Vicious female supporting role, gender male

After a cup of tea, Chang Cheng'an was finally defeated by Jiang Wuqi's sword, Jiang Wuqi held his throat with "Que Shang", and was about to stab him with the sword, but was stopped by Feng Rugui.

Feng Rugui looked at Chang Chengan with a smile and said: "Master Chang, when you were at the Fengdu inn, you must have done a lot of nasty things just as your wife said in order to induce my addiction. You deserved to die, but now if Wuqi kills you, Wuqi's hands will be dirty, why don't I publicize the matter of your wife and your only son, and then tell Fengdu magistrate what your Changmen master's behavior is, It’s better to let the county magistrate carefully investigate the murder committed by your Chang sect master.”

Among them, the word "madame" was deliberately emphasized by him, and he was full of sarcasm.

When the words fell to the ground, he said to Jiang Wuqi: "Wuqi, pick off his tendons and hamstrings, and then destroy his whole body of cultivation."

Jiang Wuqi did as he said, none of Chang Chengan's internal organs were intact, and under such a serious injury, he was completely powerless to resist. In order to maintain his demeanor as the master of the sect, he did not make a sound, only his hands and feet twitched instinctively However, after all the tendons and tendons of his limbs were severed, he really seemed to be paralyzed and rotten.

Hearing the movement, Chen Qianniang suddenly opened her eyelids. Seeing this scene, she opened her eyes wide, looked at Chang Chengan, and said ecstatically, "You have today. You deserve what you deserved. Congratulations."

Xu Shi's joy turned into sorrow, and in the next moment, she laughed wildly and died, but her eyes still caught Chang Chengan, and she refused to let go.

Chang Chengan saw Chen Qianniang die with his own eyes, and he couldn't help recalling her delicate and charming appearance when they first met, why did she change her face, was it really his fault?What's wrong with trying to marry the woman you love into the door?

He closed his eyes, glanced at Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi, he couldn't move now, he didn't know how to escape the next bad luck, so he could only accept it calmly.

He has killed many people, most of them are innocent people, but those who have achieved great achievements don't care about trivial matters, why not kill some untouchables who are like worthless people in the world?

Thinking about it like this, he felt more and more that Chen Qianniang didn't know how to flatter her, and that Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi were the evil stars he had unfortunately encountered.

On the other side, the four people in the formation were not fatally injured. After adjusting their breath a little, they were able to stand up. They supported each other, and they were about to escape, but Jiang Wuqi blocked the way.

Jiang Wuqi had put away "Queshang", his hands were empty, his eyes were compassionate, but his tone was very cold: "Are you for Chen Qianniang's use? What good did she promise you?"

The oldest of the four replied: "Madam Changmen promises that we will get a thousand pieces of gold after we succeed, and that we can choose a hidden sword in Wangjianmen at will."

"Really?" Jiang Wuqi turned around and walked towards Lianqiao who was knocked off the wall by him.

Although the Taoist priest had compassionate eyes and a gentle expression, he looked like he was about to kill someone. When the four people in the formation saw him leave, they suddenly felt that they had escaped from death, so they hurriedly left the place. In a blink of an eye, they disappeared.

Jiang Wuqi was by no means the one to kill them all. The four people in the formation were for Chen Qianniang's use, but Feng Rugui wasn't hurt, and he didn't try to stop them. He only glanced at their backs, then stared at Lianqiao, and asked : "Who drove you? Is it also Chen Qianniang?"

Lianqiao had just seen Jiang Wuqi's ability, flinched her excruciatingly painful feet, and said frankly: "I have some feelings for Mr. Chang, Mrs. Chang secretly told me that Mr. Chang was killed by Feng Rugui, I am angry However, I stabbed him with a dagger, never thought that he was..."

Feng Rugui stepped forward and said arrogantly: "Am I not going to die? Just a small injury that doesn't hurt at all, and wanting my life is tantamount to nonsense."

Immediately afterwards, he stared at Lianqiao's feet from above, and said calmly: "Your feet are broken, and you will definitely not be able to stand up in a hundred days. After a hundred days, whether you can recover or not depends on your good fortune." .”

Forsythia was used by Chen Qianniang, now both feet are broken, it's a pain, let's just let this matter out.

He ignored Yun Qiao, stood on tiptoe, kissed Jiang Wuqi's side cheek and said, "Wuqi, let's go to the Fengdu County Office and bring Chang Chengan with us."

