Chapter 70 Inner Demon vs. Lark The chains clanged crisply against the bed...
Wen Yinhe hadn't expected Lu Huaijin to be so wild. He was stunned when his clothes were torn open, and then his face flushed red. The composure that had remained unchanged for years between his brows shattered instantly, and his pupils trembled violently. He looked panicked, which was not an act.
"What did you just call me? Huh? Keep calling me. Didn't you say I was a lewd... demon? Then I'll show you just how lewd and depraved I really am!"
After tearing Wen Yinhe's clothes, Lu Huaijin hurriedly picked up the magic chains from the ground, tied Wen Yinhe's hands together, placed one hand on Wen Yinhe's head, and then fondled Wen Yinhe's chest muscles with the other hand.
Because Wen Yinhe was tense and his pectoral muscles felt as hard as stone, completely lacking their usual comfortable softness, Lu Huaijin couldn't help but tap him lightly in annoyance, and even wiped away his drool:
"Tsk, relax a bit."
Wen Yinhe: "..."
Actually, taking off his clothes would have been even better, but Lu Huaijin was afraid of going too far and not being able to stop, so he decided to just satisfy his craving like this for now.
While happily groping Wen Yinhe's body, Lu Huaijin leaned down and licked Wen Yinhe's lips, whispering lewd things:
"I never imagined that the Immortal Venerable, who looks so refined and slender, would actually have such a robust and delicious body, making one's wolfish nature surge..."
"Did I kiss you well? Hmm? Did my lips taste good? Do you want more? Do you want me?"
“Tell me, what do you want now? As long as you lie obediently beneath me, submit to me, please me, and win my favor, I will give you whatever you want…”
【Aaaaaaaahhhhhh I can't take it anymore! Where did CEO Lu learn these lines from?! This feeling of being so embarrassed I'm digging my toes into the ground, so ashamed I'm crawling on the floor, so frustrated, so on, and wanting to scream like a madman is just too much! It's driving CEO Lu crazy!】
[This "Lustful Demon" nickname really gave President Lu a great time, so why did you reward him, Immortal Venerable?! I think he absolutely loves the nickname "Lustful Demon"! It's probably an affectionate term for the Demon Venerable, lol!]
[Oh my god, this is bondage play! Mr. Lu, is your background as a Demon Lord legitimate? Hahahaha, it seems like you came from the Joyful Union Sect (doge)]
The sect leader of the Hehuan Sect glanced at the Demon Lord, then knelt down, weeping bitterly, and said: "You should be the sect leader; I am unworthy!"
[The girls in front are so mean, hahaha!]
[No, the Demon Lord seems to think it's the one above, hahaha, I laughed out loud! PS: President Lu really understands what we like to see! He really knows we like to see him get the upper hand! For a moment, I even felt a little apprehensive... (trembling)]
"Don't overthink it, isn't it better to live in the moment? As long as we're happy right now..."
Lu Huaijin's voice carried a seductive power, slipping into Wen Yinhe's ears like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.
Wen Yinhe saw his own reflection in Lu Huaijin's alluring, dark red eyes—
Her long, silvery-white hair was spread out haphazardly on the bed, with sweaty strands clinging to her flushed cheeks and neck.
The blood-stained white clothes were roughly torn open, revealing the outline of a chest heaving violently beneath the sweat-soaked undergarment.
His eyes, which had been devoid of desire and clear and cold for hundreds of years, were now burning with a scorching and uncontrollable lust, showing no trace of aloofness or detachment.
The flower on the high mountain has fallen to the mortal world, completely eroded by the most primal desires, becoming wretched and defiled.
A bone-deep, soul-crushing pain surged from the depths of Wen Yinhe's soul, eroding his already faltering will. His self-control, which he had been so proud of for hundreds of years, was on the verge of collapse.
No...this isn't him...it can't be!
However, the ever-increasing desires within him were gradually eroding his pride and arrogance, and his reason was on the verge of collapse.
At that moment, the scalding, humid breath emanating from the person before him exuded a deadly allure, tempting him to abandon everything and fall into the abyss of desire with the devil.
Wen Yinhe's pupils kept changing color, sometimes clear and sometimes scarlet, clearly caught in an extremely painful tug-of-war.
Wen Yinhe thought to himself, "So tiring. I've never acted in such a tiring play in my life."
This struggle was genuine, and the suppression of desire was also genuine.
How can it not be considered a natural performance?
