i have a sword fairy

Chapter 483...I just know I'm an LSP
At this time, Dugu Chanyi's heart was filled with ashes-like despair, and even faintly numb, she let it go, only the vomiting and refusal of the physiological reaction caused by the foreign body in her mouth remained.

Suddenly at this moment, she felt that the strength of this shameless Confucian scholar seemed to have become lighter...

Dugu Chanyi tried to spit out the handkerchief in her mouth.

He didn't notice?good chance……

Dugu Chanyi didn't even have time to be happy, she turned her head violently in the next second, and bit the right arm of the man in front of her who was gradually moving, but he didn't flinch, and was bitten by her.

Only less than three breaths.

There was blood overflowing from between the man's skin and muscles and the woman's fangs, dripping quietly,
The heart of the beautiful and criminal widow was filled with hatred and joy.

The smell of blood between her lips and teeth seemed to be some kind of addictive delicacy, which made her cling to it, never wanting to let go.

Aijia will kill you!

She happily raised her chin, the freshly dyed rouge on her lips was extremely red, her almond eyes were turned up, and she looked at him recklessly, but in the next second, her eyelashes trembled suddenly, and she was a little stunned.

The young Confucian scholar didn't know when he started, but he gradually stopped moving.

He was turning his head at this moment, looking at the ground somewhere beside him.

His face was expressionless.

Dugu Chanyi's trembling eyes moved down, and she saw a flawless white jade plaque lying quietly on the ground there, and a sachet with clumsy and rough embroidery...

At this moment, Zhao Rongduan was sitting beside the bed, and the beautiful queen mother, who was revered by thousands of people in Dali, was being restrained, lying seductively on his lap at this moment.

His left hand hung straight down, and the drool-soaked handkerchief fell to the floor below.

The arm of the right hand was dripping with blood, and most of the arm was stained red...

But his gaze at this time did not stop at any of these.

The young Confucian scholar remained motionless.

The heart lake magic dragon dances wildly.

He looked at the ground calmly.

After the air was quiet for a while, he suddenly moved while pursing his lips.

He didn't pay attention to the right hand that was still biting his fangs, bent down, and stretched out his left hand, but retracted halfway through it.

The left hand wiped the clothes on the chest.

Then he stretched it out again, and picked up the two tokens on the ground that were in love with certain two women for life.

The young Confucian scholar lowered his eyes. After picking it up, he didn't even look at the white jade tablet and the sachet. He stuffed it back into his sleeve and turned his head silently to look at the beautiful woman who was still biting his right arm tightly.

He didn't speak.

He looked at her quietly.

The blood on the arm was flowing quietly.

In the pavilion, the two of them sat together and looked at each other.

"Ho...ho..."

Dugu Chanyi's eyes were turned upside down, her expression was a little dazed, she loosened her teeth quietly at a certain moment, and her delicate body couldn't help shrinking back.

This Confucian scholar has changed again.

Dugu Chanyi is very sure.

Her eyes trembled, and she actively shifted her gaze away.

Even just now, she was about to be violated by the last one, and she, who was extremely proud, was not afraid at all.

However, facing him at this moment...

Zhao Rong stretched out his hand to untie the rope binding Dugu Chan's clothes, and immediately stood up.

Dugu Chanyi, who was lying on his lap, just freed her slender hands, and fell directly to the ground.

There is no pity on Xiangxiyu.

Zhao Rong walked aside, away from the beautiful woman on the ground, and sat down on the stone bench again.

He propped his elbows on his knees, covered his face with his big hands together, and rubbed his face vigorously back and forth regardless of the red blood on his left palm.

Then the young Confucian scholar bowed his head, and inserted his blood-stained fingers into his thick black hair.

I can't see his lowered expression.

"I saw it."

He whispered.

No one in the booth answered.

Dugu Chanyi was not far away, carefully looking at the young Confucian scholar sitting on the stone bench with his head in his hands.

He was sitting on the stool, curling his body with his head in his arms. His body was sometimes tense and sometimes loose. The gap between these two states would also be accompanied by bouts of inexplicable convulsions.

The young Confucian scholar seemed to be whispering occasionally.

"Gui, I see 'heart', and 'sex'."

He nodded.

"I shouldn't have pressed it before."

A certain sword spirit did not reply.

In the heart lake of the young Confucian scholar, water is still splashing everywhere, desires are surging, and demons are dancing wildly.

