Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

"Don't worry, I'm not that far..." Yue Yaoming shook his head halfway through speaking, and muttered with a wry smile, "It would be great if I could do something to take advantage of others."

He is able to bend down, is not willing to show his face, and stalks Zong Jue until he softens his heart, but there is always a bit of innate arrogance in his bones, so arrogant that he doesn't bother to do those who take advantage of the fire and have no integrity. Tianjin God is no different thing.

"I know." Zong Jue pressed his wrist to his eyes, and his fingertips twitched unconsciously under the high heat, "That's why Lord Izanami let you in."

The Underworld is Izanami's domain, so it's okay to sneak in. If the phases of the moon are projected in such a grand manner like now, it is impossible without Izanami's permission.

"You get hurt every time." Yue Duming sighed, knelt down to break Zong Jue's tightly clenched fist a little bit, leaned over and kissed the scar on the palm, "I would rather you were not so calm."

Confronting one's own nature is not always a pleasant thing. It is true that Zong Jue will make arrangements not to hurt anyone every time, but it does not mean that he himself will not be hurt. A beast driven by desire will do everything. It can be done, not to mention the place where the sins of the underworld gather, how can it be a place where you can sleep peacefully.

Yue Duoming carefully kissed the bleeding wound on Zong Jue's palm, and carefully comforted his anxious and hot emotions with glory. It is true that this is tantamount to quenching thirst with poison, but... it will be more comfortable if you think about it.

The skin touched by his lips was hot, this was the first time he felt such a precise scorching temperature from Zong Jue, he tasted the taste of blood - a very small bit, lingering on the tip of his tongue for a long time, bitter It's fishy and sweet like poisonous nectar, the more you drink it, the more thirsty and painful your throat will be, as if you've swallowed charcoal.

He rubbed Zong Jue's wrist, the blood vessels under the flushed skin swelled and trembled violently, the moonlight gathered into bunches in his palm, and then gently lingered around Zong Jue's wrist, he wove a thin and dense cloth with moonlight "I won't do anything." Yue Duoming murmured, removing Zong Jue's arm covering his eyes.

Zong Jue used all his energy to restrain his own nature, his consciousness was so slack that he couldn't even realize what Yue Duoming was doing now, his half-opened and half-closed eyes were confused and his mind was almost swallowed. The moment his pupils felt the light, his hostility surged up, like a beast that had been dormant for a long time, suddenly burst forth, and his sharp canine teeth bit at Yueyue Ming's neck.

Yue Duming let out a long sigh, and the moonlight wrapped around Zong Jue's body suddenly solidified and tightened, restraining him and making him unable to move.

Zong Jue frowned impatiently and growled, struggling to tear the net that trapped him, but the moonlight was like water so that he couldn't break it even if he wanted to, and he became more and more agitated and mad.

"Hush—" Yue Duming didn't think too much of himself and wanted to single-handedly restrain Zong Jue. He is a literary god who has never fought with people with real swords and guns. Compared with the current Zong Jue, it is probably not enough for him to tear it with one hand. .

The light of the moon brightened, and a certain distant, ancient, and irresistible aura pressed on Zong Jue from Yueyomi Ming. He is the existence of the three noble sons who symbolizes "yin" and the moon, second only to the original The high-ranking gods of the gods Izanaki and Izanami, the ferocious beasts bound in the net also had to be intimidated by them, and fell stiffly to the ground.

Yue Duming got closer, and through the web, his fingertips landed on Zong Jue's forehead. The strong coercion forced the beast, which had lost its rationality due to estrus, to return to its original shape. However, Yue Duming didn't try to make him calm down.

It is always good to be able to use this method of not hurting oneself to wear off your physical strength. Whenever it is at the end of estrus, the savage with unrelieved desire will always hurt himself under pain, and will continue to go to bed when it is serious. Hit the enchantment that seals here, and be repeatedly stabbed by the self-defense of the enchantment to resist the pain that ignites from the inside of the body.

"You probably don't know." Yue Duoming pulled the big net and dragged Zong Jue along the road paved by the moonlight. "There is only a barrier between the Night's Eclipse and this."

So he can always hear, as the owner of the food of the night, he can always hear the painful and helpless howling through the thin barrier, but he can't do anything, because Zong Jue never Not to speak, and never to hold any hand that was stretched out to him.

