I abused the slys a thousand times, and the slys treated me like first love

Chapter 11 The Sad Lord Yandu

Like all newlyweds, Maharaja Yandu's bridal chamber wedding night is unforgettable in this lifetime!

The fiery red candlelight illuminated Nan Xiao's gentle and beautiful face. She had fallen asleep peacefully. She looked as sweet as a cute cat, and as sweet as a baby wrapped in happiness.

This candlelight also shone on Yan Du Maharaja's handsome face, that face covered with tears and snot was also shining brightly in the faint light.

Naked buttocks, sexy and embarrassed, he turned his back to the wall, coweringly hiding, covering his mouth with his hands, weeping softly, afraid of waking up the beautiful woman in his dream, no, it was a terrible hag!
Nan Xiao was already asleep, so she didn't bother to care about how Police Officer An fell, and she didn't want to know why he climbed this towering wall in the middle of the night to spy on the secrets of her boudoir.Even the unlucky Lord Yandu didn't bother to take care of it.

Whether he is cold or not, sleeping or not, whether he wants to drive or not, she doesn't care at all.She wants to rest well, she wants to find out the truth, and she has succeeded in the first step tonight.The "tool" of Yandu Maharaja is considered complete.Nan Xiao felt as if her body had been hollowed out, and she fell into a deep sleep... If there were Hercules pills at this moment, she might need a few~
At this moment, Maharaja Yandu looks very much like a female college student who was lured into the deep mountains and old forests. He never thought that he would lose his virginity in this way, if there were such words in the underworld.

He also checked all the human files, and there has never been such a strong case of a woman with flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, and even in the history of ghosts, there has never been an example of ghosts and gods being bullied to such a degree by humans.

He, a medium-sized ghost in the underworld, lived in such a mess.There is no freedom at all, no ability to resist, and no freedom at all.

Naked, naked, curled up in the corner of the wall naked, no, it can't be said to be completely naked, there are still a few broken strips of cloth hanging on his body...

In short, he doesn't want to live anymore. His physical body will gradually have many human cognitions and emotions, and he will gradually experience a sense of anger and powerlessness of being humiliated and controlled, as if his body will be torn into countless pieces Painful like fragments, that sense of fragmentation can never be put together into a complete body.

He thought of death (the reminder given by the brain in the flesh), but he is a god and cannot die.Thinking about how to spend the next few dozen days, the increasing human emotions and terrifying and narrow cognition will slowly enter the body, occupying the entire body, and he will experience more powerful physical pain.

Maharaja Yandu felt extremely sad and desperate. He finally understood that those human beings who were kneeling on the ground in despair and sadness seemed to be "without hope" and would bring all the tortures of hell into the world in an instant...

Maharaja Yan began to miss the Heicha God in the underworld, Po Meng, many ghosts and lovely earth elves, where are they, come and save me...

woo woo woo...


(End of this chapter)