God please

Shan Zhiyuan walks quietly, the path gradually disappears into the knee-less weeds, and the trees on both sides become stronger and stronger, and the sun is dark and dark, and there is a bit of the silence of an empty mountain with no people.

The sun was sinking and the twilight was closing in. Shan Zhiyuan saw a dilapidated Taoist temple just now, and he was about to step in when he was refreshed, but his whole body suddenly left, and he staggered and was about to fall.

Then an arm around his waist fixed him, and he was held in his arms again.

When Shan Zhiyuan raised his head slightly, a piece of dark gold and luxurious light came into his eyes, and he almost couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Only this generous and warm embrace had a sense of déjà vu, so Shan Zhiyuan was slightly taken aback, hesitantly said: "Let me... come down."

Tai Yu only held him tightly in his arms, sighed and said: "This is such a wild country, I feel a little wronged." He kicked open the gate of the Taoist temple and stepped over the threshold.

The Taoist temple has not been visited for a long time, and the monks guarding the temple have long since disappeared. Weeds more than a foot high have grown in the gaps between the stone bricks of the main hall.

Tai Yu didn't say a word, seeing that the golden body of the Emperor enshrined in the temple was not there, and the cobwebs were piled up, it was extremely old, so he snorted softly, put Shan Zhiyuan on the incense table, and said in a low voice: "I'll lend you a hand to use it." .”

Shan Zhiyuan involuntarily followed Tai Yu's will to raise his right hand, and together with his sword fingers, a fiery spiritual power shot out from his fingertips, like a sledgehammer suddenly bombarded the head of the Emperor of Heaven, smashing the clay sculptured golden head The blow came down, and Gu Lulu rolled to the corner of the wall.

Rao is a cultivator who pays more attention to morality than form, and Shan Zhiyuan was so startled by his thunderbolt that his hands and feet went limp. When the dust fell, he stammered: "This, this is your immediate boss..."

Satisfied, Tai Yu closed his hands, and said with a low laugh: "The clay sculpture is ugly, not as good as the real appearance of the Emperor of Heaven, and it will only be offensive if you keep it." On the other hand, he took advantage of the opportunity to put his fingertips into the lapel of the little monk, and the collar was white and towering, and was caught He exposed his chest with a gentle tug, a little bruise on the collarbone hadn't faded away, Tai Yu's eyelids drooped, looking at the bruise, he stroked it lightly, and said softly, "Did it hurt last time?"

That ambiguous kneading is as delicate as silk, and it evokes Shan Zhiyuan's memories of the day before.

There is no place without fire, no place without pain, but no place without desire...

Shan Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "What does it have to do with you!" He struggled again in Tai Yu's arms, but he was completely powerless at this moment, but that bit of dawdling seemed to act like a spoiled child, making Tai Yu laugh out loud, and relying on God The altar sat down and held the little monk in his arms.Intentionally or unintentionally, the fingertips stroked the protruding part of his chest.

The slightly sour heat flashed across his chest like lightning, Shan Zhiyuan's face turned pale, and he raised his weak fingers and put them on Tai Yu's wrist, feeling the warmth of his chest behind him as if on fire.When being molested like this wantonly, the memory in the Honglu Pavilion becomes more vivid, and the humiliation spontaneously arises.

Tai Yu paused, but changed his mind, refused to reveal his identity, but said with a smile: "In the future, it will have nothing to do with me."

Shan Zhiyuan's body stiffened, but he remembered that when he first met in Qunxianfang, this god with brilliant aura claimed to be the god of life.

Those who are destined to be born should be unique.Since he had made a contract with Emperor Gouchen, why did Tai Yu forcefully intervene now...

He resisted the frivolous teasing of the god, and asked in a low voice: "I have made a contract with Emperor Gouchen, and the name I called Gouchen when I performed the spell earlier, why did Lord Taiyu go out of the kitchen?" Come here on behalf of me?"

Tai Yu thought to himself, this little monk is not easy to fool, but he still rubbed his robe into a mess. At this time, the little monk's inner and outer robes were all taken from the Gouchen treasure house, called Qingyun Tianyi, which was taken from Dong Before sunrise, the blue cloud was spun and woven by twelve female immortals. The green bamboo with dark patterns is elegant and clear, and it can block the attack of ordinary magic and spiritual weapons, but it cannot stop the brute force of this god.Another advantage is that no matter how many times it is torn, it will be automatically repaired seamlessly within a few hours.Gou Chen picked out this green shirt casually... Presumably he had other intentions.

