Chapter 95 The Truth (XI) He also likes Ayao. ...
Soft kisses fell randomly on his face.
The person who kissed him seemed to be in a panic, moving here and there, losing strength from time to time and even hitting his teeth.
It's really not wonderful.
But... I still couldn't help but indulge in it.
The inner demon that had just threatened to lock her up was defeated by these intimate encounters that couldn't even be called kisses. He couldn't help but lose himself in her presence. The moment she moved away, he unconsciously followed.
But she pushed it away a little.
She untied the belt around her waist.
It seems a bit difficult to understand.
Her fingers were shaking.
In an instant, my heartbeat became disordered and I felt dizzy and disoriented.
He couldn't help but call out her name: "Ayao."
Mingyao looked up.
To be honest, Mingyao's heart was beating fast at this moment. It was the first time for her to do such a thing as forcibly locking a man. She felt that even her hair was getting hot and emitting wisps of green smoke.
I kept doing some useless construction for myself in my heart——
It's okay, it's okay. We've already kissed before. It's no big deal. She's in her twenties and has seen everything in modern times. Now it's just a practical exercise.
But... having said that, after a mess of kisses, her mind went blank. She lay on Xuanxiu and paused for two seconds before she thought of what to do next. She hurriedly lowered her head to look for the laces of his clothes.
She was already panicking, and suddenly she heard him calling her.
I subconsciously raised my head and met a pair of watery eyes in the night.
The previous loneliness and coldness were dyed with layers of spring by the color of the water.
His long eyelashes trembled slightly, adding a bit of indescribable brilliance.
Mingyao looked at those eyes, his hands shaking even more violently, and even his heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably.
He actually said that she didn't like him.
She suddenly felt angry for no reason.
She glared at him fiercely and covered his eyes with her hand: "Don't look at me."
He didn't even notice that his voice was trembling.
The immortal king, whose eyes were covered, did not struggle.
Mingyao only felt his eyelashes gently brushing against her palm.
A little itchy.
The itch spread from the palm of my hand all the way into my heart.
The immortal in front of her just lay there obediently, not making any more trouble. His lips, which had been kissed by her in a messy manner, looked like a bright cherry red.
Mingyao, possessed, kissed him again, this time much more gently. Their lips and tongues entwined, soothing each other. The anger in Mingyao's heart gradually subsided, but another burning heat was gradually stirred into his heart. After a while, he felt a little breathless. A whimper escaped Mingyao's lips, and she couldn't help but push him away.
In a daze, I realized that the two of them had switched positions at some point.
His clothes were spread out, revealing his beautiful body. She couldn't help but touch it again and again. It felt very good and she was very satisfied.
He followed her example and put his arm around her waist.
She is ticklish, especially around the waist.
With a start, she lost her strength and fell into his arms.
"Don't touch me." Her voice trembled with tears in her eyes.
There was no gap between the two of them, and even the lightest breath could be heard clearly.
She heard him smile and kiss her face soothingly, then he started to complain: "Ayao, this is not fair."
Fingers sink into soft/flesh.
There were more tears in Mingyao's eyes, but he kissed them away one by one.
What was even more sad was yet to come. The two of them struggled back and forth for a long time before they found their spot.
Mingyao's tear glands were working under load and he shed countless tears.
In the end, she even had no tears left. She could only lean on his shoulder, biting his shoulder hard, grinding her teeth to vent her anger, and couldn't help blushing at his slight breathing.
Fingers interlocked.
The night is long.
The unbearable unknown feeling was like a tide, engulfing her. He kissed her densely, as if in revenge, waking her up again and again, not allowing her to wander even a little.
Mingyao fell into a deep sleep only when the sky was bright.
So tired.
When he woke up again, Mingyao seemed to have been drained of all his energy by a demon, and sat blankly on the bed.
Her body was already very fresh, it seemed that someone had washed her.
But... my waist was still being held tightly, and I couldn't move.
