The Flower Demon Laughs

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On a dark and windy night, in the southern ward of Liangzhou Prefecture, Gansu Province,

a man lay prone on the roof of a house. Dressed in black—black clothes, black trousers, black boots, and a black veil covering his face—only
his gleaming eyes, nose, and mouth were visible. His eyes were exceptionally bright, described as having "
a skylight in the eyes," suggesting he had reached a high level of internal martial arts.

He had been waiting there for nearly an hour, motionless like a statue,
displaying extraordinary patience. In such a cold night, dressed like this, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, he seemed unlikely to be anyone of good
character.

The black-clad, masked man's gaze was fixed on the Zhao residence across the street. In that exquisite courtyard
lived the Zhao family

, wealthy merchants of the prefecture. The Zhao family was a well-known figure in Liangzhou Prefecture. He had inherited his family business, starting in
his , managing two silk shops and a grain store in the city. Due to his shrewd business acumen and skillful management, he
amassed considerable wealth each year. He was naturally kind-hearted and public-spirited, always opening his granaries at grain stores
to provide relief to the poor during years of famine, earning him a great reputation.

As the saying goes, "a tall tree catches the wind," and it was no surprise that a wealthy family like Zhao Da Guanren attracted
the harassment of unsavory characters from the underworld. This seemingly ill-intentioned masked man in black might just be
a friend from the underworld looking to make a deal.

But was his aim robbery...? Or...

a sexual assault?

Zhao Da Guanren had a daughter named Zhao Shuzhen, eighteen years old, quite beautiful. While not as
famously beautiful as Zheng Xiuxiu, daughter of Zheng Qianli, the richest man in the north of the city, nor possessing the stunning
beauty to rival even the most legendary beauties, she was still pretty, dignified, gentle, and virtuous. She was skilled in needlework, had studied poetry from a young age,
and could compose poems and lyrics; she could even be considered a young prodigy.

Such a woman naturally deserved the covetous eyes of many suitors.

The masked man in black stared intently at the movements within the Zhao residence. It was late at night, and most of the residents
appeared to have gone to bed, with only a few rooms still lit. Among them was the boudoir of Zhao's
daughter, Shuzhen.

A low chuckle escaped his throat, and the masked man in black made his move.

His body moved like a bat, without moving his shoulders or legs, silently gliding off the roof. His toes lightly touched the
edge of the roof, and like a black cloud, he moved swiftly and fast, like the wind, and swept into the courtyard of the Zhao residence.

This man truly possessed superb skills and agility.

Landing in the Zhao residence, the man in black concealed himself behind a clump of flowering trees in the garden. His gleaming eyes scanned the
surroundings, but he saw no one. After a brief pause, he spread his arms and soared into the air like a large bird, leaping and flashing several times,
heading straight for the inner courtyard.

The man in black's light-footed agility was indeed first-rate; he moved silently, leaving no trace. Furthermore, since the Zhao family mansion
lacked any martial arts guards, he moved as if in an empty house, instantly landing
on the roof of a two-story building in the back courtyard.

This small two-story building was the boudoir of Miss Zhao, Shuzhen. The masked man in black's uninvited arrival late at night
, his actions mysterious, made his purpose self-evident.

He hooked his feet on the edge of the roof, executed a graceful "pearl-curtain reversal," and flipped himself down, bringing his face
close to a carved wooden window lit by a lamp. He moistened his finger with saliva, lightly pried a small hole in the window paper, and peered inside
. The scene inside was immediately clear.

It was an elegant and understated large room, entirely in a light creamy yellow hue.
Several layers of dreamlike gauze curtains hung from a jade-yellow duster with subtle carvings, dividing the large room into a large section and a smaller section.

The outer room was furnished with a tall table and a desk, with landscape paintings hanging on the wall, a pipa and a zither, and a small brass tripod emitting
a faint scent of sandalwood. A screen partially concealed a black, glossy lacquered desk with animal-legged legs, upon which sat writing implements. Two rows of bookshelves
were densely packed with various classic texts, and a vibrant embroidered peony stood between the two bookshelves.

From here, one could see a small section of the room veiled by heavy gauze, a place where a beautiful woman might dream. The curtains were half-drawn, and
silk quilts were spread out. Although not clearly visible, the gentle, languid atmosphere was enough to
stir and captivate the soul.

Beside a low table in this elegant, scholarly boudoir, an embroidery frame was already set up, and the pretty,
pure- faced Miss Zhao was peacefully and gracefully embroidering. Beside her, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old maidservant was busy
winding the thread and guiding the needle.

The atmosphere inside the room was so tranquil and peaceful that one felt it would be a terrible
embarrassment .

However, the man in black had come precisely to spoil the mood. He tried to open the window; it was only slightly ajar, not
bolted. Of course, even if it were bolted, it wouldn't have been an obstacle for him.

Suddenly, a night breeze swept through, rattling the windowpanes and startling the mistress and servant inside.

Zhao Shuzhen stopped her embroidery, brushed a strand of dark hair from her forehead, and said to her maid, "Xin'er
, it's getting windy. Go check if the window is closed properly."

The maid, Xin'er, agreed, put down her needlework, and got up to walk towards the window.

Just as she approached the window, before she could make a move, the window was gently
lifted, as if by the night breeze, with a faint sound, and the man in black had already gracefully slipped into the room.

In Xin'er's eyes, it was only a blink of an eye, and suddenly an uninvited guest dressed entirely in black, his face veiled with
a black cloth . For a moment, she almost thought she was seeing things. Shaking her head vigorously, she
immediately confirmed that what she was seeing was real—a treacherous and ruthless thug had sneaked into her young
mistress's boudoir in the dead of night.