Taiyu sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up the little monk, and sat on his lap. After thinking for a while, he said casually: "It is recorded in the ordinary godbook that there are less than ten people, but you can invite Liu Ding Liujia, Huang Jin Those are just pawns like wrestlers. These are nothing more than me... but Gouchen's subordinates. There are millions of names of gods in the pantheon of the gods. When you improve your cultivation, all those who are famous in the spectrum will be able to respond to your request and come to the mortal world. How can ordinary theogony compare with such a magic weapon?"

Hearing what he said, Shan Zhiyuan also felt that his words made sense, so he forgot about the awkward sitting position, rested his palm on Tai Yu's shoulder, looked into his dark golden eyes, and asked again: "Could it be... that is why, There is even one more natal god?"

Tai Yu's palm had already slipped into the hem of the little monk's robe, and stroked back and forth along the inner side of his leg, only to feel that the place where his hand was attached was smooth and tender, which was indescribably wonderful.

The six-day incense of sauvignon blanc, coupled with the fragmentation of the Yaopobao, and the taint of so much love and lust before the appearance of the pantheon of the gods, the combination of various reasons makes the desire come fiercely, even if Taiyu, the harem god, is also the same. Some could not resist, and the evil fire gradually became stronger.

He still flirtatiously teased the young monk, then raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Wrong. Your natal gods are not two, but a group of gods—"

When Shan Zhiyuan heard the words, he suddenly felt thunderbolt, and his face was bloodless.But then he heard the god's words change, "—the four gods who worshiped."

This vile fairy must have done it on purpose, seeing him startled, jumping up and down, he showed a very happy smile.But Shan Zhiyuan didn't care about complaining, he just felt his heart relax, and the little strength he recovered just now was lost again, he couldn't help leaning on Taiyu's shoulder, sighed, relieved, "Fortunately, there are only four of you..."

Tai Yu smiled, gently stroked his lower back, and casually replied: "It's very fortunate."

But Shan Zhiyuan was startled again, and when he was about to struggle to get up, Tai Yu's arms were placed across his waist, firmly imprisoning him, and the hot spots under his legs were clearly visible at this moment, hitting his vital points.In Shan Zhiyuan's short life, except for the closeness he had with Gou Chen the day before, he had never been so close to anyone's skin. ……worship……"

Tai Yu smiled gracefully, and pushed up the hem of Shan Zhiyuan's clothes, revealing his waist and buttocks that had been stripped off at some point, and said softly, "Just open your legs."

Although Shan Zhiyuan had guessed, now that it has come true, he is still a little bit unwilling.Holding tightly to the hem of the robe with both hands to block the spring light under the robe, he glared fiercely at Tai Yu and said with a frown: "You gods...have a dignified appearance on the outside, but inside are full of male thieves and prostitutes. Prayer, morning and evening prostration, I serve sincerely, and I never dare to be disrespectful or contemptuous. Why... do these, these... woo..."

Talking about the second half, Tai Yu's fingers had pushed open the entrance behind him, poked and hooked inside, tearing apart the dry mucous membrane.The fingerprints were rough and sharpened on the delicate endometrium, making Shan Zhiyuan breathless, almost gasping for breath, trying to pull the hem of his clothes, and holding the raging wrist, and being tortured by the foreign body sensation, his legs and feet were so weak that he leaned softly. In Tai Yu's arms.

While stroking the inner folds, Tai Yu lowered his head and nibbled on his ear, but sneered and said: "Now I can say these high-sounding words. When I invited me to the upper body yesterday, it was clearly full of desire, and my face was full of spring, why didn't you see me?" Are you half hesitant? If you hadn't tampered with the pantheon, how could this god end up courting a mortal?"

Shan Zhiyuan was so emotional that he didn't notice the loopholes in Tai Yu's words, he just clutched the man's skirt tightly and felt the gold thread slip under his palm, and just now he dissipated a little of the heat, and said in a hoarse voice: "Could it be that... I would like to ? An imposing man, why do you have to do this kind of female subjugation and begging for mercy?"

