The full moon is like a huge silver ball emitting silver cold light, pouring the moonlight on the ground of the courtyard like mercury
Fanglan walked barefoot like a cat, elegantly and quietly under the moon shadow of the leaves, and the cold coldness of the marble floor penetrated into her slender jade feet.
She walked very quietly, trying not to make any noise, and even the bells on her ankles were stuffed with cotton.
With the cold light emitted by the scimitar in her hand, she barely saw the dark outline of the stairs and walked carefully towards the dungeon.
She remembered the story on earth, the story of the wolf and the sheep
The master is the gentle wolf, he is the gift from the God of the plane to this plane
It is this female slave named Zhihui on earth. She used her terrible crimes and blood to stain the pure soul of her master and awaken the most evil and unclean side of her master's heart.
But there is still kindness in the master's soul. What she knows is that gentle one will gently hold her and kiss her master after having sex. There is still a conscience in her soul.
Fanglan is a gentle little sheep. She never wants to hurt any creature. Even the ants on the ground, she doesn't want to trample on it.
But for the sake of the master, Fanglan is going to do something she has never thought about tonight
For love, there is nothing that cannot be done
For love
Yes, Fanglan loves her master Fanglan has always known
She quietly pushed open the dungeon's vacant door, walked in, and closed the door quietly.
After a day and night of torture, the sin slave named Zhihui finally got a moment of peace at night.
At this moment, she was sleeping with her eyes closed, her hands were raised high, her upper body hung weakly in the air, and her long wet hair was hanging down from her ears
Fanglan's heartbeats very fast, and her ears were filled with the sound of her heartbeats. She was even afraid that her heartbeat would wake up this pretty female slave.
She mustered up the courage and held the knife in her hands step by step. She approached her cold hilt, making her jade fingers numb.
With the sword light, Fanglan saw the face of the sinner clearly
Fanglan has outlined her face countless times in her mind. In her imagination, this sin slave must be a strange and lewd woman with a vicious face like a snake demon in the beast army of gods.
However, the sword light reflects a pure and innocent jade face
Her skin is like it is made of white jade porcelain, smooth and flawless. Her sleeping appearance is so quiet and pure, and she also has a quiet smile, like a sleeping baby.
Fanglan was shaken, and the cold light of the blade kept trembling in her hands
Is it because Fanglan is jealous and hates her? Fanglan wants
She had completely possessed all the love and favor of her master, and even though she betrayed her master in such a terrible way, there was still a trace of love for her in the master's heart, Fanglan could see that
But Fanglan is not jealous or hates her even if she snatches all the favor from her master, Fanglan will not hate her. Fanglan is a docile little sheep, and she is born to not know how to hate her.
But for the sake of the master, she must end this slave with her own hands. She is the source of all the hatred in the master's heart. As long as she dies, the master's kind soul will defeat the demon
The cold blade pressed against the snow-white jade neck
Fanglan's trembling hands exerted a little force, and the cold light of the scimitar slid across Zhihui's jade neck
However, the blood of expectation did not flow out of the jade neck, leaving only an invisible scratch.
Fanglan drew another stroke. This time, Fanglan used two more strength to use her hands.
The female slave's delicate skin has not been cut. Why? Fanglan once saw a male protagonist who cut off a female slave's arm like cutting tofu with this scimitar.
The coldness of the cold iron awakened Zhihui. She opened her eyes and found in horror that a beautiful woman with a beautiful country was holding a scimitar and constantly slashing her neck.
She struggled like a fish on a drill board, her mouth whimpering and whimpering.
Fanglan originally wanted to end her life without pain while she was asleep, but watching her struggle desperately under her knife, she suddenly realized how terrible her behavior was. She was like a child who had caused trouble, and tears flowed out involuntarily.
Don't move... Please... Don't move... She cried in a pleading tone, using a knife to cut back and forth on her struggling jade neck like a rope
Why can't I cut it open... She thought crying
If you really want to kill her, you should use the blade instead of the back of the knife. The voice of the male protagonist comes from the darkness behind you.
Fanglan turned around in surprise, and the scimitar fell to the ground with a bang.
The male protagonist clapped his hands, and suddenly, the torch Qi Ming illuminated the dungeon
Beside the opened dungeon door, there were Qiqing, Tongxue and Liu Qiang, and the gloomy master who were smiling proudly!
