The scumbag brother is finally accepted

In the dark and cold prison, the blood was ticking, and the cold wind in the airtight forbidden room was killing his ears.The Stone Demon was bound by shackles, his head bowed dying, blood dripped from his forehead along his cheeks, and fell into the pool of blood under his feet.

Suddenly the black mist suddenly rose, and Lu Qingyuan appeared from the mist, striding towards the stone demon with his head held high, his eyes were fierce, and just one look could kill someone.When he was about to approach, a group of black shadows suddenly descended from the sky, and countless blood bats were arranged layer by layer between him and the stone demon.He spread his wings, nodded non-stop, and muttered in his mouth, as if imitating the appearance of ordinary people kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Lu Qingyuan stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at the bloody bat under his feet, and said with a sneer, "You want to protect him?"

The blood bat continued to nod its head and flap its wings, chattering and chattering like boiling hot water.

"Okay." With a wave of Lu Qingyuan's sleeve, the shackles on the Stone Demon's body snapped off, "There will be another time, and I will never forgive you lightly."

As soon as the words fell, the proud figure had disappeared into the black mist.The blood bat fluttered its wings, landed on his head, and pecked his head a few times like a woodpecker, complaining:

"Chick, chirp, chirp!"

The Stone Demon, who had already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, raised his head with difficulty, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said gratefully: "Hey, silly bird, you are so kind."

It has been half a month since he escaped that day, and the wound on Shen Mengzhuang's chest has healed.However, the bloody scene of that day is still vivid in my mind, the messy bed, the messy floor, the scarlet desk, and the suffocation of the imminent death, all seem like yesterday.

He didn't remember how he woke up, it seemed like he woke up with a start, a nightmare, a teenager who disappeared.Waking up and falling into the absurd again, falling from one nightmare to another.Until his whole body was bruised and dirty, stained with the breath and traces of another person.

Day after day, that's all.

Since that encounter, he also understood that death is just a moment, and it is just a little more blood than usual.Thinking about it this way, the fear of death is no longer earth-shattering.Since he is not even afraid of death, what is he afraid of?What else is he afraid of...

Even now, what is he still afraid of?What is he still hesitating about?

What is he thinking?

Messy thoughts are like clouds blown by the wind in the sky, drifting aimlessly, falling in the jungle and falling on the birds.Transformed into a clean and beautiful white feather, it looks very beautiful, but in fact it withers alone in the dark night.

The snake letter swept across every part of Quiniao's body, especially the injured chest. The movements were gentle as if affectionate, licking and kissing, and sometimes booing and warming in Quiniao's ear, like a pair of lovers who are in love.However, the body of the snake wrapped around the bird is constantly tightening, making it difficult for the bird to breathe. The red snake seems to be rubbing the bird into its bones, and even the wound of the bird can only have traces of the red snake.

One night, the two of them were dripping with sweat.Candles flickered on the bed curtain, and the tip of the nose was filled with the fragrance of Duruo flowers.Lu Qingyuan lay on Shen Mengzhuang's chest, looked at the healed scar in front of him, tapped it with his fingers, and said with a little disgust: "It's so ugly, how can there be ugly marks on my brother's body."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and kissed, then raised his hand and took out a silver needle from the black mist, waved it in front of Shen Mengzhuang's eyes, and said with a light smile: "Let me help senior brother look good!"

The silver needle was shining in the candlelight, Shen Mengzhuang stared at the silver needle in front of him, his scalp was numb, the blood all over his body rushed to his head, his nerves were tense, and he said anxiously: "What are you going to do!"

Shaking the silver needle in his hand, Lu Qingyuan pouted, as if innocent, and responded to him naturally, "I'm here to help senior brother."

"Go away!" Shen Mengzhuang sensed the increasingly strong danger signal, "I don't need it."

Like a bird trembling uncontrollably in the embrace of the red snake, from the damp, hot and evil snake letter, every pore of the bird can clearly feel the approaching danger.

Pushing Lu Qingyuan away, Shen Mengzhuang wanted to turn over and get out of bed, but was hugged back by the people behind him.Returning to the position just now, Lu Qingyuan pressed him under him, his hands pressed above his head, and he pulled the hairband on the side to tie his wrists to the head of the bed.

