004 dual personality

On the west side of the forest, wearing a red and white floral skirt, with her hands behind her back, leaning slightly against the tree trunk, her delicate body tilted slightly, outlining a beautiful curve of the girl with a faint sweet smile on the corners of her mouth. Under the bright moonlight, there is a gentle light in the beautiful big eyes like two black pearls.

"Sister Tong, why are you here?"

Xiaotong said with concern, "Aren't you put in the dungeon? I haven't seen you for a long time. My sister can't rest assured. I went to your place and didn't find you. I knew you must be here. Those people didn't embarrass you, are you all right?

Mo Jian's heart rose: "It's okay!"

The two left the woods, and the little pupil halfway quietly took Mo Jian's hand.

"Sister Xiaotong, it's not good for you to be seen!"

"Huh...what's wrong with it!" The girl spit out her tongue mischievously: "Those people have seen too much, let them say it! My sister doesn't care, and she's not afraid!"

After walking for a few minutes, four teenagers walked quickly in a row and stopped them. The leader is Zhou Jing, the grandson of the elder and Zhou Zhao's younger brother. Over the years, the whole tribe has counted these two brothers, and Mo Jian is the most vicious.

"Xiaotong, you are so beautiful, how can you like this stupid pig! Damn flowers are inserted on cow dung!"

"They are all wild children without parents, and they will naturally hook up together!"

"No! It's not 12 o'clock yet. Why don't you practice archery? Oh... I understand that this dog man and woman are going to do those lewd things. They started six years ago..."

There was a trace of annoyance in the little pupil's eyes, but he still held Mo Jian's hand. Not only did he not relax, but he held it tighter.

Mo Jian, who has been extremely calm in these sarcasm for many years, suddenly pulled Xiaotong, and even his eyes turned a little red under his anger.

I can insult, but I am never allowed to insult Xiaotong!

"One person slaps himself ten times in the face, don't force me to do it myself!" Mo Jian gritted his teeth and said coldly.

Xiaotong quickly pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Mo Jian, forget it, don't offend them!"

Mo Jian shook his head resolutely, and his tone was colder: "Do you smoke or not!"

After six years of hard practice, there has finally been a significant improvement today.

A few guys who are still minors and have not yet practiced soul skills can beat them into pigs without a black horn bow!

This time, Mo Jian will not be patient anymore!

Zhou Jing laughed and said, "Don't work hard. What's the matter, do you still want to hit me?"

His eyes fell on Xiaotong's already spectacular chest, flashing a color of greed. Naturally, he knew the reason for the black arrow in the soul-testing ceremony. Today's interception of Mo Jian was at the behest of his brother.

Don't work hard to get out of the Changhe tribe. Hurry up and take the last opportunity to pick him up a few times.

"Come and fight... Come and fight..."

"Bang!"

A heavy straight fist hit Zhou Jing's nose firmly, and his nose was bleeding.

Zhou Jing screamed and was shocked. When this punch came, he obviously avoided it. Why... More than a month ago, he beat Mo Jian once. That time, this guy had no resistance at all.

Mo Jian took a step forward, grabbed Zhou Jing's collar, and picked up the hateful thing that was half a head taller than himself like a chicken. Without saying a word, it was a scratch, which was extremely crisp and loud in the night.

In the moonlight, you can clearly see Zhou Jing's cheeks swelling quickly, and saliva spit out of his mouth with blood. Mo Jian threw him to the ground fiercely, made a muffled sound, kicked him on his stomach, and said viciously, "Try again!"

Zhou Jing's upper and lower lips have been beaten into two fat sausages, crying and scolding, and said with difficulty: "Shout...calling people..."

The remaining three woke up and immediately screamed, "Don't dare to beat people! Don't beat people hard..."

Mo Jian was even more angry, like an enraged lion. He rushed up fiercely, grabbed a man's back collar, and hit him with heavy raindrops, and then he scraped his ears fiercely and twitched his mouth. After three or five efforts, the remaining three people, like Zhou Jing, lay on the ground holding their stomachs, screamed in a low voice, and dared not say one more word.

"If your mouth is not clean in the future, tell me once, and I will get rid of your teeth!"

Mo Jian sneered, pulled Xiaotong, and left unhurriedly.

In order to make the young generation grow better, the tribe encourages young people to compete with each other. As long as they are not disabled or seriously injured, they generally will not interfere. Mo Jian was very sure that even if Zhou Jing was the grandson of the elder, the tribe could not do anything to themselves.

On the way, Xiaotong asked strangely, "Mo Jian, why are you suddenly so powerful?"

She is 19 years old and has reached an adult and has medium qualifications. Although she has not yet become a soul person, she has 97 soul lines. It is ready. If Mo Jian suffers a loss, even if he strives to violate the rules of the tribe, he will help take action.

Mo Jian said angrily, "The arrow is not shot in vain!"

Xiaotong showed a sweet smile and deliberately asked, "There were many people who said you before, and I didn't see you teach me a lesson!" Why are you so excited today?

She knew in her heart that Mo Jian was for herself.

Mo Jian buried his head and walked seriously without saying a word.

Enter the room, light the lace lamp, and the small room will light up. Lace is the stamen of the bud flower, which is burned by fire and can be long-lasting and bright. It is the usual lighting of the tribe.

"It's as messy as a pig's nest again!"

Xiaotong was a little uncomfortable, and then helped Mo Jian pick it up. He quickly folded the bedding, wiped the table, and swept out the wood chips on the ground. This is left by Mo Jian's arrow.