Shan Zhiyuan thought about this life, Master is loving, he and his senior brother are also brothers and brothers respectful, how come these accidents happened after 20 years of peace?I couldn't help but feel sad from it, a cavity of sorrow rushed straight to my forehead, and I gritted my teeth to endure it, but the circles of my eyes were already red.

Tai Yu couldn't bear the little monk's appearance of a chaste and martyr, but now seeing his eye circles were red, and his eyes were filled with water vapor, but an inexplicable heat rose up, and a faint throbbing pain slipped from his chest, his tone was soft A little bit, but the root of the evil of the gods is a little bit harder.

He separated Shan Zhiyuan's rear buttocks, and when he played with his fingertips, there was gradually the sound of water, and Shan Zhiyuan felt the heat and itching emanating from his fingertips, burrowing into the cracks in the bones.Six days of sauvignon blanc is enough to transform this little monk into a figure suitable for Fengyue, as evidenced by the hot fluid that flooded to the heels of his legs.

Taiyu smiled and said: "Ordinary people are not as good at shaking as you." With one hand withdrawing his fingers, he lifted the sword into its sheath.Even though it was wet and slippery, the passageway was still narrow and resisted, tenaciously resisting the invasion of the murderous weapon, Tai Yu clasped the hipbones on both sides of the little monk again, pressed hard, straightened his waist, and Shan Zhiyuan sat firmly on the tip of his buttocks Too feathery on the legs.

Now the two bento really fit together intimately and seamlessly.

The poor little monk lost all his blood in the pain, curled up in Tai Yu's arms and did not dare to move, those righteous words and high-sounding reprimands were thrown out of the sky long ago.I just feel that the inner cavity is filled to the brim, and there is a danger of bursting from time to time.Therefore, as soon as he noticed Tai Yu's slight movement, he hugged him tightly by the neck, buried his head on his shoulder, and said in a trembling voice: "You...don't...move..."

Tai Yu is funny, but also hard to bear, he just feels the evil fire suffocating in his stomach, being sucked by the hot and soft place, wishing to press him under him immediately and torture him freely.Being whimpered and pleaded like a little beast by this little monk, he couldn't bear it.

When the person in his arms was no longer tense, he rubbed a little cherry red on his chest with his thumb, then turned his head and kissed softly from the earlobe to the side of the neck, swung his waist very lightly and slowly, and said softly: "Human law, The earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature."

Only when Shan Zhiyuan came back to his senses from the severe pain did he feel that when the fiery hard lump moved slightly, there were bursts of indescribable soft itching from the fiery stinging pain like cutting, and his breath became a little messy.The side of the chest and neck was gently comforted again, and the hot tide rose, making the mind chaotic, listening to the god in a daze while doing romantic things, but on the other hand, it seemed... to start preaching?

Tai Yu moved slowly, but the sharpening range of advance and retreat gradually increased, but his voice was soft and hoarse, and continued: "Desires are born from nature, and this is a natural law. You and other mortals have to be restrained by worldly etiquette, secretive, and discriminated against. Such an act against the sky, if you want to follow the sky and seek the way, you must not do it again."

Shan Zhiyuan was aching and itchy from that gentle movement, even his knees trembled slightly, his back was covered with fine sweat, soaking his messy clothes onto his skin.But he still supported Tai Yu's solid shoulders, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you do what you want, it's too late..."

Tai Yu's slender fingers were stuck in the little monk's waist, he lifted it up slightly, and then pressed down suddenly, pushing his waist up, and the scorching hot and thick weapon mercilessly sharpened layer by layer on the delicate inner folds.He held his earlobe sideways and sucked and bit fiercely until he had a faint taste of blood in his mouth before he let go. He laughed hoarsely and said, "Please cast the magic spell once and enshrine once, why is it too late?"

Shan Zhiyuan was caught off guard by a hard bump, his body was thrown high and then fell, he felt that the hot mass crashed into an unprecedented depth, and almost even his internal organs were shrunk and squeezed, he gasped suddenly, and his earlobe hurt all the time It turned into a turbulent tide, the breath was so disordered that the shoulders also shrugged indiscriminately, but still put his forehead on the man's shoulders, and said in a hoarse voice: "Gou Chen... that's enough..."

This attachment like a baby bird made Tai Yu feel a little pity. He freed up a hand to gently caress his well-structured back, and repeatedly bumped back, wantonly enjoying the hot and soft squeeze, One side said softly: "Blunt, I am Gou Chen."