There is no room for resistance, and there is no room for backhand resistance.Shen Mengzhuang was tied up and couldn't move. Lu Qingyuan knelt on both sides of him, bent over his chest, looked at the scar on his chest, as if he was enjoying some rare treasure.

The silver needle punctured the skin, and blood beads gushed out instantly and dripped on the bed sheet.Lu Qingyuan lowered his head and licked the bleeding wound, evoking an excited and charming smile, like a beast that hadn't eaten for a long time catching delicious prey, his red pupils flashed a strange red light, and he laughed uncontrollably: "Brother, Will you engrave my name here?"

"Let go! Come down for me!" Shen Mengzhuang kept twisting and struggling, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board.

Lu Qingyuan was still kneeling on both sides of him, with his hands on his side, his generous figure in the candlelight enveloped the people under him.Lu Qingyuan showed the marks on his chest naked to Shen Mengzhuang, and said proudly: "I have them here too, brother, I miss you so much, so I engrave you here. You engrave me too. Is it okay to miss me forever, okay?"

"Go down!" Shen Mengzhuang was so angry that his whole face flushed. If his hands were not tied at this moment, he really wanted to press Lu Qingyuan on the bed and beat him up, just to vent his anger.Is the body used to practice like this?

The silver needle pierced into the flesh and blood, and slid forward without hesitation, a bloodstain majesticly gushed from the blood to the chest.Shen Mengzhuang gasped in pain, Lu Qingyuan hurriedly came over and sucked on his lips, as if patiently comforting him with a candy, the movements of his hands did not stop.

Seeing the bloodstains gradually become clear, Lu Qingyuan knocked over a jar of honey, as if he added a handful of firewood to the flames jumping in his red pupils, and it was burning crazily at the moment.

"Senior brother, do you love me?" Lu Qingyuan looked at the "Lu" character that had formed on his chest, and the already overflowing love swarmed unstoppably from the gutter in his heart and from the blood in his body. It came out, taking root and sprouting in every pore of his body.If you ask him what Lu Qingyuan is made of, he will tell the world without hesitation, publicize it with great fanfare, and call out without concealment, it is his love for Shen Mengzhuang.

Seeing the person on the bed with his eyes closed tightly, his face pale, and the cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he turned his face away and did not respond.Lu Qingyuan exerted a little force in his hand, and the silver needle got a little deeper, and the blood kept gushing out, staining a large piece of bed sheet under his body red.

"Senior brother, say you love me." Lu Qingyuan leaned over, his forehead pressed against Shen Mengzhuang's, admiring every expression of the person under him distorted by the pain, hurt because of him, and unforgettable because of him.What could be more exciting and blood-fueled than having a loved one remember you forever?Thinking of this, Lu Qingyuan's heart almost exploded with joy.

Closing his eyes tightly not to look at the person pressing over him, Shen Mengzhuang gritted his teeth, feeling annoyed and annoyed, with a hint of shame in his heart.Complicated emotions are brewing and fermenting in my heart, and there are endless origins.

Like the altar of peach blossoms soaked in spring water, the longer they struggle, the deeper they settle, and in the end they can't withstand the passing of time and turn into wasted foam.

The silver needle on his chest got deeper and deeper. With his eyes closed, Shen Mengzhuang could still clearly feel that Lu Qingyuan deliberately slowed down his movements, deliberately stepped on the place that hurt him the most, step by step, like a naughty child stepping on a puddle of dirt, Have to weigh it twice to see if it is stronger.

The snake letter of the red snake licks every inch of the bird's skin, hissing in the ear to bewitch and lure, wanting the bird to open its mouth to accept the forbidden fruit of the red snake.The taboo fruit conceived with love and pain, contaminated with the venom of the red snake, the bird could not struggle, was enveloped by the love that the red snake was proud of, and finally could only cater to its preferences, opening its mouth in vain , recited a cold note.

"I love you……"

"The voice is too low for me to hear, brother, say it again."

The red snake's fangs rubbed against the bird's delicate neck. The sharp fangs pierced the soft skin, and the fangs slowly penetrated inch by inch.The hot blood surging in the bird's veins surrounded the sharp fangs, and the warmth alone was enough to make the red snake bite.Just this pain is enough to tear the bird's heart.

