The Mantis Boxing Chronicles to be Continued

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In Chunhua County, Binzhou, Xi'an Prefecture, Shaanxi Province, there lived a wealthy family. The head of the household, Wang Wencheng, disliked academics from a young age, preferring martial arts. He studied under Abbot Fazhen of Ganquan Temple, mastering Shaolin Kung Fu. Later, he married Zhao Xiuying, a woman of both beauty and martial arts skill. Together, they became a well-known figure in Shaanxi.

Wang Wencheng, being highly skilled in martial arts, naturally enjoyed making friends with other martial artists. He would visit any martial arts master he heard of.

Later, hearing of a master named Zhang Qi in Chang'an, he went to seek instruction. However, Zhang Qi, though highly skilled, was extremely arrogant. Wang Wencheng was defeated in a duel, and Zhang Qi even spoke of him with utter contempt. Filled with resentment, Wang Wencheng secluded himself at home for three years, creating his own Mantis Fist style. He then sought out Zhang Qi again and defeated him in a few moves.

Zhang Qi, originally a powerful figure in Chang'an City relying on his martial arts skills, harbored resentment after being defeated by Wang Lang. He initially plotted to harm Wang Lang, but remembering Wang Lang's exceptional Mantis Fist technique, he decided to first acquire Wang Lang's skills before killing him.

Therefore, Zhang Qi feigned brotherhood with Wang Lang, having his son Zhang Jieying become his adoptive father, showering him with attention. Wang Lang, being kind and honest, was deceived by Zhang Qi and treated him like a brother.

One day, while Wang Lang and Xiuying were practicing martial arts in the boxing room, a servant came to report that distinguished guests had arrived in Chang'an. Upon hearing this, Wang Lang knew it was Zhang Qi and quickly instructed Xiuying to tell the family to clean the house, prepare food and wine, and rush to the gate to greet them. Sure enough, it was Zhang Qi arriving with Jieying.

Zhang Jieying was very obedient. Upon seeing Wang Lang, he immediately knelt down and said, "Father, please accept my bow!" Wang Lang quickly helped Jieying up and praised him repeatedly, "It's been several months since I last saw you, and you've become even more handsome! Like father, like son. With your excellent upbringing, Jieying's future is limitless." Zhang Qi then said, "Father is better than my biological father, and I still need to rely on my brother's guidance." After saying this, he laughed heartily.

At this moment, Zhao Xiuying also entered the front hall. Wang Lang pointed to Zhang Qi and said to Xiuying, "This is Brother Zhang." He then said to Zhang Qi, "We are sworn brothers, as close as siblings, so I had my wife come out to pay her respects." Zhao Xiuying gracefully bowed to Zhang Qi and gave him a deep bow.

Zhang Qi and Zhang Jieying were both notorious bullies in Chang'an, known for their lecherous nature. Zhao Xiuying, from a prominent family, was well-preserved. Although over thirty, she was beautiful and, thanks to years of martial arts training, maintained a youthful physique, exuding a girlish charm combined with the mature allure of a married woman. Upon first meeting, the Zhang father and son were completely captivated. Zhao Xiuying immediately noticed this and thus developed a negative impression of the Zhang family.

Wang Lang, being an upright and straightforward man, didn't notice these details. He simply instructed his family to prepare a welcoming feast for the two.

After a few rounds, Zhang Qi stammered, "I have something to say." Wang Lang replied, "Whatever you wish to teach me, brother, I will gladly comply." Zhang Qi said happily, "I hope you will mentor my son, Jieying. Your Mantis Kung Fu is unparalleled in the martial arts world. I wish to keep Jieying in my household; would you be willing to teach him?" Wang Lang said, "Brother, you are too kind! Jieying is like my own son. If you are willing to keep him, how could I not teach him?" Hearing this, Zhang Qi was overjoyed. He had been planning to have Jieying thoroughly master Wang Lang's Mantis Kung Fu, and then find an opportunity to kill Wang Lang, so that he and his son could dominate the martial arts world. He secretly instructed Jieying repeatedly to strive to gain the trust of Wang Lang and Xiuying, and to diligently learn martial arts, before hastily returning to Chang'an… Entrusted by Zhang Qi, and seeing Jieying's intelligence, quick wit, and excellent martial arts skills, Wang Lang treated him like his own son, never leaving his side and teaching him martial arts.

Following his father's instructions, Zhang Jieying learned all the routines of the Mantis Fist, and secretly figured out Wang Lang's signature moves, creating his own countermeasures.

In just two years, he had almost mastered Wang Lang's moves, only continuing to work on improving his proficiency.

Zhao Xiuying, however, was somewhat wary of Jieying, and did not teach him her family's Plum Blossom Fist and White Cloud Sword, but only to her adopted daughter Qiuju.

Zhao Xiuying's adopted daughter Qiuju was originally the daughter of Wang Peng from Zhouxi Village, west of Chunhua City.

Wang Peng and his wife, Liu, were poor, running a tofu shop, working hard day and night to barely make ends meet. Several years ago, Wang Peng suddenly fell seriously ill. Unable to afford treatment, he tragically died, leaving behind the young Liu and the young Qiuju.

Liu, devastated by the lack of money for a coffin, wept bitterly. She could only afford to borrow two taels of silver from Liu Wenshan, a wealthy man in Liu Village, to bury her husband.

Liu Wenshan was a local tyrant in Chunhua County, around forty years old, greedy, lustful, and a heartless beast. He abused his power, committing all sorts of crimes, kidnapping men and women. He kept a martial arts instructor and dozens of thugs in his household, committing countless evil deeds. Several local officials knew of his numerous crimes, but fearing his power, they dared not offend him, and some even colluded with him.

Two years later, the money Liu had borrowed had ballooned to six taels with compounded interest. Liu and Qiuju were barely able to afford food, let alone repay the debt.

Liu Wenshan had heard that Liu was beautiful and clever. He harbored malicious intentions and sent thugs to abduct Liu and her daughter, claiming they owed him money and that they should be forced to work as maids to pay off the debt. He intended to force Liu to become his concubine

. Once inside the Liu family, Liu and her daughter were in a den of wolves and tigers. Liu initially resisted fiercely, enraging Liu Wenshan, who beat her severely and then raped her. He then left her with his thugs to be violated at will.

Although Liu was a weak woman, she was strong-willed. Later, taking advantage of a moment when no one was watching, she stabbed herself in the throat with scissors and committed

suicide. Qiuju, seeing her mother's death, wept bitterly.

Liu Wenshan, initially attracted by Qiuju's beauty, also wanted to keep her as a maid, raising her for ten or eight years until she was his possession. However, Qiuju missed her mother and cried constantly, causing Liu Wenshan to become extremely violent, beating her mercilessly until she was covered in bruises. The more Qiuju was beaten, the more she cried, until she was hoarse and barely breathing. Liu Wenshan, exhausted from the beating, ordered her to be locked in a dilapidated house in the backyard, intending to starve her to death.

