The woman in red knelt aside, staring at Ziyang's handsome face. Her hands unknowingly reached into the grass and tightly grasped a bunch of weeds, making her hands full of water.
Suddenly, she pressed Zi Yang's arms with both hands to prevent him from moving. She slowly closed her beautiful eyes and kissed Zi Yang on the mouth through the veil.
The scent of jasmine filled his nostrils. Ziyang opened his eyes suddenly, and his arms immediately began to struggle, but he couldn't use any strength. He could only let her do whatever he wanted, but he couldn't do anything about her.
After a long time, the woman in red opened her eyes, let go of her hands, the veil at the corner of her mouth moved slightly, and stood up naturally.
Zi Yang stared at her expressionlessly. If looks could kill, the woman in red would die countless times.
This was the first time in his life that he was forcefully kissed by a girl, and his first kiss was also taken away from him. Although it was through a veil, he was bullied after all.
This kind of bullying is not as simple as physical pain. It will be fine after the injury is healed. What the woman in red gave him was a psychological trauma and a humiliation that will be unforgettable for a lifetime.
After feeling Zi Yang's resentful gaze, the woman in red asked softly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Shameless!" Zi Yang said through gritted teeth with a gloomy face, then took off his clothes and wringed out the water inside them.
"I'm shameless?" The woman in red chuckled and said, "You are hiding here and watching me take a shower. You are not an aboveboard person."
Zi Yang turned his back to her and said sternly: "I came here to get water! I didn't even know you were here, otherwise, even if you kill me, I wouldn't come here to get water."
"Getting water? How long does it take to get water? You've been staying on the shore of the pool for so long." The woman in red approached his back and whispered in his ear: "What did you see? Does it look good?"
Ziyang took the clothes and walked aside, refusing to admit it and said: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Don't understand? Okay, then I'll let you understand." The woman in red stretched out her arms, hugged him from behind, and rested her chin on his shoulder, looking very intimate.
Ziyang didn't resist or speak. He just stood there and let her hold him.
In fact, when the woman in red grabbed his arms, he tried to resist with all his strength. However, he failed to shake the woman in red, otherwise he would not have been forcefully kissed by her.
There was a seven-level difference between the two of them. In front of the woman in red, he was like a child who had no power to fight back. No matter how much he resisted, it was always in vain.
"There is no one in this wilderness, you'd better be good, otherwise, don't blame me for doing anything to you." The woman in red slowly moved her palms upward from his abdomen to his chest, her delicate He shouted and teased: "Your heart is beating so fast, are you looking forward to it too?"
"What will it take for you to let me go?" Ziyang broke into a cold sweat and his body shivered slightly.
"It's very simple, you stay with me for one night, and I will let you go." The woman in red used her arms and Ziyang took two steps back, her back pressed tightly against her soft breasts.
Zi Yang's body's energy and blood surged. To him, a young man who didn't understand anything about men and women, every word spoken by the woman in red seemed to be full of magic, which made him a little distracted and unable to resist her temptation.
Zi Yang took a deep breath, tried his best to stay awake, and said: "I don't like you..."
Before he could finish his words, the woman in red became emotional and said extremely displeased: "What?! What did you say?"
Zi Yang quickly added: "However, I am willing to be friends with you."
"Friend? I don't care! Since you don't like me, then I don't have to be polite to you anymore." The woman in red touched his belt with her palm.
Zi Yang hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute! Emotions can be cultivated. Just because I don't like you now doesn't mean I won't like you in the future. We can start as friends. What do you think?"
In order to stabilize the woman in red, he also racked his brains and tried every means to discuss with her so that she could see hope that she might be able to escape unscathed.
The woman in red said very forcefully: "You are mine, and my heart cannot escape."
Zi Yang nodded helplessly and pretended to be concerned: "You must be tired after standing for so long. Why don't we go over there and take a rest?"
"I'm not tired. I want to hold you like this for the rest of my life." The woman in red blushed slightly and hugged her tighter, as if she was afraid that Ziyang would escape.
Zi Yang changed the subject and said: "The water under our feet is too cold. Long-term immersion is not good for your health, especially girls. Don't catch a cold."
The woman in red looked slightly sideways, stared at his face, and asked, "Are you concerned about me? Or are you saying these things to please me on purpose to get away?"
Zi Yang smiled awkwardly and then said, "We are friends. Isn't it normal to care about each other?"
The woman in red retracted her arm and threatened in a cold voice: "Don't play tricks on me or make me angry. You should know what fate is waiting for you."
Zi Yang nodded, and after a few steps forward, a tender hand stretched out very calmly, and their fingers intertwined. He turned to look at the woman in red.
"What's wrong? Can't friends hold hands?" The woman in red blinked slightly. She didn't feel there was anything wrong with what she did.