"I love you……"

"No emotion, can you say it again?"

Lu Qingyuan pressed close to Shen Mengzhuang's side face, buried it in his neck, and lightly sniffed the rich aurora flower fragrance on Shen Mengzhuang's body with the tip of his nose, mixed with sweat, like soil mixed with green grass after rain, dispersed in the air.Just the soft panting sound and the fragrant fragrance of flowers lingering at the tip of his nose are enough to make Lu Qingyuan intoxicated and do not know where to go.He was very happy in his heart, so happy that he didn't know what year it was, probably because he liked it too much, he thought to himself.Love it like hell, like it like hell.

The three words "I love you" probably have some kind of earth-shattering magic power, especially when said from the lover's mouth, it is honey so sweet that it hurts the teeth, and it hurts so much that it hurts the heart.However, whether it is honey or sex, as long as it is in the name of love, they are willing to swallow it.If you really want to care about it, turn it over and over again, but it's still those four words, just be willing.

However, how much time will it take to truly understand the meaning of these four words?Willingly, what is willing, what is willing?Whose heart, love for whom?Ten years ago, I didn't really understand it, and ten years later, I may not be able to understand it overnight.Exactly when and how many decades will it take to turn the world upside down, with people coming and going like cars and horses like a dragon, when I suddenly look back, I realize in amazement, oh, it turned out to be willing, not something else any affection.

Seeing the completion of the shocking work on his chest, Lu Qingyuan leaned over and kissed Shen Mengzhuang with a smile on his face, as if rewarding an obedient child, and whispered proudly and proudly: "Brother, after it's engraved, my name will be on the You are in love with me. I am yours and you are mine. We will be together forever and never be separated again. Love me forever!"

The bed sheet under his body was completely stained red, the voice in his ear was faintly visible, Shen Mengzhuang fell asleep before he could hear it clearly.

It was another night of nightmares, and when he woke up, he was the only one left in the hall.Lu Qingyuan left early. Recently, he has been busy all the time, and he doesn't know what he is busy with. He presumably plans to kill all the people somewhere.There is no need to plan, just point and click. With his temperament, he doesn't care about killing an extra city at all. As long as he goes, the result will be the same whoever comes first.

Shen Mengzhuang thought to himself, grabbed the edge of the bed and propped himself up to get out of bed.His head was dizzy, but the wound on his chest didn't hurt anymore. Presumably, Lu Qingyuan had applied medicine to him, and the clothes on his body were also clean. They should have been changed by Lu Qingyuan after he fell asleep last night.

The chains on his ankles are long enough that he can walk freely in the hall.The length seemed to be measured. As soon as he walked to the door, the iron chain stretched and tightened his ankles, and a force pulled him back.

Now it's really a bird in a cage.Shen Mengzhuang lowered his head and gave a wry smile.

At this time in the dark territory, black fog and thick clouds obscured the sunlight, and the ground trembled bitterly, and several huge cracks opened on the ground.Where the Candle Yin Gate was located, the landslides and the ground cracked, and a hurricane swept across the entire barrier.Suddenly there was a shocking explosion, like a flood of beasts going down the mountain, a shadow covering the sky rose from the ground, rising continuously as if to pierce the sky.

The Eternal Night Heavenly Palace goes straight up to the sky, and the entire demon world is mighty and mighty pressing down on the land of the dark realm, domineering like its master, looking down on all beings in the dark realm.As soon as it landed, dozens of cities sacrificed their lives and blood, opening a bloody path for the demon world to crush the city.

The Lord of the Demon Realm, with his own efforts, connected the Demon Realm with the Dark Realm, and the Demon Realm fell over the Dark Realm, overwhelming the city majesticly, as if to show the superior majesty of the Demon Race.From then on, all the resources in the dark realm will be enjoyed by the demons, and the people in the dark realm will be the slaves of the demons forever.

Overnight, countless people died tragically in the Dark Realm, the weak lost their lives, and the strong became slaves of the demon race. With the word "slave" engraved on their faces, they were caught and worked day and night in the demon world.

