Chapter 74 Chapter 74 Snake Grave
He could enter, but they couldn't practice dual cultivation. This was something that only couples who had formed a covenant and were so in love that they forgot everything else would do. Now she allowed him to enter.
There was a glimmer in his eyes, and his already beautiful face was stained with red desire. He leaned over and bit the fabric at her collar and tore it open.
The woman's body was snow-white, with delicate bones and strong muscles, and curvy figures that were voluptuous and graceful. When the last part of her skirt was taken off, her tight, flat belly seemed to be glowing with a soft, light pink.
"So small," he murmured softly, his palm resting on her belly.
Just enough to cover it with one palm.
Ming Yueyi shivered from the cold, biting her lower lip. Through a hazy blur, she saw him raise his slightly red face, kneel before her, and hold her slender waist with his palms. "Senior Sister, it's so small. Does it hurt?"
A body without spiritual power flowing in it is as sensitive as an ordinary person. The slightest abnormality will cause the whole body to tense up and the breathing to become disordered.
It doesn’t hurt, I just hold on.
She felt as if she was stuffed with a huge ball of cotton wool, and could not make a single sound. She could only grab the soft pillow and endure it.
The young man held her knee with one hand and placed the other hand on her belly to carefully measure the location.
Every time his fingertips brushed against her skin, she would shiver from the cold.
Her reaction pleased him.
Pu Yuemin half-closed his eyes, the veins on his neck bulging with blood from the violent shaking of the rough iron chain. He felt no pain, but instead smiled slyly, "I feel it."
What do you feel?
Mingyueyi's unfocused eyes glanced down and landed on the back of his hand.
He bent his fingers to make a bulging motion on the back of his hand, allowing her to see her bulging belly appearing and disappearing through his fingers.
"I can only go to my senior sister's place. She likes this place. She will bite me." He said hard.
Ming Yueyi turned her head away, a soft sound escaped from her lips, and her whole body turned a lychee red as time passed.
The waves rolled over the red mattress, and the two of them clung to each other in ecstasy.
When they reached the pinnacle of perfection, Ming Yueyi vaguely heard him ask her in his mad joy, "Senior Sister, we will be together forever, right?"
He seemed to be asking casually, but when the words fell into Mingyueyi's ears, they were like a tide being flattened. His emotions disappeared suddenly, and rationality returned.
Mingyueyi did not answer. She raised her tearful face and kissed him, as if she did not hear what he said.
He was very curious, and while sucking on her tongue, he asked in a vague and sticky tone, "Senior Sister, can you do it?"
Ming Yueyi faintly smelled the smell of decay, opened her eyes and glanced at him intently, then reached out and pushed him away, "Enough."
The young man who was working hard was pushed away unexpectedly. As he stepped back, the string suddenly broke. He shook rapidly and his back bent into a beautiful arc.
A few drops of something cold splashed into the corners of Mingyueyi's eyes, and his eyebrows suddenly raised slightly.
Because the young man in front of her who was in the midst of an orgasm turned his head again, looking at her with a dazed look in his eyes, and his charming face was stained with a persistence that she could not understand.
"Senior Sister, will it?" He grabbed her wrist and dragged her over again, too confused to notice his current changes.
Ming Yueyi saw that his slender neck was festering, and his fair skin was turning a dark blue color of death. He seemed not to smell the powder ground from fallen seaweed in the room covered with sweet musk.
From head to toe, even the incense she lit in the stove when she came in was all fallen seaweed that monsters could not touch.
Most ordinary monsters without magic power to protect themselves would become powerless after being contaminated by this fragrance. However, he drank the wine brewed with fallen seaweed and licked the fragrance powder all over her body. He took a dose that ordinary monsters could not bear, and now he has begun to rot.
He grabbed her, like an innocent and beautiful boy surrounded by demonic energy. The strong demonic energy spread wildly around him, and gray-white snake scales appeared on his pale skin.
Ming Yueyi knew that this was the only way, he would not die, even if he rotted into mud, he would still be resurrected.
The boy kissed her face, stroked her hair, and asked her, "Will you?"
"Senior Sister, will you love me, pity me, and be my wife only?"
“Senior Sister…”
"No." Mingyueyi interrupted him calmly, and the palm sword fell along with the words.
With another sword strike, she chopped off the boy's head covered with demonic scales.
Killing him had already formed a habit for Mingyueyi, and he knew how to act faster and make the incisions neat and consistent.
So his head fell off from his body kneeling on the mattress and rolled beside her, while a pair of cold, thin and pale fingers were still holding her ankles, with such tight grip that there was no sign of relaxation.
He seemed dissatisfied with her answer.
Mingyueyi used his sword to pry open the fingers that were holding his ankle, cutting them off one by one, like chopping red candles on the wall.