The shock was immense; a brief scream escaped Xin'er's lips, but she immediately
covered her mouth with her hand, staggering back several steps as if electrocuted, and asked in utter terror, "You...who are you...
sneaking into someone's...woman's boudoir in the dead of night, what...what do you want?"

The man in black chuckled coldly a few times and moved forward.

Xin'er took a few steps back, her voice trembling as she said, "You...you don't come any closer...I...I'm going to call for help..."

"Xin'er, what's wrong?" Zhao Shuzhen asked疑惑地, standing up from the side and walking over. When she suddenly
saw this scene, she was also stunned, standing there at a loss for what to do.

"Miss..." Seeing her mistress, Xin'er hurriedly used her body to block her, spreading her arms to try and stop
the man in black from approaching. She forgot that, as a frail little girl, how could she possibly stop the man in black?
What are people doing?

"Xin'er, don't be afraid!" Zhao Shuzhen frantically grabbed her maid's shoulder. She told others not to be afraid,
but her own voice trembled with unspeakable fear.

The man in black took a few more steps forward, stopping very close to Zhao Shuzhen and her maid. He
slowly asked, "Miss, your name is Zhao Shuzhen, right?" His voice was deep, magnetic, and possessed an
eerie charm.

Zhao Shuzhen answered in a panic, "I...I am Zhao Shuzhen. You...who exactly are you?"

"Who I am, you'll find out once you come with me," the man in black said calmly,
his eyes, hidden behind a black veil, fixed on Zhao Shuzhen. He continued, "Miss Zhao, I've
come specifically for you tonight."

"You...we're complete strangers. What...what do you want from me?" Zhao Shuzhen's body trembled
uncontrollably ; she felt a great misfortune about to befall her.

The man in black's eyes gleamed with a mad and greedy light. He chuckled softly and slowly said, "
Miss, are naturally beautiful, and I have long admired you. Tonight, I have come to pay my respects, hoping that you will bestow
your favor upon me to soothe my lovesickness and cure my loneliness."

At this moment, Miss Zhao and her servant finally understood the man in black's purpose. He was the most
despicable womanizer in the martial world, and the nightmare that every woman feared most.

"No...no...you can't do this! You...you must be crazy! I won't agree to this
!" Miss Zhao exclaimed, her eyes wide with terror.

The man in black stood there silently, a hint of mockery in his eyes: "I'm not crazy. I'm always
perfectly sober when I'm out on business. I know what I want, Miss. You can't escape it."

Seeing her mistress about to be humiliated, Xin'er was equally terrified, but duty called, so she
forced a brave and threatened, "I warn you... our master is a big shot in the city.
Prefect An Tinghuan is his good friend. If you dare harm my young lady, you will regret it...
you... you will receive the most severe punishment."

The man in black shook... "Young lady," Zhao Shuzhen said in a disdainful tone, "that Lord An you mentioned
can't your young lady. Those lowly officials who live off the government's salary, even the 'six doors' henchmen, are nothing to me.
As for your master, he's just a small business owner selling grain and cloth. What use is he? You can't scare me."

Xin'er stood protectively in front of Zhao Shuzhen like a mother hen, her almond-shaped eyes wide, and scolded, "Don't
talk nonsense! I will never allow you to come near my young lady. If you still don't know what's good for you, I'll really call for help. This place
is very close to the government office, and the constables of the Heavenly Guard won't let you get away with this."

"The Imperial Guards?" The man in black sneered. "I'm not afraid of the Eastern and Western Depots or the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the Ming Dynasty, so why would I be
afraid of the Imperial Guards? Those good-for-nothings can only scare street thugs; they're useless against me."
He paused, then continued, "Besides, they're too far away to
be

of any use now. By the time I've captured your young lady and made my way away, they probably won't even have a hair on their head." "You...you can try." Knowing she was in deep trouble, she stubbornly insisted on defying him
. Xin'er secretly resolved that even if she died, she would protect her young lady.

"I will try. You'll see the results soon enough." The man in black was like a cat toying with a mouse, everything
under control . He wasn't worried at all that his prey would escape.

Zhao Shuzhen said in a trembling voice, "You villain, you...you've done such a heinous thing, don't you
... don't you fear the law? There are gods watching over us, you...you will be punished."

"The law? In my eyes, the law is bullshit. Gods? Heh, Miss, you'll soon find out that I
am the god. Alright, it's getting late, I think we can set off now," the man in black said arrogantly.

"No...no...I won't go with you," Zhao Shuzhen choked back tears,
murmuring .

Suddenly, Xin'er made a desperate decision. She opened her throat and shouted, "Come..."

But the man in black wouldn't allow her to do that. He was confident in his skills, which was why he had
calmly spoken so much to the two panicked women. He wasn't worried about
what they could do under his watchful eye. Now that the little maid was crying for help, he reacted immediately.

The man in black moved with astonishing speed. Xin'er had barely uttered a single "Come," before
he struck her with lightning speed, his palm landing squarely on her delicate neck.

The blow was undoubtedly heavy and fatal. With a soft "thud," Xin'er collapsed,
instantly Her neck was broken, lying limply to one side, a trickle of blood slowly flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Shuzhen hadn't expected the man in black to be so cold-blooded. Witnessing her childhood friend
die instantly, she was stunned.

Without hesitation, the man in black stepped forward again, his fingers flying, striking Zhao Shuzhen's pressure points to silence and paralyze her.
The poor girl immediately collapsed into his arms like mud, conscious but unable to move,
unable even to utter a sound. At that moment, she was like a lamb to the slaughter, no longer able to control her own
destiny.

