Remnant bones

Near noon, at the foot of Wakayama, where there are a large number of cherry trees growing, the small town in a cloud of pink flowers welcomes another traveler who has trekked here.

Due to the unique and gorgeous scene here, every year when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, this unknown town will be different from the usual bustle.Juggling, singing and dancing, desserts, street vendors, teahouses... For everyone who comes here for the purpose of enjoying, this is the spring festival held all the time, which makes people unable to extricate themselves from it and let go of the fatigue of daily work and bored.

Stepping into this peaceful and joyous town, even with my emotions, I couldn't help but feel happy.

I walked and watched along the way, although I was curious about this strange traveler who never took off the bamboo hat.But no one talked about it, they just took a look and stopped paying attention to me.Maybe it's because I'm used to seeing outsiders like me with strange clothes.However, their curiosity is only temporary, and compared with selling their favorite products, the latter is obviously more valued by them.

Although I have long been used to the gaze of others, it can be said that it will not have the slightest impact on my emotions.But if I can reduce this third sight from the perspective of other people, it will also make it easier for people like me who are extremely sensitive to feelings to relax.

Add positive points to the first impression of this town in my heart.At an old lady's handmade jewelry booth, I picked out a few cherry wood hairpins that were simple in style but exquisite in workmanship and quite beautiful in color and luster.Intended as a gift for the little ones in Primrose.

When passing by the "Lianxiangfang" Yae mentioned, although I hesitated for a while, I finally pushed the door and walked in.

"Welcome, please go this way." A middle-aged woman in a gray-bottomed white cherry blossom kimono bowed slightly with a smile on her face, and led me into the room politely.

Looking at the surrounding layout, the store is quite uniquely decorated.

After entering the door, the goal is a row of cherry wood shelves of different shapes, on which are placed small and unique wooden boxes, which are packed face powder.Next to each wooden box, there is a relatively simple small wooden box, which contains the same powder as the corresponding wooden box, and guests can appreciate it to determine their own preferences.

And behind the wooden frame, there is a tea room separated by a screen, which is presumably used for discussions.There is a small counter on the left side of the door, which is the place to check out.The whole store is not big, but it is clean and filled with a touch of cherry blossom fragrance, which makes people feel quite comfortable.

No matter what the middle-aged woman is wearing, or her elegant demeanor, it is obvious that she is not a shop assistant, but the proprietress here.I saw that she didn't feel rude about my outfit, and she still explained to me enthusiastically: "This is a small shop run by my husband and I. It mainly sells all kinds of incense powder, and also sells some homemade sachets. .If you have a target you are interested in before coming here, I will get it for you now. If not, do you need our recommendation?"

Taking off the hat and cloak, he was not surprised to see the slightly dazed look in the other party's astonishing eyes.I didn't feel displeased by it, I nodded slightly, and replied in my usual cool voice: "I want to buy 'Qiye Liuxiang'."

"The smell of that powder is not suitable for you." As soon as the words finished, a hearty low-pitched male voice came from the tea room behind: "I think the scent on your body is quite special, can you come to the tea room to talk about it?" ?”

"Master..." The middle-aged woman's face was full of helplessness, but filled with a kind of happiness that only ordinary people can have.He glanced at me full of apology, and was about to apologize to me, but I unexpectedly preempted the conversation: "This guest..."

"It's okay." I suddenly became interested in the owner of this voice, and I took advantage of the opportunity to accept the other party's invitation and signaled the hostess to lead the way.Can you smell it from such a long distance...

Since I haven't done too much activity recently, the medicinal fragrance on my body is very weak.If you don't get close, most people can't smell it at all.It seems that the owner of the shop is also a master... Interesting!

"Then I'm sorry to bother you, please." She bowed slightly and led the way first.

There is no tea in the tea room.

Sitting on the top of the seat was a handsome middle-aged man, dressed in a dark blue men's kimono, looking upright and energetic.Seeing my appearance, although there was a slight trance for a moment, compared to the reaction of most ordinary people, it was much calmer and more capable.

"Although I also know that it may be presumptuous to ask, but I have such a personality, please don't mind." Taking the teacup brought by his wife, the host took a sip and asked with a smile: "I would like to ask , 'Seven Nights Fragrance' is not suitable for you, I don't know what you bought it for?" Really, quite... directly.

