Chapter 9: The Sperm Snake's Tongue Extends Out of Excitement
The boy's passionate cry made Mingyueyi's eyes hot. He couldn't help swallowing and accidentally sucked the snake tongue in his lips as saliva.
He froze for a moment, then, as if receiving a response, he frantically cupped her face and cried out in excitement, "Senior Sister, Senior Sister, Senior Sister...Ming Yueyi."
"Hmm..." Mingyueyi pressed her throat uncomfortably, but a faint moan still escaped from her lips.
The forked, moist snake tongue swept freely across her lips, licking her white teeth and tongue roots frantically, moving in and out, causing her saliva, which she could not hold in, to slide to the corners of her lips, and he licked it down along the sliding liquid.
When his lips landed on her neck, his overly fair cheeks began to turn red, and the edges of his watery eyes were also filled with a hazy flush. His panting and murmuring voice showed some signs of madness.
"Senior Sister, it will take a few months for you to...possess me. It's so hard to wait, so hard to wait..."
It’s so hard to wait, so hard to wait, so hard to wait, so hard to wait... Senior Sister.
The boy's murmurs under the bright moonlight were even more perverted than those of a madman about to go crazy.
Under the chaotic licking, Mingyueyi couldn't help but let out a long moan, and her body shook violently and she stood up from the rocking chair.
She slowly opened her hazy eyes and looked around blankly.
It's already the beginning of the hour of Hai.
The sky was inky grey, and the moon was obscured by thin clouds, leaving only a crescent shadow.
She was still in the courtyard. After Guan Qingyun left her during the day, she felt sleepy and had been sleeping until now.
Mingyueyi didn't expect that he could sleep for several hours, and he even had that kind of dream. His body felt like a snake was crawling on it, especially the back of his fingertips. The hot and throbbing touch seemed to be real.
I remembered the scale she was holding in her dream. It must be the snake using it to cover its invasive roots.
Ming Yueyi felt weak all over, leaned back in the chair and turned his face weakly. When his eyes saw the scene in the yard, he suddenly stopped.
The yard on a spring night seemed to have just frozen, with a white cold fog surrounding it. There were many wet traces of walking on the ground, which was so abnormal that it made the hairs on one's arms stand on end.
Suddenly I remembered.
When Guan Qingyun was about to come in during the day, she removed the barrier she had set up around the place and had not yet repaired it, so it would be difficult to detect if anything came in.
It wasn't a dream, she was invaded by something.
Mingyue Yimu swore his face and took out his sword, sweeping it indiscriminately across the yard. Soon the snakes hiding in the corners were turned out and chopped into several pieces, leaving them in the yard.
snake……
Another snake!
She looked at the snakes in the yard and bit her lower lip angrily. Ever since she went to Baihua Valley, these snakes have been pestering her like crazy.
Probably because she killed that big demon snake.
Ming Yueyi cleaned up the snake corpses in the yard, picked up his sword and went to the bamboo forest on the back mountain with a cold face, and took out the last few snake eggs buried in the underground nest and smashed them.
If these snakes haunt her again, she will bathe in realgar powder in the future.
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The next day, the golden crow rose, and the golden light shone through the sparse bamboo leaves and fell on the woman's misty blue skirt, as if it was shining with gilded luster.
Mingyueyi opened his eyes, shook off the crystal dewdrops on his hair, and flew back to the cave on his sword.
After showering and washing up again, she simply picked up a few sets of clothes to change into, and hurriedly flew on her sword to the mountain gate where they had agreed to meet yesterday.
When they arrived, the Golden Crow was already in the sky, and two people were already standing on the bluestone plain.
One is white and the other is red, each is handsome in his own way, and both have the demeanor of a swan standing upright and a phoenix hovering.
Ming Yueyi landed from the long sword and, with her face flushed pink by the sunlight, she apologized to the two of them: "Sorry, I kept you waiting."
He Wujiu's face was as gentle as before: "Not long after, but when I arrived, my junior brother was already here."
Mingyueyi heard the sound and looked over.
The young man sat on a clean stone with his long legs crossed, his long black hair cascading down from the stone like a waterfall. His demeanor was dignified and his appearance was so beautiful that even the smile on his face was reserved and beautiful.
