Rely on face to eat [Quick Transmigration]

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Shen Mian lied.He is actually afraid of death, but also afraid of pain.

Although he doesn't like to lie, he has to admit that sometimes a lie can bring a lot of convenience and save a lot of trouble.

At this moment, he just wanted the devil to hug him, kiss him, and it would be best if he could penetrate him completely, causing him pain to the bone, maybe in this way, he could temporarily forget these troublesome things.

Mozun didn't understand.He knew that the boy in his arms was very afraid of pain. He had suffered a lot during the time at the temple. Although he healed in an instant, the pain was real.

People's tolerance to pain is obviously not as good as that of demons.

In fact, he often doesn't understand why this human youth, whose body is clearly fragile and petite, seems to be damaged if he is not careful, but his head is always full of weird ideas, which he can't figure out.

Although he didn't understand, he always listened to Shen Mian's words very much.

So when Shen Mian said he wanted to do it, he would not refuse.

He stroked the boy's soft black hair, and answered "Okay" in a low voice, just like every time in the past, he followed his heart like this.

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In the illusion created by the Demon Lord, Shen Mian can have no scruples. He doesn't have to be afraid of being seen by others. He just wants the man to come in and fill him up. Even if it hurts or bleeds, he doesn't want to stop. Down.

He straddled the man's lap, clasped his shoulders, actively and eagerly kissed his chin, kissed his Adam's apple, and even impatiently tried to untie the man's complicated and gorgeous black brocade robe.

He seemed to be living against the clock, and he longed for the love of the demon king to the extreme.

The Mozun hugged him, but he didn't enter in a hurry. His body in his arms was whiter than snow, but the smooth back was covered with dense red marks, reaching the tailbone and extending to the hidden flower buds.

He is no stranger to such traces.He had also branded this body before, but these were not left by him.

So he didn't move, and was very angry.

The anger of demons often brings about very dire consequences, not to mention the anger of the ancient Demon Emperor, the Lord of the Demon Realm who rules over all demons in the world.

But at this moment, he just clenched his fists tightly, and he never let his anger leak for a long time. He was afraid of hurting him in his arms, but he couldn't control himself not to be angry.

Shen Mian leaned against his face, panting a little urgently, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

He urged in a low voice: "Come in, I want you."

His voice was always clear and sweet, but at this moment, it was only sweet and delicious, making people want to swallow him.

Mozun's purple pupils were deep, he lifted his chin, looked into those beautiful eyes, and said slowly: "You let others touch you."

Shen Mian glanced at her back, the snow-white skin was covered with red plum blossoms, like a cinnabar pen falling on the snow-white rice paper to paint it carefully, it is really a beautiful scene.

It's just that the demon king obviously couldn't appreciate it.In this world, probably only Ji Changli can appreciate it, because it is his masterpiece.

Shen Mian finally knew the man's bad taste, but he didn't notice it all the time. After a pause, he slowly but firmly pushed away the man's arms, picked up the white coat on the ground, and hastily covered his body.

With his back turned to the man, he seemed to be mocking himself, and said as if he was disappointed: "I have been touched by others before, and it is normal for Your Majesty not to want to touch me. With His Majesty's dignity, it is not difficult to want as many beauties as you want. You really don't have to wrong yourself." of."

The clothes only reached the ankles, and the bare feet stepped on the ground, the floor was made of unknown material, and the cold air went from the soles of the feet to the bottom of the heart.

Shen Mian walked out, and just as her fingertips touched the palace door, suddenly a burst of purple air grabbed his wrist and ankle, making him unable to move forward. After a moment of stalemate, Shen Mian was forcibly dragged back and fell into the man's body. Hard, broad chest.

Shen Mian struggled for a moment, but the power of the demon king was not something he could break free.

He had no choice but to stop struggling, and said softly: "I am useless to Your Majesty now, and even my body has been touched by others, so I am not qualified to stay by Your Majesty's side anymore. I know that even if Your Majesty wants to abandon me, I don't blame Your Majesty either."

He spoke very calmly, and even meant to explain for Mozun. If his body hadn't trembled so violently, it might have been more convincing.

The Mozun could only feel his trembling body, as if he was trying his best to suppress the great pain, but stubbornly refused to let others notice.

He is in pain, so the demon will only hurt more than him.

There was a sudden pain in the man's chest, and the face that had been cold and solemn for thousands of years frowned at this moment, and he hugged the human youth tightly in his arms. He kissed the side of his neck and murmured: "No, it's not that I don't want you , the deity is just uncomfortable."

Shen Mian's body froze slightly.

"Xiao Yuer, this deity is uncomfortable, my chest hurts badly, and I just want to kill someone." The demon's indifferent tone was mixed with a trace of hidden pain, "Xiao Yuer, this deity has only hurt for you, and I am only willing to hurt you. You know how this deity is willing to abandon you."

Shen Mian closed her eyes and said, "Ji Changli fed me Wangqing Pollen."

Mozun's arms trembled violently.

