Transmigrated into a low-class prostitute - 4-6

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22. Hundreds of Fluids Ready to Flow (5p, Caution)

Qing Moli held me tightly, almost fainting from exhaustion! After taking a few deep breaths, he began to thrust violently...

and the thick semen that Linghu Yue had just deeply ejaculated into my uterus was uncontrollably flowing out slowly, making my vagina slippery and warm, making his penis feel very comfortable!

Yan Sheng said, "Moli, don't just focus on doing it, you need to give her appropriate pleasure so that she can reach orgasm faster!" According to research, this kind of back-hidden image can only be revealed faster when the woman reaches orgasm...

"Hmm!" Qing Moli smiled faintly, grasped my white and tender breasts, and opened his mouth to lick my bright red, bouncy cherries.

"Ugh... mmm..."

Qing Moli pinched my pink nipples between his fingers and gently kneaded my breasts with his palms while skillfully rising and falling his buttocks, making slow piston-like movements.

"Hmm... um... hmm... um..." The crystal-clear tears welling up in my eyes rolled down my cheeks rhythmically with Qing Moli's thrusts...

He thrust dozens of times, and finally my body adapted to his thrusts. So when his penis entered, my buttocks would automatically lift up to welcome his flesh. I sneered. A woman's body is indeed a natural lustful thing! Whether willingly or forced into incest, she will uncontrollably enjoy the pleasure of being fucked! Seeing that

I had sunk into the wonderful pleasure of intercourse, Qing Moli immediately increased his speed, letting my little tender hole enjoy the fullness and pleasure brought by high-speed friction again... After

thrusting for a while, my little hole kept making "squeak! squeak!" sounds as the penis pounded water. I couldn't tell if it was the man's semen or the lustful fluid secreted by my body. I only knew that this liquid kept slowly gushing out from the depths of my vagina, making both my genitals and Qing Moli's genitals wet and slippery.

"Come on! Sit up!"

Qing Moli suddenly bent down and picked me up. "Pop!" His movement forcibly pulled his penis out of my vagina!

Then, with another "plop!", my vagina was once again penetrated by his wet, huge rod!

"Ah..." I groaned comfortably as my vagina struggled to swallow his penis again. I slowly sat on Qing Moli's lap!

"Come on, squeeze your legs together." He dragged my thighs, making my legs tightly squeeze his strong waist.

"Hmm..." I groaned, a sound that seemed both painful and pleasurable. This position allowed his large glans to touch my cervix. I reached out and hooked my arms around Qing Moli's neck, wrapping my hands around the back of his neck and placing all my weight on his neck. Then, using my arm strength, I ground and rubbed my hips against his penis in circular motions. This action caused the sharp edges of his glans, pressing tightly against my cervix, to rub and scrape in circles!

"Ah..." Stimulated by my grinding, Qing Moli wrapped his arms tightly around my back, his lower abdomen rising and falling with each thrust.

"Hmm, hmm... um, um... um, um, um..." Qing Moli's handsome face appeared to be tilted back in pain, yet his sensual lips continuously emitted muffled groans of pleasure.

"Mmm..." I frowned, leaned back, and reached out to hold Qing Moli's head, pressing it against my soft breasts. I gasped, "Qing Moli... my nipples are so itchy! Suck them for me!"

At that moment, a heartbroken growl filled the air. I didn't need to look up to know who it was! I smiled sadly. I was using my body to take revenge on him? How ridiculous! How utterly ridiculous! There was nothing more ridiculous in the world!

Qing Moli glanced at Linghu Yue, a slight smile playing on his lips. He obediently held my slender waist, which was bent into a crescent shape, and lowered his head to suck on my nipple, which was bouncing up and down from his thrusting. With elegant movements, like a nobleman about to savor a delicious meal, he gently nibbled at my tender nipple with his teeth, pulling it from side to side.

"Ugh..." Instead of resisting, I writhed in self-torture, stretching my nipples into festering, fleshy lines.

I gritted my teeth and arched my back, pulling my nipples as far as possible into long, thin, muscle-like lines! Although it hurt terribly, my body was strangely experiencing a tingling, masochistic pleasure! I think I've become a pervert at this moment! A pervert!

"Ah, ah, ah..." My legs clamped tightly around Qing Moli's strong waist, violently swaying my hips to intensify the pleasure of being filled in my lower body.

"Xi'er... Xi'er... don't do this!" Linghu Yue's body, suppressed by Ye Huyan, twisted violently! Xi'er, Xi'er, Xi'er, are you trying to torture me to death?

With a muffled roar, Qing Moli gripped my waist tightly and frantically lifted me up and down over fifty times. Suddenly, his legs straightened, his lower abdomen thrusting, and his trembling, massive member ejaculated inside me…

He panted heavily, then with a “pop!” pulled his member out of my swollen, tender hole! As

soon as Qing Moli released me, I collapsed, convulsing!

Just as Qing Moli got up and left, Yan Sheng immediately came forward, grabbing my legs and forcefully spreading them apart.

I looked down and saw him gently rub his penis against my bright red, penetrated opening a few times before “plop!” thrusting it deep into my flesh.

“Mmm… ah… ah… ah…” As my little hole was filled, my body trembled violently!

Yan Sheng shuddered, his body trembling. This woman had been fucked countless times by them today, and this was the first time in his life he had seen a woman whose tender hole was so tight after being played with so thoroughly!

He braced his arms on the ground on either side of me, tilted his head back, and his domineering, massive body loomed over me as he slowly thrust his hips.

"Mmm..." I let out a soft moan, my tender hole spasming and contracting from the backlash of being stretched to its limit by his penis.

"Oh..." Yan Sheng, pressing down on her, gasped! His lower abdomen trembled as his large, thick penis poured all his hot, thick semen into her small vagina. This hole was truly amazing; he hadn't even had time to thrust before her tender hole gripped him so tightly that he ejaculated...

"Hu Yan, it's your turn!" Yan Sheng said in a deep voice.

Ye Hu Yan walked over coldly, kneeling in front of me and pushing my buttocks upwards, causing my body to naturally bend into a ball. This extreme movement made me groan in pain.

Ye Hu Yan, as if mesmerized, reached out and caressed my exposed vulva.

"Ah..." He touched me, causing me to shrink back and let out a soft moan.

Ye Hu Yan pressed one hand against my buttocks, and with the other, he parted my swollen, red labia. He used his fingers to scrape the paste-like semen sticking to the entrance of my vulva, squeezing and pushing his middle finger into my uterus!

"Hmph..." His nails also scraped against the walls of my vagina, causing it to contract and open like a baby's mouth, softly sucking on his finger. My whole body convulsed again, my brows furrowing, and I groaned, a sound that was both painful and pleasurable!

He knelt upright, straddling my buttocks, his hand lightly grasping his thick, hard penis, rubbing it back and forth against my tender labia.

"Ugh..." My buttocks trembled, and my lower body involuntarily released another stream of itchy, hot fluid.

Ye Huyan quickly pressed one hand against my buttocks, and with the other hand holding his penis, he slowly sat down between my red, tender labia.

"Ah—" The repeated filling caused my buttocks to tremble violently, completely collapsing. I couldn't bear it and shook my head from side to side, letting my sweaty hair cling tightly to my flushed cheeks!

"Ah...ah...ah..." This position almost made it hard for me to breathe. To survive, I could only try to breathe through my small mouth...

Ye Huyan's entire buttocks were stacked on top of hers. From Yan Sheng's perspective from behind, their buttocks looked like an upside-down gourd!

Gradually, Ye Huyan's movements of sitting up and down became faster and faster, the tender pink flesh of her wrinkled little hole being forced to roll in and out repeatedly. This sight darkened Yan Sheng's eyes.

"Ugh..." I groaned in discomfort, twisting my buttocks. This position was almost breaking my waist! It was painful; my entire lower abdomen was being compressed and aching!

This sexual position made the friction of the penis and the insertion point different from before. Especially when Ye Huyan sat up, my legs, which he had been holding down, seemed to have elasticity, bouncing back and forth in the air with his movements. The scene was extremely lewd! This was the most appropriate tool to stimulate Linghu Yue! Suddenly,

Ye Huyan reached out and grabbed my waist, lifting me straight off the ground!

"Ah..." My body was airborne—he held me tightly as he stood up, and as he walked, he continued to fuck my pink little flower hole with his huge penis!

"Ye Huyan, what are you doing?" Linghu Yue roared again, unable to bear it any longer.

"Go wash her body. Her body is all sweaty." It feels sticky and not very pleasant to touch like this.

"Huyan, there is still some semen in her body that has not been absorbed. If you wash her like this, you will wash away all the semen in her body." Qing Moli said calmly.

Ye Hu Yan glanced at him coldly and said, "Your little hole is blocked, so the semen won't leak out."

Linghu Yue completely lost his usual dashing and charming demeanor. In a fit of rage, he rushed over, reached under her armpit, and with a "pop!" Ye Hu Yan's penis was pulled out of her tender hole! Linghu Yue had successfully snatched his beloved woman back into his arms!

Ye Huyan's thick, erect penis swayed back and forth in mid-air as he angrily demanded, "Linghu Yue, do you know what you're doing?"

Linghu Yue's eyes narrowed menacingly, his entire demeanor turning icy. "Ye Huyan, she's my wife! I only let you touch her because I was forced to! You'd better know when to stop!"

Ye Huyan coldly raised an eyebrow. "Why do you treasure a prostitute I've fucked countless times? Besides, you saw how wanton she was under us just now!" Before Linghu Yue

could retaliate, Yan Sheng spoke up angrily, "Alright! You two, calm down. We can't let this little thing interfere with our important business."

Every day he delayed finding the medical book, his body aged a day. Although his appearance remained handsome, he was already over forty. The fact that his appearance hadn't changed didn't mean his body was still the same.

Even with the map, finding the medical book would still take some time. Unexpectedly, the closer they got to their destination, the more anxious he became!

When Linghu Yue put me down, I couldn't stand up at all. My legs gave way, and I collapsed onto the lotus-patterned floor tiles. The purity of the lotus ironically made my fair, rosy-white body appear even more flawless!

Just as Linghu Yue was about to help me up, Yan Sheng came over and gently stroked my buttocks, lifting them up with a sudden force.

Yan Sheng knelt before my smooth, white buttocks, parting my delicate, white thighs with one hand and gently grasping his own penis, pressing the glans against the pink, tender opening. Then, he grabbed my waist and pulled me back forcefully!

"Ugh..." I tilted my head back and moaned softly, letting Yan Sheng thrust into me again with a violent force...

"Mmm... ah... ah..." My weak moans escaped from my open mouth.

At this moment, Linghu Yue's eyes turned red. He violently grabbed my head and shoved his huge, hard penis into my mouth without mercy!

"Ugh..." I had no strength left to resist and swallowed Linghu Yue's penis. With the rhythm of Yan Sheng's relentless thrusting from behind, my penis moved back and forth, swallowing and releasing Linghu Yue's flesh.

As Yan Sheng's thrusting speed increased, my two red, bamboo shoot-like breasts began to sway violently back and forth and side to side...

"Hmm, hmm..." Yan Sheng continued to accelerate his ride on my body, his entire penis, covered in milky white semen, inside my vagina.

"Ugh..." I, who had already fainted, arched my back with flushed cheeks, but this movement made me swallow Linghu Yue's huge penis even deeper—Linghu Yue comfortably tilted his head back, his hands tightening around my chin, making me swallow his penis even deeper with my head raised!

Waves of intense impact slammed into my buttocks, my face slamming against Linghu Yue's lower abdomen, his penis pounding against my throat until I gagged!

"Ahhh—" My lower abdomen convulsed with pleasure, and then streams of fluid gushed out uncontrollably!

"Hmm..." Yan Sheng couldn't help but shiver with pleasure. He finally couldn't resist and ejaculated all his hot fluid into my body.

As soon as Yan Sheng withdrew, Linghu Yue immediately turned around, picked me up, laid me on my back on the ground, and thrust his penis straight into my still-open little hole...

"Hmm—" As his penis entered, my legs trembled involuntarily, and my vagina began to spasm again...

Linghu Yue's lower body was completely pressed against my buttocks, and my body on the ground writhed up and down with his thrusts like a rag doll.

"Ah, ah... um, um... ah, ah, ah, ah, ah—" As Yan Sheng's thrusts resounded with "slap! slap! slap!" on my sweaty mons pubis, the rhythm of my moans grew increasingly intense. Linghu Yue let out a muffled roar and pounded his penis even harder. Our two naked bodies writhed and ground against each other intensely...

Linghu Yue's strong, glistening abdomen tightened, and hot semen "gurgle! gurgle!" poured into my uterus.

"Ah..." I trembled violently from the heat...

"Xi'er, Xi'er..." Linghu Yue gasped for breath, calling my name repeatedly. If I disregarded what he had done to me before, his current state would undoubtedly move me! Unfortunately... no matter how much he pretended to be infatuated, it couldn't change the fact that he was heartless—the fact is the fact, and the cruel things that had happened couldn't be concealed by any amount of affection! And our relationship can never return to its initial sincerity!

After a cup of tea, Linghu Yue got off me. As he pulled out his limp penis, a strand of white semen slowly slid down his glans like a white line onto the floor tiles…

23 Spring in the Peach Blossom Spring (Shen)

On the desk, a sheet of paper was pressed under the inkstone. The wind blew through the window, and the paper rustled in the wind, fluttering like a white butterfly.

Ye Huyan pulled the paper out from under the inkstone, read it, and frowned.

“Yan, what’s wrong?” Qing Moli raised an eyebrow and asked: There are very few things in this world that can make Ye Huyan frown.

"No, I just don't understand what she wrote," Ye Huyan replied, shaking his head.

"Oh," Yan Sheng said, opening his eyes to rest, finding it amusing.

Ye Huyan walked over and handed the paper to Yan Sheng.

Yan Sheng looked down; although there were only two short lines of ink on the paper, they cleverly conveyed a woman's unwavering resilience: "As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement. As earth's nature is receptive, a gentleman should cultivate virtue and bear all things with magnanimity."

"This woman is truly remarkable," Qing Moli said, taking a sip of tea. Then he rested his chin on his hand, deep in thought, "But the meaning here seems a bit strange..." but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"I told you not to touch her things!" Linghu Yue's icy voice came from outside.

"We've touched her body, so why can't we touch these inanimate objects?" Ye Huyan scoffed. Even if Linghu Yue loved that woman, it couldn't compare to his love for himself. Since you offered that woman up for the sake of longevity, don't put on this half-dead act of showing her endless affection! It annoyed him.

"Night Flame, watch your mouth!" Linghu Yue's eyes suddenly turned icy, the chill in them as sharp as a thousand-year-old frozen mountain.

Yan Sheng raised his hand to stop their argument, his deep eyes meeting Linghu Yue's, and slowly explained, "After experiencing all this, an ordinary woman would often be unable to bear it and choose to commit suicide. We just didn't want any accidents to happen, but now it seems our concerns were unnecessary."

Yan Sheng stood up and pondered, "'As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement.' -- She truly is a woman who can move your heart, Linghu Yue." Even someone his age admired her, let alone the young and impetuous Linghu Yue.

"Alright, everyone, conserve your energy." Yan Sheng omitted the rest of his words, and then said, "Soon, the map will be fully revealed."

Hearing this, Linghu Yue felt as if she had suffered a agonizing pain. She'd already been subjected to abuse for over twenty days, yet half the map on her back was still missing. This meant she'd be subjected to abuse for another twenty days…
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Autumn flowers withered, everything in the world was desolate.

Withered lotus leaves floated on the clear pond, the calm surface reflecting her delicate face: willow-leaf eyebrows, almond eyes, red lips, and white teeth.

I scooped up a handful of water, scattering the reflection, my heart bleeding as I cursed: You vile slut! The more you're violated, the more alluring and captivating you become!

In the pavilion not far from the pond, Linghu Yue, who had been standing there for a long time, saw her sudden movement. His expression, which had remained blank, suddenly turned pained. The autumn water was cold; why had she put her hand in the pond?

Linghu Yue could no longer control himself and rushed towards her, grabbing her wrist and roughly pulling her up!

"Ah!" A sharp pain shot through my wrist as someone pulled me up from behind. I glanced back and saw Linghu Yue staring at me with a cold, angry expression.

My gaze turned icy, and I shook off his hand gripping my wrist, turning to leave.

Linghu Yue clenched his fists, cracking them. He watched her departing figure, murmuring as if making a solemn vow, "Xi'er, Xi'er. In just over twenty days, we can start anew. I will never let you suffer any more harm..." He would erase her memories then. Without these memories, he believed that the amnesiac Xi'er would fall in love with him again...

I walked aimlessly along the cobblestone path, stumbling like an old, decaying log. I vaguely remembered that on the first day after I was violated, I had wanted to end it all. But the coldness of the sharp knife against my throat jolted my strong will back to reality!

What's wrong with me? Why would I have such a ridiculous suicidal act?

I smiled bitterly, thinking back to when I first arrived in this ancient world. Didn't I sell my chastity just to survive?

To survive, I could disregard chastity! Why can't I endure this now for the sake of survival? -- A crystal tear slowly slid down my left cheek, disappearing into my clothes...

