Chapter 34 Chapter 34 (Update) Snake is greedy...
The boy had always been well-behaved and obedient. Following her command, he grabbed her hand and exerted force a few times. Then, when he was about to lose control, he turned sideways and grabbed the hem of her skirt that was winding around her.
Even when it was over, he still didn't forget to listen to her. He sighed very restrainedly, but his cheeks were flushed red as if he was trying hard to maintain his reserve, and his eyes revealed a bit of crazy and joyful happiness.
He was clearly the one who was satisfied, but Mingyueyi didn't seem to be doing much better.
She fell down beside him as if exhausted, staring blankly at the color on the misty blue snow satin.
Like douzhi being spilled.
She stared at the liquid seeping out from between his clenched fingers, and as her consciousness gradually regained consciousness, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Familiar... so familiar, as if I've had a similar experience before.
She searched deep into her forgotten memories, and finally found the memories that were almost forgotten.
It seemed that she had been affected by the plot in that life. In order to humiliate Pu Yuemin and wear down his Tao heart, she fed him fox demon poison. At that time, she even stood high before him, watching him being tortured by lust, and finally trampled on him with her feet as if giving alms.
Although her memory had become so blurred over the years that it was difficult to recall the specific scene, when it suddenly came to her mind, she still felt like she was stung by an ant, and her scalp went numb.
It wasn't because the memories were so faded that they couldn't be pieced together into a complete picture, but because she discovered that the fox demon poison in Pu Yuemin's body should have appeared after he was imprisoned, but he had it now.
Did the plot collapse, or did Heaven realize that she wouldn't do this and repair it in advance?
Mingyueyi felt dizzy and grabbed a wooden frame beside him to get up.
Suddenly, a young man's elegant voice was heard outside.
"Is Junior Sister in there?"
The tone is affirmative, not questioning.
Mingyueyi didn't know why He Wujiu came back again and came to her for an inexplicable reason. She was in a mess now, and she didn't respond. Instead, she lowered her eyes to look at the disheveled young man lying beside her.
"Senior Sister, what should I do? I'm going to be discovered." He raised his head, whispered silently, and a faint smile leaked from the corners of his red eyes.
The four windows were tightly closed, and the room was dark. Only a thin light came through the gaps and fell on him. The once handsome and extraordinary boy did not look like a gentle and kind Bodhisattva sitting on a high platform, but more like a plaything that was ravaged miserably after being taken away to replenish his yin.
Beautiful, delicate, and a wave of affection that anyone could step on.
At this moment, Xia Niang was looking at the closed door outside, and she couldn't help but think that she was on her way back just now, but she met a junior brother. The junior brother casually said, "Senior Sister Ming is helping Junior Brother Pu who has a relapse of his old illness. Why didn't you go to the pharmacist, but went to the meditation room instead?" He Wujiu, who was about to return to the cave, turned around abruptly.
Xia Niang followed him all the way.
Now she and He Wujiu had been waiting at the door for such a long time, but there was no response from inside, so they couldn't help but think that there was no one there.
Xia Niang yawned and shouted, "There shouldn't be anyone inside. Why don't we go back first?"
The young man standing outside the door stared at the tightly closed door, still standing there motionless, as if waiting for someone to open the door.
Not long after, the tightly closed door was opened, and a woman's hibiscus-colored face appeared from inside.
Ming Yueyi looked at the two people standing outside the door in surprise: "Big Brother, why are you here? Didn't you go back to the cave?"
He Wujiu's eyes passed over her face, peeking inside, his tone as gentle as usual: "I just met a junior fellow on the road. He said you helped a sick junior fellow here, so I came to see if you needed help."
Seeing him peeking into the inner room, Ming Yueyi didn't try to stop him but instead opened the door wide, saying with a smile, "Junior brother just fainted for no apparent reason, just like before. I've just used Fu Sheng to examine his entire body."
She explained to him without leaving any trace, that the reason she didn't respond just now was that she was using Fu Sheng to heal people's wounds in there.
He Wujiu walked into the house upon hearing this and asked with concern, "Is Junior Brother okay now?"
When he stepped into the room, he could vaguely smell an indescribable fragrance that came from nowhere and filled all directions. It was as if he had entered a place marked as occupied by something, which made him feel particularly uncomfortable.
Ming Yueyi followed behind him and said helplessly, "It's still the same as last time, I can't see anything, but now it's okay."
He Wujiu ignored the strange fragrance and turned his gaze to the young man who was lying on a mat not far away, dressed neatly and with an abnormally flushed face.
He walked forward and squatted in front of Pu Yuemin, reaching out his hand to check his temperature.
Before he could touch him, the young man who was sleeping with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to avoid his hand.
He Wujiu's hand just hovered in place.
Pu Yuemin seemed to have just woken up and stood up lazily. As she moved, her long hair like black satin fell from her shoulders to the ground.
He looked at the people in the room with a smile, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Why are you all here?"
Mingyue glanced at his face, which was still flushed and clearly aroused, and continued calmly, "Big Brother heard that you were ill and came here out of concern for you."
Upon hearing this, Pu Yuemin looked at the young man who calmly withdrew his hand and smiled softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother. I'm fine now after you helped me. I feel very relieved."
The last sentence seemed to reassure He Wujiu, but also seemed to have other intentions.
He Wujiu stared into the boy's harmless black eyes.
Although the junior brother looks fragile, he is not only extremely talented but also treats people well, so many people are willing to help him. It is not the first time that the junior sister has helped the junior brother alone, but he vaguely feels that something is wrong, but he can't tell what went wrong.