But because Jiang Wuqi was worried about the wound on Feng Rugui's heart, he refused straight away, "Let's heal your wound first."

"How to heal?" Feng Rugui's eyes were burning, he poked out the tip of his tongue, lightly licked the corner of Jiang Wuqi's lips, and then breathed out hot air on Jiang Wuqi's face, "Use your body? "

Seeing that Feng Rugui still wanted to tease him, Jiang Wuqi breathed a sigh of relief, then mentioned Chang Chengan again, and said, "Let's go."

"En." Feng Rugui hooked Jiang Wuqi's little finger, and stayed obediently near Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi went to the lobby of the Yaoxian Building, called a Gui Gong, and asked, "Do you have any spare rooms in this building?"

There was such a big commotion in the backyard of the Yaoxian Building just now, the main building couldn't possibly be unaware of it, some timid guests even pushed the accompanying Hua Niang out of the Yaoxian Building because of this.

Therefore, there are mostly spare rooms in the Yaoxian Tower.

Mr. Gui knew the Taoist priest in front of him, he knew that this Taoist priest was the one who fought with the Changmen Master of Wangjianmen not long ago, and now the Changmen Master is being carried by the Taoist priest like a dead pig after slaughtering, how dare he Apologizing, he immediately replied: "There are more than a dozen vacant rooms in the building, and the Taoist leader can choose at will."

"No need, just clean the room, please lead us there." Jiang Wuqi's voice had not yet landed, and the tortoise graciously said: "Master, do you want girls to accompany you?"

How can any girl be as good as Feng Rugui?And what does he want the girl to do?

Jiang Wuqi shook his head and said, "Just lead the way, don't say too much."

Although this Taoist priest has a gentle face, but he is very skilled and might not be able to get along with him. Mr. Gui didn't dare to neglect, let alone say any more, so he quickly led him to the door of a room, pushed the door open, and enthusiastically Authentic: "Is the Taoist priest still satisfied?"

"Go ahead, don't teach people to come close." Jiang Wuqi entered the room, put Chang Chengan on the ground, closed the door tightly, set up a barrier, and then hugged Feng Rugui beside him , go inside.

Feng Rugui had never been in the boudoir where the women of the brothel welcomed guests, so he looked around curiously, and was caught off guard by Jiang Wuqi who hugged him horizontally, and a big blush suddenly appeared on his cheeks.

He stretched out his hand to hook Jiang Wuqi's neck, he felt like a newlywed who was carried to the bed by her husband on the night of the bridal chamber, and was extremely disturbed in his heart.

Jiang Wuqi ordered Feng Rugui to sit on the bed. In order to treat the wound, he had to take off Feng Rugui's shirt. He said "Sorry" softly, then raised his hand and tore off the soft satin around the dagger, tearing the silk. The sound fell, and Feng Rugui's white skin leaked out in response.

Feng Rugui felt cold in his heart, half covered his eyebrows and eyes, looked at Jiang Wuqi between his fingers, pretending to be shy and said: "Master Daoist, you are so rude, I'm afraid I can't bear it."

Jiang Wuqi's ears were reddened by Feng Rugui's words, and he said helplessly, "Rugui, don't tease Yu Pindao."

"I'm going to tease you, what can you do to me?" Feng Rugui clasped Jiang Wuqi's wrist, and said seductively, "Master Daoist, won't you help me take off the other side of the skirt? I'm afraid later Shouldn't it be bandaged?"

After he finished speaking, he clasped Jiang Wuqi's wrist, forcing the five fingers to sneak into his right skirt, and with another force, the skirt slid down, and the round shoulders broke free from the restraint of the soft satin, jumped out, and reflected directly It came into Jiang Wuqi's eyes.

Then, he let go of Jiang Wuqi's wrist, and slowly pulled his hands out of his sleeves.At this point, his upper body was not naked, if it wasn't restrained by a narrow tie that held up the soft satin, his waist would also be exposed to Jiang Wuqi's eyes.

His upper body is well-proportioned, with good lines, only a little thinner, and the boundless spring scenery can be seen everywhere, which makes people daydream.

But Jiang Wuqi had no time to take care of the sultry spring, he stared at the dark golden dagger handle, and suddenly felt pain in his eyes.