In the deep mountains and forests, if you're bitten on the toe by a poisonous snake, you must bravely and decisively cut it off before the venom spreads...

Because nothing in this world is more precious than life... So no matter how painful or bitter, I must endure it...

Death is just an escape; it solves nothing... I clenched my fist and told myself. I must live...

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers on the shore, and mist rose from the water.

Petals floated on the steaming hot spring water. I loosened my robe and stepped into the spring water. "Splash!" The moonlight in the water shattered into ripples...

After more than twenty days of relentless head-plunging by four men, my body was already aching from the shocks. Today they were 'mercifully' giving me a day's rest, but tomorrow they'd probably start their beastly abuse again. To make myself feel better, I secretly slipped into this open-air hot spring late at night. My

little feet, swirling in the ripples, splashed up a curtain of water droplets. A gust of wind blew, making my hair stand on end. I couldn't help but shiver, hugging myself and slowly crouching down in the water. I removed the hairpin from my hair, closed my eyes, and tossed my long, coiled hair. Strands slipped down, splashing water droplets...

"Splash!" A figure leaped out of the water behind me. His strong chest pressed against my back, one hand swiftly encircling my soft waist, the other gripping my chin tightly, forcibly turning my head towards him.

"How did you get here?" His deep, sexy voice came from his mouth.

Yan Sheng? What was he doing here?

My face paled. "There's no one guarding outside, I didn't know..."

He chuckled, his fingers rubbing my chin. "I bathe here every night, everyone in the manor knows that, there's no reason you wouldn't know..." He lowered his head and licked my neck, seemingly satisfied with the taste: he took a deep breath on my neck.

I pried his large hand away, turned my head, and avoided his lips. "I really didn't know: believe it or not." It was already late at night; I had no idea someone would be here.

I quickly stood up, intending to escape, but he pulled me forcefully, and I fell into the water, splashing everywhere. I landed in his arms, and he gently nibbled at my throat, saying hoarsely, "Since you're here, don't be in such a hurry to leave."

"Let me go!" I struggled, pounding on his chest, panting heavily.

My long, loose hair tangled with his wet strands, like a tapestry floating on the water.

Dark clouds swept across the sky, obscuring the bright moonlight. In the darkness, his eyes still shone, his features appearing even more profound and striking.

He lifted my chin and kissed my lips passionately, the air instantly filled with heat and rapid breathing…

Even though I was a strong person, I couldn't stop the silent tears from falling. Hot tears stained his bare chest, mingling with the drops of water on his body as they streamed down. His lust vanished instantly; he stopped all movement and roughly raised his hand to wipe away my tears. "Don't cry!"

I dodged his hand, turning my head away indifferently. As soon as I stood up, he gripped my waist tightly.

He turned my head back, seeing the painful tears in my eyes, and slowly loosened his grip.

"Don't cry, do you hear me!" he commanded sternly.

I laughed. My body wasn't my own to control, so were my emotions to be controlled by them too?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but let my tears flow freely, the tear tracks sliding down my lips and teeth, the salty taste invading my taste buds, invading my limbs and bones...

His handsome face suddenly magnified in front of me, and he roughly kissed my lips—"Mmm..." I kept shaking my head, protesting by pushing against his chest with both hands.

Unexpectedly, my pushing didn't make him let go; instead, his grip tightened. He forcefully pried open my lips, his tongue darting into my mouth, swirling and tasting every soft spot, sucking and savoring with abandon…

“Mmm… mmm…” I was clearly resisting, yet my body felt so hot. I felt as if I were enveloped by a ball of heat, a tingling, numb sensation spreading throughout my body…

In the mist, her beautiful face was sorrowful, her eyebrows furrowed, her red lips slightly parted, her eyes gently closed. A look of sadness tinged with a bewildered yet resolute expression made him tremble. A sharp pain shot through his heart, and he involuntarily held her even tighter, more tenderly.

“Let me go…” I snapped out of my daze and pushed against his chest again.

“No!” he said breathlessly. But then he frowned. He didn't understand what was wrong with him. At his age, he shouldn't be saying such crazy things to a girl who was only fifteen or sixteen.

“They’re not here, touching me won’t make the map appear.” The map hidden on his back only works when several of them ejaculate inside me together. One person’s semen alone won’t work.

“Today I’m not after the map, but you.” He said in a rough voice, his handsome face smirking wickedly. He lowered his head and sealed my lips with his, while reaching into the water, his middle finger wickedly piercing my honey hole, slowly thrusting in and out, his thumb finding the fleshy bud at the tip of my flower mound, the clitoris vibrating with each thrust.

“Mmm… There are so many beautiful women in the world, why do you have to lower yourself to want a woman with such ordinary looks like me…” My body trembled slightly, my eyes were glazed, my cheeks were burning like fire, and my flower hole, buried in the water, began to itch and flow with hot fluid under his probing—like a million ants gnawing at me, making me unbearably itchy, I clenched his hand and rubbed it.

“Silly girl, do you know how alluring you are… Besides, you’re not me, how would you know I’m wronged?” He sighed softly, his fingers thrusting fiercely inside me.

My brows furrowed slightly, my eyes half-closed in sadness. Even though my heart was unwilling, under his skillful teasing, I shamelessly let my cherry lips part, letting out soft cries…

Amidst the alluring mist and the mournful sounds, Yan Sheng’s lust was now burning uncontrollably. Seeing that the time was ripe, he decisively withdrew his fingers from my opening, carried me to the shallow, pebble-strewn hot spring water, and ordered in a rough voice, “Lie down, prop your arms up behind you…”

I secretly cursed myself for being bewitched tonight, for bringing myself to this hot spring to suffer.

Knowing I had no choice, I closed my eyes. Since I couldn’t resist, I would treat him like a male prostitute and enjoy him. I imagined myself as a wealthy woman enjoying the services of a male prostitute…

Actually, doing such things is all the same; whether you feel pain or pleasure is just a matter of mindset…

I obediently lay down slowly, placing my hands on the bottom of the water. As soon as I did this, his large hands immediately pushed my knees up in an “M” shape, raising my two round kneecaps above the water.

He knelt between my legs, his hands gripping my knees above the water. His erect member, proudly standing in the water, pressed against my trembling opening. His firm, narrow buttocks shifted slightly back before thrusting forward, instantly filling my entire passage—

"Ah—" Lost in self-loathing and self-destruction, I was jolted by his penetration. My delicate, grape-like nipples trembled violently, and my smooth, snow-white abdomen and slightly protruding, soft mons pubis, shamelessly, spasmed and convulsed in the water, tightly gripping his penis and sucking it fiercely. The warm spring water squeezed into my passage only reached the very end. With each slow thrust, an incredible series of long bubbles rose from our point of contact.

"See? Your little hole is breathing..." he murmured in admiration.

I gasped for breath, watching the rising bubbles, and turned my head away in shame.

His hand reached under my buttocks, lifting my hips and moving them up and down so that my vagina would respond to his thrusts, swallowing and releasing his flesh.

"Ah!" He thrust faster and faster, my soft breasts swaying and heaving roundly in the steamy air.

Then, he slowly bent down and bit one of my round nipples, sucking and biting it like a hungry wolf.

"Ah, ah, ah...it hurts...don't bite...don't bite anymore..." I winced in pain, pleadingly looking at him, only to find him completely lost in a frenzy...

He gripped my buttocks and thrust wildly, my body arching like a circle... My

flower-like opening felt numb and sore from the penetration, yet it also brought boundless comfort and pleasure...

"Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash! Splash!" Water splashed everywhere from the thrusting motion, washing away the sweat from my body and soaking my face and hair...

"Ah!" Having held on for too long, my arms gave way, and I fell backward, my face getting wet...

"Splash!" Water entered my nose, a stinging sensation, and I painfully sat up, coughing violently. "Cough, cough, cough—"

Another "Splash!" and my buttocks, which had been lifted up, were thrown into the water. His large hands quickly moved to my back, stroking my spine. "Are you alright?"

"Cough, cough..." I coughed incessantly, my eyes fixed on him with a mournful look...

"I'm sorry... I've made you suffer..." he said, inserting his legs under my buttocks, his hands tightly embracing my body, pressing my chest against his strong chest. "Push your body forward, let my penis penetrate you deeper."

"Mmm." Desire overwhelmed my mind, and I responded dazedly, twisting my buttocks to move my mons pubis closer to his lower abdomen.

"Good, now squeeze your thighs together." He commanded again in a hoarse voice.

I obediently squeezed his buttocks together, until he let out an excited growl.

He held my body tightly with both hands, his lower abdomen contracting, his hips thrusting, swinging and pounding against my tender private parts—unrestrained and wild!

But under the buoyancy of the water, although he thrust hard until he was sweating profusely and panting heavily. Yet I still couldn't reach orgasm—my heart was itching unbearably, so close to climax, yet I just couldn't quite reach it…

Suddenly, Yan Sheng spoke in a rough, hoarse voice, "Wrap your arms around my neck, quick!"

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. He held my buttocks with one hand and hugged my back with the other, standing up in the water with a 'splash!' He walked towards a rock in the hot spring.

As he walked, the juncture of our tightly intertwined bodies swayed, causing his penis to thrust in and out of my vagina, rubbing against my flower-like opening, bringing me waves of pleasure unlike any I had ever experienced…

Yan Sheng pressed my back against the rock, making me stand in the pebble-strewn hot spring water. His hands supported my buttocks, his legs bent in a horse stance, his thick, hard penis tightly inserted into my flower-like opening, rotating and twisting, using rubbing and circling motions to make my vagina suck and swallow his round, large penis more deeply and comprehensively.

He lifted my small buttocks, wildly withdrawing and thrusting in again, each time reaching the depths of my flower path...

My delicate body trembled like a willow in a strong wind from his violent thrusting, my dark hair whipping and slapping against the rocks behind me with a "smack! smack!" sound...

My thighs twitched and trembled uncontrollably as he thrust into me violently. My legs were weak and numb, completely powerless, and I could only maintain my weight by the pressure of his pressing on my buttocks...

"Ah, ah, ah... My head is so dizzy... Slow, slow down..." The world spun before my eyes, and my eyes rolled back repeatedly.

Yan Sheng didn't answer, his eyes filled with deep emotions. He stared intently at my alluring beauty, captivated by desire. Suddenly, he straightened up, cupped my buttocks in his large hands, and pressed them firmly against his member, thrusting even faster and wilder—ah, ah, ah…so fierce, so heavy…I felt like I was being pierced through…

The water droplets on his chest were constantly flung away by his frenzied movements, splashing heavily onto my breasts, creating an extremely erotic visual feast…

His dark eyes were fixed on my face. He cut his knees between my legs, pressing me even closer. I felt a sudden weight on my body, and I was pressed down hard against the rock. His large, thick member began to thrust violently from below—very fierce, very fast! The narrow passage couldn't withstand the fierce attack of his flesh, and I felt weak and numb from the penetration.

"Ouch... my back hurts so much..." I frowned. He had thrust too hard, and my delicate back was aching!

Only then did Yan Sheng realize that he had just caused her back to ache during their passion.

"Are you alright?" He pressed his lips to my ear, kissing me softly and apologetically, while gently stroking my delicate back.

"It hurts..." Tears streamed down my face. "Put me down, let's change positions, okay?" This position was too deep, the pleasure too intense. I didn't like being consumed by the desire to be violated.

He shook his head, his voice rough and hoarse, "I find this position very comfortable... Move your hands to the rock wall next to your hips and prop yourself up. That way your back won't hit the rock wall."

I frowned; this man really had a lot of tricks up his sleeve. I placed my hands on the rock wall, lifting my back and hips off—but this position allowed his penis to penetrate even deeper into my vagina...

A gust of wind blew, and his dripping long hair danced wildly in the air, slapping hard against my breasts with his fierce rhythm, bringing me a cool, tingling sensation...

His eyes... Staring intently at my breasts, which were tingled with goosebumps from the stimulation of his cool hair, his eyes instantly turned red, his lower body swelled violently, and his large hands gripped my buttocks tightly, leaving deep finger marks on my snow-white buttocks...

Gradually, his thrusts became faster and more violent...

Finally, his powerful, narrow hips began to move back and forth at a frenzied pace, thrusting his fleshy blade...

My body trembled, and my flower hole convulsed, gushing out copious amounts of vaginal fluid uncontrollably, dripping onto the water's surface with a "plop! plop!" sound as he thrust in and out...

"Ah, ah... um, um..." I couldn't stop shaking my head, my hands supporting me against the rock wall turned white...

His thrusts were too deep and too fierce, as if he wanted to smash the tender hole to pieces. Every thrust was with the greatest force, every pounding went deep into the deepest part—when he could no longer control the force of his wild pounding, the flesh rod rubbing against the flesh wall made a "crack! crack! crack! crack! crack! crack! crack!" sound that was incredibly louder and louder in the quiet hot spring.

"Ah, ah, ah...no more...no more...ah...I can't take it anymore!" Amidst the violent tremors, my hands could no longer support me, and they went limp against my back...

Just as my arms slipped down, he quickly turned me around, pressing his body against the rock wall, his hands gripping my buttocks even tighter, violently shaking them to receive his obsessive thrusts...

"Does it feel good to serve you?" His sweaty chest pressed against my breasts, his heavy breathing slowly ringing in my ear.

"..." My eyes were tightly closed, my whole body convulsing, my breasts trembling.

"You don't say it...but you're shaking so much...it must feel very good..."

He pressed my buttocks tightly against his flesh, thrusting in at an unbelievable speed.

Ah, ah...I can't take it anymore...

My flower path writhed violently, my fingers digging into his thick back. In a daze, his semen shot deep into my uterus…

Instantly, an earth-shattering pleasure surged through my limbs, as if I were about to die in this extreme ecstasy…

The dark clouds dispersed, and silvery moonlight shone through the mist, falling on his face.

“Splash, splash!” The misty water surface rippled with his footsteps.

Deep, handsome features, thick eyelashes, unfathomable, expressionless eyes, a straight, elegant nose…

I gazed at him intently, then suddenly murmured, “I’ve seen you before.”

“Oh?” Amidst the fluttering petals, he suddenly turned his head, and that one lowered gaze and smile captivated me. My heart pounded uncontrollably like a deer's…

It turns out that it’s not just men whose hearts race uncontrollably at the sight of a stunningly beautiful woman; women feel their hearts suffocate at the sight of a stunningly handsome man. This wasn't about liking or disliking, it was just a basic human instinct…

“Yes. You went to the brothel in January. I saw you there,” I said definitively.

He carried me deep into the hot spring and placed me in the water.

His long hair, as he bent over, cascaded down my face, obscuring my vision…

He carefully parted his hair from my face, his eyes calm and still as he gazed at me. “I didn’t see you then…”

I looked up and saw petals swirling in the air, falling gently. He smiled and said, “You’re a big shot, so naturally you wouldn’t notice someone as insignificant as me.”

“I was in too much of a rush then, so I didn’t look for you properly…” His voice was captivating, but the content of his answer left me bewildered…

The wind whistled past, and my sweaty body felt chilled by the breeze. I curled up in the spring water, only my neck sticking out. "You went to find Bai Yiyan back then?"

"Yes." He was surprised by her unusual behavior. An ordinary woman in this situation would be crying uncontrollably, not calmly chatting with a man who had raped her.

"The map on my back was put there by Bai Yiyan, wasn't it?" I quietly splashed my hands on the water.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Why would he do that?" I looked up at him calmly.

He stared at me intently for a while before answering, "Because you used to be ugly in his eyes."

"Oh." I nodded slowly after a few seconds of stunned silence, finally understanding the reason. My expression remained calm, but my hands, hidden in the water, clenched tightly.

"How much of the map on my back is showing now?"

"Half." He answered every question I asked.

"Then... can you see the general direction on the map now?"

"Yes, but I don't know the exact location."

"How long will it take to get to that general direction?" I asked.

"About a few months," he replied.

"Why don't we set off now and look for it? By the time we reach that general location a few months later, the map on my back will be fully displayed. That would save a lot of time," I suggested, tilting my head.

He pulled my arm, holding me tightly in his embrace. "Why are you in such a hurry for us to find that place?" He had seen countless women in the world, but he had never seen one as special, as unique as her. How could Linghu Yue be worthy of her?

Knowing that her little trick couldn't hide it from him, she replied, "Because I want to be free sooner." The sooner they found the map, the sooner I would be free. Because I understood that if I ran away before finding that medical book, with their combined power, no matter where I fled, they would catch me.

For a long time, he just stared at her without speaking, because the sadness hidden in her calm words made his heart ache...

This feeling was too unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that it terrified him...

24 Car Sex with Flower Wrap (5p, Caution)

The autumn morning wind was cold and desolate, the grass and trees swayed in the cold wind, and white dew dripped down.

At my suggestion, Yan Sheng ordered people to prepare luggage for the approximate location the next day. I curled my lips into a smile. The outside world was far more expansive than the confined mansion of the Linghu family, making escape easier. Therefore, leaving the Linghu mansion was my first step.

This was the reason I proposed it the night before last. Amidst my swirling thoughts, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. All I wanted was a peaceful life, why was it so difficult? In my

past life, my family was poor, so I studied diligently, hoping to escape poverty and create my own future. But just before graduation, I inexplicably transmigrated.

