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In deep jealousy, deep longing, Jiaohe kept his senses, and the moment the other party's lips touched himself.
Dodge.
He leaned back and tilted his head, watching the faint glow of the campfire in the tent, and then said indifferently, "You're drunk—"
Crackling.
The firewood in the bonfire collapsed and burst out romantic sparks, scattered into the night sky, the scorching heat rendered the night, and the dampness blocked the mouth of the river.
His eyes widened, and his chin was clenched by Břígood's large hand, lips pressed against lips. Jiaohe raised his hand to push Buzhigood, but the moment his hand pressed on the opponent's chest, he was pressed by the opponent's backhand on his wrist!
The slightly rough five fingers slid up his palm, and then he grasped it, and the ten fingers were tightly clasped.
When the river turned his head, Burigood pursued it, like a jackal biting the vital point of his prey, and pursued and kissed him without giving an inch.
"You!" Jiaohe leaned back to the limit, and said vaguely, "Loose...... Open ......"
Burigood took the first step and grabbed his other hand, and Jiaohe lost his balance, and Burigood immediately pressed the person down, and then in the confinement and being restricted, his kiss became more and more intense.
"What?" Břigood leaned over as he watched prey, "Don't you like it?"
Jiaohe gasped, his face turned crimson, and he couldn't tell whether it was shame or anger, and he said angrily, "Phew! Livestock!"
Břigood tilted his head away from the spittle, then laughed and said, "Scared now? There were quite a few *** among my former captives, but not one." His face was close to biting the words, "Wild like you."
Jiaohe wanted to raise his leg and kick people, but Burigud sat forward on Jiaohe's stomach, he was condescending, and Jiaohe struggled several times but failed to push people away.
He said angrily, "Get out of here! Or I'll kill you!"
Burigood suddenly let go of his hand, and then slowly straightened up and looked down at Jiaohe, the smile was still rich, and he said slowly: "Then you do it, kill me, no one can unite the tribes of the desert."
Jiao He rubbed his lips rudely with the back of his hand, and he said fiercely, "You threaten me?"
Břigood sat back with his hips raised, his thumb rubbing the crystal on his lips, and said with a triumphant expression on his face, "Even if it is. Sleep."
He had just lay back on the carpet and was about to yawn, when Jiaohe suddenly came over like a wolf and sat on top of him, clenching his fists at Burigood and slashing his head and face!
Burigood parried again and again, and his mouth kept muffled. The shadow of the fist overlapped, but the force grew lighter and lighter, until a moment later, the tent was silent again.
The heavy breathing continued to cause his chest to rise and fall violently, and Burigood paused for a long time with his arms raised, and only after noticing that Jiaohe had stopped his hand did he open his squinted eyes and lower his arms to look at the person in front of him.
Jiaohe's eyes stared at him like an eagle, his white face was crimson, and he broke the silence and suddenly said, "Ask me what you asked me again."
Burigood lowered his hand and let Jiaohe sit on his waist, and he asked, "Which one?"
Jiaohe glared at him and said, "Knowingly."
Břigood raised his hand and scratched his head, and said casually, "Do you like men?"
Crackling.
The crackling sound of charcoal wood crackling sounded, and in the crackling sound, Jiaohe looked at Burigood.
"I like it."
Břigood's hand paused, his face turned serious, and he looked at Jiaohe as if in confirmation and asked, "Who?"
Jiaohe tightened his thighs and clamped Burigood's waist, he slowly leaned over and pressed his face against Burigood's face, the tips of their noses rubbing the tips of their noses, and the hot breath spewed together.
He looked at the man earnestly and said, "You."
The words faded, and the next moment his kiss poured into Břilgood's mouth like a dark tide in the night.
Gentle touch, full and full of clinging, after this deep kiss, Jiaohe bowed his head slightly, his eyes still staring at Burigood.
The two looked at each other, and Břigood suddenly reached out and put his arm around Jiaohe's neck, pulling him back into the tide of desire.
He kissed deeply, kissed seriously.
Jiaohe's fingers slid up his thick chest between the thin fabrics, and he quickly ripped open the placket of the other's clothes, and finally wrapped his arms around his neck.
The placket of Burigood was half exposed, and then he easily picked the man up, he looked up, Jiaohe looked down, and in the moment of looking at each other, they both saw the longing of the other that had been locked in their hearts for a long time. The shadow was reflected on the gauze of the tent by the campfire, as if it were a hazy mist, and became a corner for the two to hide, a place of freedom.
The placket of his clothes fell off, his skin rubbed against his scars, beads of hot sweat slid down his neck to his collarbones, Jiaohe's eyes were shrouded in misty tears, and there was no cold murder in Burigood's eyes now, only the tenderness of an iron man.
The surrounding temperature made Jiaohe find the danger of the desert, he smelled the familiar body odor, and in the firelight of the night sand, the totem representing the royal family was revealed.
At this moment, he was finally able to let go of all hatred and mustard and return to the embrace of the clan.
The sound of ticking water falls.
An ethereal voice rang out.
"Shh......h
The diffuse fluorescence illuminated the entire cavern in a flickering light.
Rustling footsteps came and went, exotic languages sounded in the cave, and people hiding in the shadows listened, fingers against their lips in silence.
The crowd who walked into the bright place were all with dark palms, they were wearing strong suits, carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, and after they dispersed, they began to beat around with their medicine hoes in their hands, and after digging out the raw stones on the wall, they put them into the bamboo baskets behind them at will.
