The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

The two returned to the car together, and Jiang Jiuli sat in the back seat angrily.He stared at the seat belt, and under Xia Zhitao's instructions, he fiddled with it for a long time before he fastened the belt.

Xia Zhitao glanced at him in the rearview mirror, then quickly turned his gaze back, and started the car.

Jiang Jiuli was staring out the window in a daze, but he suddenly turned his head and said, "Hey... that, have you found Zhang Kuang?"

Xia Zhitao said, "I don't need to look for it at all."

She lowered her eyes slightly, her laughter was shallow, and it slowly blended into the air and turned into a soft color: "She never left."

"It's fine," Jiang Jiuli exhaled, lying back and crossing his arms, "It's not in vain to spend so much time, and I don't know how many formations are lost—we succeeded."

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine times."

"Ah?" Jiang Jiuli was stunned, "What did you say?"

"We used it for ten years and failed nine hundred and ninety-eight times." Xia Zhitao held the steering wheel and said softly, "The nine hundred and ninety-ninth time we succeeded."

To be honest, Jiang Jiuli is not afraid of arrogance at all.Zhang Kuang is straightforward and easy to get along with.But Xia Zhitao is different.

When he saw Xia Zhitao, he cowardly feared that she would be too scared.

Xia Zhitao himself is thoughtful and meticulous, and his actions are always vigorous and resolute.

Especially after Zhang Kuang's death, she used all means to collect all the items needed for the formation. No matter whether you are a righteous immortal master or a demon master, if you offend, you will offend, unequivocally.

After the [-]th formation failed, Xia Zhitao pushed Jiang Jiuli away.She looked at the other party, her dark eyes were darkened, and she said sharply, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Jiang Jiuli sat on the boulder a little discouraged, and said, "I..."

Xia Zhitao glanced at him coldly, walked to the center of the formation in a few steps, turned around and said to Qi Zidong, "How about I be the eye of the formation?"

Qi Zidong sighed, and said, "No, you don't have enough spiritual power. Jiang Jiuli still has a chance to survive as the Lord of the Demon Realm, but you will die if you go up."

Xia Zhi Tao Ningshen said word by word: "Then if you are willing to sacrifice your life and lose your soul—"

"Can you support the formation?"

Qi Zidong's hand holding the brush suddenly let go, and the brush fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust, and the tip of the brush was stained with some dust.

Under Xia Zhitao's gaze, she slowly shook her head.

"No."

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Xia Zhitao brought Jiang Jiuli to his apartment, and as soon as he opened the door, a figure rushed over.

She threw herself into Xia Zhitao's arms and hugged him tightly.

Jiang Jiuli: "???"

Zhang Kuang put his arms around Xia Zhitao, buried his head in the other's chest, and complained pitifully: "Taotao, where have you been, and why have you been there for so long?"

That voice was soft and waxy, with a bit of a soft tail tone, how aggrieved it was to fall on the ear.

Xia Zhitao hugged her back, patted her shoulder gently, and said with a smile: "I went out to find someone, let's see who I brought back?"

As she spoke, she leaned over slightly, and pointed to Jiang Jiuli, who was standing behind the two of them with a black face and didn't know what to say.

Jiang Jiuli: "Oh."

Only then did Zhang Kuang raise her head slightly, she was a little surprised when she saw the person coming, but because of "a matter of principle", she still hugged her wife and refused to let go.

She poked half of her head out from her wife's shoulder, and her soft voice just now returned to the usual calm, but with a little bit of joy: "Xiao Jiu, why are you here?"

Jiang Jiuli was in a very upset mood at the moment: To save you, I lost all ten magic skills, so you still have the nerve to flirt with my wife in front of me?

But he thought about Xia Zhitao's warning eyes, and he was still very timid and didn't dare to tell the truth: "I don't know, it seems that they came here together by chance."

Zhang Kuang said "oh", continued to hug his wife tightly, and cried and said that he was not feeling well.

Jiang Jiuli looked at Zhang Kuang lying weakly in his wife's arms, with his arms around her waist, and Lihua said with rain that she had a headache;

Zhang Kuang looked at Jiang Jiuli, who didn't have the lingering aura of the Lord of the Demon Realm at all, the little one stood there, his melon-seeded face was so tender that he could pinch water;

A sentence flashed in the minds of the two of them at the same time:

— Bah, what a disgrace!

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Xia Zhitao went to take a shower, and the two big bosses, the Lord of the Demon Realm and the leader of the Demon Cult, who have made the fantasy world frightened and talked about, are staying on the sofa in the apartment in a harmonious atmosphere at this moment, sitting face to face and peeling off together in a friendly manner. Eat peanuts.

Zhang Kuang leaned lazily on the sofa and asked, "How long have you been here?"

Jiang Jiuli said, "Today."

He chewed a peanut, and said in a very painful tone, "When I woke up, I found myself wearing this kid, and then someone grabbed my ear and asked me to hand in my homework."

Zhang Kuang said: "So miserable?"

As he spoke, Jiang Jiuli pulled his schoolbag over, unzipped the zipper and took out a few books, saying, "I don't know how to write, so I have to be remembered by that class representative, and I will be taught if I don't hand it in tomorrow." The director scolded."

Zhang Kuang picked up a book casually, flipped through it, and petrified: "What is this?"

Jiang Jiuli said: "Do you know how I feel now?"

When Xia Zhitao came out after wiping his hair, he saw that the two bosses didn't continue peeling peanuts, but got together and looked at a copy of "Five-Year Simulation of Three-Year College Entrance Examination" and worried.

