The Blood Crown

Feng Ye tore off Yan Sikong's loose underwear, revealing a large piece of snow-white chest. He bit down on that slender neck and sucked it hard, while his big hands moved on the dry and smooth skin.

Yan Sikong grabbed Feng Ye's hair and hissed, "Feng Ye, stop!"

Feng Ye raised his head, his eyes were red, he simply grabbed Yan Sikong's wrists and wrapped them with his belt. Yan Sikong's fever did not fade, and his body was weak. Noo tied his hands.He was desperate and angry, trembling with anger: "Feng Ye, you idiot, your eyes are blind and your heart is even more blind, don't you even know who the person you have been with day and night is!"

"Of course I know, he is bright and kind, with lofty aspirations, and he has the backbone to serve the country with his own body at a young age. He is definitely not your face!" Feng Ye's fingertips brushed across Yan Sikong's chest, and finally tapped hard broke his heart, "His heart is not as dirty as yours."

Yan Sikong gritted his teeth: "I can tell you how we got along back then..."

"You eat and sleep with him, and talk about everything, do you think you can fool me again with this alone?" Feng Yehan said, "Early when I met you, I felt that you were not like him Que Wang is just like him back then. What's more, I asked you if you remember the promise we made back then, but you forgot."

"I haven't forgotten, I now..."

"Shut up!" Feng Ye squeezed Yan Sikong's face, and looked at him coldly, "You are not worthy to say it, that is my promise with him, God has eyes, even if he forgets, he will come Come to my side, overcome obstacles with me, and make great achievements.”

Yan Sikong only felt that ten thousand arrows piercing the heart was nothing more than that, he never forgot even a single word of the ambition he and Feng Ye made at the Guangning Racecourse 17 years ago, but now in front of Feng Ye, he is not worthy to mention it?

Feng Ye leaned down and slowly bullied Yan Sikong: "Back then I was obedient to you and was taken advantage of by you. Now that you are in my hands, I will definitely make the best of it. I want you to look at me Looking down at the world, watching me turn upside down, I want you to use everything you have to please me."

"you……"

Feng Ye blocked his lips again, and sealed Yan Sikong's voice with a rough and passionate kiss. He tore up the clothes and pants that were in the way, leaving little biting bruises on the white chest. She stretched into her panties and played with the softness wantonly.

"Fengye!" Yan Sikong was teased so that his whole body trembled, he said harshly: "Are you a human or an animal, the dignified Prince Jingyuan's son, how could you do such a lowly thing."

Feng Yeye smiled indifferently, his eyes tainted by desire were arrogant and full of wildness: "Prince Jingyuan's son has already died with the Feng family, and now I am just a traitor, not as knowledgeable as my son-in-law. In terms of inferiority, I can't compare to you." He tore off his obscene pants, and the last barrier on Yan Sikong's body disappeared.

Yan Sikong's thick black hair spread out, making his slender body more white and pure. His hands were bound, his eye circles were red, and he was powerlessly trying to curl up his body. Aroused all the crazy desires of Fengye.

Feng Ye pushed his legs apart, seeing him trembling under him, he felt a distorted pleasure in his heart.

Yan Sikong choked up and said, "You and I... know each other for a while, don't treat me like this."

Feng Ye leaned down, bit Yan Sikong's ear lightly, and said the most cruel words in the most gentle tone: "I just want to treat you like this."

Yan Sikong closed his eyes, his face was ashen.

He held Yan Sikong's lips in his mouth, and ravaged the bright red lips until he couldn't breathe, then he moved all the way to his chest, opened his mouth to hold the pale pink nipple, and licked maliciously.One hand kept moving down, feeling the warmth and smoothness of the skin in the palm, even the uninterrupted trembling made his blood throbbing.

In the past three years, there has not been a day when he has not thought about this person, whether he loves or hates, Yan Sikong belongs to him, his despair of falling from a high mountain to the abyss, his pain of losing everything and suffering day and night, he will definitely let Yan Sikong try it!

He separated Yan Sikong's long legs, and squeezed his plastered hands between the flexible buttocks.

Yan Sikong twisted his body uncomfortably, covering his face with his bound hands. He would rather not wake up than wake up and suffer all this.