The man in black's gaze swept calmly across the room. He grabbed Xin'er by the collar, dragged her body under
Zhao Shuzhen 's embroidered bed, then, with one arm tucked under Zhao Shuzhen's soft, slender body, he silently
slipped out the window and outside.

Glancing triumphantly at his prey, the man in black smiled contentedly. With a burst of strength, he leaped
into the air like a wisp of smoke, darting through the rooftops and disappearing from the Zhao residence like an arrow into the deep night.

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Zhao Shuzhen, tucked under the man in black's arm, felt
the cold wind whipping her hair as he sped through the night of Liangzhou. Her eyes were filled with tears, tears that held despair.
How she longed for a hero to step forward and save her, but reason told her that such a miracle was
unlikely. Never before had she experienced such a terrifying ordeal. Just moments before, she had been enjoying the beauty of life

in her warm and comfortable boudoir , but in the blink of an eye, she had been plunged into an abyss of fear. At that moment, Zhao Shuzhen wished she could die immediately, but having lost all ability to move, she could only sigh helplessly. She already sensed her tragic fate tonight.

The man in black displayed his exceptional lightness skill with effortless ease; even carrying a large person had
no impact on his speed. He swept across the various houses in Liangzhou City like the wind,
swift as a black lightning bolt, reaching the south gate from the south of the city in the time it takes to eat a meal.

The four gates of Liangzhou Prefecture—east, west, south, and north—were closed after nightfall. The city's defenses were not carried out
by the regular Ming Dynasty troops stationed there, but by local militias commanded by the prefectural government.

Having eaten too much rations during peacetime, the militiamen exuded a lazy air.
A few dim lanterns hung on the city walls, their yellowish light weakly illuminating the limited space in the night. A handful of
militiamen, armed with broadswords and spears, huddled in their cloaks, dozing off in various corners. Under these circumstances
, the city gates were practically undefended.

The man in black had clearly scouted the terrain and was confident of breaching the city gates. Choosing a secluded corner out
of the light , he lightly touched the city wall with his left toe, instantly leaping into the air
and soaring several meters into the distance, reaching the middle of the wall. Just as his inner energy was about to run out, he lightly touched the wall again with his right foot,
using the momentum to leap several more meters, employing the long-lost "Ladder to the Clouds" movement technique.

Such lightness skill was unparalleled; how could a few mediocre militiamen possibly defend against it?
The man in black, with his prey, strolled leisurely across the city wall, their eyes failing to catch a single
trace .

"Damn it, why is the wind suddenly picking up tonight? It's freezing!" Militiaman Old Li complained, his hands tucked under his arm, his broadsword
under his arm, his neck hunched, regretting not bringing a couple of ounces of strong liquor to warm himself.

His mutterings were overheard by the man in black as he swept past. The man in black sneered inwardly,
thinking smugly, "What a bunch of good-for-nothings."

As the man in black leaped onto the city wall, Zhao Shuzhen's eyes were fixed on the few
slackers In her heart, she screamed, "Save me! Save me!" But her mute acupoints were sealed,
and she couldn't utter a sound. The desperate cries that should have escaped her throat felt like a heavy stone weighing on her chest, causing a dull ache.

In this very brief moment, the man in black had already cleared the city wall. With an incredibly graceful turn,
he glided lightly down the wall, like a bird released from its cage, calmly leaving Liangzhou City.

Unable to hold back her surging tears any longer, Zhao Shuzhen cried in despair. She felt that her last glimmer of hope for rescue
had been utterly extinguished with the man in black's departing steps. The man in

black

moved swiftly across the tranquil wilderness, as fast as lightning and as fast as the wind, pushing his light-footed skills to near their limit. Indeed
, the spring night was fleeting, and he was already impatient to enjoy his prey.

His destination was the foot of Laowa Mountain, eighty li outside Liangzhou City. There, dense forests covered the area, rarely visited by humans
, and the Liuhua River, the lifeblood of the Gansu and Liangzhou people, flowed quietly on the other side of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, in the dense forest, stood a large, dilapidated wooden house. This house must have been built by someone before, whose builder
was now long gone, and whose new inhabitants had turned it into a sordid den of iniquity.

The man in black arrived at his temporary palace but did not rush inside. With
the caution first quickly circled the house, his sharp eyes scanning all directions, his keen ears
listening intently. Although he knew no outsiders would come, the saying "better safe than sorry"
still held true. The man in black, confident in his skills and daring, adhered to this rule.

After confirming it was safe, he pushed open the wooden door, stepped inside, and lit a tinderbox.
This tinderbox, purchased at great expense from the renowned Jiangnan firearms manufacturing family "Thunderbolt Hall," was windproof, waterproof, and
durable—an essential tool for any adventurer. Its light instantly illuminated the entire house.

If he wasn't mistaken, the previous owner of this house must have been a refined scholar; the walls were covered
in poems and lyrics written in bold ink. The place was picturesque, secluded, and tranquil—truly
an ideal retreat for poets and scholars seeking seclusion. The man in black's choice of this location for his retreat was indeed insightful, but his actions were destined to
spoil the scene.

The man in black lit the oil lamp on the table, extinguished the flame, and tucked it into his robes. Then he tossed his prey, Zhao Shuzhen,
onto the large wooden couch. The entire house, apart from a table, a chair, and a bed, was
unusually empty.

"Miss, is my humble abode comfortable?" the man in black asked, his gaze fixed on his prey, now
using polite language.

Zhao Shuzhen was unable to speak or move, paralyzed on the bed. All she could do was close her eyes tightly,
ignoring the man in black.

