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Chapter 21

A mere question made Gao Shou's mouth open, and he was confused for a long time, and a smile that was really listening came out of his mind.

—Master Gao who does not lift, remember that you belong to the Hengshan School.

"I did it!" Gao Shou whispered unconsciously.

"Ok?"

"I want to listen."

"A very interesting answer." Silk King smiled charmingly, and silently put away his mana.

Gao Shou's forehead and heart suddenly felt cool, and he was enlightened: "So you were not held hostage."

"It doesn't count."

"How to say?"

"Force Aya to show her strength and fight with me."

It was bright.

The morning light was a bit dazzling, Na Xu struggled to open his eyes.

It was a good place to wake up this time.

There are military tents and bedding, so people will not be cold.

It seems that it is good to have subordinates to work for others, and there is no need to sleep in the open.

The next moment, Mo Ya poked him between the eyebrows and smiled, "Are you awake?"

Na Xu nodded.

"I threw that Aya into a big tree and went to sleep." Mo Ya said again.

"Oh."

The eyes of the two met for a while, Na Xu gently lifted the quilt, and Mo Ya got under the quilt.Cooperate tacitly.

As expected, Mo Ya was quite cold.

Na Xu didn't frown, and approached the unselfish person in front of him, giving him some warmth.

Mo Ya's smile widened and expanded infinitely: "Master, when you were unconscious, I communicated with that sissy about the process of our intercourse. I suddenly thought of a question, did you know that guy on the tree was nearby at that time?"

"I know." The answer was very fluent.

"Your Excellency, do you want to use this to dispel his thoughts about you?"

Na Xu nodded again.

"Na Xu, the reason you had sex was that you weren't focused enough, it was a little too much." Mo Ya smiled happily.

"Two birds with one stone, isn't it good?" Na Xu said.

Mo Ya narrowed his eyes, he knew that Na Xu was asking sincerely.

According to Nasu's theory, there was nothing wrong with his actions.

just.

However, sometimes the calmness of the person in front of him is a kind of ruthlessness that is unpredictable.

In the bed, a musky scent unique to men was slowly released.

"It's too cold, let's exercise again." Mo Ya began to pull Na Xu's shirt.

After being naked, Mo Ya was condescending and riding vigorously.

It was a straight fall, and Nasu was inserted into it, and immediately, there was a bump without warming up.

From the back acupoint, bright red fluid leaked faintly.

Pure blood nourishes, bit by bit.

Both of them hurt.

Even Mo Ya exclaimed "Ah" in pain, two points of authenticity and eight points of affectation.

Na Xu quickly reached out to hold Mo Ya's strong waist, stopping his deliberate commotion.

Staring at each other, some rivalry.It was Mo Ya who gave way.

Nasu is in charge of the subsequent sex.

The rhythm becomes very, very slow.

Very slow, but powerful.

Kiss, mouthful after mouthful, repeated over and over again.After tossing until they couldn't breathe a little air from each other, Na Xu let go.

He fingered Mo Ya's back, thinking about the curse engraved in his flesh.

The burning curse on the chest began to change, and the curse flowers bloomed little by little.

Bi Rawud.

Bilabud...

Such bewitching undulating lines, even though he hadn't seen them, were engraved in Na Xu's mind long ago; like a thorn piercing into his heart.

The turbulence is endless, and it will last for a long time.

The silver ring on Mo Ya's nipple was still delicate and delicate, vibrating wildly up and down.It is very eye-catching and subverts the soul.

Unable to bear it, Na Xu panted, leaned up, licked the exquisite silver ring in his mouth, and wet the tip of his tongue.

Mo Ya raised his head and accepted.

This mouth is moist and warm.

After letting go, the wind suddenly turned cold again.

Mo Ya shuddered, his lower body tightened.

Na Xu also became ruthless, and next to his silver ring, there was a wet hickey, which was light red.

Mo Ya lowered his eyes and smiled.Marks are also like people, meticulous.

It's just that this kind of meticulousness, but also extraordinarily lingering and charming, is extremely seductive, and matched with the rhythm of Naxu, Mo Ya's body and mind are very happy, and Mo Ya's flirtatiousness is difficult to control.

"Na Xu, hurry up." Mo Ya paused, his voice was enchanting, as if thirsty and hungry.

From this, the speed of Huan Ai has been accelerated, in full swing.

Mo Ya fell back emotionally, grabbed Na Xu's hand, and messed with his own erection.

Panting, chaos.

The fierce horse gallops faster and faster.

Interactive lingering.

Earth shakes.

In the end, it was a burst of wanton emotion.Naxuan arched his waist and shot through everything fiercely.

For a moment.

The red and white turbid current meanders straight down, soaking the quilt and covering the bed in a mess.

