Raising the coffin to make a fortune [travel]

Wan Baylor could have buried them directly below the surface of the earth, but after witnessing the dangers that Jin Wenling experienced, he changed his mind and embedded these blood corpses alive in independent rocks. As long as he wanted, he could let them Stay there forever, facing the nothingness that eternity brings, until the day the world ends.

His heart twitched, as if someone had directly inserted his hand into his chest and grabbed his heart. He hugged the handsome man in his arms tightly and pinched his chin, a little rough turned his face to kiss him.

Jin Wenling behaved calmly and submissively, and even had a gentle and lingering friendship. He didn't know that intimate contact between people would soothe the anxiety in his heart. A strong sense of responsibility oppressed his young heart, and the pressure that was difficult to release made him Premature maturity, using a kind of unreasonable violence to vent the depression in my heart.

"Is this... um... a personality flaw?"

At the moment of exchanging breaths, Jin Wenling asked Wan Baylor something that sounded inexplicable, but the latter quickly understood what he meant.

He kissed him deeply for a while, before he got a taste of it, and temporarily let go of the restraint on him.

"Wen Ling, since I blew up the puppet world last time, many fragments of memory have gradually bonded together. Many of the wars provoked by the part of me that was not a human being to play with people's hearts, those who died will be inexplicably popped into my head."

Wan Baylor looked into Jin Wenling's eyes, looked away a little guilty, and pinched his chin childishly, forcing him to turn his head away from looking at him.

He rested his chin on his shoulder, and his lips were very close to his ear. The warm and moist breath he exhaled made Jin Wenling shrink into his arms comfortably.

"I was a little scared at the time, why did I do such a thing, what would happen if you found out, would you dislike me? Later, after arguing about the evidence and setting up wine, I thought, well, never mind, if you find out Anyway, I’m an idiot, so I’ll stick to it, the Jinling Yu clan can’t be dismissed, right?”

As Wan Baylor said, without warning, he kissed Jin Wenling's cheek hard and made a sound, which startled him, and turned his head to look at him a little reproachfully.

He saw his pure eyes and the ignorant expression unique to teenagers, and he couldn't believe the crimes about him manipulating people's hearts to control killing.

"Hey, who knows that our thoughts are similar. If I knew you cared so much about this kind of thing, I might as well confess to you first. Wen Ling, don't worry, the lives in my hands are piled up more than all the lives under your control." There are many more people."

One will be a million bones.

Jin Wenling looked at Wan Baylor's almost perfect skin. Before becoming a human, how many of his own kind had he effectively killed? The so-called god of death was nothing more than that.

"Wen Ling, you should thank yourself, because you managed to attract my attention, didn't you?"

Wan Baylor looked at him with a cancerous face, and the domineering president's lines were utterly slick.

"I don't want to mess with people's hearts anymore, I just want your heart."

He stretched out his hand and poked Jin Wenling's chest. Once his hand covered his skin, it stuck and refused to move away. He rubbed him suggestively and bit his ear.

"For the love and peace of the world, should you obey me?"

Jin Wenling broke free from his grasp, turned around to face him, leaned over and sat astride him, the two of them were very close, and their bodies were tightly fitted together.

"Those criminals..."

"Alright, Wen Ling, stop talking."

Jin Wenling anxiously held down Wan Baylor, pressed his shoulders and pushed him to lie on the back of the sofa.

"Because their husbands raised troops against me...my tyranny, I thought they were unworthy to be human wives, so I married them to my six horses."

Jin Wenling buried her head between Wan Baylor's neck, whispering in a muffled voice, he still takes the atrocities for granted, for some reason, he just can't be justified in front of this person, and even feels ashamed.

"When I first came to the throne, I started to build mausoleums. I also restored the system of human sacrifice. Those who need to be buried are prisoners of war from neighboring countries and those who have resisted me. I have them made into living figurines and fired into shape. Wait for me to die and be buried in the mausoleum, even in the underground world, you must listen to me."

He took a deep breath, and rubbed his cheek against Wan Baylor's neck, and the latter's hand touched his waist, caressing him soothingly, he didn't seem very surprised, and didn't mean to dislike him.

"The six steeds of Longling were left to me by my father. When I came to the throne, I was too old to stand in a line of honor. They died one after another after a while. I let those six women bury my mounts. You have heard of silkworm horses. story?"

"Oh……"

Wan Baylor hugged Jin Wenling tenderly and nodded.

"It seems to be a story about a father who killed a steed that coveted his daughter, skinned the horse and hung it outside, but the horse skin was blown by a dark wind and took the girl away?"