This news spread among the villagers of Liu Village, and Wang Lang and Xiuying were furious upon hearing it. They finally went to rescue the poor girl from the jaws of death. They adopted her as their goddaughter, first treating her wounds with medicine, then focusing on restoring her strength. Within a few days, not only were her internal and external injuries healed, but her cheeks regained their rosy hue, her limbs became slender and well-proportioned, her skin became fuller, and her two beautiful eyes shone with intelligence and wit. Xiuying loved her more and more, cherishing her like a precious jewel, feeling that even her own children might not be able to defeat Qiuju. When Qiuju grew older, they began to teach her martial arts.

Qiuju had lived in poverty since childhood and suffered many hardships, often harboring a burning desire for revenge in her young heart. Naturally, she worked hard; she was exceptionally intelligent, nimble-handed, and learned quickly, improving day by day.

Seven years have passed in a flash. Qiuju has grown into a beautiful and slender young woman.

Her impoverished childhood and Liu Wenshan's bullying behavior instilled in her young heart a strong desire to fight against tyranny, hate evil, and eradicate injustice.

The loving care and guidance from Wang Lang and Xiuying, along with their instruction in literature and martial arts, fostered a gentle, polite, and upright character. These many excellent qualities converged in this girl, giving her martial arts skills that were not possessed by ordinary women.

Whenever she thought of Liu Wenshan, the murderer of her mother, she felt a deep-seated hatred and vowed to kill this villain with her own hands; she devoted all her energy to learning literature and martial arts.

Over the past seven years, she has mastered Xiuying's Plum Blossom Fist and Wang Lang's Mantis Fist, and also learned Xiuying's White Cloud Sword Technique.

…She is also well-versed in literature, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Even needlework and embroidery, which most girls spend their days doing in their chambers, she can handle with ease.

Yes, just as Qiuju's character and martial arts skills were developing, fate intervened. Zhang Qi from Chang'an arrived with his son, Jieying, to visit his adoptive father, leaving Jieying to exhaust Wang Lang's skills. This foreshadowed the storms and hardships that would afflict Qiuju, this peerless young woman who had not yet left her boudoir, on her path through life.

Zhang Jieying, under his father's orders, pretended to be well-behaved in the Wang family. His diligence, intelligence, and quick wit earned him Wang Lang's favor. Although he and Qiuju were not of the traditional gender, they were both adopted son and daughter of Wang Lang and his wife, making them sworn siblings. Wang Lang treated Jieying without reservation, allowing him free access to the inner quarters, which inevitably led to frequent encounters with Qiuju. Although Xiuying didn't have a good impression of Jieying, he had behaved properly in the family for two years, and she had neglected to teach Qiuju to be wary of him, ultimately giving Jieying an opportunity.

Qiuju treated Jieying with respect, considering them siblings. However, Zhang Jieying, though young, had already developed vices in Chang'an, frequenting brothels and even conspiring with his father to rape and abduct women. When he first saw Qiuju, with Wang Lang and Xiuying present, he had to maintain a proper demeanor, appearing as a gentle and respectful young man. But in his heart, he was scheming: "What a beautiful girl! My father is plotting against Wang Lang. If he succeeds, I'll figure out how to get Qiuju. Then all my years of hard training here won't have been in vain!" He often thought about it so much that he was completely infatuated.

Jieying naturally showed special care and protection for Qiuju. Qiuju had suffered great emotional trauma since childhood, and although she had the care of her adoptive parents, it was still somewhat lacking. Now, with Jieying, a handsome young man of similar age, taking such good care of her, she outwardly kept her distance, but her heart gradually fell for him.

Coincidentally, one night, Zhang Jieying practiced martial arts in the back garden. While wiping his sweat, he remembered that he had left his handkerchief in the boxing room during his training with Wang Lang that day, so he went to retrieve it.

Approaching the boxing room, he saw lights and heard the whistling sounds of martial arts practice.

"Who's practicing? Whether it's my godfather or godmother, I want to peek and see what secret techniques you have." Thinking this, he tiptoed to the window, licked a hole in the paper windowpane, and peered inside. He saw a figure moving up and down, left and right, within a ball of white light; the light sometimes floated in the air, sometimes skimmed the ground, and sounds emanated from the flickering white light.

Zhang Jieying was so shocked he stuck out his tongue, thinking, "No wonder someone is practicing here so late at night. They have such swordsmanship, why don't they teach it to me?" Suddenly, the ball of white light transformed into a silver snake, "whoosh," and rushed towards a crossbeam. With a crack, the crossbeam snapped in two. Then came a woman's silvery voice: "Mother's killer, I'll make you like this piece of wood." Zhang Jieying composed himself and recognized the woman as Qiu Ju, whom he had longed for.

He thought to himself, "I've been in the Wang family for two years and haven't seen this swordsmanship before. If I could learn it, wouldn't I have another unique skill?"

Thinking this, he slipped into the boxing room and said, "Sister, your swordsmanship is truly impressive! It's an eye-opener for your brother. I wonder what the name of this sword technique is?" Qiu Ju was startled when she saw someone enter, but upon seeing that it was Jie Ying, her face flushed slightly, and she replied, "It's the White Cloud Sword." Jie Ying said, "The sword truly lives up to its name! From the outside, it really does resemble a cloud of white clouds!" As Zhang Jie Ying spoke, his eyes were fixed on Qiu Ju. He saw that she was only wearing a thin, tight-fitting white silk training outfit, her entire body drenched in fragrant sweat, as if she had been pulled out of the water. The white silk clung to her body, revealing her fair skin, and her full breasts were fully exposed, even the pink nipples were faintly visible. Zhang Jie Ying stared blankly, his bones softening and his muscles going weak.

Seeing Zhang Jieying's infatuated expression, Qiuju couldn't help but lower her head following his lustful gaze. Upon seeing her own state, she was immediately shocked and ashamed, her face flushing crimson. Feeling utterly humiliated, she covered her chest with her arms and ran to the wall to retrieve her hanging clothes, whispering, "Get out! Get out!" Zhang Jieying knew that Qiuju was highly skilled in martial arts and had a strong personality; he couldn't afford to be disrespectful to her. He could only awkwardly retreat to the door. But his lustful desire wouldn't subside, and he couldn't bear to leave. He secretly peeked through the window.

Meanwhile, Qiuju, back in the boxing room, finally calmed down after putting on her clothes. She felt utterly humiliated by what had just happened! How could she have disgraced herself in front of a man? How could she ever face anyone again? Overwhelmed with shame, she covered her face and wept. The more she cried, the more heartbroken she became. Finally, she clenched her teeth and stopped crying.

Zhang Jieying peered through the window. Qiuju tied a rope to the beam, climbed onto a stool, and tried to squeeze her head through.

