Chapter 69 Chapter 69 Snake Hair
After they walked for a while, Mingyueyi seemed to remember to ask him, "By the way, Senior Brother, what do you think about Junior Sister's matter?"
He Wujiu shifted his gaze slightly, and put his hands behind his back, "I was planning to go to Danxiu Peak to see my junior sister, and I'll check it out while I'm there."
As the eldest senior brother, he couldn't stay out of the matter of his junior sister killing someone. He started investigating as soon as the incident happened yesterday.
Ming Yueyi didn't know how his investigation was going, but the incident in the previous life ended with Guan Qingyun severing his own spiritual roots. No one believed that Guan Qingyun didn't kill anyone, just like no one believed her saying that Xia Niang was a demon.
Noticing her hesitation to speak, He Wujiu looked at her, "Junior Sister, do you want to say something?"
Ming Yueyi shook his head and asked, "So when Senior Brother showed up at Tianji Pavilion yesterday, was he also investigating Junior Sister's case?"
He Wujiu paused, then said calmly, "No, that's another matter."
As for what the other matter was, he had no intention of saying it, and Mingyueyi did not ask any further.
The two separated at a fork in the road.
He Wujiu's sword-wielding posture is graceful and upright, with the integrity of a gentleman who is as honest as a knife and a polished stone.
Mingyueyi stood there calmly, watching him go away. Only when the white shadow disappeared into the sky did he take off the bone-nourishing bead from his wrist, wrap it around Shang'er again, and walk towards the cave.
As soon as I arrived at the cave, I saw a person wandering at the door.
When she approached, Qi Feilin, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly brightened his eyes and walked towards her.
"Senior Sister Ming."
Ming Yueyi looked at him with her beautiful eyes: "Junior Brother Qi, why are you here? What happened?"
Qi Feilin looked a little anxious and said as soon as he arrived, "Sister, do you know where Junior Brother Pu is in seclusion? I can't find him no matter how hard I try. The sect competition is coming up soon, and everyone needs to hand in their spirit tablets and sign. I don't know where he is now, and I don't know if he will participate in this sect competition."
The sect competition is held every ten years. Ordinary disciples who rank high can appear in front of the sect master or the elders, and have a chance to become a registered disciple or a direct disciple. Although Pu Yuemin is a direct disciple, the sect competition is also very important to him.
The sect determines seniority based on one's cultivation level. If Junior Brother Pu had only been at Fenjing Peak for less than half a year and had not participated in this sect competition, few people would know that he had achieved a breakthrough, and his seniority would be too low.
Qi Feilin admired the strong, so he was very worried that Junior Brother Pu would miss this opportunity, but he had been looking for the person for a long time and didn't know where he was.
After careful investigation, it seems that no one has seen Junior Brother Pu for a long time. When Senior Sister Ming came out of the Demon Locking Tower injured, Junior Brother Pu did not come to see her. He asked people everywhere, but the response he got was that Junior Brother Pu was in seclusion.
But no one could tell who spread the news of the retreat, so he found Senior Sister Ming, who had the best relationship with Junior Brother Pu, and wanted to ask about Junior Brother Pu's whereabouts.
However, Senior Sister Ming shook her head regretfully upon hearing this, somewhat surprised. "Junior Brother, haven't you signed up for the sect competition yet? I don't know where he's in seclusion. I haven't seen him since he came out. They say he's in seclusion, so he probably won't come out until he breaks through."
Qi Feilin felt increasingly disappointed when he saw that Senior Sister Lian Ming was also unaware of the situation. "Maybe."
Ming Yueyi's soft red lips curled up in a comforting smile, "Junior Brother Qi, don't worry. Junior Brother Pu might have his own ideas. If you miss this time, there's always next time. Maybe he'll make a big splash then."
Qi Feilin nodded reluctantly: "Thank you, Senior Sister."
After a pause, he said, "Could you please ask Senior Sister if you see Junior Brother Pu, or know where he is, to help me inform Junior Brother. We must not miss the sect competition.
"Yeah." Mingyueyi nodded with soft eyes, the pearl hairpins in her hair hanging down like curtains, showing indescribable tenderness.
Qi Feilin's heart began beating inexplicably, and he felt a heat in his ears. He said to himself, "Don't look at me randomly," and hurriedly moved away from Ming Yueyi.
"Then Fei Lin will not disturb Senior Sister Ming."
"good."
Qi Feilin left with a red face.
Mingyueyi turned around, raised her hand, and pushed open the door of the cave.
Unlike the bright summer outside, the dark room is dark all year round. Before, there were magic tools in the furnace that needed to be tempered, so it didn't seem damp and dark. Now, it is filled with cold and dampness because of the cold snake demon living in it.
The walls, cabinets, shelves, and even the bottom of the lamp holders were covered with a layer of frost that looked like the white fur of animals. The thinly dressed boy remained frozen on the couch in the same posture he had when he left.
Her long black hair hung down gracefully, frozen stiff, and even her thick eyelashes were covered with white frost, making her look like a frozen snow sculpture.
However, when the 'Ice Sculpture' heard the sound of the stone door moving, she raised her beautiful eyes, her dark red pupils looking towards the door expectantly, and the corners of her light rosy lips slightly raised into a smile.
Senior Sister...
After the stone door was completely opened, Mingyueyi just stood on the steps and looked down, and saw that the same things as her bedroom every time she came back from going out began to spread out below.
Beneath the frost lies a perverted slime that seeps into everything.
It was a chaotic scene, and she found that her heart was actually numb at the moment.
Probably because I've encountered it too many times.
