Yu Zhengchuan rubbed his eyes, and she felt that she might be dazzled.

But when she opened her eyes again, the face in front of her was still the face of the senior brother.

She pondered for a moment and finally came to her own conclusion.

When the Ghost King slaughtered the East China Sea, only the wet nurse of the third prince of the Donghuang Emperor, his concubine and young son escaped. Later, the wet nurse escaped to the human world and hid her traces, and became a mortal and gave birth to a senior brother.

Therefore, the Ghost King is absolutely impossible to be the eldest senior brother. After all, the Ghost King is more than ten thousand years older than the eldest senior brother, which is a foregone conclusion.

But since the Ghost King sent Xiang Feng to chase and kill the eldest senior brother, it means there must be a hidden truth in this. Maybe the eldest senior brother was actually born to the wet nurse and the third prince of Donghuang, or the eldest senior brother was the illegitimate son of the third prince of Donghuang.

This explains why the Ghost King was chasing the eldest brother.

Anyway, the Ghost King cannot be divided, so he sends someone to kill him.

The more Yu Zhengchuan thought about it, the more she looked. She looked at the unclear face and tentatively tentatively: "Are you and the eldest brother?"

Her thin lips pursed slightly and she chuckled.

Why would she think so?

If you want to be a brother with him, it depends on whether the person is qualified.

Looking at her expectant gaze, he suddenly remembered what she said to him in the Ghost Sect.

He asked her, "I heard that you blocked the sword for your orphan enemy... do you like him?"

She smiled and said, "How could he be? He is just a toad who wants to eat swan meat. I accidentally blocked it because my feet slipped."

I don't know if she still remembers it, but he has never forgotten it anyway.

Rong Shang slowly narrowed his long eyes, looked at her eyes full of hope, and chuckled with his lips: "No, Gu is that clam."

Yu Pingchuan was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he understood what he meant.

Her face looked ugly, but she still struggled with the last glimmer of hope: "Impossible, how old is the eldest brother? You are more than 100,000 years old..."

"Besides, who would have a brain ill so much that he would let his subordinates chase him?"

Her palms were clenched, her fingers with distinct bones were slightly bent, and she smiled slightly: "Your senior brother has been dead for more than ten years."

After saying that, he patiently answered her second question: "Gu has never said that Gu asked Xiang Feng to chase him, and the one who gave the pursuit order was Shura King."

Yu Pingsheng: "..."

The eldest brother became a disciple and entered Penglai Mountain more than ten years ago. If he had said so, the eldest brother had been killed by the Ghost King long before entering Penglai Mountain.

No wonder when the Scrap Dad measured the spiritual roots of the eldest brother, he measured the four spiritual roots of gold, water, fire and earth. The eldest brother in the original text had the three spiritual roots of gold, water, and earth. She thought it was because it was too long that she remembered it wrong.

The elder brother who wrote the original text has long died, and replaced it with the Ghost King. The dog man she liked for seven years is also the Ghost King?!

Before, Yu Pingping always comforted himself, who had never met one or two dog men when he was young?

The problem is that before she got up from her senior brother, she fell into the Ghost King again, and finally found that the two dog men were the same?!

Yu Pie crept open.

She could tolerate him being arrogant and arrogant, and she could tolerate him being a straight man, but she couldn't stand it.

Yu Zhengfei's arms, which were hanging beside him, trembled faintly: "You have been lying to me all the time?"

Rong Shang turned his head and snorted: "Aren't you too?"

She frowned and said, "What have I lie to you?"

He raised his hand and threw out the black porcelain bottle, his eyes full of coldness: "What do you think?"

Yu Pingzheng looked at the black porcelain bottle and understood everything at once.

It turned out that he suddenly wanted her last night because he felt that she wanted to help the Seventh Prince harm him, so he wanted to revenge her in this way.

He knew her so well.

Her bottom line is the eldest brother, so he was y-i'r0ng from beginning to end and did not dare to reveal his true face.

I suddenly asked her to wash him today, just to let her personally uncover his leather mask and feel the psychological gap of bungee jumping.

After all, the person who was still lingering last night became an enemy who wanted to peel off his bones and skin when he opened his eyes. Which normal person would not collapse on the spot when encountering such a thing?

