【The Two Beauties of Purple and Green】

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Chapter One
Small hills overlap 　　, 　　their golden light shimmering and fading. Her hair, like clouds, seems to brush against her snowy cheeks. She rises 　　lazily, her eyebrows arched, her makeup and dressing delayed. 　　Looking in the mirrors before and after her, her face and the flowers reflect each other. She wears 　　a newly embroidered silk robe, adorned with a pair of golden partridges. 　　Mount Emei in Sichuan is steep and precipitous, its paths rugged and difficult to traverse. Even when paths exist, they are merely narrow , winding trails. 　　Ordinary farmers and villagers consider climbing the mountain daunting. Occasionally, a brave young man might attempt an adventure or a gamble 　　, but he invariably returns in disarray. The mountains are mostly covered in primeval forests, inhabited by fierce tigers and leopards 　　, but monkeys are the most numerous. 　　Within these treacherous, deep mountain peaks lies a peak called Sunrise Peak, upon which stands a Golden Summit Temple. The 　　temple's origins are unknown; it was originally abandoned, but over seventy years ago, a disillusioned woman from Xiangyang 　　, having renounced worldly life, shaved her head and became a nun. 　　This woman, originally from a family with a strong martial arts tradition, comprehended the true essence of martial arts during her solitary cultivation. Her light-footed swordsmanship and other skills developed into a unique style. She often 　　leaped among the treetops, using branches as swords to playfully poke and stab monkeys. Over time, her strikes became 　　infallible, making her a first-rate swordsman. In her middle age, she rescued an orphan girl at the foot of the mountain, named her Jingxu, and devoted herself to her upbringing, passing on her mantle. 　　Later, the nun fell ill and passed away, but the orphan girl carried on her master's legacy, surpassing her teacher and refining the swordsmanship, 　　naming it the Golden Summit Sword Technique. Jingxu frequently descended the mountain to uphold justice, rarely encountering an opponent for over twenty years. In her forties, 　　she followed her master's footsteps and became a nun, retiring from the martial world to live in seclusion in the mountains, diligently studying internal energy cultivation. 　　On one occasion, while going down the mountain to buy daily necessities, she rescued a seriously injured woman, but the woman ultimately succumbed to her injuries, 　　leaving behind two children, whom Jingxu took in and raised. 　　More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye. The two girls left behind by the woman who was seriously injured years ago have now grown into 　　a pair of graceful sisters. The elder sister, Xinyi, is eighteen years old and has already mastered ninety percent of the Golden Summit Sword Technique. Their master's internal energy cultivation technique, Yuanxia Gong, has also 　　been perfected. One evening, after practicing their sword techniques, Xinyi and her seventeen-year-old sister, Zhiyi, were covered in fragrant sweat. The two sisters 　　sat side by side in the back garden chatting. Both of them were young and full of dreams for the future. After a few words, they started talking about 　　their master asking them to go out and explore the world. 　　Zhiyi said, "Sister, it's so boring staying on this mountain every day. Besides, our kung fu is quite 　　good, and I don't think we're inferior to those so-called masters and heroes in the martial arts world. Why don't we go and ask Master to let us 　　go down the mountain and try our luck? 　　" Xinyi thought this suited her perfectly, but said lightly, "Perhaps Master sees that our martial arts haven't 　　reached their full potential and is afraid we'll suffer in the martial arts world, so he wants us to train for a few more years before going down the mountain!" 　　Zhiyi said, "Sigh! Sister, you really can endure it! It'll be so boring staying on this mountain." "I'm begging you, please, 　　come with me and beg Master to let us go down the mountain and broaden our horizons!" 　　Xin Yi said. "Alright! Then let's go talk to Master together at dinner!" 　　Zhi Yi smiled and said, "That's my good sister!" 　　Xin Yi smiled and said, "If I don't go with you to talk to Master, am I not your good sister?" After saying that, 　　she reached out and tickled Zhi Yi's armpit. Zhi Yi jumped away with a laugh and said, "Yes! Yes!" The two of them joked around for a while, 　　then whispered for a while, discussing how to plead with Master, and then went to wash up. 　　The two sisters walked towards the dining hall with heavy hearts, wondering if Master would agree. They couldn't help but feel anxious. When they 　　arrived at the dining hall and saw Master sitting at the head of the table waiting for them to eat, their hearts skipped a beat. Zhi Yi was so nervous that she reached 　　out her little finger and hooked Xin Yi's sleeve, blushing as she called out, "Master!" The two sisters then took their seats. 　　Seeing the two sisters' dazed expressions, Abbess Jingxu felt a little strange. These two beloved disciples, whom she had raised since childhood, were 　　lively, outgoing, and outspoken; why were they so hesitant today? A moment later, she understood. 　　Just as the two sisters were pondering how to get their master's approval, their minds racing with a thousand thoughts, 　　Abbess Jingxu suddenly yanked off her prayer beads. With a swift movement of her hands, hundreds of beads 　　shot towards the dazed Xinyi and Zhiyi, as if propelled by a powerful force. Abbess Jingxu then slammed her palms on the table, and a large bowl of vegetable soup transformed 　　into a torrential downpour, following the beads directly towards the two sisters. Startled, the sisters 　　drew their short swords, each using a move from the Golden Summit Sword Technique called "Sun-Rising Scales," their sword tips flashing with countless scales of light as they 　　met the oncoming beads. In an instant, the room was filled with sword light, and all the beads were knocked down one by one by the two sisters, the sword light 　　disappearing completely. 　　Xinyi was already kneeling on the ground, her clothes spotless, while Zhiyi was splattered with soup and knelt beside her sister 　　. 　　Xinyi said, "Disciple must have offended Master, causing Master to punish us. We sisters are willing to accept the punishment!" 　　But then Master Jingxu laughed and said, "Get up! Get up! Master was just testing your skills, don't be nervous! Get up 　　! Get up!" 　　Xinyi and Zhiyi slowly stood up, full of suspicion. Neither of them knew what their usually gentle and kind Master's 　　intentions were today. 　　Then Master Jingxu said, "You two want to go down the mountain and roam the martial world, don't you?" 　　Zhiyi said, "Master, how did you know?" 　　Master Jingxu said, "Alas! Who hasn't been young! I knew it the moment I saw you two little girls looking so mischievous 　　!" 　　Zhiyi said, "Master, you are truly insightful!" 　　Master Jingxu laughed, "Little girl, you don't need to flatter me. I've raised you for fifteen years, 　　and you can't even understand these little things? What kind of master am I? I was just testing your skills!" 　　Zhiyi laughed, "Then Master, you agree!" After saying that, she took Master Jingxu's hand and shook it gently. 　　Master Jingxu laughed, "You!" Then she turned to Xinyi and said, "Xinyi, your swordsmanship and internal strength are complete. 　　Your master allows you to go down the mountain and venture into the martial world to broaden your horizons!" 　　Xinyi was overjoyed, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" 　　Zhiyi asked, "What about me? What about me?" 　　Master Jingxu laughed, "You're covered in vegetable soup! You still dare to say that! Your swordsmanship is good, but your internal strength is still 　　lacking. Look, my clothes are all dry. Why is that? I just used the 'Rain of Flowers' technique 　　to shoot the prayer beads to test your swordsmanship, and the 'Equal Rain and Dew' move was to test your internal strength. Your sister..."

"In an instant, I used the fifth level of Yuanxia Gong to deflect the soup, while you were soaked to the bone..."
Zhiyi said, "That's because I was sitting closer..."
Master Jingxu said, "Don't say any more! Xinyi, pack your things, you can go down
the mountain in the next couple of days! Zhiyi! If you work harder on your internal energy, I think you'll be ready in a year at most, then you can go down the mountain and
meet up with your sister!"
Zhiyi was unhappy and pouted. Master Jingxu said, "You! Hurry up and improve your internal energy, don't be so
sulky!" A year passed quickly. After saying that, Master Jingxu turned and went back to her meditation room, ignoring Zhiyi and Xinyi
!
Two days later, Xinyi had packed her things and came to say goodbye to her master and Zhiyi. Master Jingxu only said,
"Be careful after you go down the mountain!" and then said nothing more. Zhiyi, on the other hand, seemed to have a lot to say. However, summoned by Abbess Jingxu to practice her martial arts, 　　she had no choice but to
leave reluctantly.
Chapter Two
Xinyi bowed to her master in farewell and left Mount Emei. After descending the mountain, she walked for a day, seeing only vast plains. Unsure of where to go, she felt 　　a pang of reluctance and couldn't help but shed tears. Fortunately, Xinyi was naturally lively and cheerful; her worries 　　vanished in an instant, and she strode forward into the unknown. After descending Mount Emei, Xinyi headed northeast 　　. 　　After two or three days, she finally reached a densely populated town. This girl, who had lived deep in the mountains since childhood, 　　was overjoyed to see such a beautiful town and fields for the first time. 　　Upon arriving in the town, Xinyi inquired and learned that it was called Guanliang Town, a bustling port 　　with a large population. Merchants from the north and south mostly gathered here to exchange goods, 　　and there were many inns. Xinyi wandered around the town, looking around. Everything was dazzling and 　　new to her, and her curiosity often led her to spend time observing and 　　pondering each thing. It wasn't until sunset that she realized she needed to find an inn to stay in. 　　Xinyi looked around the street; there were many inns, and the innkeepers were greeting guests. She found a 　　larger one and went inside. After asking the waiter, she followed his finger and saw the innkeeper 　　. The innkeeper was short and stocky, weighing probably over 300 pounds. Although only in his fifties, 　　his face was deeply wrinkled, and a large fleshy growth on his forehead made him exceptionally ugly. 　　After Xinyi explained her purpose to the innkeeper, he noticed a young, single woman 　　seeking lodging alone and felt a little surprised. He smiled and said, "Our inn is mostly frequented by merchants, and it's entirely 　　men. It might not be very convenient for a young lady like you!" 　　Xinyi replied, "We're all staying here, what's inconvenient? Others pay, so I'll pay you back. 　　Just find me a superior room! 　　" The innkeeper said, "We do have a room, but we're full of superior rooms. You'll have to make 　　do with a regular room for one night." 　　Xinyi thought, "A regular room is fine, especially since I don't have much money on me. It's better to save a little!" 　　She said, "Alright! But it has to be clean." 　　The innkeeper said, "Our rooms are all very clean, please don't worry!" He then led Xinyi 　　to the west wing, room numbered "Di". 　　Upon arriving at the room, Xinyi found it quite clean and tidy and settled in. 　　Xinyi stayed at this inn for several days. Guanliang Town was bustling with activity, everything new 　　and interesting to her. It was only because she had lived deep in the mountains and hadn't seen many things before! 　　Xinyi was in her adolescence, and she possessed all the innate human instincts. Every day at the inn, 　　she saw many prostitutes, each dressed in flamboyant attire, flirting with the guests, making 　　Xinyi's heart flutter. 　　At first, Xinyi blushed at the advances of these men and women, but after a couple of times, she found it quite 　　interesting. Whenever she walked past these guests, they would all stare at her. Xinyi was a very 　　beautiful young woman, and her walk exuded a captivating charm. 　　The previous two nights, the room next to Xinyi's was empty, and the night was very quiet, so Xinyi 　　slept soundly until dawn. On the third night, just as Xinyi was drifting off to sleep, she suddenly 　　heard rustling sounds from the next room, followed by moans of "hmm... ah..." and then 　　a woman's cry of "I'm going to die! I'm going to die..." But it didn't sound like genuine pain; rather, it 　　sounded like pleasure. Curious, Xinyi used her fingers to pry a small hole in the wooden wall and peered 　　through it. She immediately blushed and felt a surge of heat throughout her body. 　　She saw a man in his forties, completely naked, kneeling before a woman who looked to be eighteen or nineteen 　　lying down. The man's buttocks were thrust forward, and his erect penis was standing high. 　　The woman was touching the man's penis with her hand, and said with a grin, "Boss Wang, your thing is getting 　　bigger and bigger, much bigger than when I touched it last time!" 　　Boss Wang said, "It's not that it's grown! It's just that I haven't had sex for a month, and it's really swollen!" 　　The woman said, "I don't believe you. You have a wife at home, how could you not have sex for a month?" 　　Boss Wang laughed, "To be honest, I think about you every day! Sometimes I even dream about you at night and call out 'Narcissus 　　'!" The 　　woman laughed, "What are you dreaming about? Won't your wife suspect something?" 　　Mr. Wang said, "I miss you! As soon as I woke up, my penis was hard and throbbing. Good Narcissus! 　　Can you do it for me now? I'm so impatient!" 　　The woman named Narcissus said, "It's almost dawn, aren't you going home?" 　　Mr. Wang said, "Hurry up! It's still early!" 　　Narcissus said, "Every time I do it with you, it takes forever, I'm exhausted!" 　　Mr. Wang said, "You don't like penetration?" 　　Narcissus said, "Of course I like it, I want to do it every day, but I'm afraid of getting scolded by my mother if I go home late!" 　　At this moment, Mr. Wang hugged Narcissus, unbuttoned her clothes, and Narcissus's breasts were exposed.

Boss Wang opened his mouth and sucked her breasts, making Shui Xian giggle.
Xin Yi could see clearly through the small hole. Seeing Boss Wang sucking Shui Xian's breasts, Xin Yi's whole body immediately
went into overdrive, feeling a tingling sensation. Xin Yi squeezed her own breasts; they felt like two
peaches, even larger than Shui Xian's! It was the first time she had seen a man and woman doing this together, arousing her
curiosity!
Xin Yi wanted to see clearly, so she secretly watched from behind the small hole.
At this moment, Shui Xian grasped Boss Wang's penis in her hand and stroked it back and forth for a while. Xin Yi
saw that Boss Wang's penis, with the glans swollen and red, had become very large. Shui Xian then spread her legs
.
Boss Wang, seeing this, pressed his hand against Shui Xian's buttocks and touched her vulva.
Boss Wang laughed, "Your pubic hair is much longer than last time, and your pussy is swollen higher!"
Narcissus said, "It's all because of you stinky men! After being with stinky men, my pubic hair grows longer,
and my pussy swells higher. I heard it's because you men ejaculate too much of that stuff inside me!"
Boss Wang laughed, "Yan Qi in your brothel, her pussy must have much more hair than yours!"
Narcissus said, "How can I compare to her! She has customers every night, sometimes more than one.
All the customers in our brothel have been with her..." "I've done it."
Boss Wang laughed, "I know, I've seen several men, as soon as they entered her room, pull Yanqi into
their arms!"
Shuixian said, "Yanqi is only twenty years old and has never had children. People call her a slut. Now I
understand, it's not that she's slutty. Take me for example, after doing this with a man, I want to do it every day. If
I don't, my pussy gets so itchy, so incredibly itchy, it's like I'm dying!"
When Xinyi heard them mention pussy, she reached out and touched her own pussy, which was also a little itchy, and some fluid
was flowing out at the same time!
Boss Wang said, "Narcissus! Hurry up! Do it once, then we'll go back!"
Narcissus said, "I'll give you a quick one first, and after dinner tomorrow night, come to our brothel and we'll do it
a couple more times, okay?"
Boss Wang said, "Of course, I'd do it five times!"
Narcissus said, "It's better in the brothel, unlike in the inn where I have to worry about being caught cheating by your wife
."
Boss Wang said, "Lie on the bed, stick your butt up, and I'll enter from behind."
Narcissus said, "Only this way will work. Last time you made me sleep on the table, and after one time, my bones
were aching!"
Boss Wang said, "But there's a different kind of fun on the table!"
Xin Yi thought to herself, these two are about to have sex, let's see how they do it.
Boss Wang pressed Narcissus down on the bed, and Narcissus put her hands on the pillow, leaned forward, and stuck her butt up high
. Boss Wang reached out and touched Narcissus's white and tender buttocks.
Narcissus said, "Why do you like touching my butt so much? It's making my pussy so wet!"
Boss Wang said, "Your butt is so white, round and tender, I like it! It feels so good to touch it!"
Narcissus said, "Oh! I'm so itchy, hurry up and put it in! I'm so impatient!"
At this moment, Boss Wang rubbed his penis against Narcissus's butt crack a few times.
Narcissus reached behind her, grabbed his penis, pressed it against her vulva, and rubbed it a few times.
Boss Wang looked down and saw that Narcissus's vulva was only oozing sticky fluid, and said, "Narcissus! Your vulva
is leaking so much fluid, I'm going to put it in!"
Narcissus said, "Hurry up! It's so itchy inside, be harder, push it in with all your might!"
Boss Wang used both hands to spread Narcissus's vulva open, his hard penis aimed at the tender red vulva, and thrust hard
! Xin Yi saw Narcissus open her mouth, push her buttocks back, and Boss Wang thrust hard again.
Narcissus cried out, "Ouch! It's all the way in, it's so full!"
Boss Wang asked, "Why is it full?"
Narcissus said, "Your penis is so hard and big, it swells up so much when it goes in, it feels like my vagina is about to tear!"
Boss Wang laughed, "It feels so good! Your penis is inside my vagina, so tight, hot, and wet, it feels
so wonderful!"
Narcissus said, "Me too! As soon as it's inside, my vaginal opening stops itching, and when you thrust in and out, I feel like I'm in
heaven! Like I'm floating on clouds!"
Boss Wang said, "You lie down properly, I'll make you feel like you're in heaven!"
As soon as Boss Wang finished speaking, he grabbed Narcissus's buttocks and thrust his hard penis in her vagina, while
simultaneously reaching out to touch Narcissus's large breasts.
Narcissus first gritted her teeth, opened her mouth, and then gasped twice. After catching her breath, she hurriedly swallowed,
while her buttocks began to sway!
Xinyi looked and saw that Shuixian's vagina was wide open like a red, round hole, with a large penis inserted in the middle. The pubic
hair of the penis was on the opening of Shuixian's vagina, and the vagina was being pushed so hard that it was constantly flowing with lustful fluid!
Xinyi saw that the two of them were acting strangely and comfortably. One moment, when Boss Wang was thrusting hard, Shuixian would pant heavily
and swallow hard, moaning "Ah...ah..." repeatedly. After
thrusting for a while, Boss Wang hugged Shuixian tightly, inserted his penis into her vagina, and stopped thrusting. The two of them
were panting heavily at the same time.
Shuixian said, "It feels so good to be penetrated like this! Keep thrusting! I'll go crazy if you don't!"
Boss Wang said, "I'm afraid you'll make me cum inside, and then you won't be able to take it!
" Shuixian said, "No! I can cum twice, you can try if you don't believe me!"
Boss Wang was very happy to hear this, and he quickly hugged Shuixian and thrust his hard penis into her vagina wildly again!
Xinyi looked again and saw that Boss Wang had pulled his penis out quite a distance, then with a "whoosh,"
he thrust it all the way in. Shuixian was panting like a bull, her buttocks thrusting back violently!
At this moment, there was a "plop! plop!" sound from Shuixian's vagina!
The two of them used even more force, Boss Wang's stomach slapping against Shuixian's buttocks, the flesh hitting flesh with a
loud "slap... slap... slap..."
Shuixian cried out, "Ah... ah... my vagina... so... so comfortable... oh... inside..."
"...My pussy...it's inside...my little pussy...it's about to bloom..."
Boss Wang laughed, "Let me see you bloom!"
Narcissus said, "You naughty thing! Be careful I'll break your cock!"
Boss Wang said, "Okay then! If it's broken, there will be a cock inside my pussy all day long!"
Narcissus said, "Stop talking, thrust harder! I'm going to cum!"
Boss Wang thrust again, so hard that Narcissus could barely keep her balance!
Boss Wang felt her pussy sucking, her vaginal opening clamping, her buttocks shaking, and her vaginal fluids flowing out!
Boss Wang also used all his strength and thrust wildly again!
Narcissus cried out, "Ah...ah...I'm almost...finished..."
Boss Wang's whole body went numb, his back tingling, he hugged Narcissus's buttocks, and he lay on Narcissus
's back.
Narcissus cried out, "Oh no... I'm done... I've ejaculated... so much!"
Boss Wang also gasped for breath, "I've ejaculated too!"
Narcissus said, "I felt it, I ejaculated so much, it all hit my clitoris, it's so hot and feels so good!"
Boss Wang said, "My penis is almost soft, I can't do it anymore, can I pull it out?"
Boss Wang lay on her back, both of them panting and laughing. After
his penis soaked for a while, Boss Wang stood up and pulled it out!
Xin Yi looked and saw that when he was about to insert it, his penis was so hard and erect, but now that he had inserted it,
it had become a limp, dejected penis, covered in white fluid!
Then she looked at Narcissus's vagina, which had opened into a red, round hole, with white fluid gushing out. Narcissus quickly
squatted down, spreading her legs wide to let the white fluid flow out.
Xin Yi watched the two men playing with their vaginas on the bed, enjoying themselves immensely. She, too, was seduced by the scene and couldn't control
herself!
Seeing that it was already getting dark, the inn was quiet except for the chirping of crickets outside the window.
Xin Yi sat on the bed, pulled down her pants, and touched her vagina. A lot of fluid flowed out,
soaking even her crotch! At the same time, her vagina felt incredibly itchy. Xin Yi thought to herself, "I've never done anything like this before.
I just peeked, why am I so upset?"
She looked at Shui Xian, who was being pleasured by a man, only moaning and asking him to "push" harder. Could this "push" really be that
good? If it wasn't, Shui Xian wouldn't want it!
With this thought in mind, Xin Yi used her finger to probe her vagina. It
hurt a little, but her finger was already inside! She felt a sharp pain and pulled her finger out. She saw
some blood flowing from her vulva . She thought, "The narcissus bleeds white fluid, why is mine red?"
Somewhat disbelieving, she probed again. This time it didn't hurt as much. She put her finger
inside and gently moved it a couple of times, feeling a pleasure.
Xin Yi felt a pleasurable sensation and repeatedly moved her finger inside her vulva, feeling a
tingling sensation throughout her body, and naturally breathing heavily. She masturbated for a long time in the room,
until she produced white fluid. Although she felt very comfortable after producing so much fluid, she was also very
tired.
Xin Yi wiped her vulva with a towel and took another towel from the basin.
Xin Yi secretly thought, "The feeling of penetration looks so wonderful, I must try it..."
Because of her spying and masturbation the night before, Xin Yi slept until late morning the next day before getting up. After getting up and
quickly washing up, Xinyi left the inn and went to stroll around town.
The bustling scene of the town held a great attraction for Xinyi; the constant flow of people was
fascinating. Being young and beautiful, Xinyi attracted envious glances from the men on the street, making her
feel a little giddy.
As Xinyi wandered around town, her gaze was suddenly drawn to a stall selling women's jewelry. Having grown up
deep in the mountains, Xinyi had never seen such exquisite jewelry before, and she immediately stood in front of the stall carefully selecting some pieces.
The stall owner, an elderly man of about sixty, saw a young and beautiful girl in front of him and said,
"Young lady, all the jewelry in my shop comes from Persia. I guarantee it's unique and there are no other shops like it. You can wear
it with confidence; no one else will wear the same thing as you!"
Xin Yi listened and said "Hmm!" before continuing to look at the jewelry.
The owner then said, "Our prices are fair. A set costs three taels of silver. If you buy two sets, it will only cost you five
taels of silver!"
Xin Yi was shocked. She thought to herself, "How can these little things be so expensive? If I buy one set for myself and
another for Zhiyi, it will cost five taels of silver, which is a month's living expenses!" Thinking that she couldn't afford to buy them anyway, she
decided to take a closer look and bent down to examine the jewelry carefully.
Today, Xinyi was wearing a pinkish-green dress. The top was folded in a cross pattern, and when she bent over,
the hem naturally fell down. Since Xinyi only had her master and younger sister with her on the mountain, she didn't
usually wear a bodice or chest binder. As a result, her snow-white breasts were naturally exposed to the stall owner's eyes. Her two pink
nipples, the size of peanuts, appeared and disappeared with the swaying of her clothes, adding to the stimulation and making the
stall owner's mouth dry, his old penis erect in respect.
Unfortunately, Xinyi didn't have enough money to buy the jewelry, so she got up to leave after looking for a short while.
The shopkeeper, however, hadn't had enough and, in a moment of urgency, quickly said to Xinyi, "If you want to buy, the price is
negotiable. Why don't you consider it
some more?" Xinyi asked, "Negotiable? How so?"
The shopkeeper replied, "A beauty like you would look stunning in such jewelry. I'll give you at least a 50% discount!"
Hearing this, Xinyi's resolve softened, and she bent down again to continue looking at the ornaments. The shopkeeper,
of course, seized the opportunity to examine them closely.
Before long, Xinyi had chosen two pieces of jewelry, spent two taels of silver, and returned to the inn triumphantly
. It turned out the shopkeeper, having thoroughly enjoyed the pieces, had given her an additional 20% discount after the initial 50% discount, selling them to Xinyi at cost price.
Back at the inn, it was already dinnertime. Xinyi quickly finished her meal and rushed back to her room because she...
Upon seeing the narcissus from yesterday, along with another man she hadn't seen before, and knowing they were in the same room next door, she knew
they were up to no good and was eager to go back to her room to watch. Remembering that she hadn't had enough towels the night before
, she asked the shopkeeper for two more as she passed the counter. However, preoccupied with her own desires,
she didn't even hear the shopkeeper's reply, "We don't have any towels right now; the laundry lady will bring some later!" and hurriedly
returned to her room.
Chapter 3
Xin Yi returned to her room and peered through the small hole in the wall.
Sure enough, she saw the narcissus and the man making love again. Xin Yi felt a surge of heat throughout her body, and the tingling sensation in her lower body returned. Unable
to resist the heat, Xin Yi lowered her legs to her knees, one hand on the wall, and the other stimulating her vulva
. With that one tap, Xinyi was completely mesmerized, her mind reeling from the beauty...
Just as Xinyi was lost in her blissful reverie, she suddenly heard a whoosh. It was the obese innkeeper
bringing the towel. Seeing that Xinyi's door wasn't closed properly, the innkeeper opened it himself. Upon entering,
he saw Xinyi with her pants pulled down to her knees, fondling her vulva. He was mesmerized; his
penis was already erect and painfully hard. He pulled it out with one hand and began to stroke it, but because of his weight, he lost his
balance and dropped the basin and towel he was holding. Only then did Xinyi notice.
Upon realizing what was happening, Xin Yi felt a surge of shame. She quickly pulled up her pants and snapped, "Shopkeeper,
don't you have any manners? Don't you know you have to knock before entering a room?" With that, she slapped the shopkeeper across the face.
The shopkeeper was so dizzy from the slap that he collapsed to the ground, groaning and
unable to get up for a long time.
After the shopkeeper fell to the ground, his long, thick, candle-like penis remained erect and pointed upwards. Xinyi,
seeing this, felt a surge of desire, thinking, "I want to try what it feels like to have that penis inside me, but even inserting a finger
hurts so much. If it were a penis as big as the one belonging to the customer at Shuixian, I probably couldn't handle it… But this fat man
's penis looks relatively small; I could try it…"
Just as Xinyi was lost in thought, the shopkeeper finally shakily got up. As soon as he stood up,
his eyes darted around. It turned out that Xinyi hadn't properly put her clothes on, revealing a large portion of her snow-white, round buttocks. Still exposed
, the shopkeeper involuntarily swallowed.
Xinyi, upon seeing this, playfully scolded, "What are you looking at!"
The shopkeeper stammered, "Miss, your figure is truly beautiful. In all my years, I've never seen
a beauty like you!"
Xinyi said, "Really? I doubt it!"
The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Really! Really! I've truly never seen one!"
As he spoke, tears streamed down his face, saying, "I've been short and ugly since childhood, and no
woman has ever wanted to talk to me. Even when I go to brothels to find girls, only those old women are willing to serve me." " Today,
to be able to see your beautiful body is already an honor beyond measure, I would never dare to deceive you!"
Xin Yi had been itching all over since she started peeping, and seeing the shopkeeper's erect penis now
stirred a strange feeling within her. Seeing his pitiful expression, she suddenly said, "Would you like to touch it?"
The shopkeeper could hardly believe his ears and hurriedly said, "Yes! Of course I would! But...but
are you joking, Miss?"
Xin Yi angrily said, "I only did it because I felt sorry for you! Humph! If you don't want it, then forget it!"
The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Yes! Yes! I misspoke! I deserve to die! I deserve to die!" "
Xinyi said, "But you can't be too rough. If you are, I'll kill you with one sword!"
After saying that, Xinyi lay down on the bed fully clothed and said, "Fatty, you can come over now!"
The shopkeeper said, "Yes! Yes! I will be very gentle. If you really think I'm rough, then
just kill me with one sword!"
Xinyi said, "Of course!"
The shopkeeper slowly walked to Xinyi's side, reached to her waist, pulled down her light green belt, and
slowly pulled open the upper part of her clothes from both sides. Then he pulled Xinyi's undergarment from her chest to both sides, finally revealing
Xinyi's snow-white, full breasts! Snow-white skin, a deep, intoxicating cleavage, and those pyramid-shaped breasts
were truly breathtaking. Two round, firm breasts with pink nipples were revealed in an instant.
Faced with those delicate and rounded breasts, the shopkeeper's index finger suddenly tingled with desire. He rubbed and played with the soft
, elastic breasts with both hands, then pinched the two small nipples with his fingers. After being rubbed, the nipples began to harden and
changed from their original light pink to bright red. "Truly beautiful things," the shopkeeper exclaimed.
When the shopkeeper's hand touched her chest, Xin Yi's body trembled involuntarily, a strange sensation flowing
through her entire body... Why did the shopkeeper's hand feel so different from her own? This thought surfaced in her mind,
but because the shopkeeper's hand was touching Xin Yi so comfortably, a tingling sensation ran through her, and she began to breathe softly.
A few tiny beads of sweat rose to the tip of Xin Yi's delicate nose, further fueling the shopkeeper's lust!
After admiring and caressing her for a while, the shopkeeper grew bolder and reached for Xinyi's buttocks, attempting to untie the white
inner thigh rope. However, because the rope was too tight, it was difficult to untie. The shopkeeper simply pulled the entire inner thigh down.
Xinyi let out a soft moan, but did not make any further movements, so the shopkeeper felt reassured and boldly proceeded!
After the shopkeeper took off Xinyi's inner thigh, he couldn't help but drool!
Xinyi's lower body was also snow-white, with a few short, soft pubic hairs on her vulva, and her vulva was red and
tender!
Xinyi's lust was stimulated, and she was already numb all over, dizzy and confused, probably unable to understand the shopkeeper's
praise for her.
After fondling Xinyi's breasts, the shopkeeper reached down to her lower body, stroking her thighs. Xinyi
instinctively tried to close her legs to stop him, but the previous caresses had already aroused her
. Being in puberty and having never had physical contact with a man before, she was powerless against the shopkeeper's advances
. Her body was weak and her long, slender legs were too weak to move.
Xinyi could only close her eyes. Seeing that Xinyi offered no resistance, the shopkeeper freely stroked her thighs.
