Chapter 137 Escaped from Loneliness
Jiang Qiu was taken away.
He ran across most of the area and then ran back to the thieves' den. In the time it took the other party to send a message, his plan of escaping with all his efforts was ruined, and he was back to the time before liberation.
Belongs to
————Escaped from loneliness.
Jiang Qiu was awakened by the cold.
The fear of running away suddenly entered Jiang Qiu's mind, and he opened his eyes quickly.
It was pitch black.
My heart can't stop beating,
It was pitch black all around, he couldn't see anything clearly, and he could even smell a strong smell of blood.
He thought he was blind.
It was not until his eyes adjusted to the dim light that he could see clearly that it was a cell. In front of the cell were demon soldiers who looked dead and motionless. No matter how he shouted, these demon soldiers ignored him. He was sitting on the bed in the dungeon. It was really ridiculous. Everything was stained with blood, but this bed was clean and covered with white cloth. Was it a sacrifice for him?
The death cell was gloomy and cold, and Jiang Qiu was shivering from the cold. He wanted to go down and take a walk, but just after taking two steps, his limbs were pulled and he could not move. With the sound of iron chains, Jiang Qiu suddenly realized that his hands and feet were actually locked.
He took a deep breath and tried to use all the magic power in his body to break the restriction, but this thing actually had the effect of suppressing magic power. No matter how Jiang Qiu tried, he couldn't find a way to break the restriction.
Feng Li actually locked him up in the dungeon, this madman.
Just as Jiang Qiu cursed inwardly, the lights in the dungeon suddenly came on. The sudden light hurt Jiang Qiu's eyes. He blocked his eyes and squinted, and instantly saw the structure of the dungeon. Jiang Qiu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw that the walls were flashing with silver light and were actually cold torture instruments. The chilling feeling made Jiang Qiu feel a chill down his spine.
Sheepskin bian, tiger stool, candlestick...
Jiang Qiu's scalp tingled. What the hell was he trying to do by locking himself up here?
At this moment, the sound of footsteps in the dungeon made Jiang Qiu even more frightened.
He recognized it as Feng Li. Just as this thought passed through his mind, Feng Li's figure in a black robe with golden threads slowly walked towards the cell.
Jiang Qiu took a step back.
But Feng Li's figure moved in front of him in an instant.
He smiled, his eyes were cold, he brushed away the hair on Jiang Qiu's forehead with his fingers, his voice was cold,
"Why are you retreating? Do you think I'm that scary? Or do you think you still have a way out?"
"Don't touch me." Jiang Qiu slapped his hand away, and there was a sound of iron chains colliding on his wrist. Jiang Qiu's eyes were full of fear.
Jiang Qiu's body couldn't stop shaking. He couldn't tell whether it was because of instinctive fear or because Feng Li couldn't suppress the strong evil thoughts emanating from him. In such a cold day, cold sweat broke out on his forehead because of fear. He almost instinctively wanted to escape, but the iron chains held him back and he couldn't move.
Feng Li sneered, grabbed Jiang Qiu's wrist, bent his knees and pressed them on his legs, easily removing his resistance and pinning him firmly to the edge of the bed. Jiang Qiu couldn't move at all.
"You like to escape so much. Now that I've locked you up as you wished, shouldn't you be grateful to me?"
"Thank you?"
Jiang Qiu raised his chin in humiliation and stared at the person in front of him, struggling and cursing.
"What should I be grateful to you for? Thank you for not letting me die, thank you for keeping me chained like a bird? Or thank you for manipulating everything and playing me like a monkey?"
What should he be grateful for? Jiang Qiu dropped his usual disguise and glared at him, teeth bared. Under the constant blows, Jiang Qiu was too lazy to continue pretending. Even though he was afraid, he still stubbornly resisted with a face full of anger.
He is a little tired.
Feng Li looked at Jiang Qiu deeply, without leaving any room for interpretation. The face in front of him made him angry and reluctant. He once wondered why such a person would frequently influence him, and even thought about completely erasing this face that influenced him from the world. But later he found that he couldn't control it, he couldn't control himself at all. He just wanted to play around and never thought that one day he would have such a strong desire for Jiang Qiu that it would be out of control.
When he knew that Jiang Qiu was not from this world, this strong desire turned into fear. He thought that what he had in his pocket would disappear out of his control.
But how could he tolerate his disappearance?
Jiang Qiu was still struggling. Feng Li grabbed his wrists tightly and pinned them against the bed, saying in a low voice:
"Stay by my side, I will give you everything you want."
"Everything you want? Oh, let me go back?" Jiang Qiu smiled sarcastically.
"Except this."
"What else can you give me besides this? I don't want anything else."
Jiang Qiu's breathing was trembling. He gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Li, then whispered in a trembling voice:
"Feng Li, I beg you, please let me go? You, the Lord of Demons, have anyone you want, so why can't you just let me go? Now that you know the truth, we are not from the same world at all. It was all my fault before. Please let me go?"
"Let you go?" Feng Li's eyes changed, and a surge of anger instantly climbed up his eyebrows, making his whole handsome and charming face look ferocious. "Who provoked me in the first place? Who is trying to deny it now? Didn't I treat you well? I just wanted to treat you well, why did you have to run away?"
Feng Li let out a low growl from his throat.
"You say treat me well? You are a lunatic!" Jiang Qiu shouted loudly: "You locked me in a cage like a bird, no one can see me. You say it's for my own good? Besides forcing me, what else can you do? You deserve to be abandoned!"
Feng Li grabbed his neck, his dark eyes gradually turned bloodshot with hatred and pain, and finally he closed his eyes, pushed him down on the wound board, forced one leg between his legs, and started to suck him in roughly and deeply like a madman.
Jiang Qiu groaned, widened his eyes, and slapped the other person's chest with both hands.
Jiang Qiu was almost suffocated by Feng Li's crazy oral sex. He pulled the chain to gain leverage to pull away, but Feng Li carried him whole onto the narrow bed. With a "hissing" sound, half of the clothes on his shoulders were torn off!
Feng Li's eyes were bloodshot, and he had a self-deprecating and sarcastic smile on his face.
"Yes, I will only * you."
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