The man in black still wore a black mask; in his own territory, he seemed unwilling to reveal his true face. He chuckled
arrogantly and said, "Miss, don't be afraid. Let me release your pressure points."

With that, he stepped forward and, his fingers like knives, pressed on Zhao Shuzhen's mute and paralysis acupoints. She let out a soft
groan and regained her ability to speak and move.

However, none of this alleviated the girl's fear. When this flower thief touched her, she trembled violently
as if bitten by a snake, shrinking back in terror and screaming, "You villain, you...you don't touch me!"

The man in black rubbed his hands leisurely and said indifferently, "Miss, please calm down. Do you know why
I released your pressure points?"

Zhao Shuzhen stubbornly turned her head away, expressing her immense anger and disdain.

The man in black sneered and continued, “Miss, I was once a scholar myself, and I know well the
proper conduct between men and women. Therefore, I particularly dislike mundane pleasures. If a woman cannot speak or move,
how can a man satisfy his desires? I earnestly hope that Miss will understand my good intentions and cooperate with me; that would be
the greatest fortune for our fleeting encounter tonight.”

Zhao Shuzhen had lived to be eighteen, and she usually strictly adhered to family rules, rarely interacting with young men. She had never
heard such shameless words before. Overwhelmed with shame and indignation, she trembled and shouted angrily, “You…you filthy
, shameless scoundrel, how dare you…you even claim to be a scholar, defiling my purity…this is intolerable…”

“Filthy words? Hehehe…” the man in black laughed, “Miss, you have yet to experience true filth
. Tonight, I will open your eyes and show you a wondrous
realm .”

"You...you can forget about it!" Miss Zhao gritted her teeth in hatred, facing this shameless devil.
She felt utterly weak and helpless.

"Don't even think about it?" the man in black murmured, repeating the words, his tone suddenly turning cold and sinister.
"Miss Zhao, enough with the idle talk. As the ancients said, 'A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold.' Let's not waste this precious time.
Here, I am the king, the heavens, the master of everything. You must obey my every word. Otherwise…
I will make you regret being born. Alright, now, I order you to take off your clothes, slowly,
one piece at a time."

Zhao Shuzhen bit her lower lip tightly, almost drawing blood. Her eyes widened as she shook her head, saying, "No… do
n't even think about it… I won't… degrade myself like that… do

n't even think about it." The man in black's chilling voice echoed in the wooden house: "Zhao Shuzhen, you're making me unhappy. Do you know that?
You're already making me unhappy."

"No… no… don't even think about it… don't even think about it…" Zhao Shuzhen clutched her clothes, mechanically
repeating her helpless and desperate cries.

"You wretch, I'll teach you to be so ungrateful!" The man in black lost his patience and erupted in a violent outburst. He strode
forward, closing in on the poor girl on the bed.

"No...no...no...ah..." Zhao Shuzhen screamed and cried in terror, desperately trying
to retreat to the corner of the bed, but the walls of the wooden house blocked her way, making it impossible for her to escape the man in black's assault.

With a "rip," the sound of tearing fabric rang out, and the man in black's hand, like a steel claw, grabbed Zhao Shuzhen's front. It was
almost imperceptible how much force he used, but a large piece of the girl's clothing was torn off, revealing her snow-white neck and
a bright red embroidered undergarment.

"Ah...no...no...please...no...help...help..." Zhao Shuzhen cried out
in despair and helplessness, desperately resisting the man in black's advances, but her strength was so weak that
it was utterly futile.

"Rip...rip..." The sound of clothes tearing echoed as the man in black ripped off the girl
's top in a few swift movements. Watching her blindly push away with her fair, delicate arms,
he struck again, this time tearing off her bodice. Instantly, Zhao Shuzhen's entire upper body was completely naked, her pair of tender,
perky breasts exposed without any cover.

The man in black thought to himself: "This little slut's breasts aren't large, but their shape is quite beautiful." He chuckled lewdly
, bringing the girl's bright red bodice to his nose and taking a deep breath. A delicate, orchid-like
fragrance, unique to virgins, made his soul tremble.

"Mmm, so fragrant!" The man in black's eyes gleamed with lust, his heart filled with
a perverse pleasure of condescension and bullying.

Zhao Shuzhen, like a terrified lamb, covered her exposed breasts with her arms, cowering in the corner,
her face deathly pale. Her once beautiful eyes were wide open in terror as she pleaded, "Please... spare me
... I... I'm still a virgin... don't defile me... sob... please have mercy... I can
give you money, lots and lots of money... please..."

The man in black remained unmoved, his tone devoid of any emotion: "I don't lack money, I only lack
women . Miss, this is your fate, just accept it!" With that, he grabbed
the hem of Zhao Shuzhen's skirt, and with a slight pull, "rip," her long skirt and trousers were also
brutally torn off.

Now, Zhao Shuzhen was left only with her underwear covering her last sanctuary as a woman.
Out of a primal instinct to protect herself, she screamed, jumped up, and tried to escape.

Of course, the struggle of a weak woman was futile, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The moment Zhao Shuzhen moved, the man in black
swiftly and accurately grabbed her wrist, slapping her beautiful face across the back.

"Smack!" The heavy blow sent Zhao Shuzhen sprawling backward against the corner of the wall. A scream
escaped cheek swelled up, blood streaming from her mouth—a heartbreaking sight.

"You little slut, struggle, resist, cry for help, it's all in vain. I won't
seal your pressure points; I'll make you completely obedient." The man in black's eyes flashed with malice as he pounced like a wolf. In
a flash , Zhao Shuzhen's underwear was in his hand.

