My Darling Sick Beauty

The sharp teeth between the throats stopped.

The little devil was clinging to his cheek, holding him reluctantly, but he licked his throat wildly and put the most lethal place in his arms under his control.

This desire for control was temporarily satisfied. The ferocious beast began to lick his wound.

The bite wound on Jiang Zheliu's neck is still bleeding. The wound is deep and bleeding all the time.

Wen renye likes the bloody smell with a little cold and sweet smell in his body. He pressed Jiang Zheliu under his body, pressed his shoulder and licked the bleeding wound with fascination. The magic flame in his eyes beat slowly.

Jiang Zheliu encircled his neck and felt the warm tongue of the other side sweep the scar. The tingling sensation was strong and weak, and burst of pain. He did not dare to block, can only temporarily by the other party rampant, put his finger into the little devil's hair.

It's still dangerous.

Jiang Zheliu is not sure whether the other party will suddenly go crazy at the next moment. He has never been so nervous, but he can only force himself to settle down at this time. He gently advised: "pain, release me."

If the little devil doesn't let go, he can't receive the correct information. Everything he does now depends on his instinct, which is a self-protection mechanism of the demons.

He just fell between Jiang Zheliu's neck, attracted by the smell of blood, and held it more and more tightly.

Jiang Zheliu noticed that the evil Qi around him was no longer expanding wildly, which meant that he didn't have to worry about the immediate breaking of the boundary, but had a certain time to continue to pacify each other.

It's not easy.

Jiang Zheliu was licked a little painful by him. This time, he confirmed that he was really shaking a little. He even his breath, and then he called out: "Wen Ren ye?"

No movement, the other side seems unable to recognize the name.

But the other party's action did stop for a while, his hand on Jiang Zheliu's shoulder, as if thinking about something in silence, and then his hand tore open the other party's coat.

……？！

What is the trend?

For the first time, the little devil dares to tear his clothes. However, in the current situation, the warning in Jiang Zheliu's mind turns wildly, and the alarm goes off. He thinks that this development may also endanger his life. Maybe it will really damage him.

Because the previous several times, Wen renye is rational, even if it is still very fierce, but the other party will always treat him with discretion, will be careful. What's the current situation? It's not right to call him by name. It's as if his brain has failed to restart and there is a blank crash.

Jiang Zheliu's robe was torn to pieces, and his belt was torn off and scattered all over the floor. Inside is a snow-white thin shirt. When the other person's hand sticks to it, it transmits an abnormal and hot temperature.

Wen renye pasted this piece of slightly cold skin and held him tightly in his arms. The licking place shifted the target and began to remove the throat knot of Hanjiang broken willow.

Jiang Zheliu was sweating. He took a long breath, raised his hand and pulled his opponent's cheek, and pushed his teeth back.

"No biting." He warned again and again, "hearing people's night, biting you again, there will be no Taoist companion."

Two magic flames looked at him in a daze.

Jiang Zheliu was deeply frustrated. He grabbed the little devil's horn and pushed back, trying to maintain a more stable distance with him. However, because of this struggle, he provoked the other party and was defeated again.

Each other's throat issued a dull low roar, like a beast.

"I'm not going." Jiang Zheliu reached out and rubbed his back neck. He felt each other's hair and smoothed it. He said patiently, "I won't leave you. Don't be afraid."

Wen renye was staring at him without any response, but he slowly calmed down.

The purple flame in his eyes was beating slowly and seemed to have vitality again.

Jiang Zheliu looked at him, watched him lick his sharp teeth, licked the residual blood on them, and then stretched out his hand to pull the clothes on him.

This dress is very thin, can easily feel each other's action, with a cat like curiosity and exploration. By the ignorant instinct or nature traction, sharp bone blade cut clothes.

It's hard. Life is so hard.

Jiang Zheliu reaches out his hand to block the bone blade. He is gently poked by the edge of the bone blade to the back of his hand, and a string of blood beads suddenly appear.

The opponent's body is too sharp.

It seems that I stayed for a while at night, and I don't know what to do. He grabbed Jiang Zheliu's hand, took the back of his hand to his lips and licked off the blood.

The surface of the tongue is wet, and there is a slight feeling when sweeping the wound. Jiang Zheliu didn't dare to draw back his hand. He was not sure what the situation was.