Feng Ye pushed his fingers into the tight tunnel, and at the same time leaned over to lick and kiss Yan Sikong's neck, and the words he confided did his best, "It's tight and hot...you wrapped my waist back then, Beg me to penetrate deeper, remember? In fact, you are born to be fucked by men, I am not here, who can satisfy you?"

Yan Sikong bit his lower lip and closed his eyes tightly, just pretending that he couldn't hear or see, but how could he escape from the strange and uncomfortable feeling of fingers twitching wantonly in the flesh wall?

Feng Ye pushed his fingers in one by one, wantonly going in and out of the meat hole, seeing Yan Sikong's cheeks flushed with shame, he felt extremely happy, he taunted, "For revenge, you can climb up on me If you change the bed to someone else, you probably want it too."

Yan Sikong tensed his body, wishing that his ears would be sealed just like that.

Feng Ye pulled out his fingers, and separated Yan Sikong's legs. Compared to Yan Sikong who was completely stripped, his clothes were intact, only the high-spirited meat blade was pulled out, and the slightly opened small mouth on the top was taken out. "Since you are shameless and can give up anything, I will let you have fun under my wolf king's crotch from now on!" Before he finished speaking, he straightened his strong waist, and that thick, long and ferocious penis, He stabbed into that delicate little hole without mercy.

Yan Sikong's lower body was in sharp pain, and he immediately covered the scream of pain that came out of his mouth with his hands, tears escaped from the corners of his eyes, and his body trembled violently.

The moment Feng Ye pushed into the fleshy wall, he felt that the animal nature in his body was completely released, and it was a ferocious beast that had been hungry for too long. This was the body he had been thinking about day and night, and this was the person he was bound to have. , he can do anything to this person, he will do everything he wants to this person!

He withdrew his dick a little, and pushed it in again. Yan Sikong, who was feverish, was indeed hotter than usual, and the pleasure of being tightly squeezed by the hot intestinal wall made him growl loudly, disregarding himself. The servant trembled and thrust hard.

Yan Sikong bit his lips until the blood came out, and he didn't want to make a sound. He subconsciously wanted to curl up his body, but Feng Ye carried his legs on his shoulders, and his lower body was exposed unreservedly to the ferocious flesh blade. In front of her, she was being fucked hard again and again.

Feng Ye used his fingers to pry Yan Sikong's teeth open, and while pumping vigorously, he said cruelly: "Scream out, it's better to scream so that the whole camp can hear it, I want everyone in the world to know that Yan Sikong, the king's son-in-law , but my Feng Ye's crotch male favorite."

Yan Sikong bit Feng Ye's finger, and he stared at Feng Ye with deep resentment in his red eyes.

That look made Feng Ye's heart ache, but it aroused his desire to conquer even more. He didn't pull his finger back, and let Yan Sikong bite. Only this kind of pain can make him feel more ruthless, Yan Sikong The harder he bites, the heavier the force he inserts into Yan Sikong's body, Yan Sikong's body can't be pushed forward, trembling like a fallen leaf in the wind.

Feng Ye is like a tireless beast, frantically pouring his desire on his prey.Yan Sikong was being manipulated by him until he gradually lost his strength, the pain became numb, and the old strange pleasure was gradually awakened from the depths of his consciousness. After more than three years of being untouched, he almost forgot that Feng Ye was in bed. What kind of madness the first sight gave him, now they rushed over like waves, invading his limbs and bones, his whole body was paralyzed, and he covered his mouth with his only consciousness, still unwilling to make any shameful sound.

The sweat and tears on Yan Sikong's face were intertwined, the scattered black hair was like poppies blooming in anger, and the blue and red traces all over the pure white and powdery skin were like flags showing his affiliation. Unscrupulous conquests on the territory.

Feng Ye turned Yan Sikong's body upside down, making him stick his ass up high like a dog, and the thick and long cock covered with veins viciously inserted into the wet, red flesh hole, commanding condescendingly, "Scream!" Come out, call out."

Yan Sikong buried his face in the quilt, his consciousness was already confused, he could only helplessly sob softly, interspersed with painful lewd cries escaped from time to time, but it was not enough to satisfy Feng Ye.

"Call out." Feng Ye grabbed Yan Sikong's genitals, fondled them quickly, and stabbed the meat blade into the cunt hole that made him crazy, he forced Yan Sikong to sink with him , "Call out, let me hear your cry, let the whole world hear it, call out!"

