How can a thousand crematoriums be enough?

The sharp claw was blocked by a sword just a few minutes from the centrifuge opening, and then bounced away heavily.

Yin Luoan withdrew his sword, his eyes fell on Duan Yiwen's face, his pupils shrank suddenly.

On that face, a hideous scar was very eye-catching, overlapping with the face in his memory.

The hand holding the sword was pinched tightly, and the blue veins declared the master's mood at the moment.

He will never forget this face in his life.

"You Taoist, cough cough... why are you here?" Lai Fan's self-destructive actions were stopped, and at this moment he finally stood up.

Yin Luo'an didn't reply, but just pushed Rai Fan back without saying a word.

With the sword pointed at Yiwen, the thick spiritual power gradually appeared, surrounding the whole body, exuding a shocking aura.

Duan Yiwen couldn't believe his eyes, how could this Taoist priest still be alive?

With Yu Mao's character of vengeance, how could he tolerate a person who hurt him to live in the world? !

According to his plan, Yu Mao should be seriously injured, and the Taoist should be beheaded by the angry Yu Mao.

What went wrong? !

Yin Luo'an didn't know what Duan Yiwen was thinking, and he wasn't interested in knowing.

With a wave of the long sword, the fierce sword energy pierced through the air, cutting straight through the demon clan pulled by Duan Yiwen to block in front, leaving a long gash in front of Duan Yi's bra.

Blood gushed out instantly.

Yin Luoan's cultivation level is similar to Lai Fan's, but Duan Yiwen's cultivation base is actually lower than Lai Fan's, otherwise he wouldn't have to rely on drugs to get close.

At this moment, after just a few fights with Yin Luo'an, his body was dripping with blood from the sword qi, and his bones were even exposed in several places.

Sensing that something was wrong, Duan Yiwen sent out a signal, and several monsters immediately rushed over and surrounded Yin Luo'an.

These monsters are all confidantes that Duan Yiwen has cultivated for many years, and their cultivation base is not low.For a moment, Yin Luo'an was entangled and unable to get away.

Duan Yiwen seized the opportunity and was about to leave, but Yin Luoan's appearance disrupted his plan.

Originally, as long as Lai Fan died and the army's morale was in turmoil, he could take advantage of the chaos to attack the border in one fell swoop and directly take the Demon Emperor's Palace.

Who would have thought that Yu Mao would let this human being go unexplained.

"Yo, it's so lively."

A voice suddenly sounded, and with the terrifying coercion, it reached the ears of everyone present.

Lai Fan suddenly raised his head, eyes full of surprise, "Your Highness!"

The silver-white figure fell to the ground slowly, and at the same time, the silver light flashed across, and the color of blood suddenly appeared, and the few high-level monsters surrounding Yin Luo'an turned into pieces of flesh in an instant.

The silver thread transformed by demon power almost covered the entire battlefield, trapping everyone in it.

Walking forward in the posture of strolling in the courtyard, the rebels were like puppets whose joints were removed, and the rebels were broken into pieces, and the residual limbs were scattered all over the ground.

Duan Yiwen's eyes were about to split open, and his body trembled involuntarily.The scene in front of him reminded him of the great war more than ten years ago.

Yu Mao is like this, with the silver thread in his hand, he has broken countless people and demons.On that battlefield, corpses piled up into mountains, and the bloody smell lasted for a whole year without dissipating.

powerless

Pinching his upper and lower jaws with cold hands, Yu Mao approached Duan Yiwen with a smile, "What's the matter, aren't you happy to see me?"

Seeing the other party's teeth chattering in fright, Yu Mao was a little bored.

I thought how bold it was to dare to rebel.

Wrap people tightly with silver thread, and throw them back at will.Yu Mao turned his attention back to the battlefield.

The commander was captured, and the rebels had already stopped their movements.Our own army temporarily stopped their offensive and stood respectfully behind Yu Mao.

Feeling the weak connection carefully, Yu Mao smiled.

"Lai Fan, you did a good job preparing."

Long before, Yu Mao sent a message to Qing Shuang to make preparations.

This so-called preparation was for Lai Fan to sprinkle the medicine powder with Yu Mao's demonic power into the rebel army.

As for the effect, huh.

Yu Mao raised his right hand, each fingertip was wrapped with silver threads, and these silver threads extended outwards, connecting to every demon core of the rebels

His silver thread can sense the power of monsters, so these monsters who have been sprayed with medicine powder are more conspicuous than the lights at night, and none of them can escape.

It was this trick that Yumao used in the battle more than ten years ago, and caught the opponent by surprise.

Under the horrified and desperate gaze of all the monsters, Yu Mao clenched his fist suddenly, and the silver thread tightened.

There were screams and blood everywhere.

Victory is decided

Calmly suppressing the surge of blood in his chest, Yu Mao didn't show the slightest bit.

He waved his hand casually, asking the soldiers to capture all the remaining rebels. "Come to Vatican, go back with me. The rest of the people, the obedient ones will be sent to prison, and the rebels will be killed on the spot!"

The medicine given by Duan Yiwen is still a bit tricky. Before the doctor dispenses the antidote, Lai Fan and Qing Shuang can no longer use the demon power.

"boom."

Duan Yiwen was thrown in front of Yin Luoan by Yu Mao, "As I said before, this person belongs to you."

