Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Snake is in love
The naked boy's face flushed as if he had reached ecstasy, he held his filthy skirt and sobbed, his pink body was so beautiful as if he had just been raped, his slender limbs were curled up and twitching pitifully.
Soon, the light mist blue skirt became even dirtier, covered with filth, sticky like the mucus spit out by some animal.
He stared at the azure sky absentmindedly, with tears welling up in his eyes.
Not enough... not enough, not enough.
He wanted the real senior sister, he wanted the joy of the last spiritual intercourse, and even more he wanted the intercourse that had faded so much in his memory that he could no longer feel it.
After the extreme happiness, he was left with only indescribable emptiness and confusion.
Only now did he begin to wonder why his senior sister wanted to chop off his head?
He was so handsome and everyone liked him, so why did the senior sister chop off his head alone?
Senior Sister doesn't like his head, why doesn't she like his head...
The more I think about it, the less I understand him.
He was born a demon, and could only guess the cause and effect of demonic nature.
So, he wondered, was it because he hadn't poured his heart out to her that she couldn't see his sincerity? Or was it because... she had fallen for someone else?
As he thought of this, his pupils contracted and his field of vision widened. All the snakes in Fenjing Peak became eyes, and then he saw his senior sister talking to the bamboo spirit.
The snake hiding in the tree saw Mingyueyi in the cave just relighting the incense when a crisp sound suddenly came from outside the door.
"Ming Daojun, are you there?"
Mingyueyi opened the window and looked out, recognizing that it was He Wujiu's sword servant.
Xiao Zhu pried at the unlocked door and looked at the woman leaning against the window. "Daojun, my master asked me to tell you that the bamboo shoots in the yard are ripe. Would you like to come and dig them up?"
Bamboo shoots? I think I mentioned before that I was going to dig bamboo shoots.
The plot of being sacrificed to the sword is imminent, and she must get close to He Wujiu as soon as possible. She almost forgot about her business because of the monster.
"Wait a moment, I'll be there soon." Mingyueyi raised his voice to answer it.
When Xiaozhu heard her agreement, the cricket pupa burrowed into the soil and went back first.
Mingyueyi closed the window and found a clean dress to change into. Before opening the door to go out, she couldn't help but look back at the quiet and empty bedroom, and then followed Xiaozhu out of the cave.
And all of this fell into another pair of eyes.
Digging bamboo shoots...
Yes, senior sister likes He Wujiu.
The young man looked up with dazed eyes, and there were a few drops of scarlet blood hanging on his long crow feathers. When he broke through the skin, he could not control his body and unconsciously cried out blood as tears.
He didn't care about the scarlet tears falling from the corners of his eyes. He was only thinking about Mingyueyi. Jealousy took over his mind, and every inch of his body was filled with crazy jealousy.
I should think of some way to transfer the love that my senior sister has for others to him.
Senior Sister hated demons, but he had accidentally exposed himself in front of her.
How to make senior sister forget?
How to make senior sister not resist him?
How to let Senior Sister continue to follow and imprison him...
Senior sister, senior sister, senior sister, senior sister...
After a long time, the young man lying on the ground finally adapted to his new body. His eyes rolled stiffly for a few moments, then he slowly sat up, walked forward with his long, slender and powerful legs bare, picked up the storage bag that had fallen on the ground, and then took out a clean robe from it and put it on.
Soon he returned to his usual docile appearance, raised his fingers to push aside the long grass and walked on the stone road, as if the strange scene that had just happened had never existed, and he was still the young sword-cultivating genius that everyone admired.
When he walked out of the long grass, the monk who had been hiding in the tree heard a strange noise. He turned around and saw who it was, and his eyes suddenly widened.
Hu Ming looked at the young man, whose beauty was not concealed by the filth of lust, and subconsciously murmured, "Pu, Pu... Pu Junior Brother!"
Fortunately, the sound was small and no one noticed.
Hu Ming continued to follow him quietly, and his eyes couldn't stop glancing at him.
