[Rebirth of Zhao Zhijing] (56)

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Rebirth of Zhao Zhijing, Chapter 56: Phoenix Welcoming Dragon
Author: wolui
Date: 2015-10-21
Words: 18812
The great hero Zhao Zhijing, who slew the Mongol demon king Temujin, has safely returned to the Central Plains. This exciting news
has been the most sensational event in the martial arts world in recent days.
The entire Quanzhen Sect is jubilant, feeling as if the light has instantly returned from the gloom.
During his tenure as the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, Zhao Zhijing's achievements surpassed even those of his founder, Wang Chongyang. After the sect's destruction,
he rebuilt Chongyang Palace on Longhu Mountain; at the Heroes' Assembly at Dasheng Pass, he defeated Bai Sun Daoren and
thwarted a foreign conspiracy; on the Song-Mongol border, he single-handedly rescued Guo Fu from captivity; on Guangming Peak, he killed Dongfang Bubai, the number one evil sect leader; at Wan'an Temple, he rescued
numerous righteous masters imprisoned by the Mongols; then came the grand ceremony for the reconstruction of Chongyang Palace, where congratulations came from all directions; and he led the elite of the Central Plains martial arts world to infiltrate the
grasslands to assassinate Temujin…
These truly significant events propelled Zhao Zhijing's reputation to unprecedented heights.
Although some Daoist scholars criticized this philandering Daoist for modifying the Quanzhen Sect's rule against marriage and then openly
keeping a large group of women of both righteous and evil nature at the foot of Longhu Mountain, his reputation as a renowned and romantic hero was, in
the eyes of many, merely a beautiful tale.
Meanwhile, the renowned leader of the Quanzhen Sect had already returned to Longhu Mountain.
He settled Wuyazi and the group of women in guest rooms at the Quanzhen Lower Courtyard, and then returned to the newly built Chongyang
Palace.
Along the way up the mountain, disciples knelt in welcome. Upon entering the stone gate of Chongyang Palace, he saw thousands of Quanzhen disciples kneeling in the large square in front of the palace, with Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi 　　, and a few other remaining second-generation disciples
at the front . 　　"Welcome back, Leader!" 　　The resounding voices of nearly a thousand people were deafening, their imposing presence echoing throughout the space. 　　Zhao Zhijing's figure blurred as he appeared before Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, and the others. With a flick of his wrist, he lifted the four second-generation disciples 　　, preventing them from bowing. 　　The sorcerer, with a solemn expression, said loudly, "Your elders are being too polite; it's beneath my dignity." 　　Qiu Chuji took the lead and shouted, "You endured countless hardships to successfully assassinate that extraterrestrial demon, Temujin. This 　　bow of mine is on behalf of the countless Song people who have fallen under the Mongol hooves. You are fully entitled to receive it!" 　　Wang Chuyi, Zhao Zhijing's mentor, was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and he 　　could barely speak, only repeatedly saying, "Very good...very good...Zhijing...you are very good..." 　　Zhao Zhijing's voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly: "All disciples, rise!" 　　Upon hearing this, everyone slowly straightened up and looked at the sect leader in the center of the square. 　　It was morning, and the sunlight shone on Zhao Zhijing's gray-blue Taoist 　　robe, which was fluttering in the mountain wind, turning it golden. Combined with his serene and otherworldly face, his aura was that of the 　　number one martial artist in the world. 　　The Taoist priest dealt with various affairs of the Quanzhen Sect. Actually, there wasn't much to do; after all, 　　the sect, having operated for many years, had its own mechanisms, much like a well-established company. The boss only needed to review 　　the general strategy; the details were handled by others. 　　That night, Zhao Zhijing quietly returned to the Zhao residence at the foot of Longhu Mountain. 　　He saw two young maids standing on either side of the door, looking around. 　　They were Xiao Zhao and Shuang'er. Upon seeing Zhao Zhijing, their eyes lit up with surprise and joy. They quickly ran over, each 　　taking the Taoist priest's hand, and exclaimed happily, "Master, you're back!" 　　Their eyes reddened slightly as they spoke. 　　Zhao Zhijing smiled slightly and said, "Let's go in together." 　　Xiao Zhao said softly, "Everyone is waiting in the hall. Only Miss Long is in her room taking care of her daughter because she vomited milk 　　, and Sister Ling Su is also in her room taking care of her. Everyone else is here. Xiao Zhao knew that Master would come today, so she has been 　　waiting outside the door..." 　　Shuang'er said, "Knowing that Master is safe and sound, everyone is very happy and has been waiting for a long time. Master... 　　you... you are truly a great hero. Before, we had no news of you, and Shuang'er... Shuang'er didn't know what to do. She 　　could only pray to the gods and Buddhas every day, hoping that Master would come back soon... Fortunately... fortunately, you have finally come back... 　　" As she spoke, the lovely little girl wiped away her tears. 　　Zhao Zhijing patted the two maids' heads, gently comforted them, and then walked into the hall. 　　He saw that all the chairs in the hall were filled with women, all of whom were beautiful and charming, among the most beautiful women in Jin Yong's world. 　　They all came out to greet their master after learning that Zhao Zhijing had returned. Of course, not everyone 　　was willing. For example, Dai Qisi secretly wished this lecherous man would die on the grasslands, but she still knew how to maintain appearances 　　. 　　The following twelve beauties were present: Li Mochou, Hong Lingbo, Gan Baobao, Zhong Ling, Qin Hongmian, Mu Wanqing, Dai Qisi, 　　Ren Yingying, Lan Fenghuang, Qu Feiyan, Huo Qingtong, and Kasili. 　　Xiaolongnu and Cheng Lingsu were not present, but were in their room caring for the baby. 　　Azi was also absent, presumably in a secret room disciplining Li Qingluo, her mother Ruan Xingzhu, and her sister Azhu. 　　This brought the total number of women in the Zhao residence to twenty. 　　Seven women were also housed at the Quanzhen Sect's lower courtyard on Longhu Mountain: Li Qiushui, Li Canghai, Li Qinglu, Wang Yuyan 　　, Xia Qingqing, Ning Zhongze, and Yue Lingshan. 　　There were also those with whom they had casual sex relationships, such as Luo Bing, Min Rou, Huang Rong, and Zhou Zhiruo. 　　The number of women in the demonic cultivator's harem had already exceeded thirty! 　　He looked around, his eyes filled with beautiful women, and couldn't help but feel smug: "To be able to collect all the women in Jin Yong's world into my 　　harem, my performance is truly extraordinary, haha... uh... no, I could practically have sex with saints 　　... hahaha." 　　Thinking of filthy things, his expression naturally became somewhat inappropriate. Seeing this, Li Mochou couldn't help but snort coldly and said: 　　"What lewd things are you thinking about now?" 　　Zhao Zhijing laughed and said: "I think, since we haven't seen each other for so long, why don't we simply sleep together tonight, and 　　be frank with each other, telling each other what has happened during this time." 　　Upon hearing this, most of the women blushed and scolded him.

Mu Wanqing, spoiled and willful, was extremely displeased to see the increasing number of women from the Taoist priest's group. She snorted,
flicked her wrist, and already had a hidden dart ready to shoot at the priest.
But Gan Baobao suddenly grabbed her hand, whispering, "Wanqing…he finally
returned safely from the grasslands…don't cause trouble now…"
Mu Wanqing gritted her teeth, "Anyway, I can't hit that bastard! I'll only use a fraction of my strength."
Zhong Ling, standing nearby, chuckled, "So, sister's reluctant to use her full strength."
