Chapter 229 You are a traitor
Cultivators will not have sex easily, the way of Yin and Yang is about taking and replenishing, taking the strong from the weak and the weak from the strong. If you are not careful you will become someone else's furnace. Cultivators of Ying Wujiu's status are even more cautious, but today he still accidentally fell into the trap of Lu Yan, the fox.
Ying Wujiu knelt on the edge of the bed, his seductive red dress had long been taken off, hanging loosely on his waist, making his pale skin look extremely dazzling. He bit his lower lip tightly, veins popped out on his forehead, and he felt ridiculous and embarrassed:
"You are my male favorite, why should I be down there?!"
He never thought that he would be the one below!
Lu Yan's hot body pressed tightly against Ying Wujiu's back. Through the layer of flesh and blood, he could even feel the violent beating of his heart. He raised his eyes and spoke slowly, and he was used to playing tricks:
"My Lord has always loved me, how could he bear to see me suffer like that? Just bear with it for now."
Ying Wujiu thought to himself, is this a question of whether it hurts or not? It is clearly a matter of dignity. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "You idiot, if you don't want to feel pain, then you want me to feel pain?!"
"Why……"
Lu Yan smiled and said in a long tone, not quite agreeing.
"I won't hurt you, my Lord."
Ying Wujiu's expression changed when he heard this. It was so exciting. He thought to himself, could it be that Lu Yan is an old hand at flower clusters?
Lu Yan seemed to see what Ying Wujiu was thinking, and slapped him lightly, turning him over and pressing him under him. His cold and fair face turned red with shame, and he looked as if he wanted to cut himself into pieces. He lowered his eyes slightly and smiled like a fox:
"I am still a virgin. If you don't believe me, why don't you try?"
The last two words were said lightly but Ying Wujiu's heart skipped a beat. He was really frustrated at being controlled by Lu Yan today. He thought that he was only separated from the Golden Immortal realm by a bottleneck as thin as a cicada's wing. Was he really going to be suppressed by Lu Yan, a bastard who hadn't even passed the Foundation Establishment Stage? Wouldn't it be a laughing stock if this got out?
With a thought, he couldn't help but raise his fingertips, casting a spell to immobilize Lu Yan. The next second, the man instantly lost his strength and fell heavily on him.
“Hmm…”
Ying Wujiu couldn't help but frown and groan.
Son of a bitch, it’s so heavy!
Lu Yan was also startled for a moment. He found that his whole body was weak and he couldn't move. He soon realized what Ying Wujiu had done. He looked at him in surprise and asked in a deep voice: "What is your lord planning to do?"
Ying Wujiu pushed Lu Yan away, turned over and pressed him down, and laughed coldly: "I am the Lord of the Demon Realm, how can I be submissive to you? You should wait until you have improved your cultivation level before you speak."
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then let's stop."
It's okay if you don't do it.
Ying Wujiu pursed his thin lips tightly, forming a straight line, and seemed a little unhappy: "You are my male favorite, what right do you have to stop?"
He paused and said in a slower tone, "Don't worry, I have a magic medicine that won't let you feel any pain."
A panacea?
Ever since Lu Yan became the chief steward, Ying Wujiu has given him many elixirs. Others would be hard pressed to get one, but he eats as many as he wants like candy beans. He thinks that maybe he has to pay off his debt today. It turns out there is no free lunch in the world.
Lu Yan was not in a hurry, he relaxed his body lazily, and said with a smile: "Then please have mercy on me, my lord."
What can Ying Wujiu come up with?
Not likely.
I learned how to kiss by myself, so it’s difficult to turn over.
Lu Yansheng was a man of great talent and charm, and everyone who met him liked him. When he summoned Ah Ni before, it was all thanks to his good looks, otherwise the girl would have punched him a long time ago. Although Ying Wujiu was not very sexually inclined, it was a rare opportunity to meet someone who touched his heart, so naturally he liked him.
He raised his eyebrows lightly: "Of course I love you."