But he still underestimated her.

She is not a normal person.

A gentle smile appeared on Yu Zhengchuan's face. She gently pulled off the belt around her waist and reached out to grab his hands.

Rong Shang slowly raised his eyes, looking unclear.

Her reaction was strange, a little different from what he expected.

According to her past performance, she should be furious and yelling to kill him with gritted teeth.

He didn't stop her from doing anything, he wanted to see what she wanted to do.

Yu Zhengzheng tied his hands with the collar belt. Her collar belt was long enough, even after tying the pig's trotter buckle, it was still more than two feet long.

She pulled the collar belt between her fingers, pulled him slowly, and took him to the red paint pillar.

Yu Zhengzheng looked up at the beam of the room, then reached out and untied the jade belt around his waist.

Rong's eyes were dim and his voice was a little low

Dumb: "What do you want?"

She imitated him yesterday, tiptoed to his lips, and pressed her index finger on her lips.

She leaned close to his ears intimately, her voice trembled slightly, and her warm breathing turned into his ears: "Are you afraid?"

Rong Shang curled the corners of her lips and chuckled, "How could it be?"

Yu Zhengchuan nodded, tied her collar belt with his jade belt, and then looked up at the small weeds on the beam of the house.

Perhaps it was because the wood from the beam of the house was damp that the unknown weed sprouted and took root. She smiled and slowly raised her arm.

I saw her green onion fingertips gently hooking, and the malnourished weeds grew wildly, but in the blink of an eye, they had grown into lush green balls.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, the strong weed roots extended to her arm. She tied the jade belt with the weeds. The weed seemed to be able to sense her thoughts, and then rose up consciously in the next moment.

As the jade belt rose, the weeds on the face that was originally on the ground were also taken up by the weed. He was like a prisoner hanging up in the torture room to be beaten, his legs swaying in the air, shaking very ridiculously.

Rong Shang's eyes were slightly dark, but he didn't speak.

If she wanted to kill him, she would be too naive.

The swords and guns can only hurt him, but they cannot kill him.

But when he comes down, she will die.

He raised his hand and struggled twice, and she smiled slightly: "This is the strap for your sliver-winged silk robe. Unless you cut off your hand, don't struggle."

The implication is that don’t waste your energy.

Rong Shang lazily lowered his eyes and glanced at her: "Since that's the case, just do whatever you want."

Yu Zhengchuan nodded, and she brought a table, fixed his feet to the table legs, and then took his underwear to his ankles.

Conclusion: "..."

He felt his thighs chill, and subconsciously wanted to close his legs, but his ankles were fixed on the table legs and he could not move at all.

Yu Pingchuan's fingers were slightly cold. She slid upwards from his ankle, murmured something: "I just wanted to trick the antidote from the seventh prince, but I never thought of harming you."

He remained silent, but turned his head away.

She no longer explained, but just played with the warmth in her hand. It drooped gently. She gently dripped its texture folds with her fingertips. She felt her body trembling slightly.

Yu Pingping asked with a smile: "Do you like it?"

He did not answer, but a slightly solemn breathing sounded in the quiet palace.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, she buried her head and removed her

But in addition to the breathing sound, there was an inexplicable sound of water.

She wanted to return all the things he raised on her last night to him.

Rong Shang had never been so stimulated. His arms were tied up high and his lowered eyes were staring at her open and closed lips, as if there was some ferocious beast trying to struggle to release it.

At a critical moment, she blocked the exit with her thumb. His face turned pale and his spine slowly stiffened.

Yu Pingchuan was laughing. These were all things he did last night.

She originally thought he wanted to have some fun, but today she realized that it was also a way for him to take revenge on her.

Yu Pingchuan stepped on the table and slowly took off his white robe.

She stood on tiptoe and slowly pressed against the exit on her collar. She seemed to be grinding ink with ink strips, gently grinding left and right.

After repeated several times, she stopped moving.

She heard his muffled groan, which was a struggle that had been suppressed in pain for a long time.

Her bright red lips slightly opened, and a sincere smile on her face: "I will rub it, I will never go in."

There has never been a moment when I hate myself so much that I have no divine power.
To be continued...