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This low hum was very light and soft, with a provocative longness and lingering, as if it was next to Hongjun's ear, it reached Hongjun's eardrums very clearly, and then slowly flowed to him The deep throat of Hongjun also had a slight itching.

He suddenly raised his eyes.

And when she raised her eyes, she bumped into Fu Zhenhong's cheeks that were as delicate as peach blossoms.

The onset of the double-headed snake venom had already affected Fu Zhenhong a lot. In this case, the flow of breath that Hongjun introduced into his body not only did not slow down the restless feeling, but aggravated the hotness, making the neck The wound was more like a burning fire.

This increasingly intense burning sensation was like a vine, tightly entangled Hongjun's aura, and spread up and down Fu Zhenhong's whole body with this aura.

Fu Zhenhong's originally cold and pale cheeks were covered by a thin layer of blush, and he looked like he was half-drunk after drinking alcohol.

Sensing Hongjun's sudden gaze, Fu Zhenhong squinted his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes were blurred, and the flushed cheeks made his brows full of turbulence.

Hongjun still had no expression on his face, but his lips were even tighter. Obviously, his heart was not as calm as his face at the moment.

He turned his fingers slightly, trying to convert the breath flow into Fu Zhenhong's body into another attribute, but in the next second, Fu Zhenhong's hands held his palms.

The breath that circulated was so easily interrupted at this moment, Fu Zhenhong's hand was still slightly cool before, but now it became very hot, as if it had merged with Hongjun's temperature at the same temperature.

"This method is impossible..." Fu Zhenhong uttered these words slowly, before Hongjun could reply, his body leaned forward, and fell limply on Hongjun's body.

His body was lying on Hongjun's chest, and his head rested on Hongjun's shoulder.

Hongjun's body stiffened obviously, but it was only for a moment, and he adjusted his state in an instant.He didn't push Fu Zhenhong away, nor did he reach out to hold him in his arms, but just lowered his eyes to look at Fu Zhenhong: "What do you want?" He asked with a calm tone, as if he hadn't been affected at all.

But what the truth is, only he himself can know.

In this posture, Fu Zhenhong raised her chin slightly and met Hongjun's eyes.

This is the dreamland of Fu Zhenhong's body, a vast expanse of whiteness, no sunshine, no wind and rain, no spring, and the fragrance of birds and flowers.However, at this moment, Fu Zhenhong found that Hongjun's eyes seemed to be coated with a faint golden layer of halo, beautiful and mysterious, hiding emotions he couldn't understand.

This is an existence that represents the way of heaven, a supreme god.

Hongjun is like a mountain that can never be crossed, majestic, solemn, and inviolable.But the more it was like this, the more Fu Zhenhong wanted to see Hongjun falling into love, and to blaspheme this taboo god.

Fu Zhenhong raised the tail of his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and touched Hongjun's neck with his fingertips, "I want you to help me directly suck out the double-headed snake's venom." He said, moving his fingertips up, and finally stopped at Hongjun On Jun's tightly closed soft lips: "Use here."

Hongjun didn't speak, but tilted his head slightly, avoiding the touch of Fu Zhenhong's fingertips, and avoiding Fu Zhenhong's sight.

"The majestic lord of heaven, are you planning to escape?" Fu Zhenhong said sarcastically, the heat in his body made him move in Hongjun's arms, subconsciously rubbing against Hongjun's chest.

Hongjun put his hand on Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, and exerted a little force to restrain Fu Zhenhong's movements, "You shouldn't be like this."

Fu Zhenhong sneered: "It's you who shouldn't be." After saying that, Fu Zhenhong raised her neck and bit Hongjun's Adam's apple in retaliation.

At this moment, the strength of Hongjun's hand holding Fu Zhenhong's shoulders suddenly increased a little, it seemed that it was because of Fu Zhenhong's unexpected intimate action, and it seemed that he was using this strength to warn Fu Zhenhong not to do anything wrong again.

Fu Zhenhong raised her lips maliciously, not only did not back away, but instead stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked it lightly.

Suddenly, a powerful breath gushed out from Hongjun's body, pressing towards Fu Zhenhong like a mountain.

Enduring the pressure that almost suffocated him, Fu Zhenhong hugged Hongjun's neck with both hands, put her lips next to Hongjun's ear and said bluntly: "You shouldn't, you shouldn't let your demons escape , let alone let the escaped demon enter my dream, and let the double-headed snake turned into a golden rope bite my neck."

Every time Fu Zhenhong uttered a word, the oppressive feeling became less and less, and after the last sound fell, the oppressive feeling from the Lord of the Dao of Heaven completely disappeared.

Fu Zhenhong turned her head and looked at the man who was hugged by his neck.

The other party frowned, as if thinking about something.

Naturally, Fu Zhenhong would not give Hongjun too much time to sort out his thoughts. He moved his palm up and stroked Hongjun's cheek, making Hongjun lower his eyes to look at him.

When Hongjun half-closed his eyes and looked at him, Fu Zhenhong smiled at him, then stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick her own lips lightly, her tone full of charm and bewitchment: "Help!" I."

help me……

The words Fu Zhenhong echoed in Hongjun's mind.