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
What are you doing? Fanglan Han Feng said with a calm face.
Fanglan... Fanglan is... Fangban didn't know how to defend himself, but only jade tears were still rolling down
Qiqing, who was kneeling beside her, talked to her. Master, Yi Qingnu, the female slave thought that the female slave in the dungeon had snatched your love for her. She was jealous and wanted to secretly kill her while you were away. If Qiqing hadn't seen her sneakily out of the bedroom with a knife, she might have succeeded!
Is that true? Fanglan? Han Feng showed a fierce look
No, that's not the case. Fanglan shouted silently in her heart. Fanglan just wanted to free her master from hatred.
But when the words came to her lips, they disappeared without a trace. Her lips trembled slightly, and she stopped talking.
Female slaves are jealous, and this kind of thing often happens, I am not surprised. Liu Qiang sighed and said that if you want to stop this kind of thing from happening, you should show the majesty of the male protagonist of Inu Star, follow the rules of female slaves, and punish them heavily to serve as a warning to You
Han Feng's hands were trembling. After experiencing many betrayals and slander by women, he had seen the dirty nature under the beautiful skin of a woman, viciousness, infidelity, vanity, greed, and jealousy.
He has determined that all women are a bunch of cheap things
But in his heart, there was always a small corner and a trace of beautiful longing for women, that was Fanglan
However, Fanglan, who was gentle and beautiful like an angel, had made a vow with him, actually had the same original sin as them, buried in her bones with the same original sin!!
Call all the bitches over and tie her up! After a while, a sentence finally burst out between Han Feng's tightly clenched teeth.
Qi Qing was so proud that she happily hung Fang's hands and tied them firmly to the whipping rack. She also sprinkled salt water on Fanglan's fragrant body to prepare for the master's whipping.
Then she pulled the whip out of her vagina. Since she performed the skill of swallowing whip for her master, her vagina became the master's hidden whip tube, and the red whip respectfully handed over to Han Feng's hand.
Then he knelt on his side, stared at the scene of the bitch who snatched his master's favor and was tortured.
Tongxue trotted all the way, taking all the female slaves in the villa to the dungeon, and watching their female slaves be punished.
The whip was waving in the air, and the female slaves could even feel the whip wind blew their hair
The crisp sound of the whip hitting the body echoed in the humid air of the dungeon, and blood splashed out from the red whip like a sharp arrow, dyeing the whip slave rack like a layer of red paint
Fanglan silently endured the master's whipping, and her heart was cut like a knife, because there was no trace of gentleness and kindness in the master's eyes. Now he is a completely unreasonable beast and a demon without emotion, just like the demon she saw at the slave exhibition at that time.
Ah, the God of the Plane... Please... Please bless your master... Don't lose... Don't let him lose to the devil... Fanglan shouted and prayed in her heart
However, the violent whip broke her prayer in the air
I don't know how long the whipping lasted, and even Qi Qing and Tongxue, who were watching the fun, felt a hint of fear in their hearts. Now Han Feng is disdainful to play the training game that is about to stop. The whip is coated with a special layer of metal, and the whip remains cannot heal, and the pain is even deeper into the bone marrow.
The whip kept cutting open Fanglan's delicate skin like white jade, and blood dripped from the whip marks on her body, dyeing her body like a blood-stained white plum
Han Feng angrily threw the last whip
He said angrily that there is no room for indulgence to you, a lowly slave today! You must follow the rules of female slaves and punish them heavily. He turned his head and yelled at Qi Qing. Qing slave, fight for the wind and drink jealousy, and murder other female slaves of the master. According to the rules of female slaves, how should you punish them!!?
Qiqing was overjoyed, and it was finally her turn to announce the punishment one day, so she knelt down and recited it in a straight voice:
Return to the master's words! Fight for the wind and drink jealousy! Murder sisters! According to the rules of female slaves, you should dissect the yin and heart, and kill them to show the slaves!!!
Han Feng opened his eyes widened, and the bloody whip slid silently from his hand
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Time seemed to have stopped. Han Feng looked blankly at the kneeling behind him, and looked at his female slaves with respect and expectation. Liu Qiang, who had been looking at him with his hands crossed and smiling.
He knew nothing about the so-called female slave rules, but he was often used as an excuse to abuse the female slave's body. He was just angry just now and wanted to use the name of female slave rules to teach Fanglan, who disappointed him with more powerful means.