Transmigration? Transmigration can be good or bad. If one transmigrates into a noble lady, a prime minister's daughter, or a prince's daughter, one is born into wealth and doesn't have to endure the hardships of life. A

lucky transmigrator might even find true love…

But we are both transmigrators, yet our fates are so different. She transmigrated into a 'rich lady,' while I transmigrated into a 'prostitute.'

Ironically, when I traded my chastity for a chance to escape the brothel, my lack of social experience prevented me from understanding the principle of "a common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." I had valuable possessions, but lacked the ability to protect them. Ultimately, I was destined to be plundered and exploited—this is the law of the jungle.

Lowly lives are like weeds, easily used and manipulated by anyone who pleases.

Stepping out of the Linghu mansion, the cold wind whipped my sleeves, making them billow and rustle. I shivered.

"Come, get in the carriage," Linghu Yue said gently, extending his hand.

I nodded, letting him take my hand. With his help, I stepped onto the carriage, my hands resting on a carved wooden pillar at the front. Linghu Yue pushed open the two green, intricately carved doors, and I bent down to enter.

Once inside, the first thing I noticed was the two red-covered, openwork plum blossom-carved eaves on either side of the carriage!

The carriage had no other items except a small tea table in the center. I placed my hand on the carriage floor and moved to the right-hand window to sit down. The soft touch caught my attention; I looked down and saw that the carpet on the carriage was made of soft white fox fur. It

wasn't noticeable from the outside, but looking inside, I realized the carriage was extremely spacious, like a small house, capable of holding seven or eight people. No wonder it required three horses to pull it.

After a while, they filed in. Ye Huyan gave me a cold look before moving to the left side of the carriage, followed by Qing Moli. Yan Sheng came in, gave me a deep look, and then sat at the back of the carriage, right in the center.

Linghu Yue entered and sat down next to me.

Feeling the warmth emanating from him, I subtly shifted my body, trying to distance myself from his presence.

Just then, Ye Huyan rudely pushed open the window, and a biting cold wind rushed in, making me shiver.

Although I tried my best to suppress the shiver, my body only trembled slightly, but the slight movement was still noticed by Yan Sheng, who had been observing me out of the corner of his eye.

He frowned, "It's chilly in the morning, close the window." Although his tone was calm and indifferent, I could still hear the unyielding command in it.

Incredibly, Ye Huyan obediently closed the window after hearing this.

I had been secretly observing their words and actions. In the past, the hierarchy was so subtle that I wasn't sure, but today I was certain that Yan Sheng's status was the highest among them.

When I first met Yan Sheng at the brothel, I thought he was just a man in his twenties, but after observing him these past few days, I realized that was impossible. Because a man in his twenties simply couldn't possess the vast and boundless magnanimity and the serene peace that came from being untouched by worldly concerns. Every gesture, every movement, even the smallest glance, exuded a mature indifference and elegant tranquility.

I didn't know how to describe him; my intuition told me his age was definitely not what my eyes perceived.

Why was I observing him so intently? Perhaps it was another instinctive feeling. A voice deep inside me told me he had value. I didn't yet understand the specific basis of this intuitive confidence. But I had over twenty days to figure it out. I looked in the mirror last night; the map of my body was already mostly clear…

The journey had been a long, bumpy one, the air heavy with silence.

"Shall we begin today?" Ye Huyan's voice suddenly rang out.

My body stiffened. They took my body every two days. And today was another day they wanted it.

Linghu Yue opened his eyes, a dark glint in them, and said unhappily, "We've been traveling during the day, let's talk about it tonight."

Qing Moli smiled dashingly and said casually, "The temperature is just right today, it won't be too hot when we're doing 'that'. Plus, the carriage's vibrations will save us some energy."

The same request, yet different answers from different people. That's the benefit of being eloquent.

Linghu Yue frowned and pondered for a moment, clearly tempted by Qing Moli's suggestion, so he turned to me and whispered, "Xi'er, is it alright?"

I lowered my head and smiled coldly, my heart trembling with cold. It was as if he was asking, "We want to rape you now, do you want to be raped now or tonight?"

Only then did Linghu Yue realize he had made another fatal mistake. Damn it! Concern leads to confusion, the more you care, the easier it is to make mistakes.

"Xi'er, it's not what you think—" He wasn't trying to humiliate her, he just wanted to find a topic to talk to her about. For the past twenty days, Xi'er hadn't spoken a single word to him...

I tore open my clothes, letting them slip down to my elbows. I wasn't wearing a bodice underneath; removing my outer garment exposed my breasts. Knowing today would be the day of my rape, I hated wearing too many clothes. The feeling of being stripped naked, piece by piece, was humiliating.

Why wear so much when I was destined to be undressed?

A silence fell, broken only by the sound of breathing.

Yan Sheng frowned, his brows furrowed as he looked at me.

Subconsciously, I gave him a desolate smile. This smile only deepened his frown.

I waited a long time, but they made no move. I couldn't help but sneer, "If you want to, hurry up, I'm cold."

Ye Huyan kicked the small tea table against the carriage door, instantly grabbing my waist and pulling me to his side. (Ye Huyan, though reckless, is quite skilled in martial arts.)

"Ah..." I lost my balance and fell into his arms, my hands pressing against his genitals. His flesh throbbed violently in my palms through my clothes.

Ye Huyan's lower abdomen tightened suddenly, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Before I could react, his burning lips were already covering mine...

The feeling of suffocation made my hands instinctively pound his chest fiercely.

He let me hit him, his tongue circling in my mouth several times before withdrawing.

Then he placed my head on Qing Moli's lap, and straightened up to remove his clothes.

Qing Moli chuckled mischievously, a cunning glint flashing in his clear, cold eyes. He reached out and skillfully pulled down my clothes, which had fallen to my elbows, along with my pants.

After Ye Huyan undressed me, he straddled one of my legs, kneeling between them. He bent down, cupping my breasts and squeezing them to create a higher, firmer peak. His burning tongue sucked on the nipple, circling and licking it.

With a soft, sucking sound, he focused intently on one breast, ignoring the other.

Qing Moli lazily raised an eyebrow, his right hand gently stroking my neck, while his left hand gripped my other nipple, neglected by Ye Huyan, and twisted it violently like a screw, his fingertips digging deep into the base of my nipple before yanking it off—

"Ah!" The twisting felt like his hand was ripping my nipple off; I convulsed in pain.

Of all these people, I feared Qing Moli the most. His cunning was unfathomable, radiating a chilling aura from hell. Although he often smiled, I always felt he was far too cold.

I lifted my eyelids and saw that the smile in his eyes had deepened. I gritted my teeth inwardly. To others, my convulsions might have looked like trembling pleasure, but only I knew it was pain, a pain that pierced to the bone!

I just didn't understand. I had no grudge against him, so why did he always do these underhanded things to me in the shadows? I often wondered if he was mentally unhealthy? But that was clearly impossible, because his eyes were like water—clean and clear. Such eyes could never belong to a sick person.

In the midst of the jolting, Ye Hu Yan hurriedly straightened up and used his knee to spread my fair thighs even wider. He lifted my legs with both hands, and his burning red flesh pressed directly against my slightly damp petals. With a low growl, he pushed in—his entire flesh was inserted, and his firm six-pack abs pressed tightly against my lower abdomen.

"Ah—" I closed my eyes tightly and screamed. The tearing pain from being forcefully penetrated instantly flooded my limbs and bones. It hurt so much! She felt as if he were tearing her in two, desperately pushing him away with both hands.

Ye Huyan had never understood foreplay! He only cared about his own pleasure! Was he just naturally dull-witted, or cold-blooded?

"Damn it! Ye Huyan! Who told you to just thrust in?" Linghu Yue, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened them after hearing her scream. Without hesitation, he knew that Ye Huyan must have thrust in directly. "

If not directly, how else could I thrust in?" Ye Huyan coldly raised his eyes, clearly thinking that Linghu Yue was picking a fight!

Qing Moli sighed, coming to Ye Huyan's rescue, who was completely bewildered: "We kneaded her breasts for a long time, and we thought she was wet enough to accept it."

"Did I hurt her?" Ye Huyan was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed, his eyes fixed on Tao Hua, whose eyes were tightly closed and whose face was pale.

"Night Flame, pull it out for me!" Linghu Yue roared, about to rush over, but in his anger, he was caught off guard and had his pressure points sealed by the quick-witted Qing Moli.

Qing Moli smiled faintly, raising his eyes to look directly at Linghu Yue. "Linghu, calm down. Do you think Night Flame can stop now?"

My legs, which I instinctively pulled together in pain, inadvertently aroused his desire even more. He shuddered violently, his teeth grinding together. His ten fingers dug deep into my buttocks.

But this time, he didn't make any further moves. His eyes, as black as night, were fixed on my face.

Silence engulfed the entire carriage. Only the autumn wind rustled outside, and the clatter of hooves could be heard. There was no other sound.

His sweat dripped onto my snow-white chest with a "plop! plop!" With a soft "whoosh,"

he remained motionless, letting his flesh lie dormant inside me for a while. Somewhat surprised, I opened my tightly closed eyes and looked at him in astonishment.

His thick, dark eyebrows, now arched like swords, and the deep wrinkles between them, caused by his furrowed brows, were so pronounced they looked as if they could trap a mosquito.

His handsome, icy face lacked the restraint of wisdom, yet retained a youthful fortitude and innocence. He was the least scheming of them all. Impulsive in speech, rough in action, cold-hearted and callous. Yet, at this moment, he restrained a desire that was unbearable for him.

I don't know how I will feel about him in the future, but at least in this moment, I am grateful to him.

Finally, my body adapted to his size, and my complexion returned to normal. Her usual color returned, and her small mouth parted slightly in an alluring arc. Seeing this, he pressed his toes firmly against the carriage wall, his knees sinking deeply into the soft white fox fur. I imagined there must be a layer of cotton underneath, otherwise how could it be so soft?

The tender flesh inside my vagina gripped his enormous member, spasming and trembling. He painstakingly rotated and rubbed it in a circular motion inside me, like turning a screw.

Deep and shallow, light and heavy. It would be impossible to move so gently without careful thought.

Gentle? Gentle towards a woman he had raped. I smiled faintly, a mix of emotions welling up inside me, bitter and indistinguishable.

He gripped my buttocks tightly, then, like a mad wolf, violently swung my hips, splashing sweat everywhere.

"Ah!" "With a heavy thrust, a sudden numbness shot through my depths. His massive penis rubbed and rotated deep between my cartilage.

I gasped for breath, my mouth agape. After so many times, I knew he had already aroused me.

Ye Huyan narrowed his eyes, his left hand free to grasp mine and place it between his lips, taking three of my fingers into his mouth. His tongue licked in circles around the tip of my tongue.

I froze, a sudden surge of uncontrollable lust rising in my chest. My trembling pink labia contracted rapidly, gripping his penis tightly. At that moment, I understood why many girls were attracted to rugged, untamed men. Though they lacked sweet words and tenderness, a fleeting moment of gentleness was enough to drown a person.

Unfortunately, he and I were merely rapist and victim ." It was an illicit relationship. No amount of tenderness could alleviate the physical pain.

Our tightly intertwined lower bodies felt like they were connected by a single vein; every movement, every tremor, was interconnected. The arousal in my vagina caused him to let out a low growl, his arms tightening around my hips, thrusting his entire penis into my flower.

His mind was gradually driven by desire, his consciousness becoming increasingly hazy.

My thighs were raised again, causing his penis to penetrate even deeper, even the stretched petals were flattened by his lower abdomen. His hips sometimes rotated, kneading and rubbing my clitoris with the glans inside, sometimes bouncing his hips, causing his penis to tremble and rub against my flesh.

His heavy breath gently brushed against my ear, "Hold me tight..."

I obeyed his command, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He thrust forcefully, filling my flower cave to its limit. He quickly withdrew, his hot glans scraping against the tender skin of my passage…

“Ah…ah, ah, ah, ah, ah… um, ah…” The rapid thrusting and vibration of his penis made my flower cave tremble and contract violently, so tight and tingling! 11-30

25 Mountain Moon Flower (5p, caution)

The overwhelming stimulation made my mind go blank for a moment. My two full breasts were forced to wave and dance in mid-air, the nipples feeling like they were being bitten by a hundred ants, so itchy that it almost drove me to madness. I couldn’t help but bend my upper body, panting heavily and tilting my head back, my body trembling and convulsing half to death, even my anus was twitching incessantly due to the vibration of my vagina.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah ah——” Thick fluid dripped from my lower body, stirred out by the vibration of the flesh.

Crunch! Crunch! *Creak!

* The carriage seemed to suddenly veer off a smooth road onto a rough, uneven one, the entire carriage creaking and groaning with each impact.

"No! Ah, ah—ah, ah—" Everyone inside the carriage bounced wildly with the frantic movement.

Ye Huyan's feet were pressed tightly against the carriage wall, his legs straight, his penis still inside me. His hands pressed my buttocks firmly against his penis. Without using any force, the bumps and jolting from the uneven stone road were enough to make my clitoris tremble violently.

The creaking and groaning vibrations were like an earthquake, bringing immense destructive power. In the midst of the intense shaking, he roared, his penis trembling, ejaculating thick semen...

Seeing that Ye Huyan had finished, Qing Moli quickly pulled my body off him. *Pop!* The sound of cupping. The semen inside me splattered everywhere.

Qing Moli spread my legs wide and placed them on top of mine, his eyes fixed on my trembling, contracting anus. He used his fingers to push the semen that had dripped onto my anus back in, and chuckled, "Don't waste it."

"Tsk tsk! The more you try to plug it, the more it flows. Looks like I'll have to use something bigger to block it." As he spoke, he unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, and thrust it hard into my throbbing, eagerly awaiting anal opening.

"Ah—" Although it had already been penetrated once, the narrow walls of my vagina still tightly enveloped his enormous penis, contracting rapidly and squeezing violently.

Qing Moli tied one of my thighs with his large hand, pulling it up and draping it over his shoulder. He leaned against the carriage wall, waiting for the carriage to move, his eyes closed, letting the swaying of the carriage do his work. With each sway of the carriage, his buttocks rose and fell, trembling and swaying, violently churning every inch of my vaginal canal. The slapping sounds of flesh colliding against flesh were unusually crisp and loud in the quiet air.

With each violent swaying and jolting of the carriage, my flower-like opening was penetrated until it went numb. The intense vibrations caused his penis to ejaculate quickly amidst the violent throbbing. To conceal the fact that he had already ejaculated, he pressed my buttocks against his penis even harder, circling me...

After a few seconds, his penis quickly regained its hardness. Like a giant python, his thick penis, with the swaying of the carriage, without his buttocks exerting any force, cleverly used the 'external force' to thrust heavily, my opening forced to move rapidly by the 'bumps,' again and again, the depth and speed of which my buttocks could not reach. This intense vibration made me tremble and even lose my breath. Instinctively, I relaxed my body, rising and falling with the man's rhythm, so that at least his penis wouldn't penetrate too deeply and make me too uncomfortable.

"Mmm, ah..." Qing Moli let out a hoarse growl, lifting my snowy buttocks and thrusting deeply inside me, his semen spraying into my body again.

"Useless man!" I whispered in his ear, mocking him.

"What did you say?" His eyes sharpened, and he fiercely lifted my chin with two fingers.

I laughed. So this smiling tiger has finally been provoked? It's really not easy. "Nothing." I turned my head to the side.

I knew that angering him would not do me any good, but after saying it, I did not regret it. Instead, I felt a sense of vengeful pleasure.

He growled and suddenly flipped my body over, pressing my two soft breasts flat against the smooth carriage wall, raising my lower body. The flesh that had softened was now swollen again. The flesh pierced the crevice fiercely.

He thrust in forcefully, rubbing powerfully, slamming into my clitoris. Then he quickly withdrew, pulling out tender flesh and splashing juices. "Pfft, pfft!" The sounds were incessant...

He ejaculated again and again...

but he still wouldn't let me go, continuing to thrust and pound with his hard, erect member.

Again and again, the more he failed, the more determined he became...

Unfortunately, his rhythmic thrusts were always very short—he ejaculated in no time.

But how could he, so clever, forget that the angrier he was, the harder it was to control his desires?

However, this was good. I didn't have to do it with him for long to get most of his semen. Ejaculate, ejaculate! So much semen in such a short time, at least my flower hole will suffer less friction from him today!

Yan Sheng frowned, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes. He had never seen Qing Moli act so abnormally!

"Moli, that's enough," Yan Sheng said, trying to stop him.

But Qing Moli seemed to have lost his hearing instantly, only concerned with his frantic hip thrusts, completely oblivious to his words.

It hurts! He was too rough; my genitals were almost raw from the rubbing. I was surprised by his loss of control. I knew men cared a lot about their 'virility.' But this was the usually calm and collected Qing Moli! He shouldn't, and couldn't possibly, lose control to this extent.

"Moli?" Ye Huyan frowned, belatedly realizing what was happening. Moli had always been a very calm person; why had he lost control like this today?

"Enough." Yan Sheng walked over, intending to lift me off Qing Moli, but Qing Moli grabbed me and swayed away.

