original intention

It was more than ten days after receiving the news from Kingfisher. Su Qingran held the small letter in his hand, and the letter paper was almost shattered by his own tightening hands. Su Qingran's eyes There was unstoppable hatred in his eyes, and there was a terrifying blood in Wushuang's originally gentle pupils.

The sharp nails of his fingers were embedded in his flesh, but he couldn't grasp his withered rationality. This catastrophe of the family was brought to the entire Xuejian Villa by himself. How could he be caught in this isolated Demon Sect, how could he make the entire Xuejian Villa run around for him, and how could he let his father, who had been in the rivers and lakes, splatter the Demon Sect with blood.

And what I can do, what I can do is irreversible, the sad thing is that I can't do anything, not even kill a congregation.Su Qingran couldn't help shivering, this feeling of extreme hatred, remorse, and powerlessness made him almost crazy, his blood surged all over his body, and for a while, he missed his home with nowhere to turn and broke his heart with tears Su Qingran smiled silently when he thought of the graceful girl who had a shallow fate in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River...

The night is as cool as cold, and the night in early spring is bitingly cold for some reason.

Su Qingran hugged the altar of wine, not knowing where he had gone, since nowhere was home anyway.

The wine was as strong as fire, spicy and pungent in the throat, and the burning heart felt as if it was being torn densely by silver knives, but it felt dull and numb as if it had been cut by knives for a long time, empty and empty.

He was wearing a coarse cloth robe that was wet with wine, and it was loosely and loosely worn on his body. If the young master of a famous family who was born in rich clothes and rich food, if he grew up in silk and jade belts, he would have already gotten used to the coarse cloth, and his face and eyes would be divided. It was not clear whether it was tears or wine, and it was not clear whether it was a whimper or a sneer.

Suddenly feeling tripped by a protruding stone on the side of the road, Su Qingran also didn't know it, and simply rotted on the side of the road like a puddle of mud, holding the wine jar tightly in her hand.

When Ah Fu saw the messy Su Qingran, he was really surprised. This person was not like this when he was tortured and dying. He was shocked. Could it be that he knew about Xuejian Villa? thing?Thinking about Ah Jin again in his heart, he might as well just force him again and let him cut his own way of life.

After thinking about it, Ah Fu turned around and performed lightness kung fu to leave.

It is said that Su Zhi looked like a lecherous ruffian who could walk. At this time, he saw Su Qingran lying on the side of the road.

I saw the man's clothes were messy, and his slender hands with distinct phalanges were still tightly grasping the wine jar. The wine dripped out and wet his clothes, which made his body and skin under the clothes extremely seductive. On his face, there were still traces of tears and wine, and there was even a faint blush, and he became lustful at the moment, not knowing what night it is.

Ah Fuyin was not far away, a trace of cruelty flashed in his beautiful cat eyes, if a decent son of a famous family suffered from such abuse, would he be able to survive?An unknown panic flashed in my heart, but I quickly suppressed it, and I never killed that person, and Ah Jin couldn't blame me.

That Su Zhi was like a pervert, a pair of salty pig hands had already touched Su Qingran's clothes, and roughly scratched across Su Qingran's body, making Su Qingran, who looked like a drunkard, groan in protest, as if feeling The person who moved uneasily as if in danger, but couldn't get rid of his body, felt dazed again and continued to sleep to death. Even after sleeping, he felt desolate and helpless. He died when he died, and he didn't want to care about it. Where are you.

Su Zhi looked at the unknowing movement of the man in his arms, and the desire in his eyes deepened a bit. With trembling hands, he took off the man's robe, revealing the snow-white underclothes and the jade-like neck. Dew in the shallow moonlight, the faintly visible physique.

Su Zhi's expression was full, and he tore off his underwear, revealing a large area of ​​shoulders along Yurun's neck, Su Qingran was startled by the slightly cold air with goosebumps, half opened in a daze, not knowing why Face, I don't know where I am.

