King's Sacrificial Queen

The rabbit was roasted, and Xiao Ling held the rabbit, feeling a little puzzled.Seeing the little guy's salivating appearance and Dead Ye's nonchalant look, in the end, Xiao Ling put the rabbit in front of Dead Ye.

Looking at the rabbit in front of him, and then at Xiao Ling who was kneeling and waiting far away, Dead Ye sneered.It's not that people are useless, at least the little slave he met is very heartwarming.

"I do not need!"

The little guy seemed to be waiting for Death Ye's words, and immediately jumped up, grabbed the rabbit in his mouth and jumped away.When I looked back, I threw this meaning: What are you pretending to do, you don’t have your share in the first place!

Jumped twice and came to Xiaoling's side, then put the rabbit on Xiaoling's hands, and the little paw danced a few times, as if telling Xiaoling: Don't pay attention to that arrogant guy, I haven't eaten yet!

Looking at Dead Ye again, at this moment Dead Ye has closed his eyes to rest, leaning against the wall like a wounded noble beast, although he is at the end of the road, he is still majestic and upright.

Seeing the little guy constantly grabbing his hand, Xiao Ling smiled, then tore off a piece of meat from the rabbit's hind leg, and placed it in front of the little guy.Seeing the meat, the little guy immediately got down on the ground, covered the meat with his little paws, opened his teeth and began to tear and eat it.While eating, he looked up at Xiaoling, his eyes sparkled, and he seemed very happy.

The same is true for Xiaoling, tearing off a little bit along the place where the meat was just torn off, and chewing slowly in his mouth.From time to time, he still sneaked a look at Dead Ye, but from the beginning to the end, Dead Ye never looked at him.

Perhaps at this time, the king felt that he was a burden!

Xiao Ling lowered his head, maybe at that time, he died, the situation will change now.

Slowly, Xiao Ling felt that maybe his existence was superfluous, as if now, Dead Ye didn't need him at all.But he couldn't do without this person!

Kneeling at the entrance of the cave, Xiao Ling seemed to be an abused boy, the little guy was beside him, but he couldn't feel the warmth.

Maybe it was God's tease, he was destined to live like this for the rest of his life!

The little guy waved his little paws, as if he hadn't eaten enough, Xiao Ling smiled and tore off some more meat.They don't know how long they can last in this place, and the food needs to be carefully calculated, but Xiaoling will not treat the little guy's stomach harshly, and would rather be hungry by himself.

The sky was getting dark gradually, but Xiao Ling was still kneeling beside the entrance of Shandong Cave.Although he wouldn't say anything while sitting in the dead night, Xiao Ling, who had low self-esteem, wouldn't think so.Maybe if you are more obedient, it will make people feel that it is more useful, and it will not be easily discarded.

The shadow at the entrance of the cave was stretched longer and longer, Dead Ye sat in the cave and thought about the days and nights spent with Xiaoer, but in the end, it turned into what it is now, God is so fair, and gave you a sweet dream, But it also gives you time to wake up.

When I woke up from the dream, everything returned to the original place.

Looking at Xiao Ling who was hooking fingers with the little guy next to the cave entrance, Xing Ye's eyes were a little confused.There is actually someone beside him, and it's still Xiao Ling!

Seeing Xiao'er's face, Dead Ye's heart began to sink little by little, and finally completely immersed in resentment towards Xiao'er.Xiaoling was still playing with the little guy, but the little finger touched the little paw, and one person and one mink played happily.

"come over!"

Death Ye's voice reverberated in the cave, and Xiaoling's body trembled habitually, and then he looked at Death Ye in a panic. At this moment, Death Ye seemed to be a giant beast on the verge of running wild, with blood-red eyes fixed Staring at Xiao Ling, this made Xiao Ling's heart sink to the coldest depth.

For Xing Ye at this moment, Xiao Ling is Xiao'er, the object of his hatred!

Barely standing up, his knees were a little swollen, he walked over carefully, and slowly knelt down three steps away from Xing Ye.Then respectfully waited for Death Ye's next order.

Seeing Xiao Ling approaching obediently and kneeling in front of him obediently, Xing Ye's chest heaved a lot, as if he was very angry.He grabbed Xiao Ling's shoulder and pressed him to the ground. Regardless of Xiao Ling's muffled groans, he grabbed his arm and twisted him behind him.The other hand tore Xiao Ling's clothes vigorously, and the thin clothes that were originally flimsy were turned into pieces under the huge pull of the dead night. Looking at Xiao Ling's body exposed to the air, there were still remnants of what was left by the dead night on it. The traces of ambiguity, the eyes of the dead night are even deeper, throwing down his armor, forcefully separated Xiao Ling's legs, lifted Xiao Ling's waist, and let him kneel down to completely expose the place where he accommodated himself. come out.

His body hurts a lot, but Dead Ye will not take pity on him.At this moment, he is just like what Dead Ye said, he is just a bed slave for him to vent, he has no right to cry out pain, so he can only endure all this silently.

The body began to be surrounded by the cold air, and it turned into a bright rainbow color, which made Xingye's sexual desire even more intense!

Without any foreplay or lubrication, Xing Ye violently stepped forward and rushed into Xiao Ling's body.

No pity, no care, not even a little pity.It seems that Xiaoling is a doll without emotion, even if he is so abused, he will not cry out for pain.

"Why did you betray me? Why? You approached me with a purpose. At the moment I dropped the sword for you, were you secretly laughing at my stupidity? Why? What did I do wrong?"

The brutality of the dead night is also mixed with infinite sadness.Xiao'er's departure hit him hard, so now he needs to vent, completely vent, and beside him, there is only Xiao Ling.

So in this situation where he was running away, Xiaoling once again became a stand-in for Xing Ye to vent his resentment.

He didn't cry out for pain, even if he did, Dead Ye would only treat him more roughly.

He is just a lowly slave, and for Dead Ye, this is the only existence.

Gritting his teeth tightly, no one can bear Xiao Ling's pain.All that Dead Night can give him is endless pain and torture.The little guy was jumping and screaming in front of Dead Ye, as if warning Dead Ye not to be so rough.

But at this time, Xing Ye didn't care about what Xiao Ling thought, how much his body hurt, he was still venting on Xiao Ling's body constantly.

The blood stayed and dripped on the ground, forming a bewitching color, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Xiaoling's pained murmur echoed in Dead Ye's ears, but in exchange for Dead Ye's more brutal treatment.

The little guy finally couldn't bear it anymore, and spit out a small fireball at the death night, but this attack was not painful to the death night at all.

"I let you betray me? Let you leave me? Now I see how you go—"