Feng Rugui lay flat on the bed, raised his hand again, and traced Jiang Wuqi's distressed eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips, while saying seriously: "Wuqi, I am happy with you, as long as you are by my side, I have nothing to fear, if you hesitate to move forward, you have underestimated me, and even more underestimated my feelings for you."

Feng Rugui's words were full of affection, every single word, which made Jiang Wuqi's heart beat out of sequence.

Rugui, what is in front of him is Feng Rugui who is pleasing to him, and it is also Feng Rugui who is pleasing to him.

He concentrated on it, and then, he pressed Feng Rugui's naked skin around Feng Rugui's dagger with one hand, grabbed the rough dagger handle with the other, and said solemnly: "If you are in pain, call out."

"If I'm in pain, so what if I yell out? So what if I don't yell out? Will it stop hurting if I yell out?" Feng Rugui didn't want to prevent Jiang Wuqi from drawing the dagger for him, instead of holding Jiang Wuqi's hand, he separated his hands. Attached to Jiang Wuqi's side waist, "If I feel pain, I'll go squeeze the flesh of your side waist, and teach you to hurt with me."

"That's fine, Pindao is about to start, are you ready?" Jiang Wuqi lowered his eyes and met Feng Rugui's eyes, but Feng Rugui smiled, showing no fear or pain at all.

He was distressed and admired at the same time, this dagger was not so deep, and it was on the heart, even practitioners could bear it, but Feng Rugui didn't care.

feel at home...

In the end, distress got the upper hand, so that his right hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.

Feng Rugui's right hand was suddenly grasped by Feng Rugui's hands, and Feng Rugui lightly rubbed the back of his hand with his fingertips, and said with a light smile, "It doesn't hurt at all right now, and it certainly won't hurt much when you pull it out , you don’t need to worry, and do you still remember that in Yuxiu Town, I personally peeled off the flesh below the knee of my left foot? It didn’t hurt at all at that time, and this time is far worse than that time.”

"Rugui..." Feng Rugui is too good at enduring pain, which made Jiang Wuqi feel even more distressed. He took a deep breath, "Rugui, Pindao is reluctant to see you suffer. Pindao would rather the injury be longer than him. body."

"No, your recovery ability is far inferior to mine. If it is worse than yours, wouldn't you be disfigured? I don't like a disfigured Taoist priest." Feng Rugui joked briskly, and Jiang Wuqi sighed again: " This wound is in the heart, how can it be considered disfigured?"

Feng Rugui opened Jiang Wuqi's skirt with one finger, exposed his heart, and then pressed it against his lips, licking it lightly, leaving a water mark on that piece of skin, and then said forcefully: "This If there is a wound on the heart, it will too much affect my taste of it, and if I say disfigured, it is disfigured, you are not allowed to refute, if you dare to refute, I will..."

Jiang Wuqi asked softly, "How about you?"

"I'll cry for you, I love you so much." Feng Rugui really put on a look of aggrieved, his willow-leaf eyes were full of water, and the water was about to turn into tears and flow from them.

"Even if you don't cry, Pindao will feel very distressed." Jiang Wuqi lowered his head and kissed Feng Rugui's willow eyes, and after that, he was about to apply force with his right hand grasped on the handle of the dagger.

Feng Rugui calmly put his hands into Jiang Wuqi's open placket, showing the thin and flexible texture in satisfaction, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his lips.

The pain that followed just forced his body to flinch a bit, his face was as white as paper, nothing more.

It's just that the dagger that pierced through the heart was pulled out, what's the big deal?

For him, the most important thing is that Jiang Wuqi stays by his side, it is Jiang Wuqi's pleasure for him.

There is no such thing as Miss Liu, Jiang Wuqi belongs to him, but to him alone, no one can touch her.

Blood gushed out of his heart in an instant, and it flowed endlessly, easily staining the concubine-colored bed beneath him with a tantalizing fragrance.

The smell of blood immediately overwhelmed the sky, mercilessly clogging his and Jiang Wuqi's noses.

He stared at Jiang Wuqi without blinking, and said word by word: "Wuqi, I'm fine, I don't feel any pain at all."

——He has a calm expression and a gentle tone, but his voice reveals a sense of weakness.

This injury is fatal to mortals, and it is not easy for him.

He rationally thinks that he should feel the pain, and his body seems to be suffering, but he is very happy mentally, without any pain.

The distress and pity in Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be the best anesthetic, which anesthetized his mind to the point where Jiang Wuqi could only be accommodated.

