The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

Xu Wang was stunned for a moment, and then he said angrily: "How can you eavesdrop on other people's conversations? Are you in charge? Didn't I tell you not to let anyone disturb you!"

The little overlord got angry and didn't even give face to his own brother. How could the steward dare to show his head outside?

Here are the Suzerain and His Majesty the Demon Emperor!

At the end of the show downstairs, they came over.

It's just that His Majesty the Demon Emperor stopped outside the door and did not go in, and the Sovereign also stopped with him.

Chu Yiyang was also careless, obviously multitasking, but he didn't notice that someone was coming outside.

Originally, he wanted to use "Even if I like him, I don't intend to be with him" to dissuade Xu Wang, but he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Without the second half of the sentence, falling into Beitang Hanye's ears, how could it be any different from admitting his feelings for him?

He met Beitang Hanye's gaze, and under the gaze of those deep eyes, a shudder ran down his back.

In the stagnant atmosphere, it was Xu Si who broke the deadlock.

The Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect came in from the door, and came to his younger brother who was trembling with anger. He stretched out his hand and turned him back into a little black cat, and picked him up.

Xu Wang, who was still staring at Beitang Hanye who had snatched his sweetheart away, tried his best not to shed tears, broke the defense on the spot.

"Wow——" the little black cat protested by punching and kicking his brother, but it couldn't hit him at all.

The sad and aggrieved cry of the kitten echoed in the air, making the ears of the little spirit beast that had been sleeping in a pool on the table move, wanting to wake up.

Xu Si nodded to Chu Yiyang, walked out with his crying brother in his arms, stopped when passing by Beitang Hanye, and said to him: "There is still half an hour before the real start of the auction."

The ones sold in the front are all gimmicks, and the real finale treasures are all in the back.

After finishing speaking, he took Xu Wang away, and the steward guarding outside also bowed to Chu Yiyang and closed the door again for them.

The room was quiet again. The little spirit beast who was awakened from the dream opened its eyes slightly. Seeing that Chu Yiyang was still beside him, he rubbed his head against his hand and fell asleep again.

The demon emperor in black walked towards the room.

Chu Yiyang thought for a while, sat in his original position and didn't get up.

He has already thought it over clearly, the matter has come to this point, he simply explained it to Beitang Hanye today.

When the blackness as deep as the night came before him, he raised his head slightly: "Beitang..."

However, Beitang Hanye didn't give him a chance, and kissed him directly.

There was no words, no room to breathe, the person above him held his face with one hand, and pressed his other hand on his shoulder, kissing him deeply while suppressing all his struggles.

The moment the lips of the two touched, Chu Yiyang only felt that he was like a lonely boat, about to be swallowed by the stormy waves.

He was forced to raise his head, and his slender, white neck fell into the palm of another person.

The fragile Adam's apple was rubbed by Beitang Hanye's thumb, which made Chu Yiyang feel that all his reactions and emotions were under his control.

The clusters of flames burning in the blood, like the magic lines in Beitang's eyes, will show the same lines on his body.

Under the palm of Beitang Hanye, he felt that he had no way to escape, as if he had seen everything clearly.

This kind of undisguised possession and emotion surrounded him, washed him, and stirred up more tremors on his back, trying to pull him to slide into the abyss, dominated by instinct.

"Well……"

He clearly knows how good Beitang Hanye is at using his charm. If he wants, no one can escape his cage.

He has experienced it, and at this moment, his body's memory is even more aroused.

Almost as soon as Beitang Hanye withdrew back, no longer entangled wantonly, but nibbled his lower lip instead, he fell in his eyes.

But at this moment, the kitten lying beside his hand turned over, and its furry head hit his palm again.

This touch made Chu Yiyang wake up suddenly.

"no--"

The demon emperor in black felt his struggle again, and saw that the person who was about to fall regained his sobriety again, and looked at the little guy on the table in a panic amidst the entanglement.

——They shouldn't be like this, let alone in front of his brother!

The blush on Chu Yiyang's face quickly spread to the back of his ears, especially when he saw that the sleeping little guy seemed to sense something wrong with his breath and wanted to open his eyes to see what the people next to him were doing. It feels like it's at its peak.

— can't let it see!

Not caring about other things, Chu Yiyang quickly withdrew his hand on the table, and put it on Beitang Hanye's shoulder.

He wanted to push the person in front of him away, but Beitang Hanye moved faster than him.

Just turning around in a daze, the little guy who wanted to open his eyes to act like a baby felt his eyes go dark and his vision was deprived.

The little spirit beast couldn't adapt to the darkness, so it meowed anxiously.

It wanted to raise its paws to tear off the darkness in front of it, but the next moment, it felt that it was hit by a familiar spell again, and its movements were frozen.

The kitten, who couldn't see anything, couldn't stand on three limbs, and was completely stiff, fell down on the table with a "slap".

It was anxious and angry, and it had already guessed that it was done by the magic cultivator it didn't like, but it didn't know why he did it again.

