Spring copy

The collarbone was very painful, something was burning, and I tossed and turned two and a half times.

This is Zuo Nan's habit, because he is a light sleeper, he always wakes up earlier than Mo Ya, sits beside him and smokes, and when he finishes smoking, the cigarette butt is pressed against his collarbone, tossing and turning two and a half times.

Dazed, Mo Ya opened his eyes, thinking that he had gone back, and now it was the morning that changed everything for him.

It was indeed morning, but there was no perpetual calendar wall clock above, and Zuo Nan was not beside him.

It was Linhui, facing the light, his right eye seemed to be weeping.

"Are you awake?" Seeing him waking up, Tilia would lower her head and take away a stick of long incense that was extinguished at his collarbone.

The light around him was dim, and the desert was deserted. Mo Ya moved his shoulders, but found that he could not move at all, as if he had been filled with lead, so he hoarse his voice and asked, "Who are you?"

"You know me, I'm Tilia Hui." Upper Tilia Hui replied, "But I know, that's not what you asked."

"Who am I..." He pondered, raised his head, and finally found the rising sun, so he grabbed Mo Ya's right hand.

"If you are strong enough, even the sun can be shot down." He said in a low voice, holding Mo Ya's hand in the shape of a gun, squinting and aiming at the sun.

This posture made Mo Ya's heart shrink instantly, shrinking into a piece of cold iron.

At first, when he was adopted by Zuo Nan, Zuo Nan once held his thin hand like this and aimed at the sun.

"Boy, if you are strong enough, even the sun can be shot down."

It was the first time he explained it this way, and he didn't say anything after that, but when Mo Ya trained so much that he wanted to die, he held his hand, squinted his eyes, and aimed at the sun in silence.

"You are... Zuo Nan..." Feeling that he was about to be crushed by the cold iron in his chest, Mo Ya breathed hard, and finally said these four words.

"Exactly." Linhui nodded, and wiped the tears from his right eye: "I was summoned here as well. You wear it, but I wear it as a soul. The body here is actually blind."

"But it doesn't matter, as long as I have enough spiritual eyes, I can see." Immediately after he said, he reached out and caressed Mo Ya's scarred collarbone endlessly: "Now I can see with one eye. , although you are still sensitive to light, but I can see you, you are not thin, probably there is no meat to lose weight."

Mo Ya trembled, although he couldn't move, but his body knew how to resist, the skin that was touched by Linhui trembled, and red marks appeared.

"It's still the same as in the past. When you are excited or nervous, you will be sensitive to touch. It's good, I like it." Lime would murmur, picking his clothes apart with her fingers, and scratching his skin with her nails, leaving a long streak of charming red. mark.

The movement was quick at first, but stopped when it reached Mo Ya's chest.

Breathing intensely, the silver ring on Mo Ya's chest couldn't stop rising and falling.

Tilia would bend down, and the tip of her tongue would go through the silver ring that he put on with his own hands, circling lightly.

"I...will...will...kill you!" Mo Ya was hoarse, not only could he not move his body, but he seemed to be unable to control his voice.

"Oh?" Tilia smiled, raised the silver ring with the tip of her tongue, and said vaguely: "Very good. Besides wanting to kill me, do you want to know something else?"

"For example, can this door really send you back to the past? Why did Bai Ze, who is famous in the God Realm, make up such a lie?"

When he said this sentence, he was already holding the silver ring in his teeth, he pulled it off Mo Ya's nipple, and slowly pushed him up along the chest with the blood.

"Can you go anywhere at any time... Doraemon's arbitrary door? When did you become so naive?" Ticking Mo Ya's blood on the tip of his tongue, Lime laughed loudly, grabbed Mo Ya's jaw, and poured it viciously into him When he touched his lips, he tore his clothes.

Above is the Yellow Desert, and below is the cliff. At such a time and such a place, she was raped by the enemy naked.

Such a situation, even Mo Ya, who has been tortured into steel, cannot bear it.

