Heartless

The opponent used his waist strength, and with a "chi" sound, he smashed his penis in half. Ye Qianlang frowned suddenly in pain, but swallowed back the soft hum that almost overflowed his throat.

Originally, Kou Biancheng's severely injured body could not swallow such a fierce thing, but this time Kou Biancheng was very considerate in tailoring his clothes. When he invaded, he also injected internal energy, entering the dantian from the tail first, and then penetrating through the meridians of the whole body. The pain relieved a lot.

After his true essence was also stimulated, and his chaotic pulse calmed down slightly, Ye Qianlang suddenly raised his left hand and hooked it across Kou Biancheng's neck—although his heart pulse was severely damaged and his hand veins were severed, he was still able to use the five Yin Burning Heart Artifacts. Zhimiao used the gravitational force to divert the zhenqi from the opponent and store it under his own palm. At this moment, the blade of the palm was facing the Dazhui acupoint on the back of the neck.

It was at a critical juncture of exercise and healing, and neither of them could move. If this heavy palm was struck, Kou Biancheng would have to die suddenly on the spot, but once the strong internal energy in his body got out of control, it would be unstoppable like a torrent bursting a dike. It is absolutely impossible for him to escape the end of his meridians bursting to death.

Kou Biancheng also felt the murderous wind blowing from the back of his neck, but he didn't pull back to retreat, he still frowned, two points out, three points in, and bit by bit he penetrated into the pale and bloody body in front of him.

Looking at each other, I saw those eyes with slanted tails, like the surface of a cold river projected by many stars, and there are thousands of stars in it, which are swaying.

Kou Biancheng sighed softly in his heart, "What a pair of eyes that bring trouble to the world", then stretched out his hand, and covered Ye Qianlang's eyes with his warm and cocooned palm, but still felt the cold eyes flickering between his fingers, It made his heart ache for no reason.

He also closed his eyes, and a scene in Yanwan Water Cave appeared in front of his eyes one day - the two fought more than a hundred moves in the pool, sparing no effort and mercilessly fighting, causing the water waves to roar into the sky and the wall of the cave. But they buried their heads between each other's legs, showing an indescribably lingering lover's posture.

Kou Biancheng himself was in a superior position, he was afraid that such verbal service would make adults uncomfortable, so he kissed the other party's upright penis, and said: "You can just touch it, don't force it."

Ye Qianlang's whole body felt relieved as his things were being rubbed repeatedly between the tongue and the palm of the other party, so he showed a rare smile, stretched out his hand to hold the huge thing hanging in front of the door, saw that it was brown in color, The horns of its head are ferocious, the hair is black and dense, the meridians under the skin are even more bruised and purple, and it is about to burst out of anger. Seeing that it has just recovered halfway, it is already hard to hold with one hand, and it is obviously more impressive when it is awake, so it is serious. Praise: "Brother Kou The cost is pretty good."

"My lord's praise, my lord's capital... is not bad." This sincere and sincere tone made Kou Biancheng laugh in his heart. This person has tasted both wrong and good tomorrow morning, and he is always happy. Immortals want to die, but they say this as if they are seeing each other for the first time. They are handed tea and wine, and they are polite and polite.

Ye Qianlang didn't seem to hear the teasing meaning in the other party's voice, brushed his cold fingers over the fiery stem, and said: "Brother Kou's skills are even better." Fen Zhengyu is a bodhisattva, but he is a hero when supporting evil, even though Ye is a wicked person, when he sees that bodhisattva hero, he must treat him differently."

"Your Excellency is wrong, Kou... is also a villain." After touching the smooth, fat and white skin of the thighs, he penetrated between the opponent's thighs, repeatedly rubbing the bright red soft flesh, and the laughter unconsciously After a while, "Didn't my lord and I agree with that common saying... Evil people will be tortured by evil people?"

Feeling that the other party's fingers are touching the entrance of his backyard, twitching and rubbing like fire twigs, it is obvious that he is eager to enter the alley, and his place is already on fire, the bell eyes are open, and the eyes are full of semen, Ye Qianlang groaned softly, closed his eyes, and took the front end of the angular penis into his mouth.

If you want to be the leader of the thieves in Mobei, surrounded by beauties, and you have to rely on the cauldron to practice the peerless mind, you are very familiar with the universe between the bed and the art of war on the pillow, but the commander of Jinyiwei is not. It was a first-of-its-kind encounter, and I had never served anyone before.

