【Crimson Blood Hibiscus 2】

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In the sixth act of "The Blood of the Hibiscus,"
Nie Yan suddenly saw his mother appear before him and immediately rushed over, desperately hugging Tang Yuefu's legs, instantly staining her snow-white dress with patches of bright red.
Tang Yuefu lovingly stroked her son's hair and softly said, "Yan'er, lie down and let your mother detoxify you..."
Before Tang Yuefu could finish speaking, Nie Yan suddenly reached out, lifted the hem of his mother's dress, and his nimble little hand slipped into the gap of her underpants. His middle finger bent and hooked precisely on his mother's moist vulva, the fingertip sliding into the warm cavity, directly touching the tiny protrusions on the fleshy walls.
"Ah... Yan'er... you..." Tang Yuefu groaned. Nie Yan's sudden attack caught her off guard. The burning desire within her seemed to find an outlet, and copious amounts of fluid flowed from her honeyed orifice. Tang Yuefu felt weak and numb. Although she knew she should push her son away, her body was completely out of control. Her snowy buttocks swayed slightly, as if trying to swallow Nie Yan's fingers whole.
Nie Yan rotated the fingers inserted into his mother's vulva. With a light flick of his little finger, Tang Yuefu's underpants were torn into two pieces, hanging one in front of the other at her waist. The cool mountain breeze caressed Tang Yuefu's burning lower body, but it could not extinguish the heat in her heart.
Nie Yan's other hand grabbed his mother's knees and pulled hard. Tang Yuefu could no longer stand and fell to the ground. Nie Yan untied the silk straps of his mother's blouse, ripped off her apricot-yellow bodice, revealing a pair of full, snow-white breasts. He pressed down on his mother, his swollen, purplish-red glans pressing against Tang Yuefu's petals, trying to penetrate her.
"No...no no...Yan'er, I'm your mother...you can't...you can't do this..." Tang Yuefu cried out, twisting her body to avoid her son's violation. The hair between her legs brushed against the tender flesh of his glans, only fueling Nie Yan's burning lust.
Nie Yan pressed his hands on his mother's breasts, his immense strength rendering Tang Yuefu unable to move. Her sensitive nipples, stimulated by the demonic energy Nie Yan had unleashed, stood erect, the buds shamelessly swelling, trying to peek out from between Nie Yan's fingers.
Nie Yan had clearly noticed the change in his mother's chest. He slightly parted his fingers, letting the erect nipples peek out, then forcefully squeezed them inward.
"Ah...it hurts...stop..." Tang Yuefu cried out in agony, accompanied by a sharp pain in her chest, but also by a surge of intense pleasure coursing through her body. Her muscles spasmed, her snowy buttocks swayed slightly, and unknowingly, she pressed against Nie Yan's penis. Nie Yan lowered his waist slightly, and his glans pushed aside her delicate petals, finally entering his mother's narrow vulva.
Tang Yuefu felt her son's penis already inserted into her honey hole, and was instantly terrified. Ignoring the pleasure flowing through her body, she cried out loudly, "Yan'er...get out quickly...this is incest...you...you can't do this..."
Nie Yan only felt the folds of his mother's honey hole enveloping his glans, his whole body feeling comfortable, his pores opening. How could he pay attention to Tang Yuefu's cries? He groaned and thrust his hips inward, his entire penis, moistened by the honey, plunging into his mother's vagina, striking her soft flower garden.
"Mmm...good...ah...no..." Tang Yuefu's empty honeypot was completely filled by Nie Yan's penis. Her long-cherished wish was finally fulfilled by her son. Her dark red lips turned outwards, greedily sucking on the thick, long shaft. The fire of desire was completely released, causing her to involuntarily utter incoherent murmurs.
Nie Yan slowly thrust in and out, trying his best to pound against Tang Yuefu's flower bud, showering her with waves of nectar. Their pubic bones collided, making muffled "plop plop" sounds. Tang Yuefu could not bear the burning desire, twisting her waist and swaying her hips to meet her son's movements. Her honeypot was overflowing with juices, allowing Nie Yan's penis to reach the very end of her vulva more smoothly with each thrust.
"Oh...Mother...you're so good there...it feels so good..." Nie Yan's heartfelt praise made Tang Yuefu even more ashamed. Just now she was scolding her daughter for being useless, but now she herself was even more pathetic. Although she knew perfectly well that their actions constituted true incest, her body faithfully responded to her son's repeated thrusts. The intense pleasure completely shattered her rational defenses; she could only cover her burning cheeks, slightly raising her snowy buttocks to enjoy the deeper impact.
Under Nie Yan's tireless and frenzied thrusting, Tang Yuefu's flower chamber gradually opened a tiny crack, which then widened. Finally, with another full penetration, the rounded glans was taken into it, the cervix clamping down on the shaft, the tender flesh of the vaginal walls entwining and twisting around the shaft.
"Ah... Mother... I'm so happy..." Nie Yan cried out loudly, his large penis throbbing slightly, seemingly on the verge of collapse.
"Ah... No... Pull it out... Don't ejaculate inside..." Tang Yuefu noticed her son's condition, her last shred of reason reminding her to struggle to get rid of Nie Yan's penis. Although it was pointless, she still didn't want her son's semen to enter her uterus; perhaps this was the last barrier in her heart.
Nie Yan, his bowstring drawn, held Tang Yuefu's delicate body firmly, preventing his penis from slipping out of her honeyed orifice, while intensifying his thrusts, wanting to pour the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" within him into the womb that had once nurtured his life. Tang Yuefu frantically flailed her beautiful hair, screaming, "Stop... Ah... No... This can't be..."
Just at this critical moment, a dark figure suddenly appeared before the two passionately intercourse lovers, her jade hand slapping down, striking Nie Yan's crown chakra, then pulling him away. With a soft "pop," the glans withdrew from Tang Yuefu's honeyed orifice, the dew-covered shaft still throbbing, streams of black liquid spurting from the urethral opening, landing on Tang Yuefu's snow-white breasts, slowly sliding down her undulating peaks.
It turned out that Nie Wanrong had been cooped up in the tree hollow for too long and, worried about her mother and younger brother, had sneaked over and managed to knock Nie Yan unconscious in time.
"Mother, how are you?" Nie Wanrong helped her mother up and asked anxiously.
"Oh... I... I'm fine..." Tang Yuefu blushed, gently pulling away from her daughter's hand, straightening her clothes, and then lowered her head to explain softly, "Rong'er... I just... sigh..."
Nie Wanrong quickly stopped her mother from continuing, "Mother, I know you're doing this for Yan-di. Let's not talk about this now. Let's take Yan-di back quickly and make some plans!"
Tang Yuefu looked at her daughter gratefully, and Nie Wanrong carried the unconscious Nie Yan, and the three of them returned home together.
"Rong'er, how much of your power did you use? Why is Yan-di still not awake?" Tang Yuefu asked with a furrowed brow.
"No need. Although the situation was urgent just now, I was already very careful. Judging from the strength that Brother Yan has shown, my palm strike shouldn't have made him sleep for so long, right?" Nie Wanrong was also drenched in water.
At this moment, Nie Yan's body had been washed clean, and he was dressed in clean clothes, lying straight on the bed. Tang Yuefu and her daughter sat on the edge of the bed, each holding his pulse points, circulating their true energy to examine his internal condition.
The true energy of the mother and daughter converged at the "Shanzhong" acupoint on Nie Yan's chest, and then extended towards his dantian together.
Although they encountered strong resistance from Nie Yan's own true energy, Tang Yuefu and her daughter's true energy gradually gained the upper hand in the struggle, slowly approaching the vital dantian of Nie Yan.
Just when their true energy touched the dense ball of energy in the dantian, a sudden change occurred. The previously chaotic true energy suddenly began to swirl, forming a huge vortex that sucked in the true energy of the two women at an astonishing speed, instantly draining thirty percent of their true energy.
Their own true energy rapidly drained away, startling Tang Yuefu and her daughter, who were about to let go, only to find themselves firmly stuck, unable to break free no matter how hard they tried. Their combined power flowed continuously into Nie Yan's body.
At first, Tang Yuefu thought it was just to heal her son's injuries, so she didn't pay much attention. But when more than 80% of her power was absorbed, she panicked and hurriedly cried out, "Rong'er, we can't let Yan'er absorb this! I'll count to three, and we'll use our power together, one... two... three!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the two of them used their remaining power and thrust it inward. With two muffled thuds, they finally withdrew their hands from Nie Yan's body. With this impact, Nie Yan's body jumped on the bed and then fell back down, still unconscious.
Tang Yuefu wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, secretly relieved. If the situation had continued, she and her daughter would have surely perished. Although her internal energy was now only about 20% of what it used to be, it would surely recover in time. Even though Nie Yan hadn't woken up yet, at least his life wasn't in immediate danger. Given the significant loss of her and her daughter's power, she had no choice but to stop for now and plan for the future.
Thinking of this, Tang Yuefu turned to Nie Wanrong, who was equally shaken, and said with a wry smile, "Rong'er, for now we can only wait and see. You should go back to your room and rest. I can look after Yan'er..."
Nie Wanrong nodded in agreement and got up to leave.
Nie Yan woke up at dusk on the third day. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his mother and sister's anxious faces. His childish voice asked curiously, "Mother, what are you doing here?"
Tang Yuefu looked into her son's clear eyes, opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. Clearly, Nie Yan knew nothing of what had happened. She excitedly hugged her son, kissed his forehead, and tears streamed down her face.
"Mother, what happened? Why are you crying?" Cool tears fell on Nie Yan's face, and he asked even more confusedly.
Just as Nie Wanrong was about to speak, Tang Yuefu interrupted her, saying, "Yan'er, your poison flared up a few days ago, and it was your sister and I who brought you back to life. You slept for three whole days, which terrified your mother. Now we're all together again..."
"Oh, I see. Yan'er, I'm so sorry for making your mother and sister worry..."