Mingyao was too lazy to move. He just stared at the golden sunlight outside the house in a daze.
Quarrel at the head of the bed and make peace at the foot of the bed...
This sentence still makes a lot of sense.
We have to make peace with each other. Now I have completely lost the energy to argue, and I even feel confused about how this happened.
There was a sinking sensation behind me.
"Ayao." Immortal Miaomiao, who had just woken up, hugged her from behind and kissed the side of her face very familiarly. He had completely lost the coldness and indifference he had shown yesterday, and his whole body was filled with warmth.
He grasped her hand with unerring precision, their hair tangled together.
"You can't get rid of me."
"oh."
Mingyao responded to him blankly.
She was confused. Did she dump him?
The troublesome immortal came over again.
It's so hot.
Mingyao wanted to push him away, but when she thought about how he pushed her tighter and tighter last night, she gave in after a moment of silence.
He cleared his throat, regained some of his wandering spirit, and said something that made her face blush: "I know, I... can't bear to get rid of you."
Only then did Immortal Lord Miaomiao feel satisfied and mercifully let her go.
By the time the two of them finally got up, it was already afternoon.
Mingyao still needs to go out. In this formation, she will be given a test every day to induce her to use her magical power.
Yesterday was when she woke up and suddenly felt a snake crawling across the back of her hand.
Today's situation is probably related to her identity in this formation.
He hurried out the door.
Sure enough, as soon as I went out, a middle-aged man came up to me.
With a thud, he knelt down in front of Mingyao.
"My Lord, please save my wife and children. They were taken away by that monster. Their lives are unknown."
Mingyao subconsciously took a step back.
The man in front of her was crying and looked extremely pitiful. If Xuanxiu had not told her in advance that this was an illusion deliberately created by the formation for her mission.
Mingyao would probably believe it.
She didn't plan to go. Even if she knew that something like this was fake, it would still be hard to bear to see it happen.
In that case, then just turn a blind eye.
"You go find him." Ming Yao pointed at Xuanxiu beside him and showed the man a clear way.
"Who are you talking about, Immortal Lord?" The man looked terrified and looked in the direction of Mingyao's finger for a long time before asking in a low voice.
Hmm? Mingyao turned around and saw Immortal Lord Miaomiao still standing there obediently.
"He can't see me, and I can't see him."
One point of immortal power can at most help Xuanxiu see the snake from yesterday, but he won't be able to see the test questions on the formation today.
I see.
Never mind...
Mingyao turned around, looked at the middle-aged man, and simply shook his head: "I can't do anything about that monster. I really can't help it."
As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly twisted, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. He kept shaking his head: "Impossible, impossible, how could the Immortal Lord not be able to defeat that monster?"
He muttered to himself, taking one step back.
"You lied to me, you lied to me."
The middle-aged man paused and suddenly looked up, his eyes burning like raging fire, bursting out with burning hatred.
Without waiting for Mingyao to react, he stabbed Mingyao with a knife at a speed beyond the reaction of an ordinary person.
Subconsciously, the immortal power in Mingyao's body moved.
Soon she suppressed him again. Just as the knife sank into his abdomen, the immortal power came running.
It hurts a lot.
Mingyao was thought to be pain-free.
But, the pain was beyond Mingyao's imagination.
She could even clearly feel the blade stirring back and forth in her lungs. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead in an instant. She couldn't help but squat down, curl up, lean into Xuanxiu's arms, and breathe softly.
Knowing the mystery behind this, Xuanxiu's face became extremely ugly.
Mingyao had no time to think about anything else.
It wasn't until the middle-aged man in front of her turned into smoke and disappeared before her eyes that the phantom pain in her body subsided.
"I was stabbed." Ming Yao had just finished speaking when he looked up and saw Xuanxiu's face was extremely gloomy. He reached out and poked him, swallowed the rest of the sentence, and changed the words, "It hurts about the same as when I have my period."
