Masters who cross boundaries

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Hi, I'm Ling Zhu, the male protagonist of this story. This is a time-travel novel, and logically, I should be going through the same melodramatic time-travel saga as other male protagonists on the forum, but that damn author disagrees and insists on including the time-travel process to pad the word count. Fine! Anyway, he wrote this story, so as long as the protagonist's halo doesn't apply to me, I'll do whatever he wants. Besides, this is a fan service story, hehe… In a certain city in Shanghai, China,

“Damn it! Why is Demacia running away?! Are you even capable?! A bunch of elementary school kids.” Ling Zhu cursed at his black-and-white computer screen at home. Just now, with the help of his own Demacia, Ling Zhu successfully gave the enemy Darius first blood.

In a fit of anger, Ling Zhu knocked over a glass of water next to the computer, and the water flowed down the glass into the power strip.

When Ling Zhu saw the water in the power strip, he panicked and, without thinking, flipped the power strip over to let the water out. However, he forgot a basic fact—water conducts electricity.

"Ah!" Ling Zhu was instantly killed by a 220V electric current. Then, the male protagonist transmigrated (voiceover, male protagonist: What a trap!).

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Valoran continent...

"Uh!" Ling Zhu woke up with a start.

After roughly looking around, Ling Zhu summarized the result of his transmigration—a small room with decent decoration, a reasonably well-made sandalwood cabinet to the right of the bed, and a sandalwood wardrobe to the left, a little further away from the bed. Overall, the transmigration was quite successful.

"Gah." The door next to the wardrobe opened.

Ling Zhu looked over at the sound and saw a monkey opening the door.

"You're awake?" The monkey asked with a grin as it saw Ling Zhu half-sitting on the bed.

"Yeah." Ling Zhu replied. "Seems like I'm alright."

"Yan! Hehe, not that I, Old Sun, am criticizing you, but if I, Old Sun, had fallen from that height, although it wouldn't be a big deal, my head would have been throbbing for days. How could you, a mere mortal, say such a thing? How can I, with my steel bones, face anyone after this?" the monkey said.

"?" Ling Zhu was puzzled and asked, "Who is Yan? And who are you?"

"Poor Yan! You're really good at pretending to have amnesia. Don't pretend with me, it's just that you owe me a few gold coins, I don't care," the monkey chuckled.

Seeing the monkey's chuckle, Ling Zhu was certain he had traveled to the wrong place. Oh well, since he was in the wrong place, he might as well continue. He asked the monkey again, "I really don't know who Yan is, including you in front of me."

The monkey, who had been chuckled, saw Ling Zhu's serious face and guessed that he wasn't joking. Instead of answering Ling Zhu's question, it ran out the door and shouted, "Master, something's happened."

...

"Yan, you really can't remember?" Ling Zhu sat on the bed, and a man wearing an eye patch asked him.

"I'm really not Yan, my name is Ling Zhu. Also, monkey, you haven't answered my question yet," Ling Zhu replied.

The eye patched man didn't answer, but turned to the monkey and said, "Wukong, come out for a moment."

Then, the monkey followed the eye patched man out.

During the conversation, Ling Zhu roughly learned that the previous owner of this body was Yan. However, what puzzled Ling Zhu was that the blindfolded man looked strangely familiar, and the monkey called himself "Old Sun," while the blindfolded man called him Wukong. Could it be…?

Could this be Valoran? If so, then the blindfolded man must be the Wuju Blademaster! And the monkey must be Sun Wukong!

This is illogical! This is absolutely illogical!

…

“You said your name is Ling Zhu?” The blindfolded man and the monkey entered the room again, asking before Ling Zhu could speak.

“…” Ling Zhu wanted to ask if this was Valoran, but since the blindfolded man beat him to it, he didn't have the desire to ask further and simply nodded in response.

Seeing Ling Zhu nod, the blindfolded man rested his chin on his hand, seemingly deep in thought.

“Um… are you Master Yi, the Wuju Blademaster?” Ling Zhu asked slowly.

The blindfolded man was startled at first, but quickly regained his composure and asked, "You know me?"

Ling Zhu nodded and said, "And that monkey's name is Sun Wukong, right?"

"?" The Sword Saint asked in confusion, "What else do you know?"

"It seems..." Ling Zhu murmured. He then said to the Sword Saint, "This should be the continent of Valoran, right?"

The Sword Saint didn't answer him, but simply said, "This is Ionia, child, welcome."

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(Narrator) Master Yi, the Sword Saint of Wuju Blades, the guardian of Wuju Blades. Because Master Yi is a cultivator, he lives deep in the mountains and forests of Ionia. Master Yi's house is quite large because he has many disciples. Um, okay, that's all I'll say, let's continue the story.

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The Sword Saint led Ling Zhu to the courtyard and asked, "Don't you have any memories of the past?"

Ling Zhu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, Master Yi, I really can't remember anything."

Seeing the Sword Saint deep in thought, Ling Zhu asked, "Master Yi, could you tell me about the previous owner of this body? Perhaps, perhaps I can remember some things. But of course, it's just a possibility!"

Seeing Ling Zhu ask with a silly grin, Yi's lips curled into a smile, and he said, "You're very much like him, just as silly as him."

"Uh... Master Yi, this part can be skipped." Ling Zhu smiled awkwardly. If this were on Earth, Ling Zhu would have gone to beat him up by now, but this is the continent of Valoran. Moreover, this is Ionia, which is full of freaks. Maybe even a little mouse on the street could electrocute you half to death. (Kenan is lying down. Kennen: Damn it!). So, since he's a guest, it wouldn't be worth it if he said something wrong and the Sword Saint in front of him got angry and killed him.

"The previous soul of this body was my little apprentice—Shadow. Yan (Shadow skin for Sword Saint, no explanation needed)," Yi said. He glanced at Ling Zhu.

Seeing that Ling Zhu didn't answer, Yi continued, "Yan was a poor child. A few days after I was reborn in my eighth reincarnation, I found him in a trash can in Noxus..."

"Wait! Master Yi, you said you can be reborn?" Ling Zhu interrupted.

Yi nodded and said, "I have comprehended the inner power of the Dao of Limitlessness, which allows me to reincarnate countless times."

"Damn, that's possible! I'll follow him from now on!" Ling Zhu thought to himself. He said, "Master Yi, please continue."

The Sword Saint smiled. In fact, he knew all of Ling Zhu's little schemes, but he didn't want to expose them to his face. After all, he was an old fox who had lived for over a thousand years. Returning to: "Yan called me 'Dad' the first time he saw me. Haha, kids are so interesting. Watching Yan grow up day by day makes me feel like a truly accomplished father." Yi's face showed a kind smile, and he continued: "But, as Yan grew up, he understood more and more. When he was ten, he asked me, 'Where are my mom and dad?' (Here comes the sentimental part) I lied to him and said, 'Your mom went out and will come back when you turn 18. You have to practice your swordsmanship well and not disappoint your mom.' It was just a lie, but that kid Yan took it seriously and practiced his swordsmanship diligently every day. But..."

Chapter Three: I Think I Can Replace Yan

“But you can't fool someone forever. Yesterday was Yan’s 18th birthday. I knew I couldn’t hide it anymore, so I told him everything. I told him from the balcony on the third floor (Sword Saint’s family is big, a big villa). He couldn’t accept reality, lost his footing, and fell, his head hitting the Falling Stone next to the yard.” Yi said, pointing to a rather large rock in the yard. He continued, “When I saw Yan fall, I was terrified, especially since his head hit the rock. I thought you wouldn’t survive, but surprisingly, your head was fine. Even the doctor your second brother found couldn’t believe it.”

“My…my second brother?” Ling Zhu asked in confusion.

Yi didn’t realize at first that Yan was no longer the same Yan, so he said to Yan, “I’m sorry, I mistook you for Yan again.”

“It’s alright, Master Yi,” Ling Zhu said. He already knew Yan’s place in Master Yi’s heart.

“Um…I think I can take Yan’s place,” Ling Zhu said.

“You…what did you say?” Yi grabbed Ling Zhu’s shoulders, asking excitedly.

“Master Yi, from now on I’ll be Yan, okay?” Ling Zhu asked.

“Okay…okay, of course, good boy, are you sure?” Yi couldn’t believe his ears. He removed his blindfold, revealing the face of an ordinary middle-aged man.

“Of course, my word, Ling Zhu’s, is my word.” Ling Zhu patted his puffed-out chest.

“My word? What do you mean?” the Sword Saint asked, puzzled.

“Uh…” Ling Zhu sighed, thinking he must remember he had transmigrated, and said, “It…it means definitely.”

He gave a casual explanation, since he didn’t really know what “my word” meant, he just picked it up from his friends in China who said it every day.

“Good boy, good boy!” Yi hugged Ling Zhu and said.

“Then, Master Yi, may I make a few requests?” Ling Zhu asked cautiously.

Yi didn’t even think about it and said, “Go ahead, boy.”

“?” Ling Zhu was suspicious. This old man was so agreeable?

“You won’t suspect me of making unreasonable requests?” Ling Zhu asked.

Yi smiled and said, "My child wouldn't lie."

"Heh, this old man is indeed formidable. Looks like I can't just say anything carelessly," Ling Zhu thought to himself. He said, "Master Yi, first of all, can I not call him Yan?"

"Sure, my child can be called anything," Yi replied with a smile.

"Oh ho, it seems this old man is very kind to the child. Looks like I can ask for a fortune now, hahaha!" Ling Zhu secretly calculated, then continued, "Master, do you have any treasures?"