At this moment, the instigator, Lu Qingyuan, the lord of the demon world, was standing in the eaves, looking at the desperately struggling people under the eaves with great interest, and jokingly said: "I will give you a chance, if you can get within ten miles, I will accompany you!" Have fun."

After finishing speaking, Lu Qingyuan raised his hand and waved his sleeve lightly, and the black mist shot at everyone like a rain of swords.Meng Qingyang and Leng Shanlan teamed up to fight, and Zhong Yan rescued other people who were besieged by the demon army.

The demonic aura is overwhelming, and with one blow, a thousand piles of snow are rolled up like turbulent waves hitting the shore.Meng Qingyang's opened barrier was hard to resist, and several slits opened.Exchanged a look with Leng Shanlan, Meng Qingyang turned around and hid behind the crowd, Leng Shanlan quickly stepped forward.

The strong light in the enchantment is dazzling, making it difficult to see the situation inside.Lu Qingyuan half-closed his eyes and looked at the dying person under his feet, his eyebrows raised slightly, wondering what kind of tricks he was still playing when he was about to die.

Suddenly, the bright light exploded like fireworks, and a sharp sword energy struck from behind. Lu Qingyuan dodged sideways and landed on the other side of the roof.However, before he could stand still, a burst of purple energy suddenly came, and the Demon Killing Sword ruthlessly killed Su Mu.Lu Qingyuan waved his sleeves violently, the black mist blocked the power of the sword, Lu Qingyuan immediately flew back and wanted to land in another corner of the house.Before he landed, another ray of sword light rushed up, and the ultimate move directly locked the gate of life.

The figure whirled around, and Lu Qingyuan's clothes fluttered, dodging the sword attack, and flew to the bamboo forest behind the house.Bamboo branches swayed gently, black mist wrapped around the forest, and blood bats were scurrying through the bamboo forest.

Seeing the three fronts walking side by side, Lu Qingyuan raised one corner of his mouth, his eyes were like an endless night, unfathomable, and said with a smile: "It's interesting."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qingyuan raised his hand slightly, and the black mist gathered above his head, forming a vortex, and the red light shuttled through the black mist like lightning.A moment later, a sword hilt emerged from the black mist, slowly stretching out.

The Misfortune Sword appeared again, the sky was muffled by thunder, and thick clouds rolled.With a slight movement of Lu Qingyuan's finger, the sword light was eerily beautiful, changing endlessly, killing everyone like fine sword rain.

Meng Qingyang and others blocked them with their swords, but their strength was so disparate that they were knocked hundreds of miles away in an instant.The scarlet sword light of the Misfortune Sword was like a rain of blood, and thousands of sword qi turned into sticky blood and sprinkled on the ground.

"So strong." Zhong Yan clutched her chest and thought to herself.At this moment, even if all the capable people in the Dark Realm are assembled, Lu Qingyuan may not be able to defeat one ten-thousandth of it, and that magic sword is even more unfathomable, and it may be difficult to win for a while.

The three of them looked at each other in blank dismay. The bitterness of fighting against each other for several times obviously taught these few who were once proud of the heroes the first lesson in life-withdraw if they can't fight, 36 tactics are the best strategy, so that the green hills will not worry about firewood.

It seems that there is a tacit understanding, and they nod at almost the same time at three o'clock.Afterwards, Leng Shanlan set up an array to cover, Meng Qingyang cleared the demon army blocking the way, and Zhong Yan led the crowd to find a way out.The three cooperated seamlessly and managed to save a life from under Lu Qingyuan's nose.

Seeing that everyone has already fled, they don't even bother to chase after them.In the blink of an eye, Lu Qingyuan disappeared into the treetops, only a faint black mist still filled the sky.

Running wildly all the way, Zhong Yan returned to the Honglin Sect, the injuries in his body could no longer be suppressed, and suddenly vomited a large piece of scarlet, and the juniors were so frightened that they rushed over and shouted senior brother.

"Brother, are you okay!"

"Brother, how did you get hurt so badly?"

"It's okay." Zhong Yan sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and focused on healing her injuries, "Miss Leng is also seriously injured, so let's take that bottle of medicine to her first."

"Yes. By the way, senior brother, didn't you go to evacuate the people of Shijie City? How did you get hurt like this?"

