This Damned Thirst for Survival

After understanding what his desire for Jiang Luo was, Chi You developed full endurance and interest in Jiang Luo's every move.

Now, Jiang Luo is hiding in the crowd, the strange smell is mottled, covering Jiang Luo's breath. But this is more like the last bow before the gift is unveiled, or the last procedure before the cake is presented.

He was very interested in it.

The evil spirit walked into the crowd, he was incompatible with the people around him, but no one stepped forward to drive him, and no one dared to look at him with integrity.

Wherever the evil spirit goes, it will give way to a vacuum. This gives the evil spirits good vision conditions.

But there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a talisman was pasted on Chi You's body from the left.

Someone laughed and said: "Everyone pretends to be a ghost, don't throw garbage."

The people on both sides of the surroundings were noisy and noisy, and no one was strange.

The evil spirit lowered his head, and a big hole was burnt out of the suit pasted by the talisman, and smoke was hot and hot. The corners of the evil spirit’s lips curled up, and another sharp golden dagger came back. The evil spirit evaded in time, but a long mark was still drawn on the neck, and the golden dagger disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.

Blood came out of the wound.

Chi You looked back in the direction where the golden dagger flew, and also didn't find the person who played the black hand in the dark.

He raised his hand and felt the blood stains, and his fingers ran over black as dirty blood. Chi You narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around and walked back, but a whip was wrapped around his feet, pulling him back suddenly.

But the evil spirit who had already prepared just moved his leather shoes back a few minutes, and he looked in the direction of the whip, but the next second, the golden whip entered the crowd from below.

"Cunning fox," exclaimed the evil spirit, "so clever."

The parade slowly turned to the next street, and in the crowd, an ordinary little ghost slowly fell behind and got into an alley.

His footsteps were getting faster and faster, and he kept turning right in the alley, and the noisy lantern district gradually turned into an unmanned alley.

A street lamp stood faintly in the middle, hitting the ground dimly.

The moth flickered its wings around the bulb.

But the kid's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He slowly stepped back a few steps, then turned back to the original path, but faced a cloud of black fog.

The shadow standing under the street lamp smiled and said, "Ah, the game is over."

Jiang Luo turned around, he calmly took off the mask and black robe from his face, and looked at Chi You.

The black-haired young man's forehead was sweaty, the mask was covered with the mist after his breath, and his face was reddened by the steam. Li Li is like a rose beauty that the painter has spent countless thoughts on sculpting.

The evil spirit walked from the dark shadow under the lamp to the light, his dark eyes were full of interest, and the suit and shoes that had been burned by Jiang Luo had been restored to their original form.

The red gem gleamed with a charming and dangerous luster, and the evil spirit walked in front of Jiang Luo with a relaxed tone: "Where are you going to run?"

There is no place to run.

In fact, Jiang Luo was tired from running.

When the dust settled, Jiang Luo was particularly calm when he was about to face this moment.

There is even a bizarre interest made up of pure malice.

"Don't run away," the black-haired young man raised his lips and smiled, his lip color was like a layer of honey under the light. He looked at the evil spirit provocatively and said, "I'm tired of playing too."

The evil spirit walked in front of Jiang Luo.

The black mist from him enveloped Jiang Luo, isolating the light and moonlight. Jiang Luo was pushed onto the wall of the uninhabited alley. Apart from this evil spirit, there was only darkness in front of him.

Jiang Luo looked up at the evil spirit fearlessly, watching the desire in his eyes suddenly emerge from the dark, like the terrifying deep sea that set off the turbulent waves, Jiang Luo's heart unexpectedly gave birth to a sense of secret sarcasm and refreshment. As if this hypocritical and dangerous evil spirit was finally conquered by him, and finally bowed in front of him, the desire to conquer was enveloped by maliciousness, and the evil nature suddenly prevailed.

Jiang Luo chuckled a few times, crawling his fingers on Chi You's tie, lightly sketching the ruby ​​rose pin, "Mr. Devil, this set of ruby ​​jewelry was not thrown into the trash can by me?"

The tail of his eyes was raised, and he glanced at the evil spirit like a hook, "Could it be that the high-ranking teacher Chi himself took him out of the trash can?"

The evil spirit’s voice was low, and he raised his hand to pin the sticky black hair on Jiang Luo’s forehead behind his ear, “What I want will be delivered to my hand by countless people. Most of the time, I don’t I won't do it myself."