Unknowingly feeling the danger, he held up his palms uncomfortably to push away the person beside him, Su Zhi chuckled, and grabbed Su Qingran's hands behind his back without any effort.Su Qingran was humming wildly, Su Zhi smiled obsequiously and wanted to put his mouth on it to take a look.

Suddenly a gust of wind passed by, both Ah Fu and Su Zhi raised their heads abruptly, before Ah Fu recovered, he was slapped heavily on the face, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, Su Zhi's arm was holding Su Qingran's right hand was buckled and folded by the visitor, and immediately bent down like a kite with a broken string.The pained features on Su Zhi's face twisted.

A Fu looked at the menacing Nan Jin, covered his face and knelt down trembling in fright, Nan Jin's lingering eyes flashed across, with obvious murderous intent and anger.Kicking Su Zhi, he quickly took off his brocade robe and wrapped it around Su Qingran's body, hugging him in his arms, feeling the smell of alcohol coming from his nose and looking at the wine that Su Qingran was unwilling to let go The jar, the eyebrows frowned into a mountain.

Nanjin's ice-like voice came, "Ah Fu, once Master Su's hands touched him, he broke his hands. Since his eyes coveted him, he gouged out his eyes and threw them to Xing Chatang. Enter Wutian Prison, never get out."

"As for you... I have warned you many times. It seems that I indulged you too much. I dealt with Hall Master Su. You go to Hall Master Duan to receive the punishment. You will be punished with a hundred lashes in salt water and kneeling in the Xing Cha Hall for three days and three days. night!"

A Fu's cat eyes revealed disbelief and terror, and he opened his mouth, only to see Nan Jin holding the person in his arms tightly, and shouted, "Get out of here!"

Nan Jin hugged the man in his arms and flew all the way, heading straight to the edge of Zhuhai Qingxi River. When he reached the edge of the stream, he paused and carefully placed the man on the stone bench. Normal blush, trembling and writhing unknowingly all over, jade-like neck winding, pure white, soft, lines are just right and alluring.

Nan Jin's mouth was a little dry, his throat was a little tight, and his lower abdomen was a little hot. He stared at Su Qingran's picturesque brows and eyes that were ignorant and inadvertently showing a charming smile, and exhaled heavily.

Picking up the man, the two plunged into the water together, the stream was icy cold, and Su Qingran shuddered, his blurred eyes flashed with clarity, but his head leaned closer to Nan Jin.

Nan Jin squeezed Su Qingran's shoulders, and gently kissed Su Qingran's cold mouth, which was blue from the cold, as if comforting, and whispered softly in his mouth, "It will be fine in a while, the wine you drink is too hot, originally... ...Originally...but the stream water is cold, and it will be fine if you slowly let off the effects of your medicine."

Su Qingran acted as if she didn't know it, only felt that the stream was bitingly cold, and desperately leaned towards the warm body beside her, using both hands and feet, resting on Nan Jin's shoulder, her icy hands tremblingly groped into Nan Jin's body. Inside the clothes, Nan Jin grabbed the troubled hands uncomfortablely, and said through gritted teeth, "Hey... don't move around."

He gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart and said, "Even if you are suffering from hatred and want to drink away your sorrows, why bother to drink these wines soaked with deer antler and ginseng, and drink them desperately!" Ordinary wine.

Nan Jin poked Su Qingran's face obsessively as if obsessed, it was soft and warm, and then he went down and touched the provocative neck, the man's chin slightly raised, like an invitation, and was accepted Nan Jin's fingers trembled slightly, and he hummed softly, which sounded like a comfortable sex again.

Nan Jin felt hot in his lower abdomen, Mo De hugged that person, and kissed him impulsively, rushing around without any rules, but it's no wonder Nan Jin, ever since he was brought back by his father and thrown into this Qingxuan Palace, every time Every day he is struggling for survival and power, and he is used to seeing that those beautiful women in the palace are nothing more than playthings of his father, his brothers and even the congregation.So for the little devil Nan Jin, this was really the first time in his life that he was decisive.

The person under him writhed uncomfortably, pushing his hands weakly to resist, and tried to hum, but was driven straight in by Nan Jin, Su Qingran's eyes were blurred, and his hands invited Like to put Nan Jin on the shoulder.