Once her mother's emotions had calmed down a bit, Nie Wanrong said, "Mother, I'll stay with Yan-di for now. You should go and rest. You haven't slept a wink these past few days; you must be exhausted..."
Tang Yuefu then felt a strong wave of weariness. She gave Nie Yan a few more instructions and left her son's room. Although she longed for a good long sleep, the stench on her body forced her to first bathe in a distant pool.
By the time she finished washing and changed into clean clothes, a bright moon was already hanging in the sky. Thinking back to the moment she washed herself, wiping her delicate vulva—which her son had so brutally violated—and the near-fatal attempt to force his venomous "Nine Yang Evil Essence" inside her, Tang Yuefu sighed softly, composed herself, and headed home.
Suddenly, a loud crash came from ahead. Startled, Tang Yuefu hurried home, but due to her greatly diminished internal energy, it took her a long time to arrive. What she saw before her was almost unbelievable.
Her son's room was mostly collapsed, two ferocious apes were attacking the unarmed Nie Wanrong in the open space in front of the house, and Nie Yan lay unconscious on the ground behind his sister, his life hanging in the balance.
Still recovering, Nie Wanrong was clearly at a disadvantage. Just as she parried the giant claws looming overhead, another ferocious ape launched a sneak attack, kicking her heavily in the abdomen. She coughed up blood and flew through the air like a kite with a broken string, crashing into a giant tree. Her body went limp and slid down, struggling a few times but unable to get up.
Tang Yuefu, seeing this, was extremely anxious. She leaped over and hugged Nie Wanrong, repeatedly asking, "Rong'er, how are you?" Nie Wanrong
barely opened her eyes. Seeing her mother had arrived, she weakly said, "Mother, they...
they wanted to kill Brother Yan...I..." As she spoke, she suddenly coughed up another mouthful of blood, her head lolled to the side, and she fainted in her mother's arms.
Tang Yuefu put down her daughter and jumped in front of the two ferocious apes, shouting angrily, "What are you doing?"
The two apes stood upright, their giant paws pounding their chests, emitting deafening howls. Their four fiery eyes were fixed on Nie Yan behind Tang Yuefu with grief and indignation.
Tang Yuefu knew that the apes had a keen sense of smell and might have already detected Nie Yan's scent on the little monkey's corpse. They must have come for revenge. To save her son's life, she had no choice but to take the blame: "I instructed him to do this. If you have any complaints, come at me."
The two apes exchanged glances, let out a low growl, and pounced on Tang Yuefu. Tang Yuefu knew she was no match for them, so she gave up the futile resistance, closed her eyes, and awaited death. Her only hope was that after the apes killed her, they would spare Wanrong and her brother, preserving the last bloodline of the long-suffering "Shushan Sword Sect."
Unexpectedly, seeing that Tang Yuefu had no intention of attacking, the male ape changed its mind. The female ape grabbed Tang Yuefu's arms from behind, while the male ape began to tear at her clothes.
"Stop... what do you want..." The new undergarment was ripped open by the ape, exposing her large, white breasts to the air. Tang Yuefu was shocked and furious, twisting her body with all her might, but she couldn't break free from the female ape's massive claws. Her plump breasts bounced up and down with her body's movements, a truly pleasing sight.
The male ape spread Tang Yuefu's long, jade-like legs, squeezing its massive body inside, making Tang Yuefu straddle its lap. Then it stuck out its bright red tongue, licking Tang Yuefu's breasts with a "smacking" sound. The rough tongue brushed against the tender nipples, the strange stimulation making Tang Yuefu's whole body go weak, and a secret current surged within her honeyed orifice.
"No...no...get away..." Tang Yuefu screamed and cursed, secretly hating herself for being so lewd. To feel pleasure from being violated by a male beast—was she truly a lowly woman?
In the seventh act of "The Blood-Red Hibiscus," the
ferocious ape licked her breasts while tearing Tang Yuefu's clothes to shreds, revealing her sparse pubic hair and pink, tender petals. This sight aroused the ape's lust, and a thick, plum-blossom-like penis rose from below, pressing against Tang Yuefu's cleft.
"Beast...no...ah..." Tang Yuefu felt a thick, hot, and enormous penis pressing against her entrance, attempting to break in. She frantically struggled, but her limbs were firmly held by the two apes, making escape impossible.
The tip of the glans had already penetrated the narrow honey hole. Tang Yuefu felt a sharp pain, as if her body had been forcibly cleaved apart by a giant fist. She couldn't help but groan in pain, her jade legs trembling violently as if
she were having a seizure. The ferocious ape's claws held Tang Yuefu's waist in place, and with a roar, it forced its beastly root, as thick as a human arm, inside. "I...I'm going to split open...Let go of me..."
The intense pain made Tang Yuefu cry out loudly. The beastly stem was pushed inch by inch into her honey hole, the walls of Tang Yuefu's vagina were torn open, and the tiny blood vessels in her vulva gradually swelled and burst, dark red blood flowing out along the beastly root.
The thick beastly stem was already more than halfway in, and the ferocious ape thrust in with a sudden burst, plunging the remaining part in one go.
"It hurts...it hurts so much...it's killing me...ah..." Tang Yuefu cried out in agony. Along with the excruciating pain, she clearly heard a loud "crack" sound—a familiar sound to Tang Yuefu, who already had two children; it was the sound of her pelvis cracking during childbirth.
The ape's glans sank deeper and deeper, finally forcing open the tightly closed cervix and ramming directly against the tender flesh of the uterine wall. Tang Yuefu's lower body was now like a bleeding wound, unstoppable blood flowing from her vagina, running down her white legs and wetting a large area of the ground.
The ferocious ape, enraged by the sight of blood, thrashed back and forth, thrusting its beastly member with tremendous force. Each thrust felt like a massive wooden stake piercing the uterus, each pull back like the agony of childbirth. The tender, bleeding flesh of her vulva was torn open by the force of each blow, only to be driven deeper back in. The ape's spiky fur pierced Tang Yuefu's snowy buttocks, leaving countless red marks. With each increasingly ferocious thrust, the fur finally pierced her delicate skin, oozing beads of blood that trickled down her rounded buttocks and mingled with the blood flowing from her vulva.
As she lost large amounts of blood, Tang Yuefu's consciousness gradually blurred. Cold sweat poured down her body, but the excruciating pain prevented her from completely losing consciousness. She could only moan weakly, enduring the ape's ravaging.
Suddenly, Tang Yuefu felt a foreign object intrude into her anus. A strange, throbbing pain startled her. Turning her head, she saw that the female ape behind her had inserted a hairy finger into her anus. She painfully closed her eyes, crying out, "No...no..."
The female ape's eyes held a mocking expression as she rotated her finger, the tip digging into the folds of her anus. Tang Yuefu's vagina and anus were completely stretched. The fact that she had been violated by this beast filled her with immense humiliation, yet she couldn't escape their torment.
Just as Tang Yuefu was about to completely collapse, she suddenly felt the finger that had been moving inside her anus being withdrawn. Her son's familiar presence appeared behind her. Nie Yan had awakened. Seeing his mother being violated by the ape, he immediately rushed over and kicked the female ape. Having absorbed a great deal of power from his mother and sister, he was able to kick the female ape quite a distance.
Overjoyed, Tang Yuefu cried out, "Yan'er... save me... save me..."
She had expected her son to finish off the male ape, but instead, Nie Yan coldly snorted, thrusting his erect penis into his mother's anus. Seeing Nie Yan's actions, the female ape stopped approaching and simply squatted to the side, watching the spectacle.
"Ah... no... Yan'er... no..." The penis, much thicker than the ape's finger, entered her, immediately smoothing out the folds of her anus. Nie Yan thrust forcefully, stubbornly saying, "Mother plays with them, why won't you let Yan'er play?"
"No... it's not like that..." Misunderstood by her son as lewd, Tang Yuefu was so ashamed and indignant that she almost wanted to commit suicide on the spot. Humiliated tears streamed down her face as she loudly protested.
Nie Yan ignored his mother's explanations and continued to rape the poor woman along with the male ape. Two penises, one in and one out, rhythmically thrust into Tang Yuefu's front and back orifices. Tang Yuefu gasped for breath, unable to utter a complete word.
The tender flesh of her anus gripped Nie Yan's penis, its tightness significantly stronger than her vulva, making it difficult for the young Nie Yan to last. After dozens of powerful thrusts, Nie Yan ejaculated a large amount of "Nine Yang Evil Essence" into his mother's body. Even after ejaculation, his penis remained hard, still inserted in his mother's anus. He himself seemed to have exhausted all his strength, pressed tightly against Tang Yuefu's snowy buttocks, motionless.
The aphrodisiac effects of the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" gradually took hold, igniting a blazing fire of lust within Tang Yuefu's body. The intense desire made her unable to think clearly. With the ferocious ape's rapid thrusts, her vaginal fluids flowed freely, diluting the blood and making her vagina incredibly slippery. She began to experience a frenzied pleasure.
The beast's movements became smoother, and Tang Yuefu no longer felt pain. Her hands unconsciously rested on the ape's shoulders, her snowy buttocks swaying gently, responding to the ape's thrusts, seeking an even sweeter sensation.
The ape gripped her legs, tossing her roughly like a broken doll. With each slam, its stake-like penis plunged deep into her womb, making Tang Yuefu's eyes roll back. The ape's massive claws squeezed Tang Yuefu's swaying breasts, her white breasts contorting into various shapes with the ape's brutal kneading.
"Ah...ah ah..." With a scream, Tang Yuefu trembled violently, her juices flowing freely, reaching orgasm under the beast's defilement. Her vagina contracted rhythmically, squeezing and pressing the beast's penis inside her.
The ferocious ape growled repeatedly, finally ejaculating wave after wave of semen under Tang Yuefu's twisting and pressing. The scalding semen shot into Tang Yuefu's uterus like sharp arrows, causing her belly to swell and bulge, becoming round and plump, like a woman four months pregnant.
