[Wuxia] Chasing After the Beauties of Jin Yong's Novels (The Romantic Swordsman) (Complete) - 26

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The first part of the Fallen Dragon World, Chapter 1010: Duan Zhengchun's Death and Ruan Xingzhu's Acquisition.

Wu Long watched Li Qiushui disappear in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. However, he wasn't afraid of her, but having an enemy whose martial arts were superior to his own was ultimately not a good thing. Wu Long quickly asked,

"Brother, how are your injuries?"

Qiao Feng replied,

"It's nothing, just a minor injury. But who is this woman? In my twenty years in the martial world, I've never encountered such a powerful enemy, and she's completely unknown."

Wu Long said:

"Her name is Li Qiushui, the Empress Dowager of the Western Xia Kingdom, and one of the three grandmasters of the Xiaoyao Sect. The Xiaoyao Sect is a very mysterious sect, only accepting handsome men and beautiful women. Their martial arts are extremely powerful. If Shaolin Temple is the highest martial arts in Buddhism, then the Xiaoyao Sect is the highest martial arts in Taoism. However, Taoism emphasizes inclusivity, so the sect's martial arts also incorporate some Confucian and Buddhist principles. My martial arts are also inherited from the Xiaoyao Sect, and I have a deep connection with Li Qiushui. I never expected things to turn out like this."

Wu Long sighed. Qiao Feng checked the bodies of Zhu Changchen and the others and found that they were all dead. Li Qiushui's martial arts were so high and her methods so ruthless that even this chivalrous hero was somewhat horrified. Wu Long checked Duan Zhengchun's body; his bones were all shattered. He went to Duan Yanqing's side and casually released his acupoints. Wu Long said,

"Are you satisfied now? Duan Zhengchun is dead, and his six subordinates are dead too. Let's see what you can get?"

Duan Yanqing looked at the corpses on the ground and remained silent. Qiao Feng said:

"Second brother, this woman is still alive."

Upon hearing this, Wu Long rushed over. Ruan Xingzhu wasn't dead, but she had suffered serious injuries and fainted. Wu Long picked her up and said to Duan Yanqing,

"Regardless, you've achieved your goal. So, you should handle the aftermath for these people. After all, she's still a member of your Duan family."

Duan Yanqing didn't speak, but silently nodded. Wu Long said to Qiao Feng,

"Big brother, let's go back first. Her injuries aren't serious, but she needs treatment quickly. My internal energy is too powerful and suitable for healing, so I'll trouble you to bring her back."

Qiao Feng said,

"It's no trouble at all. As江湖人 (jianghu people), it's our duty to help the weak and punish the strong."

When the two returned to the inn, it was almost dark. Upon entering the inn, Wu Long was shocked to find it in a mess. The innkeeper and the staff were all lying on the ground, their faces green. Wu Long immediately unleashed his Lion's Roar and roared loudly:

"A'Zhu, A'Zi!!"

His voice echoed throughout the town. Wu Long forced himself to calm down and searched around. Finally, he found A'Zhu in the courtyard of the inn. Wu Long was both anxious and angry. He handed Ruan Xingzhu to Qiao Feng and quickly checked on her. He found A'Zhu poisoned in the inn's room. Fortunately, her Yi Jin Jing internal energy was already quite advanced, and the poisoning hadn't been long. Her own internal energy was slowly expelling the toxins. Wu Long quickly circulated his internal energy into her. The domineering and scorching true energy wasn't very effective for healing injuries, but it was a nemesis of poisons, quickly neutralizing the toxins in her body. A'Zhu opened her eyes and saw Wu Long anxiously saying,

"Husband, the Xingxiu Sect's demons just kidnapped A'Zi! You must go and save him!"

Seeing that the poison in her body had been cleared and she wasn't seriously injured, Wu Long was relieved. He said to Qiao Feng,

"Brother, I'll go after the Xingxiu Sect's demons. Please take care of them here."

Qiao Feng nodded, placed Ruan Xingzhu on the bed, and A'Zhu said:

"Who is she?"

Wu Long asked.

"She is Ruan Xingzhu. We'll talk about this when I get back. Judging from the situation, those Shinjuku people shouldn't have gone far. I need to go rescue Azi."

The Shinjuku people left in a hurry, their footprints were clear. Wu Long noticed they were heading north, so he immediately used all his lightness skill to chase after them. After traveling more than thirty miles, he suddenly heard a piercing flute sound. The sound rose and fell, like a pig being slaughtered, like a ghost's wail, extremely unpleasant to hear. Wu Long's heart stirred, and he followed the sound.

He heard the flute sound continue, rising and falling, gradually moving westward and southward. He followed the sound, crossing two mountain peaks. He saw a pile of flames in the valley ahead. The flames were about a foot high, pure blue in color, and had an eerie aura, very different from ordinary flames. Many people knelt down before the flames.

Wu Long quietly approached, hiding behind a rock. Looking out, he saw a dozen or so people gathered around the flames, all dressed in hempen robes. In the green firelight, Ah Zi's hands were handcuffed, and her snow-white face, illuminated by the green flames, looked eerily strange. The group silently watched the flames, their left hands pressed to their chests, muttering something unintelligible. Seeing that Ah Zi was unharmed, Wu Long was relieved.

Suddenly, a few soft flute notes drifted from the northeast. The group turned and bowed in unison towards the source of the sound. Ah Zi's lips slightly pouted, but she did not turn around. Wu Long looked towards the source of the flute sound and saw a white-clad figure drifting towards him with incredible speed. In a moment, the figure reached the flames, puffed out a breath, and extinguished the flames abruptly, only to reignite them with a loud bang, shooting them into the air for about ten feet before slowly descending. The crowd exclaimed, "Senior Brother's amazing feat has truly broadened our horizons!"

Wu Long found it amusing and looked at his "Senior Brother," a young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, tall and thin, with a sallow complexion but rather handsome features. Wu Long had just witnessed his light-footed movement and fire-blowing technique, knowing his internal strength was considerable. However, this method of extinguishing and rekindling the green flames was not due to internal energy; he guessed that the flute contained some special fire-starting powder.

He then heard the figure say to A Zi, "Junior Sister, you have quite the reputation! So many people have gone to great lengths for you, traveling thousands of miles from Xingxiu Sea to the Central Plains." "

Azi said, 'Even my eldest brother has come, so my status as a junior sister is certainly not small. But if we're talking about my backers, I'm afraid all of you are still a bit lacking.' The eldest brother snorted and said, 'Junior sister was raised by our master since childhood, without parents. Where did all these relatives suddenly come from? It's just that my father's and mother's names are a big secret, and I can't let anyone know them casually.' The eldest brother said, 'Then who are junior sister's parents?'

Azi said,

'I'll tell you, and you'll be shocked. Do you want me to tell you? Quickly unlock my handcuffs.'

The eldest brother said, 'Unlocking your handcuffs isn't difficult, but you must first hand over the Divine Wood King Cauldron.' Azi said, 'The King Cauldron is with my brother-in-law. My second brother refuses to ask my brother-in-law for it, so what can I do?'" "

The second senior brother, Lion-Nosed, whom I saw this morning, was also in the crowd. Upon hearing Azi's provocation, his expression changed drastically.

He said, 'Senior brother, don't listen to her nonsense. That little bitch has somehow found a powerful backer who is incredibly skilled in martial arts. I'm no match for her at all.'

The senior brother, who is recorded in the book as Zhaixingzi, smiled gently and said,

'No match for her? Didn't you mention Master's illustrious reputation to her?'" "

The second senior brother, the lion-nosed man, hurriedly stammered

, 'I said...I said...this Divine Wood King Cauldron is one of the three treasures of our sect, it's...it's...for practicing that great technique. I also said that Master said that martial artists from the Central Plains are terrified at the mere mention of our 'Dissolving Power Technique,' and if they were to come across this Divine Wood King Cauldron, they would surely smash it to pieces. I said it's a rare treasure, no small matter, therefore...therefore I begged him to return it.' The eldest senior brother said, 'Very good, what did he say?' The lion-nosed man said, 'He...he didn't say anything, he just put me down

.'

The eldest brother said, 'You're very good. You told him that this Divine Wood King Cauldron is for practicing our 'Dissolving Power Technique,' fearing he might not know what the 'Dissolving Power Technique' is, and specifically stated that martial artists from the Central Plains are terrified at the mere mention of its name. Excellent, excellent, is he a martial artist from the Central Plains?' The lion-nosed man said, 'I don't...I don't know.'"

The senior disciple asked, "So, does he know, or doesn't he?" His voice was gentle, but the lion-nosed man, usually so strong and volatile, seemed terrified, his teeth chattering as he stammered, "I...I...I...I...don't...don't...know...I...know...I...know." The chattering was from his upper and lower teeth striking each other, uncontrollable.

The senior disciple said, "So, he's scared out of his wits? Yet he's not afraid." The lion-nosed man said, "It seems he...he...I...isn't...anything...how...not afraid." The senior disciple said, "Guess why he's not afraid?" The lion-nosed man said, "I can't guess. Please... tell me, senior brother." The senior brother said, "The martial arts masters of the Central Plains fear our Dissolving Power Technique the most, and to practice this technique, nothing is more necessary than this Divine Wood Cauldron. Since this cauldron has fallen into his hands, we can't practice our Dissolving Power Technique, so he's no longer afraid." The lion-nosed man said, "Yes, senior brother, you are incredibly insightful and can predict the enemy's moves with divine wisdom. I... I am far

inferior to you." The senior brother turned to Azi and asked, "Who exactly is my brother-in-law, little sister?" Azi said, "Him? Telling you will only give you a shock."