He had just seen Pu Yuemin alone, and was originally delighted to go up and meet him by chance, but unexpectedly the young man was walking towards Senior Sister Ming's cave, and it was difficult for him to follow him, so in order to strike up a conversation with the young man, he waited not far from the cave.
Although he didn't see when Pu Yuemin came out, the two men and women were alone for almost two incense sticks of time. When she came out again, she had even changed her clothes, and not only that, she also exuded the scent of lust.
Everything revealed what happened between the young man and Senior Sister Ming in there.
He followed behind anxiously and thought about it. The more he thought about it, the deeper his jealousy became, but he did not reach the point of killing someone.
Hu Ming followed behind him, thinking about how to appear in front of him in a natural way.
The young man seemed to notice that he had been following behind him, walking slowly and leisurely towards the deserted place.
When there was no one around, the young man suddenly stopped and looked back. His gentle gaze penetrated the leaves that hid people and fell directly on him, and his pale lips moved.
"Senior Brother."
The boy remembered him.
Hu Ming's heart suddenly jumped, and he subconsciously jumped down from the hidden tree. As soon as he landed, he heard the young man's smiling voice.
"So it really is Senior Brother Hu."
Got cheated.
Hu Ming looked at the handsome young man not far away with embarrassment. When their eyes met, he could vaguely see that his pupils were strangely black, as if hiding an alluring whirlpool, which aroused the malice in his heart.
He was the most promising inner disciple of Fenjing Peak to become Sword Master's personal disciple, and he had even made preparations to achieve good results in the upcoming sect competition and be noticed by Sword Master. However, a young man suddenly appeared out of nowhere and surpassed everyone else to become Sword Master's personal disciple.
He was reluctant at first, but the new junior brother was gifted, fragile and slender, and treated people very well, and there was nothing wrong with him. He gradually became full of affection for this junior brother and wanted to make friends with him.
But although my junior brother seems to be as gentle as jade, not many people can really know him. The spirit stones that are usually sent to his cave are almost piled up like a mountain at the door, but he has never even looked at them.
Despite this, he was still willing to offer his accumulated spirit stones to his junior brother, hoping that he would be well.
But why is it that the junior brother not only does not see his kindness and respect, but instead sells his body to please the senior sister, and hangs around the senior sister, completely ignoring the goodwill of these people. It is useless for him to indulge in women's skirts like this.
If not, don’t give it to him.
Before he knew it, Hu Ming summoned his magic weapon and attacked the young man with a mad look.
The young man had probably just arrived and had no chance to fight back, so he was quickly knocked to the ground.
Hu Ming was not satisfied. He stepped forward with a long sword, strangled his neck, and dragged him into the woods, saying some words that he had never cared about before.
"Brother Pu, am I treating you badly? Why did you ignore me when I spoke to you? The spirit stones that the other brothers and sisters and I sent to your cave residence together, you didn't even touch them. Yet, this time you went out and gave your life weapon to Sister Ming. You are clearly extremely talented, yet you even offered your body to please Sister Ming. You shouldn't do this. You are the most gifted swordsman, and you shouldn't be contaminated by filth."
His face was hideous, his eyes were filled with unwilling madness, and he was so mad that he almost exploded.
The handsome young man lying on the ground did not struggle. Xiujun's neck was in a strange curve. He tilted his head to look at him. His eyes were so black that they were turning red. His cold face seemed to contain a smile.
"What are you laughing at?" Hu Ming accidentally saw that he was still laughing at this time, and his unwillingness turned into resentment.
The young man remained silent, his smiling eyes filled with pity.
Hu Ming strangled him tightly until he was barely breathing and could not even lift his eyelids, and only then did he gradually wake up from his inexplicable madness.
He was shocked to find that he had strangled Pu Yuemin half to death.
"Junior Brother Pu, I'm sorry. How are you? Are you okay?" Hu Ming was about to help him up when his eyes accidentally swept over him and suddenly found that the thing on his head was a magical weapon left behind by a powerful Taoist before his death.
I haven't shed blood yet.
