NCCnovel Chapter 371 Don't wear this stuff anymore
Chapter 371 Don't wear this stuff anymore
Sikong Jin's expression changed slightly. After landing, she took several steps back before she could barely steady herself.
"A Jin!"
Upon seeing this, the usually calm and composed Emperor Beizun could no longer maintain his composure. He blurted out a call and, unable to contain himself any longer, rushed forward to support Sikong Jin.
However, just as he lunged forward and touched Sikong Jin's arm, an incomparably sharp crimson sword light flashed suddenly, attacking with lightning speed. Di Beizun's deep eyes darkened, and his movements were swift enough as he once again met the attack with his scimitar!
Such close-range attacks are extremely dangerous and fierce, especially with Sikong Jin's unpredictable movements. Although Di Beizun is not weak, he was somewhat careless because of his concern for Sikong Jin. Therefore, although he dodged quickly, his attack speed was a little slow!
'Ding! '
The swords grazed each other in the air again, and Di Beizun felt a slight chill on his neck as Sikong Jin's Moon Soul sword was pressed against his neck.
Sikong Jin smiled, but just as she was feeling smug, a chilling sensation suddenly pressed against her throat!
Crimson sword light and black blade aura flickered silently in the air.
The air seemed to freeze. Sikong Jin lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the cold blade pressed against her throat. Her clear eyes instantly turned icy. Without changing her expression, she raised her eyelids and stared fixedly at Di Beizun opposite her—
His deep eyes were incredibly calm, with unspeakable emotions hidden deep within them. His cold and alluring face was somewhat unsettled. He was staring intently at Sikong Jin's delicate features, his gaze deep and complex.
The two faced off like this, their gazes clashing so directly and forcefully for the first time. Neither side yielded an inch, and the surrounding air seemed to tighten instantly. Two sharp auras were released without reservation, and the temperature in the air plummeted.
Suddenly, Di Beizun's large hand holding the curved sword twitched slightly, and Sikong Jin immediately reacted by increasing the force of the movement. The sharp blade of Yuepo instantly sliced through the skin of his neck, and a beautiful, crimson line slowly appeared on the side of his neck.
Di Beizun made no move. The deep and tense look in his eyes vanished in an instant, leaving only a sad helplessness. He took a breath and slowly withdrew the curved knife that was pressed against her throat.
"Why don't you do it?"
Sikong Jinxing's eyes darkened. Instead of withdrawing the sword, she tightened her grip. "Kill me now, and it will be easier for you to conquer Dayong in the future."
Crimson blood began to slide down the blade of the Moon Soul sword, reflecting the cold, scarlet sword light, appearing both tragic and alluring.
However, Di Beizun didn't even frown. He stared at her intently with his deep eyes and said in a low voice, "You know very well that I can't bring myself to do it, Sikong Jin. Even now, you still don't understand why I can sweep away the entire world in anger, but treat you specially?"
Upon hearing this, Sikong Jin paused for a moment, and her delicate hand holding the Moon Soul trembled slightly.
"For the sake of imperial power and hegemony, I can kill everyone in the world, but I just can't bring myself to do it to you, Sikong Jin. Otherwise, do you think I would have kept you alive until now?"
Emperor Beizun's tone was somber and tinged with helplessness as he sheathed his curved sword in his sleeve. "If you wish to attack me, I will give you this chance—"
However, before Di Beizun could finish speaking, Sikong Jin had already thrown away the Moon Soul in her hand, rushed forward, and instantly held Di Beizun's head. Her cold pink lips instantly kissed him, wantonly holding his bewitching thin lips, and her wandering tendrils unscrupulously explored his mouth, conquering his territory with unstoppable force.
She moved quickly, pressing herself against him, her nimble hands reaching for his waist, and in a few swift movements, she ripped off his belt, her actions quite wild.
Di Beizun readily agreed, grabbing her as she lunged forward with one hand and quickly reaching into her clothes. With a flick of his sleeve, he swept aside the fluttering gauze and pressed her against the wall. Unwilling to be the passive party, he grabbed Sikong Jin's head with one hand, turning the tables and beginning his forceful plunder.
Sikong Jin didn't care anymore. Her slender hands quickly busied themselves around his waist, hastily removing his belt and outer robe. Her cool little hands reached into his collar, easily arousing the beastly nature raging in Di Beizun's blood.
Their unique auras intertwined and permeated each other in the narrow space, causing the temperature in the air to rise instantly, making it difficult for both of them to bear.
In a short while, both of them were completely disheveled. Di Beizun's dragon robe had been almost entirely stripped off by Sikong Jin, while Sikong Jin's black robe had slipped down to her waist, revealing her chest wrapped in a thick layer of white cloth...
"Don't wear this again!"
Emperor Beizun, frustrated after struggling with the thing for a long time without being able to break free, gave Sikong Jin a warning in a fit of anger.
At this moment, Sikong Jin was already dizzy from being teased. As long as she could get him, she would probably agree to drink poison without hesitation. She nodded vigorously and said in a hoarse and difficult voice, "Quickly, carry me to bed. After we're done, I'll agree to anything you want. Tonight, I'm going to get you no matter what!"
"Shouldn't I be the one saying that?"
Di Beizun glanced at her, then, slightly out of breath, scooped her up in his arms and strode towards the bed inside. With a wave of his hand, the heavy curtains fell shut.
In the blink of an eye, clothes were scattered all over the floor under the bed, and faint moans could be heard in the dim light, along with Lord Sikong's extremely lewd words.
"Emperor Beizun, do you know how? If not, let me do it. I have plenty of experience, and I even did my homework thoroughly before coming to see you..."
"Your Majesty, why do you smell so good? What perfume are you wearing? Has anyone ever treated you like this before... um!"
Before she could finish speaking, Di Beizun had already silenced her, as he really didn't want to hear her vulgar words that she had picked up from who-knows-where.
A moment later, a cry of surprise suddenly came from inside the tent!
"what!"
"Ah Xing, you liar! Who said doing this was enjoyable?"
"Your Majesty, your technique is not good enough, let me do it... Ah!"