【Xue Xiao】Charcoal incense

Xiao Xingchen finally despaired, kneeling on the ground, feeling powerless.The two blood holes dyed on the white silk were shocking, and the trickle of blood flowed out of grief and fear.

The hands he thought were used to exorcise demons and evils are now stained with human blood, and he has swung the butcher's knife countless times, and even the fine palm lines are deeply engraved with sin.Every sound of Xue Yang's insane laughter was like a sharp knife piercing his heart, cutting open his heart, laying out his sins of hurting innocent people, and suspending his lofty ambition of subduing demons and demons for the people when he came down the mountain Whiplash and ridicule.

Master, this is not the disciple's original intention...

Baoshan Sanren's dignified expression came to Xiao Xingchen's mind when he said goodbye to his sect.

He lay on the ground, his temple hair was a little messy, his white Taoist robe was stained with dust and blood, his thin lips were pale, and he was as embarrassed as a beggar on the street.

"If you don't understand the world, don't join the world." Even though Xiao Xingchen hates Xue Yang out of ten thousand, he still cowardly agrees with what Xue Yang said just now. It caused so many ordinary people to die tragically that Zichen's originally bright future was ruined.

"Forgive me, forgive me..." Xiao Xingchen covered his face, a mixture of guilt, hatred, grief, and fear flooded his chest like a mountain, overwhelming him, making him unable to breathe, even begging for mercy All slurred.

Xue Yang laughed wildly: "Haha, didn't you want to stab me to death with a sword just now? Why did you beg for mercy again after a while?"

The unbearable laughter made Xiao Xingchen curl up his fingers, his heart was full of hatred for this devil, and even more embarrassing and indignant.Standing straight, he stretched out his hand to touch Shuanghua and sent it to his neck.

Seeing the man handing Shuanghua to his neck with trembling hands, Xue Yang's heart skipped a beat. He felt something like a stone nestled in his palm, and regardless of what it was he was holding, he flicked the thing out—— It was actually the caramel that Xiao Xingchen gave him this morning.The sugar ball shattered on the edge of the sword, blocking the frost that was about to rub the carotid artery.

The sword's edge was blocked, and the blind Taoist panicked. Shuanghua slanted across his flesh, leaving a thin bloodstain.Xiao Xingchen knew that Xue Yang didn't want him to end it, but the shameful weakness in his heart was that he couldn't bear the humiliation of the devil for a moment, so he adjusted his wrists to start over.

Xue Yang jumped forward, clasped Xiao Xingchen's wrists, and pushed him to the ground, his eyes were red: "What? Couldn't bear the facts and wanted to commit suicide? Xiao Xingchen, you are really kind!" You're capable and promising! But you can't take it anymore after killing a few people, you're a coward!" Xue Yang's words were as bad as ever, but his hands trembled unknowingly, as if he had just escaped. What catastrophe has passed, and I haven't slowed down yet.

Xiao Xingchen's limbs were soft, and he didn't even have the strength to refute, and his wrists felt like they were about to break, with a dull pain.The vulgar words entered the ear corridor, arousing the despair in the heart, and the blood on the white silk was scattered in all directions.

Daozi felt distressed, he bit his lower lip with his teeth, and clenched his hand that was pinned to the ground, he fought back in silence, and seemed to give in.Clearly because of resentment, killing intent arose, and he wanted to bow his body to fight back, but his whole body was paralyzed, so he had to tremble and breathe, trying to adjust his breath.

The desperation of wanting to live but not dying made him give up the idea of ​​getting out, his teeth loosened a little, and he said in a trembling voice: "Kill me...you kill me..." The voice was as thin as the wind blowing, and the internal organs It hurts like broken pieces, powerless and helpless.

A sneer of disdain overflowed from Xue Yang's voice, which seemed to be out of breath due to shortness of breath. The hands holding the man's wrist tightened even more, his joints creaked, and he said in a hateful voice, "Death, do you want to die? Xiao Xingchen, I haven't had enough fun yet, how can I allow you to go to Meng Po's to get hot soup?"