Xuanxiu's expression didn't improve. He just used his magical power to relieve the remaining pain for her and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead: "That must be very painful."
Mingyao was stunned, and when he looked into his eyes, he realized what was happening.
He is feeling distressed.
It's really... corny. After the pain was completely over, Mingyao stood up. Suddenly, she felt a little embarrassed and rubbed her face. This relationship was really too much for her, a single woman since birth.
After taking several deep breaths, Mingyao finally calmed down and thought that he had passed this level today.
He glanced back and forth at the formation he was in. Perhaps because of the setting that monsters were attacking the village, the streets looked a bit dilapidated and there was nothing worth visiting.
But if he went back home, Mingyao would feel bored.
Why not take Xuanxiu for a walk and chat?
Anyway, she always felt that Xuanxiu was too worried, and it would be better to talk to him more to cheer him up.
They left as soon as they said they would, and along the way they deliberately avoided the fact that Mingyao would be returning home in seven days.
Mingyao began to talk about what happened when they first met in the ghost town.
"Actually, I didn't go there voluntarily." She walked slowly backwards, facing Xuanxiu. "I didn't lie to you. I really value my life."
"The reason I ended up in the ghost town that day was purely because someone had plotted against me."
"plot?"
"Yeah, I don't know which bastard from Xianshan, maybe an admirer of Xuanhui, knocked me out with a stick and threw me into the ghost town. That's why I was forced to search for the soul of Xuanhui."
When Mingyao talks about this matter now, he feels so angry that his teeth are itching. He doesn't know who is so wicked.
Xuanxiu listened to her and held her hand. Suddenly, a flash of time passed through his mind, and he saw Xuanhui waiting outside the city for a long time when he left the ghost town.
Too fast.
He didn't think much about it at the time.
But as A Yao said, if the human soul is lost, the mountain master has not recalled it for him. At this level, even if the human soul returns to its place intact, it will take at least three or four years to be nurtured before it can be restored and break through again.
At that time, Xuan Hui looked fine and did not look like a soul that had just returned to the Pure Land.
"Ayao, you just said, how long has the mountain master been summoning spirits?"
"A hundred days." Mingyao remembered it clearly. "During these hundred days, I hid here and there, trying not to fulfill their wish to summon the spirits. In the end, I was still ambushed by those despicable villains."
Mingyao was indignant.
Xuanxiu's mind moved, and he glimpsed something else from it.
Firstly, Xuan Hui was definitely not in a state of 100-day soul loss at the time. Now that I think about it, he probably fabricated the illusion of a lost soul in a ghost town, hoping to trick A Yao into entering the ghost town to find him, so that A Yao and he could reconfirm A Yao's identity as the Destined Person.
Therefore, when A Yao said that she was knocked unconscious and taken into the ghost town, he initially thought that it was Xuan Hui who did it in secret.
But if that was the case, there was no reason for Xuan Hui to let A Yao wait for nearly a hundred days before taking action. Instead, the sooner the better.
Unless... Xuanxiu's hand suddenly tightened, causing Mingyao to look up and glare at him with a frown.
He slowly relaxed his grip.
Hostility welled up in my heart.
Unless, for a moment, his brother softened his heart towards A Yao.
How incredible.
But there is no other better explanation.
Speaking of which, his elder brother, like him, is quite unfamiliar with love.
Why are you so soft-hearted towards Ayao?
Xuanxiu's eyes darkened gradually.
He also likes Ayao.
…
Mingyao finished talking about what happened in the ghost town, but saw that Xuanxiu was a little distracted.
Did I not get enough sleep last night?
Seeing that the market was about to end, Mingyao was about to suggest going back to rest.
Turning the corner, there were familiar footsteps.
"My Lord, please save my wife and children. They were taken away by that monster. Their lives are unknown."
A middle-aged man rushed to her and knelt down again.
Exactly the same as the previous one.
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