"You…you devil…you villain…you shameless scoundrel…you'll get your retribution…Help
…Heavens, open your eyes…how can you let this lecherous thief run rampant like this…" Zhao Shuzhen curled up,
naked , screaming pitifully, unable to accept the suffering inflicted upon her by heaven.

The man in black said, "Go ahead and scream, scream all you want. I hope your moans will be just as beautiful later.
Even if you scream until your throat is hoarse, no one will come to save you tonight." As he spoke, he played with the woman's panties in his hand
, then rubbed them against his face, and disgustingly stuck out his tongue to
lick the crotch of the panties, praising, "Not bad, even the panties smell so good, not a trace of urine smell. Hmm, it's scented with
the finest spices from Lan Gui Zhuang in the capital."

Zhao Shuzhen watched the man in black defile her panties, the humiliation in her heart almost made her faint. Her
body trembled uncontrollably, feeling that her soul was about to sink completely into the nightmare of the night
.

At this moment, the man in black threw the panties aside and began to undress. He didn't
take off , but only pulled down his pants, freeing his already erect, thick, hard penis from its restraints.
The man was already very aroused, standing erect and hard, his large, round glans a purplish-red color, like a duck egg,
with a drop of fluid clinging to the urethral opening.

Zhao Shuzhen gasped in shock, turning her head away as if avoiding a venomous snake, refusing to look at the shameless ugliness of the man in black.

She was eighteen years old, and although she was well-read and had secretly looked at erotic pictures during her teenage years
, this was the first time she had ever witnessed a living male penis. In this situation, all she could
feel was ugliness and disgust; her feminine modesty made her feel that even glancing at it was a sin.

However, the man in black wouldn't let her have her way. The moment Zhao Shuzhen turned her head away, he forcefully
commanded, "Come here, take it in your mouth, let me have my way first."

"You're dreaming, you scoundrel! If you force me again, I'll kill myself!" Zhao Shuzhen shouted fiercely, her eyes tightly shut
. At this moment, she truly thought of death; if death could preserve her chastity, she would do it.

"Death?" The man in black laughed, a laugh laced with sinister intent and murderous intent. "Foolish woman, you're too naive."
"You think death can preserve your innocence? No, it's not that simple." With a flick of his wrist, he
magically produced a sharp, gleaming short sword from his person, and continued, "I won't let you
die now. I swear on my name, 'Flower Demon,' that I will make you wish you were dead, wishing you were alive but
unable to die ."

He stared at Zhao Shuzhen, coldly and violently saying, "If you don't comply, I'll first use this short sword to shave your
hair, then carve patterns all over your face and body, find two wooden sticks to stuff into your vagina and anus, and
hang you in the street as a public spectacle. After doing all that, I'll return to the south of the city, which is your home, and slaughter your
family, and taste what your mother's old cunt tastes like." “

Enough…enough…stop talking…” In her entire life, Zhao Shuzhen had never heard such
lewd and obscene words. The man in black’s words struck her heart like a sledgehammer. She knew
he was capable of such things; this perverted madman, this demon, was capable of such acts.

Couldn’t even death wash away her shame? Zhao Shuzhen was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

“You think I’m just trying to scare you?” "The man in black roared, striding forward. A blinding
white light flashed from his short sword as it sliced past Zhao Shuzhen's head with a gust of wind.

"Whoosh!" A large strand of Zhao Shuzhen's black hair fell as the sword grazed past.

The man in black moved with lightning speed, unleashing a second and third strike in quick succession,
tearing .

"Ah...ah...ah..." The poor girl was terrified. Her resolve crumbled under
the threat , her screams becoming heart-wrenching cries of extreme fear. "No...
don't hurt me...don't hurt my family, I...I promise you...I promise you..." She finally
succumbed.

The man in black grinned triumphantly, tossing the short sword onto the bed. Standing beside the bed,
he commanded : "You wretch, you're like a candle, you won't light unless you're lit. Get over here." Zhao

Shuzhen shuddered as she crawled up from the corner of the bed, her naked body now fully exposed to
the man in black. The beautiful girl possessed a stunning figure, graceful and slender, with a perfect balance of curves. Her
skin was snow-white and delicate, her shoulders and neck beautifully sculpted, her breasts firm and shapely, her waist slender, her abdomen flat, her buttocks round and
full, her legs long and shapely. Her private parts, a small patch of soft, dark pubic hair, concealed an alluring
crevice … As she crawled, her round breasts trembled slightly, releasing a delicate fragrance.

Seeing Zhao Shuzhen approach, the man in black thrust his large penis to her mouth and whispered, “
Suck it!” Zhao

Shuzhen stared at the ugly thing before her, feeling nauseous. She couldn't believe she would do such a filthy and despicable thing for a
man . Although the man in black seemed very clean, and there was no
odor on his penis, the psychological disgust still made her feel incredibly humiliated.

Her pretty face turned from white to red, then from red to white again. Zhao Shuzhen hesitated for a moment, and finally resignedly grasped the thick, long thing with her slender
hand , closed her eyes, opened her small mouth, and took the man in black's glans
into her mouth. As she completed this action, tears of grief, indignation, and shame welled up in her eyes. She understood that she had
lost her dignity as a woman.

As a virgin, a young woman who rarely interacted with strange men, Zhao Shuzhen naturally had no experience
in . She simply obeyed the man in black's orders, taking his large penis into
her mouth, completely unaware of what to do next. Even so, she still
felt .

The man in black gave another order: "You slut, are you stupid? Let me teach you. Stick out your tongue and lick
my glans."

Zhao Shuzhen hesitated slightly, and the man in black grabbed her long hair fiercely and pulled it back forcefully.