"I'm enjoying myself." He thrust and pounded hard, seemingly intent on tearing my anus apart.

Seeing that his command had no effect, Yan Sheng gave Ye Huyan a look. Ye Huyan nodded in agreement and quickly stepped forward to press his pressure points.

Yan Sheng looked at my immobile body, his calm, emotionless voice echoing in the carriage, "You should calm down for a while."

As he spoke, he picked me up and placed me on his lap.

The carriage moved onto a level road, gradually stabilizing and no longer swaying violently.

My eyes, unconsciously soaked with tears, stung, and tears streamed down my face like broken pearls.

I turned my head away, not wanting anyone to see my pathetic, tearful appearance, but my shoulders trembled uncontrollably. Yan Sheng forcibly turned my shoulders back, and seeing the two strings of tears at the corners of my eyes, his brows furrowed even more.

"Don't cry," he said, wiping away the tears from my cheeks and gently patting my shoulder.

My arms wrapped tightly around his neck like vines, unintentionally pulling off the thin ribbon binding his long hair. Instantly, strands of his dark hair slid down, and I buried my face in his hair. Not seeking his comfort, but simply not wanting anyone to see my pathetic, tearful appearance. I

lingered on him for a long time, and seeing no further movement from him, I lifted my eyelids, looking at him with confusion.

He understood the meaning in my eyes. The tenderness in his eyes flowed gently, "You should rest today, we won't touch you."

I shook my head. If I stopped now, all the pain I had endured would have been for nothing. If I didn't collect all four men's semen at once, the semen from the first two men wouldn't have any effect on my body.

He understood the meaning in my eyes, nodded, and then frowned, asking, "Can you take it now?"

I nodded. I had no choice but to endure it.

He straightened up, quickly removed his clothes, and reached out to stroke my cheek. He slowly leaned down, his long, silky black hair cascading down his chest, enveloping our bodies. The soft, slightly cool ends of his hair tickled and teased my sensitive neck and breasts.

"I'm going to enter..." his voice was hoarse, his muscles tense as if they were about to burst.

He placed me on the white fox fur, straddling my mons pubis, his erect penis pressing against my navel.

Looking up, I saw his strong yet supple physique, veiled by long, jet-black hair, exuding an ethereal, dreamlike aura.

Even amidst the atmosphere of being raped, his stunning beauty couldn't be concealed. —That's the allure of a handsome man.

For some reason, crystal-clear tears began to fall from my left eye—was it self-abandonment, or self-loathing?

"Don't cry..." He gently wiped away my tears with his jade-like fingers, saying softly, "If you're going to cry, cry with both eyes..." One eye was clearly filled with wounded tears, while the other held a gentle smile. For some reason, this kind of crying always made him feel a tightness in his chest, as if there was something stuck there, unable to rise.

His eyes held so much complexity, things that could easily stir a woman's heart. Undeniably, I was just a woman too…

So, in my panic, I resorted to the worst possible tactic to stop my pathetic, laughable infatuation—reaching out my delicate, lotus-root-like hand to his erection, gently grasping it. This single action triggered an uncontrollable, gruff growl from him, “Don’t play with fire…”

I knew that those who play with fire will eventually get burned, but compared to losing a woman’s most important thing—her heart—it was insignificant.

I tilted my head back, parted my lips, and bit his neck, where veins bulged from suppressing passion. His sweat seeped through my teeth and onto my tongue, salty…

His body stiffened slightly at my action, and he let out an angry, uncontrollable roar.

"You asked for this!"

He took a deep breath, half-kneeling, and gently grasped his manhood with his hand. His firm buttocks tightened, he stepped back slightly, then thrust forward, forcefully opening a gap in their tightly closed slits, and shoved his long, thick member into my flower-like opening.

"Ah—" My little mouth moved incessantly, sucking in the air from the carriage.

At this moment, my white, tender breasts, half-hidden in his willow-like black hair, rose and fell with his breath, displaying alluring curves. His Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then with a low growl, he opened his mouth and took my erect nipple into his mouth…

"Ah…" I weakly tilted my head back, my fingers sinking deep into his strong arms, involuntarily arching my chest, gently twisting my slender waist, letting my nipples brush gently up and down and side to side in his mouth.

He slowly closed his eyes, his lips moving gently against my round nipple like an innocent baby nursing.

Suddenly, his large hand twisted and pinched my breast hard. His lips sucked even harder, as if trying to draw out milk.

"It hurts!" My body trembled violently, my eyes welling up with tears.

As if only then realizing what he had done, he quickly released my nipple, anxiously circling his fingers over the nipple, trying to mask the unintentional bite with the pleasure of caressing.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked in a rough, low voice after a while.

I opened my eyes, my misty eyes looking at him blankly. I touched the base of my nipple with my fingers, confirming that it was indeed still at the tip of my breast—it hadn't been bitten off…

After such a long period of lurking, my tight passage spasmed and twitched, secreting warm love fluid.

Yan Sheng's penis immediately sensed the wet liquid enveloping it. He smiled faintly and rubbed my lower abdomen with both hands. "Want it?"

I turned my head away. My body wanted it, but my heart never did...

Just then, beams of golden sunlight streamed in through the carriage window, freely illuminating his strong, muscular body, making his smooth skin appear even more translucent.

"I'm going to start!" he asked again, still unsure.

I bit my lower lip, my hands encircling his neck like snakes, and bit his nipple, my teeth digging into the base of the nipple and pulling hard, causing him to gasp in pain.

"You... are you getting revenge?" He smiled, gently lifting my head with both hands, his two thumbs kneading my delicate lips with the same motion and rhythm.

I smiled, then hardened my heart, opened my lips, and took his fingers into my mouth, my tongue frantically swirling around the fingertips.

The wet, licking sensation between his fingers made him unable to resist thrusting his member deeper. His firm buttocks teased my wet clitoris in circles, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me.

He withdrew his long fingers from my mouth, roughly lifted my limp body, and held my hands, making me grip the two carriage pillars on either side of my head. This made my breasts stand out even more.

"If you don't speak, I'm going to start." He knelt between my wide-open legs, lifting my thighs and placing them on his lap, making my mons pubis fully exposed to him. As soon as he finished

speaking, his narrow buttocks contracted, his hips retreating—pulling out his member, leaving only the glans inside. With a thrust of his hips—he thrust in forcefully, almost inserting both scrotums into my flower.

Next, he panted heavily, gripping my snowy buttocks high, first deeply thrusting into my clitoris, rubbing it heavily. Then he slowly withdrew, his glans scraping against the walls of my vagina, the passage closing in, and glistening liquid dripping down the withdrawn shaft onto the white fox-fur coat, wetting my entire buttocks and his two breasts.

He thrust in again, forcing my flower-like opening to take in his flesh, ramming into my clitoris, then pulling out, leaving a trail of wetness. Repeatedly, deeply thrusting, quickly withdrawing. Again and again, over and over.

As his thrusting speed increased, my knuckles, gripping the carriage pillar tightly, turned deathly white, and beads of sweat streamed down my breasts…

It was so painful to be penetrated like this. I tried to pull back, hoping he would penetrate less, but this only aggravated the flesh inside my passage, causing him to let out a broken growl, his forehead pressed tightly against mine, his large hands gripping my buttocks, digging his fingers into my flesh.

His action made me gasp. The soft inner walls of his penis, gripping my flesh, immediately contracted and throbbed with emotion…

His knees spread my legs wider, and his penis thrust deeper and deeper with fierce force.

My body trembled as I buried my face in the crook of his shoulder, feeling his powerful thrusts again and again.

He didn't know what spell he was under today—he wanted to end this lovemaking as soon as possible. It wasn't that he didn't want to rub freely inside her, but the image of her teary eyes from earlier remained etched in his mind, refusing to fade. He couldn't think straight; only one thought occupied his mind: to ejaculate quickly and stop her from suffering any longer…

He unleashed his power, increasing the speed and force of his thrusts: brutal impacts, the crackling sounds echoing incessantly…

Suddenly, his lower abdomen tightened, and he roared as he gripped my buttocks even tighter. After a series of fierce, rapid thrusts, his glans was firmly embedded in my clitoris, ejaculating hot semen…

He panted as he gave Ye Huyan a wink. Ye Huyan understood, nodded, and stepped from the left side of the carriage to the right, pulling down Linghu Yue's trousers to reveal a huge, swollen penis. Then, he quickly pressed a finger on Linghu Yue's body, releasing the pressure points that had been sealed.

Yan Sheng smiled, picked me up, and, in a position as if helping a child urinate, placed my genitals onto Linghu Yue's erect penis. Linghu Yue's penis entered my vagina with incredible accuracy—it seemed Yan Sheng must also know some martial arts.

Seeing that my flower-like opening was already enveloped by his flesh, Linghu Yue suddenly went berserk, cupping my face with one hand and gripping my chin with the other, forcing my head back. He wildly licked my entire face with his tongue before forcefully swallowing my lips. His fiery flesh thrust against me with frenzied speed, making me bounce up and down, my whole body convulsing and my hair flying wildly.

His muscles were visibly bulging, and his massive, veined member pounded erratically inside me, its rhythmic thrusts seemingly trying to explore every corner of my being.

I almost choked on my breath from his brutal thrusts, and my opening trembled with pleasure as he relentlessly pounded away, my juices spraying wildly.

Just as I wondered if he was about to pound and crush my flower-like opening, he finally roared and ejaculated with a "sizzle"...

The body pressing down on me was suddenly pulled away, and I instantly lost my support, collapsing limply onto the white fox fur rug. My hands moved faster than my mind could, tightly covering my constantly throbbing opening to stop the semen from flowing out...

The moonlight was like gauze, cold and thin with resentment. The campfire soared into the sky, white smoke billowing gracefully.

She sat quietly cross-legged on the ground covered with white fox fur, her clothes fluttering in the wind. A few strands of light hair floated in the air like a dream, her face having long since transformed from the sorrow of the past to an indifferent expression of honor and disgrace.

Four imposing men stood silently. Some leaned against trees, some against rocks. Although they seemed nonchalant, their eyes couldn't help but occasionally glance at her every move. The

cold mountain wind shook the branches incessantly. A few withered leaves drifted unnoticed onto my knees. I frowned, picked up a leaf, and absentmindedly twirled it.

Her unintentional movement caused Ye Huyan's pupils to constrict and his Adam's apple to bob. His handsome, icy face hardened, and he kicked a small stone away in a fit of rage, charging at her like a mad bull.

"Ah!" I was suddenly pushed down. I looked up in terror to see Ye Huyan's murderous expression, his gaze cold and fierce.

"Damn you! Can't you stop seducing me for even a moment? You vixen! You damn vixen!" Ye Huyan shook my shoulders frantically. His fingers dug deep into my flesh, drawing ten beads of blood as he shook me violently. "Are you deliberately trying to drive all men crazy for you? Is that it? Is that it?!"

"Ah~~~ Ye Huyan, let me go, it hurts!" I cried out in pain, the bones in my shoulder cracking as if they were breaking.

"Ye Huyan—" Linghu Yue rushed over in terror, but the moment his hand touched Ye Huyan's shoulder, he was blasted away by the internal force emanating from his body!

"Pfft!" Linghu Yue's body flew out and stopped several meters away. He pressed one hand to the ground, struggling to support himself; the other hand clutched his chest in pain, vomiting two mouthfuls of blood.

Yan Sheng and Qing Moli's expressions changed upon seeing this. Yan Sheng waved his hand, and the guards hidden around them flew down from mid-air to the ground, kneeling respectfully on one knee before Yan Sheng.

Yan Sheng narrowed his eyes and coldly commanded, "Pull him away."

"Yes!" Three guards approached Ye Huyan, but before their hands could even touch him, they were blasted away by the internal force emanating from his body.

Yan Sheng waved his hand coldly again, and dozens of guards stepped forward. He stopped them from bowing. The guards understood, nodded respectfully to Yan Sheng, and tried to pull Ye Huyan away, but they were all blasted away by his internal force!

Yan Sheng's expression changed drastically; dozens of guards couldn't even touch him?! He hadn't expected Ye Huyan's hidden power to be so profound!

Seeing Yan Sheng's change in expression, Qing Moli's face also changed. Ye Huyan's years of hidden strength had been easily unleashed by a woman!

Qing Moli was both angry and anxious, shouting, "Ye Huyan, stop right there!"

Ye Huyan ignored him, viciously tearing my white robes and ripping off my pants, her hands digging into my breasts and twisting them incessantly.

"Ah!" My breasts felt like they were being ripped off by Ye Huyan; the pain was excruciating.

Seeing her clothes ruined and her fair skin exposed, Yan Sheng could only frown and dismiss all the guards and protectors—he didn't want any other man to see her body.

Ye Huyan held her tightly in his arms, his fingertips obsessively tracing the contours of her face, over and over again, as if he had fallen into an inescapable demonic path.

I could barely breathe from his grip. Ye Huyan's large hands on my back seemed to want to force my entire body into his chest before he would stop!

His resolute, handsome face was pressed against my soft, tender face with a frenzied, rapid friction. I desperately twisted my cheeks, trying to escape the hot breath from his nostrils, but sadly found that I couldn't budge his enormous, terrifying body at all.

He sat up irritably, half-pulled down his pants, and pulled out a hard, red, swollen penis from his crotch—thicker than the drumstick used to beat drums in a government office. He grabbed my buttocks and started thrusting and poking wildly at my mons pubis!

But Ye Huyan was clearly too impatient; despite several attempts, he still couldn't successfully insert his penis into my flower.

He roared in anger, forcefully pried open the petals with both hands, and inserted his fingers into the tiny, pinhole-like opening, stirring wildly.

"Ah! Ah!" My flower was suddenly invaded; my flower pot was dry, and the slightest pull was painful. I frowned and cried out, "It hurts so much..." His eyes

reddened as he stirred. Hearing my cry of pain, he frowned and inserted another finger—one in each hand. My opening became even more painful.

Then, he spread his hands wide, forcefully prying open the slit, revealing the tender, red inner walls. He then lowered his head and spat into my vagina.

"Ah, ah...no..." God! This is so dirty!

"Don't move! Let me spit more." Without water in my vagina, not only will she be in excruciating pain later, but he won't be able to penetrate me properly!

He's young and vigorous, and tonight he's been acting like a madman; so many people can't handle him! The wild thrusting later is unavoidable.

Oh well, it's not the first time he's raped me. I'm already utterly broken; what's the point of protecting me? I smiled sarcastically. After

all, discretion is the better part of valor... After weighing the options, I turned my head away, deciding to let him spit as much as possible, at least so that the tender flesh inside my vagina wouldn't be torn when he fucked me later.

He lifted my alabaster buttocks, his hot penis pressing against the entrance, struggling to push it inside.

My vagina was narrow; his penetration made my body tremble. With a calm expression and a pitiful look, my expression was not resentful. "You... be gentle..."

If a plea of weakness could save me from being fucked to pieces, then what was the harm in saying it?

His handsome face was filled with shock and disbelief. Perhaps my reaction had surprised him.

He was breathing heavily, reaching out to lovingly stroke my cheek, awkwardly comforting me, "Don't be afraid, open your legs wider, let me slowly insert it all the way in." I sneered; this tough guy's 'tenderness' was so stiff.

However, my weak words did have an effect on him. Now, I saw him carefully grasp his penis, slowly pushing it inside—a stark contrast to his earlier ferocity.

"Ah!" His was too big, too long; only two-thirds of his shaft had entered, already bulging my passage. It stretched the folds of my vaginal opening flat, the flesh so wide, the feeling of it about to tear intensified.

Luckily, he had spat into my vagina earlier, the sticky, slippery substance preventing his penis from tearing it apart.

I gripped the fox fur beneath me, spreading my legs as wide as possible—pulling them until my inner thighs ached slightly before stopping.

He thrust again, finally penetrating all the way in! Only the two testicles remained guarding the entrance.

"Ah—" The full length of his penis pierced through me, causing me to instinctively clench my legs!

"Don't clench—" His body trembled uncontrollably, his glans completely enveloped by the flesh inside her, unable to move. If she clenched any tighter, he would ejaculate.

He tilted his head back and began to thrust wildly and forcefully.

"Ah—ah—ah—gently, gently—" I cried out in pain.

Perhaps he was too excited today, for he ejaculated repeatedly after only a short time.

"Ah—" The scalding semen burned the tender flesh inside my vagina, causing it to contract violently, like a baby's mouth, soft and yielding, sucking tightly on Night Amber's huge glans, greedily wanting him to ejaculate even more!

"Hiss—" He gasped, his penis trembling, the small opening on the glans continuing to ejaculate large spurts of semen intermittently…

"Can you get up?" I pleaded, gently pushing his body away. After more than thirty days of observation, I knew that crying or making a scene with this man was useless; only 'gentleness' and 'obedience' would work.

Ye Huyan's cold, handsome face was filled with unease. He clearly couldn't understand why I could treat him so calmly after being suddenly raped. I sneered. He forgot that I was actually raped almost every few days. Such experience had long since numbed me. It wasn't that I didn't feel pain or hatred, but I wisely chose to be a 'turtle.' —I've never looked down on turtles; at least they live to be a hundred.

"I'm...I'm sorry!" He scrambled off me helplessly.

