Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 962

It was already night when we returned to Baiyue Sect.

Shang Qinghan was tied up by his disciples, with a dagger stuck in his chest.

Si Jin stepped forward and checked.

The dagger hits the heart, and you will die if you pull it out.

“This dagger is…”

“It seems that Ling Ci stabbed him in.” The young disciple pointed at Gu Xinyun who was lying on the ice bed beside him, dying.

Her hair was messy, her eyes were wide open, and her hands were still stained with blood.

Si Jin was shocked for a moment and immediately asked Xiao Yao to search for the scene before Shang Qinghan was injured.

Sure enough, I saw him opening the door of Gu Xinyun’s room, trying to control the Gu insects and force Gu Xinyun to wake up.

But the moment the woman opened her eyes, she took the dagger used to peel fruit on the bedside table and stabbed it into Shang Qinghan’s heart.

The original owner’s mother actually died long ago.

But even if he is controlled by the Gu, even if he has his last breath left.

I must also take out my knife and kill Shang Qinghan, kill her whole family, and destroy all her beasts!

He was killed by Bai Yueguang, whom he had begged for so many years.

For Shang Qinghan, this ending is so dramatic and yet so real.

The moment Gu Xinyun stabbed Shang Qinghan, the disciples sent by Si Jin rushed in in time and took both of them out.

Si Jin looked at Shang Qinghan who looked pale and didn’t believe the facts, and a cold smile gradually appeared on his lips.

He took a few steps forward and reached out to the young disciple for a long sword.

Then, he slowly turned Gu Xinyun’s head towards Shang Qinghan’s direction.

Poof——

A sword penetrated Shang Qinghan’s heart.

He quickly pulled it out, swung it a few times, and chopped off all Shang Qinghan’s hands and feet.

Blood covered the ground, and the huge pain stung Shang Qinghan, making it difficult to breathe. Life was worse than death.

However, Si Jin took out the bone flute again and controlled the Gu worms to penetrate into his body.

Using the same method he used to connect to the original owner’s mother, Gu Xinyun, he connected his nerves, leaving him hanging with a sigh of relief and enduring endless pain.

“I won’t die for the time being.”

With a “bang” sound, Si Jin dropped the blood-stained sword and ordered: “Take it out and hang it on the edge of the cliff to feed the eagles.”

Shang Qinghan was in so much pain that he couldn’t take care of himself. He was so despairing that he even forgot to ask for help.

He could only be taken away by his disciples and thrown on the edge of a cliff where the cold wind was howling, where he was beaten by wild beasts and pecked by eagles, leaving his body intact.

After someone took Shang Qinghan away, Si Jin turned his head and closed Gu Xinyun’s eyes.

Whispered prayer: “Rest in peace.”

Shang Linyuan lowered his head, and even Xiao Yao in Shihai stood upright and bent down to bow.

Pay homage to this woman who suffered all her life but was strong and self-reliant.

… …

Seven days later, Si Jin buried Gu Xinyun.

He was buried with the original owner’s father and passed away forever.

At this time, Shang Qinghan had been tortured to death, and his soul flew into Si Jin’s enhanced version of the soul-breaking array, screaming in pain.

Si Jin was annoyed, so he simply pulled out his tongue and let him suffer in obscurity.

And the prompt sound of the system completing the task also sounded appropriately.

Xiaoyao returned to the system bureau and lived a life without a waist.

Si Jin stayed in the plane and lived the same life without his waist.

Shang Linyuan is about 20 years old. He is full of energy and knows the taste of marrow, which is quite overwhelming.

Two months after paying homage to the original owner’s parents, Shang Linyuan used his birthday as an excuse to encourage Si Jin to wear women’s clothing.

At night, the candles in the bedroom were clearly extinguished.

Si Jin was wearing a red gauze skirt and was lying on the sandalwood couch. Beside him, there was the little milk wolf who had to change his ways and tore the red skirt open.

Shang Linyuan knew that Si Jin loved him, so he became more and more reckless.

After tearing the red dress a little, he dipped a brush in cinnabar and gently traced it on Si Jin’s back, causing the beauty to tremble.

“What…are you drawing?”

“Painting with peach blossoms.” Shang Linyuan’s hoarse voice floated in his ears.

Little by little, he tore off his clothes, and little by little, he used a red pen to point out the peach blossoms on Si Jin Ruyu’s back.

Then he tightly held Si Jin’s waist, trapped him beside him, and blew slowly on the peach blossoms on his back.

The moment he dried the cinnabar, Si Jin’s eyes were filled with emotion.

“Ayuan…don’t…”

With a vibrato, call his name softly.

The peach blossom eyes were filled with tears and were very soft. They were even more beautiful than the peach blossoms he drew.

Shang Linyuan’s heart was hit and beating out of control.

He immediately lowered his head and sealed the person’s lips.

Then, he lowered the bed curtain and continued to taste the dessert that he had only encountered after nineteen years of hard work.

This taste is like getting married.

Once you get married, it’s a lifetime.