Sacrifice

Take care of one thing and lose another, what we are talking about is now.

All his attention was focused on the rattan behind the mischief. The rattan secreted a liquid with aphrodisiac breath, and entered the back of the bodhisattva through thin folds. Suddenly, the place was like a fire, countless Folds and tender flesh are rolling, caressing, revealing their own existence, clamoring for more touch.

Bo Ye cried even harder, his body writhed in pain, twisted like a snake, but he felt the pleasure of being abused. He felt that he was about to suffocate, but he couldn't break free from this pain.

More vine tentacles began to caress the folds on the back, and then one of them tentatively stretched in again. As soon as it entered, Fujiko Yin moaned comfortably, and all the feelings of the vine tentacles were faithfully transmitted to him, and he was caught This warm and stimulating desire to go crazy, his eyes are sometimes clear and sometimes violent, like a volcano about to erupt.

The vines are persistently opening up the bottom, from entering one, to entering many, they come in and out, back and forth, rubbing arouse countless desires, and bring out the sound of slippery water, and even more tentacles After entering, it is directly caught in those folds, like a young bird in love with a nest, and never comes out again.

Pu Ye was tormented by the pain, and stared blankly in front of him. At this moment, his world was red and red, and his body had lost all strength. The vines that kept coming in and out were tearing at him, and he had no strength to struggle. There is no way to refuse, so I can only let these vines play with, tease, stimulate, and thrust feebly.

Pain and pleasure overwhelmed his whole body, and he was completely sunk in it, unable to break free again.

More and more vines entered the rear, and the opening gradually changed from the width of one finger to two, three, or even four. The softest part of the body was forcefully stretched open, and even filled with foreign objects. Stirring and entanglement made Boye have an illusion that his body has been completely occupied by the damn vines, and has become a nest of countless vines, the body has become the shell of the vines, and the soul has been melted by these vines.

He gave up the resistance dejectedly, and at the same time relaxed his mind and body helplessly. This relaxed state made the vines even more unscrupulous.

After they occupied those folds, they even started to attack the inside of the body. They followed the narrow gap and continued to drill in. Bo Ye felt as if he was being baked on a firewood. He even felt that even if he was pierced hard, he would It is more enjoyable than this kind of slow torture.

These branches with aphrodisiac liquid twisted and reached the prostate, Boye whimpered weakly, but was suppressed in his throat by the tentacles in his mouth, and he didn't make a sound. At this moment, he hoped that he would faint, so that There is no need to taste the ecstasy of lust.

It's a pity that for Boye, this is completely extravagant.

The stimulation from the rear caused a raised part in the front, and the bodhisattva was submerged by the sea of ​​desire from the rear, but ignored the slender and powerful hand of Fujiko Yin in front.

This mischievous hand circled back and forth at the root of the thigh, as if circling the territory. It was gentle at first, but then gradually strengthened, from the outside to the inside, completely leaving its own traces on it.

As the feeling from the rattan became more and more fiery, Fujiko Yin's movements became more and more rude, and finally, his hand held the round pillar.

Reason is finally annihilated in instinct, and the beast in estrus is violent and bloodthirsty, with unreasonable oppression and brutality, devouring the prey in its arms.

He chuckled, his laughter was cold.

As soon as he lowered his head, he stretched out his long tongue, licked his small mouth lightly, and whispered, "Take your time, how can you be allowed to come out?"

As his long tongue left the opening, a thin strip of rattan escaped from the tongue, and the milk swallows rushed into the small opening like a forest, and disappeared in one swipe! !

"Ah..." Boye moaned sadly, another burst of pain hit him, he subconsciously wanted to escape, but his body was tightly restrained, even the vines began to wrap around his waist, now He couldn't care about it at all, the half-raised part in front of him was brutally blocked, and the extremely thin rattan was still twisting inside, rubbing against the fragile passage, almost reaching the deepest point.

"No..." Boye finally couldn't take it anymore, he started to cry, his eyes were blurred by tears, and there was red smoke around him. In the haze, he felt that he was surrounded by a sea of ​​blood and had nowhere to escape. Hell drowns together.

He tried his best to widen his eyes, and looked at Tengziyin in prayer, his fragmented words were shattered by the still churning rattan in his mouth, "Yes, I will urinate..."

Fujiko Yin smiled nonchalantly, "Oh? Then pee out."

He caressed his jade body bound by vines nostalgicly, and the words he said were like the declaration of the deepest love between lovers, "As long as it is yours, I will swallow it clean..."

"...Don't be like this..." The body was undulating with the trembling vines, and Bo Ye stared blankly at a point in the void, stimulated by the pleasure of cruelty, but the burning shame wrapped him up, Not only made his body more sensitive, but also brought more pleasure to Fujiko Yin.