Mo Jian made a fine warm current in his heart and poured a glass of water for Xiaotong without saying anything.

The two sat down, and Xiaotong took out a magic fruit from under her skirt, a fine fruit, and a small piece of fruit meat. She smiled sweetly and said, "Eat it quickly!"

The longevity of ordinary human beings on the plane can reach 200 years, which is directly related to the evolution of food. Human beings have long abandoned rice, wheat and other foods and replaced them with fruits planted by growers with their soul power. These fruits can not only be full and provide the necessary energy, but also have some detoxification functions and will not deposit impurities in the body.

Moling and Jingyuan fruit are the most extensive food in the whole plane. It can grow in arid places and can be planted with a single planting technique.

Of course, the harvested fruit also needs to be cooked by the chef, and it is generally a soul with a fire attribute. After cooking, it will be delicious.

The soul power has already penetrated into every corner of life. It is difficult to walk without becoming a soul.

Mo Jian squeezed his lips and whispered, "Sister Xiaotong, I'm not hungry!" Don't save food for me in the future. I'm full every day.

All property of the tribe is kept uniformly, including food. All income from adulthood must be handed over to the tribe and distributed by the tribe, such as housing, cloth, rations, money and even soul weapons.

The rations taken out by Xiaotong are saved from the teeth.

"How can you practice so hard that you are not hungry and lie to your sister? Eat quickly!" Pick up the pulp and stuff it into Mo Jian's mouth.

Looking at Mo Jian's round mouth, Xiaotong's eyes narrowed into a thin crack and said with a smile, "Let's sleep together tonight!"

Mo Jian, who was eating, was stunned. He just shook his head and didn't say anything.

"Little Dumb, I must sleep with you tonight!" The little pupil pucked his red lips.

Xiao Daidai is Xiaotong's nickname for him, occasionally, because Mo Jian's face is always flat and almost rigid.

Mo Jian swallowed what was in his mouth. Such a bold topic really made him very shy and lowered his head and said, "No! Not good for you!"

A trace of cunning flashed in the little pupil's eyes, "What's wrong? Have you forgotten yourself? Six years ago, you tricked your sister here, coaxed her to take off her clothes, and**. My sister didn't know much at that time, but now she knows it very well!"

Mo Jian couldn't say a word.

held Mo Jian in his arms with a firm look in his eyes. Xiaotong said softly, "Three months later, if the tribe wants to drive you out, my sister will also go with you. At least my sister can become a soul person and go out to find a job to support you. I will definitely not let you suffer!"

She wanted to mention that the seven elders vowed to save Mo Jian's life, but she thought that the whole tribe knew that Mo Jian must have known it, so she didn't mention it.

Mo Jian's body trembled, his eyes gradually turned red, and he said in a trembling voice, "Sister, why are you so kind to me..."

Little pupil's eyes flashed with fine tenderness and said softly, "Have you forgotten? At that time, you were going to let your sister marry you! Don't play tricks!"

Countless fine emotions finally converged into a torrent.

A golden light suddenly flashed in Mo Jian's eyes, and then disappeared after a moment.

His bright and firm eyes suddenly became frivolous, with an unspeakable evil charm.

"Sister, I like you so much!" Mo Jian muttered in a low voice, and his words seemed to have a different magic.

The next moment, he hugged Xiaotong sister tightly, printed the two bright red lips, sucked greedily, and exhausted all the warmth and rewards to the woman in his arms with his body.

Xiaotong's eyes began to be blurred, with a squeaking, and he kissed like raindrops.

This golden light and this feeling again.

She clearly remembers that six years ago, a very young teenager, a golden light flashed in his eyes, completely lost himself. As he came here, he was at his mercy and could not have a trace of resistance.

Entanglement, rolling, kissing, tearing...

When Xiaotong's floral skirt had been lifted, Mo Jian's hands climbed up the trembling snow-white breasts. The touch that was so slippery that made his whole body tremble did not make his desire more uncontrollable, but made his mind clear.

Mo Jian got up with difficulty and gasped.

This feeling again. Like a small fire dragon rolling around in the body, a fierce emotion that he can't control at all.

Mo Jian knew that this was the dual personality mentioned by Jiuque Glass God Ye later.

When he was eight years old, he accidentally saw widow Ye bathing, as if the evil lurking in his blood finally bred. This strange feeling appeared for the first time.

At the age of nine, the scene of Xiwu licking her small lips appeared for the second time, so she took away Xiwu's first kiss.

At the age of ten, Xiaotong wore a floral skirt, revealing two beautiful calves, which were so beautiful. This feeling appeared for the third time. So he used that oil poem to deceive Xiaotong, who was three years older than himself, to **...

In the next six years, this feeling disappeared. Until a few months ago, Cai Xiliu came to the Changhe tribe and saw the charming buttocks, which appeared for the fourth time.

It's just that Cai Xiliu's identity is extraordinary and can't be provoked. Mo Jian used three basins of cold water to suppress the strange feeling.

These four times, without exception, have a strong desire for possessiveness in the bottom of my heart.

When normal, Mo Jian is firm, courageous, serious and indifferent. In this state, it will become frivolous, enthusiastic, evil and full of desire.

is completely two extremes.

This is the fifth time. But Mo Jian had no desire in his heart for the first time. But just think about it and comfort the woman in front of you with your enthusiasm.

It's like... The emperor's concubine in the harem, although she is possessed, is even more grateful.