Love Slave (Other Adult Novels)

Ai Nu / Author: Qing Shui Ling Long

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escape……

The vast desert is like the scorching sun.

The golden yellow fills the sky and earth.

The most respected color in the world is the laughter of death here.

The spots of white light reflected in the dazzling sunlight are the remains of animals or human corpses.

The Bailongdui Desert, near the Xirong border, is famous for its tornadoes and unpredictable terrain.

Without a familiar guide to lead the way, almost no one has any chance of getting out of the desert alive.

On the rolling sand dunes, dozens of people sat quietly on horseback, their bodies straight.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from afar, and it was a single horse.

The man rode his horse in front of the group, dismounted quickly, and knelt down to report, "Your Majesty, we've found the people. We're almost at the border!"

"How could you escape so far?" The man's voice was filled with a faint sigh and a hint of charming laziness, and his tall and strong figure carried a strong sense of oppression.

Everyone around him couldn't help but lower their heads stiffly. They all seemed to be the beasts surrounding the King of Beasts, waiting for their orders, with an attitude of respect and fear.

And their king, with his emerald green eyes, was staring at the petite girl who was in a mess and rushing forward desperately in the yellow sand.

The sun was scorching the earth and their bodies mercilessly, and every grain of golden sand was dancing the dance of death.

At the end of the desert, on the rolling sand dunes, a ball of pink and purple slowly floats up in the burning golden color like fire.

The delicate girl held down her flying long hair and ran wildly in the rolling yellow sand.

The heartbeat is like the beating of a drum.

My hands and feet had been licked by the scorching sun and yellow sand until they were completely numb.

She had only one obsession - escape!

Escape from the cage that had imprisoned her for months, escape from that...horrible and cruel demon.

Her right arm was almost numb from the waves of tearing pain. She held on tightly with her hands, not wanting to be devoured by the beast on her shoulder.

Just escape from it all, the free air is the panacea for all pain.

She couldn't stop. As soon as she stopped, her heartbeat might stop.

The border of Rixi is just ahead, just a little more, just a little more.

She clenched her hands, and in her palms, she tightly grasped the necklace that depended on her for life - Duoduo, wait for me, I'll be there soon!

She shook her head vigorously to get rid of the sweat that blinded her eyes and the bloody nightmare.

She continued to run wildly, moving her legs which had lost all feeling.

"Tsk tsk, you fell again, how pitiful." The man's voice was still as gentle as a lover's whisper in his ear.

But the silent men behind him all knew that beneath a man's warm and gentle appearance, there was absolute brutality and ruthlessness hidden.

"It seems that I have to go and bring back my poor pet myself." The figure was as big as a mountain and as swift as a leopard.

He is here!

The voice of fear in my heart was roaring. The extreme fear came from the sound of horse hooves behind me, and from that cruel and cold-blooded man who looked down on the world.

She felt dizzy, her whole body was in pain, and her burning skin had long lost all feeling, but she still did not stop, instead she quickened her pace.

Freedom is right before our eyes, right before our eyes. She must catch it, she must! Just a little bit, just one more step...

He put his hands on the ground, gasping for breath, but still struggling to crawl forward. She heard the wings of freedom waving at her; she was only one step away.

What is real shamelessness?

Suddenly, a mountain of darkness blocked out the sparks in her eyes. When she blinked again, the darkness came over her like a mountain. His neck was suddenly clamped by a burning and powerful force, and his whole body was lifted up and dragged onto the back of a tall horse, and then wrapped in a wide cloak.

His eyes opened wide in shock as he met a pair of extremely beautiful, extremely pretty, bright eyes as clear as the finest emeralds.

"My little slave, how would you like me to reward you?"

She failed again!

The warm breath gently blows past my ears. The whispering voice has the most moving tone in the world, but it is also the most terrifying magic language in the world. Because, in the next second, you may be torn to pieces by this demon!

"Let me go, let me go--"

She waved her hands to hit him, but the powerless pink fists hitting him were like scratching an itch, without any power at all. However, it aroused the blazing flames rising in her green eyes, excitement, extreme excitement, which was the bite-bearing brilliance that a cheetah bursts out when it sets its sights on its prey.

In an instant, she stopped moving.

His touch caused a shudder.

All the fear was gently and cruelly scraped away by his fingers.

In an instant, she realized the evil meaning in his eyes - my God, is this devil crazy? !

"Ah, you...you are shameless, let me go!"

"Shameless me, now I'll let you see what true shamelessness means!"

The next second, his body was lifted up by him and slammed into her body at the speed of the horse, causing her to cry out in pain.

She could hardly breathe, her heaving chest pressed against the muscular chest, and the fiery heat filtering through a layer of silk instantly warmed her cold skin.

The burning breath lingered around her ears as she listened to his arrogant, evil and obscene words.

"Weiwei, is this game becoming more and more interesting?" The hot and wet tip of the tongue drilled into her ear and licked the tender little bead in the auricle.

He knew that was her sensitive spot.

besides……

His strong chest pressed hard against her soft, vulnerable spot, and seeing her stifle a breath was his favorite reaction.

"No, stop... stop... ah..." The long fingers coordinated with the movements of the chest, hitting her fragile body hard. The terrifying force almost tore her apart alive.

"My little slave, do you know how disappointed I am when I see you running away again and again?" The hot and wet tip of the tongue slid down the delicate neck, sucking on the throat that was constantly swelling and opening, licking the pulsating aorta vigorously, then he opened his mouth and bit down hard.

Until a thin stream of red liquid flowed down her neck, he stretched out his tongue and licked it up bit by bit.

"Lan Xie, I...if you have the guts, just kill me, kill me——"

He raised his head from her neck, and a blood-thirsty and disgusting murderous aura instantly burst out from his dark green eyes.

"Don't even think about it!"

He bit her lips hard. Only the pain could make her open her mouth instantly. The strong tip of his tongue rolled into her small mouth. With the force of a storm, he searched for the sweetness in her tender cavity and occupied every inch of her softness. The tip of his tongue rolled around her vigorously and sucked hard. The corners of her lips kept overflowing with red liquid. "Death is really not worth much to you."

She continued to hit him, and her injured and broken nails scratched his silk shirt, leaving finger marks on his strong back.

He did not reduce his strength at all, and his movements became even more violent and reckless.

The owner has the final say

The tip of his tongue penetrated deeply into the inner cavity, and the force of sucking almost swallowed up the soft little tongue. The excessive intensity made it impossible for her to breathe. The huge pressure from her chest and lungs seemed to break her ribs. He separated his knees and cut through her defense. The source of his hot desire was tightly embedded in the deep valley and rubbed, ready to go.

"ah--"

The excruciating pain made her moan. But such a cry was like an extreme aphrodisiac to him. The raging flames of desire in the green eyes burned fiercely.

"Weiwei, no matter how hard you try to run, you will never escape from my grasp."

A sharp tearing sound cut through her eardrums, and she suddenly opened her eyes wide and met his cruel and ruthless green eyes. Once again, he broke through her defenses and attacked the dry river valley, using his immense power to surge and rub against her cruelly.

She bit her lips tightly, unwilling to make even the slightest sound. Even a little sound would mean surrender to him. Even if he succeeds in capturing her again and again, she will never bow her head, never!

"Weiwei, scream it out for me, scream it out loud——"

He cruelly forced her mouth open. Even though her teeth had bitten his fingers, he still found a gap and slipped two fingers into her tender vagina, digging into and twisting her slippery tongue, making her whimper in pain.