Pu Yuemin smiled and said, "I didn't go home last night."
Last night? Didn't we part ways after meeting the master early in the morning yesterday?
Ming Yueyi felt confused at first, so she listened to him again.
"I saw last night that the Jiang River was full of fireflies, so I watched and caught a few at the entrance to the mountain. They are more useful than the candles at the foot of the mountain."
"Junior brother, that's a good idea." He Wujiu nodded. "The fireflies glow at night, longer than candles. You don't have to worry if you enter a damp cave."
The young man stretched out his slender legs from under his robe and stood firmly on the ground. He looked at Ming Yueyi with a gentle expression: "Then where shall we go first?"
Although Mingyueyi didn't know why he asked her, she turned to look at He Wujiu honestly.
"Last night I went to Xiufu Peak and asked Junior Brother Zhang for a few tracking talismans. As long as the big monster shows a trace of demonic aura, we can locate it and seal it." He Wujiu handed the talismans to the two of them respectively.
Mingyueyi took it in his hand and put it into the storage bag.
But the young man seemed to have never seen the tracking talisman for finding monsters. He twisted it between his fingers and played with it, causing the cinnabar on the talisman to spread.
Noticing her gaze, Pu Yuemin raised his eyes and looked at He Wujiu, smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, senior brother." The waste talisman he gave me.
"Well, you're welcome. Let's go down the mountain first." He Wujiu stepped onto the sword, and his snow-white robe was blown by the wind, giving off the aura of a banished immortal.
Mingyueyi also summoned his long sword.
Only Pu Yuemin, a red-crowned crane stopped beside him, knelt down and bowed its head, waiting for him to come up.
He sat cross-legged on the red-crowned crane and followed behind it slowly.
During this time, Mingyueyi couldn't help but look sideways several times with his peripheral vision.
He is too particular. When he goes out, he doesn't fly a sword, but brings his spirit pet down the mountain with him.
Spirit pets consume spirit stones, and even a poor swordsman like her can't afford to keep them, which shows that he must have extremely rich assets.
The young man behind her noticed her frequent gazes and whispered to the red-crowned crane to fly to her side.
Pu Yuemin asked her gently, "Are you tired, Senior Sister? Would you like to ride the crane with me?"
Ming Yueyi glanced at the empty seat in front of him and originally wanted to refuse, but then she thought, since he was his junior brother, why should she, as his senior sister, be polite to him?
"Thank you." She swiftly dropped from the sword in front of him and sat cross-legged.
As soon as she landed, she smelled the cold fragrance of the young man.
Ming Yueyi sniffed for a few breaths, then couldn't help but tilt her head and ask him, "What is the incense made of?"
"Hmm?" He lowered his eyelashes, as if he didn't understand.
Mingyue Yi asked again, "What is the fragrance you wear made of?"
In addition to her love of cultivation and earning spirit stones, she was also quite fond of incense. Occasionally, she would extract a few bottles of scented liquid and place them in the room. However, the scent on his body made her feel very familiar, but she couldn't tell what it was.
Smells good.
Pu Yuemin stared at the snow-white skin exposed beneath the woman's clothes and asked in a sleepy tone, "Senior Sister, don't you remember?"
"I know?" Mingyueyi turned to look at him in confusion.
His thin lips lifted up slightly, revealing a shallow smile: "Yeah."
Mingyueyi sniffed carefully, but still felt familiar, without any related memory.
"It's made from the golden lotus raised by Senior Sister and snake blood." The young man explained softly behind her, his damp and cold breath seeming to penetrate into her collar that was blown open by the wind.
It felt like being licked lightly by some cold-blooded, boneless mollusk.
Ming Yueyi leaned forward a little, looking at the young man behind him with pale lips and white teeth who did not hide his expression, and said with a loss of interest, "Thank you for telling me, Junior Brother."
"Sister, do you want some? I have plenty." He sat upright and reserved, his palms clasped on his knees, his wrist bones naturally relaxed, and the protruding blue veins on his cold white skin looked particularly bony and beautiful.
Mingyueyi rarely saw someone as exquisite as him. From the hair to the fingertips, every part of him was so beautiful that it was unreal.
