Meeting A Demonic Cultivator, Even God Cries

r hands shrank back in pain.

“Motherfucker! You’re not obedient, are you looking for death, ba?”

 

After several days and nights of torture, the woman finally let go and gave them a string of numbers.
Fortunately the two men left the room at the same time and closed the door.

The woman’s whole body hurt badly from head to toe.
Her arms were covered with cigarette burns and the place where she was strangled with the wire was bloodied.
The woman was trapped in a corner of the balcony, tied up with a rope.
She couldn’t see anything.
With great effort she moved her injured body to hit the railing with all her strength. 

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Over and over and over again.

Finally, Gu Xizhou heard a creaking sound.
Apparently the woman heard it too, redoubling her efforts. 

Kuang dang!

The railing and the woman crashed to the ground.
The woman’s body was very cold, but her mind was clear.

Who can save me…

Who can save me? 

The woman struggled to free herself of her bindings.
Tearing at the rope with her teeth unceasingly.
The numbers she gave the two men were fake, those numbers were her daughter’s patient ID.
She knew that if she told them, those men would still kill her!

It hurts.
My body hurts so much.
The woman’s body had already suffered many fractures and the blood on it had already begun to congeal.

She didn’t know how long she had been lying there.
It seemed to be a very long time, but it also seemed very short.

Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed her, and the woman was elated.
Someone came! 

“Fuck, take her up quickly before anyone sees her!”

Just when she thought she was saved, she heard the voice of a wicked demon.
At that moment the woman didn’t cry.
She didn’t even feel fear, or pain.

She smiled.

Laughing at herself. 

She had lost the bet.

Seeing that the woman had died without giving them the information, the two men tore the paper from her eyes.
Grabbing her by the hair he picked up the paring knife, slicing open her neck.
Blood flowed from the blade, dripping down to the ground.

 

At last her body gradually become cold, but Gu Xizhou’s mind was unusually clear.
Inside his mind there was one question— When the blindfold fell from the woman’s eyes, did she ever see inside her neighborhood?

With the woman’s death, Gu Xizhou gradually lost consciousness, and his vision gradually became clearer. 

He was deep inside the bright and spacious villa.

He still hadn’t recovered when he saw the blurry silhouette of a man looking down at him.
The man’s breath enveloped him as he bit his ear and said heavily, “Let’s make good on your promise.”

Si Yu pinned Gu Xizhou’s wrists, hugging his waist firmly.
With great strength, he pressed Gu Xizhou into the sofa, the muscles in his back tightening like a bow.

Seeing Si Yu’s eyes burning like fire, Gu Xizhou’s heart pounded fiercely. 

Gu Xizhou tried to turn over, wanting to change positions with Si Yu, but found Si Yu’s hand pushing up his shirt, revealing a beautiful intramuscular line.
The lines of his body were smooth, and the muscles were not too thin or exaggerated.

There was a ripping sound as Si Yu tore the T-shirt from Gu Xizhou’s body.
Gu Xizhou was startled when he realized his hands were tied up!

“Fuck! You let Laozi go!” Gu Xizhou cursed.

“Absolutely not.” Si Yu didn’t even want to spit out two words, licking his lips subconsciously.
His voice was magnetic and filled with repressed desire.
“Just now I said I also want to.” 

The sensation of fingertips pressing lightly against the neck made one’s body unable to resist trembling.

Gu Xizhou cursed, “You want to fart!”

Si Yu winked at Gu Xizhou and said in complete earnesty, “En, I want you.”

The words stuck in Gu Xizhou’s throat, and he was left speechless. 

“Fuck!”

Gu Xizhou cursed in a low voice.
Si Yu buried his head in Gu Xizhou’s neck, making it itch.

In an instant, the muscles on Gu Xizhou’s arm flexed along with the sound of fabric tearing and the cloth around Gu Xizhou’s wrist broke.

Si Yu raised his head slightly, a trace of astonishment visible on his handsome face. 

Gu Xizhou threw the rag to the ground angrily.
Seeing Si Yu’s astonished expression, the corner of his mouth curved upward mockingly as he suddenly flipped Si Yu over, pressing him into the couch.

Gu Xizhou sat on top of Si Yu, eyelids drooping slightly, “Now do you know what’s wrong?”

 

From underneath him, Si Yu gave a low laugh, resting his hands on Gu Xizhou’s waist, dark eyes smoldering as he licked Gu Xizhou’s fingertips.

Startled by the warm, wet touch, Gu Xizhou jumped, withdrawing his hand abruptly.
Taking advantage of Gu Xizhou’s distraction, Si Yu surged upwards causing Gu Xizhou to fall to the other end of the sofa, reversing their positions once again. 

Si Yu: “I said, I also want to.”

Gu Xizhou: “…”

“Buzz.”

“Buzz.” 

Gu Xizhou heard his phone vibrate from where he’d dropped it on the sofa and he regained a little bit of his rationality.
He felt for his phone carelessly and picked it up.

“En… En, okay… I understand… En, I’ll be there right away.”

Hearing Gu Xizhou answer the phone, Si Yu’s eyes darkened as he looked towards Gu Xizhou.
Grinding his teeth he asked, “Is there a case?”

Gu Xizhou pressed his fist lightly to his lips and said, “ En, a homicide.
You should get up first.” 

When Si Yu heard what Gu Xizhou said he raised his eyebrows slightly, and the word “displeased” was practically carved into his face.

The author has something to say: The Ji Ji thing will get resolved soon… En, don’t panic, hold on!