Jieying was shocked. It would be such a pity for this beauty to die like this. He hurriedly burst through the door, jumped into the room, and cried out, "Ju-mei, you mustn't do this! You mustn't do this!" Qiuju never expected Jieying to barge in again. She glared at him angrily and said coldly, "What are you doing here? It's none of your business, get out!" Zhang Jieying then stepped forward, feigning a pitiful look, and said, "Ju-mei, please don't! I only wanted to watch you practice your sword, I had no other intentions. If you take your own life because of this, my sin will be unforgivable!" Qiuju's expression became even more... Yan Zhuang rebuked, "Nonsense! My own death is none of your business. Get out!" Seeing that he hadn't persuaded Qiu Ju, Zhang Jieying grew even more anxious. He knelt on the ground with a thud, looked up, and said, "Ju-mei, you don't cherish your own life. Don't you think about the blood feud against your birth mother? How will you avenge her? How will you repay the kindness of your adoptive parents?" Upon hearing "blood feud" and "kindness of upbringing," Qiu Ju's heart trembled. She fell off the stool, staggered a couple of steps, and then stood there again. The solemn, cold expression she had just displayed gradually faded. Qiu

Ju pondered for a moment, then said bitterly, "I live to avenge my mother and repay the kindness of my adoptive parents. But after what happened tonight, how can I face this world!"

Zhang Jieying's eyes darted around, and a plan formed in his mind. He crawled forward on his knees and said, "I have something to say, I wonder if Ju-mei would be willing to listen?" Qiu-ju said, "Speak!" Zhang Jieying then feigned sincerity, caution, and shame, and stammered, "Ju-mei is right. Now that things have come to this, we must have a foolproof plan. I, Jieying, have been taken in by my adoptive parents, who have taught me their skills. Ju-mei and I are like siblings, both receiving their loving care. If Ju-mei doesn't mind, I dare to propose..." He glanced at Qiu-ju's face and continued, "I dare to propose... that we should be together in life and death, serving our parents and avenging our mother together. This would be a win-win situation. Otherwise, if you take your own life tonight, I will be tormented by my conscience and commit suicide tomorrow to atone for my sins." Although Qiu-ju was an extraordinary woman, she was still a girl with a naive heart. Moreover, she already had feelings for Zhang Jieying, and these words touched her heart.

Jieying glanced at Qiuju's face again, then continued, "I was wrong to peek at her sword practice, but if it turns out well, not only can Qiuju preserve her reputation, but we can also work together in the future, like my adoptive father and mother, progressing hand in hand, making a name for ourselves in the martial arts world, with limitless potential." Qiuju thought to herself, her adoptive father often praised Jieying for his intelligence, diligence, and superb martial arts skills, and today he spoke so earnestly. She was a girl, destined to marry sooner or later; her heart churned, but she remained standing there, unmoved.

Zhang Jieying continued, "Ju-mei wants to have...?a href=http://www.687bo.com target=_blank class=infotextkey>sexual room, I want to change my fate, I want to cover the table and live there! My bones are like food and money, I want to find a place to live ... Upon seeing this
, Jieying was overjoyed, knowing he had the flower in his grasp. He stood up, opened his arms, and went to embrace her.

Qiuju's expression suddenly changed. She turned and dodged, causing him to miss his target. She scolded, "I am still a woman, you cannot be improper! If you are truly sincere, first swear an oath, then we can marry you properly." Zhang Jieying immediately knelt down and swore, "Heaven above, today I pledge my life to Sister Ju. Even if mountains crumble and seas dry up, my love will not change. If I betray my heart, may I be struck by lightning and pierced by ten thousand arrows." Qiuju also knelt down in shame. She whispered, "Gods and spirits, Qiuju swears an oath to Jie-ge, that if she breaks this vow, may she be destroyed by heaven." From that day on, Jie-ying grew closer to Qiuju. Although she had made a vow, Qiuju, with her strong personality, insisted that Jie-ying marry her properly. Seeing this beautiful flower so close yet out of reach, Jie-ying was frantic and tried every means to get Qiuju first. Although Qiuju was clever and quick-witted, she was still young and inexperienced, knowing little about matters of the heart. Jie-ying, though young, was a veteran of the pleasure quarters, using all sorts of methods to win a woman's heart on Qiuju. Qiuju's love for Jie-ying deepened, and her defenses weakened until it became uncontrollable.

That night, the two secretly went to the boxing gym to practice martial arts. After practicing [the entire text], they were both covered in sweat. Since that incident at the boxing gym, Qiuju has always worn thick clothes when practicing martial arts with Jieying. Now, after practicing the entire piece, she is covered in sweat, and her underwear is soaked through and sticks to her body, which is very uncomfortable.

The two sat down side by side to rest. Qiu Ju's cheeks were flushed from the heat, and she kept fanning herself with a handkerchief, saying, "It's so hot, so hot." Zhang Jieying, seeing Qiu Ju, whom he had longed for day and night, sitting sweetly beside him, her youthful scent wafting from the vigorous exercise and wafting into his nose with the fan, could no longer resist. He reached out and embraced Qiu Ju. Caught off guard, Qiu Ju was pulled into Jieying's arms. She had already given her heart to Jieying, and the heat in her body aroused her desire. Being embraced by her beloved made her weak all over. She only managed a few light resistances before Jieying slipped his hand inside her workout

clothes and began to caress her breasts. Qiu Ju let out a soft "Eh," shyly burying her head in Jieying's chest. Once this began, neither of them could control themselves. Jieying, panting heavily, kissed Qiu Ju's face, his hands beginning to undress her. Her white outer garment was removed, followed by her sweat-soaked undergarment, revealing the girl's exquisite upper body. Qiu Ju lay on the ground, her face flushed, eyes tightly closed, her heart pounding like a deer's.

Jie Ying was a seasoned womanizer, but seeing Qiu Ju's fair and delicate body, he was captivated. He swallowed hard, placing his hands on her white breasts. Jie Ying knew how to arouse a young girl's desire; his hands kneaded Qiu Ju's breasts lightly or firmly, occasionally lowering his head to suckle her pink, adorable nipples. Qiu Ju was an innocent girl, inexperienced in such things. After a few caresses, she began to pant softly, her breasts swelled, and her nipples hardened.

Jie Ying secretly rejoiced, reaching to untie Qiu Ju's belt. Qiu Ju was powerless to stop him; she simply covered her face with her hands in embarrassment, her heart pounding. She only hoped Jie Ying would turn off the light, but too ashamed to speak, she could only let out soft moans. Knowing that tonight's plan would succeed, Jieying was overjoyed. He pulled down Qiuju's trousers and tight shorts, exposing the girl's private parts completely to him. A pink slit appeared beneath thick, dark pubic hair.

"She's definitely an inexperienced girl, so damn tender," Jieying thought smugly, reaching out to stroke the smooth pubic hair. Then, he gently parted the tightly closed slit and slowly inserted his middle finger. The warm, moist opening tightly enveloped Jieying's middle finger. "

This little girl's hole is so tight, it'll feel amazing to go in," Jieying thought, but he suppressed the urge to insert immediately. He knew that Qiuju's vagina was still very dry, and if he hurt her now, she might react badly, and he would be in deep trouble. He patiently continued to gently stir his finger inside Qiuju's opening, slowly moving it in and out. Jieying was careful not to touch the hymen, only repeatedly rubbing the tender vagina.

