Under the shallow halo, A'rao's long and thick eyelashes covered the light near her eyebrows, and half of her beautiful face was looming in the light.
Her face, with red lips and white teeth, flowed through the thin haze of smoke, and she actually looked like a girl.
"Ning Feiyan can stamp you with one seal, but I can stamp you with a hundred or a thousand.
I can remove the traces she left on you, but she is not qualified and dare not wash away the marks I left on you. "
When she said this, she had a smile on her face, her voice was very light, but her eyes seemed to be full of stagnant water.
Seeing Balian struggling and angry, she was not actually smiling as happily as she looked on her face.
The pain in his waist gradually faded away, and after the intense numbness and pain dissipated for a few minutes, Balian belatedly became aware of the tearing pain in his heart.
He stopped struggling and looked down at the skin where Ning Feiyan's name had been torn off and covered with a shallow layer of blood scab.
He had been in a coma for a long time, and logically speaking, his corpse demon physique should not still have such scars.
It seemed that the female witch deliberately left this pain to him.
Balian didn't know whether this was a warning or a lesson, his brows turned cold: "Let me go."
Aluo said nothing.
Balian looked at the densely packed bright red seals on his body and saw that these were just ordinary seals and oil paints, which were not difficult to clean.
It's just that now he is trapped on the Demon Lord's embroidered couch. If she doesn't let him go, the traces on his body cannot be wiped away at all.
The word "Ning Feiyan" stuck in his mind, it was the romance between men and women.
But A'luo left these marks on him so forcefully and rudely, the meaning completely changed.
This is undoubtedly declaring one's sovereignty.
It's like a night wolf leaving its claw marks on its territory.
How unpleasant!
Bai Lian said coldly: "It's meaningless for you to bring me here except to waste your time."
A'luo turned sideways and took out a bottle of wine hidden in the bed, bit open the red cloth seal with his mouth, and forcefully poured the wine into Bai Lian's mouth without saying a word.
Bailian subconsciously tightened his mouth and turned his head to avoid it. The next moment, his chest was burned by a hard object.
It was A'luo who let go of the Mengsheng Yanluo in his hand and threw it on Bai Lian's body.
Three slender, soft fingers pinched Balian's cheeks firmly, forced his head to turn upright, forced him to open his mouth, and poured in streams of cold wine.
"Well...well..."
Bailian couldn't stop coughing and was forced to swallow a few big mouthfuls. The warm and strong taste of wine in his mouth actually made him feel very familiar.
Isn't this the fairy wine that Qingxuan, the female official of the Seal Department, brought out to entertain the guests during the night banquet in Xianling City?
She is a majestic demon king, and her abilities are so great that she secretly hid all the fairy wine on Kunlun Mountain in the demon world.
As a corpse demon, Balian has no sense of taste, and it is difficult for him to digest ordinary human food.
But the wine that he poured into his mouth this time was produced in Kunlun, and the smell of the wine that poured in one mouthful after another was extremely destructive to one's consciousness.
He struggled and turned his head, half of the wine poured into his stomach, and the other half spilled out along his face and neck, staining her thighs and the bed.
The jar of wine quickly emptied, A'luo released his chin and picked up the Meng Sheng cigarette that fell on his chest again.
"Cough cough cough cough... cough cough!!" Bailian choked and coughed heartbreakingly, and his pale, clammy face soon became flushed with the smell of alcohol.
A'rao looked at his embarrassed appearance with a half-smile, and stretched out her hand to touch his pinched cheek with cold eyes: "Even if it's meaningless to catch you here, I can still do something meaningful."
There was a heavy coughing sound in Bai Lian's chest, but his body was still unable to move.
He looked at the female devil coldly, avoided her fingers, opened his mouth and spat out all the wine he had not swallowed on her face like rain.
A'rao's eyes darkened, but he didn't get angry.
The clear bead-like wine dripped slowly down her dark eyelashes, and she looked even more miserable and miserable than Balian when she was wet.
But she gently licked the wine on her lips without caring and continued to smile:
"In the final analysis, Ning Feiyan just took advantage of your drunkenness that day in Xianling City. If not for that, you would definitely not like a woman like her based on your temperament."