He looked at the scarlet tip of the man's tongue, the overly red color was like the letter spit out by the two-headed snake, and every breath revealed a boundless and ambiguous color.

Dangerous, but full of temptation.

No one knows better than him how powerful the venom of the double-headed snake transformed from the golden rope is. They have already delayed for some time before, and if they continue to let it go, the poisoned person will only burn to death in the end.

Hongjun's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he finally chose to compromise, but this was not for the demons, nor for the man in his arms, but for himself.

He is the lord of the way of heaven, and no one knows better than him that everything in this world has a definite destiny, and chance is unstoppable, and evil will arise if you go against it.

But he also knows that even though he has three thousand ways in his hands, each way is invisible and colorless, and can be transformed in a thousand ways. He binds all the creatures in the world, but he himself is also bound by this destined torrent. middle.

This man belongs to his kalpa, he was born from a demon in his heart, and he must be the one to fulfill this fruit in the end.

Hongjun fell silent.

He stroked Fu Zhenhong's temple hair, and slowly said a word: "Okay."

Fu Zhenhong smiled.

The crimson cheeks are like flowers, burning thousands of times.

He adjusted his posture, raised his chin, and exposed his neck to Hongjun's sight.

Due to the constant influence of the double-headed snake's venom, Fu Zhenhong's head was a little dizzy at the moment, his neck trembled slightly with his messy breathing, and some tiny bumps appeared on his smooth skin.

Hongjun stared at the seductive arc for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze to the two sharp holes. When Fu Zhenhong couldn't help but want to urge him, he bent down and teased Fu Zhenhong. Opening Fu Zhenhong's hair hanging in front of her, she lowered her head and covered her lips to the small wound.

Hongjun's lips were not as warm as his hands, instead they were slightly cool, but the low temperature in front of his eyes just gave Fu Zhenhong a moment's relief.

He could feel the softness of these lips, the elastic lips made his neck itchy, but also a kind of comfort.

Hongjun's eyes were as empty and black as ink, and the shadows falling from his smooth hair covered the emotions in his pupils. His head was buried on Fu Zhenhong's neck, and Fu Zhenhong lingered in his breath. With the fragrance on his body, his lips moved slightly, and he began to help Fu Zhenhong absorb the double-headed snake venom in his body.

Following Hongjun's movement of introducing poison, Fu Zhenhong's body couldn't help trembling due to the sudden sensation of sensation. His hand subconsciously placed on Hongjun's head, and his five fingers inserted into Hongjun's hair.

His fingers were slender and fair, and his snow-like complexion formed a sharp contrast with Hongjun's black hair.And Hongjun's jet-black hair fell on Fu Zhenhong's well-defined knuckles, entangled, attached, and entwined, as if they could not be separated, just like the fate of Fu Zhenhong and Hongjun, destined to be together In this world of conferred gods, they are forever entangled together.

I don't know if it was because Fu Zhenhong's emotions infected Hongjun, or because of some other reason, Hongjun's force of inducing poison suddenly increased, and his lips were a little sunken into Fu Zhenhong's skin.

Fu Zhenhong could even feel Hongjun's hard teeth.

And when this tooth inadvertently rubbed against Fu Zhenhong, Fu Zhenhong couldn't help letting out a soft low pitch.

He gathered his five fingers and held Hongjun's hair tightly, and opened his lips slightly to look directly above. In this dream, it was still hazy.

It was very quiet all around, only Fu Zhenhong's unsteady breathing and Hongjun's deliberately suppressed breath remained.

The double-headed snake venom that had permeated Fu Zhenhong's whole body slowly gathered at the small hole in Fu Zhenhong's neck. Fu Zhenhong's eyelids moved, and her eyes fell on her neck, to be precise. Hongjun's face.

Due to the poor posture of the two, Fu Zhenhong could only see half of Hongjun's cheek due to poor vision. He looked at Hongjun's angular profile, and the shadow hanging from his hair prevented him from seeing Hongjun clearly at this moment. The emotion in his eyes, but he could clearly feel the heat coming from Hongjun's lips.

Obviously under such a charming atmosphere, Fu Zhenhong found that Hongjun's face was still not too turbulent.

But precisely because of this, Hongjun, who drew the double-headed snake venom for Fu Zhenhong, seemed to have a different kind of charm and sex appeal. His face showed a dull and pure expression, but every time A fatal charm exudes from a single hanging eyelash.

Fu Zhenhong just stared at Hongjun.

It wasn't until a hand was lifted up to cover his eyes, blocking his gaze from looking at Hongjun, that his vision fell into darkness.

The owner of this palm is Hongjun.

The lord of the way of heaven covered Fu Zhenhong's eyes with his hands, as if to prevent Fu Zhenhong from prying into his emotions, and also to prevent himself from seeing Fu Zhenhong's blushing blur It seems that only in this way can the eyes be completely unaffected.

But is it really possible?

This is Hongjun's catastrophe, and since he said the word "good", everything has been irreversible.

Mental disorders, but only a matter of time.