"You killed me." He said, even about to hold his breath and suffocate himself to death.

"I won't kill you, and you won't be so weak." Lime would whisper to his side, open her hand, and hold his body.

"No matter how unwilling you are, you don't always get an erection." After a few tricks, Mo Ya already had a reaction, and Tilia stuck out her tongue and circled his earlobe: "So no matter how hard it is, you have to live and become stronger. kill me!"

"Kill... me." Mo Ya repeated.

Immediately, Tilia stretched out his hand, four fingers, deep into his throat.

"Bite your tongue to kill yourself, you are not suitable for such an ugly way of death." He said, the moment his finger penetrated his throat, it also penetrated deeply into Mo Ya's body.

If there is a soul, Mo Ya is willing to spit it out and grind it into ashes at this moment, but he can't, he can't even close his teeth to bite off the man's finger, he can only heave behind him, and the other hand is crazy Set up.

"If you die, Monk Nasu will be sad."

Clash, to the end.

"Although you didn't even look back when you left."

Pull away, sticky and fishy.

"Although, he is already a dead monk."

Clash again, in the end.

"Although, when you broke his heart, you never hesitated for a moment."

Mo Ya paused, paused deeply, and finally vomited out, a mouthful of blood spattered Lin Hui's hands.

"It's interesting, isn't it?" Lin Hui also stopped moving, pulled his hand away from his mouth, and held his right hand.

The right hand that was still stained with that thread of flesh and blood.

Squeeze that hand firmly, Tilia will let him hold his avatar.

"It's very interesting. A merciful and silly monk really started to move his heart out of pity for you."

Start up and down.

"Sure enough, he couldn't stand the temptation and broke Qingxiu."

The manipulation continued, and the desire was wrapped in blood, gradually boiling hot.

"Sure enough, what you want is what he wants. He tried every means to find scriptures."

The hand being held was flying up and down, the most pathetic and shameful, but he still had pleasure, that damn trembling, rolling pleasure.

Mo Ya went crazy, his whole body tensed up, and his eyes turned red.

"Sure enough, you told him that if you can't go back, you'd rather die."

"Sure enough, he fulfilled you."

"I know you're just using him."

"Knowing that you are bullying him, I am still willing to dig a heart and fulfill you."

……

"But you crushed this heart without hesitation."

In the end, Lime would conclude, and she loosened her fingers, and lightly picked the most suitable place.

The blood overflowed between the fingers, and Mo Ya's pores opened, and he reached an orgasm at this moment.

The torrent of desire, mixed with blood, ran through his body, breaking through all obstacles, and finally not only spewed out, but also broke through the invisible iron chain that locked his body.

The breath was suddenly coherent, and in this way, Mo Ya suddenly found himself able to move.

There was a cliff below him, without the slightest hesitation, he immediately put all his strength into his arms, hugged Tienhui's waist tightly, overturned a few times, and fell into the boundless abyss.

"Very well, this is just like you."

Cloaked in the wind and falling, Linhui actually picked up his lips and smiled.

"One day, you will be able to kill me. But not now." He said, stretched out his hand, and touched the scabbard at his waist very calmly.

The sword was three feet long and had a bright cold light. He pulled it out, piercing Mo Ya's shoulder blade with one stroke, piercing through bones and flesh, and nailing him to the cliff.

There was a strong wind in the deep pit, and his clothes flapped, and with another force, the sword collapsed, and it was firmly stuck deep in the crevice of the rock.

Blood fell along the sword spike, from Mo Ya's body, all the way to the endless depths.

Mo Ya, who was pale and angry, had a different kind of sad beauty at the moment.

"Before you kill me, you must become stronger, and the only way for you to become stronger is to have sex with me." Holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, Linhui whispered, stepped on the cliff and rocks, and hugged Mo Ya's waist.

"Fighting on the cliff, it's a good start." He said, his voice was wild, and his behavior was even more unrestrained. He actually hung Mo Ya's wound on the top of the cliff. That's how it went into his body.

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