Chapter 49 Chapter 49 (Update) Snake comforts...
Ming Yueyi felt deeply that his body was exploding with spiritual energy. He could not hear the young man's dark whispers. His face was pale with fragility between his eyebrows and eyes. His shoulder blades would twitch from time to time, indicating that he was experiencing excessive spiritual energy and was swollen uncomfortably.
The young man staring at her slowly revealed a look of pity even weaker than her own. He gently soothed her discomfort, muttering something sinister, "Then punish Senior Sister. Let's have sex in front of him."
The man that senior sister likes is outside. Not only is he invited by He Wujiu, but He Wujiu will even guard the door for him, allowing him to make love with senior sister inside and experience the most wonderful happiness in the world.
Just imagining it, he couldn't help but hiss with excitement, and a scarlet snake tongue sang out. A snow-white snake quietly emerged from the darkness, and its cold tail wrapped around her ankle, rubbing the small and cute short bones lovingly.
The dim candlelight danced on Mingyueyi's skirt, and it seemed as if something was moving, wriggling, coiling and bulging inside.
As the hem of the skirt was pushed up to the knees, the beautiful white snake tail covered with hard and fine scales, carrying a cool breath, penetrated into the misty blue skirt like pear blossoms.
The upward snake's tail sent a chill across her tender skin, causing her to shudder several times. Her pale face gradually turned red, and a soft sound escaped from her lips: "Hmm..."
The young man, who was immersed in the warmth, fluttered his thick, curled eyelashes quickly for a few moments when he heard the sound, then he lifted his thin and wet eyelids, and stared at her with his red pupils.
It was like hearing it for the first time, and I was frozen in place, unable to move.
Ming Yueyi felt the cold friction again and let out a soft "hmm". He quickly came to his senses and hugged her excitedly and obsessively.
His entire face was buried in the crook of her neck, and he excitedly encouraged her, "Senior Sister, you're so pitiful, scream again."
Mingyueyi didn't say anything else.
The boy couldn't wait any longer because she couldn't speak again.
He kissed her white neck flatteringly, panting softly and urging her, "Senior Sister...call me again, so pitiful, I love it so much."
The hard snake tail seemed to be rubbing the delicate area on purpose. She was in a daze, feeling only the tingling and emptiness spreading to her limbs. Her body was strangled by the vine-like force, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Mingyueyi couldn't stand the strange feeling in her body and finally let out a soft moan.
"Ah... still so pitiful." He heard what he wished for. The infatuated expression seemed to be reflected on her beautiful skin. Also because of excitement, the snake tail under her skirt kept comforting her.
Mingyueyi bent her knees and the snake's tail was clamped.
Unable to stop the excessive speed, she let out intermittent groans from her throat.
So pitiful, so pitiful, so pitiful, so cute...
Ming Yueyi's ears were filled with such perverted whispers. In her hazy consciousness, she tried her best to wake up and see what kind of person could make such a fanatical and sticky whisper.
A stream of icy spiritual energy was pushed in by the friction, and the spiritual energy in the meridians stopped jostling due to the cold. The spiritual power gently caressed the meridians, and it was as gentle as a long stream of water.
The last sigh, like a gasp of "cute, pitiful" brushed past her ears hoarsely, and Mingyueyi was finally able to regain her scattered consciousness.
She slowly opened her lifeless eyes, and under the dim candlelight, she first saw the handsome young man lying on her.
His drooping cheeks were unusually flushed, and he was holding her in his arms naively and romantically like a cotton doll, rocking her tenderly on the quilt, with the red silk in her hair coiled around her neck like a snake.
The two people's black hair was spread all over the bed, looking strangely bright.
"Senior Sister, you're awake." He seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and saw her wake up and smile with slightly red eyes.
Pu... Pu Yuemin? !
Ming Yueyi stared at him blankly, and her consciousness woke up from the chaos. Especially when she saw that his robe was half loose, and his red and pink chest was rubbing against her intimately, an indescribable chill surged in her head.
She remembered that Pu Yuemin's head was crushed by the stone pillar until white pulp splattered, and his beautiful body was shriveled into a pool of rotten flesh and bones. But now, the young man in her body had no visible injuries on his face, and his handsome complexion was even more beautiful than before.
Is the one in front of him the snake demon he saw with his own eyes, or the 'junior brother' re-arranged by heaven?
