【The Chronicles of a Lewd and Cruel Martial World: The Green Couple's Martial World】(Chapter Seven)

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Chapter Seven
Under the bright moon, a long, dark arrow, seemingly appearing out of nowhere
, pierced through the black-clad assassin's head with a "thud," passing right through his skull
. Its momentum carried it forward, striking Sheng Tianyang
in the chest. This sudden turn of events caused Sheng Tianyang to stumble back several steps. Wen Jing cried out,
"Brother Sheng, be careful!"
Sheng Tianyang steadied himself, gripped the arrow shaft, and with a muffled roar, pulled it out, throwing the arrow and the assassin's corpse aside.
Fortunately, the arrowhead hadn't penetrated deeply, but his grey robe was stained crimson. At the same time, the sound of arrows whistling through the air
rose again. Without even glancing at his own injuries, he leaped towards Wen Jing. In the bright moonlight, Wen Jing, clutching her pipa, was
lifted by Sheng Tianyang and leaped off the roof of the waterside pavilion. Behind them,
a series of "thud thud thud" sounds rang out; a volley of arrows, seemingly appearing from nowhere, had already struck the spot where they had just been. Wen Jing looked back and saw
a masked man in black, seemingly appearing out of nowhere on the roof, with a crossbow-like mechanism on his arm, aiming at them
. The arrows had been fired by this man.
Sheng Tianyang carried Wen Jing over the courtyard wall. Adjacent to the waterside pavilion was Ningxiang Tower's extremely spacious back garden.
Behind them, the whistling of arrows cutting through the wind echoed intermittently. Sheng Tianyang leaped continuously towards the shadowy
spots in the garden, weaving left and right through several artificial hills and trees, until he reached a warm house and burst through the door
. The house was dark and empty. Sheng Tianyang went inside and put Wen Jing down, then suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Wen Jing was shocked. She gently touched the wound on his chest and asked in a low voice with concern, "Brother Sheng, how...
how is your injury?"
Sheng Tianyang shook his head, his voice hoarse as he lowered his voice and said, "The flesh wound is nothing serious, but this arrow seems to
be poisoned. My internal energy is in turmoil, like a raging storm. It seems we must deal with the enemy quickly
! Damn it, this assassin was so silent that I didn't even notice him beforehand. Could it be another one of those demonic cult
's corpses?"
Wen Jing said softly, "It doesn't seem so. Just now on the rooftop, I didn't sense anyone else
's presence either." Regarding the traces, I remember Sister Su once said that the puppet assassins needed someone to control them to move
. The courtyard of the waterside pavilion isn't large. If the assassins were puppets controlled by someone, how could they have both managed to slip past
us?
Sheng Tianyang frowned and said, "That's strange. The rooftop is so open; there's nowhere to hide.
And among the masters of lightness skill in the martial world, even someone as skilled as Ding Peng couldn't make someone disappear into
thin air. I really can't imagine which sect in the martial world has such ability and martial arts."
Wen Jing blinked secretly. Suddenly, she exclaimed, "That's right, Brother Sheng's words have reminded me. I've heard that in Japan,
there's a martial art called ninjutsu, which allows one to conceal themselves in various environments before
striking and killing the enemy. Could that assassin be a ninja?" She paused slightly, then whispered, "
The enemy I just saw seemed to be down to only one person. I wonder if he's already caught up with them outside?"
Sheng Tianyang moved to the door and slowly opened it. Outside the warm house, the trees and leaves swayed, and the flowerbeds and rockeries were shrouded
in the night. Everything was quiet. Suddenly, a "thud" sounded, seemingly from nowhere... A long
arrow shot in from outside the door, stuck to the wall inside the room and still swaying. Sheng Tianyang shouted towards the outside, "Who is this
friend from Chang Le Palace outside? If you're a man, don't hide and shoot arrows from outside.
Why don't you come in and fight me?"
After a while, a voice sneered from outside, "Hmph, you've been hit by my Northern Darkness Soul-Snatching
Arrow. In a moment, your meridians will be shattered. If you're a man, don't be a coward inside. Come out and I'll give you
a quick death." His voice was deep but elusive, seemingly impossible to fathom.
