under one roof

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The name Yang Jian called was Yu Mo, the demon king of the Desire Realm.The devil is a special existence in the heaven. They have the highest god position, they are directly appointed by the emperor of heaven, and they preach and accept their karma with graceful singing. class.

According to legend, the Demon King is colorless and formless, and changes in many ways. Except for the Emperor of Heaven, no one knows the real appearance of the Demon King. Yang Jian has only heard of it, but has never seen it.No one answered his words, but the singing was getting closer.

What a lingering piece of music, the woman's voice is like a ghost, humming in an unknown language, slipping in from people's ears, burrowing like bugs in a certain corner of the heart, the itching can't stop live.It not only makes people feel unbearable, but also makes people's blood boil.

Human beings have seven emotions and six desires, and any infinite magnification is infinite karma. Becoming a demon and becoming a Buddha with one thought is the opposite of desire.

Yang Jian was looking for a solution, when Yu Chen, who was supposed to be silent, suddenly took a deep breath, and then let out an inaudible cry.Yang Jian was startled, he was afraid that Yu Chen would be bewitched, so he blocked his five senses, and it was impossible for him to make a sound.He stared at Yu Chen, Yu Chen not only let out a rapid breathing sound, but his body also trembled slightly.Yang Jian squatted down, put one hand on Yu Chen's celestial cover, and chanted a spell.

It's just that the more he is like this, the more anxious Yu Chen's body is torn apart. The singing enters from his ears, eyes, and skin, and penetrates into every cell. He hears it, understands it, and even Responded to this song.

"Yang Jian..." Yu Chen opened his eyes and looked at Yang Jian. His eyes were hazy, and it seemed that he couldn't get the focus right despite his efforts. He could only grab Yang Jian with his hands to confirm his existence, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Yang Jian...I... "

"Don't talk." Yang Jian interrupted him, whispering, "Meditate."

Where did he calm down?If it wasn't for Yang Jian's hand on his head, he would have lowered his head at this moment, and his eye sockets were burned by an unknown temperature. The heat burned all over his body from the inside to the outside, and no place was spared. Even the brain seemed to be burnt out, only one word was burnt out.

miss you.

All kinds of desires are nothing more than the word "thinking". After thinking about it, it is indulgence. You can enjoy all your emotions, anger, sorrow, nose, tongue, body and mind by yourself. This is the difference between human beings and gods.Because whether it is good or bad, it is roughly like this for a lifetime, so why don't you follow your own will?

Greed, appetite, laziness, and sex are nothing more than these, twisted together is an obsession.

Yu Chen's soul is incomplete, he only has one soul and one soul, and he can't control other thoughts, he only wants to get close to Yang Jian blindly, and evil thoughts are about to move.Seeing his appearance, Yang Jian had already guessed about seven or eight points. He was helpless and helpless, so he had to say to Yu Chen: "Be patient, it will be fine in a while."

His magic power has been reduced a lot since he entered the center, even if he concentrates on helping Yu Chen reduce the negative impact of the singing, it will not achieve any effect, it is a bit futile, but it is better than nothing.

Yu Chen's body had already started to shake, his head was burning, and he just wanted to lean against the cold place.He heard what Yang Jian said, and he also wanted to be an obedient person, but the most difficult thing for a human being is to fight against his own desires.Yu Chen was so forced that he had no choice but to push Yang Jian with his remaining rationality, and moved himself to the wall.

The wall is made of metal, and it was cold when it first touched it, but the heat was transmitted instantly, and it couldn't stay there any longer.

"Hot." Yu Chen lay all over the wall, sweat permeated from the lower layer of his skin, and the heat evaporated with the wet sweat into the entire confined and narrow space, driving the overall temperature rise.Yang Jian's five senses were keen, and he noticed this almost instantly. What made him nervous and worried was that there was a bit of fishy sweetness mixed in the hot and humid air in his nose.

It's a bit too much to say fishy, ​​because the smell is not enough to make people hate it. It's not that the belly was ripped open and bloody, but it was only scratched and a little blood oozes out.But it happened that this small wound was broken in the vast ocean, and the shark with a keen sense of smell could smell the delicious food eight hundred miles away.

The sweetness is really sweet, not greasy, like the smell brewed by the spring light sprinkled on the flowers, it is clear and light, but it keeps drilling into the forehead.It mixed with that little bit of fishy smell, it was a perfect match like dry wood and fire, filling every inch of the secret room to the brim, even pushing out two people.