"Mother..." A cry of alarm roused the dazed Tang Yuefu. It turned out that Nie Wanrong had also regained consciousness and witnessed this final scene, calling out involuntarily.
Tang Yuefu was immediately mortified by her daughter's sight of her in this state, and all her resentment was directed at the ferocious ape. With her remaining strength, she formed her palm into a knife and severed the penis still inserted in her vagina. The ferocious ape howled in pain and staggered back several steps. The mother ape beside her quickly jumped over, supporting her injured companion and roaring angrily.
Tang Yuefu, having used her attack, could no longer support herself and fell backward, pinning her son beneath her. Seeing this, the two ferocious apes immediately pounced, their four giant claws reaching for Tang Yuefu's delicate body. Tang Yuefu, having exhausted her strength, knew she was doomed, but suddenly felt a powerful surge of energy flowing into her body from the penis inside her anus. Without thinking, she stretched out her palms, drawing a diagonal "X" in the air. With a gust of wind, the two apes were sliced into eight pieces, spraying blood all over Tang Yuefu.
At this moment, Nie Wanrong, trembling with fear, struggled to climb down from the tree. Staring blankly at the blood-soaked Tang Yuefu, she saw a beast's penis still inserted in her mother's lower body. With trembling hands, she grabbed the end of the penis, gritted her teeth, and pulled it out.
"Ah..." Tang Yuefu cried out in anguish. A torrent of semen, vaginal fluid, and blood gushed out of her vagina like a waterfall, tracing an arc.
At this moment, Tang Yuefu's hair was disheveled and stained with filth. Her snow-white body was covered in various fluids and bruises. Her two legs, exhausted from being raped, trembled incessantly. Her vulva seemed unable to close, gushing fluid, and her legs were wide open as if waiting to be fucked. Her face, though unconscious, still showed extreme female lust.
Her daughter looked at her filthy mother, her younger brother's large penis still inserted in her anus, and her heart pounded wildly. She couldn't imagine that her usually holy and dignified mother looked so like a lowly prostitute at this moment.
Tang Yuefu had suffered such a calamity, especially being raped and played with by her own son and the savage ape at the same time. This cruel reality made her unable to face Wanrong and her brother, so she simply hid in her room, hoping to use a few days to adjust her mindset and then appear in a more appropriate manner.
For several days, Tang Yuefu did not show herself and ignored her children's calls. Knowing her mother had suffered immense physical and emotional trauma, Nie Wanrong, after several unsuccessful attempts to persuade her at the door, stopped trying and allowed her mother to calmly reflect and resolve her inner turmoil. She herself took on the responsibility of caring for Nie Yan.
Thankfully, the poison of the "Nine Yang Resurrection Grass" hadn't taken effect, and Nie Yan had returned to his former innocent and adorable self. However, his already erect penis remained an astonishing size, dangling between his legs, causing him considerable distress.
While Tang Yuefu's profound arts quickly healed his physical wounds, the psychological barriers remained. Moreover, due to the large amount of "Nine Yang Evil Essence," even with Tang Yuefu's strong focus, those shameful scenes still frequently flashed through her mind, causing a persistent itching and a constant flow of fluid in her vagina. The more she thought about these things, the more her initial resentment faded, but a faint yearning for carnal desire began to rise deep within her.
Although she couldn't figure things out, Tang Yuefu was deeply worried about her son's health. Every midnight, she would sneak up to Nie Yan's room to check if he was alright.
That evening, when she peeked at Nie Yan through the crack in the window again, the scene before her eyes left her speechless. Nie Yan was shirtless, his small hands vigorously rubbing his genitals through his pajama bottoms, his penis erect, creating a small tent in his pajama bottoms.
Nie Yan rubbed vigorously for a while, then pulled down his pajama bottoms. The foreskin covering his white penis had fallen to the glans, and a thin stream of clear fluid seeped from the urethral opening, making the glans glisten. He lay down, his small hands grasping his throbbing member. Despite his young age, he imitated the masturbation Tang Yuefu had performed on him a few days ago, stroking it up and down. As the frequency of his hand movements increased, a complex expression of pain and pleasure appeared on his face, and childlike moans filled the room.
The penis gradually swelled with each rub, almost too large for Nie Yan's small hands to fully grasp. He had to use both hands to encircle the thick shaft, continuing to squeeze it. Although Tang Yuefu blushed with shame, her eyes were fixed on her son's thick penis, unable to look away. Her heart drifted away, her petals bloomed, and nectar flowed out. Her legs went weak, and she could barely stand.
"Mother, don't you want Yan'er anymore... Yan'er knows he was wrong... Please forgive Yan'er..." Even as Nie Yan was performing his lewd acts, his thoughts were still on his dearest mother.
Hearing Nie Yan's pitiful cries, Tang Yuefu made a decision in an instant, casting aside all worldly concerns. Since her body was no longer pure, then let it be completely defiled. As a mother, she could only satisfy her son's needs; any hardship was worth it. However, Tang Yuefu herself couldn't distinguish whether this decision stemmed from great maternal love or from the ever-burning passion within her.
The door opened automatically without wind, letting in a cold mountain breeze. Nie Yan shivered. Turning his head, he saw a woman in white standing gracefully in the doorway, her thousands of strands of hair fluttering in the wind, her skirt billowing, revealing a pair of flawless white bare feet and a small section of shapely, jade-like calves. Because of the backlighting, Nie Yan couldn't clearly see the other person's face.
"Sister Rong, is that you?" Nie Yan asked awkwardly, quickly pulling the blanket over his naked lower body.
Tang Yuefu didn't answer, nor did she move. Her delicate body swayed in as if blown by the wind. Her clothes gradually fell off and scattered on the ground. Her fair skin reflected a holy glow under the bright moonlight, like a celestial maiden descended to earth. Tang
Yuefu landed at the head of Nie Yan's bed, completely naked. Her plump breasts rose and fell, the red nipples standing proudly atop them. Below her abdomen, a thick patch of dark hair and dew-laden petals swayed gently, as if inviting a distinguished guest to explore a paradise.
A slender hand gathered up the hair that had fallen in front of her face, revealing a face full of spring-like allure. Her dark eyes looked at Nie Yan, who was almost dumbfounded, with a mixture of resentment and shyness.
Finally seeing her true face, Nie Yan trembled, grabbed her delicate hand, and called out in a trembling voice, "Mother, is it really you?"
Tang Yuefu gently pressed her slender fingers to Nie Yan's lips, signaling him to be quiet. A bewitching smile graced her face, her eyes sparkling with desire. She reached out and lifted the thin blanket, supporting his erect penis. Slowly kneeling down, she parted her cherry lips and took the egg-sized glans into her mouth.
Nie Yan felt an indescribable sweetness wash over him as his glans sank into the warm cavity. Whenever Tang Yuefu's teeth accidentally grazed the tender flesh of his glans, a tremor would surge through Nie Yan's heart. The slight stinging pain made him lift his buttocks and thrust deeper into Tang Yuefu's mouth.
Her jade-like hands grasped the thick, fleshy penis, rotating and stroking it. Her tongue, like cloves, swished around the glans, its surface occasionally brushing against the urethral opening, drawing in the constantly oozing white fluid. Her fragrant lips tightly gripped the shaft, moving downwards little by little, swallowing most of the penis.
The soft sucking sounds reached his ears. Nie Yan glanced down and saw his mother kneeling between his legs, her starry eyes slightly closed, carefully sucking his penis, her earnest expression touching. Nie Yan closed his eyes, a satisfied smile on his face, his body relaxed, continuing to enjoy Tang Yuefu's attentive oral service.
Suddenly, his penis slipped from her gentle embrace. Nie Yan was startled, opening his eyes to see Tang Yuefu already straddling him, her hairy genitals pressing against the tip of his penis, her snowy buttocks swaying gently, letting the glans slide back and forth on the crevice of her flower valley.
The damp petals slowly opened with friction, and the glans effortlessly slid into the muddy cavity. Tang Yuefu gently moved up and down a few times, then her slender waist suddenly sank, taking the entire penis inside her.
"Mmm..." Both mother and son simultaneously let out satisfied moans. The narrow vagina was filled to the brim by the penis, leaving no gaps. A thrilling current shot from her groin to her head. Tang Yuefu clamped her legs around Nie Yan's body, gently pulling up and then slamming down again. Her flower bud released waves of nectar under the powerful impact. Her
two snow-white, plump breasts bounced up and down, making one dizzy. The penis thrust rapidly in the anus, the shaft scraping against the layers of flesh, sparking sparks of pleasure.
"Mother, you're so good at this... Yan'er feels so good..." Nie Yan praised, cooperating with his mother's movements, his little buttocks bouncing, pushing the penis to the very end of his vulva again and again.
"Yan'er... Mother feels so good too... Ah... You hit me again... Ah..." Tang Yuefu completely opened her heart, fully enjoying the pleasure of sex. Perhaps the desire within her was too intense, Tang Yuefu's hands were already supporting the lower edge of her large breasts, two fingers pinching the dark red nipples, rubbing and squeezing them forcefully.
"Oh... You hit the G-spot... Yan'er... Good Yan'er... Again... Faster... Ah..." A series of lewd words flowed from Tang Yuefu's mouth, each physical contact causing her to scream wildly, her long hair flying and dancing in the air with the swaying of her body, a captivating blush rising on her body, her vulva overflowing, a tidal wave of lustful fluid gushing from her flower garden, flowing down her penis, soaking Nie Yan's crotch and the bedding beneath him.
"Ahhh... I'm going to cum... I'm going to cum..." Tang Yuefu screamed high-pitchedly, her whole body stiffening, her honey hole convulsing repeatedly, her flower heart wide open, spitting out all the juices inside, and then collapsing weakly onto Nie Yan.