Enraged, Sheng Tianyang was about to storm out the door when Wen Jing quickly stopped him, whispering, "Brother Sheng, I'm
in the open while he's in the shadows. Don't fall for the enemy's trick!"
Sheng Tianyang frowned and said in a deep voice, "The poison on this arrow is extremely potent. The toxicity mixed with my internal energy is constantly impacting
all my meridians. I only have about half an incense stick's time left.
If we don't go out now to lure him out, are we just going to sit here and wait to die?"
Wen Jing said softly, "My pipa's 'Ten Sides Ambush' sound array shouldn't be too difficult to find where he's hiding." "But
Brother Sheng is injured and cannot delay. We should at least make a decisive move when we do!"
Sheng Tianyang pondered for a moment and nodded, "Miss is right. Not only should we defeat him in one strike, but it would be best if we could
leave him alive. But whether it will work or not, let's try!"
Wen Jing picked up the pipa in her arms, her fingers brushing across the strings. The clear and melodious sound of the pipa flowed from her fingertips,
the tone gradually fading away, like a clear spring in the mountains, yet also containing a faint sound of surging waves. The pipa music lingered
until it reached the night sky in the garden outside the gate. Sheng Tianyang listened and felt that the world around him was gradually enveloped by the notes played by Wen Jing
. The tone seemed to have an indescribable magic, making people gradually lose their senses.
Suddenly, Wen Jing exclaimed softly, "The Li position is three and six, the Kun position is two and seven!"
As soon as she finished speaking, an arrow shot towards her through the small window. Wen Jing's slender fingers deftly flicked the bowstring, producing
a sound like the clash of swords and the thunder of horses. The arrow, as if encountering an invisible wall of energy, was violently deflected with a "bang"
and bounced into a corner.
At the same time, Sheng Tianyang flicked his wrist, and a silver ingot transformed into a white light
, shooting towards a large tree in the distance outside the door. With a "thud," a figure fell from the tree.
Sheng Tianyang laughed loudly, then charged towards the figure like an arrow released from a bow. Wen Jing shouted, "
Brother Sheng, be careful!" Before she finished speaking, Sheng Tianyang had already reached the tree. A loud "bang" was heard, as if something
had exploded, and smoke immediately filled the area beneath the tree. Sheng Tianyang quickly struck the tree trunk with his palm to stop himself,
using the momentum to leap backward. In that instant, a black figure burst out of the smoke and leaped onto the garden
's flower wall.
The figure seemed to be severely injured; after leaping onto the flower wall, he clutched his chest and abdomen, his feet constantly
running along the wall towards the roof. However, the music of the pipa, like an ambush from ten sides, constantly enveloped him. At this moment…
A red figure instantly appeared behind him. Wen Jing's slender fingers plucked the strings in rapid succession, and she softly chanted, "Shift
Palace, Jade Merchant, Flying Horn, Flowing Melody, Clear Feather!" Five sound waves, transformed into arrows of energy, shot out from her strings in unison
, striking the black figure with a series of "bangs." The black figure let out a muffled groan and
plummeted from the eaves into the waterside courtyard.
Just as Wen Jing was about to leap down, a white figure suddenly flashed past her, appearing like the wind before her
. A scream echoed from the courtyard. Wen Jing quickly swooped down and saw
the black-clad man lying motionless on the ground in the moonlight, blood gushing from his throat. Beside him
stood a white-clad youth, his fingers still stained with blood. The moonlight illuminated his beautiful, almost feminine face
; it was none other than the handsome young man, Ding Peng.
Wen Jing's pretty face darkened, and she said, "Little Peng'er, why did you kill him as soon as you arrived?"
Ding Peng bent down and gently pried open the black-clad man's tightly clenched fist, took something from his hand, and threw it
into the lotus pond beside him. A loud "boom" was heard, and the water splashed several feet high. Ding Peng turned
to Wen Jing and said, "This thing is called 'Palm Thunder,' used by Japanese ninjas to perish together with the enemy when a mission fails
. When Peng'er arrived, he was afraid he would hurt you, so he killed him first. Please forgive him, Miss!"
At this moment, a figure in gray robes also leaped over the courtyard wall. Wen Jing turned back and said, "Brother Sheng, are you alright?"
