Lu Xiaofeng's sword screams nine days

Ye Gucheng felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained, he wanted to open his eyes, but the darkness pulled him down very heavily.He couldn't open his eyes, couldn't move.Only the senses are still sensitive.

He would rather have been insensitive.

A hand, cold and smooth.floating around him.First rubbing on his face, and then all the way down his brow bone.Where it stops is his Adam's apple.

Ye Gucheng suddenly became tense, his neck was so fragile that it was almost easy to hit him with a single blow.How could anyone touch such a life-and-death part.

The hand slowly rubbed at his Adam's apple, as if enjoying his trembling expression.Naturally, Ye Gucheng couldn't tremble, but the muscles all over his body were tense.If he had the long sword in his hand at this moment, and his body was normal, he would definitely stab that person with a hearty sword, piercing the bone and cutting the marrow.Although he still retains the softness of modern people and is not contemptuous of human life, he is, after all, the Lord of Baiyun City, the honor of the Lord of the City, and is inviolable.

However, at this moment, Ye Gucheng didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

That hand seemed to hesitate for a moment, but in an instant it firmly pulled away his clothes.What Ye Gucheng is wearing today is a white silk gown with wide sleeves and gold border pattern, which is crossed from the neck and can be easily pulled away from here.His chest was exposed to the cold air, his eyes were cold, and a cold silk handkerchief covered his eyes.

The man laughed lightly, and breathed a sigh of relief at Ye Gucheng's naked chest as if teasing him.Ye Gucheng was shocked and found that he could open his eyes.Unfortunately, all eyes are white.

Ye Gucheng moved his hands and feet, such small inadvertent movements in the past, but now he almost exhausted all his energy.He was not able to make large movements, but a small shaking was enough for him to feel the restraint between his wrists and ankles.Ye Gucheng thought a few times and began to analyze the current situation.

That person didn't seem to have any malice towards him, but what he did was really a humiliation for a seven-foot man.Could it be, the addiction to broken sleeves?But in the whole world, is there any desperate man with broken sleeves who dares to covet Ye Gucheng.Not to mention putting it into action, even if you just think about it, you should be immortalized by Ye Gucheng.

Warm lips and teeth pressed against the small dot on the chest.It made Ye Gucheng almost bounce, if he hadn't been so weak now, he wouldn't be so insulted by this person even if he died.

With a heart like Ye Gucheng, even if his body is really defiled by others, it is absolutely impossible for him to do something cowardly and evasive like suicide.The raging man seemed to have figured out his point, so he didn't prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.Fortunately, Ye Gucheng was finally able to speak.

Ye Gucheng took a deep breath, and said "Presumptuous!" Although his strength has weakened, Ye Gucheng's majesty is still there, even though he is not angry, he still makes people submit.

However, that person seemed unaffected.The delicate jaw rubbed against Ye Gucheng's plump chest, all the way down without stopping.Ye Gucheng's soft breath puffed on Ye Gucheng's bare skin, causing a series of strange sensations.Ye Gucheng practiced sword all the year round. Although the muscles on his body were not tangled and exaggerated, they were strong and smooth.The small depression at the waistline and the neat eight-pack muscles in the abdomen are enough to make anyone addicted.

Be it a woman or a man.

Because the eyes do not see things, the senses become extraordinarily clear.A piece of soft, moist flesh was free in Ye Gucheng's abdomen, and even penetrated into his navel, making Ye Gucheng's long and shallow breathing become unstable.

It is the tongue of man.Even though Ye Gucheng couldn't see it, he could clearly feel it.A feeling of nausea sprouted, causing Ye Gucheng to struggle with all his strength.The chain tied to his wrist was rattled by Ye Gucheng.The chain was carefully wrapped with a layer of fluff of an unknown animal, thick and soft, which properly protected Ye Gucheng's wrist.

The man seemed to feel Ye Gucheng's resistance, and stroked Ye Gucheng's groin as if to comfort him.body.The palm is a mass of meat, but soft.Ye Gucheng is not a pervert, besides, under such circumstances, there is no possibility of any man being emotional.

The man smiled indifferently, and buried his head between Ye Gucheng's legs.First, he tentatively licked his head, and felt the muscles of Ye Gucheng's thighs under his palm suddenly tense, and then sucked his whole head in.

Ye Gucheng only felt that he had entered a warm, delicate and somewhat humid place.The tragedy of a man is that no matter how disgusted he is, after being stimulated, his body's reaction cannot be hidden.Not long after, Ye Gucheng's originally soft mass began to harden.

That person didn't seem to have done such a thing, and his skills were pitifully jerky.His teeth often bumped against Ye Gucheng, but he swallowed Ye Gucheng's entire body into his mouth as if he didn't care about himself in order to make him comfortable.Ye Gucheng could feel that person's pain.It was this pain that confused him.

Love, love, love, or find love.The man was obviously not happy, so what was he planning?Could it be that she really loves him, but is there any real love between men?

