The little thing that Jinjiang men wore to the starting point

Lu Yangyao, who secretly reshuffled the power of the Temple of Light, was undoubtedly happy at the moment. The dead disciples around the Pope were almost brainwashed by him, and the thoughts of others about him were obviously sent by God in heaven. Messenger is God's darling.

It's just the last step.

The pope suddenly died suddenly in his room this morning, leaving aside the nun who was pressed by the pope and kept her upper body naked with a frightened face, this incident undoubtedly caused the entire temple to be filled with sorrow things.

The temple without the Pope's control began to split decisively, and Lu Yangyao, who knew that it was time for him to step forward, directly suppressed the people from the three major forces in the temple, and successfully won the honor of the Pope with one vote.

But now, Lu Yangyao is waiting for him to take the last step towards honor and the first step towards eternity, which is to swear at the feet of the God of Light to become the new Pope.

But standing in the main hall of the Temple of Light, surrounded by a group of believers lying on the ground below, and looking at Lu Yangyao, the God of Light, he did not expect that there was another person standing at the door looking at him.

That person was wearing a black magic-like robe that was completely different from the white tone of the temple.

So when Lu Yangyao recited those framed oaths with his mind and turned around, Lu Yangyao was stunned, maybe he still kept that firm expression on his face that seemed nothing could shake his heart, but his His limbs froze completely at this moment.

Looking at that familiar face and that damned smile, Lu Yangyao's lips trembled a little.

Zhuo Yan couldn't help laughing seeing him like this, and he did laugh outright, the laughter broke the whole serious atmosphere, and he said, "My dear Lu Yangyao... Long time no see .”

Everyone immediately looked at Zhuo Yan, an outsider, angrily, and they almost didn't start using force, but this couldn't stop what Zhuo Yan wanted to do at all.Zhuo Yan, who said so, released his aura at the same time as he walked forward, walking towards Lu Yangyao step by step.

Lu Yangyao didn't care to use his thoughts to conceal the identity he worked so hard to build. He opened his mouth tremblingly, and directly spoke the purest Chinese language with his voice. There was fear in his anger: "Zhuo Yan!!" His voice was deep and deep But it was close to breaking the sound, one can imagine how much Zhuo Yan's reappearance shocked him.

Some believers may not be able to understand, but the priests who have mastered the languages ​​of various countries for the purpose of preaching can understand the conversation between the two people. He stopped Zhuo Yan's believers in front of him.If there were no such changes, they might have no choice but to give up the pope to this so-called Son of God, but now it is obvious...

Now there should be a good show waiting for them to watch. The cardinal, who didn't know that he had become the emperor of truth for a while, thought so, and glared at the knight behind him who was about to move, telling him not to act rashly.

"It's me, long time no see." Taking out a red rose that he just randomly picked outside, Zhuo Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at Lu Yangyao who was trembling slightly because of fear or anger: " Do you think this flower should be given to us as the most beautiful and most..."

Zhuo Yan who said so suddenly paused, and suddenly kissed the bright red rose in his hand, looked at Lu Yangyao who looked at him with unbelievable eyes, and licked the petals a little erotically, Then he said, "Where's the most slutty bitch?!"

What a fucking adjective!Lu Yangyao, who really felt that he was about to collapse, couldn't help but took two steps back, but after only two steps, his eyes had already become angry, and his body no longer trembled: "Zhuo Yan! You think I'll be caught by you again!" But he couldn't say what he said, what would happen to Zhuo Yan? !

Zhuo Yan smiled, not giving Lu Yangyao any chance to escape, and asked along the way: "Being like this by me?" However, at this moment, his momentum was at its maximum, even if the system forcibly took back the purple energy, but what he realized Dao, the strength he cultivated himself is still there, so how can the power of people on this plane be able to easily contend.

Like a king coming down to the world, Zhuo Yan walked towards Lu Yangyao slowly. No matter how much Lu Yangyao forced himself not to show weakness, he still couldn't help but took another step back.

His Adam's apple was rolling up and down, swallowing bitter saliva, and couldn't help but make a wry smile: "Zhuo Yan... that's enough." He managed to maintain his self-esteem, raised his chin and looked at Zhuo Yan: "Can't you let me go?" Is there a way out?"