Balian tilted his head, although he didn't want to pay attention to her.
But if he really had to make assumptions, if it hadn't been for those few days, he would not have been deeply involved with Ning Feiyan.
But in this world, assumptions can only be assumptions and never become reality.
"You just pity her for giving it to you for the first time. Out of responsibility, you can't let her go without any peace of mind.
If you let me take advantage of you, does this mean that you will also let me in? "
A'luo's eyes were filled with bitterness, her slender fingertips focused on the scar on his heart, and she sneered again and again.
Bai Lian's heart was shocked. Before he could recover, a warm hand passed through the thick animal down blanket and landed on his waist.
Balian was startled by her sudden behavior, and his stubbornly raised head suddenly fell back onto her lap. He opened his eyes red with alcohol and was particularly angry: "Get your hands away! "
In response to Bai Lian's anger, A'luo only replied to him with two words: "Dream!"
Balian tensed his muscles, his handsome face turned red, and his pupils trembled as he said, "Are you such a shameless demon king? I'm not your male favorite. Let me go!"
A'rao sneered. In response to Bailian's scolding, she pulled away the blanket, bent her legs slightly, and pushed Bailian's lying body up to sit up.
The eye-catching characters '娆' on his body were like poisonous needles piercing deeply into Balian's heart.
There is almost no gap in the skin, even the waist and stomach are covered with red 'rao'.
The enchanting red words reflected the cold skin, giving it a different kind of beauty.
But I wonder which man in this world can endure such humiliation.
Bailian's blood was boiling fiercely. He looked away quickly after just one glance, looking at A'luo with lustful eyes: "You are shameless! You are so good!"
A'luo had been playing these tricks with his master since his future life before he was reborn.
If you think about it carefully, this is the first time in his life that this is something new.
She looked at Balian's angry expression with interest, and for a moment, she felt deeply nostalgic.
Although she spent time with the master day and night during that period, he would always scold her with red eyes every day, and he would never look at her with a good face, making her extremely angry.
But later on, the Master teamed up with the duplicitous old woman on Kunlun Mountain to take over her lair in the demon world, and then died in the long sea.
At that time, it made her feel that the days when the two met and hated each other were also particularly precious and precious to her.
She looked deeply at Bai Lian's face full of anger and hatred, and couldn't help but smile: "I have always been a fair-minded person. Since I want to stamp your seal, I can't neglect any part of it."
She commented as if admiring some jade: "Although it is rare for Ning Feiyan to be generous, he is willing to use the original spiritual power of the succubus to nourish your body. The corpse demon's dead body should no longer grow.
But you have indeed grown a lot in the time you have been in the demon world, but compared to the person I once fell in love with, you can only be regarded as a young guy. "
A mouthful of blood welled up in Balian's throat, and he was so angry: "Then go find your sweetheart, and don't provoke me!"
A'luo looked at him meaningfully and said with a smile: "How do you not know that you won't become my sweetheart when you grow up?"
The female devil often said such romantic and frivolous words, and Balian could see how angry, cold, dark, and bloody madness was suppressed under her faint smile.
Now she was sleeping in the same bed with him. After several teasing and teasing, she lost her patience when she saw that he always looked depressed and unwilling to die.
He pinched the wine-stained cheek with his fingers and looked at Balian coldly: "Are you not interested in me at all?"
That day in the bathtub, Ning Feiyan seduced him a little, but he couldn't extricate himself.
Today she served her wholeheartedly, but he didn't even want to look at her.
I don’t know what kind of magic weapon the silk rope was made of, but it actually suppressed Balian’s corpse demon physique to death.
Unable to struggle, he said angrily: "Even if you use this method to mess with me, there is no way I will like you!
Being so selfish like you! Autocratic! Insidious and cunning woman, I will never like you in this life! It’s even less likely that it has anything to do with you! As long as I get out of trouble in the future, even if I use a knife to remove the skin and flesh, I will definitely wash away these traces! "
Ning Feiyan had only known him for a few months, and he treated such a small handwriting on him as a treasure, and he didn't even scratch it at all.
She covered him all over, and she would rather cut him off with a knife than completely cut off the connection with her.