The bright red blood was the wax tears that overflowed from the candle wick, staining the entire bed. Even her naked body covered with red marks could not avoid it. She sat in a pool of blood and used her sword to break open the heart that the young man had taken out several times before.
The heart is still beating.
She held the bloody heart, frowning as she watched it beating abnormally violently in her palm, like a pure young man seeing his beloved woman. The heart buried in his chest was beating as if it was about to burst through his chest, and rolled to his lover's feet, begging for her mercy.
Even a heart is so weird.
Mingyue squinted her eyes and used her fingers to destroy it.
The heart exploded and splashed on her cold face.
Next, she followed the secret method, picked up the remaining corpses and threw them into the furnace.
She scraped off the blood-stained bedding, bed covers, bed curtains, pillows... and even the floor coverings, and threw them all into the blazing fire in the furnace.
Facing the empty dark room that seemed to have been completely looted, Ming Yueyi, wearing a thin outer garment, fell to the ground powerlessly, gasping for breath with his hands buried in the cold water.
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Her eyelashes trembled in confusion, she lifted up her skirt and looked at the marks left on her legs.
I was so focused on those things that I forgot about this place.
These things might also bring him back to life, so they also need to be cleaned up.
Mingyueyi stood up from the ground, holding on to the wall, and walked up the stairs with trembling knees.
The autumn night is cold, the crescent moon hangs high in the sky, reflected in the lake, as if the lake is smiling.
Mingyueyi wiped off the remaining traces on his body with a clean cloth, and burned them all with fire.
As the last ashes on the stone slabs were blown away by the wind, she lay naked on the pool wall, immersed in the water, with her hands on her cheeks, a relieved smile on her face.
This time, there really was no demon to bother her and disturb her thoughts, and she could finally complete the rest of the story.
She would find a way to get home and not be trapped in this book constantly dying and being reborn.
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As the sect competition was approaching, accidents happened one after another in the sect. Xiao Bin, the disciple of Fu Xiufeng who was ordered to catch the snake demon, died and his body was sent to an ice coffin for storage.
The way of death this time was not much different from Qi Xueqing's, and Guan Qingyun, who was identified as the murderer, was still in the dungeon of Dan Xiufeng, so even if Dan Xiufeng was unwilling to release him, he had to let him go.
Mingyueyi was the one who went to pick him up on the day he was released.
Because of the death of the senior sister, the two peaks have been at odds with each other recently. The disciples of Danxiu Peak handed the person over to Mingyueyi and directly closed the door with an extremely bad attitude.
"A bunch of idiots. I already said I didn't kill him."
Guan Qingyun, who had been imprisoned without seeing the sun for a period of time, was very weak. He leaned on Mingyueyi's arms and was so angry that his whole body was shaking when he saw their attitude.
She wanted to curse a few times, but she didn't have the energy to do so, so she gave up in disappointment.
"Senior sister, why are you the only one who came to pick me up? Where are the eldest and second senior brothers? And the youngest junior brother, why didn't any of them come?" Guan Qingyun pouted in grievance and pulled her sleeve and shook it slightly.
Ming Yueyi helped her walk down the mountain and explained softly, "Big Brother has been busy catching the demon that framed you recently, and Second Brother...maybe he's also busy with this sect competition."
In fact, she hadn't seen Li Changming for a long time. She didn't know what he was doing recently. He didn't even come when Guan Qingyun came out.
"What about Junior Brother?" Guan Qingyun asked, then complained softly, "Why didn't Junior Brother come? Is he so busy?"
Ming Yueyi shook his head: "I don't know where my junior brother is. Maybe he's still in seclusion. I don't know what happened to you."
Guan Qingyun sighed softly, rubbed her hand and said, "Fortunately, Mingyueyi comes to accompany me. They are all so annoying. I will ignore them from now on."
The little girl spoke harshly, but her voice was soft.
Mingyueyi laughed, but didn't take her harsh words to heart. He tried to comfort her all the way.
After leaving the territory of Danxiu Peak, he met Qi Feilin on the road.
"Senior Sister Ming, Senior Sister Guan."
He seemed very excited to meet the two people, leaving his companions behind and running towards them.
Ming Yueyi looked at his junior brother who was running towards him, and his eyes fell on the clothes he was wearing.
She was wearing a red dress and her high ponytail was tied with a hairband of the same color. Her long black hair looked like a small black snake as she ran.
So... weird.
Qi Feilin stopped in front of the two of them, his gaze first landing on Ming Yueyi's face for a moment, then he raised an overly brilliant smile, looked at Guan Qingyun and said thankfully: "Senior Sister Guan, you finally came out, are you okay?"
Guan Qingyun shook his head: "No problem."