Mu Wanqing's face flushed red, and she angrily pinched Zhong Ling's cheek, displaying a defiant and haughty demeanor
.
Behind them, Qin Hongmian sighed softly. Her personality was far less open and easygoing than Gan Baobao's;
the matter of mother and daughter sharing a bed was a major worry for her. Even though Zhao Zhijing's maddening bedroom skills
always brought her to multiple orgasms during their encounters, it hadn't completely changed the beautiful woman's mind.
She had originally planned to leave secretly, but was warned by the Red Serpent Fairy that if she
stole him while Zhao Zhijing was missing, her daughter would suffer.
In terms of martial arts, Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing combined couldn't defeat Li Mochou even with one hand. Warninged like this, and not
daring to tell her hot-tempered daughter, Qin Hongmian had no choice but to stay.
Actually, after being with Zhao Zhijing, Qin Hongmian was too ashamed to go to Duan Zhengchun, and didn't know
where to go if she really wanted to leave, so she just kept putting it off.
After seeing Zhao Zhijing safe, Huo Qingtong and Kasili knelt side by side on the ground, praying to God
. After the evil Taoist killed Temujin, these two beautiful Hui sisters truly regarded Zhao Zhijing as their husband. At this time,
due to long-term war, there were more women than men in the Hui region, and it was common for a man to have multiple women, so
they didn't object to their husbands having many wives and concubines. The tradition of Hui women was to be gentle and considerate,
serving their husbands diligently without complaint.
Ren Yingying, Lan Fenghuang, and Qu Feiyan were somewhat bewildered. It was Zuo Lengchan who had broken through the Sun Moon Sect and killed Ren Woxing
; now that the entire Songshan Sect was gone, their revenge was essentially complete.
They had become the women of the demonic path primarily through a transactional arrangement—to use the demonic path to hone their martial arts and kill
Zuo Lengchan. From the beginning, they hadn't had much affection for Zhao Zhijing.
Now, however, how to view their relationship left these three women somewhat at a loss. Of course, since Zhao Zhijing was Ren Yingying and Qu Feiyan's first man, and had given these two beautiful young women 　　considerable pleasure
in bed , they did feel a certain fondness for him. 　　Li Mochou thought fiercely, "You damned Taoist priest, you stinking Taoist priest, even sleeping with me like that! You're so lustful, be careful your manhood doesn't break 　　!" 　　But then she suddenly remembered the pleasure that the man's manhood had given her, and couldn't help but glance at his dreadful crotch 　　, thinking to herself, "If it breaks... that would be a pity..." 　　Zhao Zhijing took two steps forward, looking at Li Mochou's face, which was flushed red and then pale, and immediately laughed, "Mochou, your eyes are staring 　　at my lower body, and your face is all red. Do you want it?" 　　Li Mochou was startled and immediately came to her senses. She quickly took half a step back, her eyebrows raised, and snorted, "Nonsense! Who 　　wants you!?" After saying that, she felt a little guilty and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Hmph, why don't you go into the room and see 　　that girl? She hasn't seen her bastard father since she was born!" 　　After a few more words, Zhao Zhijing did as she was told and headed towards Xiaolongnu's room. 　　Gently pushing open the door, they saw a stunningly beautiful woman in white holding a swaddled baby, gently rocking and 　　soothing her. 　　Little Dragon Girl's perpetually youthful face was slightly plumper, radiating a loving maternal 　　glow, revealing a charm unlike any other. 　　Cheng Lingsu stood to the side, carefully watching the infant in the swaddling clothes. 　　Zhao Zhijing stepped forward, gently reaching out to softly embrace Little Dragon Girl's waist, and said softly, "Dragon Girl, 　　you've worked so hard." 　　Little Dragon Girl trembled, glancing at the man before her, then at the baby in her arms. A wave of 　　tenderness washed over her, and she involuntarily snuggled closer, leaning into the man's strong embrace. 　　Zhao Zhijing asked again, "Has our daughter's name been changed?" 　　Xiaolongnu gently shook her head. Cheng Lingsu, standing beside her, said, "Of course not. The name must 　　be decided by you, Master." 　　Zhao Zhijing looked at the sleeping baby girl, her tiny eyelids, chubby face, and adorable lips. A 　　sudden surge of blood connection welled up within him, and he thought to himself, "Of all my three lifetimes, this is my first true offspring." 　　Thinking this, a thought struck him: "I've slept with so many women, mostly through internal ejaculation. 　　Aside from Mingkong's trickery, only Xiaolongnu has become pregnant. Could this girl be some kind of troublemaker?" 　　Mingkong's ability to reincarnate through Huang Rong's womb made Zhao Zhijing more cautious, and he now harbored some suspicion. 　　Huang Rong was the first female protagonist in Jin Yong's novels, so the second must be Xiaolongnu. According to Mingkong, reincarnation required 　　finding a mother with the strongest protagonist's aura, and both Huang Rong and Xiaolongnu were suitable. However, Xiaolongnu had been pregnant for so 　　long, yet Mingkong hadn't given her any hints when she was awake. Perhaps it was just her own paranoia. 　　At this moment, both Xiaolongnu and Cheng Lingsu looked at the Taoist priest expectantly. The priest pondered for a moment, then remembered 　　a female celebrity he admired in modern society before his transmigration, and blurted out, "How about Zhao 　　Yazhi?" 　　He spoke too quickly, and Xiaolongnu didn't hear him clearly. She paused, her aloof goddess-like demeanor turning adorable, and 　　asked blankly, "What? A gigolo?" 　　Zhao Zhijing immediately laughed, "It's Zhao Yazhi, not a gigolo! You're really all looks and no brains." 　　With that, he reached out and touched the woman's full breasts. 　　Because Xiaolongnu was breastfeeding, her clothes were loose, easily allowing the man's large hand to slip inside her garments and 　　grasp her snow-white, full breasts. 　　"Ha, so big, at least a whole size bigger." 　　Heavy and trembling, a woman's bust is at its fullest when breastfeeding, and Xiaolongnu's breasts had swelled 　　considerably, almost as large as her senior sister Li Mochou's. 　　"Ah...no...don't...don't pinch...it's...coming out...ooh...stop..."

As the man kneaded her breasts, milky white fluid seeped from her erect nipples, making Xiaolongnu blush
with embarrassment.
Zhao Zhijing picked up his daughter, kissed her, and then handed her to Cheng Lingsu, saying, "You have too
much milk. If you don't express it, it will clog the meridians in your breasts and be bad for your health."
Xiaolongnu whispered, "She...she can't finish it...I'll express it myself..."
Zhao Zhijing ripped off Xiaolongnu's clothes, revealing her heavy, snow-white breasts, and lewdly said, "That's
too wasteful. Let me suck it out for you."
With that, he lovingly grasped the woman's breasts, half-squatting down, and took turns sucking on her nipples in a lewd manner
.
With a light bite and a little sucking, sweet milk flowed out continuously. He never expected that the slender and delicate Xiaolongnu
could produce so much milk.
Xiaolongnu wanted to say something, but after being sucked a few times by the evil Taoist, her body
went limp, her face flushed, and she began to moan, unable to speak.
Cheng Lingsu, watching this scene, blushed deeply. She placed the sleeping baby back on the bed, then suddenly remembered
something and hurriedly said in a trembling voice, "Master, Sister Long was injured during childbirth... uh... and... it's
inconvenient for her to have sex..."
The evil Taoist's true intention was naturally to do what was possible from behind, since Xiaolongnu's anus
had already been explored many times. However, in front of Cheng Lingsu, who was wholeheartedly devoted to him, this lecherous demon restrained himself somewhat. He
nodded, embraced Xiaolongnu, and softly comforted her, "Long'er, you've suffered."
