【The Two Beauties of Purple and Green】 (18)

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Deep in the alley, amidst the white clouds, withered grass carpets the
quiet dwelling. Since Xin Yi and Zhi Yi arrived in Chang'an, the short, fat dwarf had been wandering the city streets for several days, searching tirelessly
, but without finding any news of his father. Seven days later was Frost's Descent, and according to Yuan Dynasty regulations,
prisoners sentenced to death would be executed in the autumn. This "autumn" referred to the time of Frost's Descent, which only fueled the dwarf's
anxiety. He decided not to return to Qiao Family Village that night, instead staying at an inn in the inner city, making it easier
to avoid the journey from the south to the inner city the next day. The next day, the dwarf planned to investigate several teahouses in the inner city .
After breakfast, he left the inn.
The following day, as the sun rose, there was still mist, but many vendors were already beginning their day's business. The dwarf
noticed a group of twenty or thirty people gathered at the entrance of a small temple. He was curious about
what they were watching so early, but didn't want to join the crowd. Just then, two old men walked by
. As they passed, the short, stout dwarf clearly heard one of them say, "It's so pitiful. So
many people will die like this in a few days." Then the other, fatter one, added, "Yes, what a pity. I heard
many of these are prisoners subjected to private punishment by the Pacification Commissioner, but I don't know if it's true." Following their conversation, the two old men disappeared
into the crowd, and the rest of the conversation could no longer be heard. The Pacification Commissioner? Private punishment? Sensing something was wrong, the short, stout dwarf
immediately turned back and chased after them. Reaching the two old men, he bowed deeply…
Heaven rewards the diligent; the short, stout dwarf finally learned about the old dwarf. It turned out… The bustling activity at the small temple entrance
was the executioner performing a ritual to consecrate his sword before the autumn execution, revealing that
the prisoners being executed were those held in the Tizhendao prison. The short, stout dwarf, after further investigation, discovered that the Pacification Commissioner's office did not have its own prison;
those arrested by the Pacification Commissioner were generally imprisoned in the Tizhendao prison. The short, stout dwarf thought that while the details were uncertain, he was fairly certain, and
he hurried back to Qiao Family Manor to discuss the matter with Xinyi and Zhiyi.
In the study west of the main hall of Qiao Family Manor, the short, stout dwarf, Xinyi, Zhiyi, and Elder Song were discussing the matter.
On the table were the blueprints for the Tizhendao prison, sent by the Beggars' Sect's Chang'an branch. It turned out that the Tizhendao prison was a dungeon
, with only a clerk's office built there . Built on the ground, it is located west of the garrison headquarters, adjacent to the garrison headquarters' main
camp.
Yi Zhiyi's idea was for the two sisters to use their martial arts to storm the prison at night and forcibly rescue the dwarf old man.
However, Elder Song felt this was inappropriate; the commotion would be too great, easily implicating many innocent people, and
the Mongols might even retaliate by killing locals to establish their authority. Moreover, if they encountered a skilled fighter who could withstand several blows, the garrison headquarters'
main camp was nearby, and the safety of Xinyi, Zhiyi, and the dwarf old man could not be guaranteed. Therefore, this matter had to
be carried out secretly. At least they needed to find the dwarf old man's cell first, and only after rescuing him to the garrison headquarters on the ground
could they break down the prison doors, and then use a lighter... They would break through using force.
Xin Yi also agreed with Elder Song's assessment, saying, "We're going to rescue people, not kill them. We must
focus on the rescue itself. I think Elder Song's method is better. Tomorrow, have the Chang'an branch scout again
to find out the deployment of the town's defenses. We need to identify areas with fewer guards and directions where it's easier to escape using light-footed skills. We need to devise a plan.
Also, while my sister and I go to rescue them, the brothers in the gang can secretly help us scout. If we can't find out the dwarf
's room number, we can take a jailer hostage and interrogate him. After rescuing the dwarf
, we'll retreat outside the city. Elder Song can help us find a place to stay outside the city. You all shouldn't interfere anymore. We sisters don't want to
..." "Brothers of the gang and Doctor Qiao. If trouble breaks out in the city, please don't show yourselves with us
. If possible, avoid the limelight."
Before Xin Yi could finish speaking, Elder Song hurriedly said, "Gang Leader, that's not right. Don't worry about us
; you should still let us participate. How can we stand aside? A family has a thousand members, and one person is in charge. The gang leader
is the one entrusted by the short, fat dwarf to oversee the rescue of his father. All the brothers in the gang will follow your arrangements.
" Zhi Yi added, "Elder Song, my sister is right. Our assistance to the short, fat dwarf in rescuing his father is
a private matter. And frankly speaking, my sister and I are mobile and can easily escape. If the brothers in the gang..." "If
we all go at it together, what if a few more get caught? Do you expect my sister and I to go rescue them all over again?"
Elder Song was silent for a moment: "Since the leader and young lady have said so, then we have
no choice but to do it this way. How about this arrangement?"... Elder Song then explained the evacuation route and the rendezvous point outside the city.
Elder Song said: "You two sisters must make the arrangements carefully, ensuring everything goes smoothly. Tomorrow, the brothers in the gang will gather
a clearer understanding of the situation in the town government and then scout the route again. Let's make our move tomorrow night."
The next day, the brothers from the Chang'an branch arrived at Qiao Family Village with the message. The town government prison was heavily guarded;
before entering the dungeon, one needed to pass through the clerk's office for inspection. Weapons were prohibited, and... They found out the dwarf old man's room number.
The dungeon door to the yamen was extremely heavy; breaking it open quickly would require a powerful weapon. The two sisters exchanged a glance.
Although they found it troublesome, a powerful weapon wasn't a problem; Xinyi possessed the Tai'a sword. As the saying goes, skill breeds courage.