"Child, the sword I passed on to you is a treasure," Yi answered.

"A sword? What sword?" Ling Zhu asked, his eyes shining.

Yi scratched his head and said, "When you get old, your memory is failing. I mistook you for Yan again."

"Oh dear! Master, that's not important. What's important is that sword!" Ling Zhu exclaimed anxiously.

Yi smiled and said, "I know what you're thinking, child. But, but I can't bear not to tell you! That sword is the Shadow Sword, and it's in your wardrobe right now."

"Okay, okay, Master Yi, wait for me here, I'll be down in a bit," Ling Zhu said to Yi as he ran towards the villa.

"Wait, child! I also have a request," Yi stopped Ling Zhu, who was about to run away.

"And this relationship is extremely important," Yi stroked his mustache and said.

"..." Ling Zhu was speechless. "Master, please don't keep me in suspense!"

Yi glanced at Ling Zhu, smiled, but his smile was full of bitterness, and said, "This sword is connected to your bloodline."

"Then... then you mean..." Ling Zhu's eyes widened, and he asked Yi in surprise.

"This sword has life; it can read your soul," Yi replied.

Ling Zhu was speechless again and said, "Master, so even though I've swapped souls with Yan, this sword knows all that?"

Yi didn't answer him, but just nodded.

"What the hell?!" Ling Zhu muttered.

Ling Zhu seemed to remember something and asked Yi, "So the person who came out of the sword just now was threatening me?"

Yi's expression was solemn. He said, "That sword is used to communicating with Yan's soul. But Yan's soul suddenly disappeared, and the soul that replaced it is a strange one. This sword scared you so that you would leave and Yan's soul would regain control of your body in order to make Yan's soul reappear."

Control my ass! Ling Zhu thought. Damn it, how can it control me?!

"Then, what should we do?" Ling Zhu asked.

Yi glanced at Ling Zhu and said, "That depends on how you, the new master, conquer this sword."

"＃*￥&‖＃%..." Ling Zhu was speechless. A sword isn't a woman, how can you conquer it! Damn it!

"I'm leaving first," Yi said, turning to leave, but then suddenly turned back, as if remembering something, and said to Ling Zhu, "Whether you can control this sword depends on yourself. Also, Yan told me before that he saw his own reflection in the sword, so you don't need to be afraid."

"Oh, Master, take care," Ling Zhu said to Yi as he stood up from the ground.

After seeing Yi off, Ling Zhu closed the door, picked up his sword again, and said to it, "I know I can't replace Yan in your heart, but can we talk this over?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an echo appeared in Ling Zhu's mind: "Put me down. You're not worthy to hold me."

"Fuck you..." Ling Zhu was about to curse the sword, but remembering what Yi had just said, he suppressed his anger and said to the sword again, "I'm begging you. I know I'm not worthy to hold you, I'm not even worthy to be compared to Yan. But I want you to know that I will be a good master, now and in the future. I will make the most of you."

"You? Make the most of me? What skills do you have? You can barely hold me, yet you dare to dream of holding me? Get lost!" The voice rang in Ling Zhu's mind again, even uttering profanities.

"Clang!" Ling Zhu threw the sword to the ground and coldly said to it, "I, Ling Zhu, am a man of principle. Don't be arrogant. I, Ling Zhu, will conquer you with my strength sooner or later. Remember that."

With that, he turned and left the room...

Chapter Six: Colorless Fire (Part 1)

... (Added words)

Damn it! Ling Zhu cursed inwardly as he left the room.

Although Ling Zhu was displeased, he thought carefully about what the sword had said, and it was true. He was indeed weak, and he was afraid of what others said.

Arriving at the courtyard, Ling Zhu climbed onto the Falling Sky Stone, a gentle breeze brushing his cheeks. Ling Zhu thought that this deep mountain forest was not bad, at least it was scenic.

Ling Zhu simply lay down on the Falling Sky Stone and continued to enjoy the feeling of nature.

"Hey! Yan, why did you run up to the Falling Sky Stone!" A strong and powerful voice reached Ling Zhu's ears.

Ling Zhu looked up and saw a handsome man with a bare upper body, strong muscles, and wheat-colored skin.

Although he was far away from the muscular man, Ling Zhu felt a powerful aura.

Ling Zhu jumped down from the Falling Sky Stone and asked the muscular man, "What do you want?"

The muscular man gave Ling Zhu a sharp look, thinking to himself why this kid was being so polite today. But then he suddenly remembered what had happened yesterday, and his master had said that Yan was no longer the same Yan. The muscular man paused and said, "I've gotten used to Yan's existence."

Sure enough, apart from his master, everyone else was rejecting him, even a sword.

"It's nothing, who are you?" Ling Zhu asked.

The muscular man put his hand on Ling Zhu's shoulder and said with a smile, "Sorry! I hurt you with what I said earlier. I'm Yan's second brother, and now I'm your second brother. I'm Xing, nicknamed Iron-Blooded Swordsman. (Skin needs no explanation.)"

"＃￥&*‖＃%@…", Ling Zhu was speechless. I don't think I've agreed to be your second brother yet!

Seeing that Ling Zhu didn't speak, Xing said, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing." Ling Zhu forced a smile despite his speechlessness.

"Hey! Right!" Xing remembered something and said to Ling Zhu, "I just heard Master say that you're not from this world, and your name seems to be Ling…, Ling something again?"

"Ling Zhu, thank you." Ling Zhu replied.

"Oh, right, right, Ling Zhu. Hey, by the way, can you tell me what your world is like? Okay?" Xing tightened his hand on Ling Zhu's shoulder and looked at Ling Zhu expectantly, which gave Ling Zhu goosebumps.

"Please don't get so close, I'm not into gay stuff." Ling Zhu was speechless again.

"Gay? What's gay about?" Xing asked, puzzled.

"It's like Chuan Shou and the Sergeant Major." Ling Zhu replied without thinking.

"Chuan Shou? The Sergeant Major? What are those?" Xing asked again like an ignorant elementary school student.

"Uh..." Ling Zhu was speechless, he had to remember that he had transmigrated!

"It's like men sleeping with men. Also, Chuan Shou and the Sergeant Major aren't things. Hey, no, they are things. No, he's not a thing, he's a person. Anyway, that's it." Ling Zhu's answers became more and more confusing, and in the end he simply stopped answering.

Xing's eyes widened, and he said, "Don't you have women where you are?"

"Yes, but there are too few." Ling Zhu replied.

"Wow! Luckily I'm in Valoran!" Xing exclaimed in surprise.

"What, something's up?" Ling Zhu asked with a mischievous smile.

Just as Xing put his hand on Ling Zhu's shoulder, Ling Zhu felt that Xing was a good person to make friends. Although Xing had said something hurtful earlier, didn't he apologize immediately?

"You little rascal," Xing nudged Ling Zhu and laughed, "You're new here, you don't know, I'm currently pursuing Syndra."

"Syndra, the Dark Sovereign?" Ling Zhu pressed.

Xing smiled wryly and said, "I don't know what's going on. I'm not bad looking, why won't she agree to be with me?"

"Um... how did you meet her?" Ling Zhu asked, observing Xing closely. He was indeed quite handsome, especially with his long hair.

"Well, last time, Third Brother got sick one night, and I went out to gather herbs. Then it started raining heavily, and I couldn't go back, so I hid in a cave to wait for the rain to subside. But the rain kept pouring down, so I had no choice but to stay the night. Anyway, Third Brother would be fine for two days, so I went into the cave and found the injured Syndra, unconscious. I rescued her and brought her home. But what that damn Third Brother, who wasn't dead, said almost made me die of anger. Guess what he said?" Xing told the truth and asked Ling Zhu.

"How would I know what he said! All I know is that being your brother is definitely going to be a disaster for me. What do you mean by 'it'll last two days without a problem'? Brother, that's a matter of life and death!" Ling Zhu thought to himself. He asked, "What did he say?"

"He said, 'Second Brother, you're amazing! You even brought back a side benefit while gathering herbs. I don't get this kind of perk.' He pulled back the covers and said, 'Come on, Second Brother, put her here.' He even patted his bed." Xing said, making the gesture.

Ling Zhu found it increasingly amusing and asked, "And then?"

"Then, then I beat him up." Xing said nonchalantly.

"Holy crap, he's a patient!" Ling Zhu exclaimed speechlessly.

"Of course, I didn't beat him up while he was sick. I beat him up the next day when he was better." Xing replied.

"Damn, you guys have god-like physiques! He was better in just one night!" Ling Zhu couldn't believe his ears.

"What god-like physique! It's the internal energy of the Wuji Dao. Our Wuji Dao can make the body healthy quickly." Xing murmured.

"Pervert." Ling Zhu cursed.

"What pervert! You're a pervert yourself! A perverted demon..." Xing hurriedly replied, afraid of being taken advantage of.

"Hey! What demon?" Ling Zhu was speechless.

Xing slapped himself and said, "I mistook you for Yan again."

Chapter Six: Colorless Fire (Part Two)

"Hey! Explain yourself clearly!" Ling Zhu sensed something was wrong.

"No, nothing." Xing replied evasively, as if hiding something.

Ling Zhu felt something was amiss and asked, "Please, I'm begging you, okay? Tell me quickly, okay?"

"It's just... it's just, hey! By the way, Ling Zhu, do you still remember your skills? Can you control the Shadow Demon?" Xing hurriedly changed the subject.

"Stop changing the subject, tell me quickly." Ling Zhu pressed on.

Xing's face was no longer as anxious as before; now he smiled and said, "Ling Zhu, I'll tell you after you learn to control the sword."