Seeing Daozi's sad and disgusted expression, Xue Yang's chest was filled with rage, and he leaned closer to the cold pinnae, with a dark tone and a bloodthirsty smile: "If you insist on seeking death, fine, if you die Now, I will send that little blind girl, Ah Jing, to accompany the Taoist priest, and ask her to block you on the Naihe Bridge. When you see that she has been bitten by wild dogs without a good piece of flesh, you will cry and ask, 'Daozhang Why did you die? Why didn't you save me?', don't blame me for not stopping you..."

"Hmm!" Xiao Xingchen felt the pressure on his wrists getting tighter, so he couldn't help making a sound, his clenched fists gradually loosened, his strength was drained, his chest heaved slightly due to the pain, and he opened his mouth slightly, "No... don't hurt me. Ah Jing..." The voice sounded a bit begging, she really didn't want to see others bleed.

The willpower accumulated over the years of cultivating the Tao gradually pushed back the sudden desire to die, and then a chill ran down her spine—if she really committed suicide, what would happen to Ah Jing?What will happen to Zichen?

"Xue Yang, stop it... Karma pays off... Cough cough..." Panting, Xiao Xingchen still did not forget to persuade Xue Yang to be kind, but then he felt that the devil was determined not to listen, and it was useless to say more.Xue Yang's hot lips came from the tips of his ears, Xiao Xingchen couldn't help turning his head to the side, trying to avoid it, but it was useless, there was no extra space and physical strength under Xue Yang for him to dodge.

For a moment he felt like a poor dog, being played by people everywhere, Xue Yang was touching his torso right now, even Xiao Xingchen could clearly feel the heaving of his chest.The faint fragrance of acacia lingers on the tip of the nose, and in front of my eyes is the smiling face of my former friend that I have imagined countless times—the soft and bright outline gradually blurred, and I can no longer find the shadow.The Taoist felt sore in his heart, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Xingchen's head was swollen, and deep tiredness swept over his limbs and torso. He just wanted to sleep in the dark, sleep through, and don't wake up again...

Xue Yang wanted to sneer again, but he smelled a strong smell of blood rushing into his nostrils, his scalp went numb, and the strength in his hands relaxed a bit.The four fingers went to feel the person's pulse together, and he felt that the spiritual power of the servant was running rampant in the meridians as if unleashed, and his face became more and more ugly.But after thinking about it, the Taoist of Mingyue Qingfeng fell into such a mess after being provoked by himself, and then gave birth to a little crazy playful: "Daoist, you must not sleep too deeply. Be careful when you fall asleep I'm done, I'll tie you up on the couch, and then drive Song Lan to kill people, slaughtering the entire Yicheng. When you wake up, there will be another group of walking corpses waiting for you and me to hunt Haha..." Xue Yang said vicious words, but his left hand with the broken little finger quietly climbed onto the palm of the person below him, using his own temperature to dye Xiao Xingchen's pale fingertips a little bloody, and at the same time Immediately, the spiritual power was also slowly sent into his weak body.

Xiao Xingchen vaguely heard the man's words, and after finally calming down, his breathing became rapid again, and the released hand frantically grabbed Xue Yang's sleeve, and said anxiously, "No! Zichen... um! "The palms felt a little warm, and a strong spiritual force entered the body, moving wildly in the body.Xiao Xingchen couldn't adapt to the subduing for a while, so he struggled slightly.Although that force was fierce, it was also a life-saving straw. The uneasiness in his body gradually subsided, and the struggling movements also stopped, and the hand that was holding him couldn't help but tighten a bit.

"Don't kill anyone! As long as you don't kill someone, anything...is fine..." Xiao Xingchen's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't find the energy to think about how to stabilize Xue Yang, so he had to beg indiscriminately. , his body went limp, and he passed out.He kept clutching Xue Yang's sleeve in his hand, as if he was afraid that the man would kill another man, tightly.

After a moment of silence, Xue Yang finally released a breath of stale air from his chest.Standing up, he slowly hugged Xiao Xingchen into his arms, holding Xiao Xingchen's hand and lost a burst of spiritual power, until the frown gradually relaxed before he could barely stop, carried Xiao Xingchen into the guest room and placed him on the couch.

At the moment when he straightened up, there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and Xue Yang remembered that he was stabbed by Shuanghua not long ago. "... Fuck!" A trace of cruelty flashed in the young man's eyes, he cursed in a low voice, took off his coat and blocked the wound twice before walking back to the bed, staring down at the person on the couch.Seeing the mottled blood stains on the white silk, Xue Yang twitched his brows, turned around and went out of the room to fetch water, took a new gauze, and began to scrub the person carefully.