Ying Wujiuyu put away that enchanting face of Lu Yan, bent his head and kissed him, but his face turned red as he kissed. In the past, it was always the other party who took the initiative, but now it was suddenly his turn to take the initiative, which was indescribable, stumbling and a bit clumsy.
Lu Yan had no intention of moving, like a master lying down waiting to be served.
Ying Wujiu was unwilling to be looked down upon, so he ripped off Lu Yan's clothes. He had not looked closely before, but now he realized that he had a very good figure, with tight muscles all over his body, and he was fair-skinned, with his purple clothes scattered all over the place, which was really eye-catching.
Ying Wujiu's heartbeat became faster and faster. He endured the weakness in his legs and kissed his way down, but stopped at her abdomen and then stood still awkwardly. His long inky hair stuck to his face. He gasped softly, and the blush spread across his pale skin, all the way to his neck.
Lu Yan deliberately asked, "Why isn't your lord moving?"
“…”
Ying Wujiu looked up at him angrily. His usually cold eyes were now full of tears, tinged with affection and seductive. His voice was hoarse as hell: "Shut up, you have no right to talk in bed!"
Lu Yan smiled and said, "Okay, I won't say anything."
He watched with interest as Ying Wujiu stripped off his and his clothes, and then let down the red bed curtains. Now they were truly intimate, but the light was dim and he couldn't see clearly.
Ying Wujiu inexplicably felt as if he didn't know where to start. As they kissed, he became a little confused and obsessed. His thin, fair body seemed to be drained of all strength. He pressed tightly against Lu Yan's hot shoulders, rubbing his neck unconsciously.
Lu Yan whispered: "It turns out to be a paper tiger..."
He didn't know when he had already broken the immobilization spell, and he was just teasing Ying Wujiu by pretending to be motionless. But now he lost his patience, and directly pulled the man into his arms, turned over and pressed him down.
Ying Wujiu suddenly came to his senses, his pupils shrank: "When can you move?"
Lu Yan spread his legs and bent his waist slightly. His well-defined profile fell into the shadows. His voice was low and hoarse, as if he was sighing: "My Lord, I'm afraid you are not able to do it. Let me take over."
Men can't stand to hear the word "no" the most, but Ying Wujiu really seemed to be unable to do it. He was angry and furious, but he could only let Lu Yan do what he wanted. The faint spiritual energy filled the air above the bed curtains, and the two of them had achieved the magic of practicing together.
There are still ten days left before the Sword Competition. Lu Yan feels that his cultivation has improved greatly every time he finishes his double cultivation. He is making great progress day by day.
Ying Wujiu's cultivation was much higher than his, and he was unwilling to use his secret method to nourish him. Instead, it was naturally Lu Yan who nourished Ying Wujiu. Fortunately, Ying Wujiu's cultivation was not bad, so a little bit less was not a big deal. He recovered in just half an hour.
On the eve of the Sword-Asking Competition, Lu Yan stood at the gate of the courtyard looking up at the sky with melancholy. It was true that his cultivation was improving by leaps and bounds, but Ying Wujiu seemed to have no intention of getting out of bed. The body of a cultivator was really too good.
The plan to stay in bed failed, so I had to think of another way.
Lu Yan didn't really take care of things. The management of the Swordsmanship Competition was ostensibly given to him, but in reality, it was all thrown to Tang Su. Fortunately, although the other party was a shrewd man, he handled these things in an orderly manner:
"General Manager, this year's Sword Contest will be held at Feijue Peak as usual. The golden carriage and celestial horse are ready. It will take about half a day to get there from Fuyue City. The prizes for the top three will still come from the Demon Realm. The third place will be an ancient Chilong sword, the second place will be a volume of top-grade sword skills, and as for the champion..."
Tang Su suddenly fell silent while speaking, seeming to be hesitant.
Lu Yan came back to his senses and looked at him: "What happened to the leader?"
