blood sacrifice

Thinking of this, Mozun was no longer dissatisfied, restrained his aggrieved expression, stretched his brows and eyes and raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

From Rong Ye's point of view, this scene was clearly Ling Xu's name, which not only dissipated the haze on his face, but also showed him a bright and bright sun like the sun with his unrestrained and handsome face that was hated by everyone. smiley.

"...you..." Did you mistake the person?

Rong Ye hesitated to speak, and swallowed the words that had come to his lips.

I actually hesitated, or I was afraid. Such an overlord who dominates life and death, with a handsome and unparalleled appearance, and the power to look down on all living beings, but he is the only one who is so inconspicuous. How can he not be afraid? !

I'm afraid that hearing all this is just a misunderstanding, I'm afraid that knowing the temperature of this nostalgia is just a mistake, just because I recognize the wrong person...

So what if it's just tonight?Even if it's just borrowed warmth, Setsuna is fine...

No longer resisting, he relaxed his body and leaned against the man's arms through his rough skin, looking at Ling Xu's shining blue eyes under the candlelight, the peace in his heart was so precious.

Ling Xu, don't lie to me...don't tell me that everything here is just a misunderstanding...

This was the first peaceful night after Rong Ye left the human continent, everything was so peaceful, as if the world had come to a standstill for something.

Even though the evening wind is cold, there is a warmth in my heart that I have never had before. Even if I was in the human continent, even with my mother and Ming, it has never been like this. I don’t need any pretense to think, it’s just so quiet Yes, just sit and watch the time go by, Chunshui Donghua.

The golden sunlight was dazzling on the eyelids. He wanted to turn over to escape but was unable to move because of something heavy on his body. Rong Ye frowned in dissatisfaction but indifferently felt that there was a little moisture between the brows.

After several attempts to no avail, he finally struggled to slowly open his eyes, gathered his mind and tried to dispel the drowsiness.

Looking at the handsome Rongye who was so close at hand, he was stunned for a moment, he frowned and tried to recall, last night's emotions came like a tide.

Last night, the wind was cold and the dew was heavy, but there was only a piece of animal skin and a wooden bed in the house, so they had to share the quilt with the two of them for the night. Although I was the only one who felt helpless, Ling Xu had a face that he couldn't ignore even if he tried his best. I want to try, but it's only limited to the expression, the behavior is pretty good, but I clearly remember that the two of them just lay side by side before going to bed, why at this moment I turned into Ling Xu's pillow? !

Thinking of Rong Ye, his eyes moved down, and after seeing the situation clearly, Rong Ye almost fainted.

Demon Lord Ling Xu has nothing to hide except for the animal skin that was wrapped up reluctantly and reluctantly because of Rong Ye's strong request, and at this moment, Demon Lord, who is curled up and loose because of his indecent sleeping position, is actually almost naked Pasted Melting Night without any scruples.

Guang Luo's muscular, slender arms that contained infinite power were tightly wrapped around Rong Ye's waist, and his slightly tough body was pushed up and half pressed on Rong Ye's body, a pair of tight, slender and powerful thighs squeezed ambiguously Between Rong Ye's legs, the legs had to be slightly separated and entangled with it.

The Demon Lord, who was obviously taller than Rong Ye by more than half a head, hugged him tightly and refused to let go like a coquettish child who found a toy he had wanted for a long time, with his head buried in Rong Ye's neck, from time to time Rubbing lightly as if sleeping unsteadily.

The hot breath sprayed on the sensitive skin of the neck made Rong Ye tremble involuntarily, a few strands of orchid hair slid across the cheeks, and the breeze blew through, leaving a little itchiness.

It was obviously a warm and harmonious scene, but it made Rong Ye even more restless and resistant.

Because of Liaofeng's wanton-play-play-humiliating-humiliating, instinctive aversion to the behavior of being too intimate between the same sex, and it can even be said to be fear, Rong Ye frowned dissatisfiedly, and subconsciously reached out to push him away. This man who didn't know when to bully him, but just as he stretched out his hand, what he could touch was a warm chest with smooth muscles and slightly raised as if it contained infinite power.

Rong Ye was startled, and suddenly withdrew his hand, but the lingering temperature in his hand made Rong Ye have mixed feelings, and he looked at Jun Yan who was close at hand with a complicated expression, and even he didn't know why.

Ling Xu, who was dissatisfied with Rong Ye's rejection, subconsciously tightened the arms around Rong Ye's waist again, making the two of them stick closer together. The feeling of the two naked chests touching each other made Rong Ye extremely uncomfortable. , but this made Ling Xu calm down a bit.

