Chapter 361 Jianghu: Demon Cult Witch (49)

Because he was left alone here, he must have been fed to these vampire bats later. The contents equivalent to his body eventually fell into the hands of that person through that person's bat.

That's why Jiaoyang won't let him succeed. The secret of Chu Lianjue belongs to her.

So Jiaoyang finally chose to take Chu Lianjue away with him.

But Lu Ke was still stunned, puzzled in his heart, what on earth was she going to do with him, so that he could save some energy?!

Jiaoyang took Lu Ke back to the original road and entered the dilapidated carriage. She used her sewing kit to expel the toxins from his body.

Lu Ke closed his eyes and remained unconscious. However, Jiaoyang lowered his head, touched his neck with her lips, and then sucked the black blood bit by bit.

When her eyelashes lightly brushed against his fair and slender neck, Jiaoyang felt that his body was trembling slightly uncontrollably.

"Stop pretending," her voice was calm, while the needle and thread were still mercilessly piercing into his flesh, "I know you're awake."

Lu Ke's body froze, and then he opened his eyes, his eyes full of emotion but also restrained.

"You want to scream, why do you have to hold back." Jiaoyang leaned close to his ear, the corners of her blood-stained lips slightly curved, gently seducing him, like a flower that attracts people to sin, full of depraved crimson color.

Then he closed his eyes and couldn't help making a sound with a sexy hoarse tone. He didn't know why. He felt that his body was very strange now, extremely strange.

A cold feeling invaded the limbs and bones, while the body was boiling with heat, like the two heavens of ice and fire.

Jiaoyang lowered her eyelashes, let down her long hair, and then began to untie her clothes. Her voice was still extremely calm: "You have been poisoned by cold. If I hadn't stirred up the heat in your body just now, you would have died by now."

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Lu Ke frowned, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He heard a rustling sound, and when he opened his eyes again and looked at Jiao Yang in front of him, Lu Ke hurriedly closed his eyes again.

He turned his head and did not dare to look at her. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead and his body was trembling.

"Do you know what you are doing?"

And what happened last night, you know what it means, but you cooperate with me and pretend to know nothing. What does this mean?

Lu Ke bit his lip: "Since Miss Sheng doesn't like me, there is no need to save me. Lu is destined to be alone in his life. He would rather die than owe anyone any favors."

However, at this moment, his body was trembling, the ends of his eyes were red with emotion, and even his voice was intermittent, weak and weak, without any firm deterrent. Even his actions of deliberately turning his head not to look at her looked like he was being awkward.

Jiaoyang couldn't help but chuckle, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "How old is the Sword God this year?"

This sentence seemed to be deliberately irritating him. God knows how much Lu Ke cared about the age difference between them.

After hearing these words, Lu Ke turned his head instantly and became angry. However, when he saw her, he slowly withdrew his gaze again.

Seeing him like this, Jiaoyang didn't say anything, but put him down and leaned on him gently. She hooked her white arms around his neck, leaned close to his Adam's apple, and then took the initiative to kiss his lips.

"No. No." Lu Ke kept refusing. He was so frightened that he trembled and closed his eyes tightly.

Ah Jue was even lying unconscious beside them, but they wanted to.

Lu Ke didn't dare to think about it anymore. He didn't understand why things had reached this point. He was a swordsman and a desperado, and he might die at some point. He couldn't be concerned, let alone be concerned.

He was afraid that he would hurt her.

And she wrapped herself tightly around him, their breaths intertwined, their lips rubbed against his, and she obviously didn't allow him to escape. Her sweet voice came to her ears.

"You don't owe me anything, Lu Ke. You protected me originally, but now I just want to save you. Don't worry, I won't force you to be responsible for me."

Her eyelashes drooped and her trembling look was particularly heartbreaking.

Lu Ke was startled in his heart, and his eyes that he had just dodged opened instantly.

That's not what he meant.

But soon, she lowered her head, hooked her arms around Lu Ke's neck, and kissed him regardless of his reaction. Lu Ke was afraid of hurting her, or maybe it was something in his body that was at work, so he no longer refused.

The two were tightly entangled with each other, their fingers intertwined, their long hair intertwined, and the carriage continued to bump.

At the back, Jiaoyang had no strength, and Lu Ke even led her to turn over, holding her in his arms to move everything. He kissed her snow-white shoulders, the ends of his eyes became redder, and he touched her whole body with his fingers, and then went to

Then she fumbled and touched the butterfly tattoo on the back of her left shoulder according to memory.

The coldness that penetrated his heart had long since disappeared. He let his lips touch hers constantly, and his heart was now extremely hot.
Chapter completed!