"...Xiao Xingchen, you have to repay me well. I put down my body and wipe this disgusting blood on you. Not only are you not qualified to seek death and life, but you have to obey me obediently..." Halfway through the speech, Xue Yang could hear What I said just now felt a little funny, I sneered and stopped talking, and stretched out my hand to seal the person's spiritual power, "You don't even want to run away..."

The Taoist seemed to have heard Xue Yang's words, and frowned twice. Xue Yang felt agitated and wanted to lift the copper basin containing water, but as soon as he touched the edge of the basin, he picked it up properly and left the guest room .Before leaving, he took a step back worriedly, turned his head and looked at the bed again and again, repeated several times, and finally walked away.

When he woke up, Xiao Xingchen felt as if he had gone to the underworld. After his fingertips recovered, he moved slightly, but still felt dizzy, so he lay down on the couch for a long time.I don't know why, but there is always a trace of panic in my heart, I just feel that my body is too cloudy, and I don't feel safe.Supporting his body with one hand, he sat up slowly, leaning against the head of the bed, still feeling extremely cold, so he groped frantically with his hands, found a corner of the quilt, pulled it over and wrapped it around his body.Recalling that person's crude words in his mind, a feeling of melancholy filled his heart.The current situation is not good, no matter where he goes, he will be found by that person, not to mention that he cannot see, no matter how high his cultivation is, it is difficult for a person with good eyesight.

Thinking that I can no longer be the same as before, I can't help but sigh. This kind of melancholy is not the first time I have visited, but it seems particularly bleak on such an occasion.The wind entered the room and spun around the room, scratching his hair itchy on his face, but Xiao Xingchen was also numb.I want to leave, I want to apologize, and I even want to die, but I can't even decide on my own life.

"Xue Yang..." Suddenly, Xiao Xingchen called out to that person, and it seemed that the pleasant laughter and "Taoist" that the little friend had in the past were no longer there. He buried his head in his knees and covered his head with the quilt , mixed feelings in my heart.

Xue Yang walked into the house with a charcoal tank in one hand and clean clothes in the other, just in time to see someone clutching the quilt awkwardly, a trace of evil pleasure rose in his heart, he couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and his voice became brisk: "Wake up! ? You call me by my name when you come together, and you never forget me so much?" As he spoke, he put the charcoal cylinder beside the bed, poked the red coals a few times with the tongs, and the charcoal fire made a crackling sound, and the room gradually became warmer.

Xue Yang put the clothes on the bedside, and wanted to change for Xiao Xingchen, who was covered in blood, but his somewhat messy bun caught his attention. His lips moved slightly, and he didn't continue to criticize the bed for shivering from the cold. The person stretched out his hand and inserted his fingers into the cold hair of the person, combed it lightly twice, and tidied up the sideburns for the person.

Xiao Xingchen heard the movement, but didn't speak.In his heart, he was very clear about the fact that all the words from this mouth were soaked in poison, but when his bony fingers hooked his hair, Xiao Xingchen still couldn't control his scalp numbness, his brows frowned slightly, subconsciously Shrunk back.

Xue Yang withdrew his hand suddenly, and the sorrow that overflowed from his eyes just now flashed past: "It's so dirty, it's covered in blood... I brought you clothes, you can't move now, I'll help you change them."

Xiao Xingchen had been calmly letting others move, but the quilt was suddenly lifted, and a cool breeze rushed in. "Wait..." Before Xiao Xingchen could react, the man's hand had already grabbed the button of his clothes.Xiao Xingchen hastily grabbed Xue Yang's hand, and with the other hand he tightly gathered the skirt of his clothes so that no one could touch him, and moved his body tremblingly. "What are you doing! Don't come here!" No one has crossed the boundary like this since practicing, didn't they all change the clothes by themselves?This person should also hate him to the core for only wanting to make fun of himself, so how could he show kindness and want to change his clothes for him?

In a panic, Xiao Xingchen kicked Xue Yang's abdomen, and left suddenly with a forceful movement.Xiao Xingchen felt that the strength in Xue Yang's hands was loose, and he hurriedly got off the bed and fled out instinctively.