The Demon Lord with long blue hair buried his head deeper into Rong Ye's neck, rubbing back and forth between Rong Ye's neck as if he was satisfied and still expressing his dissatisfaction, spraying his scorching breath on the immature On the skin, the thin lips that were not self-reddened lightly brushed Rong Ye's neck one by one, and his body shivered as if electrified, and the trembling-shiver-tingling-numbing feeling quickly spread throughout the whole body.

It's not like getting along with Liaofeng back then, although I'm still not used to being so close to men or even acting too ambiguously, but I don't know why I have such an abnormal feeling for this man, not only I don't hate it, but I feel horrified because of it move……

The more he thought about it, the more he woke up. Regardless of the man's dissatisfaction, Rong Ye resisted and struggled to get away from Ling Xu's arms, but after several attempts, the two of them became even tighter. As if blending into his flesh and blood, but not a little overbearing...gentle...

Thinking of this melting night, he shook his head violently, wanting to shake off all these inexplicable feelings from his mind one by one. Knowing the disparity in strength, Rong Ye no longer struggled, but looked back at a certain place on the roof again, his eyes were full of indifference and alienation : "Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up."

The voice was very cold, as if he was just a bystander who stayed out of the matter.

Hearing the sound, Ling Xu trembled subconsciously, but did not open his eyes and leave as he said.

Rong Ye was not angry, as if he had expected it a long time ago, and his tone was calm and without ups and downs: "I hate cheating, don't make me hate you."

The faint eyebrows, the faint eyes, the pale lips, and the faint tone of voice are enough to shock the venerable who once made the world bow his head and profess his vassal with cold hands and feet and panic.

The unwilling Mozun opened his blue eyes like a deep pool, full of grievance and panic, like a cheetah that was finally tamed and harmless but was ruthlessly abandoned, lonely and helpless .

But this pair of eyes, coupled with his fit body that makes men feel ashamed, is actually a little weird and funny.

If Rong Ye was a woman, seeing such an expression on this handsome face at this moment, even a hard-hearted man would slap his heart and heart, and then his heart hurts, and then he stepped forward full of guilt to comfort her.

But the truth is always the opposite, Rong Ye is not a woman, and he doesn't bother to see his expression, so he just glanced down and quickly withdrew himself from under the man.

Feeling the lost warmth in his arms, feeling the lingering scent of his lover on his fingertips, the faint musky scent made the venerable who had been extremely aggrieved couldn't help but smile.

Thinking of what I said, I have already embraced him all night, hugging what should be hugged, and kissing what should be kissed just now. Although he was afraid of making him anxious, he dared not take the last step, but at least it was a little satisfied .

Thinking of this, Mozun couldn't help standing up happily, sweeping away the haze of grievances before, and a bright smile of satisfaction bloomed on his face that made the Creator jealous.

Looking back at such a scene, Rong Ye couldn't help but be a little dazed by the bright smile, as if there was a vortex dragging him mercilessly down and unable to extricate himself.

For a moment of stupefaction, there was only a sound of dong, and the handsome man who was smiling just now fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, his face was pale without a trace of blood.

"Ling, Ling Xu?" The tentative low call did not get half a response.

Dark red blood overflowed from the edge of the outline of the back, and the ground was bright red, "Ling Xu!" Rong Ye yelled, but there was still no response.

The two cracks on the back from the shoulder blades to the waist were originally scabs, but at this moment, the flesh turned out as if being torn apart forcefully, and the wounds were ferocious and blood was overflowing.

"Ling Xu...why did you lie to me...you are clearly injured, aren't you?" He murmured softly, not knowing whether he was blaming the man for concealing it or his own failure to investigate.

"What should I do? What should I do now..." The blood gushing out seemed like a flood that broke the embankment, and it wanted to cover it with hands but overflowed from between the fingers, "Who can save him! Who can..."

"Looking at his appearance, he should be from the demon clan," Wen Sheng Rong Ye suddenly turned his head, only to see a rickety old man full of vicissitudes.

"Hehe, young man, don't worry. I just went up the mountain to cut firewood and passed by. When I saw this door was open, I stopped by to have a look." The old man smiled, and his lavender pupils glowed with a radiance that didn't match the years.

"Can you save him? Is there a way?!" Rong Ye asked anxiously.

The old man stepped forward and leaned down to examine the wound carefully for a long while: "His injury is not serious, the wound is deep enough to show the bone, um...however it looks like it's not just a superficial wound..."

Looking at the puzzled eyes of the old man, Rong Ye didn't know how to answer, he couldn't say that he didn't know why Ling Xu suddenly grew a pair of wings and suddenly pulled them off by himself, right?

Seeing the complicated expression on Rong Ye's face, the old man just smiled and didn't look any further: "There is a village of low elves at the foot of the mountain. The low elves grow a kind of herb called Lingjuan grass. This medicine has green flowers and red leaves. The poisonous leaves are bitter and slightly sweet, no matter what kind of wound it is, it can stop bleeding and detoxify, maybe..."