Until that little wound no longer ooze blood, Wen renye reluctantly released his hand and hugged each other.

The little devil was silent for a short time.

Jiang Zheliu was relieved and felt that the other party's situation was finally picking up. He reflected on his own way of doing it with some remorse. He stuck it to his ear and said, "it's OK. Are you scared by the dream?" It's OK. It's all fake. I'm real. I'm by your side... "

The softer his voice was, the easier it was to be heard.

Night children Leng for a while, the flying flame gradually back to temperature, seems to be a little bit more rational.

Just when Jiang Zheliu felt this way, his only damaged dress couldn't be blocked. The other person's palm was close to his skin, and he seemed to stick to his skin.

It seems that it's not a big animal, it seems that it just wants to stick.

Jiang Zheliu has been in Xiuzhen for so many years, but he has never met such a big scene. He was held in his arms by the little devil, and he licked it like he was greedy for meat. He felt that there was no hope for the rest of his life.

What should we do? Jiang Zheliu had a terrible headache. He eased his mood and continued to coax gently and patiently: "it's OK. I'm not afraid any more. I won't abandon you. I'll accompany you."

Children can still understand words, the other side seems to be able to slowly understand these words.

Jiang Zheliu coaxed him for half an hour, and his voice became hoarse. He felt that the other party's condition was getting better and better. He reached out and rubbed the little devil's hair for a while, put it around his neck and said, "let me go, OK? I'm going to be out of breath. "

The ignorant devil's flame jumps, receives this sentence, and moves away a distance slowly. But did not give Jiang Zheliu the opportunity to get up, but bowed his head in his clavicle bit.

There was no bleeding this time. I seem to have learned how to control my strength.

Jiang Zheliu can't stop him or stop him. He can only watch him lick and bite all the way. The picture is more and more ambiguous and strange. It's not easy to broadcast in Jinjiang.

Until the other person's forehead against his belly.

The edge of Magic Horn gently rubs the line and outline of his abdomen. A primitive and special feeling involves his instinct and makes him unwilling to leave. Then, a similar but different evil spirit sprang out and collided with the short-circuit string in people's mind.

Jiang Zheliu could only vaguely feel something was wrong and didn't understand what had happened. In his eyes, he could only see the fireworks in each other's eyes slowly converging, gradually darkening, and then returning to normal eyes.

Later, Wen renye raised his eyes and looked at his eyes.

The next moment, Jiang Zheliu in a short moment, saw what is called shock to change color, each other's head Magic Horn suddenly dim down, a pair of bone wings self closing contraction curled up, as if by a great impact.

I was almost scared to death by the picture in front of me.

He looked at the willow tree and sat down in front of him with a sigh of relief. The bite marks on his neck were very deep and bleeding faintly. There were also injuries on the back of his hands. His robe was broken into pieces. From the clavicle to the belly, there were mottled and faint kisses and teeth marks.

It seems that he just ruined it.

Hearing the news, his brain almost couldn't move. He just felt that it was over. Xiao Liushu was going to leave with him, and he was going to be dumped.

Each other's skin and flesh are soft, a bite a seal, such a deep hole, I do not know the scene is much worse than animals. Hearing that night, he folded up his wings, and his body quickly faded into the human form. Then he took off his robe and put it on his opponent's shoulder.

Jiang Zheliu looked at each other's fingers shaking to dress himself, looked at him and said: "wake up?"

The little devil doesn't speak. The little devil is going to cry.

Jiang Zheliu saw that the other party was in a particularly low mood, so he stopped talking. He wanted to give the other party some time to return to normal and sort out his thoughts. But the next moment, he was held in his arms again.

This time it was light.

Jiang Zheliu looked up and saw that Wen renye's fingers stopped at the edge of the wound on his neck. He forced the evil Qi to remove its aggressiveness and slowly used his cultivation to heal his wound.

But in the end, it can only make the wound no longer bleed.

"I'm fine." Jiang Zheliu said, "are you... Are you ok?"

Hearing that the night was dull for a long time, he replied in a low voice: "mmm."

"Why are you so unhappy?" Jiang Zheliu suddenly heard each other's emotions, "still very sad?"