Sheng Tianyang said in a muffled voice, "I'm fine! Ding Peng, you useless, lowly servant, why the hell did you only
arrive now?"
Ding Peng smiled and said, "It's all Peng'er's fault for being useless." "I just went outside the city to check on Brother Zhao and the others
, and found that they had all been murdered. Knowing something was wrong, I rushed back. Luckily, Brother Sheng was
there to protect you, Miss. Otherwise, if anything had happened to you, I, Peng'er, would have been damned!"
Wen Jing chuckled, then snorted, "You little Peng'er, you always
say nice things after the fact. If it weren't for Brother Sheng tonight, I probably would have been murdered by Chang Le Palace
! If I had known you were such a useless servant, I would have kept you in the fort with Boss Wen!"
Ding Peng nodded and smiled, "Yes, yes! But if that's the case, Peng'er is fine, but Miss, playing here
without anyone to keep you company, isn't it too boring and lonely?"
Wen Jing blushed and turned away, snorting. "Who cares if you accompany me?"
Sheng Tianyang laughed, walked to the man in black, and turned his body over. Besides
a large gash in his throat from Ding Peng's sword, bleeding profusely, there was also a deep wound in his abdomen that exposed his internal organs. Sheng Tianyang removed
the black veil covering the man's face, revealing a bearded man. Sheng Tianyang frowned and said, "What
a pity! This assassin was killed by Brother Ding. Otherwise, I would have used every means to make him reveal
who the traitor in the Wen family was."
Ding Peng raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised, and asked, "The Wen family has a traitor? Where did Brother Sheng get this information
?"
Wen Jing said to Ding Peng, "Just now, Brother Sheng captured an assassin from Chang Le Palace. According to the assassin's dying words,
a mysterious woman from Wen Family Fortress told Chang Le Palace about the sandalwood..." The wooden box is still in Ningxiang Tower, which is why Changle Palace sent
assassins. Peng'er, when you came here just now, did you notice anyone suspicious?"
Ding Peng frowned upon hearing Wen Jing's words and said, "How could this be? The wooden box is clearly no
longer in Master Ma's hands, so why would Changle Palace send assassins? Just now, outside Ningxiang Tower, I saw
a figure flash by in the shadows, which is why I rushed here to Miss. Could it be..."
Before he could finish speaking, Sheng Tianyang, who was standing to the side, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and his body
slowly slumped down. Wen Jing cried out in alarm, "Brother Sheng!"
Ding Peng rushed to Sheng Tianyang's side and supported him, striking several acupoints on his chest and back with lightning speed
. He closed his eyes tightly and seemed to have lost consciousness.
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...

A rustling of the beaded curtain came from outside the door, and a pretty woman in a red dress entered carrying a wooden tray. Seeing
Sheng Tianyang awake, a joyful smile immediately appeared on her face. "Brother Sheng, you're finally awake
! You were unconscious all night, and I was so worried!"
Sheng Tianyang, seeing the overflowing concern and joy on Wen Jing's face, smiled and said, "Thank you so much,
Miss, for saving me again. But I owe you so much, Miss, it's a real headache. I don't know how to repay
you!"
Wen Jing smiled sweetly and placed the wooden tray on the small table beside the bed, saying, "Brother Sheng, there's no need to thank me
. It was Sister Su Mei who treated your injuries. However, Sister Su said that you were poisoned by the Northern Darkness Soul-Snatching Arrow from Chang Le Palace. This poison travels
against the flow of qi through the meridians, and if you use your internal energy, it will accelerate the poison's entry into your heart. Sister Su ca
n't..." "Since this poison can't be neutralized, Brother Sheng, you can only rest for now. Let's wait for Peng'er to bring Miss Chu over so she can examine you
!"
Sheng Tianyang laughed. "Luckily, this cold beauty doesn't know I've been
badmouthing her behind her back. Otherwise, without someone to cure me, wouldn't that be terrible? Haha!"
Wen Jing smiled, picked up a covered cup from the plate, and sat down by the bed, leaning against Sheng Tianyang. She said softly, "Who told you,
you filthy scoundrel, to be so lucky? It's your destiny to have so many beauties come to your rescue. Although I can't cure your injuries
or detoxify you, I spent a whole night preparing this Snow Dew, which is very beneficial for restoring your true qi and internal strength.