Ming Yueyi hid the emotions in her eyes with her trembling eyelashes. She raised her hand and pinched his handsome neck which was raised with joy. She clenched her five fingers and pinched it tightly, then pushed forward with all her strength.
The young man seemed to have not expected that she would strangle him to death when she woke up. He lost his strength in confusion and was strangled by her in the messy bedding.
"Senior sister, it's me. You're pinching me so hard." He blinked pitifully, enjoying it so much that he couldn't breathe.
Mingyueyi held him down tightly, and spiritual power gathered in his palm.
Just when Mingyueyi was about to strangle him, the door behind him was suddenly kicked open.
"Junior sister."
He Wujiu heard the noise inside and broke in. He saw two people entangled in the bed with their clothes in disarray, and the usually gentle junior sister was now pinching the junior brother whose eyes were rolled back.
Seeing that the young man was about to suffocate to death, He Wujiu's eyebrows jumped. He stepped forward and grabbed Ming Yueyi's arm to restrain her movements: "Junior sister, wake up, that's my junior brother."
Mingyueyi was suddenly interrupted. He looked up and saw He Wujiu, and he became a little more sober.
She didn't know where the plot was going to end, and she had no idea how powerful the monster in front of her was, so she couldn't alert it.
Ming Yueyi looked at the smiling boy who was almost strangled to death, and gradually loosened his grip until he fell backwards powerlessly.
He Wujiu held her in his arms and felt the pulse in her neck.
Ming Yueyi raised her eyes and asked him breathlessly, "Brother, why is he here?"
He Wujiu put his hand down when he saw her pulse was normal. He explained, "You suddenly fainted just now. I asked you to help you clear the blockage in your spiritual energy."
"Even soothing the spiritual power is not possible..." Ming Yueyi said, but paused when his eyes fell on the young man on the bed.
The young man on the couch, whose face was red from being pinched, had his black hair covering his face. He was looking gloomily through his hair at the two people hugging each other. His eyelashes were still wet with tears from excessive suffocation, making him look particularly pitiful.
She was not as naked as imagined, but her clothes were disheveled as if they had been accidentally torn open during a struggle.
Just now she clearly felt his tail rubbing against her legs, and when she woke up she saw his entire chest was naked, so how could he be dressed neatly?
Everything before my eyes seemed to be an illusion.
Mingyueyi's gaze froze, and the words he was about to say were stuck in his throat.
He Wujiu looked over and found nothing wrong: "What's wrong, Junior Brother?"
The young man also raised his wet and red eyes, full of confusion about her accusations.
Ming Yueyi remained silent as the two of them looked at each other.
He Wujiu noticed that she had suddenly become speechless and raised his hand to touch her forehead. His gentle eyes were filled with concern. "Junior sister, what's wrong? Are you hallucinating because of the collapse of your spiritual power? You seem very strange now."
Something is very wrong.
Ming Yueyi looked at the young man who was almost strangled to death but did not resist at all not far away. If He Wujiu had not pulled her away in time, the young man might have died in the illusory world tonight.
If it was a monster, how could it let her pinch it without any resistance?
She couldn't help but wonder if she was really hallucinating, just like she always woke up unconsciously on the way to Puyuemin Cave recently.
"Junior sister?" He Wujiu called her.
Ming Yueyi suppressed her doubts and shook her head weakly, "No, I just woke up and saw it wrongly. It's okay."
He Wujiu was about to say something, but Ming Yueyi said, "Brother, I'm tired and want to rest first."
His words got stuck in his throat. "Okay."
He looked at the still panting boy again, "Junior brother, are you okay?"
He shook his head, slowly got up from the bed, and followed He Wujiu.
Before leaving, the young man turned around and smiled at Mingyueyi, who was sitting on the couch in plain clothes, with his beautiful lips opening and closing.
Senior sister, I will come to see you again tomorrow.
-
Mingyueyi didn't sleep all night.
Until the early morning, when the disciples of Chongritai began to attend morning classes one after another, she saw the young man standing not far away in the crowd as usual, as if he was looking for her.
Mingyueyi avoided his gaze and hid in the dark, watching the boy's every move.
"Junior Brother Bo."
Li Yiwei, who is usually in charge of all affairs of Chongritai, stopped the young man who just appeared.
Pu Yuemin glanced sideways, his gentle gaze resting on him. "Brother Li, why are you looking for me?"