Upon hearing "sword," Ling Zhu looked dejected and said, "That sword doesn't like me, I can't control it."

Just as Xing had predicted, Ling Zhu indeed couldn't control the Shadow Demon. Xing said, "Do you know why?"

Ling Zhu looked up at Xing, his eyes full of expectation, as if grasping at a straw, and asked, "Tell me quickly!"

His thoughts of asking the demon race vanished.

Xing sat down on the ground, gestured for Ling Zhu to sit down, and said, "This is related to skills again. Yan has a skill called 'Man and Sword as One,' which is merging with the demon shadow. Why does the demon shadow reject you? That's because... well, it's hard to say, let's use an analogy! It's like a man who's used to being with one woman; if you suddenly give him another woman, he won't be used to it."

"What a load of rubbish! What kind of analogy is that! If you really gave a man another woman, wouldn't he be ecstatic? Of course, ugly women are an exception." Ling Zhu thought to himself, and said, "So you mean I should learn to turn back into Yan?"

Xing nodded, as if to say, "That's the idea."

"I have my own way of life, why should I turn back into him? Even if I agree, Yan lives, and I die." The atmosphere around Ling Zhu instantly dropped to freezing.

Xing was startled by Ling Zhu's sudden change of expression and hurriedly explained, "That's not what I meant. I meant you need to become as strong as Yan, so that the sword can sense the same aura."

"You mean...?" Ling Zhu asked, puzzled.

Seeing he still didn't understand, Xing said, "Simply put, it means starting with Yan's skills."

"Do you have time now?" Ling Zhu suddenly blurted out an unrelated question.

Xing was confused and asked, "I do right now! Why?"

"Teach me," Ling said calmly.

"..." This time it was Xing's turn to be speechless. He said, "You just transmigrated, do you know how to activate this body's potential?"

Ling Zhu awkwardly scratched his face and said, "Uh... well, I don't know."

But he immediately added confidently, "That's why I'm asking you! Otherwise, why would I bring this up?"

Xing helplessly scratched his head and said, "We have different skills, how can I teach you?"

"Then teach the same skills first!" Ling Zhu quickly replied.

"Okay," Xing replied.

...

"Ling Zhu, before I teach you any skills, you need to understand your spiritual soul first," Xing said to Ling Zhu, who was meditating.

Ling Zhu closed his eyes and meditated, not opening them, and asked, "What is a spiritual soul?"

Xing patted Ling Zhu's shoulder and said, "Open your eyes."

Ling Zhu opened his eyes and looked at Xing.

Xing didn't say much, but placed his left hand in front of Ling Zhu, and then a blue flame burned on Xing's left hand.

"Holy crap, what's going on?" Ling Zhu stared at Xing's left hand in surprise and asked.

"This is my spiritual soul, the Limitless Fire," Xing replied. He continued, "In our family, my eldest brother, the third brother, and the fourth brother all have the Limitless Fire as their spiritual souls."

Ling Zhu paused and asked, "Where's Master?"

"Master! Double Strike," Xing said, making a double strike gesture.

"..." Ling Zhu was speechless. Wasn't this just a passive skill? Oh well, the guest is a guest, so we'll call it whatever the host calls it.

“You understand now, this is the Spirit Soul. It's a skill that can be activated on its own. It doesn't require much effort,” Xing said, blowing on the Limitless Flame in his left hand.

“Then, Brother Xing, what kind of Spirit Soul did I have before?” Ling Zhu asked Xing.

Xing looked at Ling Zhu with a mixture of emotions, and after a long while, he uttered a few words: “Colorless Flame…”

Chapter Seven Trial and Recognition

“Colorless Flame?” Ling Zhu murmured, asking, “Why isn’t mine the same as yours?”

“This, perhaps only Master knows. Master once said in front of us that only those who use the Colorless Flame can use the Shadow Demon. No, only those who are worthy of using the Shadow Demon.” Xing smiled bitterly.

“…” Ling Zhu was silent for a while before speaking again, asking, “How do I activate the Spirit Soul…”

“Why do you want to pick up that sword so much?” Xing asked worriedly.

Ling Zhu took a deep breath and said, “Valoran is a place where the strong prey on the weak. Without strength, you can only be slaughtered. If I can’t even lift a sword, I will be ashamed of this body.” "After listening, Xing spoke calmly: "Ready?"

Ling Zhu didn't answer him, but nodded vigorously.

Xing frowned and said: "Come with me to find Master."

After speaking, Xing turned and went upstairs.

Ling Zhu didn't waste any words and followed...

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The colorless fire, the ancestor of all fires, the progenitor of everything, a pure fire without any impurities, the symbol of the ruler of all things, and also the mark of the strong. ... Concentrate your mind, don't be distracted. Use illusion to open the inner world. Search for that flame in the dark inner world." Yi said to Ling Zhu, who was meditating.

Ling Zhu closed his eyes and asked: "Still no good. I can't find it. Could it be that the colorless fire disappeared along with Yan's soul?" "Impossible. The spirit can only reside in the body, the soul cannot be controlled." Yi said with certainty. Ling Zhu

sighed and said: "Still can't find it. Am I not born to practice martial arts?" "No, you should concentrate on your meditation. Xing, come with me." Yi said.

Outside the door...

"Xing, I'm not trying to criticize you, but why did you tell him about this?" "Yi asked Xing sternly.

"Master, you know my fault; I blurt things out without thinking," Xing said, like a child who had done something wrong.

Yi didn't continue to criticize Xing, but instead said, "What's meant to happen will eventually happen..." ...Inside the room...

...Inside the room...

Ling Zhu lay in a black world.

"Ugh!" Ling Zhu opened his eyes, clutching his aching head.

Just now, while Ling Zhu was meditating, he suddenly felt his spirit fall into a bottomless black hole, and now he had just woken up.

"Damn it, I almost fell to my death. Where am I?" Ling Zhu muttered to himself.

Looking at the pitch-black inner world, Ling Zhu felt a little scared.

"Colorless fire, colorless fire!" Ling Zhu murmured with his eyes closed, comforting himself, "Concentrate, concentrate." Ling Zhu slowly calmed down, opened his eyes, and saw a dark blue flame appear before him.

"Colorless fire?" Ling Zhu asked himself, reaching out to touch the ball of fire.

The dark blue flame touched his hand and began to climb upwards.

"Ouch! What the hell is going on?!" Ling Zhu exclaimed in surprise as he watched the flame ignite on his hand. But what surprised him even more was that the fire wasn't hot.

Ling Zhu forcefully shook off the flame, but it burned like wood, growing larger and larger, and spreading upwards along his arm.

"What the hell!" Soon, the flames had engulfed Ling Zhu's entire body.

Ling Zhu was speechless. Although the fire didn't harm him, this couldn't continue.

The fire was slowly burning, slowly getting hotter.

Wait, it's slowly getting hotter!

"Ugh! It's burning me to death!" "Ling Zhu shouted and rolled on the ground. Although the rolling motion was a bit arrogant, his will to survive was very strong. Face versus life, Ling Zhu chose the latter.

...In the real world...

Not only was Ling Zhu's inner world engulfed in flames, but in the real world, Ling Zhu's physical body was also engulfed in flames.

Yi didn't look at Ling Zhu, but asked Xing: "Has it started?"

Xing nodded and said: "Just like Yan's first time. The colorless fire is burning." Yi curled his lips into a smile and said: "Let's help him!" "Master, are you sure?" Xing asked.

Yi nodded and said: "Ling Zhu is in this world for the first time, and he can't control this body at all. If he dies here, his body will be burned away, and I will regret it for the rest of my life." "Then why did you let him awaken his soul!" Xing asked in surprise.

Yi stood up and said to the sky: "What is destined to come will eventually come." Then, turning to Xing, he said, "Have Wukong bring the Demon Shadow..."

Xing

placed his hands on Ling Zhu's back, while Yi placed his hands on Xing's back.

Xing asked, "Master, can we begin?"

Yi didn't answer, but instead channeled a surge of boundless power into Xing's body.

Xing smiled crookedly, clearly having received the power, and said, "Yes, Master."

The fire was still burning on Ling Zhu's body...

Ling Zhu almost felt he was about to die...

Damn it, I haven't lived enough yet! The worst part is I've only been here for a day!

The fire seemed to understand Ling Zhu's thoughts and slowly retreated back into his palm.

Ling Zhu struggled to his feet, looking at the flame in his hand, and said, "Can you understand human speech?" The flame didn't answer Ling Zhu's question; it seemed flames couldn't speak, but simply continued to burn in Ling Zhu's palm.

Actually, it was Xing and Yi who were helping from the outside.

"Ling Zhu, stop talking to yourself!" Yi's voice echoed in Ling Zhu's mind.

"Master... Master?" "Ling Zhu was surprised.

"Don't worry about me for now. Relax your mind and body, and let the colorless fire slowly flow into your body." Yi replied.

Ling Zhu did as instructed, and sure enough, the fire slowly flowed into his body. Although it was very hot.

...In the real world...

"Master! I've brought the sword!" Wukong said to Yi.

Yi nodded and said, "Put the sword in his hand." He then pointed at Ling Zhu.

Wukong didn't say much, walked to Ling Zhu, and placed the sword horizontally in Ling Zhu's arms.

"Master, I was just about to ask you, why did you have Wukong bring the sword?" Xing asked.

Yi raised the corners of his mouth and said, "To make the sword acknowledge him..."

Chapter Eight, One Year Later

...