Inside, his fingers moved to the end of her thigh, gently caressing Xinyi's vulva. Immediately, Xinyi
felt a slight wetness at the entrance of her vagina. The shopkeeper withdrew his fingers from between her legs and opened his mouth
to kiss her pink nipples.
Xinyi was startled, but another, more comfortable and wonderful sensation followed. Opening her eyes, she saw
the shopkeeper's short, thick fingers, wet and gently rubbing her nipples. She knew without asking that she was aroused
; her vulva had involuntarily secreted a large amount of lubrication, wetting the shopkeeper's fingers.
Xinyi reacted strongly to the shopkeeper's teasing, her vulva secreting copious amounts of lubrication, and the immense pleasure made her
moan involuntarily. Seeing the girl's shy and blushing face, the shopkeeper's courage grew,
and he began to lick Xinyi's vulva. Xinyi felt a warm, soft tongue, the licking making her feel completely comfortable,
as if she were floating.
Xinyi was so beautiful that she didn't know where she was. At this moment, she only hoped that the shopkeeper's tongue would go in a little further
. Her two exquisitely sculpted legs slowly opened towards the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper's eyes were fixed on Xinyi's lower body, a pink slit, wet with vaginal fluid. Because
her legs were open, the slit was slightly parted, revealing a portion of the tender flesh.
The shopkeeper knelt between Xinyi's legs, holding his small penis in his hand, slowly rubbing the glans
against Xinyi's vulva. Xinyi began to twist her snow-white buttocks from side to side... Although the shopkeeper's penis wasn't large, the glans was quite big.
With him rubbing it like that, Xinyi's vulva became even more wet and dripping with fluid. The shopkeeper's glans poked and rubbed against the vulva, and the
warm, wet sensation made his urethral opening throb. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and managed to hold back, almost ejaculating
.
After taking a deep breath, he rubbed the glans against Xinyi's labia a few times, thinking he couldn't wait any longer. He thrust it hard into her
vulva, and with a "squelch," it went in three-tenths of the way.
It turned out the shopkeeper was too fat, and his fat prevented his penis from going in completely. Xinyi immediately felt a hot and
hard penis poking into her vagina. Xinyi felt a pain and clenched her vulva tightly, pushing the shopkeeper upwards with both hands.
The shopkeeper was pushed so high by her that his upper body was stretched out, but his lower body was pressed even tighter.
Xinyi cursed, "You bastard, how can you be so rough with a girl like this?!!"
Hearing her curse, the shopkeeper knew it was her first time and was so moved he almost ejaculated. He quickly said, "Miss!
I didn't mean to! It's always a little painful the first time! You can try to relax a little...!"
Xinyi relaxed a little after hearing the shopkeeper's words, removed her hands, and stopped clenching her vagina. Immediately,
she didn't feel too much pain!
The shopkeeper asked, "Does it still hurt now?"
Xinyi said, "I relaxed a little, and it doesn't hurt as much anymore, but I feel a little swollen!" At this
moment, Xinyi felt a sudden itch in her vagina and said, "Oh! Why is my vagina so itchy?!"
The shopkeeper laughed, "I'll thrust a few times, and it won't itch anymore!"
Xinyi said, "Okay! Try gently thrusting a few times first!"
The shopkeeper straightened his fat waist and began to thrust in and out of her vagina.
Xin Yi felt an overwhelming pleasure from his thrusts! Waves of comfort stopped the itching.
Xin Yi said, "So comfortable... harder!"
Hearing this, the shopkeeper used all his strength to thrust, increasing his power! But unfortunately, he was too fat and
his penis was too short, so only the front three inches of his shaft went in and out of Xin Yi's tender vagina. However, Xin Yi
was a virgin, and she was already panting softly, her body covered in fragrant sweat.
Seeing that she was getting into it, the shopkeeper added many variations to his thrusting, thrusting left and right. Her tight
vagina gripped his penis tightly, and her tender vagina was overflowing with lustful fluids!
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. After only fifty or sixty thrusts, the shopkeeper's lower back went weak, and a thick stream of semen shot out .
He fell down, pressing down on Xin Yi. Fortunately, Xin Yi had practiced martial arts since childhood; otherwise, being crushed by this fat pig would have seriously injured her, if not
killed her.
After Xinyi pushed the shopkeeper away, she saw that his penis was wet and sticky, shrunk to the size of a peanut.
She knew he was done, but she still felt a little empty inside, and her vagina still felt itchy
. In a fit of anger, she slapped the shopkeeper.
This slap woke the fat pig up. Seeing Xinyi's expression, he felt a mix of remorse and regret. But the shopkeeper had
a sudden idea and quickly said to Xinyi, "It's not over yet! It's not over yet!"
After saying that, the shopkeeper knelt down and licked Xinyi's vagina. Xinyi felt a tingling sensation and pressed her hands against the shopkeeper's head,
saying, "Could it be... could it be that you're hard again? I don't see it..."
Xinyi was so engrossed in the shopkeeper's licking that she didn't ask any more questions for a moment. Suddenly, Xinyi
felt a swelling in her vagina, as if another penis had been inserted. She opened her eyes and saw that the shopkeeper's penis was clearly between her
legs! But upon closer inspection, it turned out the shopkeeper had pushed the fleshy growth on his forehead into her vagina!
The shopkeeper's fleshy growth was long and thin, about three inches long and half the thickness, used as a penis. Without
the restraint of his fat body, it could be inserted all the way in, proving more effective than his own penis.
Several short hairs grew from this growth, rubbing against her vagina, giving Xinyi a strange sense of pleasure.
After only a few thrusts, Xinyi was panting heavily. At first, she didn't dare to make a sound, but after more than a hundred thrusts, she finally
couldn't help but start moaning and groaning, her buttocks rising and falling with each thrust. The shopkeeper's fleshy growth
kept thrusting inside her vagina, the tender flesh of her vaginal opening gripping it, being pulled in and out with the movement, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid were
squeezed out again and again from the narrow crevice where the tender flesh and the growth met.
After more than two hundred thrusts, Xinyi couldn't help but utter various moans, "Don't stop, harder...
I'll kill you... Oh... So good, oh! Harder... I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die!..."
Her lower orifice continuously oozed a trickle of lustful fluid, contracting and expanding, revealing glimpses of the pale pink flesh inside.
After more than three hundred thrusts, Xinyi lay limply on the bed, her mind adrift,
while the shopkeeper, due to excessive strain on his neck, had sprained it and collapsed to the floor, barely breathing.
Xinyi's 18-year virginity had finally been broken! Having tasted the sweetness of life for the first time, she felt that being a woman was truly...
A blessing from heaven!
After spending another day in Guanliang Town, seeing the innkeeper resting in bed due to a neck injury, and the merchants all
heading to Jiangning for the market, Xinyi realized there was no point in staying in the town and decided to leave.
Before departing, she went to the inn counter to settle her bill, and the fat innkeeper wouldn't charge her for the room, but instead gave her fifty taels of silver
as travel expenses. Xinyi felt that the people of Guanliang Town were truly kind. She kissed the innkeeper's lump and then reluctantly
left, embarking on her unknown journey.
Chapter Four
After leaving Guanliang Town, Xinyi traveled north along the official road towards Jiangning, thinking that since she had already descended the mountain,
she should go to places with many people to broaden her horizons. She saw a constant stream of merchants and travelers stopping at inns along the way, men, women,
young, and old, of all races. It was during the mid-Yuan Dynasty, when the Yuan Empire's territory stretched from the Rhine River in the northwest to the Abbasid Caliphate in the southwest,
encompassing present-day Arabia and North Africa—a vast territory unprecedented in history. Xin Yi, seeing
the merchants and travelers on the official road—including Westerners with high noses and blue eyes, portly Persians with thick beards, and even
rough, dark-skinned Kunlun slaves—was filled with curiosity. She stared intently, her behavior somewhat abrupt, but everyone, seeing
her as a pretty young woman, didn't mind. Xin Yi wore a pinkish-green suit that perfectly accentuated her
fair skin, cherry lips, almond-shaped eyes, and rosy cheeks. Her dimples appeared faintly when she smiled, and her eyes sparkled with affection. A mountain breeze blew,
causing her clothes to cling to her body, further emphasizing her shapely figure and graceful bearing. Everyone couldn't help but glance at Xin Yi a few more
times, greeting her with smiles.
For the past three days, the journey had been uneventful. She had seen two caravans on the road, but aside from those, while some carried swords and knives
, they didn't seem to know martial arts. Since descending the mountain, Xin Yi hadn't encountered any martial artists, let alone witnessed
any fights. One of the main reasons she had come down was to find out her own strength.
The scenery along the way was beautiful, and besides enjoying the views, Xin Yi thought about what had happened at the inn a couple of days ago and kept an eye out
for anything related to the martial arts world.
At noon that day, she came to a small market and saw a mule and horse trader hawking his wares. Xin Yi thought, "I
can only walk about fifty li a day on foot, which is too slow. I might as well buy a mount."
So she went to the trader's enclosure to choose a horse. Soon, Xinyi chose a small dappled
donkey. She asked the vendor about the price, and it wasn't expensive—only three taels of silver. It turned out the vendor, seeing Xinyi's beauty and charming naivety,
was particularly generous with the price and even gave her an extra whip. After paying for the donkey, Xinyi led it
to a teahouse across the street, sat down, and ordered a bowl of chicken noodles.
After a short wait, the noodles arrived. Just as she was taking a couple of bites, she suddenly heard very light footsteps
. Although the footsteps were still some distance away, Xinyi could already tell that the person was skilled in martial arts. Soon,
the person entered the teahouse and sat at a table towards the back. Xinyi sized him up; he was
a short, hunchbacked man with thin cheeks and an even thinner body, but his eyes were bright, his demeanor calm, his complexion ruddy, and
his clothes luxurious. He appeared to be around sixty years old. Xinyi began to pay close attention.
Suddenly, a loud laugh mingled with the rapid clatter of hooves, carried by the wind. Xin Yi's
heart skipped a beat, and she turned to see four sturdy horses galloping towards her amidst billowing dust. The riders cracked their whips and laughed loudly
as the four horses reached the teahouse.
The hunchback leaped into the road, spreading his arms and shouting, "Friends on horseback, please stop for a moment!"
The riders' laughter abruptly ceased. With a slight wave of their hands, the four powerful horses, which had come with the momentum of dragons, immediately reared up
, reared their hooves, and neighed loudly. The riders, however, remained ramrod straight, sitting motionless, clearly demonstrating
their considerable skill.
A hint of joy flashed across the hunchback's thin face as he called out loudly, "Four heroes, would you mind dismounting for a moment?
I have something to discuss with you."
The riders exchanged suspicious glances, seeking each other's opinion. Although they didn't know
the purpose of the thin hunchback standing before them, firstly, these four knights were all skilled in martial arts and weren't afraid of any
ill intent from the man before them; secondly, they were also curious! After a brief exchange of glances, they all
dismounted together. Passersby all turned to look, silent and wondering what was going on. Xin Yi also paid even
closer attention to the situation.
One of the men, a tall and slender middle-aged man with piercing eyes, stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said with a smile, "My name is Shang
Yan. May I ask your esteemed name, brother? What brings you here?"
Suddenly, the hunchback extended a finger, making three dots in front of him, and then drew a winding
line. The middle-aged man said in a trembling voice, "So it's you, Master Ren Zhaoyu, the Iron-Legs
! I've long admired your name, the Iron-Legs of the Three Rivers, and I never expected to see you here today. It's truly an honor!"
Xin Yi thought to herself, judging from that hunchbacked figure, he didn't seem suited for lower body martial arts, yet he was known as the Iron-Legs. He must have some
unknown strengths. Seeing that the four burly men seemed terrified piqued her curiosity.
Just as Xin Yi was pondering this, Master Ren, the Iron-Legs, let out a long sigh, his expression suddenly turning ashen. Over
the years, he had grown accustomed to waiting, but at this moment, he still couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. He said in a deep voice, "
Four Swords of Xiangshan, I've been waiting for you here for over two months. You've only just returned from Dadu; you must have had a
fruitful trip, right? My sworn brother and your debts will be settled today..."
Before he could finish, the sound of weapons slicing through the air filled the air. The Four Swords of Xiangshan had thought that Ren Zhaoyu, known as Iron
Leg, must possess exceptional lightness skills. Now that the four of them had dismounted, escape would be difficult. It would be better to strike first
; with their combined strength, they might be able to kill the old man. Shang Yan gave a signal, and the four of them attacked simultaneously.
In an instant, the flashing blades enveloped Ren Zhaoyu! But in a flash, Iron Leg Ren Zhaoyu moved like
an eel, weaving through the blades; the Four Swords of Xiangshan seemed unable to harm him. In an instant, Ren
Zhaoyu kicked Shang Yan in the left flank, causing Shang Yan to cough up blood and collapse dead. Seeing Shang Yan's death,
the other three swordsmen swung their blades even more frantically, but to no avail. In the blink of an eye, the four swordsmen of Xiangshan fell one after another at Ren
Zhaoyu's feet.
After the four swordsmen of Xiangshan fell, Ren Zhaoyu stopped, laughed heartily, and then swayed a few times.
He collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. It turned out that when the Four Swordsmen of Xiangshan attacked first, Ren Zhaoyu had also been stabbed. In the heat of the moment
, the blade grazed his lower right abdomen; the wound was very shallow and wouldn't have been serious. However, the Four Swordsmen of Xiangshan's blades were coated with a potent poison
. Fortunately, Ren Zhaoyu's internal energy was profound, and the poison only took effect after the fierce fight ended. Passersby and teahouse owners, seeing
the sword fight, had already hidden themselves away. Now that Ren Zhaoyu and the Four Swordsmen of Xiangshan lay in the middle of the street, no
one dared to approach to check on them.
When Iron-Leg Ren Zhaoyu awoke from his unconsciousness, it was already dusk. He
found himself lying in an old, dilapidated temple. His gaze suddenly fell upon a beautiful young
woman dressed in pink and green standing beside the offering table, smiling at him.
The setting sun slanted down from outside the door, illuminating the girl, making her already exquisite beauty even more
flawless. It turned out that the young woman was Xinyi. She had been watching Iron-Leg Ren Zhaoyu
fight the Four Swords of Xiangshan in front of the teahouse. Seeing the Four Swordsmen of Xiangshan fall one by one, while Ren Zhaoyu was poisoned and unconscious, she
rescued him and brought him to this small temple. Xinyi's smile was kind and friendly. Ren Zhaoyu immediately realized that it was Xinyi who had rescued him and
said, "I can never repay your life-saving grace, young lady. Thank you in advance."
Xinyi smiled and said, "Senior, there's no need to be so polite. I don't think the poison on the swords is very strong.
With your martial arts skills, you should be able to expel it within a few days."
Ren Zhaoyu said, "That's true, but if it weren't for your help, young lady, I would have collapsed in the street." "It's dangerous, though. If
I were to be harmed by evil people or captured by the authorities, it would be troublesome. I must thank you for saving me!"
Xin Yi smiled and said, "Senior, there's no need to say more. Hmm! Senior, why did you fight with those four men wielding knives
?"
Ren Zhaoyu said, "This matter is a long story, but since you asked, I dare not refuse to answer." So Ren
Zhaoyu told Xin Yi about his sworn brother's feud with the Four Swordsmen of Xiangshan and his subsequent murder.
Xin Yi was stunned after listening, because she really couldn't imagine that there could be so many grudges and entanglements between people.
This was unbelievable to her, who had grown up deep in the mountains, and she stared blankly into thought.
Seeing Xin Yi's expression, Ren Zhaoyu knew that the girl before him did not yet understand the complexities of the world, and couldn't help but sigh
!
Hearing Ren Zhaoyu's sigh, Xinyi snapped out of her reverie. A little embarrassed, she quickly said,
"Senior, your wound hasn't been bandaged yet. Let me take a look!"
Ren Zhaoyu hurriedly replied, "It's alright, it's alright! I can do it myself!"
But Xinyi still came over and helped Ren Zhaoyu sit down on the ground. Ren Zhaoyu said again, "The wound is on my lower body. I wouldn't
dare to offend your discerning eyes, so I'll do it myself...
" Xinyi interjected, "It's alright, I'll help you!" After saying that, she pulled Ren Zhaoyu's pants down
to his crotch. Glancing at him, she saw that Ren Zhaoyu's penis looked like a large earthworm, long and thin, limp between his legs.
She didn't pay much attention to it. She took out some wound medicine and bent down to examine Ren Zhaoyu's wound.
Seeing that Xinyi was determined, Ren Yu didn't object and obediently accepted Xinyi's treatment. But when his gaze
shifted, Ren Zhaoyu froze. Xinyi had bent over, her neckline had opened, revealing her snow-white
breasts and deep cleavage. Upon seeing this, Ren Zhaoyu's heart raced, and his "dead snake" slowly hardened
.
Xinyi scrutinized him for a moment, then turned to take out the powder, only to see Ren Zhaoyu's penis, less than two fingers thick but seven or
eight inches long, standing erect before her. Her heart skipped a beat, and her face flushed crimson. She glared at Ren Zhaoyu,
but her eyes were brimming with tears. Ren Zhaoyu was about to explain, but seeing Xinyi's alluring expression,
he was completely stunned, his mouth agape, unable to utter a word…
Since leaving Guanliang Town, Xinyi had spent her days traveling, and when bored, she would think of the pleasure of masturbation. However, with
so many novel things happening on the road, coupled with the fatigue of the journey, she hadn't felt anything particularly intense. Seeing Ren Zhaoyu
's penis so close at hand, she thought to herself, "This old guy's cock is twice as long as the innkeeper's in Guanliang Town. Although
it's a bit thin, I wonder what it would feel like to insert it into my cunt..." Thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel eager to try! Her heart felt
empty, yet her body couldn't help but feel hot, and her cunt became wet.
Xinyi carefully applied the medicine to Ren Zhaoyu's wound, and after bandaging it properly, she smiled seductively at him, saying,
"Senior, you've been poisoned, and you're so aroused. I'm afraid that's not good!"
Ren Zhaoyu was a seasoned womanizer; seeing Xinyi's expression, he understood perfectly. He said, "Then, young lady,
please help me think of a way to calm it down!"
Xinyi made a soft "Hmm!" and placed her hands on Ren Zhaoyu's penis, pretending to be deep in thought.
Ren Zhaoyu's penis throbbed even more, becoming even harder and seemingly thicker. Xin Yi said to Ren Zhaoyu, "Alright! I'll help you!" She then 　　gently massaged
Ren Zhaoyu's penis with both hands. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Xin Yi's thin blouse 　　opened to the sides due to her bending over, revealing most of her white, round breasts. They trembled with the rise and fall of her upper body, almost 　　bursting forth, their pink nipples slightly swollen. At this point, Ren Zhaoyu, no longer holding back, couldn't resist reaching in 　　to caress them. Xin Yi felt a surge of pleasure throughout her body, and her body began to sway gently. 　　After a while, Xin Yi saw some clear droplets of moisture on Ren Zhaoyu's glans. She stood up slightly 　　, leaning forward, and lifted her long skirt to her knees. Ren Zhaoyu saw Xin Yi's round, white knees and 　　pink thighs, and his vision blurred; his engorged penis involuntarily trembled. 　　Xin Yi slipped her hands under her skirt, moved them slightly, and then removed the long skirt, 　　placing her panties aside. She then placed her hands on Ren Zhaoyu's shoulders and gently pressed her vulva against his penis 　　. Ren Zhaoyu felt his glans touch a warm, sticky, slippery, and greasy soft flesh, and his heart 　　skipped a beat. Xin Yi moved down to his slender penis, lifted her buttocks, and gently 　　rubbed her vulva against the tip of Ren Zhaoyu's penis, their genitals pressed tightly together. Ren Zhaoyu began to rub his glans against Xin Yi's clitoris, 　　opened her shirt, and lightly kissed her pink nipples, savoring the tenderness of the young girl.

As Xin Yi rubbed her vulva against Ren Zhaoyu's penis, she was still a little shy. After a dozen or so times, Xin
Yi gradually increased the pressure. Ren Zhaoyu noticed that his penis was already soaked with her juices. Looking up at Xin Yi,
he saw that her face was flushed, as if she had applied rouge, making her indescribably beautiful. An indescribable pleasure surged through
Ren Zhaoyu's chest. He couldn't help but thrust his hips upwards, inserting most of his penis, so deep that Xin Yi opened her mouth
but couldn't make a sound.
"Ah... slower..." Xin Yi finally managed to exhale a long breath: "You're injured... you have to
... take it slow... don't be too impulsive..."
But Ren Zhaoyu couldn't resist the urge and continued to thrust his hips upwards. This way, it wasn't just him who felt good,
but Xin Yi also felt a ticklish pleasure.
"Ah...don't move...don't move...ah...ah..."
Xin Yi tried to stop him, but Ren Zhaoyu was already out of control, thrusting his hips wildly like a runaway horse.
"Ah...slower...ah...ah...ouch...oh...oh...slower...ouch..."
Ren Zhaoyu held Xin Yi's slender waist on both sides, increasing his strength with her swaying movements.
Xin Yi could only let him thrust and pound harder and harder, her juices flowing freely. Before long, Ren Zhaoyu had
his entire penis inside Xin Yi's warm, wet vagina.
Xin Yi's beautiful vagina tightly bound Ren Zhaoyu's penis, making it impossible to pass through. Ren Zhaoyu couldn't suppress his intense desire
, cupping Xin Yi's round buttocks with both hands, his ten fingers digging deep into her soft, white flesh, gripping Xin Yi tightly, and
thrusting and pounding with all his might.
"Oh...oh...you...oh...oh...ouch...it feels so good..." Xin Yi was panting
heavily, tilting her head back and squinting as she moaned, "Mmm...every time...it's so good...mmm...mmm...senior
...you...you...you're so good...oh...so...comfortable...mmm..."
Ren Zhaoyu's penis, though thin, was quite long, hitting Xin Yi's G-spot with every thrust. This feeling
was unlike anything Xin Yi had ever experienced!
After about two hundred thrusts, Ren Zhaoyu rolled over with Xin Yi, pressing her to the ground. Then,
he straightened his arms, wanting to see Xin Yi's alluring body. Ren Zhaoyu stared incredulously at her full, firm breasts, the pink and tender
areolas, the erect nipples. He sighed inwardly, thinking that she was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen. As Ren
Zhaoyu's penis went in and out, her snow-white breasts swayed slightly.
Ren Zhaoyu knelt up, looking down at his penis penetrating Xinyi. His long, thin penis, veins bulging and
glistening with oil, thrust forward until his scrotum hit Xinyi's buttocks. When he withdrew, he pulled back until only half
the glans remained at the entrance. He let out a short whistle and frantically thrust into Xinyi's tender vagina, pumping relentlessly,
each time all the way in. Xinyi's eyes were glazed with desire, her vagina throbbing eagerly, waves of lustful fluid flowing, even her buttocks
were wet.
Ren Zhaoyu gritted his teeth, his back shaking as if it would break, thrusting and pumping with frenzied passion…
Xinyi felt her limbs scatter as if their strings had snapped, her body convulsing, her vagina gripping
Ren Zhaoyu's penis tightly. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and she leaned backward.
Seeing that Xinyi had reached her climax, Ren Zhaoyu increased his thrusting. His penis was tightly gripped by her vaginal walls,
and his lower body convulsed, violently releasing the semen he had accumulated for months. At the same time, Xinyi also ejaculated a large
amount of white, sticky vaginal fluid, which slowly slid down between her buttocks.
Xinyi lay on the ground of the dilapidated temple, her eyes closed, panting heavily. Her fair chest, covered in sweat, continued
to rise and fall, as if she was still savoring the pleasure she had just experienced. The two embraced closely, and soon Xinyi fell into
a deep sleep.
When Xinyi woke up the next day, Ren Zhaoyu was nowhere to be seen. However, she found a short sword and a stack of silver
notes beside her. She knew that Ren Zhaoyu had left them for her. The silver notes contained about ten thousand taels of silver. Xinyi had never seen so much money in her life, and
her heart pounded wildly. She picked up the short sword and saw that the scabbard was covered in verdigris, but the two characters "Tai'a" were engraved in ancient seal script
. She drew her short sword and saw a flash of cold light; the blade shimmered with a bluish light. She swung it
across the drum stand in the temple, and it snapped in two as easily as cutting tofu. Holding the sword up, she felt a sudden chill on her
skin; the blade emitted a shimmering bluish light.
Xin Yi's usual weapon was a short sword, and she was overjoyed to have obtained this weapon. Although she didn't know its origin, she
knew it was far more valuable than the ten thousand taels of silver. After admiring it for a while, she went to the ancient well behind the temple,
washed herself thoroughly, hid the silver notes and the short sword close to her body, and rode her little flowery donkey back to the main road, humming
a little tune, continuing her journey towards Jiangning.
Chapter Five
That evening, the mountain wind was biting. Xue Shao, the Invincible Whip, dragged Guo Wei, the Iron Finger, and Yang Tianshu, the Traceless Leg,
to the Dukang Restaurant on the outskirts of the city for roast chicken. The three of them, quite drunk, didn't take a carriage or ride horses. The alcohol had
thickened their bodies, and they weren't bothered by the cold, walking slowly along the road in the mountain wind.
Although they were older, their spirits remained high
. After three cups of strong liquor, they seemed to have returned to their youthful days, full of bravado and the energy of riding across rivers and mountains, reminiscing about past grudges, happy times, and romantic escapades.
Although they were nearing the provincial capital, Jiangning, the quiet suburban roads were almost deserted after nightfall. At this moment,
the sound of hooves seemed to come from afar. A donkey, its dappled pattern growing closer, carried a young girl in a light green suit, looking around
as if searching for a way. This girl was Xinyi. Finding the daytime too hot, she
had been traveling only in the afternoons for the past few days, and today she had arrived near Jiangning.
Although the three men, including Xue Shao, the Invincible Whip, couldn't see the girl's face clearly in the darkness, she seemed quite beautiful.
Xue Shao, a dashing figure in his youth, who frequented brothels, laughed upon seeing the girl, saying, "If I were
ten years younger, I'd definitely go up and chat her up; I guarantee I'd have her easily."
Xin Yi, seeing someone speaking, glanced at them. Seeing they were three men in their fifties
, she figured their conversation probably had nothing to do with her and paid them no attention.
However, Yang Tianshu, the Unseen Leg, laughed heartily, "What's wrong, Senior Brother? Although we're old, whether you're
talking about looks or style, we're definitely not lacking compared to young men. Look,
isn't that young lady giving us the eye?"
Golden Knife Invincible couldn't stop laughing, and Iron Finger Guo Wei, though usually composed, had also
started rambling after a few drinks, adding in amusement, "That's what they call 'old ginger is spicier,' only a truly discerning young lady would come looking for
us."
Xin Yi, after listening for a while, finally realized they were talking about her. She slightly pulled on the reins, stopping her donkey, and asked sweetly,
"Hey, who are you talking about?"
Divine Whip Invincible Xue Shao, facing imminent disaster, didn't realize, "Young lady, we're talking about you!"
Xin Yi, thinking these three were so frivolous, casually lashed out with her whip at Xue Shao's head.
Xue Shao casually dodged, laughing, "How can a young lady hit someone so easily?"
But the whip curved, the tip twisting with his momentum, striking Divine Whip Invincible squarely on the head
.
Enraged, Xue Shao roared, "You shrew, really hit me!"
Xin Yi lashed out with her whip again, crying out, "I'll definitely beat you!"
The invincible whip master Xue Shao lunged forward to grab the whip, saying, "Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson,
you little wench."
But the whip, seemingly losing its momentum, suddenly snapped back, its tip striking Xue Shao's "Xuan Guan" acupoint below his shoulder
. In the darkness, the accuracy of the acupoint made Xue Shao realize he had encountered a martial arts master.
Even Yang Tianshu, the "Invincible Whip," exclaimed in surprise, "This little girl actually knows how to use pressure points!"
Xue Shao swiftly dodged the whip, shouting, "Hey, which sect are you from? Do you recognize me,
Xue Shao, the Invincible Whip?"
He wanted to intimidate Xinyi with his reputation, but Xinyi didn't give him any face. She lashed out with her whip again, shouting,
"What are you? How dare you ask about a young lady's background?"
The Invincible Whip Xue Shao hadn't expected Xinyi to say such a thing. Instead, he became even angrier. He dodged the whip
but swiftly struck out with a palm, cutting into the donkey's hindquarters. The Invincible Whip's martial arts were not weak; this palm strike had at least two or three hundred
jin of force. How could the donkey withstand it? It let out a long whinny, its front legs rearing up.
Xin Yi scolded, "You're courting death!"
As she spoke, she gracefully landed on the ground, her horsewhip now straight as a sword. With a move called "Willow Catkins Like Snow," she unleashed a flurry of whip shadows, aiming for 　　three vital acupoints on
Xue Shao's body: "Chenxiang" near his nose, "Jianjin" below his shoulder, and "Ruquan" on his left meridian . 　　Xue Shao hadn't expected this young girl to possess such superior internal swordsmanship. He cried out in surprise, 　　leaning back and darting away. Although he dodged the attack, he was utterly humiliated. 　　Xin Yi yelled again, appearing as if in a shadow, and another flurry of whip shadows followed. Xue Shao struggled to defend himself, barely managing 　　to parry, and it seemed he was about to be overwhelmed. 　　Yang Tianshu, the "Traceless Leg," and Guo Wei, the "Iron Finger," seeing that the invincible "Divine Whip," a renowned hero, couldn't even 　　defeat a young girl, were overcome by alcohol and a shared sense of righteous indignation. Disregarding their own status, they leaped forward, 　　their punches as swift as the wind, and ganged up on her. Xin Yi 　　sneered, saying, "I never imagined the martial arts world of the Two Rivers was full of such shameless bastards." Her 　　horsewhip flashed, sometimes whipping, sometimes wielding her sword; even though the three were all powerful figures, they couldn't do anything to her 　　. 　　Suddenly, from the end of the street, a rider came galloping along, singing a clear, melodious song: " 　　The fish makes me drunk, the wine's aroma intoxicates, call to come together, let's hastily drink a few cups. 　　Life is false, yesterday's plum blossoms have faded today, what's the point of not getting drunk? Heroes of old have always been foolish." 　　The song ended, and the horse arrived. 　　Although Xinyi possessed exceptional martial arts skills, she dared not kill recklessly. Despite being surrounded by three skilled martial artists, 　　her whip techniques were exquisite, and she showed no mercy. 　　The rider exclaimed in surprise and reined in his horse; it was a handsome young scholar with sharp eyes and bright eyebrows. 　　The young scholar, seated on his horse, was intently watching Xin Yi's moves. Suddenly, he shouted, "Stop! We're 　　all fellow martial artists, why are you fighting?" 　　But the four remained locked in a fierce battle. The young scholar pleaded, "I am Lin Shuwei, Master Guo, please stop 　　! This young lady is my friend." 　　Upon hearing it was Lin Shuwei, Iron Finger Guo Wei abruptly withdrew his stance and retreated. He had worked up a sweat and sobered up. He 　　realized that he, three renowned figures in the martial arts world, had attacked a young girl for a shameful reason 　　. If word got out, it would become a laughingstock. Moreover, the girl's martial arts were quite high, and her moves were particularly exquisite 　　; she must be someone of great importance. He began to regret his actions. 　　Lin Shuwei's arrival put the three men in an even more awkward position. He bowed to Lin Shuwei and said, "Brother Lin, why 　　haven't we met for so many days? Although this woman is Brother Gu's friend, should this matter be simply forgotten?" He turned and shouted, 　　"Brother Xue, Brother Yang, please stop! I'll introduce you two to a good friend." 　　Xue Shao and Yang Tianshu quickly stopped, and Xin Yi, though indifferent and happy to rest, still had wide-open eyes, 　　clearly not wanting to let the matter rest. 　　She was still puzzled as to why this young man on horseback, whom she didn't know, claimed to be her friend. 　　Although her martial arts were high, she was new to the martial world and felt that it was vast and full of wonders; some things were indeed beyond her 　　comprehension! 　　On her first attempt, she was poised for victory with her martial arts skills, but the young man's meddling 　　displeased her. Unbeknownst to her, all three opponents were top-tier martial arts masters. Defeating even one of them would have made her famous, 　　and if it weren't for her youth and lack of experience, they would likely have been defeated long ago. The more she thought about it, the 　　more upset she became, and she stood there dumbfounded. 　　Meanwhile, Iron Finger Guo Wei had already introduced Lin Shuwei to Xue Shao and Yang Tianshu. The two, now sober, were 　　somewhat embarrassed. Lin Shuwei, being exceptionally clever, had already seen the three men's anger and sullenness, secretly amused. 　　However, he showed no sign of it on his face. Guo Wei, assuming he was genuinely friends with Xinyi, asked him about the young woman's 　　martial arts school. The young scholar gave a vague answer, which only fueled the three men's anger. 　　Iron-Finger Guo Wei said, "Young Master Lin, you're meddling too much in other people's business. My master, the Azure-Eyed 　　Divine Physician, said you wouldn't live past the Dragon Boat Festival this year, and it's probably pretty much true!" 　　The young scholar, inwardly furious, smiled and said, "That's probably not something the three of you heroes can bestow 　　upon me!" 　　Iron-Finger Guo Wei and his two companions were enraged. With a whoosh, they all attacked Lin Shuwei.