There is no magic weapon that requires blood oath to recognize the owner. If he could use it, his cultivation would definitely be improved to a higher level, or even break through.
Once he breaks through, the Sword Master might see that he is a genius in sword cultivation and accept him as his disciple. With the generous elixirs and magic tools provided by direct disciples, he might even surpass his senior brother and break through the realm step by step. Maybe, maybe he can even become the sword cultivator with the greatest hope of ascending to heaven.
But the prerequisite for all this is that he must be a direct disciple, and now the quota for direct disciples is full.
Hu Ming was filled with jealousy and resentment in his heart, but when he saw the blood-red hairband, it gradually gathered and turned into greed.
He reached out and touched the headband on his head, and a murderous thought stronger than before flashed through his mind.
Killing people for treasures is very common in this world, but it is not allowed within the sect.
Anyway, there is no one around now, and no one saw him kill his junior brother.
Hu Ming released the breathless beautiful young man and raised the longsword in his hand to point at his heart. With a rather hypocritical look of hurt on his face, he said, "Junior brother, please forgive me. After you die, I will definitely work hard to break through. If I can ascend to become a saint, I will definitely retrieve your soul."
Hypocritical words and an ugly look of greed fell into Pu Yuemin's eyes.
He was not afraid, but instead raised the corners of his lips and silently moved his bloodless lips.
Brother Hu, thank you.
What's there to thank when you're about to die?
Hu Ming understood it with surprise. Although he was puzzled, he still did not loosen the sword in his hand and stabbed it directly into the boy's chest.
However, it did not penetrate the heart completely, but was suddenly hit on the shoulder.
Following the girl's angry cry, Hu Ming was knocked against a tree with his sword, and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
But he didn't bother to wipe the blood from his lips. He looked up in shock and saw the girl coming on a sword. All his jealousy and greed turned into fear.
It's all over.
Guan Qingyun quickly jumped off the sword and helped the young man who had fallen to the ground with a large pool of blood on his chest. "Junior brother, are you okay?"
The young man said nothing, turned his head to look at Hu Ming who looked distraught not far away, and slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing that he was unconscious, Guan Qingyun anxiously used his spiritual power to protect his heart and suppress the bleeding.
If she hadn't planned to meet Mingyueyi, she wouldn't have happened to see Junior Brother Pu being murdered.
Guan Qingyun made sure that the young man's life would not be in danger, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at the murderer Hu Ming.
"Junior Sister Guan, no, it's not what you see." Hu Ming's face showed a miserable expression, and he was now completely sober.
He didn't know why he did such a thing, and the person he murdered was actually his popular junior brother Pu.
Guan Qingyun didn't want to listen to his excuses, believing only what he had seen with his own eyes. He helped the blood-soaked youth onto the sword and said coldly to the monk not far away, "If you have anything to say, save it for Master."
Hearing this, Hu Ming's heart completely sank.
His life is over.
Guan Qingyun was worried about Pu Yuemin, so he tied up Hu Ming and asked the crane to take him to the admonition hall. Then he took the young man and flew to his cave on a sword.
She had only been to her junior brother's cave once, when she drugged him last time. She still remembered how cold it was inside.
When he first landed, Guan Qingyun tried to help the young man covered in blood, but was inadvertently avoided.
"Senior Sister Guan." Even though she was weak, her voice was clear and pleasant.
Guan Qingyun's heart trembled, and he forgot his distant attitude just now.
"What happened, Junior Brother?"
The young man's face was sickly pale. He didn't care about his own injuries. Instead, he asked in a gentle voice, "Sister Guan, are you going to look for my sister?"
That road leads to Mingyueyi Cave Mansion ahead.
Guan Qingyun nodded: "Yes, I went to find her."
"Is that so?" Pu Yuemin murmured with his eyelashes drooping, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Guan Qingyun took a quick glance at him and discovered that his eyelashes were black, long, and dense, more beautiful than a woman's. When fanned with a palm-leaf fan, they looked like two cicada wings.
