【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

The familiar tone called Brother Yu, and Yu Qingfeng was in a trance.

Looking down at Yan Chang'an, he said in a trembling voice, "Call me one more time..."

He hadn't heard enough, not enough in his life.

Yan Changan's eyes trembled slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you unhappy?"

Yu Qingfeng was puzzled, just shook his head with a smile, and suddenly saw the man raising his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Yan Changan spoke again: "Then why are you crying?"

He saw Yu Qingfeng shed tears, and the warm tears wet his fingers, as if his heart had been scorched by boiling water.

Yu Qingfeng was at a loss when asked, but Yan Chang'an held his hand.

The man looked up at him, and called again: "Brother Yu..."

As soon as the words came out, Yu Qingfeng's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and two lines of hot tears blurred his eyes.

His chest was suddenly hot, his brain exploded like fireworks, he grabbed the medicine bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

A bitter taste filled the mouth, and dark brown soup dripped from the corners of her fair lips.

Suddenly seeing Yu Qingfeng licking her lips and subconsciously revealing the pink tip of her tongue, Yan Changan's eyes dimmed.

He snatched the soup bowl away, and the tiles splashed with a click.

Just about to kiss, Yu Qingfeng suddenly pushed her away.

Looking down, the man's cheeks were pale, and he clutched his lower abdomen and shoulder blades trembling violently.

In an instant, beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his white forehead, and although he tried his best to hold back, he still groaned in pain.

Yan Chang'an's eyes panicked, Fengyue put it all behind him, and hurriedly asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yu Qingfeng didn't answer, but trembled more and more, her warm eyes were bloodshot.

As soon as the decoction was drunk, the lower abdomen was like a knife being twisted, and the severe pain spread all over the body in an instant.

Subconsciously grasping the brocade quilt, the knuckles turned white, and the gap between the teeth whispered: "This is... what is it..."

Seeing him like this, Yan Chang'an no longer dared to lie, he hurriedly took out the remaining half of the porcelain bottle, and said in a trembling voice: "Birth...birth medicine..."

Just as he finished speaking, Yu Qingfeng suddenly raised his hand and slapped him hard.

Gritting his teeth, the man said coldly, "Asshole..."

The strength of this palm is not great, maybe Yu Qingfeng has no strength, but Yan Changan feels like a knife cut.

As soon as she entered the bridal chamber, Wu Qing sent someone to bring her body-replenishing medicine.

I told him specifically that Yu Qingfeng might have a reaction after drinking it, and it will be fine if he gets over it.

Because of the ambiguous tone of the demon attendant, he only thought that he would lose his mind and take the initiative to ask for sex, so he didn't think much about it.

Looking at it now, we know that the demons are tyrannical by nature, and they regard this torture as fun.

Eye sockets became more and more wet but no tears came out, Yan Chang'an's mind went blank, he clenched the porcelain bottle tightly and wanted to pour it down.

He knew that Yu Qingfeng had no other choice but to suffer, and now he just wanted to empathize with him.

Yu Qingfeng's eyes trembled, and he slapped down again, but this time he knocked down the porcelain bottle.

Even though Yan Chang'an was in a mess, he still didn't want this person to suffer, because he knew how much pain he had at this moment.

The sharp pain became more and more intense in a trance, and Yu Qingfeng finally lost his mind.

With red eyes, he grabbed Yan Changan's bristling hair and bit his neck hard.

The hot devil's blood scorched the corner of his mouth, a piece of flesh was torn off from his mouth, and he spat it out violently.

Yan Changan trembled in pain but didn't struggle, he knew it was what he deserved.

The hair was plucked again, Yu Qingfeng raised his hand and palm after palm, crying because of the excruciating pain.

The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the hall, accompanied by the man's low panting of rage.

He choked up and murmured: "Yan Chang'an...please...kill me!"

He couldn't take it anymore, he had been tortured to the point of collapse, his stomach was like a knife and ax hammer, and he just wanted to die to escape.

Yan Chang'an's eyes trembled, it was the first time he saw Yu Qingfeng like this.