"Even if it's in the trash can," the evil spirit leaned happily, and said ambiguously in the ear of the black-haired young man, "Even if it's you."

"Then I'm really honored," Jiang Luo smirked. "After all, you personally ‘handled’ me."

The evil spirit smirked, "You are different."

He held Jiang Luo's moving hand on his tie and snapped Jiang Luo's two hands on top. These few words were already Chi You's gentlemanly demeanor. His patience was exhausted, before Jiang Luo frowned, he instinctively moved forward again.

It was still that hard and savage kiss.

Only this time, the kiss seemed to be more charming by desire. Evil ghosts don't need breath, Jiang Luo treated each other indifferently at first, watching him coldly at his face that was dyed more evil and ghostly by desire. Cold and warm, the evil spirit's tongue was as cold as ice, sliding to Jiang Luo's lips, even wanting to slide down.

Jiang Luo couldn't breathe gradually, he lifted his knees and kicked, but he felt like kicking a rock that he didn't notice. A sense of suffocation hit, Jiang Luo pulled his head back, the evil spirit slightly withdrew from his mouth, and said with a low smile: "What's the matter?"

He has a low voice.

Jiang Luo felt something against him below. He panted with big mouthfuls, his face flushed, and his disgusting eyes pierced the evil spirit mercilessly, "Are you going to suffocate me?"

"From before to now," Jiang Luo sneered, "Your kissing skills are really bad enough."

Chi You brushed the gorgeous color on his lips. He was in a happy mood at the moment. He didn't care about Jiang Luo's words that irritated him deliberately, "Then practice kissing skills on you."

As soon as the voice fell, he pressed Jiang Luo on the back of his neck and kissed him again without denying it.

The walls of the alley are rough and gritty.

Jiang Luo's arm was rubbed slightly red. I don’t know how many times I’ve been kissed by evil spirits. The lip burns dry horribly. When they were separated, the mouth and the mouth were stuck together. The fragile human body could not resist such endless requests. Jiang Luo’s lips once again The broken skin shed bright red blood and moistened dry lips.

The smell of blood spread from one person's lips to two people's lips. Jiang Luo turned his head too irritably and didn't want to continue, but the evil spirit was like a shark chasing after the smell of blood. Bloody.

In the black mist, it was as if there were only two of them in the world, and the gasping sounds overlapped. Deep and sexy, I don't know how long it took, when Jiang Luo was hypoxic until his eyes turned black, the evil spirit finally left his lips.

"..." Jiang Luo opened his lips, his lips were painful, as if every inch of meat had been put in his lips by the evil spirit and tasted it, "Chi You."

His voice was too dry and dumb. In the dry dumbness, the exquisite heat and breath were extremely hot, "Are you a dog?"

The evil spirit looked down at him, his Adam's apple rolling, his eyes deep and deep.

The handsome faces of human beings shattered to the ground, and the greed of the devil twisted and floated on their faces.

But it was extremely hot and enthusiastic, like a handful of scarlet fire.

Jiang Luo could feel his very strong gaze scanning his body, swept across his lips, it was his neck, and then, like a substantial one, fell on Jiang Luo's collarbone.

This gaze was full of danger, Jiang Luo breathed slightly, his throat was painful, and it faintly itchy under such gaze. He raised his neck to relieve itching, his slender neck was smooth and white, and the evil spirit's sight became even hotter. While making Jiang Luo's hair terrifying, it also aroused the excitement factor hidden in his instinctive blood. His heart was noisy, beating faster and faster.

Jiang Luo's face was red, and his lips were also **** red. The corners of his lips hooked higher and higher, looking at the appearance of the evil spirit, like a glamorous ghost who seduced people into hell.

"Chi You," he stood relaxed, his neckline wrinkled by evil spirits and walls, hanging on his shiny shoulders, "The way you are now, you are really... embarrassed."

Several strands of the black-haired young man's hair hooked on Chi You, even if he was restrained by his hands and pressed in such a remote corner, but his aura and posture seemed to have the upper hand.

Jiang Luo smiled badly and said lazily, "Poor as a beggar, do you need me to give you some coins?"

Chi You sighed and whispered: "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp."

Hei Mist penetrated Jiang Luo's trouser legs and crawled upward deliberately slowly. From the calf upwards, twists and turns, not letting go of every inch of skin, itching is pervasive, and goose bumps suddenly rise. Jiang Luo's expression froze, and he warned coldly: "Remove the black fog."