The senior brother said, "But tell me, if he is truly a famous hero..." "I'll keep that in mind, Zhaixingzi."

Azi laughed, "Him? Senior Brother, who is the leader of the martial arts in the Central Plains?" The senior brother Zhaixingzi said, "Everyone says

'Wu Long in the North, Murong in the South.' Could these two be your brothers-in-law?"

Wu Long's anger surged, thinking, "You brat, talking nonsense! I'll teach you a lesson. You've given me a verbal cuckold's horns!"

Azi giggled and said, "Senior Brother, you're really funny. I only have one sister, how could I have two brothers-in-law?"

Zhaixingzi smiled and said, "I didn't know you only had one sister. Well, even if you only have one sister, it's not surprising to have two brothers-in-law." Azi said,

"My brother-in-law has a terrible temper. Next time I see him, I'll tell him this, and you'll be in trouble. Let me tell you, my brother-in-law is the leader of the Beggars' Sect, the renowned 'Qiao Feng of the North'..."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Xingxiu Sect who had seen Wu Long was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim "Oh!" in unison. The second senior brother, the lion-nosed man, said, "No wonder, no wonder. I accept defeat at his hands."

Zhaixingzi frowned slightly and said, "The Divine Wood Cauldron has fallen into the Beggars' Sect's hands, which is not a good situation."

Although the lion-nosed man was afraid, he couldn't change his talkative nature and said, "Senior brother, Qiao Feng is no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect. You just came from the west, so you probably haven't heard about this major event in the Central Plains martial arts world. Qiao Feng has been expelled from the Beggars' Sect!" Since it didn't concern him, he spoke much more fluently.

Zhaixingzi breathed a sigh of relief, his tense face immediately relaxing, and asked, "Qiao Feng has been expelled from the Beggars' Sect? Is it true?"

The fat third disciple said, "That's what everyone in the martial arts world says. They say he's not Han Chinese, but a Khitan. Every hero in the Central Plains wants to kill him. I've heard that he killed his father, mother, master, and friends; he's despicable and wicked, committing all sorts of evil deeds." "

Ah Zi smiled lightly and said, "Oh dear, you're all too impatient. I haven't finished speaking yet. He's Qiao Feng's sworn brother, his name is Wu Long, and his martial arts are far superior to Qiao Feng's."

The Lion-Nosed Man and the others were furious that Ah Zi dared to play tricks on them even when they were about to die. They all demanded that Ah Zi be taught a lesson, but Zhai Xingzi asked softly,

"Junior Sister, you stole Master's precious cauldron and gave it to someone else. What punishment should you receive?"

Ah Zi said, "I broke Master's rules, that's true. Senior Brother, do you want to get the precious cauldron back?" Zhai Xingzi said, "This is one of the three treasures of our sect. Of course, it must be taken back. How can it fall into the hands of outsiders?"

Ah Zi said, "My brother-in-law's temper isn't very good. I gave him this precious cauldron. If I ask him for it back, he will of course return it to me intact. But if an outsider asks him for it, do you think he will give it to me?"

Zhai Xingzi hummed and said, "That's hard to say." "If the precious cauldron is even slightly damaged, your sins will be even greater."

Azi said, "You can ask him for it, but he will never return it. Even though Senior Brother's martial arts are high, at most he can only kill him. Getting the precious cauldron back will be extremely difficult."

Zhaixingzi pondered and said, "What do you suggest?" Azi said, "Release me and let me go to Yanmen Pass alone to ask my brother-in-law for the precious cauldron back. This is called redeeming myself, but I must agree that you cannot use any torture on me in the future."

Zhaixingzi said, "That sounds reasonable. However, Junior Sister, if you do this, you will completely lose face as Senior Brother. From now on, I can no longer be the Senior Brother of the Xingxiu Sect. If I release you and run away with your brother-in-law, where will I find you? As for the precious cauldron, we are determined to get it. As long as we don't let the news leak out, that Wu fellow might not destroy it rashly." "Junior Sister, make your move. If you defeat me, you will become the Senior Sister of the Xingxiu Sect, and I will have to obey your orders and be at your disposal."

The Senior Brother wielded immense power. Junior brothers

could rebel at any time if they disagreed, and the outcome would be determined by skill. If the Senior Brother won, the junior brother would be at his mercy, with no chance of resistance. If the junior brother won, he would immediately become the Senior Brother and execute the original Senior Brother. The Master would stand by and do nothing, never interfering. Under these rules, everyone had to diligently improve their skills to protect themselves, while outwardly remaining calm and appearing to have weak martial arts skills to avoid arousing the Senior Brother's suspicion.

Other disciples were not allowed to... While most practitioners stagnate after reaching a certain level of skill, the Xingxiu Sect members never dared to slack off, practicing diligently without ceasing. The senior disciple was naturally anxious, fearing each junior brother would challenge him, while the junior disciples were constantly worried that their senior brother would come after them. However, as long as their skills were strong enough, their senior brother wouldn't easily provoke them unless he was absolutely certain of victory.

Azi had thought that Zhaixingzi would only harm her because of the precious cauldron, but to her surprise, he didn't fall for it and immediately tried to attack. This terrified her, and she could only tremble as she said,

"My hands and feet are cuffed; how can I fight back? If you want to harm me, don't do it openly, but instead use such underhanded tricks."

Zhaixingzi said, "Very well! I'll release you first." "

With a flick of his sleeve, a burst of energy shot directly into the flames. A thin stream of green fire then split off from the flames, like a line of water, and shot towards the iron shackles between A Zi's hands. Wu Long saw it clearly; this stream of fire was definitely not meant to burn A Zi's body. A soft hissing sound was heard, and after a short while, A Zi's hands parted, and the iron shackles broke in two, but the two iron rings were still on her hands. The green fire suddenly retracted, then shot forward again, this time targeting the iron shackles on her ankles. In just a moment, the iron shackles burned through on their own. Wu Long witnessed the green fire melting the iron shackles for the first time.

The members of the Xingxiu Sect praised incessantly: "Our senior brother's internal strength is truly extraordinary and beyond compare." "We've never seen or heard of anything like it. In this world, apart from Master, Senior Brother is undoubtedly invincible." "What 'Northern Qiao Feng, Southern Murong'? They're not even worthy to carry Senior Brother's shoes." "Junior Sister, now you know how powerful he is, right? It's too late for regrets." They chimed in, one after another, vying for attention. Zhaixingzi listened to these fabricated words with a smile, nodding slightly, glancing sideways at Azi. Although Azi was clever, she couldn't think of any brilliant plan to escape her current predicament. She only hoped that they would keep talking and that Zhaixingzi would delay his intervention, waiting for her brother-in-law to come to her rescue. But after repeating these same things for a long time, she couldn't come up with anything new, and her voice finally gradually faded.

Zhaixingzi said slowly, "Junior Sister, make your move now!" Azi said in a trembling voice, "I won't make a move." Zhaixingzi said, "Why? I think it's better to make a move."

Azi said, "I won't fight you. I know I can't beat you, so why waste my energy? If you want to kill me, then go ahead and kill me."

Zhaixingzi sighed, "I don't want to kill you. It would be a pity to kill such a beautiful and lovely girl like you, but this is called having no other choice. Junior Sister, make your move. If you kill me, you can become the Senior Sister. In the Xingxiu Sect, everyone except Master will have to obey your orders."

Azi said, "I am just a little girl, and I will never surpass your martial arts in my entire life. You don't need to be afraid of me."

Zhaixingzi sighed, "If you hadn't committed such a great sin, I would never have made things difficult for you. Now... well... I can't help you. Junior Sister, take this!" With that, he flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind rushed towards the flames. A green line of fire slowly shot towards Azi, as if he didn't want to kill her immediately, so the flames moved very slowly.

Azi cried out in surprise and leaped two steps to the right. The flames followed. Azi took another step back, her back already against the large rock where Wulong was hiding. Zhaixingzi activated his inner strength, and the flames followed. Ah Zi had nowhere left to retreat. Just as she was about to leap to the side, Zhai Xingzi waved her sleeve, sending two gusts of wind attacking her left and right, leaving her no chance to dodge. Meanwhile, the green flame

in front of her drew ever closer. Wu Long saw that the green flame was less than two feet from her face, then an inch closer, then another inch closer, and whispered, "Ah Zi, don't be afraid, I'll help you." As he spoke, he reached out from behind the large rock and placed his hand against her back, saying, "Concentrate your strength and strike the flame."

Ah Zi was terrified, but upon hearing Wu Long's voice, she was overjoyed. Without thinking, she struck out with her palm. At that moment, Wu Long's inner strength had already flowed into her body, making her palm strike incredibly powerful. The green flame instantly shrank back three feet.

Zhaixingzi was greatly surprised. Seeing that Azi was now at his mercy, he was about to show off his skills, forcing the green flames to swirl around her face, causing her to scream in terror. He wanted to display his prowess before his fellow disciples before finally taking her life. He never expected that such a young girl would possess such formidable internal strength; it was truly beyond his expectations. The martial arts of his Xingxiu Sect were taught by their master, and each member practiced independently. Their true level of mastery was unknown until they faced an enemy or engaged in infighting. Therefore, when Azi struck out with her palm, intending to force the green flames back, everyone exclaimed "Oh!" Although surprised, no one suspected anyone of secretly helping her. They simply believed that Azi was intelligent and had secretly honed her skills to a high level.