Let me feed it to you first, then you can thank me, okay?"
She held the small spoon to Sheng Tianyang's lips, but he didn't open his mouth, just stared blankly. Wen Jing laughed
, "You filthy scoundrel, instead of taking your medicine obediently, what are you thinking about now, lost in thought?"
After a long silence, Sheng Tianyang sighed softly and said, "I, surnamed Sheng, was originally just a
lecherous rogue, hunted by everyone in the martial world, a fugitive on the run. I was only able to survive because Miss took me in. Last time, when I was on the verge of death due to a qi deviation, I was also fortunate enough to be saved by Miss 　　's selfless devotion. How can I ever repay
such kindness in this life?" 　　 "...Brother Sheng!" Wen Jing smiled and kissed Sheng Tianyang's cheek, softly saying: 　　"Everyone in the martial world says you're a notorious lecher, but in Jing'er's eyes, you're a true hero 　　... Actually, Jing'er saved you to repay your life-saving grace to me. Six years ago in Yanzhou Prefecture, you 　　saved my life. I wonder if Brother Sheng still remembers?" 　　 Sheng Tianyang raised his thick eyebrows slightly, looking somewhat surprised. "Really? I've never remembered that before... I 　　only remember killing the Yanzhou prefect, the Demonic Sect master Murong Yuan, six years ago in the Yanzhou Prefecture. Could it be that Miss 　　is referring to that?" 　　 Wen Jing nodded. "Exactly!" Her gaze shifted, then turned somber. "That Prefect of Yanzhou, Murong 　　Yuan, was one of the Demonic Cult masters who besieged my father, Lord Wen, in Lingnan back then. Because he was ostensibly 　　a government official of the righteous path, our Wen family, though we discovered his true background, didn't have a good 　　plan to deal with him. 　　 But back then, Jing'er was eager for revenge and had never encountered a true martial arts master. Acting impulsively, she secretly 　　went to Yanzhou alone, without telling the eldest brother of the Wen family, intending to kill Prefect Murong…" 　　 Sheng Tianyang nodded, "Miss wanted to kill Prefect Murong? But I remember that Murong Yuan was originally 　　a master of the Shadowless Hall of the Demonic Cult…" " First, his skill in wielding six longswords simultaneously is unparalleled. I myself 　　fought him for over a hundred moves before barely winning. I wonder what formidable skills you, Miss, possessed back then, that you were confident you could kill him?" 　　 Wen Jing blushed and said, "What formidable skills did I possess back then? Looking back now, it was nothing more than rudimentary 　　tricks. Jing'er simply disguised herself as a man and bribed some martial arts figures in the city 　　. Originally, I planned to use Tang Clan hidden weapons first, then rely on our superior numbers to ambush and assassinate Prefect Murong. However, after engaging in combat, I realized 　　how powerful Prefect Murong was. In one battle, he killed more than half of the twenty-odd people." The rest, including me, 　　were captured by his men. Although Jing'er had bribed the officials beforehand, preparing to 　　let us escape at the first opportunity, who knew that Prefect Murong wouldn't even conduct a trial and wanted to behead us all the next day! Fortunately, 　　that night Brother Sheng massacred the prefectural government, killed Murong Yuan, and released all the prisoners in our jail, otherwise 　　Jing'er would probably be in big trouble! ..." 　　 Sheng Tianyang laughed loudly, "So that's how it is, interesting, interesting! But I killed him because Prefect Murong 　　has always committed many evils, and he even secretly used the internal organs of death row inmates to refine demonic elixirs. I... " She had always loved 　　fighting against the Demonic Cult, and in a fierce battle, she took the head of Prefect Murong, releasing the prisoners in the yamen as well. Finally, she 　　burned down the Yanzhou yamen, a moment that still brings her immense satisfaction! It's just that I never imagined 　　you, that naive little girl from back then, would still be imprisoned there! ...Speaking of which, 　　why wasn't your betrothed, Ding Peng, by your side to help you take revenge back then?" 　　 