Fortunately, someone else was also in a hurry and very helpful in giving him a boost in the development of his inner demons—
The next second, a hot, passionate kiss poured down on him, swallowing up his last remaining shred of reason like a storm.
"Say it, what do you want from me..." Lu Huaijin's deep, sexy voice was like honey coated with poison, gently enveloping and enveloping you, making you willingly fall into its clutches even though you knew you would die on this journey.
"I..." Wen Yinhe's cold and aloof demeanor, befitting an immortal, was completely shattered. The beast within him broke free of its cage and let out a hungry roar, unable to control itself any longer.
The iron chain on his wrist was suddenly broken. Wen Yinhe grabbed the chain and suddenly jumped up, catching Lu Huaijin off guard. He flipped Lu Huaijin onto the bed and pressed down on him.
Lu Huaijin felt a sudden dizziness, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already being pressed down hard by Wen Yinhe's tall figure.
Then, to Lu Huaijin's astonishment, Wen Yinhe suddenly split the magic chain in two, and then impatiently tied Lu Huaijin's hands to the bedposts, one on each side.
Nirvana: "?"
qaq
[Hahahaha, this is great! It's time for the much-anticipated reverse pairing segment again! What's going on?! How come you guys are doing reverse pairings even in a cultivation world?! It's hilarious!]
Those who tie others up will always be tied up themselves (doge emoji)
[Silence: I didn't provoke anything!]
Surprised? Unexpected? Exciting? The devil is in the details, whoever started this fire must put it out, hehehe~
Wen Yinhe leaned over Lu Huaijin, his dark shadow enveloping Lu Huaijin from above. His thick eyelashes, glistening with sweat, drooped, and his eyes, gazing at the person beneath him, were bloodshot, filled with surging desire, as if he had completely lost his reason.
"I want you..."
Lu Huaijin's eyes widened, but he showed no fear. Instead, they burned brightly with surprise and excitement.
He couldn't help but swallow hard, a flush of excitement rising to his face. His head was spinning from Wen Yinhe's intense gaze and oppressive aura, and his body was burning hotter and hotter.
Holy crap, this is... so exciting!
Indeed, good wine is aged for a long time, becoming more mellow with time.
It smells amazing!
"Oh, so the Immortal Venerable wanted to be on top..."
Lu Huaijin's crimson eyes swept provocatively over Wen Yinhe, who was leaning against him with an imposing aura. A smile of interest appeared on his lips. Then, he leaned in and licked Wen Yinhe's lips with his tongue. His burning gaze was blatant.
"Hmm... if it's Immortal Venerable Lanxue, it's not impossible..."
The last syllable was fiercely silenced by Wen Yinhe, who suddenly leaned down and blocked Lu Huaijin's lips.
Great, we've finally arrived at his home turf!
God knows how long he'd been waiting for this moment—he was practically obsessed!
[I can't take it anymore, I feel like the movie star is about to go crazy with anxiety, hahaha! I look like this when I'm starving after a whole day and rush to get takeout (laughing and crying)]
[Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss so much it'll cause the world to collapse! Kiss so much the earth to explode! Kiss so much the universe to be destroyed!!!]
[They both seem to be having so much fun, oh my god! I strongly suspect they act like this all the time at home!!!]
[My husband's an award-winning actor, of course we can't waste his talent! They do all sorts of role-playing! I can't even imagine how much fun they have in private! It's infuriating! My mouth is watering!]
Wen Yinhe's silver hair cascaded down, intertwining with Lu Huaijin's ink-black hair. The contrast of black and white was like a heavy classical ink painting, obscuring most of their faces and their passionately intertwined lips and tongues, causing the barrage of comments to fill the screen with cries of anguish.
With the long hair blocking his way, Wen Yinhe simply let go, fiercely plundering Lu Huaijin's kiss. All his airs of otherworldly elegance and strict rules turned to ashes at that moment.
His breathing became rapid and hot. The most primal desire to possess and conquer occupied Wen Yinhe's muddled brain. Two streams of hot air exchanged and collided violently between his lips and teeth, stimulating his eardrums.
Lu Huaijin couldn't help but tilt his head back, a barely audible sob escaping his throat. He instinctively tried to reach out and hug Wen Yinhe's back, but his hands were bound by iron chains, rendering him unable to move.
Unable to resist, she gripped the chain tightly with her other hand. Her thin, bony wrists stretched out two sexy, smooth lines, veins bulging, fingers trembling slightly as she strained, knuckles turning white.
The chains clanged crisply against the bed.
