My Senior Brother Turned Black After I Died. Chapter 55

Chapter 55 Chapter 55 Xiaomu, you still owe me a bridal chamber…

After Ji Hantong shouted those words, he closed his eyes and released all his strength to prepare for death.

The imagined pain did not come, and the warm liquid splashed on his face. Ji Hantong opened his eyes in a daze, only to see the scarred man’s body flying backwards and a tall white-haired figure.

Then Ji Hantong’s vision went dark and he fainted. Before he fainted, a strong and powerful arm seemed to catch him.

*

Shen Lanchuan looked at the person in his arms.Ji Hantong’s skin was already delicate and sensitive, and the half of his face that had been slapped by the scarred man was now highly swollen, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.His face was so pale that there was almost no blood, and his eyelashes were drooped, casting a small shadow under his eyelids.

These people from the Demon Clan had no idea of ​​dressing up at all. Scar Man and others also had other thoughts, thinking that the Demon Lord might feel affection for him, so they gave Ji Hantong the same red wedding dress that he wore at that time. Now it has become tattered, stained with blood, and looks particularly miserable.

Facts have proved that he guessed correctly, Lord Demon Lord did like the beauty he paid tribute to, and he did feel affection for her, but at the same time, his good days came to an end.

“Take this man and his men to a bloody cliff.” Shen Lanchuan didn’t even look at the scarred man, his eyes were fixed on Ji Hantong, but everyone could hear the suppressed anger in his tone.

Several demon guards immediately stepped forward and dragged the scarred man down like a dead dog. Naturally, some of his men who were waiting outside the demon palace would also deal with it.

The scarred man’s eyes widened in horror, and he struggled desperately to beg for mercy: “Master Demon Lord, please have mercy on me! I don’t know where I offended you, but I specially paid tribute to you for this little beauty! Why do you still want to kill me?”

No wonder the scarred man was so scared.Blood Over the Cliff was a place created by Shen Lanchuan after he became the Demon Lord. Today, only three people are imprisoned there – the former leader of the Immortal League, Xu Jin’an and the deputy leader, Su Zhaohe, as well as Shen Lanchuan’s biological father, Shen Fu.

Those three people were deprived of their cultivation by Shen Lanchuan and suffered thousands of tortures every day. They were forced to survive and die. In the early years, screams and cries for help could still be heard in the blood flowing over the cliff. In recent years, they have become a pool of stagnant water.But everyone in the world knows that those three people must still be alive. After all, Shen Lanchuan will not let them die so easily.

There is no doubt that the three people imprisoned in Blood Over the Cliff are all enemies who have a deep hatred for Shen Lanchuan. The scarred man cannot figure out how he ended up in the same fate as them.

Shen Lanchuan had no desire to explain: “I’m too lazy to tell you. You don’t deserve to listen. Take him down.”

The guards dragged the scarred man, who was already as dead as a dog, and walked out of the palace. The scarred man did not shout again, knowing that it would be useless.

He just used his last bit of strength to look back –

Shen Lanchuan was seen with his head lowered, holding the person in his arms with great care, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world.

The hands that had killed countless people were now carefully holding the back of the man’s neck, not daring to use even a trace of extra strength.

*

Shen Lanchuan carried Ji Hantong through the main hall and walked towards the dormitory.

The servants of the Demon Palace who met along the way bowed their heads and saluted, not daring to express their anger.Their eyes fell on the ground, not daring to look at Shen Lanchuan, let alone the person in his arms.

But they were all thinking: Who is that person?The Lord has never held anyone like this.

Shen Lanchuan walked into the bedroom and gently placed Ji Hantong on the large bed.

His movements were very light, as light as if he was afraid that a petal would fall off.

Then Shen Lanchuan sat down by the bed and looked at the pale face and the red wedding dress stained red with blood on Ji Hantong’s body, a feeling of anger rushed into his heart.

Red, red again.

Ten years ago, this heartless idiot was wearing a red wedding dress and cruelly abandoned her; ten years later, he was wearing a red wedding dress and returned to her, covered in blood.