After a brief discussion, they decided to proceed with the plan: Zhiyi, who knew the dwarf old man, would infiltrate the dungeon,
bring him to the government office, and then Xinyi would use the Tai'a sword to break down the door and escape.
As night approached midnight, Xinyi changed into a set of uniform for a envoy's guard, which she didn't know where her brothers from the Chang'an branch had gotten it from
, along with a forged waist badge. To conceal her gender, Xinyi even bound
her chest with a cloth and wore a fake... A mustache was plastered to her lips. Zhiyi then donned the prepared maid's attire and followed
Xinyi out of Qiao Family Manor, disappearing into the shadows.
Soon, the two sisters arrived at the Tizhen Prison. Xinyi, leading Zhiyi, whose hands were loosely bound with ropes, walked
to the gate of the prison office. The three jailers on night duty frowned slightly upon seeing them, sensing a hint of unease
. They stopped the disguised Xinyi and Zhiyi, asking, "Who are you? What are you doing at the town prison so late?"
Xinyi raised her voice and said, "I am a guard from the Pacification Commissioner's residence. I have temporarily
brought in a maid who has committed a offense from the Commissioner's household."
The head jailer was a thin, elderly jailer, about sixty years old, with yellow teeth. Seeing Xinyi's disguise…
The guards were unfamiliar faces, and escorting prisoners in the middle of the night was unusual, so they hesitated. However,
the guards of the Pacification Commissioner's residence were of much higher rank than them. They hurriedly and timidly said, "Then please show your waist token, sir. Only then can we let
you in
." Xin Yi took out her waist token from her waist, flashed it in front of the old jailer, and then put it back.
The old jailer couldn't see it clearly, but he noticed that the shape, size, and color of the item Xin Yi was holding were indeed
similar to the waist tokens of the Pacification Commissioner's residence. He didn't dare to examine it closely and led Xin Yi and Zhi Yi into the office.
As the two sisters stepped into the office, they saw the dungeon entrance on the left side of the hall. At the dungeon entrance
was an iron cage, about three feet square and six feet high, of unknown purpose. Just as they were feeling curious,
a bald, middle-aged jailer with a short thatch hanging from his waist walked past the old jailer and stopped the two sisters, saying, "Prisoners
need to be searched before entering the town's prison." "Sir, please release this maid. According to protocol, we are required to personally search all
prisoners." Another
slightly overweight young jailer, whose stern face had suddenly turned into a lecherous grin,
fixed the three jailers' gazes on Zhiyi. Then, the older jailer and the bald jailer stepped forward and began gently patting Zhiyi's body.
Normally, these jailers would simply pat the prisoners a few times to make sure they
weren't carrying any weapons. But this time, seeing that the prisoner was a young woman, beautiful and
with a very attractive figure, they weren't about to let the prize slip through their fingers. Their eyes gleamed with lust
, and as they patted her, their hands gradually became more and more restless.
Zhiyi wasn't naive, but being groped like this by several men in front of everyone made
her feel extremely ashamed, yet she was helpless. She felt as if her entire body was being assaulted by summer heat, the bald jailer
's patting of her buttocks through her skirt burning hot. The hand, it didn't feel like a body search, but rather like a gentle
caress, the fingers seeming to want to probe deeper and softer between her thighs. Zhiyi's heart pounded wildly, a heat
rising from her lower abdomen, her whole body seemingly devoid of strength, only able to tightly clench her incredibly elastic buttocks and long,
tender legs.
The old jailer stood in front, his hands cupping Zhiyi's round, perky breasts, wantonly kneading and enjoying
their fullness and tenderness, his fingers simultaneously lewdly kneading her delicate nipples through her clothes, the sensitive
nipples already hardening from his kneading. For a moment, Zhiyi's face burned, her mind seemingly frozen
.
Xinyi, standing to the side, was also stunned by this scene, unsure how to react.
Suddenly, Zhiyi let out a sharp cry, slamming her left fist heavily onto the old jailer's nose. Taking advantage of his stinging nose
and seeing stars, Zhiyi... Another kick landed on the old jailer's buttocks. It turned out the old jailer, showing no mercy
, had pinched Zhiyi's nipple hard with his fingernails, causing Zhiyi to retaliate in pain.
The old jailer clutched his sore buttocks and screamed like a pig being slaughtered. Xinyi, fearing the scream would attract
the entire town's guards, quickly stepped forward to support the old jailer and covered his mouth. At the same time,
the bald jailer tightly embraced Zhiyi's waist, and the young jailer grabbed her arms, twisting them behind her back.
Xinyi turned to look at Zhiyi, who shook her head slightly, knowing it was just an accident, and said, "These
maids from the envoy's residence have all learned some martial arts to protect the lady and young lady. You should be careful, don't go too far
."
After a few seconds of stalemate, the old jailer broke the silence, angrily saying, "Old Qin, Little Li, lock this girl
in the iron cage, we'll examine her more carefully." Xinyi was about to object... But Zhiyi shook her head again
.
Although Xinyi couldn't speak, she understood Zhiyi's meaning: don't worry about yourself, saving lives is the priority.
Xinyi hesitated for a moment, then fell silent.
The bald jailer called Old Qin walked to the iron cage and opened the door. Xiao Li pulled Zhiyi over and pushed her inside
. Zhiyi steadied herself and couldn't help but turn to look at the three jailers standing to one side and Xinyi. When she saw
the lewd and mocking expressions on the jailers' faces, Zhiyi knew that what followed would not be
good. However, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of anticipation, as if an unnamed
fire was quietly burning within her.
The old jailer grinned and said, "Now let's do another check." He stretched out a pair of withered hands and
placed them on Zhiyi's slightly heaving, high breasts through the iron cage bars, rubbing her full breasts through her clothes. The bald jailer beside her
took off his short spear and pretended to poke her, threatening, "If you don't behave, I
'll kill you..."
"So you like it when I don't rub your breasts, huh? Just a little rubbing and your nipples are hard." The old jailer easily
found Zhiyi's nipple through her clothes and gently pinched it.
