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Hearing this, Gong Loujue's fiery gaze instantly froze like snow.He didn't answer, just smiled wryly, stroking Ling Mochen's handsome face with his fingertips, there was no trace of nostalgia for that indifferent face, he just wanted to escape from him.

Gong Loujue felt pain in his heart, lost control of his emotions, whether it was resentment or heartache!He is like a wounded beast at this moment, and he wants to fight back in a stronger way.

He pulled out a rope hidden in the hidden compartment at the head of the bed with a "swish", without stopping for a moment, his eyes were full of mania, his hands moved even faster, he pulled Ling Mochen's hands and tied them at the foot of the bed .

"What are you doing! You lunatic! Let go of me!" Ling Mochen turned pale with shock, and snapped at him, but his voice trembled.Gong Loujue in front of him made him feel strange and scared, and he couldn't believe that such a domineering and domineering person was once the obedient junior he cared about most.

Gong Loujue pulled the rope hard, and the tiny scales on the rope embedded into Ling Mochen's skin, leaving several circles of red marks. Gong Loujue watched Ling Mochen frown forbearingly, and said in a low voice:

"Want to abandon me? Let's raise an heir with me first!"

"Gongloujue!" Ling Mochen shouted, "You are crazy!"

"Yes, I will show you crazy now!"

The water eyes were dangerously red, bewitching and captivating, Ling Mochen suddenly slammed into the dangerous eyes in shock, and subconsciously dragged his legs back, but his hands were bound and he couldn't break free.

Gong Loujue pressed on step by step, and the madness in his eyes was even worse, wishing to swallow Ling Mochen into his stomach, regardless of his struggle, just take him as his own.

Once the dragon enters the clouds, it is out of control, and the wind is fast, and it is bound to turn the clouds and rain, and everything will be submerged in the mist.

The surroundings seemed to be churning with waves, and Ling Mochen was being swept away like a flat boat, with the sound of the waves not stopping and whimpering.A subdued moan burst out of his throat, following the "wind and rain" for a long time.

Gong Loujue was intoxicated by it, as if enjoying the most ecstasy feast in the world.

The gauze curtain fluttered on the soul-soothing couch, occasionally brushing the corners of Ling Mochen's already moist eyes like feathers.

Consciousness was gradually paralyzed, leaving only a soft moan.

This is like the gap between heaven and hell, shaking and shattering Ling Mochen's lonely soul, the dull sound is endless, like a magic sound that wants to tear people apart!

Ling Mochen thought he could bear it, but he couldn't help crying under Gong Loujue's rude treatment.

If the first reunion was a mutual gratification, then this time is to step on his dignity.

"Don't...don't...let...let me go!" Ling Mochen couldn't bear the humiliation that pierced his soul, and finally begged for mercy in a low voice.

"Hengzhi, if we have a child, you won't leave!" Gong Loujue said as he kissed Ling Mochen's lips, entangled with it domineeringly, Ling Mochen struggled desperately, the rope around his wrist was tight stretch.

While avoiding the request from Gonglou Jue, he secretly gathered the spiritual power in his body like a disc of loose sand, facing huge challenges both mentally and physically.

After asking for it, Gong Loujue let go of Ling Mochen's lips. Ling Mochen was finally able to breathe. He thought that Gongloujue would let him go, but felt dizzy the next moment. Before he could react, Gongloujue came again Once approached, he had nowhere to escape.

Consciousness was pulled, leaving only boundless pain.Ling Mochen's long eyelashes were covered with water vapor, and things in front of him were blurred.The spiritual power that had been gathered with great difficulty was defeated in an instant, the things in front of him began to twist and shake, and the consciousness almost collapsed.

When Gong Loujue finally calmed down, Ling Mochen was exhausted.

After the joy, it's time to take his blood.

Gong Loujue kissed Ling Mochen's wet eyes, took out a glazed jade bottle and placed it on the table beside the bed, flipped his fingers, and a delicate dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, with a blade as sharp as snow and a cold light.

"No..." Ling Mochen's pupils shrank, and he endured the discomfort of his body, dragging his legs that could not stand, and crawled towards the door. Since his hands were tied, he could only move with difficulty with his elbows.

"You still want to escape!" Gong Loujue grabbed Ling Mochen's ankle mercilessly, pulled him back, tapped his acupuncture points, and put his blood-stained wrist on the mouth of the glass bottle. The icy dagger glowing with cold light was pasted with light blue blood veins.

"Lou Jue!" Ling Mochen couldn't hide the fear in his heart. If he showed weakness, could Gong Loujue stop.In this life, he has never begged anyone in a low voice, but now he wants to bow his head to this long-familiar demon king. Ling Mochen, who is a demon extermination master, feels a burst of humiliation, but he can't think of other ways.

If he really had an heir with this demon king, how would he face his master, how would he face the thousands of fellow disciples in Bailing Mountain, and how would he gain a foothold in the world of eliminating demons.

Gong Loujue stopped moving, but the dagger was still coldly attached to Ling Mochen's wrist. The soft call of "Loujue" made him dazed for a while, and he couldn't help but look at Ling Mochen, only to find that his face was pale , with a haggard face, but the pair of peach blossom eyes that are always shining brightly are not at the moment.Red eye sockets, moist eyes, like dying peach petals after a storm.

Feeling that Gong Loujue's fingers trembled slightly, Ling Mochen called out again, "Lou Jue..." He pursed his lips and begged softly, "Why do you want to let me go?" , and let yourself go. We, after all, have different paths and opposite identities."

"Hehe..." Gong Loujue smiled wryly, the sympathy for Ling Mochen disappeared in an instant, he frowned and stared at Ling Mochen, and suddenly smiled, smiling like a blooming mandala Luo, beautiful but dangerous, fragrant but weird, "Identities are opposite? Do you think you are still an exorcist?"

He raised Ling Mochen's left hand in front of him, and silently recited the mantra, only to see the fiery red demon puppet mark reappear on the back of his empty left hand, and the nightmare he had finally gotten rid of was reenacted, Ling Mochen was shocked and turned pale, he No... Hasn't it already been successfully cured?How could it be... Ling Mochen panicked in his heart. Looking back carefully, he couldn't remember the details of his success in turning evil back then. The blank memory made him vigilant.

According to the cunning level of Gong Loujue who disguised his identity and lurked in Bailing Mountain for a year without being seen through, would he succeed in turning his sins away?The answer was already obvious, a self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of Ling Mochen's lips, and it was only now that he thought he had succeeded in getting rid of evil, but he lost his composure and embraced Gong Loujue in front of all the juniors, it was extremely stupid!

Autumn is in Jiamu, the clouds are turning into dusk, all the temperature is cooling down at this moment, Ling Mochen feels cold all over, his blood is condensed into deathly silence, as if a blizzard is falling in his heart, should he cry bitterly?But his throat was hoarse and he couldn't cry.

"Human monsters have different paths? Do you think you are still human? As long as I read the demon puppet formula, you will be a demon puppet of this king! So why do you have to leave this king! As early as 16 years ago! You are Belongs to this king! How can this king allow you to escape!"