[Grandson of the Slick Demon] Ukiyo Night Dance

~~~~~The brightest shooting star~~~~~

Feeling Lu Sheng's hot palm touching her waist, Ying Wu followed his movements and lay down slowly.

"I like you, Firefly."

The usual confession, but because of Lu Sheng's charming voice, it sounds extremely moving.

While whispering, he stroked her face with his hands.The soft fingertips rubbed her smooth skin, and the body temperature of the two merged together, warming each other.

"Me too, Lu Sheng." Yingwu raised her chin slightly, and glanced at his handsome face, "For the past three years, I'm sorry..."

"Don't say it." Lu Sheng sighed softly, and pressed her slightly parted lips with his thumb, "Don't say it now."

Closing her mouth obediently, Yingwu felt his scorching palm slide in along the neckline of her bathrobe.

As soon as the shoulders were cold, the neckline of the bathrobe was pulled below the shoulders by Lu Sheng.He tried to pull the belt impatiently again, but Naihe pulled it tighter and tighter, until Yingwu almost couldn't hold his breath.

"Actually... you don't need to take it off..." Panting, Yingwu pushed back the hem of the bathrobe.

Yes, that's how kimonos are designed, even if you don't take them off, you can still do things.

"No, Yingwu." Lu Sheng lowered his head, licking her earlobe lightly, "I want to see all of you."

"Hmm..., um..." The wet and numb touch made Yingwu tremble slightly, she stretched out her stiff fingers, and touched the belt.

After finding the slipknot, she pulled it lightly, and the seemingly complicated belt slipped off.

The bathrobe on her body also opened up, feeling the invasion of cold air, goose bumps immediately appeared on Yingwu's smooth skin.

Although this summer is very hot, the night in this mountain is very cold.

Lu Sheng looked at Yingwu's body quietly, as if frozen, motionless.Only the inexplicable look in his eyes let Yingwu know that he was not distracted.

"What's wrong?" Yingwu felt hot all over his body, the goosebumps on his body disappeared, replaced by a pink blush.

"Although I don't know if I can keep you safe and sound for the rest of my life, I swear, as long as you are by my side for a day, I will not let you get hurt again." Lu Sheng put his hand on Ying Wu's lower abdomen, He stroked gently along the scar that was about a finger long.

"Lu Sheng..." Yingwu's nose soured, tears streaming down her face, "I don't want you to swear anything for me, as long as we are still together, that's enough."

"Firefly Dance!" A trace of panic flashed in Lu Sheng's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

Wiping away the tears on her face with his hands, Lu Sheng kissed the red lips.

Stretching out her hand, hugging Lu Sheng's body tightly, Yingwu let go of her body and mind, and plunged into this crazy lingering.

Meteors flew by outside the window, casting a brilliant light like fireworks on the hot spring water.

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She has endured a lot of physical pain, but nothing can compare to this pain of love.

Of course, the reason why it is so uncomfortable is not only the physical, but also the oppression in the spirit.

Yingwu didn't know what the ending between herself and Lu Sheng would be, but now there was no light in front of her.

Lu Sheng kept the last innocence in his heart, not to be engulfed by the black fireworks of revenge.

Yingwu looked at Mikimaru placed on the tatami, and countless thoughts flashed in her mind.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

A voice sounded in her mind, and Yingwu knew that it was Concubine Wen Che Yao.Her demon power has always been hidden in her body and has never been revealed.But what Ying Wu wants to do, she is very clear.

The outstretched hand froze in the air, she looked at Lu Sheng's sleeping face, and hesitated at this moment.

Now she can completely abandon the idea of ​​revenge and stay with Lu Sheng.No matter how powerful the Yamato group is, they dare not openly break with the Nura group.

But if she insists on revenge, will Lu Sheng support her decision?

she does not know.

In the past three years, it is impossible for Lu Sheng not to have changed, just like himself.She had no way to guess her weight in Lu Sheng's heart.

How far can he compromise for her?

Withdrawing her hand back, Yingwu glanced at Lu Sheng's beautiful face again, "Where is the big snake now, do you know?"

"Are you still going?" There was a trace of surprise in Wenche Yaofei's voice, she thought that Yingwu had changed her mind.But if Hotarubu doesn't take Yayakimaru, it will be very difficult to deal with Orochi Miho.

"Of course I'm going." Yingwu stood up, "This is the purpose of my coming back."

Unexpectedly, Orochi was not in Tokyo, but followed the two to the sea of ​​trees.

It's just that Yingwu is not surprised, the big snake always chases Lu Sheng away.

It was a pitch-black cave, and the sound of music could be heard faintly immediately.

After only listening to a short passage, Yingwu knew that she was playing Bach's suite in G major.It's just that the technique is so bad that Yingwu's eardrums hurt from hearing it.

Lu Sheng actually listened to this level of performance for two years, I really admire him.

Covering her ears, Yingwu concentrated her energy on herself, "Wenche Yaofei, why are you helping me like this?"

"Ah, you just asked this question now, I really thought you were stupid." Concubine Wenche Yao chuckled, her clear laughter like a silver bell was full of sarcasm, "How much do you remember about you?" Father's matter?"

"My father?" Yingwu was stunned. Her memories of her father were almost all from her mother's description. "I only remember that he died when I was 5 years old. I can't remember anything else. gone."

"After the death of the second generation of the Nuliang group, Kanto was in chaos for a while, and countless monsters wanted to seize this territory. Maybe nothing special happened in the human world, but the battle between the demon world was terrible." Wen Che Yaofei's body suddenly appeared in front of Yingwu, and her gorgeous twelve single clothes almost covered most of Yingwu's sight.

"What does that have to do with my father?" Yingwu still didn't understand, could it be that her father is not human?

"Although your father is an ordinary person, he actually possesses powerful spiritual power. It's just that he hadn't awakened at the time, so a monster passing by was beheaded as a demon exorcist." To Ying Wu, "And you have inherited his blood perfectly, but you don't know it."

"Is it stronger than Yuluo?" Yingwu grasped the point at once, the concubine Wenche Yaofei was not interested in herself, but in the spiritual power possessed by this body.

It's just that she still didn't expect that such a reason was hidden behind her father's death.

"If you have worked as hard as her for more than ten years, you should be stronger than her. It's just that the spells of the onmyoji are still too wasteful for your spiritual power. You might as well learn the techniques of Taoism." Wen Che Yao The concubine sighed, and pulled out a knife from her sleeve, "Although the big snake Miho has a powerful father, she is quite weak. But for you, you still need such a monster knife to make it live."

"This is..." Yingwu looked at the slender knife with an extremely large arc, and was stunned.

"Boy Qie An Gang." Concubine Wen Che Yao danced casually as if holding a toy. She looked at Ying Wu's thin body and said helplessly, "It seems to be a little longer."

"But, shouldn't this knife be in the National Museum?" Yingwu didn't dawdle in the Qing Cross Strange Detective Team. She had seen such a famous demon knife countless times in various appreciation albums.

"It's too wasteful to put it in the museum. I'll borrow it to let it breathe." Concubine Wen Che Yao took out the knife, put it on her lips and kissed it, "Since you are reluctant to use Mimiqie Wan, then use this Take one."

Yingwu was speechless and could only accept it.

The weight in the palm of the hand is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary knives, but the quaint blade shone with a bloodthirsty cold light.

How could a demon sword that had killed countless monsters, even Shuten-douji, be a good thing.