Peach Blossom Demon Category Illustrated Book

After a long, long time, Zhu Li, who has become the wife of a famous writer, rolled happily on the grassland, drowsily, thinking nostalgicly of the love stories he wrote back then.

["Longevity" future interstellar meal replacement version, OOC warning]

When Gu Taoxi woke up, she struggled a little and felt that her hands and feet were bound.

His eyes were covered with a dark cloth, so he couldn't see anything.

There was silence around him, his shoulders were hurting from the rough ground, and with a slight movement, he swallowed a mouthful of ash, which made him cough earth-shatteringly.

The door opened with a drawn-out "squeak".

Someone came in and stopped in front of him, speechless.

Gu Taoxi's heart ached like a knife was stirring it back and forth, tears flowed from his eyes almost immediately.

There is a smell of peaches floating in the air, the sweet and fresh smell is getting stronger and stronger, enough to make any Alpha go crazy.

The visitor let out a sigh.

"Xiaoxi, you're in heat."

Gu Taoxi's body trembled imperceptibly, and fine sweat dripped from his forehead. He gritted his teeth tightly, and almost squeezed out questioning words from the gaps between his teeth: "Where's Your Majesty?!"

The other party didn't answer. Instead, he squatted down and gently wiped his sweat away. Then, he squeezed his teeth hard with his hands.

Sure enough, the tip of the tongue was already bleeding.

Gu Taoxi turned her head angrily: "Yao Zhuo! Let me ask you again, where is Your Majesty?!"

The visitor gently stroked his chin with his hand, and let out a pleasant laugh, as if he was teasing a disobedient pet: "Xiaoxi, my younger brother, you personally fed His Majesty the elixir of life, what do you think? "

The piece of skin that Yao Yao was pinching was extremely hot, as if there were fine needlepoints gently pricking the tip of his heart, Gu Taoxi heard a low moan in discomfort, and couldn't help rubbing Yao Zhuo's slender fingertips with his flushed cheeks.

A very faint smell floated on the tip of his nose.

Powerful enough to radiate fear from the bones.

That was the pheromone that Yao Zhuo deliberately released.

Gu Taoxi's body became hotter and hotter, but her heart was piercingly cold: "Why did you lie to me...why did you lie to me!"

Those sympathy on the battlefield, the deep friendship forged under artillery fire and several times of life and death, the glory of hard work, and the trust of heart...

Now there is only betrayal.

Invincible.

"The empire has long been a rotten big tree." Yao Zhuo's hands were warm and rough, like poisonous poppies, gently brushing against Gu Taoxi's skin, in exchange for bursts of uncontrollable trembling , "Xiaoxi, the current emperor is not worthy of our love and loyalty."

Fingertips stroked the glands on the back of the neck, and the concentration of ambiguous pheromones in the air suddenly soared to an unbearable level.

Yao Zhuo slowly removed the cloth strips covering Gu Taoxi's eyes, just like in memory, the eyes of the person under him showed a pair of youthful eyes, but they were shining with unyielding and full of arrogance.

Yao Zhuo smiled.

He lowered his head and planted an irresistible kiss on the skin of the nape of his neck.

"Xiaoxi, you belong to me."

"I like the radiant you very much. Don't force me to break your wings, put shackles and shackles on you, and lock you on the bed until...the whole body is full of my smell."

【God and priest, OOC warning】

Gu Taoxi stopped at the entrance of the majestic hall, the white robe stretched across the floor, wrapped around his thin and tall body, making him look even more handsome and unstained.

The fountains around the garden flowed quietly. Occasionally, a few drops of water splashed outside, fell on his white robe, and quickly disappeared.

With a blank expression on his face, he put down the prayer stone in his hand, and casually sprinkled some water on a green plant by the roadside.

The drops of water fell to the ground, and not long after, the wilted plant recovered its energy, and a small white flower bloomed on the branch.

The attendants who were sweeping around stopped their movements one after another, with surprise in their eyes, and whispered.

"My God..."

"Did you see it? The priest..."

"Miracle! This must be a miracle! Hurry up and inform the priest, another miracle has been born!"

The two servant boys behind looked at Gu Taoxi with admiring eyes, couldn't help jumping for joy, and whispered: "Dear priest, you have created another miracle. Only you in the world can see Father God, You are truly the greatest priest since the birth of the mainland."

Gu Taoxi glanced at him quietly, her cold tone was no different from the dewdrops on rose petals in the morning: "You are wrong."

The servant boy was taken aback, then immediately shut his mouth, and fell on the ground in fear: "Please forgive me, Lord Priest."

Gu Taoxi's eyes were full of compassion from above, and he stroked the head of the servant boy: "I can't create miracles. Only the great God the Father can create miracles. We are all His people, God the Father will forgive you."

Gu Taoxi walked into the temple alone.

The 24 Roman columns are inlaid with precious stones and gold leaf, which is very gorgeous.

This magnificence looked very solemn and indifferent in the huge empty hall, but he had long been used to it, and walked slowly to the inner side, where there was a blue spring surrounded by several bronze mirrors, emitting a shining light.

Kneeling barefoot in the middle of the spring, he prayed devoutly, begging for God's mercy.

"Xiaoxi."

Not long after, a hand gently stroked his forehead, and the deep voice echoed in the hall, like the music played by the most melodious harp.

Tears flowed from Gu Taoxi's eyes almost immediately.

The cold, noble, and blasphemous priest wept and bent down, kissing the calf of the person in front of him excitedly: "Father, you haven't answered my prayer for several days."

Yao Zhuo rubbed the center of his brows, and lowered his eyes to look at Gu Taoxi.

Gu Taoxi attached her cheek to Yao Zhuo's knee with nostalgia, caressing like an elegant swan: "Father God, Xiaoxi misses you."

Yao Zhuo smiled: "Xiaoxi, my good boy."

Gu Taoxi took off all her clothes, kneeled in the holy spring, and frankly revealed her body so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it: "Father, Xiaoxi will always be your most devout believer."

He boldly led Yao Zhuo's hand to caress himself, and let out a small scorching moan from his mouth. He clumsily seduced the Father God, begging him to linger for a moment: "Please allow me to be loyal to you, serve you, and sink into you. I will Give you everything. I love you so much."

Yao Zhuo lowered his head and kissed the side of his neck, then raised his head upon hearing this, his dark eyes were filled with tranquility: "Love?"

He smiled and pinched Gu Taoxi's chin, as if teasing a coquettish cat: "Xiaoxi, I am God. God has no love."

Gu Taoxi's heart ached with pain, he didn't speak, but gently lifted the hem of Yao Zhuo's robe, and buried his head under him.

Yao Zhuo sat casually on the throne, enjoying the service of the priest.

He lifted his neck gracefully, the bulge in his throat rolling up and down.

"What is love? I only know... the joy of being with you in the temple makes me extremely happy and looking forward to it."