Yin Luo'an was startled, and looked at Yu Mao, his lips parted slightly as if he wanted to say something.

But Yu Mao didn't give him this chance, "Go back to the Demon Emperor's Palace after dealing with it, don't try to escape."

Yu Mao had mobilized too much demon power before he was fully recuperated, and Yu Mao couldn't hold it anymore.He bit the tip of his tongue hard, using the pain to wake him up.

Absolutely, you can't let anyone see your current situation.

Someone grabbed his hand suddenly, Yu Mao turned his head and met a pair of worried eyes.

"Little... I'm going back too."

Duan Yiwen had already fallen to the ground lifeless, Yin Luoan originally wanted to ask some questions.But others couldn't see it, but he noticed Yu Mao's strong support.

The seemingly gentle movements actually put most of Yu Mao's weight on himself, so that the other party could walk more easily.

"Ah......"

Yu Mao smiled softly, and simply leaned on Yin Luoan, and said in a volume that only two people could hear, "Master Dao, I'm tired, you can carry me back."

Yin Luoan was taken aback for a moment, then glanced at Yu Mao, and saw that the other party was smiling, his eyes full of amusement.

Some of them were unpleasant, although Yu Mao's attitude towards him seemed to be the same as before, but it was different if it was different.

Acting like a baby is fake, smiling is fake, intimacy is fake...

Sweeping his hands around the thin waist, Yin Luo'an hugged Yu Mao horizontally.Trying to pull up a smile that is no different from usual, "Go to sleep for a while, I will call you when we arrive."

Yu Mao smiled and closed his eyes.Rubbing his head into Yin Luoan's arms, he heard steady breathing soon.

The doctor had been waiting in the hall for a long time, and when he saw Yu Mao being held in Yin Luoan's arms, he was shocked, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Yin Luo'an avoided the grabbing hand, "I just fell asleep, nothing happened."

Qingshuang looked at the completely dark sky, and stretched out her hand to Yin Luoan, "Your Highness, just let me take care of you, you can leave now."

Yin Luo'an refused, "I'll take him back to the room now, aren't you drugged, it's inconvenient."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qing Shuang to reply, she went straight to the room.

Carefully putting him on the bed, Yin Luoan stared at Yu Mao's pale face for a long time.Sighing, he gently took off his coat for him to sleep more comfortably.

After twisting the quilt patiently, Yin Luoan sat down beside the bed.After all, he couldn't hold back, and put his hand on Yu Mao's face.

The fingertips traced the outline of Yu Mao's face through the void, slid little by little, and finally stopped on the lips.

Slowly leaning down, the distance between the two is getting closer.

Finally, a warm kiss landed on Yu Mao's cool lips, full of lingering but unspeakable feelings and hidden desires.

Suddenly, the pair of silver eyes opened.

The neck was hooked, and Yin Luoan was pulled sideways by the sudden force, and fell directly on Yu Mao's body.

The soft but cold lips curled up, and Yu Mao wrapped his arms around Yin Luoan to prevent him from getting up, and nimbly stuck the tip of his tongue into his teeth.

After Yin Luo'an was stunned, his face flushed red, his hands froze in bewilderment, and it felt wrong to put them anywhere.Only breathing became more and more rapid, and the heart beat violently.

The head suddenly loosened, and the hair crown was torn off by Yu Mao and thrown to the ground.

The jet-black hair was scattered all over the bed, intertwined with Yu Mao's silver hair, and the ambiguous atmosphere was almost suffocating.

Sensing the gradually rising body temperature of the person on his body, Yu Mao licked his lips and chuckled, "Master Dao, can you do it?"

"Stab!"

The person on the body didn't speak, but the torn clothes have already answered this question.

A hand with well-defined knuckles covered the chest, slowly moved down, and gently kneaded at the waist.

Yu Mao felt a little itchy from the callused hand, and couldn't help twisting his body, only to hear the person above him breathing more heavily.

Raising his head, his slender neck raised a graceful curve.Yu Mao moved closer to Yin Luoan's neck, and its two canine teeth suddenly elongated and became sharper, piercing deeply into the white flesh.

In this passive posture, Yu Mao hugged him tightly and swallowed.

Yin Luoan paused and adjusted his posture slightly so that Yu Mao could drink more conveniently.

After taking a few deep breaths, his head, which had been dazed by the heat, finally woke up, and his sanity returned.

What the hell was he doing just now? If Yu Mao hadn't interrupted him, he might have really...

However, even though Yin Luoan has sobered up a lot, the current situation makes it difficult for him to calm down.

Not to mention the overly intimate posture, Yu Mao's clothes were torn off by him just now, and now his hands are directly attached to the bare/naked back.It was obviously a cool temperature, but Yin Luoan felt as if he was touching a hot iron, which made his heart beat faster.

Recalling the touch just now, even if Yin Luoan closed his eyes, he couldn't get rid of that flexible waist.

Going crazy.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Mao finally stopped swallowing.Eyes half-closed, full face.

He licked the two small openings and sealed the blood hole.

"Taoist." Yu Mao pressed close to Yin Luo'an's ear, frivolously bit the earlobe that was stained red, and said, "Should we continue?"

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The author has something to say:

Yu Mao: Can you do it?

Yin Luoan: OK!Of course I can!

Yu Mao: You can do it, I don't want it, tsk tsk.

Yin Luo'an: ... (widow and orphan)