The last trace of colorless fire was absorbed into Ling Zhu's body.

"Wow, feels pretty good," Ling Zhu murmured to himself. A slight excitement lingered.

Just as Ling Zhu was talking to himself, the demonic shadow appeared before him.

Upon seeing the demonic shadow, Ling Zhu's excitement vanished instantly, and he coldly asked, "Why are you here?" Ling Zhu wasn't surprised at all that the demonic shadow had entered his inner world; Yi had previously said that the demonic shadow could read one's soul.

"I didn't want to either; Master Yi let me in," a figure floated out from the demonic shadow's sword body and spoke to Ling Zhu. The voice was equally cold.

Ling Zhu didn't want to argue with Mo Ying, but suddenly remembered Yi saying that the figure in the sword was his own reflection. Curiosity drove Ling Zhu to look at Mo Ying.

After observing him carefully, Ling Zhu came to a conclusion: "Damn it, Ling Zhu, could you be any more ordinary-looking? Didn't the author promise me a handsome face? My transmigration is basically the same as other male protagonists in the forum. Why are they all ridiculously handsome, while I have a pathetic, ordinary face?! Author, you're not following the script!" Okay, the story continues...

Seeing Ling Zhu staring at him, Mo Ying felt uneasy and asked, "Have you looked enough?" Ling Zhu looked away and asked, "Why did Master send you here?" "Master Yi said you've comprehended the colorless fire," Mo Ying replied. "

What does that have to do with you?" Ling Zhu asked coldly.

"The colorless fire is the energy source I drive, so... so I just wanted to see if what Master Yi said was true!" Mo Ying raised his sword and slashed at Ling Zhu.

"Damn it, the fight's already started!" Ling Zhu roared inwardly.

Ling Zhu was a terrible fighter, a shut-in before his transmigration. All he could do now was clutch his head and scream, "Aaaaaaah!" *Bang!* Colorless fire raged across Ling Zhu's body, illuminating his inner world.

Ling Zhu was astonished. He hadn't used any colorless fire; how could it have started burning on its own?

"Don't think about anything else, deal with your sword first." Yi's voice echoed in Ling Zhu's mind.

"Then Master, why did the fire start burning on its own?" Ling Zhu asked hastily.

"Didn't Xing tell you that the soul doesn't need control?" Yi asked.

"Damn it, I forgot." Ling Zhu thought, then said, "Never mind, let's go all out." Ling Zhu prepared for a bloody battle, but the demonic shadow stopped.

Ling Zhu was speechless and asked, "Are we going to fight or not?"

The demonic shadow gave Ling Zhu a complicated look before slowly speaking, "You won, Master..." (So evil) ...Real world...

...Real world...

"How do you feel?" Xing asked.

The first thing Ling Zhu saw upon returning to the real world was Xing, but Yi was nowhere to be found.

"Where's Master?" Ling Zhu asked.

Xing didn't tell him where Yi had gone, but instead said, "Master told me to tell you that you'll begin your initial training tomorrow..." Yi hadn't gone there; he was simply in the courtyard comprehending the Dao of Limitlessness.

Sensing Ling Zhu waking up, he smiled knowingly...

That night, the third brother Xing had mentioned—Heaven and Man in Harmony, Huan (played by Andrea Yu), and the sixth brother—Servant Soul, Wen returned. Ling Zhu hadn't expected Servant Soul to be a girl, and a very charming one at that.

Wen blushed with embarrassment when she saw Ling Zhu staring at her. She lowered her head and said, "Brother Yan, don't look at me like that." "Yan...Brother Yan?" Ling Zhu stammered awkwardly, "I'm sorry! I'm not Yan, my name is Ling Zhu." Wen and Huan were confused, so Xing quickly explained everything to them, including that Ling Zhu was a time traveler.

After listening, Huan and Wen turned around and looked at Ling Zhu with the eyes of someone looking at an alien, making Ling Zhu feel uneasy.

Huan, on the other hand, was generous and said to Ling Zhu, "Welcome," extending her right hand to shake hands.

Ling Zhu readily extended his left hand and shook Huan's right hand, saying, "You're too kind. Don't bother replying to my posts." "@*￥＃~％/……" Huan cursed. "I finally get a chance to participate and you say this? I'm never replying to your posts again."

Wen, rather shy, said bashfully, "Welcome, Brother Lingzhu." "..." Lingzhu was speechless. Aside from a glance at him when he entered, Wen had been speaking to him with her head down.

Xing noticed Lingzhu's thoughts and whispered in his ear, "Don't misunderstand, Wen liked Yan before you came." "Oh..." Lingzhu murmured thoughtfully, then said to Wen, "Hello!" "I'm so embarrassed!" Wen covered her flushed face and ran away.

"Damn, this girl is too shy!" Lingzhu thought.

Something felt missing?

"Where's Big Brother?" Lingzhu asked.

"Oh, Big Brother? He left yesterday. Demacia urgently needs him," Xing replied.

"Demacia needs him? Is it because of Noxus?" Lingzhu asked, not even knowing why he asked.

"How did you know?" Xing asked, puzzled.

"It's a secret," Ling Zhu said proudly, thinking that reading novels in the lolh forum hadn't been a waste of time; they were actually somewhat useful.

Then...

...a year later... (Everyone: Hey! What just happened? What's next? Author: Because someone named Afei wanted to see some fan service, the plot has been moved forward. Everyone: Oh crap!) Ionia has a large semi-military, semi-commercial seaport—the Ionian-Noxus Seaport. (Even I can't help but complain; the name is so corny.) "Ling Zhu! When you see Ming, be sure to give this to him," Xing repeatedly instructed a long-haired man, handing him a letter.

Ling Zhu took the letter, said nothing, and nodded.

Yi had spent a year making Ling Zhu very mature; at least, he had a sharp mind.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Ling Zhu glanced at the people who had come to see him off, his eyes filled with reluctance, and said, "I'm leaving!" "Wait, wait a minute!" Wen shouted with all her might.

Ling Zhu looked at Wen with a puzzled expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen was about to speak, but Xing interrupted her, "You guys chat, we'll go back first. Also, Wen, you should go home soon, don't chat for too long." "Okay!" Wen nodded obediently to Xing and said, "Thank you, Second Brother." Xing said to Huan and Wukong, "Let's go, go get your lunchboxes."

Huan was annoyed, thinking, "Damn it, I only said three sentences and I'm already out of the game." He said to Xing, "I won't sell myself for a lunchbox! By the way, what flavor?" "Get out of the game!" Xing said, carrying Huan, and left the game with Wukong.

Okay, back to Ling Zhu and Wen...

"Um, what did you want to say?" Ling Zhu broke the awkward silence.

"Um, um..." Wen kept fidgeting with her fingers, blushing as she murmured, "Be careful on the road." Ling Zhu smiled and nodded, saying, "Yeah, definitely."

Wen, emboldened by some unknown source, stepped forward and grabbed Ling Zhu's hand, saying, "Remember to come back often, don't make Master worry like your older brother did." It felt like a wife seeing her husband off.

Ling Zhu was also surprised. For the past year, Wen had never dared to speak to him, simply because she was too shy. Today, she was making such a big move—what was this girl up to?

"Anything else?" Ling Zhu stroked Wen's long, black hair and asked with a smile.

"Oh my! Brother Ling Zhu, there are so many people here!" Wen blushed as she felt Ling Zhu's hand touching her hair.

Wow! So cute!

Ling Zhu wasn't exactly a gentleman; he had virtually no resistance to girls, especially when it came to being cute.

"Wen! Take good care of yourself from now on!" Ling Zhu said, lowering his laughter.

"Okay," Wen replied obediently. Reluctantly letting go of Ling Zhu's hand, she said, "Goodbye, Brother Ling Zhu!" "Goodbye!" Ling Zhu tapped Wen's little nose and said.

With that, Ling Zhu turned and boarded the ship.

Blushing as she watched Ling Zhu's retreating figure, Wen murmured, "Brother Ling Zhu, I like you so much. At least you're not as quiet and reserved with me as Brother Yan." ...

Valoran! Here I come!

Chapter Nine: The Fallen Angel – Morgana

During his trip to Valoran, Ling Zhu experienced firsthand the boundless rage of Tryndamere, the Barbarian King. He also challenged the power of Jayce's tech cannon, the Guardian of Piltover. And of course, there was much more.

"This place is the Judgment Land?" Ling Zhu murmured, unfolding a map and looking at this barren region.

After confirming it was the Judgment Land, Ling Zhu muttered again, "Looks like I didn't come to the wrong place. It's the Judgment Land. I remember it's where Morgana and Kayle fought. It seems that battle almost destroyed this place." "By the way, what does Morgana look like? Hopefully, she's not as ferocious as in the game. And what does Kayle look like… Oh my god, it's raining!" As Ling Zhu was muttering to himself, he suddenly felt a few drops of water splashed on his face. Looking up, he saw black rain clouds drifting in.

Ling Zhu looked around, searching for a cave to take shelter from the rain.

After searching for a while, he finally found a small cave, very insidious, almost impossible to spot without careful observation. Ling Zhu was no ordinary person. Leaving aside his year-long cultivation, the blindfold alone was enough. (Okay, every Sword Saint skin has a blindfold.) "Ugh, I'm soaked!" Ling Zhu muttered after hiding in the cave.

He removed the blindfold and roughly surveyed the cave's interior. Not bad; it seemed someone had lived there.

Ling Zhu walked deeper into the cave, hoping to find something.