"Ah..." The girl screamed in pain, but dared not disobey his orders, sticking out her small,
pink tongue and slowly licking the glans with the slippery tip, silently
weeping in humiliation as she did so.

"Don't cry, lest you spoil my mood!" "The man in black shouted.

Zhao Shuzhen trembled in fright, barely managing to stop crying, afraid that the man in black would inflict further torture on her.

After a while, the man in black said again: "Now, use your right hand to grasp the base of my penis and move it back and forth.
Use your left hand to gently massage my testicles. Put the glans in your mouth, tighten your cheeks and suck, and move your head back and forth
, up and down. Do you understand? Do it quickly." "

Zhao Shuzhen had already made the first move, so the rest was much easier. Her mind was blank, listening intently
to the instructions of the man in black. One hand stroked his penis, the other gently caressed his testicles, her small mouth held the
large glans, her head moving up and down, back and forth, sucking with all her might, mechanically performing
humiliating oral sex on him.

Under the dim light of the large wooden house, the man in black's pants were half down, his lower body naked, standing by the bed; on the bed,
a beautiful young girl was completely naked, bending over, her snow-white, round buttocks sticking out..."
With , she expressionlessly repeated the sucking motions—a truly stimulating erotic scene.

To be fair, Zhao Shuzhen's oral sex skills were quite clumsy, a
world . However,
the psychological thrill of conquering a pure, innocent virgin kneeling naked before you, sucking your cock with her sacred, inviolable cherry-red lips, was unparalleled. Therefore, although the girl's
"oral technique" was inexperienced and her physical pleasure limited, the man in black still felt immense
pleasure .

“Mmm…oh…oh…faster…yes, lick with the tip of your tongue, mmm…it feels so good to rub my balls…
oh…suck harder…it feels so good…” The man in black held Zhao Shuzhen’s head with one hand and reached down to her chest with the other,
wantonly kneading and squeezing her sacred breasts. The girl’s breasts were just the right size to be held in one hand, soft
and elastic, with a delicate and plump feel. The man in black kneaded her breasts forcefully, his fingers deftly twisting her
small nipples.

Zhao Shuzhen felt pain, she frowned, groaned through her nose, and gasped for breath. But the man in black seemed
to be getting excited. The hand that was holding the girl’s head became her hair, pressing her face hard
against his crotch. At the same time, he thrust his lower body quickly, his large penis thrusting forcefully into the girl’s mouth, pushing against her…
Fang was using her mouth like a vagina, completely disregarding whether she could take it.

Zhao Shuzhen's hair was being pulled painfully, and to make matters worse, the man in black's large penis was thrusting violently in and out of her
mouth , the glans reaching deep into her throat. The man's sudden ferocity terrified Zhao Shuzhen; she felt like
she was suffocating. So, she began to struggle, trying to spit out the penis in her mouth, but the man in black held
her hair firmly, thrusting his large penis into her mouth almost frantically. The man's strength was immense, and
Zhao Shuzhen was completely unable to break free.

"Ugh...ugh...oh...oh..." The girl lay tragically beneath the man's crotch, enduring the humiliating
torture. Her eyes rolled back, saliva gushing from her mouth, which was stuffed with a large penis, slowly
dripping from ...

"Ah...ah...it feels so good...it feels so damn good...ah...I'm coming...I'm coming..."
The man in black had completely lost his composure. He muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with lustful gleam. He
gripped Zhao Shuzhen's hair tightly, his hips swaying rapidly like a pile driver, his thick, long penis thrusting in and
out of the girl's mouth. After a moment, he thrust his penis deep into the girl's mouth, his upper body straightening, letting out a low growl.

Just as Zhao Shuzhen struggled in agony, thinking she was about to die, she suddenly felt the large penis in her mouth
throb, and at the same time, one of her breasts was gripped tightly by the man in black. In an instant, the man reached
his climax, and Zhao Shuzhen never expected his penis to ejaculate so much fluid—
a hot, thick stream that shot entirely into her mouth.

Zhao Shuzhen immediately struggled and resisted even more frantically; she was about to vomit.

The man in black, satisfied, released her, letting the girl fall onto the bed. Watching her
vomit and cry in anguish, his pleasure intensified.

Zhao Shuzhen coughed incessantly from the large amount of semen, swallowing a significant portion
. She lay on the bed, frantically wiping her mouth, as if doing so would clean it.

The man in black took a deep breath, and in that instant, his large penis became erect again
— unbelievable.

"Miss, don't rush, this is just the first lesson. We'll take it slow. You'll have plenty tonight," he said, lunging
onto the bed, embracing Zhao Shuzhen's naked body, and pressing his lips to her face
in a . His breathing was heavy and rough, like that of a wild beast. His hands roamed freely over the girl's smooth, white body, his
tongue licking her cheeks and neck like a hungry dog…

Zhao Shuzhen was like an empty shell, lifeless, allowing the man in black to ravage her. Her hands
reached out , but unexpectedly touched the short sword he had thrown on the bed earlier.

The man in black pressed down on the girl, his masked face buried in her chest, his hands roughly kneading her tender
breasts. He squeezed her breasts together to create a deep cleavage, his tongue licking the mounds
until they were wet. Then he opened his mouth and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting roughly. After his actions
, bruises were left on the girl's snow-white body.

Zhao Shuzhen felt as if her body was being torn apart by a hungry wolf. Her teeth bit deep into her lower lip, drawing
blood, to endure the immense pain. She couldn't take it anymore; the hilt of the sword her fingers touched seemed to give
her the courage to resist. "I want to kill him! I want to kill this demon!" she cried out in her heart
.