The Demon Lord, who was always willful, arrogant and unruly, could only submit to the gentle and powerful Immortal Lord like a pool of water, taking whatever he wanted and kneading him at will.
[Holy crap! I never expected that the one who ended up playing the imprisonment role would be the Immortal Venerable! Fine, fine, I underestimated you!]
[It's reasonable to suspect that the Demon Lord did this on purpose! Could two flimsy chains possibly bind a dignified Demon Lord? He clearly wants to be bound by the Immortal Venerable!]
[Waaaaah, thank you so much for this lavish state banquet! It smells so good, it tastes so good! Damn it! How could this person have acted out everything that's going on in the chef's head?! We chefs are all going to be out of a job!]
Wen Yinhe relentlessly plundered Lu Huaijin's lips, each deep suck seeming as if he wanted to pull the other's soul out of his body.
A broad, warm hand slid upwards along the taut curve of Lu Huaijin's back, its scorching heat finally settling on the back of Lu Huaijin's raised neck. The five fingers dug deep into his thick hair, pressing him even closer to itself.
With her other hand, she vigorously kneaded Lu Huaijin's waistline before moving straight up, kneading Lu Huaijin's shoulder, and then following Lu Huaijin's arm to his thin wrist.
Then, grabbing the sleeve that had already been mostly torn off, he slowly pulled it down and piled it on Lu Huaijin's tense shoulders.
A whole, fair and smooth arm was exposed, and Wen Yinhe stroked it inch by inch, rubbing it from top to bottom and then from bottom to top. He loved and cherished every inch of Lu Huaijin's delicate skin.
This kind of caressing was absolutely maddening for Lu Huaijin.
I'm going crazy... It feels so good I could die.
Lu Huaijin's body trembled slightly, goosebumps rose again and again, and a large area of bones from his shoulders to his spine went numb.
Their lips were still passionately intertwined, and the surrounding air was so hot it was suffocating.
In his dazed and confused state, Lu Huaijin almost forgot where he was, and his legs involuntarily...
Wen Yinhe was stunned. When he realized Lu Huaijin's instinctive action, his face turned bright red. He grabbed the blanket and pulled it over his back, covering both of their bodies completely.
Only the four feet sticking out from the bottom of the blanket were still rubbing against each other affectionately.
Cute and thought-provoking.
[Aaaaaaah, it's you again, you Oscar winner! I was getting really into it! And now you're doing this to me!!! (Transforms into a monkey) (Tears the blanket) (Tears their clothes) (Make it for me!!!)]
[The episode that best supports the monkeys! Monkey Jiejie is ruling the show! Let's all become the great monkey army!]
[Holy crap! Did CEO Lu just instinctively wrap his legs around the actor's waist? He's so skilled at it! It's making me cringe!!!]
[How can it smell so good... I've never tasted such a delicious state banquet in my life... Private Marseille... Wow, West's Memoir... So hard...]
What's even more insidious is that the director deliberately cut the camera outwards, filming from the outside of the window into the room from a spy's perspective.
The comments section was flooded with red waves, but the viewers couldn't see what the people were doing or hear a single word.
This is even more torturous than simply looking at the scenery!
【Aaaaaaah, director, you're so heartless! Were you the Minister of Justice in your past life?! How can you be so cruel to people?!】
[This is worse than just enjoying the scenery! What's with this half-covered look?! I want to cry, waaaaaaah!]
[Enough said, just one sentence: Congratulations to the two male guests for finally getting what they wanted, hahaha! They've been holding it in for so long!]
In fact, Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin didn't do anything.
The camera was still rolling; they just kissed under the covers for a little longer.
The chains on Lu Huaijin's hands broke free with the slightest movement, and the two secretly embraced each other under the covers, as if having an affair.
Their rapid breathing did not subside, but instead landed on each other's equally hot and moist lips.
Their foreheads touched, and they would occasionally pout and kiss each other, then look at each other and let out a low laugh in unison. Their hot skin pressed together, their intimacy beyond words.
Lu Huaijin's eyes were red at the corners, and his sticky gaze was glued to Wen Yinhe, almost tantalizingly so: "So greedy, you eat every day and still can't get enough, is my mouth really that delicious? I didn't put honey on it, did I?"
Wen Yinhe felt that she would never be able to get used to Lu Huaijin's unbridled speech in her life, and couldn't help but blush and cover her mouth with Lu Huaijin's incessantly chattering lips: "President Lu, be normal."
After another brief kiss, Lu Huaijin licked his lips reluctantly, then said, "Tsk, you really are a glutton."