Zhaixingzi channeled his power back, and the green flames shot towards Azi's face again, this time with tremendous force and incredible speed. Azi let out a soft moan, her resistance somehow dissipating. She dodged, the green flames shooting onto the stone with a hissing sound. Wu Long whispered, "Strike with your left palm to cut off the flames!" Azi thought, "This method is quite fun!" With a flick of her left hand, a surge of palm force pushed towards the middle of the green flames, instantly splitting them in two. The first half of the flames, lacking follow-through, burned briefly on the rock before gradually weakening.

Zhaixingzi thought, "If this flame goes out, it means we've lost in front of our fellow disciples. How can we let this momentum be dampened?" "She immediately channeled her palm power, shooting the green flames towards the rocks, attempting to retrieve the severed flames.

Azi felt a surge of internal energy flowing from her palm; if she didn't strike, her body might explode. She swiftly swung her right hand, striking out. Wu Long's internal energy was incredibly powerful; although its strength diminished after being channeled into Azi's body, if she used it skillfully and caught the Star-Picking Skill off guard, she could potentially win in one strike. However, in her panic, she struck hastily, and with a whoosh, the thin green flames were extinguished. Although she won, she didn't harm Star-Picking Skill in the slightest.

But this caused the Starry Sky Sect members to look at each other in dismay. The seventh junior brother, oblivious to the situation, still wanted his senior brother to praise him, saying, 'Senior brother, your skill is truly strong! Junior sister's palm strike at most extinguished some of the 'divine fire,' how could it possibly harm you?'" These words were meant to flatter his senior brother, but to Zhaixingzi, they sounded like a sarcastic remark. Suddenly, his sleeve struck his seventh brother's face. The green flame briefly burned him before retracting, and the man covered his face with his hands, squatting on the ground and screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

Zhaixingzi had just dealt with his seventh brother when he struck out with his left palm, sending another green flame towards Azi. This time, the flame was much thicker and more menacing, illuminating Azi's face and head with a

green glow. Azi struck out with her palm, blocking the flame and preventing it from getting closer. The green flame instantly froze in mid-air, advancing an inch or two before retreating an inch or two. In the darkness, it resembled a long green serpent lying across the sky, swaying gently, its color both vibrant and eerie, its light flickering erratically.

Zhaixingzi unleashed his palm strikes three times, each time blocked by Azi. He grew increasingly impatient and angry. When his palm strikes failed to advance even after two more attempts, a sudden chill rose from his spine to the back of his neck: "She...she...she still had some strength left. She's been toying with me all along. Could it be that Master is biased and secretly passed on the sect's most superior skill to her? I...I've fallen for her trick!" Thinking of this, fear gripped her heart, and the force of her palm weakened. The long green snake retreated towards the fire with lightning speed.

Zhai Xingzi shouted sharply, increasing the force of his palm strike. Suddenly, the green fire transformed into a huge fireball, rushing towards A Zi. A Zi quickly slapped her right palm, but couldn't stop the ball's momentum. She hurriedly pushed out with her left palm, using both palms together to block the ball.

A bright green fireball spun rapidly in the air, and the disciples cheered, saying, "Senior Brother's skill is amazing! This time, the little girl is in big trouble!" "Junior Sister, why are you still being stubborn? Admit defeat early, and maybe Senior Brother will give you a way out." "

Azi kept urging her palm power, but although the palm power sent by Wulong was strong, it was ultimately an external force, and she couldn't use it with ease. Zhaixingzi held her for a moment, then discovered the weakness in her internal energy. Suddenly, his eyebrows shot up, and he pointed his right index finger twice. Two soft hissing sounds came from the fire, and several sparks burst out, like shooting stars, attacking Azi from the left and right with extreme speed. Azi cried out, 'Ouch!'" "Her palms were already focused on the fire, leaving her no time to defend. Helpless, she could only dodge to the side. But the two flames, driven by Zhaixingzi's internal energy, immediately pursued.

Seeing that Azi was powerless to resist, Wulong slightly raised his left palm, gently pushing out a burst of energy. As Azi dodged, her two belts fluttered up, and with a flick of their wrists, two sparks shot back towards Zhaixingzi with incredible speed.

Zhaixingzi was stunned. In a moment of hesitation, the two sparks were already in front of him. He hurriedly leaped up, one spark flying past his feet. His two junior brothers cheered, "Good skill! Senior Brother is amazing!" Before the cheers subsided, the second spark was already hurtling towards his lower abdomen. Zhaixingzi was in mid-air, how could he possibly rise higher? With a hiss, the spark burned his abdomen. Zhaixingzi cried out, "Ah!" and fell to the ground. The large fireball then returned to the pile of flames."

The disciples looked at Azi with awe, thinking, "It seems our junior sister is quite skilled. Our senior brother might not be able to win. I shouldn't cheer too loudly."

Zhaixingzi's expression was pale. He reached up and loosened his hair, letting it fall over his face. Then he bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood into the flames. The flames suddenly dimmed, then brightened considerably, so bright that it was difficult for everyone to open their eyes. The disciples still couldn't help but cheer loudly, "Big brother, your skill is amazing! You've broadened our horizons!" Zhaixingzi suddenly spun rapidly, turning like a top more than ten times. With a flick of his sleeve, the entire pile of flames suddenly rose up, pressing down on Azi like a wall of fire.

(Chapter 1011 of the Fallen Heavenly Dragon World: Duan Zhengchun's Death and Ruan Xingzhu's Acquisition)

Zhaixingzi used an extremely powerful evil technique, concentrating all his life's power into this one strike. The green flames arrived incredibly fast, about to engulf Azi, when Wu Long once again unleashed both palms, sending two gentle breezes brushing against Azi

's sleeves. Illuminated by the azure flames, Azi's two purple sleeves billowed in the wind, propelling outwards, while Wu Long's light force pushed them against

the green wall of light.

The azure flames paused briefly in mid-air before slowly retreating towards Zhaixingzi. Zhaixingzi was startled and bit her tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood into the flames. The flames intensified and returned, but only gained two feet before being forced back by Wu Long's internal force. Seeing Azi's sleeves billowing like sails in the gentle breeze, the disciples all agreed that their junior sister's internal strength was extremely high, never imagining that she had someone else behind her.

Zhaixingzi's face was now completely bloodless, and he kept spitting mouthfuls of blood into the flames. With each mouthful of blood he spat out, his power weakened, leaving him with no choice but to fight to the bitter end. He hoped to burn Zi to death so he could leave and slowly recover his strength. Otherwise, if his other junior brothers saw through his weakness, they might seize the opportunity to challenge him again. He continued to spit out blood, but how could the Azure Flame advance even half a foot before Wulong's powerful internal energy?

Zi cried out, "Senior Brother, you've defeated me! Just kneel down and beg for mercy, and I won't kill you. Admit defeat!" Zhaixingzi was extremely anxious, knowing his life was hanging by a thread. Hearing Zi's words, he quickly nodded. Azi said, "Why don't you speak? If you don't speak, it means you won't admit defeat." Zhaixingzi nodded repeatedly, but still didn't speak. He concentrated all his strength to fight against Wulong. As soon as he opened his mouth and stopped sending out his true energy, the green flames would sweep over and burn him to death.

The fellow disciples began to mock and curse: "Zhaixingzi, you lost the fight, why don't you kneel down and kowtow!" "This kind of worthless coward dares to show his face in public, you've disgraced the Xingxiu Sect!" "Junior Sister is magnanimous and spared your life, why are you still trying to save face? Speak up, speak up!" "Zhaixingzi, ten years ago, I knew you were the biggest scourge of the Xingxiu Sect. Junior Sister has cleansed the sect today, achieving great merit, truly a great contributor to the revival of our sect." "You plotted against Master, attempting to defect to the Shaolin Sect, fortunately Junior Sister exposed your wicked scheme. You shameless beast!" Junior Sister's divine skills are wondrous; besides Master, she is the most powerful in the world, I saw it long ago. "Zhaixingzi, you stole the Divine Wood King Cauldron yourself, yet you turn around and blame Junior Sister, you really have a death wish." Wu

Long listened to Gan Yao, who was opportunistic and bullying, and how they immediately turned on Zhai Xingzi when he was at a disadvantage. Just moments before, these people had praised their elder brother as an invincible hero, but now they were cursing him, calling him worse than a pig or a dog. Wu Long couldn't help but laugh. These people were the most typical examples of opportunists, clowns among clowns. A Zi, with Wu Long's support, rebuked him, "What nonsense are you spouting? Everyone, be quiet." The disciples immediately fell silent.

Chen Zi smiled and said to Zhai Xingzi, "According to the rules of our sect, what should be done with the old successors after the new ones are replaced?" Cold sweat poured down Zhai Xingzi's forehead, and he trembled as he said, "Big...Big Sister, please...please..." A Zi giggled and said, "I really will spare you, but unfortunately, the rules of our sect cannot be broken in my hands. Make your move! Do whatever you want to me." "

Zhaixingzi knew his fate was sealed, so he stopped pleading. He gathered his energy and pushed his palms out horizontally towards the fire, but his inner strength was exhausted. His palms moved, but the flames only trembled slightly twice and then remained still. Azi laughed, "Fun, fun, so much fun! Senior Brother, why did your magic suddenly stop working?" She took two steps forward, slapped out with both palms, and a stream of emerald flame shot out, heading straight for Zhaixingzi. Azi's internal energy was mediocre; the flame was slow, loose, and dim. But Zhaixingzi was now completely defenseless, lacking even the strength to stand and escape. The flame struck him, and instantly his hair and clothes caught fire. Amidst screams of agony, his entire body was engulfed in flames.