"Mother, how are you?" The ever-increasing pleasure suddenly stopped, and Nie Yan asked anxiously.
"I'm fine, just too tired, Yan'er, would you like to be on top?" Tang Yuefu's suggestion was exactly what Nie Yan wanted, and the two embraced tightly, rolled around on the bed, and became man on top of woman. Because they were both very careful, the penis remained inserted in her vagina during the rotation, without falling out.
Nie Yan spread Tang Yuefu's jade legs apart, slightly withdrew his thick penis, swayed her buttocks once, and then thrust it in heavily again, over and over again.
"Mmm...mmm..." The afterglow of the climax hadn't completely faded when a new wave of pleasure surged in. Tang Yuefu moaned softly, her snowy buttocks rising to make it easier for Nie Yan to move.
Her mother's moans and the intense lust on her face spurred Nie Yan to thrust his penis even harder, grabbing her smooth, large breasts and roughly kneading and squeezing them. These unrestrained actions didn't elicit any aversion from Tang Yuefu; they only intensified her breathing, and a prostitute's seductive smile appeared on her burning face.
His penis flashed in and out of her vulva at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye. The muffled thuds of flesh colliding, like the rapid beating of drums, blended with the soft slurring of genitals joining together, creating the most beautiful symphony in the world.
The penis slammed heavily against her already limp and rotten flower core again and again, and Tang Yuefu finally cried out in lust again: "Good Yan'er... good Yan'er... oh... yes... right there... again... ah... good son... fuck your mother to death..."
In the eighth act of "The Blood-Red Hibiscus," the ruthless ghost doctor
Nie Yan thrust vigorously dozens of times, when suddenly his childlike desire arose, wanting to see his mother's beautiful appearance when aroused. So he pulled out his penis, leaving only the glans inside her honey hole, but no longer inserting it, only rotating and grinding it up and down and left and right.
After a moment, Tang Yuefu finally couldn't bear this torture and begged: "Good Yan'er, hurry up and put it in, what's fun outside, come in quickly..."
Nie Yan's face was full of mocking smiles, still refusing to comply. Tang Yuefu gritted her teeth, suddenly twisted her waist and lifted her hips, welcoming the penis into her body, while humming a satisfied moan.
Dissatisfied at being taken advantage of by his mother, Nie Yan raised his penis again, but Tang Yuefu's vulva followed suit, clinging tightly to his shaft. No matter how high Nie Yan tried to elevate his position, it remained connected to her honeyed orifice, never detaching. Puzzled,
Nie Yan looked down and was astonished to find that the two of them were now floating in mid-air, about half a zhang higher than the bed. It turned out that Tang Yuefu, in pursuit of the thrill of lust, had secretly channeled her inner energy, creating a purple cloud of energy beneath them, lifting them both upwards. He wondered if the founder of the "Shushan Sword Sect" would be so angry he'd rise from his grave if he knew his painstakingly created martial arts were being used here.
"Mother, you're so cunning," Nie Yan pouted, unconvinced.
"Yan'er, stop playing around, it's so itchy down there, come and help me stop the itch..." Tang Yuefu said, shaking her snowy buttocks and thrusting wildly beneath Nie Yan.
Nie Yan stopped teasing his mother, placing his hands on Tang Yuefu's plump breasts and wildly thrusting his hips, launching a new round of attacks. Countless thrusts finally paid off, his glans forcing open the closed cervix and penetrating the mysterious palace. Tang Yuefu cried out in a high-pitched moan, "It's in...it's in...Yan'er...good job...again...again...ah...ah..." The two, locked in
intense intercourse, tumbled in mid-air, copious amounts of sweat and vaginal fluids spraying outwards, as if a light rain had fallen in the room, leaving their bodily fluids in every corner.
"Yan'er... I'm coming again... ah... ah..."
"Mother... I'm going to cum too... oh..."
The two reached the peak of lust almost simultaneously, a large amount of honey-like nectar gushing out, but it was swept back by the wildly shooting "Nine Yang Evil Essence". The two liquids mixed together and poured into Tang Yuefu's uterus, instantly filling it.
After ejaculating, Nie Yan lay on his side on Tang Yuefu's chest to rest, flattening his right breast. Tang Yuefu reached out and lovingly stroked her son's messy hair, saying softly, "Yan'er, from now on, your mother will come to detoxify you every day. Are you willing?"
Upon hearing this, Nie Yan quickly propped himself up and happily replied, "Really? That's wonderful! You are truly my dearest mother..."
The next morning, Nie Wanrong woke up, dressed and combed her hair, and pushed open the door to go out. The cool, earthy air of the mountains swept over her, invigorating her spirits. She stretched languidly, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a familiar figure.
Tang Yuefu, who hadn't been seen for several days, was squatting by the fire, fanning herself with one hand and adding firewood with the other. In the firelight, her fair cheeks seemed to be veiled in a rosy glow, making her exceptionally beautiful. A ceramic pot sat on the stove, wisps of steam rising from it, filling the air with the rich, delicious aroma of chestnut soup.
"Mother, what are you doing…?" Nie Wanrong stepped forward and asked in surprise.
Tang Yuefu turned around and, seeing it was her daughter Wanrong, quickly called out, "Rong'er, you've come at the right time! Come and help me add firewood." As she spoke, she handed over the fan, avoiding answering her earlier question.
Nie Wanrong took the fan, bewildered, and began fanning the fire and adding firewood. She saw her mother first put a large handful of bright red "nuer fruit" into the earthenware jar, then stir it with a wooden spoon. Perhaps because she had been sitting by the stove for so long, Tang Yuefu's face was covered with a fine layer of sweat, but she paid no attention to it, seemingly focused entirely on the porridge.
Nie Wanrong could no longer find any trace of grief or sorrow on her mother's face. "Perhaps Mother has recovered, so why should I dwell on it?" she thought, and decided not to bring up the past again, lest she touch upon the eternal wound in Tang Yuefu's heart.
Tang Yuefu scooped out a little "chestnut porridge" and put it in her mouth, closed her eyes, and carefully savored it before smacking her lips and saying, "Hmm...it tastes good. Rong'er, go and call Yan'er to come and eat."
When Nie Wanrong and Nie Yan returned together, Tang Yuefu had already served three bowls of porridge, and the family sat around the table, happily eating breakfast. However, the observant Nie Wanrong noticed something unusual during the meal: Tang Yuefu frequently glanced at Nie Yan, only continuing to eat after confirming her son was satisfied with the "chestnut soup" she had personally prepared. A blush often inexplicably appeared on her face, like a newlywed woman attentive to her husband's expression.
From then on, Tang Yuefu would secretly slip into Nie Yan's room every night, using her warm, moist vagina to envelop his thick penis and draw out the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" from her son's body.
As the days passed, Tang Yuefu and her daughter recovered about 80% of their lost internal energy. What delighted her even more was that the "Nine Yang Evil Essence" Nie Yan ejaculated gradually became lighter, the dark semen beginning to contain a few white specks. The poisonous effects of the drug had not yet taken hold, and Nie Yan had not displayed any more violent outbursts.
Just when Tang Yuefu thought everything was about to be perfect, the unexpected finally happened. After a fierce act of intercourse, Nie Yan suddenly screamed and fell off Tang Yuefu. What flowed from his penis was neither the black "Nine Yang Evil Essence" nor normal, cloudy semen, but a terrifying torrent of blood. Nie Yan
's scream attracted Nie Wanrong. When she saw the two naked bodies and the disheveled bedsheets, she understood the situation perfectly. However, Nie Wanrong showed no blame or questioning. She simply helped Tang Yuefu lift Nie Yan and began to heal him again.
As their inner energy entered Nie Yan's meridians, the mother and daughter realized the gravity of the situation. Nie Yan's meridians were completely disconnected; not only were they not connected, but his dantian was also empty, the dense energy he had initially cultivated had vanished without a trace. Even with their extraordinary abilities, the two could only lament their helplessness.
Over the next few days, Tang Yuefu searched through countless ancient texts but found no record of anything related to Nie Yan's illness. Nie Yan himself remained in a coma, frequently uttering incoherent mutterings, the meaning of which was unclear. In desperation, Tang Yuefu had no choice but to carry her son and, together with her daughter, descend the mountain again to search for someone who could cure the evil poison.
"Mother, we've consulted so many renowned doctors, but none of them can cure Yan-di's condition. Does this mean that the evil poison of the 'Nine Yang Resurrection Grass' is truly incurable?" Nie Wanrong asked dejectedly, clearly having lost all hope after countless disappointments.
"This..." Tang Yuefu hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said as if she had made a decision, "Judging from the current situation, there may only be one person in the world who can save Yan'er. Alas... I don't know if that person will lend a helping hand..."
Nie Wanrong asked in puzzlement, "People often say: doctors have the heart of parents. Does that mean there are doctors who would rather see someone die than save them?"
Tang Yuefu smiled bitterly and said, "Of course. That person's nickname is 'He who would rather see someone die than save them.' Most talented and extraordinary people are eccentric, and that person is even more ruthless." "I've heard that he never asks for anything in return when he saves people, but he always makes an outrageous request. It might be for rare and exotic flowers and fruits, or he might ask the patient to kill or rob. Once, he spent two years and three months curing a patient, not only breaking with tradition by not making any demands beforehand, but also insisting that the patient call him a 'useless piece of trash' after recovery before settling the score. However, most people give up because they can't fulfill his demands. Therefore, even if someone in the martial arts world is seriously ill, they won't seek his treatment unless absolutely necessary; who knows what strange requests he might make?"
"That man is quite interesting," Nie Wanrong remarked, still retaining a childlike nature.
Tang Yuefu sighed again, saying, "Alas, this time we have no choice but to ask him. Rong'er, pack your things; we'll head to 'Heartless Valley' first thing tomorrow morning."