At the same time, he increased the speed of his attack, and the rapid movement of his horse's hooves could not cover up the chaotic sound of collisions.

"Lan Xie... I hate you... I... hate you... ah... I hate you..."

"Hate it, so you have the strength to continue playing this game."

Only in this way can you have me in your heart - even if it's just hatred...

The hot tip of his tongue licked the corners of her roaring lips, and his laughter pierced her fragile heart. She cursed and roared, but could not stop the demon's powerful force at all. Every impact was so strong and powerful that it seemed to knock out her soul.

"I...I'm going to kill you..."

He leaned on her soft and smooth body: "Haha, okay. I will definitely drag you to hell with me!"

With a deep stab, the trembling deep inside gave rise to an indescribable numbness that quickly spread to every cell in the body. She almost fainted, but the pain in her body wouldn't allow her to cowardly choose a sweet dream.

He held her petite body, and every time he plundered her, it seemed as long and difficult as a century. Her resistance was completely futile. Her body was held up by the sturdy arms. Even though her vision was going dark, she still clenched her teeth tightly and refused to reveal any vulnerability.

The devil's claws penetrated into her already tattered clothes, grabbed a piece of softness, and kneaded it vigorously. The hot breath pressed against her delicate neck and slid down her painful chest, and the torn cloth was torn off in an instant.

"Poor little thing!" He grabbed her right arm. The pain from the old injury made her gasp and she couldn't help but let out a low moan of pain, which made him more and more excited. The force suddenly increased, and she couldn't help but scream out in pain.

"My beloved slave, your voice is always so alluring. Scream, scream louder!"

"Lan Xie, you...you lunatic...devil...you will definitely die a horrible death..." She always used curses to cover up the turmoil in her body, and he always pushed her to the breaking point of endurance with more fierce attacks.

"Okay, scream louder. Maybe I can change my mind..."

"What?"

His arm tightened, causing her to groan in pain.

"How about bringing Xiao San and the little girl back to Xirong to reunite with you?"

Smile? !

"No, don't! You...you can't, you can't..."

"Whether it is possible or not is up to the master." He bit her soft neck and hit her hard again.

"ah--"

His pupils suddenly widened, and endless fireworks burned out the last glimmer of hope in his eyes.

The word "Master" was like two steel nails that suddenly pierced into her body, making her whole body stiff. Her resistance only brought him a stronger and more fierce attack. The dishevel of her delicate body under the cloak was an announcement of her shattered dignity. She was just his pet, just a pet... a plaything that did not require too much thought? !

If, just if...

They didn’t go to Xiangshan to make wishes on their birthdays…

Then, she is still an ordinary seventeen-year-old girl living in modern times.

A stabbing pain passed through her brain, and she finally ran out of strength and fell into the dark world...

Crossing into slavery

The legendary crossing

The vast desert, which seems to have no end, is carved with layer upon layer of wave-like patterns, with a very orderly layered beauty. Whenever a breeze blows, it stirs up a thin layer of sand waves, and rolls up the ripples on the sand, like flexible and vivid rolling yellow waves, one after another.

The dust in the distance was hazy and ethereal, and it whistled past with a somewhat mysterious aura, echoing in the silent desert, as if angrily telling of the loneliness and anger that had been forgotten for thousands of years, blowing her heart away and giving her goose bumps.

Ling Weiwei walked in the desert with difficulty against the fierce storm, cursing in frustration.

This was the first time in seventeen years that she and Xiaoxiao were separated like this, but the unique sense between twins still allowed her to feel Duoduo's presence, but it seemed very far away. Where did Duoduo go?

The cold wind not only made her shiver, but also made her feel cold and hungry, and the dust on her face made her look even more miserable.

He raised his head with a sad look, and saw two figures on horseback approaching from afar. They looked hurried, as if they were on a journey.

"Hey - help!" Ling Weiwei propped up her weak body, waving her hands and shouting.

When they got close enough, she could barely make out the two people from their clothes - they were a man and a woman.

But then, she realized something was wrong. The clothes those two were wearing were a little strange...

The two people on the horse hesitated for a while, and finally came here.

"Is there something wrong?" After hesitating for a while, the woman behind the man spoke.

The woman was wearing an elaborate cloak and a veil, so her face could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of deep, beautiful, yet wary black eyes were revealed.

"Please, can you give me a ride to a nearby city? Where is this place? I'm lost!"

"I'm sorry, but we're on our way, so I'm afraid we can't help you. But if you keep going west from here, you'll reach Wutuo's Shule City."

Utopia's Shule City? Where is that place? ! Ling was slightly stunned.

She pinched herself hard—that was not right!

Such a real pain made her even more certain that she was not having a nightmare. Which country had she arrived in? If traveling abroad is possible like this, all the people in the airline company would jump off the building collectively!

"What is this place?" she asked stupidly, her heart beating wildly. What on earth was that strange red light? Why did she fall from the Buddhist temple on Xiangshan Mountain into this uninhabited desert for no reason? And the strange clothes these people wear...

Everything seemed obvious - she, Ling Weiwei, had finally encountered the legendary...travelled through time!

Then...what about Xiaoxiao?

For a moment, her heart almost sank to the bottom.

A man and a woman gave each other an apologetic glance and turned around on their horses, but after only a few steps, the woman turned back.

Looking at this woman who was so cold that her face was pale and her whole body was shivering, Lei Sha couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her. How could she be dressed like this? Under the thin gauze skirt, her fair skin was revealed, which was rare among most Western women and was dazzlingly beautiful.

She resolutely took off her cloak and veil and handed them to Ling Weiwei.

"Please wear this cloak and veil. It's too windy and dusty here. You will need it before you reach Shule City!"

The cloak in the woman's hand was embroidered with delicate and complex totems. It was exquisitely crafted, with even the stitching and threading being done with great care. It was an extraordinary product at first glance.

Ling Weiwei widened her eyes in astonishment: "You...you want to give it to me"

"Don't hesitate to take it to keep warm!"

After hesitating for a while, Weiwei saw the sincerity and seriousness in her eyes, and finally reached out to take it with confidence.

Unkind

Holding the beautiful cloak lovingly, Ling Weiwei asked, "Excuse me, how long does it take to get to that Shule City from here?"

"Based on today's weather, it may take half a day." The man next to him looked up at the wind and said.

"What? Half a day?" Weiwei's feet suddenly went weak.

"I'll give you this horse as well. With the horse, you'll be there in just over two hours!"

"You even want to give me the horse." Ling Weiwei looked at the cloak and then at the white horse in front of him.

"Except for Miye Dun, everything else is redundant to me. I might as well give it to those in need." The woman smiled with her charming eyes.

Although the woman in front of him is tall and leaning against the man, she is as lovely as a little bird. They must be a loving couple!

"Leisha, let's go!" The man next to her urged, looking back nervously in the direction they came from.

"We have to go. May the God of Fire bless you!" The woman nodded to her sincerely, and then jumped onto her male companion Miedun's horse swiftly.

"Thank you!" Ling Weiwei pulled the horse and waved to her gratefully.

"Also," the woman suddenly turned around and said, "If anyone asks, don't tell anyone that you met me, please!"

He nodded slightly and solemnly. It is natural to be grateful for what one has received and to be grateful for what one has received.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone no matter who asks!" Weiwei agreed seriously.

Looking at the two people's gradually disappearing figures, he led the horse with a slight satisfaction, and finally smiled with relief.

This horse looks quite docile, and must be a well-trained horse. It is a blessing in disguise that she met a noble person when she was in trouble.