Then, he saw something he shouldn't have. But that one glance sealed his fate, leading

him into an inexplicable destiny. He saw a girl, a red-haired girl, a red-haired girl with wings. No, that's not the point

. The point is, this girl... she's... well, let's just say ...

Upon closer inspection, Ling Zhu noticed an undeniable air of domineering masculinity about the girl. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, with her most prominent features almost entirely concealed by her wings, creating a suggestive and alluring impression.

After observing for a while, Ling Zhu suddenly noticed something amiss—a wound on the girl's right arm, bloodstains nearly covering it, and it was still bleeding.

"She'll die if she bleeds like this. Should I wake her?" Ling Zhu thought.

He was about to step forward to wake her when he suddenly withdrew his hand, realizing something: "Would it be inappropriate to wake her like this? She's naked! What if she thinks I'm that kind of person?" Okay! In the end, Ling Zhu decided to wake her anyway; otherwise, the plot couldn't progress. (Everyone: That damn author is back with more filler, get lost!) "Hey! Wake up!" Ling Zhu patted her shoulder and said.

"Hmm..." the girl gave a reluctant hum, looking quite alluring.

"Damn it! This is making me make a mistake!" Ling Zhu stared at the girl, wondering what if he couldn't resist... The girl didn't want to wake up, but sensing a stranger in the cave, she quickly opened her eyes.

"Who are you?" the girl stood up and questioned loudly.

This standing up wasn't the problem; the problem was that her wings, which had been covering her, drooped down, revealing a glimpse of her breasts!

"Uh..." Ling Zhu felt something salty coming from his nose.

Staring straight at the girl, even Ling Zhu felt a little lewd.

The girl also sensed something was wrong and quickly covered her large breasts with her left hand, pressing her legs together: "Don't look!" "Oh, oh!" Ling Zhu finally reacted, immediately turning around to face away from the girl.

"You, how did you find this cave?" the girl asked.

Ling Zhu was speechless; couldn't he hear the heavy rain outside? He said, "It was raining outside, so I came in to take shelter." "Take shelter in a cave!" the girl shouted.

Ling Zhu found this woman a bit unreasonable and retorted, "Where am I supposed to hide in this one cave?" The girl also felt her words were a bit unreasonable and said, "Then why don't you just stay put and avoid the rain? Why do you have to wander around here?" The girl said, blushing.

"What if there's something threatening me in the cave? Am I supposed to just sit here and wait to die?" Ling Zhu retorted.

"This..." This time it was the girl's turn, and she shouted at Ling Zhu unreasonably, "I've already let you see everything, can't I even get angry?" "Fine, fine!" Ling Zhu said perfunctorily, and asked, "Is the injury on your arm alright?" "Ouch!" The girl cried out, and then said, "You've made me so angry, you scoundrel! Ugh... it hurts!" Ling Zhu thought to himself that this girl was too perfect! Is this the legendary mature woman with a loli voice?

"Do you want it bandaged?" Ling Zhu asked.

"Who needs you, you pervert, to bandage me? This... this little injury is nothing... Ouch! It hurts!" The girl wanted to ignore Ling Zhu, but her words "It hurts!

" betrayed her. "Alright! You've already revealed everything!" Ling Zhu said helplessly.

Ling Zhu bent down, opened his backpack (Everyone: Where did this backpack come from? Author: It's for the plot, okay, I admit I forgot.), and took out a piece of gauze, a bottle of water, and a handkerchief. He said, "Can you bandage yourself?" "I... I don't know how." The girl replied awkwardly.

Ling Zhu felt his blood boiling and quickly asked, "Can I bandage you?" "Hey! Pervert! I'm naked!" The girl shouted, blushing.

Ling Zhu sighed again, took out a piece of clothing from his bag, and before the girl could react, turned around and draped it over her shoulders.

"Pervert! Pervert! Shameless!" The girl cursed Ling Zhu while grabbing the clothes.

"Hey! I'm helping you!" Ling Zhu said lewdly and righteously.

Seeing his reaction, the girl remained silent. She slowly extended her blood-stained right hand.

Ling Zhu took her hand, poured water on her arm, and gently wiped it with a handkerchief. A smooth, jade-like arm appeared in Ling Zhu's hand, its smoothness making him unable to resist stroking it.

"Hey! Have you touched enough?" the girl asked, blushing.

"Uh… I'm sorry!" Ling Zhu blushed again, then used the handkerchief to wipe the blood from the girl's arm.

Reaching the wound, Ling Zhu said lewdly, "It might hurt a bit, so if you can't help it, hug me." *Slap!* A handprint appeared on Ling Zhu's face.

"Hey! Why did you hit me? I was just thinking of you!" Ling Zhu said, feeling wronged.

Actually, Ling Zhu was prepared for this girl to act cute. Imagine, a mature woman acting cute—what a scene that would be!

The girl, as if she had made a mistake, lowered her flushed face and murmured, "I'm afraid my clothes will open if I let go..." Ling Zhu was speechless. He slapped me for this?!

Without a word, Ling Zhu took a robe from his backpack and handed it to the girl, saying, "Just put this on." Actually, Ling Zhu realized that clothes didn't suit her; the robe he had draped over her earlier was being pushed up by the wings on her back.

The girl had just taken the robe when Ling Zhu snatched it back.

"Hey! Are you kidding me?" the girl shouted, having already let go of the clothes to grab the robe.

"No," Ling Zhu explained, "You have wings on your back, so the robe might not fit. I'll make two slits on the back for you." He then took out a small knife and made two slits on the back of the robe.

"Th-thank you! I misunderstood you again," the girl replied apologetically.

"It's alright, I didn't tell you beforehand," Ling Zhu replied.

"Then I'm changing! You're not allowed to peek," the girl threatened.

"Okay, hurry up," Ling Zhu replied, thinking he'd already had enough of looking.

A while later…

the girl came out after changing her clothes. Her long robe obscured her perfect figure, a real eyesore.

“I’ll begin!” Ling Zhu said to the girl. “If it hurts, bite my shoulder.” The girl nodded.

Just as Ling Zhu was about to begin, the girl said again, “Wait a minute…” And then…

and then the girl actually hugged Ling Zhu! Good heavens! You read that right, the girl actually hugged Ling Zhu and whispered in his ear, “Gently…” Ling Zhu’s bones went numb; it was so sweet! Ling Zhu, looking very handsome and rich, replied, “Yes, I will.” Ling Zhu looked at the wound and asked, “Has this wound been there for a long time?” “Yes,” the girl replied softly.

“Can I disinfect it with fire? It might hurt a lot,” Ling Zhu asked tentatively.

The girl didn’t speak, but instead bit Ling Zhu’s shoulder.

Ling Zhu didn’t waste any words and directly activated the colorless fire within his body.

The colorless fire burned in Ling Zhu’s left hand.

Ling Zhu slowly moved his left hand closer to the girl's right arm, rubbing the wound with it. With each rub, he felt the girl bite him harder.

Ling Zhu endured the pain in his shoulder and slowly wrapped the bandage around her arm.

Chapter Ten: Aren't you afraid I'll eat you?

The girl murmured with a bitter smile, "My name is Morgana, that infamous fallen angel." "Holy crap, this girl is that sharp fallen angel? I'm never believing in love again! This girl is so delicate, how could she be a fallen angel? Impossible! But can someone explain what those wings on her back are all about?! Why am I even making fun of myself?" Ling Zhu stared wide-eyed at the girl, hardly believing his ears.

"Can you leave now?" Morgana asked.

Ling Zhu nodded, comforting her, "I can leave, but let me tell you, all I know is that Morgana is a fallen angel, that's all." Morgana smiled and said, "Do you know why I'm a fallen angel? I rebelled against my sister's tyrannical rule, and I lost. Instead, my sister won. She banished me from Heaven and claimed that I rebelled for her position. That day, I learned what justice is. Justice is the history written by the victors. And now, my magic is sealed, so basically anyone can bully me. Heh, isn't that ridiculous?" Her smile was bitter...

tears flowed silently down her face...

"So, the wound on your arm..." Ling Zhu asked.

Morgana nodded and said, "I was gored by a wild boar while I was looking for food." Ling Zhu didn't speak, nor did he interrupt. He knew that at times like this, women needed to vent.

Ling Zhu sat down and said, "Can I stay a little longer? After all, the rain hasn't stopped yet..." Morgana wiped away her tears and smiled, saying, "I know that. Let's wait until the rain stops before we leave! By the way, please don't tell anyone about seeing me, okay?" Ling Zhu nodded and said, "I'm a chronicler who writes the history of the continent. Could you tell me a little more about the history of your great war back then? If you don't want to, that's fine too." Of course, Ling Zhu wasn't a chronicler. He just wanted Morgana to vent her resentment. After all, keeping it bottled up inside wasn't good for her health or emotions, and it had been bottled up for 1000 years.

The rain seemed to be cooperating, continuing to fall...

Morgana, of course, didn't just talk about the war that year; she also told many fun stories about her time in the Heavenly Realm.

A touch of warmth appeared in the cold cave.

The two felt like they had known each other for a long time and chatted non-stop. Finally, Morgana got tired and simply put her head on Ling Zhu's lap and fell asleep.

Ling Zhu didn't refuse and leaned against the cave wall to sleep as well.

The atmosphere was so ambiguous... Speaking of which, the rain still hasn't stopped?

"...

Whoa! Why is my body so heavy?" Ling Zhu forced himself to open his eyes.