It looks really good.
Guan Qingyun was fascinated until the beautiful young man in front of him raised his eyelashes again, and his pale face looked like the jade porcelain Guanyin who was deeply worshipped by the mortal world.
He said, "Senior Sister Guan, please don't tell anyone about what happened today, and don't let Senior Sister know. I'm afraid she'll worry. Okay?"
It is no secret in Qingyun Sect that Junior Brother is kind-hearted.
Guan Qingyun was so bewitched by the beauty that he agreed without hesitation, completely forgetting that he had already tied Hu Ming up and taken him to the disciplinary hall.
The young man smiled brightly, his clear black eyes filled with spring-like gratitude: "Thank you, Senior Sister Guan."
Guan Qingyun's mind was clouded by what he saw, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "No thanks, no thanks."
The young man smiled and said, "Go find my senior sister."
"Oh, okay." Guan Qingyun turned around in a daze and walked towards Mingyueyi's cave.
It was not until she was about to approach Mingyueyi's cave that she came to her senses.
No, how can Junior Brother handle the injury alone?
Just as he was about to turn around and go back, he met Mingyueyi who was heading towards the Lusen Cave.
"Junior Sister Guan?"
The woman's voice interrupted the thought that had just arisen in Guan Qingyun's mind.
She turned and saw Ming Yueyi approaching, wondering, "Didn't they say your cultivation has regressed and your spiritual roots have been damaged? Where are you going instead of resting in the cave?"
Ming Yueyi saw that although she looked dissatisfied, her tone was full of concern, so she smiled and said, "It's nothing serious. Just now, the eldest brother asked Xiao Zhu to come and ask me to dig bamboo shoots."
"Big Brother called you?" Guan Qingyun paused, then widened his eyes, a look of jealousy on his face as he said, "Big Brother didn't even call me."
Ming Yueyi laughed, "You don't like bamboo shoots."
Guan Qingyun didn't like what she heard, and squinted at her and said, "If you don't like it, you can't go? I still like Senior Brother."
After saying this, as if afraid that the two of them would do something when they were alone, he hurried forward, hugged Mingyueyi's arm and said, "No, no, I want to go too."
Mingyueyi had no choice but to let her hold her hand and walk towards the Lucerne Cave.
The two of them left together while talking.
No one noticed that there was someone behind them.
The boy was slender and handsome, with black hair like clouds. His erect snake-like pupils were gazing at Ming Yueyi in the distance in fascination. His red smock, blown by the wind, seemed to be covered in red blood, and he was eerily beautiful.
After the two men disappeared, he turned and walked towards the cave.
After approaching the inner courtyard, he walked step by step towards the woman's bedroom.
Reach out and push the door open.
The smell of blood and incense inside was long gone. The table and wooden stool stained with blood had been moved away and there was no time to replace them, so the room looked empty.
His eyes fell on the only bed not far away that had not been changed. His pupils trembled, and the legs under him turned into a thick, snow-white tail as he approached the bed.
Senior sister’s couch.
Senior sister’s bedding.
Senior sister's...
He lay on the couch, excitedly counting the things Mingyueyi had left behind, until he saw the underwear left on the bed, which had not yet been taken off.
Senior sister's...
He tilted his head and looked at it, his tongue welling up with saliva. He couldn't help but crawl forward and bury his face in it, breathing wildly.
It belongs to senior sister, it belongs to senior sister, it belongs to senior sister.
My senior sister had just worn it and took it off, so the scent was stronger than that of old clothes.
He sniffed fervently as if addicted, and his frantic movements followed the white snake's tail on the bed, which entangled the bedpost. The boy, buried in the woman's underwear, had his ears exposed from his black hair, abnormally swollen with blood.
After a long while, he raised his sickly flushed face with a slight gasp, and suddenly loosened the snake's tail that was about to break the bedpost, and coiled it around under his body.
The young man sat naturally on the couch where Mingyueyi was practicing with a dignified and well-behaved posture, looking around with a smile, quietly waiting for her to come back.
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