The image of Yang Guo flashed through Xiaolongnu's mind, and she sighed softly before leaning into the man's embrace.
Zhao Zhijing stretched out his hand and pulled Cheng Lingsu over as well, embracing both women with considerable tenderness.
At this moment, the baby on the bed suddenly cried out. The two women quickly
picked up the infant and comforted her, ignoring Zhao Zhijing.
Leaving Xiaolongnu's room, a beautiful figure in purple stood quietly by the corridor—a stunningly
beautiful young woman with an exceptionally voluptuous figure.
"Master, what you instructed me to do, Azi has done."
Zhao Zhijing walked up, a lewd smile on his face, and nodded, saying, "Very well, I'll go and inspect the goods then, haha." Two
days passed. Zhao Zhijing was very busy, handling teaching affairs during the day and comforting his wives and concubines at night. He
also had no time to attend to Li Qiushui, Li Qinglu, and the others he had placed in the Quanzhen Lower Courtyard.
That night, Wang Yuyan was preparing to go to sleep when Azi pushed open the door and said that Zhao Zhijing had invited her.
Wang Yuyan blushed instantly and whispered, "It's so late, what...what's wrong with him?"
Although she had been with him many times, this girl was still shy. Thinking of the large group of women at the Zhao residence,
she felt resentful and unsure of herself.
Azi smiled and took Wang Yuyan's hand, pulling her out the door, saying, "You
know what kind of person Master is, he definitely wants you to sleep with him."
Wang Yuyan was extremely embarrassed and struggled, saying, "This...this...ah...I...I don't want to go...
it's so embarrassing..."
Azi said, "Oh dear, sister, are you being so loud? Do you want everyone else to know?"
Wang Yuyan quickly shut up and then said anxiously in a soft voice, "Azi, don't do this, I...I won't
go..."
Azi was too lazy to talk, and just kept pulling her half-sister down the mountain.
Inside a room at the Quanzhen Lower Courtyard, Li Qinglu frowned and said to Li Qiushui, "In Qinglu's opinion, Zhao Zhijing
seems to prefer Sister Yuyan more."
Li Qiushui smiled gently and said, "That's alright, they're all from our Li family. The Song Emperor already knows
Zhao Zhijing has returned to Longhu Mountain and will soon send someone to summon this Taoist to the palace. Hmph, that guess is ninety percent true.
Actually, given Zhao Zhijing's personality, if he knows there's such an opportunity, he'll make even a false one seem true. When
he ascends the throne, I will definitely put you on the throne as Empress... Hmm... but how to get Canghai to
that lecherous Taoist's bed according to the agreement, I need to think about that..."
Li Qinglu's charming and pretty face flushed with excitement. The prospect of becoming Empress was truly something to look forward to.
Soon, Azi and Wang Yuyan arrived at the Zhao residence at the foot of the mountain.
Wang Yuyan felt uneasy. She heard Azi say with a grin, "Today is a day worth celebrating."
Wang Yuyan froze, a bad premonition rising in her heart.
Azi pulled the reluctant Wang Yuyan deeper into the mansion, until they reached a secluded courtyard
.
"Ah...ah ah...ah...no...ah...no...ah...it's...it's going to break...
ah ah..."
A strange yet somewhat familiar female moan reached her ears. Wang Yuyan trembled. Her memory was excellent; she immediately
recalled the sound, her voice trembling, "That voice...is it Sister Azhu?"
Duan Zhengchun's illegitimate daughters already knew each other's identities. Ordered by age, the eldest was Mu Wanqing,
the second was Wang Yuyan, the third was Azhu, the fourth was Zhong Ling, and the youngest was Azi. Of course, if ordered by breast
size, the order would be almost reversed. Azi was the eldest, Zhong Ling, who inherited her mother Gan Baobao's large breasts, was second
, Azhu was about the same size as Wang Yuyan, and the tallest and slender Mu Wanqing was the youngest.
Azi smiled without speaking, forcefully pulling Wang Yuyan into the room and closing the door behind her.
On the large bed were one man and three women, all naked. Two of the women,
Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling, were already panting and lying on the side, their bodies flushed, clearly exhausted from the ordeal and needing to rest.
Zhao Zhijing was currently on top of a beautiful, fair-skinned girl, brutally ravaging her
. It was Azhu.
Wang Yuyan took two steps forward, her eyes wide with disbelief, and after a long while, she said, "How... how could
this be... Sister Azhu... she... she likes Hero Xiao, doesn't she?"
During the Chongyang Palace ceremony, Xiao Feng braved the dangers to take Azhu to Longhu Mountain for medical treatment, and their deep affection could not be hidden from
anyone. Wang Yuyan was also present at the time and was deeply impressed. Later, upon learning that A'Zhu was her half-
sister, she valued her even more.
Although she hadn't heard from A'Zhu recently, she only knew that her sister was seriously injured and busy with treatment.
Unexpectedly, upon seeing her again, A'Zhu had already recovered from her injuries and was being brutally violated by her man
.
Wang Yuyan gritted her teeth, tears welling in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Zhao Zhijing, how could you do this?! A'Zhu
is clearly Xiao Feng's lover, how could you... how could you do this!"
Zhao Zhijing's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Yuyan, you've misunderstood. Very well, let A'Zhu explain herself."
After saying that, he stopped moving, letting the writhing female body beneath him cool down a bit.
A'Zhu cried out coquettishly, "Don't stop... Waaah... Don't stop... A'Zhu... A'Zhu is almost there
... I... I'm going to... I'm going to fly... Waaah... Don't stop..."
A'Zi's lips curled into a smile, and she giggled, "You only lost your virginity two days ago, and you're already getting wild so quickly, no
wonder you're my older sister."
Wang Yuyan was stunned, her mind a complete mess. Weren't A'Zhu and Xiao Feng lovers who would share life and death
? What was going on now?
A strange green glint flashed in Zhao Zhijing's eyes, a sign that his modified Soul Transfer Technique was activating.
A'Zhu stammered, "A'Zhu... after A'Zhu's injuries healed, she got a little playful and disguised herself
as A'Zi to deceive people... Who... who knew... Ahh... so... so deep... Ahh... inserted... inserted
all the way in... Ahh..."