After two days and one night of travel, Tang Yuefu and her daughter finally arrived at "Wuqing Valley." Although the valley was filled with blooming flowers, towering ancient trees, fluttering butterflies, and chirping birds, the two had no interest in appreciating the scenery and went straight to the "Heartless Cave" where the "Heartless Ghost Doctor" Qi Baiwei lived. On either side of the cave entrance, a couplet was crookedly carved: the first line read, "I am the greatest healer," and the second line read, "I'll play with you without hesitation."
Tang Yuefu examined it for a while before calling out loudly, "Tang Yuefu of Shushan requests an audience with the 'Divine Physician' Master Qi."
A short while later, a scrawny, lecherous old man slowly sauntered out of the cave, muttering angrily, "So annoying, who's making such a racket outside?" Tang
Yuefu didn't dare to be negligent and quickly stepped forward, bowing respectfully. "Please inform Mr. Qi that Tang Yuefu from Shushan and her son have come for medical treatment."
Upon hearing this, the old man raised his head, pointed to his nose, and said, "Don't I look like Qi Baiwei?"
Tang Yuefu had long recognized the old man's extraordinary cultivation, but she never dreamed that the renowned Qi Baiwei would look like this. Although she was filled with doubt, she repeatedly apologized, "Ah, I'm so sorry, please forgive me, senior."
Qi Baiwei sensed the doubt in Tang Yuefu's words and snorted coldly, saying, "It seems that if I don't show you this old man's methods, you won't believe in the true Buddha before you. Where is the patient?"
"How dare I, how dare I," Tang Yuefu said, yet she lifted Nie Yan from Nie Wanrong's back and presented him to Qi Baiwei, wanting to see if he lived up to the rumors.
Qi Baiwei arrogantly extended his middle finger from his sleeve and placed it on Nie Yan's pulse. The moment it touched Nie Yan's skin, Qi Baiwei shuddered violently, frozen for a moment, then used all four fingers to firmly grasp Nie Yan's wrist. His face went blank, his gaze gradually stiffening, as if his soul had left his body.
Time passed slowly. Nie Wanrong tried to speak several times, but Tang Yuefu stopped her with a look, fearing she would disturb the eccentric doctor's consultation. Qi Baiwei's face, however, began to show expressions, shifting from blankness to a myriad of emotions—sometimes doubt, sometimes fear, sometimes a smile, sometimes pain—it didn't seem like taking a pulse, but rather like reliving an entire life.
Finally, Qi Baiwei withdrew his hand, stroking his sparse goatee and nodding repeatedly. He said, "This brat has ingested the 'Nine Yang Resurrection Grass,' but without any other medicine to regulate it, his internal fire is excessive, causing him to frequently lose his mind and even change his temperament. His penis is rapidly swelling, and the semen he ejaculates is jet black, capable of arousing any female creature. I wonder if the old man is right?"
Tang Yuefu and her daughter exchanged a glance, both filled with astonishment. The doctors they had seen before knew nothing about the origin of Nie Yan's illness, and had never even heard of the "Nine Yang Resurrection Grass." This old man had actually pinpointed the poison in Nie Yan's body with a single sentence, and his analysis of the symptoms was accurate, as if he had witnessed it firsthand. It was clear that his expertise was truly extraordinary.
Tang Yuefu quickly asked, "Is this poison curable?"
"It can be cured," Qi Baiwei nodded in agreement.
"Then how?" Before her mother could speak, Nie Wanrong asked first.
"Haha, you should know my rules for healing people. I can't tell you anything until you agree to my request."
"You old geezer, stop playing games! Do you know who we are?" Nie Wanrong said angrily.
"Hmph, 'Shushan Sword Sect,' what a prestigious name! Even if you and your daughter killed Yan Wushuang to rid the martial world of a scourge, what does that have to do with this old man? Don't expect me to save anyone until you meet my demands." Qi Baiwei wouldn't budge.
Tang Yuefu quickly pulled her daughter, who was about to argue, behind her and said, "What can I do
for you, sir?" Qi Baiwei grinned, his yellow teeth particularly conspicuous. He looked Tang Yuefu and her daughter up and down before saying, "Since you seem to know what's going on, come in with me!" With that, he turned and went into the cave. The mother and daughter had no choice but to follow him inside, but for some reason, Tang Yuefu always felt that Qi Baiwei's gaze had been filled with lewdness.
Qi Baiwei led the two to a stone chamber, pointed to an object placed in the center of the room, and said, "If either of you can ride on it for an hour without relying on your martial arts skills, I will tell you the method of healing."
Tang Yuefu looked in the direction he pointed and saw a jade horse standing on the ground, shimmering with light and lifelike. Black jade was inlaid in the horse's eyes, its pearly light flowing, as if it were alive. Two small wings were tucked under its ribs, its hooves stepped on auspicious clouds, as if it were flying, and its tail, carved from thousands of jade threads, swayed behind its rump.
Nie Wanrong curiously circled the jade horse, her slender hand touching its back. She felt warmth to the touch and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, this horse is still warm!"
"This horse is made of warm jade from the Northwest. Back then, the Khitan Khan commissioned skilled craftsmen to carve it so that the old man could heal his son," Qi Baiwei explained from the side, glancing at the silent Tang Yuefu with a slightly provocative look.
"What's so difficult about that? It's just riding for an hour. I'll do it." Before Nie Wanrong could finish speaking, her jade hand seemed to have triggered some mechanism. With a "click," a crack appeared on the smooth horse's back, and a thick, long jade rod emerged, swaying back and forth and side to side before retracting. This startled Nie Wanrong, causing her to cry out and take several steps back.
Tang Yuefu, unlike her daughter who was completely ignorant, had already understood the function of the jade horse from her observation. She inwardly cursed Qi Baiwei's lewdness and shamelessness, but for the sake of her son's recovery, she had no choice but to say, "Rong'er, you should go out first. You can come back in an hour later."
Nie Wanrong hesitated, though unwilling, but under her mother's stern gaze, she had no choice but to obey.
Tang Yuefu placed Nie Yan, whom she was holding, on a nearby platform and said expressionlessly, "Mr. Qi, I hope you're not lying to me. If you can't save Yan'er, this day next year will be your death anniversary."
Qi Baiwei grinned lewdly and said, "Of course, of course. Please, my lady, mount your horse."
Tang Yuefu was about to mount the flying horse when Qi Baiwei grabbed her arm. He shook his head and said, "Lady Tang, do you really not understand? Or are you just pretending to be confused? Do you think you can get on like this?"
Tang Yuefu naturally knew what he was up to. At this point, there was no point in saying anything else. Tang Yuefu gritted her teeth and said, "I know what you want to say, but you have to promise me one thing: while I'm on horseback, you mustn't touch me, otherwise..."
"No problem," Qi Baiwei interjected, "I won't even touch a hair on your head. Now you can rest assured." He emphasized the word "hair," intentionally humiliating her.
"You..." Tang Yuefu was momentarily speechless with anger, but she didn't say anything more. She moved to the side, her back to Qi Baiwei, and quickly pulled down her underpants.
"What a white bottom!" Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, Qi Baiwei still saw the glimpse of her underwear. Tang Yuefu immediately blushed with embarrassment. She glared angrily at Qi Baiwei
, went to the horse, and leaped onto its back. At the same time, she cried out in her heart, "Yan'er, please forgive your mother for not being able to keep her chastity for you..." Her bare, snowy buttocks touched the horse's body, and a wave of warmth washed over her. Tang Yuefu didn't feel a trace of cold. "Are you ready?" Qi Baiwei asked in a trembling voice, unable to contain his excitement. Tang Yuefu took a deep breath, calmed herself down a little, and then nodded to Qi Baiwei. "Well then, I'm going to start!" Qi Baiwei said, slapping the horse's head. A series of mechanical clicks came from the horse's belly, and its body began to sway slightly, gradually increasing in speed until it began to jolt violently, as if it were galloping. Tang Yuefu gripped the horse's neck with both hands to keep herself steady and avoid falling off. Unsure of what was about to happen, her heart pounded with anxiety, and her breathing became rapid.

Seeing Tang Yuefu's body gradually press closer to the horse, Qi Baiwei grinned wickedly and twisted the jade horse's left ear. With a "snap," the jade horse's left wing began to flap, striking Tang Yuefu's ample breasts squarely.
"Ah..." Tang Yuefu cried out in surprise, trying to straighten herself to avoid it, but the jade horse suddenly lunged forward, forcing her to bend down again. At this moment, Qi Baiwei also activated the jade horse's right wing, both wings standing upright and fluttering gracefully.
Tang Yuefu tried to press herself against the horse's back, but the jade horse galloped in circles at high speed in the cave, causing Tang Yuefu to sway unsteadily on the horse. Every time she lifted herself slightly, the two wings would flap in time, slapping against her ample breasts, making them sway from side to side, quite a sight to behold.
The "snap, snap, snap" sounds continued, and Tang Yuefu's clothes slowly loosened, the wide robe gradually slipping down, revealing her snow-white shoulders and half of her slender arms. Poor Tang Yuefu had no time to pull up her clothes, and could only let them fall lower and lower, her apricot-yellow bodice hanging loosely on her chest. With the swaying of her body, large expanses of soft, smooth breast flesh fell into Qi Baiwei's eyes.
Coincidentally, during one flap of the jade horse's right wing, it caught on the bodice's strap, and Tang Yuefu's body happened to be leaning back at that moment. With the pull, the strap snapped, exposing her large breasts completely. The white flesh was already bruised and red, and the swollen nipples were even more prominently displayed on their peaks.
Qi Baiwei's lewd eyes were fixed on the large breasts, and saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth.
"Don't look..." Tang Yuefu was filled with shame and embarrassment under the other's lewd gaze. The slight pain in her breasts also gave her an indescribable, strange pleasure. A slippery fluid gradually secreted from her vulva, and her petals uncontrollably opened slowly, revealing tiny buds that rubbed against the warm horse's back.
