Looking for Gong Ji

As soon as Xie Xuanyi stepped out of the palace gate, he immediately stumbled towards his sedan chair.

Several young eunuchs saw that his gait was unsteady and his face was pale, so they hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, take me home."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head, and even though he was supported and slumped into the sedan chair, he felt as if his body and soul were being split by a sharp knife, and the pain during the process was indescribable.

Waves of illusory sensations made Xie Xuanyi's vision more and more blurred. He heard the guards shouting loudly to avoid him, and the bustling street seemed to have become quieter.

Stretching out his hand and tightly clinging to the window sill of the sedan chair, Xie Xuanyi, who was panting heavily, felt that this body had become abnormally heavy, and he could no longer manipulate it as he wished.

Originally, this body did not belong to him. Originally, he was just using the dead body to revive his soul.

In this world, the person represented by the Xie Xuanyi symbol is dead, but there are some people in this world who are still unwilling to let him go.

"Well!"

A mouthful of blood was spat out violently, and Xie Xuanyi's hand that was gripping the window sill finally dropped uncontrollably. He opened his eyes slightly, his mind was in a state of confusion and bewilderment.

In the secret room, Mu Qing's fingertips kept overflowing with blood. He murmured as he stroked Xie Xuanyi's stiff and cold corpse time and time again.

Gradually, a red light enveloped Xie Xuanyi's body, and Mu Qing's expression became even more miserable.

This is the curse of the blood bath of the Asura Sect, which uses one person's blood and one person's life to resurrect the dead.

Mu Qing once hated Xie Xuanyi extremely, hated him for betraying the Asura Sect, and even more hated him for betraying and taking advantage of his deep love for him.

But after hating him, he also knew that he might never be able to forget that junior brother who smiled gently and playfully in this life, so he had to die once before he could convince himself that in this life, the grievance between the two has been repaid, and in the next life, only Please never meet again.

Even if Xie Xuanyi died, the Asura Cult would not be able to restore its former glory, Mu Qing knew this very well.

Therefore, his death is actually not a loss to this crumbling Demon Cult.

"Brother, in this life, brother has fallen into your hands."

Mu Qing opened his eyes slightly, seeing the corpse covered in his own blood in front of him, he smiled faintly.

He reached out and stroked the other's crotch lightly, and touched Xie Xuanyi's icy cold thighs little by little. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally forcibly inserted his fingers into the other's cold and tight crotch with some satisfaction. In the back hole.

"Hahaha... Many years ago, I wanted to hug you like this, Junior Brother..."

Mu Qing hugged Xie Xuanyi in his arms with great effort, lowered his head and kissed the base of the other's neck where the creases did not disappear, and viciously moved the fingers protruding into the other's back, although the other party was still just a corpse , But just like this, Mu Qing was very satisfied in his heart.

Many years ago, until Xie Xuanyi betrayed the entire Asura Cult and cut off his legs, his deep admiration for Xie Xuanyi had no chance to show it. Only now, the other party Only when it was a corpse that couldn't think or move, could Mu Qing embrace and caress the person he wanted to hug so presumptuously.

For him, this is also the last time to abandon the identity of the leader of the Asura Sect and do what he wants to do.

In Xuanhua's mansion, Ning Anchen was forced by Xuanning to feed Xie Qianyu with his own body.

The person under him was fierce and fierce, if it wasn't for the fact that the meridians of the hands and feet had not been severed and they were tied up again, Ning Anchen really wouldn't have dared to get close to such a Xie Qianyu.

"Haha, it's really interesting!"

Seeing Ning Anchen trembling and straightening his waist to satisfy Xie Qianyu's crazy desire, Xuan Ning laughed heartily from the side.

Perhaps he hated this man even more than Xuanhua did.

Back then, Ning Anchen concealed his countless tearful confessions and begging for mercy. What he showed his adoptive father was only the most despicable side of this man, not his sincerely repentant side.

So when Xuanhua gradually got tired of Ning Anchen who was trained to be servile, Xuanning's heart was full of joy, but after that, he didn't expect that the adoptive father who hated Ning Anchen so much at the beginning would change his temper , I feel sympathetic to this bitch, and even want to completely forgive this bitch!

Before taking advantage of his adoptive father to completely change his mind, Xuan Ning had already made plans to get rid of An Ning Chen first.

But before dealing with the other party, Xuan Ning wanted Ning Anchen to experience another humiliation before he died, feeding a traitor known as a monster with his body.