Let the yang thing wrap the opponent's mouth, swallow it in and spit it out, Kou Biancheng is not greedy for this little essence to use for practice, and only when the desire reaches its peak and the passion is strong, it will be ejaculated smoothly, all the way into the depths of Ye Qianlang's throat.

The fishy smell in his throat was pungent, with a hint of weird sweetness, Ye Qianlang didn't take it at all, he held the semi-soft penis in his mouth for a while before it faded out of his mouth, and then swallowed his mouthful of white turbidity, dripping spare no effort.

Thinking about the few days in the Yanwan Water Cave, living in a fairyland-like place, embracing a fairy-like beauty, I have never forgotten my form and my heart. How many times does this person, like a wine addict, accidentally get a jar of fine wine that has been stored in the cellar for a hundred years, whether it is heavy drinking or sipping slowly, it is never enough, and he is reluctant to part with it.

The last time the two practiced the Great Red Lotus Sutra together, they just used its heat to drive away the coldness of the Five Yin Burning Heart Art. In just a few minutes, the zhenqi has broken through the blockage, and walked three rounds.The two of them seemed to have been washed with sweat after drinking tea, and hugged each other drenched. Compared with fighting for more than a hundred rounds with real knives and guns, they were actually more tired.

Seeing that the bleeding from the wound on Ye Qianlang's chest had stopped and his pulse had stabilized, Kou Biancheng leaned over and kissed his wet hair, then gently picked him up and sat on him.

The thick and long thing is still contained in the hole, the ointment in the hole has already melted, mixed with the lewd water between the intestinal wall, and slowly slides down from the junction of the two.Ye Qianlang stretched out his hand to touch the place, only to feel that two jade sacs were swollen and hard as pebbles, squeezed under his buttocks, obviously he wanted to get in but couldn't.

Whether you are in love or not, love or not, put aside for now, the only thing that matters is that you are alive.

Looking at the sticky, wet and turbid white stains on his hands, Ye Qianlang showed no sign of resentment, and only said, "It's so deep."

He still had a dull face, cold eyebrows and eyes, his legs crossed Kou Biancheng's waist, and then he closed his eyes again—Commander Ye was as pure and ascetic as a Buddha on weekdays, and now he closed his eyes Practicing the Great Red Lotus Sutra is really like sitting in lotus position and concentrating on meditation.

"I should have let you die in the chieftain's mansion, so as not to cause complications and ruin my plan..."

Kou Biancheng raised his hand and caressed Ye Qianlang's face. Although he looked thinner, he was still handsome and handsome, with an aggressive edge.

"Escaping from Dongchang Prison, all kinds of changes, the only thing I firmly believe in is that I have nothing I can't give up, it's just..."

A few words of "all kinds of accidents" covered all the sufferings of ransacking the family and destroying the family, and having nowhere to go. Kou Biancheng wrapped Ye Qianlang's lock of sweat-wet hair with his fingers, and then wrapped it around his eyebrows, eye sockets, nose tip and lip corners, with a touch of pain. Gently touch the past inch by inch.

"It's just that those times in the Yanwan Water Cave were the happiest days of my life so far."

He couldn't help but kissed his own lips, but he tasted it lightly, touched and left again, repeated this many times, the tip of his tongue finally pried open those cold lips, the deeper the kiss, the more confused and fascinated he became.

It's like drinking wine between flowers, after kissing, the person is three or five points drunk. People say that the words spoken after drinking are the truth, and he himself knows that he has lied countless times in his life, but these words are from the heart, without any falsehood False.

Ye Qianlang suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Kou Biancheng silently for a while, and said, "Me too."

After a pause, he said, "Even so, I still want to kill you."

"You won't." Kou Biancheng raised his eyebrows confidently, and laughed aloud, "You can't kill now, but you won't be able to bear it in the future."

At that time the two of them were exchanging internal breaths and could not move arbitrarily, but at this moment it was Ye Qianlang who closed his eyes tightly and worked on his own. The penis buried in the Wenni hole was hard and swollen, and he couldn't move it, so it was very uncomfortable.Kou Biancheng's eyes were half-drowsy and half-drunk, as if he had completely forgotten that he had stabbed the opponent's chest with a knife a few days ago, and then stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the opponent's waist, and put it next to his ear, holding his earlobe, and said softly: " Ah Lang, let's move, shall we?"

Without Ye Qianlang nodding, he lifted his two buttocks upwards, and brought out half of his penis, bringing out a little grease that had melted in his body, the white serum and black hair were moistened together, which was particularly fragrant and distinct.