"No, I didn't..." Zhiyi's face flushed red. She tried to explain, but the bald jailer lightly
poked her buttocks a few times with the spear. Zhiyi then pretended to be terrified. "Ah!..." Zhiyi let out a moan,
closed her eyes, and her legs trembled feignedly.
Seeing her reaction, the old jailer began to caress her more lewdly. He pulled Zhiyi closer to the iron cage, his breathing
heavy and rapid, which sounded frightening and disgusting to Zhiyi. She tried to back away, but
was held tightly by the other two jailers. The bald jailer groped her thighs, while the young jailer grabbed her shapely buttocks. "No...
"
The moment the young jailer's fingers touched Zhiyi's tender buttocks, Zhiyi could no longer bear it and groaned.
The jailers, seeing her reaction like a startled deer, were even more aroused.
Zhiyi's pretty face grew redder and redder. With her martial arts skills, she could choose to leave or resist, but
a strange force compelled her to endure it. She even felt that her crotch was already a little wet, ah... she couldn't help but
groan.
Just as Zhiyi was intoxicated, Xinyi, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore. Fearing that things might get complicated,
she said to the old jailer, "Brother, if you want to do the inspection, then hurry up. I'm waiting to go back and report." Saying this, she
pulled the old jailer away. The old jailer smiled obsequiously, "Sir, I understand. We'll do the final inspection right away."
The old jailer turned to Zhiyi with a lewd grin and said, "Little girl, let us examine your body first!
Take off all your clothes, not a single piece left, or else..." As he spoke, the bald jailer inserted his short
spear into the iron cage and began poking. Zhiyi pretended to be stunned, "I'll take them off, I'll take them off... Please don't hurt me anymore."
Pretending to be afraid that these people would really use the spear to stab her, Zhiyi hurriedly began to unbutton her clothes. She was wearing
a close-fitting light purple top and a white long skirt. Her full breasts were tightly wrapped in the clothes,
but her waist was slender and long. Her skirt was lifted up to her waist, and her alluring thighs were completely exposed to the jailers. For a
moment, the jailers stared at her excitedly, swallowing hard.
Zhiyi's blouse slowly loosened, the previously tight collar opening to reveal the girl's fair and full breasts.
The jailers were astonished that her shoulders and waist were so slender, yet her breasts were so full and firm, her breasts high and
firm yet soft, the erect rosy nipples incredibly alluring. The jailers' mouths
were watering. Seeing their gazes, Zhiyi blushed, her heart pounding with excitement
.
Seeing this, Xinyi lowered her head, unable to
dissuade her, even as Zhiyi's older sister. A feeling of excitement spread through her, causing her already somewhat aroused state to break out
in a fine layer of sweat.
After unbuttoning her clothes, Zhiyi bit her lip, took a deep breath, and unfastened her garments from her slender waist, slowly
pulling them down to the ground. Her alluring, snow-white body tingled with goosebumps. She wrapped her arms around her chest,
her full breasts appearing even more tempting under the pressure. "
Hurry up and take them off! Continue!" The jailers were eager to admire Zhiyi's captivating body, constantly urging her to undress quickly.
Zhiyi trembled with shame, her left hand tightly embracing her soft, firm breasts. This only
aroused the jailers' excitement. Zhiyi slowly untied her skirt, straightened her
long legs, raised her hips on her tiptoes, bit her lip, and slowly pulled off her skirt. A pair of slender, snow-white legs were fully exposed
, their calves, thighs, and pert buttocks displaying pleasing lines. Zhiyi
turned her face away, both ashamed and excited. She was now only wearing pink underwear, and the guards' burning gazes made her
inner thighs wet and sticky.
As the underwear slowly came off, Zhiyi's alluring white body was now naked before the guards
. Her firm, elastic nipples trembled, their pink tips attracting their attention. The bald
guard said, "This girl has such a slender waist, and such full breasts. Truly a rare find." He then
reached out and pushed aside Zhiyi's left hand covering her genitals, revealing her pink, hairless vulva, further arousing the guards' animalistic
desires and lust, making their lewdness rise ever higher.
Zhiyi lay naked in the iron cage, completely at their mercy. The entire jailer's quarters were filled with the beast-like
panting of the guards and an indescribable atmosphere of arousal. "Squat down, spread your legs," the old jailer said excitedly to Zhiyi
.
Zhiyi looked helpless, but a hint of excitement flickered in her heart. Slowly, she squatted down, her two long, white
legs slowly spreading apart. "Mmm..." During this process, besides
feeling extremely ashamed, Zhiyi also felt a tingling sensation in her lower body, a strange pleasure akin to almost urinating. Her face flushed crimson,
making her appear even more shy. Suddenly, the old jailer squatted down, extending his withered, wooden fingers through the iron bars,
pressing his fingertips against the small bead at the tip of Zhiyi's vulva. The stimulation caused Zhiyi's buttocks to suddenly arch upwards, fluid gushing from her vulva
, and her body began to writhe uncontrollably.
The bald jailer and the young jailer each reached into the iron cage and caressed Zhiyi's breasts
. Zhiyi felt the bald jailer's rough palms touch her smooth, alabaster skin, and with a clench of his fingers, he
grasped her snow-white breasts in his hands. She trembled slightly and moaned softly, "No...uh...ah..."
Xinyi, though her head was lowered, clearly saw her sister's body begin to change. Her hair covered Xinyi
's face, obscuring her expression, but when the old jailer's fingers pressed against Zhiyi's clitoris, she seemed to let out
a soft moan. However, the jailers' hearing was poor, and none of them heard it. At this moment, the two sisters were lost in
passion, seemingly forgetting their purpose for coming to Tizhen Prison that night.
