My master is obedient and soft

The Akasaka Sword cut through the air, and the sharp edge of the sword came through the air, sweeping away a strand of hair from Lingyin's temple.

His eyes were empty, he didn't dodge or struggle, and let the sword point directly touch his neck.

Wen Yuan barely stopped at the last moment, he squinted his eyes, and slowly uttered a few words from his thin lips: "You are not Lingyin."

"A Yuan...you stop first." Zhe Qing ran in front of him, panting slightly.

At this time, Lingyin spoke slowly, his eyes were unfocused, and he looked straight ahead: "You are the Demon Lord..."

He paused: "I am Lingyin, and the person who looks exactly like me is my younger brother."

Wen Yuan glanced at Zheqing from the corner of his eye, the sword in his hand still did not relax, and after a long time, the Chixiao Sword moved down from Lingyin's neck inch by inch.

When Wen Yuan noticed the difference between the person in front of him and the Lingyin he had seen before, he immediately understood a little bit, and after a little thought, he came up with an idea.

Wen Yuan put away his sword, motioned to the left envoy and said, "Take him down first and keep him under strict supervision."

Zheqing looked at the demons around him and ordered him, then roughly pulled Lingyin up from the ground, tied him up, pushed him away, and from the beginning to the end Lingyin didn't say a word, let alone resist.

Wen Yuan put away the sword, and continued to give instructions, and the voice spread to every corner through the sea of ​​consciousness: "You go back to the nightmare domain first, I still have important things to do in the human world."

"As ordered!"

Zheqing watched the large group of people who were still in the dark just now disperse in an instant, he glanced at Wen Yuan beside him, and found that he still had a stinky face.

Zheqing sighed slightly in his heart, he thought for a while, and gently tugged on the hem of Wen Yuan's black clothes: "...Ah Yuan?"

Wen Yuan turned his head away from him.

Zheqing tiptoed to touch his face and said, "Why are you still jealous?"

The face under the palm was very handsome, he had been thinking about it day and night, but after hearing what he said, he froze obviously, and said stiffly: "No."

"I let you kiss, don't be angry, okay?"

Wen Yuan suddenly felt a little angry, even if he knew that the person was not Lingyin from before, even if he could see that Zheqing was trying to appease him now, he still felt angry, he just held his breath and couldn't get out, it was just uncomfortable .

He had been worrying for so long, he couldn't sit still when he didn't want to eat or drink, but in the end he saw the person he liked holding hands with someone else, and his eyes were full of love. This is something a man can't stand, even though that person is blind.

"A Yuan...well...why are you..."

The more Wen Yuan thought about it, the more angry he was, and finally he grabbed Zhe Qing and kissed him on the lips. His kiss was full of anger, he tossed and gnawed, sucked and bit hard, and Zhe Qing suspected that he was going to eat him.

When he finally let go, Zheqing's lips were already covered with a layer of dripping water, and they were very red and swollen from his kiss.

What came with it was the turbulent emotional tide in Zheqing's body caused by this kiss.

His eyes were a little blurred, and the evil fire that had been suppressed in his body sprang up again, burning his lips and mouth, looking at Wen Yuan's lips at this time, it was cold, soft and very comfortable, and the taste in his mouth was also very pleasant. Intoxicated, Zheqing suddenly wanted to kiss back impulsively.

So, by coincidence, Zheqing did the same thing, pulling Wen Yuan's neck down and sending himself up in a daze.

Wen Yuan didn't react at all, and when he came back to his senses, he was even more astonished at Zheqing's initiative. After so many years, his master actually... responded to him for the first time.

The dark tide in his eyes was turbulent, and his heart was filled with joy. Finally, he put his hands on the back of his head and deepened the kiss forcefully.

The two kissed under the moonlight, there was a bright moon in the night sky, and there was a pair of Bi people on the ground.

Zheqing was hugged by Wen Yuan in a daze, the devil blood in her body was naturally close to Wen Yuan, the closer she was to him, the more Zheqing couldn't resist her instinctive desire.

Wen Yuan hugged him and held his sword in the sky, the fiery red sword light flashed across the dark blue night sky, like a shooting star across the world.

"Ah Yuan, where are we going?"

Wen Yuan controls the balance of the sword: "I have the final say."

"Okay..." Da Zai Zai got angry tonight and wanted to stroke his fur.

Zheqing buried her head on his shoulder, the night breeze was blowing, but with Wen Yuan around, he didn't feel cold at all.

Zheqing never thought that Wen Yuan would bring him to such a place.

From far away, I saw an exquisite small building standing on the side of the street. The small building was decorated with lights and festoons, and a stage was set up on the second floor, on which a graceful girl was dancing.

If you take a closer look, you can see many girls in that building standing by the window and laughing in twos and threes.

Wen Yuan hugged Zheqing and went in. As soon as he entered the door, the bustard immediately came up to meet him, followed by several girls, and said in a thin voice, "This master wants to talk to a girl from Lanyue Tower today...uh."

Then he saw Zheqing in Wen Yuan's arms.

The old bustard stopped suddenly while she was talking, she had been in the pimp business all her life, and she had too many eyes. He secretly looked at the man in Wen Yuan's arms, and saw that his whole face was buried in his arms, only his face was exposed. Her hair is full of black ink, and her hanging hands are even more beautiful than those carefully maintained by the most beautiful girl in their building. Although she can't see her face, she looks like a beauty.