"Wuqi, Wuqi, Wuqi..." He called out one after another, softening Jiang Wuqi's heart into a white rice cake that could be kneaded wantonly.

While calling softly, he lingered on Jiang Wuqi, from the hair to his waist where he could see, then stretched out his hand, and removed the wooden hairpin from Jiang Wuqi's bun, and when he saw the hair falling down, he fiddled with it childishly endlessly.

Jiang Wuqi had already taken out the muslin, and was pressing the wound with both hands, the snow-white muslin was soaked through in a short time, and it was so red that it was dazzling.

He threw the muslin away, and the muslin lay on the ground, blood immediately overflowed from the edge and scattered in all directions.

The new muslin was stained scarlet after absorbing a large amount of blood.

It wasn't until the third piece of muslin that the blood flowing from the wound slowed down a little.

He still pressed the wound with one hand, took out the wound medicine with the other hand, bit open the cork with the tip of his teeth, and sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound desperately, but the blood couldn't be completely contained, he stared at the blood flowing from between his fingers. A little scarlet came out, and then looked at Feng Rugui's lips that were gradually losing their blood color.

Not long after, Feng Rugui's lips were as pale as his complexion, as pale as a handful of snow in midwinter, which would melt at the touch of it.

"Why do you look more painful than me?" Feng Rugui didn't care about the hole in his heart, struggled to get up, kissed Jiang Wuqi's eyes, and after tasting a little bit of bitterness, he said sadly and happily, "Wuqi , don’t cry for me, I really don’t feel any pain at all.”

Jiang Wuqi didn't know that he looked like he was about to cry. He had never shed tears since he was a child, and whenever he encountered difficulties, he would work hard to overcome them.As for the sad things, maybe he was too smooth, only the death of his parents made him sad, but he was not at the knees of his parents for a long time, and his parents thought he was boring and never took him to heart, so he was sad about the death of his parents. , not enough to make him cry.

But now it's completely different, he can't see his own face at all, but he knows in his heart that his complexion is probably paler than Feng Rugui's.

Before he could respond, he pushed Feng Rugui back on the bed, and lightly reprimanded: "Don't move around."

Because of the action just now, blood flowed from Feng Rugui's heart again, wasting the medicinal powder that Jiang Wuqi reluctantly sprinkled on.

"En." Feng Rugui lay obediently, grabbing a strand of Jiang Wuqi's hair with both hands and playing with it.

He was full of joy, but suddenly, the bloodthirsty desire that was lurking in the depths of his body invaded him.

He endured it, not talking to Jiang Wuqi, so much that he even curled up his ten toes, but his body was still stretched.

He hid those feet in the concubine-colored thin quilt, and fiddled with Jiang Wuqi's hair with both hands, and then randomly grabbed a handful, sent them to the tip of his nose, and sniffed desperately.

He likes the smell of Jiang Wuqi, which spreads from his nasal cavity into his body, and it seems to be able to relieve the addiction.

"Wuqi...Wuqi..." He wasn't calling Jiang Wuqi, but obsessively chewing on the name. The short words were full of magic to him, and he thought he would be able to bear it until Jiang Wuqi bandaged the wound. Otherwise, he would keep losing blood, and he would have to keep sucking blood from Jiang Wuqi's body to be enough.

But he didn't know that his eyes were completely out of his control, the scarlet overflowing eyes had long since wiped out his cover-up.

Jiang Wuqi watched Feng Rugui's eyes out of the corner of his eye, and his hands kept moving. After an unknown amount of time, the blood finally stopped, and the bloody hole was covered with white medicinal powder.

Jiang Wuqi could clearly see Feng Rugui's heart and the meridians on it, the heart was still beating pitifully and obstinately, and whenever his fingertips approached a little, they were about to come closer with joy.

He managed to heal the wound with great difficulty, so he bandaged it with muslin. He stretched out his hand to support Feng Rugui's back, and wrapped the muslin thickly round and round.

Feng Rugui fell onto Jiang Wuqi's body, rubbing his forehead against Jiang Wuqi's collarbone.

When he was young, Jiang Wuqi bandaged Feng Rugui properly, then tore off his Deluo, coat, and inner garment, leaving only a pair of flimsy trousers, then went to the bed, and carefully hugged Feng Rugui into his arms middle.

As soon as Jiang Wuqi got closer, Feng Rugui seemed to be able to hear the sound of blood rushing in the blood vessels in his body, and the aroma of flesh and blood also came to his nostrils.