Yang Jian was dazzled for a while, he closed his eyes and took two steps back, and sat down slowly against the wall opposite to Yu Chen.The situation is worse than he imagined, maybe with his ability, he can't even take care of Yu Chen.

After the nose wing slightly expanded, it quickly returned to normal, and Yang Jian straightened out his thoughts a little.It can't be both of them here, he thought, Yu Chen is far less determined than those who have practiced for decades and tried to become immortals, so how could he pass the trial of the devil king?Maybe his attention should not be on Yu Chen, and it would be easier for him to concentrate on himself...better than...

He hadn't thought about the back when rustling sounds came from his ears. He opened his eyes and saw that Yu Chen was ripping off his clothes frantically.

It was winter outside when we came here, the weather was unstable, and Yu Chen was not wearing bulky clothes.He couldn't use his hands very hard, and when he took off the innermost shirt, he wanted to tear it. The button burst and fell to the ground, and rolled in a circle in front of Yang Jian, like a hint.

Due to the loss of physical strength and water, Yu Chen's breathing is no longer as impatient as before, what he inhales and exhales is only so much, it's all hot, with a little bit of thin tongue, sticking to the wall, with the front of his shirt open , looked at Yang Jian stupidly.

Sweat wetted his hair, stuck to his skin tightly, and then flowed down the skin to the ground. He lay down for a long time, and the ground was also soaked in his sweat.Yu Chen's chest rose and fell like a person fished out of the water, and he opened his mouth and let out a voice for help: "Yang Jian, I want... to die..."

Counting carefully, he died once and was near death many times. It seemed that Yang Jian had witnessed him every time, and this time was no exception.The only difference is that before, Yang Jian had planned to try his best to save him, but now, Yang Jian stayed out of the matter.

A certain chord in Yu Chen's brain snapped.

He shook his head sullenly and shook off the sticky pants that were sticky on his legs. The floor was hot from him lying on it, and the air was also hot. There would be no overreaction if the skin of his cock was suddenly exposed.The otaku squatting in the office all year round doesn't like to bask in the sun, his skin is fair, and some of the blood color faded due to the upside-down life habits of day and night, is dyed back under the stimulation of sex.Yu Chen's cheeks were flushed, and several joints on his body were also worn pink. Only one sleeve of the thin shirt was still hanging, and the rest was pressed under his body and stirred into his legs.

Yu Chen touched the abyss of desire through the fabric, the fabric sticking to the skin aggravated the sensory stimulation, and his palm was also very hard, but it was far from enough, and he didn't even taste the sweetness, which made him feel desperate , Greedy excesses also grow out of such despair.

This emotion seemed to have infected Yang Jian, and the flowing smell became stronger and stronger.If it was the spring flowers that just bloomed in April in the world, by now, it may be the early summer that is blooming more and more vigorously.The smell became stronger and seriously disturbed Yang Jian.When he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Chen's back, a smooth downward line from his shoulders to his waist.It suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't seen Yu Chen for a long time, and Yu Chen was very thin due to the ups and downs of life, the butterfly bones were unusually prominent, and even the joints of the spine were exceptionally clear.They cling to the skin tightly, as if a little bit of external force can break the skin.

Yu Chen crossed his legs, and could see a hand moving in it.The insteps of his feet were stretched straight, and after the second class, he pedaled wildly as if he hadn't got anything, and he slammed his hands into fists on the wall, whimpering from his mouth.

"Yu Chen..."

Yang Jian was surprised by his own voice.The smell was too strong, so strong that it almost blocked his nose, he could only open his mouth to breathe as if he was trying to survive, but after opening, what was waiting for him was such a name.Even he himself didn't realize it, and blurted out his body one step faster.

Yu Chen shuddered, and turned to look at Yang Jian, his eyes had lost the meaning of distinguishing, and everything was occupied by inextricable desire.He slowly got up from the ground like a walking corpse, and without the strength to walk, he crawled to the front of Yang Jian with difficulty using all four limbs.Yang Jian sat cross-legged, unable to move.

The dying man in the turbulent waves finally touched the driftwood on which he survived. Yu Chen put his hands on Yang Jian's legs, and stretched his upper body with strength.His chest was worn out, but he didn't care at all. The man in front of him was the source of his desire and seemed to be the antidote to the poisonous gu.He put his trembling hands on the side of Yang Jian's face, his hot and humid breath sprayed on Yang Jian's cold skin, and his head, which could not support himself, rubbed against Yang Jian from time to time, and the sweat all over his body also rubbed against Yang Jian.

