There is always a man who wants to marry him

Because it was getting late, Tie Mian put on his mask and drove Fei out to rest.

Fei Qi didn't ask any more questions, and honestly went back to the small bedroom she had chosen, took off her wig, and looked at the palace outside the window.

Maybe it's because of the color, the palace under the night looks very cold, but soon after, Fei Qi noticed that the reason for the coldness not only comes from the color of the building, but also because there is not even a single person there.

——Isn't there not even a guard?

Fei Qi walked to the window suspiciously and observed carefully.

But with Fei Qi's eyesight, it can only be seen that there are no obvious guards standing guard and patrolling there, but it is impossible to tell whether there are hidden guards.

——The Holy King was put under house arrest by Di Chen, right?

Reminiscent of what Di Chen said just now, and his special preferences, Fei Qi suddenly had a strange idea.

But in the next moment, Fei Qi dispelled this unreliable suspicion.Unless the Holy King is not as powerful as in the legend, otherwise, with Di Chen's ability, it is really impossible to control the Holy King.

Fei Qi frowned, and then remembered that the quicksand had been sent into that palace.

——Why is Yingdong left outside, but quicksand can go in?

Thinking that Liusha might have met the Holy King, or even been favored by the Holy King, Fei Qi felt very uncomfortable.

——Why did the Holy King choose him to be the queen?Could it be that he really wanted to use him as a target, as a victim?

The more Fei Qi thought about it, the more depressed she became, so she simply turned around and went to bed, planning to use sleep to stop her random thoughts.

——It would be nice if I could dream about something more.

When she closed her eyes, Fei Qi thought dully.

Before he knew it, Fei Qi felt as if he had fallen asleep, but his consciousness was inexplicably awake.

Fei Qi immediately thought that he might be dreaming, and when he thought about it, he found himself standing in front of the palace of the Holy King.

—He wants to go in and have a look!

Thinking of this, Fei Qi began to gradually move forward, and soon passed through the gate, crossed the path paved with bluestone slabs, and arrived at the main entrance of the palace.

The door was closed tightly, as if it had been locked with an invisible lock.

Fei Qi subconsciously wanted to push it away, but before his hand touched the palace gate, a pain that seemed to be suffocating came to his heart, forcing Fei Qi to open his eyes and gasp for breath.

"Hmph!" A familiar cold snort came from the top of his head.

Fei Qi looked up in confusion, and immediately found that Tie Mian was sitting on his body, with his hands still pinching his neck.

"What do you want...to do?" Fei Qi immediately remembered the strangulation he had dreamed about, and his voice began to tremble involuntarily.

"Wake you up." Tie Mian let go of his hand and said coldly.

Fei Qi couldn't help being taken aback, and blurted out: "How can there be such a way to wake people up!"

"It's faster this way." Tie Mian straightened up, and was about to say something more, but his gaze was attracted by something outside the window.

Fei Qi didn't know what he saw, and in his current state, he couldn't get up from the bed at all, so he could only stare blankly at Tie Mian, waiting for him to take the initiative to tell himself what he saw.

Tie Mian quickly retracted his gaze, but the exposed part of his face didn't look pleasant.

Immediately afterwards, Tie Mian looked down at Fei Qi, and asked in an almost annoyed tone: "Are you so obsessed with the Holy King?"

"Ah?" Fei Qi was stunned for a moment, not understanding where this question came from.

"Don't give up the spacious master bedroom, but come to this small room just to see the dilapidated palace opposite?" Tie Mian said angrily, "What's so good about the Holy King? Apart from a useless title, he still has nothing to do with it." What is worth your nostalgia?"

"You...how can you say that about the Holy King?" Fei Qi didn't understand where Tie Mian's temper came from, but she couldn't help but retort, "What qualifications do you have to say that about him?!"

"Qualification?" Iron Mian sneered, "I told you a long time ago that I can do the same thing he did, but just repeat it step by step! Gull Song is the best example, but it's too stupid One point, otherwise, after this year's tribal sacrifice, he will become the new Holy King, Ming King, Light King——he can be the king of whatever he likes!"

"How is this possible?" Fei Qi opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Do you really think that the Holy King relies on strength to become the king? Fight with a few clans, and if you scare them, you will become the king of the tribe?" Tie Mian said mockingly, "Don't dream, the Holy King is nothing but He was just a lucky guy at the right time, who came out when the five major clans needed to compromise, and was praised by the five major clans as a statue, imprisoned in this narrow valley."

Fei Qi was dumbfounded when she heard this, but immediately came back to her senses, staring and said: "Why don't the five major clans praise others, but only the Holy King? Isn't it because the Holy King is too powerful that they can only choose the Holy King instead of the Holy King?" Choose someone else?"

When Fei Qi said this, Tie Mian was inexplicably stunned.

Seeing that his words seemed to have touched the iron face, Fei Qi immediately continued to say: "I told you, I must find a way to meet the Holy King again and let him confirm..."

"Don't think about it." Before Fei Qi could finish speaking, Tie Mian covered his mouth with his hand, "You have no chance."

"Woooo..." Fei Qi angrily wanted to break free from the iron face, but the strength of the iron face was unmatched by people like Alumba, how could he, a minor with thin arms and thin legs, be able to resist .