This is the figure... he is a shining man.

Wen Yuan was choked by the smell of powder coming from the shop, frowned, and then heard Zheqing in his arms secretly laugh twice.

Wen Yuan turned upside down angrily, and even dared to laugh at him.

Then his eyes met the old bustard. The mortals in the place of fireworks have never seen a demon king. His eyes have a kind of condescending majesty from a superior person, which startled the old bustard for a while, thinking that some royal relatives came to visit suddenly. , the girls around were eager to give it a try just now, but they were too frightened to move because of Wen Yuan's look.

"Ah, this... Grandpa..."

Wen Yuan said: "Prepare a room for me, and don't let anyone disturb you." As he spoke, he grabbed a jade pendant from his body and threw it to the old bustard, "Is it enough?"

"Enough, enough."

The old bustard's eyes have seen a lot of gold, silver and jewelry in his life, and he knows the goods very well. At a glance, he can tell that this jade pendant is not ordinary. It is estimated that it can buy half a building.

Wen Yuan was attracted, and crowded up to the private room on the second floor. Before entering the door, the old bustard approached mysteriously and whispered: "My lord, this is the best room in Lanyue Tower. What's in it?" There are all of them, if you think about it later, you can just tell me, and you will have a good time.”

The old bustard looked at the girls around him, thinking that he should sell as much as possible, so he tentatively said: "You really don't want to arrange someone to serve you? You can also serve tea and water, or..." The old bustard rolled his eyes, "Let's Lanyue Building also has a young master."

Wen Yuan said: "No need."

After entering the house, the hustle and bustle outside the door was finally cut off, and Wen Yuan finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he quickly approached the bed and threw Zhe Qing onto it.

It was really thrown, but Wen Yuan also saved some strength, so that it wouldn't really hurt people.

Suddenly being thrown, Zheqing sank into the bed full of quilts, his shoulders were bruised, he frowned slightly, and snorted muffledly.

Wen Yuan rolled over and knelt on the bed with one leg. He held Zheqing's arms and twisted them behind his back, pressing his whole body firmly on the bed.

Zheqing was a little confused: "What are you doing..."

This completely suppressed posture made him a little unaccustomed for a moment. He tried to move his body, but was suppressed even harder.

Zheqing turned his head sideways, so that his side face was next to the bed, and this angle of view was just facing his crotch.

He heard Yuan say: "Zheqing, do you know what's wrong with you?"

He doesn't even call Master now, does he, Zheqing thought in his heart.Then he thought again, what's wrong with the bastard?

Wen Yuan tightly grasped his two wrists with one hand, raised his free hand and slapped his buttocks with neither light nor heavy force.

Zheqing was really dumbfounded this time.

He didn't realize it until the burning sensation came from his skin. It was the first time he had been spanked after living for so many years!

That kind of method used to punish children when they misbehaved, how could Wen Yuan... How could he!

Zheqing was ashamed and annoyed, and wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, but his body was still restrained, so he struggled desperately this time: "Wen Yuan, let me go!"

"Snapped!"

Another slap.

This time it was more serious, and he let out an "ah" in pain.

Zheqing was aggrieved, what happened to him, to be treated like this, being thrown on the couch is not enough, but also to be spanked by his younger apprentice, what did he do wrong.

So he buried his face between the mattresses, stopped struggling, and gave up on himself and didn't move.

"Zheqing... Master?"

Wen Yuan let him go, turned him over, and saw that he was biting his lip tightly, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.

been bullied.

"Stop biting, your mouth will be ruined." Wen Yuan stretched out his hand, but Zheqing slapped it away.

Get angry.

Seeing him like that, Wen Yuan couldn't bear to hit him anymore, he touched his back and pulled his robe.

Zheqing hurriedly pressed his hand: "What are you going to do again?!"

He couldn't resist Wen Yuan, his trousers were ripped off, and the place where he was beaten suddenly came into contact with the cool air, making it even more painful.

Zheqing was not as strong as Wen Yuan, so he could only watch him withdraw his hand, put it in front of his eyes, and asked, "What is this?"

The fingertips were stained with suspicious liquid, Zheqing was shy and didn't want to look at them, but Wen Yuan pinched his chin and forced them to look at each other: "Is there something about your own that you can be ashamed of?"

"you……"

Wen Yuan let him go, and said word by word: "I didn't expect Master to be so eager, begging, dissatisfied, and satisfied."

"I found out just now, when you first came out of the enchantment, now, tell me, did you do it?"

Now that the topic has come to this point, there is no need for Zheqing to hide it anymore, he simply confessed, but after just now, his voice was muffled, and he sounded unhappy: "I have your blood in my body." .”

"The night of the full moon is the time when the attack occurs. The devil's blood and my fairy body are repelled, and it will become like this when the attack occurs."

Wen Yuan squinted his eyes: "What do you mean, why do you have my blood in your body?"

Zheqing said: "Didn't you see it in the illusion of Lingyin, it was the sword I stabbed you 300 years ago." Zheqing pursed his lips: "It was that time."

Wen Yuan is not stupid, in fact, he had vaguely guessed it before, for example, he suddenly sensed Zheqing's position in the illusion, and for example, Zheqing's breath had always been inexplicably attractive to him before.

Then he asked a key question: "Since you have my blood in your body, then I should also have your blood in my body."

After all, the practice is mutual.

Zheqing said softly: "Yes, but...it's useless long ago."