"Why did you let your life go?" Zhuo Yan asked back: "Besides, if I let you go, who will let me go?" Zhuo Yan then stretched out his hand and twisted Lu Yangyao's hair: "Are you right? Woolen cloth?"

The moment Lu Yangyao's hair was touched, Lu Yangyao's whole body was shaken but he was completely calm, although his expression changed several times afterwards, but at least he finally calmed down: "Targeting me like this has nothing to do with your mission at all, right? "

As expected of the smartest protagonist he has ever met, Zhuo Yan smiled.At this time, he didn't bother to worry about why the system didn't remind him or kill him, but directly approached Lu Yangyao's face: "Even so, so what?"

Lu Yangyao bit his lower lip fiercely: "Could it be that you still want me to kneel down and beg you?!" But Lu Yangyao was stunned when he said this, when did he live so aggrieved? !Anxious, he could no longer hold back and slammed his palm towards Zhuo Yan's heart with strong wind, but Zhuo Yan who received his palm just let out a muffled laugh, and there was no sign of serious injury anymore. Reaction.

At the same time, Zhuo Yan had wrapped around his waist and pulled him into his arms. The feeling of being unable to move once again filled Lu Yangyao's senses. Lifting his chin, he looked down at the people below who had been suppressed by his aura and were in different postures.

"Lu Yangyao is indeed the son of God..." he said so: "It is indeed God's favorite darling." But Zhuo Yan's hand walked on Lu Yangyao's body bit by bit in front of everyone, licking Lu Yangyao The earlobe: "So delicious, such a clean body..."

Under the terrified expressions of everyone, the corners of his mouth curled up: "As a dark believer, I naturally have to blaspheme." Then those temple believers with terrified expressions became angry instantly, and now they are controlling their son of God. It turned out to be a dark believer!How can this make them not angry! !

Zhuo Yan believed very much that if eyes could kill people, he must have been lingered thousands of times by the eyes of these people.But even so, it couldn't stop him from seeing Lu Yangyao's pretending attitude, and he would naturally feel a great sense of destruction.

Lu Yangyao's eyes widened, and Zhuo Yan's whole body was licked and kissed immobile. He felt that Zhuo Yan's lips that were biting his earlobe followed the contours of his face, then his neck, and then his shoulders.

Lu Yangyao, who was bitten vigorously, couldn't help but let out a muffled snort. The soreness around his eye sockets rushed up again. He gritted his teeth fiercely, holding back his mouth-shattering screams.

It's Zhuo Yan again, it's Zhuo Yan again, it's Zhuo Yan again... Lu Yangyao was on the verge of collapse, and he managed to get back up, and now it's because of Zhuo Yan again!Seeing that the group of people below were angry but looked at him and Zhuo Yan on the stage with primitive eyes that everyone knew, Lu Yangyao finally couldn't help but close his eyes.

Anyway, this is not the first time, unless Zhuo Yan really kills him, or one day, he will definitely climb down again, not only to push Zhuo Yan into a place of eternal doom, but also to crush him to ashes! !

Lu Yangyao, who closed his eyes, once again felt that the white monk's robe on his body was torn apart again by Zhuo Yan in order to highlight the sacredness. A little bit of cold air eroded his upper body, making Lu Yangyao feel even more numb. He bit his lip hard, forcing himself to beg for mercy. He opened his mouth and swallowed it back.

After all, I have already said it before, but why did Zhuo Yan let him go because of his begging for mercy? !

Zhuo Yan just played with Lu Yangyao without any hesitation in the eyes of those people, not to mention how straightforward he was, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more distorted, and he smiled lowly in Lu Yangyao's ear, and said: "Lu Yangyao You really are my favorite." As for whether there is anything to say after the favorite, it is unknown.

But this is enough to make Lu Yangyao angry. If it is this kind of treatment that is loved by others, he would like Zhuo Yan to hate him immediately so much that he can stab him to death directly and make a final decision. But obviously, the above-mentioned It can only be Lu Yangyao's disappointment.

The hand that slipped down from the lower abdomen finally held Lu Yangyao's half-hard guy due to his physiology. Feeling the slight hardness, Zhuo Yan clicked his tongue twice: "Lu Yangyao, you are really lewd. It can still get tough."