Almost a full cup of tea's time passed before the old jailer reluctantly raised his head. Fine, glistening beads of sweat covered
Zhiyi's fair and alluring body. Her originally snow-white and delicate cheeks were flushed, giving her a breathtaking
appearance. Her pink labia and vulva were slightly parted like budding flowers, with
strands of clear fluid seeping from the tempting cleft. Under the caresses of the bald and young jailers
, the areolas of Zhiyi's full, firm, snow-white breasts swelled, becoming much larger than before, and her beautiful, rosy nipples stood erect,
like red cherries.
Zhiyi felt her lips and tongue dry, her lower body burning as if on fire, and the strange swelling and pain from her breasts
made her even more intoxicated. The old jailer said in a trembling voice, "Kneel down with your buttocks facing us. We're going to check if you've
smuggled anything into your genitals." Zhiyi, still dazed, couldn't quite understand what the old jailer was saying, but
she obeyed his command, kneeling and facing him with her snow-white buttocks and vulva. The old jailer reached into
the cage, his fingers gently hooking between Zhiyi's delicate pink labia, causing her lower body to convulse violently
, and another wave of wetness washed over her, the gushing fluid even staining the iron bars. The old jailer lewdly
chuckled, "This girl's already so wet!" Meanwhile, the jailers... The humiliation and the resulting stimulation were now assaulting
Zhiyi's consciousness. The heat within her body grew stronger and stronger, and Zhiyi felt dizzy and unable to
think clearly.
She only heard the bald jailer say lewdly, "Girl, open your little hole a bit more, we can't see
clearly like this." Hearing this, Zhiyi, in a daze, moved her hands down to her lower body, her slender fingers touching the entrance of her honey hole.
Then, she gently spread the pink labia with her index and ring fingers, revealing the pink bud-like tender flesh inside.
Zhiyi felt more and more fluid flowing out of her lower body, and the tingling and itchy sensation seeped into her brain, her shapely buttocks began to...
She shifted slightly, uneasy. "Hmm, that's more like it..." the old jailer nodded encouragingly. The jailers watched, their mouths
dry, swallowing hard.
Zhiyi grew increasingly unrestrained, turning her head, her long eyelashes trembling, gazing at the jailers' already erect
genitals, like Mongolian yurts. She raised her middle finger, inserting a small section of her slender, jade-like finger into the crevice of her honeyed orifice. This
lewd scene made the jailers' lust boil, unable to control themselves. "Ah..." Zhiyi's delicate brows furrowed; even she
felt her honeyed orifice was wet and warm, and it seemed as if even more nectar was about to flow out.
"Do you want us to help you?" the bald jailer couldn't resist any longer.
Zhiyi moaned: No...you can't...come over...I...can...do it myself
......but then, turning her head, she gave the bald jailer a seductive glance.
The bald jailer, unable to resist Zhiyi's alluring gaze, crawled to his knees beside the iron cage, pulled down his pants,
revealing a five-inch-long penis beneath his fat, round belly, and inserted it between Zhiyi's legs. Unfortunately,
Zhiyi's buttocks were still some distance from the cage, so the bald jailer's penis was visible but unattainable, a somewhat
comical scene.
The bald jailer turned to the other two jailers and said, "This position won't fit. Move her body
back a bit more." Seeing this, the older and younger jailers grabbed Zhiyi's ankles and dragged her over the iron bars. Zhiyi
's high, rounded buttocks were pressed tightly against the bars, her plump, swollen vulva wedged
between the bars. A strong sense of shame and oppression rushed to Zhiyi's brain, and she struggled and cried out, "Stop...don't do this
, no...um..." But the glistening fluid from her vulva flowed even more freely.
With a thrust of the bald jailer's thick waist, Zhiyi felt a burning sensation in her vulva, "Ugh...!!!" she let out a
long, cloying moan, feeling the jailer's penis enter her vulva and begin to thrust.
*Slap! Slap!* The bald jailer thrust into Zhiyi with a frenzied, violent rhythm, kneading her shapely buttocks wildly. Zhiyi could
n't resist and clenched her vagina tightly. The bald jailer, unable to withstand it, was already surging with semen. His already numb and tingling penis
felt as if it were being tightly gripped and sucked by a warm place. He couldn't help but thrust a few more times,
ejaculating inside Zhiyi's vagina. The bald jailer let out a series of pleasureful gasps.
Xinyi, watching from the side, saw Zhiyi's buttocks writhing wildly,
moaning beautifully as the bald jailer ejaculated. She even felt the intense pleasure emanating from her sister. She couldn't help but clench
her legs, her face burning.
Just as the bald jailer finished ejaculating, the young jailer, who had been holding back his energy, pushed him away. As the jailer
withdrew his penis, a thick stream of yellow semen flowed from Zhiyi's vagina. The young jailer
, unable to bear it any longer, didn't bother wiping it away and thrust his six-inch-long penis deep into Zhiyi's vagina
.
He felt a unique sensation as his penis was inside the girl's vagina, the sensation of her vagina sucking and
releasing, constantly enticing him to thrust rapidly. He thrust vigorously nearly a hundred times, and just as Zhiyi was about to
reach her climax, moaning, "Oh...so good...ah!! So good...I...I'm almost there
..."
, the young jailer could no longer hold back and ejaculated with spasms, his penis still thrusting forcefully inside
Zhiyi's vagina as he ejaculated. Just as she was about to climax, the young jailer's vigorous thrusts suddenly slowed down
. Zhiyi knew without a doubt that the useless guy had ejaculated
. Her climax was abruptly cut short. Unable to suppress her intense desire, she felt overwhelmed and extremely uncomfortable, her shapely buttocks swaying involuntarily.
Seeing Zhiyi's wanton appearance, the old jailer squinted his eyes: "What a little slut! So eager to be fucked, huh
?"