Without answering his question right away, I picked up the teacup, put it in front of my eyes, took a deep breath, and the faint fragrance of flowers permeated my mouth.

It's scented tea... He took a sip, but didn't swallow it right away.After savoring its unique and slightly sweet tea fragrance carefully, I slowly replied under the inexplicably nervous expression of the other party: "A friend entrusted me."

"Huh..." I breathed a sigh of relief, and on the face of the middle-aged man, I actually saw the expression of "survival after a catastrophe": "It's okay, okay~ Such a great fragrance, if it is ruined by 'Seven Nights Fragrance' If it happens, I don’t know how many nights I’ll have to sleep with guilt!”

Is it that serious... I'm actually not surprised by his reaction.The pursuit of perfection is what people like us are used to... I don’t know if it’s a habit or a problem?But his starting point obviously made a "major mistake": "Do you think I will use it?"

"Huh? Of course!" The other party nodded, and confessed his thoughts very honestly: "Although it is not the best, 'Qiye' is also my proud 'child'! Besides, if the fragrance powder is not used, is there any value? ?”

"Do you know how to use it?" I asked as I put down my teacup.

"How is this possible! I'm a man, how can I be suitable for such a charming thing!" Although making the powder, the other party was clearly a normal "healthy" man, and he answered without hesitation.

"I'm a man." You don't need it, how can I use it...Of course, Yae's fetishist doesn't count!

"So... Huh!? Really!? It's such a pity!" My eyes widened in astonishment. To my surprise, the male master got my gender wrong, and even the waiter at the side The proprietress couldn't hide the surprise on her face.

Sure enough... No wonder the previous conversation sounded so awkward.But... the sentence "What a pity!" obviously stimulated my nerves, and under the bangs, the blue veins on the forehead involuntarily popped out.Why do I think this one will be "very" compatible with Yae...

"Ah! I'm very sorry, I didn't mean it! It's just that if this is the case, I don't know if I should talk about something..." Aware of his impoliteness, the middle-aged man smiled awkwardly and scratched his hair habitually.Obviously, he also realized that his reaction just now was too rude for a man.

"Say." Anyway, it's not the first time... I didn't mind his slip of the tongue, I lowered my eyes and signaled him not to worry about it.Judging from the good first impression of him, how should I put it... a straightforward and brainless person like him can be regarded as a "rare breed"! — interesting, isn't it?

"That's right." He took out a brown-red wooden box from his bosom, and gently put it in front of me.The man was a little more serious, and said solemnly: "For such a thing, I hope you can help me find the most suitable owner for 'it'."

Inside the wooden box was an irregular black wooden block the size of a walnut.

I picked it up and sniffed it under my nose, but there was no smell.In addition to the light weight, it can be judged from the touch that it is wood, but the oily and translucent color does not seem to have the characteristics of wood.However, I seem to have seen something similar to it in my memory...

"Is this... amber?" Like, but without the turpentine smell.

"No, but it's very close! The guest is the first to say the closest answer at a glance!" The male host grinned happily, and introduced his "baby" with excitement: "We don't care about this kind of thing!" The thing is called 'Jing Yu', and it is a crystal stone that can only be obtained by accident. Its own fragrance can only be stimulated when the body temperature of the person who wears it close to the skin reaches a certain temperature! People, and only a handful of other people can smell it. Every 'Jingyu' is unique, even for me, there is only such a piece!"

Putting 'Jingyu' back into the box, I was not infected by his enthusiasm, but asked calmly: "Why did you find me?" This thing, he is quite precious...

"Because it matches the guest's scent very well!" The host's answer was simply embarrassing.

"I will never leave this small town in my life, let alone my wife. But it is my duty to find the best home for my 'child'!" Holding the hand of his wife beside him , his smile became gentle and full of happiness "The guest is not the master of this 'child', but I hope that you can give 'it' to the most important person in your heart, the existence with whom you can spend a lifetime , must be the most suitable owner for 'it'!"

"..." I was in a daze for an inexplicable moment, and I suddenly felt that such ordinary happiness...is the most beautiful thing in the world...