Wen Jing laughed, "Back then, little Peng hadn't come to Wen Family Fort yet, and I didn't have a Ding Peng husband." She 　　paused, then continued, "Back then, the Ding family and our Wen..." "My family is a renowned family in Lingnan, and our ancestors even 　　arranged a marriage for us when we were still children. However, nearly twenty years ago, the Demonic Sect launched a massive attack on Lingnan, and the battle was incredibly fierce. 　　Although our righteous path repelled many of the Demonic Sect's experts, my father succumbed to his injuries and died, and my mother disappeared without a trace. 　　The Ding family was also wiped out by the Demonic Sect for helping our Wen family. It wasn't until five years ago, when Xiaopeng came to Wen Family 　　Fortress, that we learned that the Ding family still had this sole surviving descendant..." 　　 Sheng Tianyang laughed, "So the Ding family has such a deep connection with your Wen family. However, 　　it's a pity that such a beautiful woman as Miss was arranged in childhood." "To marry that useless, lowly servant Ding Peng, if it were 　　someone like me, wouldn't I be ten times better than that brat?" 　　 Wen Jing chuckled lightly. "The Ding family suffered this annihilation because of our Wen family, how can you speak of them like that 　　? It's a pity that Peng'er's husband stayed up all night protecting you, Brother Sheng, and is now exhausted and 　　sleeping in the outer room of this wing!" 　　 Sheng Tianyang chuckled. "Not bad, not bad, I was just talking nonsense, Miss, you don't need to take it 　　to heart!" Wen Jing smiled faintly, reaching out her slender hand to gently stroke the 　　crisscrossing lines 　　 on Sheng Tianyang's bare, broad chest . With a scar on her face, she said softly, "Brother Sheng, what you say is true. Although I both hate and 　　love that servant boy, I was 　　already captivated when I first saw such a magnificent man as you in the Yanzhou government office..." She paused, then looked up at Sheng Tianyang and smiled, "After talking for so 　　long, this Snow Dew has cooled down. Let me feed you first, okay?" 　　 Sheng Tianyang smiled and opened his mouth, letting Wen Jing feed him with a small spoon. Sure enough, the thick, gelatinous dew 　　melted in his throat and felt incredibly cool in his stomach, relieving the stagnation in his chest and abdomen. Wen Jing leaned closer and 　　carefully fed him spoonful by spoonful. The two gradually became intimate, and 　　Sheng Tianyang felt the beautiful woman beside him exhaling fragrant breath, the subtle scent emanating from her body constantly tantalizing his soul. Sheng Tianyang couldn't contain his excitement 　　. He felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, and before he knew it, his penis was erect and hard through his clothes. 　　He chuckled, trying to hide his arousal, "I never thought I'd be so lucky to be served so attentively by Miss Wen. If it were 　　any of the other prostitutes in Ningxiang Pavilion, my lecherous nature would have been uncontrollable, and I would have 　　raped her right here! Hehe!" 　　 Wen Jing gently pursed her lips, then suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I'm hoping you, you 　　lecherous thief, will treat me like a prostitute and rape me. So what?" 　　 Sheng Tianyang could no longer restrain himself. He snatched the covered cup from her hand and drank it in one gulp. He threw the cup aside, reached out, and 　　pulled Wen Jing onto the bed, embracing her tightly. Wen Jing showed no resistance; her beautiful and charming face seemed...

With a half-smile, her red lips seemed to drip with water, and her eyes shimmered with desire as she lay in his arms, gazing at him alluringly. Sheng
Tianyang leaned down and sealed her cherry lips with his large mouth. Wen Jing only let out a soft "Mmm," her soft, delicate body
twisting slightly in his arms before she also embraced Sheng Tianyang and slumped into his embrace.
The candlelight flickered, and the two people embracing on the warm bed had their tongues passionately intertwined in each other's mouths. In his
arms, Wen Jing felt her soft, delicate tongue being forcefully sucked into his mouth, even
the sweet, fragrant saliva in her mouth being greedily devoured by his tongue. At the same time, Wen Jing felt
the ribbon of her clothes being torn open by Sheng Tianyang. Her body slightly yielded, obediently allowing the burly man in front of her to strip off
her undergarments, until her light red dress and her fragrant undergarments were ripped off by his large hands
and roughly thrown to the side of the bed.