“Ahem,” Wen Yinhe quickly got back to business, “After the empty shot ends, you might need to pretend for a while… um, afterwards.”
After uttering the last embarrassing word, Wen Yinhe's face flushed even more.
However, to everyone's surprise, after Lu Huaijin calmly nodded, he suddenly dropped a bombshell:
"So, to what extent do you plan to fuck me?"
Wen Yinhe's head exploded with a loud bang. He abruptly covered Lu Huaijin's mouth, his face flushed red, and looked at him almost pleadingly:
"Mr. Lu, please don't do this... We're going to get out of here."
"Hiss," Lu Huaijin gasped, slowly moving Wen Yinhe's hand down, his cheeks flushed red. "You'd better not look at me like that, or I'll get a little out of control."
Wen Yinhe: "..."
Okay, now we really can't get out.
Although he also... cough.
Under the camera's lens, you can't do whatever you want.
The two of them could only slowly crawl out of the covers after they had both calmed down.
Both of them were disheveled, their hair was messy, and they had either been rolling around on the floor or on the bed.
That does fit the image of "after the fact".
So when the camera finally cut back, what we saw was Wen Yinhe, who had finally regained his senses, looking utterly bewildered and pale, unable to believe what he had done, and looking like he was about to die.
And Lu Huaijin, who was lying limp in bed, clearly exhausted and fast asleep.
Wen Yinhezhen lost his virginity, which he had guarded for hundreds of years, and it was taken by a great demon who wiped out his entire family. His Dao heart was shattered again and again, and the inner demon that he had finally managed to suppress was showing signs of resurfacing.
He dared not look at the alluring and seductive creature on the bed again, hurriedly tidied himself up, pushed open the door, and fled in panic.
However, as soon as Wen Yinhe left, Lu Huaijin behind him quickly opened his clear and indifferent black eyes, slowly straightened his disheveled clothes, and stared in the direction Wen Yinhe had fled with a dark and unfathomable gaze, a confident smile slowly curving his lips.
[Tsk tsk tsk, Immortal Venerable, you're no good! Only five minutes! (pointing and gesturing)]
[Hilarious! If I really showed you half an hour of this and it went viral, you wouldn't be happy.]
[What kind of aftermath is it if they didn't even take their clothes off?! Thumbs down!!!]
[Immortal Venerable, you're so heartless! Don't be a scumbag! (doge)]
Wen Yinhe ran all the way to the front of the main hall, but unsurprisingly he was stopped by the guards of the Demon Palace.
"Your Excellency has decreed that the Immortal Venerable is not allowed to go out at will."
Wen Yinhe was still injured and his combat strength was probably no match for a Foundation Establishment child, so he had no choice but to turn around and go back with resentment.
It must have been Lu Huaijin who gave the order beforehand; everyone in the Demon Palace who saw him would stop and respectfully greet him.
"Immortal Venerable".
I wonder if he, as a righteous person, is happy to receive such treatment in the demon realm.
Off-screen, Wen Yinhe noticed that these people's faces looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, he realized they were the fellow disciples whose families had been wiped out by Lu Huaijin.
That's good. After the destruction of the Lingxu Sect, he can find new employment working under the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm. He feels at ease with that.
While brainstorming, Wen Yinhe silently observed the layout of the Demon Palace.
Just then, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
Wen Yinhe professionally kept his expression straight, showing no sign of familiarity on his face, but he was genuinely surprised.
Xiao Jue? He's actually in the Demon Realm! No wonder I couldn't run into him when I was in the Immortal Realm.
Strictly speaking, Xiao Jue is not from the Demon Realm.
In this regard, the viewers who have a god-like perspective and oversee all the comments in the live stream are well aware of the situation.
[He's here! He's here! Our beloved Nightingale is here with his stunning voice! I'll count to three—two—hahahahaha!]
[What? I've been focused on the movie star's side. Did something funny happen on the young master's side?]
That's so funny, haha!
After other viewers explained in the comments that Xiao Jue's true form was a lark, everyone realized that he was actually a lark.
His character is strictly defined as someone who loves and is skilled in music. Any cultivator who has heard his singing will experience a significant increase in their cultivation level, while mortals who have heard his singing will gain ten years of lifespan and enjoy a hundred years of pain-free and disease-free life.
Xiao Jue was invited by Lu Huaijin to come here specifically to provide sound therapy for Wen Yinhe.
However, there is a big problem... Xiao Jue is tone-deaf.