Wen renye did not speak again, but his whole body revealed an extremely pitiful breath. It was not him who was hurt, but he could make Jiang Zheliu feel soft every time.

Jiang Zheliu thought that he was still sad for the dreamland he met, so he comforted each other with warm words. As a result, the more he said, the less effective he was, until he was wet by warm tears.

His words came to an abrupt end.

He really cried... Jiang Zheliu gave him a straight back. He didn't know what to say. The demon lord who swept Liuhe and suppressed the world shouldn't be so fragile. But when he thought that it was all because of himself, he felt guilty and soft hearted.

The other side was still stuffy, did not speak, and did not say how sad he was, but Jiang Zheliu felt that he was so sad that he was about to die, and even his breathing was a little trembling.

"... don't be sad." Jiang Zheliu said softly, "you know it's fake."

Wen renye didn't answer immediately. After a long time, after confirming that the wound on the little willow couldn't be cured, he asked in a low voice, "do you hurt?"

This is not a question sentence, even if asked out, but heard people night also think he must be very painful.

Jiang Zheliu reacted for a while, and then thought that what he asked was the bite on his neck.

"No pain."

He subconsciously replied, then thought it was too fake, changed his words: "a little bit."

It's still fake.

Wen renye touched his forehead and stayed with him in silence for a while. His voice was still very sad: "I always want to protect you."

"Well, I know."

"But I can't even... Control myself."

Jiang Zheliu sighed and said, "it's not your fault."

"It's my fault." "I will hurt you, too," he said

He was a little new and confused. He didn't know where was the safest place for Jiang Zheliu besides his own side. Even now, he found that his own side was not safe.

Jiang Zheliu faintly noticed the signs of aggravation of the disease, and said in a slightly solemn tone: "it's not your fault. Hearing people's night, you stop first, you don't want to think about anything, you listen to me."

He opened a little distance, holding each other's cheek, four eyes relative, word by word to teach.

"There is no absolutely safe place in this world, which is not your original intention. As long as you work hard to control, you can restrain your instincts and get rid of the demons. I believe you can, and you have to believe in yourself. "

Deep purple eyes staring at him, after a moment, just convergence of vision, low ground should a.

Jiang Zheliu doesn't know what the effect is, but it seems acceptable for the moment.

Wen renye enveloped his robe on the other party's worn-out clothes, then straightened his sleeves, bowed his head and gently kissed the other party's forehead, and said, "shall we go out?"

Jiang Zheliu nodded, and then he was picked up by the other party. He leaned against the little devil's arms and gently questioned, "why do you want to hold it?"

"You're hurt." The night way of hearing people.

Jiang Zheliu

But what does it have to do with legs?

He stares at each other, after seeing the little demon king finish this sentence, he seems a little embarrassed, lowers his head and quickly adds a sentence.

"I want to hold you."

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Zhang Shenxing directly supported the border prepared in advance at the moment when the maze fluctuated.

Although his cultivation and insight are not so profound, he also knows that if something goes wrong, he can't solve it at all.

Sure enough, shortly after the border was opened, the border was about to break up. However, Zhang Shenxing only worried for a short time, and then saw the ripples on the mirror surface of the water mirror, and the Lord demon came out with Jiang xianzun in his arms.

Holding?

Zhang Shenxing looked at Jiang Zheliu without saying a word. When he saw Jiang Zheliu wearing the robe of hearing people's night, he immediately thought of a rumor about the world of cultivation.

So it's not a rumor, it's true.

Jiang xianzun's contribution to the peace of the world is too great! Is it more exciting to do that kind of thing in this natural secret? How can there be such a beast as the big devil!

Zhang Shenxing was moved to tears, but he also remembered that this was in front of the devil, and it was not easy to show. Before they left, he could only ask vaguely, "are you hurt?"

This sentence suddenly poked into the thunder just buried in Wenren night.

Jiang Zheliu suddenly felt bad, suddenly pressed the little devil's hand, patted each other's shoulder, let him put himself down. Hearing that people were expressionless at night, they didn't really want to let go. They even had itching teeth and were full of murderous spirit.

It's a child's temper. He said he could, but others said he couldn't. The children used to be very reasonable.

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Night and night: Wuwuwuwu

Liu Liu:? I always feel like I should cry