So Zong Jue is a powerful protector, endowed with the eternal fairness of judging the gods, and Yue Yaoming is just a selfish fool who doesn't know how to move forward.

Across the wall of Huangquan is the Kingdom of Eternal Night that belongs to him. Yue Duoming dragged Zong Jue across the barrier, and recast it with moonlight at the moment when the darkness behind him was about to invade. After the moonlight dimmed, there was still darkness in front of him. A quiet and silent darkness where everything is swallowed up. There is no malice or kindness, only the initial chaos and peace.

"Go to sleep." Yue Duoming covered Zong Jue's eyes, and his muddy and confused eyes blinked and gradually closed under his palm, "Although I can't give you a sweet dream."

He controls the night and sleep, but even if he can force Zong Jue to sleep, he can't break through the spiritual barriers that Zong Jue erected to give him a good dream.

Maybe it will be a nightmare again and again.

He smiled wryly, not knowing if he did the right thing or not.

"Control freak..." Yue Duming inexplicably felt that this word learned from humans was very suitable for Zong Jue's character who wanted to have autonomy at all times—he even wanted to completely control his own desires, even if he wanted to control his own desires. I can't help but keep everything in my own plan, and I don't care about the price I have to pay for it.

Because he can't control the dimension of his actions, he refuses to enter into any physical relationship during the estrous period. This kind of reason is unexpectedly reasonable for Zong Jue, and he doesn't even give anyone a chance to intervene.

It's just... Yue Duming felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, and realized that Zong Jue's abnormality during this period was due to the estrus period.

No one can bear it. They can only watch helplessly that the person they love is tortured by desire and bruises all over their bodies. Malicious struggle, if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

Zong Jue didn't want to, and he wouldn't really try to take advantage of the opportunity like a shameless little god, and even if he really had a relationship, it wouldn't mean anything, it would only make him lose hope in this battle. completely out of the competition.

Yue Duoming just didn't want Zong Jue to hurt herself again.

Turning glory into a rope, turning coercion into a lock, binding bloodthirsty beasts under his control, and pulling Zong Jue into the deep night of the food of the night—compared to a place where there is only endless malice surging In the deepest part of Huangquan, this place is undoubtedly more suitable for the other party to survive this anxious and painful moment.

In fact, the endless illusion in Inari Daimyojin's domain is also very suitable, but Tsukiyomi has not been generous enough to actively contribute to Xiaohumaru's love, or to make the titular gossip between Inari Daimyojin and Zong Jue go further.

The temperature touched by the fingertips was scorching hot, and Zong Jue was still moaning and growling in pain in his sleep. Yue Duoming had to pay attention all the time so as not to wake up. From time to time, his soft hair would explode suddenly because of the nightmare, calling Yue I accidentally scratched my fingertip while reading my life.

It's just that there was almost no blood, but Zong Jue woke up suddenly as if he had been greatly stimulated, and before Yue Duoming could react, he had already pounced on him and bit him on the shoulder.

Ye Gan's fangs would make everyone feel scared, Yue Duming felt that a piece of meat was almost bitten off his shoulder when he took a bite, he gasped and waved his hand to shrink the optical net, and jailed Ye Gan who was preparing for the second attack Tie it up.

The blood of the high-ranking gods was ecstatically sweet, Zong Jue was attracted by the blood and roared violently, Yue Duoming casually tore off his sleeves and wrapped them around the wound, dipped his fingertips in the blood and drew a complicated picture. For the lines, the last stroke was accurately placed on Zong Jue's forehead.

The furious beast fell into a deep sleep again.

Yue Duming pulled Zong Jue's hair twice, but couldn't hold back, and buried his face in the fluffy hair with the mentality of sneaking around like a thief.

"Just treat it as..." he muttered, "Let me take advantage of this."

It would be great if he really only wanted to have a good time, because when he woke up, he would be so worried.

I don't know if it will be successful.

A gleam of moonlight flowed between his fingers, but tactfully and lingeringly across the corners of Zong Jue's eyes and lips.

Even looking at Yegan, who is the same size as Xiaoshan, he thinks he has delicate features, and he is probably really hopeless.

Yue Duming himself felt a little embarrassed, and laughed bitterly.