Nothing could hurt her heart more than this, it was like a red-hot knife hitting her heart, causing blood to flow and convulsions to continue.
"Okay! Okay! Very good!" The female devil's dark pupils were full of violence, and her eyes became increasingly red.
He was the only one in the world who could please her.
And at the same time, he was the only one who could easily touch her injured scales!
Longsheng's anger did not break out, and the next moment, she calmed down strangely.
A'luo leaned lazily between the railings, held the jade cigarette rod lightly, and slowly took a deep breath of Mengsheng cigarette. The white jade on the pipe gradually burned into a wisp of orange-red color as she smoked.
Even in such a weird atmosphere, the smoke exhaled by Miao Miao blurred her vision, making her look like a romantic woman in an ancient scroll painting. The moving charm contained in her was unreasonable and addictive.
She said: "You are willing to let go of your good skin. If you want to clean up, I can't stop you, but..."
She bent her slender fingers and flicked his head. She showed a strange smile: "Some things can mark the bone marrow and are difficult to remove even by scraping the bones. I am very much looking forward to it. Ning Feiyan will see what I leave on you." The expression when the mark was placed.”
A'luo's eyes were like a piece of ice, falling straight into Balian's limbs and bones. Balian's heart skipped a beat as soon as his eyes came in contact with him.
As if he instinctively sensed danger, a numb chill quickly spread to the back of his neck: "You..."
Before he could guess anything from the Demon Lord's eyes, A'luo leaned forward and exhaled a wisp of clean smoke from the gap between his lips, spraying it between his earlobes: "This is not as good as the ink mud." So superficial."
The Meng Sheng cigarette fell straight down from her hand, and the jade end of the pipe, which was red with burning tobacco, was firmly pressed against Bai Lian's waist.
The red-hot temperature of the pipe was not too high, and it would not really damage his body.
After all, the fragrance in Kamenshengyan is definitely not vulgar. Even if it passes against the skin, it will leave traces of fragrance that penetrate through the skin and bones.
The sharp pain hit his soul, the pain was so extreme that even Balian's perseverance could not suppress the burst of screams, and his bones were twitching in pain.
He croaked 'Ah! With a sound, half of his face was so white that it turned blue, his trembling lips opened, and he bit hard on the neck that Aluo was leaning towards.
The hot blood snaked down from her snow-white jade neck, dripping on his shoulder like a red plum in bloom.
A'luo didn't dodge and let him bite her hard.
She raised her hand slightly and saw bright red on top of bright red, and a small bright red font was written on the skin seal.
'Rao' is inherently demonic, but water cannot wash it away.
There was a burning pain all over his body. Balian sucked in the cold air and slowly let go of his teeth. He clenched his fists with a pale face and tightened his teeth: "Why bother you to humiliate me like this? If you are not happy in your heart, just kill me with a knife." Just kill me."
A'luo touched the blood on his neck, and the smile on his face made everyone feel chilly: "It's so beautiful to look at."
Balian angrily spat at you: "You pervert!"
A'luo looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile, and said: "I treated you tenderly just now, but you didn't react at all. Now that I'm torturing you and hurting you, you're a little more angry. I don't know who is more likely to be born with a masochistic temperament." Be perverted."
Balian said angrily: "Don't try to deceive me! Don't think I don't know that your dream smoke has a hallucinogenic effect, and it is the number one aphrodisiac in the devil world that penetrates the skin to the bone!"
"Really?" The female devil smiled coldly, and the cigarette rod in her hand was hanging around his waist.
The smoke from Mengsheng was like steaming mist, falling faintly on the wound on his waist, making the words even more profound.
She was clearly doing extremely cruel and cruel things, but her ambiguous behavior and provocative appearance made her look like a seductive banshee in a deserted temple at night.
He spoke slowly and leisurely with a hint of teasing that others would have been unable to resist.
Bai Lian was in so much pain that he couldn't even see her anymore, and couldn't hear what she was saying at all.
At the moment when he was swallowed by the pain, there was a "buzzing" sound in his head, as if a clear thread connecting his consciousness was melted.
His eyes gradually lost their original color, and there was a blazing scarlet color that did not belong to the corpse demon, as if there were some other weird and terrifying things hidden in this body.
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