After the women's dress, I had an affair with Wuxian

After years of being provoked by Shaking S Demon King Ghost Lamp, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and his tone became dangerous: "Oh?"

Just one syllable made Tang Gua stiff all over. He yanked the eggplant's arm vigorously and did not let go. He dragged the eggplant away from the battlefield with weak hands and feet.

"Go, go, go!"

The two cubs sat and huddled behind the tree trunk, pulling up and down, showing half of their heads to stare at them.

Tang Gua stared at the black-haired man who "spoke wildly," with admiration in his eyes.

——As expected of the warrior who abducted the snapdragon!

Guiwu Tsuji's eyes were cold, and his cold eyes stayed on Gui Deng for a moment, his eyes were red.

Ghost Lamp frowned, the man's eyes were like a snake spit out a letter, disgusting for no reason.He weighed the barbed mace in his hand, his eyes were unfriendly: "You should not be qualified to make decisions for him, reptile."

Although Ghost Lamp has a strong desire to control, he seldom judges others so unceremoniously, and he is really angry.

Onimai Tsuji Mumi lowered his eyes, his clothes were wet with sweat from his back, and the cloth was twisted and greasy on his back. His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a space filled with water.

The hair that was also wet with sweat hung down and drooped on the eyelids, making the eyeballs hurt.

He suddenly tightened the strength of his embrace, and the skin under his palms turned white from the squeeze.

He wanted to yell, or use his fleshy arms to shut the man up, but his throat seemed blocked.

At that moment, he seemed to be the sick child who was seriously ill and was expected to die by everyone.In the small and dark room, listening to the servant's self-concealed curse, pouring bitter soup, and finally accepting the arrangement of fate.

——He is like an animal locked in a cage, no matter how loud he barks, no one cares.

Maybe someone heard it, but so what.Who would care about a waste destined to die early.

'reptile'.

It's an ugly word that fits him perfectly.

The sun shines through the layers of leaves, hitting the pale face of Guiwu Tsuji with spots of light, which flicker on and off.

His eyes finally gathered focus, he lowered his head, and looked at Rei Asano who was barely maintaining his sanity in front of him.

He didn't see his own shadow in the other's cloudy eyes, but he suddenly woke up.

In the quiet and excessive space, only the soft breathing of the other party remained, and the sound of blood winding down the wound and dripping on the withered yellow leaves.

Oni Wu Tsuji stretched out his hand, and his cold fingertips slid from the center of his eyebrows to the end of his eyes, "But it's okay."

A low-alcohol and elegant voice sounded slowly, "I've got what I want."

The man's outstanding appearance makes his movements look gentle and charming, but the strong paranoid desire in his eyes is enough to make others flinch.

With a smile on his face, he looked at Rei Asano without blinking.

The bright red blood was still flowing continuously. This kind of reckless decision directly led him to walk on the tightrope line of the cliff of death, and he would fall if he was not careful.

He was awake, but also crazy.

He seems to have changed back to the previous Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi, conceited, promiscuous, and lawless.

The only difference is that he learned to face it.

Facing fate, facing unknown enemies, resisting the instinct to escape, with ridiculous bravery and fearlessness, he stood in front of Rei Asano like a hero.

Ghost Dance Tsuji Wucan sneered.

Looking at Rei Asano who was half-drowned and half-awake in his arms, he patted his head as if no one else was there.

Ghost Lamp clicked his tongue.

It stands to reason that the lifespan of Oni Wu Tsuji is not over, and killing him forcibly will definitely be punished...

Ghost Lantern squinted his eyes and raised his head, persuading himself not to break the rules on impulse.

In the blink of an eye, Oni Wu Tsuji went straight up again and lightly touched the corner of Asano Rei's mouth. It was neither ambiguous nor intimate, just a pure kiss like a touch of water.

He raised his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of complacency, he looked towards the ghost lamp showing off.

"..."

Kill it, kill it directly.

The First Assistant Officer of Hell clenched his fists instantly, measuring the best angle to attack.

The clogs knocked impatiently on the ground, showing the owner's irritability without any concealment.

Suddenly, the man interrupted him with a plain question, "... When will I die?"

Ghost Lantern glanced at him, "You want to know?"

Guiwu Tsuji smiled lightly, without turning any corners, he directly asked his doubts, "After all, I have already met the officials from hell, do I still have a chance to survive?"

"How many days, months, or years?"

He murmured his guesses.

The muscles on Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan's left arm convulsed for a moment, and shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. The thick bone needles slowly retreated from Asano Rei's body, and dark red blood flowed down.

Rei Asano's face was still crimson strangely, and his frail condition had not improved significantly. He seemed unable to convert the blood that Mumai Tsuji gave him into vitality.

At this moment, he is like a bucket with a piece of wood missing, no matter how much water is poured in, it will drain along the gap.

In this regard, Guiwu Tsuji knows it well.

He paused, and asked softly: "Is there a register in hell? Record the names of the dying people, and then you can recover them, souls?"

Ghost Lamp was expressionless, wondering why that man talked so much nonsense.

For people whose lifespan is not over in this world, it is not within the rules to disclose the remaining lifespan of the other party. Even if Oni Wu Tsuji is not a human being, he does not want to say it.

Gui Deng didn't answer, but raised his voice a little, giving Gui Wu Tsuji one last chance to reform himself.

"Give him to me."

Oni Wu Tsuji raised his eyelids, and his voice was calm, "Don't think about it."

——It’s so cool!

The two men stood and sat, looking at each other from the air, and the meeting eyes almost rubbed off sparks.

Confrontation, is it confrontation? !

Tang Gua gasped in shock from the aura between the two, while Eggplant raised some secret expectations. The two stared at the "battlefield" without blinking, for fear of missing something.