"No need, I don't like snake blood." She glanced at him and shook her head to refuse.
The upward curve of Pu Yuemin's lips seemed to drop an inch, but he still maintained the smile and asked her casually, "Why don't you like snake blood? Senior Sister, don't you think snake blood tastes sweet and fragrant?"
Snake blood is fishy and cold.
After Mingyueyi came out of Baihua Valley, he felt nauseous at the thought of snake blood. He didn't know if he had problems with his sense of taste and smell, or if he just felt that way.
She replied coldly: "It's not fragrant, it's very fishy and smells bad. It's the smell I hate the most."
"Hmm..." The boy pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and didn't ask her any further.
Ming Yueyi leaned on the neck of the red-crowned crane, watching the clouds below getting lower and lower, and she could vaguely see the houses clustered together.
The strange phenomenon occurred in an ordinary town called Yun Town.
The three of them landed halfway up the mountain not far from the town.
Although there are countless immortal cultivators in the world, they are rare among ordinary people who have no spiritual roots. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the three of them did not reveal the spiritual power of immortal cultivators.
The sky was shrouded in an unusual atmosphere. Looking down from the clouds, one could see a mass of dark clouds lingering, and a demonic aura filled the air.
He Wujiu stood on the stone dam halfway up the mountain, looking down at the small town surrounded by mountains and nestled against the water, which looked a bit like a paradise.
"There's something different here."
Ming Yueyi stood beside him and glanced down at him: "Master said that Uncle Shi is also in Yun Town."
The demonic aura at the foot of the mountain is so thick that it can be seen with the naked eye. It doesn't seem like there is any powerful being here.
He Wujiu retracted his gaze and frowned, saying, "If nothing unexpected happens, my uncle has already protected the town with his own body, and the monster sealed under the mountain can only stay in the town and cannot go out to harm others."
Uncle Master Jue Mingzi, like He Wujiu, was a rare genius in the way of the sword. He was once the sword cultivator with the greatest hope of ascending to heaven on Fenjing Peak. Unexpectedly, he died in an unknown town.
Mingyueyi felt sorry.
He Wujiu said, "We'll go down the mountain to protect it later. I'll go find the things my uncle left behind and bring them back to the sect. You and my junior brother, please be careful."
"Okay." Mingyueyi glanced at the young man who had found a clean, high stone as soon as he landed and was sitting lazily on it.
He was admiring the scenery below the mountain from a high vantage point, his long, raven-colored hair tied loosely behind him, and with a red dot between his eyebrows, he looked like a strange statue of a god.
Noticing her gaze, Pu Yuemin turned to look at her, a smile blurred by the golden light appeared on his lips.
He was so leisurely that he didn't seem to be here to look for monsters, but rather to enjoy the mountains and rivers.
The two were staring at each other when He Wujiu on the side suddenly called out "Junior Sister" to interrupt them.
As his voice faded, a very light hissing sound was heard, as if someone had accidentally stepped on something and was bitten back.
Mingyueyi turned his head subconsciously.
I saw a snake the same color as the dead leaves wrapped around He Wujiu's leg, biting his calf, and it had just been cut off by a sword.
After seeing clearly, Ming Yueyi took a few steps back and happened to fall into the arms of a young man who had just fallen from a rock due to an unexpected incident.
"Senior Sister." The young man stretched out his hand and put his arm around her shoulders.
Mingyueyi's entire back was pressed against his chest, and she could only smell the cold fragrance coming from the young man's sleeves, which made her legs weak.
He held her shoulders and lifted them up against his chest, glancing coldly at the man who interrupted his senior sister from admiring him.
After He Wujiu killed the snake that was biting his leg, he checked the wound between his calves.
The snake is poisonous and its blood is black.
Ming Yueyi took the opportunity to emerge from the young man's embrace of cold fragrance and handed He Wujiu a bottle of medicine: "Brother, this can remove snake venom."
He Wujiu took it after whispering thanks, and sat beside it on a clean stone to apply the medicine.
Mingyueyize was lost in thought as she stared at the snake on the ground. No one noticed the young man beside her, who was bored and following her to look at the snake, with regret in his eyes.
I wasn't bitten to death by the snake.
