How to make the white lotus surrender

In the endless darkness, this place seems to be a space that has been opened up alone.

Countless transparent silk threads hang down from the sky. Those threads are tough and not easy to break, and there are some weird human body parts tied to them.

There is a broken arm that does not spill blood, a cut lip that looks as red as the most colorful rouge, and even many internal organs that cannot be named.

There is no trace of blood on those parts of the human body, the blood vessels are exposed, blue and green, smooth but indescribably weird, making people feel cold when they see it.

In this dark space, every short distance, there is a candle flame entwined with human bones extending out of nowhere.

But if you observe those candles carefully, you can see something even more frightening.

Everyone in the cultivation world has three fires on their body, which symbolize life, essence and spirit.

The color of these burning candles is a strange yellow-blue color. Where is the normal candle, it is clearly the fire of life taken from different people.

This place seems to be a forgotten and lost place, barren, barren and gloomy.

The only difference is that this dark forest has now welcomed a special guest.

The young man is completely naked, his ivory white skin is almost covered with a layer of soft light in the darkness, delicate like snow, his beautiful body curves unfold smoothly, like a fine ink painting, which has been traced and polished by the artist with a delicate ink brush.

He hung his head, his black hair hung like a cloud on his white flesh, his hands were tightly locked by a gray hand, and his whole body was hung in mid-air as if he was being tortured.

His brows and eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were red.

The surrounding black was eager to approach him, but it couldn't leave a brand on the young man's body. It could only stay on the ground, like a greedy dog, breathing heavily and sticking out its overlong tongue, staring at the pure white man. youth.

It took Yu Deng a long while to regain his senses, and then he felt extremely cold all over his body, only to realize that he was naked and locked in this unknown place, unable to move.

Yu Deng will soon recover his sight, and when he sees everything around him, he can't help but get goosebumps all over his body.

He lowered his head hastily, his face incredibly pale.

If it wasn't for the overly realistic sense of touch, he would have wondered if he was dreaming.

A pair of cold white hands gently held his feet.

Yu Deng trembled subconsciously, and looked over cautiously. It was a young man with an excellent figure, and his appearance was as delicate as some kind of attractive pastry.

But when Yu Deng saw him, his eyes widened slightly. The young man's face was clearly that of the male favorite named Qingyu who came last this afternoon.

Qingyu's life experience was extremely bitter, he was abandoned at birth, and later because of his extremely yin physique, he was made into a furnace for people to pick up supplements.

He doesn't know a single word, he only knows how to seduce and undress.

Yu Deng called him Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing likes to touch hands and feet very much, and seems to like to be close to people, but Yu Deng knows that this may be because of his lack of security, and he longs for someone to treat him like a treasure one day.

But such a wish was too miserable for Dushengcheng, so he could only hypnotize himself, as long as he followed those men, approached them, and made them feel comfortable, he might also be able to obtain the so-called "spirit" at those moments when he climbed to the peak. like'.

Xiaoqing is not someone who is overly scheming, and even in a sense, he is overly miserable and naive.

Yu Deng was able to remember him because he was too good at pestering people, and he would always fetch some strange things, thinking that he would definitely like those gadgets.

But why did he appear here?

Yu Deng only remembered the memory before he passed out, the man in the dark green robe and the dark and indifferent gaze.

Qingyu stroked Yu Deng's ankle inch by inch in an extremely humble gesture, and then, with an unclear light in his eyes, he leaned over slightly, stuck out his tongue in an extremely ambiguous and lingering gesture, and slowly Licking Yu Deng's ankle, like a cat.

Yu Deng felt that the hairs on his back were standing on end, and his voice even sounded a little panicked: "Qingyu, what are you doing? Stop!"

The soft and wet tongue licked along the ankle to the calf, and even still had a tendency to go up.

Qingyu raised her face slowly, her delicate face was blushing, and even the brows seemed to have a bit of unconcealable spring.

His eyes were pure black without a trace of luster, and there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, half-yin and half-yin, and for a moment, this face seemed to merge with the man in the pure white mask.

Yu Deng only felt a guess flash in his mind, his lips trembled slightly, resisting the slightly itchy touch on his ankle, he paused word by word: "You are the Lord of Dusheng City."

'Qingyu' smiled, and continued to bow his head. This time, he kissed the young man's beautiful slightly raised abs, pecking and kissing passionately, with a gloomy light red in his eyes sideways, Flashy and spooky.

Yu Deng clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was tense. He resisted the strange feeling in his body, and gritted his teeth, "What did you do? Where is Qing Yuren?"

A soft voice suddenly appeared behind him, and another pair of cold fingers gently stroked his side face: "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

What came into view was another innocent boy's face.

The young man who was entangled by the beauty looked terrified, his eyes were uncontrollably flushed with a light red, and the mist seemed to be in the corners of his eyes, and he was about to fall.

