After being scummed by four men

He Zecheng lowered his head, changed back to the black crown and red robe he wore when he first arrived in this dream, and slowly walked towards the Buddhist temple Shier at the door.

In March of Yangchun, when the cherry blossoms were raining heavily, everyone in the Chanyuan family watched in amazement as the blond cursed towards the sky and the tyrant.

The corners of Zenyuan Shi'er's lips were raised. He was carrying the Taidao on his shoulder in one hand. The hand on his waist was put back to his side because of tension, and his fingers moved uneasily. He looked at He Zecheng with focused and hidden eyes. tenderness.

He Zecheng walked up to Zenyuan Shier, bit his lower lip lightly, then raised his head and looked at Zenyuan Shier.

Zenyuan Shier was reaching out his hand, helping him brush the petals from his hair with lowered eyes.

He Zecheng's heart beat suddenly.

I, I came here because of that inexplicable connection, He Zecheng said to himself in a panic in his heart, deliberately ignoring that he didn't have much suffering after Zenyuan Shier joined the Xingjuliu team.

The monastery didn't even know his mood, his eyes, which were always indifferent, were rarely softened by joy, and his movements showed a kind of affection and thoughtfulness of a beast.

Zenyuan even caressed He Zecheng's cheek, lowered his head and kissed him lightly on his lips, the kind of cherishing that made He Zecheng's dead heart feel like being scalded.

"Cheng, you still care about me, right?" Zenyuan Shier held his face and looked at him, his eyes lingering tenderly on his facial features.

No, no, He Zecheng looked at the monastery without saying a word, he lowered his eyes, his thinking was in a mess, but a layer of blush appeared on his face unconsciously.

Zenyuan Shier chuckled, and didn't ask any more questions, just kissed He Zecheng again, wrapped his arms around his waist, and brought him into his arms.

But the Chanyuan family exploded the pot.

"My lord, do you still remember the agreement with the Zenyuan family?" Patriarch Zhibiren of the Zenyuan asked with a serious face, cautiously.

Yes, the Zenyuan family were indeed terrified by He Zecheng who almost killed the whole family, but they also really coveted the benefits that He Zecheng might bring if he turned to their side.

He Zezheng is powerful. If he is willing to take action, it will be very simple to attack other families. Also, since there are no ten shadow spells to counter the Gojo family's Six Eyes, the Chanyuan family urgently needs a powerful person to sit in charge.

However, even though Zenyuan Zhibiren's tone was very respectful, He Zecheng was still angry.

He Zecheng, as the "Lord of Evil" who can be compared with the two-faced Su Nuo, is a symbol of the origin of mantra, even this question is too self-righteous for him.

So he raised his head from Shi'er's arms in the Chanyuan, his cold eyes swept across the crowd, and he said coldly:

"It's just for mutual use. If you don't want to use it, just throw it away, can't you?"

The strong pressure made everyone fall to their knees in an instant.

In the end, the Zenyuan family had no choice but to let He Zecheng and Zenyuan Shier leave.

"It's just mutual use."

He Zecheng looked at the man who didn't fit in the kitchen busy in the kitchen, wearing a funny apron with cats on his waist, his eyes flickered.

I'm just using him, He Zecheng said to himself, the fear and evasion in his heart were instantly reduced by half, which made him feel a lot better.

He Zecheng seemed to have found a foothold for his behavior, and said to himself:

I went with him because he was still valuable.

But what is the value?

The dreamland collapsed on the day Shier was supposed to die.

As soon as he came out, He Zecheng was caught by Fu Heisher who had recovered his memory.

"Hmm, uh..." He Zecheng's hands were bound by the rope formed by the magic power, and he was shaking in Fu Heisher's arms, and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north.

Fuheshier sat on his throne with blond hair in his arms. Under the throne was a blue cold pool and a dangerous staircase of thorns. On the throne was a crimson sky and a black sun that symbolized the end.

On the red and black staggered throne, there are two lingering monsters - "Lord of Evil" and Heaven and Tyrant.

