Return to the Fairyland

100 Years of Mo Yan and Cang Ming

In the spacious hall, there is a large bed that can accommodate ten people. A big red dragon and phoenix candle stands on the head of the bed, covering everything in the room in a yellow halo, making it look extremely warm.

There are two white jade wine glasses placed side by side next to the candles, and the big bed is covered with a bright red soft mattress, embroidered with a picture of mandarin ducks and white heads playing in the water side by side.

"Today, we got married." Cang Ming shook Mo Yan's hand, "From now on, we will be united forever and never be separated."

"it is good!"

The two raised their glasses, crossed their arms, and drank the wine in the glasses.

The bright red dragon and phoenix candles were blown out, and the night was thick.

The flames were extinguished, and the night pearls inlaid on the four walls emitted a soft light, making everything in the room seem like a dream.

In the dream, on the wide bed, there are two lingering and overlapping figures.

The shadow reflected on the wall remained unchanged for several days and nights.

The man with black hair and blood eyes has well-proportioned muscles, broad and thick shoulders, and the soft light that fills the room covers his blunt face with a soft halo.

His long hair hung down on the bedding, undulating on another young man's body.

The young man under him had white skin all over his body.Xi, with bruises and dark red marks all over his body, his blue hair is scattered, and he is carrying everything in an unbearable posture at this moment.

The sound of puffing water kept coming to mind, and as the man above came in and out, the moan that could no longer be unbearable finally overflowed piecemeal from his lips.

"Um...ah..."

His phoenix eyes opened slightly, looking at the man who was constantly moving on his body and pushing himself to bliss again and again, the love in his heart was hard to contain at this moment.

He stretched out his hand, hooked the neck of the person on him, and whispered in his ear: "Cang Ming, I love you..."

The voice is deep, with a hook at the end, which tickles people's hearts.

Cang Ming lowered his head, unceremoniously kissed the pair of plump and bright red lips dangling in front of his eyes, sucked hard, and unceremoniously pried open the other's teeth, wishing to shake every inch of the other's mucous membrane, every tremor, They were all swallowed into the stomach, and they would not die endlessly.

This is already the tenth day since they entered the Great Hall of the Demon Palace.

Perhaps for mortals, it has been too long a time, but for these two people whose cultivation base and mana are already at their peak, it is just the beginning.

They are entangled in the hall, loving and boiling.

The short rest last time was ushered in the storm this time. In this storm, the two climbed up again and again until they were sent to the most ethereal clouds.

When reaching the clouds, the man pressing on Mo Yan's body will change into another appearance.

The black dragon tightly wrapped around his lover, never letting go of every inch. Its teeth gently bit his shoulders, and his tongue touched his neck, all the way to his soul.

The empty and dreary palace was filled with love at this moment, it was so sweet that it was cloying.

When Cang Ming was in human body, what Mo Yan felt was joy and happiness.But when he turned into a dragon body, what he felt was indescribable pleasure and excitement.

However, that was a brand new experience. Every part of my body was wrapped around each other, soft, comfortable, powerful, and intimate.

Under this kind of stimulation, Mo Yan easily climbed to the top.

The black dragon's body tightly wrapped around Mo Yan's body, and entered deeper. Its two dragon roots were in the same place, but deep down, there was still a trace of dissatisfaction.

It was a kind of indescribable gluttonous feast, wanting to taste the best food, but can't find the anxiety.

Its claws scratched half a meter deep on the ground. With blood-colored eyes, it stared at the man below him who had completely lost the ability to resist and whose eyes were filled with water vapor, and whispered, "I want it!"

Mo Yan reached out and hugged the black dragon's neck, wrapping him around his body from head to toe. His two claws grabbed the straight and long legs, separated them more and entered them deeper.

Thus, the voice that was touched by the fairy and lost control for a moment finally fell into the ears of the black dragon as it wished.

"Ah...don't...don't!" It was almost screaming, and it was scattered, mixed with the rotten breath in the air, completely surrounding one person and one dragon.

Mo Yan could no longer open his eyes, let alone breathe. His whole body was submerged and wrapped by the black dragon. The flexible and smooth scales submerged him from head to tailbone, touching every inch of his skin all the time. , every pore.

Everywhere within his reach, there are dragon scales, and he is completely enveloped by its smell. At this moment, he completely belongs to it.

Mo Yan completely lost the ability to resist. He felt as if he was submerged in sea water and was in the most primitive state.

The bursts of stimulation coming from below him, the numbness to every pore, the suffocating feeling that the heart seemed to be hit by lightning, made him even more addicted to this kind of love.

The sound of puffing water kept ringing in the air. Mo Yan knew that he must be entangled in the dragon's body in the most embarrassing position at this moment, but he didn't want to worry about it.