With a folding fan, he flicked his wrist left and right, and in a moment, blood gushed from the faces of Iron Finger Guo Wei and the other two
. They turned and fled into the city. It turned out that Lin Shuwei had gouged out the right eyes of all three of them.
Lin Shuwei had already dismounted. Seeing Xinyi standing there in a daze, her big eyes wide open, seemingly
lost in thought, he smiled slightly, a strange light flashing across his face. He walked over slowly and noticed Xinyi's scarf,
which had fallen to the ground when he made his move. The light green scarf lay on the yellow earth, creating a beautiful contrast.
He bent down, picked up the scarf, shook off the dust, walked to Xinyi, bowed deeply, and
said with a smile, "Please don't be angry, young lady, and don't stoop to their level."
Xinyi was preoccupied with her own thoughts. She had been angered by the three men's frivolous words, and her anger had not yet subsided. Seeing that
the three men had left, she couldn't help but vent her anger on Lin Shuwei. Suddenly, she turned around, mounted her donkey, and rode away.
Lin Shuwei cried out anxiously, "Miss, please don't leave! I..." Before he could finish, Xinyi had already ridden
away on her flowery donkey, leaving Lin Shuwei standing there in the road
, lost in thought. Xinyi felt a pang of guilt for leaving Lin Shuwei behind, thinking to herself, "This person has no grudge against me
, has never offended me, and even helped me out. Why should I turn and leave? Sigh, why
have I become so irritable these past two days?"
Although Xinyi thought this, she remembered the scene of Lin Shuwei and the others' actions and decided it wasn't anything serious, so she stopped
thinking about it and rode her flowery donkey into the city.
Back home, Lin Shuwei lay drowsily in bed, the girl he had seen that evening still lingering in his mind
.
As the lamps were lit, it suddenly started to rain. By midnight, he heard his younger brother, Shuping, in the next room, snoring heavily
, but he remained awake, his eyes wide open.
At this moment, he was repeatedly thinking about Xinyi. The thought of her turning and leaving filled him with a sense of loss.
He noticed the window was tightly closed; though the rain was heavy outside, not a drop could get in. He thought, "
Even if that girl is incredibly beautiful, as long as I remain indifferent and don't care, what does it matter to me? Isn't it just
like how, despite the heavy rain outside, I can still sleep peacefully in my bed?" Despite his thoughts, Xinyi's beautiful image still lingered in his mind
.
He smiled, but his smile didn't last long. Suddenly, the window opened silently, and the fine rain
rushed in. Just as he was complaining about the window not being closed properly, a pale yellow figure, faster than the wind and snow, landed
on his bedside.
The speed was simply unbelievable. Lin Shuwei was startled and asked sharply, "Who is it?"
The man didn't answer, but Lin Shuwei already knew who he was. Although he didn't want to believe it was the
man with the green eyes, the man's pale green, dull eyes, and expressionless face—if it weren't for the faint breathing
sounds—would have made him seem far from human. Coupled with the man's legs severed at the knees, Lin Shuwei was certain of
his feeling.
The man sensed Lin Shuwei's fear and laughed coldly, but his face didn't
change at all, which only intensified Lin Shuwei's indescribable terror.
Lin Shuwei had been a wanderer in the martial world for years, engaging in many life-or-death situations, but this feeling of fear
was new to him. However, he didn't forget his instinct for self-defense. With a sudden burst of strength, he
sprang from the bed, his legs flying in a double-flying motion. His left foot kicked the man's abdomen, while his right foot struck the man's Qimen acupoint.
This was the deadly "Double Flying Kick" from the Northern School of Tan Tui. He originally thought that even if this move couldn't injure this
person, it could at least make him retreat a few steps, at which point he might be able to escape.
The man sneered again, shifted his body, and skillfully dodged the move. His right palm flew out diagonally, its momentum
not particularly fast, but Lin Shuwei felt there was no way to dodge. He barely managed to pull his leg back, but the palm was already upon him,
pressing lightly between his chest and abdomen.
He felt as if he had received an unparalleled release. He heard the man say, "You injured my disciple, so
this palm strike is considered over. Who was that girl you were with this evening?"
Lin Shuwei grunted and said, "I don't know."
The man with the green eyes sneered slightly and struck him on the top of the head. Lin Shuwei's eyes immediately bulged out. Then he
could no longer feel anything.
Gazing at Lin Shuwei's corpse, the man's eyes revealed a hint of regret. He
shifted slightly and disappeared into the drizzling rain outside the window.
Xinyi, upon arriving in the city, found the largest inn, Fulin Inn, to stay at. Since Ren Zhaoyu had given her
ten thousand taels of silver, her food and lodging along the way had greatly improved; she ate well and stayed in fine accommodations, enjoying herself immensely.
However, as she approached the city, a sudden downpour soaked her to the bone. Upon arriving at the inn, the
plump waiter saw a radiant young woman standing before him. Under the lamplight, she wore a pinkish-green tight-fitting outfit, which
accentuated her graceful figure. The thin shirt, soaked by the rain, became slightly transparent, clinging tightly to her body
. Her full breasts and two pink nipples stood erect from the cold rain. Moreover,
her eyes sparkled with a captivating beauty, and the waiter, gazing at her, was utterly mesmerized. Xinyi spoke to him, but he seemed
not to hear her.
Xinyi was both annoyed and amused by the fat waiter. Just as she was about to give him instructions, the waiter muttered to himself,
"It's so dark now. It's really inconvenient for a young lady to be alone in unfamiliar surroundings. Let's go to an inn. The people in the inn are all
bad news..."
Xinyi thought to herself, "This waiter is really stupid. Isn't he insulting me?"
Suddenly, her face flushed, and she lowered her head in embarrassment. It turned out that Xinyi had noticed her disheveled state after being soaked by the rain
. She quickly scolded the waiter, "Quickly take the young lady to her room!" After saying that, her face burned again.
The waiter, as if waking from a dream, repeatedly said, "Yes! Yes! I'll take you there right away, young lady." After a few turns, he led
Xinyi to the door of a large room. The waiter said, "It's right here."
Xinyi's face flushed again. The waiter opened the door and led her inside. The young woman saw that the room was lavishly decorated, with
luxurious furniture, like the residence of a high-ranking official or wealthy merchant. She was satisfied and asked to get out.
The plump waiter was very attentive, serving tea, adding coal to the fire, and instantly the room became warm and cozy.
Then, they laid out some late-night snacks, all things girls usually love to eat. Xinyi, weary from her days of travel, was enjoying
such a treat for the first time. She couldn't help but feel a growing fondness for the waiter, and even started chatting and laughing, unlike her earlier
angry demeanor.
She had already taken off her coat, and now she even removed her soaked outer garment, leaving only a transparent
white undergarment draped over her body, her snow-white, voluptuous figure faintly visible.
It was late at night, and the room was brightly lit by five giant dragon-patterned lamps, the stove roaring. The waiter, parched and
disoriented, felt utterly lost; his penis was already erect, straining against his trousers like a tent.
Seeing the waiter staring blankly at her, and noticing his bulging crotch, Xin Yi blushed, a thought flashing through her mind.
She stood up and said, "I'm going to sleep."
The waiter was startled and quickly replied, "The room is ready. Is there anything else you need, miss?"
Xin Yi picked up her scarf. She hadn't brought much with her, only a small bundle and her Tai'a sword. She
didn't have anything to say, so she said, "No!"
She smiled slightly, walked closer to the waiter, and pretended to examine the giant dragon lamp. She bent slightly, and her white
undergarment immediately opened, revealing her snow-white, high breasts and rosy nipples. The fine pubic hair
was also faintly visible. The waiter's breathing grew heavier. After a while, Xin Yi turned her back to the waiter and
bent down to examine the carpet pattern. Her undergarment was short, and when she bent over, her entire snow-white, round
buttocks were exposed, impossible to conceal.
The chubby waiter noticed a hint of crimson between Xin Yi's snow-white, round buttocks. Upon closer inspection,
he saw it was Xin Yi's pink vulva. He trembled and collapsed to the ground. Xin Yi turned around and saw that he
had ejaculated, soaking the front of his pants. She was both angry and amused, inwardly cursing him for being useless.
After a while, the waiter finally stood up, bowing and saying, "Miss, may you rest well." He then greeted Xin
Yi, closed the door, and left.
Xin Yi nodded and smiled, thinking to herself, "This man is truly a gentleman; he wouldn't even dare linger in my room
." Then she thought again, "What a useless fellow!"
Her mind raced with these thoughts, all revolving around matters between men and women, and she blushed with embarrassment
. But the journey was tiring, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.
Chapter Six
Xin Yi slept until noon the next day, dressed herself up beautifully, asked for directions, and went to
stroll through the Jiangning midday market.
Upon arriving at the Jiangning market, Xin Yi was excited to find Western-style jewelry, clothing, and various goods everywhere. She excitedly
danced around, browsing through every stall. Xin Yi actually quite enjoyed shopping, and in her heart, she spent
nearly an hour browsing the short fifty-step walk.
While browsing, Xin Yi suddenly noticed a small stall packed with people, a long queue . Upon closer inspection,
she saw two white cloth banners, one reading "Azure-Eyed Divine Physician," and the other "Pointing Out Heavenly Secrets."
A thought struck Xin Yi; she seemed to have heard these names before during her fight with Iron Finger Guo Wei and the others yesterday, but she had been lost in thought
and hadn't heard clearly. She wanted to go in and see what it was all about, but the crowd was too overwhelming, so she had to give up
!
The shops in Jiangning Market were all small. Behind this shop was another gold jewelry shop. The female shopkeeper was beckoning
to Xinyi, so she went inside. The owner was talking to a male customer sitting behind the counter, his face and head bandaged
. Xinyi noticed the man was staring at her. She brushed her hair aside and ignored him, continuing
to pick out jewelry. Occasionally, she would look up and see the man still staring at her, glaring at her. Xinyi immediately turned back,
feeling the man looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.
It turned out that the man was Iron Finger Guo Wei. He, along with Divine Whip Invincible Xue Shao and Traceless Leg Yang Tianshu, were fellow disciples.
Yesterday, after the young scholar Lin Shuwei gouged out his right eye, his face and head were covered in bandages, making it impossible for Xinyi to recognize
him.
And the master of Iron Finger Guo Wei and the other two was the Jade-Eyed Immortal, which explained why Xinyi had encountered him here.
Xinyi turned back to look at the jewelry, but no matter how many times she chose, she was never satisfied. She was certainly interested in jewelry
, but she found gold too tacky and the designs too rigid. After sitting there for a while, she grew impatient.
After half an hour, feeling utterly bored, she went outside.
She noticed that the fortune-telling stall with the "Azure-Eyed Fortune Teller" and the "Pointing Out Heaven's Secrets" was almost empty. Intrigued, she went over.
The old fortune teller, about seventy years old, had pale green, dull eyes, an expressionless face
, and his legs were broken at the knees. He sat on a wheeled wooden chair.
Xinyi waited at the stall for a while. The Azure-Eyed Fortune Teller dismissed a customer and then said, "
What questions does this young lady have? This old man can try to answer them. Please sit down."
Xinyi was taken aback, but then sat down in the chair opposite the Azure-Eyed Fortune Teller.
The blue-eyed fortune teller asked, "What would you like to ask, young lady?"
Xinyi, unsure of her own question, replied, "I'd like to ask about my future."
The fortune teller said, "Although you are a woman, you possess lofty ambitions and are extraordinary. My fortune telling method requires
discerning your character from your bone structure. Please extend your right hand."
Xinyi extended her hand, and the fortune teller gently and carefully stroked it. Soon after, he said to Xinyi,
"You are experiencing a period of 'Robbing Wealth' in the first half of this year."
Xinyi asked, "What is 'Robbing Wealth'?" "
The green-eyed fortune teller said, 'The luck of making friends is related to your life. Have you made any new friends recently, and
received any favors from them?'"
Xin Yi thought of the innkeeper in Guanliang Town and Iron-Legged Ren Zhaoyu, and her heart skipped a beat. She replied,
"Yes! Thinking of the good deeds I've done with them, my heart races, and I feel hot all over!"
The green-eyed fortune teller then asked for Xin Yi's birth date and time, muttering incantations as he calculated her "Four Pillars of Destiny
. "
He pondered for a full half-incense stick's time. Xin Yi glanced at him from the side and saw his emerald eyes darting around rapidly, which
made her feel a little uneasy.
"Senior," Xin Yi finally couldn't help but ask, "Is my fate bad?"
The emerald-eyed fortune teller paused, then looked at Xinyi and said, "What a pity." He then looked up at the sky and emphasized, "What a pity."
"
Why?" Xinyi said, "Senior, please tell me the truth. A gentleman inquires about misfortune, not fortune. I am very open-minded; you don't need to be
so reserved."
The emerald-eyed fortune teller nodded emphatically, put Xinyi's hand down, and slowly said, "Miss, you are a wood element person. Your
'Day Master' corresponds to a 'Direct Resource' in your birth chart, and the hour pillar is Jiazi. Wood is protected by both 'Comparison' and 'Resource.' Just looking at the Day and Hour pillars,
you have a 'superior destiny' that turns misfortune into good fortune and hardship into auspiciousness."
Xinyi didn't understand what "superior destiny" meant, but she could tell it was a good destiny, so she immediately said, "Senior, please continue
."
"A tree born in summer, specifically in the year of the Fire element, would normally struggle to survive. Fortunately, it's nourished by the Water element, allowing it not only to
live but also to grow into a large tree. It possesses all five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. It also has all four elements of 'wealth,' 'official,' 'seal,' and 'food,'
and is a proper official and seal. If this were a male's birth chart, he would be like Zhong Yuangong of Suzhou—a top scholar and
prime minister, living to eighty, with many children and grandchildren, enjoying endless wealth and honor. It's a pity it's a female's chart,"
Xinyi said. "So what if it's a female's chart? Top scholars and prime ministers are still born of women."
"Young lady, please don't be angry," the green-eyed man replied calmly. "When I said it's a pity, I didn't mean your fate
is bad. If someone with such a birth chart said it's bad, it would be against all reason."
Hearing this, Xin Yi's anger turned to joy. "Then, where is the pity, sir?" she asked. "Please
tell me the truth."
The green-eyed man said, "Young lady, you have a younger sister, a year younger than you, right?"
Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat, and she answered, "Yes!"
The green-eyed man continued, "Second..." "When children fight, the stronger prevails. On the surface, you are both Jiazi, and I am
Jiazi too. Zi water nourishes Jia wood, like children fighting. On one side, an adult steps in to help the son, and on the other side, another adult intervenes
, making it a close contest. But the adult is exhausted and soon passes away... Miss, did you lose both parents at a young
age and were raised by others with your sister?"
Upon hearing this, Xinyi felt a pang of sadness and replied, "Yes!"
The emerald-eyed woman continued, "Fortunately, 'Gengzi looks towards Wei, Chen, Xu, Chou, Wei'..." "Earth in all four seasons, Earth generates Metal, so the other party
is a 'Wealth Star and Official Star,' which is very auspicious for the Child Star. Young lady, you've encountered a benefactor. Both you and your sister
have the 'Eating God' element in your birth charts. Regardless of gender, having the Eating God indicates intelligence and beauty. The Eating God is sufficient for what I produce; it generates
the wealth of the two Earth elements (Ji and Wei), which in turn generates the Xin Official Star. This is great fortune. In other words, the official star's prominence depends entirely on this Eating God."
Xin Yi found his explanation quite accurate and well-organized, so she wanted to ask for more details and said, "Then..."
"What will my future hold? Could you please tell me in detail, senior?"
The green-eyed physiognomist replied, "I can only say so much about the eight characters of the palm bones. If you wish to hear more details, you must examine
your entire skeleton before I can make a definitive judgment."
Xin Yi thought that if she was going to ask, she should be as detailed as possible, so she answered, "Then I am willing!"
The green-eyed physiognomist said, "Since you are willing, please follow me." After saying that, he rolled
the wheels of his cart into the inner hall, and Xin Yi followed him in.
Upon entering the inner hall, she saw nothing but a wooden bed, and the walls were bare. The
green-eyed physiognomist said to Xin Yi, "Please remove all your clothes, young lady. I will go out to wash my hands and be right back!"
Xin Yi was taken aback, thinking that removing all her clothes was such a hassle, but then she thought that this green-eyed physiognomist was just a seventy-
year-old crippled blind man, so she didn't take it to heart, took off her clothes, and sat on the wooden bed to wait for the green-eyed physiognomist to return.
As the Green-Eyed Immortal went to wash his hands in the courtyard, he encountered his three disciples, Iron-Finger Guo Wei and his companion. Iron-Finger Guo Wei
said, "Master, this is the little girl who fought with me yesterday!"
The Green-Eyed Immortal exclaimed in surprise, "Her?" Then, three sharp slaps rang out! He had slapped each of Guo Wei and his companion
.
Xue Shao called out, "Master!"
The Green-Eyed Immortal cursed, "Useless things! You can't even beat a little girl like this! Don't call me Master!"
Yang Tianshu pleaded, "Master, you must uphold justice for us!"
The Green-Eyed Immortal sneered and cursed, "I know what I'm doing. You three bastards, just wait here!"
He then returned to the inner hall.
Once back in the inner hall, the Green-Eyed Immortal asked, "Has the young lady's clothing been removed?"
Xin Yi replied, "Yes!
" The Green-Eyed Immortal continued, "Then please lie down on that bed, and I will begin to examine your bones!"
Xin Yi nodded and lay down on the wooden bed. The Green-Eyed Immortal then walked over.
The green-eyed man's hands moved slowly and skillfully over the young girl's body. Xin Yi trembled,
her body burning with desire. She thought, "This green-eyed man is just a decrepit old man, yet I feel such a strong desire
. Who can explain this strange feeling to me?"
The green-eyed man gently massaged Xin Yi's waist with his withered hands, making her feel
a tingling, itchy sensation all over her body, stirring her desire. She began to pant softly.
Then, his hands moved to her snow-white, round buttocks, sometimes pinching hard, sometimes kneading gently. Xin Yi arched her
buttocks to receive his caresses, her nipples hardening, her vagina slightly moist.
Faced with this strange turn of events, Xin Yi didn't know whether to accept it or not, unable to think of a solution. And this
was precisely the green-eyed man's intention; hearing Xin Yi's moans, he felt even more comfortable touching her.
After a while, the Green-Eyed Demon lifted Xinyi's waist upwards. Startled, Xinyi frantically
clung to the crossbar of the wooden bed, but her legs were already bent into knees by the Green-Eyed Demon, her rear wide open, already
within his grasp. The Green-Eyed Demon remained composed, only gently caressing Xinyi's snow-white buttocks,
making no further move for a long time. Xinyi gradually calmed down.
But finally, the Green-Eyed Demon made his move. His left hand traced along Xinyi's buttocks, first touching around her
anus. Xinyi tensed up again, but her whole body was weak and powerless to stop him. However, he
didn't linger and slid over it. Xinyi felt both relieved and disappointed. His blue-eyed index finger crossed the buttocks and
first touched the very bottom of her pink labia, where a small opening was formed, sticky and soft. He used his fingertip and
the shaft to poke and rub against Xinyi's tightly closed vulva. Xinyi couldn't make a sound, only letting out soft moans.
The blue-eyed man pressed his face against her slender waist, his short breaths barely concealing the movement. Her curves were so
delicate, so smooth, so lovely. He bent down and kissed Xin Yi's waist. Xin Yi breathed softly
, her face filled with pleasure and enjoyment.
The blue-eyed man's hands continued to slide forward, his palms and forearms rubbing against her vulva. Xin
Yi was already wet, and now her juices flowed freely, making the blue-eyed man's thin, dark arms
shine. Finally, he reached forward and cupped Xin Yi's snow-white breasts, stopping there. He played with
her breasts with his palms while rubbing her labia with his upper arm, making Xin Yi feel as if a thousand ants were crawling inside her, an unbearable tingling and itching sensation.
The man with the green eyes took Xin Yi's hand and placed it inside his pants to caress his hot
, hard penis. Xin Yi grasped it; it was about seven inches long, not thick, but uneven and burning hot.
It turned out the man had embedded many beads in his penis. Xin Yi couldn't resist stroking it a few
times, glancing back at the man with the green eyes, her gaze watery, but unfortunately, the man was blind and
couldn't see it.
The man's glans was round and large, pressing against Xin Yi's warm, moist entrance, giving her a tight, pleasurable
sensation. She reached between the man's legs, pulled down his pants, found his uneven penis
, and guided it, gently touching the round, large glans to her wet entrance, lightly rubbing and stroking it. At this moment, Xin
Yi was completely conquered by lust, forgetting all reason, and her original purpose for fortune-telling had long been forgotten
.
After rubbing for dozens of times, the blue-eyed fortune teller inserted his large glans a little bit into her vaginal opening. Xin Yi let out a soft "hmm,"
squinted her eyes, and swayed her hips to welcome him.
The blue-eyed fortune teller asked, "Is that enough?"
Xin Yi was naturally not satisfied and hurriedly said, "Not enough! Not enough!"
The blue-eyed fortune teller pushed it in a little more, and the glans was already hidden in her vagina. He asked again, "Is that enough?"
Xin Yi groaned, "Oh...not enough...more...a little more..."
The blue-eyed fortune teller pulled his hips back slightly, then thrust forward again, this time inserting half of his penis.
Xin Yi moaned, "Ah...more...more...oh..."
The blue-eyed fortune teller thrust hard, and this time it was finally fully inserted, the tip pressing tightly against her clitoris. Xin Yi opened her mouth wide in pleasure
but couldn't cry out.
Suddenly, the Green-Eyed God retreated, back to the entrance of her vagina, then pressed down hard, thrusting deep inside again. Xin Yi's body trembled
, and the Green-Eyed God's buttocks swayed as he pumped his penis in and out, while his hands kneaded Xin Yi's breasts.
They continued like this for about three hundred thrusts. The useless Xin Yi had already climaxed once; her white vaginal fluid
flowed out with each thrust of the Green-Eyed God's penis, leaving her vaginal opening wet, with more
fluid being squeezed out by his penis.
Suddenly, the Green-Eyed God forcefully turned Xin Yi over, lying down on top of him. Xin Yi,
completely powerless, could only lie on top of the Green-Eyed God, her snow-white buttocks raised high,
moving in sync with his thrusting motion.
The Green-Eyed God immediately began to thrust rapidly and powerfully, deeply and heavily, almost without pause. Xin
Yi felt her vagina completely possessed and conquered, the pleasure surging rapidly, her lust overwhelming her, beyond control.
"Ah...ah..." Xin Yi whispered, "So comfortable...so comfortable...so comfortable...oh...
oh...ah...ah...oh my god...ah..."
Just then, Yang Tianshu, the Unseen Legs, Xue Shao, the Invincible Whip, and Guo Wei, the Iron Finger, quietly entered the inner
room, quickly stripped off their clothes, and walked towards Xin Yi with their erect penises. Xue Shao and Guo Wei's penises were only of ordinary
size, while Yang Tianshu's penis was seven or eight inches long and very thick. The three men approached Xin Yi and began to caress
her. Xin Yi was startled to realize that others were touching her, and her heart skipped a beat. When she saw that it was Guo Wei and the other two, she was even more
shocked. However, Xin Yi was already consumed by lust by the Green-Eyed Man's penetration and had no ability to resist.
The man with the green eyes trembled a few times before finally ejaculating. Xin Yi, her flower-like heart scalded by his semen,
cried out in pleasure. The man's penis soon went limp. He beckoned Yang Tianshu
to take his place and then went to rest.
Xin Yi had completely lost her reason, her mind filled only with lust. Seeing Yang Tianshu lie down, she reached out and grasped
his penis, stroking it a few times, lowering her waist to make her buttocks stick out more, and leaning back to meet him. Sure enough
, in a few strokes, she had Yang Tianshu's glans inside her vagina.
Yang Tianshu deftly pushed forward, easily inserting most of his penis. Xin Yi let out a pleasant, satisfied moan.
Yang Tianshu then pushed against her buttocks, slowly withdrawing his penis.
A small section of the shaft clung to Xin Yi's thin flesh, its pink, delicate flesh peeking out, making Xue Shao and Guo Wei even more excited. Xue
Shao, holding his penis, stood in front of Xin Yi, unable to resist a surge of desire. His penis throbbed forcefully, slapping
against Xin Yi's pert nose, then rubbing the glans against her lips. Xin Yi felt the soft warmth of the glans
and couldn't help but take half of Xue Shao's glans into her mouth. Xue Shao's whole body convulsed and trembled violently. With a thrust of his hips, he shoved his penis
into Xin Yi's mouth, filling her small mouth completely. Then he began to thrust. Xin Yi could only make soft
"uh...uh" sounds, barely able to breathe!
Meanwhile, Guo Wei, the Iron-Fingered One, wasn't idle either. He caressed Xin Yi's rounded, exquisitely
white buttocks, spitting some saliva onto her delicate anus and his own penis,
gently rubbing the head of his penis against her anus.
Xin Yi wanted to say no, but her mouth was filled with Xue Shao's penis, and Yang Tianshu was
thrusting violently into her lower body, making her too comfortable to speak. Guo Wei rubbed the head of his penis against
Xin Yi's anus a few times, then forcefully thrust it in. With a "squelch," it was fully inserted. Xin Yi immediately felt
a hot, hard penis poking into her anus, causing her to tremble with pain, her hands almost giving way. However, Guo
Wei didn't move after inserting it, simply leaving his penis soaking in Xin Yi's anus.
Soon, a feeling of fullness welled up in Xinyi's brain, and she began to twist her snow-white buttocks from side to side. Guo Wei
thought, "It's time," and began to frantically thrust more than two hundred times. At first, Xinyi gritted her teeth and endured it, but after a hundred thrusts...
Finally, she couldn't help but gasp, her whole body trembling, her buttocks bobbing up and down. Yang
Tianshu's thick, long penis thrust in and out of her vagina, the tender skin of her vaginal opening gripping the shaft, being pulled in
and out with the movement. A large amount of vaginal fluid was squeezed out repeatedly from the narrow crevice where the skin met the penis. Guo Wei also matched
the rhythm, frantically thrusting into Xinyi's anus. The two small holes in Xinyi's lower body continuously oozed strands of vaginal fluid, contracting
and expanding, revealing glimpses of the pale pink flesh inside.
Approaching eight hundred thrusts, Xinyi was completely limp and powerless. Xue Shao grabbed Xinyi's head and
moved it back and forth, while Guo Wei and Yang Tianshu thrust even harder. Xinyi was driven to a daze, nearly unconscious. Her cherry
-like mouth, tender vagina, and anus tightened simultaneously, and all four reached orgasm at the same time, white semen shooting out.
Xinyi, however, had already fainted from the continuous orgasms.
When Xinyi awoke, it was already midnight. She found herself completely naked, covered only by a brocade quilt. Her
personal belongings and short sword were neatly placed beside her. Recalling the climax and pleasure before she fainted, she couldn't tell if it was a dream or
reality, but the memory lingered.
Suddenly, she heard a rumbling sound, and the man with the green eyes entered the inner room in a wheelchair. Xinyi blushed and
pulled the quilt to cover herself. The man with the green eyes said, "Miss, there's no need for that. This old man is blind and cannot
see..."
Xinyi retorted coquettishly, "You call yourself an old man! You...you..." Before she could finish speaking, her face flushed even more
!
The man with the green eyes said, "There's no need to say more. I suppose you already know that I am
the master of those three good-for-nothing good-for-nothings."
Xinyi interjected, "None of them are good people..." After saying this, her face turned even redder.
The fortune teller with green eyes smiled and said, "Let's just forget about the grudge between you and my three good-for-nothing disciples!"
Xin Yi was neither agreeable nor disagreeable. The fortune teller continued, "I have something to tell you, young lady, I wonder if you'd
like to hear it?"
Xin Yi said, "Go ahead!"
The fortune teller said, "If you wish to make a name for yourself in the martial world, there's no future in staying in Jiangning. You should go to Dadu (Beijing)
, where you'll surely prosper. I have four words to give you."
Xin Yi asked, "What four words?"
The fortune teller said, "The four words 'Close to Beggars, Distant to Scholars.' Think about them carefully yourself!" With that, he
pushed his chair and scurried away.
After the fortune teller left, Xin Yi got up and dressed, thinking about the four words "Close to Beggars, Distant to Scholars." She thought,
"Close to Beggars" is easy to understand, but "Distant to Scholars" is a bit difficult to decipher... Just as she was thinking, she finished
dressing, tidied her hair, and left the fortune teller's shop, returning to the Fulin Inn. He asked the waiter for two large bowls of hot water and took
a hot bath. While bathing, his anus felt painful and numb, and it was already red and swollen. He cursed Guo Wei in his heart, but
when he thought of the four disciples, including the Blue-Eyed Master, he couldn't help but drift off into a daze, his face flushed and his heart pounding... and he
no longer cared about the pain and numbness in his anus.