But, am I also qualified to have it?

"Why do you feel that way?" Just because of the... smell on me?

"This is the intuition of being a 'father'!" His smile is so pure and brilliant that it makes people feel dazzling.Also, what kind of answer is this...

"What if I refuse?" I wanted to see his disappointed expression with evil intentions, but I didn't expect that I also misread it sometimes.

"The customer wants to buy 'Seven Nights Fragrance', right?" There seems to be a fluffy fox tail behind him, shaking non-stop: "This year's limited edition has already been sold out~ If the customer agrees to help For this 'little favor', I can make an exception and make another serving!"

"..." Mo, is this the ancestor of the fox who has cultivated to the state of 'returning to nature'?

Fantastic Fantasies. Clothed Snake (Part [-])

Located in the depths of a certain unknown mountain range, there is a gloomy mountain peak hidden in layers of thick fog - Yindi Ridge.

Yin is the yin of yin and yang.

The land is the land of heaven and earth.

As the name suggests, Yindi Ridge is a rare extremely yin place in the world.Even in the summer when hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, the place is still windy and cloudy, and the mountaintop shrouded in dark gray fog is even more sealed with ice and snow.Here, daytime is just a synonym for time distinction, lack of sunny plants, only white and gray, two similar icy colors.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is a forbidden place for "cannibalism".

Anyone who strays into Yindi Ridge can only leave a skinny skeleton at the foot of the mountain three days later.On the face where the appearance can still be distinguished, there is always a satisfied smile that makes people feel hairy.No one knows exactly what they encountered, and no one knows what would make people willing to sacrifice their lives in exchange for that instant satisfaction.

Stay away from Shady Ridge as long as you want to live. ——Thus, this question has become a secret that has never been solved until now.

But this so-called secret is only aimed at those ignorant mortals.Although in the eyes of those celestial beings who have achieved success in cultivation, it is also an extremely evil realm where "strangers should not approach".

It was the residence of Orochimaru, the "snake demon", one of the two guardians of the Demon Cult.

A forbidden place for all the living and dead except the leader of the Demon Cult and another person.That's right, even a dead person has to stay three feet away. He will tell you that a dead person can also live.not.like.death!Even let a dead person wish to die again.

But today, Yindi Ridge, which was rated as "Forbidden Among the Forbidden", has rarely welcomed its rare guests.

The silver-white sword light ignored the poisonous mist formed by the Nine Yin Corpse Sacrifice, which was enough to cause fatal damage to a cultivator, and shuttled through it.Vaguely, I saw a snow-colored figure disappearing in an instant.

The thin light-colored white halo easily isolated the gray-black mist exuding bursts of bloody breath three feet away.

Break through the layer upon layer of magic circles, and what is presented in front of your eyes is a white world made of ice and snow.

White flowers, white grass, white trees, white stone walls and white stone chairs and tables, the white should be dazzling, but it is strangely soft.It is different from the ashes-like white in the mountains, it is also white, but life seems to flow underneath it, with a little bit of indifferent color in the warmth.

The tall, tall and slender figure leaped down.The saber that stayed in the air returned to the scabbard at the waist in an instant. There was no extra embellishment, it was simple, but exuded a biting chill.

With white hair, white clothes, white eyes, and white sword, this guest who came from afar is more like the owner of this ice and snow wonderland than the strange man dressed in all black.

However, it is obviously not in line with the preferences of the guests.

"Oshemaru, won't you be dazzled by these whites?" I made no secret of my distaste for whites from the bottom of my heart. It was purely the leader's bad taste that I would dress like this. How is his son!

"Hehe... Jun Mai's aversion to white is still the same as before!" Rusha's deep male voice revealed an indescribably evil atmosphere.Leaning on the jade recliner, Orochimaru squinted his pure golden snake eyes and smiled lightly.

The pale complexion made the slightly thin body thinner.The black singlet hanging casually on the shoulders formed a sharp contrast with the white chest that was faintly exposed from time to time.A head of black and soft knee-length hair was casually draped over her shoulders as always, messy, but with a decadent allure.

Thin lips, lightly pursed.From the slightly smiling narrow phoenix eyes, it can be seen that he is in a good mood.