Tang Su said: "The Lord said that the prize for first place is kept secret for the time being, but the rumor got out of hand and somehow got distorted. It said that as long as you can defeat the heroes in the Sword Contest, you can... get the Heart Spirit."
Lu Yan's first thought was that it was impossible. The Heart Soul was such a divine object that Ying Wujiu had never shown to outsiders. He had only taken a glance at it himself. How could he possibly use it as a prize? No one with a brain would believe it. However, there are always exceptions. Those famous and upright sects were so eager to find the Heart Soul that they had long lost their minds. They might really hear the news and rush over.
Oh no, wouldn’t that mean the six major sects are besieging Guangmingding?
Lu Yan frowned and thought for a moment: "I remember there is a realm-breaking pill in Tianbao Pavilion. Anyone who takes this medicine below the Yuanying stage can jump one realm. Those above the Yuanying stage and below the Mahayana stage can jump half a realm. It's not bad to use it as a prize. You spread the news, lest some lunatic hears the rumor and comes to the Demon Realm to steal my heart and soul."
Tang Su said with a bitter face: "I also advised the master in this way, but the master said that he had his own arrangements for this matter and told us not to worry about it."
This is really strange, what exactly does Ying Wujiu plan to do?
Lu Yan wanted to ask, but Ying Wujiu had gained some luck in the past few days of practicing dual cultivation with him, and the bottleneck seemed to have been broken. He had been staying in the room and had ordered that no one was allowed to enter, so he had no way to force his way in.
Lu Yan lowered his head and pondered for a moment: "In this case, you should do as the Lord says and bring all the accompanying guards, as many as you can."
Tang Su said: "The troops and horses are ready. The two generals Fengsha and Shikui will accompany us, and there is also the Saint Shuimei."
Lu Yan heard a strange name from Tang Su: "Saint Water Charm?"
Tang Su made a look and raised her chin slightly, motioning Lu Yan to look at the Red Maple Water Pavilion not far away. There she saw a beautiful woman in blue standing quietly in the corridor, with her ink-black hair hanging behind her, tied up with a few ribbons. She had the style of an ancient country, like the gurgling of weak water, and was as precious as gold and jade.
The corpse puppet happened to be leading the team on a patrol, and the woman stood in the corridor and watched without boredom. Unfortunately, the man who had lost all emotions had a wooden expression and did not even glance at her.
Tang Su explained, "This saint lady doesn't show up easily. She seems to be calm, but she seems to be interested in the corpse puppet general. Unfortunately, she fell in love with a wooden man."
His tone could not hide the raging gossip fire, and even carried a hint of regret.
Coincidentally, Lu Yan had saved a lot of energy in the past two days. Coupled with Tang Su's suggestion, the control panel suddenly beeped three times:
[Ding! Congratulations, you have unlocked the novel character - Shui Mei's life story. ]
[Ding! Congratulations, you have unlocked the novel character——Life of Corpse Puppet. 】
[Ding! Congratulations, you have unlocked the novel character - Tang Su's life story. ]
The first two were fine. Although Lu Yan was somewhat shocked by the story of the water spirit and the corpse puppet, he was more shocked by the introduction of Tang Su:
[Ancient demon - Hanba]
[A thousand years ago, he brought disaster to the world, causing drought wherever he passed. Fortunately, he was taken in by the Demon Lord Fu Guang during his travels, and has been loyal to him ever since. Later, he changed his name to Tang Su and sneaked into the Wuwang Sect. He became a direct disciple of Dan Yue and communicated privately with the Demon Realm...]
[Because of his heart and soul, he was sent by Tan Yue to lurk in the Demon Realm...]
【Character Review: "His Life as a Spy"】
Lu Yan slowly turned his head to look at Tang Su, unable to hide his shock: "!!!"
Holy shit, this bastard is actually Ying Wujiu's spy? ! !
Tang Su was stunned by his gaze, and subconsciously took two steps back, rubbing the back of his neck which was cold: "General Manager, why are you looking at me like that?"
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