Chapter Seven
Spring comes early to Jiangnan, the grass grows and the orioles fly . In the third month of the year, the setting sun still carries a slight chill in the morning and evening.
On the main road from Wushi Hengjie to Xiaguan in the suburbs of Jiangning, there are few pedestrians, the treetops sway, a gentle breeze blows, and it is extremely quiet. Suddenly,
a wild goose takes flight, and in the distance, the faint sound of hooves can be heard. A moment later, a spotted donkey comes along, and on its back sits a stunningly beautiful girl.
She is young, charming, lively, and cheerful, and has an attractive aura. She wears a tailored
pink and green suit, and at her waist hangs an antique, mottled short sword. The scabbard is made of bronze and engraved with the two characters
"Tai'a". This girl is Xinyi.
After spending two days in Jiangning, Xinyi remembered what Biyan had told her earlier. She got up early,
dressed herself, paid for her room, and rode her flowery donkey from Xiaguan in the north of Jiangning. She traveled
slowly north, enjoying the scenery along the way, and soon arrived at the Qinhuai River in Yangzhou.
The Qinhuai River was bustling with pleasure boats, filled with the sounds of music and laughter, a testament to the splendor of the Six Dynasties. It was only evening, but
many wealthy young men were already there, seeking pleasure. Xinyi walked to the riverbank and saw that each boat had a sign with its name on it. Some boats were brightly lit
, with laughter emanating from them, while others had their lights off. She noticed one boat moored near the shore, unlike
the others lined up one after another, and its lights were still on. She looked at it more closely.
The boat's window was open. Xinyi stood on the bank and watched for a while. There was no laughter inside. After
a moment, a little girl's head suddenly climbed out of the window, about three or four years old. The little girl saw Xin Yi
and waved to him with a smile. Xin Yi saw that he had big, bright eyes and a very cute smile, so
he waved back. Suddenly, the little boy started waving his arms and legs excitedly. Suddenly, he slipped, cried out in surprise, and
fell into the river. Xin Yi saw this and quickly shouted for the boatman.
A moment later, a countryman, about forty years old, bald, with scars crisscrossing his cheeks, and
a very robust build, emerged from the rear cabin. His face seemed troubled, and he frowned, asking, "What's wrong?"
Xinyi pointed to the water and said, "A child has fallen in! You must hurry and save him!"
The bald, burly man peered out the window and saw the child's head receding from the boat. He cried out in alarm, "What happened?
How could a child fall in?"
With that, the bald, burly man rolled up his trousers and jumped into the water. Fortunately, the water was shallow near the shore, and he quickly
pulled the child ashore. The bald, burly man placed the child upside down on his lap, and the child coughed up a lot of water. Then,
an elderly woman, about eighty years old, came out from the rear cabin and said to the bald, burly man, "Standing here so late,
be careful!" "Cool." He turned to look at the child again, then said to the bald, burly men, "Where did this child come from?
He's made the boat filthy. Get him out of here."
The bald, burly man frowned slightly and said to the old woman, "Mother, why are you like this? This is your grandson! How
can you not remember him? Sigh!"
Before the old woman could answer, the bald, burly man suddenly stood up, bowed to Xinyi, and thanked her, saying, "This
young lady saved my life. I am poor and have no way to repay her. Please come aboard, young lady. I will offer you a cup of tea
to repay your kindness!"
Xinyi had originally intended to leave after seeing the child rescued, but seeing the bald, burly man's distressed expression and the
old woman's confused state, curiosity and pity arose within her. So she agreed and tied the flower donkey to the willow tree on the shore.
On the treetop, the bald, burly man rowed the boat to the shore and lowered the gangplank. Xinyi then boarded
the boat.
The boat contained only a small table and two footstools, and appeared somewhat dilapidated. Soon, the bald, burly man served tea,
repeatedly expressing his gratitude. As he spoke, he knelt down. Xinyi quickly helped the bald, burly man to a chair, but he
continued to thank her profusely. Xinyi said, "Brother, I see you are an honest man, yet your face is clouded with sorrow. You
must have something on your mind. If you don't mind my youth and lack of experience, why don't you tell me what's wrong, so we can discuss it?"
Upon hearing this, the bald, burly man's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down his face.
It turned out that this man's fate was also exceptionally tragic. His father, Jin Huomu, was originally a tenant farmer in a
small village called Wangjiazhuang on the outskirts of the city, living off the meager harvest from farming. His wife was virtuous, and they had a son, Da Niu
, who helped with the farm. In their later years, they had a daughter named Axiu. Life was hard, but they were happy nonetheless.
However, the landlord, Master Wang, who had seven concubines, took a fancy to Da Niu's sister and sent someone to propose
marriage. Da Niu's family naturally refused. Master Wang then summoned Da Niu's father, offering five taels of silver to take back his land.
Da Niu's father refused again. Master Wang increased the offer to ten taels. Da Niu's father still refused, saying that his family of six depended entirely on
this vegetable garden for their livelihood, and pleaded for mercy. Master Wang then said, "Why don't you marry your daughter, A Xiu, to me
? Then we'll be family, I won't take back your vegetable garden, and I'll even give you an extra hundred taels of silver."
Da Niu's father, of course, refused and was severely beaten on the spot. Back home, he was seriously injured and collapsed. Da Niu
was furious and went to confront Master Wang with a hoe, but was beaten by Master Wang's servants, who slashed his face
and kicked him. They even falsely accused Da Niu of damaging their family's antiques, and sent someone to the patrol office to file a complaint
. The constables then came and locked Da Niu up.
Da Niu's wife rushed to the patrol office to plead her case, but was also driven out by the constables. The patrol officer, acting on instructions from Master Wang, subjected
Da Niu to beatings with boards and cangues, leaving him barely alive. Da Niu's wife went to visit him in prison and found
her husband covered in blood and unable to speak. She went to Master Wang's house to plead for him, but
was raped by Master Wang's family. After returning home, she was in a daze and soon hanged herself. Da Niu's father, being old,
died soon after, and Da Niu's mother, heartbroken, went insane.
Seeing that this wasn't a solution, Da Niu's younger sister, A Xiu, agreed to marry Master Wang as a concubine on the condition that
Da Niu be released. Master Wang indeed released Da Niu. On the night of her marriage, A
Xiu hid a knife in her sleeve, intending to assassinate Master Wang, but instead, she was killed by him. Master Wang then sent his servants
to the Jin family that very night to capture Da Niu. Fortunately, Da Niu was strong, and although there were many servants, they dared not push him too hard due to his fierce nature
. This allowed Da Niu to escape from Wang Family Village with his elderly mother and young son.
Xin Yi, already filled with righteous indignation from the previous conversation, suddenly stood up and slammed her hand
on the table, sending bowls and dishes flying and soup splashing everywhere. She roared, "Is this true?"
Seeing her fury, Da Niu quickly replied, "It's absolutely true!"
Xin Yi said, "Tell me where Wang Family Village is, and I'll avenge you!"
Da Niu said, "I'm very grateful for your kindness, but you're just a young woman..."
Suddenly, Xin Yi reached out and neatly sliced off a corner of the table.
Upon seeing this, Da Niu exclaimed with delight, "So you're a skilled martial artist! Heaven has eyes! ... Heaven
has eyes!" He then burst into tears. He said, "Wang Family Village is a day's journey from here. If you don't mind,
please rest on my boat tonight. You and my mother can sleep in the aft cabin, and I'll sleep in the fore-stern."
Xin Yi thought she still had many things to ask Da Niu, so she agreed.
That night, Xinyi shared a cabin with Da Niu's mother and the child, while Da Niu slept on the floor of the forward cabin.
Xinyi spent the entire night thinking about Da Niu's family's plight, burning with anger, and resolved to leave for Wangjiazhuang early the next morning . She
tossed and turned until
the early hours of the morning before finally falling asleep. The next morning, before dawn, Xinyi got up. Seeing that Da Niu's mother and son were still fast asleep, she quietly
got up and went to the forward cabin. Upon arriving, she felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her heart pounding. It turned out that Da
Niu, due to his male nature, had naturally become erect in the morning, and his erect penis
, over nine inches long, was protruding from his crotch. Xinyi was momentarily captivated, her heart filled with lust, and she stood there, stunned,
beside Da Niu.
Xinyi stayed for a short while before going outside to wash up. Returning to the aft cabin, she placed the five thousand taels of silver notes on the table and was
about to leave when she suddenly thought of Da Niu's over nine-foot-long penis. Unable to control her lust any longer, she pressed
acupoints on Da Niu's mother and the other two, rendering them unconscious. She then took off her outer garment, quietly opened the door, and went to the front cabin.
Xinyi walked to Da Niu's bedside, her beautiful eyes, brimming with desire, fixed on him. At this moment, Da Niu
had also been awakened by Xin Yi. Seeing her approach, he was naturally surprised, and then, noticing his erect penis, he
stammered, "Miss, is there something you need?"
Startled, Da Niu's large penis twitched, and Xin Yi's beautiful eyes were fixed on it.
This sight, coupled with her already burning desire, felt as if a hammer had pierced
her heart, intensifying her lust. She pretended to accidentally drop her clothes, revealing her fair legs, shapely hips, slender waist, and full breasts—
her snow-white body was immediately presented before Da Niu.
Although Da Niu was an honest man, he was in his prime, and the desires of men and women were fundamental human needs. How could he
resist? Adding to this, Xin Yi's cheeks were like spring flowers, and her eyes were filled with alluring passion; he felt his heart flutter.
Seeing that he didn't move, Xinyi slowly walked forward, her captivating eyes fixed on him without blinking. Suddenly,
she lunged forward, grabbing Da Niu's shoulder, panting softly, and leaning against him.
Da Niu, though not made of wood, was also weak at this moment. He gently pushed her away, but his hand landed squarely on Xinyi's snow-white
, full breasts. His heart fluttered again, and Xinyi pushed him away, pinning him to the bed. Da Niu, now completely
swayed by reason, also embraced Xinyi, and the two rolled around on the floor.
Da Niu slightly spread Xinyi's thighs and placed his hand on her tender vulva, rubbing his fingers
back and forth between her labia and clitoris, sending waves of pleasurable spasms through Xinyi's legs. "Mmm! It's so itchy," she whimpered.
"You've made me all wet!" Xin Yi said coquettishly.
Overwhelmed by the tingling pleasure, Xin Yi boldly spread her legs, placing her full, tender vulva in Da Niu's
rough palm, letting him play with her inner petals. The love juice flowing from her tender vulva moistened Da Niu's fingers,
exuding the fragrance of a young woman.
"Ah...oh..." With each moan, Xin Yi's love juice gushed out continuously. Da Niu
passionately kissed Xin Yi's neck, his left hand supporting her full breasts, his right hand still roaming between her labia. Because
it was so pleasurable, Xin Yi moaned repeatedly, gently stroking Da Niu's huge glans.
Xin Yi moved her round, slender thighs in rhythm with Da Niu, completely abandoning her girlish reserve. Da Niu took
off his trousers, moved his thick, veiny penis a few times, stroked Xin Yi's slender legs, then grabbed her ankles
, gently lifted her legs, and found her pink vulva in the slightly sunken part of her groin.
Amu used his index and ring fingers to part Xin Yi's moist labia, aimed his penis at the vulva, and slowly inserted the
glans, not daring to thrust in all at once. Unexpectedly, Xin Yi, feeling numb and itchy, arched her tender vulva, and the hot
penis entered more than halfway. Xin Yi's vagina tightly gripped Da Niu's penis. Since his wife's death, Da Niu
had never had any sexual pleasure, let alone enjoyed such a tight, tender vulva.
Da Niu's penis gently thrust in and out. "Push it in deeper, it's so itchy inside," Xin Yi moaned softly,
her buttocks arching upwards. Da Niu was no longer as gentle as before; his movements became increasingly rapid. After more than two hundred thrusts,
each time hitting her G-spot, the sounds of "plop! plop!" created a beautiful melody. After another
two or three hundred powerful thrusts, Xin Yi's uterus suddenly contracted, her whole body trembling, and a gush of love fluid shot out. Da Niu's glans
also felt a tingling sensation, and white semen shot straight to her G-spot, a blissful sensation like that of a god.
Exhausted, the two lay on the bed. Soon, Xin Yi got up to wash and went back to the rear cabin. She
released Da Niu's mother and the other two from their sedation, asked Da Niu for directions to Wangjiazhuang, and then bid him farewell before heading towards Wangjiazhuang
.
That evening, Xinyi arrived at Wangjiazhuang. She inquired with the villagers about the residence of the landlord, Master Wang, then
tied her little donkey outside the village and, using her light-footed skills, went to investigate Master Wang's house at night.
Wang Lusan, the head of Wangjiazhuang, had spent the first half of his life as a peddler, working as a middleman. After accumulating
some wealth in middle age, he established himself as a merchant in Wangjiazhuang. Through force and plunder, he achieved great success, amassing immense wealth
and owning thousands of acres of land. His name was known throughout the surrounding area, making him quite famous and influential. Wang Lusan's wife
died when he was forty-two. Afterwards, he took seven concubines. Although he was over seventy, he indulged in
prostitution and gambling, secretly engaging in all sorts of wicked activities.
After quietly leaping into the Wang family mansion, Xin Yi had already made up her mind: "Wang Lusan alone couldn't have
committed so many evils. His accomplices all deserve to die. Today, I must show no mercy." She then saw five
guards drinking and playing dice in the pavilion when a beautiful young woman suddenly jumped over the wall and they were startled.
The guards, seeing the woman's beauty, smiled obsequiously and were about to make a suggestive remark when the woman suddenly stretched out her hands,
shifted her body, and slashed down at his shoulder blade. The guard felt a sharp pain in both shoulders, his shoulder blade
shattered. Xin Yi swung her hands repeatedly, and in an instant, all five guards were knocked to the ground.
After knocking down several guards, Xinyi questioned a servant and learned the location of Wang Lusan's residence. She then stealthily
approached the attic where Wang Lusan lived, only to find it brightly lit and filled with the sounds of men and women laughing and joking. Xinyi
thought it best not to act rashly, so she crouched down outside the back window of the attic, poked a small hole in the paper window, and
peered inside. It turned out that Wang Lusan had just obtained a dose of aphrodisiac called "Unfailing Golden Spear" from an Indian merchant and
was currently having an affair with his fifth concubine. Xinyi felt a surge of desire but didn't immediately go in; she watched from the window.
She saw Wang Lusan spreading his fifth concubine's legs, burying his face between her thighs and licking her vulva intensely. Wang Lusan's tongue was very long; he
kept teasing and sucking at his fifth concubine's labia, drawing out her vaginal fluids, leaving his mouth covered in bubbles. Besides licking, he also
gently bit her protruding clitoris with his teeth!
"You...you...you rascal...ah...!" Fifth Concubine seemed aroused; she suddenly broke free from him and
sat on the edge of the bed.
"Come here!" Wang Lusan licked the foam from the corner of his mouth, revealing a lewd smile.
Fifth Concubine's lower abdomen lifted, her legs slightly parted, revealing her hairy vulva. Her labia were glistening with oil.
Although Fifth Concubine was slender, her breasts were disproportionate to her body!
Fifth Concubine's narrow eyes were watery, and she seemed a little impatient: "Why don't you take out your thing!" Then
, she reached out and grabbed Wang Lusan's crotch. Wang Lusan unbuckled his belt, and Fifth Concubine let go, causing his pants to
fall down. A purplish-red, stiff six-inch penis was revealed.
At Wang Lusan's age, his penis shouldn't be able to get erect quickly, but that wasn't the case. Thanks to the drug,
his penis immediately became erect.
"Alright!" Wang Lusan chuckled wickedly, "I'll give you a good meal!" He grabbed Fifth Concubine's calves with both hands and pulled them apart,
spreading her legs wide open!
Fifth Concubine braced herself against the bed, raising her lower abdomen as high as possible. Her vulva was wide open, even her clitoris was protruding
!
Wang Lusan held her thighs and thrust his penis in hard!
"Ah...uh...!" Fifth Concubine cried out softly, his penis easily reaching the bottom.
Except for her two small testicles, Wang Lusan's entire penis was wet, Fifth Concubine's vaginal fluids were plentiful
!
Wang Lusan was very skilled in bed; after inserting, he didn't rush to thrust, but instead let it soak in her warm
vulva.
Fifth Concubine groaned softly, "You rascal...move!"
Wang Lusan laughed as he pulled on his penis, "This is a good thing, you'll have to kiss this treasure later!"
"Ah...oh...ah..." Fifth Concubine groaned, "Faster...ah...ah..."
His movements quickened, like pulling a bellows.
"Ah...ah..." Fifth Concubine bit her lip desperately, her moans carrying to Xin Yi's
ears outside.
Xin Yi watched and listened, her heart itching with desire, her body gradually heating up. On a whim,
she suddenly pushed open the window, leaped into the room, knocked out the fifth concubine, and used acupressure on Wang Lusan to make him sit on
the bed, pushing the fifth concubine to the back.
Wang Lusan, just enjoying himself, was suddenly struck by this sudden change, and in shock, he fainted. Xin Yi
pinched his philtrum, and he slowly awoke. Upon waking, he saw a beautiful young woman in green standing before him. His heart settled,
but then he heard Xin Yi say, "I've come for revenge. What you did to the Jin family at the village entrance will have to be paid for today."
Upon hearing this, Wang Lusan felt a chill run down his spine and almost fainted again, but his erect penis, due to the drugs
, remained proudly erect.
Xin Yi continued, "But I won't treat you unfairly. I'll compensate you for ruining your good time, making
you a libertine ghost."
With that, she released the acupressure point on Wang Lusan's tongue. Then, with a charming smile,
she reached out and untied her clothes in front of Wang Lusan. Her garments slipped down, revealing her fair breasts, slender waist, long
legs, and a sparse patch of dark hair.
Although Wang Lusan was in grave danger, seeing such a beautiful and alluring young woman's body made his heart race!
With that, Xinyi raised one leg, revealing her tender, red vulva, and brought it to Wang Lusan's
lips.
Seeing this tender vulva, so red and delicate, Wang Lusan couldn't resist and kissed Xinyi's
vulva.
Xinyi felt a tingling sensation all over her body from his kiss! She immediately felt something warm
licking inside her vulva!
Xinyi groaned softly, simultaneously clenching her vulva a few times, trapping Wang Lusan's tongue
inside! And immediately, her vulva began to flow with moisture.
After licking for a while, Xinyi couldn't take it anymore, so she squatted down and
gripped and squeezed Wang Lusan's penis with both hands, one above and one below.
Wang Lusan's pressure points were sealed, so he could only let Xinyi play with his genitals.
Xinyi held his penis and worked on it for a long time, but Wang Lusan's penis remained erect and pointing
upwards.
Xinyi thought that this old thief probably couldn't ejaculate with just her hands, so she bent down, opened her bright red cherry-like
mouth, and took Wang Lusan's glans into her mouth. Wang Lusan felt a warm, wet sensation, his red lips
intimately sucking, his tongue gently teasing him. He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, but he didn't ejaculate.
Xinyi's mouth held him tightly, she sucked hard, and her hands were also working on Wang Lusan's crotch at the same time
. Wang Lusan's heartbeat quickened, his breathing became heavier, and Xinyi could feel the change from her mouth.
"Almost there! This old thief can't hold back any longer!" She increased the pressure, the speed, and the intensity, but the aphrodisiac from India had a miraculous
effect; Wang Lusan's penis only grew thicker and harder, remaining unchanged!
At this moment, Xinyi was also aroused. She spat out Wang Lusan's penis, her mouth covered in saliva. She
wiped the saliva from her mouth with her hand, gazing at Wang Lusan's firm, erect penis, and couldn't help but sway.
She stood up, her snow-white breasts trembling, spread her round, slender legs
, and straddled Wang Lusan, pressing her warm, moist vulva against the head of his penis. With a thrust of her hips, she inserted most of his penis,
making Xinyi open her mouth but dare not make a sound. Then she began to move up and down.
Xin Yi's vagina and Wang Lusan's penis were tightly in contact, rubbing together. Each thrust produced a pleasurable sensation.
Wang Lusan's penis filled Xin Yi's tender cunt, full and satisfying. Every friction and movement from Xin Yi
brought her an incredibly intense stimulation. Every pore of her body was filled with a blissful feeling. She closed her
eyes, fully enjoying herself, her waist swaying more powerfully, her breasts shaking even more violently.
"Ah...ah..." she couldn't help but moan.
Xin Yi moved even faster, her hair disheveled, her face flushed, as if she had applied a thousand layers of rouge. Her mind was filled
only with the thought of pleasure; she had long forgotten her original purpose.
She had reached orgasm! Feeling the radiant pleasure!
Xin Yi couldn't help but moan, her vaginal muscles contracting violently, her whole body exhausted, and waves of vaginal fluid gushing out.
Wang Lusan gritted his teeth, then suddenly stopped moving. His glans was deep inside Xinyi's vagina, his penis throbbing and pulsating.
A gush of semen spurted out, strong and copious, scalding Xinyi, making her tremble and weak all over. She could only lie on
top of Wang Lusan, panting softly… After a while, Wang Lusan's penis slid limply out of Xinyi's vagina. Only then
could Xinyi sit up, but she saw that Wang Lusan's face was pale, his whole body trembling and convulsing. Not long after, his body jolted, and he breathed
his last! It turned out that although the aphrodisiac from India was incredibly effective, it was extremely harmful to the body. He had been acupunctured,
and the blockage in his blood vessels made it even more unbearable. Moreover, he was old, so he died!
Xinyi was shocked to see Wang Lusan dead, but then she realized that he had died from excessive excitement, and she was relieved
. Thinking to herself, "That old scoundrel's own death saves me the trouble, but he certainly lived a life of debauchery."
After dressing, Xinyi saw a brocade box on the table. Opening it, she found fifty thousand taels of silver notes inside. On a whim,
she grabbed it and leaped over the wall, leaving Wangjiazhuang. As for the fifth concubine later being accused of murder for money and suffering imprisonment
, that was another matter.
A day later, Xinyi returned to the banks of the Qinhuai River. She gave thirty thousand taels of the fifty thousand taels of silver notes to Aniu, feeling she had done
a good deed. Feeling smug, she rode her little flowered donkey northward. Before leaving, thinking of Aniu's long
penis, she couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. She and Aniu made love on the boat again before reluctantly departing
.
Chapter Eight:
The setting sun cast a golden glow, the blue sky shrouded in orange mist.
At Zhonggu Mountain in southern Anhui, the cliffs and boulders below Yujing Peak, washed by the moonlight, appeared from afar like white jade. The grass
was as green as flowers, and the flowers as green as rings—a truly exquisite scene created by the Creator.
Although it was early summer, a slight chill still lingered in the evening breeze. Suddenly, a
figure appeared on the road at the entrance of Tongjia Village. Dressed in green with red lips, her jade-like cheeks were whiter than snow. Her beautiful eyes
sparkled as she rode a flowered donkey slowly towards Tong Laosi's dilapidated and simple inn near the ancestral hall.
After bidding farewell to Da Niu's family on the banks of the Qinhuai River, Xin Yi slowed her pace, taking advantage of the late spring scenery, and rode along...
Bei arrived at Tongjia Village at the foot of Yujing Peak that day. Seeing that dusk was already falling, he decided to stay the night.
The small village had about two hundred households, most of whom made their living by farming. Because the village population was so
small, there was only one small inn, barely surviving by providing tea to the villagers and occasionally
catering to travelers.
Actually, it couldn't really be called an inn, as it only had three rooms, resembling a typical family's house
with a few wooden planks as walls. However, these three rooms were never full.
As usual, at sunset, the inn was crowded with farmers drinking tea and chatting. The small
room, with no more than seven or eight people, even the aisle was packed. Suddenly
, a young, beautiful, and graceful girl appeared at the village entrance, and
the once noisy inn fell silent. The country folk were naturally outgoing and lively, and when they gathered together, it was always very cheerful
. Strangely enough, when the villagers suddenly saw the stunningly beautiful young woman before them, they were so astonished that they forgot
to speak, their mouths agape, just staring at each other, none of them knowing who this girl in green was
.
Since descending the mountain, Xin Yi had long been accustomed to the intense gazes of the men around her, so she didn't pay any attention.
She asked the innkeeper, Tong Lao Si, for a pot of tea and sat down at a small table in the lobby.
After glancing at Xin Yi a few more times, the villagers began talking loudly again.
Xin Yi hadn't initially paid attention to their conversation, but the villagers kept calling her a lecher and
a beast, accompanied by the sounds of them slamming tables and kicking chairs. Intrigued, Xin Yi began to listen more closely.
It turned out that Tongjia Village, usually known for its simple and honest people, had become a hotbed of trouble in the past two months, contrary to its usual behavior
.
In the past two months, eleven young women in Tongjia Village have fallen victim to the lecherous thief, including the village chief
's two daughters. Three days ago, even the old temple keeper's daughter was raped, stripped naked, and abandoned at
the entrance of the ancestral hall. The whole affair has snowballed, even shaking the provincial capital.
The police have been given a month to solve the case, but they still don't even know the thief's age or height.
The villagers, left with no other choice, have resorted to helping each other, but they know the thief is skilled in martial arts, and even if they encounter him,
they are no match. They can't help but sigh and lament in the small inn.
Upon hearing this, Xin Yi inwardly gritted her teeth and asked an old farmer sitting nearby, "Uncle,
what exactly happened in this case of the lecherous thief? Could you tell me? Perhaps I can do something to help your village!"
The old farmer was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, but tears streamed down his face as he said to Xin Yi,
"We appreciate your kindness, young lady, but alas! That lecherous thief is skilled in martial arts and his whereabouts are unpredictable. Even the police
can't catch him. You, a delicate young lady, going to provoke that thief is like a lamb entering a tiger's
den! You should rest for the night and leave early tomorrow, far away from this troublesome place." With that, he shook
his head, sighed, and left. Not long after, dinner was served, and the villagers gradually dispersed.
Seeing that the old farmer was unwilling to say more, Xin Yi had no choice but to accept it. She thought his words were well-intentioned,
and although she wanted to help, the police and villagers had no leads. For a moment
, she was at a loss. So she asked the innkeeper, Tong Lao Si, for a room. After washing up, she poured herself a cup of tea, rested her
cheek on her hand, and sat down at the table, lost in
thought. Xin Yi pondered for a while but couldn't come up with a suitable way to help the simple villagers.
She picked up the tea she had just poured and took a sip. The moment the tea entered her mouth, she was startled.
The tea on the table had been drugged. However, Xin Yi had learned the properties of various drugs from her master since childhood, and with
her profound internal strength, even if she had drunk the tea, it would have been like chili water, causing no harm. But
then, a thought flashed through her mind, and she had a plan. She smiled slightly, extinguished the candle, and went to bed
.
At midnight, a deep darkness engulfed the entire Tongjia Village.
The innkeeper, Tong Laosi, suddenly crept furtively to Xinyi's room, gently knocking on the door and
calling out, "Miss! Miss!" After a while, seeing no response, he quietly opened
the door and went inside.
Tong Laosi had a long, narrow face and small eyes. He had silently slipped
to Xinyi's side. He nervously and stealthily approached her, his facial muscles twitching involuntarily,
while a burning fire raged within him. He reached out his trembling right hand and gently nudged Xinyi twice, testing
whether she was asleep.
Xinyi showed no reaction.
Tong Laosi was completely stunned. Standing before Xinyi's bed, his mouth slightly open, his breathing rapid, a
fire of desire ignited within him. He was like a hungry tiger seeing a helpless lamb; his breathing became heavy and
urgent. A terrifying, fiery light shone from his eyes—a light filled with hunger, lust, and lewdness
!
The room was dimly lit, yet bright enough to illuminate Xin Yi's beautiful, delicate face
. Tong Lao Si carefully turned the sleeping Xin Yi onto her back.
Actually, Xin Yi had woken up when Tong Lao Si knocked on the door.
After discovering that the tea on the table was laced with a sleeping potion, she had devised a plan to use herself as bait to lure the lecherous thief to her, then catch him. But then she saw Tong Lao
Si enter, staring at her hungrily. She was quite surprised, for Tong Lao Si clearly didn't know martial arts and couldn't
possibly be the mastermind behind dozens of major crimes. However, it wasn't wise to alert him now, so Xin Yi continued to pretend to be asleep,
observing the situation.
What a beautiful face she had! Crescent-shaped eyebrows, two rows of thick eyelashes, a delicate and elegant
nose paired with rosy and exquisite lips, and a captivating blush on her originally flawless face. Her cloud-like, jade-like
arms were exposed outside the silk quilt, her skin smooth and delicate, seemingly fragile enough to break at a touch! A faint fragrance emanating from the young girl
stimulated and tempted Tong Lao Si's senses.
Tong Lao Si finally could not resist and slowly removed Xin Yi's clothes. Soon, Xin Yi was completely naked.
She was naked! Tong Lao Si saw her evenly white skin, like solidified cream, her two small
, alluring pink nipples on her breasts that could be grasped in one hand, her smooth abdomen, and her long, slender, white legs. Tong Lao Si couldn't help but gently
caress them,
then "eat? eat," kissing Xin Yi's nipples with his tongue, kissing her navel, moving down,
finally stopping at her pink vulva, where he began to lick it fiercely.
Since Xin Yi's deep sleep was feigned, she naturally knew that Tong Lao Si was licking her. Xin Yi felt
a burning sensation deep within her thighs, the pleasurable sensation from the tip of his tongue, and her usually calm heart began to pound. Gradually, she could no longer
restrain herself, and her vulva gradually became wet.
Tong Laosi was already drenched in sweat, burning with lust, and his penis was already hard. He hurriedly
removed his clothes, and Xinyi, squinting, saw Tong Laosi's dark, erect penis
. Her heart pounded like a deer's, and she didn't know what to do. Then Tong Laosi took his five-inch-long penis, slightly parted Xinyi's
pink labia, and rubbed the head of his penis against her vulva. Xinyi felt a tingling, itchy sensation, and
her lower body almost reached out to meet his.
But then Tong Lao Si took a deep breath and slowly muttered to himself, "Tong Lao Si! Tong Lao Si!
This is a peerless, top-tier quality. That Qianliang Temple Yu Ran's sleeping potion is truly effective; no wonder he's
never failed me in over ten visits...
" Hearing Tong Lao Si's words, Xin Yi's heart stirred, but Tong Lao Si's glans was rubbing against her vulva. Xin
Yi felt weak all over, wanting to get up and fight back, but her strength was insufficient. And Tong Lao Si, being a cunning scoundrel, was doomed;
after only a few thrusts, his lower back relaxed, and he ejaculated, spraying Xin Yi's crotch and buttocks. Her vulva was a blurry mess.
