blood sacrifice

The pain on his body was not as excruciating as before. The sudden force on his hands made the unprepared Rong Ye stagger, and he stretched out his hand to greet his lover. Ling Xu was content to enjoy the warm body in his arms, and his breath. The familiar light and cold fragrance.

The sudden scorching breath startled Rong Ye. Although he didn't believe that anyone could hurt Ling Xu, but when he entered the door and saw the two entangled together, he felt unreasonable anger burning, but he couldn't help worrying when he saw his too pale face After placing his mother in place, he came out and wanted to see his situation before he had time to take a closer look. He didn't expect him to be deceitful. Not only did he look as usual and move freely, but he also had time to tease himself lightly!

Rong Ye couldn't help jumping up and down, and suddenly pushed Ling Xu's embrace away: "If you have the strength to think about this, don't pretend to be dead on the ground."

He left a sentence lukewarm and went to the back room to check on his mother's situation.

No matter how calm and indifferent he pretended to be on his face, two blushes appeared uncontrollably on his white jade-like cheeks, Rong Ye couldn't help cursing himself for being useless, when would a hug from Ling Xu make him so abnormal.

Ling Xu didn't stop Rong Ye from breaking free in the slightest, on the contrary, he was full and looked like a cat who stole sex. Although he lowered his head and pulled his head together, he squinted his eyes and hooked his lips, and stretched out from time to time. Sweeping his tongue over his lips, he followed Rong Ye into the back room with a docile and harmless appearance.

Sit on the side of the wooden bed and help the woman up, put a soft pillow on the back of her waist to let her lean on the head of the bed, crushed the herbal medicine and handed it: "Drink the medicine first, this can clear away the remaining demonic poison in your body."

The woman took the medicine bowl, and the bitter taste made her raise her eyebrows slightly.

Rong Ye carefully watched the woman's every move, hesitated to speak.

"Xiaoye, if you have something to say, you might as well speak it out." Concentrating on drinking the bitter herbal medicine, the gentle and sweet voice remained the same, but it was less vicissitudes and more clear, but the same tone and address made Rong Ye's eyes shine.

"Mother!" Rong Ye was so excited that he grabbed the woman's arms, "Is it really mother? Haven't you already..."

Thinking of her mother's death, her dark eyes couldn't help dimming a bit: "Why are you here now, and..." After looking up and down, his eyes finally stayed on the sharp ears, "Your age and ears..."

"I don't know about this either," the woman said with a puzzled look on her face, "I was already here when I woke up, and I don't know why my body became like this... I saw that the sky was getting late, and I just opened my eyes. There is a city, I wanted to go in and inquire about it, but I didn't expect..."

The woman glanced at Ling Xu, who had been standing quietly by the side, and felt aggrieved when she thought of her unbearable and embarrassing situation when the two first met, and her dark golden pupils were full of water vapor.

Looking coldly at Rong Ye's greetings to a strange woman, Ling Xu cared so much that Ling Xu just wanted to stab her with a sword, especially when he heard the woman brazenly calling her "Xiao Ye" with an intimate tone, but his lover didn't feel any disgust at all. Said that he accepted it with joy, seeing the two of them look like a loving mother and a filial son, Ling Xu was even more puzzled.

He had probed the woman's consciousness a long time ago, and he was not puzzled if he couldn't tell her own origin, but he had to be alert because he looked familiar with Rong Ye.

Even if she is really Rong Ye's mother, even if they were so close, but she obviously has no memory at this moment, but she looks nostalgic and emotional at this moment.

Ling Xu's thin lips slightly raised a cruel and bloodthirsty arc.

Seeing that the two of them were ignoring him more and more, looking like they couldn't stop chatting more and more vigorously, Ling Xu stepped forward without any warning, and landed a knife cleanly.

"Mother!" Rong Ye was startled, and supported the woman's limp body, "What do you mean?!"

Rong Ye's calm and alienated glance made Ling Xu's tongue tangle, who had thousands of reasons to excuse him: "I...she..."

His eyes glanced at the unconscious woman, and the gloomy look was fleeting: "She is weak and needs to rest."

Rong Ye was startled, his black eyes were clear, the corners of his mouth pulled out a self-deprecating arc, he carefully settled his mother, smoothed his hair, covered him with a thin quilt, carefully tucked his back, turned around and signaled Ling Xu to come out .

Carefully closing the wooden door without making a sound, the two walked into the hut opposite this room one after the other.

The cool night wind poured in from the large open window, blowing up Rong Ye's fine short hair on his forehead, blowing Ling Xu's blue cloak fiercely, and even the seemingly solid wooden door creaked.

"I promise you, as long as I can save my mother..." Rong Ye faced Ye Feng, still standing in front of Ling Xu with his back turned.

He raised his hand and unbuttoned the neckline without hesitation, his calm and indifferent look disintegrated on his uncontrollably trembling fingers.