This was the first time Qiu Ju's private parts had been played with like this in her entire life, and she couldn't bear it. Soon, her vagina became wet. Seeing that the time was right, Jie Ying pulled down his pants, revealing his already erect penis. He pressed himself against Qiu Ju, spreading her two long, white legs, and placed his penis against the entrance of her secret place.

Qiu Ju, inexperienced in matters of love and sex, looked at Jie Ying shyly and said, "Brother Jie, I'm scared." Jie Ying said, "Don't worry, Sister Ju, I'll be gentle, I won't hurt you." Actually, Jie Ying both loved and feared this beautiful and skilled stepsister, and dared not be impulsive. He pressed his penis against the narrow opening and slowly inserted it. Just a little in, it was tightly enveloped by Qiu Ju's narrow vagina, requiring considerable effort with each step. The warm, moist vagina tightly gripped Jie Ying's glans, and he almost ejaculated.

Jieying breathed a sigh of relief and cursed inwardly, "I've been pretending to be well-behaved in the Wang family for two years and haven't touched a woman. Now I almost ejaculated prematurely. How embarrassing for the beauty!" He paused, calmed himself, and continued to advance deeper into the flesh cave.

Qiu Ju's eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks flushed, and she bit her lip. When Jie Ying's hot penis entered her, the pain was excruciating. Jie Ying pushed deeper into her vagina, encountering resistance—he
knew it was her hymen. He stopped, took a deep breath, and then thrust his hips forward, his hard penis breaking through Qiu Ju's hymen. The sudden, sharp pain made Qiu Ju scream. Luckily, the training room was in a secluded spot in the back garden, and no one was around at night.

But even if someone were there, Jie Ying and Qiu Ju wouldn't care. Jie Ying broke through Qiu Ju's hymen and began thrusting forcefully into her tender vagina, each thrust penetrating to the hilt. Qiu Ju, having just lost her virginity, was flustered and overwhelmed by Jie Ying's frenzied thrusting. Her mind went blank, and she couldn't care less about who was around. As Jie Ying's thrusts continued, Qiu Ju's pain gradually lessened, and her pleasure intensified. She couldn't help but reach out and embrace Jie Ying, her long legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

After more than a hundred thrusts, Jie Ying finally ejaculated, releasing his hot semen into Qiu Ju's body. Qiu Ju also reached orgasm, her body trembling as she released her precious vaginal fluids.

After that night at the boxing room, Jie Ying behaved properly in front of his adoptive parents, but when no one else was around, he frequently harassed Qiu Ju. That night, Qiuju impulsively gave in to Jieying, and later regretted it. She rejected him several times, but Jieying, anxious and afraid to force himself on her, shamelessly continued to confess his feelings. Qiuju couldn't bear to make her beloved anxious, and besides, a young girl experiencing love for the first time was also eager to try it herself. Later, in the training room, Jieying persistently pursued her, and she reluctantly gave in to him.

She thought that after this, she would never agree to Jieying again, but little did she know that she could no longer refuse him. The two would meet almost every night in the training room or the back garden, and after practicing, they would have sex. Qiuju naturally regarded Jieying as her life's support, and she was completely obedient to him. In

the past, no matter how good the woman at home was, Jieying would get tired of her after a month. Now, because he had been pretending to be well-behaved in the Wang family for many years, he had nowhere to vent his frustrations. In addition, Qiuju was also beautiful and had a graceful figure, which he never tired of. He was also enjoying himself immensely. Every night, Jieying and Qiuju were entangled in passionate lovemaking. Later, Qiuju, fearing being seen in the training room and finding the front courtyard too noisy, suggested meeting in her private room at night. Jieying readily agreed, sneaking into Qiuju's room every night to indulge in their debauchery, sometimes even staying overnight, making love all night long.

Both were highly skilled in martial arts and in excellent physical condition, and over time, their bodies showed no signs of deterioration, which was imperceptible to others.

Jieying was naturally the most pleased with himself. Seeing Qiuju, who possessed unparalleled martial arts skills and was usually reserved and proud, become as docile as a lamb in bed, he thought that one day he would kill Wang Lang, take Qiuju back to Chang'an, marry her, and then the couple would be unparalleled in martial arts, dominating the martial world—how wonderful! But then he thought of the great kindness Wang Lang and his wife had shown Qiuju, and wondered if she would agree to his plan, so he decided to test her.

Late that night, after another fierce lovemaking session in Qiuju's boudoir, Jieying stroked Qiuju's long hair and said, "Ju-mei, we're not strangers, could you pass on the White Cloud Sword to me?" Qiuju shook her head and said, "When my adoptive mother taught me this sword, she warned me to rely on it for protection and revenge, and not to pass it on to anyone else." Jieying probed, "We're already engaged, can't you pass it on?" Qiuju readily replied, "I must first get my adoptive mother's permission before I can pass it on." Jieying grinned lewdly and said, "Don't you think you're..." "Am I not as good as my adoptive mother?" Qiu Ju's cheeks flushed instantly, and she retorted angrily, "My adoptive mother saved me and raised me; she's like my own mother. Of course, I'd love her more!" Jie Ying then asked, "If my adoptive mother and I were both in a life-or-death situation, who would you save first?" Qiu Ju readily replied, "Of course, I'd save my adoptive mother first, then you." Jie Ying was startled again, and then deliberately said affectionately, "Good Qiu Ju, you're joking with me. How could you not save your husband first?" Upon hearing this, Qiu Ju's bright eyes flashed with cold light as she glared at Jie Ying and said, " "What a joke! Gratitude and filial piety towards one's adoptive mother and father are a matter of course!" Jieying felt extremely angry at this moment and continued, "If your adoptive mother and I were to fight to the death, whose side would you take?" Qiuju listened and firmly said, "How could you say such a thing! Your adoptive mother is so kind and righteous, why would she kill you for no reason? You and they are adoptive father and son, teacher and student, how could you think of fighting with them? Wouldn't that make you an unfilial, unrighteous, and ungrateful person? If that's the case, even if I wanted to spare you, I'm afraid..." "The White Cloud Sword is about to be merciless!" Jieying was startled and gasped. He quickly smiled and said, "What a chivalrous Ju-mei! I was just joking with you. Don't mention it again." Jieying knew that Qiuju would never go with him. He thought that killing Wang Lang would surely make Qiuju his enemy. She was highly skilled in martial arts and a major threat. He wanted to get rid of her beforehand, but he couldn't bear to do so. He couldn't think of a perfect solution, so he decided to take it one step at a time. He continued to use sweet words to seduce Qiuju and still went to her room every night for pleasure.

Meanwhile, Zhang Qi, after Jieying was adopted by Wang Lang and returned to Chang'an, began to plot his evil scheme.

He hadn't been to Chunhua for two years, only sending people to deliver generous gifts to Wang Lang and his wife on festivals and birthdays. He had finally endured more than two years and estimated that Jieying had mastered the Mantis Fist technique. The time was right, so he went to Chunhua himself to make the arrangements.

