The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

Shocked, a demon cult leader surnamed Zhang was actually...? !

In the VIP box of the bar, the fantasy trio gathered together.

Jiang Yike frowned and watched Zhang Kuang drinking with a sigh, and asked in confusion, "Hey, what are you calling us out for?"

Holding a stack of papers seriously, he said righteously, "I'm a high school student now, so I can't drink."

Zhang Kuang sighed again and did not speak.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yike couldn't figure it out. "The last time we drank was in the previous world. You came to the devil world in the middle of the night and cried that your wife didn't want you. But this time, aren't you two fine?"

Zhang Kuang was lying on the table, knocking on the glass wine bottle with five fingers with clear knuckles.She looked at the dark red wine in a daze, but still said nothing.

Qin Zhi shook his wine glass and sneered.

She glanced at Zhang Kuang, and her gaze stayed on her exposed neck for a moment, and she had already guessed almost exactly.

Qin Zhi leaned against the back of the chair, with a calm expression: "Look at her appearance, it's probably because she was slept by his wife."

Jiang Yike was shocked, and looked at Zhang Kuang with a face full of disbelief: "What? What's going on with you, Zhang Kuang?"

Zhang Kuang gritted his teeth: "Qin, Zhi!"

The black boots stepped on the table suddenly, and the wine bottles and goblets on the table also swayed, bumping into one place and clanging.

Zhang Kuang flicked the robe, and countless petals suddenly appeared in the air, gathering in her palm in an endless surge, condensing into a quenched long sword.

The long sword cut horizontally across the air, making a sharp wind sound.There was a cold light on the tip of the sword, and it happened to be pointed at the tip of Qin Zhi's nose.

Qin Zhi was not afraid at all, and commented: "You are angry from embarrassment?"

Zhang Kuang: "..."

Jiang Yike couldn't accept this fact, he looked at Zhang Kuang in disbelief, and asked, "Hey, Zhang Kuang, you won't really...?"

Just kidding, this person in front of me is the strongest cultivation base in the human world, turning his hands into clouds and his hands into rain, Yashan Suomolou can be smashed as soon as he wants, and he doesn't take the righteous way of Xianmeng into his eyes at all.

Even if he came to the Demon Realm, Zhang Kuang is still an existence that can fight with himself as the Lord of the Demon Realm. How could he be given by a mortal who has no power to restrain the chicken——

Zhang Kuang was so angry that he almost blurted out: "She is my wife, what's wrong with being slept with by my wife?!"

She said every word, sonorous and forceful:

"I am the leader of the demon sect, even if I am slept, I will be slept by my wife!!"

Jiang Yike: ...The face slaps come too fast like a tornado. As the Lord of the Demon Realm, I need to write a few math papers and be quiet.

Qin Zhi: "Oh."

Qin Zhi put the wine glass back on the table calmly, and leaned forward slightly: "If that's the case, then what are you struggling with?"

"But—" Zhang Kuang sighed again, and fell back down on his seat in a dejected manner.

She covered her face with her hands, her voice was muffled inside, "Why is she so much more skilled than me?"

The long swords condensed from the flowers were scattered and scattered on the table in clusters, stained with a few traces of crimson one after another because of the alcohol.

Zhang Kuang muttered: "I know more, and my skills are better than mine, it's not fair."

Qin Zhi: "..."

Jiang Yike: "..."

Qin Zhi: "Shame."

Jiang Yike: "Disgraceful."

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The time went back to the early morning of the day before.

In fact, as a hypothetical southern city, Nancheng should never have snow.But the author wanted it to snow, and Nancheng had no choice but to accept it, so there was a lot of snow.

The snowflakes fell softly and gradually piled up on the ground.

Zhang Kuang stays at home whenever it snows, he almost stays at home, wandering lazily around the house all day long.

The recovery period after the natal spirit flower is torn is very long, coupled with the thinness of modern aura, it is basically accumulating and recovering bit by bit.The more obvious change is that Zhang Kuang's sleep time is longer, even a little longer than ordinary people.