"Na Xu, don't leave me." The inlaid body was still in love, and Mo Ya naturally fell on Na Xu, muttering.

"No." Na Xu smiled and stroked Mo Ya's back.

Mo Ya's tongue rolled into Na Xu's ear, and the corner of his mouth also smiled, a lewd and treacherous smile.

In fact, this is a lie, everyone knows it.

If the ninth door is opened, Mo Ya will go back.They must be separated.

However, he just wanted to say this.

Even if it was unrighteous, he left Na Xu himself, and Na Xu was not allowed to leave him.

When the night fell, the gates of the city miraculously opened to them.

Rumor has it that the imprisoned silk king, with a high collar, went out of the city to meet Aya in person, followed by a very elegant guard not far away.

Mr. Gao is proud, holding his hand in the wind.

You can enter the city without fighting, thanks to your unfathomable depth.

King Silk's robes were elegant and his expression was majestic: "Aya, how about fighting me in three days?"

Aya was dumbfounded.

Finally, like a blind duck, he was strangled and thrown onto the rack.

One game is enough to determine the "frame" of life and death.

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After entering the city, I realized that Silk King was indeed captured by Ge Tian's clan that day.

It's just that Silk King didn't sit still and negotiated terms with Ge Tian's patriarch.

When Silk King said this, he had a clever meal.

Not to mention what kind of idea he came up with, the chief of the Ge clan readily accepted it, and he was kind enough to agree to help, taking this matter as a touchstone.

Borrow Silk King to try Aya's ability.

Mo Ya pointed out harshly: "One is very good at giving birth, and the other just wants to live. It's really a hit-and-miss."

Aya said nothing.

Na Xu lowered his eyelashes and reminded Mo Ya: "It may not be so unbearable."

Mo Ya glanced at Na Xu, and replied, "Then let's not talk about it."

The night wind was strong.

There is a tower in the city, and Aya stands on the tower.The wind blew his hair back.

"Standing in this damn place blowing cold wind?" It was Mo Ya.He walked over with a grin and looked down at the scenery below.

Aya ignored him.

"Are you nervous?" Mo Ya asked.

Aya was still speechless, but he trembled a little in the wind.

"Okay." Mo Ya jumped up and sat on the wooden railing.Two long legs, swinging back and forth in the sky.A natural insanity.

"Hey!"

"Don't worry, I'm not desperate, I won't jump down and commit suicide."

Aya sank, turned her head away, and said, "Let's talk about something else."

"what do you want to say?"

"Do you really like Nao?"

Mo Ya thought about it seriously for a while, and replied, "I don't know."

"do not know?"

"can not say it clearly."

"You promiscuous." Aya scolded angrily.Mo Ya shrugged, as if he was quite indifferent.

It sank for a while.

"Actually, if I become a king, maybe I will sleep on the bed for the rest of my life, have sex, have sex, and have promiscuous sex."

"Your family, good customs."

Aya glanced sideways, thinking to herself, is there a possibility that she would be so angry that she could push Mo Ya down the stairs with one hand.

"Sissy, do you really want to win?" Mo Ya suddenly looked up at the sky and asked.

"why not?"

"Because he gave birth to you." Mo Ya spoke very slowly this time.

In the phrase.

Aya took a deep breath.Mouthful of cold wind.

"I can't live, I can't die, I can't live."

"That's right." Mo Ya nodded in agreement.

"I heard that you are looking for the ninth door?"

"Yeah. Settling some old accounts. Fulfilling some wishes. However, Naxu is procrastinating, and the wish is far away."

Suddenly, Aya felt that he began to like Mo Ya a little bit.He smiled: "Hey, I'll give you a gift, close your eyes."

"Your words are too vulgar!"

"Shut up."

Mo Ya could only close his eyes.

"Think about the things, or people, that matter to you the most."

Mo Ya closed his eyes, but his eyes kept rolling.Who should I think, who should I think?

who.

For a moment, his thinking stopped.The corners of the mouth slightly raised, slowly, slowly retracted.

"Open your eyes."

Mo Ya opened his eyes, and he saw it.

A person appeared in the air in front of him.

It's an illusion.Mo Ya is clear.

Still, it's fine.

Ever since he realized who that person was, he has been gritting his teeth.The lower lip trembled a little.Eyes are a little hot.

is a woman.

The woman who always warned him not to bully his younger brother when he was a child, and shook her head sadly at him before she died.

The mother who worked hard to give birth to him, raised him not long ago, and has been waiting for him to come home.

His mother approached him slowly, bent down, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Kiss, no temperature.

As cold as a dead body.

So, Mo Ya, didn't cry.

As long as the damned door is open, he can go back, and he believes that he has the power to restore everything.

After the kiss ended, Mo Yaniang's figure began to fade away.

Then, a thin crack appeared in the figure.