Normal people are more or less off-key, but Xiao Jue is different. Not a single word of his is in tune, so he rewrote the entire song.
The scene where he first encounters Du Ruopu involves picking up the injured Du Ruopu and giving him sound therapy.
The moment Xiao Jue's singing began, the entire live stream was as if it had been purged.
Du Ruopu was so shocked that he sat up abruptly from his deathbed. He probably wasn't awakened by him, but rather by sheer terror.
If Wen Yinhe and his group were experiencing a deeply moving, tragic love story, then Xiao Jue's side was just putting on a comedy sketch.
[I can't believe it! Which genius came up with the idea of having a CEO sing?! Hahahaha!!!]
[Ah Li is here! Whether you're a CEO or not, if you don't have some talent, none of you are getting away! Get yourselves all flooded with views! (The director smacks him on the head!)]
Xiao Jue was not surprised at all by Wen Yinhe's appearance in the Demon Palace, and the two exchanged an awkward greeting.
"Immortal Venerable Lanxue, I have long admired your holy name. It is truly my good fortune to see your true face today."
Wen Yinhe bowed respectfully, displaying impeccable manners: "I dare not accept such praise. May I ask who you are, sir...?"
Xiao Jue calmly replied, "I'm just an ordinary demon cultivator who came here to discuss business with the Demon Lord."
Wen Yinhe suddenly realized that it was a demon cultivator, so it was not surprising that it appeared in the Demon Palace.
In the setting of "Nine Tribulations of the Azure Netherworld", good and evil are irreconcilable, and demon cultivators are neutral, wandering between immortals and demons, and having dealings with both sides.
The righteous sects kill the demonic path without mercy. Although they despise the fickle behavior of demonic cultivators, they are at least not as utterly abhorrent as they are towards demonic cultivators.
At this moment, Wen Yinhe had no idea what he would face next.
Between the two sentences of their conversation, Lu Huaijin appeared quietly beside Wen Yinhe without anyone noticing, naturally put his arm around Wen Yinhe's waist, and nodded slightly to Xiao Jue, dismissing his formalities.
Wen Yinhe was startled, as if he had been burned by fire, and hurriedly brushed away Lu Huaijin's hand.
Lu Huaijin wasn't angry. In front of Xiao Jue, he pinched Wen Yinhe's chin, leaned closer to him, and asked, "What, you've only just gotten off my demon bed, and you're already turning your back on me? Or do you really think you knocked me out?"
Wen Yinhe pushed him away in embarrassment and anger, her fair face suddenly flushed crimson, her eyes filled with shock and shame, and she gritted her teeth as she rebuked, "Demon Lord of Annihilation, please have some self-respect!"
Lu Huaijin's lips curled into a wicked smile, his gaze towards Wen Yinhe filled with undisguised mockery: "Don't worry, how could a dignified Demon Lord like me be brought down by a half-dead patient after a few blows?"
"Demon Lord—" Wen Yinhe's pupils dilated in shock, unable to believe that he would hear such vulgar language.
Lu Huaijin lightly tapped his chin with his slender fingers, his slightly narrowed eyes seeming to savor the moment. He slowly licked his lips and smacked them, saying:
"However, I didn't expect that the seemingly ethereal and gentle Immortal Venerable would be so fierce and powerful when it comes to fighting, bringing me great pleasure, as if I were in paradise. I wonder if it would be even better after the Immortal Venerable has recovered from his injuries—"
"Lu Huaijin!" Wen Yinhe could no longer bear to listen and rushed straight to Lu Huaijin, her face flushed, raising her hand to try to cover his filthy mouth.
Unexpectedly, the next second, Lu Huaijin quickly wrapped his arms around Wen Yinhe's waist and leaned down to kiss him swiftly and fiercely.
Before Wen Yinhe could retreat, his tongue had already been deftly rolled over by Lu Huaijin.
He shoved Lu Huaijin away, his eyes red as he wiped his mouth, looking like a celestial being whose purity had been defiled.
Lu Huaijin laughed heartily and wickedly, slowly wiping the silver thread at the corner of his lips with his fingertips, kneading his thin lips into a full shape, and gazing at Wen Yinhe with lingering relish, saying: "Immortal Venerable, my mouth can't be sealed with your hands. Next time you want to seal my mouth, remember to use this."
Xiao Jue, who was immediately bombarded with displays of affection, was speechless.
He's a bird, so let's just assume he doesn't understand human language.
However, these two seem to have completely lost their sense of reality...
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