Xia Zhitao stepped forward and took a look, and found that the two of them had copied something on the talisman paper, blowing on the talisman paper, and still muttering words.

Xia Zhitao: "...Even if you copy the chemical formula on the talisman paper, you still can't summon copper sulfate pentahydrate."

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Seeing Taotao come out, Zhang Kuang immediately abandoned Wusan and Jiang Jiuli, got up and walked towards Xia Zhitao.

She hugged the other person's waist very naturally, lowered her head slightly, with a warm smile on the corners of her eyes and brows: "Tao Tao."

"Tsk," Jiang Jiuli said impatiently, "I forget my friends when I see sex."

He collected all the supplementary books spread out on the table, put his schoolbag on his back and said, "I'm leaving."

Zhang Kuang gave him a look of "Do you have any winks, get out of here quickly", and said indifferently, "Walk slowly."

Jiang Jiuli angrily closed the door with a bang and left, only Zhang Kuang and Xia Zhitao were left in the room.

With no one watching, Zhang Kuang became even more unscrupulous.The hands around her waist were tightened, she bent down, and said in Xia Zhitao's ear, "Taotao."

The voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of exhaled heat, winding around the ear like a silk thread.

Xia Zhitao had just taken a shower, and the tips of his hair were still dripping with water.She felt a little hot in her ears, and she didn't know if it was because of the heat from the bath or because of Zhang Kuang's soft whispers beside her ears.

Xia Zhitao felt a little weak in her body, she freed up a hand and pinched the other's cheek: "Little Lanhua, can you do it?"

Zhang Kuang leaned forward, his warm breath melted in his ears, his voice was soft but somewhat bewitching, and he murmured: "How will you know if you don't try?"

She said solemnly: "I have been alone for most of my life, and I haven't—"

Xia Zhitao interrupted her mercilessly, teasing: "Don't pretend, you are not as old as me in terms of age."

Zhang Kuang: "..."

Xia Zhitao: "Admit it, you are just a little tender flower."

She wanted to say a few more words, but was picked up by Zhang Kuang directly.Zhang Kuang put her on the sofa, and immediately bullied her: "Taotao."

Zhang Kuang smiled, put five fingers with clear bones on the buttons of his clothes, and slowly took off the black robes he was wearing outside.

Underneath she was wearing a tulle moon white gown, which was light and fluffy, covering her body in an attempt to hide it.

The soft room light fell on the gap between her hair and the tulle like the wings of a cicada, and the shadows were like fine brushstrokes, carefully tracing the outline of that figure.

so bad!

Absolutely on purpose!

At this moment, one of the shoulder straps fell down and drooped on the shoulders, and it seemed that a few shimmering colors could be glimpsed through the gaps.

Zhang Kuang chuckled, and she deliberately tugged on the loose shoulder strap, wrapping it around her fingertips twice.

"Taotao," she leaned down, pressed the other party gently, and kissed her.Lips rubbed together, lips and teeth depended on each other, unwilling to let go of every inch and every inch.

And those slender five fingers landed on Xia Zhitao's cheeks, gently lifted his chin, and brought a slight icy feeling to the place where they touched.

The fingertips passed over the cheeks, and then fell on the neck, and then gradually moved down along the neck, drawing a circle around the waist.

Even though there was a layer of clothing between them, every inch of skin that was run over by the fingertips burned.A tingling sensation flowed through the blood vessels, and even the breathing became a little short.

"Taotao," Zhang Kuang said again, his voice soft and sticky, "...are you okay?"

Xia Zhitao put his arms around her neck, buried his head on his shoulders, and nodded slightly.

With Zhang Kuang's permission, she put her hands on Xia Zhitao's clothes and unbuttoned them one by one.

Clothes fell to the ground in clusters, together with the black robes that had been dropped earlier.

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The petals were pure white at first, and then dyed a bit of crimson, spreading from the edge of the petals layer by layer.

The soft petals fell on the skin, caressing along the line of the back.

The petals hook the fabric and pull it down the edge.

The warm touch spreads to the fingertips, and the petals poke inward, and when they touch the skin, they melt softly, blending into a warmth.

"Well," Xia Zhitao trembled slightly, and hugged Zhang Kuang tightly, "Wait, wait a minute..."

"Relax." Zhang Kuang put his left hand around her waist, but his right hand didn't stop, but it was more soft and delicate.

She said it was to let the other party relax, but in fact she herself was extremely nervous, her fingers were so stiff that she didn't know how to continue.

"You, you..." Xia Zhitao bit his lower lip, but there were still a few out-of-tune syllables leaking out, "I said it all... um!"

Her body was slightly arched, she was leaning on Zhang Kuang's shoulders, and the voice she breathed out was a bit of whimpering, scratching her heart repeatedly.

Zhang Kuang hugged her even tighter, and the faint scent of hibiscus flowers stained the tip of his nose, arousing a bit of emotion.

Her body became soft inch by inch, a sense of loss of strength surged up, her arms lost even the strength to hold her neck, and she almost lay on the opponent's chest, gasping for breath.

A long burst of numb itching bloomed, rushing wantonly, spreading violently to all parts of the body.

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Zhang Kuang was smashed with a pillow.

She hugged the pillow and was about to cry: "Taotao, I'm sorry."

Xia Zhitao showed no sympathy, she sniffed and pointed outside: "Go to sleep on the sofa."

Zhang Kuang struggled to death: "Taotao, I—"

"Sofa and balcony, you choose one."

"......sofa."