But he wanted to kill Fanglan...
this……
Liu Qiang broke the silence, and he walked slowly towards the scimitar that fell to the ground step by step, saying that in the ancient tradition of Inu Star, there is a kind of female slave called "Ai Nu". When all males of Inu Star were born, the Executive Yuan of the planet would assign a female slave to feed him with milk, comfort him, and take care of him as a grown-up. When he became a boy, he would become his first woman, teach him to enjoy the pleasure of the female slave's body with his body, and finally, he would encourage him at his coming-of-age ceremony, take him across a ceremony and become a glorious male protagonist of Inu Star. Do you know what kind of ritual it is?
Liu Qiang had a smile that never changed for thousands of years on his face. He picked up the scimitar on the ground and looked at the blade with cold light carefully. That was, under the witness of another male protagonist, he used this scimitar with red eyes engraved with gods to kill the "Love Slave" with his own hands.
He patted Han Feng's hand and clenched his fist. Do you want to be a real male protagonist of Inu? This is your opportunity. Hold this knife tightly and kill your beautiful little Ai Nu just rightly
Han Feng panted, staring at the knife in his hand, and then at Fanglan, who was hanging on the slave rack with his head hanging down. His heart was filled with huge waves.
Remember what I said, the more kind you are, the more fierce the world will be to you. Only by abandoning those useless feelings can they truly fear and obey you. Think about your miserable past and those bitches who betray you. They just see your kindness, use your kindness and kindness to never conquer the hearts of those bitches. Only by being majestic and fear can they be
Liu Qiang pulled him and walked to Fanglan, covered in blood.
After the fierce whipping just now, Fanglan was already in a semi-coma. She hung her body weakly, her beautiful eyes half-closed, like a sleeping baby
Can't I make a move? Then let's come together? Liu Qiang grabbed Han Feng's hand holding the knife, and the blade was facing upwards, and the blade pressed against Fanglan's lower body
The cold and sharp pain woke Fanglan in her sleep. She opened her eyes, and the amber eyes were as charming as ever. Her rose-like red lips trembled, but she didn't say a word.
Han Feng stared at her in a daze. He remembered the day he had just arrived at Inuxing. When he first met her, she was bathed in the light like holy light. He remembered that she had snuggled in his chest not long ago, with a jade face like sunset, nodding to agree to his proposal.
Then Tongxue, Zhihui, countless lies, betrayal flashed by, shattering these beautiful images, leaving only a dark abyss
The sharp blade had easily cut the slit of the flower that had brought him countless comforts, and reached his navel. The bright red blood walked down from the blade.
Very good, the pelvis and uterus have been cut off. Then, use some force to continue to move up, very good, very good, that's it... Liu Qiang smiled and encouraged
Fanglan didn't struggle, or she had no strength to struggle. She stared blankly at her beloved master, using the scimitar with red eyes engraved with god's red eyes, cut her body bit by bit. She looked at the red and warm blood, carrying her life, and flowed out of the wound cut by the sharp blade, and her rosy pretty face gradually became pale as snow. She raised her head, her beautiful amber eyes, and saw Han Feng's face distorted by pain and entanglement.
She smiled sadly
It doesn't matter, master, it doesn't matter, please don't show that painful expression...
The blade has reached between the breasts, and the tremor of the heartbeat violently came from the hilt of the knife
Fanglan suddenly raised her head and took a breath. Her pale lips stopped trembling, and her orchid-like tone formed a sentence
Owner……
No one here heard the next three words, but Han Feng heard them. From the opening and closing of her lips, the three words shattered his soul like thunder.
I
like
you
The beating heart like a deer hit the sharp blade, and blood splashed out from the incision between the breasts, dyeing Han Feng's face and chest red. The fragile heart was like a dying bird, driving the blade's body to flap its wings slightly, and after a few seconds, it completely stopped beating.
Fanglan's amber eyes lost their light, closed their powerlessness, and never opened them again
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
There was a silence like a blood clot in the dungeon, only the sound of blood dripping from the blade
After a long time, Liu Qiang clapped and clapped his applause one after another, as if celebrating Han Feng's completion of his coming-of-age ceremony.
Han Feng ignored him. His back was facing everyone, like a stone, still holding the scimitar between Fanglan's breasts in his hand, standing motionless for more than ten minutes without saying a word.