Fu pinched his double thighs and pressed down again, the penis pushed forward ferociously, throwing all his roots into the acupuncture point.

After mentioning and throwing back and forth several times, Kou Biancheng buried his head on Ye Qianlang's shoulder, moved along the slender and graceful neck inch by inch to peck and kiss, and then kissed those thin lips.Although these lips are as thin as icy blades, they are slightly swollen due to many kisses, and the lips are incomparably graceful. Kou Biancheng put his lips between his teeth and rubbed his upper and lower jaws, which is a precious place Rubbing for a while, then leading the tongue into the alley, bit by bit wrapping around the opponent's tongue and rubbing together, as if trying to melt the thin ice blade.

When Ye Qianlang kissed, he devoted himself extraordinarily wantonly, using his tongue to take the initiative, the kiss made the two of them breathless, the silver thread between the four lips was entangled, after the kiss, he remained expressionless, and only wrapped his arm around Kou Biancheng's neck, Following his lifting and throwing movements, he got up and sat down, swallowed the scorching hot thing, with the sound of sizzling water.

Kou Biancheng suddenly stopped pumping, and only moved eastward and westward in a small way in the corridor, rubbing it in circles from time to time, bursts of numbness and bone erosion hit him, Ye Qianlang finally couldn't help but hummed, unconsciously The ground slid down from Kou Biancheng's back, grabbed his arm again, and brought his hand to touch his crotch.

Although the fever did not subside, the fingertips were still as cold as ice, the palms of the two were pressed against the back of their hands, as if the velvet satin was covered with burning coals.

"Brother Kou," Ye Qianlang masturbated for a moment with his fingers interlocked, and took out his hand, panting quickly, but his eyes were cold and calm, and his manner of speaking was also polite, "I'm happy now, I also trouble you to say hello to the front, don’t be too generous.”

Hold the swollen hard thing with one hand, caress and caress it slowly, only to feel the stem body swell again, and the other hand is greasy and wet.Kou Biancheng supported Ye Qianlang's chin with his other hand, and said with a slight smile: "My lord, who is in a hurry, doesn't look like a person who is seriously injured and dying?"

The meridians were filled with breath, Ye Qianlang still raised up and sat down, enjoying the pleasure of having sex: "Anyway, they are all going to die, so let's teach some happy ghosts in front of the palace of the king of hell."

Kou Biancheng smiled and said, "Your Excellency, you only want to survive, do you think it's good to be alive?"

"I'm talking about you." Ye Qianlang sneered, "Although Ye may not live to be a hundred years old, he will definitely live longer than Brother Kou."

Kou Biancheng took off his clothes, kissed him deeply, and carefully laid Ye Qianlang down on the couch, folded his waist, opened his legs, and slid out of his body. His penis was fed into the hole again, leaving no room.

Ye Qianlang crossed his legs and hooked the opponent's strong waist to cater to him indulgently, but in the end he was injured, and he was the first to lose his strength and passed out.

I don't know how long it took before it was over, Kou Biancheng kissed Ye Qianlang's lips, and looked at the hole between his buttocks, it was already red and swollen, unable to close, and it was as beautiful as an exposed flower stamen.

Regardless of the white turbid slurry between his legs, he also embraced this person and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Qianlang opened his eyes from the pain all over his body, only to find that the man was still sleeping beside him.

Even with his eyes closed and sleeping, his face is still stunningly handsome, his blue hair is loose, and the few strands of white hair intertwined in it are particularly eye-catching. It is presumed that if he hadn't lost most of his true energy one after another, he would never have dyed his hair overnight.

Ye Qianlang's gaze went downstream again, Kou Biancheng's whole body was uncovered, and beads of sweat rolled down on his magnificent chest, which seemed as dense as a rock, as if he could clearly feel the beating of the heart inside, each sound was as heavy and passionate as before. Drums.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch it, but there was no movement inside. If it wasn't that the inner strength of the Great Red Lotus Sutra has reached the state of "no self, no human appearance", or this person has no heart at all.

It turned out that all the veins were dead and alive, but after this combined practice, he felt that his pulse was unblocked, and even the pain in his heart was relieved a lot. Ye Qianlang got up from the couch, picked up a few clothes thrown on the ground——

A small fluorescent blue object suddenly fell to the ground, it was the earring left by my sister.

Ye Qianlang looked at the earring for a moment, then picked it up, put it back on his left ear, put on his robe and went out.