But Tie Mian didn't just want to cover his mouth, he lowered his head before he finished speaking, bit his neck, bit his body and kissed him.

With such a movement of Tie Mian, Fei Qi immediately felt that a certain organ between Tie Mian's legs was firmly pressing against his body, which made Fei Qi panic all of a sudden, trying to push Tie Mian with all his strength. Push away from yourself.

But this kind of resistance is obviously meaningless. During the struggle, Fei Qi only knocked off the mask on Tie Mian's face, but Tie Mian stripped her naked and lifted her legs apart.

In desperation, Fei Qi didn't know what else to do.Shouting is definitely useless, there is only him and Iron Mask in this house, even if it spreads outside, people outside may not be willing to come in.But if he did nothing and let the iron face succeed, Fei Qi felt very unwilling, and even more inexplicably terrified.

Judging from Ou Ge's performance, that kind of thing is definitely not as wonderful as it is in the picture book.Pain is unavoidable, and what is even worse is once he is forced to do that kind of thing, will the Holy King marry him?

Panic, fear, anger... Various emotions were intertwined, Fei Qi subconsciously raised her hand and stabbed Tie Mian's eyes.

Tie Mian didn't take his small movements to heart at all, he dodged Fei Qi's attack by turning his face to the side.

However, Fei Qi is not a strong warrior who can immediately withdraw his hand if he misses a hit. His hand did not withdraw in time after it missed, and fell on Tie Mian's face along with the force of going out.

It just so happened that Fei Qi didn't care about it at the moment, so he just scratched it endlessly, wanting to add a little more marks to Tie Mian's already scarred face.

But what surprised Fei Qi was that his nails, which were neither sharp nor long, seemed to sharpen suddenly, and penetrated into the skin of the iron face, and scratched further, and a layer of skin fell off.

—God, what did he do? !

Fei Qi looked at Tie Mian in panic, and then found that the expected bloody scene did not appear, and that under the layer of skin that he grabbed off was not bright red flesh and blood, but white and tender skin, and ……Eyebrow?

"Your face..." Fei Qi was stunned for a moment, not caring what Tie Mian was about to do to him at the moment, she subconsciously raised her hand and pointed at Tie Mian's face.

Tie Mian was also slightly taken aback, and then found the piece of "skin" that Fei Qi had grabbed off, it was still dangling in Fei Qi's hands, the bumps on it looked quite innocent.

"Damn it!" Tie Mian muttered, then raised his hand, grabbed the remaining "skin" on his face, and pulled it off.

A handsome but slightly pale face immediately appeared in front of Fei Qi, which made Fei Qi dumbfounded and could no longer speak a word.

——He remembered this face, how could he not remember this face!

——This is clearly the face of the Holy King Jizun!

Fei Qi stared blankly at Tie Mian, and her vague memory suddenly became clear.

He always felt as if he had overlooked something, until at this moment, when he saw this face again, he realized what he had overlooked!Even though he had only seen this face once, in the dream, he had seen it more than once!He remembered Alumba and Dichen, but he couldn't remember the most important and profound Holy King. Isn't this a strange thing?

Now, the truth is as clear as this face.

He can't remember because someone doesn't want him to remember.Someone blurred his memory in an almost hypnotic way, so that even if he was with him day and night, he couldn't recall his real appearance.

"Why..." Fei Qi asked dryly.

"Now is not the time to ask why." Tie Mian threw aside the fake leather in his hand, then tore off the piece that Fei Qi was holding, and threw it together with the other parts.

Fei Qi stared at him blankly, unable to think of any resistance anymore.

After the mask was completely torn off, Tie Mian's bad mood seemed to dissipate, but his expression looked quite depressed, as if he was very unhappy with this state, but he still took the opportunity to take off his little clothes and pants left. Laid on Fei Qi's body naked.

"Help me vent my anger." Tie Mian grabbed Fei Qi's wrist and pulled it towards the organ under him.

Fei Qi was still in a daze at the moment, so he could only obediently let Tie Mian at the mercy of him, and under his guidance, he held that ferocious thing like a python, and rubbed it back and forth.

While continuing to guide, Tie Mian skillfully teased the thing that grabbed Fei Qi as if paying back.

Soon, Fei Qi felt a strange feeling in his body that he had never felt before.It seems to be itching, but it's not exact; it's a bit like refreshing, but it's not refreshing enough. In short, this feeling is too complicated to describe, but it's so wonderful that people don't want to give it up.

In order to appreciate this unprecedented feeling carefully, Fei Qi's movements involuntarily slowed down, which annoyed the iron face who was waiting for him to vent his anger, so he simply pushed Fei Qi's hands away from his body, and used his own He held the organs of the two together with his hand, and at the same time stretched out the other hand, holding Fei Qi in his arms.

"You don't know how to do this kind of thing, what did that guy Meixie teach you!" Tie Mian muttered like complaining.

Fei Qi didn't care about his complaints at the moment, she instinctively arched her body to make the friction more intimate, stretched out her arms unconsciously, wrapped her arms around Tie Mian's neck, and followed his movements in a low voice Humming.