Obviously felt that even if Lu Yangyao's body was controlled by him, Zhuo Yan couldn't help but tremble suddenly, knowing that his words must have given Lu Yangyao a very big blow, but Zhuo Yan, who didn't let Lu Yangyao's thoughts go at all, turned towards Lu Yang again. Yao pecked twice on the cheek: "Don't explain, your body is telling me very honestly..."

Accompanied by Zhuo Yan's movement of pinching Lu Yangyao's nipple with one hand and putting on Lu Yangyao's sponge body with the other, Zhuo Yan's deep voice hit Lu Yangyao's ear directly: "He misses me very much, it seems that he misses me all the time."

Lu Yangyao just felt his head explode: "Put your shit, Zhuo Yan, you!!!—" Unexpectedly, his sudden outburst was the result of Zhuo Yan's ruthless grabbing of his lower body, He tried his best to get out of Zhuo Yan's control, but there was nothing he could do. Lu Yangyao, who couldn't bear it any longer, finally screamed loudly, with tears pooling in his eyes: "No...!"

"Are you saying don't let you go?" While saying this, the strength in Zhuo Yan's hand didn't decrease at all, even if the thing he held in his hand had already softened, he still abused her like this Landing Yangyao.

Lu Yangyao burst into tears, because all men know where a man's most vulnerable point is, now that Zhuo Yan has ruined him so much, if Lu Yangyao didn't think that he still has that thing in his body, he would never be able to get an erection again.

But Zhuo Yan didn't know that even if he played with Lu Yangyao like this, Lu Yangyao's sharp weapon would not be damaged by him, so he did it like this.The evil intent at the corner of Zhuo Yan's mouth remained undiminished: "Tell me, do you miss me with your lewd body?"

Knowing that Zhuo Yan's behavior was nothing more than asking him to admit these words, Lu Yangyao expressed his kindness aggrievedly, but this could not satisfy Zhuo Yan at all, Zhuo Yan pinched his nipple: "Speak out."

No matter how hard he tried to control it, the tears still overflowed Lu Yangyao involuntarily. When he spoke, the tears finally couldn't help but slid down his cheeks: "I want to..."

Zhuo Yan, who didn't let go of Lu Yangyao's thoughts at all, asked again: "What are you thinking?"

In his heart, Lu Yangyao, who was facing Zhuo Yan's Ling Chi in his heart, still wanted to humiliate Zhuo Yan on the surface, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want Zhuo Yan..."

Zhuo Yan, who had no patience to continue playing with Lu Yangyao, asked again: "What do you want for Zhuo Yan?" But he suddenly reached out and hit Lu Yangyao's buttocks with a snap: "Be clear, who thinks who and what, or I will do it right now. Straight up to you."

Lu Yangyao grinned painfully and sensitively, his expression was almost distorted with grief and anger, but then he took two deep breaths, and he no longer showed the expression of life or death.People are forced out, and Lu Yangyao, who decided to obey the humiliation at this moment, and if he has the opportunity to return a hundred times in the future, his expression remained unchanged, although his voice was still hoarse, but his words were powerful: "Lu Yangyao's body likes Zhuo Yan."

Zhuo Yan's pupils shrank abruptly, and he didn't expect that Lu Yangyao would automatically repair his psychological trauma so quickly, and then smiled playfully: "No, get rid of the body, I want to hear what you say."

Talking about the body, maybe it can be said that Lu Yangyao is driven by the physical instinct of a man to submit to Zhuo Yan, but he likes Zhuo Yan? !Lu Yangyao really felt that this was a fucking thing, it was too late for him to kill Zhuo Yan, and he said he wanted to like Zhuo Yan? !

However, how could Lu Yangyao, who was controlled by Zhuo Yan, resist the will of Zhuo Yan, a scumbag, he could only bite his lower lip, and said word by word from his mouth: "Lu Yangyao... likes Zhuo Yan."

This is already completely devastated mentally. Lu Yangyao, who said this sentence, really fucking felt that he was really cheap enough to do it. If it were someone else, he would have committed suicide long ago, right? !But Lu Yangyao did have his persistence. After all, as long as there is a chance, he will definitely not give up.

Zhuo Yan licked his lips in satisfaction, but suddenly lifted Lu Yangyao's robe from behind, and while pulling Lu Yangyao's buttocks closer to him, he also directly pulled out his huge stick that had been standing for a long time and entered Lu Yangyao's body.