Xia Zhitao got up in the morning and took a shower. When she came out to wipe her hair, she saw that the leader was still lying on the bed.The long black hair was loose and lay softly on the pillow.

"Little orchid, little orchid?"

Xia Zhitao walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, the soft mattress was slightly sunken due to the weight of his body.She leaned over to tease Zhang Kuang, and used her fingertips to rub some of the long hair scattered on the other side's face: "Are you still awake?"

As soon as the fingertips touched Zhang Kuang's cheek, unexpectedly, the tightly closed eyelids suddenly opened, and the extremely beautiful eyes blinked, with a bit of sleepiness.

"Hmm—" Xia Zhitao's arm was grabbed by her, and he was pulled down onto the bed.

Zhang Kuang put his arms around her neck, tilted his head to rub against her, and muttered, "Sleep with me for a while."

Her voice was soft and low, curled up with soft sleepiness, and she knew she was not awake at all.

Zhang Kuang vaguely felt hands caressing his cheeks, rustling sounds came from his ears, and then a shadow hit his eyelids.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Xia Zhitao turned over and sat on top of her, looking down at her, her stunned look reflected in her eyes.

Zhang Kuang was a little confused: "...Taotao?"

Before Zhang Kuang could react, Xia Zhitao covered her eyes with his hands.

The slightly cold five fingers covered the eyes, blocking most of the light, and only sporadic light fell from between the fingers.

The other party gently blew a few breaths by his ear, and traces of hot air spread from the pinnae.Her voice was very soft, with a bit of a smile:

"Are you awake now?"

Zhang Kuang was terrified and said repeatedly: "Wake up, wake up."

Only then did Xia Zhitao take away the hand that covered her eyes, and looked at Zhang Kuang with a smile on his face, making the leader feel a little inexplicably uneasy.

Zhang Kuang propped himself up a little bit, and Xia Zhitao, who was sitting on top of him, came closer.The tip of their noses touched, Xia Zhitao closed his eyes slightly, and then kissed him.

Ok?

Is Madam so active?

Zhang Kuang felt as if he was still awake, a little unresponsive to the current situation.

The previous few times, Xia Zhitao didn't seem to be very interested in this kind of thing, and it could even be said to be a little cold.Even if he wins it once or twice, he will be greeted with a pillow that hits his head and face.

The smell on Xia Zhitao's body was very clean, and there was a trace of elegant mint fragrance mixed between his lips and teeth, like the cool water vapor spreading from the tip of a leaf in the fog and rain.

"Little Lanhua," she pressed Zhang Kuang's forehead, her voice was as soft as a whisper.

Zhang Kuang said: "Huh?"

"Let me do it?"

what do you mean?Zhang Kuang didn't react, thinking in his heart that since Madam said so, then she will come, so he nodded and said in a daze: "Oh."

"You agreed." Xia Zhitao nodded her nose, and let go of Zhang Kuang's neck, "Wait for me."

With five fingers in between his hair, Zhang Kuang rubbed his head, and saw Xia Zhitao got up from his body, turned over and jumped off the bed, and ran to the cloakroom slowly.

When she came back, she had something extra in her hand.

Zhang Kuang asked in confusion: "Red cotton thread? Taotao, what are you doing with this?"

Xia Zhitao said, "Stretch out your hand."

Zhang Kuang stretched out his hand according to the words, and his five fingers were put together like a fist.

Xia Zhitao spread out the balls of thread, wrapped the slender red cotton thread around the opponent's wrist three times, and tied a cute little bow.

The red thread was not tied very tightly, even a little loose, but there was a coquettish and seductive beauty hanging between Ou Bai's wrists.

"I tied it loosely," Xia Zhi Tao Zai carefully adjusted the bow on the red cotton thread, and blinked at Zhang Kuang, "but you are not allowed to break free."

Zhang Kuang frowned and said: "This cotton thread is too thin, and it can't bind me, Taotao, you might as well use the spirit rope."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Zhang Kuang: "Seriously——"

Xia Zhitao interrupted her: "No, you asked Qin Zhi to tie you up before, and the spirit-binding rope even left red marks on your wrist."