The slaves were a little worried at first, but Qiqing finally couldn't help but stand up. She was very proud. After the bitch who had been competing with her for favor, she must be the unscrupulous female slave.
She walked behind Han Feng and asked him what instructions he had next
Han Feng slowly turned his head, blood dripped from his face, and there was an extremely crazy and distorted smile on the blood-stained face. Even the long scar was torn apart by the smile, revealing the red and rotten flesh and thick white bones below.
He's crazy
He pulled out the sharp blade inserted into his lover's chest like lightning, and waved his jade neck hard to the point of qiqing's jade neck
Qiqing was so scared that her eyes suddenly opened wide. She felt a cool breeze around her neck, and her movements stopped abruptly. A few seconds later, a thin red line appeared on the jade neck. The head slowly tilted along the red line and fell down. She rolled on the ground for a few rounds, but her face still had an incredible shocking expression.
Blood spurted out from the headless jade neck like a high-pressure water cannon, dyeing the dungeon's ceiling red
The girls were so scared that they were still in shock. Han Feng rushed to Tongxue with a knife in a blood mist. Tongxue screamed and turned around to escape, but accidentally fell. A sharp blade stabbed into her rectum that was prolapsed, suddenly emerged from the tip of the knife, and then pressed down to crack the jade body into two.
The women instinctively fleeing around like flocks attacked by wolves. Han Feng smiled ferociously while chasing them. The remaining limbs and blood flew in the air, and blood squirted like a spring, the blood mist in the air and the blood pool on the ground, making the dungeon look like hell.
Liu Qiang pulled Yuemei to him, crossed his hands, and looked at him with a smile with a father-like look.
When all the female slaves turned into a pile of minced meat on the ground, Han Feng gasped like a hungry wolf, opened his blood-red eyes, turned his head and found Liu Qiang who had been smiling beside him and Yue Mei who was kneeling on the side.
His spiritual sense was in chaos. He could no longer remember who the smiling man was in front of him. But the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth evoked his endless hatred.
At this moment, he just wanted to rush over, tear off the smiling chin, and tear the proud little face to pieces
Like a crazy beast, he raised his knife, screamed strangely, and rushed towards them in blood, stepping on his face.
Liu Qiang seemed to have expected his actions, and he calmly pulled out the knife from the red scabbard, his movements were almost elegant. The cold-glowed blade lightly blocked it. With a bang, the blade on Han Feng's hand flew out, rotated and hit the ceiling, fell straight down, and inserted into the floor.
At the same time, the red sword sheath swept out and hit Han Feng hard on the ankle, tripping him up
Han Feng was slid by the blood on the ground, and fell into the blood pool, slid several meters away, his face covered with scarlet blood.
He struggled to get up with red eyes, and was slipped by blood again. Blood kept dripping from his messy hair, making his vision turn bloody. He kept standing up, falling down, struggling in the blood pool, in extreme embarrassment.
Liu Qiang smiled and waved his hand, saying to Yuemei
Let him go crazy for a while
Yue Mei looked at Han Feng, who was still struggling to stand up in the blood pool with a little worried: But, master...
God's red eyes will make him awake, don't worry about him. Liu Qiang said indifferently, waved the love knife in his hand and drew a triangle in the air. I have another very important thing to open.
A red light flashed, and the dark space in the dungeon seemed to be crackled by a blade, and a triangular space entrance appeared. The inside of the entrance emitted a dark red light, like a burning fire of hell.
Liu Qiang walked into the red space, and the red on the scabbard gradually faded. He knew that the task assigned to him by the God of the Plane had been completed, and the gods would regain the ability to give this knife. This would be the last time he entered this space.
Yue Mei turned around and looked at Han Feng worriedly. The chains on her neck tightened, so she had to follow Liu Qiang and step into the entrance of the red lotus hell like
Han Feng finally struggled to stand firm from the blood beach, pulled out the scimitar that was being pulled from the ground, and roared at them.
The entrance was closed and the two disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed before.
Han Feng only pounced in a ball of empty air, waving the blade randomly and slashing the air in the dungeon. Finally, he saw Zhihui, who was hanging next to Fanglan, squirming and struggling. He roared like a wild beast and pounced on him.
The howling like a beast and the shrill screams of the female slaves echoed for a long time under the silver full moon of Inu Star.