The wound on his abdomen was kicked violently, Xue Yang only felt a faint pain, his face turned pale, but he still grabbed the waist of the man who was about to fall off the bed with quick eyes and hands.A fierce light flashed across Xue Yang's face, and he hissed and gasped a few times: "...Xiao Xingchen, you are really, hiss—you can get off your feet!"

Although it was unintentional, Xiao Xingchen couldn't help feeling a little apologetic, and then secretly spurned his weird guilt—what can't be done, he wished he could stab this devil to death with a sword right now!

Xue Yang stretched his arms, and the Taoist fell directly into his arms and was firmly imprisoned.The cold and pale body of the man in his arms trembled, arousing Xue Yang's strong desire for sadism; when he combed Xiao Xingchen's hair just now, the man's obvious dodge and frown in disgust were lingering in his mind Go, it made Xue Yang feel a nameless anger: "Xiao Xingchen, do you think I'm disgusting?" The tip of his nose could touch the cold earlobe, Xue Yang took a deep breath, "I miss you It must be so disgusting to me... The bright moon and the clear breeze are being manipulated by the heinous devil, what will others think when they hear it?"

Xue Yang stretched out a finger to remove the Taoist's belt, and threw it on the ground at will.The hot breath from his mouth hit Xiao Xingchen's ears, and his tone was tinged with a deep smile: "...that group of mobs who don't distinguish between black and white, will they scold me for tarnishing the Qing Gaozi, or will they despise the old saint who fell into What about the quagmire? Daoist, can you guess?"

"You, you shut up!" A weak voice came out of his mouth, without any deterrent force, the man locked himself in his arms, but he had no power to escape, the girdle was untied, and his clothes were instantly loose, Xiao Xingchen just He can cross his arms to block Xue Yang.Xiao Xingchen was lucky, and wanted to resist, but found that he was powerless.

My former self was not so weak, why?

Xiao Xingchen wanted to condense his spiritual power again, but found that there was no spiritual power flowing in his body at all, and immediately reacted to a desperate fact: "Xue Yang, you! You actually sealed my spiritual power...cough..." What a treat He is so heinous that he can do anything. Right now, he really has no chance of winning.The man's words were heart-wrenching, and Xiao Xingchen imagined the scene in Xue Yang's mouth. The white silk covering his eyes was slightly red again, his trembling body was extremely weak, his lips were pale and lifeless.

"Hahahaha, don't seal your spiritual power, wait until you raise your sword and chop me?"

"You! You just..."

"Hey Xiao Xingchen, you have to be careful what you say." Xue Yang interrupted, "Don't forget, the little blind man and Song Lan are both in my hands."

Xiao Xingchen was at a loss for words, resentment and fear intertwined, this lunatic threatened Ah Jing and Zichen again and again, who knew that he would not really kill these two as he said?Thinking of this, Xiao Xingchen didn't dare to express his temper no matter how hot he was. He was depressed, and his anger gradually turned into unspeakable pain and grievance. Then he couldn't help calling Xue Yang's alias: "Chengmei, don't hurt me any more." People..." At this point, I couldn't go on talking, I just felt painful and disgusting, Xue Yang disgusted, and even more disgusted by my helpless self.

Hearing that the man called Jin Guangyao the lady-like characters for him, Xue Yang was startled, but he didn't feel the irritability of being called by others.Seeing the white silk in Xiao Xingchen's eyes turned red, Xue Yang was filled with pain and anger again. He grabbed the back of the man's head with one hand and pressed him tightly into his arms, as if he wanted to rub the man into his own flesh and blood: " Haha, what do you call me? Chengmei? What an intimacy! I lied to you to kill people, kill your friends, and seal your spiritual power, but you just said "no" lightly? Will a villain like me be obedient? You How do you know that I didn't go out to harm anyone during the few quarters of an hour when you were asleep?" Xue Yang forced Xiao Xingchen's head to face him with one hand, and the distance between the faces was only an inch.

Xue Yang's cheek was close to Xiao Xingchen's, gently stroking the man's smooth cheekbones, and stroking the man's loose temple hair with his hand, his voice was a little sweet and greasy: "I don't need to kill people, As long as you stay here obediently and don’t look for short-sightedness, I’m still the little friend I used to be, okay?...Xiao Xingchen, Daoist Xiao, you can always make me happy. You and I have been together for many years, and you know what to do .”