Xia Niang didn't notice the strange atmosphere. She stepped forward and picked up the clothes on He Wujiu's shoulders, complaining, "Daoist Master Wujiu, I'm so sleepy... If you don't go back now, I won't be able to hold on any longer."
If she doesn't go back, her life will really collapse. Don't blame her if she is exposed.
He Wujiu took her hint and stood up silently. When he looked at Ming Yueyi again, his lips were filled with the warm, doting expression of a brother as always. "Junior sister's body hasn't recovered yet. If Junior brother gets into trouble next time, you can send me a message and I'll help him."
He Wujiu could help with other things, but he really couldn't help with what was happening today.
Ming Yueyi's eyes curved like Crescent Moon Lake, and she smiled, revealing her rare sharp fangs: "Well, I get it."
Junior sister has always been very obedient.
He Wujiu looked at the woman's canine teeth pressing down on her lower lip, and all the inexplicable subtle emotions disappeared. He reached out and touched her head.
Ming Yueyi frowned and dodged, complaining to him: "Brother, I just washed my hair, don't touch it."
He Wujiu laughed and apologized repeatedly: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, Senior Brother."
The young man has a gentle demeanor and treats people kindly, like a piece of jade that has been polished without any sharp edges. The woman is like the silk thread weaving the jade. They are a natural match and should be entangled with each other endlessly.
Xia Niang was secretly amazed and curled her lips, not wanting to look anymore. She turned her head and saw the young man kneeling on the mat. She found that he was very quiet.
It was unusually quiet.
He seemed to be alone in a clear and bright little world surrounded by fairy mist. His smile was fake, only visible on the surface, while his inside was shrouded in a confusing mist and could not be seen clearly.
The saint, who seemed to be kind by nature, half-closed his eyes and stared at the hand that He Wujiu had touched the woman's head. His eyes were full of jealousy, as if he had a machete in his hand and would cut off that hand with a smile.
For no reason, Xia Niang felt a chill on her back.
That chill remained with her until she left with He Wujiu.
That's so weird, that boy.
He Wujiu left with Xia Niang again, and Mingyueyi did not stay here any longer. He left Chongritai with a broad sword on his back.
The deserted meditation room was wide open. A young man lay on his side on a mat, his long black hair spreading over his thin ankles. The crimson setting sun outside seemed to splash a few red rays of light on his open, inky eyes.
Such a beautiful scene naturally fell into the eyes of another person.
The outer disciples who clean the Chongri Terrace will take turns to clean the Chongri Terrace on their days off.
He had just come here today and wanted to secretly enjoy the meditation room that only inner disciples could have, but he happened to see Senior Sister Ming from Fenjing Peak, helping the young man who was unattainable in the eyes of everyone to this meditation room.
It was too late for him to get out, so he had to use the magic weapon with hidden aura that he got by chance, and hide secretly in the cabinet door, praying that the two people would leave as soon as possible and not be discovered.
Unexpectedly, Senior Sister Ming did not notice him, but he saw everything that happened inside clearly through the gap in the cabinet door.
Senior Sister Ming took advantage of Junior Brother Pu's illness and forced herself on him, but Junior Brother Pu did not resist.
What a beautiful face, and a tripod body.
Thinking of Brother He standing at the door and what Sister Ming whispered to Brother Pu, the disciple outside the door who was still lying under the bed looked at the handsome young man lying motionless on the mat not far away, greed in his eyes.
If he got such a beautiful furnace, he would not despise it even if it was a man.
The disciple outside crawled out from under the bed, quietly closed the door, and turned to look at Pu Yuemin lying on the ground.
The godlike junior brother was the best to people, and he had also received favors from them.
So now if you are asked to do me a favor again, I think I will not refuse it. I am such a kind person.
The disciples outside the sect walked towards him greedily, but before they got close, their calves seemed to be entangled by something and they could not move a step.
He looked down.
They were several slender black snakes with scarlet tongues.
When he looked in the direction of the black snake, he found that the long black hair on the head of the sleeping boy not far away seemed to come alive, and was now wrapped around his calves, thighs, waist, and even his mouth, nose, eyes and ears.
The disciple outside the sect didn't even have time to scream in fear, his plea for mercy drowned out in the depths of his throat, his entire skin was squeezed and deformed, and then the little snake's sharp teeth bit his wrinkled skin and tore it to both sides as if for fun.
The human skin was torn off alive, blood splattered on the ground and also landed on the boy's pure and flawless face, making the thin skin look paler and colorless.
The disciple outside the sect fell to the ground, and his bloody body was used as a playful piece of cloth by the naughty little snakes, which kept wriggling inside it like parasites on rotten meat.
The setting sun outside finally fell as the disciple outside the door was eaten whole, flesh and bones, by the little snake. Pu Yuemin slowly opened his eyes, propped up his body lazily, and looked at the cold moonlight peeking in from the window.
He raised his hand to stroke her increasingly beautiful face, his eyes gloomy as he glanced at her long hair that fell to the ground, which was black, soft and shiny.
Greed again.
He didn't want to eat such disgusting things anymore.
I want to eat my senior sister...
He once again lay limply on the ground as if boneless, curled up and trembled until his pale cheeks turned slightly red again, and the tip of his scarlet tongue couldn't help but let out an excited hiss from his lips.
Eat the softest, smallest and cutest part of Senior Sister.
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