Li Yiwei looked around, then looked at the person in front of him, and said concisely, "Junior brother, please excuse me for a moment."
Pu Yuemin opened his lips to refuse, but suddenly saw a misty blue figure turn around and walk towards the other side of the meditation room.
The senior sister knew that he would not refuse, so she went to wait for him in advance.
Only by watching him all the time could one guess so accurately.
So... Senior Sister loves him.
A faint blush appeared on the boy's thin and cold cheeks. He stopped uttering a refusal and gnashed out a soft and gentle agreement through his teeth.
"Brother, let's go to the meditation room and talk."
Chongri Terrace is a place for practicing swordsmanship, and matters can only be discussed in the meditation room.
Li Yiwei led the way, and intentionally or unintentionally took Pu Yuemin to the meditation room he had been to before.
There was a small copper lotus incense burner on the incense table, with tea placed beneath the curling green smoke. One could tell at a glance that it had been prepared in advance.
Li Yiwei raised his hand to invite: "Brother Pu, please."
Pu Yuemin lifted his robe, bent his knees, and sat down. He asked in a gentle voice, "I wonder what you want to say to me, brother?"
say what?
Li Yiwei looked at the beautiful young man in front of her.
Favored by heaven, the boy possesses an impeccable body and talents far beyond others, which makes people jealous and hate him, but also admire and worship him.
Li Yiwei sat across from him, lifting the teapot to pour clear tea, and pushed two fingers over: "Junior brother, an outer disciple went to Chongri Gate to clean on the day of rest, and has disappeared since then. I heard that you seemed to be at Chongri Terrace the entire day, and didn't return until dusk. So I wanted to ask which junior brother you have seen?"
Pu Yuemin looked over his shoulder and settled on a spot not far away. He shook his head absentmindedly, "I don't know."
Li Yiwei pressed on: "You haven't even seen it once?"
It wasn't that he wanted to doubt his junior fellow apprentice, but Pu Yuemin was the only one present that day, so he should have seen it before. He just wanted to know something about the situation so that he could deduce what had happened.
The evil spirit appeared again last night, and all the disciples outside the sect were uneasy. He needed to comfort those fellow disciples.
"Brother Pu, why don't you think about it again?"
Perhaps he was too impatient, Pu Yuemin withdrew his gaze and frowned in thought.
After a while, he gently raised his abnormally dark eyes and said in a gentle voice, "I was ill at the time, and Senior Sister helped me in here to rest. I vaguely seemed to see someone, but he came in and searched for a moment before leaving on his own."
Indeed, I have seen it before.
Li Yiwei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he blurted out, "Then why did you hide it, Junior Brother?"
He had been investigating this matter for a long time and had asked many people, but his junior brother had not said anything.
The young man tilted his head, his long hair cascading down like a waterfall, adorning the hem of his red and white robe. His handsome face showed a hint of innocence and bewilderment. "I didn't know my senior brother was looking for someone, and besides..."
Perhaps because the next words were not good, he paused for a few breaths before continuing, "When I woke up, the storage bag was gone."
this……
Li Yiwei's eyes froze. He didn't expect to get such an answer.
The storage bag of a direct disciple is different from that of the disciples inside and outside the sect, especially the little disciple that is the most favored by Taoist Master Juezhen. He doesn’t need to guess how many treasures are in the storage bag.
Pu Yuemin added calmly, "That senior brother might just be borrowing my storage bag for a while. He might be back soon. Don't worry, senior brother."
This is probably not "borrowing temporarily" but stealing.
Even though the storage bag was lost, Junior Brother Pu remained calm and even defended the thief.
Li Yiwei felt ashamed of his suspicion just now. Everyone had seen his junior brother's kindness since the day he entered the mountain gate, and it was impossible for him to do anything bad.
He apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Brother Pu, I misunderstood you."
"No problem." The young man smiled, his eyes not fixed on his guilty face, but staring intently and passionately at something not far away.
Senior sister.
The atmosphere in the meditation room gradually became one of the senior brother's apology, and Mingyueyi felt there was no need to continue listening.
She was certain that Pu Yuemin must be a monster, and the disciple from outside the sect who came to clean that day was not someone who stole his storage bag and fled for fear of punishment, but must have discovered some secret and was killed by the monster.
Thinking of what happened that day, Mingyueyi pursed his lips and turned to leave the meditation room.