Xiao Xingchen was forced to look at Xue Yang. Although he couldn't see him, he could feel the heat coming towards his face.The man's voice seemed to soften a bit, and Xiao Xingchen really thought about it for a long time after hearing the words: On weekdays, he only puts candies next to people's pillows before going to bed, if there is anything else, it is to treat each other tenderly.So, Xiao Xingchen endured the disgust in his heart, and said in a harmonious voice: "Okay, I won't commit suicide...as long as you do what you say, it doesn't matter if you stay by your side for the rest of your life..." It's just that the words become weaker as you go further.

In this case, how can you tell?But he finally said it, and there is no way out.

"Let Zichen go...is that okay..." Knowing that he has no bargaining chip against him, Xiao Xingchen is still unwilling. His best friend has been injured a lot because of him, and now he is full of guilt but he can't do anything. He wishes to exchange himself with his best friend and let himself replace him He's going to be that walking corpse at the mercy of others!

His heart was touched, the sour smell came up, and the white silk became a little darker. Xiao Xingchen felt the humidity in front of his eyes, and tried to cover it with his hands, but not only was the blood hard to hide, even his palms were stained with blood.

Xue Yang was quite satisfied with Xiao Xingchen's submissive attitude, and his heart trembled slightly when he heard the word "lifetime", and even felt a little self-blame for his bad words: Did he bully too much?But just as he was about to open his mouth to ask some warm and cold words to change the subject, he heard that unsightly name spit out from Daozi's mouth again——

Song Lan!Song Lan!It was this damned Taoist standing between him and Xiao Xingchen, making himself in a dilemma!

Xue Yang blamed Song Lan for not cultivating his fairy way well, but came to him to smash the thin ice that he had walked carefully for so many years; it was also funny that this person could gouge out the way that best suits him without turning a corner. At the point where he was angry, the thought of wanting Xiao Xingchen to rest on the couch with peace of mind disappeared immediately, and he pushed aside the covering hand and sneered, "Xiao Xingchen, you are not doing it for yourself, but for forcing you to break your oath." What kind of close friend who made you blind would rather ruin the rest of his life in my hands?" Seeing that the newly changed white silk was stained with blood again, resentment arose in his heart, and he knew that it was the one who caused the two to break up. However, he dumped all his faults on Song Lan.Looking at the person who was cautiously probing whether it was possible, another evil fire surged in his heart, "Is it possible? Of course not. How can I count it by talking about it? If the Taoist priest repents, what should I do?"

Xue Yang's fingers around Xiao Xingchen's waist tapped one by one, and his index finger maliciously sank into Xiao Xingchen's waist, prodding and prodding.He buried his head in front of the man's half-covered chest, and the breath from his mouth slid across the man's sharp collarbone, intending to stimulate the man in his arms: "...Xiao Xingchen, I'm angry. Song Lan, let him go and chop up the little blind man..."

"When did I ever lie to you! Uh..." There was a strange feeling in the waist, a little itchy, and I felt Xue Yang's head burrowing into his chest, and I was embarrassed by the vicious touch. After hearing the words, I was shocked and stopped in a panic. Said, "Don't hurt them!"

Xiao Xingchen grabbed the man's shoulder with one hand, and tried to put the other hand between himself and Xue Yang. His body unconsciously wanted to break free, and he felt a little hot because of the hasty movement.

"The priest wants to make me happy, right? Otherwise, why should I listen to you?"

Xiao Xingchen pondered for a moment what this person meant, his mind seemed to explode, and he twisted his body to get rid of it——Is Xue Yang trying to please him?

Xiao Xingchen only felt that his blood was about to surge.The more the man squeezed his head in, the more he couldn't hold himself back and wanted to fall backwards, so he had no choice but to support one hand behind him to prevent himself from falling down, while the other was still resisting in the middle, unable to move forward. Get over that hurdle in your heart.

Xue Yang felt bored, let go of Xiao Xingchen with a mutter, and was about to let him change his clothes, but the Taoist council misunderstood him, and before Xue Yang stood up, Xiao Xingchen grabbed Xue Yang's hand, For fear that he would harm others: "What are you doing! Don't kill people! I, I..."