"What do you want me to do?" Sitting down on the stone chair in front of him, I frowned, but asked bluntly with inadvertent ease and indifferent tone.Anyone who has half-realized swordsmanship and is summoned with an urgent secret order will not have a good face!If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was him...

As a friend who met before cultivation, and a colleague who has worked together for a hundred years.Although the two of us can be said to be completely different in terms of personality and preferences, we are in harmony unexpectedly... Although the way of getting along is strange, we rarely have disputes.

It’s just that Orochimaru calls me over from the Valley of Demons thousands of kilometers away from time to time, but the purpose is nothing more than to drink tea and enjoy the flowers. Give him such fun!

"It's nothing..." Playing with the hair hanging from his temples unhurriedly, Dashewan answered the question slowly before the friend in front of him was so angry: "I just want to tell you before the retreat, 30 The 'Yuekui' that was brewed and sealed years ago arrived in Kaifeng. Jun Mai is not interested?" Without ignoring the other party, the flash of light in his eyes.

"Huh..." There was no reply, but I also didn't mean to leave, but it also showed that I reluctantly accepted this "reason".

In addition to staying in the secret room all day long to study and play with those dead body poisons, Orochimaru only has the craft of brewing wine, so I can't say anything to refute.Who told me to be an out-and-out, alcoholic.

"Hehe..." Seizing the vital point of the opponent, Dashemaru stood up in a happy mood, went back to the cave not far away, and took back a black jade wine jar and two wine cups of the same color.

The black nails lightly scratched the sealed layer of oil paper on the wine jar, and suddenly there was a faint scent of wine that seemed to be absent.

Squinting her eyes comfortably, her raised eyebrows stretched out inadvertently.

Quietly looking at Orochimaru's white and skinny slender fingers, deftly playing with the small and exquisite black jade wine cup, filling it up without leaking a drop.The amber liquid swayed and lingered in it, giving people an indescribable enjoyment.

Even though he has not been drunk by the wine, it seems that he has already been intoxicated by the intoxicating fragrance of the wine and the person who poured the wine.

"Jun Mai..." Handing over a cup of pure golden wine corresponding to the eyes of the snake, Orochimaru leaned forward slightly, revealing two faint red spots under the black single clothes.In those eyes, there is undisguised temptation and strangeness.

No response to his wicked game inherited from his father's generation.I took the glass and lowered my head to sip lightly.

These two father and son seemed to challenge my endurance as a race against each other.For this reason, he specially practiced the unique kung fu of Jinhuan Pavilion, and he used the charm kung fu perfectly.It's just that from the day I became an adult, until now, none of them have succeeded.

Who asked me to practice, it is precisely the cold-hearted sword art known for controlling emotions and desires.Coupled with his big body that I have seen since I was a child, it is not so easy to successfully tease my desire... Orochimaru and the leader, regardless of age, are exactly like a pair of brothers, even the method of seduction is the same every time , It would be nice to be able to distinguish!

However, the craftsmanship of this brewing is still the wonderfulness of Orochimaru... the silky liquid flows slowly into the lungs along with swallowing.A trace of warm breath has spread to the limbs, and the indescribable comfort makes me unable to help lowering my eyes and comprehending it carefully.

The friend's indifference was completely expected by Orochimaru, or in other words, this is the "unintentional sword demon" he knows, who is not easily moved by lust - Jun Mai.

It's just that, although the opponent's physique is special, it can be regarded as almost invulnerable to all poisons, and even the love potion has no effect at all.

But this time... the evil spirit in the smile on the corner of his mouth was even stronger, and Orochimaru swallowed the wine that had been dusty for decades in one gulp quite confidently.This time, he is mine...

Greedyly looking at the lean body wrapped in layers of snow-colored silk clothes in front of him, the exposed skin color is a kind of crystal white different from his own paleness, like the finest suet jade, warm and smooth, full of vitality And the powerful power hidden deep.

The silk-like delicate translucent white hair is held up high by the black ink blood hosta with crimson blood flowing through it.It was one of the only two black ornaments on him that the leader allowed him to accessorize.And the other one is the wide belt around the waist that outlines a perfect curve.The high-quality Tianfeng black satin, paired with the deep red camellia meticulously painted by Shanxiu Yuenu, made that tall and pure temperament like a heavenly man, and turned into a godslayer who had fallen into the demon world, exuding a cold and pure killing intent.