The disciples erupted in praise, unanimously commending their senior sister's superb skill, for ridding the Xingxiu Sect of a long-standing scourge, and for fulfilling

their master's orders with great merit. Wu Long, too lazy to even look at these shameless people, revealed himself. The lion-nosed second senior brother, before he could even express surprise upon seeing Wu Long, saw the last... A cold smile—the smile of death—followed by a sharp pain in his chest. His body seemed to shatter something behind him, flying through the air, his consciousness rapidly fading into darkness.

Wu Long, with lightning speed, rushed towards Lion Nose. His fists, arriving before him, struck Lion Nose's chest with a flurry of blows. The crisp crack of ribcage echoed as his robust body flew backward, smashing through the rocks behind him. Amidst the swirling debris, his chest caved in deeply, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with shattered internal organs. He crashed to the ground like a dead dog, lifeless! A thick cloud of dust rose with a deafening roar, and the entire earth seemed to shake from the impact.

Everyone who hadn't yet arrived… Surprised, Wu Long moved again. He snatched two single-edged swords from a disciple, his blades flashing and swiftly weaving through his enemies, sending up sprays of blood that were both gruesome and dazzling. Mixed with screams of agony, severed limbs littered the corridor, the air thick with the stench of blood, like a scene from hell. Wu Long's gaze remained icy cold, his face ashen, unmoved by the splattering crimson blood that stained his body. His protective inner energy held him unaffected. He continued to reap these sinful lives, his arms still swinging. At this moment, he truly became a grim reaper, a grim reaper who showed no mercy, a grim reaper who struck fear into the hearts of his enemies, a grim reaper whose thin face and sinister eyes made the man tremble uncontrollably. The Grim Reaper, a figure of terror that gripped all who witnessed this scene, was

like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep. As Wu Long's eyes flashed with a fierce light, his muscles trembled uncontrollably. Every movement would severely injure several people; every swing of his blade would claim a life!

Finally, fear gripped them. The thought of escaping this hell on earth surged through their minds, but their bodies were weak, their legs trembling. Even though they were accustomed to bloodshed every day, they had never witnessed such a brutal and ruthless massacre. Their bodies were already controlled by fear. They stood there, dumbfounded, allowing the black-clad Grim Reaper to snatch their lowly souls from their bodies, their hearts screaming, "Devil! Devil!..."

But it was all too late. More than twenty disciples of the Starry Constellation Sect were now corpses. Scattered entrails and fragments of flesh mixed with blood stained the Gobi Desert red. A gentle breeze carried the heavy stench of blood far and wide…

"Ugh~~" Azi's face turned deathly pale. She had vomited countless times. Even when she saw someone being devoured alive by Ding Chunqiu with insects, she had never felt so disgusted. The corpses on the ground were all torn to pieces, not a single one intact, their internal organs and limbs scattered everywhere, a horrifying sight.

Wu Long threw his dulled scimitar on the ground and slowly approached her. Azi immediately stopped vomiting, staring at him in terror. But a burning intensity also flashed within her. Wu Long's beast-like eyes, his long hair framing his face, and his chiseled features were devoid of any emotion. A strange light suddenly appeared in the girl's eyes, and in the deepest part of her fear, a hint of confusion flickered...

A large hand covered in blood reached out. The firelight illuminated Wu Long's face, and Azi looked at the man who had reached out his hand. His body seemed to tower between heaven and earth. Wu Long said,

"Alright, Azi, it's time to go back. Your sister is very worried about you." "

Azi was different from ordinary girls. After the initial fear, a strange sense of pride welled up inside her. This was her man! More than twenty wicked fellow disciples had been slaughtered by him like beasts. A man as powerful as a god! Thinking of this, she hugged Wu Long tightly and said,

'Brother-in-law, you're amazing!'

Wu Long laughed and cried,

'I really don't know what's going on in your head. Most people would be scared to see me so cruel, right?'

Azi shook her head and said,

'No, not at all. Each of these people had more than a dozen lives on their hands. They deserved to die. It's just that I just became the senior sister, and you killed them all. It's not satisfying.'

Wu Long was speechless and said,

'Alright, although you grew up in the Xingxiu Sect and have a somewhat violent personality, you must always remember that we can use any means necessary against the vicious, but we must never lay a hand on innocent people, understand?'" "

Azi casually agreed. Wu Long shook his head, cleaned up the mess, buried all the corpses, and then took Azi back to the inn. As soon as they entered the inn, they saw Azhu and a middle-aged woman standing anxiously outside the door. Wasn't that Ruan Xingzhu's childhood sweetheart? Seeing Azi in her purple dress, Ruan Xingzhu cried out excitedly, "My poor child!"

She opened her arms and hugged her. Wu Long probably understood that she knew the identities of A Zhu and her sister, so he didn't stop her. But the next moment, he heard a cry of pain. Ruan Xingzhu took a step back in surprise, clutching her arm and looking at A Zi. Wu Long was stunned, then grabbed A Zi's wrist and turned her hand over. He saw a thin needle emitting a green glow between the girl's fingers. It was obvious that the needle was poisoned. Clearly, she had used a poisoned needle to prick Ruan Xingzhu!

She actually used a poisoned needle to prick her own mother. This made Wu Long, who always valued filial piety, very angry. He slapped A Zi across the face. A Zi's cheek swelled up high from the slap. Of course, Wu Long didn't use his full strength. Otherwise, it would have been easy to shatter her skull. Azi's left side felt numb and weak as her wrist was gripped. She pouted and burst into tears, crying,

"Brother-in-law, you've bullied me! You've bullied me! You actually hit me!"

Wu Long angrily retorted,

"How dare you use poisoned needles to hurt people so casually! Didn't I tell you we can be ruthless to the vicious, but not to innocent people! Alright! Stop crying! I just gave you a light tap, what's the big deal? You use deadly poisonous weapons to kill people so easily, you deserve to be taught a lesson. Quickly bring the antidote!"

Azi pouted and said,

"There's no antidote for the Blissful Thorn. She suddenly came out and tried to hug me, I acted in a moment of panic, it's not my fault!"

Azhu finally realized what was happening and quickly came over to support Ruan Xingzhu, saying,

"Mom, are you alright?"

Azi asked in surprise,

"Sister Azhu, is this woman your mother?"

Azhu nodded quickly.

“Yes, Zi, she’s not only my mother, but also your mother. They look like sisters.”

She then took out a gold locket. These gold lockets were ordinary women's ornaments, nothing special. Azi herself had one, and Azhu said,

"Don't you have one too? These are the keepsakes Mother left on us."

Azi's expression finally changed, and she exclaimed in surprise to Ruan Xingzhu,

"Madam, are you really my mother?"

"Silly child, why do you still call me 'Madam'? You should call me 'Mother'!" Ruan Xingzhu said with a laugh, wiping away her tears, and took the two girls' hands, saying, "Azhu, Azi, you two are my long-lost daughters! Those two lockets were given to me by your father. After I gave birth to you, I gave one to each of you to keep as a memento. There is another mark, which is the character 'Duan' tattooed on your left shoulders. Come and let me see!"

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly went to roll up Azhu's left sleeve, and finally pulled it to her shoulder, where she saw a bright red "Duan" tattooed.

Knowing her own body best, Azi understood Ruan Xingzhu's words and knew she was right. Seeing the character "Duan" on Azhu's shoulder, she pulled up her sleeve to reveal it. "

Mother!"

Azi, naturally aware of the tattoo on her shoulder, was even more moved by Ruan Xingzhu's words, tears streaming down her face as she let Ruan Xingzhu pull up her sleeve. Once the "Duan" was revealed, she couldn't hold back any longer and cried out, throwing herself into Ruan Xingzhu's arms. Azhu also threw herself into Ruan Xingzhu's arms. Ruan Xingzhu couldn't help but cry again, telling the two women about her longing and apologies.

Suddenly, Ruan Xingzhu swayed and fell to the ground, startling the two women. Azi cried out in panic,

"Heavens! The poison from the Bliss Needle has taken effect! What do we do? There's really no antidote!"

Azhu also panicked, looking at Wu Long and saying,

"Husband, please save my mother! Your internal energy should easily expel the poison, right?"

Wu Long crouched down and examined Ruan Xingzhu's body. His heart sank. "This is bad," he said, "

I forgot she already had serious injuries. If it were just internal injuries, Brother Qiao's internal energy could help her. But she's been poisoned by the Blissful Thorn, and the combination is extremely serious. Whether it's internal injuries or the poison itself, Brother Qiao and I can heal ourselves individually, but with both combined, there's no way to cure her."

This situation was like when Xiaolongnu in *The Return of the Condor Heroes* was poisoned by Guo Fu's Ice Soul Needle while trying to expel the Love Flower Poison—the poison had seeped into her bone marrow, making it incurable. Hearing Wu Long's words, the two women felt a wave of despair. Azi murmured,

"I...I actually killed my own mother..."