I am obedient.Xiao Xingchen was as thin-skinned as Shengxuan, and he definitely didn't have the guts to continue talking.

But Xue Yang didn't care, he just teased: "What are you? You just keep talking."

To make him happy, to keep him steady, what can I do?Xiao Xingchen pursed his lips, turned his head to one side, and with a sudden heartbreak, he tore off his shirt with one hand, exposing one shoulder.He bit his lower lip tightly, his face was already flushed.Xiao Xingchen was stuck in his throat, and said in a choked voice: "...Chengmei, don't go." Knowing that if he was not careful, he might kill Zichen and Ajing, and even kill more villagers, the Taoist couldn't help but be extra careful, he carefully Breathing, but still can't help the sadness in my heart.

How to make this person happy, he used to think he could figure it out, but now he doesn't know at all: "...It doesn't matter if you want candy, or anything else, as long as you don't kill people, I... can do anything."

I don't want to let myself kill, I don't want to let myself kill—the humble request, the flustered look, and even such a feminine and dissolute posture, none of them are for me?He has clearly reached this point, yet this Taoist is still so caring about others and inconsiderate of himself, is his idiotic dream of saving the world still unbroken?

That day Xiao Xingchen eradicated the evil spirit for Qian Jiazhuang, because the evil spirit did not reveal its body, and its actions were as hard to trace as the wind, and it was accidentally hit by the evil spirit, and it was difficult to stand up for a while.When the villagers saw this, all of them had ferocious expressions, fear and anger, crying, "Don't hurt me, kill that blind man, he has a high level of cultivation, he is a great man", and cursed, "You trash!" There are also Taoist priests who have not rolled up yet."

When Xue Yang arrived, Xiao Xingchen drove his meager spiritual power amidst such filthy crying and cursing, desperately protecting these people.

Then, Xue Yang took the lair of the monster itself.

The next day, he used the pretext of going to the market to massacre the entire Qianjiazhuang with the name of disaster.

Yes, I am most annoyed by his appearance.Since you are willing to degrade yourself for these self-preserving idiots, then I don't have to be polite!

"Xiao Xingchen... I hate you for being so proud!" Xue Yang gritted his teeth and cursed, then raised his head and viciously grabbed Xiao Xingchen's pale lips, sucking and grinding almost like biting.The tongue took advantage of the gap to pry open Xiao Xingchen's teeth, greedily depriving the already thin air in the Taoist's body, and soon there was a fishy-sweet blood between the lips and teeth.Xue Yang domineeringly pulled away Xiao Xingchen's arm supporting his body, allowing him to fall on the bed weightlessly. The hand that was originally around Xiao Xingchen's waist kept making strange movements, slipping into the half-loomed clothes of the person, Blue and purple handprints were squeezed out on the thin waist, as if to leave an indelible mark, "... This is how you please me, and the disciples under Baoshan Sanren are also like this Qin Louchu You look like a woman with fireworks in the restaurant?...Xiao Xingchen, I really... love you so proudly!"

Xiao Xingchen fell on the couch, his back hurting from the bump on the bed.The movement of Xue Yang's hand on his waist made him sad, as if he was about to cut him off by the waist.Xiao Xingchen's mind was dizzy due to lack of oxygen, and he couldn't breathe, so he could only hum from his nasal cavity. The thick nasal sound was somewhat lazy, and Xue Yang's expression darkened.

Xue Yang left Xiao Xingchen's lips, and said in a harsh tone, "Prince Daoist, take the initiative."

Xiao Xingchen's body was paralyzed in Xue Yang's arms, and now that his spiritual power was sealed, he was like fish on a chopping board.If his eyes are still there, then his eyes must be empty and lifeless.

Xiao Xingchen didn't seem to care about Xue Yang's harsh words anymore, he pursed his lips after hearing the instruction, so he had no choice but to support himself, pulled the man closer with one hand, and kissed the man's lips tremblingly.The movements are very stiff, I don't know if it's shame or fear, or both.Xiao Xingchen kissed a few times, but because his body was too weak, he fell back heavily.He felt himself crying, and felt a sore nose. The white silk was stuck to his face, and the blood-stained cloth became two bloody holes. He didn't care about it, he just wanted to end this nightmare quickly.He didn't know anything about it himself, and he didn't know what other extraordinary things this person was going to do, so he couldn't help feeling nervous and afraid.