After a while, Ning Anchen ejaculated tremblingly, and Xie Qianyu, who was satisfied with absorbing the semen in his back hole, gradually stopped struggling.

Xuan Ning sneered, turned his head and whispered a few words to the guards behind him, and the guards who had already prepared quickly drew their knives and walked towards Ning Anchen who was about to get out of bed.

"Hack him to death with knives, and report back to the foster father afterwards that he wants to escape!"

Ning Anchen was stunned for a moment, he forgot to resist, he could only smile sadly, and slowly closed his eyes.

For so many years, can the guilt in his heart be redeemed at this moment?

"Yes!"

All the guards spoke in unison, and when they were about to make a move, they heard hurried footsteps accompanied by uneasy shouts.

"It's not good, the manager seems to be dying!"

The sedan chair arrived at the gate of Xuanhua's chief manager's mansion, but the guards who escorted him did not see the powerful and powerful master coming down for a long time, so they had to lift the curtain of the sedan chair to ask the meaning of the changeable eunuch. The person was slumped on the position with a face ashen, only breathing out but not breathing in.

Seeing his adoptive father like this, Xuan Ning remembered that Xuan Hua was seriously ill and almost died a few days ago. Although the incident happened strangely, it was a very good thing for him. At that time, he thought that the righteous father who helped Xie Cangqiong win the throne would enjoy all the glory and wealth from now on, and he could follow the chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven.

The happy days of the two fathers and sons have finally arrived, but no one would have thought that the sudden power and disasters were all given by heaven.

Seeing that Xuanhua couldn't even speak, and his face became more and more ugly, the doctor who called the emergency department kowtowed again and again in fright, claiming that the general manager Xuanhua's pulse was about to die, and even Daluo Jinxian couldn't save him. After Xuanning was shocked, he turned to It is gloomy sadness.

"Father, you..." Xuan Ning sighed, and tightly held Xuan Hua's hands soaked in cold sweat.

It seemed that his soul was about to leave this body. Xie Xuanyi himself didn't feel very uncomfortable, but felt that everything around him became confused and ethereal, and his body became light and ethereal.

He looked at Xie Qianyu who was tied to the bed. He was really unwilling to arrange a retreat for his younger brother. He only hoped that if he could really be reborn again, no matter what price he had to pay this time, he would not Let Xie Qianyu be tortured like before.

When Xie Xuanyi's consciousness was gradually becoming indifferent, he vaguely saw Ning Anchen walking over, thinking that the other party had something to say to Xuanhua, but Xuanhua had died long ago.

"Brother Xuan, I've done a lot of things that I've done wrong to you in this life, may you forgive me?"

Ning Anchen knelt at Xuanhua's feet, his face unprecedentedly calm.

Xuan Ning was momentarily at a loss because of Xuan Hua's sudden serious illness, and didn't notice when Ning Anchen came over. When he saw it, the other party had already held his adoptive father's hand.

"Hmph, you bastard! I'll kill you now, and settle the grudge for my adoptive father!"

Xuan Ning was so angry that his face twisted, he took the guard's knife and stabbed it into Ning Anchen's body, the other party did not dodge or dodge, but held Xuan Hua's hand firmly.

With a stab through his chest, Ning Anchen felt a burst of relief. He vomited a mouthful of blood, which accidentally stained Xuanhua's finger.

With trembling hands, he carefully wiped away the blood for Xuan Hua, looked up at Xuan Ning, his eyes were full of relief and gratitude, and then he still looked at Xuan Hua whose eyes were getting darker and darker.

"Brother...you...can you forgive me?"

The strong suction made Xie Xuanyi's soul unable to stay in Xuanhua's body even more. Seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't help trembling in his heart.He understands the entanglement of love and hatred, because he has experienced too much.

In fact, sometimes he thought he would hate, but in the end he was powerless to hate. Xuanhua may have hated the person who betrayed him very much, but after so many years and so many things happened, his Is there really only hatred left in my heart?

People who are obsessed with hatred are just poor people.

With the last bit of strength, Xie Xuanyi nodded slowly, and the soul finally began to slowly leave the body that had been borrowed for a long time.

At the same time, Ning Anchen, who saw Xuanhua nodding his head, choked up another mouthful of blood, held his hands tightly and lowered his head.

Xuan Ning stared in amazement at Ning Anchen and adoptive father, who were killed almost at the same time. After a while, he screamed in pain. He raised the knife and slashed at Ning Anchen's body one after another, blood spattering on Xuanhua's hand. On his face, there seemed to be a trace of burning heat.