In the candlelight, Wen Jing's exquisitely beautiful body, exuding a delicate fragrance, her flawless white skin,
her full and perky breasts, and the thick, alluring darkness between her tightly closed legs, were all
laid bare in Sheng Tianyang's arms. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and even her lips, which were being kissed
by Sheng Tianyang, emitted shy "mmm" sounds. She instinctively covered her bare, full
breasts, but Sheng Tianyang pulled her arms away, his large hand unceremoniously grasping and
kneading one of her full, tempting breasts.
With each kneading motion, the full, white breast changed shape, but their
lips remained pressed together, kissing incessantly. Sheng Tianyang grasped and kneaded one of Wen Jing's breasts with one hand,
while his other hand explored between her legs,
reaching for the thick, dark pubic hair. Wen Jing, stimulated, couldn't help but moan softly, her waist twisting slightly, but his rough fingers still managed to part the thick pubic hair of her vulva. His touch revealed her
labia and the area around her opening to be wet and slippery.
Sheng Tianyang lewdly rubbed and rotated her erect, rosy nipple, while simultaneously
pressing on her vulva, pinching and playing with her swollen clitoris between his fingers. His fingers
gently moved downwards, tracing the slippery opening and touching the sensitive folds of her anus. Sheng
Tianyang pressed his fingertips against the folds of her anus and clitoris, gently kneading them together. Seemingly unintentionally, with a slight increase in pressure, his fingertip
sank into her anus, causing Wen Jing to tremble with a soft "Ugh~".
Under the constant stimulation from both above and below, Wen Jing's moans grew increasingly rapid.
Finally, with great effort, she managed to pull her tongue away from Sheng Tianyang's mouth. Although their lips were separated, their
saliva had already mingled at their point of contact, dripping down her cheeks. Wen Jing's face was flushed,
her lips red and inviting. She wrapped her arms around Sheng Tianyang's neck, enduring
the waves of pleasure from the constant caressing of her nipples and clitoris. Her naked, snow-white skin trembled slightly as his large hands roamed freely over her body.
She lowered her head, biting her cherry lips and panting softly, "I never imagined you, you damned lecherous thief,
could be so skilled at handling a young woman!... Jing'er wants to feel good... Aren't you going to hurry up?... Ah... Don't stop...
You lecherous thief, you're so annoying!..."
Just as she continued to moan, enjoying the relentless stimulation, Sheng Tianyang suddenly stopped his actions
. Wen Jing raised her head slightly, looking at him with a puzzled expression. Sheng Tianyang chuckled and said, "Hmph! I'm
known as the 'Demon of Lust,' having played with countless women of the martial world, but it's always been women begging me to rape them! You, this
little slut from Ningxiang Pavilion, are only pretty, so why should I make you feel good?"
Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, then cast a resentful glance at Sheng Tianyang before bowing
her head and speaking softly and obediently, "...Yes! Jing'er understands. It was this servant's fault for not serving Master Sheng well enough
. Please punish me, Master!"
Sheng Tianyang casually pinched Wen Jing's nipple and chuckled, "You slut, you've learned to be a slut quite quickly.
So, tell me, according to the rules of your Ningxiang Pavilion, how should you punish me?"
Wen Jing looked at Sheng Tianyang's slightly upturned smile... She paused for a moment, then bit her lip and said, "...According to
the rules of Ningxiang Pavilion, please, Master Sheng, reward Jing'er
with a slap!" Sheng Tianyang laughed, "Good!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped her hard. Wen Jing
let out a cry of pain, turned to the side, covered half of her flushed cheek, and lay on the edge of the bed. Sheng Tianyang didn't even look at her, but crossed
his legs and said coldly, "Considering that you, this slut, are sensible, I will now reward you, this whore
, by licking my feet. If you don't do a good job, you can slap yourself!"
Wen Jing covered her flushed cheek and stood there for a long time before softly saying, "Yes! This servant thanks Master Sheng for the reward!"
She slowly crawled to Sheng Tianyang's raised feet and removed the cloth socks from his feet. A strong smell of foot sweat immediately
wafted from his dark feet.
