[Gujian Yigong] Same goal in different ways

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The corridor is deep, and the lights on both sides are automatic without wind, and the chill hits people.The mottled stone walls covered with moss are permeated with tides, converging into water droplets and falling on the ground. The sound of tick-tock merges with the sound of approaching footsteps.

Ever since Feng Guangmo was picked up more than ten days ago, the dungeon of Qingyutan has been nothing but empty.And in the past eight years, he was the only person locked up in this place.

Ouyang Shaogong walked into the torture room in the innermost part of the dungeon, and Yuan Wu followed him all the way carrying the lamp.After entering the door, he put the lamp on the table, closed the door, and left in a hurry.He and Feng Guangmo were the only two left in the torture room, separated from the sound of dripping water, and there was no sound of footsteps, it was as quiet as ever.Ouyang Shaogong looked around at the extremely familiar scenery, a sneer appeared on his lips.

He couldn't help remembering that it was also here at that time, Mr. Wu Xian was suspended in the air by a chain made of fine steel, blood trickled down his toes to the ground, but he barely raised his head to look at him.

Those eyes were bright and sharp, like knives.

It's you.

He said.

If it wasn't me, who could it be?

Ouyang Shaogong leaned over and put the man on the stone bed, looked at the man's sleeping face, sighed softly, then turned around and lit the torches on the walls of the stone prison.The light of the fire gradually reflected the entire stone prison as bright as day, showing mottled traces on the ground.He stared at it for a long time, then sat down on the side of the bed again, with his fingertips from forehead to temple, to cheek and chin, he described this person's face inch by inch.

"Guangmo." He called softly, leaning over to kiss his bloodless lips.

Those two lips were soft and cold, just like this person.

In the past eight years, he thought that he had defeated him again and again, and was frustrated by him again and again.

With a trace of anger in his heart, Ouyang Shao respectfully followed his bony collarbone, grasped the injured shoulder, at first he just rubbed it lightly, then suddenly pressed hard on the wound running through his body, and pressed down hard!Severe pain struck, Feng Guangmo's body bounced up subconsciously even in a coma, and was tightly suppressed by him; and the scream of pain between his lips and teeth was also stuffed in his lips by Ouyang Shaogong willingly, and he didn't let it out at all. _out.

Waves of pain finally forced Feng Guangmo to open his eyes, but his eyes were blurred, he felt a splitting headache, his ears were buzzing, and the bones all over his body seemed to be broken one by one and put together again .

"Guangmo." Seeing that he was awake, Ouyang Shaogong slightly opened the distance between the two, and said softly, "Do you still remember this place?"

Feng Guangmo looked around and saw those very familiar instruments of torture, his complexion changed slightly, and he sighed softly: "Five years have passed, but nothing has changed."

Ouyang Shaogong had a panoramic view of his nervous expression, lowered his eyelids, and lowered his head to kiss his lips delicately.The luthier's slender and flexible fingertips tore off the layers of clothes, slipped into the clothes, licked the most sensitive part of his chest, and gently kneaded it.I don't know whether it is pleasure, cold or fear, Feng Guangmo's body trembles slightly, weak and helpless.

"Just now—" Ouyang Shaogong's lips moved a little away, but they were still very close to Feng Guangmo's lips. When speaking, the warm breath was like a lingering kiss, but wrapped in layers of warmth and softness. sharp edge.

"I heard a very interesting thing," he said softly. "Your good sister says I don't deserve to touch you."

When he said this, he looked into Feng Guangmo's eyes, his eyes were gloomy and fierce.He wanted to see through the person under him, to the depths of his heart, to see whether there was heart or no heart in it.But Feng Guangmo just looked at him quietly, without any ripple in his eyes.

Ouyang Shaogong sighed softly, lowered his head, bit his lower lip, pulled and sucked it gently, and said vaguely: "If she knows what is the relationship between you and me, what do you think she will do?"

"Please," Feng Guangmo said in a low voice, his eyelids drooping slightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "don't."

"Heh... Guangmo is pretending to be pitiful at this time." Ouyang Shaogong grabbed his wrist and pressed it against his ear.Fingers intertwined, palms pressed together, this is an intimate and lingering movement, but his eyes became more piercing, "But at the time on Zhonghuang Mountain, Guangmo didn't show mercy to me at all..."

He gently rubbed Feng Guangmo's palm, the hard bone rolled between his palm and the stone bed.Ouyang Shaogong slowly raised a cruel smile on his lips, he let go of Feng Guangmo's hand, pressed the thin wrist, and said softly: "The fallen trees are rustling, the blue sea is frozen..."

"Wu Luo Bengming—!"

Feng Guangmo suddenly screamed, his whole body bounced up and was pressed on the bed by Ouyang Shaogong with his chest pressed against his chest.On the stone bed, a stone blade rose out of nowhere, piercing his palm thoroughly, dripping with blood.The uncontrollable moan of pain was forced into Feng Guangmo's throat, he panted rapidly, and a few drops of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose, which was gently wiped away by Ouyang Shaogong.