He let it fiddle with it, let it pierce, let it touch faeries.

Because, that is an indescribable, wonderful feeling to the extreme.

For a moment, Mo Yan was in a daze. He didn't open his eyes until he felt that his lower abdomen was swollen and painful. What he saw was red bedding.

Cang Ming was lying behind him, and the black dragon that had shot was panting continuously. In order to let everything enter his lover's body, he grabbed Mo Yan's waist and pulled him closer to him.

The two of them pressed closer together, and Mo Yan could even feel the spurting and shrinking of the thing in his body.

The two kissed and entangled, without even taking a break, they continued again.

This time, the time was longer and deeper, and the huge magic palace did not have the changes of the sun, moon and stars, and it was even more unknown.

At the beginning of this time, Mo Yan found out that he was pregnant, and the fairy gourd had already been brought back to the secret room of the magic palace by Cang Ming. In the fairy gourd, entangled in the stream next to the secret room.

This time, the black dragon never changed back to human form, and every time it finished shooting, it would quickly harden again, looking for a deeper place, as if it wanted to devour its soul completely.

At the beginning, Mo Yan still had some concept of the passage of time, but after a while, he couldn't tell the time at all.

He even began to wonder if he had been doing things with this black dragon since he was born.

After a period of time, they would come to the fairy gourd once, and store the bred spiritual roots in the fairy gourd.

It wasn't until the last of the seven gourds in Mo Yan's memory was left that he realized that he remembered what Cang Ming said that day.

"The last time, at the last moment, I couldn't control myself. That's why I was afraid of hurting you, so I didn't dare to do anything when your cultivation was not enough."

He just put the sixth spiritual root he bred into the fairy gourd, but was swept away by the black dragon.

This time was completely different from the past, the black dragon dragged it into its own palace, let out bursts of roars, and led it into the hot spring of the palace.

Mo Yan felt suffocated for a while, and a dangerous breath flowed around him. The Mohist mentality, which he hadn't used for a long time, naturally flowed at this moment, protecting his whole body.

Heilong's eyes were wide open, as if he was about to bleed, he ruthlessly pulled away the legs that Mo Yan was trying to close, and unceremoniously inserted all the things he had just squeezed out.

The fierceness and ferocity that had never been seen before were fully displayed at this moment.

The black dragon finally showed its true body.

It was a huge dragon that was over a thousand meters long and ten meters thick.

The huge dragon root was magnified infinitely at this moment, almost breaking Mo Yan's entire body.

"No! It hurts!" Mo Yan screamed, and the black dragon's eyes showed hesitation, but the violent factor in its blood continued to spread, and finally occupied his eyes.

"If you can't stand it, run away!" This was the last rational sentence Heilong said before losing his mind.

Afterwards, it was driven by lust, unable to think, or even recognize everything around it. It was only driven by the most primitive instinct, and violently raged on the people under it.

The huge dragon's claws drew deep ravines on the ground. Each ravine was a full ten meters deep. Once, the sharp claws almost grabbed Mo Yan.

But the moment he touched Mo Yan, the giant claw deviated from the direction and plunged deep into the ground again.

That was Cang Ming's reaction when he lost his mind and was only driven by instinct.

His reluctance to hurt him had been engraved into his instincts.

But that feeling was really too uncomfortable. Heilong didn't want to hurt the people under him, but he didn't want to let him go either.

He pressed on his body and let out a long roar, which made the top floor of the magic palace buzz.

It was only at this moment that Mo Yan understood the true meaning of Cang Ming's words, "I don't want to hurt you, so I would rather endure it."

His lower part was almost cracked, if his cultivation was just normal, he would have died in such a situation long ago.

He used the Mohist mentality, chanted the spell, and expanded his body to the maximum limit he could do.

But that limit, compared with Cang Ming, is too small.

Long Gen was as thick as his arm, one of which had been squeezed out, and was shaking restlessly, even slapping Mo Yan's buttocks.

Mo Yan could only grab the outer one with one hand, hold it with both hands, and move it up and down.

And at this moment, the root in his body was also churning crazily. The thick and full tip gradually became thinner and longer at this moment, spreading upwards along the tunnel in his body.

From the intestinal wall to the heart, it becomes thinner and smaller tentacles along the heart, and continues to spread downward.Along the blood vessels, he reached every place in Mo Yan's body, and finally tapped on Mo Yan's lower abdomen where the spiritual root was bred.

At the moment when the sea of ​​consciousness was touched by a foreign object, Mo Yan suddenly felt a wave of fear, a fear of death, and his whole body was seized by this fear.

But at this moment, his lips were pried open, and a glass of wine entered his stomach.