Shen Lanchuan lowered his head and bit Ji Hantong’s neck viciously.The sharp teeth pierced the skin, and a smell of iron poured into Shen Lanchuan’s mouth. He didn’t stop, and with a fire in his heart, he began to grind and bite carefully.

Ji Hantong, who was in a coma, seemed to feel something and let out a thin whimper. Shen Lanchuan’s eyes darkened, and he finally stopped moving and looked elsewhere.

*

Ji Hantong slowly woke up, and what he saw was a dimly lit bedroom with a somewhat ambiguous tone.

Where is this?

Ji Hantong blinked and tried to sit up, but found a strange feeling in his limbs.

He lowered his head and looked at his body.His hands and feet were locked with thin iron chains, with a circle around each wrist and ankles. The other end of the iron chain was embedded in the four corners of the bed and extended to no one knows where.Ji Hantong tried to struggle, but the chain didn’t move at all.

The inner ring of the chain is lined with a layer of soft velvet.When Ji Hantong squirmed, the fluff lightly brushed against his skin. It didn’t hurt, but it caused a subtle tingling sensation.

Ji Hantong’s heart skipped a beat and he immediately checked himself.

Then Ji Hantong lowered his head, and his face instantly burned when he saw what he was wearing.

It was a gauze dress as thin as cicada wings.

It was really just a layer of gauze, so thin that it was almost transparent, covering Ji Hantong’s body vaguely.The gauze dress was light red, faintly revealing the snow-white skin underneath; the neckline was cut extremely low, exposing a large area of ​​collarbone and chest; the hem of the dress barely covered the top of her thighs, and below were two bare legs.

Ji Hantong was completely stunned.His original tattered red wedding dress had been taken off at some point, and now he was wearing something like this… something that couldn’t be called clothing at all!

He glanced down and quickly looked away, his face so hot it could fry an egg.

This, this is too… too immoral!

But that wasn’t what made Ji Hantong collapse the most, because right after that, he discovered the marks on his body.

Ji Hantong raised his arm stiffly and looked carefully in the dim light.

There are several red marks on the inside of the arm, and the shape of the red marks looks like they were sucked hard.

Ji Hantong swallowed and looked down at his chest.

The gauze is too thin and can’t cover anything at all.He could clearly see two bright fruits on his chest, and there was a faint ring of teeth marks on the surrounding skin.

He stretched out his trembling hands and lifted up the gauze to look at his waist, lower abdomen, and thighs. There were marks all over his body.

Red, purple, deep and shallow marks are like blossoming plum blossoms, densely imprinted on Ji Hantong’s body.

From the chest to the waist, from the lower abdomen to the thighs, and even…even the more secret places on the inner thighs, they are all covered with the same marks.

Ji Hantong was completely stunned. He was frozen on the bed and did not dare to move. His mind was blank, with only one thought spinning crazily:

I should still be innocent now, right?

It should still be right?!

No, no, no.

Ji Hantong tried his best to calm down.

There is nothing strange from the back, my chastity should still be there.

*

Ji Hantong was in a daze looking at the red marks all over his body, with random thoughts in his mind, when he suddenly heard a slight noise coming from the door.

His heart trembled suddenly, and he subconsciously looked up.

The door was pushed open, and a slender figure stood at the door against the light.

Ji Hantong’s breathing stopped momentarily.

That was Shen Lanchuan, his senior brother.

But that was not the Shen Lanchuan in his memory.

The visitor was wearing a black robe, which was embroidered with dark red silk threads with complicated patterns, like bloody vines wrapping around the body.The collar of the robe was slightly open, revealing a lean chest.His figure was still slender and straight, but the aura lingering around him was completely different from before – it was no longer cold and dignified, but gloomy and sharp, with a suffocating sense of oppression.

What shocked Ji Hantong even more was Shen Lanchuan’s appearance.

That face was still handsome, so handsome that it was almost sharp.But that face was paler than before, bloodless, almost transparent, as if it had not seen the sun for a long, long time.