He tremblingly said, "Don't treat me like this..."

Fujiko Yin smiled softly, "Only you are worth it!"

The next second, his hand suddenly pressed hard, and a certain gate was vibrated by clever force, like a flood, the light yellow liquid rushed out and sprinkled on Fujiko Yin's chest, but when the milky white liquid was about to rush out, that Thin red silk appeared again! !

Fujiko Yin smiled cruelly, and the red filament tightly pinched the opening, not even a trace of liquid came out.

"Ah!!" Pu Ye shook his head indiscriminately, but was entangled by more vines. The wide red front leaves were tied to his eyes. Except for his breath, almost his whole body was occupied by vines, and his consciousness was extremely confused. , twitching as if it had been broken.

Teng Ziyin licked his lips and sighed contentedly. He closed his eyes, and in the next second, his whole body turned into a thick vine, and then he pounced on Boye like a predator.

At this moment, another slender vine suddenly blocked the thick vine, and at the same time, a small part of vines suddenly began to attack the thick vine.

Teng Ziyin transformed into a body again, he looked coldly at the delicate vine, and sneered, "It's hard for you to get out."

The delicate vines quietly turned into Teng Xiaohong, he stared at Tengzi Yin jealously, his eyes swept over the bodhisattva leaves that had long been buried in the vines, "Tengzi Yin!!"

"Yo, what's the matter? Don't pretend to be weak and ignorant?" Fujiko mocked proudly, "But you are indeed ignorant!"

"Our bloodthirsty Fujimoto devours souls. You are just a new consciousness. Devouring you is as simple as a routine for me." Fujiko Yin raised his chin proudly, his expression was as sharp as a knife, and his naked upper body was full of powerful beauty. , he opened his hand, his eyes flashed with boundless blood, "It's just a small mutation, although it's very interesting to tease, but if you want to spoil my business, then you can only die!!"

Teng Xiaohong almost gritted his teeth, trembling with anger, boundless hatred welling up in his heart.

It's just that he was born ten thousand years later than this guy, and the gap is like a gap. Does he really have no chance left?

He is not reconciled! !

Teng Ziyin looked at Teng Xiaohong who was struggling like a trapped animal, and laughed wildly.

He has been in the Three Realms for more than ten thousand years, and he has never seen many methods. He may be confused at first, but once he raises his vigilance, he seldom escapes his sharp gaze. Teng Xiaohong is indeed very capable, but with him In comparison, it is still too weak!

Teng Xiaohong wanted to take the path of sword cultivation to restrain him, but she forgot about sword cultivation and sword cultivation. A sword is the whole of a sword cultivation. Unless it can reach the realm of sword intent, a monk without a sword is nothing at all ! !

Seeing Teng Xiaohong trying to mobilize the demon power, Teng Ziyin looked at him sarcastically.

When Teng Xiaohong handed over Chuhuang to the old Taoist Qinglian for forging, he only wanted to restrain the old Taoist Qinglian, but forgot that without a sword, all his cultivation was in vain.

And this proposal was exactly what he proposed.

What made him despise the most was that when he made this proposal, Teng Xiaohong didn't realize the tricks in it, how stupid!

Teng Xiaohong was blinded by the bodhisattva's reason and brain, and completely forgot that he lost his mind, and had no ability or qualification to own the bodhisattva.

"I'll give you a piece of advice before I die."

Teng Ziyin raised his hand lightly, and the boundless vines set off a huge wave, and Teng Xiaohong's delicate branches couldn't stop it at all!

"We are bloodthirsty vines, and our bodies are the best weapons."

"We are demons, not humans."

Teng Xiaohong screamed violently, and mobilized all her demon power, trying to wake up Boye.

Fujiko Yin chuckled, "You think I'll give you a chance to wake him up?"

"The mucus we produce when we are in heat is not only aphrodisiac, but also has the side effect of closing the six senses." Fujiko Yin took a gentle look at Boye, who was completely confused, and said slowly, "What's more, being treated like this by me, his Consciousness has long been chaotic, and I can't remember what happened now."

"I know there is a contract between you, but at this moment my body has invaded the deepest part of his sea of ​​consciousness, and paralyzed his soul with the craziest grasping and lust. No matter how you call him, he won't respond."

Fujiko Yin stretched out her index finger, and tapped her bright red lips lightly, her long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dazzling gleam.

"Seize the soul, devour the soul, paralyze the soul, invade the soul..."

"It's the instinct of every bloodthirsty vine."

"Abandoning your instincts and learning the sword skills of human monks is the biggest mistake you've ever made."

"I think since you like being human so much, then don't appear in this life as the reincarnation of my Fujiko Yin!"

He chuckled, the smile was calm and bloodthirsty, and there was elegance in the killing, "So, go die!"