Tao is ruthless

Shen Wuchun was drugged and couldn't exert any internal strength.

Shen Wuchun was drugged and couldn't exert any internal strength.Fu Jiu tied his hands behind his head and made him half-kneel and lean in his arms.He pulled Shen Wuchun's hair with one hand, and rubbed Shen Wuchun's neck with the other, wondering if he wanted to strangle him to death.From beginning to end, Fu Jiu did not allow Shen Wuchun to show any resistance.

I don't know when he developed this bad habit, Shen Wuchun tensed up, he remembered that Fu Jiu was not like this a long time ago.

The first time Shen Wuchun saw Fu Jiu was in the desert.At that time, Shen Wuchun was defeated by the sword of Master Qingluan, the head of Emei, so he left the Central Plains and went to the desert.

The desert is full of yellow sand, the sun is covered by the sun, leaving only a round outline, the camel's footprints are quickly buried by the wind and sand, and occasionally one or two Haloxylon grass can be seen in the sand.The young Shen Wuchun, wearing a white scarf and carrying a sword, followed a caravan across the vast desert alone.

Fu Jiu was one year younger than Shen Wuchun, carrying a scimitar, leading the people, roaring towards the setting sun.He was dressed as a barbarian, with a gold thread tied on his forehead to wipe his forehead, inlaid with a translucent ruby, and the same gold gemstone earring on his left ear, which was very dazzling in the sun.

Shen Wuchun just watched the gemstone pendant shake up and down, and looked at the man's face belatedly.

Different from the ruggedness of people in the desert, Fu Jiusheng is extremely handsome, and his facial features can be said to be carefully crafted.His complexion tends to be cold and white, but his eyes are particularly dark. Under the sun, they look like some kind of mysterious gems.

People around shouted, "It's the Demon Cult! The Demon Cult is here! The Demon Cult is here!"

Shen Wuchun came back to his senses because of the shouting, and saw the people in the caravan panicked, hiding under the camels and huddled together.

Fu Jiu rode a horse past Shen Wuchun.Shen Wuchun saw him, and he also saw Shen Wuchun.In the midst of the chaos, Shen Wuchun stood there with his sword in his hands, quietly, like poplars in the desert.

Perhaps surprised by Shen Wuchun's demeanor, Fu Jiu flicked his whip and rolled Shen Wuchun onto the horse.The group of them came and went like a gust of wind.

The Demon Cult that the caravan mentioned, in the desert, is called the Infinity Palace.They sound like a Jianghu sect, but in fact, the scale of the Promise Palace is huge.They occupy the oasis and a large desert nearby. There are people from all walks of life in the palace, and there is also a large-scale army of tens of thousands of people, just like a small country.

And Fu Jiu is the youngest son of the palace lord.

Like Shen Wuchun, Fu Jiu is also a martial arts genius. He is not only proficient in swordsmanship, but also has boxing skills, and even light kung fu with hidden weapons.After Shen Wuchun met Fu Jiu, they stayed in Wuji Palace for more than a year.During this year, Fu Jiu learned the Zhemei swordsmanship from him, and Shen Wuchun relied on Fu Jiu's feeding moves to break through from the sixth level to the ninth level within a year.

It is probably the kindness of heaven that allows one genius to meet another genius.

A year later, Shen Wuchun wanted to return to the Central Plains martial arts, but Fu Jiu refused to let him go.The two of them met to compete at Moon Lake.

Moon Lake is a very beautiful lake. The huge moon is completely reflected in the lake, and the lake is so beautiful.The shallow water on the shore of the lake is filled with soft sand, which is soft and clear when it comes to the shore one by one.

They stood on the shoal by the lake, each holding a sword, and their rising figures shattered the moonlight of the lake.

Shen Wuchun has compared swords with many people in his short life of more than ten years. He doesn't care about winning or losing, he just wants to learn sword moves.But when he was with Fu Jiu, Shen Wuchun was different, he was full of victory and defeat, the long sword in his hand, because of Fu Jiu, was able to live happily.

Fu Jiu was finally defeated. Shen Wuchun was sweating profusely, holding a long sword in his hand, pointing at Fu Jiu who was lying on the ground, and asked him, "Are you convinced?"

Fu Jiu looked at Shen Wuchun standing under the moonlight. His body was covered with moonlight, and he looked like a moon god who was about to go away.In fact, he did go.

Fu Jiu was very angry in his heart. He was a person who was raised and raised, and he hadn't had the time to get what he wanted.

Shen Wuchun looked at him persistently, insisting on making him admit defeat.Fu Jiu laughed, grabbed Shen Wuchun, pulled him towards him, and fell into his arms.

Fu Jiu lost his strength and fell to the ground, how much better would Shen Wuchun be, he just held on.