Tears she had never shed before welled up uncontrollably. Growing up in the harsh environment of the Starry Sky Sect, she longed for true family affection, but she never imagined that her instinctive action would kill her mother! The joy of their recent reunion had turned into this, causing Azi immense heartache.

Azhu felt the same way, crying out sadly,

"Mother, don't die!!" Qiao

Feng, hearing the commotion, came out as well. Seeing the situation, he didn't know what to do. Ruan Xingzhu, pale-faced, said,

"Don't cry. I have no regrets about seeing you before I die. It's just a pity your father didn't see you. Although he wasn't a responsible father at all, even a heartless and unfaithful man, I think he must have loved you very much. I only hope you can forgive me. Back then, in a fit of anger and pressure from society, I entrusted you to others to raise, never expecting that we wouldn't see each other for over ten years."

A'Zhu just cried. A'Zhu hugged Ruan Xingzhu's body and sobbed, "Mother, we don't blame you, Mother, you'll be alright!"

Ruan Xingzhu said softly, "Mother is dying. I hope you...you can take care of yourselves in the future..."

"No, we won't! Mother, you'll be alright!" A'Zhu said, already sobbing uncontrollably.

Wu Long said,

"Perhaps there's another way. I've used this method to save many lives before, and I believe she will be no exception!" A'Zhu

and A'Zi were stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something. Their faces flushed, and a glimmer of hope appeared in Ruan Xingzhu's eyes. She didn't know if Wu Long truly had a solution; facing death, everyone feels an inexplicable fear!

"Where is the room?" With that, Wu Long carried Ruan Xingzhu, led by A'Zhu, into the room and gently placed her on the bed.

"You all leave. Do not enter without my permission!" Wu Long said, dismissing A'Zhu and the others.

At this moment, Ruan Xingzhu's flushed face was covered in pain, indicating the severity of the poison she had been afflicted with!

Wu Long said, "Madam, please forgive my rudeness!" He then reached out to undress Ruan Xingzhu!

Ruan Xingzhu was shocked and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wu Long said calmly, "To be honest, Madam, the poison you have been afflicted with is incurable. Only through the dual cultivation technique of men and women can the poison be drawn out and your life saved!" Ruan

Xingzhu trembled and spat, "Shameless!" "Since you won't even spare me, a man on the verge of death, your words can only fool those girls!"

Wu Long said.

"I know you just lost your lover and are still grieving, so it's impossible for you to accept another man right away. But the situation is special now. Do you want A'Zhu and the others to lose both their father and mother?"

As Wu Long spoke, he slowly took off his clothes, saying, "Me, leave? Unless you break my legs! Buddha said, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I'm saving you now. I understand if you misunderstand me. Because good people like me are often misunderstood, and over time, I've gotten used to it!"

Ruan Xingzhu kept her phoenix eyes tightly closed, her face flushed. She was struggling internally. She loved Duan Zhengchun and didn't want to be intimate with another man so soon after his death; it made her feel degrading. But she was truly unwilling to accept that her daughter had died so soon after

being adopted. [The following text appears to be from a different source and is unrelated to the previous paragraphs:]

The sudden prospect of sleeping with a man she had only met once was unacceptable to her from any perspective. Seeing Wu Long take off his clothes, revealing his perfectly proportioned body, made her blush like a young girl. Looking at her shy expression, Wu Long teased,

"Madam, it's not like we haven't met before. Why are you shy? Don't you want to make up for the lack of maternal love you owed to A'Zhu and the others?"

Ruan Xingzhu gritted her teeth, seemingly determined to ignore Wu Long, but the poison in her body was spreading. She knew that if this continued, she wouldn't live more than two hours. Wu Long was completely naked, and said sternly, "If you don't cooperate with me, how can I perform the dual cultivation technique?"

Ruan Xingzhu's long eyelashes trembled, hesitating whether to open her eyes. Wu Long continued, "If you really don't want to live, I'm leaving!" Hearing that he was leaving, Ruan Xingzhu held onto a sliver of hope for survival, and suddenly opened her eyes, her face instantly turning as red as a cloth. She never expected that Wu Long was already completely naked, his enormous member erect and imposing, though not yet fully revealed, already shimmering with purple light, crystal clear. It was truly a rare treasure, a treasure that countless women would be infatuated with!

"You... shameless!" Ruan Xingzhu spat out the curse, but a strange impulse burned fiercely from her dantian! Even when she met her first love, Duan Zhengchun, she had never felt this way! Ruan Xingzhu didn't know why she was like this. She didn't hate the man in front of her, but she hated herself for being like this. Was it really retribution? Ruan Xingzhu sighed helplessly and closed her eyes. Wu Long, however, didn't care and pressed down on her soft body, causing her to gasp in surprise.

Wu Long said softly, "Now I will gently transmit to you the Great Art of Dual Cultivation between Men and Women. Time is short, I will only say it once. I hope you can remember it. I don't want to actually commit necrophilia..."

"You..." Ruan Xingzhu's pretty face flushed red. Thinking of Wu Long's words, she spat and looked incredibly alluring.

Wu Long's heart surged. He forcefully kissed her cherry-like lips. Ruan Xingzhu dodged left and right, but because her acupoints were sealed, the movement was not strong enough. Wu Long only carefully avoided being bitten, finally enjoying the sweet fragrance of her lips. Wu Long left her lips. Ruan Xingzhu looked heartbroken, as if about to weep. Wu Long rolled over her beautiful body and earnestly taught her the incantations of the Great Art of Dual Cultivation between Men and Women!

Ruan Xingzhu wanted to refuse, but upon hearing the incantations Wu Long imparted, she was astonished by how profound the art truly was! After a long while, Wu Long finished his instruction and took a deep breath, saying, "Did you understand everything?" Ruan Xingzhu knew that he had the intention to save her, and her cheeks flushed.

Wu Long looked at her flushed face with amusement and said softly, "If you say that, it really hurts my heart. I know you love Duan Zhengchun, but is a man like him worth loving for a lifetime? I won't lie to you, Duan Zhengchun's lovers Qin Hongmian, Gan Baobao, and Madam Wang are all my wives now. They all once regarded Duan Zhengchun as the love of their lives, but now, they only love me. Not for any other reason than that I gave them the greatest happiness as women. Perhaps you look down on me and think I'm despicable, but I still have to say that a woman's life doesn't need hatred, but rather a man's care, and that's exactly what I can give you. After I save you, whether you hate me or are grateful to me, I will tell you that I actually admire you and want to take care of you!"

Ruan Xingzhu's heart was struck by Wu Long's words again and again, and she said softly, "You don't understand how deep love can be; it's not something you can just forget!"

Wu Long said:

"I'm not asking you to forget him. You can keep him in your heart. I won't hold a grudge against a dead man."

Ruan Xingzhu was furious at his words and stopped looking at him. Wu Long looked at her alluring figure and sighed,

"Although you're over thirty, in my eyes, you're as beautiful and charming as your daughter..." Ruan Xingzhu snorted, "So you've been lustful towards me all along..."

Wu Long smiled, "Confucius said, 'Food and sex are human nature.' Everyone has a lustful heart. Is admiring you a fault? Everyone has a good side and a bad side. The key is whether you can control the bad side. I'm just expressing what's in my heart. Love is great, blind, and crazy. Saying too much is just empty talk. I don't easily fall in love with women, but once I do, I will do anything to get them and protect them for life."

Wu Long gently kissed her tender, smooth cheeks, earlobes, and neck again and again. Her breathing became lighter. Wu Long kissed her full red lips again. This time, she didn't desperately try to escape, but she didn't reciprocate either. Ruan Xingzhu was currently only wearing a tight-fitting dress that clung to her jade-like body, revealing her exceptionally hot and alluring figure. Her breasts were firm, her waist slender, and her buttocks, accentuated by the tight dress, appeared high, round, and pert, already incredibly captivating. The dress was a seductive bright red, and Wu Long had felt a burning sensation in his body the moment he first saw her. Now, with her delicate body in his arms, her jade-like breasts and slender

waist pressed against his skin, no man could remain unmoved. Moreover, Ruan Xingzhu was already stunningly beautiful, and with her coquettish allure, how could Wu Long resist? It was as if he were holding a furnace, hot and burning, and he cupped her small mouth and lowered his head to kiss her. His legs, like crab claws, tightly entwined around Ruan Xingzhu's lower body. His knees pressed against her buttocks from either side, rubbing against her body. His erect penis was already high, occasionally touching between Ruan Xingzhu's legs, as if seeking to enter and create a passionate, tumultuous lovemaking experience.

Ruan Xingzhu was aroused by Wu Long's actions. Under Wu Long's skillful and even wicked flirting, her arms involuntarily wrapped around Wu Long's neck, and she focused on engaging in a tongue battle with him. Wu Long transferred his tongue into Ruan Xingzhu's mouth, their tongues intertwining and saliva flowing. Their tender tongues chased and played like fish in a deep pool, entwining and twisting, enjoying the ultimate tenderness.

Wu Long's large hands roamed freely over Ruan Xingzhu's back, gradually moving down to caress her round buttocks, causing her great discomfort. Her body writhed, her high, shapely buttocks involuntarily twisting, as if responding to Wu Long's caresses.

After his touch on Ruan Xingzhu's back and buttocks, Wu Long's hands, still unsatisfied, slowly traced the curves of her body upwards, finally reaching her chest. He grasped her breasts, his fingers digging in and gently rotating them.