A'Zi chimed in, "Sister, she disguised herself as me, but it just so happened that Master came looking for her. Uh
... I'm not afraid to tell you, Sister Yu Yan, A'Zi sometimes plays some exciting games with Master, like pretending to rape or something ... Master didn't see through your disguise, he pressed her pressure points, and dragged her to the bed... He 　　only realized it when he saw the bleeding
during penetration ..." 　　Wang Yu Yan found it absurd and bizarre. Could such a thing really happen? 　　A'Zhu groaned, "Ugh...that's it...that's it...but...but it's precisely because of this 　　that I know...ah...that this is so comfortable...ah...so...so good 　　...ah..." 　　Zhao Zhijing thrust forcefully, a hint of guilt in his eyes, and sighed, "It's all a twist of fate, but since 　　that's how it is, I have no choice but to take responsibility." 　　A'Zhu clung tightly to the demon Taoist with both hands and feet, moaning lewdly, and said, "Brother Xiao...he 　　hasn't sent a single letter in so long...I suppose he, as the Southern King of Liao, has long forgotten A'Zhu 　　...ah...now...now I only need you, sir...ah..." 　　The plot development in this world differs slightly from the original novel of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, lacking the part where A'Zhu, after being healed by Xue Muhua, 　　went to find Qiao Feng to wander the world together, and the two didn't even have a chance to formally express their feelings. Xiao Feng 　　had actually sent a letter to inquire about A'Zhu's injuries, but it was intercepted by Zhao Zhijing, who then pretended to respond in A'Zhu's cold tone 　　. 　　Xiao Feng, a hero of his time, naturally didn't know the despicable methods of Zhao Zhijing. He only thought A'Zhu wasn't 　　the person he imagined, and with a bitter smile, he buried his feelings deep in his heart. 　　Meanwhile, A'Zhu had been first trained by A'Zi, and then raped and deflowered by Zhao Zhijing. At the 　　moment when her hymen was broken and her mind was most agitated, Zhao Zhijing used a soul-shifting technique to weave a false memory, and then used 　　drugs and sexual techniques to completely control this poor girl. 　　"Ah...ahhh...it's...it's coming...woo...it's coming...ahhh...I 　　'm going to come...ahhh...ahhh..." 　　A'Zhu's delicate body writhed violently, her waist arched, her head thrown back, finally reaching a peak of ecstasy as the man brought her to her 　　climax, screaming and ravaging as she reached the highest point. 　　Zhao Zhijing felt the tight contractions of the girl's wet, tender orifice during her orgasm, and breathed a sigh of pleasure. After a while, 　　he slowly withdrew his thick, long, and sturdy penis, pointing at Wang Yuyan and Azi. 　　He licked his lips, beckoned, and said in a commanding tone, "You two come over too. Today is 　　a great day for you sisters to reunite." 　　Wang Yuyan shook her head in fear, but Azi hugged her from behind, gently untying her sash, and 　　said in a seductive voice, "Sister, we've both been fucked by Master's big penis, what's there to be ashamed of?" 　　Wang Yuyan's thoughts were extremely chaotic, but under the combined attack and teasing of Zhao Zhijing and Azi, she quickly collapsed 　　, was stripped naked, and thrown onto the bed, allowing the man to play with her. 　　Mu Wanqing, seemingly recovering from her climax, saw Zhao Zhijing ravaging Wang Yuyan 　　and gritted her teeth, spitting out a vicious curse: "That despicable lecher has 　　taken all five of us sisters!" 　　Although she was proud and arrogant, despite her fierceness towards Zhong Ling, she actually cared for her deeply. Knowing she was 　　the eldest of the five sisters, she felt a sense of responsibility to protect them. Discovering that all five 　　had been taken into the lecher's room filled her with indescribable anger. And yet, it seemed everyone had done it willingly, 　　leaving her unable to vent her anger. 　　Zhong Ling chuckled softly, tugged at Mu Wanqing's hand, and said sweetly, "Sister, don't think so much, 　　let's go over there." 　　Mu Wanqing spat, shook off Zhong Ling's hand, and snorted, "Go over there? What for?" 　　Zhong Ling wasn't angry, and pouted, "Ling'er... Ling'er still wants more... I... I just had an orgasm 　　... I... I still want Master's big stick inside me..." 　　After saying that, she ignored Mu Wanqing and crawled on all fours towards Zhao Zhijing. 　　She was petite, but well-developed, with large breasts and a round bottom. As she crawled, her two snow-white breasts 　　swayed constantly, making her look like a charming and sexy little female dog. 　　Mu Wanqing was so angry that her teeth itched. She gritted her teeth and said, "You... you... you're despicable... shameless 　　... you... you... I..." 　　As she spoke, she didn't even know what she was saying anymore. She crawled over as well, and when she saw Zhong Ling's plump 　　buttocks in front of her, she slapped her angrily. 　　With a loud smack, Zhong Ling quickly covered her bottom, turned around, and complained, "Ouch...it hurts 　　...sister...if you want it...Ling'er will only let you have your way once... 　　why did you spank me?"

Hearing that she would enjoy herself first, Mu Wanqing's heart fluttered, and her pretty face flushed, but she immediately turned her head away and spat
out a disdainful "Who...who cares!"
Ahhh... Several rapid moans came from the side, as Zhao Zhijing had already begun to have sex with Wang Yuyan.
Zhao Zhijing was lying on the bed, while Wang Yuyan was riding on top of him, in a position of woman on top of man.
Wang Yuyan was overwhelmed with shame. Her sister was right next to her, and she was like this. She wished she
could disappear into the ground.
"No...don't do this...Waaah...Master...can we...change positions? Waaah...I'm
so embarrassed...Waaah..."
"Hehe, Yuyan, weren't you quite uninhibited when you were with Qinglu? Now that you're sisters, you're acting all coy
?"
Wang Yuyan's body had been developed many times by the evil Taoist priest, and now she was a little slut who could orgasm even from having her ass fucked
. At first, it was a little awkward, but as they continued, the overwhelming pleasure deep within her body gradually made
her lose herself.
"Haa...haa...ah...woo...ah...ah...um...um...ah..."
Wang Yuyan's moans were soft, as if she was trying hard to suppress herself, but she couldn't hold back anymore.
*Plop...plop...plop...*
The thick penis forced its way into her tight, pink vagina, thrusting in and out repeatedly, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowed
out with each thrust, wetting both of their pubic hair.
"Yu Yan, is it comfortable?"
"Waaah...waaah...no...I don't know...ahhh..."
"Besides Wan Qing, you're the eldest. As the second sister, you can't lie to your younger sister." "
Waaah...uhh...ah...why is this...ah...don't...don't ask anymore...ahhhhh
..."
Zhao Zhijing thrust forcefully upwards from below while reaching between Wang Yu Yan's thighs, inserting his index finger into her anus,
gently probing, and commanding, "Speak quickly! Otherwise, I'll fuck your backside in a bit, let them see
how lewd my second sister can orgasm even when her ass is being fucked."
"Waaah...no...Yu Yan...Yu Yan will tell...ahhh...it feels so good...ahhh...so
...so good..."
"What feels good? Be clear."
"Waaah...you're bullying me...waaah...it feels so good...ahhh...Master...Master is fucking Yu Yan so
good...ahhh..."
Wang Yu Yan's originally pure and sweet face, like a water lily, now displayed a seductive charm. She pursed her lips,
as if she was about to cry. But it wasn't an expression of discomfort; rather, it was as if she was trying her best to endure, yet still
unable to extricate herself from the pleasure. Her snow-white naked body flushed red, and with the rise and fall of her delicate body, her pair of pert
breasts bounced rhythmically, creating alluring waves of flesh.
"Oh, is that so? Master's big cock feels so good inside you, so Yu Yan, you're squeezing so tightly, right
?"
"Yes...yes...woo...don't...don't bully Yu Yan...woo...ahhh...again
...again it's inside...ahhh..."
The thick cock was completely inserted into Wang Yu Yan's vagina, thrusting powerfully from bottom to top, seemingly able to lift
the girl's delicate and slender body.
"Alright, don't just watch, you all come and serve too."
Zhong Ling nodded with a charming smile and crawled over.
A Zi also took off her clothes, revealing her hot and sexy body, and climbed onto the bed.
A Zhu also struggled to sit up from the afterglow of her orgasm.
Seeing this, Mu Wanqing gritted her teeth and angrily crawled over. She was
one of the earliest women to follow the demonic cultivator. Although she was fierce in words, she was already used to cooperating with other women in bed.
They surrounded Zhao Zhijing, exchanged glances, and were a little at a loss as to how to handle so many people.
Finally, Azi said, "My sister and I will be on top, and Qing-jie and Ling-jie will be on the bottom." A
moment later, Zhao Zhijing was sprawled out, his waist motionless, letting Wang Yuyan twist her waist and
actively swallow his penis with her tender orifice.
