高清一区二区不卡视频

Amon\'s body wrapped around the railing—before choosing the right door, something somehow told him it was the right one!

Clack!

Opening the door slowly to avoid any noise, the sudden sound of medical equipment entered his ears, the beep like a metronome and the familiar sound from when Tia suddenly vanished earlier.

\'It\'s here...\' He was sure of it!

Moving forward, he tried to be as quiet as possible, not wanting to alert Alice or any of the other Murdock family, making sure there were no maids or nurses as he entered the room.

A wondrous sight entered his eyes, soft purple wallpaper with silver highlights—around the room were bookshelves filled with pristine books from school topics to basic cultivation techniques and skills. Even some lewd books were slotted in the corners!

Beep! Beep!

The constant sound of the machine caused an eerie feeling as he turned his head to the centre of the north wall.

Lay on a huge bed, with a thick comfy mattress thicker than the length of his forearm, a sleeping beauty lay her figure curvy and alluring and with only a thin pink nightgown covering her tremendous mounds of carnal allure...

A familiar mole

A Nostalgic face

"T...Tia?"

Amon couldn\'t help but whisper her name, his body vanishing like the wind, appearing beside her bed the next a beautiful fairy descended to earth yet chained to a mortal bed with wires and machines hooked to her body, a scar across her chest located where her heart should be sitting.

His heart and mind were filled with countless questions and static noise forcing him to hold his head.

No matter how hard he tried to remember, why was it that only the mixture of 1,000 lives appeared in his mind... Yet she spoke of 3,000, 9,000, and so many more?

Were these not lives he was sentient? Did Tia endure the solitude of living in this bed for every life?

"How many lives have you been here?"

"Why have you never told me?"

However, he stopped his selfish thoughts, taking a deep breath. His hand stroked her soft, squishy cheeks, brushing the fluffy pink hair a little messy and dry behind her ears, which were slightly pointed like a true fairy\'s.

Amon\'s left leg hooked a chair, sliding it across the cream carpet and sitting beside her bed, his eyes closing while grasping her soft, cold hands.

He wanted to help her but didn\'t know how...

[Fufu~ Why did you ask such a stupid question? Of course, I am not here]

"Liar... you are right here..."

\'Really?\'

[Mmm, but I can\'t seem to see where you are, strange, I can even see you when you go to the toilet normally...]

\'Ah... what a damn pervert... Stop stalking me...\'

[Fufufu, I must ensure you are not cheating on me!]

\'But then you give me a dual cultivation technique and have me sleep with the heroines?\'

[Hmph... pedantic! You need to warm up so you can please me!]

\'You are the number one weakest pussy in the world... even a 2-inch todger could make you cum.\'

[!!!!]

[I will bite your damn cock off! I am not that easy!]

\'Heh...\'

He smiled at the sweet face, noticing that when her responses were fiery, her face would scrunch up, or her little mouth would smile, the cracked pink lips showing her sharp fangs like a little tiger warning her prey.

\'He Tia.\'

[Mmmmm?]

\'How many lives have I lived in this world? I can only remember about 1,000 at most, and my cultivation technique holds that back.\'

[That is...]

\'You once spoke about over 9,999 lifetimes, yet wouldn\'t I be more fucked up if that happened and I got my sentience?\'

\'Even 3 caused me to become so weird ass moron.\'

His hands began to stroke her soft cheeks, the pulse on her machine rising rapidly—sweat began to form on her forehead as she started to breathe with a more pained look, both eyebrows now furrowed.

[Of course, it\'s all because of your cultivation technique! Haha~ Once you get stronger, it\'ll be clear!]

Tia\'s voice caused him to shake his head—not only was her lip twitching like always when she lied, but her voice was weak, distant and felt like each word forced her to bite her lip.

"It wasn\'t me that lived those lives was it... Tia..." He whispered, stroking her cheek, knowing now the truth and why it was so confusing, her throwing different numbers around and making him believe it...I think you should take a look at

Amon had lived 1,000 lives with his moderate sentience, 1,000 lives in 24 years...

24,000 years of this same torture over and over.

"Then what of you..." His voice was soft, trembling as her face began to nuzzle his palm, her cracked lips, pale face and pained look filled with sweat.

Beside him, he could see a set of sanitised cloths and towels with a small bucket under a basin which was likely used to help clean her regularly. "But it seems they neglect you... is it because you are worthless in a cultivation world? Or because you helped me, and now you are being punished?"

[Hehe~ you suddenly went quiet. Not being able to see you makes me feel insecure and worried... You won\'t vanish, right?]

[It\'s the first time you\'ve ever spoken to me...so much after all... haha...]