Their lips parted, but their eyes met, burning with passion no less intense than their previous kiss. Ruan Xingzhu, in particular, felt a burning heat within her, as if a fire was raging inside her, fueled by Wu Long's caresses. Her breasts were firm and full, as if brimming with milk, painfully swollen, as if they would leak fluid at the slightest touch. They were heavy and desperately needed gentle caress.

Wu Long's grasp of Ruan Xingzhu's breasts was perfectly timed, offering some relief from their swelling. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her cherry lips exhaling a fragrant breath, like musk and orchids, that brushed against Wu Long's face, further arousing him.

Ruan Xingzhu panted softly, her arms involuntarily tightening around him, causing Wu Long to roll over, pressing his entire body against her delicate, voluptuous form. Her eyes were alluring, radiating waves of electricity towards Wu Long, her entire being like a warm, powerful magnet, drawing him in and preventing him from leaving.

Seeing Ruan Xingzhu's shy and alluring demeanor, Wu Long's penis swelled again, hot and hard. He pressed his body close to Ruan Xingzhu, lying down with her on the bed. He teased her tongue with the tip of his tongue, while his other hand caressed her breasts. Ruan Xingzhu trembled, her delicate brows furrowing. Wu Long gently kneaded them, feeling the unforgettable smoothness and softness of her full breasts through her clothes, a sensation that brought her both physical and mental pleasure, almost making her moan. He unbuttoned her clothes, removing her beige undergarment, revealing her round, smooth breasts. Her snow-white skin shone with a warm, jade-like luster, and her full, hemispherical breasts swayed slightly, the rosy nipples seemingly swollen and erect.

Wu Long gently pinched the two tempting nipples, her brows furrowed with annoyance, and she couldn't help but let out a very soft moan. He gently licked her earlobe and whispered, "My lady, from this moment on, consider me your husband!"

As he spoke, Wu Long began to caress her more gently, taking one nipple into his mouth. Ruan Xingzhu let out a soft "Eek," infinitely shy. Wu Long quickly teased her with his tongue, then gently nibbled with his teeth. Her expression was one of utter annoyance; she clenched her teeth to keep quiet, and the crimson nipples swelled and hardened further in Wu Long's mouth. Wu Long seized the opportunity to slowly move his hand down from her chest, teasing her navel for a moment, then slipping it under her lower garment.

Ruan Xingzhu's face flushed crimson, desperately squeezing her thighs together. But she couldn't resist the teasing, only able to desperately suppress the urge within her, though her undergarments were already soaked. She glanced quickly at Wu Long, seeing him intently tasting her own breasts, her heart pounding, and she trembled slightly. She closed her eyes, savoring this rare, first tenderness. The warmth of Wu Long's hands brought a gentle sensation, which slowly spread from Ruan Xingzhu's vulva throughout her body, filling her with a subtle sweetness.

Wu Long lowered his head, sucking on Ruan Xingzhu's cherry-like nipples through her undergarments, while his other hand pinched her erect nipple, which was throbbing with stimulation. His entire palm pressed against her full, hemispherical vulva, rotating and caressing it. Stimulated by this, Ruan Xingzhu felt her brain go numb and couldn't help but moan. Although vulva holds fond memories and sweetness for men, Wu Long's hand reluctantly withdrew, slowly sliding down, past her smooth abdomen, and gently caressing Ruan Xingzhu's vulva.

Wu Long's fingers slipped inside Ruan Xingzhu's plump labia; he felt that her penis was already hard and swollen, and her deep jade gate was overflowing with spring water. "Ah!" Ruan Xingzhu suddenly cried out, surprising even herself, and blushing. This wasn't because her jade gate was being touched, but because of the intense, sensual pleasure it produced. Ruan Xingzhu felt Wu Long's sucking and caressing, causing her body to involuntarily twist. Wu Long exerted force, and with a tearing sound, her clothes were ripped. The sound was incredibly beautiful; no wonder some people used to enjoy the sound of clothes tearing. Wu Long said this with such pride, then his gaze fell upon Ruan Xingzhu's naked body. Her white, full breasts stood tall and firm. These breasts were exquisite, full, and extremely elastic, plump yet pointed, so tender and sensually slightly upturned. After being rubbed just now, the two high, firm breasts appeared even more upright and elastic, purple, protruding and swollen, gleaming with a dazzling luster.

Following the cleavage downwards was a smooth, delicate abdomen, with a round navel protruding outwards like a playful snail resting quietly on it. Wu Long held a wine glass in his left hand, while his right hand moved downwards again, to the soft, white, slender abdomen. Below the abdomen were clumps of dark, glossy, curly pubic hair, covering the area between her legs, her lower abdomen, and the sides of her vulva.

Her vulva protruded like a small mountain, and between her pink legs grew patches of lush pubic hair, beautifully shaped, curving, crossing, and surrounding. The full, round, rosy, and glossy labia majora were still glistening with crystalline fluid, resembling a small mountain, rising high at the lower end of her abdomen.

The pink vulva was swollen and full, fully exposed outside, and below the vulva, above the chrysanthemum bud, another patch of velvety pubic hair grew. These mysterious and exhilarating areas were completely open to Wu Long… Wu Long knew that the ** (a specific part of the body) was a woman's most sensitive area, and to completely conquer Ruan Xingzhu, he had to start with her breasts.

Ruan Xingzhu's breasts were firm, large, elastic, white, smooth, and incredibly sensual, resembling two blooming twin jade lotuses. With her slightly panting chest, they swayed gently, the bright red and pink areolas like two red agates inlaid on a steamed bun, a sight that never ceased to captivate.

Wu Long rode on Ruan Xingzhu, enjoying the incredibly tender and beautiful body of this exquisite beauty. Indeed, Ruan Xingzhu's figure was unparalleled; her slender waist had graceful lines, without an ounce of excess fat, and her flat, taut white abdomen shone with a crystalline luster under the light. Two pear-shaped breasts, snow-white and round, looked like plump and firm mountain peaks. A faint areola, pink like two small, adorable peanuts, trembled shyly at the tips.

Before Wu Long's brain could even register the commands, his trembling hands instinctively pressed down, involuntarily grasping these firm and incredibly elastic breasts, wantonly playing with them.

He felt their smooth, supple elasticity and couldn't help but secretly admire them as truly exquisite beauties. Ruan Xingzhu's soft breasts were so slippery that they almost escaped from Wu Long's grasp.

Wu Long quickly increased the pressure between his fingers, gripping the base of her breasts tightly, pushing them from the sides towards the center, creating a deep cleavage.

Ruan Xingzhu initially tried to dodge and struggle. But as time passed, her resistance grew weaker and weaker, and her twisting and struggling body gradually calmed down. Occasionally, she would let out a suppressed and indistinct moan, and her flushed face showed a complex expression of shame, anger, and confusion.

"Stop deceiving yourself, you'll soon know what true pleasure is!" Wu Long said, his lust growing bolder, his actions becoming even more unrestrained. Soon, Ruan Xingzhu's underwear had slipped to her feet, her bare breasts falling into Wu Long's mouth, shyly parting between his tongue and lips. The other nipple also fell into Wu Long's hand, blooming more delicately under his gentle caresses. The wonderful and tender sensation made Ruan Xingzhu even more unbearably hot. Her flushed skin was covered with a thin layer of fragrant sweat, making her even more dazzling, and her girlish fragrance even more intoxicating. The incomparably wonderful stimulation made Wu Long's hands move faster and faster. Although he was increasingly careful with his tongue to avoid biting her, the light licks and fierce kisses still made Ruan Xingzhu's desire burn wildly, uncontrollably.

He grasped Ruan Xingzhu's small and delicate feet and slowly spread them apart. However, her legs were tightly intertwined, making it impossible for Wu Long to succeed for a moment. But the more she acted this way, the more Wu Long longed to know the secret within. So he slipped his hands inside her thighs, stroking and rubbing them up and down, patiently waiting for her to succumb to his teasing.

After a moment, a fine layer of fragrant sweat appeared on Ruan Xingzhu's pretty face, her breathing was clearly audible, and her tightly closed legs gradually loosened. In that instant, Wu Long used both hands together to forcefully separate her legs. Amid her scream, he used his knees to firmly press her legs together in a "T" shape.

Wu Long's hands still held Ruan Xingzhu's soft breasts, but this time the caress was not like the rough squeezing before, which was merely an outlet for Ruan Xingzhu's desire. Now, holding her large breasts, his hands gently caressed them, his thumb and forefinger skillfully rubbing Ruan Xingzhu's shy breasts. After a while, Wu Long's tongue began to skillfully and teasingly lick and circle on Ruan Xingzhu's breasts, and in just a few strokes, Ruan Xingzhu's large breasts swelled and became firm.

Wu Long's hands remained on Ruan Xingzhu's breasts, while his mouth moved upwards, sealing her lips with a kiss. His tongue skillfully and subtly entered her mouth, their tongues entwining. Ruan Xingzhu's resistance weakened.

After a passionate kiss, Wu Long began to tease her earlobe with his tongue. Ruan Xingzhu's body reacted; her beautiful face flushed, she was covered in sweat, and her breathing quickened. She involuntarily shook her head, her snow-white lower abdomen heaving. She began to moan softly and involuntarily, a small amount of fluid secreting from her vulva.

Seeing Ruan Xingzhu's reaction, Wu Long was delighted and began to attack her again. He pressed his tongue against her clitoris, twisting and teasing it. A woman's body is honest; although she felt shame, rejection, and confusion, her long-dormant body craved a man's touch.

