Rong Zhiwei stood in the corner outside the bedroom, and the corners of her lips involuntarily hooked up a smile.

As soon as Bi Sheng took a step out of the bedroom, he was suddenly hugged by a person behind him, and wrapped his hands around his waist: "Happy birthday!" Surprised? ”

He smiled, turned and embraced her into his arms, and kissed her on the lips without saying a word.

was caught off guard and kissed, Rong Zhiwei didn't have time to be surprised, she was tightly entangled by overwhelming enthusiasm, and the whole person was tightly encircled in his arms and could not move, and the breath belonging to Bi Sheng was plundering everything about herself.

The little puppet in the box in the bedroom meowed twice, and when he saw that no one responded to him anymore, he obediently put himself into a circle and slept on the flannel cloth in the box.

It wasn't until he kissed him that he was about to breathe, Bi Sheng was reluctant to let go, and as soon as she let go, she lay in his arms and gasped, her face was flushed until the roots of her ears did not retreat, and her limbs were so weak that she almost couldn't stand.

"Thank you, my baby."

He leaned over slightly, rested his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed his sideburns: "But for me, you are the best gift." ”

Rong Zhiwei couldn't help laughing: "Then do I still want to give myself to you?" ”

"Gladly."

"That outfit is a couple's outfit."

Belonging to the two of them, the first set of couples' outfits.

"I love it."

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After the two of them had dinner in the evening, the two of them sat on the sofa and watched a movie, she was lying in his arms, and the little puppet was lying in her arms.

"Haven't I been in a hurry for a long time?" Rong Zhiwei suddenly remembered this and turned her head to look at Bi Sheng behind her.

Bi Sheng reached out and rubbed the hair on the top of her head: "How can I be willing to let my precious boss urge the draft." ”

Rong Zhiwei was coaxed happy by this sentence, and smiled and bent her eyes: "If only you had this kind of consciousness a few months ago." ”

He whispered in her ear, "Actually, my inspiration is you." ”

Warm breath brushed her ears and cheeks, and the next words made her blush and her heart beat.

"I'd like to try all the positions in my comics with you."

Her face turned red for a moment, and she almost bounced off his lap: "Hooligans! ”

The little puppet in his arms noticed the actions of the two, raised his head and meowed twice.

Rong Zhiwei touched its head: "Cats must not learn from Dad, he is too sexy!" ”

The smile on the corner of Bi Sheng's lips did not decrease, and he simply reached up and pinched her face: "I accept it as a compliment from the baby." ”

The love of his life, the sheng endlessly.

As a competent Demon Sect leader, Rong Zhiwei is well aware of one of the most important truths: "The villain dies from talking too much".

When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when people are killed and set on fire.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, she stood still on the eaves of a house in a dark suit, followed by a man in a white robe standing beside her, her face was not half a point of cold expression, but the man in white next to her was smiling.

The middle-aged man sitting on the stone table in the courtyard looked up at her, his hand movements unchanged, still pouring the pot of wine steadily: "The one who came is the Demon Sect Master?" ”

Rong Zhiwei didn't reply, but her right hand touched the dark red barbed long whip hanging from her waist - named the other side, and squinted her eyes reflecting the stars and moon, ready to kill the people in the courtyard with one blow.

She didn't answer the other party's words, but the man in white behind her smiled and opened his mouth to report to his family, and his voice was elegant: "Yes, my master is Rong Zhiwei, the one hundred and thirty-eighth generation descendant of the Demon Sect, if your Excellency has any last words, please say it quickly." ”

The man in the courtyard drank a glass of wine and said with a smile: "When I met the Demon Sect Master, I knew that I would not survive today, but I just wanted to hear the voice of the Rong Sect Master before I died, I don't know if it is feasible?" ”

Shen Yebai sneered: "My master never talks nonsense to people who can't see the sun tomorrow. ”

"Could it be a mute?"

As soon as the man in the courtyard finished speaking, she had disappeared while she was still standing on the eaves, but in the blink of an eye, the other side quickly wrapped around his neck like a poisonous snake.

The porcelain cup in the man's hand fell to the ground, and with a "pop", it shattered very crisply, and the man who had just been talking fell to the ground and didn't breathe anymore.

Blood was pouring down his neck, and the scars were deep and boneless.

Rong Zhiwei casually threw the blood on the other side to the ground, put away the whip and hung it on her waist, and glanced at Shen Yebai, who jumped down with her: "Why bother talking." ”

Although the voice of the outlet is crisp and sweet, it is like a heavenly sound, but the tone is like frost, cold and biting.

Shen Yebai's lips always had a slight smile, and the moon shone on his white robe, as if it was shining, which was very beautiful: "Isn't this what a follower should do?" ”

He looked at her in front of him, with short hair over the ears and a delicate appearance that exuded a bloodthirsty coldness.

Rong Zhiwei turned around and swaggered out of the courtyard: "If I'm not mistaken, we've known each other for ten years, and you've been my protector for eight years, when did you depreciate yourself to a follower?" ”

Shen Yebai followed suit, and walked out of the courtyard together beside her: "Eat and sleep together, and protect the Dharma closely, isn't it just a follower, every time you kill someone, I will report your name for you?" ”

"Then what the hell did you do?" She was speechlessly tight.

"Isn't it just to follow you, and when you encounter danger, he will not hesitate to use his body as a shield to block you one by one? But in all this time, I haven't seen a dying person get even half a step closer to you, and it seems like I'm useless. ”

These last two sentences finally made Rong Zhiwei's eyes dye a little smile, but there was still no expression on her face, and her tone was faint: "It's good that you know." ”

Shen Yebai pouted dissatisfiedly: "What do you mean, are you boasting of your martial arts or is it useless to damage me?" ”

There are no people who mix in the rivers and lakes who don't know the bloodthirsty side, but what is more terrifying than the whip on the bloodthirsty side is its master, the Demon Sect leader Rong Zhiwei.

is just a puppet sect leader who has only recently succeeded to the throne, but she is notorious for her clean and ruthless killing methods, and because of her cold appearance, no one has ever heard her speak.

However, everyone had only heard about it, and no one dared to say that they had seen the Demon Sect Master, because most of the ordinary people who were lucky enough to see the true face of the Sect Master would not survive that night.

As for why Rong Zhiwei is a puppet sect leader, it is because most of the people she kills are people who spend money to buy heads in the Demon Sect, and compared to the head of a sect, she is more like a killer who makes money for the Demon Sect, just going out to kill people in the name of a Demon Sect leader.