge. Stepping Xianjun walked in front, and at this time, he looked back and glanced at Chu Wanning with a smile: "The top of life and death is established at the intersection of yin and yang, and the enchantment is the weakest. You used to come to make up for it, but have you ever felt it? Other auras besides ghosts?"
Chu nightning did not answer, but his fingers had been squeezed into fists under the sleeves of the robe.
He already somewhat knew what he would see - Shi Mingjing tore the door of life and death in time and space, controlled the Zhenlong chess game, and traversed the two worlds. The final thing to do would certainly not be too simple.
"… "
"Since you have come to this red dust, you must have passed through a lot of villages and towns." Stepping Xianjun slowed down and walked side by side with him, his tone was calm as if he was talking at home, "Do you think those villages are good, town? Anyway, is it all quiet and terrifying?"
The two passed through the narrow sheep intestines leading to the back mountain together, brushing aside the lush vines that fell.
Another corner ahead is the back mountain cliff.
Ta Xianjun suddenly stopped and stood at the corner. It seemed that a raging fire was burning behind the cliff, reflecting the rocks red. He turned half of his face to the side, and the treacherous red light spread to his eyes. He grinned and opened a sweet smile towards Chu Wanning.
"The achievements of this seat over the years are exhibited here. Master, please."