He closed his eyes, turned over, and pressed Jiang Wuqi under him.

Then he straddled Jiang Wuqi and stared at Jiang Wuqi condescendingly.

He has a seductive body, his clothes are now half-faded and half-covered, making people want to strip off all his clothes, and even more so making people want to hide his body so that no one else can see him .

And the fine cloth on his heart can not only arouse people's desire for sadism, but also arouse people's desire for protection.

His complexion was clearly pale, but in the blink of an eye, he suddenly became charming, making people want to see his naked body.

He exudes all kinds of contradictory attractions, but he doesn't know it.

Jiang Wuqi was pleased with Feng Rugui, so he could feel Feng Rugui's unintentional temptation to him, but it was too inappropriate.

Concentrating his mind, he raised his hand to caress Feng Rugui's wriggling delicate Adam's apple, and said softly, "You don't have to resist the addiction. If you can't help it, just suck blood from Pindao."

Feng Rugui was conscious, he hooked his lips into a smile, and lowered his head, but instead of biting Jiang Wuqi's skin to suck blood, he covered his lips instead.

He wanted to kiss Jiang Wuqi first.

Jiang Wuqi relaxed his lips and teeth, letting Feng Rugui sweep away, Feng Rugui unceremoniously swept every inch of Jiang Wuqi's mouth, then lightly bit the tip of Jiang Wuqi's tongue, dragging the tongue out of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, he swallowed the tongue inch by inch, and then entangled the tongue with his own soft tongue.

During the entanglement, the silver thread is involved, and every time a thread breaks, a new thread grows.

This kiss was controlled by Feng Rugui, Feng Rugui was reluctant to leave Jiang Wuqi's tongue a little bit, the kiss was so breathless that he spit out the tongue and returned it to Jiang Wuqi.

He panted again and asked Jiang Wuqi: "Wuqi, do you like to kiss me?"

Jiang Wuqi nodded: "Pin Dao really likes to kiss you."

Feng Rugui's scarlet eyes made the already charming eye waves covered with another layer of glamour, he opened his lips and said with a smile: "Wuqi, did you cry for me just now because you loved me too much? "

Jiang Wuqi nodded again and said, "Pin Dao is very distressed."

"Well, I know you like me." Feng Rugui brushed away a bit of messy hair on Jiang Wuqi's side cheek, and then bit it.

He rubbed the flesh with the tips of his teeth until it turned red, and just now he bit it out a small gap.

He leaned down, his body was tightly entwined with Jiang Wuqi's, and he held Jiang Wuqi's cheeks with both hands, sucking the sweet and delicious blood from the opening in small mouthfuls.

Jiang Wuqi's blood was boiling hot, and as soon as it slipped into his throat, it sparked bursts of sparks, and when it fell into his stomach, it made his body scorching hot.

It is as comfortable as drinking the boiled green plum wine in one gulp in a world of ice and snow.

But this comfort is far from the beauty of kissing Jiang Wuqi.

Thinking of this, he freed up a hand to feel Jiang Wuqi's body.

In the past, he was afraid of insulting Jiang Wuqi, so he only dared to rub against Jiang Wuqi when he hugged him unintentionally, but now he can do whatever he wants.

It was Jiang Wuqi who pampered him, which caused him to want to push forward involuntarily.

He groped Jiang Wuqi's flesh one by one, felt the bones wrapped in the flesh and the organs under it, his fingertips jumped with joy.

After taking some blood, he didn't want to take any more, but went to peck and kiss Jiang Wuqi's skin to suppress the remaining addiction.

A bloody smoking, in the end, turned into a red-faced molestation.

His lips meandered down, covering Jiang Wuqi's Adam's apple. The Adam's apple was sensitive, and his body was violated, which made Jiang Wuqi tighten his lips.

But Jiang Wuqi's hands covered Feng Rugui's bare back knowingly, and went up slightly, taking his favorite pair of butterfly bones into his palms.

Feng Rugui gnawed and bit Jiang Wuqi's Adam's apple, seeing that his Adam's apple became red and swollen as he wished, and then went to ravage his collarbone again.

At the same time, he rubbed Jiang Wuqi's waist with one hand, and rubbed Jiang Wuqi's lips with the other.

His finger was quickly sucked by Jiang Wuqi, and he proudly stirred Jiang Wuqi's mouth, which was warm and moist.