Fortunately, she had learned horse riding during previous training, so basic riding was no problem. She climbed onto the horse's back in a casual manner, put on a veil, and then pulled up the cloak to cover her face and body to avoid the wind and sand, then rode the horse to the west.

The road was long and the wind in the desert was still strong, but wearing the cloak given by the woman, he finally had an extra layer of protection.

After walking for several hours, I finally saw the silhouette of a city from the gray dust.

She couldn't help but cheer up, stretched out her hands to tighten the cloak to cover her face and body, and excitedly urged the horse to speed up.

Suddenly, thick smoke rose from the city ahead, and then rolling dust came in front of her with shouts and horse neighs. A group of expressionless men in black blocked her way. Looking at this group of people wearing long robes and covering their faces with cloth, they look like robbers. They definitely have bad intentions!

"What do you want to do? I don't have much money. You... maybe you found the wrong person—"

She was panicking but still managed to remain calm as she declared, but she still couldn't stop these masked men who gradually surrounded her without any explanation.

"You want money, right? Here's all for you!"

The girl took off all her jewelry and threw them on the ground, except for her most precious platinum necklace. If Xiaoxiao was here, she would definitely get into trouble again, right? She values money more than anything else. Although her boxing skills were not too weak, they were outnumbered and she didn't want to try.

Definitely makes you look good

What was strange was that when the robbers saw the jewelry on the ground, they didn't even glance at it. Instead, they stared at her from head to toe.

Judging from their expressions and gazes, which were all focused on the cloak on her, it must be related to it. Looking closely, the totems on their clothes seemed to be similar to the ones on her cloak, but also a little different...

"You misunderstood! I didn't steal the clothes, a girl did..." She gestured anxiously, and suddenly closed her mouth.

She promised the woman that she would not reveal her whereabouts.

Unfortunately, before she could explain further, these masked men rushed straight up to her. She could only grit her teeth and use all she had learned to fight with them.

Suddenly, the fist that was about to hit one of the gangsters in the face stopped, and after a moment's hesitation, she chose to withdraw her hand obediently.

Because the leader of the men in black held a sharp arrow in his hand, which was flashing dazzlingly in the sunlight and was pointing at her!

The sharp murderous look in the man's eyes made her realize that if she resisted again, he would pierce her with that arrow without hesitation!

She could feel that these people were definitely not ordinary robbers. From their interception methods to their fighting skills, they were all very professional. But she thought again and again, there was no way she could have gotten into trouble with such a group of people, unless...

"Grand Prince!" The leading man in black jumped off his horse and knelt on one knee.

She raised her clear eyes slightly and looked over. On the oncoming horseback, she saw a man in an emerald green robe with an emerald green ribbon inlaid with gold on his forehead.

Although the man's features could not be seen clearly due to the cloth covering his face, and only his masculine and deep features could be seen, but judging from his eagle-like sharp green eyes, he definitely had a handsome and youthful face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the man in black who was knocked to the ground by her. A hint of terror was revealed in his gloomy green pupils: "How many Xirong warriors did she injure?"

"My Lord, there are six of them." Before she could think clearly, the man in black beside her had already answered and asked, "My Lord, what should we do with..." Before she could finish her words, the horse under the green-eyed man had already arrived in front of her.

"Six people?" The man on the horse looked down at the embarrassed girl and said, "Uzaho, are you saying that such a delicate woman like Wutuo actually injured six warriors of my Xirong?!"

With a thud, all the men in black fell to their knees on the ground with pale faces, lowered their heads, and dared not say another word.

His eyes narrowed dangerously. "Woman, I'll give you one more chance. If you can defeat six more of my soldiers, I will spare your life!"

Ling Weiwei raised her chin and looked at him coldly.

“Haha…” He suddenly laughed, his eyes raised, and laughed wickedly: “But - if you lose, I will definitely make you pay!”

The girl raised her eyebrows and looked at the huge unknown army behind him, silent and thoughtful.

He smiled sarcastically: "Why don't you do it?"

Bloody Massacre

"Okay, you have more people, so can't I just admit defeat?" Ling Weiwei didn't say anything else. She kept walking forward. Her steps and demeanor seemed so calm.

The situation is unclear, and no matter how you explain it, resistance will only be a waste of time. Even if a person is facing death, when she knows that it is unavoidable, it is said that she will often inspire a heroic spirit of facing death with indifference.

The green-eyed man looked at her with a frown on his face: "This is a woman!" His disdainful expression was full of sarcasm and mockery. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and rode away.

Wuzahuo, the leading man in black, asked anxiously, "Prince, what should we do with Princess Wutuo? What should we do with the people in Shule City?"

"Kill the men! Kill the women, military prostitutes!" The voice was cold and emotionless. He rode his horse all the way, followed by a large group of black-clad soldiers.

Ling was stunned and looked at the city in front of him with difficulty, where flames were everywhere. The surrendering soldiers on the city wall fell down in rows. The horrifying screams that pierced the sky in the city continued one after another for a long time!

These people...what are they doing? !

The other men in black immediately stepped forward, tied her hands, put her on horseback, and galloped away to the south.

In her last glance, she saw the people in the city fleeing in panic, all the women were tied together like lambs, and all the men were lying straight on the ground, with blood mixed with their corpses!

They...these barbarians! They... are actually massacring the city!

This is the real war!

Oh my God, what kind of hell place had she traveled to? !

"I'm not from here - let me go -"

The whistling wind had already mercilessly blown away her weak cries. She could not have predicted what kind of disaster the kindness of the woman she met in the desert would bring her...

Beautiful dividing line

Ling Weiwei slowly raised her head and looked at the tall figure not far away. It all seemed like a dream to her. Her thoughts were in a mess. She really hoped that everything would return to normal after waking up. Unfortunately, over the past few days, she had gone from disappointment to despair.

There are so many coincidences in the world. She traveled through time in a very ridiculous way and happened to travel to this unknown fictional dynasty.

The Utuo they were talking about was just a small tribe next to the Xirong. Somehow they had offended the great prince of the Xirong, and the entire city was massacred! And she, who had the bad luck, was imprisoned as the princess of Utopia!

No one could prove that she was not a princess - no, it should be said that no one was willing to spend the effort to confirm whether she was Princess Uto.

Lan Xie seemed to have a great hatred towards Wu Tuo. To him, this woman with the identity of "princess" was just a tool for him to vent his hatred and anger. As for who was underneath this identity, he didn't seem to care. Even if she was innocent, the cold-blooded man would not care.

She was so depressed that she couldn't be more depressed. How could such a thing happen to her?

The sudden stop of the sound of horse hooves interrupted her thoughts, and the next second she found herself wrapped in a pair of strong arms. Before she could struggle, the kidnapper threw her body onto the horse without mercy, and then a strong male body pressed tightly behind her.

Here it comes again, here it comes again!

In the past few days, she has been traveling on horseback with this group of barbarians. Except for camping at night or letting the horses rest for a while during the day, they have been traveling in silence. They finally walked out of the vast desert and then came to the endless grassland. God knows, she really hates this kind of non-stop life!

She was so angry that she struggled violently, moving her body wildly and almost fell off the horse.

"Let me go, I don't want to leave anymore!" Weiwei's cheeks flushed with anger.

"You'd better save some energy, otherwise I don't know if you can make it to Silmi."

The man behind her tightened his arms in a warning tone, almost suffocating her.

She was acutely aware of his strong body pressed against her, his breath on her head, his bulging muscles hitting her soft body as the horse moved.

Another half day passed, and their journey still seemed to have no sign of ending.

Weiwei was angry and tired, and the horse's pace seemed to break all her bones.