"That story was a lie, and it was about what I did."

Jin Wenling put her arms around his neck, and his hands were tightened tightly, as if afraid that Qian Baylor would let him go suddenly.

"I skinned those women, and then sewed the hides of those dead horses on their bodies to make the six horses of Longling. After I die, they will guide my soul to go to the Paradise of Elysium. .”

Jin Wenling suddenly sat up from him and looked straight at Wan Baylor. He touched his cheek, narrowed his eyes, and tried hard to find even the slightest trace of fear and disgust on his face.

"puff……"

Unexpectedly, the man laughed uncomfortably.

"you!"

Jin Wenling suddenly became angry from embarrassment, as if a boy who confessed affectionately was suddenly interrupted by a girl he liked talking and laughing, both shy and inexplicably angry.

Immediately afterwards, Wan Baylor pinched his cheek and pinched him mischievously.

"Didn't I tell you that since I blew up the puppet world, I have recalled a lot of previous memories? I have known about this for a long time, alas... You are smart, and you are so cute at a critical moment. You still use seals for this matter, and you use me to execute it, how could I not know?"

He embraced Jin Wenling's body more proactively, and kissed his neck.

"Let's make do with each other. Neither of us is a good guy. Didn't I tell you? A bitch matches a dog forever."

Wan Baylor shrank his neck, and before Jin Wenling beat him up, he made amends: "Is it okay to let you do the dog?" He pressed the back of the sofa and kissed him.

His kissing method is quite rough, a bit like the feeling of being smashed after being exposed. The tip of his tongue opened his teeth and enjoyed his mouth wantonly. Before Qian Baylor could stop him, Jin Wenling's tongue was caught His very visible canines were slightly scratched, and the corners of his mouth smelled of blood.

"Are you okay, honey? I forgot to tell you, my canine teeth are very sharp, I didn't expect you to be so proactive..."

He said a little embarrassedly, and stretched out his hand to pinch Jin Wenling's chin.

"Open your mouth and let me see."

Jin Wenling was very obedient this time, she opened her lips slightly and stuck out the tip of her tongue, allowing her entire mouth to be presented in front of her lover.

He swallowed his saliva, his voice somewhat dimmed.

"Put it out a little more, I can't see clearly."

Before the tip of Jin Wenling's tongue could retract, he bit it gently. He curled up his tongue and played with his lips, even licking directly on his wound.

"Hiss..." The strong tingling and pleasure made him quickly withdraw from the kiss with him, but he kissed him again quickly, and the smell of blood spread around their lips. , is a stronger sexual suggestion.

While kissing his lover, Wan Belle ripped his shirt out of his trousers with both hands. Jin Wenling's whole body trembled, and she suddenly parted her glued lips, and stretched out her hand to grab his wrist.

"Let me go get ready."

As he spoke, his figure straightened up, intending to leave Qianbaile's embrace.

"what happened?"

Yu Liangwan didn't allow him to escape like this, and pulled Jin Wenling's body back into her arms very forcefully.

"Well……"

He involuntarily let out a muffled grunt. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he could still judge his pain from the moan.

"Wen Ling, what's wrong with you?!"

Wan Belle's expression became tense, and he gently but firmly pulled away his clothes. The moment he caught sight of him, his heart tightened - his entire back was once again covered with mercury-colored corpse spots.

Jin Wenling's tense body in his arms instantly relaxed, and he had nothing to hide.

"It's the silkworm horse's resentment that aggravated the deterioration process, but this situation has continued for a while." He sighed. Although he didn't want him to worry, he still told the truth. It's best to hide it from him.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

He rubbed his back distressedly. The horrifying marks on it were already indifferent and barely visible, but at this moment they emerged so vividly, reminding him that this body is going into the process of decay.

"I'm working on solving this matter. The main purpose of this operation is also the same. The silkworm horse is my mount in life. It can help me attract the soul and complete the transformation between the physical body, just like the Taifu. He used Zhang Guided by the family's totem unicorn, I finally got rid of the child's body and returned to the body."

"But Silkworm Horse no longer recognizes you as the master, so won't it be dangerous to lure the soul?"

"There's nothing I can do. My body won't last long." Jin Wenling sighed, looking helpless.

"Can't we share some of the part that was passed on to Chen Cheng last time? Otherwise, let's go to the hospital to see how he is doing."

"No need to go." Jin Wenling pulled up her clothes and turned around, looking at him calmly.

"He is dead."