Guan Qingyun looked Qi Feilin up and down, and the first thing he noticed was that he had an indescribable charm in his brightly colored robes, and he looked unexpectedly good-looking.
Not only Guan Qingyun noticed it, Ming Yueyi was also looking at him.
She found that Qi Feilin's skin seemed very white under the light, his facial features were much softer than before, and he had a youthful brightness when he smiled.
Guan Qingyun asked again: "Why are you running so fast? Where are you going? And why are you suddenly wearing red? This is the first time I see you wearing red."
Qi Feilin blushed unnaturally as they stared at him. He scratched his head and said, "No, I just went to practice sword fighting. I recently won a small competition and thought wearing red would be auspicious."
So that's how it is.
Guan Qingyun nodded in understanding, "But you look pretty good in red clothes."
"Really?" Qi Feilin touched his head, looked at Ming Yueyi beside him and asked with a smile: "What do you think, Senior Sister?"
Ming Yueyi withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and said honestly, "It is quite beautiful."
Her praise did not make Qi Feilin happy. Instead, the smile on his lips fell. The scattered hair covered the slightly upturned corners of his eyes, and he looked a little gloomy and cold for no reason: "Since you think it looks good, I will wear it often in the future." Guan Qingyun heard this and interrupted with dissatisfaction: "Didn't I praise you?!"
Qi Feilin uttered an 'ah' and apologized to her: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Guan."
Guan Qingyun knew at a glance that Qi Feilin liked Ming Yueyi. Although she was dissatisfied with his neglect just now, she felt that he still had vision.
Mingyueyi is not only good-looking, but also has a gentle temperament, similar to his junior brother.
Guan Qingyun urged him to leave: "Alright, alright, you should go practice swordplay, go quickly."
Qi Feilin nodded and looked at Ming Yueyi, then smiled again and said, "Senior Sister, I'm leaving first."
"Yes." Ming Yueyi nodded, and added, "Practice well. I wish Junior Brother Qi the best in this sect competition."
Qi Feilin smiled and turned around. He took a few steps towards his companions when he suddenly stopped and looked back, as if he had just remembered something, staring at Ming Yueyi and asked, "Senior Sister, do you really want to form a pact with Senior Brother?"
The news of her contract with He Wujiu had already spread throughout the Qingyun Sect. Why would Qi Feilin ask this question inexplicably?
Qi Feilin seemed to see her confusion and explained, "I was in seclusion for cultivation not long ago. I just came out and heard them talking about this matter. I happened to meet Senior Sister, so I asked casually."
Guan Qingyun had been imprisoned in Danxiu Peak, so no one informed her of this.
When she suddenly heard that the eldest senior brother was going to form a pact with Ming Yueyi, she was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at Ming Yueyi beside her. She was the first to speak out in surprise before Qi Feilin: "You and the eldest senior brother are going to form a pact, why didn't anyone tell me!?"
Mingyueyi nodded and said, "Well, it should be a contract."
Guan Qingyun took a breath of cold air.
Qi Feilin's black eyes were fixed on her face.
The inexplicable atmosphere was interrupted by Guan Qingyun's weak voice as he reacted.
"Forget it, forget it. If you like Senior Brother, then you like him. I won't compete with you for him in the future. Fortunately, Junior Brother is more handsome than Senior Brother." Guan Qingyun looked weak, leaning against Mingyueyi and waving his hands dejectedly.
With her obvious loss in front of her, Mingyueyi did not pay attention to Qi Feilin in front of her.
The young man also seemed to be very lost, his facial features were shrouded in gloom, and his long eyebrows and peach blossom eyes had a somewhat cold and indifferent feeling.
Guan Qingyun had just come out of the dungeon and hadn't seen the light outside for a long time. It was not appropriate for him to stay outside for too long. Qi Feilin was going to practice sword again, so the two of them parted without chatting with him for long.
Before Mingyueyi helped Guan Qingyun leave, she couldn't help but turn around and look at Qi Feilin who was chatting happily with someone else.
Why didn’t I notice before that Qi Feilin had a youthful charm, liked red, had a rich complexion, and had a gentle tone of voice?
"Ming Yueyi, what are you looking at?" Guan Qingyun noticed the slow pace of the person beside him. He turned his head to see her looking at someone, and followed her gaze and sighed, "Apart from a few senior brothers from Fen Jing Peak, Qi Feilin is the most outstanding. Especially today, he looks really good in red clothes."
Mingyueyi retracted her gaze and said, "Let's go."
Guan Qingyun leaned against her, and the two of them walked away slowly.
The two people behind him who were originally chatting happily suddenly stopped with expressions on their faces and their steps.
"See, she's lying to you."
The swordsman next to Qi Feilin collapsed on the ground like a pile of broken bones, looking up at the person in front of him with a smile.