Fanglan walked barefoot like a cat, elegantly and quietly under the moon shadow of the leaves, and the cold coldness of the marble floor penetrated into her slender jade feet.
She walked very quietly, trying not to make any noise, and even the bells on her ankles were stuffed with cotton.
With the cold light emitted by the scimitar in her hand, she barely saw the dark outline of the stairs and walked carefully towards the dungeon.
She remembered the story on earth, the story of the wolf and the sheep
The master is the gentle wolf, he is the gift from the God of the plane to this plane
It is this female slave named Zhihui on earth. She used her terrible crimes and blood to stain the pure soul of her master and awaken the most evil and unclean side of her master's heart.
But there is still kindness in the master's soul. What she knows is that gentle one will gently hold her and kiss her master after having sex. There is still a conscience in her soul.
Fanglan is a gentle little sheep. She never wants to hurt any creature. Even the ants on the ground, she doesn't want to trample on it.
But for the sake of the master, Fanglan is going to do something she has never thought about tonight
For love, there is nothing that cannot be done
For love
Yes, Fanglan loves her master Fanglan has always known
She quietly pushed open the dungeon's vacant door, walked in, and closed the door quietly.
After a day and night of torture, the sin slave named Zhihui finally got a moment of peace at night.
At this moment, she was sleeping with her eyes closed, her hands were raised high, her upper body hung weakly in the air, and her long wet hair was hanging down from her ears
Fanglan's heartbeats very fast, and her ears were filled with the sound of her heartbeats. She was even afraid that her heartbeat would wake up this pretty female slave.
She mustered up the courage and held the knife in her hands step by step. She approached her cold hilt, making her jade fingers numb.
With the sword light, Fanglan saw the face of the sinner clearly
Fanglan has outlined her face countless times in her mind. In her imagination, this sin slave must be a strange and lewd woman with a vicious face like a snake demon in the beast army of gods.
However, the sword light reflects a pure and innocent jade face
Her skin is like it is made of white jade porcelain, smooth and flawless. Her sleeping appearance is so quiet and pure, and she also has a quiet smile, like a sleeping baby.
Fanglan was shaken, and the cold light of the blade kept trembling in her hands
Is it because Fanglan is jealous and hates her? Fanglan wants
She had completely possessed all the love and favor of her master, and even though she betrayed her master in such a terrible way, there was still a trace of love for her in the master's heart, Fanglan could see that
But Fanglan is not jealous or hates her even if she snatches all the favor from her master, Fanglan will not hate her. Fanglan is a docile little sheep, and she is born to not know how to hate her.
But for the sake of the master, she must end this slave with her own hands. She is the source of all the hatred in the master's heart. As long as she dies, the master's kind soul will defeat the demon
The cold blade pressed against the snow-white jade neck
Fanglan's trembling hands exerted a little force, and the cold light of the scimitar slid across Zhihui's jade neck
However, the blood of expectation did not flow out of the jade neck, leaving only an invisible scratch.
Fanglan drew another stroke. This time, Fanglan used two more strength to use her hands.
The female slave's delicate skin has not been cut. Why? Fanglan once saw a male protagonist who cut off a female slave's arm like cutting tofu with this scimitar.
The coldness of the cold iron awakened Zhihui. She opened her eyes and found in horror that a beautiful woman with a beautiful country was holding a scimitar and constantly slashing her neck.
She struggled like a fish on a drill board, her mouth whimpering and whimpering.
Fanglan originally wanted to end her life without pain while she was asleep, but watching her struggle desperately under her knife, she suddenly realized how terrible her behavior was. She was like a child who had caused trouble, and tears flowed out involuntarily.
Don't move... Please... Don't move... She cried in a pleading tone, using a knife to cut back and forth on her struggling jade neck like a rope
Why can't I cut it open... She thought crying
If you really want to kill her, you should use the blade instead of the back of the knife. The voice of the male protagonist comes from the darkness behind you.
Fanglan turned around in surprise, and the scimitar fell to the ground with a bang.
The male protagonist clapped his hands, and suddenly, the torch Qi Ming illuminated the dungeon
Beside the opened dungeon door, there were Qiqing, Tongxue and Liu Qiang, and the gloomy master who were smiling proudly!
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
What are you doing? Fanglan Han Feng said with a calm face.