Soon, the crack expanded like a spider web, and finally shattered like a mirror in an instant.

The fragments kept breaking apart in the wind, and kept breaking like this until they were broken into the finest and finest powder, scattered freely, and finally disappeared like dust.

Everything fell silent again.

Little bit of cold star.

"No more." Aya smiled apologetically at Mo Ya.

"Oh." Mo Ya managed to regain his senses, "sissy?"

"what?"

"Thanks."

Four eyes meet.

Aya sighed and lowered her head: "Mo Ya, actually I hope he can treat me like that."

Not for anything else, just because he should be my mother.

However, they are destined to kill each other.

It's destiny.

Mo Ya stood side by side with Aya again, blowing the biting cold wind together: "I don't know if I like Na Xu or not. It's just that when he came to the palace to look for me, I was very happy, and I really wanted to make a joke to anger him, saying that I had sex with the emperor." It's over. However, when the words came to my lips, I didn't say them. I was a little afraid that he would gently say that it didn't matter. For him, making love is like doing homework..."

After a long time, Mo Ya talked about the stupid topic just now.

In a blink of an eye, duel night.

Silk King and Aya are about to enter a big wooden house, close the door, and fight alone.

When they walked into the room together, Silk King stopped and looked back at Aya, then he stretched out his hand and hugged Aya.

Aya was stunned.

The hug didn't last long, Silk King let go: "Come on, Aya."

The door closed and they left the others outside in the courtyard.

Gao Shouyin hides in the dark.

Mo Ya squatted on the ground.

Naxu picked a peach tree and meditated with his legs crossed.

When the moon was about to sink to the west, the wooden door opened wide.

Everyone in the court stood up.

Silk King walked out holding Aya who had returned to her original form.Walking step by step, he handed Aya to Na Xu.Then, he turned around with a flick of his sleeves and left step by step.

That's it for the ending.

Na Xu looked at the blood-covered Aya, raised his head, and asked Silk King, "May I ask if you hugged him just now, did you do it on purpose?"

Silk King stopped, but didn't look back: "As a king, how many times will you have to face blood and blood fights in the future; and I must guarantee that the one left is the strongest."

"You did it on purpose." Nasu said.

Aya gently pulled Na Xu's clothes: "Na Xu, don't blame him."

Na Xu was silent for a while, and said again: "I want to take him away."

"The obsidian angelica after his death was placed in the family grave..."

"What the poor monk means is that he won't even return his obsidian." Nasu cut off firmly.

Silk King thought for a while, nodded, and immediately left decisively, still without looking back.

Aya is dying.Faced with this fact, no one knew what to say.

very quiet.

The first opening was Aya.

"Na Xu, I want to have a word with Mo Ya." Aya's eyes couldn't find the focus.

"I'm here." Mo Ya approached.

"Your joke, if you have time, try it."

"Don't worry, I will."

Aya turned to Naxu again: "Naxu, if I am reincarnated, can you go to the Buddha to ask for favors, and say that Aya doesn't want to be a silk anymore, let alone a king, just be an ordinary person, man It doesn’t matter if I’m a woman or a woman; it’s good to have a mother, a friend, and someone who loves me.”

"it is good."

"And I want to be pretty."

"Aya has always been beautiful."

Aya smiled proudly, her eyes were finally able to see something clearly.Seeing the big peach tree behind Na Xu, he sighed quietly: "Unfortunately, the flowers won't bloom and bear fruit."

"It's done." Nasu gritted his teeth and cast a magic spell, forming a barrier for the tree and warming the peach tree.

The peach blossoms were in full bloom in an instant, and the next moment, Luohong was scattered all over the place.

Withered petals fell on Aya's face.

"Actually, I really wanted to eat that peach that day."

"There will be peaches."

"Hmm." Aya struggled to raise her hand, trying to grab a peach blossom petal.

Mo Ya helped, grabbing a large handful of petals and giving them to Aya's palm.

Unfortunately, Aya couldn't grasp it firmly, so she lowered her hand.

The peach tree with luxuriant branches and leaves has no time to bear a peach.

The rooster sings loudly, and the sky rises.

Naxu stared quietly, watching Aya in his arms slowly spread out, melted, spread out, and disappeared, except for a piece of obsidian.

There was nothing left, except for the obsidian on his forehead, which was burning in Nasu's palm.

In the cold morning light, the peach blossoms that had fallen on the ground rose again in circles.

Densely packed, weaving into the scene of the year:

At that time, Aya was hidden in the tree, and said arrogantly: "Don't think that a peach can dismiss me casually. I'm not a monkey."

At that time, Naxu stood under the tree and said innocently: "But, monkeys are not the only ones who can eat peaches."

At that time, one was on the tree and the other was under the tree.

They confront each other.

All silent.

The world is silent, slowly getting old.