Waves of pleasure surged through Tang Yuefu's heart; her vagina felt a tingling itch, and she even began to actively thrust her snowy buttocks, seeking further satisfaction.
Her sensitive body gradually entered a state of arousal under the teasing. Qi Baiwei seized the opportunity to press the switch on the horse's head, and his thick jade rod emerged from between Tang Yuefu's legs again, parting her moist petals and inserting into her warm passage.
"Ah..." Her empty honeypot received the entire jade rod, and Tang Yuefu let out a long breath, surprisingly relieved. Although she felt ashamed of her lewdness, her body faithfully responded to the stirring of the jade rod, moving in rhythm with its thrusts.
The folds of her vaginal canal enveloped the shaft, but with a gentle turn, it twisted into a pretzel. The novel stimulation caused Tang Yuefu to moan softly, her body weakening, her vaginal canal convulsing repeatedly, and a large amount of lustful fluid gushed out, slowly flowing down her smooth body.
Qi Baiwei extended a finger, scooped up some of the fluid, tasted it, nodded, and grinned wickedly, saying, "I never thought that beneath your noble exterior, you were so lewd, hehe... I like it."
Humiliated by a lewd old man, Tang Yuefu's face flushed even more, but the jade rod in her vagina kept turning and churning, making it impossible for her to think clearly. She only knew to sway her plump buttocks, releasing the raging lust within her.
Qi Baiwei seemed to have activated some mechanism again; the two flapping wings suddenly closed, clamping down on Tang Yuefu's dark red nipples. With a downward thrust, "Ah...it hurts so much..." Tang Yuefu screamed, her swollen nipples almost bursting from the rubbing. The masochistic pleasure caused the tender flesh in her vulva to contract violently, and the muscles in her chest and abdomen trembled violently.
Qi Baiwei ignored her feelings completely, slapping the horse's rump hard again. The horse's tail curled back, part of the jade thread twisting into a jade rod about two fingers thick, which he thrust towards Tang Yuefu's anus.
"Ah...what is this?" Tang Yuefu cried out in alarm as the tip of the jade rod pierced through her skirt and entered her anus. Tang Yuefu trembled all over in pain, her anus contracting violently, but the jade rod still forcefully opened it, slowly penetrating inside.
With foreign objects invading her vagina and anus, Tang Yuefu was reminded of the tragic experience of being raped by her son and the ferocious ape. Although the jade rod wasn't as thick or long, it was incredibly hard, causing her a unique kind of pain.
"No...stop it...I don't want to do it anymore..." Tang Yuefu screamed shrilly, her body feeling as if it were being cleaved in two.
"Heh heh, did you think I brought this for you to enjoy? It would be a shame to stop now. Don't you want to save your son?"
Awakened by Qi Baiwei's words, Tang Yuefu thought of Nie Yan's life-threatening condition and dared not say another word. She could only grit her teeth and endure the inhuman torture.
The initial pain gradually subsided, and Tang Yuefu then felt that the once warm jade rod had become extremely hot. The moisture in her vagina had evaporated, and wisps of white smoke rose from her lower body. Her once moist passage was now incredibly dry, and each thrust brought her even more pain.
"What's going on?" As if knowing the question in her mind, Qi Baiwei explained smugly, "I forgot to tell you, this warm jade has a peculiar feature. Once it's soaked in a woman's vaginal fluid, it will turn from warm to hot. However, you can be proud of yourself. You're the fastest-heating bitch I've ever seen. Not everyone has that much slutty fluid... Hahahaha..."
Tang Yuefu felt like she was dying at such a comment. The pain in her anus was getting worse and worse, and the movement of the jade rod was becoming more and more difficult. Each thrust felt like it was tearing the tender flesh inside. Dark red blood beads seeped from the flesh walls, but the jade rod, moistened by the blood, thrust even more wildly.
Qi Baiwei seized the opportunity and stepped on the cloud under the jade horse's hoof. The jade horse suddenly flipped over, pinning Tang Yuefu beneath it. The long jade rod directly rammed into her uterus, making Tang Yuefu's eyes roll back. Qi Baiwei, however, pulled down his pants, grabbed the ugly, withered-twig-like penis, and began to rub it vigorously.
两处小穴中流淌出的鲜血汇合在一起，将地面染成一片厉红。唐月芙心中唯一的念头就是希望时间快快过去，好尽早结束这痛苦的折磨。
「你在干什麽！」就在唐月芙意识模糊之际，一声娇喝传入耳中，原来一个时辰的时间已经到了，聂婉蓉见母亲仍未出来，便再次进洞，见到母亲衣衫不整的被玉马压着，身下还有一大滩鲜血，而齐百威却在一旁快速套弄着肉棒，不由怒声斥道。
就在此时，齐百威的肉棒突然喷发，白浊的精液划过一道弧线，落在唐月芙的脸上，留下点点斑痕。
Nie Wanrong rushed forward to help the nearly unconscious Tang Yuefu up, asking with concern, "Mother, how are you?"
Tang Yuefu calmed her breathing slightly, wiped the filthy liquid from her face, and with her daughter's help, struggled to her feet, asking weakly, "I have fulfilled the master's request. Please teach me how to cure Yan'er."
Qi Baiwei withdrew his penis and chuckled awkwardly, "Cough cough... However, I can only tell you to one person. As for her..." He pointed to the indignant Nie Wanrong beside him and continued, "Hehe, if you want to know, you can ride for an hour..."
"You!" Nie Wanrong gripped the hilt of her sword, glaring angrily.
唐月芙拦住女儿，说道：「蓉儿，你就先出去吧，你我二人有一个知道就可以了。」
等到聂婉蓉不甘愿的离开之後，唐月芙斜倚着洞壁，问道：「先生可以说了吧？」
「其实很简单了，只要吃下与他血脉相连之人的心脏，再以密法在他体内将之炼成神丹，自然可以药到病除……」
「那麽何为血脉相连呢？」唐月芙皱着眉头道。
「兄弟姊妹，这样都是血脉相连。」
「那……母子之间……」唐月芙本能脱口道。
「兄弟姊妹，同父同母所生，故而血脉相连。若为母子，血脉杂驳不纯，这就……」齐百威摇头说道。
「哪有这种药方？齐先生，不会是你自己不懂得医，胡乱找点古怪的方法欺骗我吧？」唐月芙惊讶之余，自不肯相信齐百威所言。
"Nonsense! Although this old man has some bad habits, he would never joke about his own reputation. That's why I told the little girl to go out first before I would talk. If you still don't believe me, then take a good look at this book!"
With that, Qi Baiwei took out a thick ancient book and threw it in front of Tang Yuefu.
Tang Yuefu picked up the ancient book and held it in her hands. On the cover, she saw two large seal characters woven in gold thread: "Medical Canon."
"Could this be the legendary ancient book personally compiled by Shennong?" Tang Yuefu gasped and asked in surprise.
Qi Baiwei nodded and said, "Exactly. Actually, this old man has never encountered anyone poisoned by the 'Nine Yang Resurrection Grass.' Everything I said is recorded in this book. Believe it or not, it's up to you."
Tang Yuefu opened the ancient book and quickly found the record about the "Nine Yang Resurrection Grass." She read it carefully several times, and it was exactly the same as what Qi Baiwei said. The book also explained in detail the method of refining divine pills. After reading the book, she handed it to Qi Baiwei and asked, "What if there's no antidote?"
Qi Baiwei shook his head and said, "Then there's nothing we can do. This brat has already been delayed for too long. I think he only has a hundred days left to live... Sigh, considering how cooperative you've been, this old man will give you a bonus."
After saying that, Qi Baiwei walked to the platform where Nie Yan was lying, took out a handful of silver needles, and inserted them into thirty-six major acupoints all over his body. Then, he used a peculiar technique to tap the meridians, and finally struck Nie Yan's crown chakra heavily with a loud shout: "Hmph!"
The thirty-six silver needles left his body, and Nie Yan immediately woke up. He looked around in a daze, and when he saw Tang Yuefu, he immediately jumped off the platform and rushed into his mother's arms, asking in a terrified voice, "Mother, where are we?"
"Good child, it's alright, it's alright now." Tang Yuefu gently comforted the frightened Nie Yan, then said, "Since that's the case, I'll take my leave first. I will repay your kindness in the future."
As soon as Tang Yuefu stepped out of the cave, Nie Wanrong stepped forward and asked, "Mother, what method did you use? Tell me quickly!"
But this matter was of utmost importance, and Tang Yuefu naturally refused to tell her, only saying, "Rong'er, it's not that I don't want to tell, but I just swore a solemn oath not to tell anyone else, so..."
"Fine, don't tell then." Nie Wanrong pouted and said angrily.
"Rong'er, you..." Seeing her daughter like this, Tang Yuefu didn't know what to say for a moment. Fortunately, Nie Wanrong immediately stuck out her tongue, made a face, and said, "I was just kidding, hehe, it doesn't matter whether Mother knows or I know, as long as Yan-di can be cured..."
"The heart of a loved one? Oh God, what should I do?" Tang Yuefu rested her chin on her hand, her brows furrowed in deep thought.
After leaving "Heartless Valley," at the insistence of Wanrong and her siblings, Tang Yuefu didn't rush back to the mountain. She led her children on a leisurely journey, stopping frequently to admire the scenery. Although Tang Yuefu appeared nonchalant during the day, she was always consumed by agonizing thoughts in the quiet of the night. The divine physician's words about being connected by blood referred to her daughter. In other words, it meant sacrificing her daughter to save the only heir of the Nie family.
Looking at her sleeping children's faces, Tang Yuefu's heart ached. Her son didn't have much time left, but if she treated Nie Yan, it meant abandoning Wanrong; but if she didn't kill her daughter, her beloved son would perish. She could only choose one, yet this seemingly simple choice proved impossible to decide.
But the answer to which held more weight in her heart, her son or her daughter, should be easy to discern, right? Yet why did she keep dreaming these past few days of her daughter clutching her bleeding chest, crying out, "Mother, give me back my heart, give me back my heart..."