Fu Jiu turned over and pressed on him, and asked him, "Do you have to go?"

Shen Wuchun nodded. When he fell down, the sword fell to the side. At this moment, he was only looking at Fu Jiu's face, and forgot to take the sword.

Fu Jiu rubbed Shen Wuchun's nose with his nose, and said, "You are so cruel."

Fu Jiu rubbed Shen Wuchun's cheek, and stuck out his tongue to lick it.His hands were dishonest, touching Shen Wuchun through his clothes.

Shen Wuchun tilted his head to avoid it, which made Fu Jiu angry. He pinched Shen Wuchun's chin and told him to look at him.

Shen Wuchun looked at Fu Jiu's clear gem-like eyes, and saw that those eyes were covered with a layer of lustful mist.

"Do you know what I want to do now?" Fu Jiu asked.

Shen Wuchun said, "You want to do to me what men do to women."

Fu Jiu just laughed, "It's not just men and women, men and men are also fine."

Shen Wuchun didn't understand, he only knew how to practice swords and read sword manuals.But Fu Jiu understands, Fu Jiu reads a lot, he reads sword manuals, Four Books and Five Classics, piano, chess, calligraphy and paintings, he also reads erotic paintings, men and men's erotic paintings.

Fu Jiu touched Shen Wuchun's face with his fingers, and asked him in a low voice, "Would you like it?"

When Fu Jiu said this, he was actually very dishonest, hugging Shen Wuchun tightly, rubbing against each other.

Shen Wuchun agreed, and Fu Jiu was so happy that he took off his clothes happily.

Young people, those who are not ashamed and shameless, will start doing it.Shen Wuchun didn't even feel shy at all, just like a pure goblin who doesn't know the world.As for Fu Jiu, he knew something, but he didn't take it seriously, like an idle scholar who thinks about goblins all day long.

Moon Lake is so quiet and beautiful, it's cheap for two shameless brats.

Although Fu Jiu was domineering at that time, he was definitely not what he is now, with an almost pathological desire to control.

Shen Wuchun lay on his back on the bed, looking at Fu Jiu with wet eyes.Fu Jiu's pale face was stained a little red because of excitement, and he couldn't put it down when he looked at Shen Wuchun's flesh and blood.He wanted to make Shen Wuchun lose his composure, but Shen Wuchun was not as good as he wished, his whole body collapsed tightly, and he refused to show any softness to him.

The more Shen Wuchun looks like this, the angrier Fu Jiu gets. A good love affair is like a competition.

Fu Jiu grabbed Shen Wuchun's neck and whispered in his ear, "Shen Wuchun, why are you so cruel?"

Shen Wuchun didn't know why, tears flowed out all at once.

Why am I so cruel, Shen Wuchun feels so wronged, it's obviously you who made me hurt to death.

He still remembered that the day after Moon Lake, Shen Wuchun left Wuji Palace with a sword on his back.The same desert, the same sunset, Fu Jiu sat on the horse and stopped Shen Wuchun, and asked him, "Are you leaving now?"

Shen Wuchun nodded.Fu Jiu smirked, "Could it be that I didn't serve you well yesterday?"

Shen Wuchun didn't speak, Fu Jiu smiled, the look in his eyes was gentler than that of Moon Lake.

"I'll go with you," Fu Jiu said, "If you don't want to stay for me, then I'll go with you."

Seeing Shen Wuchun crying, Fu Jiu slowed down his movements slightly, lowered his head to kiss the tears in the corners of Shen Wuchun's eyes, and asked casually, "Why are you crying?"

Shen Wuchun didn't speak, just cried.He misses the boy by Moon Lake, and he also loves Fu Jiu now.He was just sad, the young man who roared like a goshawk in the desert became what he is now because of him.

Shen Wuchun cried more and more. When he was not crying, he looked stubborn, and when the tears fell, he was pitifully tight.A ribbon was tied around his mouth, his body was full of pinch and bite marks, and his hair was wet in strands, sticking to the sides of his cheeks.

Fu Jiu couldn't see the expression clearly in his eyes, but he stretched out his hand and untied the silk ribbon from Shen Wuchun's mouth.

As soon as he untied it, Shen Wuchun bit Fu Jiu's shoulder, causing Fu Jiu to gasp in pain.

Fu Jiu laughed angrily, "You haven't made any progress in all these years, and you can do nothing but bite me."

Shen Wuchun opened his mouth and pressed against Fu Jiu's shoulder, still silent.

His gesture is very intimate, full of nostalgia, the two of them are like mandarin ducks crossing their necks.Putting everything aside, Shen Wuchun hasn't seen Fu Jiu for many years, and he really, really misses him.