Xin Yi was both angry and amused by his spray; her desire vanished almost entirely. Suddenly, she flipped over and
struck Tong Lao Si to the ground with a palm strike. Perhaps because her lust had been aroused and had nowhere to go, the blow was too heavy, instantly
shattering Tong Lao Si's internal organs, leaving him limp and dead. Xin Yi was startled, but thought that such scum deserved to die
. Besides, the clues about "Brother Yu Ran's sleeping potion from Qianliang Temple" could be clarified by asking others, so she
didn't dwell on it. However, Tong Lao Si's corpse was quite troublesome. After thinking for a while, Xin Yi suddenly smiled and
pushed Tong Lao Si's body into the latrine in the backyard. Even if someone saw him, they would only say he accidentally fell
into the cesspool and died. And since his body was pulled from the cesspool and reeked of stench, no one would bother to examine it properly
… Tong Laosi's timing was truly terrible; he could have done it any other time, but it cost him his life…
The next morning, Xinyi left the inn and asked around for the location of Qianliang Temple. She learned that
Qianliang Temple was on the other side of Yujing Peak, and the temple housed two monks, Yu Ran and Yu Shu, both around fifty years old. They were said to
be masters of the Five Tuo Sect and often treated the villagers. In recent years, the temple had become very popular.
Upon hearing this, Xinyi became suspicious, thinking, "I shouldn't act rashly based solely on Tong Laosi's words!" She
decided to investigate whether Qianliang Temple was good or evil before making a decision. After thanking the villager, she rode her little
donkey towards Qianliang Temple.
Qianliang Temple, nestled at the foot of Yujing Peak, had fallen into disrepair years ago. Once a magnificent temple, it had been battered by wind and
rain, and neglected for years, gradually decaying. One by one, the monks who lived there left.
But seven or eight years ago, two burly men arrived, bringing a large sum of gold and silver. They renovated the entire temple, using it
as their residence and a cover for their true identities.
In less than a month, Qianliang Temple was transformed, and two monks, Yuran
and Yushu, joined the temple. Devout men and women from the foot of the mountain returned to worship.
After the reconstruction, Qianliang Temple was bustling with worshippers, and people frequently came to burn incense and fulfill vows. Although the two monks, Yushu and Yuran, secretly
engaged in numerous illicit affairs, their outward appearance remained respectable. Recently, due to the government's intensified crackdown on lecherous men, the two
wisely chose to avoid the limelight, staying confined to the temple and spending their days there, their desires burning unbearably.
On this day, a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old came to burn incense. Monk Yuran noticed her closely; she
was exceptionally beautiful, with jet-black hair and delicate skin. Her presence in the main hall seemed to fill the room with spring, making Monk
Yuran's heart itch.
Unable to resist any longer, Monk Yuran went over to Xinyi and asked, "What brings you here, young lady?"
Xinyi replied with a coquettish smile, "Master! I've come to worship Buddha, of course. What else could I be doing?"
Monk Yuran smiled and said, "I misspoke. You sincerely worship Buddha every day, wishing you a healthy,
chubby son next year."
Xinyi said sweetly, "Master, please don't joke. How can I have a son? That's a joke!" She thought to herself, "
This monk's words are rather improper; he's probably not a good person."
Then Monk Yuran continued, "What exactly does this young lady seek? May I ask?"
Xinyi had heard from the villagers that this monk often treated the sick, so she said, "I have been
weak since childhood and suffer from dizziness. I came to the temple to burn incense and pray to Buddha, hoping that Buddha will bless me with good health."
Monk Yuran nodded and said, "That's true. A young lady like you is in the prime of her youth, and your health
is also important. I know a little about medicine. If you don't mind,
how about I examine and treat you myself?"
Xinyi smiled and said, "Then I will trouble you, Master!"
Seeing that this monk was as healthy as an ox, with a ruddy complexion, and spoke so frivolously, Xinyi became even more suspicious.
The monk Yu Ran, feigning solemnity, said, "My room contains various medicinal herbs and utensils. Please follow me, young lady,
so I may examine your pulse." He then turned and gestured for Xin Yi to go first. Xin Yi smiled and followed the monk into
the room.
The monk Yu Ran, his eyes gleaming strangely, said, "Young lady, you are in your prime; I
understand your frequent dizziness very well."
Xin Yi asked, "Since you know this, Master, do you have a good way to help me?"
The monk Yu Ran suddenly smiled at Xin Yi, giving her a provocative look, scrutinizing her from head to toe
. Xin Yi blushed and lowered her head, as if she were naked.
Xin Yi said shyly, "Master, why do you look at people like that?"
The monk Yu Ran said, "Miss, you are experiencing anemia and dizziness. This
is because your blood and qi are not flowing smoothly through your belt meridian. I have practiced martial arts since childhood and can use my internal energy to open up your belt meridian. Your anemia and dizziness will then naturally be cured without medicine."
Xin Yi thought to herself, "How can this be?" but she still said, "Then please, Master, save me."
The monk Yu Ran said, "Opening up the belt meridian alone is not enough for me. My junior brother must
also use his internal energy!" After saying that, he called out, and suddenly the monk Yu Shu appeared from the meditation room. Xin Yi felt
a blur before her eyes. It turned out that Yu Shu and Yu Ran were the Luan brothers, and the two looked exactly alike.
The monk Yu Ran said, "Please lie down on the bed, Miss. My junior brother and I will immediately begin to use our internal energy to open up your
belt meridian."
Xin Yi nodded and lay down on the bed. Yu Ran and Yu Shu were delighted and smiled at each other, and began to
massage Xin Yi. Yu Shu gently massaged Xin Yi's lower abdomen, while Yu Ran lightly pressed on the sides of her breasts.
Both were seasoned practitioners, their techniques practiced and precise. Xin Yi, who had initially only wanted to watch what they were up to
, found the massage incredibly comfortable and closed her eyes to enjoy it. After
about half an incense stick's time, Yu Ran and Yu Shu suddenly stopped. Yu Shu said to Xin Yi, "To help
you open your meridians, you need to directly massage the Da Yuan and Tao Men acupoints with both hands.
May I help you remove your clothes slightly?"
Xin Yi, hoping Yu Ran and Yu Shu would continue the massage, responded with
a soft "Mmm!" in agreement.
The Da Yuan acupoint was located at the apex of the "inverted triangle" of the lower abdomen, a woman's most sensitive area, while the Tao Men acupoints were
located below the areolas of her breasts. At first, Yu Ran and Yu Shu didn't dare to be too presumptuous. They only pulled Xin Yi's pants down and her top up
, just enough to expose her acupoints. But the sight was even more erotic. Xin Yi's snow-white, high
breasts and a hint of pink areolas were exposed, while her flat, snow-white abdomen was revealed. Because there was
only a small tuft of pubic hair on Xin Yi's mound, the contrast was even more striking. At the apex of her inverted triangle abdomen, the pink
flesh of her vulva protruded slightly. Yu Ran and Yu Shu's hands trembled slightly. They took a deep breath before slowly
continuing their massage. As a result, Xin Yi breathed heavily, her face flushed, and her body trembled slightly.
After a while, while their hands were moving, Yu Ran and Yu Shu quietly pulled Xin Yi's pants and top up
a little more, revealing her breasts and vulva. Xin Yi's pink nipples were already erect and swollen, and her
vulva was very wet and glistening. Seeing this, the two men massaged her even more diligently. Xin Yi
was no longer just panting, but moaning.
While massaging her, Yu Ran and Yu Shu's hands were also busy, removing Xin Yi's clothes one by one, stripping her
completely naked. Xin Yi was already filled with desire. When Yu Shu removed her top, she stretched out her arms to allow him
to undress. On Xinyi's jade-like body stood two firm, soft breasts. Though not enormous
, they were of moderate size and gracefully proportioned, making them all the more endearing and adding to her symmetrical beauty. The two
pink nipples atop her breasts were translucent and delicate, captivating the eye and tempting one to kiss them immediately. Her flat
stomach and small navel were irresistible. The sparse pubic hair was pink and tender, enticing the eye. Her long, slender, snow-white
legs were flawless in color and elasticity, making any man who saw them want to
kiss them.
Immediately, Yuran and Yushu also took off their clothes, revealing two long, dark penises
that sprang out. The thought that this fairy-like beauty would soon become their flesh and blood filled Yuran
and Yushu with excitement, their penises throbbing. The two knelt on
either side of Xinyi. Yushu gently pinched Xinyi's left nipple with his left hand, while Yuran lightly tapped Xinyi's already soaked vulva and clitoris. His other
hand guided Xinyi's hands to caress his dark, engorged penis, causing Xinyi to moan softly, her juices flowing freely, and her body
writhing.
When the time was right, Yushu spread Xinyi's legs, his glans rubbing against her labia. A tremor ran through
her, and Xinyi leaned against Yushu's chest. Yushu, as if struck by lightning, tightly embraced Xinyi's back and lay back. Xinyi seemed to feel
Yushu's strength, her buttocks slightly lifting. Yushu's hands moved to her thighs, pressing down, his penis thrusting directly into her clitoris.
Both of them simultaneously let out a soft "Eee!" They began thrusting back and forth, gradually reaching climax.
Yu Ran walked up to Xin Yi and put his penis in her mouth. Xin Yi couldn't help but slowly stick out her tongue and
lick his glans, then slowly took the entire penis into her mouth, swallowing and releasing it, making the experienced Yu Ran feel like he was floating on air.
The three of them did this for a while, and Xin Yi gradually reached her climax!
All that could be heard was Xin Yi crying out, "Ah...so comfortable...so beautiful...thrust...thrust...deeper
...oh my god...good...good...ah...ah..."
Encouraged, Yu Shu thrust even harder, his buttocks grinding rapidly, and Xin Yi was filled with lustful juices
, her cries both seductive and alluring. Yu Ran grabbed Xin Yi's head, shoved his penis into her mouth, and thrust forcefully. Xin Yi made
"mmm" sounds as a wave of intense pleasure filled her mouth. Suddenly, Xin Yi's vagina contracted, her body went limp, and she climaxed
, while Yu Shu below thrust wildly again, causing Xin Yi to tremble and her body to spasm slightly
. Suddenly, Yu Ran screamed and collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from her genitals. It turned out that Xin Yi, in a slight spasm,
had bitten Yu Ran's penis about three times with her teeth. Seeing Yu Ran's horrific state,
Yu Shu panicked and tried to pull his penis out of Xin Yi's vagina to check on her, but Xin Yi's vagina, also in spasm
, tightly gripped his penis. Yu Shu, using too much force, pulled to the side, and with a
"snap!" he collapsed along with his penis. The corpora cavernosa of the penis had broken.
After a while, Xin Yi recovered from her orgasm and saw the gruesome
state of Yu Ran and Yu Shu, feeling somewhat bewildered. But recalling the events and the blood on her own mouth, she slowly understood
. She thought, "Indeed, karma is cyclical, retribution is swift. These two are wicked beyond measure; killing them wouldn't be an exaggeration!" But considering
that they were no longer capable of sexual intercourse, the punishment was worse than killing them, so he did not take the step to eliminate the two men.
After washing herself in the temple well, Xinyi left Zhonggu Mountain. On the way, she thought about
her experiences in Tongjia Village over the past two days, finding it both funny and absurd. Although she had no ill intentions, she had rid the area of three lecherous thieves. Reflecting on the
events, a smile crept onto her face, attracting the attention of passersby.
Chapter Nine .
In April, the budding leaves of Mount Song were just beginning to turn green.
Days of continuous spring rain had made the mountain quite chilly, and there were far fewer merchants and travelers on the road than usual.
Xinyi rode her little flowered donkey along the foot of Mount Song, braving the lingering spring chill, slowly heading north. She remembered
how the little flowered donkey had suddenly fallen ill a few days ago, causing a considerable delay in Hubei Province. Fortunately, she had personally prepared medicine and
taken meticulous care of it, and it was now healthy and ready to set off again. She couldn't help but find it amusing.
Around afternoon that day, a dirty-clothed old beggar suddenly appeared from behind, using his light-footed skills to gallop north along the mountain path
.
Upon seeing Xinyi, he was slightly surprised, then ran forward again. Xinyi didn't know
why the old beggar in dirty clothes was surprised to see her. Just as she was pondering this, she suddenly saw the old beggar run back, shove a brocade box into Xinyi's hand, and say:
"Little girl, keep this for me, I'll come back for it later." Xin Yi was taken aback, about to reply, when she saw the old
beggar already running forward.
Just as she was wondering whether to chase after him, suddenly, a whistle rang out from the side of the mountain path, and a group of martial arts
practitioners wielding weapons rushed out, blocking the old beggar's path. The old beggar sneered slightly, clasped his hands, and said loudly, "What are you all
doing here? What brings you to this mess?"
Even as he spoke, they had already formed an encirclement. The old beggar's anger flared, and he
shouted again, "I, Xia Wule, have not been active in the martial world for a long time, and I have never seen any of you before. Have you mistaken me for someone else?"
A roar came from the crowd: "No mistake!" It was spoken with a Mongolian accent.
Suddenly, a serrated knife slashed down, the heavy blade accompanied by a whistling sound.
The old beggar, nicknamed "Wind and Fire Divine Palm," was a renowned and experienced martial artist. Upon seeing the opponent's attack, he
knew he had encountered a formidable foe. He slightly shifted his body and deflected the knife with a palm strike.
His reputation was well-deserved; the power of his iron palms, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm, was indeed astonishing. He injured two people
with a single move, but this also ignited the anger of the crowd. With a whistle, they launched a fierce attack.
The old beggar in filthy clothes was agile and exceptionally fierce. His palm strikes were like iron hammers striking rocks, or giant axes splitting mountains. Although the number of attackers
was large, they did not gain the upper hand. Screams and muffled cries echoed from the crowd. In just the time it takes to eat a meal,
six or seven people had already fallen.
As the fight began, Xinyi leaped up and hid in a large tree to watch. She thought to herself that this was a feud between江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world),
and she knew nothing of the cause or effect, so she decided to observe for a while .
The fight lasted for the time it takes to burn an incense stick. Eight or nine out of ten of those involved in the attack had fallen, and the old
beggar in filthy clothes was covered in blood and staggering. When he mustered his remaining strength, he struck down the man wielding the serrated knife with a single blow, then
slumped down the hillside.
The spring rain continued, and the
resulting flash flood was like a thousand horses galloping down the mountainside towards the low-lying areas. The old beggar in filthy clothes, who had been unconscious, was suddenly jolted awake by the flash flood. He leaped into the torrent and finally grabbed a clump of
weeds, using the momentum to climb up the slope, stumbling and falling towards a grassy path.
Xin Yi observed this and thought to herself: "That blue-eyed man said 'be close to beggars, distant from scholars,' and this old beggar gave me a
brocade box. I wonder what's inside. I might as well follow him and see." Having made up her mind, she immediately turned and followed the mountain path.
After running for about three or four miles, she spotted a dilapidated mountain temple in a valley. She turned and entered the temple
. Inside, she saw cobwebs everywhere, dust and bird droppings
covering the floor. Only two tattered yellow curtains remained above the two shrines. She saw the old beggar run into a valley behind the temple. Xin Yi hesitated for
a moment , then decided not to follow.
She stood there, lost in thought, when suddenly a strange sound came from outside the ancient temple. There was no one around, and all was silent
. Although the sound was extremely faint, it was still very clear. Xin Yi was startled and immediately flashed away, disappearing behind
the shrine.
About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a sudden rustling sound of clothes filled the air. Two strangely dressed people, dressed
in something resembling Mongolian attire, landed swiftly in front of the temple, looked around, and headed straight inside.
The atmosphere was particularly eerie in the deep mountains and desolate ancient temple. Even though Xin Yi was skilled in martial arts, she
felt a chill run down her spine. The two men neither spoke nor showed any intention of leaving immediately, leaving Xin Yi with no choice but to remain inside the shrine.
A series of footsteps sounded, and a strange man in black suddenly let out a
low cry, lunging towards the shrine where Xin Yi was hiding. The strange man in black seemed to be quite skilled; with a low growl, he pushed forward with his right palm, unleashing a powerful force. Xin Yi
turned and dodged.
However, before Xinyi could even land, a bone-chilling wind swept down upon her. Xinyi quickly drew her short sword and slashed diagonally
, deflecting the strange man's chilling palm strike. The black-clad man flipped over, but three fingers on both hands had already been severed by the Tai'a sword. With a miserable
scream, he and his companion fled outwards, their movements swifter than ghosts, as fast as shooting stars.
Xinyi leaped out of the temple, shaking her head inwardly, "The martial world is indeed full of wonders. Who are these two ghostly
figures?"
It was nearly evening. Xinyi walked into the valley behind the temple, her mind preoccupied with the old beggar in dirty clothes. She continued
running towards the back, covering about two miles, when she suddenly saw a very small, secluded valley.
This valley was extremely quiet, with two thatched huts built against the mountainside. Xinyi approached and saw a single lamp inside,
casting a dim yellow light that made the interior faintly visible. Against the wall lay a wooden couch, upon which lay a
woman, her hair streaked with gray, her body emaciated, barely breathing.
The old beggar in filthy clothes stood before the couch, his face filled with sorrow, lost in thought.
The woman groaned in a hoarse voice, "Wu Le, I...I'm afraid...I...can't...go..."
The old beggar leaned down and softly comforted her, "Don't be sad, Yu'er will be back today."
The woman heard the raging wind and rain outside, the roar of a flash flood, and thought to herself, "In this weather, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back
." Thinking this, she unconsciously shook her head sadly.
After a moment of sorrow, the woman suddenly coughed violently. The old beggar quickly reached out and gently patted her back.
After a long while, the old beggar said to the sick woman again, "Don't think too much, rest well for a while, see you later."
"Yu'er is skilled in martial arts; she won't be easily bullied."
The woman sighed deeply, extending her claw-like hand to tightly grasp the old beggar's hand, tears suddenly
welling up and rolling down her cheeks.
Suddenly, a thud sounded outside the door, as if someone was approaching. The old beggar was startled, turning abruptly and shouting,
"Who's outside?"
The woman's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and she called out hoarsely, "Go out and see! It must be Yu'er returning
."
The old beggar, secretly on guard, slowly approached the door, listened intently, and then suddenly yanked it open. A gust of
wind mixed with raindrops rushed in, making him shiver involuntarily. Looking outside, he saw a
young girl in green standing under the eaves—the very person he had entrusted the brocade box to. A sense of relief washed over him, but then he suddenly collapsed and fainted.
It turned out that the old beggar, exhausted from days of travel and fighting, had lost too much blood and was now unable to hold on.
At this moment, a weak voice came from inside the thatched hut: "Wu Le, what happened outside? Has Yu'er
returned?"
Xin Yi quickly and gently placed the old beggar in his soiled clothes on the bamboo bed, took a deep breath, and quickly removed his wet clothes.
His body was covered in wounds, a bloody mess.
The woman on the bed was stunned by the sight and fainted with a cry. Xin Yi was startled and at a loss.
She quickly covered the injured woman with a quilt, rushed to the bedside, and massaged the woman's philtrum. After a while, the woman slowly
regained consciousness.
Seeing that she was awake, Xin Yi didn't bother to speak to her. She turned over and rushed to the bamboo bed to examine the old beggar in his soiled clothes. He
still had a faint breath, but the wounds, soaked by the rain, had turned white. The most serious knife wound was on his shoulder
blade, which had penetrated deep into his lungs, and blood was still gushing out.
Seeing the old beggar in filthy clothes so badly injured, Xin Yi felt a chill in her heart. She first poured him a cup of strong liquor and
forced him to drink it down, then pressed several acupoints on his body.
The old beggar in filthy clothes was highly skilled, and after Xin Yi's massage, he slowly woke up, spitting out a pool of blood,
and gasped, "Miss, how is my wife's condition?"
Even in his critical condition, he was still thinking of his wife on her sickbed, showing the deep and
extraordinary love between the couple.
Xin Yi softly replied, "She's alright now." She glanced at the sick woman and then quietly asked, "Senior,
what exactly were you fighting with these people for, and how did you get injured like this?"
Suddenly, two resentful glints flashed in the old beggar in filthy clothes' eyes, and he roared, "I've been ambushed! These
people aren't ordinary江湖草莽 (jianghu caomang, meaning江湖草莽 is a term referring to people from the martial arts world), there are at least five sects involved, and many of them are imperial henchmen..."
His injuries were extremely severe, and this outburst aggravated his wounds, causing more blood to flow.
Xin Yi stopped the bleeding by pressing two acupoints on his body, but dared not speak to him again.
The old beggar in filthy clothes caught his breath for a while, then spoke again: "This morning I heard rumors that many troublesome martial arts
figures rushed to Mount Song to find me, so I rushed back overnight, only to be ambushed..."
Xin Yi couldn't help but interject: "Did they come to seek revenge on you?"
The old beggar in filthy clothes shook his head and sighed: "In recent years, I have lived a secluded life and rarely traveled the martial world. I have not made any enemies.
Their ambush on me this time must have another reason."
Xin Yi's eyes widened, her heart filled with doubts. The old beggar in filthy clothes spoke haltingly, "I chose
to live in this desolate valley not to avoid enemies, but because of my wife's illness..."
Suddenly, as if remembering something urgent, he gasped and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Quickly search inside my clothes!
The medicine I begged for is probably unusable."
Xinyi did as she was told and searched inside the wet clothes for a while, but the clothes were covered in mud and blood, and she couldn't find anything at all.
The old beggar in filthy clothes sighed, "My wife's illness is all because of me. If she hadn't married a
rough man like me, how could she have contracted this disease? Alas..."
Although the woman on the sickbed was critically ill, her hearing was still sharp. She heard the old beggar's words clearly.
Moved
by her husband's affection and grieving for his severe injuries, she sobbed, "Wu Le, you
don't need to worry about me anymore. I'm exhausted, even with the best medicine, I can't avert this calamity. But you must not die...you must
n't die!" She could barely speak after that.
The sick woman struggled to say a few more words before her breath became weak, her mouth agape as she gasped for air.
The old beggar, seeing this, felt a surge of intense heartache, and hot tears streamed down his face.
Suddenly, the old beggar in filthy clothes said, "Girl, come here, I have something to tell you."
Xin Yi knelt before the bamboo couch. The old beggar in filthy clothes opened his eyes wide and said breathlessly, "Inside the brocade box I gave you,
there is a small manual, containing the essence of my life's martial arts and the diagram of the Dog-Beating Staff Technique.
" Xin Yi interrupted, "Senior, you should just quietly recover from your injuries. Why
bring up that martial arts manual now, it's nothing more than fighting and killing?"
The old beggar in filthy clothes shook his head and said, "You must not take this matter lightly. Do you know who I am? I am
Xia Wule, the leader of the Beggar Clan, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm ."
Xin Yi had never traveled in the martial arts world and had never heard of Xia Wule, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm. Although the old beggar in filthy clothes
had earnestly instructed him about the secret manual while he was critically injured, he hadn't taken it to heart. He gently comforted him, saying, "Senior,
please don't trouble yourself. Let me apply some medicine to your wound, okay?"
The old beggar in filthy clothes mustered his strength and shook his head, saying, "No need. While I still have a breath left, let me finish what I have to
say."
He coughed for a while and gasped, "Many martial artists have come to Mount Song. This is no accident. My sudden ambush
was not without reason. We can't stay here any longer. After I die, you can take this green bamboo stick to the Beggars' Sect headquarters in Dadu and tell them that
I am passing the leadership to you..." As he spoke, he took out a crystal-clear bamboo stick about one or two feet long.
Xin Yi immediately said softly, "I...I'm not a beggar, how can I be the leader of the Beggars' Clan?"
The old beggar in filthy clothes sighed, "The situation is critical, there's no other way. Besides, the Dog-Beating Staff Technique can only be passed down to the leader. If
I don't pass it on to you today, it will be lost forever. Now that I've passed it on to you, if you don't become the leader, who will...When you see your
master, you can explain the whole story to him. He is a great hero and will understand..."
Xin Yi exclaimed in surprise, "You know my master...
" The old beggar in filthy clothes sighed, "Your master, Ren Zhaoyu, is my sworn brother. How could I not know him? Otherwise,
where did you get this Tai'a sword?"
Xin Yi was about to speak, but thinking of her relationship with Ren Zhaoyu, her face flushed, and she couldn't find the words.
The old beggar in filthy clothes continued, "The sword is the ancestor of all weapons. To wield the sword with one's qi, to injure someone invisibly, is to reach the highest level
. Therefore, those skilled in swordsmanship must first cultivate qi..."
Xin Yi couldn't help but interject, "My master also spoke of this, but cultivating qi requires gradual progress,
accumulating decades of arduous practice before one can hope to succeed. With my current level of skill, I haven't even reached one or two tenths of my master's."
The old beggar in filthy clothes nodded, "That's alright. Whether in Zen or Taoism, the first step in cultivation is regulating the breath, training
the body, circulating qi back to heaven, and letting the spirit roam outside the body. On the day of success, it can be stored within a small space, or released within the six directions. It
is both tangible and intangible. The tangible aspect resides within the body, like wind and rain moving through the universe. The intangible aspect manifests outside the body, like
lightning and thunder. " "Originating in space..." he sighed softly, then continued, "But life is but a few decades long. Even if one could grasp the secrets, one would already
be old and frail. By then, not only would one have lost all ambition, but one would also have wasted one's prime years in a small room
. What benefit would that bring to one's life?"
Xin Yi listened to Xia Wule's eloquent discourse on the path of Qigong,
and couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. When she heard this particular discussion, which she had never heard before, she couldn't help but interject, "What you say, senior, is indeed reasonable, but if one doesn't proceed step by step,
how can one expect to succeed? Is there perhaps a shortcut?"
Seeing the astonishment on her face, the old beggar in dirty clothes smiled slightly and beckoned, "Come closer."
Xin Yi did as he was told, and the old beggar in dirty clothes then whispered the internal energy incantation into her ear.
Xin Yi was naturally intelligent, and after a few repetitions, she memorized it.
Then he passed on the incantation for the Dog-Beating Stick Technique to Xinyi. This incantation was extremely complex; the old beggar in filthy clothes
recited it more than ten times before Xinyi finally memorized it.
Suddenly, the old beggar in filthy clothes solemnly declared, "The incantation for this stick technique must not be passed on to a third party. Remember, this incantation must never be taught to
a third person."
Xinyi nodded, "Of course." But inwardly she was skeptical, thinking, "Can't even my sister and master
be told?"
Xinyi's master was a legendary figure of her time. For over ten years, under her dedicated tutelage, Xinyi
had already achieved a high level of proficiency in internal energy cultivation. She felt that the incantation passed on by the old beggar in filthy clothes, though similar to methods of internal energy cultivation, was profound
and difficult to understand, seemingly possessing a different path. Just as she was pondering this, the old beggar in filthy clothes suddenly roared, his wound reopened, and
he spat out a mouthful of blood. With a final kick, Xia Wule, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm, had already died with resentment and bitterness! Upon seeing this, Xin
Yi was at a loss. She then noticed the woman on the sickly bed had a dagger plunged into her heart; she was already dead.
Xin Yi was deeply moved by the profound love between the two. She gathered the brocade box and the green bamboo stick, set fire to the thatched
hut along with the bodies of Xia Wule and his wife, and left the empty valley. She returned to the roadside, retrieved her little donkey, and continued
northward. Soon she arrived at a small town. Seeing that it was getting late, she decided to stay there. After
a day of travel, and with the light rain drizzling down, Xin Yi felt quite unwell and decided to take a bath.
This small town was usually bustling with merchants and travelers, so the inn's rooms were not only fully equipped with beds and bedding, but also had
a large wooden tub for guests to bathe in.
Xin Yi looked at the tub; it was full of water. She dipped her hand in; the water was neither too hot nor too cold, perfect for a bath.
She couldn't help but praise the inn's thoughtful service!
Xinyi carefully bolted the door and began to undress to prepare for a bath. Moonlight streamed in through the corner of the window, illuminating her
beautiful body: her well-developed breasts, slender waist, and long legs…
Xinyi stepped into the wooden tub and immersed herself in the water. She closed her eyes, relaxing all her nerves, and soaked for a while,
just as she was enjoying herself, suddenly, a soft "thud" sounded! The sound was extremely faint; if Xinyi hadn't been skilled enough,
she probably wouldn't have heard it. Opening her eyes, she saw a slender reed quietly extending into the tub, and it was even exhaling some pale white
gas. Xin Yi's mind raced, and she suddenly realized: "Poisonous smoke?" She reached for her clothes and put them on,
stood up from the bathtub, grabbed her short sword, and waited by the door. After a while, a thin, sharp iron hook pried
open the latch, and the door was gently opened.
A group of seven men in black stood outside, some carrying swords and others knives. They were
slightly surprised to see Xin Yi standing there, unaffected by the poisonous smoke, and then attacked her all at once. The leader shouted
, "You little brat! You're unaffected by my poisonous smoke! Let's see how I deal with you!"
The men in black, confident in their numerical advantage and the fact that their opponent was just a young girl, didn't
take her seriously. One of them even chuckled, "Oh dear, such a pretty girl, it would be a real waste to kill her!
Be a good girl and don't resist, or you'll be in big trouble." His tone was lewd and suggestive.
Xin Yi seemed oblivious, her inner energy gathering on her sword. The Tai'a sword shone like a bright moon, emitting a faint blue light. She
calmly said, "Whoever is going to be in big trouble, you'll find out soon enough."
A man in black raised his knife to strike Xin Yi's waist, but Xin Yi dodged to the side and slashed the man in black in the chest with her sword.
The strike was swift and accurate; blood gushed from the man's wound, and he writhed a few times on the ground before falling still.
The men in black were filled with shock and rage. One of them, a burly man, roared, "You little brat! How dare you kill my
junior brother! I'll tear you to pieces!" The burly man brandished his sword with ferocious power, like a hungry beast
, and lunged straight at Xin Yi, a dangerous move.
Xin Yi cried out and swung her sword backhand. A streak of blue light shot towards the burly man's face like
lightning, fierce and ruthless. Caught off guard, the burly man was enveloped in the
sword light before his blade could even touch Xin Yi. He hastily used his sword to protect himself, retreating continuously. In the blink of an eye, a large…
Two sword wounds to the leg caused her to collapse to the ground.
Startled, the men in black all charged, but they were no match for Xin Yi. With each flash of the Tai'a sword,
a man fell. In the blink of an eye, all the men in black were stabbed to the ground by Xin Yi, dead
from the Tai'a sword.
Xin Yi wondered, with such a chaotic fight in the room, why was no one from the inn coming out to watch? She turned and rushed downstairs,
only to see the innkeeper and his wife already stabbed to death in their room, as was a traveling doctor in the next room. A chill ran down her spine. She wondered who these
men in black were, and what their connection was to her, given their ruthlessness. As she pondered this, suddenly…
Among the fallen men in black, one groaned and slowly sat up. It was
the burly man in black who had been stabbed twice in the shoulder and thigh by Xin Yi. His injuries weren't serious, and he slowly regained consciousness.
Upon seeing this, Xin Yi immediately pressed his pressure points. She thought all the clues depended on this man in black.
She pressed her sword against his throat and asked, "Who ordered you? What are you here for?"
The man in black only grunted and didn't answer.
Xin Yi asked several more times, but he only gave a slight, cold laugh and remained silent.
Enraged, Xin Yi kicked the man in black to the ground, stomped on his chest, and shouted, "Do you want to live or
die…?"
Just as she was questioning him, she saw the man's expression suddenly change, his eyes burning as he stared intently at her
genitals.
