"You... let me go first." Although Yan Qingyu was mentally prepared and still repaying the other party's kindness, she was still a woman after all. She had not had much intimate relationship with Ye Cang in her previous life. She didn't know what would happen next?

Instead, it is an instinctive feeling and fear.

Si Yucheng couldn't hear or see it. There was a piece of lava in front of him. He was lying in the lava, unable to move. When he was about to be burned to ashes, he touched a piece of cold ice and refused to let go.

The temperature of the ice slowly began and could not relieve his needs. In order to get the ice and a cooler temperature, he tore off the red lava covering the ice with his hand.

Yes, it's even colder.

When Yan Qingyu had no time to resist, her dress had been torn to pieces and her whole body was hugged naked in her arms. She swallowed in fear.

"Ghost Lord, are you okay?"

Si Yucheng's eyes were completely covered by flames. He opened his eyes but could not see anything. He just instinctively lowered his head and held her hot lips.

His whole body was hot, including his lips and tongue.

The temperature that made people dizzy in their minds penetrated into her mouth, rubbing it carefully in her territory, searching for it, the hot temperature kept burning her and sticking to her. She wanted to escape, but couldn't escape.

A drop of water appeared at the corner of her eyes, and tears were burned out by the hot temperature. She was forced to raise her head, sit in the man's arms, and look at her weakly...

The man's kiss was anxious and strong. She felt that her tongue was hurting, as if she was about to be removed by the man in front of her and was eaten into her stomach.

Si Yucheng put her down on the grass and could no longer feel anything. He just wanted to get the cool and comfortable pleasure to relieve the warmth on his body.

It's just instinctive, and he doesn't want the ice in front of him to leave, otherwise he will suffer from the torture of lava and it will be extremely painful.

Yan Qingyu could not bear the rudeness of a man, nor could she bear such pain. Although it was not the first time, what is the difference between her first time? A man's rudeness was too cruel and he lost his mind, and was even more ruthless than a beast.

"don't want……!"

Yan Qingyu gritted her teeth, her face was particularly pale. The man on her body didn't listen to her words and did not give her any chance to breathe. She was unable to support her like a storm. The huge waves slapped her body. She was unable to escape, but now she could only pray that this man would be gentler.

In the end, I couldn't bear it. I waved my hands and pushed the man in front of me hard. My sharp fingertips accidentally raised the human skin mask on the man's face that was swollen due to excessive water soaking.

Yan Qingyu was in a daze, as if she saw a face...

No, no, she was probably dreaming.

The sword eyebrows entered her temples, her nose was as sharp as a knife, and her dark green pupils were flowing. Her handsome strange and familiar face was rising and falling in front of her eyes. The heat, pain and the comfort of her soul made her unable to remember where this place was.

This man has such a familiar face. Who is it?

It was the man who took away his first time and peeped at the face of the dim light. Is it him?

So, is this a dream? I dreamed of the scene where I was reborn and was asked for three days and three nights by a strange man on the first day? Why did I have this dream?

So tired!

Very sleepy!

I don't know how long this dream lasted, as if I was in the scene again. She was confused and always felt that there was someone on her body, and her body was bent into any posture by others. The storm made her unable to bear it, and she could only be forced to hide in the man's arms.

Finally, she fell into a coma.

The joy like a beast lasted for a whole night, under the trees, the ground was used as the bed and the sky was used as the quilt. The enthusiasm of the man seemed to ignite all the flowers, plants and trees around him, and the heat waves could not be dissipated.

When the man finally fell down powerlessly, his eyes finally returned to the clarity of clarity. That moment of clarity allowed him to see the woman crying and begging under him. A large number of pictures passed by his mind for a moment, and his eyes were dark.

Her fingers gently stroked her bitten red and swollen lips, "Little girl..."

Then, he closed his eyes.

Si Yucheng was awakened by a dream. In the dream, his mother laughed wildly, telling each word about how he killed Yan Qingyu and how he was not allowed to be moved.

Every word is like a blade slashing on his heart, evoking the memory of his being taken away.

Si Yucheng suddenly sat up from the nightmare, reached out and covered his head with force. The lost memories had returned to his mind, and his eyes were as dark as if it could not be dissolved.

Looking back, his eyes met Yan Qingyu, who was in a mess. Yan Qingyu was lying naked beside him, his body was covered with red marks, and he was transformed into redness, swollen and congested by love.

Even when I was asleep, I still frowned, and tears flashed lightly at the corners of my eyes, as if I could not dispel the sins that were forced into lust in a nightmare.

Si Yucheng stroked her body with his big hand and felt her body trembling unconsciously. Not only was there no joy in his eyes, but there was a very strong heaviness.

His mother

More than a year ago, during the six months when he was unconscious, he mobilized the soldiers from the Ghost Realm to intercept the Phantom Demon Army, and made the Phantom Demon Army who came to Beijing to save her one step late, which was the culprit who killed her.

He couldn't believe this. He knew too well about his mother's madness, but he didn't expect that she would have murdered Yan Qingyu because of this little thing.

If the little girl knew that her death in her previous life was because of his mother.

What will happen to her...

