IX Cultivation

In the next second, it was covered and submerged by countless wriggling and densely packed bugs.

"Heh... Sure enough, he is born lascivious, anyone can sleep with him."

117. Can't you just hold a paw? !

When Lord Ao Guilong woke up, he was at a loss for a moment. The tip of his nose was the seductive musk after faint lust. The relaxation of his thoughts made the memory of last night recover very slowly. When Lord Long opened his eyes and saw the white snow naked in front of him When he carried it on his shoulders, Long Jun suddenly opened his eyes wide and woke up all of a sudden!

There was a lot of movement behind him, even if the celestial spirit fell asleep, he should have woken up. The man's body was full of traces of lust. He was lying on his side, his body was heavy, and he was surrounded by the arms of the person behind him. Lord Long's desire all night, when Lord Long moved, the soft flesh in Wan Ling's body was pulled and stirred, causing a series of physical reactions.

This is the first time Wan Ling has such a subtle entanglement, because most of last night can be regarded as him being 'on' the Dragon Lord, but he didn't show it, but when the Dragon Lord silently moved out of his body, he got out of bed and used the fairy After wiping off all the mucus and traces on Wan Ling's body, Wan Ling knelt on the ground, and Wan Ling came back to his senses. He sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Long Jun, who dared not look at him with downcast eyes.

Wan Ling felt refreshed after being cleaned up, except for the redness and swelling on the back acupoints that could not be cured by magic, overall, he was in an inexplicable state of 'after-event smoke', the man looked at Long Jun as if his complexion was getting worse and worse, and he was already cold It's time to drop the icy scum, maybe in the next second, I will commit suicide, apologize or something, when I think of that scene, I have a strange sense of joy, and I don't have the consciousness of the person being fucked at all.

Immortal Wan Ling also finds it very strange, he seems to like to see Lord Long with a straight face hesitant because of his own affairs, he is obviously a cold-faced Dragon Lord who is well-known in the fairy world, but after the real contact Long-winded and shy.

It was probably because Wan Ling hadn't spoken for too long, and Lord Long couldn't bear the current atmosphere, so he let go of his tightly pursed lips, and his voice was unprecedentedly 'calm': "Immortal, if you want to punish Ao Gui , Ao Puppet has no objection, it's... my fault."

"Oh?" Wanling Immortal asked faintly, "Where did you go wrong?"

Long Jun didn't seem to expect to be asked such a question, he paused for a moment, and then continued to lower his head for a long time, and said with dim eyes: "Offending a fairy...the crime deserves death."

"Then do you regret it?" the Wanling Immortal asked.

At this time, Long Jun felt something indescribable, his deep eyes lifted slightly, his thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long while, he replied seriously: "I don't regret it."

"I don't know how to repent and say I was wrong?" Wanling Immortal said slowly, if he didn't look into the man's eyes without any annoyance, his voice was so indifferent that it almost made people despair.

Long Jun just didn't see it. He just heard the man's voice that became more and more indifferent to him, and his heart sank slowly. He had no way to think about whether the love fruit he got at the beginning was a lie. , I don't know what I should do now, it was his fault, he did such an unforgivable thing yesterday while he was in heat.

Originally, as long as he persisted, nothing would happen. It was he who took the chance and indulged himself. He pushed the crime to the estrus period, but in fact it was all his fault.

So now he deserves it.

But Lord Long didn't regret it.

There is nothing to regret, he is full of crazy jealousy, jealous of everyone who has touched a man, if he didn't do something yesterday, then he would really regret it.

"It's my fault." Long Jun replied, "The Immortal will punish everything..."

"You like me." Before Long Jun finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wan Ling who suddenly spoke, Wan Ling said, "Long Jun, you said yesterday that you like me."

Long Jun was in a daze for a while, his thin lips twitched, but he couldn't say anything.

Immortal Wan Ling looked at Long Jun's dazed look, and felt very relaxed. He never thought about finding someone to spend a long time with, but at that time the man had something on his mind, and he was stuck in his heart. He said he had forgotten the past, but in fact he just forcibly Forget, never come out of the tragic memories, but now Wan Ling has nothing to worry about as long as she gives birth to two little things.

He returned to Jiuzhongtian and continued to be his own Immortal of Ten Thousand Spirits, and he didn't bother to take care of Lingshi anymore. He didn't have to worry about that monster coming out to find him, and he didn't have to worry about anything. He had nothing to do with his long life. Even more verbose than Immortal Luofu, it's good to stare at him with those deep blue eyes every day and tell jokes that aren't funny at all... I guess.