Azi and Azhu were on either side of him, their breasts pressing against his shoulders, their delicate tongues licking his
earlobes.
Azhu had completely succumbed to the influence of the Soul Transfer Technique, her starry eyes half-closed, her breath sweet as orchids, and she breathed hot air into the demonic cultivator's ear
. Azi was even more of a little slut, occasionally cupping her full breasts and stuffing her pale pink nipples
into the man's mouth, letting him suckle at will.
Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling lay on his legs, licking the inside of his thighs with their tongues.
The women's soft, moist tongues licked his body, accompanied by soft moans, making the demon's
penis, which was inserted into Wang Yuyan's vagina, even harder and more excited, throbbing with excitement.
Wang Yuyan, who was undulating her hips, also felt it, her body trembling constantly, moaning, "Ah
...ah...it's so big...so swollen...woo...woo...ah...I can't take it anymore...woo...
ah...I can't stand it...ah..."
Azi, the most lewd of them all, heard Wang Yuyan's moans and turned around, giggling, "Sister Yuyan,
is it really that comfortable?" As she spoke, she reached out and touched Wang Yuyan's breasts, pinching her already erect
nipples with her thumb and forefinger, gently rubbing them, adding, "Your nipples are so hard. You were reluctant when I called you over,
hehe, but deep down you wished the master would fuck you every night."
"Woo...it's so itchy...don't...don't pinch there...ah...Azi...woo...don't touch
my nipples...ah...ah..."
Mu Wanqing, who had once gone to the Wang family in Suzhou to assassinate Li Qingluo, didn't have much affection for Wang Yuyan. Although she
now knew they were sisters, she still harbored some resentment. At this moment, she was lying on the Taoist priest's lap, watching her
half-sister's snow-white, pert buttocks rise and fall rapidly, accompanied by moans. A pang of jealousy rose within her, and
she cursed her as a little slut. She reached out her jade-like hand, touched Wang Yuyan
's snow-white buttocks, pinched her flesh, and twisted it hard. Instantly, Wang Yuyan let out a sharp scream, her flat, snow-white abdomen visibly trembled, and
then her whole body went limp. She quickly braced herself with her hands on the man's chest, moaning loudly, "It's coming..."
" ...Ah...almost...almost...ah...I'm coming...ah...almost...almost..."
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a beautiful woman dressed in a white, transparent gauze dress walked into the room.
"Ah! Yu...Yu Yan?"
"Ah! Mother!?"
This beautiful woman in revealing attire was none other than Wang Yu Yan's mother, Li Qingluo!
Wang Yu Yan was completely bewildered as to what was happening, why her mother was here, and why she was wearing
such revealing clothing, leaving her mind a jumbled mess as she was about to climax.
Zhao Zhijing lewdly grinned, thrusting his hips forward, his large penis forcefully plunging upwards, directly into
the girl's flower core.
Wang Yuyan couldn't bear it any longer. She screamed and twisted her body, pleading, "Ugh... ahh... wait
... wait a minute... don't... don't move... no... ahh... no... ah... Master, please stop
... Yuyan doesn't want to... don't have an orgasm in front of Mother... ahh... ugh... no... ah..."
Li Qingluo hurriedly walked to the bedside with a look of anxiety. Her full breasts, visible to the naked eye
, bounced with each step through the transparent gauze. She looked at her daughter, who was completely lost in pleasure, and asked in surprise ... "Yu Yan,
you... how did you get here? Damn it, release my daughter!"
A Zi, lying on the bed, propped herself up, smiling at Li Qingluo, and blinked, saying, "Sister Yu Yan is Master
's woman." She paused, staring at Li Qingluo, making her feel uneasy, and added, "Aunt Li, you are too,
hehe."
Having experienced A Zi's cruel training, Li Qingluo felt a chill run down her spine, remembering the terrifying
methods this little devilish girl had used to make people wish they were dead, and involuntarily took a step back.
At this moment, three women filed in from outside, also dressed in transparent gauze: Gan Baobao, Qin
Hongmian, and Ruan Xingzhu.
Gan Baobao hugged Qin Hongmian, seemingly very affectionately, but Qin Hongmian's face was filled with hatred,
her body limp as Gan Baobao led her away, clearly her acupoints sealed.
"We're here... ahh... we're here... ooh... Mother... don't look... ahh... don't look at Yuyan
... ahhh... orgasm... ah... I'm... I'm going to fly... ooh... ooh ooh..."
Under the gaze of her own mother, Wang Yuyan's vagina suddenly tightened, the wrinkled flesh tightly
wrapped around Zhao Zhijing's big penis, her juices gushing out, finally reaching the peak of orgasm, moaning and trembling as she collapsed
.
While orgasming, she also let out sweet sobs of shame, this female academic genius from Jin Yong's world
was simply being played with.
A Zi smiled charmingly: "Aunt Li, seeing your daughter so comfortable, you're wet too, aren't you?"
Li Qingluo's face, which resembled her daughter's seven or eight parts, but with a more mature charm, immediately turned pale, but
she dared not refute, and could only lower her head.
Zhao Zhijing carried the limp and delirious Wang Yuyan to the side, then beckoned to Li Qingluo, pointing
to his still erect penis.
Li Qingluo was actually extremely ruthless; countless innocent men had been buried at Mantuo Manor. But now,
seeing Zhao Zhijing's half-closed eyes, she felt her hair stand on end and dared not resist at all, unaware of
the kind of "training" she had endured during her imprisonment.
Wang Yuyan, still dazed from her climax, opened her beautiful eyes and saw her mother kneeling
between Zhao Zhijing's legs, her mouth open, sucking and swallowing the man's penis.
"Mother…you…how…uh…what's going on?"
Wang Yuyan was completely bewildered by what she was seeing.
Li Qingluo was filled with shame and had no idea how to explain. But then Zhao Zhijing's voice rang in her ears:
"Qingluo, answer as I command, understand?"
A small hand gently caressed her buttocks; it was the little devil, Azi. Slowly, the little devil
's fingers approached her anus. Li Qingluo shuddered, a flash of fear crossing her face. She immediately spat out the penis and said in a slutty voice,
"Yuyan, lend this big penis to your mother for a moment."
Wang Yuyan was dumbfounded, speechless. Her
mother, whom she remembered as serious and rigid, who hated all men, was now like a sexually frustrated prostitute, skillfully licking a man's genitals.
At the other end of the bed, the scene was even more astonishing.
Gan Baobao and Zhong Ling, Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing, Ruan Xingzhu and Azhu—three pairs of naked mothers and daughters—
lay on the bed, embracing each other. In each case, the mother lay on the bed frame, the daughter on top of her.
Gan Baobao and Zhong Ling, mother and daughter, were both petite and delicate, but their breasts were the largest, the flesh squeezed
out to the sides, a breathtaking sight. They were very uninhibited, hugging each other tightly and twisting their bodies,
their nipples and vulvas rubbing against each other, both panting heavily, their excitement causing them to drip with lustful fluids.
Ruan Xingzhu and A Zhu were a bit strange, perhaps influenced by their training. Ruan Xingzhu had
a loving expression, while A Zhu had a look of filial piety; just looking at their faces, they seemed like a touching mother and daughter. But their naked
bodies were tightly embraced, stimulating each other's sensitive spots with their hands, incredibly lewd. If Gan Baobao and her daughter
were a D cup or larger, then this mother and daughter were around a C cup.
Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing next to them were tall and slender, their cup size probably only a B, but
both mother and daughter had long, white, beautiful legs, and their intertwined bodies created a stunning visual effect. The mother and daughter remained
motionless, clearly unwilling but immobilized by pressure point manipulation.
Li Qingluo crawled to Wang Yuyan, hugged her daughter, and whispered, "Yuyan, let's go over there."
Wang Yuyan, still weak from her recent climax, could only shake her head helplessly
, but was immediately pulled over and laid on the bed by Li Qingluo.
Zhao Zhijing glanced at Azi, who was smiling like a little fox, and whispered, "Good job, Zi girl, you've made
that woman completely submissive. I'll think about how to reward you."
Azi chuckled and whispered, "That bitch Li Qingluo may look fierce, but she's actually spoiled and
cowardly. I've dealt with countless people like that back in Xingxiu Sea, it was easy. My mother was also..."
" Like that, easily dealt with. I just didn't expect Sister A'Zhu, who looks so gentle and weak, to be so resilient. If it weren't
for Master's soul-shifting technique, I probably wouldn't have been able to handle her."
At this moment, the four pairs of mothers and daughters had already assumed their positions, embracing each other on the couch, their buttocks facing Zhao Zhijing, their alluring
slits pressed tightly together—a veritable four-person lovemaking arrangement.
The sorcerer pulled the four pairs of mothers and daughters to the edge of the bed, then climbed down and stood beside it, his erect penis casually
manipulating them.
"Hehe, no wonder they're mother and daughters, even the shape of their cunts is very similar, pressed so tightly together, like a flounder kiss,
and four pairs at that, haha."
In his smugness, Zhao Zhijing suddenly had a thought, thinking to himself, "Come to think of it, I've already
slept with most of the beauties in Jin Yong's world. But this process seems a bit too easy. These
women, most of whom are independent and have their own opinions, have actually accepted this lewd act of sleeping with a mother and daughter. It's really unbelievable
. Could it be that I really have some kind of brain-dead aura?"
Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, recalling a question he hadn't considered before: "In modern society, while I
'm not exactly a good person, I wouldn't be this lecherous. The most important thing right now is to figure out
what kind of thing is possessing Zhao Min, but why am I so focused on sleeping with women?
According to my personality before transmigrating, I would definitely focus on doing the important things first before considering enjoyment.
Now, I seem to have become a lecherous dog. What has influenced me? Bian Bufu was
like this back then, and now that I've transmigrated into Zhao Zhijing, I'm the same..."
However, these doubts were instantly forgotten.
Four beautiful mothers and daughters, naked and alluring, were before him, inviting his pleasure. How could he resist?
The wicked Taoist thrust his hips forward, his thick penis rubbing against the tightly pressed vulvas of one of the mothers and daughters, the glans brushing
against their intertwined, curly pubic hair.
Wang Yuyan and Li Qingluo both let out a soft moan, having chosen them.
Wang Yuyan, who had initially struggled, felt the hard thing poking and prodding against her flower-like opening,
a tingling sensation spreading through her burning lower abdomen. Her face flushed, her heart pounded, and she was speechless.
Li Qingluo was even more unbearable, trembling all over, her skin turning red. After just a few rubs, she was aroused,
waves of lustful fluid gushing from her lower body, clearly the aphrodisiac taking effect.
Azi leaned closer, smiling seductively, and said, "Master, I've applied aphrodisiacs to them all. Can you handle them all by yourself
?"
Zhao Zhijing laughed and said, "We'll find out soon enough, you little devil. Come along too."
Azi nodded obediently, leaned closer, and hugged the Taoist priest from behind. Her small hands touched the man's chest, and her large breasts
pressed against his back, teasing him.
While having sex with her, Zhao Zhijing said, "Qingluo, what else do you have to worry about? Although you
were forced to have sex with me that day because you were poisoned by Yun Zhonghe's aphrodisiac, now that things have come to this, there's no need to hide it from Yuyan anymore."
Wang Yuyan heard Zhao Zhijing's words and thought to herself, "So that's why Mother had sex with him
? But..."
But then she heard Zhao Zhijing say again, "But I didn't expect that after that time, you couldn't bear to part with me and insisted on staying
here, forcing me to have sex with you... Sigh, knowing that I just returned from the Great Grassland, you immediately rushed over
..."
Li Qingluo was so angry that she gritted her teeth. It was clearly this lewd Taoist who took the opportunity to rape her and then kept her
imprisoned and played with!
But she dared not refute him at this moment. As soon as Zhao Zhijing returned, he planted a life-and-death talisman on her body. Having tasted
the terrifying feeling of wanting to live but not wanting to die, Li Qingluo was completely submissive.
Wang Yuyan looked at her mother with some surprise. According to Zhao Zhijing, was
n't her mother a lewd woman? Having been with him once, she couldn't bear the feeling and clung to men all day.
Li Qingluo closed her eyes in shame and anger, tightly hugging her daughter, saying nothing.
Gan Baobao, standing beside her, was also an accomplice, laughing lewdly, "Master, Baobao and Ling'er want some too, they're
so itchy!"
Li Qingluo was extremely possessive and had a violent and vicious temper. Although she dared not resist Zhao Zhijing's lewd power,
she had no scruples towards other women, especially since these women were her enemies. At this moment, she was
enjoying the pleasure of being penetrated, and hearing Gan Baobao's words, she felt a surge of anger, as if her beloved toy had been snatched away.
Her large, white, snake-like body writhed as she said in a slightly hoarse voice, "No, Master
's... uh... cock belongs to Qingluo and Yuyan, you can't give it to that woman!"
Wang Yuyan was extremely ashamed. She already felt
extremely awkward being fucked from behind by a man while pressed against her mother, and now hearing Li Qingluo's lewd words, she couldn't help but stammer, "Mother... ahh... don't do this
... give it to them if they want it... oh... so shameful... so shameful... woo..."
Li Qingluo was currently in the throes of high sexual desire, and her mind was a little hazy. How could she bear to give her cock to
someone else? She felt that her daughter was truly ungrateful and had no consideration for her at all, so she couldn't help but
retort like a shrew, "You were just fucked so well, and now it's your mother's turn and you're making excuses?"
As she spoke, she became angrier and snorted, reaching out and slapping Wang Yuyan's pert little buttocks
, as if punishing her naughty daughter when she was a child.
Being spanked in front of everyone, Wang Yuyan's eyes immediately reddened, feeling wronged and almost crying
.
Zhao Zhijing ignored the mother and daughter's bickering, continuing to thrust his penis in and out, his hands reaching out to the sides, where
Gan Baobao and Zhong Ling on the left, and Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing on the right, all began to moan softly.
Azi chuckled, kissed the man's back, and then went to Ruan Xingzhu and Azhu in the corner, saying in a sweet voice,
"Master doesn't have time to deal with this, so let Azi do it for him."
With that, she knelt on the ground, bringing her little head close to her mother and sister's tightly pressed vulvas,
licking them together.
The moon was high in the sky, the night was as still as water, and Li Mochou tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
Suddenly, she propped herself up, rolled off the bed, and muttered viciously to herself, "That stinky Taoist priest, he's not even in the little..."
"Which woman's room did the Dragon Girl spend the night in tonight?!"
The more she thought about it, the more indignant she became. She put on her clothes, pushed open the door, and went out.
After taking a few steps, she paused, hesitatingly
muttering to herself, "No, why would I go looking for him? It's a good thing he's not bothering me..."
After hesitating for a while, the proud and pretty Taoist nun stomped her foot, spat, and returned to her room,
lying back down on her bed.
But she still couldn't fall asleep. After a while, she called out, "Lingbo, come in!"