The evil dragons at the bottom of the lake were writhing wildly and frantically.

However, his appearance at this moment is Gujing Wubo.

Not a hint of madness.

The young Confucian scholar smiled lightly, and said calmly in the heart lake:
"I want to fuck her."

"I really want to fuck her."

"She is very beautiful, the most beautiful woman from the ground, more beautiful than almost all the women I have ever seen, second only to Qing Jun and Xiao Xiao."

"She is the Empress Dowager Regent from the Li Dynasty. Her mother is far away, and she has a noble status. She is also a young and pretty widow. Heh, a widow who has just lost her husband... This status is very exciting... At least it makes me feel exciting. A few days ago It was even worse when I saw her back in filial piety in the mourning hall."

The young Confucian scholar paused.

He smiled brightly, and said with a family-like smile:
"By the way, what's more, her dancing posture and slender waist are also far from the top, tsk tsk, I just touched it a few times, and the feel is really good, it's amazing."

"Guild, I actually like girls who can dance. Well, generally the waist is pretty good, and I can control any posture."

The young Confucian scholar took a few breaths, and then said in an extremely hot tone:
"I want to own her. I want to possess her fiercely. Every inch of her is mine."

While speaking, his hands suddenly exerted force, tightly holding his head.

The blood from the wound flowed out even more violently, forming a blood line, trickling down, soaking the robe.

"I'm a womanizer, um, a Cao thief. This is...'seeing sex'."

He said.

In the next second, the young Confucian scholar suddenly relaxed and raised his head.

In the eyes that had been smeared and wiped with blood fingers, there was still no wave in the eyes.

"But, I can't and I won't."

He spoke every word, his tone still calm.

"She is Li Wangque's mother, Li Wangque...he calls me Mr.

"I don't have the slightest relationship with her. Today is the first real meeting with her. There is no relationship."

"A few days ago, Qingjun, Qian'er and Qingdai and I could let go of our desires and have sex without any worries, because we love each other, but at this moment, I can't with Dugu."

The young Confucian scholar nodded vigorously.

"That's right, I said 'I want everything', but the original intention of 'I want everything' is to hold the hand of the woman I love and not leave any regrets. But it can't be a reason for me to covet the beauty of strange women and accept women into the scene at will. This is unfair to Qingjun, Xiaoxiao, Qian'er...to strange women."

When the words fell, he fell silent and said with a smile:

"Besides, I also look down on Zhao Ziyu like this."

The young Confucian scholar leaned back and leaned against the stone table.

He raised the back of his bloody hand, tilted his head, and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"This... is my true heart. I can't really touch her... This is not to suppress myself, but to act in accordance with my true heart."

The young Confucian scholar smiled happily.

"Guild, this is 'Ming Xin'."

"It turns out that the so-called clear mind is not about suppressing my desires and thoughts, and forcing me to become a god without desires and desires. It is about embracing all desires without evasion, and then facing my true desires. With my heart, I understand what I really want, whether it is worth giving up those long-term good things for a momentary desire, and then... choose to do it or not to do it."

"As you once said, even if you fall into the devil's way, you must be clear about it. It must be my choice, not forced."

"So this time, my son's choice after realizing his nature is... not to be an old pervert. Well, although I know that I am actually an old pervert, I can't do it right now."

Inside the pavilion, Zhao Rong opened his eyes wide, looking straight at the pavilion above his head.

"Seeing one's mind clearly... Seeing one's nature clearly... Oh, Gui, after frankly looking at the myriad desires in my heart, I seem to be a little clear... what is that thing called 'Tao' in your mouth? ...very pure, like...pure blue colored glaze...in my eyes, it looks like this..."

His face was dazed, his eyes didn't blink, he seemed to be looking at the beam above, and he seemed to be staring at the lake in his heart.

At this moment, amidst the chaos of the heart lake where evil dragons are rampant and demons dance wildly, there is a faint touch of pure blue glass color, just like that day tens of thousands of years ago at the end of Suzaku star, surrounded by blood mist, thousands of magic dragons and monstrous karma. In the fire, the skeleton of a martial artist stood still.

After a certain young Confucian scholar's voice fell.

There was a moment of silence in the heart lake.

A sword spirit nodded.

"good."

　(PS: It’s already dawn outside, and I finally finished coding this paragraph all night... Woohoo, I’m afraid that the brothers will feel uncomfortable. Good night, good brothers.)
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