At this moment Xue Yang is at the end of his strength.The bloodthirsty instincts all rushed to the lower body, gathered and piled up, and swelled up bit by bit.

As long as he is such a Taoist, a piece of candy can tie himself to Yicheng for several years; a sentence of anger can make him hide his murderous thoughts and enjoy the fireworks of the world with him peacefully; a young kiss can make his brain roar desire swept over.This was something Xue Yang didn't want to admit. His hatred for Xiao Xingchen's relentless pursuit across three provinces seemed to be just a thin layer of cocoon. Something had been dormant under this layer of cocoon for a long time, and was about to burst out of its chrysalis.

Xue Yang didn't want to respond to the wooden Taoist, so he grabbed the tail of the white silk with one hand and pulled it hard, exposing the Taoist's empty eyes to the air.Xue Yang thought that there should have been a pair of eyes full of water vapor in the eye sockets with raven lashes, but now there were only two empty holes of blood left, and there was an uncontrollable killing intent in his heart, wishing to kill that song Lan Lingchi.

Now that he was depressed, he could only vent his anger on Daozi, Xue Yang grabbed one end of the white silk, and raised Xiao Xingchen's wrists above his head to tie them tightly.Xiao Xingchen's exposed collarbone aroused Xue Yang's bloodthirsty pleasure. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked up the deep collarbone fossa. There were crystal water stains all the way, and finally sucked lightly on the earlobe.

Xue Yang paused for a moment, a smile appeared on his brows, he squeezed his throat, and changed into the voice of a little friend from before, and poked his lips on the Taoist's ear hole: "Taoist, you smell so good... ...The candy you gave me this morning just broke, what should I do? You gave it to me, and I haven't eaten it yet..." There seemed to be some crying in the words, and the eyes were sore, as if it was true immediately. There will be tears falling.

The soreness in his nasal cavity pulled Xue Yang back from the role of Xiaoyou, the treacherous smile that had disappeared for a moment returned to his face, the hand that had not been taken out of the person's clothes moved again, the elbows circled the person's waist, and the fingertips rubbed against the person Gently fiddled with the dogwood on the chest, and said insistently: "...Taoist priest, tell me, what should I do?"

Xiao Xingchen's hands were pinned to the top of his head, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. Xue Yang's hair brushed against his skin, and it was a little itchy.The wet touch flowed on the side of the neck, Xiao Xingchen felt extremely ashamed when he thought of the man's actions now, his pale cheeks were blushing, and he turned his head to the other side.But when the old voice came to his ears, Xiao Xingchen froze, and turned his head involuntarily: "Chengmei...ah!" Hearing that person's voice made his heart ache, and Xiao Xingchen even wanted to reach out to hug him. He was still thinking about that voice, but Xue Yang's finger picked it up.Xiao Xingchen forcibly choked back a groan.

what is that!Xiao Xingchen didn't know how to react to this strange touch, he just felt very awkward, the itchy feeling spread from his nipples, he couldn't help taking a breath, trying to stabilize the tingling tongue, and said softly: "You If you still want it, I'll just give you another one...don't move anymore...get your hands away!" He bit his lower lip, his whole body was awkward, and he tensed his body to avoid it.Even though he agreed to Xue Yang, the voices of resistance in his head became louder and louder, "Don't... move me... Woo..." came out a tiny voice, and was swallowed into a painful moan.Shame told him to run quickly, but concern for other people's lives pinned him to the bed, preventing him from escaping.Xiao Xingchen had no choice but to hold back his grievances, clenched the crumpled mattress with both hands, and tried his best to suppress his shattered self-esteem.

Xiao Xingchen's resisting gesture pierced Xue Yang's vision, which was very eye-catching.Xue Yang's two fingers mercilessly pulled up that poor spot, rubbed it, and when it hardened slightly, he pressed down hard again, making it red from bullying.With the other hand, he inserted the extra part of the white silk into the hollow at the head of the bed and fastened it tightly. His eyes wiped the person under him dry, and finally stopped on another pink little girl on the person's chest through the thin lining. Point.