He saw Morgana lying on top of him, murmuring, "So soft..." Damn, that sleep-talking was so cute... it instantly aroused Ling Zhu... Even though it was through her robe, she wasn't wearing a bra, and feeling those huge breasts pressing against his chest, Ling Zhu really wanted to make a mistake... Looking at Morgana's lips, Ling Zhu thought, "They're so red even without makeup, is she sick? I'll treat her, hehe..." Thinking this, he couldn't help but kiss her...

Morgana wasn't having an easy time either. She dreamt she was lying on a soft bed, but something was always blocking her way (I won't explain, you understand). She slowly opened her eyes. She

only saw Ling Zhu's big mouth approaching...

Morgana was momentarily at a loss. Normally, she would have slapped him, but at this moment, Morgana felt Ling Zhu's breath was so familiar, forcing her to accept it. Slowly closing her eyes, she gently parted her red lips.

Ling Zhu saw Morgana open her eyes and thought he was about to get slapped again. But then he saw Morgana close her eyes again, and Ling Zhu seemed encouraged, continuing to kiss her… their lips met…

Ling Zhu awkwardly slipped his tongue into Morgana's mouth, while Morgana, on the other hand, searched for Ling Zhu's tongue like a pro… their tongues intertwined, lingering…

Ling Zhu reached out and hugged Morgana, while Morgana placed her hands on Ling Zhu's chest, gripping his shoulders, a rather ambiguous scene… After the kiss, they parted their lips, still connected by a silver thread… "You rascal, who told you to kiss me…" Morgana murmured, blushing.

"You seem quite skilled!" Ling Zhu joked.

Morgana blushed even more upon hearing this, saying, "I've kissed my sister a few times before…" "My goodness, this girl is a lesbian!" Ling Zhu thought to himself.

"You two like this kind of thing?" Ling Zhu grinned mischievously.

Morgana didn't answer, instead burying her head in Ling Zhu's arms.

The rain stopped...

Seeing that the rain had stopped, Ling Zhu said, "The rain has stopped, I can leave now. And get up quickly, I can't breathe!" "Can...can I wait a little longer?" Morgana didn't even know she would say that.

"Okay, but can you get up first? I can't breathe!" Ling Zhu said, pretending to breathe heavily.

Morgana was amused by Ling Zhu's comical appearance and whispered in his ear, "Hmm..." A moment later, the two of them awkwardly stood up.

As soon as Morgana stood up, Ling Zhu pulled her into his arms.

"Hey!" Morgana exclaimed, asking Ling Zhu, "What are you doing? You pervert!" Ling Zhu hugged her even tighter and whispered in her ear, "Little thing, still being stubborn?" "I, I! What do you mean?" Morgana said haughtily.

Ling Zhu said with a lewd grin, "I have to kiss you before you'll admit it." "Tch, you bad guy, how did I end up with you?" Morgana continued arrogantly.

"Everyone must be wondering by now, okay, let's go back to last night..." This was my life in the Heavenly Realm, wasn't it happy? It's a pity it's gone now," Morgana reminisced.

Ling Zhu gave Morgana a deep look and asked, "Do you regret leading the troops against your sister?" "I regretted it before, but now I feel it's all in the past, there's no need to dwell on it anymore," Morgana murmured, resting her chin on her hand. She continued, "Actually, I'm somewhat grateful to my sister now. After defeating me, she could have easily killed me, but she didn't, and she didn't completely seal my magic." "You're quite sentimental!" Ling Zhu replied, then asked, "Have you ever thought about going back to your past life?" Morgana smiled bitterly, "How could I? Now I don't even have a voice on the continent, how could I just go back?" "So you're just going to live out your life in a daze like this?" Ling Zhu asked.

"I guess so! I'm numb anyway, everything in this world doesn't matter to me anymore," Morgana said faintly, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

"Have you ever thought about finding a man? I've heard love can heal past wounds," Ling Zhu suggested to Morgana.

Morgana glanced at Ling Zhu mockingly and said, "Who would bring a troublemaker home?" Ling Zhu squatted down for a moment, then said seriously, "What if I dare?"

Morgana laughed at his expression and said, "Don't joke around, just kidding!" Ling Zhu didn't speak, but directly pinned Morgana down.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Morgana shouted.

"Heh." Ling Zhu smiled mischievously and said, "Do I look like I'm joking?" "Then... then what do you want to do?" Morgana's face turned as red as a ripe apple.

Ling Zhu didn't answer her, but instead kissed her forehead.

"Morgana, do you think I dare?" Ling Zhu asked.

"As long as you don't regret it," Morgana threatened, blushing.

"Hmph." Ling Zhu snorted and whispered in Morgana's ear, "Aren't you afraid I'll eat you up? My sweetheart." (Author: Holy crap! This is too cheesy, I can't write anymore. Everyone: ... Author: Okay! I'm leaving!) "Ugh! You're crushing me!" Morgana's face turned completely red. She pouted.

Ling Zhu stood up, reached out to help Morgana up, and said, "I want to crush you for the rest of my life, and in bed." "You!" Morgana was speechless and said, "You're being unreasonable."

"Hahahaha!" Ling Zhu laughed, sat down on the ground, and said, "You actually made a beastly man reason with a sexy woman, do you think that's possible?" Morgana didn't answer, lay down on the ground, and fell asleep with her head on Ling Zhu's lap.

"Nana! Do you believe I can sing?" Ling Zhu said.

"Heh! You changed your mind so quickly, I don't think I agreed yet?" Morgana said with her eyes closed.

That was just a matter of time. "Ling Zhu returned. He sang: "

You said loving you would be painful,

I said I'm not afraid of hardship.

You said loving you was a mistake,

I said I willingly walked down the wrong

path. You go your way,

pretending not to care.

I know you have unspeakable sorrow in your heart.

You really don't

care? Don't you really care ?

I'm willing to hold you

and not let you cry.

The journey of loving you is full of hardships , but

I will never admit defeat.

I'm willing to protect you and

not let you..."

The cave was filled with the warmth of love .

Chapter Eleven: Husband, is this okay?

The story returns to the present...

"You dare to kiss me! If you kiss me, I'll fight you!" Morgana threatened .

"You were enjoying it just now, and now you've changed your tune?" Ling Zhu said.

"Who...who enjoyed it? You forced a kiss on me, okay!" Morgana refused to back down.

"Pfft." Seeing her expression, Ling Zhu couldn't help but pinch her cheek and said, "One day you will say to me: 'Husband, give it to me, I want it.' Oh no, you will beg me."

Morgana looked at Ling Zhu with disdain and said, "That day will never come. By the way! What's your name? You haven't told me yet!" "

Damn it, it's been almost two days, she hasn't asked, and I haven't said anything. We've really kept our word," Ling Zhu thought to himself. "

Ling Zhu, how about it? Isn't your husband's name cool?" Ling Zhu hugged Morgana tightly and said.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Morgana tried to break free from his embrace: "Who's your wife? Did I admit it?"

"Look, I didn't say your husband is me. You admitted it yourself." Ling Zhu said.

"No! What I meant was... oh my! How could you be so mean!" Morgana pounded on Ling Zhu's chest.

At this moment, Ling Zhu felt so happy. All those years of reading fantasy novels hadn't been for nothing; they were actually quite useful.

"Grumble~~" Ling Zhu wanted to continue teasing her, but was interrupted by a growl of hunger.

Morgana rubbed her empty stomach and said, "Damn it, I'm so hungry."

"Husband, thank you..." Morgana murmured.

Ling Zhu was taken aback at first, then slowly smiled and said, "It's nothing. We don't need to say thank you between us." Ling

Zhu suddenly remembered something, walked up to Morgana, and said, "Nana, do you really want to thank me?"

Morgana nodded.

"Come with me!" Ling Zhu grabbed Morgana's hand and started running.

"Hey! Slow down!" Morgana protested.

...

"I'll take a shower first! You should eat something." Ling Zhu pulled Morgana to a pool and said.

"Okay!" Morgana nodded obediently.

Seeing that Morgana had no suspicions at all, Ling Zhu felt secretly pleased: "Inexperienced girls are so easy to fool. I'm going to have a big feast later, hehe..." After a while

, Ling Zhu saw that Morgana had finished eating, so he asked, "Finished eating? Go wash up!"

"If you're still washing, I'm not washing anymore." Morgana was puzzled, wondering what this bad guy was planning to do.

After saying that, she turned and left.

At this moment, Ling Zhu suddenly jumped out of the water, hugged Morgana, and said with a wicked smile in her ear, "Sweetheart, you don't have a choice. " "

Hey! You want to..." Morgana was startled and was about to scold him, but Ling Zhu kissed her directly.

Ling Zhu grabbed Morgana's robe and pulled it up, leaving Morgana naked in front of him. Morgana

pushed Ling Zhu away: "You bad guy, what are you doing?"

How could Ling Zhu let Morgana push him away? He held her tightly, making their naked bodies make perfect contact.

Morgana felt a stick pressing against her and remembered that this feeling was the same as this morning. A deep red flush rose on her face. She wanted to resist, but thinking that she would be devoured by this man sooner or later, there was no point in resisting. So she simply lay on top of Ling Zhu: "Be gentle..."

Ling Zhu kissed Morgana's neck passionately, as if trying to absorb all the warmth from her body.

His two large hands roamed over Morgana's body, finally stopping on her two huge breasts.

Finding the source of the giant peak, Ling Zhu teased it relentlessly, rubbing the little nipple with his hand without lingering on it. This stimulation made Morgana repeatedly say, "No...don't do this, I...I will...I can't take it."

Unfortunately, what she wanted to say came out as nothing but lust.

"My little darling, I wonder what it tastes like? Looks like I'll have to wash it clean and taste it." Ling Zhu picked up Morgana and walked towards the pool.