Feng Ye's powerful crotch hit Yan Sikong's flexible buttocks quickly, making a crackling sound, the movement alone was enough lustful, Yan Sikong was pinched back and forth, his body trembled, and he groaned after being suppressed deliberately, It's like an aphrodisiac that gets into Feng Ye's ears from time to time, but he wants more.

He pulled out the meat blade, picked up Yan Sikong, who was soft into a puddle of mud, from the ground, and stood up, Yan Sikong woke up like a dream, and the fear of falling made him subconsciously hug Feng Ye's neck, Feng Ye hung his legs with his strong arms, and supported his buttocks with his hands. Before he could react, he inserted it upwards in a standing position!

"Ah——" Yan Sikong's body sank, and he probed into a terrifying situation at an unprecedented depth. An extreme pleasure surged, and he couldn't help crying out.

Feng Ye bit Yan Sikong's earlobe: "Call, call out! Call me by my name!" His strong and powerful arms firmly supported Yan Sikong's body, and his stiff cock kept pushing against him.

"Feng... Ye..." Yan Sikong's voice was hoarse, "Don't..."

"No, no." Feng Ye's beastly eyes were full of infinitely perverted desires, "You have to take everything I gave you."

Yan Sikong's sanity was on the verge of collapse, and he could no longer suppress the moans in his mouth. As Feng Ye became more and more frantic, the pain and pleasure in his lower body went hand in hand, as if alternating between the clouds and the abyss, he seemed to have lost As a human being, all senses can only be screamed lewdly by Feng Ye.

That night, Yan Sikong couldn't count how many times Feng Ye ejaculated inside him, and he didn't know when he was awake and when he was unconscious. Ye Zai was ups and downs in the sea of ​​desire, Feng Ye's face eroded by hatred and desire flickered before his eyes, and finally became an indelible memory in his life...

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After that night, Yan Sikong's fever persisted for several days, and he even started talking nonsense.

Fortunately, Yuan Nanyu, a genius doctor, was in the barracks, forced to drink the best decoction for several days, and kept rubbing his body to reduce the fever, finally Yan Sikong was relieved.

After he woke up, his mind was not clear, and he rested for several days before he had the strength to get out of bed.

The madness of that night still scares him when he recalls it. The humiliation and deliberate revenge given to him by Feng Ye aroused his full of resentment and at the same time made him heartbroken.

Up to now, he no longer has the idea of ​​distinguishing himself. He finally understands that since the moment the two separated three years ago, they have really broken up. He is kind in every way, the person who makes him attached to, makes him miss deeply, and makes him miss him day and night, is just the wolf king, just the wolf king.So, what does it matter if he is really Yan Sikong?

And he was finally able to put Feng Ye down.He had lied to and used Feng Ye, and Feng Ye showed no mercy to him. In his heart, the two of them were completely even. From now on, he has no shame and no mercy towards Feng Ye.As Feng Ye said, Prince Jingyuan's son was already dead, and his heart died along with it, so why bother now?Why be heartbroken?

He has known for a long time that he should not be emotional with anyone in his life, it's just a drag, this is the best, he doesn't have to be dragged down anymore, without Feng Ye, this heart can truly be as firm as a rock.

He still has a son, he still has unfulfilled ambitions, his life is worthless, but as long as he has one breath left, he shouldn't stop, otherwise, why would he live?

When Yuan Nanyu came to see him, he looked at him with an unconcealable dodge.

However, Yan Sikong had already fallen silent, waking up from the excruciating pain, he said calmly: "You don't have to be evasive, just ask whatever you want."

Yuan Nanyu took his pulse and shook his head: "I don't want to ask about your affairs, but he is too reckless, you..." He stuttered for a long time, not knowing what to ask.

"There is no need for a diagnosis." Yan Sikong withdrew his hand, "I have done the diagnosis myself, and there is nothing serious."

"You also know medicine?"

"It's just fur." ​​Yan Sikong laughed mockingly, "You've heard so many rumors about me in Beijing, haven't you heard the talk about me and the wolf king?"

Yuan Nanyu was silent for a while: "I didn't take it seriously at first, but I have already guessed it after following the wolf king these years. Whenever he mentions you, he always..."

Yan Sikong didn't care what would follow after "always", it had nothing to do with him: "I am indeed a man of unscrupulous means, so what is it?"