It was the holy medicine of the Jin family found by Cang Ming, and it was used at the last moment.

As the potency of the medicine gradually dissipated, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared.

On the contrary, it is the dragon root that is ubiquitous in the body, every movement can bring a brand new, extreme feeling of madness.

The fear is still there, entwined with madness, climbing.

Mo Yan felt something stuffed in his mouth, and he saw that it was another dragon root that he had slapped, and it was growing crazily, so that it reached the edge of his mouth, beating towards his lips.

Mo Yan couldn't think anymore, and opened his mouth obediently. The dragon root finally found a warm and humid place, and entered deeper into it.

Mo Yan, who was touched at the root of his throat, felt nauseated.But the other thing in the body that was being inserted was filled with bursts of pleasure.

There is also the horror of the black dragon going crazy, roaring and rolling, and he is in an instant, and he doesn't know where he is.

I just feel as if I am walking on the edge of a cliff and falling into the sky.On the edge of life and death, feel the ultimate fear and the ultimate pleasure.

The stimulation was so strong that it was almost unbearable.

Mo Yan opened his mouth, wanting to yell, yell.

But what I got was a firmer and deeper insertion.

The roar was killed in battle with the throat, and was divided into tiny fragments, overflowing the lips.

"Ah... ah... um... um... no... don't... ah..."

It was too messy to form a sentence, and Mo Yan felt as if he was constantly being thrown into Yunduan, falling continuously, and speeding rapidly between ice and fire, hell and heaven.

His eyes were completely unable to see everything in front of him, and his eyes were blank. He tightly grasped everything he could grasp, and acted instinctively.

The black dragon who fell into a complete madness, heard the broken voice of his lover, and felt the tight contraction one after another. He only wanted to go deeper, to integrate completely.

What he saw was the incoherent man who had been fucked by him, the man grasped himself deeply, as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"Go deeper, make him crazier!" A voice shouted from the bottom of Cang Ming's heart, so he went in deeper, releasing his desire even more recklessly.

Until three days later, the black dragon and Mo Yan were both in a state of extreme madness, completely accommodating each other, and when the black dragon shot the last drop of sperm, it finally calmed down.

One person and one dragon were entangled like this, and fell to the ground of the main hall of the Demon Palace.

In the final frenzy, the bed was completely rolled into pieces, the whole hall seemed to be in ruins, and two naked youths fell in the ruins.

Both were panting, holding each other's hands as if they were the rest of their lives after the festival.

Cang Ming finally got up first, he pulled out the thing that was still inserted in the opponent's body, kissed Mo Yan's lips, but couldn't hold back, and went deep into it again.

The lips and tongues of the two were intertwined. This kiss meant more love than lust.

Mo Yan's intestinal wall, lower abdomen, sea of ​​consciousness, and even every pore are full of what Cang Ming shot out at the last moment.

There is that special fishy smell all over the body, but the whole room is full of this smell, and it can't be smelled at all.

After Cang Ming was done thoroughly, he felt unprecedentedly satisfied. He pulled Mo Yan to stand up, but saw two streams of whiteness flowing down the slender legs.

flow... flow out...

This scene made Cang Ming's heart skip half a beat, and he suddenly discovered that in fact, the 100-year estrus is just a rudimentary legend.

When facing his lover, especially when seeing this kind of scene, he can be in heat anytime and anywhere.

The only difference is that he can control it.

Cang Ming bowed slightly to cover up his desire to look up again, picked up Mo Yan who couldn't even walk, and walked into the underground secret hall of the Demon Palace.

When spinning down the steps, Mo Yan still didn't have the energy to say a word.

At the last moment, in order to resist Cang Ming's entanglement, to resist the impulse and extreme madness in his heart, he has exhausted all his mana.

Now he just wants to rest.

He closed his eyes slightly, letting Cang Ming play with him.

Cang Ming arrived at the underground palace with Mo Yan in his arms. The sun was shining brightly there, and the underground forbidden area of ​​the demon world was actually similar to the scenery of Middle-earth.

In front of the huge palace is a clear stream.

Cang Ming hugged Mo Yan and jumped into it, carefully and gently cleaning him.

Every inch was spared, from the outside to the inside, and he felt himself hard again as his fingers dug deep into the forbidden places of the other's body.

It was only at this moment that Mo Yan was able to breathe and speak: "No... no... If you want more, I... I can only run away..."

Cang Ming gently kissed Mo Yan, and it took a long time before he let go.

His voice surrounds his ears, the pampering and admiration of all previous actions: "Don't be afraid, I just help you clean...I won't hurt you..."

"Yeah!" Mo Yan closed his eyes again, he felt so tired, it was the first time he felt so tired since he practiced immortality.

