'Stupid' back to the world

Grabbing the brocade under his body, he dug his nails into it vigorously, but it still couldn't relieve the pain.

No, you can't cry... Mu Qingyao, you can't cry, you are a man, not a woman.He kept telling himself this way, and the tearing pain came from the secret place behind him. Suddenly, he was turned around by Mo Qixuan.Above, scorching breath sprayed on his bare/naked skin, Mo Qixuan's thing was still glued to his body, but that thing was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was going to tear him in half... ···

Mo Qixuan looked at the pale-faced person below him, and closed his eyes tightly in pain. A look of pity flashed in his eagle eyes, but the pity was replaced by the hatred that deceived his self-esteem in the next moment. Mo Qixuan Gritting her teeth and rushing forward, she pushed herself deeply in, lingering with him to death... so what if it's a man?

Hitting, flipping, rubbing, hitting again, being forced to endure all kinds of postures and humiliation, this is a love, which should be a beautiful love between men and women, but this love affair is full of joy. With blood on it, it was a love without kisses, without love, and without pity.

It hurts his heart, and the fiery tearing in the secret is mercilessly telling him that this failure belongs to Mu Qingyao, even if he has strong martial arts, even if he has deep scheming, even if he has unparalleled beauty, even if he ······The person I once trusted so much...is Mu Qingyao's failure.Tears, still can't hold back, what is the pain in my heart?Is it for this body that does not belong to him in the first place?Or was it because of the pain behind him that he was so torn that he wanted to die?Or is it because of the situation where trust was once delivered but was treated like this?

Mo Qixuan lowered her head and stretched out her tongue to lick away the tears that slid down the corner of her eyes, it was salty.Why are you crying?Are you not very strong?Even if you were imprisoned by me, you who broke your oath and never showed any grievances, why are you crying at this moment?Is it to arouse my sympathy?Or simply...hate my touch?

Thinking that it was because he hated his touch, and the unquenched anger was rising up, Mo Qixuan let out a low growl, and rushed in again. This time, because of the lubrication of the blood, it was easier to get in, and it was easier to get in. It is easier for him to gallop mercilessly inside... Mu Qingyao clenched her lower lip, trying to hold back the cry of pain and begging for mercy, the pale lower lip was bitten with blood oozing, and the tear below her The pain made him conscious even more...

Panting, the pounding of flesh, the shaking of the bed, and even the faint ticking of tears falling down...

In the inner palace of the queen's bedroom, the smell of lust/desire and obscenity/excessive smell is everywhere. Mu Qingyao's legs are filled with a demon-red liquid, which gurgles out from his body, on his thighs, waist There were bloodstains and bruises all over the upper body and buttocks... Mo Qixuan let out a low growl, his lower abdomen was burning hot, and he sprinkled all the white turbid liquid that exuded a confusing smell into Mu Qingyao's body.Taking a breath, Mo Qixuan got up from the bed, calmly put on her bright yellow dragon robe, and walked out of the hall with an expressionless handsome face, "Chuan Xiaohuan in!" Qing Yao only heard this , and lost all consciousness.

65. Leng Gong

"Master!" As soon as Xiaohuan entered the hall, she saw Qingyao who was lying on the bed almost without breath. Her whole body was naked and her arms, inner thighs, and waist were all covered with bruises. Xiaohuan's tears flowed down. The ground fell, what kind of evil is this? "Master...Wake up, master, what's the matter with you, master?" Choking with sobs, he helped Qingyao, who was weak all over his body, immediately, white liquid flowed down from between Qingyao's thighs, Qing Yao was still unconscious.

Xiaohuan was terrified. There were blood-stained mottled marks between Qingyao's legs, and the horrific scars on the inside of her legs. It was hard to imagine what kind of hardships her master, who had more self-esteem than anything else, had suffered. Xiaohuan rubbed Tears gently wiped the traces under Qingyao's body... But Qingyao suddenly started to burn, her whole body was burning like fire, her forehead and cheeks were burning red, Xiaohuan was helpless, and the salty liquid fell In the corner of Qingyao's eyes, it slides down Qingyao's pale face...

In the dream, Mu Qingyao seemed to have returned to the home in the 21st century that didn't have much warmth but always cared for him. His mother was a gentle and virtuous woman. She always knocked on the door of his room with a bowl of cooked bird's nest porridge: Qing Yao, get up and eat something, with your uncle helping Daddy, you don't have to go to the company so early today.There are helpers at home, so she doesn't have to do anything, but she never stopped until the day when the president and wife of the Mu Enterprise both died in the villa.