Yuan Nanyu couldn't help being angry: "You really..."

"This skin made Prince Jingyuan's obsession with me back then, and it's this skin that made His Majesty wish to marry his beloved daughter to me." Yan Sikong smiled lowly, "Three inches under the skin are all bones. But I can only see the appearance, I will not do anything to achieve my goal, but I am just a skin, so there is no need to use it.”

Yuan Nanyu's chest heaved vigorously, and he said bluntly: "You claim to be smart, but you act wrongly, and you will suffer from it sooner or later. Don't you understand the truth that you will die if you do unrighteous things?"

"Hahaha." Yan Sikong laughed three times, hiding the bitterness in his heart, "Why 'sooner or later', I don't know how much retribution I have suffered, but God still keeps me alive, there must be unfinished things waiting for me. "

Yuan Nanyu shook his head in disappointment.

The curtain door of the tent was violently opened, Feng Ye strode in, his face was as cold as ice, staring straight at Yan Sikong.

Yan Sikong also looked back at him with cold eyes.

Feng Ye said: "Que Wang, you step back first."

Yuan Nanyu said: "Wolf King, don't embarrass him anymore, he just recovered from his illness."

"I know, you step back."

Yuan Nanyu hesitated for a moment, got up and left.

Feng Ye sat in front of Yan Sikong's bed, and carefully looked at the newly gathered rosiness on the face. Compared with the paleness of the previous few days, it looked much better. He mocked: "You really should make good use of this skin, It will make you feel better with you around."

"I'm by your side, how can I feel better." Yan Sikong said expressionlessly.

"It's uncomfortable, and you asked for it." Feng Ye sneered, "When I was nice to you, you used it as a stepping stone."

"So what." Yan Sikong smiled, "You did it voluntarily."

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes dangerously, and instead of being angry, he smiled: "Yes, I did it voluntarily. I blame me for being young and ignorant, naive and stupid. It's a pity that you can't lie to me anymore, and now it's still in my hands."

"Oh, that's right." Yan Sikong said calmly, "Without me, how many soldiers and horses do you think you have to lose to win Hetao?"

"With or without you, no matter how many soldiers and horses are lost, I will take Hetao." Feng Ye squeezed Yan Sikong's chin, "With you, it will be much easier."

"Now, do you think I still want to help you?"

"Help me?" Feng Ye laughed loudly, "Help me? It's a ridiculous joke. Everything you do is for yourself. You want to use me to steal power, use me to help Chen Yu ascend the throne, and then rule the world , I am just a chess piece of yours, and Chen Yu is just a chess piece of yours."

Yan Sikong looked at the sarcasm on Feng Ye's face, his heart was still full of tingling uncontrollably, but his face was still calm, and he said: "Yes, this is exactly what I want, and it's what you want too." need."

"It's not up to you to tell me what I want." Feng Ye said arrogantly, "I just want you to be obedient, and then I will take a piece of your pie. But if you continue to play tricks on me..." His expression changed Changed, said gloomyly, "I will make your life worse than death."

Yan Sikong looked at Fengye steadfastly, that mighty, fierce, and ruthless expression was originally for facing the enemy, but now it is used against himself... He told himself over and over again not to care, but he couldn't stop that A surge of grief.

Since when did he become so weak?

Looking at Yan Sikong's gradually pale face, Feng Ye's heart tightened, he pursed his lips, suddenly removed the light armor on his body, and began to take off his clothes.

Yan Sikong leaned back and said in a trembling voice, "You..."

Feng Ye squinted at him: "Don't worry, I won't move you."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Sleep." Feng Ye took off his coat, climbed onto the couch, ignored Yan Sikong's resistance, and pulled him into his arms.

Yan Sikong was trapped in Feng Ye's arms stiffly, not daring to move.He still couldn't forget Fengye's burst of animal nature, he was really scared.

Feng Ye gently pressed the tip of his nose against the black hair, wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, just hugged like that, as if the land would collapse and he wouldn't let go.

Yan Sikong's back was pressed against Feng Ye's generous and warm chest, with mixed feelings in his heart, he had been hugged into this embrace countless times, he once thought it was the most reassuring place in the world, he once prayed for time to stop, only In order to seek a moment of stability in this embrace, but now, there is only cold wind and rain left here.

There is no other Yan Sikong in this world who is safe.