Hong Lingbo's room was next to Li Mochou's. Hearing her master's call, she hurriedly ran over.
Ever since Li Mochou and her master followed the lecherous Zhao Zhijing, Hong Lingbo had become like Li Mochou's concubine,
often serving men in bed together, their relationship even closer than before.
Basically, when Zhao Zhijing was having sex with Li Mochou, Hong Lingbo would help push her buttocks from behind—that was roughly
it.
Li Mochou hesitated for a moment, then said, "Lingbo, go see where that bastard ran off to."
Hong Lingbo was taken aback, but immediately understood and nodded hastily.
Having grown up under Li Mochou's tyranny, she was used to pleasing her master, so she said in a show of sympathy,
"Master, you are the head wife of this household. How could Master run off to spend the night with another vixen as soon as he gets back!"
"Pah! Who cares about that bastard! Shut up!"
Seeing Li Mochou's sudden outburst of anger, Hong Lingbo was startled. She hadn't expected her flattery to backfire. She quickly
slapped herself lightly and said ingratiatingly, "Yes, yes, disciple was too talkative
. Lingbo will go out and find out right away."
With that, she dashed out like a wisp of smoke.
Although Hong Lingbo appeared respectful, he was inwardly resentful: "What's with the swagger? Didn't I hear
you moaning and calling out that Taoist's name during your masturbation show? You're just taking it out on me! Humph,
your legs went weak the moment that lecherous Taoist's big cock entered you."
Although the house was quite large with many rooms, Hong Lingbo found it quickly.
Before even getting close, he could already hear the sounds of women's moans rising and falling.
Hong Lingbo blushed and quietly approached, peeking through the crack in the window.
The tall, beautiful woman was stunned.
She murmured, "One...two...three...four...wow...nine women..."
The scene inside could only be described as utterly depraved. Zhao Zhijing stood in
the center of the room, his penis erect, while nine naked women surrounded him, lying side-by-side with their buttocks raised, forming a
circle.
"Heavens, still...still masturbating...oh dear, it's all mothers and daughters!"
Zhao Zhijing, standing in the center, sighed, "It's a pity Dao Baifeng is missing, otherwise we'd have ten
." Then, this lewd man stroked his penis and chanted, "To know that my little brother is raised high, inserting chrysanthemums everywhere,
one is missing."
Hong Lingbo covered her mouth in shock, her mind racing like a thousand alpacas.
She dared not look any longer and hurriedly returned to Li Mochou to report the situation.
Hearing the lewd scene over there, Li Mochou snorted angrily and slammed her palm on the pear wood round table in front of her.
Instantly, the entire table was smashed into dust, demonstrating the incomparably profound internal strength cultivation of the Red Serpent Fairy after mastering the Nine Yin Manual
.
Hong Lingbo fell silent, trembling for a long while before finally saying, "Those women are shameless, mother and daughter in bed together
... together. They masturbate while wiggling their asses, begging the master to fuck them."
Li Mochou sneered, "Mother and daughter, sister and younger sister, that's
the combination those scumbags love most." As she spoke, she sighed sadly and waved for Hong Lingbo to leave.
With no one else in the room, Li Mochou sat blankly for a while before lying back down on the bed, staring intently at the ceiling, murmuring
, "I... what's wrong with me... why do I feel so uncomfortable... I clearly... I clearly
knew from the beginning that he was this kind of person... lecherous, shameless, vulgar, and depraved, but... I still think about him
... I still think about him..."
In a daze, Li Mochou couldn't help but think of the moments between her and Zhao Zhijing.
She was captured outside the ancient tomb, then raped by that bastard, losing her virginity, then subjected to various forms of training, and thoroughly
played with. She desperately wanted to die with him, but her martial arts skills were far inferior, and she was utterly powerless to resist.
Gradually, her body became increasingly sensitive, and she grew more and more addicted to the pleasure of being played with by him on the bed
.
Then, together they tricked the foolish junior sister, getting Xiaolongnu pregnant.
Then, he went so far as to disregard his reputation, declaring her his woman, and even enduring
three blows from Shi Huolong for it. Before his injuries had healed, he fought against Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, to save her.
Lost in thought, she lost track of time; the moon was almost setting, and Li Mochou became somewhat dazed.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Zhijing walked in.
This guy was completely naked, his penis dangling, clearly having run over there unprepared.
Li Mochou stared in disbelief, hesitatingly saying, "You...you weren't over there...over there..."
Zhao Zhijing laughed heartily, walked to the edge of the bed, climbed on, and lay down next to Li Mochou, saying,
"After you've finished with them all, I'll come and sleep with Mochou."
It turned out that Zhao Zhijing had just discovered Hong Lingbo spying on him, and thinking that he couldn't neglect Li Mochou
, who was guarding his harem, he had spent over an hour diligently working on her, finishing off all nine women. Ignoring his aching back, he rushed
over.
Li Mochou was somewhat at a loss. She should be angry, but she couldn't seem to muster any rage. Her pretty face flushed, and
she didn't know what to say.
Zhao Zhijing chuckled, grabbed the busty Daoist nun's hair, pressed it to his genitals, and ordered, "Mochou,
clean me up."
Li Mochou rolled her eyes, wanting to scold him, but the familiar touch of the man's penis on her lips, coupled with
his strong masculine scent, sent a shiver through her heart. He obediently opened his mouth and took the
man's messy, engorged penis, covered in countless women's fluids, into his mouth, diligently licking and sucking it.
Thanks to the Red Serpent Fairy's excellent oral sex skills, the man's penis quickly became hard again.
Li Mochou spat out the glans, licked her lips, and scolded, "So hard, didn't those women drain you dry
?"
Zhao Zhijing lewdly grabbed the woman's large breasts and caressed them, saying, "I was exhausted, but as soon as I touched these treasures
, I wanted them again. Hehe, Mochou's breasts are the best in the world, no other woman can compare."
Li Mochou snorted, lowered her head, and gently licked the man's scrotum, feeling that the wrinkled
flesh was sticky with the woman's lustful fluids, exuding the unique smell of intercourse.
She angrily put the testicles into her mouth, licking them while mumbling, "Bastard,
I should really bite one off this harmful thing of yours!"
Even though Zhao Zhijing was invincible in martial arts, he couldn't practice his skills on his testicles, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a
chill in his heart, and his body stiffened.
Sensing the man's hesitation, Li Mochou laughed triumphantly, giving him a threatening glance
before spitting out his testicles with a haughty snort. Then, she extended her fragrant tongue, tracing the base of his penis upwards with the tip
, teasing it back and forth.
"Hoo...so good...Mochou, your tongue is so nimble...ah...come on, use your big breasts to
squeeze me."
Hearing this, Li Mochou glared at him, but still obediently sat up, placing Zhao Zhijing's legs on her
thighs, leaning down, and easily using her ample, snow-white breasts to clamp his penis, rubbing it against him.
The pretty Daoist nun's breasts were full and firm, extremely elastic, almost able to grip the entire shaft; the sensation
was truly indescribable.
Li Mochou chuckled softly, like a witch in the moonlight, as she used her large breasts to clamp his penis while asking in a seductive voice
, "Master, how many times did you ejaculate just now?"
Zhao Zhijing casually replied, "Four times, I guess. Those four women each ejaculated once. To avoid getting pregnant
, the daughters are currently on top of their mothers, sucking out the semen from their cunts."
Li Mochou chuckled, straddled Zhao Zhijing, rubbed against him a few times, aimed her vagina at the glans, and then
sat down abruptly.
"Ah...so...so thick...hum...I want you to ejaculate four times...all of it...ah ah...all
of it inside me...ah ah ah..."