"She imprisoned you in a dark room, simply because she was worried that you would overshadow her beloved senior brother in the sect competition. She even wanted to kill you to prevent her lover from discovering her evil deeds."
"She doesn't love you at all."
Standing in the bright autumn sun, the young man has black hair and fair skin, and wears a red dress so bright that it seems dyed with blood.
He ignored the height and size of the people around him, and remained silent, with his thick eyelashes lowered, giving people an indescribable coldness.
"And she treated you like that stupid thing called Yuyu. She crushed your heart, boiled your eyeballs, chopped up your flesh, and didn't spare even a drop of blood. She threw it all into the furnace to burn. How pitiful."
"Mingyi, you are the most pitiful demon I have ever seen. Before your body grows back, you can only live in a fake body. Why don't you come with me to find Master Zhu Yan? He will avenge you."
Ming Zhen, who emerged from the sword cultivator's skin, smiled and whispered to him, "Go seek revenge on her. Crush her heart, dig out her eyeballs and boil them, chop her body into pieces, and let her feel the pain."
Pu Yuemin's eyelids trembled slightly, and his expression could not be seen clearly in the light. It seemed that he was thinking about his words.
Mingzhen knew that he had an evil nature and would not tolerate others doing anything that was not to his liking, so he would definitely not be able to swallow this.
Mingyi will definitely kill these people.
Mingzhen looked at his empty arms, a vicious sneer in his eyes.
A bunch of idiots, they didn't even know who they had offended. Ming Yi was a demon that even Lord Zhu Yan feared, and if they didn't keep him under wraps, they would actually attack him.
No one can kill Ming Yi.
As long as Ming Yi fights to the death with this group of cultivators, he can reap the benefits, take the opportunity to eat Ming Yi, occupy Ming Yi's body and ascend to heaven.
Mingzhen waited for the boy's answer with malicious intent.
In his opinion, even clay figures have tempers, let alone Mingyi, who is born evil.
The young man pondered for a long time, looking down at him condescendingly, and asked in a low, gentle voice, "Do you really want me to kill Mingyueyi?"
Look, she no longer calls me Senior Sister, but Mingyueyi instead.
Mingzhen was quite sure about this matter: "Of course, Mingyi, I can help you kill her and avenge her."
Pu Yuemin's dark eyes were filled with curiosity. He slowly raised his finger and pointed at him: "What can you do to help me?"
The gentle breeze blew the boy's high ponytail, and the raven-black hair draped over his arms looked like little black snakes spitting out dense tongues.
Mingzhen's pupils trembled as he looked at the snake crawling towards him. He subconsciously wanted to escape underground, but was dragged back.
The young man, dressed in impeccable clothes, had a cold, hard skin and a smile at the corners of his eyes. "Do you know why you came out?"
Mingzhen didn't know what had upset him, and opened his mouth to explain, but the snake found a gap and moved into his cavity.
His lips were stretched, his head was swelling, his brain and blood were squeezed together, Mingzhen's face was deformed horribly, and he was sobbing so hard that he couldn't utter a word.
"Because Mingyueyi, she is the older sister."
As the words fell, Ming Zhen screamed and his head and body were separated. Countless tiny snakes crawled all over his body, like maggots on the tarsal bones, wriggling and being eaten. Heaped together with a pool of shriveled human skin, his body looked weirdly tattered.
Pu Yuemin glanced at the tattered corpse being eaten in front of him with pity, and said slowly in a tender tone: "Idiot."
Without Ming Yueyi, there would be no Ming Zhen in the world.
Mingyueyi.
Mingyueyi Mingyueyi Mingyueyi...
Mingyueyi, his senior sister.
He admired her, loved her, and was her exclusive plaything. She could no longer abandon him like she had done before.
No, Mingyueyi.
The boy's body seemed to have lost its support, and he fell to the ground like a boneless snake. His dark pupils were replaced by blood and gradually turned into vertical pupils, and a smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
The snake eating the remaining limbs on the ground chose to climb onto his body because the desire he exuded was too great and could not be satisfied.
Pitch-black snakes submerged him in a sea of snakes. If you didn't look carefully, you would think there was a black grave mound on the ground.
The sundial needle pointed downwards, the sky seemed to have turned gray, and the wriggling snakes had devoured each other until only a huge snake with red pupils was left. Its tail was stretched out and coiled, and a pair of pale hands stretched out from the snake's belly.
The snake's belly was torn open, and a young man with black hair and fair skin crawled out with red eyes. His long black hair was wet and wrapped around his slender body. He looked at the distance not far away as if exhausted.
This time my body recovered too slowly and I couldn’t crawl over to find my senior sister.
Then wait a little longer.
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