This was the first time he had apologized to me. I was surprised, but I didn't accept it, nor would I argue. What they had done to me couldn't be forgiven with just an 'apology.'

I rubbed my lower abdomen. My anus was inevitably aching after being pounded by the thick stick.

At this moment, Yan Sheng and Qing Moli saw that Ye Huyan had regained consciousness and rushed over. Linghu Yue also staggered to his feet and tumbled toward me.

I lay still, my body motionless.

Linghu Yue fell beside me, cupped my face, and asked softly, "Xi'er, are you alright?"

I shook my head. I'd been raped so many times, what difference did 'alright' or 'not alright' make?

I turned around, straddled his leg, lifted his robe, half-pulled down his pants, and pulled out his huge, bulging member from his crotch. I rubbed it in my hand a few times, and immediately it became harder, longer, and thicker.

I tightened my abdomen, and after confirming that the semen had flowed out, I gently grasped his penis with one hand and used two fingers of the other to pry open the small slit. I lifted my hips, letting the glans rub gently against my soft lower body, searching for the opening to penetrate.

I couldn't see my own lower body. When I felt it was right, I sat down slightly, driving his penis deep into my flower cave...

With each rise and fall of my hips, when Linghu Yue's lower abdomen touched my buttocks, it made a crisp slapping sound—chaotic and erotic.

Linghu Yue comfortably tilted his head back, spread his legs wide, bent his knees, and cupped my waist with his hands to help me ride him.

After more than a hundred thrusts, he finally found a moment to grab my bouncing breasts and thrust wildly upwards. There were even a few thrusts that were so heavy they almost crushed the cartilage at the cervix.

I gritted my teeth and endured the waves of pleasure from the friction. The swaying of my hips, though lessened by the intense pleasure, was noticeably less.

"Ah...ah..." I gasped, head thrown back.

Linghu Yue, excited, thrust in and out over fifty more times, then shivered, letting out a low growl. His hips slammed down like a waterfall crashing against a boulder, his lower abdomen tightening as he thrust wildly into my hole!

With each of his frenzied thrusts, my juices gushed forth...

He tightened his hips, slamming upwards, his large hands seizing the moment to press down on my waist, pulling me down sharply. Our flesh pressed tightly together, and he trembled as he ejaculated, his hot semen shooting directly to the bottom of my flower pot...

After a few moments of rapid breathing, I struggled to my feet, getting off Linghu Yue's flesh. I lay on my back on the fox fur, legs slightly parted like a prostitute who had been fucked by a thousand men, waiting for the next 'customer'.

Yan Sheng narrowed his long, narrow eyes, his expression displeased, radiating a chilling aura. He remained silent, lying on his side beside me. He leaned down, opened his mouth, and took one of my small nipples into his mouth, chewing it for a long time before licking my pink areola in a circular motion with his tongue.

After his tongue had satisfied my nipple, it slid down my cleavage, licking my lower abdomen and heading towards my navel. After circling my navel a few times, he used his lips to block it and began to move them. Then his lips moved to my mons pubis, biting my dark pubic hair and gently pulling it upwards, bringing a tingling pleasure.

Perhaps because there was Ye Hu Yan and Linghu Yue's semen inside my vagina, he didn't insert his tongue directly. Instead, he parted the petals with his hands and inserted his fingers inside, stirring them vigorously.

Instinctively, I pulled his hair, trying to stop him from going too deep or too hard. But it clearly didn't work. His fingers inside me remained unrestrained, so wicked.

Suddenly, he picked up the silk handkerchief I had left beside him and wiped it along the petals, then used his middle finger to probe inside, stirring it around a few times. When the handkerchief came out, it was soaking wet.

After wiping, his tongue finally licked my petals with peace of mind. He forcefully pried open my opening with both hands, pressed his lips tightly against mine, and puffed out his cheeks, blowing air forcefully inside. The hot air from his mouth traveled through the passage to my core, then circulated around my cervix. My legs trembled involuntarily from his actions.

Based on over thirty days of observation, I was certain that Yan Sheng was a person with extremely severe mysophobia. Yet today, he was using his mouth—the mouth he used for eating—to give me pleasure?! And with a genital that had been used by multiple men. I couldn't believe it. Why was he trying to please me like this?

"Hmm..." I carefully suppressed the trembling in my lower body, not daring to even twist my waist—trying not to agitate my anus. I didn't want the semen inside me to accidentally flow into his mouth, causing this extremely fastidious man to ingest another man's semen. "Ah..." Suddenly, a sudden urge to urinate washed over me; I knew this urge meant my orgasm was imminent! I knew I couldn't hold it in, so I forcefully pulled Yan Sheng's head away from my anus.

After a series of uncontrollable spasms throughout my body, my anus gushed out a large gush of fluid, mixed with a small amount of semen, spraying out and covering Yan Sheng's entire lower abdomen with glistening liquid.

Seeing this, Yan Sheng's breathing quickened. He ripped open his robe, which was now bulging, and half-pushed down his underpants. With a thrust of his erect penis, he plunged it in hard! All the way in!

"Ah!" My lower body was filled with flesh again. Tears streamed down my face.

Although I had been with them countless times, they were all naturally endowed with extraordinary penises—not only thick but also long. Their powerful thrusts, penetrating to the very end, naturally caused me excruciating pain!

Looking down, I saw my mons pubis swollen from being stretched. Helplessly, I closed my eyes, gripped the fox fur beneath me, and gritted my teeth to hold on.

Yan Sheng lay on top of me, thrusting in and out more than twenty times. Then, he naturally changed position, lifting my legs and placing them on his shoulders.

This lifted my waist into the air, and my buttocks left the fox fur-covered ground. His penis pounded against my buttocks with speed, precision, and force, like the striking of a temple bell.

My vagina was like a bell, and his penis was naturally the thick wooden stick used to strike it.

After a series of incredibly powerful thrusts, he slammed in again, his lower abdomen trembling uncontrollably, and a thick, hot stream of fluid sprayed deep into my uterus!

"Ah—ah—" My waist trembled uncontrollably, and my body involuntarily shuddered upwards.

To ensure not a single drop of semen was wasted, as soon as Yan Sheng withdrew, Qing Moli thrust in hard!

As he thrust, Qing Moli lowered his head and bit my nipple, sucking and biting until my nipple glistened with saliva. Suddenly, he squeezed my breasts hard, creating a deep cleavage between them, and then stretched out his tongue, licking and sucking.

Taking advantage of my distraction while he was sucking, his lower body transitioned from slow to fast thrusting.

"Ah—" As his buttocks pounded wildly, a clear "plop! plop!" sound echoed from where our bodies were joined. The sound reverberated around us, reverberating through the empty fields.

Was it my imagination? For a fleeting moment, I clearly saw his gaze filled with a tender light as he looked at me. Was this the kind of look that Qing Moli would ever have?

Seeing my astonishment, he turned his face away unnaturally, his ten fingers pinching my breasts almost piercing through them.

"Ah—" The violent squeezing made me suffer excruciating pain.

Suddenly, he violently pulled his penis out of my body and flipped me over harshly.

"Ah!" My two poor breasts were once again the first to suffer, flattened and pressed beneath him. He lifted my buttocks again, pried open my swollen and engorged petals, and thrust his penis straight in—"Ah!" I screamed, my head thrown back, my vagina trembling as it swallowed the entire massive shaft once more. He thrust too hard, and even though my little hole was so tight that not even air could get in, thousands of drops of lustful fluid still splashed out…

He was a beast! A complete and utter beast!

He held my buttocks, his fleshy member thrusting straight to the deepest point each time.

He was excited as he pulled out, and couldn't help but murmur excitedly, “You're so tight, it's so hard for me to penetrate you…”

“Ah…” I cried out in pain.

He was struggling to 'attack,' but how could I 'suffer' with any ease?

My body was so sore and numb, and after my thighs trembled a few times, my knees couldn't support my weight, and I collapsed onto the fox fur, leaving only my buttocks, which he was holding up, still sticking high in the air.

My flower hole spasmed violently deep inside. He roared, his thick fleshy member pounding in and out like a beast, again and again, and even when my love fluid was gushing out uncontrollably, he still thrust as wildly as ever.

Ahhhhh! I can't take it anymore! His fleshy member is too big, too long, I want it to be smaller! Shorter!

If I shrink, I won't be stretched so swollen; if I shorten, I won't be pounded so torn!

I trembled and squeezed hard, my vaginal muscles twisting and contorting! The inner walls convulsed violently, tightening more and more, "Small, small! Shrink quickly!" "Ah...don't squeeze anymore...oh...you're going to break my flesh...I'll fuck...fuck...fuck you to death, you wicked devil! You seducing wicked devil...fuck you to death! Fuck you to death!" In the heat of passion, a man can say anything, even the most well-mannered man. You're all sluts! Sluts!

He rode on my ass, retreating rapidly, thrusting in again. The veined penis thrust in and out relentlessly, pounding until the hole was soft, sore, and wet…

After another hundred rapid thrusts, a paste-like fluid seeped from the delicate, tender pink slits between the two labia, filled with the penis, flowing down my buttocks…

The pulsating hole was too tempting. To prevent the other three men beside me from arousing their lust, Yan Sheng picked up a handkerchief and gently covered my two wet petals. Little did he know that when the flower nectar gushed out, the sight of the handkerchief soaked would be even more alluring…

Thus, the men's panting filled the air. A massive battle of lust has continued until now—is it for the 'map' or for 'desire'?

26 Lost in the Deep (Caution)

Finally, the secret map on my back was fully revealed, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

The day after they drew the map, Linghu Yue was supposed to take me back to the Linghu Mansion.

On the way back to the Linghu Manor, without them and many of the guards, my chances of escape were much greater. This was the best opportunity I had been waiting for. I thought this was a sure thing.

But Qing Moli insisted that I accompany them to find the medical book, citing the reason that I might leak the map and cause them trouble.

I looked up, my long eyelashes trembling slightly. "If I come along, I'll only slow you down. If you're worried, send a few highly skilled people to watch over me." As long as I wasn't with them, my chances of escaping would be much greater. "

There are too many experts in the martial world. To prevent any accidents, it's safer to take you with me. There are countless eyes in the martial world eyeing this medical book. If someone else gets hold of the Zhanlu map, it will be even more troublesome." Qing Moli placed the cup in his hand on the round table and leisurely propped his chin on his elbow.

I turned my gaze to Yan Sheng, who stood with his hands behind his back, gazing silently at the vast night outside the window, his eyes utterly expressionless.

Seeing him like this, I completely gave up hope. No statement is often the best expression. (Unless Yan Sheng agrees, Linghu Yue has no right to 'send me back to the manor.') Did

he also agree with Qing Moli's absurd claim?!

Many people in the martial world know about this medical book, but I believe no one would dare to preemptively try to snatch it from these few people.

Their excuses are all just that—excuses! I just can't understand why they want to keep me alive when I'm no longer of any use.

I had planned to escape when the map appeared, but unexpected complications have arisen. It seems I need to think of another way…

The carriage rumbled into Yao Town. I opened the window and stared blankly out the window. Suddenly, I saw a tailor shop, and an idea immediately came to me.

"I want some clothes," I said, my fingers clenching tightly, trying to remain calm. These men aren't easy to fool; I have to be extra careful to keep them from suspecting anything.

Qing Moli paused, glanced at me, then pretended not to notice and continued sipping his tea.

Ye Huyan opened his eyes, which had been closed for rest, and stared at me, a hint of doubt on his cool face. He asked bluntly, "You have no clothes to wear?"

I smiled sarcastically and replied softly, "I don't have a bellyband to wear, and I only have two pieces of clothing left." Most of my clothes had been torn by Ye Huyan.

Ye Huyan's lips moved, his eyes glaring fiercely, and he awkwardly turned his head away. I could easily spot a noticeable blush on the base of his neck.

Yan Sheng looked at me without speaking. When he saw my eyes turn to him, he turned his head away and coughed lightly, feigning nonchalance. Qing Moli clearly had no interest in sipping his tea, and gulped it down.

"Alright, it's been almost a month since we left. It's time to buy some clothes for Xi'er," Linghu Yue replied with a smile.

They went to a high-end tailor shop, of course.

"Please come in, gentlemen and ladies," the shop assistant bowed warmly as he saw us enter.

"Please sit for a moment, gentlemen. I'll go and fetch the manager right away." Judging from their extraordinary bearing, these people must be quite important and likely to make a fortune. A big sale like this would naturally be handled by the manager himself.

After a while, a portly man with a protruding belly came out and asked with a friendly smile, "Are you all looking for clothes to be made, or..."

Linghu Yue waved his hand, interrupting the shopkeeper, and then casually ordered, "Make a few sets of women's clothing."

The shopkeeper understood immediately, and with a smile and a bow, said, "Then, miss, please come this way."

In ancient times, clothes were all made to order; there were no ready-made garments. After two women took my measurements, they brought out several batches of fine silk fabric. I touched a few pieces, pretending to carefully select them.

After a while, I turned to the two women with a shy and embarrassed expression and stammered, "I need to relieve myself. Is this a convenient place?"

The two women were taken aback, then one of them took my hand and smiled as she ushered me inside. "This way, miss."

I grasped her hand and slipped two small silver ingots into it (larger ingots couldn't be stuffed into the seam of my sleeve), and whispered, "I've had an upset stomach these past few days, and I'm afraid it'll be a long time before I come out... If the gentlemen in front ask any questions, please help me out."

She was stunned, her eyes widening. How many years could those two ingots of silver sustain her?! The wealthy were truly generous.

Seeing her hesitation, I tugged at her sleeve again, feigning a girlish coquettishness, and lowered my head.

She suddenly realized what I meant, giggled, and assumed I was just embarrassed to let a grown man know about my 'shameful affair.' She patted my hand and readily agreed.

I nodded my thanks and went inside.

With their cover, I'd have more time to escape, and my chances would be greater.

In ancient times, there were no toilets; people used buckets to collect waste. Larger shops, to avoid affecting the shop's feng shui, usually had a small door inside the latrine, allowing direct entry and exit.

This tailor shop, as I expected, had the same structure. I was overjoyed. Luckily, I had observed things carefully; otherwise, I wouldn't have thought of this method to escape.

I tiptoed to the small door, slowly pulled the latch, and carefully opened it. Heaven was on my side! Directly opposite the door was a narrow alley.

Humans are born gamblers, and I'm no exception. Today, I'll take a gamble. Although they brought many guards and skilled fighters, they wouldn't expect me to escape through the backyard of the small door,

would they? My escape depends on this one move! I clenched my fists, took a deep breath, and ran quickly along the alley.

Now that they have the map they wanted, they wouldn't have searched so thoroughly if they couldn't find me. Although I don't understand why they won't let me go even after they have the map, I understand that I'm useless to them now...

About half an hour passed.

Qing Moli suddenly stood up impatiently from his chair. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what it was. "She's been in there for so long, why hasn't she come out yet?"

Yan Sheng's right hand fingers absentmindedly stroked the ring on his left thumb, his face still expressionless. But his dark eyebrows furrowed.

Linghu Yue also suppressed a certain unease in her heart, staring intently at the door she went into, her eyes unwavering.

Ye Huyan stood up abruptly and went to knock on the tightly closed door.

With a creak, the door opened, and the woman who had accompanied her inside stepped out. Seeing Ye Huyan's cold face, she trembled slightly and asked, "Sir, is there something you need?"

Ye Huyan snapped, "Why isn't she ready yet?"

Remembering the girl's shy expression, she smiled and replied, "The young lady is choosing fabric; how can she be ready so quickly?" Then, with a smile, she creaked the door shut again. "

Few grown men have patience," she said, shaking her head with a smile after closing the door.

"These gentlemen are all handsome and distinguished. I wonder what their backgrounds are?" another woman asked curiously. "We've worked in this shop for so many years, and we've never seen several men waiting for a woman to tailor clothes. This young lady must be someone important." "

Ah Xiu, how many times have I told you not to be curious about the customers' affairs?" the woman who had opened the door immediately interrupted. These were people they couldn't inquire about.

After a moment of silence, the woman spoke again, "However, that young lady took a little too long to relieve herself."

"Didn't you hear what she said? She had an upset stomach. If she hadn't been in there for so long, she wouldn't have specifically given us money and repeatedly told us to keep it a secret from that gentleman in the front hall." The woman named A-Xiu waved her hand and giggled.

"A-Xiu, why don't you go in and call her?" the woman said calmly.

"Hmm, alright, it's been almost half an hour." The woman named A-Xiu wiggled her hips, lifted the bamboo curtain, went into the inner room, and knocked on the door. "Miss, are you done yet?"

After waiting a while, seeing no answer from inside, she knocked a few more times, still no answer.

She frowned. "Miss, if you don't answer, I'm going in."

After another silence from inside, she panicked. Could she have fainted inside? This thought immediately made her face turn pale. If something happened, it wouldn't be something they could bear! She gritted her teeth and slammed the door open—but found it empty. The girl was nowhere to be seen!

Only the small door for emptying the chamber pot was open. She froze, completely stunned. That...that girl...

"No, no! That girl left through the small door—" the woman gasped, running to the ground.

Everyone suddenly stood up, the sound of chairs crashing backward echoing.