Her head was covered in black hair and was in a mess due to the fight, and her hair crown had already been ripped off.

The white jade engraved with burning peaches shattered, and the white beads rolled to the ground.

The bright red wedding dress was ragged, with scratches all over her neck, her eyes were bloodshot and her expression was crazy.

The jade-like knuckles were clenched until they turned white, the palm had been cut by the fingertips, and the slender wrist was stained with blood.

He was like a lunatic who wanted to die.

Seeing that Yan Chang'an was silent, Yu Qingfeng suddenly tore off the hairpin of the man's vertical hair, intending to stab it into his lower abdomen.

Suddenly his wrist was grabbed, Yan Changan hugged him, and roared: "Kill me!!!"

Damn him.

As soon as the words fell, he snatched the hairpin and pierced it into his heart.

In an instant, blood was splashed everywhere, hot devil blood splashed on his face, and Yu Qingfeng woke up suddenly.

The spiritual flow accumulated in the fingertips, which stopped the bleeding for Yan Changan, and the pain in the abdomen was suppressed by the rolling of the spiritual pulse.

Yan Changan lowered his eyes in a daze, and Yu Qingfeng looked at him with a icy cold expression.

His knees suddenly went weak, the man's eyes turned red, and he knelt down uncontrollably.

There was a loud noise, and his knees went numb. Yan Chang'an tremblingly said, "It's my fault! Brother Yu, it's Chang'an's bastard!"

Seeing Yu Qingfeng like this, there was only remorse in his heart, he seemed to have returned to the past, kneeling in the courtyard for a long time, just begging to see each other.

Yu Qingfeng was silent, so he could only curl up on the wedding couch, closing his eyes and enduring the pain.

He finally woke up and remembered that he wanted to take Yan Chang'an away tonight, and there was no delay in anything.

Thinking of this, the spiritual flow in the body is surging, slowly relieving the severe pain in the abdomen.

Although I don't know what fertility medicine is, I can feel the changes in my body.

But he is incapable of accepting this matter, and must find an antidote to restore it to the original state.

Seeing that he was ignoring others, Yan Chang'an had no choice but to move forward and quietly held his hand.

The slender joints were white, the soft palms were cold and trembling, and cold sweat continued to ooze.

Yan Changan called softly: "Brother Yu..."

Yu Qingfeng didn't pay any attention to it, but still concentrated on taking care of her. The severe pain in her abdomen has been relieved, and the effect can be seen.

Yan Chang'an rubbed the corners of his eyes, and called again: "Brother Yu...it was Chang'an's mistake..."

He was blinded by lard, and inflicted suffering on his sweetheart.

Suddenly remembered all the things that happened recently, burning peaches, binding hands and feet, uttering humiliating words, throwing them into the quagmire...

If it weren't for Yu Qingfeng's anger, he would still be arrogant and blasphemy.

After a while, Yu Qingfeng finally opened his eyes, and his blushing clothes were already drenched.

His eyes gradually cleared up, he smiled gently, and said weakly: "Chang'an, do you know what's wrong?"

Yan Chang'an's eyes were red, he nodded vigorously, and rubbed the back of Yu Qingfeng's hand flatteringly.

As the night grew darker, Yu Qingfeng raised his hand to stroke his hair, and said: "If you take me to watch the sea of ​​fire, I will forgive you."

Yubi, gently brushed the man's swollen cheeks with his fingertips, and wiped the blood on the corners of his lips.

The tails of Yu Qingfeng's eyes were red, he felt distressed...

Yan Chang'an was also in a panic, blood was pouring from his neck, blood was still oozing from his chest, and his thick black hair was messy.

Although the pain was not as severe as his, but Yu Qingfeng felt distressed.

I couldn't help preaching: "Don't be impulsive in the future, it doesn't matter who you are."

Yan Chang'an remained silent, leaned forward and carefully kissed him, licking the blood oozing from his lips.

This person is extremely painful and also likes to bite himself, and has never changed.

Feeling a slight resistance, Yan Changan raised his eyes to meet him, and comforted him softly: "I'll go later."

