Quickly wear it and don’t be careless about it.

Chapter 52

This chapter is described from the perspective of God, that is, in the third person.

In the year 6089 of the Cultivation Realm, the Great War between Immortals and Demons ended, and the Cultivation Realm and the Demon Cultivation Realm reconciled.

This year, the God of War of the Sword God Sect disappeared for no reason.

This year, the demon world has a new demon king.

This year, the new demon king in the demon world accepted the queen. I heard that the demon queen is unparalleled, and the demon king loves her deeply. He has never let anyone get close to the demon queen, so very few people actually see the demon queen.

Demon world.

Moze Palace.

"Hmm..." Before he woke up, Mo Yun could smell the rich and sweet incense in his nose, he slowly opened his eyes, and stretched out the back of his hand to rub his hazy eyes.

The purpose of entry is a series of iron pillars, like a birdcage... Wait!Just like a birdcage!

Mo Yun lost all drowsiness now, the sweet and greasy fragrance in her nose smelled uncomfortable, and her whole body was limp and powerless.

Mo Yun couldn't help frowning, where is she...?

It seemed that I was suddenly besieged and arrested by Zuo Lingze and Master Mozun... Then I tried desperately to destroy Zuo Lingze's dantian, but was knocked out instead...

Alas, life is so miserable...

Mo Yun shook her drowsy head, gathered her energy and looked around.

There are still several layers of faint white light around the birdcage, as if it is a well-designed array.

There is animal skin made of unknown origin under the feet. It is fluffy, soft, and very comfortable.

There are chains on the hands and ankles, and they are hanging so that people don't sit upside down on the ground, but half kneel on the ground.

The red dress that was originally stained with blood was replaced by a new red dress. At this moment, only the red dress was loosely worn on the body, and the white shoulders could be exposed with a single movement; the unfettered hair flowed down like a waterfall, and the headband did not know what to do. where to go.

Suddenly, a man walked through the birdcage, dressed in a noble dark golden robe, his hair was tied up high, a wild smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked straight at the man kneeling on the ground, "Master, you Wake up, Master looks much better in red."

"Er..." Mo Yun moved the corners of her lips, but made such a single sound.

How could this be?

"...Eh?!" Mo Yun tried to speak again, but couldn't say anything, only felt a burning pain in her throat.

"Hush, Master, as long as you are obedient~" Zuo Lingze smiled, and tapped Mo Yun's lips with his index finger, "In order to prevent the master from saying anything that the disciple hates, so as to prevent the disciple from saying something that he hates." If Shizun accidentally killed him, he would have ruined Shizun's voice~"

"Well~ Master, this disciple hates you so much, and also loves you so much~ What should I do, seeing Master like this, this disciple really wants to abuse Master severely." Zuo Lingze smiled morbidly , stroked Mo Yun's cheek with one hand, squeezed it hard, and her face became rosy.

Fuck, is this the rhythm to turn me into a stick? !

Mo Yun stared at Zuo Lingze vigilantly, and quietly lifted up the aura on her body, but the aura scattered when she was about to release it.

Mo Yun did not give up and gathered her spiritual energy again, but the situation was still the same.

Zuo Lingze still had a smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes, and looked at Mo Yun indifferently.

"Master, give up, this iron lock is made of black iron, this effect... Master has just experienced it."

Mo Yun stared at Zuo Lingze with the same indifferent gaze.

"Hehe, the master is already like this, are you still not willing to show weakness? This disciple wants the superior master to cry and beg his apprentice~ That appearance... must be beautiful~" Zuo Lingze said to himself, his eyes were persistent Crazy, transformed into a sword full of hostility in his hand.

"Huh?!" Wait!calm!Calm down!

Mo Yun stared round her eyes, the frozen expression on her face remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"Master, you really have this expression at all times~" Zuo Lingze pointed his sword at Mo Yun, scratched his face lightly, and saw a shallow bloodshot, "Master, this disciple is falling into the devil!" Gu's life is so painful. If I hadn't thought about Master and fell in love with Master, I would have wished to tear Master into pieces, and I wouldn't come back alive... Master, do you want to experience that feeling? That kind of life or death The feeling of not being able to."

Ever since, Mo Yun was in a bad mood.

Zuo Lingze shot fiercely in his hand, and the sword pointed at Mo Yun's pipa bone, slowly, slowly.

"Eh!" Mo Yun's hair was drenched with sweat from the pain, and she bit her lower lip tightly with her upper teeth, blood continued to flow out, the pain invaded her upper nerve, and her mind was in chaos.

The lute bone is the clavicle, and when it is moved, it hurts so much that it is excruciatingly painful.

Seeing the blood flowing out, Zuo Lingze was radiant with excitement, and when he picked it hard, the bones stood out perfectly.

Zuo Lingze held it in his hand, stroked it, and put it into the storage bag.

The person in front of him had disheveled hair, half-closed eyes, and the clothes on his body were partly undone due to the struggle just now, revealing his white chest, the two spots of vermilion against the background of the blood were extraordinarily fresh and delicious.

There is a feeling of wanting to be tortured, the blood is too little, it needs more to look good...

Zuo Lingze narrowed his charming peach eyes, and a thorny rattan whip appeared in his hand.

"Crack!" The rattan whip flicked vigorously and slapped Mo Yun's chest.

The barb scratched into the skin, submerged into the flesh and blood, and passed along the way, forming a shocking and winding trace, with red liquid slowly oozing out.

In the palace, there were constant crackling sounds.

The person in front of him was panting heavily, and his dying appearance was particularly lovely. The red mark on his chest was even more seductive against the red dress, his waist-length hair was disheveled, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red...

Zuo Lingze instantly felt a sense of abusive pleasure.

"Master... just accompany the disciple to fall!"

Zuo Lingze's fingertips touched the art-like red marks.

Mo Yun was already in pain to the point where her consciousness was blurred, her body twitched slightly, and she screamed for pain all over her body.

"Oh~" For some reason, my body gradually became hot.

"Hmm...it worked~ Master, is this trying to seduce the disciple?" Zuo Lingze looked at the tall and straight person in front of him with a smile, the person he had been coveting for a long time was right in front of him...