Scum Coercion

I have already decided that Mo's body makes me very satisfied. Instead of finding a wife in the future who I don't necessarily have feelings for, it is better to let Mo become my wife, satisfy the desire of the body, and be able to absorb her strong internal energy as a wife. own use.

Moreover, after she realized that something was wrong with her body, even if she didn't want to see me, she would come here to solve the hidden danger, right?

While smiling with ease, I turned my gaze to the other side of the lake.

In the thick clouds that seemed to never dissipate, there was a black shadow approaching.

Wearing a fluffy emerald green dress, with a melancholy and provocative air unconsciously exuding from all over her body, Mo's slim figure holding a slender blade appeared in front of me.

The coquettish and shocking face was looming in the clouds and mist, and Mo's somewhat empty and bewildered eyes barely regained clarity when she saw my figure.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, she was panting heavily, and her walking posture was somewhat abnormal, obviously she had endured something for a long time.

"You're here, Mo."

"Stop talking nonsense... You martial arts scum, what did you... do to me?"

She bit her lip, and pointed the tip of the knife in her hand at me bitterly.

A strange black rose bloomed on her shoulder.

The silver light flashed, like white moonlight, and like the first snow, its sharpness is self-evident.

"I didn't do anything."

"Then, my body... don't tease me!"

Her brows trembled, like embarrassment, but also like shame and anger, and she faltered and drank coquettishly.

"Oh, you said that, it's just some ordinary tricks from a foreign land to get you into your pocket."

"This time, I want to use this 'Dragon Feather' to understand your sinful life---!!!"

Mo's complexion changed, she waved her jade arm, and was about to slash at me with the slender Tang knife in her hand.

There was endless shame, anger and murderous look on her face, with a sincere attitude of wanting to put me to death.

Just now, the rock under her feet instantly turned into powder, and I, who was 20 meters away, could feel the strong wind caused by the air being cut.

Seriously, she's really going to kill me.

However, it was too late.

I sneered sneeringly.

Seeing that she was out of breath, she must have been tortured by the poison-like exercises I implanted in her body.

"If you activate your true energy at this time, the poison will be released faster."

"You... ah... how could I... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!??"

She rushed towards my figure and stopped for a moment, as if something was spreading in her body, her breathing became more rapid.

Before I knew it, I noticed that her snow-white delicate skin was dyed with a moving blush.

From the neckline of her shirt, I saw the black and purple rose pattern, spreading wildly like a prairie fire, from the shoulders to the collarbone, and then to the neck, as if it was going to swallow her—I can imagine how much she should suffer pain.

Well, it was like she was about to die from poison, her body was corroded by those poisonous spots.

But it won't die, only the disobedient Mo will "die", and the newborn Mo will be extremely obedient to me.

The devil is confused.

At the same time, I was mobilizing my internal energy so that the butterfly on her chest echoed the flower on her chest.

In the blink of an eye, Mo's face that was originally full of cold and arrogant temperament was replaced by a charming and peerless style, and her expression also became confused and unbelievable.

"I, I am..."

"Mo, you are mine."

Her eyes became blank, just like I had seen before.

The Heavenly Demon is bewitching, turning people into obedient dolls, and my voice is her only voice, which she cannot resist.

Like being entangled in thorns, the exposed skin is already surrounded by extremely coquettish black-purple rose patterns, Mo threw down the sword, and walked in front of me with charming eyes like silk.

"I belong to the son."

As if telling me, and as if convincing herself, Mo showed a disillusioned smile.

She, who was originally the proud daughter of heaven, has become a shameless plaything in front of me.

Hehe, the scum wins.

The corners of my mouth rose greatly, and endless satisfaction emerged from the bottom of my heart.

As if expressing a reward to my beloved pet, I patted Mo's head.

"Next time... dance for me again."

"Son."

Mo, who had fallen into my possessions, left two lines of tears that seemed to be repentance and joy on her bright red face.

Although she was crying, her expression seemed to be relieved, her brows and eyes full of spring were shining at me, and her delicate nose was humming softly and charmingly.

"Mo."