Using, I'm using him, He Zecheng's eyes became slack, and his thinking gradually became unconnected.

As He Zecheng thought about it, he suddenly pressed a palm on his lower abdomen and rubbed it.

He Zecheng struggled immediately:

"...No, you bastard!"

He Zecheng bit his lip and sobbed as if he couldn't breathe.

That moment just now really made him feel like he was going to die. He could feel the existence of the other party so clearly, and the shame from head to toe made him wish he could find a crack to sneak in.

However, the palm paused, but in spite of his wishes, it intensified.

He Zecheng struggled desperately, but he couldn't resist the power of the sky and the tyrant, he just felt the existence of the other party more clearly.

He Zecheng's eyes were sore, and he wanted to shed tears, but he couldn't. However, like a leaf being hit by rain, the crystal rain fell continuously on the tip of the leaf.

"Cheng, bear with me a little bit," the man who was tormenting him suddenly lowered his head, gasped in his ear and said, his moist, hot and hoarse breath hit his ear, "I'm drooling a bit~"

"——Fu Heisher!" He Zecheng shouted in shame, and couldn't help curling up his limbs, "No, don't shut up, you, you just get down!"

Fu Heisher gave a "tsk" sound behind him:

"Obviously so many years have passed, why are you still so bad-tempered?"

In the dream, the two had lived together for almost six or seven years.

He Zecheng was furious after hearing this, and scratched his arm severely:

"Then, then you should let me go!"

"Angry?" He Zecheng heard the guy's snickering against his stamina with the tip of his nose, the trembling made He Zecheng's anger instantly extinguished, replaced by a shame that was about to burn him up.

"Let, let me go..." He Zecheng's blond hair was wet with sweat, his cheeks were slightly red, his eyes were closed, and he said in a voice like a mosquito.

"Don't let go." Fu Heisher said vaguely with his lips pressed against his shoulder, with a deep smile in his words, "I met you with great difficulty, and won you with great difficulty."

"Don't let go, never let go in this life."

"I, I'm a curse! Fuheshier, you, crazy! Crazy!" He Zecheng struggled in pain, the overly full joy that was instilled in too much joy and produced in his limbs and bones Happy, let him collapse.

"For you, I would rather be a lunatic." Fu Heisher supported his head, made him turn his head, kissed him deeply, and at the same time pressed his palm on his lower abdomen again.

"No, no!" He Zecheng whimpered between his lips in panic, "Aren't you afraid, am I using you?"

"Then use me," Fu Heisher licked He Zecheng's throat heavily with his tongue, causing He Zecheng's eyes to turn white, and at the same time pressed his lower abdomen hard with his palm, "Use me, but, don't not love me."

"I just ask you to love me and nothing else."

He Zecheng fainted from convulsions, and just before his consciousness fell into darkness, he heard Fu Heisher muttering like this.

Yoshino Junpei, who was distorted into a deformed monster by the tasteless transformation of the real person, fell in front of Knotabagi Yuhito after a short runaway.

"Why... why? Yuu... Ren..." Yoshino Junpei, who was twisted into the shape of a crocodile, looked sadly at the dazed Knotweed Yuuhito in front of him, pulling his hem and trousers with his giant hands, and said intermittently.

It seems to be asking questions, and it seems to be lamenting his miserable life.

Knotashi Yuhito's mind was blanked by the shock of great sadness, and he stared forward blankly.

Unable to ask for the help of Su Nuo in his body, Yuren Yuzhang could only watch helplessly as his friend lay on the ground, gradually losing his vitality.

However, Daoist, who was born from human's resentment towards human beings, laughed with pity on his cheeks:

"Ah, died?"

As he said that, the real person nodded himself again, and agreed with himself in a "hmm" way:

"Because the modification is relatively rough, that's the only way~"

As soon as the real person finished speaking, he was punched heavily in the face, caught off guard, he flew upside down and fell on the stairs.

A small ball wrapped with black and white talisman slipped out of the real person's pocket, and landed right in front of the "dead" Yoshino Junpei.