He was afraid of being seen, so he traveled by night and rested by day, arriving after several days. Under cover of night, he leaped into the Prince's mansion and lay in wait on the roof, peering out. He saw a dark figure sneak into a bedroom in the back garden. He recognized it as Jieying. After lying in wait on the roof for a while to make sure no one was around, he jumped into the courtyard and went to the bedroom window. He initially thought it was his son's bedroom, but upon closer listening, he heard a woman's soft moans and a man's heavy breathing coming from inside. Zhang Qi was stunned. He thought to himself, "How could my son be in Wang Lang's house? His nature is hard to change; he's been fooling around with women. Wang Lang is a man who hates evil. If Jieying is discovered to be doing this

, wouldn't that ruin everything?" He cursed Jieying inwardly for being so foolish. Then he wondered who this woman was. Was she having an affair with Wang Lang's wife, Zhao Xiuying? Thinking of Xiuying's beautiful face and graceful figure, he felt an erection.

After listening for a while, the room quieted down. Knowing that the two had finished their business, Zhang Qi gently knocked on the window a few times. Inside, Jieying and Qiuju were embracing and panting in bed. They were startled by the sound. Qiuju thought her adoptive father had discovered her affair and was immediately flustered. Jieying, however, recognized the signal he had agreed upon with his father and immediately said, "Ju-mei, it must be a stray cat making that noise. I'll go check." He then dressed and got out of bed.

Jieying opened the door and asked, "Father, why are you here so late at night?" Zhang Qi whispered, "How can you accomplish great things if you're not discreet?" He then asked how Jieying was doing with his Mantis Boxing.

Zhang Jieying proudly reported back.

Zhang Qi was overjoyed and smiled, saying, "My son, you're so clever." The two then made another plan and agreed to act on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhang Jieying thought for a moment, then said, "Father, Zhao Xiuying's White Cloud Sword is also exceptional, but it's a pity she won't pass it on to me." Zhang Qi glared and grinned wickedly, saying, "Then let's get rid of Wang Lang first, and leave this woman for now. We'll slowly work out her White Cloud Sword technique. Once we've learned it, that beautiful woman will be nothing but meat in our hands." Jieying and Zhang Qi smiled obsequiously for a while, then said softly and slowly, "I have something to report..." He then recounted how he had secretly watched Qiu Ju practice her sword, made a solemn vow, and pledged his lifelong commitment.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qi remembered seeing Qiu Ju two years ago. At that time, she was only sixteen, already a stunningly beautiful young woman. Two years had passed, and he imagined she must have grown into a radiant beauty by now; otherwise, his son wouldn't have taken such a risk for her. Zhang Qi was also a lecherous man, and the thought of this stunning beauty lying naked in the room immediately aroused him.

Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, then asked, "This woman is the adopted daughter of Wang Lang and his wife. Does she agree to your plan? Will there be any obstacles?" Jieying whispered, "I've sounded out her, and it seems she won't be on our side. I'll try to persuade her again." Zhang Qi said sternly, "My son, I've entrusted you with a great task. Yet you're prioritizing personal feelings. If things go wrong, neither of us will be spared!" Seeing his father's anger, Jieying knelt down in fear and said, "I would never dare disobey my father's orders for a woman." Zhang Qi said, "Great things are not bound by trifles. I'm just trying to get you to make up your mind." Zhang Qi gestured towards the house, opened the door, and went inside.

Jieying was startled and hurriedly said, "Father, please don't kill her." Zhang Qi chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I wouldn't bear to kill such a beauty. Besides, killing her wouldn't affect the overall situation; it would only alert the enemy. I just want you to make up your mind to let go of your personal feelings. Remember, once we achieve our goal and dominate the martial arts world, you can have any beauty you want. Why hold onto this one?" Jieying was still pondering when Zhang Qi continued, "After we kill Wang Lang, this woman will surely come looking for revenge on my father and me. We'll have to get rid of her sooner or later. This little beauty..." "We can't let this go to waste. I, as your father, will enjoy it first." Jieying exclaimed in surprise, "That Qiuju is highly skilled in martial arts. Even if my father and I joined forces, we might not be able to capture her. Father, you're courting death." Zhang Qi laughed and said, "It's pitch black today, and we can't see clearly. That girl won't think there's anyone else. She'll definitely mistake me for you. Once I've done what I wanted, I'll turn around and leave without anyone noticing." Jieying knew he couldn't persuade his father. In fact, he and his father often abducted women at home, and sometimes they would rape them together. It was all commonplace.

Jieying truly loved Qiuju and couldn't bear to part with her, but he remembered Zhang Qi's words. He knew he would have to kill Qiuju eventually, and he couldn't let a woman ruin everything. Finally, he hardened his heart.

The two entered the outer room. Jieying stopped and said to the inner room, "Ju-mei, there's no one here. I'm back." Qiu-ju responded from the bed, "Brother Jie, you scared me to death!" Jieying said [the rest of the text], standing still in the outer room. Zhang Qi, however, lifted the curtain and entered Qiu-ju's boudoir. As soon as he entered, Zhang Qi smelled a faint fragrance. By the dim moonlight filtering through the window, he looked at the embroidered bed. A woman lay on the bed covered with an embroidered quilt, her long hair spread out on the pillow, her fair shoulders exposed. Zhang Qi cursed inwardly, "That Jieying is really good at enjoying life, getting to play with this beauty every night. Now it's my turn." Thinking this, Zhang Qi walked towards the bed.

Qiu Ju, who had been trembling with fear, calmed down after hearing Jie Ying's words outside. When the door opened and a person entered in the darkness, Qiu Ju glanced at him, assuming it was him from the conversation she had overheard. Given the similar builds of Zhang Qi and his son, she easily missed the obvious clues. The person reached the bedside. Qiu Ju, already with her eyes closed, said, "Brother Jie, go to sleep early. We have to practice tomorrow." Unexpectedly, the person didn't answer, but instead pulled back the embroidered quilt, grabbing Qiu Ju's breasts and kneading them roughly. Caught off guard, Qiu Ju felt a sharp pain and softly complained, "Brother Jie, be gentle!" Hearing her delicate voice, the person kneaded even harder, causing Qiu Ju to groan in pain. Qiu Ju had never seen Jie Ying treat her so roughly. Just as she was about to reprimand him, the person suddenly pressed down on her, kissing her face passionately until she could barely breathe. Qiu Ju sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. Just as she hesitated, the man's mouth continued its downward journey, kissing and biting her from her face to her neck, to her breasts, to her lower abdomen, finally stopping at the private area between Qiuju's legs.

Qiuju was surprised to find him licking her pubic hair. Jieying had always been respectful to her in bed and had never done anything she considered vulgar. This was the first time he had touched her genitals with his mouth. Qiuju felt both strange and somewhat aroused, but she could never have imagined that the man on top of her wasn't her lover.

Just as Qiuju was thinking, she suddenly felt a soft, wet object enter her lower body and begin to stir. She gasped, realizing it was Jieying sticking his tongue into her private parts. Qiuju was about to cry out to stop him when she felt the tongue stirring inside her flesh, a tingling, pleasurable sensation spreading throughout her body, causing her to moan involuntarily. Seeing Qiuju begin to moan softly, Zhang Qi knew he had pleased the young lady. He thought to himself that all women were the same; this girl, nominally the adopted daughter of a martial arts master, was extremely wanton at heart.