Silver-blue eyes narrowed slightly.After adulthood, the slightly harder edges and corners replaced the coolness and softness of youth, adding a domineering and harshness that is hard to ignore.The crazy height at that time made him taller by nearly a head than Orochimaru now, and the immature shadow of the past was no longer seen.Its charm, however, has never been soaring under the experience of blood and killing.

When he was still living in the Wanmo Temple, Orochimaru had seen it more than once. One of the twelve hall masters of the Demon Cult, Qi Lan, who was known as the "Ice Face Succubus", looked sideways at him frequently, but knew how deep he was. Don't dare to step forward.There are countless male and female believers who climbed onto his big bed in the middle of the night without authorization, just for a little intimacy when he was unconscious.But the result is often just the end of blood staining the west window.

That person is the god of death in white clothes in the darkness.No one else is qualified to infect his heart, the only person who can accompany him.

"Kim Mai..." You are mine... I belong to Orochimaru!

"Teng—" There was a crisp sound.

The amber jade liquid slid down the corner of her lips, and the black wine cup fell to the ground with a bang.

Extra Story No. [-] Fantasy. Clothed Snake (Part [-])

Under the swaying faint blue candlelight, on the snow-white jade wall, there are two...to be precise, one slender figure entangled with the other.

Black and white hair intertwined to form a black and white silhouette, sprinkled on the pure black bed curtain.

The plain lips were lightly imprinted on the white forehead below her, kissing the stern man who was not yet awake.Then came the furrowed eyebrows, light-colored eyebrows, high nose bridge, drooping eyelids, and...thin lips with a faint wine aroma.

Nibbling a little bit, sucking the delicious soft meat.Orochimaru stuck out his tongue, pried open the gap between his teeth, and slowly penetrated.Guide the sleeping person, entangle with it instinctively, counterattack the other party's plunder, and explore the sensitive points of mutual fit.

The pure golden snake eyes revealed an indescribable joy, enjoying the tenderness that Jun Mai seldom had before... Even if it was not the original intention of the person involved, he didn't mind.

"Hmm..." The intimate entanglement deepened step by step, making the seductive snake pupils filled with a layer of hazy water.

The breath overflowing between the breaths made the atmosphere between the two of them gradually heat up.

Orochimaru boldly untied the other party's belt, layer by layer, very patiently, but also cautiously as if afraid of waking up the other party, and retreated the neat clothes to only a thin white undershirt.And because he didn't end the deep kiss that made him addicted to it from the beginning to the end, he just took the opportunity to eat a lot of tofu because of the action based on feeling.The strong and resilient muscles make people linger.

"Uh...!" Suddenly, the tingling pain from the tip of the tongue made Orochimaru startled, stood up and backed away.

"Why...don't continue?" The cold and low voice could not hear any emotion or anger.Her white eyes looked at him without any sleepiness, and she seemed to habitually lick the blood at the corner of her lips.

Accustomed to my naturally low-temperature physique, I frowned imperceptibly to the hot touch covering my body.Starting from the sense of touch, the inexplicably dull five senses gradually came to life.

The tongue sucking between my lips and teeth, the palms constantly moving around my waist and buttocks, rubbing against the skin of my inner thighs from time to time... I think, I know, what did that Master Orochimaru who finally "succeeded" do?" good thing".

He mercilessly bit down on the slippery little snake, and was not surprised to hear the other party cry out in pain.The fishy sweetness that remains between my lips and teeth is no less than the fine wine I drink before going to sleep, which makes my only trace of anger disappear without a trace.But this does not mean that I will indulge the other party to play with my body at will, even if it is - Orochimaru.

"Why...don't continue?" The tone of pretending to be annoyed contained sarcasm, but the charming man in front of him was only slightly taken aback, then curled up the corners of his mouth as always, and smiled rustlingly.

"Of course...continue." And he was timid because of this. If he was afraid, he wouldn't be the "snake demon", one of the two major protectors of the Demon Cult!