But he didn't dare to go too far, Jiang Wuqi hadn't returned to vulgarity, and he wouldn't do such things with him, that was Jiang Wuqi's persistence, and he cherished him even more, he must not let him down.

He withdrew his hands, and obediently fell in Jiang Wuqi's arms, adjusting his breath without saying a word.

Jiang Wuqi saw that the scarlet in his eyes had receded, and the blood was back on his face, he breathed a sigh of relief: "As home, are you okay?"

After a long time, after Feng Rugui breathed evenly, he replied narrowly: "Wuqi, your body tastes excellent, surpassing thousands of delicacies from mountains and seas, delicious food, thank you for your hospitality this time."

Jiang Wuqi's ears turned red and soft immediately, he was so fluent in speech, he couldn't say it, and after racking his brains, he responded: "You are welcome."

"I wasn't polite at all, I just wanted to show mercy to you because you are still a monk, and I didn't take you..." Feng Rugui opened his mouth and gently bit the cartilage at the root of Jiang Wuqi's ear, "I didn't take you from top to bottom Try it all."

After all, Feng Rugui felt that he was an apprentice, while Jiang Wuqi was a young girl who hadn't left the court yet.

He was amused by his own thoughts, and raised Jiang Wuqi's chin with a finger: "Master Daoist, come, give me a smile."

Jiang Wuqi was extremely helpless, but Feng Rugui asked him to smile, so he smiled.

But with the snap of his fingers, Feng Rugui softened his body again, calling softly, "Husband..."

Jiang Wuqi was startled, he really couldn't do anything with Feng Rugui, so he let Feng Rugui tease him, but he couldn't help but feel sweetness in his heart.

Feng Rugui intentionally called Jiang Wuqi "Husband" again, but at this moment, a weak moan suddenly sounded from the adjacent room, followed by the sound of physical impact and the shaking of the bed.

Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi are both newcomers, Feng Rugui has only read a few volumes of fragrant and colorful story books, but Jiang Wuqi knows almost nothing about it.

But Jiang Wuqi didn't know what the two of them were doing, he just asked with some confusion: "They're not fighting, why are they making such noise?"

It was the first time for Feng Rugui to hear the live erotic palace, and he was ashamed. When he heard Jiang Wuqi's question, he didn't know how to explain it, so he said perfunctorily: "It's not because of a fight that there is such a sound."

Jiang Wuqi asked solemnly: "So when you and I are in the bridal chamber, do you also make such noises? Or are the sounds different between men and women, and between men and men?"

Feng Rugui thought about his words, and finally said after a while: "I've never done that with anyone, but I think it's probably the same as their voice."

"Really?" The words Jiang Wuqi escaped from his lips and teeth, and the sound from the next door became more intense, even accompanied by the woman's wailing.

Was that woman forced by a pleasure-seeker?Jiang Wuqi didn't know what to do for a while, so he looked at Feng Rugui and said, "Should we save her?"

Feng Rugui shook his head, endured his shame and said, "She's not crying, but she's too comfortable."

Jiang Wuqi asked seriously: "Will it make a sound like crying if you are too comfortable?"

Feng Rugui replied casually: "It should be so."

Jiang Wuqi was curious and anticipating: "Then you are too comfortable, will you be like her?"

Feng Rugui's face turned bright red from Jiang Wuqi's question, and his lips were even more radiant. When he opened his lips, the tongue in his mouth was also bright red, but he still answered frankly: "No, I think my reaction It must be different from her, because she is making a living with flesh and blood, and she has to let others oppress her, and do things in the boudoir in order to obtain the capital for survival, but I am really happy with you and want to be with you, It's not about livelihood, it's not about whether you'll come home happy, it's not about whether you'll come to take care of my business next time."

Jiang Wuqi kissed Feng Rugui's lips uncontrollably, and then smiled: "Then we must find a room with good sound insulation, so as not to be overheard by others."

Jiang Wuqi was sketching his future with himself.

Thinking like this, Feng Rugui stared at Jiang Wuqi with blushing eyes, and echoed, "It must not be listened to by others."

While the two were talking, there was no sound coming from the adjacent room, and everything was peaceful.

Jiang Wuqi rubbed Feng Rugui's forehead hair, and said with concern: "Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"

Feng Rugui gets tired easily after ingesting blood, and in order for this wound medicine to work, it will also make people drowsy.