Lu Yangyao closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and bit back the pain in his mouth with all his strength, the tears could no longer flow out.

Zhuo Yan, who once again violated Lu Yangyao in public, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, but sharply shot at the group of temple believers below with disbelief, disgust, anger and other emotions. The corners of his mouth curled up viciously. Shocked this group of god sticks with thoughts: "Your god sons have always been my favorite."

"Look, how beautiful he is?" After this sentence, and Zhuo Yan suddenly grabbed the belt that he almost loosened, Lu Yangyao's heart suddenly seemed to be hoisted, and his breathing stopped.

But what was unexpected was that Zhuo Yan suddenly pulled his clothes tight, and also wrapped his black magic robe around his body. Lu Yangyao felt all this in surprise, until he was suddenly turned around by Zhuo Yan very skillfully. Facing each other, seeing Zhuo Yan's almost fascinated expression on his face, Lu Yangyao was completely in a daze.

But at the next moment, Zhuo Yan simply hugged him against him, and then looked down grandly: "Beauty is beauty, but how can Lao Tzu's things let you play with them?"

Lu Yangyao, who had no idea that Zhuo Yan was creating an atmosphere capable of generating Stockholm syndrome, was obviously shocked by Zhuo Yan's sudden improvement.

But then Lu Yangyao, who was carried by Zhuo Yan and walked to a meeting room at the back, realized that his nightmare had come again. He was once again raped by Zhuo Yan, uttered profligate words and opened his legs to Zhuo Yan spontaneously.

Zhuo Yan's forehead touched Lu Yangyao's, and his eyes seemed to be able to see the brilliance in such a dim room: "Lu Yangyao, you are indeed my favorite."

Lu Yangyao choked up, and he was out of Zhuo Yan's control, then turned his head: "Is your favorite inflatable doll?" But his hands couldn't help pinching Zhuo Yan's muscles: "If one day, I will definitely let you ..."

Zhuo Yan, who bit Lu Yangyao's chest and pulled it hard, immediately had the effect of silencing Lu Yangyao. He licked the slightly congested nipple that was pulled by him: "Of course I can also be an inflatable doll, but I and Your purpose is different." After speaking, he raised his head and approached Lu Yangyao's face again: "I said you, you are really stubborn."

"... People can climb up, right?" Lu Yangyao snorted, enduring Zhuo Yan's rapid movement in his body, moved his trembling hand to Zhuo Yan's neck, and grabbed it: "If it is possible... ...!"

Knowing what he was going to say, Zhuo Yan sneered: "No chance." Zhuo Yan, who looked at Lu Yangyao playfully, suddenly thought of something: "But I can give you a chance."

However, just when Lu Yangyao was about to ask about the opportunity, Zhuo Yan had already clenched his waist, as if he was going to use all his strength on Lu Yangyao's body and began to operate crazily.

Lu Yangyao, who only felt that his whole body was going to be tortured by Zhuo Yan, endured the pleasure like a typhoon, and moaned happily when Zhuo Yan ejaculated in him, almost feeling as if he was ascended to heaven.

But this is definitely not the end of Lu Yangyao's nightmare. When Lu Yangyao woke up again, he was already wrapped in Zhuo Yan's arms, and he appeared on the road of the Celestial Dynasty in the most primitive taxi.

Seeing him waking up, Zhuo Yan lowered his head and bit his nose, and said happily: "Are you awake?" Lu Yangyao made Zhuo Yan so happy before, but Zhuo Yan didn't mind giving Lu Yangyao a little warmth.

But this kind of warmth obviously had no effect on Lu Yangyao, he stared wide-eyed, lying powerlessly in Zhuo Yan's arms, let out a muffled laugh, and closed his eyes again.

Zhuo Yan shrugged, and said to the obviously nervous driver in front of him, "Find a better hotel." When the driver answered yes tremblingly, he also looked out of the window.

Of the four holy objects, there are only two left.

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Zhuo Yan looked at Lu Yangyao with a dead face: Weren't you awesome back then?why now...

Lu Yangyao flicked the script to Zhuo Yan's face: Praise you, uncle!Sooner or later you will become impotent!

~(≧▽≦)~I love you big demon brother~