However, the two of them were all focused on each other, and neither of them noticed it.

The real person watched the knotweed Yuren slowly raised his drooping head, clenched his teeth, his face was full of dark killing intent.

"...Kill you." Knotabagi Yujin stared at the real person with his eyes wide open in horror, and announced word by word.

Kunzhang Youruhito pounced on him, and after a few back and forth fights, the two ran straight out of the teaching building and started fighting outside.

Yoshino Junpei, who was dying, was lying on the cold floor, listening to the sound of Knotaba Yuhito fighting with real people in a trance.

Huge impact sounded in the corridor first, and dust fell down, but Yoshino Junpei's attention was magically attached to a small ball in front of him.

On a small ball wrapped in talisman paper.

Hunger and desire urged Yoshino Junpei to slowly grab the ball and peel off the talisman...

He Zecheng, who had just finished lingering with Fu Heisher, sat on the black panther's lap, put his arms around the other's neck, and leaned lazily on the other's chest.

There was a touching blush in the corner of He Zecheng's eyes, and his whole body exuded a sense of sexiness after sex. Fu Heisher looked down at him, and the hand holding his waist tightened.

He Zecheng paused, his face flushed and he closed his eyes, as if acquiescing.

However, when Fu Heisher's hand reached into the hem of He Zecheng's wide red robe, He Zecheng suddenly held down his hand and stopped him.

"Wait, there is a situation." He Zecheng straightened up suddenly, and then slowly raised his lips as if seeing something, "Interesting."

Fuheshier also suddenly felt that he saw something——

A "little crocodile" is holding the place where they are now.

"It seems that we will be able to go out soon." He Zecheng smiled lightly and raised his lips, pointing his fingers thoughtfully at Fu Heisher's chest.

Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows and looked at He Zecheng in puzzlement.

"A human being who has been transformed seems to be a method of transforming the soul by giving orders to the brain. It is difficult to control the destructiveness of the brain, and it is easy to make the transformed product go crazy." A circle was drawn on Er's chest.

Fu Heisher was tickled by He Zecheng, without saying a word, he pushed up the hem of his clothes with a big hand, and gently lifted him up and down in He Zecheng's panic.

"Bastard, bastard!" He Zecheng stared at Fu Heisher with red eyes, gasped and said angrily, "Stop!"

Fu Heisher just had a smirk on his face and didn't stop.

"That guy, he's a rough container," He Zecheng glared at him with a red face, and was forced to shake his body, "Wait a minute, I'm going to incarcerate him..."

"You, you still don't let me down?!"

However, Fuhesher didn't know what receiving flesh was, so he just tilted his head innocently, and his movements became even more fierce.

He Zecheng was going crazy.

Not only did he have to pay attention to Yoshino Junpei now, but he was also forced to deal with this guy.

Seeing that Yoshino Junpei's life was getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to die, He Zecheng, who was blushing and hesitant to be tortured, was forced to make up his mind...

Yoshino Junpei feels like he has a hangover now, feeling his consciousness groggy.

I'm going to die... Yoshino Junpei thought slowly, what a pity, I haven't avenged my mother yet...

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that the attraction of the golden ball in his hand became extremely strong, so strong that Yoshino Junpei, who was on the verge of death and weak-willed, subconsciously put it in his mouth and swallowed it.

"Uh!" Yoshino Junpei suddenly opened his eyes wide, his deformed gray-green body suddenly changed - Yoshino Junpei returned to his normal figure.

But before Yoshino Junpei could react, his consciousness was pulled into a strange world in an instant:

The icy blue lake, the crimson sky, the slowly rotating black sun, the huge bleeding hand, the dangerous thorny stairs, and...

A dark-haired man and a blond youth lingering on a crimson throne.

Yoshino Junpei was stunned.

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The author has something to say:

Suddenly remembered, what about Junpei's clothes?Junpei's clothes seemed to be torn when the real person deformed him...

感谢在2022-01-0522:01:08~2022-01-0618:51:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: You 7 bottles;?bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!