Xin Yi was startled, then suddenly realized that she had gotten up from her bath to face her enemy, only putting on her outer robe,
but wearing nothing underneath. Thinking of this, her face flushed, and she scolded coquettishly, "You're about to die, yet your lust is still quite good
!"
She noticed the bulge in the black-clad man's crotch, and
Xin Yi's heart couldn't help but flutter. She stomped hard on his groin, causing him to groan in pain. Then, Xin Yi helped the man sit up, saying sweetly, "If you
won't talk, I have ways to make you talk..."
The black-clad man, imagining the torture she would inflict upon him, broke out in a cold sweat and trembled.
Xin Yi suddenly smiled charmingly, "Suppressing your desires must be very difficult!" She slowly loosened her belt,
revealing nothing beneath her green robe.
The outer garment fell to the ground, revealing a fair-skinned, rosy-cheeked young woman's body. Her breasts were full and round, the nipples proudly erect
, the areolas and nipples a pinkish hue. Her waist was slender, her abdomen flat, and below was
a sparse, neat tuft of pubic hair, barely concealing her tender pink vulva.
"Is my body beautiful?" Xin Yi slowly approached, saying, "Would you like to smell my body? Does it smell good?"
The burly man in black was completely unprepared for such a good thing. He couldn't even lift his hand, though other parts of his body were already erect
.
Xin Yi stood in front of him, her abdomen right in front of his eyes, and her pink vulva pressed against his nose.
Xin Yi's lower body pressed tightly against the burly man's face, slowly twisting her hips from side to side, her
vulva rubbing against his nose! "Oh ah," she groaned softly as her hips twisted faster and faster.
The pubic hair brushed against the burly man's face, making him feel itchy. He couldn't help but shake his head, but with each shake, his nose continued
to brush against Xin Yi's vulva.
"Ah ah," Xin Yi cried out softly, pressing her hands tightly against the burly man's head!
The burly man in black had his mouth and nose buried in Xin Yi's vulva. His lips were moistened with a slippery liquid, and the
warm liquid also dampened the tip of his nose.
After rubbing against her for a while, Xin Yi simply lifted one of her pink legs and placed it on the burly man's shoulder. This
opened her tender vulva wider, and the burly man's nose was directly inside her! He couldn't stop breathing, but
what he inhaled was a delicate fragrance, the scent emanating from Xin Yi's young body! Although Xin Yi was standing on one leg,
she didn't seem tired. She even pressed her two snow-white breasts against the burly man's head, letting out a soft cry: "Ah ah..."
The burly man in black was also a normal man. With a beautiful female body rubbing against his face, he was already
burning with lust! His penis was erect! But being unable to move his body made the pain even more unbearable
.
Suddenly, Xin Yi reached out and released the pressure points on his neck and head.
The burly man in black felt his reason vanish, his lust rising. He thrust his tongue into her wet vulva!
"Ah...oh...good...!" Xin Yi cried out in pleasure, her hands wrapped around his head:
"Deeper...ah...!"
The burly man felt his penis growing harder and harder. He licked and licked, and when his tongue touched the
tender flesh inside Xin Yi's vagina, she cried out repeatedly: "Your tongue is so good!"
Xin Yi suddenly leaned back. This opened her vulva wider, her warm, moist labia slightly parted. The burly
man in black seemed to go mad; he not only licked but also sucked hard on her clitoris. Xin Yi moaned softly as he sucked
, her body writhing. The burly man in black suddenly sucked hard on her clitoris. Xin Yi cried out, her body trembling,
she pulled her leg back from his shoulder, and glanced at the burly man in black with watery eyes. She placed her palms on his shoulders and
pushed him down, causing him to slowly lie on the ground, only his red, erect penis remaining erect.
Xin Yi reached out her smooth hand, grasped the penis, and shook it twice, stroking it slightly. The black-clad man,
gripped by her touch, became even more impatient, lying on the ground and groaning softly. He tried to reach out and pull Xin Yi
onto him, but his acupoints were sealed, preventing him from moving.
Xin Yi cupped the base of her breasts and leaned down in front of the black-clad man. He couldn't wait any longer, opening his mouth to blow on her
nipples, sucking and gently biting the areolas with his teeth! The sucking made a "slurping" sound, like a newborn baby
wolfing down milk!
"Oh! Hah! Ah!" Xin Yi giggled as she sucked.
Not long after... Xin Yi, supporting the black-clad man's belly, squatted down and aligned her vulva with his glans, slowly
rubbing it.
"Ah...ah..." the black-clad man gasped, already in a frenzy, panting, "I...
I want it!" His eyes burned with lust!
Xin Yi suddenly raised her hips and smiled seductively, "Answer the question I just asked you, and I'll give it to you!"
The black-clad man, already unable to stop, felt a void in his heart as Xin Yi left.
Hearing Xin Yi's question, he hurriedly said, "I'll talk! I'll talk!" He quickly recounted their origins, forgetting
all about loyalty and righteousness.
It turned out that the burly man was a warrior sent by the Mongol court. Today, they had intended to seize the essence of Xia Wule's internal
energy, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm, but failed despite their fierce battle. Later, they found Xia Wule dead in the empty valley, and had no other choice.
But one of them had seen Xinyi lingering near the dilapidated temple at the valley entrance, so he secretly followed her, intending to kidnap her and force her to reveal
the whereabouts of the brocade box. After
the burly man in black finished speaking, Xinyi asked again, "Is everything you said the truth?"
The burly man's eyes were bloodshot, and he nodded repeatedly.
Xinyi then used her vulva to rub the black-clad man's glans twice, and then slowly inserted it!
Xinyi "pushed" it in very slowly; she first let half of the black-clad man's penis enter, then paused, and then
"swallowed" the other half into her vulva! She frowned, letting out soft, delicate breaths. The black-clad man's face
immediately showed a look of pleasure.
After Xinyi had the black-clad man's entire penis inside her vulva, she didn't move up and down, but stopped.
The black-clad man gradually began to pant impatiently again, so she asked the same question again. Seeing that the black-clad
man answered exactly the same way, she thought it was true, and then slowly began to move.
By this time, Xinyi had obtained the information she wanted from him, and feeling no pressure, she began to fully enjoy herself
. She rotated her hips, moaning "Ah! Ah!" repeatedly.
The black-clad man's glans pressed against her clitoris, grinding against her
cervix with each movement. With each grind, her clitoris released a gush
of vaginal fluid. Initially, the fluid flowed slowly, but after about a hundred grinds, it was like a burst dam!
"Ah! Ah!" Xinyi felt waves of tingling in her vagina, and her hip movements involuntarily intensified.
Her cone-shaped breasts swayed violently with each thrust.
Xinyi closed her eyes, her face showing a mixture of pain and pleasure. After about two hundred shakes, her body suddenly
trembled, and a warm gush of fluid erupted from her clitoris. Then, it suddenly contracted, gripping the black-clad man's glans
tightly!
"Ahhhhhh...!" The burly man in black was so happy that his legs straightened up. He felt a tingling sensation on his glans and then he
ejaculated. Xin Yi's flower core was scalded by the hot semen, and her body trembled a few times before she lay softly
on the burly man in black, panting. After a while, the burly man in black's penis finally slid softly out of Xin Yi's vagina, covered with
white, sticky semen from both of them.
After resting for about half an incense stick's time, Xin Yi finally slowly stood up and went to the bathtub to wash herself again with cold water. She
saw the burly man in black lying on the ground, his eyes showing a pleading look. She thought, "What to do with this man is troublesome
..." After thinking for a moment, she suddenly remembered the innkeeper and his wife and the innocent guests who had died violently in the room. She was furious.
Such a brutal person should be killed. After packing his bags, he struck the burly man in black with a backhand slap, knocking him unconscious,
and then pressed a heavy pressure on his Yuzhen acupoint.
He went outside, grabbed his little donkey, and thought to himself, "So many people have died in this inn, and since the innkeeper and his wife are dead too,
I'll just set it on fire and burn it all down." He rode the donkey and left the town that very night. Reaching the outskirts of town, he
saw flames soaring into the sky. He thought, "Isn't this murder and arson? And seven people killed and
two fires set in one day!" With a bitter smile, he kicked the donkey and slowly headed north…
As he walked, he suddenly wondered if his actions towards the burly man in black constituted rape. If
so, then today he had committed rape, murder, and arson—a truly heinous crime! Thinking of rape, her cheeks
burned with rage. She kicked the little donkey hard, which chuckled and galloped off…
Chapter Ten
. Heading north, Xin Yi arrived near the capital. Along the way, she studied the martial arts taught by Xia Wule, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm
, finding them profound and different from her master's. The Dog-Beating Stick Technique was even more extensive and profound;
although Xin Yi was intelligent, she could only grasp about 30% of it in a short time.
It was nearing dusk, but the lingering heat of the May sun made it unbearable.
There wasn't a breath of wind; the sky was like a jewel, a pure, unblemished blue. Sunlight
streamed down from the west, illuminating the road and the treetops, but not penetrating the woods. There were few pedestrians along the way, but suddenly
, a cloud of dust rose in the distance, and several strong horses galloped like thunder. They circled before the grove of trees and then
all stopped
. Xinyi, riding her little donkey slowly along the official road, saw these riders and
was taken aback, staring at them for a long time. But when their eyes met, filled with murderous intent, Xinyi was startled.
Not wanting to cause trouble, she flicked her small leather whip on the back of the donkey, and it galloped away.
She ordered a bowl of green fruit tea from a tea stall and watched from afar.
It turned out that the five horses and their riders were somewhat strange. The riders
wore golden silk robes, trimmed with gold thread. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that this robe alone was worth
over a hundred taels of gold, something no ordinary person could afford.
What was particularly strange was that the saddles of these five horses also had gold tassels peeking out from under them. When the sunlight flashed, it shone
on the saddles, and even the stirrups gleamed with gold. The five men and five horses, standing in the June sun, seemed to be radiantly golden,
like gilded statues in a temple.
At that moment, the knights reined in their horses, and the horses slowly entered the shade of the trees. A burly man with a thoughtful expression
pushed back his small black hat, which was adorned with a bright pearl, and, after looking around at his companion,
said, "This place is cool and quiet. I think we should rest here for a while. Anyway, we've already calculated that the enemy
will definitely pass through this road. We can wait here, take advantage of their fatigue, and then easily catch them
. Wouldn't that be great?"
This burly man with a thoughtful expression was not only imposing in appearance, but also spoke in a booming voice with a strong northern accent,
clearly a powerful figure from the Yan and Zhao regions. What's strange is that such a person would wear such clothes. It's not just
strange, it's almost mysterious.
After he finished speaking, without waiting for a reply, he thrust his whip into the saddle, flipped over, and leaped off
his horse. His agility was truly exceptional. A thin, tall man on another horse
snorted and said coldly, "That second brother has neglected all his martial arts this past year. Look at him, he's only
run this short distance and he's already so tired he wants to lie down on a bed. And when he talks, he acts
like those people from the capital are his sons, as if he can do anything with a flick of his wrist."
The man called "second brother" grinned, slapped his horse's rump, and the horse trotted to the
side. He laughed, "Brother, to be honest, I'm really finding it a bit too much. If it weren't for..."
"We've been fed by them for over a year, and received such hospitality, that's why those brats braved this scorching sun to come
here."
The burly man, seven feet tall, chuckled again, saying, "But those few bastards from Hunan are nothing
to me, Erhu. Even if they can bring out members of the Beggars' Sect, brother, think about it, do you think those
stinking beggars in the Beggars' Sect would lend any good fighters to these scoundrels?"
The tall, thin man he called "Brother" snorted coldly, then his gaze shifted, and he suddenly said, "Second Brother,
look!"
The other four knights, dressed in luxurious clothes, with lean and fierce expressions, all followed his gaze in that direction.
They saw a middle-aged beggar in a tattered long robe, holding a broken bowl, sitting
under a tree by the roadside in the woods, his eyes half-closed as if he were asleep, but his two muddy feet stretched far out.
The middle-aged beggar suddenly woke up, poking his head out, still squinting,
looking at the person who had startled him with a bewildered expression.
The burly man who called himself "Two Tigers" now saw clearly that the beggar wasn't old, his face was fair and clean
, and his eyebrows were thin and long, hanging down, giving him a mournful look.
But "Two Tigers" was both rude and reckless, taking nothing to heart. Seeing the beggar
awake, he bared his teeth and shouted in a rough voice, "Hey, who are you?"
The middle-aged beggar seemed to have been fast asleep, suddenly awakened, his eyes still sleepy, and said, "I've been
sleeping here all night, so what am I anyway?"
The burly man laughed heartily, saying repeatedly, "Excellent, excellent! Then you should mind your own business!
" The middle-aged beggar said, "I also... " "I don't want to meddle, but since the headquarters summoned me, well, I can't just
ignore it!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback. Erhu forced a laugh and said, "Brother,
what are you doing? For the sake of the Five Tigers of Changbai, please let the Beggars' Sect drop this." He forced another laugh
and continued, "We're just doing our duty, eating the food of others."
Xinyi, standing by the tea stall, had overheard the conversation about the Beggars' Sect and had become interested.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged beggar took a step back, his face ashen, and said, "Changbai Five Tigers, our Beggars' Clan
has a modest reputation in the martial arts world, and we usually help the weak and oppressed. What we despise most are those who act as accomplices to the Mongol court. If
you turn around and leave today, no longer serving the Mongol court, my Beggars' Clan brothers will be grateful to you for life. Just
say the word, Changbai Five Tigers, and my Beggars' Clan brothers will go through fire and water for you. But—
" His gaze suddenly sharpened, sweeping over the Changbai Five Tigers, and he continued in a deep voice, "But today, I
have to intervene in this matter. If you don't let go, even if my Beggars' Clan is branded as bullying the weak and outnumbering the few,
we won't care!" After saying that, he clapped his hands, and suddenly a dozen or so beggars emerged from the woods behind the Changbai Five Tigers
, holding weapons, and surrounded the five tigers.
These five tigers of Changbai Mountain, who had once robbed thirteen families in Northeast China in a single night, now had faces as cold as iron. Suddenly, the
middle-aged beggar moved, rising like a wisp of smoke. His thin body grew to about 25 or 26 feet tall, and with a slight
push of his feet, he spun in the air. With a swing of his long sword, a crystalline sword light
flashed in the air, and with a "crack," he cleaved a tree branch as thick as a large bowl in two.
With a "whoosh," the branch, root and leaves attached, fell to the ground. The middle-aged beggar then lightly waved his palm in the air,
knocking the branch far away before gracefully landing. The middle-aged beggar had displayed a
skill that was truly astonishing. Standing with his feet in a T-stance, he remained composed and slowly said, "Wouldn't you like to reconsider?"
The Five Tigers of Changbai couldn't help but change color. Just as the other two were about to speak, the eldest tiger suddenly waved his hand and said in a deep voice,
"Our skills are inferior. Today, we five brothers have no choice but to admit defeat. Please leave Wan'er here, so that we can
have an explanation to our superiors."
The middle-aged beggar was tightly holding... The longsword, gleaming with cold light, said coldly, "Go back and
tell your master that Bai Yuanxiu of the Beggar Clan pays his respects and asks him to come and give you some pointers when he has time..."
The big tiger stammered, "So it's Elder Bai of the Thousand Hands Cold Light..."
Before he could finish, the middle-aged beggar softly said, "Get lost!"
The five tigers of Changbai suddenly felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They immediately mounted their horses, tucked their tails between their legs, and fled, raising clouds of dust and
creating a great spectacle, almost as impressive as when they first arrived!
Just as the Five Tigers of Changbai left, the middle-aged beggar slowly walked towards Xinyi. Suddenly, he bowed to her with
his hands clasped. Xinyi was puzzled, but then she saw the other ten or so beggars also come over and bow. Xinyi was extremely surprised and
was about to ask when the middle-aged beggar suddenly asked, "Is the young lady going to the Beggars' Sect headquarters in Dadu?"
Xinyi nodded, and the middle-aged beggar said, "Then please come with me!"
Xinyi had received the Green Bamboo Staff technique from Xia Wule, who taught her the Wind and Fire Divine Palm, at the foot of Mount Song. She was surprised to see the middle-aged beggar and the others being so
respectful to her. Surprised, Xin Yi noticed the unusually respectful attitude of the beggars who had seen her carrying a green bamboo staff.
They answered every question Xin Yi asked, revealing all their knowledge. Thus, before even reaching the capital, Xin Yi
already knew six or seven tenths of the Beggars' Sect's inner workings. However, since it was a secret strictly forbidden by the sect, she didn't ask, and the others
didn't bring it up either.
Passersby were all astonished to see a beautiful young woman in green walking with a group of beggars.
In no time, the group arrived in the capital. They found the Beggars' Sect's headquarters behind a large temple, its entrance
heavily guarded. Upon seeing the middle-aged beggar, the beggars bowed respectfully. Inside, the middle-aged beggar invited
Xin Yi to sit outside. A short while later, he returned with three other elderly beggars.
The middle-aged beggar pointed to a fat beggar and said, "This is Elder Song, the Transmission Elder." Elder Song
bowed with both hands, and Xin Yi rose to return the bow. She then introduced Elder Wen, the Enforcement Elder, and Elder Xin, the Head of the Staff-Bearing Elder,
before introducing herself as the Head of the Bowl-Bearing Elder. After Xin Yi had performed the proper greetings, the five of them sat down and began asking about the green bamboo staff
. Xin Yi then recounted in detail her encounter with Xia Wule, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm, at the foot of Mount Song.
Upon hearing this, the four elders were moved to tears, then burst into curses, vowing to avenge Xia Wule, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm.
Wu Le sought revenge. Soon the news spread outside the hall, and the entire temple was filled with the deafening sound of weeping.
Xin Yi, seeing everyone wailing, felt quite impatient but couldn't show it, silently cursing these
old beggars. After a while, the weeping subsided. The enforcement elder, Elder Wen, then inquired about the matter of the Beggar Clan leader,
and Xin Yi told him the truth. The four elders exchanged disbelieving glances. Xin Yi grew even
angrier and said, "I don't want to be the Beggar Clan leader either. Whoever wants it can take it!" With that, she
placed her green bamboo staff on the table and turned to leave. Elder Xin, the leader of the staff-wielding group, panicked when he saw Xin Yi leaving and reached out
to grab her.
Xin Yi heard a slight gust of wind behind her and spun around, but Elder Xin's hand suddenly twisted, changing
direction, and his fingers struck Xin Yi with lightning speed. This agility and speed were indeed astonishing. At this point, Xin
Yi had no choice but to reveal her skills. She moved with the fluidity of flowing water, her wrist flicking
to evade the force of the finger strike.
In that very instant, the three elders, including Elder Wen, exchanged glances and withdrew their weapons .
Elder Wen, his eyes flashing coldly, swung his sword, "Standing Split of Mount Hua," aiming for Xin Yi's back.
Xin Yi's hands moved swiftly, and she turned around with lightning speed. Elder Wen's long sword missed its mark, her right hand striking, her left finger like
a sword—two moves in one, as fast as lightning, truly astonishing.
Elder Song, the Transmission Elder, wielded his hook-like sickle like a broadsword, creating dazzling flourishes, and unleashed
a deadly strike from the "Yue Family Sword Technique," aiming for Xin Yi's "Laughing Waist" acupoint below her waist.
Xin Yi was secretly astonished, realizing that the elder's martial arts were indeed formidable. She knew the hook and sickle were much smaller than a knife,
yet the elder could conjure up blade-like flourishes the size of a bowl; his skill was profound.
Xin Yi dared not underestimate him. With a sharp cry, she moved her palm like the wind, then transformed it into a fist, then a claw,
combining Xia Wule's "Fire Cloud Palm," the "Single-Handed Blade-Catching" from the Dog-Beating Stick Technique, and her master's
"Golden Cauldron Palm" from Emei.
These techniques were rare in the martial world; to be able to integrate them was unparalleled,
unheard of.
Xin Yi not only combined these techniques perfectly, but her skill was exquisite. The four elders of the Beggars'
Sect, who had dominated the martial arts world for many years and
wielded incredibly powerful techniques rarely
seen in the martial arts world, found themselves struggling against Xin Yi's bare hands. Xin Yi's palms whistled through the air, each strike precise and accurate, her timing and pressure points
astonishing. The Transmission Elder pondered, "Where in the martial arts world can such a skilled young woman emerge,
so beautiful as to be almost unbelievable?"
He was renowned throughout the martial arts world, possessing vast knowledge, yet Xin Yi's origins remained
a mystery to him.
However, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm and the Dog-Beating Staff Technique were Beggars' Sect martial arts, indeed passed down by Xia Wule, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm master. After several more exchanges
, a clear whistle rang out, and the four elders leaped away. Xin Yi, engrossed in the fight,
stopped upon seeing the elders retreat.
The four elders whispered for a moment, then suddenly bowed to Xinyi. Xinyi, bewildered, didn't even reach out to
help them up.
The elder who had been passing on his skills said, "Your martial arts, young lady, are indeed personally taught by Chief Xia. The position of chief must have been passed to
you as well. The four of us just tested our skills, and even with our combined strength, we couldn't gain the upper hand.
It is truly a blessing for the Beggars' Sect to have you in charge!"
Xinyi, who had been confused, finally understood their intentions and quickly helped them up, repeatedly expressing her
humility. Elder Wen then summoned disciples of seven bags or higher to announce the matter and set a date for the succession ceremony to be announced to the martial arts world.
The days of elaborate formalities had left Xinyi dizzy and overwhelmed, but fortunately, although the matters were tedious, she didn't need to worry about them;
others handled everything properly. When the disciples suddenly saw a beautiful young woman become the leader, some were initially resentful, but upon seeing
Xin Yi's charming beauty, they were all won over and said nothing. Xin Yi, realizing this important matter needed to be reported to her master,
sent someone to Mount Emei to inform Abbess Jingxu and Zhiyi.
Chapter Eleven
It was early summer, outside the capital city, on the outskirts of Xihua Mountain. The grass was green, the flowers bloomed, the moss was adorned with jade-like patterns, and orioles and musk birds sang among the blossoms. Although the weather remained as scorching as
ever, the warm breeze was oppressive, causing a slight restlessness.
Suddenly, a long sigh echoed, and a scholar in Confucian robes and a square cap emerged from
the slope, his origins unknown. He strolled leisurely around the valley, where all was silent; even the faintest sounds of insects and birds
could not be heard in the empty valley. He casually picked up a withered branch and lightly sketched a plum blossom on the sand.
Though only a few strokes, they perfectly captured the plum blossom's proud and defiant spirit.
At this moment, faint voices could be heard in the distance, but they were extremely faint and distant. His expression changed slightly,
a cold smile appearing on his lips. With a slight wave of his hand, the withered branch was deeply embedded in the stone wall.
A moment later, several extremely faint figures appeared in the distance, arriving in the blink of an eye. Their astonishing speed was
beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, but upon seeing them, he smiled disdainfully, his expression becoming even colder. The figures
circled briefly at the valley entrance before heading straight for where he stood. He muttered to himself, "Why are there only four
? Could it be that my wish cannot be fulfilled again..."
The four old beggars stopped when they were about ten feet away from him, and slowly walked over. One of them, a tall, ruddy
-faced middle-aged beggar, laughed loudly, "The Divine Lord truly believes in people, but we are too late."
The laughter echoed throughout the valley, the sound reverberating. The scholar gave a cold snort, his gaze
sweeping over the four old beggars before settling on a gaunt one.
The old man had a long sword slung across his back; the blade was so long that it almost touched the
ground, making him look rather comical. Yet, his broad forehead, deep-set cheeks, and hawk-like eyes instilled fear in those who looked upon him.
Though they wore smiles, these forced smiles could not conceal the murderous intent and resolve within them—
the kind of murderous intent and resolve that people cannot avoid when facing a life-or-death choice.
These expressions did not escape the cold-faced scholar's notice. His eyes flashed quickly, and he laughed loudly, "Good, good,
the four elders of the Beggars' Sect are all here today! I, Qin Wuyang, am truly delighted, but…" His expression…
With a sudden change, a chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes as he coldly said, "Why is your gang's leader, Xia Wule, the Wind and Fire Divine Palm Master
, nowhere to be seen? Do they look down on me, Qin?"
The red-faced old beggar, none other than Elder Song, the Transmission Elder, replied, "
How could my gang leader not come upon your summons? However..."
The withered, staff-wielding Elder Xin coldly interrupted, saying, "However, our gang leader, Xia, has already passed away.
Our current leader is Leader Zhao... It's strange that after Xinyi became the leader, she didn't have a surname.
On Mount Emei, her master and junior sister were all just Xinyi and Zhiyi, so she didn't know her own surname. Remembering
the ranking of surnames in the Hundred Family Surnames—Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li—she told people that her surname was Zhao, and thus, the martial arts world gained a new leader, Leader Zhao..."
Qin Wuyang's eyes snapped open, fixing on the face of the Beggar Clan leader with lightning speed. He said, "Who is Chief Zhao? I, Qin,
would like to see for myself."
A smile appeared on the face of the Beggar Clan leader, a smile that, if not genuine, would send a chill down one's spine.
He said, "If you can see Chief Zhao, I, Xin, will be the first to be overjoyed."
Qin Wuyang's expression changed as he asked, "What do you mean?"
Elder Wen, the Enforcement Elder, interjected, "My Lord, please do not be angry. Chief Xia of the Wind and Fire Divine Palm passed away a month ago
, thus unable to fulfill the life-or-death agreement you made three years ago. However... the Beggar Clan still has four of us..."
Suddenly, a stunningly beautiful girl in green emerged from behind a tree, slowly strolling to the side of the four Beggar Clan elders.
She smiled slightly at Qin Wuyang, revealing her pearly teeth and dimples, a charming and delightful sight.
Elder Wen, the enforcement elder, hurriedly said, "Chief Beggars... why are you here too...?"
Xin Yi retorted coquettishly, "Hmph! You can come, but I can't?"
Elder Wen quickly replied, "Of course you can, but... but..."
Qin Wuyang let out an "Oh," glancing in surprise at the still awkward leader of the Beggars' Clan, thinking, "
How could the Beggars' Clan elect this delicate young girl as their leader!" He paused slightly, then looked back at Xin Yi and said,
"Chief Zhao possesses extraordinary bearing. It's truly gratifying that an old friend has a successor. However, let us
settle the affairs of the previous generation ourselves. Chief Zhao, if it's not necessary, there's no need for you to interfere."
In that instant, another thought crossed Qin Wuyang's mind. Although Xin Yi was the Beggars' Clan leader, given
his own status in the martial world, fighting her seemed somewhat inappropriate.
Xin Yi gazed at Qin Wuyang and said, "What the Divine Lord says is naturally reasonable, but a true man's word
is as clear as black. Since the Beggars' Sect and the Divine Lord have a prior agreement, I should naturally follow the sect's dying wish and fulfill this
agreement with the Divine Lord. As for success or failure, life or death, how could we care?"
Qin Wuyang smiled and nodded, secretly admiring the girl's courage. He said, "Everyone has their own ambitions, and
no one can force anyone. Since Chief Zhao is like this, I, Qin, greatly admire him."
He paused, his voice turning cold and stern, then suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly. The long laugh shook the azalea
petals, causing them to flutter down. He said sternly, "How could I, the Five Supreme Divine Lord, possibly compete with your Beggar Clan for such a ridiculous
title? If you like it, let you call yourselves the number one gang in the world, what's wrong with that? But I never
expected that the leader of a sect that claims to be the orthodox sect of the martial world would join forces to commit such a despicable act, the Five Swords Combined
..."
Elder Xin's shoulder shrugged slightly, and he swept in front of Qin Wuyang alone, interrupting his words, and said coldly, "You
don't need to say anything more. You brought this upon yourself, who else can you blame? Today we have come from afar just to witness
the wonders of your Five Supreme Divine Lord's skills. You draw the line, and we will gladly oblige."
Qin Wuyang said, "I'm afraid you are not qualified to witness my ultimate move."
The Fourth Elder listened to Qin Wuyang's insults and scorn, but remained calm.
Elder Wen said, "The Five Supreme Lords are unparalleled in the world in swordsmanship, poetry, calligraphy, and painting
. We are merely martial artists; how could we possibly match the Lord's mastery of both?"
Elder Xin chimed in, "Especially that last skill; we are utterly outmatched."
Elder Wen chuckled, "Elder Xin is absolutely right. The Lord is dashing and debonair, something we old men
can never match."
Qin Wuyang sneered, "That's for the best. First, I want to see what exquisite techniques this self-proclaimed number one swordsman of the Beggars' Sect, Elder Xin,
possesses that dares to be so arrogant."
A sinister killing intent flashed across his face as he said, "And then, everyone, please show us any outstanding skills you have
. I, Qin, will never teach you... " "Be disappointed, everyone. Anyway, those who enter this valley today, if they cannot defeat
me, Qin, will likely not be able to return alive. If I, Qin, am defeated by you,
I do not wish to return alive either. I have made my words clear, so there is no need for any talk of chivalry. Just use your methods to deal with
me."
At this moment, dusk had fallen, and there were no stars or moon in the sky, but with the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky was not too dark. In addition,
they were all people with profound internal strength, and although they could not see as clearly as in daylight, they could see very clearly in the dark .
Qin Wuyang's eyes flashed like lightning, quickly sweeping across the faces of the four men. He saw that although their expressions were uncertain, they were all
confident and had already made plans.
A thought flashed through his mind, but then he reasoned, "Even if they have some trick up their sleeve, surely I can see through it. Besides,
even if all five of them join forces, they might not be able to harm me."
Elder Xin snorted coldly and said, "You are indeed a man of few words, your speech is clean and concise, just to my liking
. Now, it's best to cut to the chase and settle this quickly."
He reached out and pulled the clasp on his chest, withdrawing his longsword. With a flick of his wrist, countless sword stars appeared, like a
shower of flowers, falling in a dazzling display—it was a famous sword.
He pushed the scabbard out horizontally, and it landed smoothly on a protruding rock, as if supported by someone.
Seeing Elder Xin display this skill, Qin Wuyang thought to himself, "A man of great reputation is not without merit. Today's encounter is truly
crucial to my victory or defeat, my very survival. These four are all renowned figures in the martial arts world. Although I am famous throughout
the land for my martial arts, this is the first time I have fought against the four elders of the Beggars' Sect."
Elder Wen was the first to leap out and stand in the south of the circle. Elder Xin, Elder Song, and Elder Bai each stood on one
side, drawing their swords. Elder Xin pointed his sword upward and said, "Since this is a sword duel, Divine Lord, please draw
your swords quickly."
The Five Absolutes Divine Lord drew his longsword with a flick of his wrist and said, "For nearly ten years, I, Qin, have not
drawn a weapon. Today, however, you are all top masters in the martial arts world, so I, Qin, must make an exception and use
this branch to challenge your skills. Please, make your move. Chief Zhao, won't you all come up together? "
Xin Yi shook her head and stood aside.
