Chapter 792

792 14.68 Last Violet Star – Deep Red Irises [M]

The recent exchange between the nephew and uncle went unnoticed by anyone. Instead, they chose to concentrate on the young couple, which raised a fuss. Chun Hongyun-Jun’s aura was currently difficult for Yun Huajie and Yun Xiayu to handle, so when he immediately began to calm down, they felt relieved. Yun Xiajie’s mood has been erratic since Bai Wuan’s passing more than ten years prior.

Normally, he would be expressionless and distant. The older people had worked very hard to persuade him to cease working excessively. Everyone attempted to dismiss it at the time, but nobody is that blind as to not see the aloofness and indifference in those red eyes. When Chun Hongyun-Jun’s golden eyes suddenly became red, they didn’t even notice it.

Then his patience would wear thin, and occasionally he would forget what he had done when he had lost his cool. The senior members of the sect, notably Yun Huaxia, treated Chun Hongyun-Jun’s behavior as though it were the work of mental demons. The only plausible explanation for this is Bai Wuan’s death, which Yun Xiajie himself had caused.

Chun Hongyun-Jun has been able to contain his anger in recent years, but he did not permit even his foster son and disciples to be in the same place with him all the time. As he waited for his loved one to return, Yun Xiajie stood at the height of his powers. Thankfully, his patience paid off, and the person for whom he had been waiting all this time had returned.

They can now observe Chun Hongyun-Jun, who has lived his entire existence as a corpse, start to express feelings. Finally, the person who can save this young man was back by his side.

However, who would have imagined that this youngster would lose it since his sweetheart barely loosened his robe in front of other people? Can’t he understand the worries of the elders about the sudden discomfort of Hei Anjing?

He felt unable to do anything as he saw his youngest son playfully flirt with his Dao partner right in front of him. He isn’t even sure whether to chastise this kid or mock his foolishness.

Cough!

Pink bubbles were purposefully burst around the young newlyweds by Yun Huajie.

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“Have you calmed down, Xiao Jie? Have you forgotten that you are already one of the strongest men in the world? Emitting such an aura all of a sudden, aren’t you afraid of hurting people? If you are going to get angry at others seeing your dao companion’s loose robes, you should have stopped it instead of storing it up in your heart,” the old sect master reprimanded.

Only then did Chun Hongyun-Jun become aware of what he had done. He looked around the hallway and noticed some elderly people coughing up blood, as well as his elder brother and brother-in-law who appeared pale and obviously hurt internally.

When Yun Xiajie saw what was in front of him, he felt bad in his heart, and it was evident in the regret on his face. He was abruptly seized by a slightly chilly hand. Hei Anjing was looking at him when he turned around, almost as if to tell him to leave everything to him.

“Yang, give a healing scroll of high quality,” Hei Anjing commanded.

Zhi Yang answered after a brief moment of hesitation, “Yes, Master.” He took a high-grade light scroll out of the system space, and just as he was ready to activate it, he paused.

Hei Anjing cast a chilly glance in Zhi Yang’s way as he turned to face his master.

Hei Anjing even used his special ability ‘Authority’ to compel his own subordinate, saying, “Do it. Zhi Yang, this king commands you too.”

The light scroll was turned on by an automatic movement of Zhi Yang’s body. As soon as the scroll was opened, the entire hall was filled with plentiful light. Everyone who had been hurt by Yun Xiajie’s aura up to this point was gradually recovering under the influence of light. Their pallid skin turns rosy as a sign of health.

Hei Anjing’s face, however, got paler than his white skin, and only Zhi Yang and Xue Yueguang observed this.

Zhi Yang and Xue Yueguang yelled, “Master!! (Wu’er!!)”

Time seemed to suddenly slow down in front of Chun Hongyun-Jun’s eyes as he witnessed his sweetheart, who had just moments ago been in good health suddenly turned sickly and lost consciousness unexpectedly. Before he could react, his body moved, catching Hei Anjing’s falling body and giving him a shaking hug.

Finally, Yun Xiajie experienced the terror that had given him years of nightmares. His Jing’er falling in front of him was the scenario. The body he is holding becomes icy before vanishing into nothing. When Xue Yueguang jerked him awake, he was confused.

“Take Wu’er out of the hall immediately. Light elements would heighten his anguish. Didn’t he just say something that feels odd to him? That imprint is a curse of lust. The devil he killed in the Death Valley caused it, and the light element intensified it. Bring him out of this hall!” Xue Yueguang asked.

Yun Xiajie attained enlightenment, and without his knowledge, he used space elements to teleport, but Hei Anjing already held this aptitude, which he lacked. He observed the familiar furniture when he opened his eyes to find that his surroundings had altered. In the Crimson Cloud Peak, it appears he was teleported back to his own courtyard.

“This is... My courtyard in Crimson Cloud Peak...” mumbled Chun Hongyun-Jun.

Groans~ pants~

The minute the light elements surrounding him vanished, Hei Anjing awoke. However, the lust blight had grown stronger within him, and he now felt his entire body burning.

“My body feels so hot, A’Xia. Hah! My clothes are uncomfortable.”

Hei Anjing was squirming and rubbing himself against Yun Xiajie as he began to take off his robes in front of Yun Xiajie’s sight. Due to his volatile temper, Yun Xiajie avoided all social interactions. The only intimate acts he had performed with Bai Wuan were embraces and kisses, and since they were still young at the time, Yun Xiajie was unwilling to do the last base.