Not long after she left, the boy opened the door and looked in the direction she left with confusion in his eyes.
Why is Senior Sister hiding from him? He didn't do anything wrong this time.
-
Chongritai and Huiguo Cliff are not far from each other.
Mingyueyi did not return to the cave, but went to a deserted place.
The Thousand Stone Steps leading to Huiguo Cliff in Fenjing Peak are the least crowded.
She walked in front, and the boy followed slowly behind her, his eyes fixed on her from beginning to end, so fixed that he couldn't get rid of them.
Ming Yueyi couldn't help it finally, and suddenly stopped halfway up the mountain, turned around and looked at Pu Yuemin coldly.
"Why are you following me all the time?"
Seeing that she was willing to turn around and look at him, Pu Yuemin smiled and approached her step by step. "Sister, didn't you say you were going to Xueyun Peak? Why haven't you gone yet? Are you worried that the fox demon poison in my body seems to have relapsed and I can't do it alone, so you are worried about me and that's why you stayed?"
Fox Demon Poison, Fox Demon Poison, he himself is a demon.
Ming Yueyi thought of how she had helped him before, and an indescribable disgust surged in his heart. He grasped the sword and stabbed at the approaching handsome young man.
He was completely defenseless against her and was stabbed through the chest by a sword.
Everything around stopped at this moment. The wind was filled with the smell of blood. Blood beads dripped down the sword and splashed into the puddle, turning into red ink.
The two of them maintained their posture stiffly.
The young man seemed to have no idea why she did this. He lowered his dark eyelids in confusion and stared blankly at the sword on his chest.
How could Senior Sister kill him? Wasn't she still going to help him cure the fox demon poison?
Ming Yueyi calmly thrust her long sword into his chest, her red lips coldly pursing, "Snake demon, you killed that outer disciple."
It was because of this matter.
Pu Yuemin raised his head gloomily, his eyebrows and eyes charming, his eyelashes wet and sticky. There was no embarrassment of being discovered in his tone, but instead he complained: "Senior Sister, you don't care about me. Why didn't you ask me about how I was almost killed before? Instead, you scolded me."
He took her behavior as a warning, not knowing what he had done wrong to make her so angry. He thought she should protect him as before.
"sophistry."
Ming Yueyi coldly looked at the white snake scales that appeared on his cheeks, like a white porcelain body covered in frost. Her eyes became fierce and she asked, "Why on earth are you pestering me?"
Mentioning this, the boy's lips, which had faded to black white, curled up into a strange smile, "Of course I like Senior Sister and want to practice dual cultivation with her."
It was the senior sister who said that as long as he was good, she would practice dual cultivation with him again and form a covenant with him.
It was because of the promise she left that he had not set foot in the dark room for many years. Now it was time for the senior sister to fulfill her promise.
"I want to be with Senior Sister forever." He smiled with his fair cheeks flushed with shyness, and his watery peach blossom eyes were full of affection.
Mingyueyi choked at his words. She didn't expect that he would still disgust her even when he was about to die.
"Evil beast!" She really didn't know how to curse, and it took her a long while to squeeze out the words.
The boy was already accustomed to being scolded, and even when he heard the familiar name, he was like a puppy being called by its master, his beautiful eyes raised with anticipation, not caring at all that she held the sword that could pierce flesh in her hand, and his expression was passionate and focused as he wrapped his eyes around her face.
"Senior Sister...I'm here."
Ming Yueyi didn't want to scold him, but the boy responded with a smile, his fair and snowy cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and he walked towards her step by step, completely ignoring the pierced chest.
As he approached her infatuatedly, she couldn't help but step back.
Pu Yuemin knew every expression on her face. Before she was about to draw her sword to dodge, he stretched out his hand with a smile on his thin lips, grasped her wrist with his cold fingertips, and pulled it forward suddenly.
Then, he finally hugged her.
"Senior Sister, I've always been..." The young man held her body tightly, his hot face buried in her neck feverishly, and greedy whispers flowed from his lips.
What completely pierced him was the sword in Mingyueyi's hand, which was coated with medicinal juice and realgar powder that monsters naturally feared.
She couldn't tell whether he could feel pain or not. Not only was he groaning in agony, but there was something beneath his robe that was harder than the hilt of a sword.
You can even feel the obvious excitement.
It seems so cool.
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