Hua Weimian was pressed to the ground, unable to move at all...
But he moved fiercely again.
The wood was uneven and her body was embedded in it, causing severe pain.
The blood entangled her and him...
She was intoxicated, leaned over to kiss him, and asked for...
It was a beautiful and sad kiss.
No heart, no love, only pain, only hurt...
She no longer wanted to ask why this was happening.
Because everything becomes meaningless.
By the time Fuxi burst out, Hua Weimian had completely fainted. The love was too fast and urgent, and she and Ben couldn't bear it, and fell into coma within a few seconds.
The man simply transformed into a beast, surrounded her, and pestered her fiercely.
Her head was dizzy...
Half asleep and half awake, she only felt a wet and cold snake wrapping around her body, kissing and gnawing at her. One lick of the long snake tongue made her tremble uncontrollably...
She comatose, wakes up, continues to coma, continues to wake up...
This frequency repeated, but the only thing that remained unchanged was that the man pulled him and moved him from the desk to the bed to the bookcase...
The whole study is filled with the atmosphere of love.
Hua Weimian wanted to take advantage of Fuxi's vulnerability to get the Colorful Stone Heart, but she had no strength at all.
The man wants it too hard.
Her life is gone, how can she get his heart?
I don’t know when I finally woke up, it must have been more than a day!
Today will be her death day.
But the man is still asking for it unsatisfied.
Her whole body was covered with bruises and blood marks, and the lower part of her body was even more swollen. The area was extremely red and swollen, but the man's thing was still there. If he moved it, she would move...
It's not just that one place that hurts, but the pain all over my body. I'm so tired that I can't move at all.
She spoke, but no sound came out.
That voice, as clear as a silver bell, had made me hoarse and silent as early as last night.
This time, she finally got on the bed, with the man supporting her and exercising...
So long...
God Fuxi is more capable of tossing than Fuchenxi.
Hua Weimian guessed that this had something to do with magic. If there was an endless supply of magic, he wouldn't be tired.
On the other hand, Hua Weimian was a bit worse. Her spells consumed less and less. Even if she swallowed the elixir, she would not have any energy left after all the consumption.
Moreover, immortals and demons were born to be in conflict with each other. Fuxi was such a powerful god, but the wounds he caused on her body could not heal at all.
I know I'm going to die.
Hua Weimian is particularly peaceful.
Lying on the bed, her blood-red eyes were particularly peaceful. There was no sadness, no pain, no joy, no love, just mechanical indifference.
Her lifespan is actually quite long.
It has existed since the beginning of the world.
It's just that the colorful stone at that time was just a stone that didn't understand anything. It was very big and had powerful magic.
Nuwa used her body to mend the sky, but she didn't feel much.
Later, Nuwa picked up the rest and put it at home, and then she felt it.
No, it's not at home, but at Taihaocang Mountain.
Nuwa and Fuxi were married, but she was not sure what their relationship was.
She was thrown into the study at that time.
For many nights, Fuxi stayed in the study. He was upset, sad, angry, unwilling...
Of course, he will also be happy, happy, smiling, joyful...
The colorful stones are the colorful stones placed on the bookcase. Sometimes, Fuxi would take them in his hands and play with them.
She always felt weird and ashamed at that time. Especially when Fuxi touched her, she was excited, trembling, and very happy...
Nuwa said that she was moved by Fan Xin.
Now that I think about it, it’s true.
Fuxi's one movement makes her emotional; one expression makes her fall...
Her happiness is due to his happiness; her sadness is due to his sadness...
Even if all his emotions are not because of her.
Even when he was excited, he would hold the colorful stone tightly and almost crush her...
However, she was still obsessed with him beyond words.
Nuwa divided the colorful stone into five pieces. The remaining four pieces were filled with energy or memory. Only the piece that was thrown into the human world was filled with spiritual stones.
A small place in a corner, a piece of stone, how long does it take to cultivate to become conscious!
Hua Weimian counted, almost eighty thousand years.
It took her 80,000 years to transform into a human form, but that human form was also the only woman she knew about, Nuwa.
An instinct made her look like that.
Then, all the sinful debts started.
Because of her appearance, everyone thought she was Nuwa.
Even if Fuxi loved and hated her, it was just because he thought she was Nuwa.
She endured the pain Fuxi inflicted on Nuwa, and also endured Fuxi's anger that she was not Nuwa...
At this moment, even though she was about to die, she was still held down by Fuxi and had a moment of lustful pleasure.
Cultivation of immortals, cultivating demons...
It all depends on chance.
She thought that if she was disillusioned this time, she might not have the opportunity to practice human form again.
She didn't want to either.
Therefore, it is better to be like a stone, without joy or sorrow, without life or death.
At that moment, white light began to flash in my mind.
Not because of the happy body, but because of death.
Her breathing gradually became very slow.
The man's body movements were rapid and abnormal...
But she originally had three days to live, but she was squeezed dry...
I can't survive even three days!
Her eyelashes trembled slowly.
Not wanting to die in peace, she closed her eyes.
In fact, the act of closing his eyes is quite self-deceptive. Who knows whether Shitou has closed his eyes or not!
Her body started to feel a little bit colder...
The feeling of the body, the physical body, began to fade...
That is the rhythm of death!
The man was still rushing forward.
She thought that she really died under him.
This is not bad.
She no longer has the energy to complain or hate...
In this life, she pursued Fuxi, and the pain was greater than the happiness. Even the occasional happiness was too uneasy.
It's finally over.
It's completely over.
From now on, there will no longer be those who overestimate their capabilities.
There will not be a secret love that lasts for more than 100,000 years.
There will no longer be a silly stone shaped into a human form.
Fuxi, goodbye!
See you again!
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And the man, in his final move, finally exploded.
He tried to hug something, but everything around him was empty.
His body was greatly satisfied and indulged in the explosion that had been accumulated for so long, but he was as tired as a dead fish and slumped on the bed motionless.
The warm body disappeared instantly.
His joy and indulgence day and night were like a spring dream, leaving no trace except the confusion in the room!
She is dead!
She is really dead!
She really died under him!
It's not like he didn't see that she was lusting after... luring him to get the Heart of Colorful Stones. He didn't want her to succeed, so he pestered her crazily over and over again, not giving her any chance.