They had been walking like this for three days, and her poor bottom had become so sore that it made her break out in cold sweats, but he didn't care about her discomfort at all and just kept urging the horse forward.

"Where are you taking me?"

He looked indifferent and said nothing.

"Why are you arresting me? I don't even know you!"

He remained indifferent, just glanced at her and continued riding.

"What are you going to do with me?"

"I told you I'm not some princess of Utopia. My name is Ling Weiwei, and I'm Han Chinese. Just from my appearance, I'm very different from you people from the Western Regions. Why can't you just listen to my explanation?"

“…”

Weiwei really couldn't help it, but she asked several questions in a row, and the man behind her just ignored her.

speechless.

anger.

She was going crazy and yelled, "Are you deaf?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, he glanced at her again, and then concentrated on driving the horse.

Damn, that's nothing! He not only refused to reason with her, but also treated her as invisible, shutting his mouth and sulking alone. He was simply an arrogant, domineering, and rude barbarian!

The endless journey continued, and the regular pace finally made my already tired eyes feel heavier and heavier──

Oh, forget it! No matter what happened in the future, his strong arms seemed to be safe and would not let her fall off the horse...

She actually gradually...got used to his embrace. After all, on such a cold night, the little warmth from the fire was far from enough.

Her body relaxed and she leaned back naturally...

The nightmare is not over yet

It snowed heavily on the day when I, Ling Weiwei, and my twin sister, Ling Xiaoxiao, were born, so my mother named us Weiwei and Xiaoxiao. And our life stories are as cold and shaky as the drifting snowflakes...

When we were young, we never knew who our father was. We only knew that he abandoned our mother who was more than eight months pregnant for money.

My mother’s helpless and confused eyes are the most vivid memories of our childhood. Occasionally, she would let out a shrill scream, breaking the silence of the night. The cry sounded like crying, complaining, resentment and anger, and it sounded creepy! But this is the only way she can communicate with us, because they all say that mom is crazy...

There was a emptiness in my mother's tired eyes, and her sad and desolate look was like a needle pricking us, making us restless and extremely afraid that she would leave us. This way of getting along is better than the days without a father or a mother...

In order to prevent others from bullying our mother, Xiaoxiao and I chose to work as cleaners for free at the Taekwondo gym next door and studied martial arts diligently since we were old enough to understand.

But mom, she left us in the end...

"Mom...please don't leave...Mom...Xiaoxiao...why do you want to leave me..." She whispered in a choked voice.

It was unknown how long it took before You Ran woke up. A woman with disheveled clothes came into view. Ling Weiwei looked around in astonishment.

Is this... a prison cell?

There were countless military tents set up in the endless wilderness around. Some of them looked like yurts, but not entirely.

However, they were treated like livestock, penned in wooden fences in the central open space surrounded by military tents, with a brazier burning high next to them, and flames leaping up like snakes.

It seems that the nightmare has not yet ended!

She sat there in a daze, and suddenly cold sweat broke out.

The accumulated resentment in her heart was stirred up again. God was so damn good to her. It wasn't enough that she had no father or mother, and it was ok for her to travel through time and space, but she also appeared in such a chaotic situation?

After a long while, she managed to calm down and tried her best to hide the horror in her eyes - yes, because of her good attitude as a hostage, those people did not search her body. She still had modern tools on her body, so she could try to open them and escape!

But... it is not difficult to get out of this circle, the difficult part is how to leave this military camp safely!

While thinking, the women looked at the soldiers in the camp with horror. The arrival of night meant that they could do whatever they wanted.

Sure enough, as soon as the military tents were set up, the soldiers gathered in groups of three or four around the enclosure, with excitement burning in their eyes. They surrounded the women and began pointing and talking, gazing at these lambs to be slaughtered with cruel and lustful eyes.

Women were dragged out one after another, and their screams of fear filled the night sky.

Their hands were tied behind their backs and tied tightly with ropes, but they were still struggling, with tears streaming down their faces and their cries were heartbreaking!

Weiwei suppressed the trembling in her palms, secretly straightened the ring on her hand, and slowly pulled it on the rope on her wrist.

Soon, a soldier's eyes turned to her.

He walked over step by step, and another soldier whispered something in his ear. The soldier stopped and thought, the excitement burning in his eyes becoming even more intense.

Send it to the king's bed

He hesitated again and again, but still stretched out his hand with a grim smile: "What are you afraid of? She is already in our hands now."

The moment he leaned over and grabbed Ling Weiwei's arm with his rough palm, he suddenly froze - a tiny but absolutely deadly long needle was already against his throbbing Adam's apple!

"Ah——" He let out a shrill scream, let go of Ling Weiwei, rolled on the ground in pain, blood flowing from his throat.

A tide of soldiers rushed over and soon surrounded her.

"Kill her!"

The soldiers raised their swords and the loud voices echoed through the night sky.

"Kill her! Kill her!"

The noise became more and more deafening, and the barracks were in chaos.

The girl, with bloodstains on her snow-white collar, stood facing the wind with a grim expression, not showing any fear at all. Only the fists clenched in her sleeves revealed how nervous she actually was!

These beasts! They... didn't even consider these women as human beings...

This is a dark age where power rules the roost. To them, so-called human rights and the rule of law are ridiculous nonsense.

The barbarity here has exceeded all her imagination, and she... doesn't know why she is here, nor does she know when she can go back. She can only choose to resist - perhaps... death is waiting for her, but she has no other choice!

"The prince has arrived—"

The soldiers suddenly stopped shouting and knelt respectfully on both sides.

The green ball walked towards her as the crowd separated. The flames in the brazier leapt high, and the equally green eyes were deep and narrow.

He opened his thin lips and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You again?"

The ring on the palm of my hand was freezing cold.

However, his emerald eyes were cold and piercing: "Kill my Xirong soldiers?"

Silence, only silence! Her eyes stared at him blankly, as if she wanted to stare a hole through him.

But in my heart there was a deep fear.

As his heart was beating hard, his voice came lazily: "Send this woman to my bedchamber."

Weiwei straightened her back, raised her head and stared at him, motionless.

Under the silver sable hat, a pair of sharp and sinister green eyes were embedded in an extraordinarily handsome face. The facial features were completely different from those of the Han people, and revealed a hint of feminine evil.

It is undeniable that the men in the Western Regions are all very tall, and even their facial features are like sculptures, very handsome!

If... if she hadn't met him under such circumstances, if she hadn't witnessed his cruelty with her own eyes, if she hadn't been possessed by that figure who had already occupied her heart... perhaps, she would also have been bewitched by such a face.

There seemed to be a smile on his lips: "Woman, do you want me to take action here?"

She remained motionless, her eyes shooting at him like arrows, wishing she could eat him alive.

His emerald green eyes suddenly turned cold and he slowly walked towards him at a torturous pace.

My heart was beating fast and my palms were covered with cold sweat, but the pride in my bones would not allow me to be afraid.

He suddenly drew out the broadsword carried by the soldiers, stood in front of her, and pulled her clothes with the sharp tip of the knife.

The soldiers' loud shouts almost broke my eardrums.

"The prince is mighty! The prince is mighty!"

The gazes of all the men on the field were like flying knives, shooting into her body and peeling her off layer by layer.

The buttons of her clothes were unbuttoned one by one, but Lan Xie just stared at her expressionlessly.

You are not qualified yet

The shouting stopped.

Everyone held their breath.

She glared at him slightly, gritted her teeth, and grasped the tip of the knife with trembling fingers.

Hold on tight and don't let go.

