Lanshan Snow

Among the dark green vines and leaves, a pair of slender hands are sunk separately.The fingertips of the hands were covered with a layer of sweat, and they were glowing red under the light of the torch, as if they were suet jade waiting for someone to play with.Such a pair of hands, which were only raised by thousands of luxury in the Dongzhou family, but the wrist bones are fixed by vines.

It can only be pasted on the altar stone surface of primitive tribes.Not even a centimeter could be spared.

In vain curling up and letting go.

The brocade black silk embroidered with Baima silver covered the youth's white jade-like face, outlining the beautiful outline of the eyes.The world is dark, and the remaining perception becomes clearer than ever... Every short distance on the smooth rattan, there is an obvious leaf node, a pair of opposite fleshy round leaves, like jade beads...

They become the wizard's extended fingertips, a different kind of kiss.

Passed by section by section, causing strange shudders.

"Alo..."

The young master shouted intermittently.

"I'm here. Alan, I'm here..." A familiar kiss fell, and kissed Qiu Bodeng's eyes through the silk cloth.Contrary to the deep and gentle voice, the wisteria inch by inch, coiled, whirled, deep and ruthless... more terrifying than ever before.

The leaf nodes are broken, and the translucent juice is full of vitality.

The juice is smudged, and it burns out a layer of warmth.

……

It's almost like some kind of inhuman tentacles, exploring and nourishing.

In case its mate can't bear it.

The darkness magnifies the danger and mystery of the Thule wizard, and the familiar environment has awakened the monster from many years ago—he is not only the head wizard of Thule, but also the monster boy who lived in the cave many years ago...Here is his alone Huddled up, enduring the cold and dark place alone.

He had never seen a bonfire, let alone the sun.

The 16 years of coldness, killing, and being like a beast but not a human have distorted an extreme monster.The usually cold and handsome skin is just a skin used to seduce lovers.

The naive Arlan was so polluted by it that he was delirious, so he recklessly followed him back to the lair, and it finally showed its greedy true colors... This was caused by Allan himself. He took pity on a terrible monster and made the monster go crazy ——It wants to tear Allan's soft body apart and turn Allan into his warm flesh and blood lair.

The last pair of leaf nodes broke off, and the last bit of the vine tip pulled away.

"Arlan."

The deep voice passed through the eardrums, and the fingers that landed on the side of the face were cold and hard, full of pity and punishment.

"Not good."

provoke him.

More than once.Not well behaved.

His Alan replied vaguely.The next moment, the fingers that had just been loosened tightened again, almost breaking the thin knuckles... The scream was blocked in the throat by a kiss that both comforted and imprisoned——The guardian of the altar The man cut open his lamb straight away.

Unprecedented ferocity.

Qiu Bodeng finally realized how dangerous it was to tease his own Hu Gecuo by messing around a few times before.

Wizard Thule had definitely tried his best to restrain him before, otherwise he would have died on the rug many times.

——This is simply not something he can bear!

In just an instant, his thoughts were shattered, and he couldn't even make a sound to beg for the mercy of his lover—destruction...complete destruction...if the Thule wizard hadn't trapped him on the bluestone in advance, the squeamish young master might Already crying and begging, wanting to run away.

Can't cry, can't breathe.

The black cloth was soaked.

It is not only Thule's chief witch who encircles him, but also the monster boy from many years ago.

The monster is grabbing the warmth, occupying the softness, and using the most extreme way to tightly surround his Arlan, turning him into his flesh and blood lair.

...Every bone in the whole body was trembling and trembling. Almost immediately, tears soaked the silk cloth and stuck to the eyelids wetly, sealing the vision even darker and more sinking... Qiu Bodeng wants Backing away, wanting to curl up, at least, at least give him a chance to catch his breath!

The soft but tough vines entangled the lonely wrist bones, no matter how hard the young man struggled, he couldn't break free.

Before he hurt himself, the man's hand covered him, easily separating his sweaty fingers.

The back of the hand was pressed and stuck to the smooth stone surface without leaving any gaps.

The last trace of the only freedom is also stripped away.

Tick, tick.

despair.

In the boy's nasal voice, which seemed painful but sweet, there were interspersed with quick and urgent dripping sounds.

The light from the fire shone on the bluestone countertop, reflecting a clear silver light.

...The barbaric sacrifices in ancient times believed that the death of the sacrificed animal before the completion of the ritual process was an ominous omen.The mysterious shamans used vines to provide a steady stream of vitality to the bound sacrifice, ensuring that it would not die before the last piece of flesh and blood was devoured by the mountain gods.

If it weren't for those broken leaf joints and crushed juice, the young master would have died.

It is different from usual, there is no room for retreating, completely restrained, there is no escape, even if the other party exceeds the limit, they can only bear it.

The man's muscular fingers twisted the young man's tightly biting lips, taking away even the last trace of autonomy,

Qiu Bodeng couldn't restrain his crying at all, and called his lover brokenly... Every bone was trembling, even the fingertips were trembling.The internal organs seemed to be destroyed as well, turning into a hot and swollen lair—a lair specially designed for monsters to parasitize.

The monster kissed him, coaxed him, but would not let him go.

In the past, a little bit of fire that collided with stones could cause a lonely monster to cut off its own arm and hide the fire inside.Warm your blood vessels and bones.