Linghu Yue's eyes were sharp, her murderous aura intense, and she crushed the cup in her hand on the spot. "What did you say?!"

"That...that girl left through the back door..." The woman trembled violently at Linghu Yue's action.

"When did she leave?" Yan Sheng's face was ashen, his fists clenched and trembling.

"Maybe half an hour ago..." the woman managed to manage a few words.

"Then why did you say she was looking at fabric when I asked you?!" Ye Huyan violently smashed the cup in his hand against the woman's head, cracking her skull. The woman screamed, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted instantly.

The woman who had followed her out quickly knelt down and shook the unconscious woman, calling out urgently, "Ah Xiu, Ah Xiu!"

Ye Huyan grabbed the weeping woman's hair, lifted her slightly plump body, and roared, "You tell me! Why did you say she was looking at fabric when I asked you?!"

She was terrified, drenched in cold sweat, and stammered, "That girl needed to relieve herself, saying... she had an upset stomach, and asked us not to tell you gentlemen... We... we thought she was just shy, so we agreed, but who knew she... she..." Who knew that this girl would secretly run away like in the plays.

Ye Huyan angrily threw her out, and was about to stomp on the woman when Qing Moli grabbed his arm, "Finding her is the priority now."

After saying that, Yan Sheng and the others rushed out of the tailor shop.

Ye Huyan turned around, glared fiercely at the people in the shop, and said fiercely, "If we can't find her, I will definitely destroy this shop!" As soon as

he finished speaking, the shopkeeper, who was trembling in the corner, rolled his eyes and fainted...

After running out of the alley, I directly used the silver coins I had hidden in the seam of my clothes to hire a carriage and head straight out of the city.

The sky, which had been overcast with lightning and thunder, suddenly turned into a torrential downpour. A

sudden urge to cry arose within me; I had made a crucial oversight! My oversight lay in my haste to escape. I forgot to look at the sky. It was a rainy day! A rainy day meant fewer pedestrians on the streets and shops closing. Most terrifyingly, I would leave traces when I ran! That would make it much easier for them to find me…

Despair washed over me again. It seemed the chances of leaving this time were slim…

Hasty actions without a plan often end in failure…

Leaning against the carriage window, my desperate eyes suddenly caught sight of dense woods on either side. A forest?! A forest was undoubtedly a good hiding place.

“Stop!” I cried, but my voice was drowned out by the patter of the rain.

I abruptly flung open the curtain and yelled, “Stop!”

“What is it, young lady?” The coachman, wearing a straw hat, pulled on the reins, slowing the carriage, and turned to ask me.

"I want to get off!" I shouted urgently.

"Miss, it's raining so hard, and we're in the middle of nowhere. You'd better not get off," the kind-hearted driver suggested.

"Thank you, sir. But I have to get off." I rubbed my eyes, which were stung by the slanting rain.

The carriage slowly came to a stop, and I jumped down, holding onto the pole at the front.

"Hey! Miss, you'll get sick doing this!" the driver called out honestly from behind me.

I ran a few steps out, then remembered something and ran back. I pulled out some loose silver from the seam of my sleeve and stuffed it into the driver's hand, pleading, "Sir, if anyone stops you and asks if you've given a girl a ride, just say yes. If they ask where I got off, please tell them I got off at the three-way intersection to the southeast. I'll remember your kindness forever."

"Miss, what happened to you?" the driver asked, his face pale with fright.

“Brother, I was sold into marriage as a concubine. I escaped because I couldn’t bear the humiliation. Please tell me what to say, and I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life.” This young man was honest and kind; perhaps he could help me.

“Then, take care of yourself. If you encounter those people who want to capture you, I, I will say what you said. I can’t keep this silver; take it back.”

“Thank you, brother.” I smiled at him, shook my head, pressed his hand back to take the silver, slowly took a few steps back, and then turned and ran towards the woods to the east (left).

After the coachman’s carriage had gone far away, I immediately turned around and ran towards the woods to the west (right)! 11-30
27 Sinful Heart and Romantic Debauchery [Volume 1 Completed]

In this world, I can’t easily trust anyone. Even if I believe that the young man isn’t a bad person, I still have to be wary of him…

In the pouring rain, rows of burly men stood on the street. Their imposing physiques made it immediately clear to even ordinary people that they were no ordinary individuals. Seeing this, they turned pale and fled in panic back the way they had come. Losing their homes for a short while was one thing, but losing their lives was a different matter…

Yan Sheng's usually stern voice betrayed a hint of anxiety, “We’ll split into three groups. Mo Li and Hu Yan, search the route out of the south city. Remember to search carefully; I estimate she’s more likely to have gone south. Linghu, search the city, house to house. I’ll search the north city.” Although there were two city gates, the north city was the route they needed to find the medical book, so the chances of her escaping to the south were higher. However, he couldn’t rule out the possibility that she might go the other way and head north, so they couldn’t abandon the search there either.

"Yes." The three nodded, mounted their horses, took the reins, turned their horses, and galloped off in three different directions...

Just as Qing Moli and Ye Huyan left the city gate, they encountered a carriage swaying precariously towards the city.

Qing Moli glanced at the wheels, narrowed his eyes, and waved his hand. Two men in black rode forward to receive his order.

Qing Moli pointed with his whip and coldly commanded, "Stop that carriage ahead!"

"Yes!" One of them immediately stepped forward and shouted gruffly, "Stop!"

The coachman shrugged, his shoulders shaking, and stammered, "G-Gentlemen, what is it?"

"Let me ask you, was the person riding in your carriage just now a young lady?" Qing Moli asked fiercely, completely lacking his usual composure.

"Yes, yes, a young lady." The coachman nodded tremblingly.

"Where did she stop?" Qing Moli asked urgently.

"I stopped at the three-way intersection to the southeast," the coachman said, bowing his head and repeating what the girl had told him.

"A fork in the road?" Qing Moli murmured. It's understandable for someone to stop at a fork in the road to escape and distract pursuers, but that fork in the road had no trees or weeds to provide cover. Even if there were three roads, it would be easy for them to send a few men to capture a weak woman like her. Why would she choose to get off the carriage there? And the coachman's shifty eyes as he spoke clearly indicated he was lying!

He gave a signal, and the man in black obeyed, immediately raising his whip and lashing the coachman several times.

"If you don't tell the truth, I'll kill you," the man in black threatened harshly.

"Th-that girl really-really did get off at the fork—ah—" the coachman screamed before he could finish his sentence.

"Tell the truth! Or this will be your burial ground!" After saying that, the man in black raised his hand again and lashed the coachman's face with the whip three times in a row.

"Ah—ah—ah—" the coachman screamed repeatedly.

"Why aren't you talking?! Bo Yi, kill him!" Ye Hu Yan's eyes widened, and he ordered fiercely.

"Ah~~ Spare me~~ Spare me~~ I'll talk... I'll talk... That girl got off the carriage in front of the woods not far from here, and then ran south into the woods!" The coachman was so frightened that his teeth were chattering .

"South of the woods?" That made sense. "How did you know she went north or south?"

"I... I saw it with my own eyes." The coachman answered tremblingly and timidly.

He looked coldly at the whip in his hand and asked, "Did she teach you to say those things earlier?"

"Yes, yes, that girl told me to say it." The coachman's body trembled incessantly.

"She told you to say that... and yet you told us her exact location... You betrayed her, so you deserve to die!" Qing Moli gave the order softly.

"You, you all, didn't you say... you would let me go as long as I told you where she was?" The coachman was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body went limp.

"I never made such a promise!" He tightened the reins and galloped forward.

Ye Huyan followed closely behind, his horse leaping into the distance. After the horses had galloped far away, the man in black obediently stabbed the coachman...

"Mo Li, how do you know it's her sitting inside?" Ye Huyan asked, puzzled.

"It's simple. It started raining half an hour ago. If he was returning from the previous town, based on half an hour, his carriage would have passed Huangtupo. But there were no yellow mud tracks on his carriage wheels. That means the person in the carriage left the town half an hour ago and got off before reaching Huangtupo... It's raining now, and we're in the middle of nowhere (no one would choose to get off halfway unless there was an unavoidable reason). So I'm sure it's her." Qing Mo Li replied with a smile. In the woods,

Ye

Huyan was about to lead his men into the eastern woods when Qing Mo Li stopped him.

"What's wrong with Mo Li?"

"Let's search to the west."

"Why? Didn't the coachman say he saw her enter the eastern woods?" Ye Huyan frowned, puzzled.

"The coachman did see her enter the eastern woods, but she's such a clever woman, how could she easily leave such a big flaw for us?" Qing Mo Li raised an eyebrow.

"Otherwise... let's split up and search." Ye Huyan had never doubted Qing Mo Li's calculations, but this matter concerned her, and he wanted to be more thorough.

"No need, she's definitely not in the east. Don't waste manpower, let's all go west."

Seeing Qing Mo Li's certainty, Ye Huyan hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. After all, Qing Mo Li's calculations had never been wrong. "Okay."

So, the large group of men swept into the western woods with overwhelming force.

Hearing the thunderous hooves behind me, my heart pounded like a drum.

Lightning flashed in the sky again; if I climbed a tree to hide, I might get struck by lightning!

I gritted my teeth, my guts churning. Today's actions were a fatal oversight; I shouldn't have been so eager to escape, forgetting the importance of the weather.

I'd been running for too long, the biting wind making my throat feel like it was suffocating. If I didn't find shelter soon

, I'd be doomed. Suddenly, I spotted a tall patch of weeds to the north, and even more remarkably, several enormous spiderwebs, battered by the rain, lay before the ditch. My heart leaped with joy. That's where I'd go. With luck, maybe I could escape today.

Ignoring the buzzing black insects on the filth, I crawled, my body pressed tightly against the muddy water, carefully moving forward without tearing the spiderwebs. I slipped through the massive webs and hid in the weeds behind them. "Our escape hinges on this one spiderweb..."

The sound of hooves grew closer, and I covered my mouth and nose with both hands, breathing softly...

"She's probably in this area. Search carefully! Don't miss a single spot." She was clever, choosing to walk in grassy areas. But in the heavy rain, even the most careful person would leave footprints. Following one or two small footprints, and specifically searching through grassy woods, they quickly found this place.

He had to admire her; it was just a pity she was too eager to escape, choosing to run away in the rain. Thinking of her desperate desire to escape, Qing Moli clenched his fists tightly. As long as he didn't let her go, she wouldn't escape.

"Search carefully!" Qing Moli sighed, holding his breath. "Cut down all the weeds. But watch out for the sword. If you hurt even a hair on her head, you'll pay with your heads!"

...

Gradually, a man in black approached me, sword in hand. Just as my heart leaped into my throat, Qing Moli called out, "Don't search there anymore, go somewhere else." He didn't want to waste a single second; he was anxious to find the person quickly.

The man in black hesitated for a moment. When he turned and saw the enormous spiderweb, he understood why Qing Moli had told him not to search. There was a large spiderweb there; anyone passing by would have torn it. It was intact, meaning no one had passed through.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Overly clever people are sometimes easily deceived by their own confidence.

But as their searched figures receded into the distance, a hissing sound suddenly came from beside me. I turned around and was instantly terrified—a five-step snake?!

In that life-threatening moment, I chose to save my own life first. There would be plenty of opportunities to escape later, but life is only once—so I screamed, "Ah—"

Hearing the scream, Ye Hu Yan immediately turned and rushed over, his eyes and hands moving swiftly as he threw his sword, severing the snake's vital point.

I was still in shock, my life was saved, but my almost successful escape had ended in failure…

Ye Hu Yan pulled my body out of the mud with a little force, lifted my pointed chin, and stared at me fiercely with sharp eyes, "You dare to run away?"

Tears streamed down my face from the pain.

Seeing my tears, he angrily shook his hand off my chin.

Ignoring the mud all over me, he held my filthy body against his chest, lifted my buttocks, and helped me onto the horse's back. Then he himself mounted the horse, his unique masculine scent enveloping me tightly, wild and hot.

Qing Moli stared at me with eyes as sharp as knives. After a long while, he pursed his lips, gripped the reins, turned his horse around, and waved to the man in black beside him. The man stepped forward, and Qing Moli whispered, "Go and dispose of that coachman's body." Although the coachman deserved to die, he just didn't want to see her looking guilty.

"Yes," the man in black replied.

After the horses had galloped away, a man in white and a woman in green approached from afar, holding an umbrella.

Chang Juan snorted disdainfully, "She's just a whore ridden by a thousand men and trampled by ten thousand. Why do they care so much?" Is it really worth making such a fuss over such an ugly woman? "

Is she Peach Blossom?" He swung his paper fan with a flirtatious air, raising an eyebrow and murmuring. He remembered that she used to be as ugly as a sow, but now, although she was covered in filth, she possessed a clear and refined aura.

But what he was most curious about now was how she had managed to win the hearts of those four cold-blooded men at the same time.

His thin lips curved slightly in a sexy way. "Let's go, let's watch the show. We can't let your five-step snake die for nothing, can we?"

Rumble—rumble—several bolts of lightning exploded in the sky.

Outside, the rain poured down even harder.

Inside, "Bang!" Night Amber Flame roughly threw me onto the cold floor tiles.

"Bang!" Another sound, a teacup smashed hard beside me, but miraculously, no shards splashed on me. It seemed that Night Amber Flame's skill was indeed profound, even his violent behavior was controlled so well.

"Run? Try running again—" Night Amber Flame gritted his teeth, swept away the shards with his big feet, grabbed my body from the ground, pressed his lips against mine, roughly pried open my teeth, and his tongue fiercely thrust in, swirling wildly.

As soon as Qing Moli entered the room, she saw the broken pieces all over the floor and couldn't help but frown. "You hit her with a cup?" Her voice was full of anger.

"No!" Ye Huyan swept the round table with his large hand, knocking the tea set off to the ground. He then slammed my body onto the round table like a sack, forcefully pried my legs apart, and pressed his hands hard on my bent knees. His wet, hot tongue licked the softest part between my legs without restraint through my clothes, and bit down hard on the soft hair of my genitals through my underwear, pulling it outwards.

"She's covered in filth, you should wash her before you eat her," Qing Moli kindly suggested, seeing her covered in dried mud.

"I almost forgot, ptooey! You're filthy, no wonder you're covered in mud!" Ye Huyan spat out a mouthful of dirt.

I turned away in humiliation, closing my eyes to avoid seeing it.

"The bath tub is by the door, go and carry it in," Qing Moli said, sitting cross-legged on a round chair, leisurely eating a plate of chicken legs he held.

"Did you go to get water?" Ye Huyan glanced at him.

"And to get some food." He hadn't had a proper meal all day since accompanying her to the tailor shop after arriving in the city.

Ye Huyan carried the bath tub in, and with a loud "bang!" followed by a shaking sound, he grabbed me, tore my clothes to shreds, and threw me naked into the tub.

With a "splash!" countless water droplets splashed up.

"Cough—cough—cough—" As I coughed incessantly, his large hands began to vigorously grab and scratch my breasts. Like washing a puppy, he scrubbed them from side to side before lifting me again and placing me on the round table.

"Did you wash her inside?" Qing Moli asked, casually munching on a chicken leg, glancing at my genitals.

"Forgot to wash it." Ye Huyan glanced at Qing Moli, quickly bending down and biting my clitoris, his teeth gently grinding against it.

Qing Moli pushed Ye Huyan's head away from my mons pubis, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Moli, what are you doing?" Ye Huyan's angry voice burst from between his teeth. Qing Moli appeared calm on the surface, but deep down he was frantically trying to tear her apart! The ruthless glint in his eyes, suppressed for so long, could no longer be contained. "You spread her legs, I'll wash them."

Seeing Qing Moli's insistence, Ye Huyan walked around the round table, standing above my head, and pried my legs apart with both hands.

"She's still too small, spread her legs wider." Qing Moli growled, his eyes red and fixed on my legs, which Ye Huyan had spread wide open.

Ye Huyan frowned. "Moli, what are you doing?" Although he was also furious about her escape, he didn't want to torture her.

"Huyan, don't be too soft-hearted! If we don't teach her a lesson today, we won't be so lucky to catch her so quickly in the future!" Qing Moli's breathing was rapid, and his beautiful eyes gleamed with an eerie light, a light so cold that I felt he would cut me into a thousand pieces in the next moment.

I trembled with fear.

Originally enraged, Ye Huyan's eyes hardened under Qing Moli's provocation. He pressed my legs firmly against the table, forcing my skin to adhere tightly. The

wide spread of my legs strained the muscles in my genitals, causing a taut, tearing pain in the joints and ligaments connecting my pelvis.

"Ah—" I cried out in agony from the pain.

Ye Huyan turned his handsome face away, refusing to look at me. Qing Moli, disregarding my pain, pried open my delicate opening with one hand and scooped up hot water from the tub with the other. He poured the hot water, "drip! drip!" into my vagina, causing my body to tremble uncontrollably with each drop.

Once he felt he had poured enough water, he grabbed a chicken leg from a plate and roughly shoved it into my vagina!

"Ah—" The water stored inside my vagina was squeezed out by the inserted chicken leg.

"Mo Li! You'll hurt her." Hearing her pitiful screams again, Ye Hu Yan's heart trembled heavily, and he finally couldn't bear it any longer and stopped her.