"When I remembered you, I was already Ji Changli's Taoist partner." Shen Mian said, "If you want to hear it, I can tell you all about it. I have been in Haoxuan Xianzong for more than a year, and my body His magic skills were completely resolved by him. I divorced Ji Chang and practiced double cultivation with him every day. He left his mark on my body and even in my body. If I didn’t think of you, I might still keep it. By his side, it probably won't be long before I fall in love with him."

A very deep hostility flashed across Mozun's eyes. Although the world and even the practice world believed that Mozun was brutal and bloodthirsty, Shen Mian actually rarely saw him showing murderous intentions towards someone.

But at this moment, he clearly felt that this man had murderous intentions.

And the person who made him want to kill was Ji Changli, the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, who was once the same person as him.

Shen Mian carefully rubbed the side of the man's neck, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, can you hug me? If you don't want to touch my body, just hug me. I'm so cold, and I don't have a few days to live. , just take pity on me?"

Demon Venerable suppressed his deep hostility, and gently kissed his forehead. The heart in the god's body was already in extreme pain, and even the soul of Emperor Qitian was affected, and cracks appeared in the eternal expression.

The Mozun held Shen Mian completely in his arms. He was tall and stalwart, and he easily embed the petite human race in his arms. This scene was unexpectedly harmonious.

Shen Mian tightly held his wide palm, and he buried his face in the man's palm, not long after, Mozun felt his palm was cold and wet.

Mozun was a little at a loss, he didn't know if he did something wrong to make him unhappy.

He raised that delicate and fair face and wiped away his tears. His purple pupils were full of conscientiousness. He carefully concealed his inner anger and tyrannical nature so that this human race would not find out.

Shen Mian pursed her lips, and asked, "Will you never touch me again?"

Mozun was stunned.He was silent for a short moment, and said, "I'm just afraid of your pain, and I'm also afraid of bringing up unhappy memories for you."

His little Yu'er was wiped out of memory by someone, married to that person, and had a good time with that person, how could he not know his pain.His little Yu'er had said that she was only willing to let him touch, and only willing to love him.

At that time, his eyes were bright and fresh, unlike now, there were only tears.

With red eyes, Shen Mian said, "Then help me forget those bad memories, I like Your Majesty, and I also like the pain you bring me."

He leaned forward to kiss the Mozun, but the Mozun couldn't push him away after all, and there were still tears in his hands.

Mozun untied the young man's white belt, he didn't take off the outer shirt completely, but just pulled it to the crook of his arms, picked him up completely, grabbed Shen Mian's slender waist, and pushed hard.

The top of Shen Mian's head was numb with pain, and the inner wall was expanded to the extreme in an instant, which was far beyond what he could bear. It was as if his body was split from the middle. He screamed and smelled blood.The white shirt under his body was stained with red plums, and even the black brocade shirt of the demon king was dyed dark red.

The Demon Lord leaned down and kissed him, possessing him fiercely as he wished, reassuring him in the most direct and primitive way.

Shen Mian even became extremely difficult to breathe, he only felt the pain, so painful that physiological tears flowed from the corners of his eyes uninterruptedly, the physical pain eased his psychological guilt.

If he and Mozun can only live alone, the decision is not in his hands, but in Mozun's hands.

Should he despicably accept this gift of life with peace of mind?No, of course it shouldn't, no matter what angle you stand at.

But he wants to live.

Emperor Qitian, that high god, had already seen through his selfish and indifferent nature, that's why he was sent to the Demon Realm, to the Demon Lord's side.

If he wasn't such a ruthless person, he should have found a place to end his life quietly, instead of running to the demon king to beg for mercy, making this man feel sorry for him, so that he couldn't let him go.

Shen Mian loathes such a self, but he still cherishes this life very much.If there is a way to live, he still doesn't want to die after all.

He was lying under the Mozun, every movement of the man brought tearing pain, Shen Mian's whole body was soaked in cold sweat as if soaked in ice water, but he thought it was very good, the pain made him feel hearty , Only in this way can he not owe him so much.

This torture-like sex lasted for a long time, so long that he was numb from the pain in his deep sleep, and even felt unparalleled pleasure in the pain, and finally something shot into his deepest part.

He clutched the man's arm, taking what he had to offer.

……

Mozun carried Shen Mian into the water to wash, his movements were meticulous and cautious, this body was too fragile, no matter how cautious he was, he would still hurt this human race.

Shen Mian lazily narrowed her eyes, leaned over and kissed the man's chin, and asked, "Is Your Majesty happy?"

Mozun looked at him for a long time, and said, "You are not happy."

He always speaks concisely, so Shen Mian knows that the true meaning of his words is that you are not happy, so I am not happy either.

Shen Mian said: "My lord always said I was stupid before, but I think that my lord is really stupid."

Mozun frowned indistinctly, there was only one person in this world who dared to call him stupid.

But he was not displeased, but disagreed."Why?" he asked.

Shen Mian caressed the man's handsome face, and said with emotion: "You are the Demon Lord, and even a long time ago, you were the supreme immortal emperor. No one in the world can do anything to you, but you are in love with a human race like me. Why bother?"

If he doesn't like him, he is still a high-ranking demon with no weaknesses.

"This deity likes your weakness." Mozun said.