Zhang Kuang didn't care: "It's fine again."

She wanted to say something, but Xia Zhitao suddenly came over and blocked her mouth.

Because the hands were loosely bound by the red cotton thread, they couldn't move freely, and could only be placed on the chest in a somewhat restrained manner, neither up nor down.

Different from the previous kiss, this kiss was long and gentle, and the affection contained in it melted between the lips and teeth, honest and undisguised.

Zhang Kuang was panting slightly, and his long hair fell on his shoulders, covering his red ears.

Xia Zhitao was also a little embarrassed, she looked away, put her five fingers on her lips.

Zhang Kuang finally regained consciousness a little bit. Looking at the lady sitting on top of her, she suddenly realized——

Today, why am I so passive? ?

"Raise your hands a little higher," Xia Zhitao said.

Because the wrists were loosely bound by the red silk, the movements were a little awkward, so Xia Zhitao held Zhang Kuang's hands and let her go around him.

The two were very close for a while, Zhang Kuang was slightly stunned, and now this posture seemed to encircle Xia Zhitao.

Xia Zhitao suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed Zhang Kuang's lips, and then kissed him again.

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The sun is getting stronger, like thick cream mixed with a few traces of honey, enveloping people warmly.

Fingertips walk along the scattered spine, kneading the tiredness in the morning into blossoming stamens, spreading a peach blossom color in the hazy rain.

"Xia, Zhi, Tao!"

Zhang Kuang almost gritted his teeth, squeezing out these three words syllable by syllable.

However, the voice was not strong, it fell softly, and was tinged with a bit of tiredness in the mixed breathing.

"You...you! I—"

Zhang Kuang was a little speechless, his voice was broken into a few out-of-key syllables, which melted into the subtle sounds he breathed out.

Xia Zhitao embraced the other party's neck with his left hand, and planted a kiss on the forehead, his soft voice contained a bit of a smile: "What did you say?"

"I told you to stop...!!"

A sense of loss of strength surged up, and the strength in the body was stripped away bit by bit.

Tufts of long black hair fell on the skin, bringing a touch of coolness.Her body was slightly arched, her head rested on Xia Zhitao's shoulder, and she murmured intermittently: "You're making trouble..."

Xia Zhitao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she rubbed the other person's hair, kissed the slightly red corners of the eyes, and said softly, "Relax a little."

The coolness between the fingertips is rubbed into the blood, traced along the edge of the petals, and falls into the stamens in clusters, melting into a warm color.

The faint pain at the beginning has dissipated softly, urging into bright and flickering scorching fireworks.

She was leaning against Xia Zhitao's body, the arms that were loosely on the other's shoulders suddenly tightened, her hands were fisted, trembling unceasingly.

The fingertips repeatedly overlapped, slowly finding the long alcohol buried in the veins, and pulling it out as if trying to figure it out.

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The red thread between the wrists itself is slender and fragile, and I don't know when it broke.

Zhang Kuang snatched the quilt away and wrapped himself into a zongzi.

She knelt on the bed, her whole body was limp, and her voice was very desperate: "I... I am the leader of the Demon Cult."

Xia Zhitao sat cross-legged beside Zhang Kuang, smiled and rubbed against her: "Yes, I know."

Zhang Kuang suddenly threw off the quilt, rolled over and got off the bed, but the moment his feet touched the ground, his feet went limp, and he almost fell down.

But she gritted her teeth anyway, grabbed her robe and put it on her body, kicked open the window and rushed out.Xia Zhitao couldn't stop her, so he could only watch her disappear in an instant.

Early in the morning, the Hierarch was wrapped in a robe and walked a few steps outside. When he was blown in the face by the cool wind, his chaotic consciousness finally became a little clearer.

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The five fingers with clear joints formed a fist shape, and they hammered heavily on the table, making a loud bang.

Zhang Kuang glanced at the two people on the opposite side, his whole body was filled with chills, and his voice was bitingly murderous: "If you dare to say another word, I will smash this bar down."