Wen Jing, pampered and accustomed to cleanliness since childhood, hesitated for a moment. Sheng Tianyang coldly
laughed, "What? If you can't even serve a customer properly, what right do you, this slut, have to be a lowly whore in a brothel
?"
Wen Jing lowered her eyes and softly replied, "Yes! Jing'er is indeed a lowly whore. Since Master Sheng doesn't mind, Jing'er will serve you
by licking your feet!" Having said that, she indeed extended her soft, delicate tongue and slowly licked Sheng Tianyang's instep, repeatedly
moving her tongue up and down, licking and sucking over the entire instep of his large foot. She truly considered herself
a prostitute in this Ningxiang Pavilion, enduring the salty and sour taste and the strong smell of foot sweat. Even
the tiny specks of dirt that her tongue brushed against on his feet, she closed her eyes and swallowed with her saliva.
She licked from the instep of Sheng Tianyang's foot to his heel, slowly softening the calluses with her saliva until
she reached the sole. Then, she took his large big toe into her mouth and sucked on it forcefully.
Sheng Tianyang watched Wen Jing kneeling before him, sucking his toes. Suddenly, he casually flicked his wrist
, and the silk covering the tall bronze mirror beside the bed fell to the ground. The mirror clearly reflected their
images. Sheng Tianyang chuckled, "You slut, take a good look at yourself!
Isn't your lowly way of serving me quite despicable? Does your cheap, slutty cunt deserve my penis to fuck it?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Jing trembled slightly. She turned her head to look in the mirror and saw her beautiful reflection: her hair disheveled, her snow-white buttocks
high, and she was lying naked at Sheng Tianyang's feet. Her two full breasts dangled with rosy nipples
, and her dark, damp pubic hair was slightly disheveled, revealing glimpses of her alluring, deep red labia
, radiating an irresistible, moist sheen. In her mouth, she was not only
sucking on the man's large, dark toes like a bitch, but also diligently pleasing him. At this moment
, to anyone else, she looked no different from the lowest, most despicable prostitute in a brothel. Where was the trace of her usual
pampered, beautiful, and willful demeanor as the eldest daughter of the Wen family, one of the three beauties of the martial arts world?
But seeing her own utterly degrading appearance, Wen Jing unconsciously began to have a strange illusion, as if
she were inherently a lowly prostitute in this Ningxiang Pavilion, and being humiliated naked by customers, licking their feet, was just a
matter of course. Thinking this way, she slowly began to get used to
the smell on her feet that she should have found unbearable, and the stench of sweat even seemed to have an indescribable allure and stimulation. Coupled with seeing her own
degrading appearance in the mirror, it transformed into waves of strange, stimulating pleasure in Wen Jing's heart, like an aphrodisiac constantly assaulting
her mind. Before she knew it, Wen Jing felt her lower body, with the empty longing of her vagina to be filled by a penis,
throbbing and secreting fluids.
Wen Jing's pretty face and neck were flushed, her heart filled with the intense
pleasure of humiliation and stimulation. Sheng Tianyang, however, seemed to be enjoying himself immensely. He looked at this beautiful and noble woman,
the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, whom countless handsome young men longed to see but could never attain, now
kneeling naked before him like a prostitute, sucking his toes like a dog. His penis
, erect and impressive in length and size, stood proudly through her clothes, yet he didn't remove his clothes to expose his large member
, seemingly deliberately disdaining to let Wen Jing see it.
Sheng Tianyang enjoyed himself for a long time before finally pulling his toes from her mouth and placing them on her
dark, thick pubic hair. He dipped his toes in her vaginal fluids and slowly slid them back and forth along her wet, sticky vaginal
opening, occasionally rubbing against her anus.
Wen Jing lowered her head, her body trembling slightly as she gasped for breath, her legs spread wide, her eyes fixed on
him as he played with her genitals with his toes. When she saw Sheng Tianyang's toes pull a
glistening, viscous, lustful fluid from between her labia, her face flushed involuntarily. Sheng Tianyang chuckled, "Just licking
your feet and your cunt's already this wet? You slut, you can't wait to be fucked by my cock,
can you?"