What's more, now its Allan is warmer and softer than all the bonfires.

The air flows violently in the cave.The flaming torch was rolled up with black smoke.The demon is devouring the holy son it has lured—the plain white boy has become a canvas in its palm, smearing bright red, green vines, peach pink... gorgeous and mysterious.

Just like in the ceremony, the wizard traced various patterns on the lamb with oil paint.

Crying intermittently...

Before the last weeping sound came out, it was crushed even more by the next wave, which was even more unacceptable.

The narrow silk could no longer absorb a drop of tears, so it stuck tightly, outlining the beautiful bridge of the nose and the outline of the beautiful eyes.

"Alan, do you regret it?"

The Thule wizard kissed the crystal tears dripping from the edge of the narrow silk, and asked Arlan who could not answer him.

...do you regret it?I feel bad for a monster like him.

Qiu Bodeng couldn't hear what Wizard Thule asked at all, so he could only instinctively shout upside down, A Luo for a while, Hu Gecuo for a while—he was definitely the most innocent young master in the world, obviously he was restrained by Wizard Thule like this , Such deprivation of vision, cruel treatment, even pleaded for help from him more and more pitifully.

——It is clear that the culprit is him.

...provoking again.

Pushing away the boy's sweat-drenched hair.

Wizard Thule leaned over and bit his Alan hard... The cold tip of his teeth was nailed to the slender joints, preventing his Alan from making soft pleas——

The overlapping spiritual nets suddenly burst into an incomparably bright brilliance.The snow field condensed by the spirit of the Tule wizard, all the white snow, all the crystal branches, completely exploded on the spiritual tip of Qiu Bodeng...the blazing light, the flames that drowned everything, and the roar of mountains and tsunamis.

All extreme, paranoid, and terrifying emotions completely destroyed all the reason and consciousness of the young master.

Silent cries were drowned in mental screams.

Every spiritual core, every deep subconscious, every self-cognition was shattered by the other party's breath... From the inside out, the soul and body were swallowed up at the same moment.

He was loved and destroyed, saved and torn apart.

The drenched silk was finally untied.

In the blurred vision, the grottoes are filled with flames. There are ancient primitive stone carvings. Their faces are covered with moss and blurred. In the flickering flames, it seems that the gods are resurrected.The flowing wind whizzes past, the cave echoes, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky are asking questions in unison:

——Everyone in the world talks about cause and effect, which Buddha do you believe in?

"...Alo."

"I'm here."

Wizard Tule picked up the delirious Arlan, let him lean on his body, and kissed his tears-soaked red eyes once and for all.

He cried miserably enough.

The thick eyelashes are stained in strands, the thin eyelids are like Huadan's rouge, and the tip of his nose is pitifully red... After being drowned by the wizard's terrible love, he can no longer find his own reason—— His bones were still trembling after being bullied, and in the end he kept sticking to Wizard Thule's arms.

The delirium hallucinations that just filled the sky with gods and Buddhas asking questions in unison remained in the retina.

"I believe in you," Qiu Bodeng couldn't say, "I only believe in you..."

... I don't believe in the innocent Buddha, I only believe in you, the devil.

The finger that wiped his tears for him paused.

Then, he was turned over, and the Thule wizard fixed him with one hand, and supported his cheek with the other... Provoking, the young Thule wizard slowly kissed Arlan's clear and beautiful bone line, from top to bottom, one section at a time. The first section... always provokes him, and he doesn't know how to live or die.

The young master, who didn't know how to live or die, pressed his wet cheek from crying to the back of his hand.

A little wronged, but also a little flattering: "Ah Luo..."

Wizard Thule paused.

The hand that imprisoned him was finally removed, leaving only a few vines hanging loosely on the lonely wrist bone.

"Sit up." Wizard Thule lowered his eyes, "Sit up by yourself."

"Ugh..."

Qiu Bodeng let out a low cry, tried to prop up his elbows, tried to sit up several times, but his phalanges and palms were trembling, and just as he propped up a little, he fell down again... For the last time, his forehead was pressed against the wet back of his hand, His whole body couldn't control the trembling and trembling, and he tried hard to listen to his lover and sit up.

The Thule wizard held out his hand.

Pick him up and press down heavily.

All of a sudden, from kneeling to kneeling, the young man threw his head back and opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter anything except a short hoarse voice.

Knuckles interlocking.

Several pieces of red coral, turquoise, and yellow agate tied at the bottom of the braid swayed and mixed with the sparkling water patterns printed on the bluestone altar.

Qiu Bodeng has no choice but to lean on his lover helplessly.

The fire in the huge Lushouyan Cave directly opposite, in the blurred field of vision, up and down, jumping, swaying

... This is the original remains of the altar.

The early people dedicated the pure youth to the monsters living in the cave as their brides.The darkness passed, and the sacrifice polluted by demons gave birth to a child with half-human, half-demon blood.Their figures appear in the long narrative poems passed down from generation to generation, some become heroes, and some become monsters.

"Alan," Wizard Thule rested his chin on the boy's head, lowered his eyelashes, "is she also pregnant with my demon?"

The young master was held by his hand, and he asked in a daze, "Then... are you going to give birth?"