Even Elder Wen, with his profound self-control, showed his displeasure and said, "Since the Divine Lord says so, we will be presumptuous." As soon as
he finished speaking, the four longswords that had been still suddenly shot out like serpents, but strangely,
they did not strike Qin Wuyang. Instead, they formed a screen of light around him.
Qin Wuyang felt as if he were inside a huge glass dome, surrounded by dazzling light.
The sword technique was indeed strange, but it wasn't from any school of swordsmanship,
such as Wudang, Emei, Diancang, or Dong. Even if the sword techniques were continuous and flowing like the Yangtze River, they couldn't harm him if he stood still.
It should be understood that since ancient times, sword techniques in the martial arts world have been either for self-defense or for injuring others. A sword technique that neither defends nor
injures is truly unheard of. If you don't move, you can't escape this circle; if you try to move, those four perfectly coordinated sword lights are impossible to break through. Not even a speck of dust can 　　enter
, let alone a person . 　　The Five Absolutes Divine Lord stood silently within the sword light for about half a cup of tea's time, racking his brains for a way to break the formation. He thought to himself, 　　"No wonder they advocated using this method; they've mastered such strange and excellent sword techniques. This is something I hadn't anticipated 　　. I thought that with their four swords combined, defeating it wouldn't be a quick matter, but breaking through would be 　　a piece of cake. I never expected..." 　　He carefully observed the four men's sword techniques, but each sword was crisscrossed, the blades gleaming, 　　vibrating rapidly, cleverly filling the gaps between them. 　　The Five Absolutes Divine Lord couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. He thought to himself, "If I had brought that 'Clear Spring Sword,' I 　　could use the 'Sinking River Sword Technique,' which I've painstakingly developed over decades, to break this formation. But now I only have an 　　ordinary steel sword. How can I possibly break through the swords in the hands of these four elders?" As 　　he pondered this, he suddenly saw two intersecting sword lights clash slightly, producing a soft clang. 　　The seemingly flawless sword technique paused for a moment due to this clash. 　　But that was but a fleeting instant, as brief as a flash of light in the darkness. 　　With a swift thought, the Five Absolutes Divine Lord thrust his steel sword into the gap, his left palm rising like a 　　blade, slicing across the two sword lights. 　　This sword formation was originally practiced by the four elders, not intended to counter the Five Absolutes Divine Lord. However, their 　　three-year agreement with him was drawing near. The Five Absolutes Divine Lord was notoriously ruthless in the martial world, 　　often killing with a smile, and his martial arts were profound. In his many years of wandering the martial world, no one had ever lasted 　　more than twenty moves against him. Therefore, 　　they had re-practiced this formation, but in this relatively short period, their skills were not yet at their peak, 　　hence the one slip-up. 　　But what kind of person was Mei Shanmin, the Five Absolute Divine Lord? His speed of thought and reaction was beyond the reach of ordinary people. 　　Elder Xin only felt a jolt in his wrist, a strange force that made his whole body tremble. The sword in his hand naturally 　　became sluggish, unable to coordinate with the sword techniques of the other three. The originally tight and domineering sword formation loosened because of his 　　slight sluggishness, and gaps began to appear between the swords. 　　Taking advantage of the situation, the Five Absolute Divine Lord leaned forward with his left shoulder, and the steel sword in his right hand transformed into hundreds of flying shadows, piercing into the gaps 　　. The extremely fast shaking made the already loosening sword formation even more chaotic. Suddenly, he reached out 　　and slapped Elder Wen in the ribs again. Elder Wen spat out blood and immediately 　　fell to the ground. Suddenly, a blue light appeared, and the Xin Yi short sword swung down from above, "Rainbow Across the Sky," bringing a pale blue light, 　　separating the Seven Wonders Divine Lord and the Fourth Elder. 　　Both the Five Supreme Gods and the Third Elder felt a jolt in their hands, their longswords flying from their grasp. The Seven Wonders Gods were even more startled, never expecting 　　that this delicate Zhao Gang Leader possessed such profound skill. But then Xin Yi swiftly grabbed them, snatching the five longswords 　　back and placing them in the four men's hands, saying sweetly, "Why risk your life in a friendly spar?" Amidst her cheerful words, 　　the Five Supreme Gods felt a chill in his heart. Suddenly, he flicked his sword, severing his own right hand, and left without looking back. 　　Xin Yi was stunned, utterly bewildered, and led the Third Elder and helped Elder Wen back to the Beggars' Sect. It turned out that 　　the Five Supreme Gods, arrogant by nature, had been outmaneuvered and outmaneuvered by Xin Yi today. Realizing the vast difference in their martial arts, he was disheartened 　　and severed his right hand to show he would never use a sword again, then drifted away. 　　Back at the main headquarters, it was already past midnight. After tidying herself up in her room, Xin Yi summoned Elder Xin and the other two into the inner 　　hall, scolding them for not letting her know about this matter. Elder Xin and the others hesitated, unsure how to answer 　　. In truth, they were worried that Xin Yi, being so delicate, wouldn't be able to handle the situation, but they couldn't say it aloud, so they could 　　only listen quietly to Xin Yi's lecture 　　. After she finally finished, Xin Yi told them to leave and rest. After Elder Xin and the other two left, Xin Yi 　　thought of Elder Wen's injuries and went to Elder Wen's room where he was recuperating. She saw Elder Wen sitting on 　　the bed, his face pale and ashen, adjusting his breathing. She reached out and felt his pulse. Elder Wen was startled and opened his eyes. Seeing the leader, Xin Yi shook 　　her head, telling him not to speak, knowing that he had suffered some injury to his Du meridian, which was somewhat troublesome. Xin Yi then patted the back of his neck three times with her right palm 　　and pressed her left palm against his waist. 　　Elder Wen hurriedly said, "My injury is nothing serious, Chief...you don't need to expend your energy." 　　A wisp of white steam rose from Xin Yi's head, and after a short while, she released her left palm. Elder Wen said, 　　"Chief, why waste your internal energy for me at this time?" 　　Xin Yi smiled, "Your internal injury is quite serious; the sooner it's treated, the better." 　　Elder Wen's face was initially frighteningly pale, but in just a moment, his cheeks flushed, and his internal injury was immediately 　　mostly healed. Xin Yi patted Elder Wen's shoulder, offering a few words of comfort. Her eyes flashed, and suddenly her 　　face turned completely red. Elder Wen's crotch bulged high; it turned out that Xin Yi had massaged Elder Wen's Du meridian with her internal energy. 　　This Du meridian connects to the Zhiyang acupoint in his lower body, and with the stimulation of Xin Yi's internal energy, Elder Wen's penis involuntarily became erect.

Upon seeing this, Xin Yi's heart pounded...
Elder Wen, realizing his own disgraceful state, was even more embarrassed and ashamed, only stammering, "I...
I..."
But then Xin Yi gave him a watery look and said sweetly, "I think I'll just go all the way..."
Elder Wen didn't understand what Xin Yi meant, but then he saw Xin Yi quietly undoing his belt. Elder Wen
exclaimed in surprise, "Chief, you..."
"Don't speak!" Xin Yi smiled at him.
With the chief's order, Elder Wen could only nod blankly.
Xin Yi pulled down his pants and gently massaged his penis. Elder Wen couldn't resist the caress of Xin Yi's delicate hands; his erect
penis, hard as an iron rod, throbbed and throbbed, faintly burning.
After Xin Yi had massaged enough, she slowly pulled down Elder Wen's waistband, but Elder Wen's erect penis
hooked onto the waistband. With a little effort, Xin Yi freed his penis from the fabric, standing tall and thick in the wind.
Since becoming the gang leader, everyone treated Xin Yi with utmost respect. Seeing Elder Wen's penis, her delicate
face flushed crimson. She asked Elder Wen to pull his pants down a little further, then took a silk handkerchief and
carefully wiped his erect penis. Her movements were gentle, so Elder Wen felt no discomfort, and his flagpole-like penis
remained erect.
Although Elder Wen's penis was large, it was smooth and full. After wiping it, Xin Yi cupped
his glans in her left palm and asked, "Does it feel good?"
"Very good," Elder Wen's voice trembled.
Xin Yi released her hand and brought her nose close to his penis. Looking at her innocent, half-closed expression, Elder Wen couldn't resist
a surge of desire. His penis throbbed forcefully, slapping against Xin Yi's nose. Xin Yi felt the soft warmth of his glans and
couldn't help but giggle.
She pulled her face back, glanced at Elder Wen, then slightly parted her cherry lips, approaching his glans. Elder Wen
's heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst his chest, and his penis felt like it was about to break.
Xin Yi gently took half of Elder Wen's glans into her mouth. Part of Elder Wen's foreskin covered the outer edge of his glans.
Xin Yi's nimble tongue slipped inside the foreskin, using the tip of her tongue to peel back the glans. Elder Wen was suddenly showered with attention;
how could he withstand such a provocation? His large glans was completely exposed, filling Xin Yi's small mouth completely.
Elder Wen's whole body convulsed and trembled violently.
Xin Yi relaxed her lips, her small tongue swirling around his urethral opening, gradually spreading and covering the entire glans, and then
sliding into the groove, licking back and forth with the tip of her tongue. Elder Wen couldn't take it anymore, his buttocks thrusting upwards again. Xin Yi's small
mouth encircled him, swallowing his entire glans.
"Oh..." Elder Wen groaned.
Xin Yi sucked and licked like she was licking an ice pop, making Elder Wen's glans swell and shine, its sensitivity exceptionally acute.
Every time Xin Yi's tongue grazed it, he felt as if he were falling from a great height, his heart pounding in his chest.
Looking down at the gang leader he admired, his small mouth taking his aching, swollen penis into her mouth,
his chest was filled with a chaotic, stormy reaction. Every nerve in his body felt like a taut bowstring, his penis like an arrow ready to be released at any moment
.
Xin Yi noticed that Elder Wen's penis remained stiff, and the veins that were buried deep in the shaft were struggling and
swelling. She gently sucked on it a couple of times, then released it from her lips. She stood up, slowly unbuckled her belt
, and with a swift movement, let her outer garment slide down her smooth shoulders, revealing her pink, fragrant shoulders and the
distinct curves of her full breasts. She pulled off her short yellow underpants, and Xin Yi's beautiful, exquisite figure was presented naked before Elder Wen.
Under the lamplight, Xin Yi's naked body was on full display. Her firm, exquisite breasts rose and fell like
two large, ripe peaches. Her fair and rosy skin was flawless, like a fine jade
carving, delicate and translucent. Her small, angular red lips were parted. Her smooth, delicate neck, her smooth, delicate
abdomen, her rounded, long thighs, her full, firm buttocks, her curvaceous, tall, and well-proportioned figure, and her alluring
pink vulva were like a secluded valley in the deep mountains. Elder Wen had never seen such a sight before, and his eyes turned bloodshot,
his hands trembling.
Elder Wen's lust was instantly aroused. He pounced on Xin Yi, embracing her curvaceous body, his right hand
constantly caressing her warm vulva. His hands traced from Xin Yi's toes down her calves, then lingered on her
soft, white thighs, sliding down her hips to her waist and abdomen. Finally, his hands caressed her delicate neck, moving downwards to rest on
her firm, jade-like breasts. Xin Yi felt waves of tingling pleasure coursing through her body.
After fondling Xin Yi's irresistible breasts to his heart's content, Elder Wen turned his attention to her bright red nipples,
circling his tongue over her breasts before suddenly taking one into his mouth and suckling. Xin Yi was nearly
driven to madness by the teasing, desperately twisting her beautiful body and spreading her long, slender legs wide apart.
Xin Yi's private parts were completely exposed. Sparse, soft pubic hair couldn't cover her slightly parted petals.
Her thighs were wide open, revealing a soft, raised triangle, beneath which her clitoris, slightly pink like her nipples, was tightly
closed. Elder Wen couldn't resist rubbing that area, causing Xin Yi to tremble all over, her juices flowing freely .
Elder Wen became even more excited, parting Xin Yi's soft petals with two fingers, pressing his thumb against her defenseless clitoris
, and beginning to vibrate rapidly.
Xin Yi's body trembled instinctively from this intense stimulation, only able to utter soft trembling sounds, unable to
speak…
Elder Wen lowered his mouth, his nimble tongue roaming over Xin Yi's vulva, relentlessly
licking that area.
Xin Yi was at the height of her arousal, and naturally, she was soon completely overwhelmed. She
let out soft moans, involuntarily shaking her head, her snow-white belly rising and falling rhythmically. Suddenly, even she
could feel a surge of heat within her body, a fluid flowing down her thighs. The indescribable pleasure between her legs grew stronger and
stronger.
Xin Yi groaned as she got up, pulled off Elder Wen's clothes, flipped him over, pinned him beneath her, and
grasped his thick penis, beginning to stroke it. Xin Yi's delicate hands gently rubbed the glans against her vulva, her wet
labia swirling around the head. A sensation like being electrocuted instantly surged through Xin Yi's body, her vaginal fluids...
Like a river bursting its banks, it gushed violently from her vulva.
Xin Yi twisted her hips incessantly, her upper body arching, her loose, jet-black hair flying wildly in the air
before landing on her snow-white shoulders. Elder Wen, who had never experienced such pleasure, felt a surge of intense stimulation; his penis
seemed to swell, taut to its limit. He involuntarily straightened his lower body, and with a soft "whoosh,"
half of his thick, large penis was already inside Xin Yi's warm, moist vagina.
Xin Yi felt as if a red-hot iron rod was being inserted into her vagina, both hot and itchy, an indescribable pleasure
washing over her. Her blood began to boil, and she even felt a little dizzy. The thick penis
stopped advancing inside Xin Yi's vagina, her cherry-like lips slightly parted, a look of
joy and pleasure on her face. But Wen Changshi was already immersed in the happiness Xinyi gave him, and had no desire to actively
violate her. He lay there motionless, only his thick penis standing tall,
trembling in waves due to excessive excitement. Xinyi, however, was slowly reaching her limit. Her buttocks couldn't help but
wiggle slightly, her body rising and falling, her full, firm breasts swaying with her movements
. At this moment, she no longer cared about her exposed breasts; she only knew
to let Elder Wen's penis penetrate deeper into her vagina!
Her body leaned back in pleasure, and she quickly braced herself with her hands on Elder Wen's legs to keep from
losing her balance. Her buttocks trembled even more wildly, her large breasts swaying up and down and side to side.
A wave of pleasure surged through her. Encouraged by Xin Yi, Elder Wen gradually began to
thrust upwards in sync with the rhythm of her hip movements, intensifying Xin Yi's pleasure. She trembled uncontrollably, almost
losing herself in the sensation, and saliva even dribbled from the corner of her mouth. Xin Yi's breathing became increasingly rapid, the intense stimulation rushing
to every corner of her body. She felt her vagina contracting repeatedly as Elder Wen's penis relentlessly penetrated her,
each thrust reaching the depths of her soul.
She involuntarily moaned, "Mmm...so good..."...Ah...faster...oh...God
...I'm coming...mmm...ah...I'm going to heaven...God!...Ah..." A surge of orgasm
washed over her, and Xin Yi gushed out her vaginal fluids...
Elder Wen couldn't resist reaching out to grasp her full breasts, kneading them vigorously. He straightened his upper body, tightly embracing
Xin Yi's body, their skin pressed together, rubbing against each other. Finally, he couldn't help but
shudder, ejaculating his semen into Xin Yi's vagina like a spray.
The two embraced each other more tightly until Elder Wen's penis softened and quietly slipped out of Xin Yi's
vagina. Xin Yi then slowly got up, told Elder Wen to rest well, and prepared to return to her room after dressing.
Just as she stepped out of her room, she heard strange noises coming from the next room. Peeking through the crack in the door, she saw Elder Xin
taking off his pants and masturbating with his hand. Xin Yi's face flushed; she knew Elder Xin had seen her and Elder Wen
's act. A thought struck her, and she pushed open the door and went inside.
After seeing Xin Yi and Elder Wen's act, Elder Xin's mind was filled with images of Xin Yi's voluptuous body, as if
swaying, swaying, swaying before his eyes… He couldn't restrain himself. He pulled out his penis, closed his eyes, and imagined Xin
Yi's beautiful body, lost in the moment. He didn't even realize he was outside the door until Xin Yi opened the door and burst in; it was
too late.
Seeing his startled yet erect expression, Xin Yi suddenly found it amusing and asked with a laugh, "
What are you doing?"
Elder Xin was indeed honest; he truthfully replied, "I'm...thinking about you..." "
Well...you're thinking quite realistically..." Xin Yi said, looking at the hard thing in his hand.
"I...I..." Elder Xin knew Xin Yi was looking at his penis, and he turned away from Yu Hui in embarrassment,
explaining, "Actually, I was just thinking casually..." "
Is that so?" Xin Yi walked in and closed the door. "Keep thinking!"
Elder Xin was stunned for a while, then said, "This is a bit hard to think about..." Elder Xin's penis was as dark and
thin as he was, but strong and muscular, with a very large glans.
Xin Yi walked closer, cupped her hands, and rubbed his urethral opening. Elder Xin couldn't help but groan.
"You're really hard..." Xin Yi said.
"I...I..."
Xin Yi pushed his hands away and began to stroke him herself, her hands moving up and down, making Elder Xin tremble even more
.
"I...I...can I...?" Elder Xin asked hesitantly.
"What?" Xin Yi didn't turn around, her fingers playfully circling the glans.
"Can I," Elder Xin looked at Xin Yi's upturned buttocks, "touch you?"
"Hmm, just a little bit..." Xin Yi said.
Elder Xin guiltily reached out and stroked Xin Yi's pink buttocks, which were only covered by a thin shirt, making them smooth and delicate.
One hand lingered on Xin Yi's thighs and buttocks, caressing them repeatedly.
Later, he grew bolder, bending his middle and index fingers and lightly touching Xin Yi's swollen vulva. Seeing that Xin Yi only shook
her buttocks and did not object, he went a step further and left his fingers there, slowly pressing and rubbing. He kept touching
her, feeling that Yu Hui's skirt was gradually getting wet. After a while, he became more skilled and bolder,
slipping his hand along the edge of the fabric inside Xin Yi's skirt, finding the wet valley and rubbing it. Xin Yi became increasingly sticky, uncomfortably
twisting her hips. Xin Yi deliberately thrust into him quickly, a dozen times. Elder Xin was extremely aroused, and he got up
, falling to the floor along with Xin Yi. Xin Yi could no longer stand, pushed Elder Xin away, lifted her skirt, and squatted down.
Elder Xin's penis had been hard the whole time. When Xin Yi sat down, her legs were spread apart, and his penis was pointing
to the sky, naturally penetrating into Xin Yi's vagina. Xin Yi's vagina, still wet and warm
from her previous orgasm, was penetrated by the head of his penis, which, aided by her weight, reached her G-spot. Xin Yi had already climaxed, but the
sudden insertion of Elder Xin's penis made her tense again. Elder Xin held her buttocks and legs, slowly rocking her. Xin Yi gritted
her teeth, her vagina contracting uncontrollably, and she began to feel pleasure again.
Elder Xin supported her as she rose and fell, and soon he noticed that Xin Yi was moving her hips up and down on her own.
He moved his hands to her chest, pulled open her shirt, and began to play with her breasts. Xin Yi frowned, seemingly in pain, but her mouth
was emitting soft, panting breaths. Two small dimples appeared on her face. She tilted her head up and down, her hair
scattered, making meaningless guttural sounds.
Elder Xin pinched her nipples hard, but she didn't feel any pain. She just tried to lift her buttocks up and down.
Seeing this, Elder Xin also thrust his hips to help her. As soon as Xin Yi realized that Elder Xin was also moving in and out, she immediately said,
"Don't stop..."
Elder Xin gradually increased his force, each time perfectly penetrating to the very bottom of Xin Yi's flower core, then quickly withdrawing,
and then quickly thrusting in again. Xin Yi's head could no longer support her weight, and she lazily leaned back on his shoulder. Elder Xin released Xin Yi
's beautiful breasts and reached out to caress her all over. Xin Yi's smile deepened, and her dimples sank even deeper. Xin
Yi felt comfortable being penetrated, her vagina contracting and tightening repeatedly. Elder Xin also felt comfortable inside, his penis growing
thicker and harder, making Xin Yi even more comfortable. Finally, Xin Yi reached another orgasm, her whole body trembling, her breathing
becoming weak, only able to gasp softly. Elder Xin's glans tingled, and he also ejaculated.
Although the night was cool, both of them were still covered in sweat. They cuddled and cuddled for a while, until Elder Xin,
exhausted from kneeling, accidentally sat down on the ground. Xin Yi lay down for a moment, then struggled to get up and sit on his lap.
Elder Xin embraced her, and she rested her head on his shoulder. They looked at each other and kissed again. After a while, Xin Yi slowly
stood up, gave some gentle instructions, and then returned to the room.
Upon opening the door, she suddenly saw a familiar purple figure standing at the head of the bed, looking at her with a half-smile. It was
her junior sister, Zhiyi. Xinyi blushed and asked, "How long have you been here?"
Zhiyi giggled, "I arrived as soon as you left the room. I didn't expect you to be here, sister..."
Xinyi's face turned even redder...
Chapter Twelve
Xinyi was overjoyed to see Zhiyi in the room, but she couldn't help feeling extremely embarrassed. She knew that Zhiyi had probably seen everything about her wanton
behavior. However, Zhiyi didn't tease her as usual.
With a smile, Xinyi felt relieved, but also quite puzzled. That night, the two sisters talked late into the night. They were always very close
, and under Xinyi's gentle questioning, Zhiyi recounted her journey down the mountain…
It turned out that a Beggar Clan disciple had suddenly arrived on Mount Emei, informing Master Jingxu and Zhiyi that Xinyi
had taken over as the Beggar Clan leader. Master Jingxu and Zhiyi were both quite surprised. Zhiyi was very excited,
but Master Jingxu had other considerations. After dismissing the Beggar Clan disciple, she returned to her quarters to rest.
That night, however, Zhiyi felt increasingly uneasy. She thought about her sister's success in the martial world, while she was still
diligently practicing on this desolate mountain. She didn't understand why, and her master wouldn't let her leave the mountain—it was truly unfair. After thinking about it
for most of the night, she finally made up her mind to leave Emei that very night to go to Dadu to find Xinyi. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She
packed her bags and quietly left the back hall, heading straight for the mountain gate. Just as she was about to reach the mountain gate,
she suddenly heard someone cough. Zhiyi's heart sank. The voice was so familiar. She turned around and saw it was her master,
Abbess Jingxu. She had no choice but to obediently stop, lower her head, and await a reprimand. Abbess
Jingxu snorted and said, "I knew you little rascal would try to sneak away, hehe!"
Then she sighed and said, "Alas! You don't need to sneak away. To be honest, I
was quite surprised that Xinyi took over as the leader of the Beggars' Sect. The martial world is dangerous, especially since the relationships between sects are so complex. I don't know if she can
handle it all by herself! Alas!
This is good for you. Let you go down the mountain early to help your sister!"
Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, thinking she had misheard. Then she realized her master had agreed to let her leave
the mountain. She immediately leaped closer to Abbess Jingxu, kissed her cheek, and giggled, "I knew Master was the best..."
Abbess Jingxu laughed and scolded, "You're so disrespectful! What kind of behavior is this..." Suddenly, Abbess Jingxu said seriously, "Zhiyi,
the martial world is not like Mount Emei. After we arrive in Dadu, you must help Xinyi properly..."
She gave her a series of detailed instructions and then gave her an extra fifty taels of silver before letting Zhiyi leave. Thinking that only her master would be left on the mountain after she left
, Zhiyi was very reluctant to part. She said goodbye to Abbess Jingxu for a long time before finally setting off.
When Zhiyi descended the mountain, it was already dawn. The scenery of the fields along the way delighted her. After two days of travel, she
arrived at Guanliang Town, a river and land port
. However, having already set her sights on a destination, she didn't linger in the town and boarded a small awning boat bound for Dadu that very day, heading north along the Grand Canal.
The awning boat wasn't very large. At the time of departure, besides the cargo, there was only the boatman and
a newlywed couple. The boatman was about forty years old, quite robust, but seemed a bit dull-witted.
The newlywed couple and Zhiyi each had a cabin, while the boatman slept in the forward cabin. The scenery
along the canal was beautiful, and Zhiyi didn't find the journey boring. Within a day, Zhiyi became
quite familiar with the newlywed couple and the boatman. Everyone found her charming and pleasing to the eye and was happy to talk to her. The awning boat traveled by day and
rested at night at various docks along the way. This day, as the boat reached Hanyang, it was already dark, and the crew went to bed early
. Zhiyi, upon returning to her room, also felt drowsy.
Around midnight, Zhiyi suddenly heard rustling sounds from the next room. Peeking through the crack in the cabin planks,
she saw the newlywed couple making love. Because the cabin was cramped, they were both covered with blankets
and trying to be quiet. But Zhiyi, young and full of curiosity about the sexes,
couldn't take her eyes off them. She felt a crawling sensation all over her body, and a warm current surged in her lower abdomen.
How could this be?
How embarrassing! Zhiyi subtly clenched her thighs, feeling a sticky, slippery fluid overflowing from her vaginal opening
. She rubbed herself a couple more times, feeling a wave of tingling pleasure spread throughout her body. Zhiyi shuddered and couldn't help but
continue rubbing… Zhiyi felt herself gradually becoming hazy. Although she resisted the temptation between her fingers, she
still collapsed onto the bed. She continued rubbing in a daze. Suddenly, Zhiyi heard some rustling sounds beside her
. She struggled to sit up and saw the boatman staring in her direction. The rustling sounds
came from the swaying of his crotch.
Like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, the boat captain had already noticed Zhiyi peeping into the next room. Seeing Zhiyi's
restless, itchy appearance, he couldn't resist any longer. He secretly pulled down his pants, reaching inside to touch his hardened
penis. When Zhiyi leaned back on the bed to rub herself, he couldn't bear it any longer. He pulled out his penis and came in,
passionately stroking it.
Zhiyi stood there, stunned, watching the boat captain's ecstatic stroking, a sight that made
her feel confused, her breathing becoming rapid. Suddenly, the boat captain gently embraced her, their noses almost
touching. She wanted to turn and run away, but her whole body was weak, and she felt incredibly ashamed. Zhiyi felt the boat captain's
hands roaming everywhere; she felt dizzy, her limbs numb and powerless, completely at his mercy
. Knowing that Zhiyi had no intention of resisting, the boat captain became even more brazen. He pushed Zhiyi down onto the bed,
his right hand boldly fondling her breasts. Zhiyi's breasts had never been touched by anyone before, and she knew she should
resist, but she couldn't resist the waves of novel pleasure, and involuntarily began to writhe her body.
Seeing that his move was effective, the boat captain went even further, his fingers unbuttoning Zhiyi's shirt, his hand quickly slipping inside,
flesh against flesh, grasping her right breast. Delicate, pink, and elastic, it fit perfectly in his hand. He
pressed it while his left hand continued to caress Zhiyi's entire body.
Zhiyi felt a wave of numbness and confusion. She wanted to stop the boat captain's violation, but how could she resist this novel,
tingling sensation? Before long, the boat captain had completely unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her snow-white
upper body. Zhiyi's beautiful breasts were clearly displayed before him. She covered her face with her hands in embarrassment, which only benefited the boat
captain, who greedily feasted his eyes on her magnificent bosom.
Zhiyi tightly grasped the boat captain's hands, wanting to stop him, but when she opened her mouth, only soft
breaths escaped her lips, her face flushed. This only encouraged the boat captain more. He deliberately pressed her
nipples lightly with his fingers, kneading and pinching them, and even rubbing and pulling at the nipples, making Zhiyi gasp softly and writhe.
Then, the boat captain lowered his head and took one into his mouth, sucking and licking it, teasing it relentlessly. Zhiyi had never experienced
anything like this before, and she could no longer restrain herself, letting out a soft moan. By this time, Zhiyi was so comfortable she was almost delirious. The boatman
boldly unbuckled her belt and pulled down her pants, revealing her flat, white abdomen and delicate, rosy labia
, glistening and clear, without a single pubic hair. There was obvious wetness at the entrance of her vagina. The boatman probed and
pressed with his index and middle fingers; it was indeed sticky and slippery, her vaginal fluids already overflowing.
Zhiyi was shocked to realize the boatman had discovered her shameful secret. Her body trembled violently, and she tried to stop him, but it was too late
. The boatman's fingers penetrated the source of her wetness.
A wave of unprecedented pleasure washed over Zhiyi, and she both longed for the boatman to stop and yet hoped he wouldn't. Her heart was in turmoil, a
wave of ecstasy washing over her. Seeing that Zhiyi seemed resigned, the boatman continued
sucking and licking her breasts, calmly removing his own clothes until he was completely naked. The two then embraced each other naked
. Zhiyi inhaled the man's scent, her sensitive areas completely under his control.
She could only murmur helplessly. The boatman had Zhiyi lie on her side facing him, pulling her thigh across
his waist and caressing her leg. His hard penis naturally
pressed against the entrance of her vagina, rubbing against it. Zhiyi felt waves of pleasure and involuntarily
wiggled her hips to match the boatman's movements. He even tried to insert half of his glans into her vagina
. Zhiyi's eyes rolled back in ecstasy, a silly smile on her face, a wanton expression on her face. Seeing she wasn't
in pain, the boatman thrust his penis forward, the entire glans inside her.
"Ouch!" Zhiyi cried out, her brows furrowed.
Knowing he couldn't give up halfway, the boatman hardened his heart and continued thrusting in and out, step by step. Zhiyi gripped
his hand tightly in pain, but she couldn't stop him from penetrating deeper. Finally, the boatman felt his glans fully
inside her, and he stopped. Zhiyi frowned deeply, saying resentfully, "If I'd known
it would hurt this much… I, I'm in so much pain…"
The boatman quickly said, "I'm sorry… this way the pain will be shorter, it'll be over soon, my darling."
"Who's your darling? You only know how to bully me."
Hearing her coquettish tone, the boatman couldn't resist kissing her lips. Zhiyi responded with her tongue, and the two embraced
tightly. After a while, the boatman's penis slowly began to gently thrust in and out. Zhiyi's pain had subsided;
instead, she felt pleasure, and a comfortable expression returned to her face.
Zhiyi moaned softly, "Oh...so good...my god...how can it be...so good...
this time...it's hitting my heart...ah...ah..."
Zhiyi, experiencing her first time, was overwhelmed with pleasure, feeling a sensation she had never known before, making her feel like she was flying to heaven.
As the boatman thrust, he felt his penis enveloped by warm, tight, tender flesh. The vagina was overflowing with lustful fluids,
incredibly sensitive, and he was thrilled by the penetration. He kissed Zhiyi's lips, cheeks, and snow-white neck repeatedly.
Zhiyi trembled, her arms tightening around him.
The boatman straightened up, looking down at his large penis moving in and out of her vagina, each thrust making a "splat"
sound. After a few thrusts, he could no longer be gentle; he raised his large penis and began to thrust violently, all the way to
the hilt. Zhiyi gasped for breath as she was penetrated, her juices splashing everywhere. Waves of pleasure washed over her, her clitoris trembling violently. Finally,
she reached her peak and climaxed. The boatman felt the trembling of Zhiyi's vaginal opening from the tip of his penis,
her juices gushing out incessantly. His expression froze; he knew she had reached her first
orgasm.