That woman is very gentle, just like Mu Qingyao's mother and third wife, but her gentleness has never crossed the line, as if she is the one who belongs to the ancient times.

Qing Yao, Daddy and Mommy are getting old, you need to find a wife to help you manage the company earlier.She always said that. At that time, she was obviously only in her forties, but she kept nagging about being old all day long, but she didn't want to wait for him to find a wife, and they would be separated and never see each other.

Mu Qingyao frowned, and faintly heard a muffled sob.so cold!Qing Yao shrank her feet, subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug herself, now, no one would cover him with a quilt and worry that he would catch a cold...

"Master...Wake up, master, wake up, master, they will scold me if they know you do this, master... Xiaohuan, please wake up... "..." A familiar voice passed through his eardrums and entered his brain.Warm up, who is it?Who will cry for him and be sad for him?This voice is so familiar... Xiaohuan... That's right, that little girl must be crying again, ha, she is obviously 16 years old, yet she is so timid.

"Master, wake up quickly...the three of them are still waiting for you to go back outside the palace. Master...the wife is still outside, and the second young master is still outside. They are all trying to save you. You, master, you can't just sleep like this..." It was so hot, Qingyao's forehead and body were so hot, she wanted to find something to cover her body, but there was nothing in this dilapidated cold palace None, not even a piece of rag.Xiaohuan took off her long gown and covered Qingyao, "Master, hold on, you will be fine soon!"

"You're like this... I'm fine, but you're sick again..." Her throat was hoarse and painful, and although Qing Yao's voice was weak, she was woken up by this little maid crying up.Blinking his sour eyes, his eyes were sore, and the discomfort down there has improved a lot, probably this little girl cleaned it up, although it still hurts from tearing.

"Master, you're finally awake..." Shouted in surprise, Xiaohuan suddenly cried "Wow", and the fears that had lasted for two consecutive days were finally let go at this moment.

"Okay, Xiaohuan, the master knows that I have wronged you." His throat was so sore, and his throat was hoarse, "Is there... water?" While speaking, he turned his head and looked around. Read it again, silently.Sure enough... it's a cold palace.

"Oh, wait, master, I'll find water for you!" Xiaohuan sniffled, and immediately ran away to find water.Qingyao looked around at the cold palace that had collapsed at one corner, except for a bed and a table, there was nothing else in the room, let alone water, not even a bowl.Self-deprecating sneer, Mo Qixuan, is this how you want to punish me?Then you...you have underestimated me, Mu Qingyao, too.Qing Yao sneered, an unconcealable hatred flashed in her eyes, the pain in her heart was covered by that hatred...

"Who?" Qing Yao yelled, and suddenly there was a trace of breath from outside the door.Heh, Mu Qingyao, are you so useless without internal strength?You won't find out until you get to the door.Qingyao moved her body and was about to struggle to get up when suddenly a gust of wind rang in her ears. Suddenly, she was hugged tightly by a pair of lean arms and fell into a familiar warm embrace. The tip of her nose smelled of medicine ······

Mu Qingyao's body froze, but her nose suddenly became sore.

"I'm here to save you." The person holding him said softly, the scent of medicine on his body rushed into Mu Qingyao's nose, it was such a long-lost familiar smell.Mu Chengfeng was still dressed in plain white, and he hugged Mu Qingyao's arms and tightened them fiercely, wishing to integrate this person into his own flesh and blood. When Mu Chengfeng saw him on the broken bed, Mu Chengfeng's heart ached. Suddenly there was a strong beating, the restlessness and worry for many days became the critical point of explosion at this moment, if you can integrate him into your own flesh and blood...

"...Second brother..." Mu Qingyao sniffled, with a forced laugh in his voice, but he secretly scolded himself when he became so pretentious, being embraced by Mu Chengfeng At that moment in my arms, I wanted to cry so much.Mu Qingyao, this is not like you. "Second brother, why are you here? Didn't Mo Qixuan send someone to arrest you?" It wasn't until the moment when Mo Qixuan sealed the vein door in Fengyi Palace that Qingyao figured out many things, such as Zhan Yun, the leader of the martial arts alliance, for example, Yun Jidrill suddenly received a letter from Feige, for example, Mo Qixuan, who was besieging the magic palace led by the leader of the martial arts, was actually so deep in his thoughts...

"You don't know yet, Mu Hua and the others were exiled to the frontier the day before yesterday." Mu Chengfeng did not reply