Such consequences are unimaginable.

The dark and dark color in Si Yucheng's eyes enveloped everything. He turned over and pressed the unconscious Yan Qingyu, desperate and instinctively pressed her under him.

If you want her, will you forgive him and accept him?

Yes, right?

Will definitely!

Si Yucheng was as helpless as a young boy at this time. He didn't know what to do. He took advantage of her coma and took possession of her again, so that her body could completely remember her shape and her own temperature. Will she forgive him for this?

I dare not like how she would choose after knowing the truth. She is so proud and independent, she will definitely not be able to accept such a thing.

The darkness of the road ahead made Si Yucheng more and more desperate. The only thing he could do was keep this secret and not be discovered by her in her previous life.

All those who know the secret must die.

This girl is his.

The witch is his.

The unconscious Yan Qingyu was folded into various positions by Si Yucheng. She finally got a trace of breath but softened her body because of this man. Even if her unconscious reaction was an encouragement to the man.

He is working harder and harder.

"Little girl, don't hate me, don't know the cause of your death in your previous life... I won't let it go..." Si Yucheng felt her awkwardness and beauty, and the darkness of his eyes turned into crystal tears. A tear fell on her lips and fell into her mouth along her lips.

Never loved her, and had never been taught how to love her since she was a child. When faced with a helpless thing for the first time, Si Yucheng could do his best to keep her.

Whether it is strong or deceiving.

He wants to keep her.

I understand love and love, but I can't let go of her anymore.

"I can't let go." Si Yucheng put his own mark on her, praying for the first time in his life, and was afraid.

He was not only desperate, but also in pain.

The red flame grass and the cold poison were mixed in his body, and unexpectedly caused the Jueqing Gu to die. All the frozen memories were recalled, and he hated him extremely.

I can't remember how good it would be, so that I can get her, possess her, and force her to become my wife.

"It hurts..." Yan Qingyu didn't know that the man was crying for her, and instinctively begging for mercy. His body was almost numb but he could still feel the pain. He was probably overly loved and could no longer bear it.

"Be good, bear it."

Sweat dripped into her tears, and it was no longer clear. It was the man's sweat or the tears of despair. The man's movements never stopped, as if he had been deviled and lost his god, giving his life to her, and willingly dying on her.

He kissed her obsessively and smoothed the pain on his face. It was not until he felt her breathing weaker and weaker that Si Yucheng was shocked to realize his own obstacles.

Holding her: "Little girl? Wake up... don't sleep... sorry!"

Yan Qingyu closed her eyes and her body was tense.

When Si Yucheng let go of her, he finally discovered her dripping appearance, just like a destroyed flower, the petals swaying weakly, and rain drips from the petals.

The fragmented petals were maliciously destroyed and abused, leaving only some broken petals on the branches, and the rest had already fallen into the soil and into the river.

Si Yucheng calmed down the cold poison because of the Red Flame Grass. Apart from his physical weakness and external injuries, it was nothing serious. On the other hand, Yan Qingyu had a high fever because of Si Yucheng's out of control, and his body was hot and hot.

Si Yucheng quickly cooled her with water, feeling both distressed and helpless.

She secretly scolded herself for being worse than beasts. She was obviously injured and kept keeping going, just to fill the panic in her heart, but she forgot her range of tolerance.

She cleaned her carefully, scolding herself for being worse than beasts, while thinking about it. After cleaning her body, she found that she was sweating all over and enduring it with great difficulty.

The first thing to find Yan Qingyu and the others were not the Eight Shadows of Si Yucheng, but Bai Jiu.

Bai Jiu put a specific Gu on Yan Qingyu's body. If a person is not dead, the Gu will not die. Bai Jiu can easily find Yan Qingyu.

When Bai Jiu took the people to find Yan Qingyu, he saw her sleeping in Si Yucheng's arms. Bai Jiu stepped forward, and Si Yucheng's eyes were full of vigilance.

"Return her back to me, Ghost Lord!" Bai Jiu's eyes were full of murderous intent when facing Si Yucheng. Sadly, he was not Si Yucheng's opponent, but he still could not hide his hatred for Si Yucheng.

She was dirty by this man who was spoiled in their palms, which was really unacceptable.

The Ghost Lord hugged Yan Qingyu, his face was pale but still overbearing: "Release? He is my wife, why give it to you?"

Bai Jiu clenched his fists, his white hair gently covered his expression, and only he heard his voice calm: "The Ghost Lord killed her once, and wanted to kill her a second time? Even if I fought for this life, I would not allow you to touch her again!"

Si Yucheng had murderous intent in his eyes and he put down Yan Qingyu in panic. He could not leave this Bai Jiu.

She cannot know the truth about her death in her previous life.

"You're looking for death!"

Bai Jiu's handsome and delicate face was covered with chills, and he smiled strangely on his lips, "Is the Ghost Lord so angry? If it weren't for your Ghost Realm intervening, she wouldn't have died at the beginning. The murderer dared to appear in front of her, and it was shameless."

"It's obviously only one step away. The last step is because of you. We can only watch her die by Lingchi and penetrate her heart by thousands of arrows."

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