The excitement in Orochimaru's eyes grew stronger, he lowered his head and kissed away the remaining blood on the corners of my lips, he held my head in both hands, and smiled evilly: "I'm just too happy... a sleeping prey, but it will make me feel so happy." People lose a lot of fun."

I moved my hands, judging by the tactility and toughness, what tied my hands to the stone pillar was the... belt that the leader has always carried with him.The ten thousand year old black dragon's dragon tendons, that old step's most proud trophy.I don't know how his precious son got it.

As if dissatisfied with my distraction, Orochimaru took a hard bite on my neck, leaving a slightly swollen tooth mark: "My dear Jun Mai... as the 'prize' for winning the game, do you Should you be more focused?"

"Oh... I'm more curious." I have always been extremely restrained in my desires, and I have never allowed others to leave marks on my body except for necessary venting.But at this moment, for those long and slender palms that are irritating on him, uh-huh... It feels like I don't hate it... "How did you get it that works for me, sleeping pill? Or... love potion?"

"Hehe..." Didn't answer right away, Orochimaru buried his head in my chest, playing with the two sensitive little pearls with the tip of his tongue, until its owner closed his eyes with an uncontrollable panting.Only then did he reveal the answer with a bit of complacency: "I only have such an altar that can directly affect the 'Yue Kui' who can directly affect your true energy...he just raises your body temperature a little bit~" Although The temperature at this point, for someone with a naturally low-temperature physique, is equivalent to burning desire to the point of high fever.

"Hmm..." Panting with low pressure, under the chant of his characteristic hoarse voice, the sex index rose rapidly.

Because of "Yue Kui", the desire that was half aroused became more and more fulfilling.Through the thin layer of unlined clothing, Orochimaru spared no effort to tease a certain part of my skin.Kissing the sizable murder weapon, maliciously playing with the sensitive hole at the top.Then, after feeling the slight tremor from the other party, he untied the silk belt around his waist, revealing the avatar that was already in high spirits.

As if not aware of the slightest crisis of virginity, I dimly opened my eyes, looked at the pair of gorgeous snake eyes full of greed and exclusiveness, and suddenly smiled... For the first time in my adult life, I slowly aroused... The corner of his lips curled up, revealing a smile that wasn't really gentle.

Orochimaru involuntarily opened his eyes wide, as if he thought he was hallucinating.

"Oshemaru...you don't think that your bedpost is as strong as a dragon's tendon, do you?" While speaking, there was a cracking sound, and the black-haired snake demon was startled by the sudden "big reversal" of the situation, but Obviously there is no chance of counterattack.

"Ah..." He pushed his thin and slender body back under him.The shattered and broken bedpost was thrown beside the bed by me.And the dragon tendon belt "gifted" from the leader fell into the hands of the so-called "victim".

"Oshemaru." The smile on the corners of his lips remained undiminished, but no matter how he looked at it, he had malicious intentions: "Let's continue!"

In terms of force, Faxiu's physical advantages are really not worth mentioning.

"Uh, Junma, Mai... Take it easy..." Orochimaru frowned in pain, the big hand on his clone was not gentle, it could even be said to be rough.The immature and sensitive vitals, the thin calluses formed by the fingertips holding the sword for many years, rubbed red.Yet strangely, there was no sign of softening at all.

I am no stranger to the theoretical approach.But this does not make my "first practice" get extremely impressive results.Although my comprehension ability is very good, the subtle control of power is my weakness.However, I think Orochimaru doesn't care as much as he says.

The pale complexion formed by not seeing the sun for many years is now rendered with an extremely charming light pink color.Orochimaru is not obsessed with the ups and downs of the body position, it is the most faithful hedonism.Although the technology of this bed partner at this time really needs to be considered...but just like I think, he doesn't care.The fact that the target is me alone is enough to make him so excited that even the pain can increase the fun of watching the bed!

Of course, as an animal with a strong desire to conquer like a man, if he can get the object he likes, Orochimaru will never hesitate.

Following his previous movements, from the forehead to the lips, to the collarbone, to the dogwood on the chest, to the navel in the abdomen, and then to the crimson jade pillar standing between the legs, kiss all the way down.When touching the avatar that was touched by an outsider for the first time, I felt Orochimaru's toes straightened unnaturally, and his breathing became short of breath.