As soon as Morgana touched the water, she clung tightly to Ling Zhu: "The water's too cold, maybe next time!"

"Tch!" Ling Zhu snorted, saying, "That's nothing. Watch this, you can't escape today."

Ling Zhu slowly put Morgana down and put his left hand into the pool. A blue flame rose from the surface! A

colorless fire, the king of all fires, even water feared it.

"You...how can your fire burn in water?" Morgana asked in surprise.

Ling Zhu glanced at Morgana, mischievously saying, "It's a secret! I'll tell you later. And, shouldn't we..."

Before Morgana could react, he scooped her up and jumped into the water.

Morgana felt the warm water and let out a soft moan.

Without another word, Ling Zhu kissed Morgana's red lips.

Their tongues intertwined, lingering... (Everyone: black lines)

Ling Zhu's tongue slipped into Morgana's mouth, entwining with hers, making her moan softly. When

the kiss ended, a thin line of saliva appeared between their lips...

Ling Zhu was about to move downwards when Morgana stopped him, saying, "Don't do this here, okay? What if you get water in your stomach?"

Ling Zhu's knowledge of matters between men and women was limited to the bedroom; he'd never heard of anything like this in a pool.

Ling Zhu stopped his assault on Morgana, lightly splashing water on her and saying, "You're all washed up, have a good taste..."

Morgana didn't resist, burying her nimble little head in Ling Zhu's arms... ...in the cave...

...in the cave...

"Still going to resist?" Ling Zhu asked, Morgana had resisted him quite a bit along the way.

This time, Morgana readily agreed, placing her hands on Ling Zhu's shoulders and saying, "It's bound to happen sooner or later anyway. Be gentle..."

Ling Zhu kissed Morgana's body passionately, saying, "Don't worry, there's no pain, only pleasure."

"You...you bad guy!" Morgana murmured, clinging to Ling Zhu's neck.

He gently massaged Morgana's tender breasts, occasionally bending down to gently lick her pink nipples. The licking made Morgana let out a soft moan.

"Mmm...husband...don't do this...I...I...can't take it...ah!" Morgana cried out, blushing.

Ling Zhu smiled, his hand slowly moving to Morgana's lower body. The pink, tender vulva was perfectly clean, without any stray hairs. Gently parting the two tender labia, the tiny clitoris peeked out. A gentle rub, followed by a lick with the tongue. Morgana immediately trembled as if electrocuted. The tongue plunged deep into her vagina, swirling around, the sounds of wetness filling the room.

"Ugh...don't lick...Ling Zhu...oh...so good..." Ling Zhu's oral skills sent Morgana soaring with pleasure, feeling a surge of heat coursing through her body.

"Is it good, baby?" Ling Zhu chuckled, then shifted his position, aiming his 18cm member at Morgana's mouth. "Let me have some pleasure too~"

Morgana blushed, grasping Ling Zhu's 18cm member, opening her mouth, and slowly guiding it deeper. Instantly, Ling Zhu felt a warm, moist embrace. Morgana's nimble tongue swept around the urethral opening, sending waves of pleasure through him. His year-long virginity was about to end.

"Come on!" With a soft shout, Ling Zhu's large penis suddenly contracted, "Sizzle~" Countless milky white semen spurted from the tip of his penis, instantly filling Morgana's small mouth.

"Ugh..." Morgana clearly couldn't handle such a large amount and started to swallow. The semen dripped from the corner of her mouth, slowly onto Morgana's breasts, looking extremely lewd.

"How is it, Nana?" Ling Zhu asked.

Morgana tried to swallow it, but choked and spat it all out.

"Hey! This is all the essence I've been saving for a year!" Ling Zhu was speechless; he hadn't masturbated for a year just for today.

"Ugh..." Morgana continued to vomit, accompanied by a slight cough.

Seeing that something was wrong, Ling Zhu quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Morgana pointed to her throat and said with difficulty, "I tried to swallow it, but I choked."

Ling Zhu patted her back with heartache and said, "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay." Morgana nestled into Ling Zhu's arms and said.

"Forget it, let's not do it today, okay?" Ling Zhu asked.

Morgana nodded, secretly hoping not to do it, saying, "I don't want to do it anyway."

She was just trying to comfort Ling Zhu.

Ling Zhu actually suppressed his beastly anger, nodded, and said, "The rain has stopped. Logically, I should have left yesterday, but I stayed for you, which probably delayed my trip to find my older brother."

"What's wrong? Thinking of ways to seduce me again?" Morgana, now smarter, retorted sarcastically.

"No! You idiot!" Ling Zhu pinched Morgana's cheek, saying, "I was planning to have you come with me. We'll leave this afternoon."

"Waaah..." Morgana winced in pain, throwing herself into Ling Zhu's arms, saying, "I'm afraid of people."

Ling Zhu smiled and pulled Morgana into his embrace, saying, "Silly girl, I'm here!"

"Really?" Morgana asked again.

Ling Zhu reluctantly released Morgana, got up, and walked out of the cave, saying, "I'm going to pick up the fruit. You stay here obediently, okay?"

"Okay!" Morgana replied, "Come back and answer my question!"

...

Seeing Ling Zhu leave, Morgana slowly raised her hand, which was covered in semen, and licked it all clean. A wicked smile appeared on her face: "What's selling my body for the colorless fire? As long as

I don't give myself away..." "Hey Kyle! Do we really have to meet now? I have to wait for my brother this afternoon. Can't we meet tomorrow?" In a garden of the Light Shield family, a handsome black-haired man explained to a beautiful woman with long blonde hair.

The woman, whose real name was Kyle (played by Kyle herself), stepped forward and grabbed the man's arm, saying guiltily, "I'm sorry, Ming, I know I might have caused you trouble, but I missed you so much. Even if I'm the Angel of Judgment, I'm still a woman!"

Ming (played by Hemingway) glanced at Kyle, pulled her into his arms, and murmured, "I'm sorry, I owe you so much. I'll find a time to make it up to you, but what if my brother comes this afternoon and can't find me? How am I going to explain to my master? How about this, tonight? I'll stay with you tonight."

"I just need a little time now, it won't interfere with your afternoon, please..." Kyle sobbed in Ming's arms, clinging tightly to him.

"Sigh!" Ming sighed, lifted Kyle's chin, and in their eye contact, Ming kissed her deeply.

Kyle, of course, responded passionately to Ming's kiss, holding him tightly around the neck, as if afraid he would run away.

Kyle's tongue kept entwining with Kyle's, and Kyle's tongue kept entwining with Kyle's. The two of them kept absorbing each other's warmth.

After a long kiss, their lips slowly parted. Ming whispered in Kayle's ear, "Do you have time to wait for my brother with me this afternoon?"

Kayle nestled in Ming's arms, her mind wandering, and said, "Of course! I'll go anywhere as long as I'm with you."

"Looks like I'll be busy tonight!" Ming joked.

No matter how strong Kayle was, she was still a woman, and she felt embarrassed hearing such things, even though she and Ming had been together several times.

Kayle blushed and punched Ming's chest, murmuring, "Busy, busy, busy! How dare you say that?"

To others, it was impossible for Kayle to be so affectionate in a man's arms. Kayle, known for her strong and independent nature, always shouldered everything herself. But today... Ling Zhu carried Morgana, leaving the Judgment Land and heading towards Demacia.

"Husband, I'm still a little scared..." Morgana murmured, clutching Ling Zhu's shoulders.

Ling Zhu put Morgana down, grabbed her shoulders, and said, "Look at me."

Morgana looked at him, wondering what he was up to.

Ling Zhu said nothing and kissed her directly.

They kissed for a long time before Ling Zhu reluctantly pulled away.

Morgana patted her chest to calm herself down. Although she had approached Ling Zhu with a purpose, every kiss with him made her uneasy.

"Could I really be in love with this man? No, no, I only did this for the Colorless Flame... Don't think like that, Morgana." Morgana tried hard to calm herself down. "

What's wrong? Still shy? We've kissed several times already. Also, fold your wings." Ling Zhu picked Morgana up in a princess carry and said.

Morgana couldn't help but look at Ling Zhu, and noticed that although he looked ordinary, he had an attractive and mysterious aura. She couldn't help but throw herself into Ling Zhu's arms.

"What's wrong with me? Morgana, what are you doing? Calm down! What do I do now? Being so proactive, this scoundrel definitely won't let you off the hook! Morgana!" Morgana cursed herself inwardly.

Ling Zhu gave Morgana a strange look and said, "You couldn't hold back after only half a day? Looks like I'll have to eat more tonight to replenish my energy. I'll be busy tonight."

"You, who couldn't hold back? It's just that this position is uncomfortable, I'm just changing positions." Morgana retorted stubbornly.

"Ah! Change positions and move into my arms? Who would believe that? Little thing, it seems you really can't hold back. I'll give you a good time when we get to Demacia." Ling Zhu kissed Morgana's red lips. "

You..." Morgana was speechless, but thought to herself, "For the colorless fire, I can give up anything, even my body. At worst, I'll live my whole life alone."

"Fine! You'll be mine sooner or later." Morgana simply hugged Ling Zhu's neck and continued acting.

"Damn! I can't take it anymore! Ah!" Ling Zhu hugged Morgana tightly and ran frantically towards Demacia.

"Why is my heart trembling? Could it be...? No, I can't fall in love with this man." Morgana's heart trembled involuntarily.

...Demacia City Gate...

"I didn't expect this city to be so big, don't you think?" Ling Zhu handed the gatekeeper 5 gold coins as a toll and said to Morgana.