He intended to let this person rest for a while, at least take a bath and change clothes.

But Yu Qingfeng thought that he had moved his mind, and said softly: "Don't touch me again."

He was afraid of conception, very afraid of this, although it was hard to say it, he had to say it.

Yan Changan knew what he was thinking, hugged him in his arms and continued to comfort him: "I will be careful in the future, I won't be inside."

He couldn't control himself, he could only do this, and he was lucky.

Yu Qingfeng shook his head, with an angry face: "You lied to me again, is there an antidote?"

He understood it as a kind of poison, and felt ashamed to say it deeply.

Yan Chang'an was overwhelmed, so he could only whisper: "Yes, but I'm afraid you will escape."

In fact, there is no need for an antidote. If you don’t have intercourse for a month, the effect of the medicine will disappear...

Yu Qingfeng sighed, raised his eyes and whispered softly: "If I want to escape, no one can restrain me."

Seeing what he said seriously, Yan Changan's eyes dimmed, and he didn't dare to tie people up at this moment.

Yu Qingfeng suddenly raised his hand, stroked the man's cheek, and said: "If I don't want to escape, the rope that binds me will always be in your palm."

Yan Chang'an's eyes trembled slightly, but he didn't realize what he meant when he was kissed suddenly.

Yu Qingfeng looked at him, and said in a gentle voice, "Chang'an, I want to see the sea of ​​fire."

It's really uncomfortable to feel sticky all over his body at this moment, but he didn't want to delay so he could only continue to bear it.

Yan Changan said nothing, but gently picked him up, and walked out of the palace gate slowly.

Although I don't know why I am obsessed with the sea of ​​fire, but at this moment Yu Qingfeng's words are the motto...

At this time, Lin Wanjiang was about to arrive in the Demon Realm, and the jade pendant on Yuan Sijin's waist kept flickering.

"Xiao Bei sent a message, there is only one magic general at the entrance!"

There were two more just now, and one should have gone in now, which is a good thing for them.

Lin Wanjiang hurriedly asked, "Is there any news from Master?"

Yuan Sijin shook his head: "The information on the jade pendant is very simple."

This pair of concentric jade was received by Mujin Pavilion, and Xiao Bei gave it to Yuan Sijin as a gift.

If you want to know the meaning of the message, you need to communicate in advance, because this jade pendant will only flash and make a small sound.

Originally, the two of them passed on their lovesickness, but they never thought that it would be of great use now.

Looking at the dense fog ahead, Liu Ruye raised his hand to signal for everyone to silence.

The long sword landed quietly and was held by Liu Ruye, while Bei Mingwen beat the head with a bone whip.

Lin Wanjiang was in the mist, and smelled a faint magic energy, and his back suddenly stiffened.

Just as he was about to call out the courage of longevity, someone grabbed his palm suddenly: "Don't be afraid."

The volume of the voice was extremely low but unreasonably reassuring. Looking sideways, he saw Duan Juechen walking to his side with a gentle smile.

Yuan Sijin walked at the front and asked Xiang Beimingwen in a low voice: "Do you want to send a message?"

Seeing Bei Mingwen nod his head, rubbing the jade pendant with his fingertips, the faint light suddenly appeared with extremely high frequency.

Suddenly a low growl was heard in the distance: "Xiao Bei! What are you doing?"

It's Yu Jiao's voice...

They also heard the collision of weapons and the clanging of umbrella blades and short knives. Everyone focused on them and rushed forward.

He went after the sound, and suddenly saw two afterimages fighting in the thick fog.

One crimson and one dark black, the light of the sword enters the eyes...

Duan Juechen's eyes froze, and his long-term love suddenly came out of the sheath, and he went straight to Yu Jiao.

If he can successfully open the gate of the demon world, he will definitely kill Yu Jiao immediately.

As long as everything is safe, Xiao Bei's identity will not be exposed, and he can continue to infiltrate the devil world as an eyeliner in the future.

The little beast never admits that he is selfish, and only wants to kill Yu Jiao. The benefits outweigh the disadvantages!