After saying this, the Crimson Fairy licked her full red lips, her eyes gleaming with seductive light as she looked at the man beneath her, rhythmically
twisting her waist and swaying her hips, rapidly swallowing and spitting.
Soon, the woman's full buttocks moved up and down rapidly, impacting the man's groin, making a slapping
sound.
"Ah...ah ah...insert...insert all the way in...ah...uh ah...bastard...knowing
how pleasurable it is...ah ah...if...if I don't ejaculate four times...I'll bite your balls off!"
Zhao Zhijing, this lecherous devil, broke out in a cold sweat, but as a man, he naturally refused to admit defeat. Instead, he lewdly
laughed, "Four times is enough? Mochou, do you think you can drain me dry?"
Li Mochou leaned down, her bouncy breasts pressing against the man's chest, her black hair falling down, sexy and charming
, she whispered, "I'm going to drain your lecherous ways dry, at most...at most I'll give you a child later to make up for it
, hmph!"
Just as Zhao Zhijing and Li Mochou were "fighting," a carriage arrived at the
small town at the foot of Longhu Mountain under the cover of night.
"Finally arrived...sigh..."
The peerless beauty Huang Rong sighed softly, looking at her still unconscious husband, a look of worry on her face.
"Let's go find that man tomorrow morning. For Brother Jing, I...sigh..."
This beautiful woman, known as the most beautiful woman in the world, her flawless face flushed red and then pale. Suddenly, she leaned against
the chest of the unconscious Guo Jing and began to sob, murmuring, "Brother Jing, I have given birth to another man's child
. I deserve to die...and, and this time we have to beg that devil again. I'm afraid my innocence will be in jeopardy...but
I have no choice. That man's martial arts are the best in the world, and he is a great hero revered by everyone. Rong'er ca
n't beat him at all...As long as I can save you, Rong'er is willing to do anything...Waaah...waaah..."
"Mother? What's wrong? I think I heard you crying?"
Guo Fu lifted the carriage curtain and saw her mother with slightly red eyes. She assumed her mother was worried about her father's injuries, so she went in to comfort
her.
Looking at her beloved daughter, now fully grown and strikingly beautiful, Huang Rong, familiar with Zhao Zhijing's lecherous nature,
was filled with worry. She softly instructed, "Fu'er, we'll go to the inn to stay later. You stay here and take care
of Father and Sister. Mother will go up the mountain tomorrow to see Master Zhao, understand?"
Guo Fu hesitated, then stammered, "Fu'er wants to go up the mountain too.
Wouldn't it be better to bring Father up with us and have the Quanzhen Sect help watch over him?"
Huang Rong's face darkened, and she said sternly, "When the time is right, I will find someone to bring your father up Longhu Mountain!
But you must stay here!"
Guo Fu's face immediately fell. She had always
harbored feelings for Zhao Zhijing after he rescued her from the Mongols. From a young age, Guo Fu admired heroes like her father, Guo Jing, while Zhao Zhijing's
public actions over the years had all been acts of great benevolence and righteousness, turning the tide of battle. In Guo Fu's mind, unaware of his true nature
, Zhao Zhijing, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, was a true hero, a pillar of the righteous path in the Central Plains martial arts world.
Even though Zhao Zhijing was not much older than her father, in the quiet of
her dreams, this Taoist priest always appeared in her fantasies, making the young lady blush and her heart race.
Her daughter's thoughts naturally did not escape Huang Rong's notice. She sighed inwardly, "During the Chongyang Palace ceremony, that lecherous Taoist
tried to reach for Fu'er. If I hadn't stopped him, Fu'er would have fallen into his clutches long ago. This time, I was truly
blinded by greed, bringing Fu'er to such a dangerous place. If things go wrong, both mother and daughter will fall into his hands.
How can I face Brother Jing again?"
Even now, Huang Rong couldn't understand why she had chosen to bring her daughter along; it was a completely
incompetent decision.
At this moment, a soft, childish laugh was heard. Guo Fu exclaimed in surprise, "Mother, Xiang'er is actually
laughing while she's sleeping! How cute!"
Seeing Guo Fu holding and comforting the baby girl, Huang Rong's heart softened. She thought to herself, "Although she's that evil Taoist's bastard, she
's still my own flesh and blood, born after ten months of pregnancy. I can't tell anyone about this. Let Xiang'er
grow up as Brother Jing's daughter... Even if I'm sorry to Brother Jing, I'll have to find a way to make it up to him later."
Inside the Zhao residence, Li Mochou was now limp and weak, lying on the bed, utterly exhausted .
Zhao Zhijing, however, was straddling her, full of energy, his thick penis still thrusting
violently into the Red Serpent Fairy's rear.
He laughed loudly, "Mo Chou, I've shot four times in your pussy, and now I'm going to shoot
one more in your ass. Are you convinced?"
Li Mo Chou's pussy was already red and swollen from being fucked, the petals slightly open, white fluid constantly flowing out.
She said weakly, "Damn it, how...how come I suddenly have so much strength...Ugh...Ahhh...My ass
...my ass is going to split...Bastard...Ahhh..."
Zhao Zhijing suddenly thrust, his huge penis plunging deep into her incredibly tight anus again, laughing, "An
old friend just woke up and said she brought me a big gift. I'm really excited, haha."
"Nonsense, ahhh...you...you lewd thing has been...fucking me all along...where's this old friend
...Ahhh...So...so full..."
"Ha, Mo Chou, your asshole is so tight, oh oh, I'm going to cum, ahhh."
"Ugh...cum...cum inside my pussy...more...cum inside again..."
"Hehe, cum so much, even if it makes you pregnant, it doesn't matter?"
"Shoot... Mo Chou wants to have a child for you... Ahhh... It's so hot... So much semen... Ah...
Again... I'm going to come again... Ahhh..."
In the mansion of Jia Sidao in Lin'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty.
This powerful minister, whose influence extended far and wide, was having a private conversation with several of his confidants. His face was grim as he spoke slowly, "
Brother Long, Brother Mu, lately that damned emperor seems to be completely ignoring that idiot crown prince. The palace
is also much more heavily guarded than before. I fear something has happened. For safety's sake, I think
we should secretly summon the experts from Xia Ke Island. If anything major happens, we'll act immediately."
Island Master Long nodded, "We've been training for this for a long time. I'll have Zhang San and Li Si secretly send everyone over
, just in case." Island
Master Mu frowned, "Logically speaking, the old emperor doesn't have many days left.
What's the point of all this? The throne will ultimately fall into that idiot crown prince's hands."
Jia Sidao shook his head and sighed. Qi said, "I don't understand either. Recently, there's been news that the Emperor wants to summon
Zhao Zhijing, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, to the palace. Could it be that he thinks those Taoist alchemists and health practitioners can prolong life? But
he's never really believed in these things, there's no reason for him to suddenly change his mind."
Island Master Long said, "Zhao Zhijing is the number one martial arts master in the world today, probably even more powerful than Zhang Sanfeng back then.
If he enters the palace, along with the old eunuch Sunflower Guard who's always there, it will likely add many variables."
Island Master Mu laughed, "No matter how high one's martial arts are, one isn't a god, and can't guarantee the Emperor's survival. As long as the Emperor
dies and the idiot Crown Prince ascends the throne, nothing else will affect the overall situation."
Jia Sidao frowned, a sense of unease rising within him. He felt the future was bleak, as if there was something important he
hadn't figured out. He gritted his teeth, thinking, "If there really is trouble, perhaps the conditions from the Mongols
could be considered."

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