It didn't take long for the two of them to walk out of the wet grass. Ziyang was about to bend down and pick up the shoes on the ground when the woman in red said something that shocked him.
"Sit down and let me help you put it on."
Zi Yang stretched out his hand to stop him and refused: "No, no, I can do it myself."
hiss!
"Huh?" The woman in red exerted a little force on her palms, and Ziyang felt a numbness in her arms.
After that, he sat on the ground. The woman in red held the shoes in one hand and lifted his feet in the other. She put on the shoes for him carefully and considerately. During this period, she did not tease him.
After she put on Zi Yang's shoes, she sat next to him, put her hands around Zi Yang's arms, and leaned in sideways. Zi Yang dared to hide, but he didn't dare to move where he sat.
"Why do you keep wearing a veil? Are there any injuries on your face?"
"What? Are you afraid that I'm ugly and not good enough for you?"
"No, no, beauty and ugliness are all given by your parents. They are things that cannot be changed. You can control the quality of your heart."
"You mean I'm a bad person?"
"No no......"
"There is no best!"
Ziyang originally wanted to deepen the relationship between them through small talk, but the attitude of the woman in red was not very friendly, so he did not dare to ask any more questions.
In the desert west of Wu Zheng Town
The sky is full of yellow sand, and in a circular battlefield formed by the gathering of gravel, two figures, one golden and one blue, are colliding fiercely. It seems that the two are evenly matched and evenly matched.
While the two were fighting, violent turbulences occurred one after another in the desert. The gravel walls scratched by sharp claws slowly came together again in the blink of an eye.
The God of War stood outside the battlefield and sighed: "Qiu Tiancha gave birth to a good son. Compared with him, my son still has a long way to go."
Suddenly, a round of milky white light appeared under the blue Sirius' feet, and the God of War's eyes froze. Lin Xiaojie struggled for a long time, but in the end he could not escape the fate of failure. His body smashed into the gravel wall and fell to the ground on his back.
After the battle, Qiu Leng returned to his original appearance and came to the Martial God. He looked the same as before the battle. He bowed his hands and said, "Uncle Martial God's beloved disciple is indeed extraordinary. My nephew has no choice but to use his half-self power." ’, I hope you’ll forgive me.”
The six extreme powers in the world can be divided into two categories: the power of darkness and the power of light. The half-self mentioned by Qiu Leng belongs to the awakening of the power of darkness, and the power of selflessness is divided into two types, namely half-self. And selflessness.
Half-self is what Qiu Leng uses. He possesses half of his consciousness and devotes himself wholeheartedly to the battle. It can be called the most perfect ultimate power.
And selflessness has only been possessed by one person for thousands of years, and he is also the strongest person in the world. In the state of selflessness, there is no consciousness, and he fights like a madman, using deadly moves to kill everyone in front of him.
Selflessness is originally the most powerful ultimate power in the world, but its flaw is too cruel and no one can control it, and because very few people have the power of selflessness.
Therefore, the half-self is called the strongest by the world.
The God of War was not angry because of Lin Xiaojie's defeat. Instead, he smiled and praised: "My good nephew has become more and more skillful in controlling half of me. It is really rare in this and ancient times."
"Now that the matter is over, my nephew will take his leave first." Qiu Leng turned around and left without saying any polite words.
The God of War didn't say anything to persuade him to stay. He looked at the direction Qiu Leng was leaving and said expressionlessly: "Now you know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world?"
Lin Xiaojie was lying on the ground gasping for breath, the claw marks on his face were very conspicuous. When Qiu Leng activated his semi-self state, he had no power to resist and could only passively take the beating.
With such a disastrous defeat, he not only lost his own face, but also lost the face of the Martial God.
If Qiu Leng hadn't held back, this battle would have been over long ago. The reason why he refused to use the power of the Jida was to save face for the God of War.
Lin Xiaojie knelt in front of the Martial God and said: "Master, I am too weak. He has no weaknesses in his semi-self state. I don't even have the strength to fight back. My disciple has let you down."
The God of War comforted him: "It's not that you are weak, it's that he is too strong."
When the God of War said these words, Lin Xiaojie could no longer suppress his emotions. The tears in his eyes slid over the wound on his cheek. He held a handful of gravel in his hands, and blood flowed out of his hands drop by drop.
After this defeat, Lin Xiaojie was hit hard. He was also recognized by the divine palace, but his divine weapon was defeated by Qiu Leng's phantom beast.
"Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is whether you dare to face failure and stand up again." The God of War smiled and bent down, extending a hand to him.
After Lin Xiaojie saw it, he knocked his head into the hard gravel and was reluctant to look up at the confident smile on the face of the God of War.