Unable to resist, Ruan Xingzhu's genitals were completely exposed to Wu Long's skillful tongue. Waves of pleasure rushed to her head. Even if she could barely suppress the sound from her mouth, how could she control her body without any physiological reaction? Wu Long continued to tease Ruan Xingzhu's vulva for a long time. As the vulva was licked, Ruan Xingzhu felt an indescribable pleasure between her thighs, which became stronger and stronger. Gradually, she could even feel her body fluids starting to secrete.

Ruan Xingzhu let out sweet moans and gasps. Wu Long felt her irresistibly moving closer to him. The sensation of their naked skin rubbing against each other was so different. He had been holding back his desire to penetrate her deeply, and now Wu Long felt like he was about to explode. He finally couldn't resist any longer, gently placing one hand on Ruan Xingzhu's waist, letting her touch the ground with her feet.

He only heard Ruan Xingzhu's soft moans, and then Wu Long noticed that between her buttocks and legs was a wet, sticky mess, with waves of fluid overflowing, making her private area even more beautiful.

In a hazy daze, Ruan Xingzhu felt her soft, boneless body being lifted lightly onto Wu Long's lap. The sensation on her buttocks made her let out a soft moan, her face flushing even more. She could feel her bare, round buttocks touching a hot, hard head. Wu Long sighed comfortably, no longer bothering with further words. Ruan Xingzhu's cheeks were flushed, her nostrils flared, completely immersed in the pleasure of her orgasm. Although her eyes were closed, she radiated beauty.

"My lady, let's cultivate together!"

"You...you be gentle..."

Seeing that she had submitted, Wu Long's desire surged, and he finally thrust himself into her! His member pressed against Ruan Xingzhu, and they lay on the bed. Without any hesitation, he forcefully pushed Ruan Xingzhu down, and suddenly

thrust into her. Ruan Xingzhu felt as if she were floating in mid-air. A gasp escaped her lips as a sudden pain shot through her lower body. She gripped Wu Long's shoulders and back, then embraced him tightly. Her consciousness had already left her body; her mind was a blank, spinning. The world seemed to cease to exist, wave after wave of pleasure exploding throughout her body.

A passionate, lingering lovemaking ensued.

The two battled fiercely for a long time…

Ruan Xingzhu was drenched in sweat, her hair damp, her head swaying uncontrollably. She felt wave after wave of raging desire, one wave barely ending before another surged in. She was completely immersed in a sea of desire, like a small boat rising and falling in a raging storm. Sometimes white waves surged skyward, lifting her into the air, as if she could reach out and pluck the clouds. Other times, the waves swirled and edged, drawing her into the depths of desire, completely filling and engulfing her, squeezing and pressing her.

High and low, rising and falling, her heart soared and sank with each wave, experiencing unparalleled pleasure. She wanted to scream, but no sound came out, as if she had reached a state of ecstasy. Wu Long's true energy flowed through her meridians, repairing her body little by little. After a long while...

"Ah..."

With a joyful cry, Ruan Xingzhu, like an octopus, tightly coiled Wu Long around her limbs. After this passionate encounter, Ruan Xingzhu was almost too weak to speak. Her panting was clear, her chest heaving, clearly exhausted. With a flood of fluid beneath her, she quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Only Wu Long remained, still clearly feeling her passion and lingering warmth.

Instantly, a scene of gentle spring light unfolded.

The first part of the Fallen Dragon World, Chapter 113: Flirting in the Water, Mother and Daughter Flying Together 1.

Wu Long woke up, feeling the soft touch in his arms, and looked at the beautiful, snow-white body stretched out in the middle of the wide bed: Ruan Xingzhu's long hair was like clouds, her face was like jade, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, and her lips were like cinnabar; her black and shiny hair was scattered on her chest and back, and the strands of hair were wrapped around her snow-white skin to form a seductive pattern; her beautiful eyes were closed, and her pretty and charming appearance was exceptionally delicate and charming; her fair neck turned to the side, forming a smooth curve that connected to her delicate shoulders; her high and firm breasts, round and rosy, stood shyly under the light.

Ruan Xingzhu's body, seemingly carved from jade and ice, was exquisitely beautiful. Her fair and delicate face was dreamlike and captivating, pure and ethereal; her cherry lips were luscious and full; her cheeks were soft and her neck slightly curved; her shoulders were slender and rounded like the moon, and her arms were as white and soft as snow lotus roots; her slender, white fingers were so soft and boneless that they appeared as transparent as ice jade up close; her breasts were so full and snowy, and her perfect, firm, and full breasts were so proud and upright; on the high peaks, the areolas were rosy and lustrous like moonlight, and the two tender and shy cinnabar dots were like red plum blossoms on a snowy mountain, swaying and blooming gently, making her even more pitiful; her smooth, slender waist was so delicate that it could be grasped in one hand.

Her full, rounded vulva was delicate and smooth, the soft, pale forest gently concealing the pink, tightly closed valley below, a sight to behold. Her ivory-carved, jade-like legs were warm, soft, and long, with translucent thighs, flawless calves, plump and beautiful ankles, and exquisitely shaped toes. Her rich, lingering fragrance and cool, pleasant body temperature constantly stimulated Wu Long's central nervous system, igniting his boundless animalistic desires.

Wu Long's hands vigorously rubbed her silky, jade-like skin, while his mouth incessantly sucked on her high, full, and supple breasts. His thick, nimble tongue licked the two tender, alluring red nipples atop Ruan Xingzhu's snow-capped peaks like a snake, occasionally nibbling gently with his teeth, causing her completely immobile vulva to tremble and spasm. Wu Long used both his hands and mouth to ravage every part of Ruan Xingzhu's body, leaving a pink hue on her fair and delicate skin wherever he went.

His mouth followed the contours of her body, kissing from her smooth forehead to her delicate soles. He carefully kissed every inch of her long, slender legs, savoring the unique elasticity and sweetness of her smooth, glistening skin. After tasting all the exposed skin on Ruan Xingzhu's body, Wu Long parted her snow-white, perfect legs.

Ruan Xingzhu's lower body was positioned in a large "λ" shape, her fragrant peach garden, previously tightly protected by her long, smooth thighs, now fully exposed to the man's burning gaze. How alluring this secret place was! The jade gate was so tender and smooth, and the pink jade path between the soft, slender forest was so tightly closed and narrow. Then he lowered his head and kissed that virgin paradise. Wu Long's actions were enough to wake even a sleeping person. Ruan Xingzhu's injuries and poison had almost healed, but she still lacked the strength to resist Wu Long. She was licked by him until she gasped softly, her heart filled with a mixture of passion and desire. She quickly said,

"No more, I need to rinse off."

Wu Long wasn't annoyed and said,

"My lady, it's perfect, let's take a bath together."

Without waiting for her protest, Wu Long carried her into the bathroom behind the flower-and-bird screen. In the summer, the Great Song Inn usually had bathtubs provided, making it a simple bathroom. Ruan Xingzhu felt the man's burning body temperature and rapid heartbeat as he embraced her. Soon she was put down again. His snow-white, lotus-root-like arms and smooth, beautiful, long legs, combined with her stunning beauty, made her breathtakingly gorgeous. Completely naked, Ruan Xingzhu stood pitifully and helplessly beside the huge bathtub, not knowing what to do.

Seeing her shy, bashful, alluring, and irresistibly tempting appearance, Wu Long could no longer resist. He stepped forward, one arm around her delicate, smooth shoulder, the other around her slender waist, pulling her close to his chest.

Ruan Xingzhu's mind went blank. Caught against Wu Long's hot, strong body, the beautiful woman was immediately startled to find a hard, large "thing" pressing against her soft abdomen. Admiring her shy and alluring beauty, Wu Long placed her in the bathtub. Then, with one hand gently stroking her smooth back and the other picking up a soap, he carefully rubbed the shy beauty with soap.

Ruan Xingzhu's ears burned red with embarrassment, her beautiful head bowed, silently blushing. She had never imagined that a man would bathe and wash her body for her. Even with Duan Zhengchun, they had never been so intimate. Her long, flowing hair, wet with water droplets, shone with a glossy black sheen, clinging to her body in clumps that contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin.

The water slowly soaked Ruan Xingzhu's entire body, washing away the sweat and tears. In the water, Ruan Xingzhu appeared even more alluring. Her mature, youthful body was exquisitely curvaceous, with firm yet soft curves that seemed almost too beautiful to touch. Her pair of soft, smooth breasts, like freshly peeled chicken heads, trembled and swayed proudly against her snow-white, translucent skin.

A pair of snow-white, perfectly rounded, smooth, and beautifully long legs; the delicate, jade-like inner thighs were so white and tender they were almost transparent, with a faint blue vein visible, connecting gracefully to her slender, slender waist, a sight that made one unable to resist caressing and stroking her. Her body, glistening with water droplets, appeared even more delicate and vibrant, truly a masterpiece of God.

Wu Long gently applied soap to Ruan Xingzhu's chest, abdomen, and thighs, then slowly spread it over every corner of her body, filling the bathroom with a subtle fragrance. As Wu Long applied the bath gel, he carefully examined the incomparably beautiful body before him, like a white lotus emerging from the water. Nourished by the dew, it appeared even more graceful and alluring.