There was a time in his life when he planned to marry this girl, back when his novel started taking off and he was getting regular donations and support.

Even speaking in the mirror about how he would convince her father to let him marry her...

His face smiled as he filled the bucket, using his fingers to adjust the temperature to a warm heat, not too much or too little. "You know, I bought a ring secretly but never got to show you... Haha..."

What he didn\'t notice due to focusing on the basin and cleaning supplies, adding some of his company\'s elixir to the foundation to help soothe her body more.

The Tia in the bed smiled as if hearing the most wonderful story or news in her life, slight tears dripping from her eyes and sliding down onto the absorbent pillow.

\'I won\'t vanish, not again.\'

[Good! You better, bastard, always leaving me behind without anything to comfort me.]

Amon was grateful she could only hear his mind, but when slowly undressing her, taking off her nightdress, and slowly unfastening the strings, he found her pale body filled with strange scars likely from some electrical shock or fight... But on her back, there were countless red marks and sores, and her skin was neglected... "Did they grow tired of washing you? It makes me so angry I could kill them all... Guilty or not..."

Once again, her little mouth formed a smile before pouting a little. Her body seemed to hear him, yet the spirit was not connected in this form...

\'Ah, how could I leave my cute fairy and her beautiful skin?\'

Slowly sinking the medical cloth into the medicated water, he was glad to carry the special elixir of his company in his item ring.

Gently he squeezed the cloth, pressing the button on her expensive bed that turned her allowing him to softly stroked the cloth along her back, reminded of the days he cared for her when she was sick.

[Fufu! I know~ nobody can compare to my skin and pretty ass!]

[So don\'t cheat on me with Alice... use mine instead! Fufu~]

\'If you have one for me to use, come to me right now, and I\'ll give you all the loving you want.\'

[Eh~ what\'s wrong with you? Normally you tell me I am a sick pervert, and you\'ll beat me!]

How long did he spend devotedly washing her from toe to neck, her dry, damaged skin sometimes tearing as blood and dirt streamed from the wounds, yet his face and actions did not change, instead making several clothes, each one for a different purpose: blood, one for pus and dirt and the other to apply the medical mixture.

\'Nothing, I just realised how cute and adorable my little peach fairy is.\'

[Fufu... *Yawn* I am a little sleepy... trying to find you took so much of my energy... Will you be okay without me? My lonely prince?]

\'As long as you return to me, I would even burn the world.\'

[Well~ we are the villains, hahaha!]

Slowly the voice faded, while the machine beeping went from slow, below normal, rapidly increasing until it became a normal pace—Amon panicked because he had just finished washing her and held Tia\'s naked body in his arms, worried that it might be feeding time or something but reluctant to put her down...

Yet the worried thing never happened—there were no rushing maids with meals, or to check her strange change in figures and data, only a silent room with the bleeping machines.

Or so he thought...

"Ahh.... embarrassing, you found me..." A weak, groggy voice sounded as he looked down to see her dull eyes staring at him, the formerly azure pearls of vivid light now dreary and distant.

"Do you still want to love my ass? even after seeing my horrid state?" Tia said, giving a weak smile, her hand struggling to lift and stroke his stunned cheek.

"You\'re so stunned? It\'s been 10,000 years; how about a kiss? We\'re finally together again."

Amon could only hold her body tightly, his hands stroking her hair, not caring about her back and the sticky feeling of the medicine and discharge. He could only hold her tightly, knowing that whatever things he endured...

They were but a joke compared to what Tia must have felt... lay on a bed, unmoving... hoping her voice would reach him...

"I\'m so sorry," Amon whispered, his lips kissing her forehead with a gentle peck; the moment his words sounded, her eyes filled with tears like jewels, dripping down her face as her weak hands desperately tried to grasp his shirt tightly.

"I waited.....I waited....so long.... and you never came..." Her face was marred with tears and snot as she wept, pushing against his chest; with her feeble strength, he could only hold her and bite his lips.

He regretted his incompetence, taking so long to wake up, treating her so badly when at the start... refusing her attempt to help him.

Not realising his death would have her follow after him...

"Please don\'t leave again..." a whisper filled with trembling and desperate hope, "I hate when authors make a separation between the Heroine and Hero... I don\'t want it, so you can\'t leave again..." Tia\'s sorrowful voice was hoarse but emotional as her soft arms tried to beat his chest, only a light thump as he scooped her in his arms, tightly holding her against his body as if to meld her to his flesh.

"I swear... No more separations in my story..."

"Mmmm... good.... promise me... Nnnn..." Tia\'s body became slightly weak and limp before falling back into a state of rest, her heavy eyes closing but refusing to let go of his body, so he lay on his side, letting her rest on the bed, looking at her exhausted face.