blood sacrifice

The elf king's breathing became more and more heavy, and the frequency became short due to the emotional waves.

Liao Feng knew that he was too abnormal today. Ever since he intercepted Rong Ye according to his plan, the development of things was beyond his imagination, and his emotions became more and more difficult to control even himself.If you talk about what is the most annoying thing for him today, after careful calculation, it is the way Rong Ye was looking around just now!

He knew what Rong Ye was looking for, and it was because he knew that he was furious. He was a majestic elf king, who was around him, who was his turn, did he need others to comment? !

Originally, I just wanted to see Rong Ye's life and death, and by the way, tell him some interesting news early, and wait for him to completely give up and obey him before waking up the sleeping demon, but...

But he actually started to care about Rong Ye's thoughts. What does this mean? Liaofeng is not stupid, nor is he slow. .

"Admiration?" The Elf King smiled instead of anger. Since the other party disgusted him sincerely, he naturally had to go back disgusted. "So maybe I will go straight to the point and maybe it will be more satisfying for you."

"Theme?" Rong Ye asked subconsciously. Based on what he knew about Liao Feng these days, he didn't think he would be so kind.

"Hey, you saw it too," said the Elf King, pretending to be pitiful, pouted at the pile of fine powder, "It took me a lot of effort to find a woman I like, and I wanted to have a good time and relax today. Yes, but it turned out to be messed up by you—"

While speaking, the Elf King stretched out his hand, and frivolously lifted Rong Ye's chin, forcing him to look back into his own eyes. The bright golden eyes slowly approached with an extremely ambiguous expression, and the beautiful face reached the two sides. They stopped when they could clearly feel each other's breathing: "Tell me, should you give me some compensation?"

The coming wind and rain made Rong Ye break out in a cold sweat. With such a straightforward tone and intimate manner, there seems to be no caress on the cheeks and fingertips, and there are bright golden eyes full of lust, even if they don't -jing- People and things can also clearly feel his naked courtship.

Rong Ye is no stranger to such eyes, the first time he saw such an expression was in the eyes of that monster that night that changed all his cognition.

What is even more strange to Rong Ye is how things are going in this direction. He never thought that his body as a man could make other men flock to him. He has not been so narcissistic yet But this person's behavior and emotions are inexplicable, as if, as if something in the void is forcibly pulling them together, Rong Ye can't help frowning.

Rong Ye can feel this way, as the king of the elves, Liao Feng will not be there, but there are too many elves, and he has been paralyzed for too long. Maybe one day when Qian Fan is exhausted, he will react, but it is not right now. .

Rong Ye stretched out his hand, and unceremoniously patted off the slender white palm that was constantly rubbing against his cheek: "Please open your eyes wide, I am a man, if you are not awake, please get up and turn around, walk seven steps and then go back to sleep." Turn left, walk slowly and don't see you."

Even though his teeth were itchy with anger, he had to pretend to be calm.If there is even the slightest panic, it means that even the last possibility of negotiation is lost.

"Oh, I don't think of you as a woman. If one or two women are as tough and uninterested as you, I'd rather not get close to sex." The Elf King squinted his eyes, full of ridicule, "It's just a matter of interest." It’s just to find someone to send xie, and you are the only one around who can move, so I have to use it along the way.”

Of course, what Liaofeng didn't say was because Rong Ye's identity, whether it was the identity of the God of War in the previous life, or the identity of the Mozun's beloved, he didn't mind using any method to make the biggest enemy disgusting, let alone this method He can feel comfortable, so why not do it.

Saying that, the Elf King stretched out his hand to stop Rong Ye, and Rong Ye leaned back and sat on the wooden chair behind him lightly, drinking the cold tea as usual.

"If you just want to insult me ​​and disgust me, congratulations, your goal has been achieved. Now I can't wait to find a big pot to spit out last year's New Year's Eve dinner."

"Did someone say that your pretending to be calm like this is very annoying?" The one-handed move actually caught the air. Although he didn't use all his strength, he did not expect that Rong Ye would escape, or even jump off. The Elf King was neither angry nor angry. , approaching each other with a smile on his face.

"It's my honor to be hated by you." Rong Ye responded without thinking.If it comes to real swords and guns, Rong Ye certainly knows that he is the meat on the chopping board, but if it is to talk about sarcasm, he is used to seeing the cruelty of the world since he was a child, and he is also used to hearing harsh words that are better than knives. After years of immersion, he has already become familiar with it.