The palm of his hand was cut by the tip of the knife, and blood oozed out in lines.

His brows furrowed again.

She stared at him with gritted teeth, her eyes almost spitting fire.

Patience is the most painful poison in the world. It will make you unable to live or die!

He loosened his grip on the knife and lightly held the tip of the knife in his palm. The blade cut into the flesh, causing severe pain, but she still did not let go.

"Interesting woman." The man gave her an unfathomable look, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

With a "bang", the big knife fell to the ground.

She raised her head slightly and glared at him hatefully.

His thin lips pursed lightly, revealing a faint smile: "Since you are so anxious to get me, then..." He looked into her bright eyes and said slowly, word by word: "I will grant you your wish."

Before he could finish his words, Ling Weiwei had already jumped up quickly, and the sharp blade in her hand flashed a dazzling silver light and pounced towards him! He is the leader of this army. If we want to escape, we must capture him by surprise!

"Prince, be careful!"

In a flash, the two soldiers behind him suddenly stepped in front of him, and the knives in their hands easily blocked her lightning-fast attack and protected him!

He smiled, his smile full of bloodthirsty murderous intent: "Want to duel with me?"

"Unfortunately, you are not qualified!" With a look of disdain on his face, he turned and walked towards the big tent.

Weiwei was so angry that she glared.

His voice came lazily: "Bring this woman to the king's tent."

The soldiers approached cautiously, trying to tie her up with a rope, but the lazy voice came again: "No need to tie her up..."

As expected, the soldiers did not tie her up again, but made way for her in the middle. After a slight hesitation, they numbly walked along the narrow path until they reached the outside of the luxurious tent which was heavily guarded by soldiers.

The tent was painted with colorful gold, and the felt carpets and utensils were all gorgeous. The innermost part was covered with a pile of thick fur, which should be the so-called bed. Its furnishings were as luxurious as those in the mansions of the rich and powerful in TV and movies.

"Come in." It was the devil's lazy voice again.

She walked in hesitantly.

There was no one in the tent except the devil sitting behind the low table next to the bed!

As she looked around, the green-eyed man glanced at her coldly, then calmly picked up the wine bowl and drank, not taking her seriously at all.

Weiwei had gotten used to his unreasonable attitude. She stood there in silence for a moment, not saying anything more. She sat down in the seat opposite him in a daze.

The man squinted his eyes and looked at her, as if he found her amused. She had just turned pale with shock, but now her calmness really bothered him.

His evil green eyes narrowed sarcastically, and he suddenly took off his sweaty shirt in front of her, exposing his muscular chest.

There was no expected panic and shyness. Instead, the pair of large, clear, black eyes continued to look at him calmly, without even a trace of emotion in them.

"You obviously already know that I'm not Princess Uto, why don't you let me go?"

It must be said that this woman succeeded in irritating him.

Captives are the property of their masters.

"No matter who you are, you are just my slave. Now what you have to do and think about is how to serve me and satisfy me!" Lan Xie clenched her small chin, a cruel and twisted smile appearing on his lips.

"No!" The viciousness and violence in his tone made her eyes burn with anger: "I'm not even from here!"

Anger twisted his handsome face and he roughly grabbed her hand. The next second she found herself falling into his rock-hard arms. Her hands were clamped behind her back by his big hands. Her naked skin burned her like a furnace. She struggled slightly in annoyance.

"Shh… don't move…" he said hoarsely, stopping her struggle effortlessly.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, his emerald green eyes fixed on her without a moment's movement, admiring her rosy cheeks. His beautiful large eyes glared at him, burning with fire, like a small animal sharpening its hooves to pounce, as if it could really bite him back. A burst of burning desire suddenly penetrated him.

He was very satisfied that the mask of calmness had disappeared. He liked her now, with her proud and unruly eyes...

"In this land, captives are the master's property. You must obey me completely and you are not allowed to resist again. Do you hear me?..." His rough voice sounded in her ears, and his domineering tongue did not give her any room for thinking, and went straight in to suck the honey in her mouth.

They were busy traveling these past few nights, sleeping outdoors. The nights in Xirong were very cold. Although he held her petite and soft body to sleep every night without hesitation, and she curled up in his strong arms like a kitten, he never touched her. God knows, his body was already aching with desire.

The humiliation made her cheeks flush with anger. She struggled to escape his shackles, but could not move him at all. Her squirming aroused his strong desire. Her soft breasts rubbed against his chest, causing him to press his desire firmly against her.

Damn it!

"Let me go!" She growled through gritted teeth when he finally let go of her lips.

"This kiss is not enough to make up for my losses over the past few days." His eyes were still full of savage desire as he stared at her stubborn face while she gasped for breath, his breath hot and scorching.

Ling Weiwei, with her hands restrained behind her back, pursed her lips and stared fiercely at his unbridled and lewd smile that was still lingering.

He bit her earlobe domineeringly, then continued to explore the tender white neck he had longed for. His other hand unhesitatingly explored every inch of her charming curves under her clothes, and reached into her collar, anxiously looking for her plump breasts...

She couldn't bear it any longer, so she bent her legs and pushed hard into his abdomen, successfully causing him to let go due to the pain!

The man snorted angrily and glared at her angrily. Weiwei glared back at him without fear.

"You ungrateful woman, I have to teach you a lesson." His lips were twisted, and the cruelty in his tone made him frown slightly.

"I wouldn't have hurt you if you hadn't violated me first," she protested coldly, without showing any sign of weakness.

It is impossible to say that I am not afraid at all. After all, this is his place, and no matter how good my kung fu is, I can't escape unscathed.

Give you a chance to commit suicide

"You are my prisoner, so you can only listen to me." His eyes were full of arrogance and arrogance.

"That's the theory of you barbarians. I will not abide by such brutal rules!" She looked at him resentfully, and the tip of the ring that she had hidden in her sleeve suddenly pressed against her throat.

The man's eyes were cold and arrogant, his rugged handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, which made Wei Wei subconsciously alert.

The anger in the pair of green eyes in front of him flashed away, and then a hint of sarcasm emerged - he was actually laughing!

"Want to commit suicide?" The smile was so charming that it made her dizzy, but it was colder than the light slanting down from the top of the tent. The bone-chilling chill penetrated into her heart and froze her heart.

He was indeed a handsome and attractive man, but at this moment he felt more dangerous to her than a wild beast out of control.

No...he is not a human at all...he is a devil!

His smile faded, and he suddenly said in a cold voice: "Okay, come here, I will give you a chance to commit suicide!"

He turned around and took Weiwei back to the center of the livestock-like fence, staring at her with interest.

His soldiers gathered around him, raised their swords and shouted, "Prince!"

The evil man slowly raised his lips and said to the woman in the fence: "Those who want to commit suicide, stand up, those who don't want to commit suicide, kneel down!"

As soon as the words fell, all the women knelt down without hesitation.

Even if it is the most humble life, one still wants to survive!

The green-eyed man glanced at Ling Weiwei lazily, with a look of disdain on his face, and said to the woman in the fence: "If you want to be my Xirong warrior's slave girl, take off all your clothes!"

The women looked at each other, hesitated for only a moment, and then all of them took off their clothes slowly with trembling hands!

Ling Weiwei closed her eyes with a pale face, unable to bear to watch any longer.

To live, in such a dark world, their only wish is to live!

The green-eyed man smiled, and pointed his slender finger at her: "So you—" He snorted: "Do you still think that committing suicide is an easy thing?"

There was a roar of laughter all around, and the soldiers shouted: "The prince is mighty! The prince is mighty!"