The man in black's mouth traveled down the girl's chest, kissing her lower abdomen, and gradually down to between her legs.
That was the most precious place for a woman, where her proud chastity was hidden.

He forcefully spread Zhao Shuzhen's legs, buried his face in her genitals, and admired them closely. "What a
wonderful thing," he thought to himself.

Beneath that small tuft of pubic hair, two pink labia were slightly parted, and the delicate, bean-like clitoris stood erect
at the junction of the labia, looking exceptionally clean, completely ready to bloom. Like cattle chasing water and grass, the man in black buried
his head between the girl's legs, cupped her round and plump pink buttocks with his hands, and hungrily sucked and licked her
vulva, his tongue teasing the bean-like clitoris. Then he parted the two labia minora and stirred and rolled them inside the flesh
.

"Ah...ah..." Zhao Shuzhen knew her sacred forbidden zone was being invaded. Her heart resisted,
yet her body reacted. As the black-clad man's tongue sucked and licked, she felt something hot
slowly flowing from her vagina. Her lower body felt like it was being electrocuted, tingling and burning unbearably.

"No...I refuse to accept my fate...I must try...I'll fight him..." Just before her reason vanished,
Zhao Shuzhen mustered her last bit of willpower. Her jade-like hand gripped the hilt of the short sword, and she sat up abruptly, thrusting with all her might towards
the black-clad man's back. However, her efforts were futile once again. How could the black-clad man, with his skill, allow her
to succeed in a sneak attack? The moment the short sword flashed and fell, the black-clad man's hand had already seized her sword-wielding hand.

Zhao Shuzhen felt an irresistible force; her wrist went numb, and the short sword was already in his grasp. She
retreated in terror, seeing the black-clad man's eyes beneath his mask—eyes filled with magic. Instantly,
all her courage and determination vanished.

"Kill me...kill me...I don't want to live anymore..." Zhao Shuzhen
cried out . But the man in black wouldn't let her off easily; he was going to make her pay a terrible price.

"You damned bitch, how dare you!?" the man in black roared, hurling his short sword onto the table.
He raised his hand and slapped Zhao Shuzhen four times across the face. A series of
sharp, cracking sounds filled the air as Zhao Shuzhen's head swayed violently, her cheeks swollen like steamed buns.

"Ah...ah...don't hit me...have mercy...waaaah...I give up...please stop hitting me..."
Zhao Shuzhen cried out desperately, pleading.

The man in black finally snapped. He grabbed the girl's hair and punched her in the stomach. With
a muffled "thud," the girl doubled over in pain, curling up into a ball.

"Stop hitting me... Do whatever you want with me... I'll do whatever you want... Please stop torturing me...
Spare me... Ah... Spare me... Waaah... Waaah..."

The man in black cursed, "You slut, you whore, you think I'm stupid for trying to trick you? I was
testing you on purpose, and you really don't know what's good for you. I wanted to be a little gentler, but now
don't blame me for being ruthless."

With that, he slapped Zhao Shuzhen onto the bed, making her lie on her back.
He grabbed her legs, lifting them high and spreading them wide. His large penis pressed against her vulva, and without mercy
, he thrust it in all the way.

"Ah...it hurts so much...God...ah...ah...I'm going to die...help...help me...
be gentle...I'll die...ah...ah..." The pain of having her virginity defiled in such a brutal way
was unbearable.

When a woman is raped, due to psychological fear, the physical pleasure is extremely limited.
The man in black's actions made Zhao Shuzhen truly feel excruciating pain. The poor girl screamed shrilly, her face contorted
with intense pain, blood from her ruptured hymen flowing from her vagina.

The man in black thrust his large penis in and out without any mercy, each time going all the way in, each thrust penetrating her flesh. As he
assaulted her, he grinned maliciously, saying, "You little slut, this is what you deserve. I told you I'd make you wish
you were dead. How does it feel? Watch me give you a few more brutal blows."

With that, he hoisted the girl's legs onto his shoulders, his massive penis thrusting in and out with all his might. Each thrust
caused her labia to flip in and out, blood mixed with her vaginal fluid dripping onto the bed, a gruesome sight. The sounds of his penis
thrusting into her vagina,
the slapping of his testicles against her buttocks, the woman's cries of pain, and the man's triumphant laughter mingled together, emanating from the wooden house, sounding all the more eerie and terrifying in the
dark, windy night.

The man in black was frantically pounding into Zhao Shuzhen's virgin vagina, his hands twisting and kneading her breasts,
yelling, "You slut, say it, say you enjoy it, say you like being fucked by a big cock, say it now!"

"It hurts so much... ah... I... I can't say it... oh... please... don't force me... ah...
ah..." Zhao Shuzhen groaned and cried out in pain, but instead of gaining the man in black's pity, it only fueled
his ferocity.

"Slap... slap..." He slapped the girl twice more, then grabbed her hair and slammed her head against
the bed, cursing, "Damn it, you little slut, I told you to say it, so you have to say it, say it now!?"

Zhao Shuzhen cried out, "Ah... woo... don't hit me... I'll say it... I'll say it... ah... ah...
I... I enjoy it... so much... woo... I like being fucked by a big... big cock... ah...
woo..." She cried and screamed, and when the words "big cock" came out of her mouth, the girl was so ashamed that she
almost ground her teeth to powder.

"Slap...slap...slap...slap..." The man in black rhythmically slapped Zhao Shuzhen's round buttocks
. He felt the girl's tight little hole clenching and grinding against his penis, the vaginal walls writhing
like a small mouth sucking at the glans, sending waves of pleasure through him. He leaned down and bit
one of the girl's nipples, his teeth leaving two rows of teeth marks and bruises on the snow-white, tender flesh, causing Zhao Shuzhen
to scream in pain.