Chi You's hand was placed behind Jiang Luo.

It seemed that it was just put on it at will, but it made Jiang Luo a sudden sense of crisis. Because of this hand, he was slowly rubbing his clothes.

The technique is unfamiliar and out of place, but the desire contained in it is like a prairie fire, and there is no escape from the crazy obsession.

Extremely teasing.

After knowingly, Jiang Lu had a bad premonition. He frowned and his voice became deeper, "Let go, I'll come."

"You come?"

The evil spirit laughed a few times, "No, I have to do this kind of thing."

Jiang Luo's eyelids twitched, and his voice finally became slightly flustered, "What do you mean?"

The evil spirit grabbed his neck and tasted it on his neck. He laughed happily and said, "What do you mean?"

The evil spirit who had never had such a desire was so excited that his eyes were filled with scarlet light. His human skin slowly took off, and he smiled and said, "Of course it is-what you meant."

He provoked Jiang Luo's neckline, and the lifeless blood rolled more quickly, "If your lover has a need, of course you will satisfy it as much as possible, won't you?"

This is what Jiang Luo once said to Chi You who pretended to be Senior Brother Qiao.

Jiang Luo was extremely absurd.

The voice gradually increased: "Are you going to **** me?!"

The smile of the evil spirit and the terrifying dark eyes gave him the answer.

Jiang Luo's breathing was stagnant, isn't he going to Chi You?

Why did you become Ji You and fall in love with him?

Isn't Chi You a recipient in the original text?

Jiang Luo was completely confused.

The evil spirit's hand penetrated through the hem of the clothes, and the powerful technique shattered Jiang Luo's final confusion.

The black-haired young man's face went dark suddenly, his breath was impetuous, and the evil spirit kissed down his neck. When he reached a very dangerous limit, Jiang Luo suppressed his voice and said, "Chi You, if you dare to do it. , I will definitely castrate you."

The evil spirit's chest trembled: "If you can do it."

The evil ghost's hand stroked Jiang Luo's leg.

Black hair and beautiful skin are like fat.

Slightly stronger, it will leave finger marks.

Feels great.

Jiang Luo was sweating profusely. He struggled for a long time, the sweat on his face slipped from his jaw, his face rose sickly red, and the sultry heat and restlessness were mixed in anger.

The evil spirit's hand gradually moved upward, becoming more and more excessive, Jiang Luo grunted, bit his neck, and threatened again viciously, "You **** take your hand away."

The evil spirit's hand lifted up and covered his chest. The heart beating there faster and faster, the evil spirit said meaningfully: "It's beating faster and faster."

Jiang Luo's body was covered with dark fog that I don't know how much, he snorted, and the evil spirit's hand descended down his shoulder, rubbing the wound where the Yuan Tianzhu had been hidden on the upper arm, and the scar was cracked. Open, blood overflows.

"There is still the smell of Yuan Tianzhu here." The evil spirit smiled low.

Jiang Luo's heart was beating almost to the limit. He could even hear his own heartbeat clearly. The evil spirit was lying on Jiang Luo's shoulders and Jiang Luo kept cursing, but the more he scolded, the more excited the evil spirit became. , The more dangerous the action.

Jiang Luo's heart became more and more panic, and the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger. At the moment of his death, a golden talisman suddenly appeared on his neck. In the next instant, he suddenly disappeared from the alley.

Life-saving talisman.

The evil spirit kept holding Jiang Luo's posture, his lips should have continued to stick to Jiang Luo's neck.

His arms were empty.

Chi You's face sank rarely, so ugly that he could drip ink.

Anger suppressed: "Tianshi Mansion..."

After a while of dizziness, Jiang Luo fell heavily to the floor of the Feng's hall.

The rune on his neck was extremely hot, Jiang Luo's eyes were black, and it took him a long time to realize that the life-saving talisman Feng Li painted for him had taken effect.

He teleported directly from the alley to the place where Feng Li drew his charms.

Jiang Luo stood up staggeringly on the sofa, what kind of charm is this? How could it be so powerful?

No, the most important thing is...

There was an expression of disbelief flashed by the evil spirit in his mind when he found the talisman on his neck flashed with golden light.

Jiang Luo laughed suddenly, gloating, "Hahahaha."

Let him get into the air.

Chi You of Dog Day.