Original God, looking for the heart

(There is a bloody plot at the end of the article, please proceed with caution)

The two of them lingered under the tree for a long time.

The skirmisher's kiss started out dense and gentle, like wiping a treasure. As time went on, his pretense fell apart and the kiss became more of a ruthless invasion.

Mo Bei felt like he was suffocating. After a more passionate kiss, he bit Xiansheng's tongue to beg him to stop. In panic, his tongue was bitten.

The taste of Xianjinjin permeates the lips and teeth.

There seemed to be an electric current flashing through his brain, and a thought called "instinct" took over his body. Mo Bei took the initiative to stick out his tongue and lick the wounds of the "hand/move/hit/code/" soldier, and then sucked again.

The skirmishers squinted their eyes, cooperating with Mo Bei and deepening their eyes at the same time. After a while, the initiative returned to the skirmishers, and Mo Bei was kissed until he could only swallow saliva and cry for mercy.

I don’t know how many times I begged the skirmishers before they were willing to stop.

Mo Bei leaned against the tree. The fragrance of the soil in the rain was even a little pungent under his rapid breathing. The skirmisher unbuttoned the top button of Mo Bei's clothes, then cut off the opponent's hands that resisted the "hand/move/hit/code/" resistance, and buttoned the "hand/move/hit/code/" /"On the tree trunk.

Mo Bei, who had not fully recovered his sanity, could only let the scattered soldiers do whatever they wanted. Waves of pain and numbness came through, and several bright red tooth marks appeared on Mo Bei's collarbone, the work of skirmishers.

At this time, the rain gradually became lighter. The skirmisher put his bamboo hat on Mo Bei's head: "Thanks to someone, I'm going to get wet." He whispered in Mo Bei's ear, "It's reasonable to ask for some compensation."

Mo Bei knew that this was a notification rather than a request, and he had to accept it no matter what: "Yes... I promise you." After that, he pretended to touch the back of the soldier's hand inadvertently. The skirmishers understood, and the two of them linked their fingertips.

"Asan, do you really not need to cover yourself from the rain?"

"The body of a doll is not as fragile as a human being."

Mo Bei held up the bamboo hat, which was a little heavy. How come skirmishers wear it on their heads every day?

Skirmisher: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

The two of them moved outside the tree. The rain pattered, but it did not fall on them. It was Mo Bei who controlled the raindrops: "Sir, even if your body is strong, you cannot let it go to waste."

"Excessive concern...I won't do it next time."

The two held hands and went straight to the camp, shocking the attendants inside and outside. But before they could rest, someone sent a message to the skirmishers: the "Doctor's" messenger had arrived.

The good mood suddenly disappeared. Mo Bei took off the bamboo hat and handed it to the soldiers.

"I'll wait for you to come back."

The skirmisher put on his bamboo hat, pressed it down and returned to his usual serious look: "Lead the way."

As the skirmishers left, Mo Bei didn't want to joke any more. He put on his cloak and put on the fox mask. There was no need to worry about his voice. He had Candlelight to help him. After confirming that he was wrapped tightly, Mo Bei teleported to Haizhi Island.

——Inazuma, Kaijishima——

The uninvited fox-faced man in black put the entire Haiji Island into a state of emergency. The guards raised their spears and surrounded the Coral Palace tightly. Coincidentally, this time, Goro is temporarily the captain of the escort team.

This is much easier.

Sure enough, Goro questioned him about the purpose of coming to Kaiji Island, and the two started fighting smoothly. The soldiers were ordered not to participate in the battle. They should continue to guard the Coral Palace to prevent the Men in Black's accomplices from invading.

Mo Bei led Wu Lang behind the rock. The general thought he was going to run away, so he rushed forward and kicked him in the side.

"Ah!" This kick was caught off guard, and coupled with the lack of training in the camp, he was still injured even though he had prepared a good defense. "It's such a cruel attack." He rubbed his waist and controlled the water polo to imprison Wulang.

Just before the water polo was about to be broken, Mo Bei took off his mask: "We haven't seen you for a few days, don't you recognize me?"

"Mo Bei?" The confinement was released. After Wulang confirmed it, he reached out and patted Mo Bei on the shoulder, "Good brother, you are back? Congratulations! I have been looking forward to you for a long time!"

Mo Bei's shoulder was so painfully slapped: "Oh, stop, stop, stop. It's not revenge for being so harsh. In short, due to some special circumstances, I can only come out in this capacity. Please tell Xinhai , just say that I will contact you from time to time."

"In addition," Mo Bei put his hands on Wu Lang's shoulders and emphasized solemnly, "the fewer people who know about this matter, the better. Especially Kong, we must not let him know that I am back."