Eggplant suddenly said something surprising: "Do you think that man looks like a bat?"

Tang Gua's face was full of question marks: "...bat, bat?" He glanced at Guiwu Tsuji's fleshy arm, the muscles were knotted and ugly, and he covered his face helplessly, "How can there be a bat that grows like this... "

The short-haired silver-haired kid pointed his hand, "Look, his eyes are red, his hair is black, his teeth seem to be sharp, and he seems to be fascinated by blood."

Tang Gua was puzzled by his evidence and couldn't help but froze.

It seems, indeed.

Eggplant rubbed his chin and continued: "I remember that Master Ghost Lantern seems to like weird animals and plants?"

The meaning of these words is self-evident.

Tang Gua is embarrassing.

"Probably not... Lord Ghost Lantern won't like him."

Eggplant retorted confidently, "You see, Mr. Ghost Lantern hasn't directly hit the mace yet."

Tang Gua was even more confused, and before he had time to argue with Qie Zi, the little friend around him was knocked down by the oncoming black shadow.

"eggplant!"

A pen with a snapdragon doll hanging silently fell into the grass, quiet but eye-catching.

Eggplant sat up with his forehead covered, and immediately met the dark eyes of the ghost lamp, his expression paused, and he dragged Tanggua obediently to hide behind the tree trunk.

Ghost Lamp turned around, restrained his disgust as much as possible, and explained a few words, "My tolerance is based on the snapdragon in your arms, don't be too narcissistic."

Oni Wu Tsuji was silent.

"The last chance has been given to you. If you don't cherish it, consider going to hell as a lifetime glory." Ghost Lantern said.

Oni Wu Tsuji was still silent.

After waiting for a minute, Gui Deng didn't get an answer from the other party. He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he subconsciously threw the mace in his hand towards Gui Wu Tsuji's head.

"Oh!"

The red tentacles resisted the high-speed mace, and stopped one meter in front of Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan dangerously.

Compared with the thick tentacles 10 minutes ago, these tentacles used by Onimai Tsuji as weapons are obviously much thinner, so where did he use the remaining power?

Ghost Lantern clicked his tongue and rushed out in an instant. He flew up into the air, unceremoniously knocked down the tentacles that were in the way in the air, and arrived in front of Kimai Tsuji Mucan and Asano Rei without hesitation.

He stretched out his hand directly.

"Well!"

Rei Asano snorted, his face full of pain.

Ghost Lamp's expression changed, and he let go of his hand quickly.

Only then did he see clearly that the two men's chests where their skin and flesh were touching had already turned into a bloody mess, and the two bodies quietly "fused".

The ghost lamp can even see the heart faintly protruding from the penis. They are still beating, breathing greedily and actively, squeezing into Rei Asano's body bit by bit.

The bodies of the two have truly merged. This scene is too weird and frightening. It is rare to see such a scene even in hell.

Guiwu Tsuji Wucan said a lot of nonsense abnormally, just trying to hide the ghost lamp, and he had already started planning since he knew that blood transfusion could not get better results.

Ghost Lamp has complex eyes.

He saw that the lower body of Onimai Tsuji Mumi had completely lost its human appearance, and was only covered by a pile of broken clothes, barely making a normal appearance.

The man's handsome cheeks couldn't stop convulsing and deforming, and anyone could see that his body was collapsing.

"Hehe..."

Onimai Tsuji Mucan laughs hard, his vocal cords are about to fail, and the raised flesh on the skin and swollen bones are rapidly replacing his original normal human body.

He lost his handsome appearance, lost his human appearance, and even his ghost instincts were still eating away at his sanity.

He seems to have turned into a monster.

But Ghost Dance Tsuji has no regrets.

Rei Asano's body stopped collapsing, which was what he expected.

"..."

Pulled back by the pain, Rei Asano slowly opened his eyes. He saw the ghost lamp that he had been thinking about before, his lips twitched, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Then he saw Guiwu Tsuji's appearance of being innocent, neither human nor ghost.

After thinking about it for a long time with his hard-to-work head, he barely managed to understand the current situation. In front of him, Oni Wu Tsuji was desperately trying to keep him at all costs, even on the opposite side of hell.

Rei Asano narrowed his eyes, and seemed to be smiling.

There was a trace of water vapor in his eyes, and he suddenly couldn't see clearly, but the tip of his nose was sore.

He moved his lips, bit the tip of his tongue to try to stay awake, then opened and closed his lips, making mouth shapes:

【sorry】

——For my willfulness.

【no misery】

- I want to call your name.

【I like you the most】

--real.

He tried his best to raise his arm, tremblingly put it on Onimui Tsuji's swollen waist, and leaned his head on the opponent's shoulder.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the ghost lamp still in black, and smiled at him with difficulty.

[Let me be willful again, Mr. Ghost Lamp. 】

Ghost Lantern understood Rei Asano's meaning, squatted down, looked at Rei Asano, and said bluntly, "Rei, you don't have to do this."

"What advantages does he have that make you so determined?" Ghost Lamp was quite angry that he hated iron and steel.

As he spoke, he took a few glances at the unattractive Ghost Dance Tsuji, and couldn't hide his dislike at all, "Follow me back to hell, I promise you will have better choices there."

He paused for a while, and put out the best bargaining chip in his eyes.

"Snapdragon Beauty Contest has been held several times. There are so many beautiful grasses. It doesn't matter if I give you the top three."

Ghost Lamp's performance in this respect is unexpectedly unscrupulous and very generous.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wumi's whole body trembled, but no expression could be seen on the deformed face.

Rei Asano seemed to be amused, and shook his head invisibly towards the ghost lamp.

At the last moment when consciousness disappeared, a voice sounded in my heart.

【As long as he is alone】

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