Tang Yuefu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she finally made up her mind. Although her daughter was also very lovable, Nie Yan was her heart and soul. Since she could abandon her chastity for her son, then bearing the additional crime of murdering her daughter was nothing.
Tang Yuefu walked lightly to Nie Wanrong's bedside, gazed at her daughter's sleeping face, smiled bitterly, and with fingers like a knife, plunged towards Nie Wanrong's heart.
Just then, Nie Wanrong suddenly woke up from her dream, rubbing her sleepy eyes and saying, "Mother, you haven't rested yet? Go to sleep quickly, we have to travel tomorrow!"
Tang Yuefu was startled, her outstretched finger twirling in the air as she pulled the blanket up, saying, "Oh, okay, I'll go to sleep now, be careful not to catch a cold."
"Thank you, Mother," Nie Wanrong said sweetly.
Seeing that her daughter hadn't noticed anything amiss, Tang Yuefu went back to her own bed and lay down, but her heart was still pounding wildly.
For the next few days, Tang Yuefu remained in a daze. Whenever an opportunity to kill her daughter arose, she would struggle internally, weighing her options several times. However, at the crucial moment of making her move, she would either be interrupted by Nie Yan, or Nie Wanrong would suddenly point to distant mountains and ask her a question, making her almost believe that Nie Wanrong was already on guard. But looking at her daughter's expression, it didn't seem so. Tang Yuefu could only suppress her doubts and wait for the next opportunity.
One day, just as the three of them climbed a steep ridge, they saw a massive torrent of water rushing in from afar, like a white dragon baring its fangs and claws, mercilessly washing away several villages. Countless heads bobbed on the water's surface, and shrill screams could be faintly heard.
Tang Yuefu, moved by chivalry, told Nie Yan to stay on the mountain and flew over with her daughter. Without waiting for her mother's command, Nie Wanrong spread her arms wide in the air, unleashing a powerful burst of energy that confined the raging floodwaters to a narrow channel about a mile wide. Tang Yuefu summoned the "Haotian Mirror," and a white beam of light shot from its surface, forcing the massive flow of water back. Tang Yuefu then rescued everyone trapped in the water.
With the power of the divine mirror, the mother and daughter managed to push the floodwaters, which had surged for dozens of miles, back towards the breached dike. As the channel narrowed, the "Haotian Mirror" began to sway, seemingly unable to withstand the immense pressure. Tang Yuefu, having already rescued all the stranded villagers, saw this and, together with Nie Wanrong, used their internal energy to support the "Haotian Mirror," finally stabilizing the situation.
"This isn't working, Rong'er. You hold this position here. I'll go rebuild the dike,"
Nie Wanrong said, unable to speak. She could only nod and struggle on alone. Tang Yuefu withdrew her power and was about to leave when she caught sight of Nie Wanrong's slightly heaving back. She froze, realizing that if she attacked now, her daughter would surely perish. This poignant thought made her grip the "Purple Sun Sword" tightly. A single strike could save her beloved son, but why did the sword feel so heavy, weighing over a thousand pounds? Such a simple movement was impossible for her.
Attacking from behind was a grave taboo in the martial arts world, especially against her own daughter. After all, Nie Yan was a life, but Wanrong was also a life. Was exchanging one life for another truly worthwhile? These questions lingered in Tang Yuefu's mind, leaving her standing motionless behind her daughter for a long time.
Seeing her mother hesitate, Nie Wanrong cried out anxiously, "Mother, what are you doing? I can't hold on much longer!"
Her daughter's call brought back a flood of memories for Tang Yuefu: how she had cared for her daughter years ago, and the sweet smile on her face when her daughter first called out "Mother." All of this made it impossible for her to bring herself to kill her own flesh and blood. Her fingers gradually loosened their grip on the sword hilt.
Finally, Tang Yuefu let out a long howl, and with a swift movement of her hands, sand and gravel from the nearby hills billowed into the air, raining down on the breach in the dike. In the blink of an eye, the dike was repaired.
Exhausted, the two collapsed to the ground, exchanging a glance and seeing a relieved smile on each other's faces. But Tang Yuefu's heart was still heavy. With less than three months left until her son's death, she knew she had to be resolute next time and not let it slip.
In the tenth act of "The Blood of the Crimson Lotus,"
the two women of Shu Mountain were nearly exhausted from resisting the wrath of Heaven. Left with no other choice, the three had to abandon their leisurely travels and return to "Piaomiao Peak."
As Tang Yuefu and her daughter gradually regained their martial arts skills, Nie Yan's body grew weaker day by day. His muscles rapidly atrophied, his round little face became sunken, and his once bright and lively eyes became stiff, dull, and lifeless. In just over ten days, this lively and adorable child had almost turned into a living skeleton.
Tang Yuefu saw this and felt heartbroken. She knew her son didn't have much time left, and if she didn't act soon, Nie Yan's young life would come to an end prematurely. After much deliberation, Tang Yuefu's resolve to kill her daughter finally hardened.
That evening, Nie Yan fell asleep early. After settling everything, Tang Yuefu called her daughter to bathe in the secluded pool. Nie Wanrong, unsuspecting, took out a clean set of clothes and followed her mother to the pool.
The mountain breeze rippled the emerald green water, and the clear moonlight shone on the surface, reflecting streaks of white light. The air was filled with the soft chirping of insects and birds by the pool, a scene of perfect harmony and tranquility.
Nie Wanrong was the first to remove her clothes, her young and healthy body displayed without any shame before her mother. She smiled at her mother, then leaped into the water. With a soft "whoosh," Nie Wanrong gracefully disappeared into the depths, then surfaced again, her snow-white arms flailing and her jade-like legs kicking lightly, like a joyful mermaid, swimming freely in the water.
Tang Yuefu smiled and shook her head, as if sighing at her daughter's playfulness. She slowly untied her ribbons, removing her clothes one by one, before stepping into the secluded pool. When the water reached her breasts, she stopped, rubbing her body with her hands, carefully washing away the sweat.
Seeing this, Nie Wanrong quickly turned around and swam back to her mother's side, spitting out a mouthful of water, and said in a sweet voice, "Mother, let Rong'er do it!"
Tang Yuefu relaxed and said, "Okay, Rong'er, I've neglected you lately because of Yan'er's matter. How have you been dealing with it?"
Nie Wanrong shyly moved behind Tang Yuefu, gently kneading her mother's fragrant shoulders, and said bashfully, "Mother is so naughty, asking Rong'er such a question. But it's alright, a lot has happened recently, and I haven't experienced that kind of situation. I've just been thinking about Mother all the time. Mother, you must take good care of Rong'er this time."
As she spoke, Nie Wanrong hugged her mother from behind, her jade hands reaching around to Tang Yuefu's chest, grabbing one of her plump breasts and kneading it forcefully.
"Oh... good..." Tang Yuefu hummed softly, comfortably leaning against Nie Wanrong's chest, feeling the firmness of her daughter's breasts.
"Wow, they're so big... Mother's breasts are so big, I can't even hold them in one hand... They're so soft and heavy, they feel so good to touch... Mother, can you teach me how to make my breasts grow bigger? They're so small..." Nie Wanrong whispered, her lips close to her mother's earlobe.
Her sensitive earlobe was being bitten by her daughter, and warm breath filled her ear canal. Tang Yuefu spoke haltingly, "When...Rong'er has...her own child, that place...will be full of...milk, and naturally...it will grow bigger...ah..."
"Oh, I see," Nie Wanrong nodded as if she understood, then, as if suddenly remembering something, she said, "Ah, right, speaking of milk, I remember now. When Mother was breastfeeding Yandi, Rong'er was jealous of Yandi and also clung to your milk. In the end, Rong'er and Yandi each suckled on one of Mother's nipples, and Mother's breasts were already this big back then...Mother, do you remember?"
Tang Yuefu turned around, stroked Nie Wanrong's face with her hand, and said, "Of course I remember, Rong'er is so shameless, still wanting to nurse even when you're so big. And you not only suckled, you even licked, making your mother itchy and uncomfortable. You didn't know how to tease your mother back then, did you...?"
"I didn't..." Nie Wanrong pouted and complained, swimming to her mother and cupping Tang Yuefu's left breast in her hands, saying, "Mother, I want to nurse again..."
"Eat up, I'll let you eat your fill." Tang Yuefu said, puffing out her chest and stuffing her plump breast into her daughter's mouth.
"Mmm...delicious...so delicious..." Nie Wanrong murmured indistinctly, her tongue swirling on the areola, her teeth gently nibbling at the base of the nipple, letting the dark red nipple grow strong in her mouth, then opening her small mouth and taking half of the breast into her mouth, sucking hard, her right hand grasping the other breast, her fingers sinking into the delicate flesh, her palm caressing the swollen jewel.
While enjoying her daughter's attentive service, Tang Yuefu reached down, parting the voluptuous petals, her wet middle finger piercing the warm vulva. Pink folds wrapped around Tang Yuefu's fingers, creating a strong suction that drew them deeper into the cavity.
The young vulva was elastic, its fleshy walls undulating and squeezing the invading fingers. Streams of nectar gushed from the depths of the vagina, making it easier for the wicked finger to move in and out of the narrow passage.
"Oh... Mother... Good... Faster..." The pleasure from her lower body surged like waves, Nie Wanrong spat out her plump breasts, arched her upper body back, and wrapped her two jade-like legs around Tang Yuefu's waist, revealing her beautiful curves.
Tang Yuefu supported her daughter's slender waist, her fingers rapidly thrusting in and out of the vulva, the sound of "splashing" water filling the air, ripples spreading outwards from the two of them on the surface.
The increasingly intense pleasure made Nie Wanrong arch her back, her hands wrapped around Tang Yuefu's neck, her snowy buttocks moving up and down, cooperating with her mother's digging, seeking even greater pleasure.