Nan Jin was shaken all over, and left Su Qingran's lips abruptly, put one hand on his chin, and asked sharply, "Why didn't you resist Su Zhi just now?"

Su Qingran felt the pain in his chin, and was still wondering why Nan Jin left him. After realizing it, he smiled foolishly, "What's the point of having a mere body? I heard that Master Su is the master of internal affairs. I admire it very much!" After saying that, he was groping Nan Jin's already messy clothes with both hands, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, as if he understood that the person in front of him was more powerful than Hall Master Su.

Nan Jin felt a pain in his heart, he hated this person's way of contemptuously and self-deprecatingly, and his heart was set on fire by this reckless person.

Grinding his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "You forced me to do this!"

He supported Su Qingran's back of the head heavily, and pushed it in front of himself, his lips were hot and punished, and he pried open Su Qingran's trembling and icy lips, the lips collided, and the tongue was full of blood, Su Qing Ran's winking eyes were like silk, and the medicinal wine's medicinal properties made his cheeks rosy and his waist soft. He tightened his brows impatiently, and the corner of his mouth forced a silent smile, his eyes were as smoky as peach blossoms. Staring at the moonlight in the sky, the moonlight is light and ruthless, only the radiance that fills the sky and chills my heart.

Unknowingly when her clothes have been faded, Su Qing's jade-like body is covered with layers of light pink by the moonlight mixed with the medicine, and her body, which has practiced martial arts all the year round, is firm and compact with clear lines... Nan Jin's Adam's apple moved with difficulty...

After a turbulent storm, Su Qingran was flustered and ashamed, and the medicinal properties had gradually dissipated. The gleam of clarity in the depths of the altar seemed to bring back so many dispirited memories. After suffering, I don't know why the faint crying and begging for mercy came out of my mouth, but gradually my mood got out of control, and Su Qingran couldn't help crying.

Crying like a toddler for no reason, clasping Nan Jin's undulating chest with both hands, the tears in his eyes were like pearls rolling straight into Nan Jin's heart. The cry was inexplicably sad and shrill, and contained a venom that only Nan Jin could detect, as if he had exhausted all his strength in his mouth, he choked out vague words, "Father..."

Nan Jin paused, his whole heart felt pinched by the sound, and it was torn into his flesh and blood to tighten his beating heart, imprisoning him so hard that he couldn't breathe, and the light in Nan Jin's eyes dimmed , rubbing the center of her brows with difficulty, the sobs that slammed into her heart finally wiped out the boundless sea of ​​love.

Nan Jin looked at Su Qingran who was being tormented by him indiscriminately, and was stunned for a moment, the gap between him and Su Qingran suddenly widened without bounds.

It would have been great if I hadn't met this person. I had already stood at the pinnacle of Qingxuan Palace's power, and I continued to be the heartless, black-hearted and cold-faced Palace Master, but this person broke into my world suddenly and inadvertently, and gradually Then he felt that this supreme power had become dull, not to mention the momentary joy, anger, sorrow and joy of this person, but the boundless pain of this person was actually brought to him by himself.If I knew it was so entangled in people's hearts, how could it be like that...but I couldn't bear it in my heart. If I didn't know this person, I would end up in a daze until the end of my life.

Emotion seems to be impermanent, but it is destined to be a lifetime.

Nan Jin looked at Su Qingran who was ignorantly crying into a ball in his arms, hugged him tightly, exhaled a long breath, picked up the man, took the brocade robe from the shore, and wrapped Su Qing tightly Ran, all the way to his room.

Su Qingran didn't know when she had gradually calmed down, half asleep and half awake, exhaling lightly and evenly, her body was still trembling slightly, but obediently leaning on the man's shoulder, hooking the corner of her mouth at an angle that the man could not see With a smile that seems to have nothing, three points are calculating, three points are disgusting and four points are resentment.

Nan Jin, now that I am indestructible, I can only drag you to the Abi Hell, and use your entire Qingxuan Palace to pay homage to my father...