Then, Zhiyi shuddered violently, and the boatman felt a tingling sensation in his glans as large gushes of semen gushed out,
shooting deep into Zhiyi's body. Zhiyi was scalded and pounded by the semen, her clitoris pressed tightly against his penis. A
wave of dizziness washed over her, and her juices flowed again as she reached another climax, her semen staining their groins. Satisfied, they
embraced and kissed, reluctant to part. Only after a long, long time did they separate, the boatman finally getting
up with reluctance.
Zhiyi, having just tasted the sweetness of love, was instantly captivated, as if in a honeyed bliss. Every night, she and the boatman would
make love. For the first few days, they were secretive, but after a couple more days, the newlyweds reached their destination and disembarked. Zhiyi
and the boatman became even more unrestrained, sometimes even taking to the water during the day, leaving the boatman completely mesmerized
. He was truly intoxicated, and his passion only intensified. The two hoped this relationship would last forever.
But things didn't go as planned. Finally, they arrived in Dadu (Beijing). After a reluctant farewell, Zhiyi sought
out the Beggars' Sect, only to find Xinyi's wanton and seductive appearance. The two sisters exchanged knowing smiles and playful
banter before finally falling asleep.
The next day, the two sisters appeared together in the main hall. The beggars were surprised to see that their leader suddenly had a younger sister
, but seeing Zhiyi's smiling face and indescribable charm, everyone took a liking to her. In addition, since she was the leader's
sister, everyone naturally greeted her with smiles and chatted with her all day long. Before long, she became one of them and
naturally settled down in the beggars' gang...
[The End]
Purple and Green Twin Beauties 13
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The fragrance of lotus blossoms and the chirping of insects filled the air, and flowers bloomed everywhere. The streets of the capital city were still brightly lit. In the middle of the hot summer
night, the business of welcoming and seeing off guests seemed to be even more booming. Every now and then, one could see men
walking over in groups of three or five, making a lot of noise and looking very excited, or sneaking over alone, and
then being welcomed into the brothel by the girls dressed in their finest clothes.
This was Xinyi and Zhiyi's second visit to Xiafeng Street in Dadu. The first time, they came out of curiosity about
this infamous, sensual street, but this time it was for the Beggars' Sect's assassination attempt on the Protectorate Lama
.
Xiafeng Street was indeed a perfect place for murder, and Elder Song's choice to assassinate
the Protectorate Lama tonight was a wise one. This Protectorate Lama usually controlled Dadu's prisons, abusing
countless anti-Yuan righteous men. The Beggars' Sect had long intended to eliminate him, but previously, without skilled advisors, they had lacked a suitable opportunity.
The night remained dark. Inside the Manchun Pavilion, separated from Xiafeng Street by a courtyard wall, the lights shone brightly. A group of yellow-robed
lamas were indulging in debauchery in the hall. In the center, a large, bald lama weighing about 400 jin (approximately 200 kg) had his hands raised,
allowing three half-naked girls to lie on top of him, enjoying their tenderness and teasing.
Xinyi and Zhiyi observed the situation in the hall from the rooftop of a neighboring building. Meanwhile, Elder Song, in charge of the main assassination,
hid on the crossbeam in the front courtyard of Manchun Tower. After receiving a signal from Xinyi, who was providing cover, Elder Song
performed a forward somersault and swooped down through the skylight
. As he rolled, he channeled his inner energy, unleashing a powerful strike—a short sword piercing the sea—directly aimed at the fat, bald lama. It seemed he was about to kill the lama. Just then, the fat, bald lama suddenly
twisted his hands, drawing two vajra-like weapons from his waist. He raised them to the ground, and simultaneously,
a puff of white smoke shot from the weapons. Elder Song immediately collapsed. Xinyi, who was providing cover, couldn't see clearly what was happening in the hall.
When Xinyi regained her senses, the fat, bald lama and his eighteen disciples and followers were already armed. Moreover,
the sound of the gong summoning the capital's guards rang out. Xin Yi and Zhi Yi's hearts skipped a beat. The guards were impenetrable,
and Elder Song had been captured and his pressure points sealed by the lamas. Forcibly rescuing him might cost him his life.
Left with no other choice, they had to retreat to the main hall with the rest of the gang to discuss the matter further.
For days, the Beggars' Gang had sent out countless spies to inquire about Elder Song's life or death, and where he was being held
. After sacrificing several disciples, they finally made some progress. Seven days after the assassination attempt, at the Beggars' Gang's main hall, Xin Yi and Zhi Yi
gathered with the elders and hall masters to discuss how to rescue Elder Song. Elder Peng, who was in charge of the disciples, suddenly turned and
glanced at Xin Yi, then took a step forward.
"Gang Leader, brothers," he spoke in a booming voice, immediately drawing everyone's attention. "Seven days ago,
Brother Song attempted to eliminate the Mongolian lackey, the Vajra Lama Xiao, but unfortunately failed. Brother Song is now imprisoned
. For the past seven days, Elder Chuan Gong, myself, and several loyal hall masters have been constantly inquiring. Now, we
finally have some news. However, the situation is complicated, and we are afraid that military assistance is not possible. Therefore, we need to discuss this in detail with everyone."
Xin Yi said upon hearing this, "Elder Peng, please explain the situation to everyone directly
." "Everyone," Elder Peng spoke, causing the indignant crowd to all look at him. "The Vajra Lama, the Guardian of the Nation, currently resides
in the former Prince An's Palace. After the assassination attempt, his guards are far more numerous than before. Besides
the original guards of Prince An's Palace, the palace has also dispatched eighteen top-tier experts from the First Rank Hall to reside there. With our
current strength, attacking and rescuing him would likely come at a heavy price, and even approaching the Prince An's Palace would
trigger the alarms."
"Elder Peng is right, but are we just going to give up like this? Shouldn't we rescue Brother Song?" "
Of course we must rescue Brother Song, but we must use strategy," Elder Peng said. "And that requires the help of the Chief
."
Elder Peng continued. Everyone exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of his meaning and how to outsmart him.
"And why do we need the gang leader's help?" Elder Peng replied, "This is naturally due to the impregnable defenses of the An King's Palace
, and there are several other reasons as well.
First, the Song brothers are currently imprisoned in the high tower within the An King's Palace, and the tower's locks
were forged from black iron by skilled craftsmen from the Western Regions at the An King's request; forcibly breaking them with swords would likely be futile. Second, the An King and the Vajra Lama
have issued a death order: if anyone attempts to break in or the lock keys are stolen, immediately detonate the explosives buried around the tower
, destroying it. Third, the lock keys are worn by the Vajra Lama on his chest, never leaving his side. And the Vajra Lama
, due to the assassination attempt that day..." No longer will he go out to the brothels and pleasure houses on Xiafeng Street to seek pleasure. Now, the Vajra Pestle Lama
has ordered the brothels of Xiafeng Street to send the girls to the Prince of An's mansion for his debauchery. Fourthly, the gang leader will sneak
into the Prince of An's mansion first to investigate whether there are any traps or facilities. This might make it easier to "steal" Brother Song later
and reduce the harm to our Beggars' Gang brothers. The only opportunity now is
for the gang leader to disguise himself as a brothel maid and enter the Prince of An's mansion with the sedan chair when the brothels of Xiafeng Street send the girls there. This
way, the alarm will not be triggered. Then, while the Vajra Pestle Lama is having sex with the girls of Xiafeng Street, he will seize the opportunity.
"We'll replicate the key's outline with clay. Then we'll have a skilled craftsman make another key. This way,
we can steal the Song brothers out of the tower in the An King's Palace without anyone noticing, instead of abducting them by force..." Elder Peng
said.
"That should work." However, Elder Peng, "Have you found out when the girls from the brothels on Xiafeng Street will next visit the An King's Palace
?" Xin Yi asked. Elder Peng smiled and said, "This Vajra Lama is naturally lustful. Every day, he instructs
the brothels on Xiafeng Street to send five to six girls to the An King's Palace. As long as the leader is ready,
he can act at any time." Xin Yi was stunned upon hearing this, and then said, "Then I'll prepare and go tomorrow." After the two sisters returned
to their inner room, Zhi Yi, being participating in this Beggars' Sect mission for the first time, was quite excited and eager
to try. She kept begging Xin Yi to let her participate as well. Xin Yi couldn't resist Zhi Yi's persistent pleas and finally
agreed to let Zhi Yi go with her.
However, with one more person, it would be too conspicuous for both to be dressed as servants. Therefore, Xin Yi was to disguise herself
as a servant from one of the brothels, while Zhi Yi would replace a girl from Man Chun Lou. A day passed quickly
. At Shen Shi (3-5 PM), just as Man Chun Lou was preparing to have the girls board the sedan chairs, Xin Yi and Zhi Yi had already hidden in
the backyard of Man Chun Lou. Xin Yi was disguised as a servant from Man Chun Lou, while Zhi Yi had also subdued and hidden a
girl from Man Chun Lou. After a little disguise, the two sisters then blended into the brothel girls on Xia Feng Street, waiting for an opportunity to infiltrate the sedan chair
procession. As the guards of the Anwang Royal Palace arrived, the maids from the brothels on Xiafeng Street had already come out to
prepare the sedan chairs. But just then, the guards escorting them picked up one
maid from Xiafeng Street each, placed them on the saddle, and began groping them, leering. One of them, with triangular eyes, said, "
My lord eats meat…we'll just drink soup…If we can't have the top courtesans, these old women can at least have some fun
…" Another short, middle-aged man laughed, "The other old women aren't really old…they're only in their forties
, some still quite charming…" They finished speaking and laughed lewdly.
Xinyi and Zhiyi were stunned, unsure what to do. Now, Xinyi might not be able to easily
blend into the group of maids on Xiafeng Street. Zhiyi's eyes lit up, and she smiled at Xinyi, "Sister, for now, you'll have to sacrifice
yourself. Anyway, you're not inexperienced…" Hearing Zhiyi's words, Xinyi blushed slightly and
glared at her. A thought flashed through her mind, and she decided to stick to the original plan. She said to Zhiyi, "Then
be careful yourself, we'll split up for now." Zhiyi nodded in agreement, her eyes half-smiling. Xinyi
blushed even more at this sight. After speaking, Zhiyi immediately stepped into the sedan chair. Xinyi had no choice but to pretend to approach
the sedan chair as well, holding onto the pole. Sure enough, a tall, thin, bald middle-aged guard, resembling a bamboo pole, rode up
, pulled Xinyi to sit in the front saddle, and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, lewdly chuckling. The lead guard gave a
shout, and the procession slowly set off. Because of Xinyi's disguise and the loose servant's clothing, the tall
, thin, bald guard didn't realize that she was actually a young girl, not a middle-aged servant.
As the procession moved slowly forward, the tall, thin, bald guard's hands became increasingly restless. Xin Yi could only cover her chest with her small hands
to prevent her delicate breasts from being directly violated by the tall, thin, bald guard's claws. As she walked, Xin
Yi soon felt a cool breeze on her legs, realizing that the chill was
caused by a hand teasing her skirt. The bald guard's fingers slipped inside her skirt, caressing Xin Yi's long, white thighs. Xin Yi,
of course, dared not make a sound. Although she felt violated, she dared not shout, for that would
draw the attention of the entire group, even the whole street. She could only pretend nothing was happening and continue looking ahead. The bald guard's hand, of course,
wouldn't stop there. Just moments before, it had been teasing with his fingers; now his entire hand gripped Xin Yi's thigh,
gently stroking it up and down. The bald guard's movements became faster and faster, and he began to move higher and higher. The bald
guard placed his other hand on Xinyi's delicate, pert buttocks, moving it occasionally with the horse's swaying.
Since Xinyi was essentially sitting in the bald guard's lap, she could feel his body sometimes
pressing forward forcefully, as if a stick-like object was pressed against her buttocks and thrusting forward,
seemingly deriving considerable pleasure from it. Xinyi's heart raced and her breathing became
slightly unnatural from the bald guard's caresses, but she could only pretend nothing was wrong. After a while, seeing that Xinyi
didn't react, the bald guard became even more audacious, pushing his luck further.
One hand was placed on Xinyi's lower body, caressing her buttocks through her skirt, while the other hand slowly
moved towards her inner thigh, wandering along her inner thigh… occasionally seemingly unintentionally touching
the apex of the inverted triangle of her lower abdomen. Just as Xin Yi was becoming somewhat dazed from the bald guard's teasing,
the horse beneath her suddenly lurched violently. Xin Yi felt the rod-like object between her buttocks
thrust forcefully, reaching deep into her cleft, almost causing her to groan. Her hands reflexively reached down to cover her groin
. But with her hands busy with her lower body, Xin Yi couldn't attend to her upper body. Unbeknownst to her, the bald guard had already slipped his hands
inside Xin Yi's wide sleeves, one hand kneading her high breasts, while the other hand relentlessly
attacked her groin. In truth, Xin Yi was already thoroughly aroused by the bald guard
. Because Xin Yi was wearing a loose servant's dress, the bald guard's hands could freely
advance from the waistband of the dress towards her vulva, and he could feel the wetness of her lower body. After a few rubs, Xin Yi
couldn't help but pant slightly, her desire rising. With her straddling the horse, Xin Yi's long, slender, white legs couldn't be closed. The bald
guard simply pulled up Xin Yi's panties and used his fingers to tease her delicate labia, rubbing her clitoris
with varying pressure, causing her to gush with more vaginal fluid. Xin Yi trembled slightly with excitement
, turning to look at the bald guard. He glanced at her and said, "Your face is that of a middle-aged woman, but your body
has the delicate feel of a young girl's..." Xin Yi was stunned, only then remembering that she was wearing a disguise
.
Xin Yi was unbearably itchy from the bald guard's actions; fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her body trembled slightly.
She was now consumed by lust and desperately wanted someone to fill her emptiness, but this
was, after all, a public street! And this was a lackey of the imperial court. Just as Xin Yi was lost in thought, the bald guard
forcefully inserted his middle finger into her wet, slippery vagina. Xin Yi couldn't help but moan, "Oh! No… it hurts…"
But a wave of satisfaction washed over her, perfectly filling the emptiness she had felt earlier. The bald guard's insertion caused
Xin Yi's vaginal fluids to overflow even more profusely. The fluids flowed continuously,
completely soaking the bald guard's hand. Perhaps the excessive moisture made it easier for the bald guard's fingers to move in and out, so he parted
Xin Yi's pink labia and inserted a second finger into her moist vagina. Xin Yi couldn't help but moan softly .
Fortunately, the noise of the horses' hooves kept it quiet, otherwise, it would have been incredibly embarrassing.
The horse swayed and moved incessantly. The bald guard wrapped one arm around Xin Yi's slender waist, rubbing her clitoris, which was
about the size of a peanut, and sometimes flicking it with his fingers, causing Xin Yi's buttocks to tremble. His other
hand moved faster and harder inside her vagina. The bald guard pressed his body against Xin Yi's buttocks,
and she could feel the heat emanating from between her buttocks. The bald guard's penis rubbed against her buttocks, and his fingers
constantly thrust in and out of her vagina. Xin Yi's buttocks instinctively responded to the bald guard
's movements, each thrust bringing his penis closer to her crotch. With each thrust, the bald guard's fingers
would thrust in and out of her vagina. His two fingers were constantly teasing Xin Yi's wet hole, making it
unbearable for her. Waves of intense pleasure washed over her, but she couldn't cry out. At this moment, Xin Yi's breasts, due to excitement
, involuntarily rose and hardened, her nipples becoming engorged and erect, as if welcoming caresses
and suckling. As if understanding Xin Yi's needs, one of the bald guard's hands moved from her waist to her armpit,
grasping Xin Yi's delicate breasts. One hand continuously kneaded Xin Yi's breasts, while the other hand
relentlessly attacked her groin, his fingers continuing to thrust in and out, his penis repeatedly slamming against Xin Yi's buttocks.
Xin Yi rested her head against the bald guard's face, panting softly, "Oh...no...don't...no..."
Xin Yi reached orgasm instantly, leaving her drenched in sweat and breathless. Xin Yi closed her eyes, enjoying
the pleasure the bald guard was giving her, yet she felt a lustful fluid flowing from her lower body. The Prince of An's mansion was almost there
.
She could only quickly cleanse herself of this lingering lust. The Prince of An's palace arrived shortly after. Xin Yi dismounted and turned
to look at the bald guard. The bald guard gave Xin Yi a lewd and satisfied smile. Xin Yi stared at him, unsure
how to react. Suddenly, her face flushed, and she quickly followed the sedan chair through the outer courtyard guards towards the inner courtyard of the Prince of An's palace
.
After walking a few steps, Xin Yi saw a familiar figure moving ahead... Zhi Yi! Xin Yi suppressed
the strange feeling after her climax and quickly walked towards Zhi Yi. The two sisters exchanged a glance. Zhi Yi smiled mysteriously. She whispered to Xin Yi, "
Sister, what happened on your way here? Your disguise is ruined." Xin Yi was startled and reached up to
touch her face. Sure enough, her hand was covered in greasepaint. For a moment, she had no idea what to do. Taking advantage of the fact that the servants on Xiafeng Street
were all dazed and unsteady on their feet after being harassed by the guards, she...
As the guards lewdly boasted to each other about their recent experiences with Yu Ma, Xin Yi quickly removed
his disguise, put on the shawl and undergarments Zhi Yi had given him, and disguised himself as a girl from Man Chun Lou
. He then followed the women from Xia Feng Street into a large hall in the inner courtyard. Xin Yi glanced into the hall. There, she saw a
large, fat lama, about seven feet tall, with dark skin and weighing about four or five hundred pounds, naked and constantly stroking his genitals. Upon seeing the women from Man Chun Lou, he lewdly
said, "Girls, come in quickly, I can't hold back anymore." It turned out that this fat lama was the Vajra
Pestle Lama, who, due to his fiery internal energy cultivation method, had to have sex with several women every day and ejaculate three times to release the poisonous fire generated by his internal energy
and to balance the yin and yang energies. Although this fiery internal energy cultivation method was powerful, without such
a balance of absorbing the yin energy of women, one would at least find it difficult to make any progress, and in severe cases, there was even a risk of qi deviation and meridian reversal. Upon hearing this, Xinyi and Zhiyi could only
slowly walk into the hall with the women of Xiafeng Street. They found the hall furnished only with a large bed.
Looking at the Vajra Lama, they noticed a peculiar key hanging like a necklace
around his fat neck. The two sisters exchanged a glance, thinking, "This is our target."
Just as they were discussing their options, the Vajra Lama said, "Hey girls, who wants to go first?
Six girls have come today, so two at a time will do." After the Vajra Lama finished speaking, the women of Xiafeng Street,
not having served him before, thought, "We're going to sell ourselves anyway, so it's better to come early and rest. Coming late will
take forever and be exhausting." Immediately, two girls began undressing and walked towards the large bed.
Soon, they saw the two women and the Vajra Lama engaging in sexual intercourse on the bed. The sounds of flesh slapping and
panting filled the air. The two women from Xiafeng Street, who were used to this kind of scene, were unfazed. However, the sisters Xinyi and Zhiyi
felt increasingly strange seeing the three of them in such a provocative manner. They felt awkward and uncomfortable
, as if ants were crawling on their lower bodies. The Vajra Lama's penis wasn't particularly thick or long; in fact, it was rather
thin, appearing to be only about seven inches long. However, its glans was shaped like a hemispherical umbrella, with a diameter the
size of a child's fist. The entire penis looked like an oversized mushroom, or even somewhat like a lama's weapon, the vajra
. The two sisters, feeling uneasy, couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing, their minds wandering...
About an incense stick's time later, the two women, exhausted from their orgasms, lay in a corner of the large bed, while the Vajra Lama
had already ejaculated once, but his penis remained erect and vigorous. It turns out that due to the nature of his practice, the
Vajra Lama needs to ejaculate more than three times to achieve the combined effect of Yin and Yang energies, thus releasing his pent-up desires.
The sisters Xinyi and Zhiyi originally thought that during their lovemaking, the Vajra Lama would always remove the key, or perhaps,
when several women were on top of him, he could take advantage of the chaos to copy the key's outline using a mold he carried. They even thought that during his ejaculation breaks,
there would always be times when he rested, allowing them to copy the key's outline again and then slip away in the confusion. They believed that even if he had one less woman and one more
, someone with the Vajra Lama's enormous daily needs wouldn't necessarily care. But now, because of Xinyi...
After removing their disguises, the two sisters had to pose as girls from the brothel, resulting in two Vajra Lama appearing at once. The
fact that there were two missing made it very obvious. Furthermore, the lama always carried the key and, due to his practice, didn't need rest
, leaving Xinyi and Zhiyi at a loss.
While the sisters were fretting, Xinyi recalled Zhiyi's eerie smile when they entered the palace and suddenly felt a pang of resentment.
She then devised a plan and telepathically communicated with Zhiyi. Upon hearing this, Zhiyi, feeling hot and restless, blushed
and nodded in agreement. The time it takes for an incense stick to burn quickly passed, but the Vajra Lama
wasn't finished this time. It wasn't until half an incense stick had burned out that he finally ejaculated. He then beckoned to Xinyi and Zhiyi,
signaling them to come to the bed. The sisters thought, "It's bound to happen eventually," and a strange feeling seemed
to compel them to walk towards the large bed. Like the four girls before them, Xinyi and Zhiyi slowly
undressed and walked towards the large bed.
As the two sisters undressed, the hall seemed to light up. Their snow-
white skin was revealed. Zhiyi's beautiful breasts were delicate and pink, seemingly possessing infinite elasticity, perfectly fitting in one hand.
Her flat, snow-white abdomen revealed small, rosy, translucent vulva hairless.
Xinyi's breasts, however, seemed even more prominent and firm. Their lower bodies revealed their flat, snow-white abdomens, and
at the apex of the inverted triangle, the pinkish flesh of their vulva stood out sharply against the small tuft of pubic hair
. The Vajra Lama, a man accustomed to countless women and a seasoned connoisseur of romance, took a deep breath and muttered to himself
, "This is truly unparalleled, a first-rate beauty. When did Xiafeng Street acquire such talent? I, the Lama, have
no idea..." With that, his massive, four- or five-hundred-pound body lunged at the sisters, Xinyi and Zhiyi
.
Xinyi giggled, took a step aside to avoid the Vajra Lama, and said with a smile, "Master, you were just like a tiger unleashed from
its cage, fighting fiercely. Why don't you lie down and let my sister and I serve you?" Zhiyi, blushing slightly, echoed her.
The Vajra Lama was overjoyed at this, and immediately lay down on the bed, allowing the sisters to do as they pleased. Because the Vajra Lama
was very... His obese penis, when lying down, seemed to
have grown an inch longer than when standing, reaching a length of eight inches, thanks to the absence of his belly fat. Xin Yi leaned down, her delicate, snow-white hands slowly grasping and stroking the Vajra
Lama's penis, gently caressing and playing with it, while the Lama groaned softly. His hands quietly moved to Xin
Yi's breasts, boldly kneading her pink, full breasts and delicate pink nipples. Xin Yi
's breasts were incredibly sensitive; they couldn't withstand such caresses, and she couldn't help but gasp repeatedly. Her entire lower body was wet and
extremely uncomfortable.
The Vajra Lama's penis, hard as an iron rod, throbbed incessantly, and Xin Yi used her pink lips to...
Kissing the lama's mushroom-shaped glans, and repeatedly licking the area around the urethral opening with her tongue, Xin Yi
brought the Vajra Lama unprecedented pleasure. She sucked and licked, sometimes taking the Vajra Lama's penis into her mouth, while her hands
repeatedly caressed his scrotum. Each time Xin Yi's tongue brushed against it, the Vajra Lama felt waves of
tingling pleasure. Xin Yi's hidden desires had also been aroused. Meanwhile, Zhi Yi giggled and said to the lama
, "My sister serves you, Master, please help your little sister too, okay?" The Vajra Lama readily agreed. Then, Zhi
Yi, blushing, straddled the lama, squatting down on his face, her pink labia pressing against him. The
lama's mouth. Zhiyi's lower body pressed tightly against the lama's mouth and nose, slowly twisting her buttocks. Her
pale pink labia rubbed against the lama's mouth, her waist twisting faster and faster, soft moans escaping her lips.
The lama's lips were moistened with some slippery liquid, the warm, sticky liquid also wetting the lama's
nose.
The lama's tongue darted out, licking Zhiyi's pale pink, moist labia and clitoris.
Zhiyi let out sounds of pleasure, unable to resist wrapping her hands around the lama's head, hoping his tongue would
penetrate deeper. "Oh, Master... I want... you... to... insert... inside..." Xinyi said lasciviously,
looking at the lama. Before the lama could answer, she immediately stood up, spreading her long legs and straddling the lama's waist, her delicate
hands holding the lama's penis, her round, beautiful buttocks slowly sinking down, the strange mushroom-shaped glans slowly spreading her labia
, rubbing against the enlarged clitoris. He broke through Xin Yi's rosy labia and squeezed into her warm, moist honey
hole. Xin Yi felt the pleasure brought by the tight pressure of the mushroom-shaped glans on her vagina, and kept swaying her pink and
tender buttocks. Her waist twisted vigorously, actively stroking the lama's penis... "Ah...ah...ah...
ah..." "Oh...oh...good...very comfortable...Master...don't stop...ah..."
Just as Xin Yi and Zhi Yi were unable to control themselves and were gradually reaching their climax, Zhi Yi suddenly had a flash of inspiration and turned to look at Xin
Yi. Xin Yi also suddenly remembered that this trip was a mission that concerned Elder Song's life. She quickly and barely managed to calm herself down, and while
Zhi Yi was squatting on the lama's face, blocking his view, she took out the mold she had brought and quickly copied
the outline of the key from her clothes, and then put it back in her pocket.
Because there were two beautiful young girls swaying on her at the same time, and the pleasure kept coming, the lama
was completely unaware of Xin Yi's actions. At this moment, Zhiyi glanced back again, and Xinyi mouthed that the task of copying the key's outline
was complete. The two sisters breathed a sigh of relief. Without pressure, the pleasurable feeling in their lower bodies
was even more unbearable. The lama's penis repeatedly struck Xinyi's core, the mushroom-shaped glans scraping against her
, causing her to writhe in desire, her hips swaying. The glans brought Xinyi to a state of overflowing wetness. With each thrust of Xinyi's shapely hips
, the room echoed with sounds of "splish-splash...squeak-squeak...tsk-tsk-tsk..." Xinyi's whole body
writhed, her hair flying everywhere, her mouth uttering "hmm...hmm..." "...I will...ahh..." In an instant,
Xinyi reached the peak of sexual pleasure, feeling like she was floating on air. Meanwhile, under the suction of Xinyi's tight, tender honey hole, the lama
gritted his teeth and moaned, "I...ah...no...I can't...anymore..." He ejaculated
for the third time in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Xinyi's heart trembled as the lama's hot semen scalded her, pushing her climax to another peak.
Suddenly, everything stopped. Xinyi was enjoying the exquisite pleasure brought by the lama's tongue when it suddenly stopped.
This made Zhiyi feel unbearably uncomfortable, unable to suppress her intense desire. Zhiyi realized that the Vajra Lama had already ejaculated three times.
What should she do? The more she thought about it, the more unbearable it became for her. Supported by her desire, she finally mustered the courage to
gently push away Xinyi, who was panting on top of the lama. Looking at the lama's now lifeless penis
, under the strange and astonished gazes of Xinyi and the Vajra Lama, her face flushed, and she slowly took the mushroom-shaped glans into her mouth. The Vajra Lama
looked down at this extremely pure and beautiful girl, who was actively and earnestly licking his penis, and his heart was filled with excitement.
The lama's life had been nothing but prostitution and rape; when had he ever had such a gentle and fortunate encounter? The Vajra Lama
was incredibly excited. The intense excitement and sense of accomplishment made him unconsciously thrust his large, dark buttocks, and the mushroom-
shaped glans quickly became full of power again, his penis swelling like an iron rod. Seeing this, Zhiyi couldn't help but
breathe softly. She stretched out her smooth, delicate hand and grasped the mushroom-shaped glans, rubbing it twice. She then
gently licked the urethral opening, causing the Vajra Lama to groan in pleasure… Zhiyi then straddled
the Vajra Lama's stomach, guiding the mushroom-shaped glans towards her small, rosy labia. She gently swayed
her hips, but because the mushroom-shaped glans was so large, and Zhiyi was young and her vagina was tight, even though she was already wet,
she couldn't immediately slip the mushroom-shaped glans under her labia and insert it smoothly. So Zhiyi slowly rubbed it, using
her labia and clitoris to rub the Vajra Lama's penis back and forth.
After a while, feeling it was smoother, she slowly and deeply sat down, finally swallowing the mushroom-shaped glans
into her pink vagina. Zhiyi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and lowered her small, pink buttocks, allowing the Lama's penis to
plunge all the way in. The mushroom-shaped glans was lodged in Zhiyi's clitoris, giving her immense satisfaction. After a few soft moans, Zhiyi's
waist began to twist rhythmically. Her delicate hands grasped the Vajra Lama's rough, dark hands, like bear paws, and
pressed them against her tender, pert breasts, her face filled with an endearing expression. The Vajra Lama, unable to resist the stimulation,
thrust his large belly forward, his buttocks jiggling, his fingers gripping Zhiyi's delicate pink nipples tightly, his hips
thrusting upwards wildly. At the same time, Zhiyi's vagina contracted and writhed incessantly, tightly gripping
the area around the Lama's glans. This gave the Vajra Lama's penis wavering pleasure with each thrust. After only a few strokes, Zhiyi's hips and waist trembled
, warm, lustful fluid gushing from her core. Her soft body slumped against Azhou's chest, her eyes becoming dreamlike
. Her beautiful face flushed crimson, her body trembling slightly; Zhiyi had reached her climax. The Vajra Lama
was incredibly excited; Zhiyi had given him an unprecedented feeling of comfort and accomplishment. His glans twitched, and in less than half an incense stick's time,
he ejaculated for the fourth time.
Zhiyi, inexperienced and prone to fatigue, and the Vajra Lama, overexcited today, had ejaculated four times. The two
martial arts masters ended up falling into a deep sleep, embracing each other. Xinyi, standing nearby, couldn't help but laugh and cry… It wasn't until an hour
later that Zhiyi and the Vajra Lama slowly awoke. They then discovered that the Vajra Lama's mushroom-shaped penis, perhaps due to
its large glans, was still trapped inside Zhiyi's vagina. Zhiyi was overcome with shame at the sight,
while the Vajra Lama laughed heartily. After straightening their clothes, the Vajra Lama then took Xinyi and Zhiyi for a few more lighthearted moments before
the women of Xiafeng Street left. The sisters returned to the Beggars' Sect headquarters, where Elder Peng inquired about any
dangers or traps within the Anwang Palace. The two sisters were both taken aback, giving Elder Peng a blank stare, leaving him
utterly bewildered
.
(To be continued
)

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