He tore off the robe and threw it at the foot of the bed. The slender and graceful muscles were strong but not rough, and the back and waistline as clean and flawless as white jade leaked out.

Turning around calmly, a pair of delicate jade bowl-like clavicles are buckled upside down on the shoulder blades, and the small and exquisite pale pink dogwood dotted on the smooth textured chest, budding alone in the night wind as if endearing loveliness.

Ling Xu's eyes were stunned by the beautiful scenery that he had been dreaming about for thousands of years. His eyes seemed to be rooted in Rong Ye's body, and he couldn't move an inch. His throat slid and swallowed instinctively. For a while, he just stared blankly and couldn't move.

Rong Ye met Ling Xu's eyes full of desire without any surprise, not surprised or self-deprecating, on the contrary, there was a trace of relief in the depths of his heart, his ink eyes were as bright as the moon and as light as water: "I will give you this body, what do you want?" No matter what, from now on... can we settle the matter?"

Although he admits that he has a special affection for Ling Xu, he has to be afraid, every time he sees Ling Xu being extremely nervous and caring for him, every look and every movement makes Rong Ye feel gratified but terrified.

I always think how precious it is for a person who is willing to pay so much for himself, even if it is only a slight change of expression, but the more he is like this, the more he can't control his worries. No more threads, if the game in the sky is over and everyone returns to their respective positions, from then on, humans and devils will go their separate ways...

Every time I think about it, there will always be inexplicable strong suffocation and pain, which is indescribable, as if this painful tearing has long been buried deep in the soul, and has become an inseparable part of his life, or it has already hinted that this is fruitless marriage.

It's not that Ling Xu doesn't understand his mind, but instead of falling in love with him in exchange for the pain that is already doomed in the dark, it's better to just be dew-water-love-fate in exchange for even a moment of joy in his body... …

Since he wanted it, but it was just a skin, he gave it to him...

Ling Xu, who originally had a face full of love and longing, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, who was ready to go but tried his best to endure and erode the last of his sanity, was instantly cold when he heard the words, his blue eyes were gray and dead, and his beautiful face seemed to be necrotic in an instant Generally can not see the slightest emotion.

Looking directly into the dark eyes with a calm face, waiting quietly as if unbelievable and wanting to be confirmed, but it is a pity that there is still no response for a long time.

I don't know whether it was Ye Feng's coldness or Ling Xu's momentary indifference, which caused Rong Ye's body shivering slightly when exposed to Ye Feng and Realization.

"Although I don't know what else can be repaid, but since I don't want it, then forget it." Ignoring Ling Xu's sharp and cold gaze because of his own words, he walked to the bed in relief, picked up his robe and put it on, and made a gesture of asking for it. leave.

The moment I passed by Ling Xu's house, a bitterness crept into the corner of my eyes, as long as I give sincerely, as long as I treat each other sincerely, how can such words not be hurt? !How can you not be indignant when your mind is so misinterpreted and measured by such power? !

This temperature, this affection, this breath should be the last time I felt it, and the next time I meet someone as arrogant as him, even if he beats himself to ashes and melts the night, he won't be surprised at all.

It's just that compared to the unforeseen love that is about to get out of control, he is more willing to use this method to end the infatuation that was born inexplicably due to a too chance encounter but persists as if it can burn everything in the world...

After the momentary dizziness, there was a dull pain in the back of the head, and the darkness in front of his eyes made him dizzy. When Rong Ye came back to look at it carefully, he was already restrained by Ling Xu and couldn't move an inch.

Lying on the bed, the skirts that hadn't closed in time slid to the sides, revealing the white jade-like bare chest of the upper body, both hands were tightly held above the head by Ling Xu's single hand, and both legs were used one by one by Ling Xu The legs are pressed.

Ling Xu, who had been expressionless just now, now has an evil face in front of Rong Ye, the corners of his lips can't hide the bloodthirsty hostility, and there are waves of waves in his deep blue eyes. The red ripples seemed to want to eat the person in front of him immediately.

"Liangqing?" The deep magnetic voice seemed to be bewitching from the depths of hell, luring the most innocent souls in the world to degenerate and rot. He slightly tilted his head to Rong Ye's ear, and sprayed the scorching breath on his neck. sensitive skin.

Eagle-like eyes fixedly stare at the prey that he has no power to fight back and can only let himself play with him at will: "What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? I just want to use it overnight?" Sneering mockingly, "Did you think highly of you, or underestimate me?"

Unable to tremble and tremble, because of the unbearable itching on the neck, and even Ling Xu's instant transformation into bloodthirsty and ferocious.

"Ling Xu..." Uncertainly speaking, he wanted to call back some of Ling Xu's rationality, but Rong Ye didn't know that his trembling and melodious voice at this moment made Ling Xu even more crazy.

"I don't want it?" As if recalling something, Ling Xu chuckled to himself, and the deep laughter echoed deceptively, "Who said I don't want it? I want to hug you like this in my dreams, every day, Day-day-I want, every night, I want you to never leave me!"