Therefore, he nodded slightly: "Well, I'm a little tired."

He wrapped his hands and feet around Jiang Wuqi, and lazily said: "Wuqi, sleep with me for a while, when we wake up, we will take Chang Chengan to the county government."

Jiang Wuqi hugged Feng Rugui tightly, and said softly, "All right."

The two hugged each other, their upper body was naked and their lower body was barely neat, looking from a distance, they looked like a pair of mandarin ducks crossing their necks.

With a few snaps of his fingers, Feng Rugui had already fallen asleep.

He didn't dream about the past life, but the wedding night with Jiang Wuqi in his bridal chamber.

Jiang Wuqi uncovered his red hijab with a scale of happiness, and handed him a cup of wine, he and Jiang Wuqi drank the wine, and after eating, Jiang Wuqi would take off his wedding dress and lie down.

I don't know if Jiang Wuqi would like his appearance in the wedding dress?

And Jiang Wuqi looked tenderly at Feng Rugui's sleepy appearance, but he didn't fall asleep.

There was Chang Chengan outside, even though Chang Chengan had broken his limbs and hamstrings and lost his whole body of cultivation, for the sake of safety, he couldn't sleep peacefully.

Moreover, Chang Cheng Angui is the master of Wangjian Sect, if his disciples learn that he is trapped here, they will definitely kill him.

He should have found a safe place and then pulled out the dagger for Feng Rugui, but he didn't have that much effort. Even though Feng Rugui's cultivation was deep and his body was different from ordinary people, he couldn't tolerate Feng Rugui's suffering.

Being stabbed by a sharp dagger into a still beating heart, where would it not hurt at all?

With every heartbeat, the heart will be cut a little more.

He didn't think that Feng Rugui lied and kept saying "it doesn't hurt at all" just to make him feel at ease.

Because Feng Rugui obviously suffered too much pain, and he got used to enduring it, so it doesn't hurt at all?

feel at home...

He called softly in his heart, and hugged Feng Rugui a little tighter.

And Feng Rugui buried his head in his heart with a satisfied face, moving his lips, as if tasting his favorite snack.

While he was wary of the movement around him, he listened to Feng Rugui's heartbeat, his heart filled with indescribable joy.

He had been practicing swords and cultivating hard all his life before, in order to fly and become a fairy as soon as possible.

However, the goal of flying to become a fairy is actually just following the trend. His master taught him this way since he was a child, and his brothers are also working hard to move towards this goal every day.

He never thought about the meaning of his life, and the meaning of flying into a fairy. He has been acting according to the requirements of his master.

It has been 500 years since anyone in his school has flown to become a fairy, and the master who has already been a fairy is eagerly looking forward to him becoming the No. 500 who will fly to become a fairy in 1 years.

The master also told him in secret that as long as he neglects his cultivation, he will be able to fly and become a fairy within a hundred years.

For those who cultivate immortals, if they fly to become immortals, they will be able to stand above the heavens, look down on all living beings, and enjoy endless life spans.

And to him it doesn't matter at all.

He would rather use his celestial power to punish rape and eradicate evil in the mortal world, and to obscure and promote good.

Now, with Feng Rugui breathing peacefully in his arms, he truly felt the meaning of being alive.

Only when he is alive can he hold Feng Rugui in his arms, kiss Feng Rugui, and do things with Feng Rugui that would make the sound of physical collision and the sound of the bed shaking.

He lovingly kissed the center of Feng Rugui's forehead, then closed his eyes, and rested his mind.

After about half an hour, he sensed that someone was approaching his barrier, and the number of them was not less than 15.

After a while, someone wanted to push the door open, but he couldn't do it after a few pushes, and then he raised his sword and slashed towards the door.

Because of the protection of the enchantment, the door was not damaged at all, but the sword was thrown out.

The sword caused the person holding the sword to fall to the ground, and after a while, more people raised their swords and smashed the door.

Their cultivation bases were like ants to Jiang Wuqi, therefore, the door remained motionless, and they fell down one after another.

But letting them chop the door is not a long-term solution after all.

Jiang Wuqi was thinking, but Feng Rugui said wearily, "Is anyone here?"

Feng Rugui's voice was slightly hoarse, it seemed to be coquettish, but also seemed to be awkward, it was intoxicating.

Jiang Wuqi looked down and saw that Feng Rugui was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes, so he said, "It's nothing, just take a rest for a while."