The young man was wearing light yellow clothes, which were bright and innocent. He wore them when he met Yu Deng for the first time. He didn't wear shoes and socks on his ankles. His toes were extremely beautiful, slightly curled, with a bit of green arc. .

The young man's smile was very cute, his cheeks were peach-like, but his smile was weird and strange. The red lips lightly fell on the bound young man's collarbone, leaving a light red imprint.

He smiled at the young man with satisfaction: "Madam will have a private meeting with others behind my back, so naturally she will be punished."

"Be good, it'll be over soon."

As the young man said, his hands slid down his collarbone, suddenly strangled his neck, and his sharp canine teeth slowly drilled in.

The blood burst out suddenly, the boy narrowed his eyes slightly, and lightly licked the blood with his scarlet tongue.

"Uh……"

Yu Deng blushed all over his face, he let out an uncontrollable cry of pain, his back was tense, his painful teeth were chattering, and his eye sockets were flushed with water mist.

The young man gritted his teeth tightly, his misty eyes were thick with disgust, and his voice trembled: "Don't touch me!"

The corners of the dark blue clothes slid across the young man's calf, and the slender, tall man walked slowly in front of him, his cold, dead hand grasped the young man's chin slightly, and lifted it slightly, his black eyes were filled with malice. : "Madam, do you like it here?"

Yu Deng clenched his hands tightly, closed his eyes simply, his thick and long eyelashes fluttered uncontrollably.

A pair of cold black eyes were exposed from the pure white mask, with a smile that was not a smile. His hand slid to the side of the young man's neck, and his fingertips slid back and forth, as if the slender flesh was about to be scratched in the next moment.

The other two youths took care of Yu Deng's whole body, Yu Deng's body was sticky, it can be said that he was almost licked all over his body.

Moisture was steaming from the corners of Yu Deng's eyes, and several tear stains slid down the side of his cheeks.

The strange fragrance diffused, and when Yu Deng almost lost his mind, he couldn't help sobbing softly. He sobbed softly, whispering like a little beast being bullied: "Senior Sister Zhizhi...uh..."

The man in the dark blue robe paused slightly, his black eyes slightly narrowed.

He pursed his lips, chuckled, and whispered in the young man's ear, "I'm not him, what should I do, you're mistaken again."

……

The place where the mayor's wife lived was completely sealed off.

It is said that Madam offended the city lord, so she was imprisoned. Without orders, no one can enter the silver palace.

The male pets came several times, but they were blocked from the door every time. They had no choice but to ask the puppets at the door to bring in the things they brought.

At the beginning, those puppets agreed to help them take it, but no matter who spoke to them later, there was no response.

Unable to contact the wife of the city lord, and even unable to enter the bedroom, the male pets were naturally useless, and those who harbored evil intentions took all the male pets back.

After living in peace for a while, those male pets took advantage of the night when they were resting in the city and fled en masse.

Many puppets followed to catch them. There were nearly a hundred male pets who fled. The puppets caught people and followed them thousands of miles away, even the corpses had to be brought back.

Almost 80 to [-] of the [-] people were arrested and returned to the city, and none of them were alive.

No one would have imagined that such a male favorite who was trampled under the feet like mud and played with by others would have such courage.

They died quietly, peacefully as if they had never been in this world.

"Master Wuxia, the remaining 20 people have successfully left the city."

The pure white eyes of the puppet rolled slightly, reporting like this.

The white-haired young man put down the bamboo slip in his hand, glanced at it with red eyes, and then said: "Okay, I got it."

Wuxia never thought that his always indifferent and cruel master would send him such a task.

He didn't pay attention to these things at first. In the whole world, except for the master, everyone is nothing but a pool of human flesh and blood in his eyes.

He paused, and suddenly seemed to think of something and said: "The lady is still locked in the bedroom?"

The puppet respectfully said: "Yes."

Wuxia was really curious. He had heard about the new lady a few days ago.

He couldn't understand Zhu Zhi very well, not to mention that it was extremely difficult for him to trust another person, but that the master was still in the moulting period, and it was impossible for him to have any thoughts about the person except Yu Deng of the Ling Xiaozong.

It's just that he knew that the master cared so much about Yu Deng, it was impossible for him to let that person enter this twisted and inhuman city of crossing life.

With the character of the master, unless everything is resolved one day, it is impossible to tear this layer of human skin in front of that person.

It's just that the master loves the new wife so much, and now he is asking him to save those male pets, it's really hard not to make people think too much.

So, Wuxia planned to go to the new wife's bedroom to find out.

Simply because he and his master's five senses are connected, he can go anywhere in the crossing city, at worst, he will be beaten up by the master later.

The author has something to say: Mrs. Audit, I don’t have ghs, look, we haven’t even kissed each other!

The ball is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooomates, I wish Mrs. Audit will get rich in the principal and gold list in the future!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Gu Gu 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Jinjiang who smoke non-stop; 10 bottles of Dream Breaker; 1 bottle of cats who love to drink lemon tea; today is also a day that I want to nestle in the arms of my sisters qwq