Sacrifice of evil god

Chapter 153



Chapter 153

Of course Qi Yue loves Tie, and of course wants to see Tie.He will not make the same choice as Qi Mei thousands of years ago.Qi Mei has Mochen, Jingshan, responsibility, morality, and the world in his heart; while he, Qi Yue, has no job, no spiritual power, no principles, and even this life is almost gone. There is only one head.Even if the whole world casts aside what the evil god has done, even if his believers may betray him, Qi Yue will never.

But before he could utter the word "think", a black sack engulfed him, and the absolute darkness that covered the sky and the sun covered his sight. He felt that he was being carried by someone and went straight to where place to go.

From a distance, Di Jiang gloated and laughed: "Hahaha, Shenwu ordered you to make ingredients, then you should go and wait obediently to be 'eaten', bye-"

When the rapid turbulence finally stopped, Qi Yue felt that she was being hung upside down on something with her feet up.Under the struggle, inertia led him to sway continuously, and the thick black cloth made him unable to see where he was.He was like a pitiful sandbag hanging in the air, waiting for a merciless blow that might come from nowhere at any time.

But Qi Yue is not without speculation about the surrounding environment.He can vaguely hear the gurgling water in the distance, accompanied by the light birdsong on the branches, whistling, chirping, although the sound is soft, but full of poetry; he can smell the faint fragrance of roses, and the humid air after the summer rain Inside, the earthy fragrance is contained.He could hear the creaking of the branches above his head as he dangled from his sack, as if he were hanging from a low tree in a secluded, beautiful garden.

I can't feel the depression in that horrible restaurant just now, but this place really looks like the "paradise" mentioned in the prayers of that group of people.However, what's the matter with asking him to "make ingredients"?

Just thinking about this, there was a light "ding", like the sound of a knife and fork touching.Rustling, Qi Yue felt that someone was slowly approaching him, and before he had time to ask who it was, the next moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his lower body—someone actually hit him with a knife The private place between the legs cut open the sack neatly, and with a sharp blade, he cut open the obscene cloth covering the seam between his buttocks without hesitation!

Two petals of white meat, as delicious as creamy ice cream balls, were innocently exposed from the tight black cloth.The person with his head covered in a bag, unable to see clearly the situation outside, struggled futilely and anxiously, making the scene in front of him even more obscene.He turned upwards helplessly, opened his tender legs, and let the peepers outside the sack reveal the quiet and limp coral-colored meat-stem, and the delicate jade-like body hidden in the sparse hair. The little ball, and the most rosy and alluring hole under it, which looks too narrow to fit a finger poked into it, can be seen in all directions.

"Who are you! What are you going to do! Let me go...don't, don't mess there...ah, uh...ahh, don't..." From the initial angry resistance to the uncontrollable moan, Qi Yue hasn't been there for too long. The small pussy that had been caressed and teased by others quickly disarmed and surrendered under the skillful provocation, immersed in the half-humiliating, half-stimulating lust.

As if preparing for eating, the voyeur held a piece of soft butter that should be spread on bread, and gently pressed it against the small tender mouth that could not be opened and closed, and gently pushed, " Puff——" The creamy Huang Ruan was forced to swallow it impatiently.The highest-grade Scotch butter melts when it is heated, and soon there is a rich and rich milky aroma from the insatiable pink and tender meat.

The voyeur was unmoved, and held the back handle of the silver table knife, reaching into the hungry-thirsty flesh-hole to fiddle with, one stroke, one stroke, the butter that was whipped into milk froth, followed by the knife. The movement of the handle pushes more out of the hole-mouth, like nectar seeping from the heart of a flower, arousing people's most primitive desire to lick.

The reason why Qi Yue hums so uncontrollably is because he has a strong feeling that it is Tie who is standing outside the bag and playing with him.Just like the two ends of a magnet, they always attract each other inexplicably. When the other party approaches, it can always arouse a strong physical and mental response. This is the most authentic intuition between lovers, and it is a fetter that is difficult to explain logically.

"Tie...um...husband, is that you? Please...let me go first...let me go first, okay...Xiaoyue's body is yours...let me watch You, as long as I can watch you... Well, I'll let you play as you please..."

But just after that pleading, the handle of the knife stretched out in Qi Yue's body suddenly stopped as if it had lost its life.Qi Yue felt the helplessness of being pulled away from pleasure, he clamped his meat-hole, desperately trying to keep him, in his subconscious, it was trying to keep Tie back.But it's useless, the other party doesn't even bother to humiliate him.

The footsteps of the people beside him leaving, rang again in Qi Yue's ears.

"Don't go! Husband, don't go! In the past two years, I've been looking for you so badly that I've been desperate to see you. If you still want to leave Xiaoyue now, then I'll kill myself immediately by biting my tongue! I did what I said, I even jumped off the building, and I am not afraid of bleeding a little more!"


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