Although he didn't understand why, Wulang agreed. After all, his comrades would not lie to him.

"How's it going on Kaijishima lately? Where are the Shogun soldiers and the others?"

"It's been fine recently. It's just that for some reason, there have been more wandering warriors. They will rob nearby villages, and the military strength is not particularly sufficient recently. Many places cannot be guarded by guards at all times."

"It's easy to talk about. Since it's not easy to come back, let's pick up two dens for fun."

Wulang handed him a token so that Mo Bei would not be regarded as an enemy.

——Inazuma, outskirts of Kaiji Island——

Mo Bei only took a few steps before he was surrounded by wandering warriors. There were about six people, the leader was a "Leiteng", wearing purple armor and carrying a forged knife, which was covered with a layer of electricity. He pointed the knife at Mo Bei's mask.

"Take off the mask. In addition, hand over your belongings as well."

"My lords, I'm just a vagabond, and I really don't have any money. Please bear with me."

"Stop talking nonsense and take off the mask first!"

The other five people approached with knives, and Mo Bei had no choice but to take off his mask.

When Lei Teng saw Mo Bei's handsome appearance, especially his unique blue eyes, he immediately thought: "Without money... he looks pretty good. In this case, we might as well try another approach."

"please say."

"Hmph, you guys are just bored, but let's have some fun." Lei Teng approached step by step, "Look, you don't have to pay and you can still get our protection. Isn't this a very good deal?" ?”

Even through the helmet, Mo Bei could imagine how disgusting the person in front of him was without looking. Lei Teng stretched out his hand to pinch Mo Bei's face, but was slapped away. He immediately became furious, and the other five people wisely stepped forward.

"Brothers, come on! Remember to leave him alive. I will turn him into a despicable *slave and play him to death bit by bit!"

Screams erupted, and the birds that had landed nearby flapped their wings and fled from the ground. The five wandering warriors surrounding Mo Bei were knocked to the ground in just an instant. The strong wind rolled the five people together, and several fire snakes stared at them, spitting out bright red letters from time to time.

"Don't think about escaping, just stay inside and have a good rest. Who said - you are a rare audience."

Lei Teng drew his sword, and the electric current buzzed: "This is the only one!"

This kind of monotonous attack is usually not noticed by Mo Bei. After all, it is full of loopholes and has no appreciation value. He originally wanted to try what the opponent called "playing" to death, but unfortunately, the skirmishers were probably going back soon. He promised to wait for him at the camp!

Dodge, control, counterattack...a set of actions is smooth and smooth. When Lei Teng was lifted up by the compressed air, he knew the difference in strength: "You... are slightly better..."

"The winner is the king or the loser. You will repent for your previous actions." After saying that, Lei Teng's palms folded and twisted in an instant, and the sound of bones twisting was heard. Mo Bei "kindly invited" the wandering warrior to enjoy the show with him.

Lei Teng is indeed an outstanding wandering warrior. Even if the palm of the hand is twisted twice and the bones are broken, it still refuses to make a sound. Mo Bei felt that maybe he could make a new attempt.

He sat on a rock and manipulated the other person's body.

"Click...click..."

The squeeze of blood and air crushed Lei Teng's bones inch by inch. This time, he screamed uncontrollably, even more screams than the five others. After his bones were crushed, he was like a human-skinned doll filled with blood, controlled and manipulated by Mo Bei.

Finally, Lei Teng's body bent backwards, his legs folded behind his back, and his hands stretched to tie his legs and body together. At this time, he had lost his voice and breath. Silent fear seeped into the bones of the five wandering warriors against the backdrop of the waves.

Perhaps it was because Lei Teng had not done any stretching training, so his belly split apart due to the tear, and his organs rushed out from the gap.

"Ah, failed..."

Mo Bei looked a little disappointed. He waved his hand and the sea dragged Lei Teng's body back.

Mo Bei turned around and saluted the five people without losing his grace: "I'm sorry for letting you see an imperfect performance. Next time, I will feast your eyes on it."

After that, the group of fire snakes disappeared out of thin air.

As a result, this face was widely circulated among wandering warriors. Everyone didn't believe it at first, until they salvaged Lei Teng's twisted body on the beach. For a time, all the wandering warriors evacuated.

As for Mo Bei, he felt unlucky when he thought about meeting such a person. It's not like you need to behave well and docile in front of everyone, let alone if the other party humiliates you first.

"It's just a cheap life." He thought, "Asan may be arriving at the camp soon... No, we must go back quickly!"

Candlelight teleports him to an anchor point placed near the camp. Mo Bei hurried back to the room, but unexpectedly the skirmishers had arrived long ago. He stood up and clasped Mo Bei's hands on the wall. Then I smelled a hint of blood.

"What are you going to do?"

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