However, this time was different since they were both of legal age, both in body and soul, and because they were aware that Hei Anjing’s curse was brought about by the devil of lust, thus its effects would be harsher than those of a typical aphrodisiac. Hei Anjing was quickly brought into the bedroom and laid down on the bed.

As he made every effort to rip his robes off, he could feel his sweetheart’s hand quivering like a chick and moving all over his body. Yun Xiajie allowed Hei Anjing to rip off his robes without offering any resistance. He didn’t overlook, though, raising the defensive formation surrounding his home with a hand gesture. This keeps those out who don’t have his authorization to enter his place.

Hei Anjing’s lower abdomen was so hot that he could not stand it. His heightened sensitivity made him naturally search for something to arouse his desire. There was no need to hunt for another person to assist him because Yun Xiajie was within his grasp. He began ripping off the white robes that were keeping him from the warmth that had before made him feel secure.

Hei Anjing tore even a high-quality Lan Zhuayun Sect’s robe-like paper in his hands, and Yun Xiajie didn’t dare to resist, allowing Hei Anjing to shred his robes. Instead, Yun Xiajie aided in his robe removal. It didn’t take them long to strip off their clothes, and when they tangled on the bed, even the crown and hairpin from their hair were flung on the wooden floor of the house.

Hei Anjing was so overcome by the effects of passion that he failed to notice the crimson flowers that had left imprints on Yun Xiajie’s skin. On his chest, there are at least three painted budding spider lilies. His skin appears to be covered in a scarlet image of the right blossom that is blood-red. It was alive, and now it appears to be about to bloom. Hei Anjing, who was focused on his body’s unrequited wants, was not even observed by Yun Xiajie.

They locked lips like monsters. Their lips bit, sucked, and crashed. Even though the corner of their lips tore in the process, they didn’t care. They keep kissing despite their mouths tasting like blood.

Yun Xiajie’s neck was being held by Hei Anjing, while Chun Hongyun-Jun was caressing Hei Anjing all over with his large hands.

Hei Anjing experienced an itching sensation. His small one had gently stood up as the thrill in his body increased, first from his hidden cavern next to his nipples. Nevertheless, the kisses they shared left him dissatisfied and craving more. Such obscene kisses caused their tongues to collide more than usual. Since he hasn’t utilized this initiative in years, Yun Xiajie moves a little awkwardly.

Even though these two’s original souls were accustomed to having sex, now that they are memoryless, they aren’t much different from the two virgins. For the time being, they were merely moving in accordance with their instinct.

Hei Anjing’s body was able to cease shaking under such amusing caresses. Additionally, his nipples were hard and protruded on his chest like little cherries. Yun Xiajie abruptly backed away from the kiss.

His iris turned vertical, and his eyes had darkened to a deeper shade of scarlet. Staring at the blushing Hei Anjing underneath him, whose eyes were moist from pleasure due to the effects of the curse, they were sinister as he stared at the man above him who had abruptly stopped kissing him. Without Yun Xiajie doing anything to him, the heat and itching in him grew more, and he began acting coquettish as a result.

Hei Anjing stood up and rubbed Yun Xiajie’s chin and cheeks with his lips as if he were a small kid seeking attention.

“More, please... Don’t stop... I want to kiss you, A’Xia.”

Suddenly, the timid Chun Hongyun-Jun changes into something else in the middle. The Yun Xiajie who is currently looking at Hei Anjing isn’t a typical Yun Xiajie either, as seen by the almond-shaped eyes that narrowly focused on him. As he looked at the man lying below him, his eyes were filled with obsessions and cravings. Like a dangerous beast released from his seals.

Chun Hongyun-Jun pulled the coquettish, lewd person who was clinging to his neck away with a nasty grin and dipped his head to peck and bites on Mo Bing Jingling-Jun’s slightly swollen lips.

Hei Anjing, whose ambitions had increased by more than ten times, felt disappointed by it and began pouting, his tears falling into the corners of his phoenix-shaped eyes.

Wuwuwu~ (QAQ)

He has the appearance of a small wife who has been victimized by her black-bellied husband.

As he toyed with the helpless baby under him, Yun Xiajie’s smirk on the corner of his mouth grew wider. Instead of giving in to the young fairy’s requests, he teased him, acting as though he wanted to see him cry a lot. His smile increases in size as the latter sobs more.

But even with the consequences of such a terrible curse, Hei Anjing’s prideful and obstinate attitude could not be disregarded. He abruptly opened his mouth and nibbled on his lips and nose with his fingers. He bit Yun Xiajie’s finger to express his annoyance like a furious rabbit.

Yun Xiajie’s reaction was peculiar despite the fact that his fingers had been bit. Instead of feeling pain, he instead experienced amusement. He instantly pressed his fingers further into Hei Anjing’s lips with an evil sneer on his face. Hei Anjing’s index, middle, and ring fingers are buried inside his lips. Hei Anjing could not help but choke and more tears spilled as a result of Yun Xiajie’s sudden push of his fingers deep into his throat, but at the same time, he felt pleasure as those fingers began to torment his gums, tongue, and motion a piston action inside his throat.

Hei Anjing’s body was forced to soften and flinch as a result of these motions every time Chun Hongyun-Jun thrust his fingers in. The rooms are filled with a mixture of moans, groans, and choked echoes. Yun Xiajie observed as the beauty beneath him began to cry and lose rationality, turning his eyes red.

“Heh, intriguing baby. So adorable and perfect for this lord’s appetite.”

Yun Xiajie’s voice is deep and seductive, full of menace and indifference. It wasn’t Chun Hongyun-Jun’s customarily severe yet loving voice. It appeared as though something considerably more evil had taken the place of his soul in his body.