He fell asleep in his arms.

When Mo Yan woke up, he found himself sleeping on a big bed, lying on Cang Ming's shoulders.

He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was those blood eyes full of pampering.

The two kissed lightly as a greeting.

Mo Yan stood up slightly and looked around. He was still in the magic palace, but the surroundings were cleaned extremely clean, and the ruins caused by the love were gone.

When I first came to the Demon Palace, the red mattress and bedding to celebrate the wedding was also replaced by a dark mattress.

The two lay on the bed, chatting casually.

It's just some meaningless words, and Mo Yan usually doesn't even say half a sentence.

But at the moment, talking to Cang Ming seems to be a lot of fun.

Cang Ming wrapped him in his arms, and rubbed Mo Yan's lower abdomen with some distress: "Yan, I made you suffer... I will restrain myself in the future."

Mo Yan recalled the scenes of the two entangled in the hall, his face was a little red, especially at the last moment, the moment when the black dragon showed his true body and directly probed into his sea of ​​consciousness, fear and pleasure intertwined, happiness and At the moment when the pain coexisted, Mo Yan's heart beat fast.

He had just finished doing it, and his mana was consumed a lot. Thinking of those things, it was difficult to control his heartbeat.

Wait... the black dragon seems to say - be temperate in the future?There won't be any in the future?

Mo Yan glared at Cang Ming resentfully, what do you mean... to be temperate in the future?That taste, after tasting, is like poppy.Even if I die, I want to taste it again...

Cang Ming didn't know what Mo Yan was thinking at all, he just felt that when he saw his blushing lover staring at him, his lower body was stiff and aching.

In order to avoid causing trouble to his lover again, he moved his legs a little away, arched his legs slightly, and hid the small tent that had been pushed up earlier.

Mo Yan was even more dissatisfied when he saw that Cang Ming moved away from him after saying these words.

He rolled up on the bed, pressed hard on Cang Ming's body, pried open his lips, and kissed him deeply.

Cang Ming immediately understood and responded enthusiastically.

After the long kiss, Mo Yan pinched Cang Ming's chin with his hands, and said word by word: "If you dare, I will make you look good!"

So the two quickly rolled together.

This time it wasn't long, and it wasn't too deep, it was only half a day, just like ordinary mortals having sex.

But it was warm and sweet like never before. The love between the two was entangled, spread, and merged into each other's soul.

The two got up last, Cang Ming asked the guards outside for clothes, and the two dressed neatly again.

The first thing they do when they go out is to find their daughter Chong Kui.

When he first came to the Demon Palace, Cang Ming entrusted Chongkui to Wang Qifeng and the female officials in the Demon Palace to teach him. In the past hundred years, Chongkui has never appeared.

Even when Mo Yan thought of it occasionally, the answer he got was also that his daughter was practicing.

This is the first time in 100 years that the two have really walked out of the magic palace. When they came to Chongkui's residence, they were stopped by two heavily armed female officers.

"Chongkui is still studying the Dragon God course, and the master's requirements are very strict. He will not be able to step out of the room until the day he becomes an adult."

Cang Ming and Mo Yan could only leave with regret, and while traveling in the devil world, they waited for Chongkui to leave the customs.

The entire Demon Realm unfolds in the form of concentric circles. The Demon Palace is at the center of the entire Demon Realm. One ring is the leaders of the Demon Realm, and the outer ring is the subjects of the Demon Realm.

The whole place is orderly, the guards of the demon world perform their own duties, and there are few disputes. Although there is only one master, compared with the many sects of the middle-earth fairy family, it looks extraordinarily peaceful.

Even Cang Ming has not appeared in 100 years, nor has there been any major disturbances.

In the third month, the two had to return to the magic palace for a very simple reason - during the last intercourse, Mo Yan became pregnant again.

They must seal up the last child in the fairy gourd.

When they returned to the forbidden area of ​​the demon world again and came to the fairy gourd, Cang Ming knocked on the fairy gourd that was sealed in for the first time a hundred years ago in some puzzlement: "It's been so long, why are you still here?" Why not be born?"

Therefore, the rest of the time is for Mo Yan and Cang Ming to take good care of the fairy gourd in the forbidden area, and wait for the child to be born.

But they waited day after day, and a whole year passed, but the seven children were still not born.

There has never been a fairy gourd in the devil world. Most people are made of flesh, and no one can be proficient in this matter.

The daughter is in retreat, and the seven children are still unwilling to be born. Although there are already eight children, Mo Yan, who can't see any of them, can't help feeling a little anxious.

In desperation, Mo Yan and Cang Ming could only go to Middle-earth Continent again to see why their child was never born!