"As expected of Mr. Wu Xian." Ouyang Shaogong gently touched the wound on his palm, smiling, "However, it turns out that Guangmo's blood is also hot, which really surprises me."

His hands were stained with blood, warm, but quickly cold.

It's like people's hearts.

The smile on Ouyang Shaogong's face gradually disappeared. He gently stroked Feng Guangmo's pale cheek with his blood-stained hands, and his fingertips stroked his bloodless lips due to serious blood loss.The handsome young man's complexion was paper, his hair was like night, but his lips were stained bright red with blood.Ouyang Shaogong's eyes became darker, as if the anger and hatred in his heart had melted into an indelible drop of ink in his eyes, the dark tide was surging, just waiting to explode.

"Guangmo," he asked, "On Zhonghuang Mountain, do you really want to kill me?"

Feng Guangmo said, "Didn't you come out safe and sound?"

He suddenly had a scalp pain, and his upper body was pulled into the air like this.Ouyang Shaogong held his long hair with one hand and his injured shoulder with the other, his breath was disordered and angry, but he smiled a little.

"I'm really tired of seeing you like this." He said through gritted teeth, every word quenched the poison of hatred, "every time you betray, but you only lightly erase the betrayal... Feng Guangmo, you treat me right Can your patience be squandered infinitely? Even if I treated you badly in the first three years, how can I be sorry to you afterwards, but you betray me again and again?"

The wound on Feng Guangmo's shoulder gradually oozes blood, and the slightly healed wound becomes bloody again.Feng Guangmo made a vague sound in his throat, his brows were furrowed, and he could only bite his lower lip tightly to endure.

"Your injury was stabbed by Baili Tusu," Ouyang Shaogong said calmly, "Guangmo, you took great pains to bury me alive under Zhonghuang Mountain to save them. The result is the people you want to save. I doubt it." You, hurt you, have you ever regretted it? Have you ever felt my feelings over the years?"

Feng Guangmo was in so much pain that he didn't want to talk to him anymore, but when he heard this, he laughed out of anger.

"It's really interesting," he said in a weak tone, somewhat clear and sarcastic, "It's obvious that you are using your rhetoric to deceive people's hearts, but why are you blaming others? But it's really like what you said, obviously you have been right for the past eight years. I humiliated and tortured so much that it seemed like a great gift to me."

Ouyang Shaogong's hands tightened, Feng Guangmo's whole body was stiff with pain, but he still forced a sneer.

"You are so kind to me, I should kneel down and thank Elder Dan Zhi for allowing me to steal the past eight years—!"

He was pushed down on the stone bed, and the back of his head hit the hard stone fiercely. Feng Guangmo's eyes went dark, and he felt dizzy for a moment.Ouyang Shaogong tore off his already disheveled clothes expressionlessly, held his ankle with one hand and bent the slender leg to his chest, and bound his ankle to the stone blade that pierced his right hand with spiritual power.

"You said I insulted you?" Ouyang Shaogong said, "Do you know what a real insult is?"

Nailed to the bed in this awkward position, the privacy is wide open, Feng Guangmo is cold, painful, ashamed and angry, he knows that his impulsiveness has annoyed this person, so he simply stopped talking and turned his head to avoid Ouyang Shao Gong looked into his eyes.

Ouyang Shaogong smiled lightly, brushed his fingertips across his cheeks, and moved to the junction of his shoulders and necks.His warm palm covered Feng Guangmo's icy skin, and he gently pressed and kneaded. Suddenly, a pain like an electric shock hit the place where the palm touched, penetrated the flesh and blood of the skin, and penetrated straight to the bone!

Feng Guangmo let out a muffled hum, and clasped his left hand tightly on the stone slab, dripping with blood instantly!

Ouyang Shaogong said: "It is an insult to carve your mark on you like an animal."

He moved his palm away, revealing the freshly branded marks beneath it.On the pale skin, the phoenix totem is bright red, if it is full of fresh blood, it is so voluptuous_ghostly, the skin there has been completely burnt to reveal the unprotected skin underneath.Feng Guangmo trembled, and looked up at him with watery eyes, full of haste.

"After that, even if you want to leave," Ouyang Shaogong chuckled, "this mark will stay with you for the rest of your life. Even if you scrape off your flesh, it will be clearly carved on your bones."

He stood up again, and looked at Feng Guangmo's naked body coldly as if looking at something.From the hair, I can see the toes that are tense because of tension.If there is any substance in that cold and sharp gaze, it is like an invisible hand.Feng Guangmo trembled slightly, he just felt that under his gaze, he seemed to be left out in broad daylight, like a commodity for sale.

Ouyang Shaogong walked slowly around the stone bed a few times without saying a word.This silent pressure and shame forced Feng Guangmo to keep silent, but his lower body was half hard.

Ouyang Shaogong sneered: "I'm thinking hard, so that you know what the real humiliation is, but you have a feeling?" His cold fingers lightly fiddled with Feng Guangmo's genitals, as if picking The same cargo, sighed, "Such sensitivity and sensuality really amaze me."