Her already smooth and delicate skin became even more slippery and soft in the rich foam, especially her pair of flawless, youthful, and alluring firm breasts, which became exceptionally tender and smooth under Wu Long's constant gentle kneading. Wu Long's palms moved past Ruan Xingzhu's smooth and slender abdomen, heading straight for her soft, slightly raised, white mons pubis. Beneath

that snow-white, almost transparent mons pubis, where her long, jade-like legs met, only a glimpse of soft, lush silk could be seen, like a pink path in a peach garden, its spring beauty fully concealed. Wu Long's fingers, somewhat roughly, invaded this secret valley, pressing without restraint between the tender and sensitive jade paths, causing Ruan Xingzhu's beautiful body to tremble slightly. Ruan Xingzhu

's face and figure were like those of a celestial being, her beauty fully displaying mature and alluring charm, and her plump, large breasts had not sagged with age; her high, soft nipples were still enough to make any man intoxicated. Wu Long looked further down, noticing that her lower body still maintained that slender, serpentine waist, and below her lower abdomen, a row of thick, dark pubic hair covered her vulva—enough to drive any man wild. Looking further back, her beautifully shaped, plump buttocks stood erect.

Wu Long felt that Ruan Xingzhu hadn't aged despite the ravages of time; instead, she had been adorned by time, transforming into a captivatingly sexy woman. This mature and alluring beauty was something younger women couldn't match or learn, especially since Ruan Xingzhu was only about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. The hardships she had endured over the years had given her a unique aura that made men want to cherish her. Wu Long

seemed quite satisfied with his prey's reaction, stopping short of a full-blown exploration before his fingers quickly moved to his own area. Wu Long's hands began to caress her round and full buttocks, his hands stroking Ruan Xingzhu's fair, jade-like, round and pert buttocks in a circular motion. Ruan Xingzhu's waist began to twist quietly. Wu Long deeply parted her two full and extremely symmetrical mounds of flesh, his nimble fingers sucking deeply into the soft, fragrant flesh of her buttocks, his hands roaming incessantly over her cleft.

Wu Long extended his right middle finger and touched the center of Ruan Xingzhu's anus, gently pressing it inward.

"No—."

Wu Long's middle finger slowly inserted into her anus. Parted like this, she couldn't move. Ruan Xingzhu's senses reacted instantly, a sweet, numbing sensation concentrated entirely in her peach garden. Wu Long felt the layers of tender flesh inside Ruan Xingzhu's chrysanthemum tightly gripping his invading fingers. The warmth and tightness were perhaps even greater than in the Garden of Eden. His left hand continued to caress her pink buttocks and thighs, occasionally rubbing the small pink pearl at the entrance of her peach garden. Before long, nectar slowly flowed from Ruan Xingzhu's honey hole, stickily filling her anus. Her chrysanthemum hole gradually became slippery and smooth. Ruan Xingzhu felt her violated chrysanthemum bud being strongly attracted, immediately burning like a scald. The pressure on her anus caused her to let out a few soft, charming moans. In particular, the unbearable emptiness and itching deep inside her honey hole was even more unbearable, making her feel ashamed beyond measure. Wu Long's

fingers excitedly penetrated deeper, and Ruan Xingzhu felt as if her chrysanthemum hole was completely filled with a finger. The burning and stuffy feeling throughout her body made it difficult for her to breathe.

She couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!", her eyes tightly shut in shame, her snowy neck slightly arched, her full breasts swaying wildly. Wu Long's left hand immediately cooperated, both hands grasping her snowy breasts, his palms swirling and caressing her taut, firm breasts, kneading her crystal-clear, flawless white nipples, feeling their soft warmth and indescribable comfort. His left hand further climbed to the nipples, gently kneading them; the beautiful pink areolas, though not yet touched, were already round and plump.

"No—"

Suddenly, her body began to change, her whole body becoming hot and weak, she moaned weakly, her breasts swelling, a tingling, itchy sensation rising throughout her body, her eyes overflowing with lust, a painful yet pleasurable desire beginning to rise. Wu Long's right hand withdrew from her rear. He resumed caressing Ruan Xingzhu's breasts, his left hand tirelessly tasting the two bright red nipples, while his right hand relentlessly teased the pink clitoris at the entrance of her paradise. Waves of tingling pleasure washed over her, leaving her powerless and unwilling to resist.

Stimulated by the water, Ruan Xingzhu felt as if all her consciousness had been ripped away, her soul floating on clouds. Her hot, delicate body writhed and twisted, seemingly welcoming Wu Long's invasion. Her melodious, seductive cries pushed Wu Long's lust to its peak... Wu Long's touch told him that the pink pearls stood erect, the two crimson labia swollen. Suddenly, Wu Long plucked Ruan Xingzhu's vulva, and nectar gushed forth from her Eden like a bursting dam.

Wu Long still restrained himself. With repeated caresses and touches, Wu Long quickly examined every inch of Ruan Xingzhu's fair body. He then thoroughly rinsed the foam off her body with hot water, and while wiping her down, he meticulously and lovingly played with the incomparably beautiful, snow-white skin of this stunning woman. Wu Long

gently stroked her slender, graceful waist, then glided over her smooth, white, soft abdomen; he then played with Ruan Xingzhu's round, plump, and delicate buttocks; soon after, he slipped his fingers between Qi Qingsi's thighs… Wei Bo's pervasive, erotic teasing and arousing quickly brought the exquisite beauty in his arms to a state of soft, fragrant breathing and blushing beauty. Wu Long then began to rub and caress her body, stirring things up. His hands roamed freely over her breasts, buttocks, and legs, until Ruan Xingzhu moaned softly, her body weak and limp, completely collapsing into Wu Long's arms before he finally stopped.

Wu Long then lowered his head and whispered near the beauty's delicate earlobe, "Madam, it's your turn to wash with me..." Ruan Xingzhu lowered her head shyly, and after a long while, she reluctantly took the soap and, her face flushed, silently and shyly began to wipe Wu Long's body.

Ruan Xingzhu's face was flushed, her beauty shy and flustered, and she couldn't remember where she had wiped or missed. Her beautiful eyes were lowered, and she dared not look directly at Wu Long's naked and strong body.

After finishing wiping her upper body, she was about to move behind Wu Long to wipe herself when he grabbed her arm and said, "Wipe yourself in front of me." Ruan Xingzhu hesitated for a moment, but shyly complied. She quickly understood why, and blushed deeply.

To reach the right areas, Ruan Xingzhu had to press herself tightly against Wu Long. Not only were her breasts pressed against his chest, but his thick, hard penis was also pressed against her lower abdomen. As she wiped, her full, soft breasts rubbed against his chest.

Especially her two sensitive nipples, which, after becoming erect, writhed against his chest; while his large, hard penis bounced and bumped against her smooth, soft abdomen. Ruan Xingzhu, feeling shy, quickly finished wiping Wu Long's back. Just as she was about to pull her hand back, she dropped the soap on the ground in her haste. Panicked, she hurriedly bent down to pick it up, trying to hide her embarrassment from Wu Long. However, in her hasty bending, Wu Long's thick, imposing "big guy" brushed past her lips, sweeping across her burning face.

Ruan Xingzhu's cheeks flushed crimson. She bent down, forgetting to pick up the soap, stunned by the embarrassment and the fleeting, indescribably beautiful sensation. Her beautiful heart couldn't help but recall the exquisite pleasure of having a huge rod in her mouth on the bed. Her mind was in turmoil, her cheeks flushing crimson. It's no wonder she was so vulnerable, like a young girl. Her last intimate moment with Duan Zhengchun was over a decade ago. They had only recently reunited, but after just two or three days, before they could even rekindle their intimacy, Duan Zhengchun had died. And Wu Long's flirting techniques were too domineering; anyone who had sex with him, even if they didn't love him, would be completely captivated by his body, easily aroused.

Wu Long lowered himself slightly, his erect rod gently rubbing against her delicate, flawless face once more. Ruan Xingzhu finally snapped out of her daze. She quickly picked up the soap, stood up, and, like a shy young girl, her beauty flushed infinitely.

Wu Long's blood surged, and the lust that had just been extinguished reignited. He reached out and slipped his hands under Ruan Xingzhu's armpits, grasping her full breasts and gently kneading them. His penis, now erect and excited, pressed against her buttocks, bouncing slightly.

"No...no more..." Ruan Xingzhu trembled, struggling softly.

"My poison is gone, let me go..."

Wu Long wouldn't agree. His body pounded against her like a bull, and Ruan Xingzhu's resistance quickly dissipated. Soon, she was lost in desire. Ruan Xingzhu was dizzy and disoriented from Wu Long's ministrations, her lust boiling. She thrust upwards rapidly, shaking her head and moaning, climaxing again and again, her whole body convulsing, seemingly on the verge of collapse and paralysis. Although Wu Long was going at it hard, seeing Ruan Xingzhu's exhausted state, he withdrew his still erect penis, lowered her legs, and gently pulled her into his arms, kissing her forehead and cheeks.

Under Wu Long's gentle caresses, Ruan Xingzhu slowly awoke from her exhaustion, gratefully responding to his light kisses. Slowly, their lips met tightly. Ruan Xingzhu licked Wu Long's lips with her tongue; her delicate, soft tongue slid rhythmically across his mouth. Wu Long also slipped his tongue into Ruan Xingzhu's mouth, exploring it, and she immediately began to suckle. Ruan Xingzhu exhaled, her fragrance, like orchids, further arousing Wu Long's desire. Her cheeks gradually flushed pink, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

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