The man continued to laugh, "Woman, I have already given you the chance to commit suicide. From now on, you no longer have the right to do so." He suddenly turned around and pointed at her, his eyes sinister, "Tonight, I will make you completely mine. There is no woman that I, Xirong, cannot conquer!"

"The prince is mighty! The prince is mighty!"

As he called out, his eyes held a determination that would not be refused. Ling pursed her lips slightly and stared at him, a chill running down her body.

How would he torture her?

Weiwei didn't dare to think about it too much. The fear that had been accumulating since she was kidnapped filled her heart in an instant.

"Mute slave, clean her up." His deep voice was always reserved with words.

A pretty girl with her head lowered came over and knelt on the ground.

Weiwei watched his tall figure leave, and the uneasiness in her heart could not be dispelled for a long time...

You have to be my woman

Oh my God, she was going crazy trapped in this gorgeous but sturdy cage!

Ling Weiwei paced in the tent in extreme annoyance all day long, and the heavy feeling of powerlessness almost suffocated her.

It seems that this is not the Sirmi they mentioned, but just a small tribe on the grassland. The place is not very big, with more than 20 tents of different sizes, and it is estimated that there are only about a hundred people at most.

Her heart sank gradually - how far was this place from Xiaoxiao?

She didn't even know where she was...

She wanted to try to escape, but the close surveillance outside the tent frustrated her. Deep down in her heart, she knew that even if she escaped from the tent, there was a vast grassland outside and she had no idea where to go. Without any tools, she would never be able to survive alone on the grassland for more than two days. She sighed secretly - she, who had always been calm, felt helpless and desperate at this moment. She had to admit in frustration that her chances of escape were really slim.

As night fell, the prairie was quiet and cold. She sat alone in the large tent, staring at the entrance with a little fear. The slightest movement was enough to make her jump with fear.

Since the man rudely threw her into the tent in the morning, he never came back, and she has not seen anyone except the mute slave who brought her food.

She bit her lower lip and twisted her hands nervously. The torturous wait almost made her want to scream.

She clearly felt that this was also a way for him to torture her, using the fear of the unknown to destroy her strength and disintegrate her will. Disaster is not terrible. What is terrible is that disaster can be predicted, but we don't know when it will come and how it will come.

The tent was suddenly opened.

She was startled and stared at him with wide eyes in fear.

The tall and strong figure of the green-eyed man stood at the entrance like a god. His evil and cold smile made her desperately suppress the uneasiness deep in her heart...

He walked towards her with graceful steps, his deep green eyes as cold as a wolf's, seeming to laugh at her pretended calmness.

Weiwei subconsciously took a step back, trying to resist the huge threat he posed to her.

"What...what do you want to do?" She asked a stupid question in a shrill voice, even despising herself, and her uneasiness reached its peak as he approached.

The man slightly frowned his handsome thick eyebrows and domineeringly grabbed her body as she tried to escape.

She hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop him, but he only pulled lightly and half of her clothes were torn off, revealing half of her snow-white and pink shoulder!

"I thought I made it clear this morning that you were going to be my woman tonight."

The look he gave her was as if he saw her as his prey, and his firm expression did not allow her to object.

Her face flushed slightly and she reflexively blocked his long arm with her backhand. His intention was so obvious that it completely destroyed her composure.

The man raised his thick eyebrows in surprise, and stretched out his right hand again, handing her a dagger with a cold gleam: "If you can step out of this tent within one stick of incense, I will let you go!"

Military prostitutes are not suitable for you

What?

She was stunned for a moment, and took the dagger in disbelief, but the smile in his eyes became more and more intense.

Weird!

But I can’t care about that anymore!

If she had the chance to fight him alone, she wouldn't have to worry about the guards outside the tent. This was her only chance, so of course she couldn't let it go.

He gritted his teeth slightly, exerted all his potential and physical strength to the extreme, and tried his best to attack him with the dagger in his hand.

The tent, which originally looked very spacious, became a little small during the fight between the two men.

The man was much better than her in both martial arts and internal strength, but she had a knife in her hand, and her moves were strange, so she didn't fight him head-on, and it seemed difficult for him to succeed easily for a while.

But, a woman's endurance is limited after all. After a long time of unsuccessful attacks, her breathing became increasingly disordered. She felt more and more powerless, and even felt that this man was just playing a trick on her, otherwise she would have been able to escape long ago.

"The time is up, do you have any more tricks up your sleeve?" He stared at her coldly with his green eyes. He pinched Weiwei's wrist hard in mid-air, and with a "bang", the dagger fell to the ground.

She gritted her teeth and kicked out desperately with both feet.

The man calmly dodged by turning his head, and then punched her in the abdomen.

Weiwei's eyes suddenly turned black with pain, and she fell to the ground exhausted, gasping for breath while trembling all over.

The man suddenly chuckled.

Ling Weiwei stared at him in confusion. During the past few days they spent together, she found that he was definitely not a person who liked to laugh.

"You're quite skilled." He leaned over and rubbed her chin teasingly, praising her with a hint of mockery and contempt in his eyes.

The moves are novel and the fighting style is very clever, but unfortunately, how can such superficial Kung Fu withstand his profound internal strength?

"Military prostitutes are really not suitable for you..." He smiled at her evilly and whispered softly in her ear.

Ling Weiwei couldn't help but turn pale. His strong body pressed against her and his rough and unique breath made her feel flustered, but now she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

The green-eyed man pulled her up effortlessly and threw her onto the pile of gorgeous tiger skin on the ground with an expressionless face.

pain!

But she no longer had the strength to struggle. She snorted and squinted her eyes as she watched the devil approaching step by step.

His fiery green eyes slowly scanned her curvaceous body, stopping at her towering, alluring breasts.

She... was indeed completely different from those bold and generous women from outside the Great Wall that he had met before.

He knew that apart from her striking red hair, she was a typical Central Plains woman, so her features were round, her facial features were small and delicate, and even her body was particularly petite. However, this seemingly delicate body was actually well-proportioned. Perhaps because of her martial arts training, her muscles also contained flexible and strong strength. Her dark eyes twinkled like stars in the night sky, intelligent and bright - yes, he knew that these eyes filled with anger and stubbornness were the reason why he fell in love with her.

A warm current surged through his body from bottom to top. He did not wait for the next moment. He placed his big hands intimately on her lapels and with a sudden force, he pulled open her coat, revealing the pink bra she had worn in modern times. It just covered her erect breasts, which were vaguely visible, making this fair body even more seductive, charming and beautiful.

Her skin was as smooth as silk... The pleasure brought by the soft touch spread throughout his body, igniting the fire in his body even more!

Opportunities between beds

"Do all women in the Central Plains wear this kind of clothes?" His sharp green eyes narrowed, and he stroked her round curves along the lines of the underwear with fascination.

He had never seen such underwear before. At first glance, he felt hesitant and reached out to tear off the last bit of cover without thinking.

The taut string in Ling Weiwei's heart suddenly broke, and a feeling of shame and despair emerged!

She was suddenly frightened, her whole body tensed up, and she gathered all her strength and grabbed him fiercely with her fingers. Her long nails successfully drew a bloody mark on his neck.

"This shrewish trick is not like you." He smirked and curled his lips into a slight smirk, but his cold green eyes exuded a cruelty that shocked her.

"You..." Ling raised her eyes hastily, with hatred and fear flashing in her eyes, but he leaned over and grabbed her lips.

