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Wu Shenqiang suppressed his emotions about to explode, and the ugly and cruel words were filtered out layer by layer, and the last one was still unsavory: "So what if it is private property, so what if it is not private property? It was fate to meet 16 years ago. Even the elders should have the time to make a decision for you! Besides, the heart-biting Gu in your body has not been fully resolved. If you never return, you may be Lives are at stake."

He didn't need to point it out, He Jingzhen had already read through all the ugly and cruel words hidden in the words.

Don’t you just want to say: If I hadn’t rescued you 16 years ago, you still don’t know where you are now, and you can talk to me about “private property” or not?The last sentence is even more ruthless and uglier: you go, you still have a Gu worm on your body, you go if you are not afraid of death!

"...Kunlun is not like this." This is the first time that He Jingzhen used the secular old name to refer to this witch god in the days since he went to the sacred mountain.

Kunlun will not be so aggressive, leaving no room for breathing.Kunlun will not detain him in the small side hall, and dozens or hundreds of witches will follow and stare at him when he goes in and out.Kunlun would not burn him with that kind of scorching gaze, every movement of his hands and feet was shrouded by those blue pupils, lying in ambush on all sides, with nowhere to hide, eating every mouthful of food would just add to the trouble.

"Then what should Kunlun be like?" The witch god's hand passed over the dishes that had been smacked by his palm, and grabbed He Jingzhen's jaw, "How much do you know Kunlun? Do you think he should be clean and innocent?" You should be detached like a god? You shouldn’t be thinking about small calculations, you shouldn’t have worldly desires? That’s the Kunlun created by you!” Anyway, the “face” that I worked so hard to maintain is torn, so why don’t you show your true colors and let us know? Enough of this man!

He Jingzhen was in pain from being pinched by him, sadness and disappointment surged up all at once, and his heart became more empty, and when the witch god slammed down every word, his heart echoed all at once.

"You are not Kunlun! Kunlun will treat me well and not hurt me!" In desperation, he didn't believe what he said.

"I am Kunlun, and Kunlun is me. Why do you separate the present from the past so clearly?! We haven't seen each other for nine years. People will always change, but no matter how the outside world changes, the heart It hasn’t changed! Today’s Kunlun also treats you well, and doesn’t hurt you, can’t you see it?!” The witch god not only lost his face, but even exposed his bones.

"I don't need you to treat me well!" He Jing really hated him for ruining Kunlun so much, he didn't even give him a little hope.

"Oh, you want Kunlun to treat you well. How can Kunlun treat you well? Take you to the market to take risks? Take you up the mountain to see the moon and mangrove leaves, and then let you wait for him in the wind and rain? Or throw you to a group of people, and finally to a bad old man to let you fend for yourself?!"

These words are painful.The tears that He Jingzhen had worked so hard to suppress couldn't be suppressed at this moment, they trickled down the corners of his eyes, a few fell to the ground, and most of them were amputated by the hand of the witch god.

"Is this what you want? Have you ever thought about it? Even if there are no subsequent changes, Kunlun is still a grown man with normal desires. He doesn't want to marry a wife and have children, and live alone with you?! He has a wife Can Xiao still be around you all day in such leisure?! You are not his own flesh and blood, why should he take you with him for the rest of his life?! Even if he doesn’t care about it and is willing to take you with him for the rest of his life, will his wife and children be willing?! At that time you What kind of face and identity do you want to survive by his side?!"

The words dripping with flesh and blood, and also sprinkled salt on the flesh and blood, there is nothing to refute.He didn't think about what he should do after he saved money to redeem Kunlun, and he didn't know that they could no longer be father and son, brothers, or anything, and in the end they might not be able to deal with it at all.He didn't even think about Kunlun's normal desires as a normal man, nor did he think that their future might not be long.Big mistake.

After all, he is young, and he has not traveled as many bridges as others, and his heart is fragile. After being pierced and torn (especially the one who was pierced and torn was the person he desperately wanted to save), besides crying silently, Use all your strength to punch that witch god who pierced and tore him apart!

To be honest, the speed of punching is not too slow, but it is not cheap to deal with the witch god's almost magical intuition.Not only can't ask for it, but with one punch, two hands can be restrained with one hand.

"What? I hit the mark, so annoyed?" The witch god rarely showed a smiling face, but it was at this juncture, which made people hate him even more.The man kicked and kicked his feet freely, trying to knock him down.This time the whole body was controlled by the witch god.The hands are restrained, the feet are pressed tightly, the two bodies are tightly stitched together, and they are tightly folded.The bitter aroma of green wheat filled the witch god's nostrils again.Crazy again.Shame can be left behind, and his two blood-red lips pressed to He Jingzhen's ear, whispering like a whisper: "Even if Kunlun is willing to guard you for the rest of his life, so what about you? Isn't it 'when the time comes'? When the time comes Marry a wife and have children, how will you treat him then? Treat him like a grandparent on the desk? Let me tell you, he doesn’t want to!... There is only one way between you can last forever..." The murmur gradually faded away.The witch god stuck the tip of his tongue into He Jingzhen's ear canal, closed his lips to enclose the entire ear, and sucked lightly, which made his whole body tremble from numbness—"...what are you doing?!" The pair of blue pupils, the thick and suffocating desire inside made his hair stand on end.That's how I know I'm afraid.He took out the strength he used to practice the mental method at Yuankou, and stretched it hard, trying to stretch the witch god out of him, but the frightening thing was that the strength that could move a bow of hundreds of catties couldn't stretch him.He lay motionless on top of him, and his words became more and more explicit: "Don't you want to know what Kunlun thinks? Let me tell you, he has been thinking of you every day and night for the past two years, thinking of you stripping How delicious it is, how his hands are so tired of his skin..."

