Si Tong was immersed in the immersive cat masturbation, but she didn't expect that the cat didn't sleep in the end, and she fell asleep first.
Shen Mochen looked at the sleeping person, his eyes gradually deepening.
Not only the cat whose soul was condensed, but also he who was in the demon world was already overwhelmed by a different kind of throb at this moment.
This black cat is his separated soul, and the soul is the most sensitive part of a person.
She held his soul, caressed and kissed him. Who could bear to be touched like this by the one he loved? How could it not make his heart palpitate.
For a moment, his eyes became more and more fiery, wrapping her in them, and he came close to her and licked her lips, and then he couldn't control it.
Even the side of the neck and collarbone were licked wet.
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The flying boat shuttled among the clouds, and when it was about to arrive at the Hehuan Sect, Sitong slowly woke up.
Just when she woke up, she found that the little black cat was licking her face, which was numb and itchy.
This made her think that the little guy was really overly enthusiastic. Why did he love to lick people so much? Don't all cats like to lick their own fur?
"Honestly, aren't you in estrus anymore? How about I find you a little female cat?"
Shen Mochen: "..."
Did she want to find another woman for him? He should be punished, so he made a note of it first.
After Si Tong finished speaking, he heard the little guy whimpering in displeasure.
Reluctantly, it seems that it is not in estrus. Could it be that Warcraft is born with such enthusiasm?
"Okay, I won't look for you anymore. You have quite a temper."
She rubbed the little black cat's fluffy little head and stood up to straighten her clothes. Only then did she realize that her clothes had been half opened at some point.
No need to guess, she also knew that it was the little black cat who did the good deed. After all, besides herself, he was the only one here.
Fortunately, this little black cat couldn't detect any strength, otherwise she would really suspect that he was a scheming little perverted cat!
However, she is now in the body of a man, so how could the little black cat be the Cat with Cut Sleeves? He is just too clingy.
After arranging her clothes, she hugged the little black cat and went to look for Ye Che.
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In about two cups of tea, the flying boat arrived at the Hehuan Sect.
Standing in front of the Hehuan Sect, both Si Tong and Ye Che had heavy expressions on their faces, especially Ye Che, whose breathing became extremely difficult.
His fingers were tense and veins popped out on the back of his hands. After stepping into the sect, his body became even stiffer.
Seeing the once magnificent sect hall, pavilions and pavilions, all the buildings have been razed to the ground and no longer exist. No matter how determined I am, I can't help but burst into tears at this moment.
The sect was destroyed, its disciples were killed, and everything disappeared in just one night.
As the leader of the clan, he cannot escape the blame and must bear the greatest responsibility.
In the absence of the master, the Hehuan Sect was destroyed in his own hands. How should he explain to his master when he sees him in the future?
Sitong's eyes were filled with coldness, and endless murderous intent was filled from the bottom of his heart.
If Qianji Pavilion had not been so despicable and shameless, the disciples of the sect would not have died unexpectedly, and Qianji Pavilion should have been destroyed.
Sensing that her mood was wrong, Shen Mochen gently licked her fingers, trying to comfort her.
Only by avenging the sect's annihilation with one's own hands can the hatred in one's heart be completely eliminated.
In addition to revenge, rebuilding the Hehuan Sect is equally important.
After the sect is rebuilt, he wants to see who else dares to destroy the Hehuan Sect.
Sitong lowered his head and looked at the little black cat in his arms, and the killing intent around him gradually dissipated.
At the same time, he silently recited the calming mantra several times before suppressing all the murderous intent in his heart.
This little guy was considerate and knew how to comfort her at this moment. Just now she almost couldn't control her desire to kill someone.
Because of this, she decided to take good care of the little guy from now on.
Moreover, the little guy is an ordinary little monster, and she doesn't form a contract with him, so Shen Mochen probably won't say anything.
In addition, his memory has now recovered, and the ancient demon god's power has also recovered. When he gets the demon pill back, they may not form a contract.
She couldn't even think about contracting an ancient demon to be her spiritual beast, so she might as well forget about the contract.
Treating people as spiritual beasts, don’t the ancient demons have no respect for themselves?
She retracted her thoughts and rubbed the little black cat's hair again.
Seeing that Ye Che was still immersed in the painful emotions of annihilating the sect and unable to get out of it, he opened his mouth and said in relief:
"Brother, don't be sad. What we have to do next is to rebuild the sect and avenge the sect's destruction."
Hearing this, Ye Che came back to his senses from endless self-blame.
His sister was right, the revenge for destroying the sect must be avenged, and he wanted to return this humiliation and unwillingness to Qianji Pavilion.
On the day the sect was destroyed, before the sect's mountain-protecting formation was destroyed, the elders and masters of the sect fled the sect with some of their disciples, so what needs to be done now is to rebuild the Hehuan Sect.
When it came to rebuilding the Hehuan Sect, Si Tong thought for a while and said, "Brother, if you want the Hehuan Sect to become a top-notch sect, you must re-select the site, find a top-quality spiritual vein, and build the sect on the spiritual vein."