Fanglan... Fanglan is... Fangban didn't know how to defend himself, but only jade tears were still rolling down
Qiqing, who was kneeling beside her, talked to her. Master, Yi Qingnu, the female slave thought that the female slave in the dungeon had snatched your love for her. She was jealous and wanted to secretly kill her while you were away. If Qiqing hadn't seen her sneakily out of the bedroom with a knife, she might have succeeded!
Is that true? Fanglan? Han Feng showed a fierce look
No, that's not the case. Fanglan shouted silently in her heart. Fanglan just wanted to free her master from hatred.
But when the words came to her lips, they disappeared without a trace. Her lips trembled slightly, and she stopped talking.
Female slaves are jealous, and this kind of thing often happens, I am not surprised. Liu Qiang sighed and said that if you want to stop this kind of thing from happening, you should show the majesty of the male protagonist of Inu Star, follow the rules of female slaves, and punish them heavily to serve as a warning to You
Han Feng's hands were trembling. After experiencing many betrayals and slander by women, he had seen the dirty nature under the beautiful skin of a woman, viciousness, infidelity, vanity, greed, and jealousy.
He has determined that all women are a bunch of cheap things
But in his heart, there was always a small corner and a trace of beautiful longing for women, that was Fanglan
However, Fanglan, who was gentle and beautiful like an angel, had made a vow with him, actually had the same original sin as them, buried in her bones with the same original sin!!
Call all the bitches over and tie her up! After a while, a sentence finally burst out between Han Feng's tightly clenched teeth.
Qi Qing was so proud that she happily hung Fang's hands and tied them firmly to the whipping rack. She also sprinkled salt water on Fanglan's fragrant body to prepare for the master's whipping.
Then she pulled the whip out of her vagina. Since she performed the skill of swallowing whip for her master, her vagina became the master's hidden whip tube, and the red whip respectfully handed over to Han Feng's hand.
Then he knelt on his side, stared at the scene of the bitch who snatched his master's favor and was tortured.
Tongxue trotted all the way, taking all the female slaves in the villa to the dungeon, and watching their female slaves be punished.
The whip was waving in the air, and the female slaves could even feel the whip wind blew their hair
The crisp sound of the whip hitting the body echoed in the humid air of the dungeon, and blood splashed out from the red whip like a sharp arrow, dyeing the whip slave rack like a layer of red paint
Fanglan silently endured the master's whipping, and her heart was cut like a knife, because there was no trace of gentleness and kindness in the master's eyes. Now he is a completely unreasonable beast and a demon without emotion, just like the demon she saw at the slave exhibition at that time.
Ah, the God of the Plane... Please... Please bless your master... Don't lose... Don't let him lose to the devil... Fanglan shouted and prayed in her heart
However, the violent whip broke her prayer in the air
I don't know how long the whipping lasted, and even Qi Qing and Tongxue, who were watching the fun, felt a hint of fear in their hearts. Now Han Feng is disdainful to play the training game that is about to stop. The whip is coated with a special layer of metal, and the whip remains cannot heal, and the pain is even deeper into the bone marrow.
The whip kept cutting open Fanglan's delicate skin like white jade, and blood dripped from the whip marks on her body, dyeing her body like a blood-stained white plum
Han Feng angrily threw the last whip
He said angrily that there is no room for indulgence to you, a lowly slave today! You must follow the rules of female slaves and punish them heavily. He turned his head and yelled at Qi Qing. Qing slave, fight for the wind and drink jealousy, and murder other female slaves of the master. According to the rules of female slaves, how should you punish them!!?
Qiqing was overjoyed, and it was finally her turn to announce the punishment one day, so she knelt down and recited it in a straight voice:
Return to the master's words! Fight for the wind and drink jealousy! Murder sisters! According to the rules of female slaves, you should dissect the yin and heart, and kill them to show the slaves!!!
Han Feng opened his eyes widened, and the bloody whip slid silently from his hand
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
Time seemed to have stopped. Han Feng looked blankly at the kneeling behind him, and looked at his female slaves with respect and expectation. Liu Qiang, who had been looking at him with his hands crossed and smiling.
He knew nothing about the so-called female slave rules, but he was often used as an excuse to abuse the female slave's body. He was just angry just now and wanted to use the name of female slave rules to teach Fanglan, who disappointed him with more powerful means.