Thinking this, Zhang Qi simply spread Qiuju's legs wide apart, knelt between them, and vigorously licked her flesh. Qiuju still thought it was Jieying, so she didn't stop him.

Zhang Qi deliberately made "plop" "plop" sounds while sucking, which made Qiuju blush with embarrassment.

With Zhang Qi's exceptional licking skills, waves of pleasure washed over Qiu Ju, eventually bringing her to orgasm. Her body trembled, instinctively raising her buttocks and pressing her private parts forcefully against Zhang Qi's mouth, releasing a torrent of vaginal fluid. Zhang Qi greedily drank it all.

Still immersed in the afterglow, Qiu Ju was ecstatic when Zhang Qi, now naked, spread her legs wide, his thick penis pressing against her entrance.

Qiu Ju sensed it, knowing she was about to have intercourse with her "lover" again. She lightly slapped Zhang Qi, playfully scolding, "Brother Jie, why did you do that? It's so embarrassing!" Zhang Qi snorted, and before Qiu Ju could reply, he thrust his hips forward, deeply penetrating her tender flesh.

Qiu Ju had just climaxed, her vagina still very wet, but the sudden penetration still caused her to cry out in pain. Actually, Jie Ying usually both feared and loved Qiu Ju, and was very careful during intercourse. Zhang Qi, however, showed no mercy, only indulging in the pleasure of defiling this highly skilled young girl. He grabbed Qiu Ju's plump buttocks and vigorously performed high-rhythm piston-like movements inside her. Qiu Ju, experiencing such rough intercourse for the first time, was momentarily at a loss, yet also felt a strange excitement. Her body swayed rapidly up and down with Zhang Qi's movements, and she couldn't help but moan. After

a while, Qiu Ju couldn't hold back any longer and moaned, "Brother Jie, can you be gentler?" She then reached down to their point of contact and gently grasped Zhang Qi's penis, stopping his movements. Zhang Qi felt a slender hand gently holding his manhood, and he almost ejaculated from the intense pleasure. He wanted to enjoy this beauty a little longer, so he slowed down, took a moment to catch his breath, and began to relax the rhythm of his thrusts.

Qiu Ju's face was now flushed with embarrassment. Actually, she was always reserved and had never touched Jie Ying's penis with her hands, or even looked at it closely. It was only because she couldn't bear Zhang Qi's penetration today that she involuntarily reached out and grasped Zhang Qi's penis.

Qiu Ju now had her heart set on Jie Ying, and thinking that she had grasped Jie Ying's penis, although she was shy, she still held it for a while longer. Out of curiosity, she touched around a few times, and when she touched his scrotum, she laughed and said, "Brother Jie, yours looks really strange, you even have a scrotum." She gently squeezed Zhang Qi's scrotum a few times before shyly letting go. But these few squeezes almost made Zhang Qi

ejaculate again. He held back for a moment, thinking that this little slut was really horny. Feeling that he couldn't hold on for much longer, he lay on top of Qiu Ju, hugged her tightly, and thrust into her again and again, his thick, long penis penetrating to the hilt with each stroke. Each thrust caused Qiuju to moan loudly.

Lost in passion, Qiuju wrapped her arms around Zhang Qi's neck, her soft legs entwining around him.

Feeling Zhang Qi's lips approaching hers, Qiuju returned the kiss. Their lips met, and Qiuju felt his tongue enter her mouth, reciprocating by extending her own.

They kissed passionately, sucking each other's saliva. The saliva from Jieying's mouth had a slightly unpleasant odor, different from his usual smell, but in the heat of passion, Qiuju didn't care. She never imagined someone would impersonate her lover in the darkness, and she never imagined her beloved would betray her, leading to this terrible mistake.

Zhang Qi finally felt he couldn't hold on any longer; he increased the speed of his thrusts. The relentless pleasure overwhelmed Qiuju, leaving her no time to stop him, only moaning loudly with each movement. Hearing this from the outer room, Jieying was secretly alarmed. He thought that if anyone nearby heard Jumei's moans, they would surely hear. Luckily, it was late at night and no one was around, otherwise it would have been troublesome. Listening to Qiuju's moans, Jieying also became aroused.

The two on the bed inside also felt the noise getting louder, but at the crucial moment, they couldn't care less about anything else. Finally, Zhang Qi felt a tingling sensation in his waist. He roared and thrust deeply into Qiuju's flesh, ejaculating his hot semen into her uterus. Qiuju's body trembled, and she reached her climax.

Zhang Qi collapsed weakly onto Qiuju, and the two embraced, panting for a while. Zhang Qi wanted to leave before Qiuju noticed, but this beauty was too alluring. He couldn't bear to leave, his face buried between Qiuju's breasts, greedily entwining them. Qiuju gradually calmed down from the pleasure and regained her senses. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her. Jieying was a young man, and the skin on his back that she had touched before was smooth and somewhat elastic. But the Jieying she was holding now, the skin on his back, was surprisingly rough. Qiuju flinched, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.

This realization suddenly reminded her of when they had kissed earlier; the other person seemed to have some facial hair. She hadn't noticed in the heat of the moment, but Jieying was clean-shaven. If this person had facial hair, then it wasn't Jieying.

At that moment, the man was pressing his face against her breasts. Qiuju trembled as she reached out to touch his chin, and sure enough, she felt a beard. She realized that the person she had just shared a passionate encounter with wasn't her lover, Jieying. Qiuju felt as if she had been struck by lightning. In shame and anger, Qiuju slapped the man's shoulder, knocking him off the bed. Fortunately, Zhang Qi was skilled in martial arts, and Qiuju was weak from her recent orgasm. The blow didn't kill Zhang Qi, but it still caused him excruciating pain.

Qiuju grabbed a quilt haphazardly and draped it over herself. She jumped out of bed and lit a candle, thinking it was an intruder who would become a lecherous thief. She was ready to kill him as soon as the light came on, but when the light shone, she recognized him as Jieying's father, Zhang Qi. Qiuju was so frightened that she stood frozen in place, speechless. Seeing the situation was dire, Jieying rushed into the inner room, knelt before Qiuju, and cried, "Ju-mei, I'm so sorry! It's all my fault! Please spare my father!" Qiuju stared at Jieying for a long time before saying hatefully, "Why are you doing this to me?" Jieying cried, "My father came from Chang'an to see me. Because it was late, I didn't want to disturb my godfather, so he searched for me all the way here. I originally wanted my father to come in while I went out to get some things, but he had drunk a bit too much tonight and, in a moment of lust, saw the heavenly beauty, Ju-mei, and finally couldn't resist doing this." In fact, Jieying's hastily fabricated lie was full of holes, but Qiuju, though intelligent, was not very cunning and was in love with Jieying, so she actually believed him. She

also thought that Zhang Qi deserved to die for what he had done to her, but he was the father of her beloved; how could she bring herself to do it? Qiuju's heart was in turmoil, her face flushing red and then turning pale.