He Wujiu was bitten by a poisonous snake as soon as he landed, which was a bad start. Fortunately, the snake's venom was not very strong, and after applying medicine, the paralysis caused by the poison disappeared.
The three men were afraid that poisonous snakes and insects would come again, so they did not stay on the mountain any longer and went down the mountain directly.
After entering Yun Town, we found an inn to stay overnight.
After paying the inn's bill, He Wujiu went out to see if his uncle had any leftovers while it was still early.
Mingyueyi returned to the room and put down the package when there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Senior Sister."
It is Bodhisattva compassion.
Ming Yueyi paused, walked to the door and opened it, and a young man with outstanding appearance was standing at the door.
"What is it?"
Pu Yuemin lowered his eyelashes, staring at her with a faint smile: "Sister, our eldest brother has gone out to look for our uncle. Can I come in?"
Ming Yueyi looked at the young man in front of him strangely, "What are you doing here?"
Pu Yuemin's eyes swept across her trembling eyelashes, counting each one in his mind, and his thin lips pursed, "I brought you the incense you mentioned earlier."
I'm talking about the incense on the red-crowned crane.
Ming Yueyi leaned against the doorway and said, "Thank you, Junior Brother. It's not necessary. I don't like incense with snake blood. You can use it yourself."
It was a cold refusal, but he seemed not to understand. He stretched out his bony fingers from his wide sleeves, and in his open palm was a golden lotus-shaped ointment box.
"How can you know if you like it if you don't try it, what if you like it?"
Mingyueyi was about to refuse, but her eyes fell on the ointment box in his palm and she paused.
The ointment box is inlaid with a spiritual stone that is about five hundred years old.
The spirit stone she had given to He Wujiu before was almost five hundred years old. If this spirit stone could fall into her hands and be thrown into the furnace to refine the black iron, the magic weapon that came out of the furnace would be purer.
After thinking for a few breaths, she stepped aside to make way: "Junior brother, come in."
Pu Yuemin raised the corners of his lips slightly, stepped over the threshold and walked into the inner room.
He didn't go to the chair beside him, but sat on the edge of the couch, with the perfume box beside him. He put his hands on his knees and looked at her with a pair of naturally affectionate eyes: "Senior Sister, come here, I will test the perfume for you."
Mingyueyi walked over and extended her wrist to him.
He shook his head and pointed his finger at his side, "Sister, sit here. You have to apply the ointment on the back of your neck to smell it clearly. Your wrist is too light."
"I'll do it myself." Mingyueyi reached out to take the ointment box.
The boy placed the back of his hand on the ointment box, and her fingertips touched his pale skin, causing him to audibly let out a soft "hmm".
“Senior Sister…”
For some reason, he seemed very sensitive and would let out a low moan with the slightest touch.
Ming Yueyi felt a tingling sensation on her spine as she curled her fingers and retracted them: "Sorry."
"No problem." He covered the perfume box with his thin fingers and shook his head to look at her. His eyes were covered with a light mist. "Sister, you don't know how to apply it. I will teach you. If you like this fragrance, I will give it to you as a gift."
This was exactly what Mingyueyi wanted. She had her eye on the top-grade spirit stone on the ointment box. If he applied the ointment, she would get a five-hundred-year-old spirit stone. She wouldn't refuse such a good deal.
Ming Yueyi curved her crescent eyes at him, revealing the small canine fangs on her lips: "Then I'll trouble you, Junior Brother."
He smiled but said nothing.
Mingyueyi sat next to him, and suddenly felt a little awkward when she turned her back to him.
A man and a woman sitting on the bed applying perfume didn't sound very serious, especially when the boy behind her approached her, and a fragrance emanating from his collar lingered around her, making her mouth water.
The young man's deep voice came from behind: "Senior Sister, let me help you tie your hair first, otherwise the perfume will get on your hair."
Mingyueyi nodded: "Okay."
"Um……"
Because she was facing away from him, she didn't notice that after she agreed naturally, the young man behind her lowered his eyelids, raised his thin and delicate fingers and trembled. As soon as his fingertips touched her long black hair, his pale cheeks flushed.
He gritted his teeth, pursed his thin lips, and tried hard not to let the snake tongue in his lips stick out because of excitement.
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