"The chicken leg skin is full of oil, it won't break her hole! You can rest assured." Mo Li murmured.

"Mo Li, you—" Hu Yan belatedly realized that Mo Li at this moment seemed like a completely different person compared to his usual self.

Qing Mo Li glanced at Ye Hu Yan. After so many years of brotherhood, he naturally knew what he was thinking. He smiled charmingly, "I'm fine, I've just been suppressing it for too long, and now I just want to vent." As soon as he finished speaking, he shook off Ye Hu Yan's hands that were holding my legs. He climbed onto the chair, one leg on the chair, the other pressing down on my leg. With the other hand, he held down my other leg and gripped the chicken leg tightly, sawing wood, and began to violently pound and thrust the chicken leg into my anus.

"Ah—" Because the chicken skin was greasy, it didn't scratch me when it went in, but the rough, hard bumps of the chicken skin made my hole feel like it was on fire.

"No! No! Qing Moli, stop—" Looking down, I saw that my private parts were full and stretched by the chicken leg, and with Qing Moli's rapid thrusting, the eroded bulges and depressions were visible.

"What's wrong? Does this make you uncomfortable? Do you want it to go deeper?" Qing Moli asked in a low voice: He thrust the chicken leg in his hand deeper, even his fingers holding the chicken leg bone went into my tiny hole, stretching it so that my hole felt like it was being cut open.

When the swollen chicken leg reached my deepest point, he evilly twisted it and used the round bone protruding from the top of the chicken leg to grind heavily against my clitoris.

"Ah!" The spot where the round bone at the tip of the chicken leg rubbed against her trembled violently...

I curled up, holding back tears of extreme humiliation, closing my eyes, and gritted my teeth, groaning silently.

Ye Huyan's furious rage was instantly extinguished by her sudden pitiful expression. He roared, "Mo Li, that's enough!"

Then, with a movement barely visible to the naked eye, he slapped away Qing Mo Li's hand, pulling out the chicken leg that was stuck in her hole along with it.

Qing Mo Li coldly stared at Ye Huyan, raising an eyebrow and smiling, "What? You feel sorry for her?"

"I don't want to treat her like this." Even if she had a thousand faults, he didn't want to treat her like this.

"Huyan, you wouldn't happen to have fallen for her, would you?" Qing Mo Li coldly provoked.

Ye Huyan awkwardly turned her head away, immediately retorting, "No!"

"Hmph! If you really don't, then don't try to stop me." Qing Mo Li snorted coldly.

Ye Huyan's heart burned with anger, but to confirm his 'dislike,' he ignored Qing Moli's humiliation of her.

Qing Moli smirked; his provocation had worked…

Without Ye Huyan's interference, his large hands freely pressed against my fair breasts… He kneaded them as if they were dough, sometimes slapping them hard, sometimes squeezing them forcefully.

When my breasts were flattened, he suddenly pinched my nipples, pulling them up until the skin was taut, then releasing them abruptly, letting my breasts bounce rapidly…

Then he began a new round of kneading—slapping and flattening! Flattening! Flattening! Flattening! Flattening again!

"Moli, have you gone mad today?" Ye Huyan finally spoke, unable to bear it any longer.

"Crazy? Do I look crazy?" Qing Moli turned back and gave Ye Huyan a seductive smile, gathering my breasts together with both hands—squeezing the tender white flesh high. Then he bent down, opened his mouth, and took my erect, bright red nipple into his mouth. At first, he sucked like a baby, then began to brush my nipple with his teeth. Finally, his teeth sank deep into the base of my nipple, pushing them deeper and deeper. For a moment, the pain made me think my nipple would be bitten off...

The more rational and calm a person is, the more insane they become when stimulated. Qing Moli reacted just like that—his mind was clouded by rage, and his eyes blazed with a bewitching allure!

Ye Huyan couldn't bear to watch any longer, but he couldn't stop it now. If he did, wouldn't he be admitting he liked this woman?!

No! How could Ye Huyan possibly like someone?! Ridiculous! Ridiculous! So, he could only turn away in a rage, fling open the door and leaving coolly. Out of sight, out of mind.

Qing Moli didn't react much to Ye Huyan's departure. He stood back up, roughly pulled open his robes, ripped off his pants, and pulled out his large, hard member. He grabbed my legs and dragged me towards the edge of the table. Then, his member pressed tightly against my greasy, chicken-leg-slicked-up vulva, thrusting in fiercely!!

"Ah—" My private parts were stretched to the brim by the member. Although my vulva was now moistened by chicken fat, no amount of chicken fat could compare to the natural vaginal fluid. So, the moment the huge member filled my opening, it was inevitably numb and painful!

He gripped my waist tightly, and his penis began to thrust and pump violently inside me.

Each time he withdrew, the ridges on his glans cut into my flesh; each time he thrust in, he deliberately pressed his massive glans firmly against my clitoris, pounding and grinding it hard…

I gripped the edge of the table tightly, trying not to cry out…

Now I realized that those who did this before could be described as 'gentle' to some extent. At least they weren't so perverted, so cruel…

He roared and howled with excitement… His cries were a mixture of excitement and pain (the pain of being squeezed)…

He sighed with satisfaction, “Today I finally fucked you hard, it felt so good, so good…”

I kept turning my head away, unable to bear his vulgar and crude words…

Just how hard was he thrusting? – The kind of force that could shake my internal organs

out!

Breasts throbbed wildly, juices flowed freely. "These eight words can't describe the current depraved scene!

Greed, greed... In the end, all that's left is 'greed'... He's greedily fucking me!

My hole, like a 'singer who doesn't know the sorrow of a fallen nation' (my little hole doesn't understand the pain of its owner), greedily twists and recklessly sucks...

'Bitch—don't squeeze too tight! Oh! You're going to break it! Ah, ah! Damn it! Damn it! Didn't you hear what I said? Oh, oh! Bitch! If you squeeze any tighter, I'll fuck you to death! Fuck you to death! Bitch! Bitch! Oh, oh—I'm going to fuck you to death!' He tilted his head back, closed his lust-filled eyes, climbed onto the table, knelt on the surface, and his huge member moved wildly and violently.

I was shaken by his rough force, my hair flying everywhere, the back of my head being slammed against the table with a 'bang! bang!' sound.

My skull and buttocks hurt so much from the impact, and my flower hole was also hurting from being penetrated." I can barely breathe through my nose...

It's so painful, so painful...

I wonder who's sobbing in the air? Why is their voice so sorrowful?

It's not me crying, it's not me, that's not me... I'm strong... I've always been strong...

My vagina is tightening more and more, the huge thing inside is trembling and shaking from the crushing... Crush it! Crush it! Crush this wicked root!! These thoughts are screaming through my mind.

My lower abdomen is contracting violently, my vagina is clenching tightly in response—"Ah—you bitch—" He actually got squeezed and ejaculated?!

He roared and ejaculated thick semen...

gurgle gurgle... Then he collapsed onto my body, completely limp...

After resting enough, he looked up, panting heavily, and when he saw my face, for some reason, his body trembled violently. The muscles in his cheeks twitched in terror. He quickly got up.

"You, how are you? Did I hurt you?" he asked, his eyes glazed over.

As soon as he crawled away from me, I hurriedly clamped my legs together, my body curling up like a worm, until I became a small circle. It hurt so much, so much!

Qing Moli's reason returned, and with trembling hands, he held her curled-up body tightly in his arms. He lovingly pressed his forehead against hers. His heart breaking, he apologized, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

A sob rose, and those few "I'm sorry"s exhausted all the pride he had ever possessed...

Just then, a series of chaotic

footsteps sounded outside the door, "Bang!" The door was violently kicked open by Linghu Yue—the smell of lovemaking assaulted his nostrils. Linghu Yue was enraged upon hearing this, and seeing her lying on the round table like a broken rag doll, her eyes devoid of their former luster, and a continuous flow of white fluid from her lower body, his heart clenched. What exactly did Qing Moli do to her just now?!

Linghu Yue, her face contorted with rage, rushed over, grabbed Qing Moli's sleeve, and delivered a vicious punch to his left cheek.

Caught off guard and in a state of confusion, Qing Moli was violently sent flying against a pillar. He raised his sinister eyes, indifferently wiping a trace of blood from his lips.

Linghu Yue unleashed a palm strike towards Qing Moli, who dodged it. Although the strike failed to injure him in the slightest, it still tore the hem of his robe.

She was Linghu Yue's wife; once the map was revealed, none of them had the right to touch her. How could Qing Moli not understand this?

"I originally planned to use hypnosis on her after returning to the Linghu Manor and then start over with her, but to prevent her from escaping again, I have to use hypnosis on her now, to make her forget everything that has happened these past few days. From now on, you will all call her 'Madam Linghu' in front of her... She is my wife, Linghu Yue's wife, and she will be my wife for life!" Linghu Yue had given his final warning. He wasn't stupid; he could naturally see that each of them harbored some kind of affection for Xi'er—even Yan Sheng was no exception. But he wisely chose not to point it out. Once some things are exposed, they become uncontrollable.

Besides, one person's strength is no match for the combined strength of Kan Heng and the other two, especially three people with immense power...

Ye Huyan's sharply defined, handsome face hardened, his heart filled with extreme irritation, though he didn't understand why. He just really wanted to smash things to vent his frustration.

A bewitching light flashed in Qing Moli's eyes, then he lowered them in desolation, his lips moving but unable to speak—he had no right to say anything now.

Until he could think of a better solution, he could only suppress his emotions.

Yan Sheng toyed with the green thumb ring on his finger—remaining silent. She was his wife; originally, once the map appeared, she would have lost her power over him, but he was like a man possessed, completely and irrevocably drawn in. He couldn't sort out his thoughts and could only remain silent. However, it was good that Linghu Yue had erased her memories; at least it would lessen her suffering.

Tsk tsk! Was Linghu Yue warning them not to overstep their bounds again? What was the allure of a prostitute whose orifice had been penetrated so deeply? Why did they care so much? This truly puzzled him.

However, there was one thing he acknowledged about that prostitute—she was intelligent.

The white-clad figure sitting on the roof beam touched his lips with his fan, "Want to erase her memories?" If her memories were erased, wouldn't there be no more drama?

Should he do something to make things interesting later?

Suddenly, a figure darted into the room. His hair reached his knees and was tied in a bow at the back with a long white ribbon, one end of which fluttered elegantly down to his chest.

He looked incredibly dashing.

"Who are you? What are you doing in my room?" Leng Mei barked at the person who had suddenly appeared.

"A wandering swordsman of the Jianghu." A smile played on his lips.

"A wandering swordsman? Is it the 'chivalrous' one who acts chivalrously?" My eyes lit up.

"Yes, the 'chivalrous' one who acts chivalrously." Her understanding of the word "chivalrous" was interesting; indeed, a prostitute who could attract four men was no ordinary woman.

"What brings you here?" I asked, puzzled.

"I..." He lowered his eyes. How could he tell her without arousing her suspicion?

"I originally wanted to investigate the nearby rooms, but I went into the wrong one. I overheard one of them saying they wanted to erase a woman's memory. As a wandering swordsman, how could I stand idly by when I saw injustice? So, I observed them for a long time, and you were the only woman with them, which is why I was certain you were the woman they were talking about."

"Erase my memory?" Hypnosis? Was he going to use hypnosis on me again?!

“Thank you for informing me, young hero, but even if you told me, my memory would still be erased.” I nodded in thanks, my fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

“I know that, of course,” he said with a smile. “Since I’m here, then I have a way to help you.”

“Help me?” I never expected anyone in ancient times to be able to help me.

Bai Yiyan slowly closed his fan, a slight sigh in his heart. Helping someone without a reason would arouse suspicion. He needed to emphasize his current 'identity' again. “I am a wandering knight-errant. Upholding justice is what we knights should do.”

I looked at him quietly, without speaking. I knew Linghu Yue’s abilities: how could an ordinary knight-errant help me?

“Thank you, young hero. You should leave this matter alone. Before they discover you, you should leave quickly.” My heart was filled with despair. How could I resolve this disaster?

“Are you worried that I will fall victim to their 'poisonous hands'?” He raised an eyebrow, looking at me in surprise.

A young wandering knight-errant, full of youthful vigor. Although he was quick to defend the weak, he always held himself in high esteem. Someone who could recognize the disparity in strength must possess some ability.

"Don't worry, I'm confident I can save you." He smiled, flicking his finger to open his fan, the white fan fluttering like a butterfly.

I smiled and shook my head. "Thank you, but I'm afraid you're no match for them..." These were all powerful figures; how could it be so easy to deal with them? How could a mere wandering swordsman be their match?

Realizing this, she did seem to have some intelligence; an ordinary wandering swordsman certainly couldn't handle them. But he wasn't 'an ordinary wandering swordsman.'

"I can't save you, but I can help you avoid his hypnosis." His faint smile was captivating and alluring.

"Really?" My eyes shone like stars. As long as Linghu Yue hadn't erased my memories, I would find a way to escape.

"Hmm." He reached into his wide right sleeve with his left hand, took out a small bottle, and then pulled out a pair of bamboo tweezers from his sleeve, taking out a thin membrane from the bottle.

"I've learned a little medicine since I was young. This is a soft membrane I carefully made from animal eye membranes. Put it in your eyes, and your vision will become blurred. You won't be able to see the hypnotic object he's holding in front of you. At that time, as long as your will is strong, you won't be hypnotized. Then his hypnosis won't have much effect on you." His smile was gentle, but it made me feel very warm.

"Has anyone tried it?" I asked excitedly, somewhat believing that he could help me.

"Yes, it has been proven, but I can't say it with such certainty. However, afterwards you must pretend that you have already been hypnotized. Otherwise, he might use a more advanced hypnotic technique on you, and then it will be difficult for you to have your memory erased even if you don't want it to be erased." He told me.

"Thank you for your guidance, young hero. I understand what to do." I nodded.

Sure enough, Linghu Yue hypnotized me that very night…

Because the soft eyelids I wore were very effective, I was able to stay awake and try my best to control the drowsiness in my head.

After a few minutes, Linghu Yue's hypnosis ended, and I still remembered everything. I couldn't help but feel relieved; at least I hadn't been successfully hypnotized…

“What are you thinking about, Xi’er? You seem so engrossed.” Linghu Yue appeared behind me without me noticing, his arms wrapped around my armpits, tightly holding me.

I instinctively shook off his hands and escaped his embrace.

“Xi’er, you…” Linghu Yue frowned, startled, his eyes turning cold.

Oh no! Such a sudden movement would arouse Linghu Yue's suspicion.

I quickly smiled brightly, trying to salvage the situation, “Although you say we are husband and wife, I still feel very unfamiliar with you. I'm not used to your touch… it feels very uncomfortable.” A lie should contain half the truth to avoid arousing suspicion.

“It's okay, I can wait for you to get used to it.” Linghu Yue lowered his eyes sadly, but when he looked up, his eyes were filled with tenderness.

Get used to it? I snorted coldly. I probably wouldn't be able to get along with him for the rest of my life.

"Hmm." I lowered my head obediently, feigning shyness.

Pretending to have amnesia wasn't a long-term solution; acting was just acting, and eventually, it would be exposed. Escape, there was only one way out.

However, having failed the first time, I thought escaping again would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Although they now mistakenly believed that Linghu Yue had erased my memories, from my secret observations, their vigilance had only increased.

What should I do? How could I successfully escape...?

In a daze, the carriage slowly came to a stop—we had arrived at the next town.

"Come, Xi'er." Linghu Yue jumped down from the carriage first, then reached out to me.

I placed my hand in his and, with his help, jumped down from the carriage.

Standing still, I looked up and saw that the inn here was exceptionally luxurious.

I was somewhat surprised; this was already a borderland, how could there be such a luxurious inn?

“Xi’er, don’t be surprised. There’s a river here with gold dust at the bottom, so there are many merchants coming and going. It’s understandable that the inn is luxurious,” Linghu Yue explained.

My heart skipped a beat. I only had to think a little before Linghu Yue could guess what I was thinking! How long could I keep my amnesia a secret from him?

It seems I have to escape as soon as possible. Only by escaping sooner can I avoid the fear of being hypnotized again…

With a heart full of worries, Linghu Yue helped me into the inn’s number one room.

“You rest for a while. I’ll go get some food.” Linghu Yue helped me sit on a round chair.

“Okay.” I nodded obediently.

“Why have you been so preoccupied all day?” Linghu Yue stopped and squatted down beside me again, worried.

I shook my head and made up a story: “It’s just that suddenly losing all my memories makes me feel very uncomfortable. I feel empty and can’t get used to it.”

I lifted my eyelids and caught a glimpse of heartache in his eyes.

I gave a desolate smile. If I really did lose my memory, it would be because he erased it. What is he feeling sorry for now? I don't understand him; I've never understood him. If he truly loved me, why would he treat me like this? If he was only pretending, why does he often frown and clutch his heart?

"Miss." A voice suddenly came from behind me, startling me. I turned around quickly and saw the elegant young man with a white fan standing behind me. Today, however, he was accompanied by a girl in green.

"Young hero, what brings you here?" I stood up and strode to him. At this moment, I trusted him implicitly, especially since he had helped me before.