"En." Since Jiang Wuqi said that there was nothing wrong, then there must be nothing wrong, and Feng Rugui allowed himself to fall asleep again.

Based on the cultivation of these disciples, even if his enchantment can't last for a year or a half, it won't be a problem for three to five months.

But he didn't dare to relax, because Feng Rugui was in his arms, and he had to protect Feng Rugui well.

Previously, if it hadn't been for his poor physical skills, it took him a long time to take out Chang Siyuan's mummy from Wangjianmen, and if he had been away from Feng Rugui's body for too long, Feng Rugui probably wouldn't have been attacked by Lianqiao.

He recalled carefully, Feng Rugui had been injured countless times, throat, heart, hands, feet... If Feng Rugui wasn't a thousand-year-old evil spirit, his cultivation base was profound, Feng Rugui's body was cultivated If he was like a mortal, he would have already lost his spirit.

He couldn't help feeling scared, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He always felt that he was extremely weak, essentially no different from the Wangjian Sect disciple who was about to break in outside the room.

The disciples of Wangjian Sect could not protect their Sect Master, and he could not protect his Homecoming.

His feeling at home...why does his feeling at home please him?Obviously he can't even protect him.

After another hour, Feng Rugui had slept enough, opened his eyes, listened carefully, and said with a smile: "I was half asleep and half awake before, and I thought I was dreaming, but it turned out that someone was really outside the door." .Should they be disciples of Wangjian Sect? After all, their sect master is still in our hands."

Jiang Wuqi responded, and lowered his head to kiss Feng Rugui's lips.

Feng Rugui stretched out his hand and hooked Jiang Wuqi's back neck, and actively let go of his lips and teeth for Jiang Wuqi to pick.

Without his fault, Jiang Wuqi's kiss was very gentle, as if he was a rare and precious jade artifact.

His whole body was soft after being kissed, and it spread under Jiang Wuqi's body like a pool of spring water.

Jiang Wuqi didn't kiss for long, then let go of Feng Rugui, and then pulled off Feng Rugui's clothes, and put them on for him one by one.

Feng Rugui enjoyed Jiang Wuqi's service, yawned lazily, and spread his hands.

Jiang Wuqi put on his clothes for Feng Rugui, untied the black belt around his waist and tied it again, then went to dress himself.

The bun was already messed up, Feng Rugui casually took an emerald hairpin, tied up her hair, and got off the bed.

Jiang Wuqi had already put on his clothes, tied up his hair, and tidied himself up. Seeing that Feng Rugui was going to put on the footwear, he knelt down, took the snow-white footwear, put it on for Feng Rugui, and put it on for him again. Milk smoke satin and bead embroidered shoes.

Feng Rugui's toes trembled, and his hands involuntarily hugged the back of Jiang Wuqi's head.

After putting on a pair of milk smoke satin and beaded embroidered shoes, he had no choice but to let go of Jiang Wuqi, and stood up calmly.

But at this moment, the door that was originally closed was broken open, and nearly twenty Wangjianmen disciples rushed in in an instant.

Two of the disciples saw Chang Chengan slumped on the ground, seriously injured and dying, so they helped Chang Chengan up and walked outside.

Feng Rugui moved, leaned against the door, smiled at Chang Chengan and his two disciples, "Where do you three want to go?"

But Jiang Wuqi stood where he was, looking at the disciples of Wangjianmen who were rushing over.

His barrier was not broken by these disciples whose strength was far inferior to his, it was obviously done by Chang Chengan.

Chang Chengan was just dormant, and definitely did not lose his will to live.

He raised his voice and said to Feng Rugui: "Rugui, be careful Chang Cheng'an."

Chang Chengan actually opened his mouth, and replied angrily: "Right now this old man can't even move, this old man and his eighteen disciples are all fish like Ren Er, Jiang Wuqi, what do you want this thousand-year-old evil spirit to be careful about this old man? "

Chang Chengan was lifeless and his voice was weak, as if he was speaking his last words.

But Jiang Wuqi was not confused by it, he flew up, passed many Wangjianmen disciples, and slapped Chang Chengan on the back of his heart.

Unexpectedly, this palm of his was actually resisted by Chang Chengan's internal strength, so Chang Chengan practiced some weird technique, even if his limbs and tendons were severed, and his whole body's cultivation was abolished, he could still fight in a short time. Will it recover to a certain extent in time?

It's really terrible, and it must take his life.