"They're gathering the Dead Stones." The fifth Ting, crouching behind the rock, said almost silently, "Their hands have been tempered, even if they touch the stone of the afterlife, I see."
She tilted her affirmative gaze to Lu Hanxiao in front of her, whose eyes narrowed slightly, carefully observing the movements of the Bloody Alliance.
Watching the stones of the dead being thrown into the bamboo basket, Lu Hanxiao's eyes gradually widened, and the hand holding the sword unconsciously clenched with force.
Everyone watched nervously, no one noticed his strangeness, and at the moment when Lu Hanxiao's steps were slightly dull and he was about to rush out, a big hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve.
Lu Hanxiao looked back, and saw Sheng looking at him with a peaceful face, and immediately shook his head slightly.
His breath was a little heavier, and he looked back at the heavy bamboo basket on the back of those people, his face became more and more solemn, and Wu Shiliu also followed and pressed his shoulder, shaking his head silently. Z.br>
Lu Hanxiao was suppressed, so he had no choice but to slowly squat down and continue to watch, the four of them peeped at the rotation of this group of people from the Bloody Alliance, and only after all the collection was completed and the personnel left one after another, the four of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Presumably, these stones were intended to be used on those Cana." Fifth Ting's words were melancholy, "Being kept in the dark and being a mermaid, these people are really pitiful."
"The fifth benefactor bodhisattva has a heart, but the object of compassion is a few points wrong." Standing up on the ground, he slapped the dust on his buttocks, "The magic hands of those demons have to be cultivated from a young age with the secret method of yin and evil, the ten fingers of a person are connected to the heart, and the secret method of poison must be pulled out of the nails, soaked in the poison that is extremely painful, and the secret method of poisoning stops at the tendons of the elbows, and the ten fingers are painful and itchy, sometimes cold and sometimes hot. Alas." "Imagine that a child has endured such pain since he was a child, just to be a knife in the hands of others, is it not pitiful? I want the little monk to say bluntly, heaven and earth are unfair, and life is impermanent."
"That's exactly what the master said." Wu Shiliu's face was covered by the veil and she couldn't see her expression, but her words were a little sad, "If a child has been fighting for others all his life, his life will be extremely miserable."
"Long sighs are not what we are doing on the right path." Lu Hanxiao took a deep breath, then turned to the three of them and said, "I am waiting for this trip to explore the truth of the Demon Dao, and now that I know what they are plotting, I should return to the mountain gate as soon as possible to report to the heads of the four major factions, so as to make plans as soon as possible, so as to prevent such disasters from spreading all over the heavens and the earth."
"What Senior Brother Lu said is that we have been hiding here these days, and the whereabouts of the Demon Dao have been mastered, if we want to escape quietly, we will not be able to detect those Demon Dao if we want to." Wu Shiliu got up gracefully, and she glanced out of the cave, "This
It's a good time, so let's leave as soon as possible."
Lu Hanxiao and Lisheng both nodded in agreement, but at this moment, Fifth Ting suddenly let out a cry of surprise: "Huh? You see." She bent down to look deeper into the cave, and then said in disbelief, "I just saw a red light flickering in the cave, and the spiritual power is extremely strong."
"Fifth Senior Sister is wrong, right?" Lu Hanxiao followed her line of sight and looked into the cave, where it was pitch black, "The depths are full of ordinary rocks, not even the dead stones."
"Am I dazzled?" Fifth Ting rubbed her eyes, "Didn't you see that red light?"
Wu Shiliu and Lisheng both shook their heads.
"Let's go." Lu Hanxiao turned sideways to the exit of the cave, "Time is pressing."
The fifth Ting had no choice but to give up, and the four of them were about to walk out, but at this moment, a large and incomparably red light suddenly appeared behind them, stretching the shadows of the four people from the ground to the extreme, and then dissipated in an instant!
The four of them turned around in shock, and the fifth Ting said excitedly, "I just said there was a red light, right?"
After nodding his head, he clasped the Buddha beads with his thumb and said, "Beware, this red light is coming from an unknown source, maybe there is something different."
"No!" Wu Shiliu suddenly denied with a trembling voice, "I know what this red light is!"
Lu Hanxiao turned to her and asked suspiciously, "You know?"
Wu Shiliu took out a crimson feather from the Sumeru bag around her waist, and immediately held it flat to show the three of them, she said with a firm expression: "This is the red feather, the tail feather left in the world by the Vermilion Bird among the four spirits, and it is the thing left behind by my Purple Smoke Pavilion ancestor."
Fifth Ting leaned closer to look at the red feather and said, "The spiritual power on this feather is very weak, but the aura is very similar to the spiritual power emanating from the red light just now."
Wu Shiliu said excitedly, "There must be Suzaku, let's go!" She walked towards the cave first, "If you find the Vermilion Bird, you can find the whereabouts of the other three spirits, we must all go in!"
"No!" Lu Hanxiao righteously denied, "Senior Martial Sister, if the Vermilion Bird is in the cave, and we also find the Vermilion Bird, what will happen next? There are only four of us, but there are countless demons outside, and the people of Cana, if the demon path discovers where the Suzaku is, it will inevitably be different, which is not good for us, and if the demon way is called to restrain the Suzaku, wouldn't it help the abuse?"