In the fog, Wang Yinlong walked forward alone. From time to time, some sounds were heard in the wooden room, clearly reaching his ears. It was the sound of tearing clothes, and the vulgar words of Wang Qishen that were unbearable to the ears, with the heavy breathing of a beast, which could be heard outside the door. Wang Yinlong knew Wang Qishen's thoughts, and this god made them know them even better, but today, he could not get what he wanted.

The room was sparsely decorated, simple and cold. Wang Yaping kept retreating under Wang Qishen's brutal actions, letting her clothes be torn. She looked extremely cold and arrogant, with disgust and numbness between her slightly furrowed brows. She did not choose to struggle. The fact that Wang Qishen came here explained everything. She could not get rid of him, so she had to obey.

It is inevitable to feel ashamed when people see her skin. Being desecrated and tainted is Wang Yaping's inevitable fate. In fact, she doesn't like this name, which makes her look very lowly, even lower than a speck of dust on a cloud. But she is just a duckweed, and can be easily controlled.

It is a great honor for Mogao to be a person like her. Everyone has to give in to her, which is also a kind of sadness, because no matter how you live or how much you do, the ending is doomed. Wang Yaping has seen through a lot. She is born taciturn. She knows that she cannot escape, so she doesn't care about anything and takes everything lightly, including this matter.

Wang Yaping treated it as a normal blood test, and she deceived herself very easily.

The small hands that were enough to hold the future of Yunguo clenched together, and Wang Yaping felt the disgusting liquid flowing out of Wang Qishen's mouth, staining her face, neck and chest. The look in her eyes was extremely dim, and there were a few moments when she hoped that someone would free her and pull her away from this sea of ​​suffering.

Soon, Wang Yaping knew that her life was about to end. She had been looking forward to this day for a long time. As long as that day came and the next generation was born, her heavy fate would end. For her, the end was the beginning of her life. Everything she did now was just to live according to the arrangements of the elders of the Yun Kingdom.

Raising her head high, Wang Yaping hated this behavior. She didn't react at all, and didn't know why Wang Qishen enjoyed it so much. His breathing was very heavy, and his words and actions were as rude as before, without any elegance of a divine messenger. What puzzled her even more was that he was completely immersed in it, not knowing how ugly he was.

After a long exhalation, Wang Qishen hummed and groaned a few times, and pushed Wang Yaping down on the bed. Her body was faintly visible under her torn clothes, and her peaks were only covered by a piece of cloth. Her extremely slender and slender figure fascinated Wang Qishen. He frantically took off his clothes and said in a rough voice:

"I have finally waited for this day. If I don't kill you tonight, I will be sorry for having to humble myself in front of the elders."

"You usually act so cool, but you're pretending to be cool now? I don't believe you won't scream!"

Holding Wang Yaping's neck with one hand, Wang Qishen continued to kiss her roughly, constantly touching and sucking her skin, trying to arouse her reaction in the light breath. But Wang Yaping still lay there quietly as before, without speaking or making any sound.

Wang Qishen's palms pinched the softness, and the force became stronger and stronger, but she still did not react. The body he longed for day and night seemed to have no soul to support it, just lying there, letting Wang Qishen do whatever he wanted. The more he wanted it, the greater the gap at this time. Wang Qishen hoped that she would struggle and refuse, but she did not, so he took off his pants angrily, as if to say that he was not joking.

Wang Yaping knew, but she just glanced coldly and looked at the dark roof. It seemed to be burned by the flames of despair, just like herself, destroyed by fate, no matter how it was decorated, it would still look the same.

When Wang Yaping was in a dead state, her beauty made Wang Qishen still want her. He raised his hand, his face was fierce, as if he wanted to conquer her in the most primitive way. But the sudden sound of the door being pushed made his brain go blank, and he trembled all over when he was frightened, and he lost his previous fighting spirit.

The action at this time was somewhat unbearable to watch. Wang Qishen rode on Wang Yaping, stripped naked, and raised his palms in the air, feeling awkward. Compared with his lean and strong figure, Wang Yaping was powerless. He turned around and saw Wang Yinlong, and he couldn't help but be furious and roared:

"what?"

Under normal circumstances, Wang Yinlong would have apologized and tactfully retreated, but instead of retreating, he took a step forward, his face livid and he said firmly:

"According to the order of the Great Elder, take Wang Yaping to the side hall where Xia Xiao is."

With a flick of his finger, the robe was wrapped around his body from the ground, but Wang Qishen was still furious. He lowered his voice when he got off the bed, as if to show off his status and power. Men always like to show off in front of women, but this time he won't get any results.

"What do you mean? The Great Elder said that Wang Yaping belongs to me tonight."

"The God-making plan has been advanced. I have to take her away."

"What? Why didn't anyone inform me?"

"Xia Xiao blocked the energy attraction of the Enchantment Painting. We must act quickly, otherwise when that woman comes, Yun Country will be in trouble."

Wang Yaping stood up, with flames floating on her chest, forming her dress, and then quickly lost her fiery color and turned into a melancholy dark blue. She wanted to leave, to end her life as soon as possible, so she walked very fast. Her long hair was combed meticulously in the flames, which was her last bit of decency and dignity. But Wang Qishen had not given up yet, he moved closer to Wang Yinlong and lowered his voice a few centimeters.