He grasped Feng Guangmo's left calf with his warm hands, spread his lower body a little further, and gently twirled his fingertips around the tightly closed folds between his mounds.The hazy water vapor gradually gathered in Ouyang Shaogong's palm, and a thick and long icicle gradually formed.He raised his eyelids and glanced at Feng Guangmo, who was lying on his back on the bed, seemed to sense the chill between his legs, with a flustered expression on his face, and struggled weakly.

The icicle exuding the slightest chill stuck to the tightly closed hole, and was forcefully pierced by him bit by bit into the soft and warm inside.At first the place was tightly closed, and no one could enter, but then Ouyang Shaogong lost his patience and stretched his legs even further, almost breaking them, and suddenly pushed his hands into pillars into cones!

Feng Guangmo uttered a hoarse scream, clenched his hands tightly, and let go because of the extreme pain in his right hand.He only felt sharp pain and biting cold rushing up at the same time, as if a long knife had been inserted into his lower body, splitting his whole body in half.

Ouyang Shaogong watched with cold eyes, moved his hand slightly, and turned the ice cone into a column again.Feng Guangmo felt that the thing in his body gradually became thicker and longer, filling it up and almost cracking, he was so painful that he almost fainted, as if all the sensations in his body were concentrated in his lower body.It was extremely cold, but it felt a little hot.Seeing that every tiny fold at the opening of the acupuncture point was stretched until the edge was tight and slightly white, Ouyang Shaogong asked softly: "Guangmo, can this taste make you want to die?"

Before Feng Guangmo could answer, he pressed his shoulder and stabbed him one after another.

He is all too familiar with his body.

For so many years, he has known every inch of this person's body, where is sensitive, where is easy to hurt, exactly how can make him indulge in lust, and how can make him feel so painful, he is very clear.

Now he was pleasing the man's body as usual, but fucking him with cold and sharp instruments.Feng Guangmo only felt that he was caught in two worlds of ice and fire, one was the lust that was constantly provoked by Ouyang Shaogong's nimble hands, and the other was the death-like coldness in his body.

The thing hit the place that was enough to make him climax, the strong stimulation was more painful than pleasure, his lower body trembled almost uncontrollably in the pain, Juice oozes and slides down the top.

There were already several scars on the soft inside when I just entered, the cold air froze the bleeding place, and it was cracked again by Ouyang Shaogong's rough movements.The solid ice was gradually melted by Feng Guangmo's body temperature, and the ice water mixed with blood flowed out.But Ouyang Shaogong mobilized his spiritual power again to keep it in the same state.

Numbness, cold, pain, lust.

The cold inside has been completely numb and unconscious, and the whole lower body is in a trance, and it is no longer his own, only the place where Ouyang Shaogong hits again and again feels clearly.The lower body stood upright but couldn't express it, Feng Guangmo couldn't stop moaning with pain, his left hand unconsciously hooked the corner of Ouyang Shaogong's clothes, and held it tightly.

"It's so cold." He cried in a trance, his voice was hoarse, trembling and mournful.

Ouyang Shaogong leaned down, kissed his lips lightly, Feng Guangmo hugged his neck tightly as if grasping a life-saving straw, buried his head on his shoulder, sobbing softly.

The thing in his body stopped just like that, Feng Guangmo thought that this torture was about to end, but unexpectedly the thing suddenly grew rapidly and penetrated deep into his body, as if it wanted to pierce his whole body and tear him to pieces Rotten belly!

Feng Guangmo screamed so miserable that even he didn't know how miserable he was, but Ouyang Shaogong just smiled to himself, bit his earlobe lightly, and said softly: "Guangmo has to hold back, don't scream too loudly. , let Qingxue hear it, how sad it must be."

Feng Guangmo's voice stopped abruptly.

He parted his lips slightly, the petals of his lips were trembling, and tears could not stop streaming down from the corners of his eyes.

Suddenly he struggled like crazy, ignoring his pinned right hand, tearing the wound that had just condensed on his hand to the point of blood, the overly long icicles in his body broke due to his violent movements, and severed More wounds melted on the scarred inner wall.

Shocked by his excessive reaction, Ouyang Shaogong didn't come back to his senses until this time. He quickly held down his right wrist with one hand, held his left hand above his head with the other, and knelt on Feng Guangmo's left leg with his right knee. superior.He almost suppressed this person with all his strength before subduing him.Feng Guangmo couldn't move, he raised his head suddenly and bumped against the stone bed.Ouyang Shaogong quickly covered the back of his head with his hands, and said hastily, "I lied to you, Guangmo, I lied to you."

Ouyang Shaogong pressed Feng Guangmo's cold and sweaty forehead, repeating these words softly.Feng Guangmo's original sad and crazy eyes gradually faded, and he stared blankly at him as if confirming.

He just smiled wryly.

"I lied to you."

Seeing his serious expression, Feng Guangmo seemed finally relieved, and slowly closed his eyes, tears instantly wetted his black eyelashes.

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