He wants me to stop, he resists me, he disgusts me... well, since it's like this anyway, then I can act more like Xue Yang in his heart.

Xue Yang's eyes dimmed, he opened his mouth to cover the breast milk that had escaped, and sucked it slowly, making a sound of "papa papa", and Xiao Xingchen's white clothes fainted with water marks, gradually becoming The transparent, pink milk grains are hazy and obscene: "... Daoist, I found it. The sugar is here. It's sweet."

Xiao Xingchen couldn't hear such shameless words, he pressed his head on his chest with his hands and refused, panting, "Woo...shut up!"

Stop talking, stop licking.

With one free hand, Xue Yang stroked the person's back like a goose feather, picked off the last layer of clothing that was in name only, and gently wiped the person's tailbone like plucking a string.The knee was lifted up, rubbing against the lower body of the person, the knee was icy cold, just in sharp contrast to the hot thing.

Xiao Xingchen was shocked, his face pale: "Xue Yang, what are you doing!"

Xue Yang could feel Xiao Xingchen's lower body starting to harden gradually, and his beating meridians hit his kneecaps, and he chuckled, the meaning of humiliation in his words was reduced a lot, and it was much softer, still full of the sweet smell of a little friend : "...The Taoist priest must have never done this. You know, I have been thinking about it for many years, and I have been looking forward to this day... Taoist priest, I love you, okay?"

The legs were suddenly pushed away, and the weak part of the lower body was pushed by the man's knees, Xiao Xingchen didn't dare to move, and stood there stiffly, with his legs tightly clamping the man's body, for fear that the man would make any further moves.A chill climbed up the back of the spine, and the irritating feeling made him blush: "Not good...no..."

Something changed in my lower body, and I was leaning on the man's knee.

As a man, Xiao Xingchen knew this kind of reaction very well, but the more excited the reaction was, the more frightened he was. He didn't know what that demon would do to him.A sense of powerlessness swept through his heart, and the hotness on his chest extended to the unspeakable part of his lower body.He has cultivated for many years and has never been involved in sexual matters, but this restless feeling is so painful that he instinctively wants to relieve it; but in front of this lunatic, how can he show a weak posture? How can the strictly abided by rules be broken as soon as they are broken?

The unknown fear in his heart messed up Xiao Xingchen's mind, his tightly bound wrists rubbed against each other uneasily, his skin was torn by the tightly bound white silk, and he ached from the friction from the struggle.The eyes were not covered by the white silk, and the blood and tears at the corners of the eyes were exposed in the air. "Xue Yang..." Xiao Xingchen's voice trembled, and he felt the pain in his heart as if tens of thousands of steel needles had been pierced into his chest: What was in that man's heart, did he have any weakness?That innocent and kind look in the past, it's really good to pretend...

His mind was in a mess, his eyes, which were not covered by the white silk, were bleeding, and he slid wantonly onto the bed, staining the blue-gray sheets red.

The familiar smell of blood diffused, mixed with the smell of burning charcoal, making people dizzy.Xue Yang let go of Xiao Xingchen's already swollen spot, and when he looked up, there were two bloody tears again.

The Taoist called his name, showing unprecedented fear and resentment toward him—the pain and hatred that only belonged to Xue Yang, caused by Xue Yang alone; just like in the past, the Taoist fell ill on the couch with a cold body, only slightly lighter than his little friend Say "I'm here" softly, and then you can sleep in peace - that belongs to the little friend, and only he can give Xiao Xingchen the tender warmth.

Why can he have it and I can't?

Xue Yang's voice returned to its original appearance, it was much deeper and hoarse than before, but it possessed a decadent beauty that could stir up water waves, and a seductive sexy meaning.He slowly approached Xiao Xingchen's face, and said softly: "...Xiao Xingchen, don't cry..." Finally, he dropped his lips and kissed the bloody side of the person's cheeks, and the salty smell that seeped into his mouth from his lips stung his taste buds. Xue Yang felt a pain in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to say something comforting, but because this dangerous thought was contrary to his original intention, he changed the topic again and raised the corner of his mouth, "It's too early to cry now, too early ..."

While trembling, Xiao Xingchen felt the softness on his face, and he felt better for a while.However, he couldn't turn over in such a situation, and he breathed a sigh of relief as he moved away from the strange legs between his crotches.

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