"Not even an hour later?"

"You should know how powerful that woman is, and this is the order of the Great Elder."

Wang Qishen watched Wang Yaping leave, and also watched Wang Yinlong simply bow and turn toward the door. He stood there, angry, roaring hoarsely, and echoing in the room for a long time. But he did not alarm the fog, nor did he make Wang Yaping turn around. In the end, it was just a performance of incompetence, which kept disappearing in her ears, and finally there was nothing left.

The light in Wang Qishen's eyes gradually became sinister and cruel. It was time for a change in the Yun Kingdom ruled by the elders. He would personally take back everything that belonged to the envoy of God!

Because she knew where the side hall was, Wang Yaping did not wait for Wang Yinlong, but just walked on her own. There was no firmness or retreat in her steps, no preparation to start over and no regrets, only extreme casualness, thinking about the end over and over again. There is really nothing worth looking back on in such a life.

She walked through the cloud-like land with a dejected look on her face, came to the side hall, and then walked into the barrier. When her figure appeared in Wang Jinlong's sight, he once again felt that it was feasible and advised:

"Be proactive and make sure to keep it."

Wang Yaping did not nod, still like an iceberg frozen for ten thousand years, but she knew what to do. She appeared in front of Xia Xiao and asked him to look at the painting again. Hmm... the painting was only black and red with devilish energy, but he still remembered the content of the painting, so he was a little surprised.

The woman in front of him walked out of the painting completely. The willow-shaped eyebrows in the painting were willow-shaped eyebrows, and the small face in the painting had no wrinkles, but in reality it was extremely smooth. Even the snow-white skin that could not be drawn in the painting seemed slightly brighter in the dark side hall. Her beautiful face was so charming that it made people fantasize and couldn't stop.

This was a cold beauty that Xia Xiao had never seen before. Her long skirt was extremely long, and it also drew out an extremely perfect curve. Xia Xiao looked at her and exclaimed, like a hooligan who whistled when he saw a beautiful woman. Who wouldn't want to do something for a young man with a strong blood flow to such a woman? Xia Xiao smiled and looked at the space in front of him, as if to express gratitude, because it was exactly what he wanted.

There is no reason to refuse something that is delivered to your door. Gentleman Xia Xiao took another pretentiously forward step, getting closer to Wang Yaping, making the atmosphere in the hall a little strange.

Wang Jinlong knew that Xia Xiao would not pounce on her like a hungry beast, but Wang Yaping took off her clothes and stood straight in front of him, but he did nothing. Is he still a man? Xia Xiao was, of course. After a moment of hesitation, he admired her carefully, thinking that it would be a waste if he didn't look at her. Wang Yaping was really charming, but her eyes were full of numbness.

In his previous life, Xia Xiao always learned articles written by a great author. When interpreting his articles, the knowledgeable teacher always mentioned the word numbness. Xia Xiao knew that the teacher was not at a loss for words, but this was the first time he saw such a numb look, that was indifferent to everything, but not like the monk who saw through everything, just obedient, without any resistance or struggle, like a puppet being pulled by a string.

Without waiting for Xia Xiao to observe again, Wang Yaping had already moved forward again, leaning in his arms, pretending to let him do whatever he wanted. Most men want to conquer that kind of domineering woman, but such a woman is also very seductive. Xia Xiao admitted that he had a strong desire at this moment, and even moved his hands and began to knead certain parts.

"At least give me a bed!"

Xia Xiaojiao told Wang Jinlong with interest. Soon, there was a round bed in the hall. It was large and comfortable, covered with unknown flowers and petals. This was a gift from the Yun people to Xia Xiao and Wang Yaping, and it was also a gift to welcome the arrival of the gods. Xia Xiao took a look and was surprised. It was really a big deal, and it was also interesting. It seemed that Wang Jinlong had some ideas for the old plan.

"That's very thoughtful. I'll be more than welcome then."

What Wang Jinlong and the other two wanted was to see Xia Xiao's conflicted and impulsive look. That way, they would have their fun and the God-making plan could be implemented normally. Now Xia Xiao was just what he wanted, but it was not that simple. He had seen an extremely exciting performance in the morning, and his master's acting skills made him want to challenge himself. Now was a good stage.

He picked up Wang Yaping. She was so soft in Xia Xiao's arms, as light as a piece of paper. Her long hair stood up in the air, charming and exciting. He threw her on the bed, and she trembled a little when the bed moved.

"Such a cold body, it's up to me to warm it up."

Xia Xiao said this without taking off his clothes, but just lying on top of Wang Yaping. If his powerful arms loosened, his body would be completely attached to hers, covering more than just the area on the top of the mountain.

He put his lips close to Wang Yaping's ear. She was still as calm as before and did not move as Xia Xiao expected. But Xia Xiao asked softly:

"May I have your name?"

"Wang Yaping."

She hated this name, but she didn't want to come up with another one, and she didn't want to flirt with Xia Xiao. Whatever he wanted to do, he could do it. In her eyes, Xia Xiao was the same as everyone else, and no different from Wang Qishen. The only difference was that he didn't need to activate his secret technique when he was like Wang Qishen, but he would have to do it next.

"bring it on."

Wang Yaping urged softly, but Xia Xiao refused. He smiled evilly and said:

"Don't worry, let's take it slow."