Ye Gucheng thought about it a few times, guessing the real identity of this person one by one.

A possibility, a possibility that he didn't want to face, came into his mind, which made him stiffen up.But it didn't prevent Ye Gu from going down the city, his body was squeezed by the flexible throat, making his eyes white.

Ye Gucheng wanted to calm down gradually.The peerless swordsman, the Lord of Baiyun City, felt fear for the first time.The person he was afraid of making trouble on him was really the person he thought of.However, when he vetoed his own thoughts, he felt a little unreasonably lost.Such a loss caused the heat in his body that was originally aroused by passion and desire to cool down rapidly.

Finally, the hole was touched vaguely but carefully, and sticky liquid was smeared around it.Ye Gucheng was startled suddenly, and his leg, which had regained some strength, suddenly hit the man.

After one blow, the power is gone, and there is no follow-up.

The man seemed a little dazed by his sudden attack, he was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly sighed.Ye Gucheng still had a Supa in front of him, and he could only hear the rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

Next, he was comforted by lips and tongues here, but this time, that person didn't intend to let him vent.Ye Gucheng heard the sound of sticking water, mixed with a few low muffled sounds.It seems very painful, but it also seems very satisfying.

The man straddled Ye Gucheng's waist, and Ye Gucheng only felt that his lower body was engulfed in a very tight place. Halfway through, the man stopped, took a few breaths, and took a few breaths. He felt the extremely painful j□j, and then, as hard as he could be, he sat down to the end.

Ye Gucheng heard the sound of tearing silk.The warm liquid seeps out from there, it's naturally not intestinal liquid, at this time, except for a few people who are gifted and able to secrete intestinal liquid, the rest are blood from the torn acupoints.

Because of the lubrication of the blood, the ups and downs of that person began to become smoother. After all, Ye Gucheng was not a real ancient.Not completely ignorant of men j□j.He knows that there is a point on the finger of the man's point, and stimulation can make the recipient orgasm.But that point was not deep enough, and the attacking side didn't have much feeling.Right now, the person on him obviously doesn't intend to take care of himself, this time sending Ye Gucheng to the deepest part of his body.

The flexible squeeze and warm caress made Ye Gucheng feel a sense of relief from his back. He never knew that j□j could be so comfortable.

However, Ye Gucheng did not sink here.He almost forced himself to come quickly.The person on the body seemed to be surprised, but after thinking about it, he understood what Ye Gucheng was doing.

The Supa on his face was lifted.What Ye Gucheng saw was a sweaty face just like his own.Gong Jiufu came up, nestled limply into Ye Gucheng's arms, and pressed a light kiss on his face.

"It's okay, brother, is he alright?" Gong Jiu smiled foolishly, ignoring his lower body that was still bleeding. "Do you want to do it again? My brother doesn't seem to have enough." After finishing speaking, Gong Jiu leaned against Ye Gucheng's chest and sat up with difficulty, wanting to take Ye Gucheng's cock into his mouth, not minding that his own blood was still sticking to it and various complex liquids.

"Enough. Ah Jiu, enough." Ye Gucheng was able to move a little at this moment, and raised his hand to hold Gong Jiu with difficulty.He didn't think much, not even angry.At the moment when he saw Gong Jiu, he just felt a sudden relaxation in his heart.He even felt, fortunately, that it was his younger brother.

But at this moment, what Ye Gucheng was thinking about was how his younger brother could do such insulting and contemptuous things.How to serve a man with lips and tongue.Even if that man is himself.

Gong Jiu smiled sweetly, and wanted to kiss Ye Gucheng's lips, but she seemed to remember what her lips had done just now, so she just pressed a light kiss on the side of Ye Gucheng's neck.

The thin skin at the artery was rubbed by the soft lips, and there was a slight itchiness, Gong Jiu said in Ye Gucheng's ear, "It's okay, Ah Jiu can do anything for brother, brother don't leave Ah Jiu. Okay Okay? Don't leave Ah Jiu."

Don't leave Ah Jiu.This sentence seemed to be a mantra, and it rang repeatedly in Ye Gucheng's ears.Make him sit up suddenly.There was nothing around him, no chains binding him, no medicine to immobilize him, and... no Gong Jiu.

Nanke Yimeng.Ye Gucheng wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and the corners of his mouth were pursed coldly.He has been away from Taiping Palace for seven days.In the past seven days, he has never stopped dreaming like this.Ye Gucheng buried his face in his palms dejectedly, Ah Jiu, what kind of poison did you put on your brother, what should you tell him to do?

Ye Gucheng used his skills to calm his beating heart, a gleam of light appeared in the sky, and the difficult night was finally over.Ye Gucheng suppressed all his emotions, picked up the long sword that had never left his waist, jumped a few times, and came to the open space in the back mountain to practice.

The sword is as sharp as ever.It's just that my mind is messed up.

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