Wen Jing, already aroused by Sheng Tianyang, couldn't resist reaching her slender hand to her genitals,
rubbing her swollen, red clitoris as she trembled, "...Yes! This slut, Jing'er
, just licking Master Sheng's feet... and my cunt wants to be fucked... Waaah... Please, Master, grant Jing'er's wish
!..."
With a sharp "slap," Sheng Tianyang, seemingly showing no mercy, slapped her across the face,
angrily snorting, "You bitch, when did I ever allow you to masturbate in private?" He leaned against the headboard and
chuckled leisurely, "Since you're begging me to fuck your slutty cunt, why don't you crawl over here and lick my big cock until it's good
? Didn't that slut surnamed Su teach you how to serve your customers?"
Wen Jing, despite the slap, covered her cheek and whispered with delight, "...Yes!" She quickly crawled to
Sheng Tianyang's side and carefully undressed him. When she pulled down Sheng Tianyang's pants, his
thick, erect penis, like a weapon, sprang out stiffly. Sheng Tianyang's penis was a staggering six
inches long, a thick, dark shaft as thick as an infant's arm, covered with jagged, twisted veins.
Clear, sticky fluid oozed from the glans, the size of a purple plum. Heavy, walnut-sized,
dark testicles hung from the thick, messy black pubic hair beneath the shaft.
Sheng Tianyang's enormous, black penis, like a steel rod, exuded the unique, pungent
odor of a mature man, standing erect before Wen Jing's beautiful face, made even more radiant by her blush. Wen Jing stared intently
, her slender hand gently grasping Sheng Tianyang's penis, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "So big! No wonder Brother Sheng
blindfolded me and acupunctured me before raping me last time. I was so badly violated by you that time. It turns out that
Brother Sheng's penis is truly incomparable to that little boy's!..." As she spoke, her
lips covered Sheng Tianyang's large, purplish-red glans, her two red lips tightly enveloping the urethral opening. Her fragrant tongue scraped up the semen that kept seeping from the urethral opening and put it into her mouth, seemingly unbothered by the strong, fishy 　　smell
of the dark penis . 　　 Wen Jing lowered her head, her slender hands grasping Sheng Tianyang's thick, erect penis. Her cherry lips engulfed the large 　　, purplish-red glans, moving it rhythmically, sucking and swallowing. The glans seemed so enormous that her cheeks swelled, as if her mouth was 　　completely filled. Her saliva dripped from her mouth, running down the shaft and wetting her pubic hair and scrotum, but 　　she used it as lubrication, moving even faster. 　　 Sheng Tianyang watched this naked beauty suck his penis, laughing smugly, "This 　　Asura Demon's penis of mine has defiled countless beauties in the martial world! Your cheap slut married that lowly servant husband, a 　　pretty boy, does his cock even compare to mine? If he dressed as a woman, he'd be 　　quite good getting fucked in this Ningxiang Pavilion, hahaha!" 　　 Wen Jing continued to stroke Sheng Tianyang's penis, raising her head to look at him with a mixture of shyness and reproach. With a single 　　glance, she breathed softly and said coquettishly, "...You disgusting, filthy lecher!...How can you rape another 　　man's wife and then humiliate his husband like this?...Hehe...Could it be that you also figured out...that little rascal 　　has homosexual tendencies?... " 　　 Sheng Tianyang pulled Wen Jing into his arms, grasped her full breasts and kneaded them roughly, 　　chuckling, "Since I'm known as the lecherous devil, how could I not understand you, you slut, and that lowly servant Ding Peng..."

"Your preferences? That brat not only has homosexual tendencies, but he also loves to deliberately send his wife to be raped so he
can be cuckolded! But this suits your heart perfectly, you slut. Am I right or wrong?"
"...Nonsense! No...no way!" Wen Jing blushed crimson, twisting her body but Sheng Tianyang
held her tightly. She was both ashamed and angry, and scolded Sheng Tianyang, "...You heartless, lecherous scoundrel!
I told you everything I was devoted to you, and this is how you see me! I'm going back now, and
I'll never talk to you again!"
"Hmph, still saying no?" Sheng Tianyang chuckled, turning to shout towards the door of the room, "Ding Peng, you
cuckolded bastard! How long are you going to hide outside? Do you think I've lost my inner strength and become deaf
?"

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