I kissed each other lightly, and I hesitated a little for his obviously excited reaction, then I reached out and took the unfinished "Yue Kui" on the table beside me.With the tip of her tongue trying to open the seal, she directly drenched him all over.

The icy liquid accompanied by the aroma of the wine made Orochimaru tremble.

"Ah... Jun Mai, what are you doing... um!" Before he could ask, I licked the sweet wine and took the erect desire into my mouth.The fiery mouth and the irritating Orochimaru are almost unable to breathe, like a fish swimming out of the water, unable to extricate itself and desperately thirsting for the air it needs.

The dragon tendons binding his hands were stretched straight, under my violent caress, soon after, Orochimaru let out a hoarse moan, releasing his long-held desire.

"Ha...ha..." He gasped for breath, and when he recovered from the aftertaste of the orgasm, he realized that his waist had been bent upwards into an unbelievable angle, and his private parts had never been shown like this before. panoramic view.And the arrogant huge avatar has already reached the light-colored closed chrysanthemum.

"Jun Mai..." Bold as Orochimaru, his expression did not change, but he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart because of the atrocities that someone was about to commit: "Do you know what 'foreplay' is?"

My eyebrows raised slightly, and I, who returned to my usual indifferent expression, shook my head without hesitation: "Next time, you teach me." action.

"Ahhh...Jun Mai, you damned!!!" Ling Ling's hoarse scream resounded through the cave.

Let us mourn for poor Orochimaru-sama...

Extra Story No. [-]: Fantasy. Clothed Snake (Part [-])

"Ah, uh...pain..." Orochimaru had never been stabbed more than once by those sanctimonious hypocrites in his life, but he had never felt so painful.The whole body, together with the bastard who firmly embedded the murder weapon in his body, was completely stiff and unable to move.

"..." So tight... I couldn't help frowning, and sweat ran across my cheeks.It's just less than half of it, and the bloodshot overflowing from that pink hole has already stained the pure white jade beneath her body red.

On weekdays, I wouldn't care about the feelings of the people under me at all, anyway, I wouldn't let them live afterwards, so naturally there was no need to be considerate and observe the other party's reaction.But he is Orochimaru, so it is impossible for me not to care.Look at his appearance... Could it be that foreplay is very important?

In this aspect of experience, someone who obviously lacks an important link still doesn't pay much attention to it.The above doubts will not stay in my mind for more than 0.1 second.Anyway, the resilience of the snake demon has always been the best among all the demon cultivators, but if it is injured like this, Orochimaru probably won't care.

Just like that, the feelings of the poor little snake were gorgeously and completely ignored!

However, it is really uncomfortable to be so stalemate.I tried to go in a little bit, and the pleasure accompanied by friction and squeezing made me squint my eyes comfortably, thus inadvertently ignoring the pain on Dashemaru's face that I couldn't scream.

"Uh..." Because I didn't think that I would fail, no one would do nothing to lubricate themselves.Only then did Dashewan realize a "truth" in the pain: always be fully "prepared", the theory and reality are always far apart!He shouldn't think that the gentleness in Jun Mai's bones can cover the loss of reason caused by pleasure.

Or, that so-called gentleness is just his unilateral...fantasy?

Slowly entering the deepest part, I let out a long sigh of relief.Orochimaru's moan that overflowed unconsciously from his throat was indescribably sweet.After tentatively exiting and re-entering, with the lubrication of blood, the previous astringency was relieved a lot.

It should be fine... Sweat blurred my eyes, I took a deep breath, waved the sharp blade, and started to plunder the march of the peak of desire.During the process, he enjoyed the wonderful feeling that he never had before when he practiced swords.

"Ah um... Humph... Jun, Mai..." Orochimaru's moan undoubtedly fueled the spread of desire.

The firm belly, and the close contact with the smooth buttocks again and again, made that unique hoarse cry echo continuously in the cave.

The aggression that made Orochimaru miserable, did not become more unbearable because of time.As the sensual nature that goes deep into the bone marrow is gradually developed, wake up.With strong adaptability, the tender meat, which was trying to repel foreign matter at the beginning, can be cooked in a short period of time.