"Hmm..." No matter how she shook her head or swayed her body, she could not break free from the two hot lips he occupied, and her breathing was gradually controlled by him. In the end, she could only succumb to obedience, even greedily sucking in the oxygen she craved for. But when even this craving could not satisfy her, she suddenly felt dizzy, and then large amounts of air were fed directly into her oxygen-deprived lungs, and she was able to breathe.

"Do you like being punished like this?" He lifted her chin, satisfied with the swollen lips that he had ravaged. His deep eyes easily saw through the fragility beneath her calm appearance, and he was happy to shatter her protective shell with his own hands!

"You...you beast! One day you will die in my hands!" Ling Weiwei bit her lower lip tightly, avoiding his scorching gaze, and struggled desperately to get up and escape.

He raised the corners of his mouth in a sinister manner, chuckled, and coldly played with the soft black hair in his hands. His sinister and deep green eyes were filled with coldness and sarcasm, and he suddenly pulled it off with force.

"Little girl, you have plenty of opportunities to attack me in bed, as long as you... grasp them well." The man slightly outlined an evil and loving look, then leaned down and gently licked the bright red remaining on her lips.

When he saw a slight change in her expression, he withdrew his hand with a little satisfaction.

Then, he took off his clothes without hesitation and stood naked in front of her.

Finally, he forcefully tore off the veil of temptation, bent down and began to kiss her skin passionately, leaving marks of varying depths wherever he touched. He lingered on her chest, sucking and biting with his wet and hot lips and tongue, domineeringly without any mercy.

Ling Weiwei completely collapsed. She struggled and screamed at him angrily: "Devil! I will never let you go even if I die!"

"That's good, because—me too."

The man licked and kissed her bitten lower lip evilly, and smiled coldly.

There was a cold, cruel and sinister light flashing in Mo Mei's eyes. He gave a low, cold and creepy sneer, then suddenly took the sharp dagger and placed it beside the bed.

The cold knife light pierced into Ling Weiwei's eyes, reflecting her pale little face. She glanced at him with a little confusion.

"Could it be that you want to use your soft and boneless body to kill me?" The man showed a mocking expression, admiring her snow-white face that was red and white: "I only give you this chance, on the bed..."

Begging for mercy is useless to the devil

Suddenly, the residual light that was spilling in became dim. She immediately realized what was about to happen. Her hands unconsciously grabbed the quilt underneath and twisted it tightly. Her heart was beating violently. She tried to force herself to calm down, and then successfully took the dagger beside her, and then fiercely... fiercely...

Her tearful pupils suddenly opened wide, and he rushed into her without warning...

She bit her lip tightly, unwilling to utter a single note. Begging for mercy is useless to the devil, she still has this last hold.

The man raised his body slightly, raised the corner of his lips, and thrust hard again. Her little face twisted, she bit her lip, and blood flowed down her neck. A clear wound was cut into my heart, and blood began to seep out...

That reasonable and expected obstacle was like a powerful electric current that pierced his heart from under his body, filling his entire heart with an indescribable sense of satisfaction and great pleasure.

The smug smile instantly brightened his handsome face, and his dark green pupils were filled with a layer of blurred desire.

A tingling and numb feeling came over her, and her body began to tremble and her breathing became rapid.

But - before she could recover... the stormy rhythm and impact - brought even more intense pain! He penetrated her at a rapid pace, so eagerly, so passionately, so desperately, as if he wanted to take her life.

She twisted her body desperately, but in his opinion this struggle was just begging for more, so his hands and lips moved all the way down, savoring this delicate, petite, yet soft and tender body.

Ling Weiwei tried to suppress the gasps or even screams that were about to come out several times, so she had to shake her head continuously to reduce the burning sensation caused by the collision of the two bodies.

She wanted to scream and be free, but he didn't let her go. Instead, he pushed deeper and faster. She felt like she was gradually falling into this bottomless tide of desire.

Oh, right, knife... knife...

Although Ling Weiwei's face was covered with sweat and her eyes were blurred by mist, she didn't care about that anymore. She could kill this cruel man with just a stretch of her hand.

However, she was now unable to perform even such a simple movement, because her body was tightly clamped by someone and was shaking violently without interruption!

The momentary loss, coupled with boundless despair, made her breathe heavily in confusion.

"Tsk! Do you want... me to help you get it?" The man suddenly stopped moving, panting heavily and sneered at her.

She didn't even have the strength to speak, and could only take advantage of this opportunity to gasp for breath.

“If you don’t answer, don’t say later that I didn’t help you.” The next moment, he thrust his waist forward again, penetrating deeply into her tense body.

"Ah!" Ling Weiwei didn't expect it to be so strong. She groaned for a moment, then hurriedly bit her lower lip in panic to prevent this mistake from happening again.

The man who had been looking down at her, when he saw her biting her lips, half-narrowed his green eyes, gloomily locked his eyes with her bloody red lips, and suddenly increased the force of his thrusts.

The gradually hot sensory stimulation made her cry uncontrollably, and her tears flowed more and more, but she still held on to her last line of defense.

"Let me see... how long you can last..."

As soon as the thick and hoarse teasing sound ended, a burst of soft gasps finally shook out from Ling Weiwei's mouth. She could no longer hold on and could only shake her head frantically, stop, stop... Don't -

A Feast for the Beast

"I beg you... please! Stop... now..." Ling Weiwei's whole body was convulsing and she couldn't help shouting.

However, a pleased smile appeared on his lips, and he pressed her body tightly, hitting her deeper!

And this is just, just the beginning!

"Remember, you are my, Lan Xie's woman." He swore domineeringly, his voice hoarse and low, whispering in her ear like a lover.

His big hand clamped her chin tightly, not giving her any chance to escape, and he kissed her tightly bitten lips fiercely. With a little force, he attacked her small mouth. The fishy and salty blood mixed with his and her saliva. His domineering tongue hit her small tongue hard. The powerful suction and pressure seemed to crush her every time.

That night was long...

The beast's feast is not over yet.

The heavy and lingering impact continued. The strong naked body did not show any sign of fatigue. The slanting candlelight revealed the sturdy figure that became increasingly ferocious and ruthless in her eyes. He was as solid as a rock and could not be shaken at all. No matter how she beat or pushed him, he still continued to follow his own trajectory.

Ling Weiwei no longer knew how many times she had fainted and woken up.

Every time he suddenly regained consciousness, he was immediately tormented by the severe pain and sharp pleasure and wanted to faint again. When he woke up, he was still doing it, with no thoughts in his mind at all.

Passed out, doing it... Wake up, continue...

She thought about just fainting...but every time he had the power to make her unable to escape, and she could only watch him plunder her desperately.

I want to die so much. If I die, the pain won’t be so severe!

She cried and fell into numbness, struggled and gave up...

In her hazy consciousness, the short blade beside the bed still shone with a faint light. It seemed so close that she could touch it with just a stretch of her hand, but it also seemed so far away that no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't grasp it, just like her originally peaceful life...

The painful dividing line of Ou Su

The mute slave held a tray of water in his hand, hesitantly lifted the curtain and walked in, until her eyes locked on the woolen felt spread on the ground, then she opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Ling Weiwei was lying naked on a fur blanket, with only half a blanket covering her body to hide her important parts. Her legs and even her half-naked breasts were exposed to the cold air. She was wearing the clothes she had worn yesterday. Her white dress was stained with blood and became spotted. Her chest was covered with red and purple kiss marks, and her shoulders, arms, and waist were everywhere, almost covering every inch of her skin.

She seemed to be asleep... or unconscious. The mess on her body was enough to make one imagine the scene of springtime beauty that lasted until dawn. Fortunately, her chest was slightly rising and falling, and there was no doubt that she was alive.