But he wanted to kill Fanglan...
this……
Liu Qiang broke the silence, and he walked slowly towards the scimitar that fell to the ground step by step, saying that in the ancient tradition of Inu Star, there is a kind of female slave called "Ai Nu". When all males of Inu Star were born, the Executive Yuan of the planet would assign a female slave to feed him with milk, comfort him, and take care of him as a grown-up. When he became a boy, he would become his first woman, teach him to enjoy the pleasure of the female slave's body with his body, and finally, he would encourage him at his coming-of-age ceremony, take him across a ceremony and become a glorious male protagonist of Inu Star. Do you know what kind of ritual it is?
Liu Qiang had a smile that never changed for thousands of years on his face. He picked up the scimitar on the ground and looked at the blade with cold light carefully. That was, under the witness of another male protagonist, he used this scimitar with red eyes engraved with gods to kill the "Love Slave" with his own hands.
He patted Han Feng's hand and clenched his fist. Do you want to be a real male protagonist of Inu? This is your opportunity. Hold this knife tightly and kill your beautiful little Ai Nu just rightly
Han Feng panted, staring at the knife in his hand, and then at Fanglan, who was hanging on the slave rack with his head hanging down. His heart was filled with huge waves.
Remember what I said, the more kind you are, the more fierce the world will be to you. Only by abandoning those useless feelings can they truly fear and obey you. Think about your miserable past and those bitches who betray you. They just see your kindness, use your kindness and kindness to never conquer the hearts of those bitches. Only by being majestic and fear can they be
Liu Qiang pulled him and walked to Fanglan, covered in blood.
After the fierce whipping just now, Fanglan was already in a semi-coma. She hung her body weakly, her beautiful eyes half-closed, like a sleeping baby
Can't I make a move? Then let's come together? Liu Qiang grabbed Han Feng's hand holding the knife, and the blade was facing upwards, and the blade pressed against Fanglan's lower body
The cold and sharp pain woke Fanglan in her sleep. She opened her eyes, and the amber eyes were as charming as ever. Her rose-like red lips trembled, but she didn't say a word.
Han Feng stared at her in a daze. He remembered the day he had just arrived at Inuxing. When he first met her, she was bathed in the light like holy light. He remembered that she had snuggled in his chest not long ago, with a jade face like sunset, nodding to agree to his proposal.
Then Tongxue, Zhihui, countless lies, betrayal flashed by, shattering these beautiful images, leaving only a dark abyss
The sharp blade had easily cut the slit of the flower that had brought him countless comforts, and reached his navel. The bright red blood walked down from the blade.
Very good, the pelvis and uterus have been cut off. Then, use some force to continue to move up, very good, very good, that's it... Liu Qiang smiled and encouraged
Fanglan didn't struggle, or she had no strength to struggle. She stared blankly at her beloved master, using the scimitar with red eyes engraved with god's red eyes, cut her body bit by bit. She looked at the red and warm blood, carrying her life, and flowed out of the wound cut by the sharp blade, and her rosy pretty face gradually became pale as snow. She raised her head, her beautiful amber eyes, and saw Han Feng's face distorted by pain and entanglement.
She smiled sadly
It doesn't matter, master, it doesn't matter, please don't show that painful expression...
The blade has reached between the breasts, and the tremor of the heartbeat violently came from the hilt of the knife
Fanglan suddenly raised her head and took a breath. Her pale lips stopped trembling, and her orchid-like tone formed a sentence
Owner……
No one here heard the next three words, but Han Feng heard them. From the opening and closing of her lips, the three words shattered his soul like thunder.
I
like
you
The beating heart like a deer hit the sharp blade, and blood splashed out from the incision between the breasts, dyeing Han Feng's face and chest red. The fragile heart was like a dying bird, driving the blade's body to flap its wings slightly, and after a few seconds, it completely stopped beating.
Fanglan's amber eyes lost their light, closed their powerlessness, and never opened them again
Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire Fire
There was a silence like a blood clot in the dungeon, only the sound of blood dripping from the blade
After a long time, Liu Qiang clapped and clapped his applause one after another, as if celebrating Han Feng's completion of his coming-of-age ceremony.
Han Feng ignored him. His back was facing everyone, like a stone, still holding the scimitar between Fanglan's breasts in his hand, standing motionless for more than ten minutes without saying a word.