However, Rong Ye is not submissive. He has been in a high position for many years, and the elf king is naturally used to seeing all kinds of things in the world. He doesn't pay attention to this little trick.

"But I always do as I please with the things I hate." He still had a gentle and harmless smile on his face, but Liao Feng's movements were also quite different.

He quickly took Rong Ye into his arms, without the slightest tenderness and tenderness, instead he was rude and domineering, as if what he was carrying in his hand was nothing more than a rag, regardless of Rong Ye's struggle and resistance, Liao Feng got up and went to the brocade couch go.

The sudden action caught Rong Ye off guard. He thought it was just a verbal confrontation, and at worst he was beaten up by this elf king who came out of nowhere. He has not experienced this before, so he has already mentally prepared , but things obviously did not develop in the direction he thought!

The originally calm demeanor was lost due to Liao Feng's movements, he overturned the tea gu in shock, and coughed from the choking of the tea.Only after recovering from his breath, he felt a stiff back behind him, and the world spun in an instant.

The golden pupils in front of his eyes are full of coldness, cruelty and desire are intertwined, as if what he sees at this moment is just a utensil that can be rounded and flattened at will, and there is a curve on his lips that looks like a smile but not a smile.Underneath was a cold and silky brocade quilt, and the touch of the fine fabric completely disintegrated Rong Ye's pretense of composure.

Liaofeng put his hands on both sides of Rong Ye, restraining the struggle in his hands, supported the center of gravity of his body with one leg, and pressed down Rong Ye's resisting legs with the other, firmly clamping him to the bed so that he could not move.

Fuck, what is going on! !

Rong Ye couldn't help spitting secretly, Mou Zu struggled with all his strength, in Liao Feng's eyes, it was like an ant trying to trip an elephant, it was not worth mentioning at all!

Astonished, surprised, embarrassed, looking at the indifferent and calm face below him, thousands of vivid expressions flashed, Liao Feng was very satisfied, bent down, and kissed like a reward, but because of Rong Ye's avoidance, he only kissed. To the profile.

The delicate touch passed over the lips, and a faint, inexplicable smell made Liaofeng a little distracted.There are countless men and women around Liaofeng, but he has never had such a feeling, it is hard to describe, because it has never happened before, so Liaofeng takes all this as a special existence for him, since it is special, he has subordinates and enemies by his side , have bed companions, have slaves, but only have no friends and lovers, you can't do these things with friends, then there is only one option left.

Liaofeng thought he had found the answer, and commented with great satisfaction: "It tastes good."

With an ambiguous murmur in his ears, and spraying all the warm breath into his ears, Liaofeng could clearly feel that the person under him stiffened involuntarily for a moment.

Liaofeng was extremely satisfied with this.

Scattered layers of golden sand covered most of the light. In the colorful tent, it was dim and hazy, with a faint fragrance floating, and the overlapping and intertwined figures were extremely ambiguous.

The momentary stiffness, Rong Ye did not resist, but in that short moment, many unreal things suddenly appeared in front of him, layer upon layer, similar scenes, but it was not the person in front of him, or the scene in front of him disappeared completely Now, all the senses are full of humiliation and pain, and it is also a strong arm hugging oneself tightly, but calling other people's names.

someone else's name...

What is it? ...

Rong Ye frowned, he couldn't hear clearly, there were too many things and too much confusion, he couldn't see or hear clearly!

Everything that happened next in the illusion seemed to be foreseeable, and Rong Ye suddenly recklessly resisted fiercely. Even if he knew that all this was futile, he absolutely could not sit still! !

Rong Ye's resistance with all his strength surprised Liao Feng, and the sudden increase in strength made him break free from Liao Feng's shackles. Caught off guard, Liao Feng was almost overturned, and he staggered to one side.

It's a rare opportunity, even if it's just for a moment, but Rong Ye's thoughts at this time are fundamentally chaotic, and he doesn't even know whether he has broken free from Liaofeng's confinement, but relying on instinct, he realized that the weight on his body seems to have lightened , So he stumbled and was about to get out of bed, but he was caught back again before taking a few steps.

Liaofeng didn't know what it means to be sympathetic to the fragrance and cherish the jade, not to mention that in his eyes, Rong Ye's position has always been his enemy's weakness, a handle that can be firmly grasped in his hands to kill the opponent.

The original warmth disappeared in an instant because of the resistance. Liao Feng, who had never been so offended by anyone before, had a tinge of violence in his eyes. Punching on the opponent's stomach, if he hadn't controlled his strength in consideration of the opponent's fragile body, Rong Ye might have been punched right now!