Seeing Zhiyi's anxious and embarrassed state, he pulled down his pants, walked to the edge of the cage, bent down, and
inserted his roughly seven-inch-long, dark penis into the bars, saying: "Girl, move yourself, put it in." Zhiyi couldn't help but thrust her shapely buttocks back,
aiming the glans at her honeypot, gently swaying her pink waist and buttocks,
rubbing the old jailer's glans against the entrance of her honeypot a couple of times. Then, with a "squeak!", the old jailer's dark penis was fully inserted into
Zhiyi's honeypot. The old jailer, supporting her snow-white slender waist, began to slowly thrust in and out.
Zhiyi tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and then let her pink buttocks rhythmically move in sync with the old jailer's thrusts
. One hand supported her on the ground, and the other cupped her firm breasts, kneading them. Her honeyed orifice contracted and writhed incessantly, tightly
gripping the old jailer's glans. The old jailer thrust in and out slowly, but each time penetrating deeply. Zhiyi's
hair swayed wildly as she moaned, "...Mmm...Mmm...Oh...Oh...Mmm..." Encouraged, the old jailer
also gave it his all, thrusting harder, each stroke hitting Zhiyi's clitoris. Zhiyi felt
a continuous stream of pleasure in her lower body.
After about two hundred thrusts, the old jailer and Zhiyi began to moan incoherently in pleasure.
"Oh! So tight!! Little girl, you're such a slutty little sister."
"Mmm...So good...Yes...I'm slutty...Mmm...Oh...Harder...Oh," Zhiyi responded
to the old jailer.
After a few more thrusts, the old jailer's movements suddenly quickened, producing a series of squelching sounds at their point of contact
. He groaned, "Little girl, I'm going to cum, all of it... for you... ah... oh..."
At the same time, Zhiyi reached her climax, hissing and moaning softly, her voice sultry and wanton.
"I'm coming too... *sob*... *sob*... *um*... *um*... I... I can't take it anymore." At this moment, the old jailer had already pushed
his glans to its deepest point, ejaculating his semen into her flower core. Zhiyi, struck directly by the scalding semen, felt
the sound stuck in her throat suddenly clear and turn into a high-pitched "...Oh... Oh... Oh!" She too reached her climax.
Zhiyi's high-pitched cry, however, pulled Xinyi, who was watching in a daze, back to reality.
Zhiyi was still lying weakly on the ground, her snow-white breasts rising and falling with her breath, her fair cheeks
still flushed, her eyes hazy, enjoying the afterglow of her climax.
Seeing this, Xinyi coughed and said to the jailers: "You've done your checks, you've had your pleasure
, shouldn't you put this little girl in jail first so I can go back and rest?"
The jailers were taken aback when they heard Xinyi's voice, wondering why their lord was still waiting.
They quickly stammered, "Yes...yes, we'll take this little girl into custody right away." The old jailer produced a roster, had
Xinyi sign it, and the bald jailer urged Zhiyi to get up and put on her clothes. Stepping out of the iron cage,
Zhiyi blushed and winked at Xinyi. Then she followed the young jailer into the heavy dungeon. After Xinyi turned and left, she used her
lightness skill to lie prone on the roof of the jailer's quarters, waiting for Zhiyi to rescue the dwarf old man to the dungeon entrance.
The heavy dungeon door slowly closed. The young jailer helped Zhiyi down one floor, waking a
short, stout jailer who had been dozing inside. The short, stout jailer looked displeased and said to the young jailer, "Brother, why
did you bring a woman in at midnight?" "Seeing the young jailer help Zhiyi in, he asked with a puzzled look.
After some commotion, Zhiyi was now somewhat conscious, though her body was a little weak, so she let the young
jailer support her without trying to break free. Then, seeing the dungeon foreman and a
row of keys hanging on the wall, organized by room, she thought she had found the right person. Just as the young jailer released her and walked forward, she swiftly struck,
knocking the young jailer unconscious with a single blow.
Startled by the suddenness of the attack, the dungeon foreman looked at
Zhiyi, who had been listless but whose gaze had suddenly turned as cold as swords, and was already terrified. He stammered, 'Miss! I have parents, a wife, and children…' Zhiyi demanded
: 'Which cell is that dwarf old man locked up in?' The dungeon foreman trembled and said: 'Xuan Shiqi…' Before he could
finish, Zhiyi kicked him to the ground, then stomped on him, instantly knocking him unconscious." Picking up the key labeled "Xuan Seventeen" from the wall
, Zhiyi ran into the dungeon to find the dwarf old man. This dungeon was unlike ordinary cells; all the cell doors were
made of steel plates, with only a small window above each door. Zhiyi searched the cells floor by floor, finally
finding the "Xuan" cell on the third floor. Through the small window of cell number seventeen, she saw the withered dwarf old man.
He was lying asleep on a pile of straw, his hair
disheveled, facing the cell door. He was still wearing the black clothes Zhiyi had worn when she first saw him, but they were now tattered and stained with blood.
Without thinking, Zhiyi quickly took the key she had found on the wall, opened the cell door, and went to pick him up, saying,
"Old man, I've come to save you!" The dwarf old man opened his eyes wide and stared blankly at Zhiyi, seemingly unresponsive.
Zhiyi didn't question it further and immediately carried him back to the dungeon entrance.
As Zhiyi carried the dwarf old man to the dungeon entrance, she let out a whistle.
Xinyi, who was crouching on the roof of the jailer's quarters, thought she had succeeded. She immediately climbed the straight wall and leaped down, quickly knocking out the bewildered old
and bald jailers, then rushed towards the dungeon entrance. She drew her Tai'a sword and slashed at the dungeon lock. But then a loud
"
clang!" rang out. It turned out that a huge bronze gong was attached to the back of the lock; any heavy blow
would cause it to clang loudly. Seeing that her sword had only severed half the lock, Xin Yi frowned, ignoring the gong's sound, and
struck again, severing the lock in half with a clang. She pushed open the cell door, letting Zhi Yi and the dwarf old man out.