Jieying watched Qiuju nervously. He knew his sworn sister was highly skilled in martial arts; if she turned against him, he and his son would perish here. Looking at Qiuju's face, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Suddenly, Qiuju turned and drew her sword from the roof, intending to commit suicide. Jieying was shocked, thinking that it would be a pity for this beauty to die, and more importantly, her death would surely arouse suspicion from Wang Lang and his wife, hindering their great cause.

Jieying quickly intervened, snatching the sword from Qiuju's hand.

Jieying cried, "Sister Ju, don't do this! Today's mistakes are my fault. I will die before you now!" He

then prepared to commit suicide. Qiuju, who had been utterly despondent and only wanted to die, couldn't bear to see Jieying about to kill himself. She reached out and took the sword from him.

Jieying's tactic was designed to gain Qiuju's sympathy. Seeing it work, he relaxed, continuing his act while kneeling before her, weeping, "Ju-mei, don't worry. I swear an oath of eternal love with you. Even though this has happened, my father isn't an outsider. I, Zhang Jieying, don't care. My love for you will never change." These words were shameless, but Qiuju, deeply in love with Jieying, believed them without question.

Jieying, kneeling, continued his sweet talk, finally moving Qiuju to tears. She dropped her sword, her legs gave way, and she collapsed into Jieying's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. Jieying, pleased with his success, smiled broadly.

Qiuju, caught off guard, didn't notice the blanket draped over her had slipped to the floor, revealing her fair and full body.

Zhang Qi, having just been knocked to the ground by a palm strike, finally believed that this frail girl was indeed highly skilled in martial arts and would likely have killed him instantly. However, seeing his son persuade Qiu Ju with just a few words, he breathed a sigh of relief. He intended to quietly slip out of the room, but under the lamplight, he saw Qiu Ju's stunning beauty, her fair body, and her long, disheveled hair draped over her shoulders, adding to her allure. He remembered that although he had played with Qiu Ju earlier, he hadn't seen clearly in the darkness. Now, under the lamplight, the beautiful woman was naked before him, her allure fully revealed. He couldn't help but feel a stirring in his lower body. Driven by lust, Zhang Qi abandoned all ambition and decided to risk his life to kiss her again.

He leaned closer, placing his hand on Qiu Ju's fair shoulder, and said softly, "Daughter-in-law, I was wrong today. Don't worry, the Zhang family will not mistreat you in the future." Qiu Ju truly disliked Zhang Qi, but because of Jie Ying, she couldn't retaliate. She merely trembled and shook off Zhang Qi's hand. Zhang Qi said awkwardly, "It's getting late, let's go to bed and rest." Qiu Ju didn't understand Zhang Qi's meaning, but Jie Ying did. He was secretly alarmed, thinking that this incident had just passed, and now his father was causing trouble again. If he angered Qiu Ju again, he really didn't want to die. But he couldn't stop him, so he could only wait and see.

Jie Ying helped Qiu Ju up and slowly walked to the bedside. He sat on the edge of the bed, and Qiu Ju turned her head and saw Zhang Qi standing naked in front of her. His ugly penis was already erect in front of her, and a stench wafted over.

Qiu Ju quickly looked away, then suddenly remembered that she was also naked. She felt both ashamed and anxious, and covered her chest with her hands, saying sternly, "Father-in-law, please have some self-respect." Zhang Qi naturally knew that if Qiu Ju turned against him, she could kill him with a single move. He hesitated for a moment, but seeing the shy Qiu Ju and her half-covered breasts, Zhang Qi was overcome with lust and disregarded his own life.

Zhang Qi, all smiles, said, "Daughter-in-law, we've already been intimate, why bother with outsiders?" He then asked, "Was it very comfortable?" Hearing this shameless teasing, Qiu Ju was furious, but recalling the scene of her passionate struggle with Zhang Qi in bed, she blushed. She lowered her head. A glimpse of Zhang Qi's erect penis caught her eye, and she knew what he wanted to do. A wave of panic washed over her; she wanted to kill him several times, but couldn't bring herself to do it.

Jie Ying quickly stepped forward to comfort her, saying that since Qiu Ju was now a member of the Zhang family, she should be filial to her father-in-law, and offering herself to him was acceptable. He then said some things that even he found disgusting. Qiu Ju was now in a state of utter confusion, but she felt that since she had decided to marry Jie Ying, she should listen to him.

Qiu Ju, naive about social etiquette, felt that while it was shameful for a daughter-in-law to share a bed with her father-in-law, her beloved Jie Ying wouldn't care if outsiders didn't know. She was willing

to endure such humiliation to serve her father-in-law. Looking at Jie Ying's handsome and sincere face, her heart finally stirred. Qiu Ju hadn't realized that the Zhang father and son only saw her as a plaything, even planning to kill her adoptive father before killing her. They didn't treat her as their daughter-in-law; they only wanted to vent their lust on her.

She only agreed in her heart, unable to say it aloud, her face burning red, her head lowering further and further.

Seeing this, the Zhang father and son understood they had persuaded the young beauty and were overjoyed, pressing closer to

her. Qiu Ju hadn't expected to serve both of them simultaneously. She glanced up at them, the image of the three of them having sex in her bed flashing through her mind. Her face flushed even more, her head lowered even further, yet a strange, exciting feeling stirred within her.

Qiuju whispered to Jieying, "Brother Jie, I promise you today that I will be filial to my father-in-law. I hope you will never betray me." Her voice was so soft that she could barely hear herself.

Zhang Qi was overjoyed. He thought to himself, "This girl is so naive. After doing something like this, she still wants to become my daughter-in-law. Anyway, I'll find a way to kill this girl after I kill Wang Lang. Now that she's so beautiful, I should enjoy myself while I can." Zhang Qi leaned forward, put his arm around Qiuju's shoulder, and whispered comforting words in her ear, occasionally nibbling at her hot earlobe.

Qiu Ju was in a state of utter confusion, offering no resistance but letting Zhang Qi hold her tightly. The two pressed close together, and Zhang Qi reached out to grasp Qiu Ju's firm breasts, kneading them. In matters of women, Zhang Qi was far more skilled than his son; the pressure of his kneading was just right, and in a few moments, Qiu Ju's body went limp. Qiu Ju, who had initially been somewhat reluctant, now completely gave in. She leaned limply against Zhang Qi's chest, her snow-white, full breasts being kneaded and shaped in his hands, causing Qiu Ju to gasp heavily.

Jie Ying wasn't idle either. He stripped off his clothes, pulled Qiu Ju's legs, which had been hanging limply by the bedside, onto the bed, making her kneel. He embraced her from behind, inserting his penis into her already overflowing vagina, and began to penetrate her. Waves of pleasure made Qiu Ju dizzy. She rested her pretty face against Zhang Qi's chest, closed her eyes, and let out a beautiful moan.