It sensed that Chu Yiyang's familiar aura was still nearby, and hurriedly made a coquettish cry for help, but found that this time even his voice was deprived: "..."

Beitang Hanye withdrew his hand.

Chu Yiyang was in his palm, looking at the little guy who fell on the table.

He actually used the spell that Prison Shura had used on it!

I saw a two-finger-wide strip of black cloth covering the kitten's eyes, depriving it of its vision, and immobilizing its body so that it could only stay innocently on the table as a plush toy.

Beitang Hanye's voice rang in his ears: "This way you won't be able to see."

As soon as Chu Yiyang turned his head, he met his eyes, and saw the undisguised flame of passion in it.

The magic pattern in the shape of a soul flower burned like a flame in his eyes.

When the two looked at each other, this pattern seemed to be engraved in Chu Yiyang's eyes.

Obviously there is no sex poison or blood contract between them, but just looking at him like this, Chu Yiyang felt that he was affected.

He could hear the intense heartbeat, but he couldn't tell whether the heartbeat was his own or Beitang Hanye's.

Or it could just be the two of them.

The demon emperor in black lowered his eyes, held his hand on his shoulder, and then led that hand to the top of his heart, like when he was at the bottom of the abyss, putting his body, soul, and Undefended delivery in his hands.

After doing this, he raised his eyes.

Sure enough, the person in front of him seemed to be captured, and the force of the push in his hand eased. He just looked at him with their hearts beating in harmony, and let Beitang Hanye approach him again, lowering his head to eliminate the gap between the two. distance between.

……

The system has been automatically shut down, and Chu Yiyang Gao. Heat's vision is only red and black, and there is no plot progress bar anymore.

All he could feel was Beitang Hanye's lips, his fingertips, and the red and black mist entangled from his body.

The mist is also a part of him, winding towards Chu Yiyang.

Whether it's his hair, arms, wrists, waist, body, or neck, every inch is close to the incarnation of the mist.

The faint bell sounded again in the air. The Wujin Bell, which was handed by the Demon Emperor and was worn on his ankle, was waved by the mist, making the same sound as before.

Chu Yiyang heard other voices mixed with the ringtone, and was soaked in love.Fire.

He half-opened his eyes before realizing that the sound was coming from himself.

The auction outside has already started. The steward in charge of hosting is highly skilled and good at mobilizing the atmosphere. Under his praise, the items brought to the stage in turn have become treasures with their own strengths, attracting people from all walks of life in the pavilion to compete for the auction.

The sound of those pearls and jade falling to the ground was the bidding money thrown down from each floor and wing room, which heated up the atmosphere in the pavilion.

But no matter how hot it is, it is not as hot as in this wing.

Chu Yiyang lowered his head.

His lips were slightly red and swollen, with an ambiguous watery luster, showing a deep red color.

His clothes were disheveled, and there were sporadically scattered red hickey marks from his neck to his collarbone, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

The red robe was half unbuttoned, one side slid down the shoulders, and was piled between the arms, but it was generally neat.

And the person who left these marks on his body and pulled him to fall into the abyss was half kneeling in front of him.

In the pool of the cave, he used to pull the person in front of him out of the samadhi in this way, and now Beitang Hanye used the same method to pull him out of the shell of resistance.

Chu Yiyang took a deep breath, and his fingertips were deeply embedded in Beitang Hanye's shoulder.

When the icy air passed by his lips, it made the small wounds on his lips itchy and painful, just like the currents flowing in the blood, washing and accumulating repeatedly.

His fingertips were getting deeper and deeper into Beitang Hanye's shoulders, but the person kneeling in front of him didn't care at all. From Chu Yiyang's perspective, he could only see his brows and eyes, and he looked down. drooping eyelashes.

Even though he was doing such a thing, the expression on his face was still that of a holy son.

"……enough."

Chu Yiyang's low, hoarse voice sounded in the air, his five fingers changed from grasping to pushing, trying to make him leave him, but the demon emperor in black turned a deaf ear to him, the monarch who was sitting in the entire demon realm knelt in front of him, wholeheartedly To push him over the top.

Chu Yiyang couldn't push him away, only being held tighter by him.

Finally, after seeing a hot blank in front of his eyes, his whole body seemed to have been pulled out of his muscles and bones, and his strength was relieved, and he fell back to the original place from a high place.

Amidst his rapid panting, Beitang Hanye let him go.

Chu Yiyang waited for a while before the white light in front of him dissipated, and the eyelashes were already wet with water.

He was a little annoyed, he lowered his head weakly, but raised his head to meet Beitang Hanye.

He didn't seem to feel that he had done anything at all, his lips were rubbed until they turned red, and there was still a little ambiguous water on the corners of his mouth, but what attracted Chu Yiyang was him looking at himself eyes.

In this place where everyone believes in the little god and worships him devoutly, Beitang Hanye looked at him as if he was looking at a statue, looking at his only god, which was completely different from his strength and arrogance fragile.

Chu Yiyang's heart trembled, and he raised his hand.

His fingertips roamed Beitang Hanye's face, then held him in his arms and kissed him.

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