After countless thrusts, the man in black changed tactics. He
pulled , forced her to kneel on the bed, her snow-white, round, plump buttocks raised high, then knelt behind her,
spreading her thick buttocks apart with his hands, burying his face in the girl's buttocks cleft, licking her anus back and forth with his tongue.

Girls are naturally clean, and Zhao Shuzhen was no exception. Every day after bathing, she would use high-quality perfumes to fumigate her body, so
her anus had no odor, but rather a faint, fresh scent. The man in black knew the habits of a wealthy young lady and
shamelessly sucked and licked the girl's pink anus, thoroughly enjoying his lewd play.

The humiliation of having her most private and shameful part of her body violated reached its peak. She
struggled to twist her hips, trying to escape the man in black's lewd actions.

"No...don't play...there...it's dirty...it's so dirty...please...don't do this..." she pleaded
, her voice trembling, enduring the pain.

The man in black suddenly raised his head and cursed, "You little slut, how dare you talk back!" He reached for
the short sword stuck in the table, reversed the hilt, and cruelly plunged it into Zhao Shuzhen's vagina.

Zhao Shuzhen screamed "Agh!" Her trembling voice sent chills down one's spine. The hilt of the short sword was gripped in
the black-clad man's hand, being twisted and thrust inside her vagina, the excruciating pain making her body stiffen.

"Say it, say I want you to lick my asshole, to have you fuck my asshole with your big cock, say it to me!?" The black-clad man continued
to ravage the girl's innocent body with the hilt of the sword, shouting fiercely.

Zhao Shuzhen could no longer endure such torture; she only wanted to alleviate the pain, no longer caring about dignity or
restraint . With all her might, she screamed, "I'll say it... quickly take... that thing out...
ah... ah... I... I... want you to lick... lick my asshole, to have you fuck my asshole with your big cock...
ah... ah... it hurts so much..."

The black-clad man laughed wildly, saying, "Don't worry, beauty, I'll grant your wish!" With that, he pulled the hilt of the sword from
Zhao Shuzhen's vagina, grabbed her buttocks with both hands, and began to lick her anus fiercely with the tip of his tongue. After licking her enough
, he straightened up, slapped Zhao Shuzhen's buttocks, spat into her
anus , and, holding his large penis, forcefully squeezed it into the girl's tight anus.

Anal sex isn't something every woman can handle, especially a delicate young lady like Zhao Shuzhen.

The moment the thick penis head entered her anus, a pain ten times more intense than when she was deflowered caused her
to let out a piercing scream like a pig being slaughtered. By the time most of his penis was inside, the girl's tender anus was
stretched open, and trickles of blood flowed down her buttocks. The fright of the night, the physical pain, and the mental
torment had exceeded Zhao Shuzhen's limits. Her eyes rolled back, saliva dripped from her mouth, her face contorted, and
she fell into a semi-conscious state.

But the man in black paid no heed to any of this, silently venting his lust. He grabbed Zhao Shuzhen's
hair with one hand and slapped her buttocks hard with the other, straddling her like a horse, his huge penis violently thrusting into the girl's
anus . The head of his penis pierced her rectum, the anal sphincter tightly gripping his penis, making him throw his head back and howl with pleasure.

"So good, so good, so good, fucking a woman's ass is so good!" the man in black shouted, completely ignoring
the girl had already fainted from the pain. The huge penis going in and out of her anus actually brought out a lot of anal oil, further increasing
the lubrication. After at least a hundred or so thrusts, the man in black felt another wave of climax coming.

He knew that this would be the end of the night.

Leaning down against Zhao Shuzhen's smooth, bare back, the man in black breathed heavily, his mouth close to
the girl's ear, not caring whether she could hear him or not, and said, "You...you didn't want to know who I am
? Before you leave, I'll tell you, my nickname is 'Flower Demon,' and my name...is Cong Zhongxiao...
uh..."

One of the man in black's hands gripped Zhao Shuzhen's neck, venting his last desire, his large penis brutally pounding her anus,
making muffled "thump...thump..." sounds. At the moment of his soul leaving his body, he roared:
"Don't be a woman in your next life! Ah..." As a large gush of thick semen sprayed into the girl's anus, he released a burst of internal energy,
snapping her neck.

The light in the wooden house remained on, and the man in black was already dressed. He dragged Zhao Shuzhen's body to the ground,
leaving her sprawled out. The girl's eyes were still wide open, filled with anger and
resentment; her young life of eighteen years had ended so humiliatingly in the long, cold night.

Her neck had been snapped by the man in black with his internal force; her head lay limply to one side, her cheeks swollen, her body
covered in bruises and welts, her lower body stained with blood and semen—a gruesome death.

The man in black seemed to regain his composure; his eyes, hidden behind his mask, gleamed with an eerie and sinister light. He took out
a long white cloth, spread it on the ground, picked up a short sword from the table, and then knelt down, staring at
Zhao Shuzhen's lifeless face.

"Don't hate me. Hate yourself for being born a woman." The man in black's words had barely faded when he swung his short sword
. A flash of cold light, a spurt of blood—Zhao Shuzhen's left breast had been cruelly severed.

The breast rolled to the side, a large amount of blood gushing from the wound, quickly staining the girl's body red.

The man in black's act of cutting off Zhao Shuzhen's breast was clearly deliberate; it was his usual method of committing crimes.
With his hands stained with the girl's blood, he wrote
twelve large, flamboyant characters on the white cloth:

"The one who raped and murdered this woman is none other than the Flower Demon Laughing in the Grove!"

[The End]

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