Morgana nodded and said, "Demacia is very big. I wasn't a fallen angel when I came here..."

Morgana wanted to continue, but Ling Zhu covered her mouth.

Ling Zhu glared at her, signaling her to be quiet.

The soldier glanced at Morgana and asked, "What fallen angel?"

Ling Zhu took out 5 gold coins again and secretly handed them to the soldier: "Brother, I misheard."

The soldier understood and took the gold coins, saying, "Don't talk nonsense next time. Go in!"

"Brother soldier, you're so understanding, thank you!" Ling Zhu said, pretending to be polite.

Without saying much, he pulled Morgana and quickly walked into Demacia.

"Why were you so fierce to me just now?" Morgana asked.

“This isn’t the place of judgment, so don’t speak carelessly, especially since you’re a fallen angel. But thankfully your wings can extend and retract freely, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to bring you here,” Ling Zhu explained.

“Speaking of which, shouldn’t we get down to business?” Ling Zhu grinned mischievously.

“Whatever! It’s bound to happen sooner or later anyway,” Morgana readily agreed.

Ling Zhu picked up Morgana and headed towards an inn…

Ming and Kyle were heading towards the city gate.

Conversely, Ling Zhu and Morgana were walking into the city.

Ming and Kyle, Ling Zhu and Morgana, brushed past each other.

Kyle had a sense of familiarity and turned to look at Ling Zhu and the others.

“What’s wrong?” Ming asked Kyle.

Kyle turned back and murmured to Ming, “Nothing, just a feeling of familiarity.”

Ming glanced at Ling Zhu and the others, said nothing, and wondered to himself, “This person looks so familiar? Could it be Lao Liu? Never mind!”

He tightened Kyle’s hand and headed towards the city gate.

Kyle clearly felt Ming increase the intensity of his touch, blushing as she looked at him and muttered, "Really, don't let anyone see!"

Kyle was being coquettish, and the people on the street were starting to doubt love.

...

Ling Zhu closed the door, gently placed Morgana on the bed, and began to remove Morgana's robe.

"Really! Don't do this!" Morgana pounded on Ling Zhu's back, saying.

Ling Zhu pulled off Morgana's robe, pulling off his own clothes while pressing against Morgana's chest, saying, "You're not leaving today, you little vixen."

Morgana was about to resist when Ling Zhu forcefully kissed her.

Ling Zhu domineeringly thrust his tongue deep into Morgana's mouth, almost frantically ravaging her little tongue.

"Mmm...uh..." Morgana couldn't adapt for a moment and could only weakly moan.

After kissing for a long time, Ling Zhu finally released Morgana's tongue. A strand of saliva remained between their lips when they parted.

"Really, couldn't you be a little gentler?" Morgana said shyly.

Ling Zhu glanced at Morgana and said mischievously, "You were the one who couldn't hold back anymore, I was just helping you."

"You..." Morgana was speechless. She'd seen shameless people before, but never one this shameless.

Ling Zhu ignored Morgana and shifted his strategy downwards.

He gently teased Morgana's clitoris, causing her to leak fluids continuously.

Seeing Morgana's intense reaction, Ling Zhu whispered in her ear, "I didn't realize you were so sensitive. Looks like I'm going to die from exhaustion today."

"Come on, you remove my last line of defense." Ling Zhu stood up, pointed to his underwear, and said to Morgana.

Morgana blushed as she rose, kneeling obediently before Ling Zhu with her legs together. Her breasts peeked out, eager to move. Morgana smiled shyly at Ling Zhu, then gently pulled down his underwear with her slender fingers. Ling Zhu's 18cm penis sprang out, pressing against Morgana's face. Morgana was startled, looking at Ling Zhu's 18cm penis, then blushed again and glanced at Ling Zhu. Ling Zhu smiled awkwardly and slowly thrust forward. Although it was Morgana's first time, she still had a sexual response. Morgana reached out and gently grasped Ling Zhu's 18cm penis with both hands, then parted her red lips and gently took the tip of Ling Zhu's precious penis into her mouth.

"Nana is amazing." Ling Zhu couldn't help but exclaim, the warm, moist sensation spreading throughout his body. Morgana's red lips enveloped the head of Ling Zhu's penis, her small tongue deftly licking it.

"Ugh..." Ling Zhu groaned comfortably.

Morgana's red lips and fragrant tongue were soft, wet, and hot, making Ling Zhu's 18 centimeters hard and swollen. After licking for a while, Morgana opened her small mouth and took all of Ling Zhu's 18 centimeters into her mouth, thrusting in and out. Morgana used both her hands and mouth, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, sometimes licking, her oral techniques varied, fast and slow. Seeing Ling Zhu's intoxicated expression, Morgana worked even harder.

"Ugh..." Ling Zhu let out a low growl, releasing his essence into Morgana's mouth.

"Mmm...so much!" "**Morgana's mouth kept drooling, so she cupped her hands into a bowl shape to catch the drool and prevent it from flowing out.

Morgana swallowed hard, swallowing all of it.

'Husband's drool... this is very nourishing...' Morgana murmured.

Ling Zhu slowly laid Morgana down on the bed, inserted his fingers to the entrance of Morgana's 'little school', and kept stroking her nipples, causing Morgana's body to keep pulling out.

'Mmm~, husband, that... that place can't... can't be touched, it's... it's... can't be touched...' Morgana moaned comfortably, her legs involuntarily wrapped around Ling Zhu's arm.

'So proactive, looks like this is going to be tough.'" "Ling Zhu murmured, patting Morgana's calf.

Morgana slowly parted her legs, arranging them into an M shape, exposing her entire body to Ling Zhu's view.

Ling Zhu brought his head close to Morgana's clitoris, sticking out his tongue and slowly licking Morgana's vulva.

Morgana again took the initiative to wrap her legs around Ling Zhu's neck, moaning: "Mmm~ Ah~! So comfortable~ Husband...husband, deeper...deeper...deeper~ Yes~ that's it~ Mmm~ Mmm~ Ah ah~ Ah~, so...so amazing~, ah! I...I'm going to come~ Ah!" Just after moaning, Morgana's nectar sprayed all over Ling Zhu's face. Ling

Zhu licked the nectar and said: "Nana's body tastes so good, so sweet. Come on, sweetheart, let me have my fill." "Ling Zhu stood up as soon as he finished speaking, aiming his penis at Morgana's entrance. He was ready for a good time.

Ling Zhu whispered in Morgana's ear, 'Darling, get ready, hold me tight, we're about to start our first time!' Morgana was already in a state of blissful unconsciousness, and involuntarily hugged Ling Zhu's neck.

His penis was in place, and Ling Zhu slowly pushed it into Morgana's body.

It felt so good as he pushed in, but he felt a membrane blocking his way.

'Nana, I'm in!' Ling Zhu said, and then pushed hard.

'Ah!' Morgana clung tightly to Ling Zhu, tears streaming down her face, and said, 'It hurts...' Blood flowed from Morgana's vagina.

Ling Zhu kissed away the tears on Morgana's face and said, 'It's okay, it won't hurt in a while.' Ling Zhu slowly pushed in, feeling the tightness inside, and said, 'Nana, relax, it's too tight, it's going to break me, relax, be good.'" Morgana tried to relax her body, feeling the large rod almost filling her up.

Ling Zhu felt Morgana's passage becoming increasingly loose (no way, typing anything else would be blocked). With a forceful thrust, he penetrated her completely.

"Whoa! Nana's uterus is so tight too," Ling Zhu said, slowly pulling back.

As soon as Ling Zhu withdrew, Morgana felt an emptiness below. She hugged Ling Zhu's neck tightly again, saying, "Don't stop, keep going. Ling, I'm so empty, give it to me, I want it..." Ling Zhu snorted and said, "I told you you'd beg me, what, still being stubborn?" Morgana hugged Ling Zhu tightly, saying, "Husband, I want it! Please." Seeing Morgana pleading with him, Ling Zhu said, "Okay, wife!"

Without further ado, he thrust his penis in again.

"Mmm~ Ah!" "Yes, that's it, hurry up~ Husband... Husband is so amazing... so amazing~, Nana feels so... so... comfortable~ Faster~, ah~~" Morgana moaned with pleasure.

At Morgana's request, Ling Zhu increased his speed of attack, and the whole room was filled with the sounds of mating.

"Husband... Husband~, I, I'm almost there~, I've already... already... to heaven... to heaven~ so... so comfortable~~ ah!" Morgana climaxed again amidst the slapping sounds.

"Oh ah! Little one! I've come too, let me use my semen to moisten you, you little slut, ah! I'm shooting!" Ling Zhu roared.

Vaginal fluid mixed with semen flowed from Morgana's labia.

Ling Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, kissed the panting Morgana, and said: "Go to sleep quickly, go see my older brother tonight." "After Ling Zhu finished speaking, he lay down as well. Morgana slowly moved into Ling Zhu's arms, yearning for this warmth.

'Morgana, I only allow you to succumb this once,' Morgana threatened herself.

...

Actually, it wasn't just Morgana and Ling Zhu; Kyle and Ming also fought for 300 rounds.

Ming couldn't wait any longer for Ling Zhu, so he took Kyle and left. When they got home, Kyle kept looking at Ming with ambiguous eyes. Ming immediately understood, and without saying a word, he pushed Kyle down, intending to give Kyle a complete and satisfying experience. But Kyle actually took him five times! He exhausted Ming to the point of death. Finally, Kyle fell asleep contentedly on top of Ming."

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