There is a faint blood-red line between Shen Lanchuan’s eyebrows, which is the symbol of demon cultivator.His long hair is no longer ink-colored, and the snow-like white hair is spread behind him and hangs down to his ankles, making Shen Lanchuan’s face paler and his eyes scarleter.

Ji Hantong will always remember Shen Lanchuan’s eyes.Senior brother’s eyes have always been cold and deep, like snow that never melts all year round.But when those eyes looked at him, they would become gentle, focused, and filled with his shadow.

But Ji Hantong didn’t think so much. No matter what, Shen Lanchuan was still his senior brother, and he was very happy to see him again.

*

“Senior brother!” Ji Hantong blurted out, with uncontrollable surprise and excitement in his voice.He even forgot that he was chained, and just struggled forward to get closer to the person.

The chains rattled, and Ji Hantong found that he couldn’t get through at all. He could only sit on the ground angrily, looking up at Shen Lanchuan pitifully.

“Brother, I miss you so much.”

“I miss you so much.”

Ji Hantong looked at Shen Lanchuan intently, his beautiful eyes filled with the joy and attachment of reunion.He didn’t even realize how thought-provoking his current appearance was – his limbs were chained with iron chains, he was wearing that thin and transparent gauze dress, his body was covered with traces left by Shen Lanchuan, and there was a clear bite mark on his neck.

Ji Hantong just looked at Shen Lanchuan like a little animal waiting for its owner to touch him.

Shen Lanchuan stood by the bed and looked down at him, something slowly surging in his red eyes.

He did not speak, but slowly leaned down and placed one hand on Ji Hantong’s side. He raised the other hand and gently covered the side of Ji Hantong’s face with his cold fingertips.

Ji Hantong rubbed his palm obediently, like a coquettish cat.

“Brother, why don’t you speak?” Ji Hantong blinked, “Are you still angry with me? Let me explain to you, I had a reason for that day, I -”

Before he finished speaking, Shen Lanchuan got a little closer.

The handsome and pale face was close at hand, and the red eyes looked straight into Ji Hantong’s eyes.Ji Hantong finally saw clearly what was in those eyes – love/desire.

Shen Lanchuan’s Adam’s apple rolled slightly and he licked his lips gently.

Ji Hantong finally realized something was wrong.

“S-Senior Brother?” Ji Hantong’s voice was trembling, “What’s wrong with you?”

Shen Lanchuan did not answer.

A thought suddenly flashed through Ji Hantong’s mind.

The scarred man said that he would dedicate him to the Demon Lord. Could it be that the Demon Lord in his mouth was not Hua Feixue, but Shen Lanchuan?

“You…” Ji Hantong’s voice trembled even more, “Are you the Demon Lord they said?”

Shen Lanchuan still didn’t speak.He reached out and put one hand around Ji Hantong’s waist, the other hand supported his knees, and hugged him whole.

Ji Hantong felt like the world was spinning for a while, and when he regained consciousness, he had been placed in the center of the bed again.

“Senior brother?” Ji Hantong looked up at him. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Shen Lanchuan leaning down and placing his hands on his sides, shrouding his whole body in shadow.

Shen Lanchuan’s eyes slowly swept across Ji Hantong’s body.From the face to the neck, from the neck to the collarbone, from the collarbone to the looming chest under the tulle dress, and finally landed on his two bare legs.

Ji Hantong finally realized what he wanted to do.

“Wait, wait a minute!” Ji Hantong tried to retreat in a panic, but was blocked by the bedrail behind him.He broke away from the iron chain on his wrist, and the chain rattled. However, with his current mortal body, he could not break free from the iron chain.

“Senior brother! Senior brother, wait! We have something to talk about! Don’t-”

Shen Lanchuan lowered his head and gently licked the bite mark on his neck.

Ji Hantong trembled all over and couldn’t speak clearly.

“S-Senior Brother, don’t do this, I, I…”

Shen Lanchuan raised his eyes, looked at him, and finally said his first words after their reunion.

“Xiao Mumu, you still owe me a wedding night.”

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