"I'll help you to the end. I said I'd help you, so it's understandable that I followed you." He leisurely waved his white fan, the breeze causing the ribbon in his hair to flutter freely. A masculine fragrance wafted from him.

I took an awkward step back, smiling gratefully. "Thank you for your kindness, young hero. May I ask your name, young lady?"

The girl in green beside him smiled and said, "My name is Chang Juan."

I smiled broadly. What a cheerful girl.

I bowed slightly in greeting. This girl reminded me of girls from my past life—cheerful and lively. She made me feel like I had returned to the 21st century. So he became even closer to her.

"I'm sorry, young lady, their defenses are tight, and my skills are still developing; I'm afraid I'm no match for them. So, if you want to escape, you'll have to use your wits," he said slowly.

My eyes filled with worry. Yes, Ye Huyan's martial arts were unfathomable, but how could outsmarting him be simple?

The silk handkerchief in my hands twisted like a tangled rope, my mind in turmoil.

What to do? How could I escape?

I looked up and suddenly noticed a pillar in the room, cleverly concealed. A thought flashed through my mind.

However, a crucial question arose, "Young hero, if you martial artists close your eyes, can you tell how many people are in a room?" In my past life, I read martial arts novels where it was said that martial artists could even hear people's breathing. I wondered if this was true or not?

He paused, "You mean...?" She wanted to hide in this room?

This young hero was indeed extraordinary; with just one question, he knew my plan. With his help this time, perhaps my escape was possible.

"Hmm." I nodded with a smile. "May I ask, young hero, is this audible?"

Bai Yiyan raised an eyebrow, curious to see how she planned to escape. "Martial artists do have sharper hearing and eyesight than ordinary people, but as for breathing in a room, if you're careful, you won't be able to hear it." He closed his white fan, his fingertips lightly tracing the fan ribs.

My heart leaped with joy, and I asked again, "If Ye Huyan and the other three aren't in this inn, are you confident you can get me out without them noticing?"

"This…" Bai Yiyan pretended to ponder for a moment, then said, "I'm about 50% confident they won't notice."

50% confident? My fingers, gripping the silk handkerchief, turned white.

Should I try? Could I even try?

If I try and fail, Linghu Yue will definitely know I'm faking amnesia. Not only will I be under even tighter surveillance, but he'll also hypnotize me and erase my memories…

Linghu Yue isn't easily fooled. Right now, he's just too confident in his hypnosis skills. One day he'll discover my amnesia is fake, and then… Thinking of this, I took a deep breath. I decided to stop thinking so much. I'd gamble my entire life on this one time; success or failure is up to fate!

"This time, I'm taking the gamble…" I said firmly.

Those who achieve great things are not afraid of failure.

Bai Yiyan smiled; her courage was commendable. This performance was sure to be very interesting.

"Then… what do you need us to do, young lady?" Bai Yiyan asked with a smile.

"Young hero, come and rescue me after they leave." I turned to him.

He nodded.

"Does she really believe there are any young heroes in this world?" Chang Juan sneered. She despised women like this who lacked common sense.

Bai Yiyan smiled faintly, shaking her hand and tapping her white fan lightly. "She doesn't really believe it; she's just gambling on an opportunity." Rather than calling her foolish, it's more accurate to say she's magnanimous.

"Gamble?" Changjuan frowned, not quite understanding…

"Hehe!" Bai Yiyan laughed heartily, saying, "If you understood her intentions, she wouldn't have piqued my curiosity."

Curiosity?? The way Master used that word was truly strange…

"Let's go, go back and rest today, we'll come see the play again tomorrow." Bai Yiyan affectionately tapped her forehead with her fan…

The next day, the inn was bustling with noise. The four of them sent men to search the entire inn…

A man in white and a woman in green sat elegantly in the teahouse opposite the inn, leisurely sipping tea.

"Master, they haven't found that woman yet?" Changjuan asked, her eyes fixed on the noisy inn across the street.

"Hmm." "Bai Yiyan responded lazily.

That Peach Blossom is quite capable, managing to win the hearts of so many men.

"Master, did that woman escape from the inn?" Chang Juan was somewhat skeptical, after all, not to mention Ye Huyan and Qing Moli, Yan Sheng and Linghu Yue were also quite skilled in martial arts. And there were so many guards around. How could a woman who didn't know martial arts escape under such heavy guard?

Bai Yiyan smiled, "The most dangerous place is often the safest."

"Master, you mean that woman is still in the inn? Huh?! If she's still there, how come they can't find her?"

"Concern makes one confused." Bai Yiyan leisurely took a sip of tea and lazily informed her.

"Do we really have to go and rescue that woman?" Surely the master wouldn't interfere?

Bai Yiyan twirled the teacup in her hand and said indifferently, "Let's wait and see." "He wants to see just how much influence she has on those men before making a decision.

I cowered on the roof beam, trying to shrink myself as small as possible and breathe very softly, afraid the people below would hear...

"Useless! With so many people here, she still managed to escape!" Ye Huyan swung his hand, knocking a man in black to the side.

"No! If she really had her memories erased, why would she think of running away?" A glint flashed in Qing Moli's eyes.

"Impossible, even you, Qing Moli, might not be able to evade my hypnosis. Let alone a woman without martial arts skills!" Linghu Yue retorted.

Yan Sheng raised his hand to stop her, "Now is not the time to talk about this. She's always been arrogant. It's not impossible that she would choose to run away after losing her memories and feeling lost and helpless. As for whether she was hypnotized... well, let's talk about that when we find her." "The most important thing now is to find her."

"We've turned the inn inside and out, but we still can't find her!" Ye Huyan's eyes were red with anxiety. She's gone again!!

"We really underestimated her!" Qing Moli said through gritted teeth, "This inn is so heavily fortified, how could she escape!"

"The guards all said they didn't see her leave. This is very strange. Let's search the inn again!" Yan Sheng had a feeling that she was in the inn, very close to them. But right now, his mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't think clearly.

"No! No! No! We've searched the inn so many times, even dug up the basement. Still no sign of her! How could she be in the inn?" Ye Huyan only wanted to search outside.

Seeing their anger grow, my heart grew colder. If they knew I was currently above them, I might be tortured terribly.

However, I never expected them to care so much about my escape, not last time, and not this time either.

I never thought they cared about the map on my back being leaked. So what are they so fixated on…

I can't understand, I don't get it…

“Master, all four of them have gone out,” Chang Juan whispered.

Bai Yiyan slowly raised her eyes. “I've decided to go rescue that woman.”

“Master, are you really going to rescue her?! Aren't we just here to watch?” She had thought her master was joking, but when Bai Yiyan actually decided to rescue her, Chang Juan couldn't help but stand up.

Bai Yiyan smiled faintly and pressed down on Chang Juan's shoulder, using his inner force to make her sit down. "Don't attract attention. If we don't rescue her, they'll realize she's hiding in her original room soon enough. If she gets caught this time, Linghu Yue will definitely erase her memory, and then things won't be fun anymore." So, to make things more interesting, he absolutely had to rescue her.

"If that's the case, why did we release the five-step snake that day?" Chang Juan didn't understand what her master was trying to do. If they wanted her to escape successfully, they shouldn't have ordered her to release the snake to scare her. If she hadn't screamed in the end, she wouldn't have been caught.

"If she had escaped directly, then we wouldn't have had any fun." Bai Yiyan waved his white fan, his captivating smile growing wider.

"Does Master want her gratitude?" Chang Juan thought of this possibility.

Bai Yiyan closed her fan and shook her head. "You don't need to guess now. You'll know in time. Let's go, let's go rescue her while they're still far away."

"Master, to rescue her, I only need to go!" How could such a small matter require the master's personal intervention?

"Going personally will yield better results. Besides, our current identities are just 'wandering knights.' How could a 'small wandering knight' like you have the ability to easily 'rescue' her?"

"Master, you mean..."

"Don't ask anymore, you'll know when we get there."

Hmph, her master is good at everything, except for being playful!

"Miss, are you there?" Bai Yiyan and Chang Juan darted into the room through the window, Bai Yiyan calling softly. Chang Juan nimbly closed the window quickly.

Seeing them arrive, I anxiously wanted to call out to them. Just as I was about to speak, reason forcefully suppressed me. No! I can't speak now.

What if Yan Sheng's men are lying in ambush nearby waiting to capture me? This is a huge gamble for me; it's all or nothing! Let's wait a little longer.

"Miss? Miss?" Bai Yiyan called several times, but there was no response.

"Master, isn't she here?" Chang Juan asked softly.

Bai Yiyan raised his hand to stop her from speaking again, gracefully walking to the table and sitting down. "No rush, let's wait." He knew she must be hiding in the rafters, but he didn't know where yet.

A while later, seeing that everything was still calm,

I dared to call out boldly, "Young hero, I'm here." I hugged the beam, tilting my head and calling out to them softly.

Bai Yiyan looked up in surprise. He knew she must be hiding somewhere in the house, but he hadn't expected her to be hiding on the roof beam. What a clever plan, what courage!

"Miss, how did you get up there?" Bai Yiyan asked curiously, tilting his head.

"There's no time for words now, hurry and help me down." Just looking at the ground made me dizzy; the roof beams of this inn were built so high—but thankfully they were high, otherwise it would have been difficult to get past all those people!

"If you can climb up, why can't you come down?" Bai Yiyan smiled gently.

"I've been sitting on the roof beam for a long time, my legs are numb, I can't even stand up, let alone climb down!" I groaned.

"I see, then… I'll have to offend you!" He lightly touched the ground with his left foot, and his body flew in front of me. With a bend of his iron arm, he scooped me up into his shoulder and brought me to the ground.

"Phew!" I breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling grounded.

"You're quite capable, young lady, to be able to climb such a straight wooden pillar." Bai Yiyan laughed; he assumed she must have climbed up the pillar to the roof beam.

“I was naughty as a child and often climbed trees with my friends, so I only know a few tricks. I can’t talk much now. Young hero, please take me away from here. If you have any questions, ask me after we get out of here…” I’ve fooled the four of them for now, but with their intelligence, they’ll surely see through my trick soon enough. We can’t stay here any longer;

we have to leave as soon as possible. “Okay, let’s go quickly.” Bai Yiyan grabbed me and darted out the window.

“Ah!” I cried out softly, startled by his movement. For a moment, I thought I’d hit my head on the window, but when I opened my eyes, I found myself on the roof of the inn…

“Master, wait for me!” Chang Juan jumped out the window right after.

Bai Yiyan led me along the edge of the roof tiles. The cold wind whipped my face, and suddenly, he stopped.

“What’s wrong?” I lifted my head from his embrace and asked anxiously.

“They’re back! With Ye Huyan’s martial arts skills, we definitely can’t leave now,” Bai Yiyan said, frowning.

"Th-th-that..." My face paled, my heart pounding with anxiety, and I was completely at a loss.

"Don't be too careful. Let's just go into any guest room and observe what happens." As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed me and leaped down from the roof, smashing open a small window of an inn and tumbling inside with me in his arms.

"Master!" Chang Juan stamped her foot and followed him in. Ye Hu Yan was still some distance away, and if Master really wanted to leave, Ye Hu Yan wouldn't even notice. Didn't Master want to save her? Why create this complication? It seems Master's playful nature has returned. Using that stupid prostitute as a guinea pig...

"Search! Search every corner thoroughly!" Linghu Yue ordered the men in black who followed him in.

"Someone was in the room just now." Qing Mo Li's expression changed, because he saw that two windows were open!

Yan Sheng closed his eyes, annoyed. "Looks like we're too late!" It was all his fault for realizing it too late; haste makes waste. He was clearly too anxious about her escape, forgetting that she was just a weak woman. Even if she had wings, she couldn't possibly fly out of the inn, which was surrounded by guards like an impenetrable fortress. But she wasn't just a weak woman; she was an exceptionally clever weak woman! She knew how to bend and stretch, how to endure, and how to find opportunities. It was precisely because of her intelligence that they didn't believe she had escaped the inn. —Clearly, they only remembered her intelligence, forgetting that even at her cleverest, she was still just a weak woman!

"We were only gone for a short while; they're definitely still hiding in the inn. Let's search the inn again," Linghu Yue said decisively.

"Yes. There's no time to lose; let's go search now," Qing Moli responded harmoniously.

Linghu Yue and Qing Moli had already led some of their men out of the room. Seeing Yan Sheng still standing there, motionless, Ye Huyan asked worriedly, "Yan Sheng?"

Yan Sheng waved his hand, "You all go and search carefully. I'll stay here and see if there are any clues left in the room."

Ye Huyan nodded and led his men to follow Qing Moli and Linghu Yue…

The noise outside grew closer, and I jumped up and down in panic.

Chaos! Chaos! I was completely out of my mind.

"Miss, don't panic," Bai Yiyan said, pressing down on my pounding body.

"How can I not panic? If they catch me, I'll lose my memory again." The victor is king, the loser's fate is terrible.

"I do have a way to save you, but I'm afraid it will cause you distress," Bai Yiyan said, feigning difficulty.

"Young hero, please speak!" Having a solution is better than waiting to die.

"I'm just afraid it will damage your reputation," he said somewhat shyly.

"Hmm?" I was confused, tilting my head, not understanding what method he was using.

The footsteps outside grew closer, and my heart pounded faster.

Just as I clutched my clothes tightly at my chest, the young swordsman suddenly said, "It's too late, young lady! To save you, I have no choice but to offend you!"

Before I could understand what he meant, his strong arms had already pulled me onto the bed.

"Master!" Changjuan cried out: Why did Master take that prostitute to bed?

"Changjuan, come here!" Bai Yiyan called.

"Yes, Master." Changjuan rushed over.

"Take off your upper garments." Bai Yiyan said.

"Master?" Changjuan's face instantly flushed red.

"Hurry, saving her is the priority." He bent his body, bent his legs, and sandwiched my legs between his, holding my body tightly with his large hands, then covered me with the blankets.

"Ah! Young swordsman, you..." I was both angry and indignant.

"Shh! Young lady, don't make a sound now." As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Changjuan, who was halfway undressing, into the blankets as well.

At this moment, "Bang!" the door was kicked open.

"Search!" came Ye Huyan's icy voice.

"Ah—who, who are you people!" Bai Yiyan suddenly screamed.

"Ahhhhhh!" Chang Juan's delicate scream rang out at the right moment.

"You, you, what do you want?" Bai Yiyan pretended to be very scared.

"None of your business, just lie there obediently." Ye Huyan roared coldly.

"Reporting to Lord Ye, nothing was found!" I heard a deep male voice report.

"Search carefully again!" Ye Huyan's voice came again, "Search every corner carefully!"

At this time, although Ye Huyan still looked cold on the surface, he was anxious inside.

"Lord Ye, still nothing was found." The deep male voice reported again.

"Go!" He didn't want to waste time, he couldn't let her get away.

...

When the footsteps faded into the distance, I poked my head out from under the covers. Breathing heavily, I was relieved that it was Ye Huyan who had led the search. If it had been that pervert Qing Moli, he would have turned the bed upside down to look inside—he didn't care if the two people were naked.

"Let's hurry and leave while they're not paying attention." After he dressed himself, he picked me up and flew out the window.

"Master! Wait for me!" Chang Juan quickly dressed herself and followed her master out.

Qing Moli and Ye Huyan met hurriedly at the intersection of the inn's corridor.

"Huyan, have you searched all the rooms upstairs?" Qing Moli asked.

"Yes, there's no one else in the rooms upstairs, except for one room where a man and woman were having sex."

"What?! What did you just say?!" Qing Moli grabbed Ye Huyan's collar.

"There's no one else in the rooms upstairs." Ye Huyan frowned as he answered, not understanding why Qing Moli was reacting so strongly.

"No! It's the next sentence!" Qing Moli demanded fiercely.

“There’s only one room with a couple having sex. What’s wrong with that?”

“Go! Take me there quickly, she’s inside.” Qing Moli said excitedly.

“What!” Ye Huyan didn’t understand what Qing Moli was talking about.

“I’ll tell you later, hurry! Take me there first! It’ll be too late if we’re late.”

Ye Huyan nodded, lightly touched the wooden pillar in the stairwell, and leaped up to the upper floor. Qing Moli followed closely behind.

By the time they pushed open the door, they were already gone.

Qing Moli slammed his fist on the round table in anger, and the wooden table shattered with a crash.

“Where did they go?” Ye Huyan frowned.

“Ye Huyan! When will you ever use your brain?! Ah! They’re right in front of you, and you let them get away again!” Qing Moli swung his sword forcefully, and with a “bang!” the wooden pillar on the bed collapsed.

“That woman wasn’t her.” The woman’s voice wasn’t hers.

"Idiot! You still don't understand what mistake you made!" Qing Moli turned and punched Ye Huyan, who instinctively dodged.

"Qing Moli! What's wrong with you now?!" Ye Huyan's face hardened.

Qing Moli laughed angrily, "The guests in this inn were all driven away when we first searched the rooms. Now, apart from the trembling waiter and manager huddled on the ground floor, everyone in this inn is one of our people. Where did this man and woman come from?!" That man and woman must be the ones who took her out.

"What!" Ye Huyan's face turned pale...

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