"Mother~ Ah~ So~ Good~ Ah~" Nie Wanrong cried out loudly, her honeypot overflowing with lustful fluids, the flesh walls tightly gripping Tang Yuefu's fingers.
Hearing her daughter's moans, Tang Yuefu felt an unbearable itch and tingling in her own honeypot. She stopped thrusting, her middle finger still inside Nie Wanrong's honeypot, while her other hand grasped her daughter's snowy buttocks, forcefully flipping her over. Nie Wanrong went from lying on her back to having her buttocks facing upwards. She naturally understood her mother's intention, so she lowered her head and submerged herself underwater, extending her fragrant tongue to lick the mound of her vulva.
Fortunately, Nie Wanrong had already reached the innate realm and didn't need to breathe underwater. She parted her thick labia, and her little penis slid into her mother's vagina with the water flow, rubbing against the small protrusions on the flesh walls.
The lust within her was temporarily relieved, and Tang Yuefu began to tease her daughter's honeypot again. The two of them, in this way, created wave after wave of pleasure for each other.
Having already tasted Nie Yan's large penis, Tang Yuefu was naturally not satisfied with such teasing. She suddenly pulled Nie Wanrong up, and the two embraced each other as they came ashore. Tang Yuefu laid her daughter flat, while she herself took out a long, round, silvery-white penis from her clothes and pressed it against Nie Wanrong's vulva.
Nie Wanrong asked in confusion, "Mother, what is this...?"
Tang Yuefu smiled mysteriously and said, "Rong'er, you don't need to ask. You'll know in a moment."
After saying that, she forcefully thrust the penis in.
Because the vagina was moist, the penis easily reached the end of the vagina. The strange sensation made Nie Wanrong scream again, almost fainting from the intense pleasure.
Tang Yuefu pressed the other end of the penis against her own vulva, lowered her waist, and with a "plop," took the rest into her body. Then, she swayed her plump hips, thrusting into her daughter's tender vulva like a man.
"Ah...ah...so good...where did Mother get such a wonderful thing...?"
"Oh...I specially...found it in the brothel down the mountain...how is it...very comfortable, right..."
"Yes...Mother...thrust harder...thrust...ah..."
"Rong'er...move too...oh...faster...faster..."
Their vulvas were connected by a silver rod, the two ends of which struck the tender flesh at the end of Tang Yuefu's vagina. Since Nie Wanrong's vagina was tighter, a large portion of the long rod slid into Tang Yuefu's vagina, sometimes even penetrating her cervix, making Tang Yuefu's moans even louder. Meanwhile, Nie Wanrong fully enjoyed the feeling of fullness; the rough surface of the silver rod rubbed against the sensitive flesh walls, stimulating a current of pleasure.
The sounds of impact continued, and the two gradually approached the peak of pleasure, their heavy breathing rising and falling, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing from their vulvas, wetting their pubic hair and then sticking it together.
"Oh... Rong'er... Mother's about to climax..."
"Ah... Mother... Let's climax together..."
Amidst the wild shouts and cries, their lewd vulvas collided heavily, their two snow-white bodies trembling uncontrollably, both releasing their final nectar almost simultaneously...
After the passion subsided, the two did not rush home, but simply dressed, embraced each other, and shared the tranquility after their climax.
Nie Wanrong talked with her mother for a while, finally succumbing to overwhelming weariness, and fell into a deep sleep, her head resting on Tang Yuefu's lap. As her daughter's breathing gradually calmed, Tang Yuefu's face darkened. This act of lovemaking was also part of her plan to kill her daughter. On one hand, she simply couldn't bring herself to do it while her daughter was awake; the thought of her daughter's agonizing screams before her death robbed her of all courage. On the other hand, she felt deeply sorry for Wanrong, so she wanted her daughter to enjoy life's pleasures one last time before quietly passing away.
Tang Yuefu slowly moved her fingers to Nie Wanrong's chest. With just a gentle press, her daughter would die without pain, without even a scream. Tang Yuefu glanced one last time at the face of Nie Wanrong, who seemed to be asleep, and silently murmured, "Rong'er, don't blame your mother for being heartless!"
Just as Tang Yuefu was about to end her daughter's life with a single poke, she heard Nie Wanrong softly laugh and say, "Mother, it tickles, giggle..."
Tang Yuefu froze, looking closely at her daughter. She saw that Nie Wanrong's pretty cheeks were flushed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, two crystal-clear tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, her nostrils flared, and her cherry lips parted slightly, emitting a seductive moan, as if she were still dreaming of the pleasurable scene of intense intercourse with her mother.
In an instant, Tang Yuefu was filled with shame. Looking up, the bright moon hung in the sky, clear and bright, but she realized that she had been drowning in lust for so long, completely forgetting her role as a mother. Was killing her daughter for her heart truly to save her son? Or was it to save a lover with whom she had committed incest? How could she be considered a mother after doing such a thing? How could she face her dead husband in the afterlife?
Tang Yuefu suddenly understood, overwhelmed with remorse and grief, tears streaming down her face. She sighed inwardly, "So be it, so be it. Since fate has decreed it, let it be! Even if I killed Rong'er, I would feel guilty for the rest of my life, and Yan'er would be in immense pain if he knew this later. So why not let everything take its natural course?"
Tang Yuefu decided to put everything back on track, let her son accept his fate, and properly atone for her mistakes towards her daughter. She wanted the family to spend their last happy moments together in harmony, and she would no longer indulge in debauchery with her son, becoming a good mother once more. When her son truly could not bear it any longer and died, she would commit suicide to follow him, so that she could face her husband in the afterlife with a clear conscience.
Having figured all this out, Tang Yuefu wiped away her tears, brushed aside her daughter's hair, and leaned down to kiss Nie Wanrong's burning cheek, whispering, "Thank you, Rong'er. If you hadn't stopped me from going astray at the last moment, I would have made a terrible mistake. I love you so much, my dear daughter!"
Tang Yuefu finished speaking and was about to kiss her again when a sudden pain shot through her chest, her limbs went weak, and she collapsed to the side, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at Nie Wanrong, who had slowly sat up after drawing a dagger.
Nie Wanrong's face was frosty, and she said hatefully, "You vile woman, do you think I'll let you go just because you're trying to please me like this? Heaven knows when you'll change your mind again, and then I'll regret it."
Tang Yuefu tried to speak, but the sharp blade pierced her chest, and a large amount of blood rushed to her throat. She tried several times, but only coughed up a few more mouthfuls of bloody foam.
Nie Wanrong placed the dagger against Tang Yuefu's chest and cursed, "What right do you have to be my mother? You only know how to use me to satisfy your lust. Once you find a better way to satisfy yourself, you kick me aside and never consider my feelings. Every time I think of you shamelessly shaking your ass on that vile male ape, it makes me feel disgusted. What I find most intolerable is that you are clearly old and past your prime, yet you still cling to Yan Di, making me live in fear every time I make love with Yan Di, afraid that you, this slut, will find out."
When she heard Nie Wanrong misunderstand her, Tang Yuefu shook her head desperately, trying her best to prove her innocence. But she never expected that her daughter had already been having an affair with her son. This shock made her stop all her struggles in surprise, staring blankly at her daughter.
But then Nie Wanrong muttered to herself, "However, it can't be entirely your fault. Yan Di's big penis is truly wonderful, making me feel like I'm dying of pleasure every time. No wonder you're unwilling to give it up..."
Tang Yuefu's facial muscles contorted in pain. She had thought she could bear all the blame, but even her daughter had gone down the path of incest. Tears of regret streamed down her face, mingling with the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth and falling to the ground.
Nie Wanrong continued, "However, I didn't expect that you already knew about my sneaking back to see Qi Baiwei. That's right, he told me everything. So the prescription was for Yan Di to eat your heart. No wonder you wouldn't tell me. You didn't even think about sacrificing yourself to save Yan Di, but you only wanted to kill me to silence me. Are you even human?! You killed your own children with your own hands, you're worse than a beast! Today I'm going to rip your heart out and see if it's really black!"
After saying this, Nie Wanrong burst into maniacal laughter. Hearing her daughter's words contradict everything she knew, Tang Yuefu's mind went blank. She couldn't understand why Qi Baiwei would say such a thing. Was Qi Baiwei plotting something?
They had no grudge against each other, so why would he scheme to harm her and her daughter? It all seemed like a grand trap specifically designed to target them.
Scenes from the past few days flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern. Seeing her daughter's ferocious laughter, and recalling the strange phenomenon when Qi Baiwei took her son's pulse, Tang Yuefu suddenly realized everything!
A trap!
A trap!
It was all a huge trap! It was hateful that she and her daughter hadn't discovered it sooner, but instead, they were both bound by lust, falling into this dark trap from which they could never escape.
Tears streamed down her face as she frantically pounded the ground, twisting and kicking, making guttural noises as she desperately tried to warn her viciously laughing daughter. But instead, she coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining her white clothes with vivid, tragically beautiful blood.
"Only now do you realize fear? Too late..." Completely misunderstanding her mother's actions, Nie Wanrong, without a word, pinned Tang Yuefu down and
slashed a hole in her mother's chest with a dagger. "Ughh ...
A jet of blood spurted from Tang Yuefu's mouth, striking her daughter's face. The thick blood blurred Nie Wanrong's vision. Gritting her teeth, she forcefully pulled upwards with her delicate hand, snapping the blood vessels connecting to the heart with several sharp cracks.
"Ahhhhhh!" Tang Yuefu let out a piercing scream, her head lolling to the side as she died, her eyes remaining open in despair, filled with regret and hopelessness. Cries echoed through the mountains, seemingly lamenting Tang Yuefu's tragic life.
Nie Wanrong paid no heed to Tang Yuefu's horrific state. She carefully cradled her mother's heart, her gaze fixed on her bloodied palm. There, the still-warm heart continued to beat gently…

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