Yu Chen's legs had long hooked Yang Jian's waist and sat in his arms without any cover on his body. He didn't dislike the hard floor, but he disliked Yang Jian's armor, and his fingers stuck stubbornly in the gaps to pull it off.Yang Jian was distracted for a moment, and most of his consciousness rushed out like opening the floodgates.He could still distinguish the situation clearly, but his movements were slower than before, and he also added a bit of subjective hesitation in it.

His hands went around Yu Chen's arms, Yu Chen thought that Yang Jian was going to hug him, and happily offered him up, but a sharp electric pain at the back of his neck made him cry out.Yang Jian pinched Yu Chen's cervical spine with two fingers, gritted his teeth and said, "Be sober!"

"It hurts..." Yu Chen felt aggrieved by the word, he looked at Yang Jian with tears in his eyes, Yang Jian's heart was shocked, and suddenly he couldn't bear to treat him like this.The two fingers relieved and pressed on his neck instead.In such a moment of discouragement, Yu Chen leaned against Yang Jian's face and closed his mouth around his earlobe.

This is not a matter that requires too much skill, it can be done instinctively.In fact, Yu Chen has become an animal driven by instinct, and human nature doesn't count anymore.He sucked Yang Jian's earlobe, then kissed down behind his ear, and then turned back to kiss his flawless face.His waist also moved involuntarily, imitating the movement of seeing no evil, but the rhythm was very slow.

This may relieve Yu Chen's anxiety and hunger a little bit, but sporadic raindrops cannot moisten the long-dried land.

Yu Chen was feeling uncomfortable, and Yang Jian was also having a hard time.

He had never been so tense, eager, or even hot.These few words are not enough to describe Yang Jian's situation. He fell into a quagmire, whether he was affected by the singing, the smell, or the twisting snake in front of him. His senses were being touched by others. way to expand.He couldn't use too much ability to restrain himself, and the reason why he could still sit in a stable position was the last bit of self-protection as a god.

He can't be broken by strange desires, he can't be destroyed in front of a mortal, he can't be lost forever.

"Yang Jian...Yang Jian..." Yu Chen chanted his name, his vague voice merged with the singing, like the charm of an ancient banshee, "I beg you...save me..." He still lingered Looking at Yang Jian, he was a little more courageous than before, and knew to kiss Yang Jian's lips.He tried his best to open the tightly closed lips with his tongue, and his pleading flowed out from the delicate skin and flesh.

"give me……"

Yang Jian frowned, and simply closed his eyes, but things backfired.If he doesn't look at it, the shape becomes clearer, and every movement of Yu Chen's fingers touching him is vividly described.Vision instead of touch is even better.Thin sweat oozed from Yang Jian's forehead, and the sweat made the skin transparent, and he could see the taut blood vessels underneath.

He has never seen such a breathtaking monster in his life, and Yang Jian couldn't help lamenting that he was trapped in the world of desire and could not escape.The deepest layer of many complex emotions is fear. He has never been afraid of anything, but he has been afraid of Yu Chen time and time again.Under the fear, buried in the abyss of the black abyss, the content that has never been met before——Yang Jian didn't even dare to think about it.

He closed his thoughts in a barrier that he thought was an impenetrable wall, and he felt that he was invincible.But at some point, strange plants grew inside the barrier.It will not destroy anything sharply, but grows freely, slowly and inconspicuously, even its owner does not know its existence.

The plant is tough, its outline will change according to the shape of the outside, the rhizome will hold the ground tightly, even the hardest rock cannot resist its temptation day and night.The rampantly growing rhizomes scratched open small cracks in the barrier, and those scourges lurking outside rushed in at the right time, leaving no room for relaxation.

Yang Jian is like this. He knows it's impossible, but he can't hold on anymore.

He has a noble status in the heavenly world, even the emperor of heaven can ignore him, and no one can surpass his splendor.But now he is about to be defeated by the devil kings of the Three Realms.

The one who hit him was not some supreme god, nor some extremely evil monster, but himself.

It was his own thought.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, under the dark pupils he was still deliberately suppressing certain emotions, but his hand slipped from Yu Chen's neck to his waist.Yu Chen's skin was wet, slippery and sticky, which made this movement logical.

Yu Chen paused for a second and met Yang Jian's eyes. He seemed to understand something, his legs were twisted tighter, and he offered his lips to Yang Jian without reservation.