When he realized what he was thinking, Wan Lingxian blinked his eyes a little uncomfortably. He didn't feel that he was a staunch bachelor some time ago, but now he thought about how abrupt it felt to be trembling when he was kissed on the back yesterday.

The Wanling Immortal said: "What's the matter? I said it so many times yesterday, but now I dare not say a word?"

Long Jun was startled, looked up, and saw that his fairy had changed into a suit of clothes, and was sitting upright by the bed, only his bare feet were hanging down quietly, he was even seeing the man's feet Instantly recalling the picture on which he had licked last night, Long Jun squeezed his palms tightly, looked straight into the man's eyes, stopped lowering his head, and said, "Immortal, I like you."

After all, Long Jun bowed his head reverently, and kissed the man's toes, and Wan Ling's face felt inexplicably hot as a series of tiny electric currents shot up directly from the kissed place.

"I refuse." The Wanling Immortal teleported to the door, the snow-white clothes and the bloodstains on the cheeks imprinted on the powdery cheeks became more and more dazzling. A mountain can run five hundred laps without any power."

"Eh?"

As soon as Long Jun changed his dejected expression, he knelt on the ground and looked in the direction of the Wanling Immortal, only to hear the Immortal say:

"Don't want to?"

Long Jun suddenly realized what a man meant, so he followed him, his eyes were brightly colored, his cold face softened, and his heart was filled with sudden honey:

"I am willing." Long Jun was unexpectedly innocent, and followed behind Wanling Immortal, wanting to hold the man's hand, but just touched a corner of his clothes, and his head was about to smoke from his shyness.

"Immortal, I like you so much..."

"I know."

The two went out one after the other, the morning sun shone on the dense forest, casting gentle light and shadows, and there were mottled spots of light shining on the two hands that touched each other from time to time, and after an unknown amount of time, the forest The goblins in the village are all telling each other that there are two powerful gods living here, one dragon god and one fox fairy. Every day, the two of them show their affection everywhere in the form of half incarnations.

The long dragon tail hooked up with the snow-white fox tail, and they were all entangled when they went out.

The goblin who is still single said: Can't you hold a good paw? !

But the next day, the goblin still secretly watched the two fairies walking with their tails hooked. While guessing how many days until the fox fairy's belly was due, he wentssiped with the forest spirits in pain and joy.

118. Don't push too hard...

Since the collapse of the Demon Realm, the life and death of the Demon Lord is unknown, and the monsters who fled to the human world dare not do harm to the human world. Some of them live in groups underground, some disguise themselves as human beings, and some wait alone, waiting for an opportunity Recreate the splendor of the devil world.

Qing Ming, one of the former protectors of the demon world, does not belong to any of the above. He once hoped that the demon king would lead everyone to destroy the world and slaughter the six realms, but now, he has no way to wait for some demon king to lead them To ruin this dirty and disgusting world, he wants to do it himself. After all, there are some things that no one can replace, including letting that bitch enjoy the pain he has suffered...

Qing Ming has long gray-green hair, and he especially likes to sit on a big rock that has been eroded by wind and rain and has no edges and corners in the evening to watch the sunset.

Behind the boulder is the cave where he lived recently. It smelled of decay and blood. No other creatures dared to approach him within a radius of ten miles. It contrasts with the bright grass surrounding it.

Qing Ming's appearance is very gloomy, his lips are black, and his lips are very thin, so his lips are very conspicuous, but his narrow and long eyes are very beautiful, with a taste that does not match his own temperament, as if imitating someone It was born, even Qingming himself didn't realize it.

When the sunset was slowly replaced by the starry sky, Qing Ming lazily patted the non-existent dust and paced back. The places he stepped on were all scorched black, and left wriggling black nematodes, a long " Patta' stuck to the dead grass.

The nematode seemed to be corrosive, and it easily secreted yellow mucus. There was no life in the place it crawled. In just one night, the entire mountain became lifeless, like a second ghost town.

The young man who returned to the cave melted into the darkness, only those green eyes occasionally reflected a charming light. He probably never knew that he had eyes like emeralds, so he used them to fill the darkness wantonly. Mad with viciousness.

"It's about time..." Suddenly, the young man said softly, looking at the dense worms in his palm that were restless and struggling to come out of his palm, those crowded under the skin on the back of his hand, In an instant, he squeezed the terrifyingly swollen nematode into the young man's delicate hand, and said, "Good boy, your companions will be back soon, and then we can have dinner together."

The young man's voice was inexplicably gentle, as if he was not talking to the disgusting bugs, but comforting his lover.

After Qingming finished speaking, the countless nematodes that were about to explode from his skin suddenly