The slaves were a little worried at first, but Qiqing finally couldn't help but stand up. She was very proud. After the bitch who had been competing with her for favor, she must be the unscrupulous female slave.
She walked behind Han Feng and asked him what instructions he had next
Han Feng slowly turned his head, blood dripped from his face, and there was an extremely crazy and distorted smile on the blood-stained face. Even the long scar was torn apart by the smile, revealing the red and rotten flesh and thick white bones below.
He's crazy
He pulled out the sharp blade inserted into his lover's chest like lightning, and waved his jade neck hard to the point of qiqing's jade neck
Qiqing was so scared that her eyes suddenly opened wide. She felt a cool breeze around her neck, and her movements stopped abruptly. A few seconds later, a thin red line appeared on the jade neck. The head slowly tilted along the red line and fell down. She rolled on the ground for a few rounds, but her face still had an incredible shocking expression.
Blood spurted out from the headless jade neck like a high-pressure water cannon, dyeing the dungeon's ceiling red
The girls were so scared that they were still in shock. Han Feng rushed to Tongxue with a knife in a blood mist. Tongxue screamed and turned around to escape, but accidentally fell. A sharp blade stabbed into her rectum that was prolapsed, suddenly emerged from the tip of the knife, and then pressed down to crack the jade body into two.
The women instinctively fleeing around like flocks attacked by wolves. Han Feng smiled ferociously while chasing them. The remaining limbs and blood flew in the air, and blood squirted like a spring, the blood mist in the air and the blood pool on the ground, making the dungeon look like hell.
Liu Qiang pulled Yuemei to him, crossed his hands, and looked at him with a smile with a father-like look.
When all the female slaves turned into a pile of minced meat on the ground, Han Feng gasped like a hungry wolf, opened his blood-red eyes, turned his head and found Liu Qiang who had been smiling beside him and Yue Mei who was kneeling on the side.
His spiritual sense was in chaos. He could no longer remember who the smiling man was in front of him. But the mocking smile on the corner of his mouth evoked his endless hatred.
At this moment, he just wanted to rush over, tear off the smiling chin, and tear the proud little face to pieces
Like a crazy beast, he raised his knife, screamed strangely, and rushed towards them in blood, stepping on his face.
Liu Qiang seemed to have expected his actions, and he calmly pulled out the knife from the red scabbard, his movements were almost elegant. The cold-glowed blade lightly blocked it. With a bang, the blade on Han Feng's hand flew out, rotated and hit the ceiling, fell straight down, and inserted into the floor.
At the same time, the red sword sheath swept out and hit Han Feng hard on the ankle, tripping him up
Han Feng was slid by the blood on the ground, and fell into the blood pool, slid several meters away, his face covered with scarlet blood.
He struggled to get up with red eyes, and was slipped by blood again. Blood kept dripping from his messy hair, making his vision turn bloody. He kept standing up, falling down, struggling in the blood pool, in extreme embarrassment.
Liu Qiang smiled and waved his hand, saying to Yuemei
Let him go crazy for a while
Yue Mei looked at Han Feng, who was still struggling to stand up in the blood pool with a little worried: But, master...
God's red eyes will make him awake, don't worry about him. Liu Qiang said indifferently, waved the love knife in his hand and drew a triangle in the air. I have another very important thing to open.
A red light flashed, and the dark space in the dungeon seemed to be crackled by a blade, and a triangular space entrance appeared. The inside of the entrance emitted a dark red light, like a burning fire of hell.
Liu Qiang walked into the red space, and the red on the scabbard gradually faded. He knew that the task assigned to him by the God of the Plane had been completed, and the gods would regain the ability to give this knife. This would be the last time he entered this space.
Yue Mei turned around and looked at Han Feng worriedly. The chains on her neck tightened, so she had to follow Liu Qiang and step into the entrance of the red lotus hell like
Han Feng finally struggled to stand firm from the blood beach, pulled out the scimitar that was being pulled from the ground, and roared at them.
The entrance was closed and the two disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed before.
Han Feng only pounced in a ball of empty air, waving the blade randomly and slashing the air in the dungeon. Finally, he saw Zhihui, who was hanging next to Fanglan, squirming and struggling. He roared like a wild beast and pounced on him.
The howling like a beast and the shrill screams of the female slaves echoed for a long time under the silver full moon of Inu Star.
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