Looking at Qiu Ju's beautiful red lips, Zhang Qi felt a surge of desire. He thought, since things had come to this point, why not take advantage of this beauty's lips? This strong-willed, chivalrous woman, if her lips were penetrated, would eventually submit to his penis, allowing him to rape her at will. Although this was dangerous, angering Qiu Ju and her father could cost him his life, Zhang Qi couldn't resist and decided to risk his life.

Zhang Qi stood on the bed, his penis slowly approaching Qiu Ju's face. Qiu Ju had her eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure brought by Jie Ying's thrusts, completely unaware of Zhang Qi's approach. Jie Ying, however, saw clearly and knew what his father was about to do. He was shocked; he had always been afraid of Qiu Ju and had never dared to do anything beyond normal sexual intercourse, such as oral sex or anal sex. He also knew Qiu Ju's fiery nature and was afraid his father would anger her, but he couldn't stop him now.

He and his father often raped women together, and they had a tacit understanding. Seeing this, Jieying immediately increased the speed of his thrusts, rapidly pounding against the clitoris of her vagina.

The sudden, rapid impact increased Qiuju's pleasure. Qiuju closed her eyes tightly, lost in ecstasy, her small mouth slightly open, emitting alluring moans.

Zhang Qi, looking at Qiuju's cherry-like breasts, her pearly white teeth, and her delicate tongue, could no longer resist. He thought that even if this little girl turned on him and killed him, it would be worth it to have sex with this charming little mouth.

Without thinking twice, he pressed his penis against Qiuju's breasts and thrust it in with a "plop," filling her breasts completely.

Qiuju felt something hot being put into her mouth and was stunned for a moment. Qiuju didn't know that oral sex existed. Jieying had never dared to ask Qiuju to perform oral sex, and she had never even imagined touching a man's penis with her mouth.

Now she was startled, opened her eyes, and saw a clump of black hair in front of her, brushing against her nose, and smelling a strong, pungent odor. With Jieying thrusting even more violently into her vagina from behind, Qiuju couldn't concentrate for a moment, only feeling that thing moving back and forth in her mouth.

Only then did Qiuju realize that it was Zhang Qi's penis, and she never expected it to be inserted into her mouth. Qiuju's mind went blank, and she tried to turn her head away, but Zhang Qi's hand held her head firmly, and she couldn't move at all.

Qiu Ju instinctively tried to push Zhang Qi's penis out with her little tongue, but to her surprise, it only brought Zhang Qi more pleasure. Zhang Qi felt Qiu Ju's tender, wet tongue constantly rubbing against his glans, which felt incredibly pleasurable. He then grabbed Qiu Ju's head and began to thrust rapidly into her.

At this moment, on the embroidered bed, [the entire scene] was a scene of lewdness. Two men, one old and one young, were violently having sex with a beautiful young woman. The woman was kneeling on the bed, her snow-white buttocks raised high. The man behind her was penetrating her vagina, thrusting violently. The man in front of her had his thick, dark penis inserted into her mouth. The woman's body moved back and forth with the man behind her, and her head swayed rapidly with her body. This way, the man inside her mouth didn't need to move at all; he could enjoy the service from her mouth.

Qiu Ju's mind went blank; she had completely forgotten that she knew martial arts. She futilely shook her head, trying to spit out the filthy penis in her mouth. Zhang Qi lost his grip, and Qiu Ju finally freed herself from his penis, lowering her head and coughing violently.

Zhang Qi cursed inwardly, "You brat!" He grabbed Qiu Ju's disheveled hair and roughly pulled her face towards his penis.

Qiu Ju completely forgot that she could easily knock down the man in front of her. The double attack from the Zhang family father and son had already made her somewhat delirious. She only remembered Jie Ying's words: to be filial to her father-in-law. Qiu Ju mumbled, "Father-in-law, no! Spare me, father-in-law!" Zhang Qi wouldn't listen to her. With a "plop," he thrust his penis into Qiu Ju's mouth again. This time, Zhang Qi showed no mercy, violently thrusting in and out of Qiu Ju's mouth, making her eyes roll back and cough incessantly.

Finally, the father and son ejaculated in Qiu Ju's vagina and mouth, then released the girl, satisfied.

Qiu Ju calmed herself down, leaned over the bed, and spat out the semen in her mouth. She tasted a foul, fishy smell and felt nauseous. Angrily, she turned to Zhang Qi and asked, "Father-in-law, how could you do such a thing?" Seeing that Qiu Ju was only questioning him and hadn't attacked, Zhang Qi knew that although the beauty was angry, she wouldn't really hold it against him for Jie Ying's sake. Once a woman had done something like this, it would be hard for her to refuse him again. Zhang Qi was secretly pleased, but feigned innocence, saying, "Daughter-in-law, you are so beautiful. I couldn't control myself just now. I won't do it again. Father-in-law apologizes." He bowed repeatedly.

Qiu Ju was speechless, only filled with resentment towards Zhang Qi. She spat at him and then looked away.

The Zhang family father and son were both lecherous men, and having practiced martial arts for many years, they possessed exceptional stamina. Encountering a stunning beauty like Qiu Ju, they couldn't easily give up. They had already decided to put in extra effort tonight for a night of carnal passion. After resting for a while, they moved closer to Qiuju again.

Qiuju was still panting by the bedside when she saw the two men crawling over with their erect penises. She secretly groaned. When Jieying sat down in front of her, his erect penis pointing at her face, Qiuju hesitated. Jieying said, "Ju-mei, you already used your mouth to serve my father, it's not fair not to do it for me." Although Qiuju was unwilling, she didn't want to refuse her beloved, and besides, they had already done it, so doing it again wouldn't matter.

She shyly crawled onto Jieying's lap and opened her mouth to take his penis in. Although she took it in her mouth, she would rather die than use her

mouth to stroke his penis. Jieying understood this, so he could only reach out and grab Qiuju's hair and move it back and forth, forcing her mouth to stroke his penis. Zhang Qi crawled behind Qiuju, looking at the girl's white and plump buttocks and swallowing hard. He grabbed her buttocks with both hands, spread them apart, and stared intently at Qiuju's anus. The pale purple chrysanthemum opening was exposed to the air, and it contracted shyly.

Zhang Qi could tell that Qiu Ju's anus hadn't been touched by his son yet. He thought to himself, "This brat's front hole has been deflowered by my son, so let me deflower her back hole."

He first rubbed Qiu Ju's big buttocks a few times, then found the opening of her anus, and hurriedly inserted his fingers into it.

Qiu Ju, who was sucking Jie Ying's penis, felt her sensitive area being attacked. In her mind, her anus was for excretion, very dirty, and could never be used for sexual intercourse. She would rather die than have a man touch it there. So even though Jie Ying had been in love with her for so long, he had never touched her anus.

Today, Zhang Qi's fingers had actually been inserted into it. Qiu Ju was furious. She forcefully spat out the penis in her mouth, turned around and stared at Zhang Qi with sharp eyes, and shouted, "You can't touch that there, take your hands off me." Zhang Qi was startled. Seeing Jie Ying secretly waving his hand at him, he knew that Qiu Ju was, after all, a woman of strong character, and wouldn't allow anyone to touch that place casually.

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