"We met Mozun, and that's the end of our fight with him."

"Ah? The Demon Lord is so strong?" The junior brother opened his mouth in disbelief, "I heard that the current Demon Lord used to be a disciple of Cangxuan, that, that, senior brother, we have met before, with Brother Shen That one, called, called..."

"Lu Qingyuan." Zhong Yan responded with eyes closed.

"That's right, that's him. When I saw him back then, he was still a teenage disciple. He looked very innocent. How could he become a Demon Lord after not seeing him for several years? Can he still seriously injure the senior brother? Is he really so strong? "

Zhong Yan closed her eyes and did not answer.

The younger brother continued: "If he is really that strong, what are you going to do, senior brother? What are you going to do, Master? Can Master and the others beat that Lu Qingyuan? I heard that Lu Qingyuan is even stronger than his own master." Killed. Jishui Town, Fengjian City, and Jianghong City were all killed by him. The method is so cruel, killing people and massacring cities. This is a great hatred. Oh, by the way, big brother, where is that brother Shen? I heard Is he in the Demon Realm now?"

Hearing the name of Shen Mengzhuang, Zhong Yan finally opened his eyes and looked at the chattering junior, his eyes were also full of doubts.

"Eldest brother, can brother Shen not beat Lu Qingyuan? In the battle of the cold dragon, I saw that he was very skilled, and he didn't look like he was very weak. Moreover, no one who cultivated Taoism in the dark world knew the name of Shen Mengzhuang. Eldest brother, how do you Why don't you go to Brother Shen and join forces with him to fight against the enemy?"

Zhong Yan's eyes darkened, as if he was shaken.

The senior brother suddenly thought of something, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he said in surprise: "By the way, senior brother, have you heard that brother Shen and his junior brother became Taoist companions?"

"Never." Zhong Yan frowned slightly, looking at his junior brother.

"I know, I know, I went to inquire specifically, and it seems that the surname is Lu, and he is the last generation of disciples of Xuanqiu. If you think about it this way, isn't it Lu Qingyuan? And when I saw that they behaved intimately back then, now that I think about it, it should be Yes. Senior brother, this is a good opportunity. If Brother Shen and Lu Qingyuan are Taoist couples, you should go to Brother Shen and ask him to persuade Lu Qingyuan not to do evil anymore. He won’t listen to what we say, but brother Shen He should believe it. Senior brother, what do you think?"

Being told by his junior, Shen Mengzhuang seems to be the most suitable person in terms of emotion and reason.Zhong Yan nodded and agreed, "I'll think of a way, maybe it's worth a try."

The Eternal Night Heavenly Palace hangs above the dark place, and at this moment Lu Qingyuan is sitting on the throne of the Miehui Palace, listening to the people in the palace talking endlessly.

The fate of the death seal, Chi Yuan Tong Yuan, he must complete as the master of the demon world, this is also the blood contract concluded between the master of the demon world and the death seal.

It just so happened that what An Puppet was talking about today was precisely this matter. Although Hei Li died, no one knew the specific plan anymore.But the dark puppet looked through the biography of the demon kings of the past day and night, and used to have a clue.

It should use the blood of the living, the soul of the living, and the power of the death mark to break through the barrier.

"How many people?" Lu Qingyuan leaned against the back of the chair, playing with the human skeleton in his hand, and knelt on the dark puppet with his head raised.

"30."

"I will leave this matter to you. Three days later, I will be waiting for you in Stone Steps City."

The dark puppet kneeled and kowtowed, and retreated in response.

The movement of the demon army arresting people in the dark alarmed Zhong Yan and others. It was heard that it was for the demon king's plan to sacrifice 30 living people's blood.

so cruel!So inhumane!Zhong Yan was furious, clenched the sword in his hand, and the veins on his forehead popped out.He must stop such plans, and he must try his best to stop them.However, his strength is no match for the Demon Lord, how to stop him?

Just when he was at his wit's end, the words of his junior brother that day suddenly rang in his ears.Perhaps, Brother Shen has a solution.

After making up her mind, Zhong Yan grabbed the bamboo hat on the table, hurried away, and went straight to the high demon world, intending to find Shen Mengzhuang.