"Senior Sister."
The boy was like a dog kept in the dark who saw his owner who had not returned for a long time. His pale fingers grabbed the chain around his neck, and the thin skin on his neck was rubbed red by the cold, but he still looked at her with eyes full of excitement.
"Senior Sister, you're back." He spoke to her eagerly.
"Yeah." Ming Yueyi lifted her skirt and replied casually, turning a deaf ear to his enthusiasm, thinking about how to settle down.
She didn't know what the transparent slime on the ground was, and she didn't want it to melt and get on her shoes.
Pu Yuemin cast a tender gaze on her, waiting for her to come over. Because of his strong anticipation, the snow-white skin at the corners of his eyes turned red.
Forget it, there's really nowhere to stay.
Mingyueyi stepped on it directly, and the frost melted under her feet, sticking to the soles of her boots like maggots on the tarsal bones. She walked in front of him with a sticky silk with every step.
The boy's hair seemed alive, hanging on the ground and crawling towards each strand, wrapping around her ankles and carefully licking the sticky residue off her soft-soled embroidered boots.
It was Hair who was licking the boots, but he was breathing so fast that his whole body was shaking, his Adam's apple rolled lightly under the almost transparent thin skin, his pale jade face with his jaw tilted back was abnormally red, and his whole body was filled with lustful desire to death.
"Sister, can you tell me about the people and things you met outside today? I'm so lonely." He spoke of pitiful loneliness, but looked at her with those sick eyes, and his whole body showed that he liked being hidden here by her.
Ming Yueyi told the truth: "I met Junior Brother Qi today, and he asked me if you wanted to participate in this sect competition."
Pu Yuemin raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of pure curiosity: "What did Senior Sister say to him? Should I tell him that I have been in Senior Sister's cave the whole time, hidden by Senior Sister, practicing with her day and night, or..."
He licked his dry lips and crawled towards her, but was unable to get close because of the chain around his neck.
"Senior Sister, come closer, I want to touch you." He seemed to be hungry for skin, wanting to touch her to relieve the discomfort all over his body.
Ming Yueyi just looked at him and said, "I don't know."
I don’t know.
Pu Yuemin's gaze on her was gloomy, and the hair wrapped around her ankles tightened, as if blaming her for her ruthlessness.
Obviously, the gentle and righteous senior sister locked him in a dark room, but she told others that she didn't know. When will others know that the senior sister is his?
Ming Yueyi asked him, "Do you want to participate in the sect competition?"
"Sister, do you want me to go?" He said softly with a breathy tone, his eyes red, as if he was intoxicated by her skirt.
"No." Ming Yueyi shook his head, then added: "But I don't want to participate in this sect competition only. If there is a chance in the future, you can go if you want."
Unlike his first life, the demon he is now is not subject to birth, old age, sickness and death. Sooner or later he will get out of here.
By then she might have been reincarnated or returned home, and everything here would have nothing to do with her.
He could go wherever he wanted and do whatever he wanted, she didn't care. What mattered to her was that this time, he couldn't leave without her and add fuel to the already chaotic plot.
But Pu Yuemin was destined not to understand what she said.
He mistook it for a promise to form a bond with her after the sect competition. His charming features were filled with lingering affection. "Senior Sister, I will listen to you very much. Will there be a reward?"
The hair that licked her boots slowly coiled upwards, and a strand of hair penetrated into the trouser legs under her skirt, gently twisting her legs, trying to give her the loneliness that came from being alone in a damp and dark place.
Mingyueyi's legs were numb from being entangled by the revived hair, but she didn't move. She looked into his eyes, her bright red lips slightly pursed, revealing that she was not as calm as she appeared on the surface.
Monsters are not like humans who have been tamed over thousands and tens of thousands of years and have developed moral integrity. They cannot even restrain their greed. She will not be regarded as a rejection or a stalemate by him.
He could only feel excited and happy, sighing at how soft his senior sister's skin was. He wanted to wrap his hair around her and penetrate hundreds of thousands of strands of his hair into her follicles, so that they could truly share the same roots.
So now, in his excessive excitement, he quietly let a strand of his long hair slip in.
The warm spring broke, and a trace meandered down along the thick black hair.
"Ugh!" Mingyueyi frowned, bent his back, reached out and grabbed a wrist-sized ball of black hair, trying to pull it out.
But it loves to drink from the warm spring and refuses to go out. It insists on going in and will deliberately give it a little strength.
She was so exhausted that she had to hold her long hair and pull and tuck it in, and her knees were shaking so much that she could not stand.
Disgusting hair, he actually used hair.
Ming Yueyi's tears were breaking as she fought against her increasingly outrageous black hair. She was completely unaware that the young man kneeling on the couch was looking at her.
His hands no longer held the frosty chains, but he hunched his body, panting like a tired dog, his eyes fixed on her hands.
In a place invisible to her naked eyes, he was unscrupulously drawing immense pleasure from her hair.
Use hair.
I can infiltrate my senior sister, reach places she cannot reach, and take root and grow on her soft flesh like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and I can get the happiness of being embraced anytime and anywhere.
So comfortable.
It’s really comfortable.
Shifeng's perception was focused on the millions of hairs. He felt her pulling at the black hair that Shifeng had transformed into, but he couldn't pull it out no matter what.
She was being desecrated.
And his beloved senior sister and senior sister knew nothing.
The hidden pleasure almost broke through his rationality. He bit the tip of his scarlet tongue that he couldn't control and stuck out. His seductive snake eyes were hidden under his drooping eyelids, showing a comfortable half-closed state.
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