The mute slave was stunned for a long while, and did not dare to wake her up. He placed the basin beside him, took the cloth in his hand, wrung out the water, lifted the blanket covering her body, and carefully wiped the tears from her face, then slowly moved down to wipe her neck and shoulders...

"go out."

The cold male voice seeped into her ears, and she finally reacted.

It hurts... it hurts so much...

The first thought that flashed into her mind stimulated the rest of her thinking nerves.

Don't even think about death

Last night, he tortured her for who knows how long...

In addition to the pain in her lower body, the muscles all over her body were also sore, her fingertips were weak, and her body was cold... She reluctantly, painfully, hazily, and slowly opened her eyes.

It's him!

Her eyes slowly opened, red and swollen, dry without a trace of light, and it was him who was staring at her, looking down at her like a god. His body was covered with red and purple marks, and the newly condensed blood beads, like fragile dewdrops on the tips of leaves, meandered through the criss-crossing wounds.

Lan Xie slowly took off his coat. Before he put out the remaining fire in the middle of the room, he saw that she had slowly woken up. A smug smile appeared on his lips and he moved closer to her.

Weiwei suddenly felt a chill in her heart, her whole body trembled, and she immediately became nervous.

When she wanted to get up, she found that... her hands had been tied tightly, and her mouth was blocked by something... She opened her eyes wide in panic, twisted and tried to retreat, but he easily held her down with one hand.

Lan Xie carefully admired the changing look in her eyes, and slowly stroked his hand down her smooth neck, touching the blanket that covered her body, and lifted it up without hesitation.

Her body was no longer covered, and she felt chilled to the bone. She was filled with shame and anger. She whimpered and shook her head vigorously, with mist in her eyes!

She doesn't want it, she doesn't want it! All her strength had been shattered. If she had to endure that kind of humiliation again, she would rather die...

He seemed to be able to read her thoughts, and he gently untied the rope on her hands, and his low voice quietly flowed through the air -

"You...are already my bed slave. Before I get tired of you, you'd better not even think about dying."

He smiled complacently, his lips curled up into a slight smile, his eyes swept over the various marks he left on her body with satisfaction, and then fell on the bloodstains beneath her body, his smile growing deeper.

"Spread your legs." He grabbed one of her tender white ankles wickedly.

"You...no..." Ling Weiwei struggled hard to twist the foot that he had clamped, and the other foot also struggled desperately, but this insignificant strength seemed so ridiculous to Lan Xie.

"Are you trying to compete with me in patience?" His fingers were already covered with ointment as he approached her private area. Where on her fair and smooth body had he not tasted?

It was no use crying out loud, as his powerful knees spread her stiff thighs apart, and his rough, big hands had already reached between her legs, fiddling with them wantonly.

"Ah!" She screamed, her body arched into a stiff curve, and her elbows used the last bit of strength to resist his chest as strong as steel...

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of the shining dagger.

Lan Xie laughed wickedly at her trembling little hand that was about to touch the short blade. Just as she was about to take it away, there was a flash of light in front of his eyes, and the knife was already firmly placed on her slender neck, as if she would be cut by the blade as soon as she swallowed.

"Silly girl, didn't we agree that you can only play when we are together?" Lan Xiexie scratched her snow-white neck with the blade of the knife. "If you really want to play, I'll accompany you to the end."

After saying this, he put the knife back to its place and turned around to hold her down.

The edge of sinking

His eyes were fixed on her without leaving her, and seeing her eyes flashing with hatred and her angry whimpers from the depths of her throat, he felt an inexplicable pleasure spreading through his body.

He had seen too many women who appeared to be as docile as lambs, but their bodies were far from being as soft as jade as hers, and their efforts to please him were all motivated by some other purpose. He also saw many captured tribal women, some of whom were trembling and crying for mercy, some of whom were silently submitting and enduring. There were also a few who dared to act like chaste women in front of him, but in fact they were all vulnerable and easily surrendered after one night.

But she is indeed different.

Even after such torture, with wounds all over his body and his hands and feet tied, those clear eyes with blazing flames did not show any real fragility.

When his eyes met hers, the desire in his heart was ignited again by her, burning. He felt a dry taste in his throat and swallowed something that didn't exist.

He was tired of ordinary games. What he wanted was a woman who was particularly difficult to tame, so that he could play a game of cat and mouse with her.

Ling Weiwei clearly saw the familiar beastly light in his eyes. She felt resentment and shame. She stiffly tried to turn her back to avoid his dangerous and evil eyes. However, it was useless. He completely ignored her resistance. His emerald eyes were as cold as ice that had not melted for thousands of years. The smile on his lips was without a trace of pity. He slowly took off his clothes and approached her...

The painful dividing line of Ou Su

The mute slave came into the tent every day to wipe Ling Weiwei's body, take care of her, and clean her whole body.

During these few days, apart from giving her some water in the morning, the prince did not order her to be fed. I don't know if it was because he was afraid that she would bite her tongue to commit suicide if the cloth in her mouth was pulled out, or because he wanted to starve her out of her spirit and leave her to death.

This stubborn woman, has she not given in yet?

The mute slave saw that although the number of circles on Ling Weiwei's hands and feet were getting smaller and smaller, the bruises were getting more and more frequent. He knew that she had never given up struggling, but... every time he saw her, he felt that she was weaker than the last time.

She sighed, secretly frightened. Although she knew that this cold-blooded prince of Xirong was always unkind to slaves, he had never been so obsessed with any woman, and he was actually obsessed with a foreign woman of unknown origin...

In the first two days, Weiwei would open her eyes and look at the mute slave, but later she fell into a deep sleep and never woke up again.

All her strength was consumed in the fight with him every night, even... she was just holding on with all her might, not allowing herself to lose self-control and respond to his tempting provocations, even though her body had actually lost the ability to resist long ago.

However... he was too strong and too fierce for her. Not only could her body not bear it, but she could be torn into pieces by him accidentally at any time. Even her spirit was tortured to the point of collapse.

She knew that she was not only conquered, but was even on the verge of sinking...

His tricks became more and more frequent, sometimes he was as violent as a wild horse, and sometimes he was as gentle as tiny raindrops... He might enter her directly without any foreplay, igniting the pain that made her spasm all over, and sometimes he would suck every inch of her skin gently and teasingly, igniting balls of fire wherever he touched, and slowly tempting her into an endless space of passion.

The instinctive pleasure of her body advanced like waves, wearing away her already fragile willpower and devouring her remaining sanity!

She could clearly hear herself panting and moaning every night - sometimes she sobbed softly like crying, and sometimes she screamed with all her might...

Although she was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to kill herself, she could not resist this most primitive instinct. In the dim light, she seemed to see herself falling on the edge of a collapsed cliff and crying helplessly. She also seemed to run across the long river of desire in confusion, and was pierced through the heart by an arrow of despair, reaching a paradise without truth...

On the fifth day, when the mute slave came in to wipe her body, he found that her hands and feet were no longer tied, and there was no cloth stuffed in her mouth. There were countless bloody red and purple scars on the places where she had been tied up. As soon as the cloth in the mute slave's hand touched those wounds, a faint moan came from her throat.

Even if she is left like this, she will no longer have the strength to escape - the mute slave lifted her limp hands and feet and wiped them, thinking silently.

Indeed, she had been hungry for several days, and coupled with the torture she had suffered for several days, her consciousness had long been hazy. Even if she still remembered the pain, she was only in a semi-conscious state. She struggled a few times before falling into a deep coma again.

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