The two loud noises had alerted the garrison commander of the town government. In an instant, more than fifty night-duty soldiers
arrived outside the office. The two sisters walked to an open space about four or five zhang square outside the office. Zhi Yi
handed the dwarf old man to Xin Yi, and then… Xin Yi, skilled in agility, carried them on her back for easier escape.
Xin Yi and Zhi Yi stood back-to-back, keeping watch. The soldiers moved swiftly, quickly surrounding them. The leader was about to question them, but the sisters
knew that questioning would only delay them and attract more reinforcements. They exchanged a glance and decided to break out immediately.
Xin Yi drew her Tai'a sword, a chilling aura emanating from it, its blade gleaming coldly. She then pulled out the
willow-leaf knife from her waist and handed it to Zhi Yi, before using her belt to tie the dwarf old man to her back. But then the leader of the soldiers shouted, "Traitors!
Today you have no way to escape…!" Enough with the nonsense! "Zhiyi casually remarked, leaping up and then swooping
down, covering the distance of ten steps in a flash. With a flick of her right hand, a whoosh! A burst of sword energy erupted, the willow-
leaf blade tracing a graceful arc as it slashed diagonally through the air towards the group of soldiers.
Xinyi, meanwhile, wielded the Tai'a sword with the grace of a willow swaying in the wind, her swordplay light and unpredictable, yet its power to injure the enemy was no
less than Zhiyi's sweeping and powerful strikes. Seeing this, Zhiyi chuckled lightly, her willow-leaf blade twirling, her swordsmanship suddenly changing
. Each strike, though seemingly a gentle breeze, was also continuous and unpredictable, each move carrying a subtle variation, making it
impossible to defend against.
In the blink of an eye, the two sisters had cut down the melons..." The butcher had slain over fifty soldiers, leaving only a dozen or so. Seeing
Xin Yi effortlessly maneuvering among them, Zhiyi gave a shout and charged through the town's prison gates, heading
north to draw the pursuing troops. Xin Yi, meanwhile, fought her way towards the wall. Just as she was about to leap over it
, a sudden jolt struck her hand,
sending her Tai'a sword hurtling upwards by a chilling palm strike. Xin Yi's body jolted; she slapped the sword with her left hand, causing it to spin in mid-air, deflecting the incoming force. Turning around, she
saw a tall, thin figure wielding a curved saber, lunging at her with a swift, lurking attack. A venomous snake flickered in the grass
. Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat; her opponent was a formidable foe, likely on
par with Zhi Yi. At the same time, both unleashed their ultimate techniques, their swords flashing in a dense, intertwined light.
This tall, thin middle-aged commander, nicknamed "Flying Snake" in the martial world, wielded an ancestral curved saber with incredible speed and power. His blade aura was
chilling and ruthless, and his lightness skill was also exceptional. However, despite his high level of martial arts, his lecherous nature had led him to commit several major sexual
offenses in recent years, incurring a joint kill order from the six major sects. To evade capture, he had joined the imperial court, never expecting
to encounter Xin Yi in this Changti Town prison.
In the blink of an eye... They had exchanged dozens of blows. In contrast to the rapid, swirling energy of the Flying Serpent's blade, Xin Yi's swordplay was slower, yet
it drew arc after arc in the air, her swordsmanship fluid and graceful, like unfurled brocade. Her demeanor was gentle, yet
a natural, continuous force emerged, repeatedly dissipating the power contained within the Flying Serpent's blade.
Seeing that the Flying Serpent's curved blade could actually block the Tai'a sword, and that its speed and unexpected power were remarkable, Xin Yi,
despite having a dwarf old man on its back, was also filled with competitive spirit. She circulated her true energy, concentrating it on her sword, and
unleashed most of her sword energy towards the Flying Serpent. The Flying Serpent gradually weakened; its blade could no longer neutralize the internal force contained within Xin Yi's sword.
Forced to retreat continuously,
after another ten or so moves, Xinyi stomped on the ground, her palm spinning, and the Tai'a Sword suddenly emitted a trembling sound. She leaped
into the air, her body following the sword, and shouted: "Hound! Take this sword from me!" The Tai'a Sword slashed down from mid-air, aiming for the flying snake
's head.
But at that moment, the flying snake roared, its body suddenly swelling, its chest rising almost a foot, and it
exhaled a sweet-smelling smoke. It turned out that the flying snake had hidden poisonous smoke in its dentures, which it would bite off in a moment of crisis and spray out to
injure its opponent. Xinyi quickly held her breath, but some of the poisonous smoke had already been inhaled into her nose. In an instant, she felt her body go limp,
her wrist shifted, and the Tai'a Sword only managed to tear the flying snake's right shoulder. The flying serpent retreated two steps, gripping the hilt
of its sword with both hands. With a backhand swing, it parried Xin Yi's sword strike in a flash.
Xin Yi's expression shifted; she felt her inner strength slowly waning. She could only exhale a breath of stale
air, sighing, "I can no longer kill this henchman of the court today; I must retreat." Lowering her Tai'a
sword, she lightly touched the ground with her toes and, like a kite being pulled, flew backward towards the wall at astonishing speed
. The flying serpent chuckled and, with equally astonishing speed, leaped over the wall in pursuit.
Ignoring her poisoned body, Xin Yi used her lightness skill to fly westward, seemingly able to feel her
inner strength constantly diminishing. In truth, the flying serpent's Five-Snail Poison wasn't particularly potent. With Xin Yi's skill,
she could expel it from her body with just a moment's time to calmly circulate her inner energy. But with a powerful enemy behind her, there was no time to expel
the poison. During the chase, Xin Yi's inner strength was gradually exhausted. When she reached a deserted
mountain god temple outside the west gate, she could no longer maintain her lightness skill. She had no choice but to put the dwarf old man on her back down in
the side hall of the mountain god temple, and stand in the front hall, raising her Tai'a sword to fight the enemy with all her might.