He Jingzhen's heart was so cold that it went all the way to his limbs, but he couldn't remember that he was still in a crisis.

"I cut so many new clothes for you, and you don't wear them, but wear this thin old clothes. Do you know what Kunlun is thinking every time you pass by? Thinking about how to put This layer of clothes that get in the way is torn apart... such a thin and see-through summer shirt is still black, and the collar is so wide open, isn't it just for the convenience of Kunlun?" The witch god gnawed on his neck, lightly Biting lightly, he peeled him familiarly with both hands, and quickly peeled off his underwear, the same old material, which couldn't stand the test, and the witch god ripped it off, and the light wheat-colored skin directly stuck to a pair of underwear. Wandering hands.

"Kunlun!!" He Jingzhen called the witch god in Miao dialect.Just like the night when he was critically ill many years ago, Kunlun, who was quietly guarding on the stilted building and waiting for his return from the mountain to gather medicine, stuttered but he trusted and entrusted him with all his heart. He never imagined that one day "Kunlun" would destroy that trust with his own hands. and entrust.

The witch god didn't stop, determined to tear his face clean.

"Don't do that to me! Don't do that to Rourou!!" Did he know that this "Rourou" was no longer that "Rourou".once having seen the best, the rest is not worthwhile looking.Today's "flesh" is a cloud on Wushan Mountain, a piece of flesh on the tip of the witch god's heart, and there is no other way to keep it safe except to unite it.

"Fatty is obedient, Kunlun only knows that this method is with you forever and forever."

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt at all." The witch god fed him something, and in an instant, his body was about to catch fire.It was a kind of heat that could start a prairie fire, and he couldn't stop crying, and the tears were quickly swept into his blood-red lips by the tip of his tongue.The extraordinary fear made him continue to exert energy, sprinting again and again, trying to break out of the cage of flesh and blood built by the hands and feet of the witch god.A witch god who cannot be restrained by mortal shame, how can mortal strength break free.

He Jingzhen went from not knowing what to do to being at a loss, then being unable to cope, and finally reaching a state of despair. In the past 17 years, nothing has made him so annoyed, messed up, and hurt, thinking that he owes him anyway Two lives, why not give it up like this, what are you still doing?Is it a big deal?The body was persuaded, and softened, but the heart was very stubborn, stubborn, and would rather stick to it than to be completely destroyed.The tip of the witch god's tongue broke into his mouth and entangled with his lips and tongue, and his heart was split into two pieces; the witch god's hand pinched his chest, and his heart was broken into four pieces; All the way into the waist valley, the heart was crushed into powder.It was shattered, the years of reliance, entrustment, and shelter were all shattered.Do you still dare to put your hopes on the "man" or "god" who will crush all these things by any means?

It would be great if body and mind could be arranged separately.Anyway, what I enjoyed back then will one day have to be repaid at equal or double the price. Today is the time for liquidation, leaving an empty body for this witch god to repay his kindness of life and nurturing, and relieve him for hundreds of days and nights Ye's "can't ask for suffering", the heart can still find another clean place, choose to get out of this chaotic relationship, refuse to admit it, and wholeheartedly guard the innocent years of youth and ignorance, without all the embarrassments later.You don't need to listen to the witch god calling out "flesh" one by one, your heart hurts along with your body.

Only at this moment did he really know that the "flesh" in the mouth of the witch god was no longer a joking name for the little fat he couldn't get off when he was young, but another name for "heart", "soul" and "fate".Representing all things that would kill if taken away, what he was indispensable to him had been settled long ago, and it didn't matter whether he wanted to or didn't want to, wanted or didn't want to.Even if it is wishful thinking, the witch god is never lacking in determination and skill, and can be ruthless when necessary.

He waited for him for so many years, starting from a small lump of meat, the road was blocked and long, bumpy and ups and downs, and finally "come out" into such a He Jingzhen - a little naive, not lacking in ambition, and a good conscience.What a talent. I'm 34, and I'm getting old.

He holds power beyond the reach of ordinary people, and waits for you He Jingzhen empty, who dares to let him wait in vain?

After he returned to the position of witch god, he wiped out dissidents with iron and blood, and couldn't wait to create a "peace and stability" to welcome his heart and soul to the mountain, just to hug his arms full of his wishes at this moment?