Chapter 108 This seat is wrong, this seat will not change (38)
The demon king, who was covered in black energy, threw her down on the bed. His black robe spread out and covered her with white clothes. The young man's bloody eyes rolled darkly. He held her wrist almost roughly, pushed it to the top of her head, lowered his head and bit her hard.
Uncontrollably demanding.
Invade, capture.
As if as punishment, he bit her lip.
The smell of blood immediately filled the entire mouth.
Zhu Yu groaned in pain, and when he tilted his head, his hairband fell away, revealing his red eyes.
When Xie Weiran saw this, his blood-stained eyes suddenly became clear, and his heart ached, which immediately turned into a gentle lick.
"I'm sorry, Master, I was wrong." He said in a low voice.
I was wrong, I will bite you again next time.
The girl said nothing.
Xie Weiran lowered his head to kiss her again, but he was not as crazy as before, and became extra gentle, as if he wanted to melt the girl.
"Master..."
He screamed lingeringly, as if begging for forgiveness.
Finally, Zhu Yu slowly opened his eyes.
In a hazy moment, he caught sight of the breathtaking red flame on his forehead, and then met those bloody eyes.
She was slightly stunned.
At the same time, she felt like something was being worn on her wrist, and the surrounding spiritual energy rushed toward her. The spiritual veins in her body were circulating at a rapid speed.
Finally she was able to use her psychic powers easily.
Zhu Yu's lips curled up slightly, and he turned over and pressed Xie Weiran, his eyes twinkling with light.
In the blink of an eye, Xie Weiran's body was covered with red ropes, and the only rope end was in Zhu Yu's hand.
Xie Weiran's heart was beating violently, his bloody eyes stared at her unblinking, and his breathing was rapid.
Zhu Yu sat astride him, looked down at him, and chuckled: "His Royal Highness, you have been arrested, and now you have to be mine..."
As he spoke, the girl leaned down and whispered against his ear: "The furnace cauldron."
The girl smiled and tightened the spiritual rope in her hand.
She can't see clearly now, but if she does a double cultivation, she should be able to break through the spiritual energy barrier.
Xie Weiran was lying on the soft bed, looking like he was letting you pick what he wanted.
His eyes were deep, his throat was rolling, and his thin lips were slightly parted: "Okay, Master, you can use this cauldron as you like, use it, use it, play with it..."
"Master..." he shouted in a low voice, stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of her clothes, as if to urge her, "Anything is fine."
Hearing this, Zhu Yu touched his eyebrows, nose bridge, eyes, lips, and earlobes with one hand, and finally bit his neck lightly, leaving tooth marks.
He hummed softly.
"I want you, now." Her voice was as captivating as a spell, "Are you willing?"
Xie Weiran nodded, the deep affection in his eyes was like the surging waves, "I am extremely happy."
Zhu Yu raised his eyebrows, touched his forehead with his fingertips, then leaned over and pressed his forehead against it.
The consciousnesses intersected, a warm current rose from each other's bodies, and the black and white mist collided, entangled, and swallowed up in the sea of consciousness...
Finally merge.
After the scene, Zhu Yu was out of breath, but his eyes could still barely see some light.
Xie Weiran seemed to have guessed her intention, so he caught her and begged softly.
"Master...don't you want to take a quick look at me?"
"Master, as you said, it doesn't matter if you practice slowly, just do it a few times and it will be fine..."
"Oh, it still doesn't seem to work. Master, do it for the last time today, okay?"
"Master, look at me..."
In the end, Zhu Yu's eyes were unclear and he could only hold on to Xie Weiran helplessly.
——
After all, the war between immortals and demons did not break out.
But the demon king kidnapped an immortal and returned to the demon realm. The demon generals were extremely excited. At least they overpowered the immortal world!
You can show off for a hundred years or a thousand years in the future!
Xie Weiran pampered her in a palace that had been carefully built a long time ago. The palace was no different from the Luoyue Palace, and living there felt like the same as in the past.
Zhu Yushang was still weak and slept most of the time. Xie Weiran took advantage of this break to go out and settle accounts with the Xianmen one by one.
He didn't know whether the situation would turn around or not, but it was true that the evil will be repaid.
The so-called Qingyan Immortal Lord who looked similar to him was naturally the first to bear the brunt.
A few days later.
I wish Yu Zai and Xie Weiran's cultivation has grown so fast under Xie Weiran's unremitting efforts that it can be said to be an obsession.
She can finally move freely in the Demon Realm.
The strange thing is that the Demon Realm is not as chaotic as imagined, or in other words, it is very orderly. Everyone who sees her will respectfully call "Xianzun".
Zhu Yu was led all the way to the palace where Xie Weiran handled government affairs. Seeing that there were a bunch of demon generals waiting at the entrance of the palace, she waited behind without any complaints.
The demon maid who brought her here said with a smile: "Immortal Lord, just go in, how can the Lord let you wait."
Zhu Yu: “??”
She looked at the demon generals and smiled sheepishly, but to her surprise, they also looked calm.
Zhu Yu goes in.
Xie Weiran is writing something.
As soon as she took two steps, she was lifted up by a ball of soft demonic energy and carried into Xie Weiran's arms.
Zhu Yu: “…”
She allowed Xie Weiran to hold her, and saw a hint of fatigue between his brows, but his eyes were still bright.
Xie Weiran nuzzled her neck skillfully, picked up a strand of her hair with his fingertips, and looked at her lovingly, "Master, do you miss me?"
Before she could answer, he jumped in and said, "This disciple misses Master very much."
Zhu Yu retorted warmly: "We have only been apart for less than an hour."
Xie Weiran: "I still really want to."
Zhu Yu had long been aware of this kind of rogue sexual behavior. She also skillfully hooked the boy's neck and touched the corner of his lips.
Xie Weiran was satisfied, hugged him and continued writing.
Zhu Yu glanced at the papers on the table. Judging from the complexity of the pattern, it should be something like a war plan.
She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "I heard that you went to meet my senior brother for a duel these days?"
The young man's pen paused.
Zhu Yu saw that the ball of ink on the tip of the pen was getting bigger and bigger, teetering on the verge of falling. She quickly turned to look at the young man, "Don't think too much, I'll just ask."
Xie Weiran raised his lips slightly, with a gentle expression. He put down his pen, turned the person in his arms to face him, and held the girl's waist and back with his big hands.
"Master, do you know how I spent the year without you in Moyuan?"
Zhu Yu felt distressed subconsciously, and then heard Xie Weiran continue:
"During that time, I forgot about my master, but I felt so empty in my heart that I desperately tried to find something to make up for it. The practice of being possessed by demons was particularly painful. I didn't have the demon bones to pull out the inner demons. All these made it impossible for me to start practicing. Every day
And I will be bitten by the ferocious demonic soul."
The young man's voice was calmer than ever before, and all the intense emotions seemed to be hidden in his dark eyes, "Later, I remembered a little memory about you. I know that the source of the pain may come from you, but I can't get out of it.
Go, I can only restrain myself from thinking about you every day, and then practice crazily day and night."
"Master." Xie Weiran took her hand and put it to the side of his face, his eyebrows slightly lowered, "I tell Master this, I just hope Master has mercy on me..."