Suddenly, a figure flashed, and Flying Serpent was already standing in the center of the front hall of the mountain god temple, grinning sinisterly, "Miss, you don't need to
pretend anymore. I, Flying Serpent, am a lecherous man, and my nose is most sensitive to the fragrance of women. Seeing a
skilled woman disguised as a man like you, I couldn't help but be tempted. Otherwise, I would have killed you as soon as I entered the temple. Miss, let's
have some fun. Maybe I'll take pity on you and let you go after we're done."
Xin Yi's face darkened, and she immediately struck out with her right palm, but her attack lacked the speed of when she was at her peak.
Flying Serpent was no ordinary man either. Without even dodging, he grabbed Xin Yi's wrist with one hand, pushed her down onto
the offering table of the mountain god temple, and ripped off her fake beard and hat. Seeing this... Her face was breathtakingly beautiful
, even to the seasoned Flying Serpent, who was already a womanizer, causing him to lose his composure and feel a surge of shock and excitement.
The situation was now clear; Xin Yi understood that if she acted before the poison was expelled, she would be
powerless to resist. So, she half-heartedly lay down on the table, using the opportunity to circulate her internal energy and try to expel the poison as quickly as possible. Then,
she heard Flying Serpent's lewd laughter. With a ripping sound, the front of Xin Yi's guard uniform was torn open,
revealing her snow-white neck and the deep cleavage beneath the bound strips of cloth. At this moment, Xin Yi was desperately trying to expel the poison,
and out of sight, out of mind, she closed her eyes, steeling her resolve and allowing Flying Serpent to do as he pleased. Seeing Xin Yi so easily
manipulated, Flying Serpent was overjoyed . A series of unrestrained, lewd laughs emanated from his mouth.
Xin Yi could only submit to whatever happened. At this moment, she was like a lamb to the slaughter, helplessly lying on
the offering table, letting Fei She spread her legs wide. Fei She then pulled out several leather ropes from his body and
tightly bound her beautiful limbs downwards to the four legs of the offering table.
Immediately afterwards, Fei She untied Xin Yi's bodice, and her full, perky breasts bounced out,
gleaming a dazzling white in the moonlight. Her sensitive and delicate nipples, touched by the cool night breeze, slowly
hardened. Fei She secretly admired her, his hand slowly reaching for Xin Yi's belt, her guard's uniform slowly slipping to the ground.
Then Fei She removed Xin Yi's last piece of clothing, her underpants, revealing her completely... Naked, Xin Yi trembled in the autumn night breeze,
her flawless white body displayed before Fei She.
Xin Yi didn't struggle, knowing it would interfere with her internal energy circulation to expel the poison, but when a stranger's hand
grasped her sensitive, delicate nipple, she instinctively let out a moan. Then, Fei She's hand slid
towards Xin Yi's smooth, white abdomen, his large hands encircling her soft waist, his fingers pressing against her pert buttocks.
His heavy, warm breaths gradually approached the sensitive skin of Xin Yi's lower abdomen. Although Xin Yi kept her eyes closed,
the strange sensation clearly entered her mind.
Fei She stroked down to Xin Yi's smooth, slender thighs. "Mmm…" Xin Yi tightly closed her eyes and let out a soft moan
.
Goosebumps rose on her legs, and her waist trembled involuntarily. Seeing her reaction, Fei She's caresses became even more frivolous
. His mouth approached Xinyi's lower body, his hot, rapid breath spraying onto her labia
. Xinyi was instantly aroused, swallowing hard. A strong tingling sensation spread through her vagina, and glistening droplets of fluid oozed from the opening.
Seeing this, Fei She couldn't resist burying his face between Xinyi's thighs, extending his long, thin tongue to lick
her soft vulva from bottom to top. "Ugh… Xinyi clenched her fists, feeling a warm current
entering her vagina, her whole body unbearably itchy." Hmm… Ah… Xinyi bit her lip, her eyes tightly closed
, inhaling softly. Fei She's burning lips were already sucking directly on her sensitive clitoris, the rapid sucking causing her entire body to almost
spasm. A large amount of fluid overflowed from her vagina, the intense tingling causing her back to arch forcefully
.
It took a full two cups of tea's time before Black Dragon finally raised his head. At this moment, glistening beads of sweat covered Xin Yi's snow-white and alluring
chest. Sensitive as she was, she had already experienced an orgasm. During that orgasm, Xin Yi felt a surge of internal energy
erupt, instantly expelling most of the toxins.
If Xin Yi had concentrated her energy now, breaking the leather rope would have been easy. However, having just experienced intense pleasure
, she could only slump on the offering table, panting softly. She slightly opened her eyes, wanting to see what Fei She would do next,
but she saw Fei She with his bare buttocks, a strange fleshy rod almost a foot long but only two fingers wide standing erect
. Xin Yi secretly glanced at Fei She's erect rod; this was the first time she had seen such a long rod.
She imagined what it would feel like to put this rather thin but still foot-long rod into her little honey hole.
Her whole body slowly heated up again, and she trembled slightly. Honey-like fluid flowed all over the offering table, completely
forgetting about breaking free of the ropes.
The flying snake didn't disappoint Xin Yi. It licked its lips, squinted its eyes, and thrust its foot-long penis forward. With its hands
on Xin Yi's fair waist, it thrust its hips forward, and its foot-long penis plunged into Xin Yi's overflowing vagina. Xin Yi
felt as if each thrust of the pointed glans pierced through her core, a powerful wave of stimulating pleasure washing
over her. The flying snake had only thrust a few dozen times when Xin Yi was already moaning softly: "Mmm… a little gentler…
a little gentler… ah… ah… good… ah… mmm… ah…" Yi felt she was about to climax again!
