The god of death, the smell of the rain, trains the little puppet Wang Zixiaoming

Author: weisu
Word count: 22478
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“Spiritual Rain!”
“Here, my Goddess of Creation!”
“There is a country in the west that has stopped worshiping me… Huh, this is obviously a disrespectful act. Go and help me destroy them.”
“Obey, my lord goddess!”
The tall and slender Lingyu lowered her head, stood up from the chair respectfully, and made a unique gesture to the supreme creator goddess, watching the figure of the goddess on the opposite side of magic slowly disappear, and then she raised her proud head again.
Lingyu’s face was very handsome, her slender, knife-like eyebrows revealed a heroic air, her big bright and full eyes flashed a cold and arrogant gaze, and the slightly upturned corners of her eyes gave her aura a bit of iceberg-like coldness of thousands of years. However, if someone looked carefully, they would find that the pupils in her eyes were actually two colors of black and white.
Looking down, the small and straight Qiong nose matched with the delicate and tender red lips underneath, and her sharp oval face first, the whole person looks like a queen who has stepped out of the ice and snow world, exuding a cold and proud noble atmosphere.
But if someone observes carefully, they will find a lewdness hidden in the abyss in the depths of her breath, which is like a devil’s hell, which will erupt at any time.
For people who are familiar with Lingyu, they will avoid her, but when she comes into the eyes of strangers, the rest will be attracted by her delicate face and unique temperament.
She came to this small country with a wave of magic, and she hit it with a few magic spells, and all the resistance forces in the country were wiped out. The magic swept across the land, leaving only one palace in the imperial city that still smelled of people. Leng Ao didn’t have pity, but she found a good prey.
That’s right, prey.
Lingyu is lustful and dark-bellied by nature, she is a vivacious queen who likes to use the strong smell accumulated in her body after fighting to make the prey in her crotch submit until she dies under her pomegranate skirt. However, her favorite is the petite little pseudo-mother boy.
Whenever she encounters such a suitable high-level prey, she will always show her deliberately disguised kind side, and slowly induce these ignorant little boys to submit to her stench until they slowly dry up and die.
Of course, for these favorite prey, she will show her favor and make them into soulless puppets for her lustful pleasure.
Coincidentally, in this palace, she found a good prey.
She waved her hand, put the loose strands of hair behind her ears, and walked into the palace with her dirty leather boots. There are only four people in the palace at this time, and one of them is Lingyu’s target today—the little prince of this country, Xiao Ming.
However, around Xiao Ming’s body there areThree strong men with a height of two meters were holding steel knives with trembling hands, and looked at the death-like woman walking in front of them with some fear.
For these ordinary mortals, Lingyu just smiled slightly, and the three guards fell to the ground, their limbs were weak, and they even had difficulty breathing.
Walking in front of the little prince Xiao Ming who was sitting on the chair at a loss, Lingyu squatted down so rare that he and Pales looked at the same level.
Looking at the very petite young lady who was less than 1.6 meters tall, Ling Yu smiled lewdly at the corner of her mouth, but in Xiao Ming’s eyes, it brought him great kindness.
“Sister… You, are you here to save me?” Xiao Ming’s voice was small and high-pitched, but with the softness of a child.
Seeing Zhengtai in front of her say such ridiculous words, Lingyu felt even more pleasure in her heart.
【What a naive and pure young lady… Don’t worry, my sister will let you slowly surrender to lust, and then I will squeeze you dry to death… Haha! 】
Thinking to herself, Lingyu reached out and grabbed her crotch, and she took off a pair of white cotton briefs with magic.
The underwear, although white, is now covered in yellow dirt. Lingyu hadn’t showered for more than a month, and she had been wearing these underwear for more than a month. The thick dirt on them adhered to the supposedly white underwear, and bursts of extremely strong and foul smell radiated from it, drifting towards Xiao Ming’s nose almost instantly.
The ignorant and ignorant Xiao Ming instinctively hated the smell, shrank back slightly, and unconsciously picked up his hands.
“Oh… don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, it’s my sister who scared you.” Looking at Xiao Ming who was as delicate as a flower, Lingyu’s face was full of tenderness, “Little brother, as long as you smell your underwear well, the death of your mother and father will not make you feel so painful, and you will forget the sadness.”
“Really?” Xiao Ming asked in a low voice, stretched out his little hand with orchid fingers, and slowly took Ling Yu’s stinky underwear.
Xiaoming’s face is small, one-third smaller than Lingyu’s slender melon-seeded face, but the huge eyes on it occupy a quarter of the entire face. The two curved eyebrows on the face reveal the innocence of a child. The small bridge of the nose and the same tiny lips give people a kind of cuteness like a porcelain doll. But years of pampering made him lack the masculinity of a boy. With the long hair scattered to his chin, if you didn’t look carefully, you might think he was a little girl.
At this time, Xiao Ming was frowning his lovely brows, looking at Ling Yu hesitantly, staring at such a cute little puppet in front of him, the lust in Ling Yu’s mind overflowed more and more uncontrollably.
But she likes to go step by step, and doesn’t want to let these ignorant little boys be trained by her all at once.
Seeing such a little boy being lured into the abyss of depravity by her little by little, tsk tsk, isn’t it more enjoyable than a moment of lust?
Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Lingyu’s mouth became more and more lustful. She didn’t care about Xiao Ming’s hesitation, she reached out to help him put the underwear on his head, and even imposed a confinement with magic.
be insideThe trousers were stretched over his head, and Xiao Ming subconsciously reached out to take them away, but was blocked by magic. moment