Just then, a sudden, gleaming sword tip appeared on Fei She's chest. Then,
the sword tip dragged down until it reached Fei She's navel, and blood gushed out. Fei She stared in astonishment at
the sword tip on his navel, his penis slowly sliding out of Xin Yi's honeypot, his eyes wide open as he collapsed dead.
It turned out that the dwarf old man hadn't truly fainted when Zhi Yi carried him out of the dungeon. He had been dazed and confused as he walked from
the side hall of the mountain temple to the front hall, where he saw Xin Yi bound by Fei She. While committing adultery on the offering table, his mind cleared for a moment, and he suddenly
remembered that his sisters, Xinyi and Zhiyi, had broken into the dungeon to save him. He picked up the Tai'a sword that Xinyi
had dropped and stabbed it into Feishe's back. Feishe deserved his bad luck; normally, even a thousand dwarf old men wouldn't be a match for him, so
why did this dwarf old man stab him just when he was in the throes of ecstasy…
Startled by this sudden turn of events, Xinyi was relieved to see that it was the dwarf old man who had killed Feishe. But
then she remembered that her crotch was bare and wet. Her wet vulva was right in front of the dwarf old man, and she blushed deeply with embarrassment
.
Just as Xin Yi was feeling ashamed, she saw the dwarf old man's breathing suddenly become ragged and heavy, his eyes vacant. He
pushed the flying snake's corpse aside, clattered as he dragged a chair over, placed it between Xin Yi's spread legs,
climbed onto the chair, pulled down his pants, stood on tiptoe, and erected his six-inch-long, thick, black penis.
Before Xin Yi could react, taking advantage of her still-wet vulva from the flying snake's penetration, he thrust his glans in forcefully... The entire shaft
was inserted.
Xin Yi let out a soft "Ah..." as a strong sensation spread throughout her body from her honeypot. She thought to herself, "This dwarf
old man is so bold, but his penis is really hard. The glans stretched my honeypot open, and then the whole shaft
went in. Maybe it's because I just had too much vaginal fluid..." As the dwarf old man began to thrust, Xin Yi twisted
her slender waist and moaned: "Ah...ah...my...honeypot...it's so hot inside! Go...in
a little more...ah...ah...ah..."
But after the dwarf old man thrust dozens of times, Xin Yi felt that the penis was penetrating shallower and shallower, as if it were about to fall out
, completely failing to stimulate her itch. She couldn't help but look up. It turned out that the dwarf old man was simply too short; even
standing on a chair, he had to stand on tiptoe to reach Xin Yi, who was lying on the offering table. But standing on tiptoe for too long eventually
became unsustainable, hence the situation where the penis was slipping further and further out.
Xin Yi felt both amused and helpless, and her desire, already aroused by the flying snake and the dwarf old man's teasing, was burning fiercely
... The itch was unbearable. With a swift movement of her slender arms, the leather rope snapped, followed by the rope around her feet. She slowly descended
from the offering table, seeing the dwarf old man still standing on the chair, his erect penis facing the table, her desire
intensifying. After a moment's thought, Xin Yi reached out and lifted the dwarf old man from the chair to the ground. She
then knelt on the ground, her snow-white buttocks raised high, her genitals facing the dwarf old man. Her shapely, tender buttocks
swayed gently back and forth, slowly enveloping the dwarf old man's glans. Xin... Yi's vagina was already overflowing with nectar, incredibly slippery, and
in the blink of an eye, the dwarf old man's entire penis was inserted into her honey hole. Although the dwarf old man was not in his right mind, he also had
a strong reaction. He grabbed Yi's two buttocks with both hands, shook his hips violently, and thrust wildly and uncontrollably,
making Yi look up and moan softly: "...Wait...Don't go so fast...Stop for a moment..."
The dwarf old man's thick, dark penis repeatedly forced open Yi's tender, wet labia, repeatedly penetrating
Yi's small, tight honey hole. Each time he thrust forward, his penis slid into Xinyi's soft, warm vagina with a "whoosh,"
stimulating her to moan wildly: "Mmm...mmm...a little gentler...a little gentler..."
Because the height of the dwarf's penis was exactly the same as the height of Xinyi's kneeling vulva when he was standing,
and with Xinyi's pert buttocks supporting his hands, the dwarf's small, dark buttocks swayed back and forth rapidly, effortlessly.
After about five hundred consecutive, storm-like thrusts, Xinyi was already delirious, moaning and groaning
. Her vagina gushed out a long stream of clear fluid like a collapsing riverbank, wave after
wave of pleasure washing over her. The dwarf was also panting heavily, thrusting faster and faster. He thrust wildly into Xinyi's honeypot
nearly a hundred more times. Xinyi let out a lewd cry, "Eee... Oh..." and reached another climax.
A stream of white fluid gushed from her honeypot, staining the dwarf old man's thick, black penis white.
After a dozen more thrusts, the dwarf old man's glans trembled, and a stream of white semen spurted out, shooting into Xinyi
's flower core. Both of them reached climax, collapsing weakly onto the floor of the main hall of the Chengshan Temple.
After a short while, Xinyi finally managed to prop herself up, put on her clothes, picked up
the Tai'a sword and the ancestral curved knife of the Flying Serpent, kicked the Flying Serpent's corpse into the bushes in the backyard, and led the seemingly awake but still
dazed dwarf old man towards the meeting point she had agreed to meet with Zhiyi.
As dawn broke, a morning breeze lifted the hem of the dwarf old man's clothes. Xinyi, with her sharp eyes, noticed
that his limp, black penis, covered in hard white lumps, was still hanging outside his crotch. Her face flushed, and she
quickly bent down and stuffed it back into his pants. After walking a few steps, Xinyi's face turned even
redder. She knelt down and pulled the old man's penis, now a patchwork of black and white from the hard white lumps,
out of his pants. She tore off a small piece of her clothes, dampened it with dew from the grass, and carefully
wiped away the hard white lumps. Then she stuffed the penis back into his pants and led him slowly away.

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