The Smiling, Proud Wanderer 1-25

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Main character settings: Xiaolongnü: Appears at age 27. To better suit readers' tastes
, the age was changed from the original novel. Yang Guo didn't wait 16 years but only one year before jumping off Broken Heart Cliff
to rescue Xiaolongnü. Therefore, in the book, Xiaolongnü marries Yang Guo at age 21 and
returns to the martial arts world
Ren Yingying: Appears at age 25. Has no children after three years of marriage to Linghu Chong.
Huang Rong: Appears at age 32. Has just given birth to Guo Polu and Guo Xiang.
Zuo Jianqing: Originally named Yu Zhenzi, 45 years old, but appears to be only about 19 years old due to practicing the "Rejuvenation Skill".
The second-ranked lecherous villain in the Demonic Sect, nicknamed "Jade-Faced Lecherous Wolf", an undercover agent sent to Xiangyang by Dongfang Bubai. Liu Zheng: Nicknamed
"Iron Rod Lecherous Dragon", the number one lecherous villain in the Demonic Sect, Tian Boguang's senior brother, nicknamed "Iron Mixed Lecherous Dragon", Dongfang Bubai's male
favorite. You Ba: Liu Zheng's impersonator. Chapter 1: Re-emerging in the Martial World. "Layer upon layer of mountains lean against the Wei River, green peaks pierce the distant sky. The sun rises over the red-capped ridge,
the sun shines on the green cliffs. Layered pines in the morning seem like night, the glaze is flawed yet complete." When Emperor Taizong of Tang visited Zhongnan Mountain, he was greatly impressed and
wrote this famous line, which has been passed down through the ages. Since ancient times, Zhongnan Mountain has been a sacred place in the hearts of poets, countless
literati and writers have been captivated by it, wishing they could spend their lives there. Looking out, layer upon layer of mountains, clouds and mist,
everywhere reveals the divine craftsmanship of nature. The mountains are filled with the sounds of birds and beasts, shrouded in poisonous miasma and treacherous, steep paths that deter
ordinary people, thus shrouding Zhongnan Mountain in mystery. Only those with exceptional martial arts
skills are qualified to enjoy this picturesque paradise, hence the folk tales that many reclusive masters live
here .
Within these rugged mountains, there is a flower garden in full bloom, beyond which lies a lush, green
clearing. A woman in white is practicing swordsmanship; her flowing hair, agile movements, and
the delicate are even more beautiful than the flowers themselves. Suddenly, the woman in white thrusts her sword into the sky, swirling and dancing in the air
. The sword moves faster and faster until she and the sword become one, indistinguishable. A sharp shout rang out, and her graceful
figure emerged from the swordplay, landing gracefully on the ground. She stood gracefully on the grass, a long sword slung over her shoulder, slightly out of breath. Her
face was exquisitely beautiful; if one hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe such
a woman existed. The woman in white smiled slightly, and all other beauties paled in comparison. At that moment, she was like the only scenery in the world.
"Guo'er, has my swordsmanship improved?" On the other side, a young man leaned against a wicker chair.
He was handsome and had the air of a grandmaster. His weathered face was etched with a wild and untamed spirit. Upon closer inspection, he was missing
an arm, but this did not diminish his charisma in the slightest; even sitting there, he exuded an aura of heroic grandeur. He smiled slightly and said, "I didn't
expect that Aunt's Jade Goddess Sword has already reached the ninth level. From now on, there will be few in the martial world who can match Aunt.
" The woman in white had a rosy complexion and seemed quite happy. She said softly, "Guo'er, didn't you always say that we
practice martial arts not to compete with others?" The man laughed heartily, "Aunt is right. Martial arts should be
used for chivalry and justice. Although the world is at peace now, we martial artists cannot stagnate. We must always pursue
the highest ."
It turned out that these two were the once famous Condor Heroes and Little Dragon Girl. Two years ago, after
the turmoil ended, the two retired from the martial world and came to the Ancient Tomb in Zhongnan Mountain. They spent their days admiring the peaks and practicing swordsmanship,
living a life like immortals. They had left the dusty world of the martial world and were living a peaceful and carefree life. Yang Guo stood up and said, "Aunt, I encountered a hurdle when I reached the ninth level of my
Ecstasy Palm technique. I can no longer improve it. I want to go into seclusion to cultivate. When
I emerge, my palm technique will be perfected." Xiaolongnu said, "We've already distanced ourselves from the conflicts of the martial world
. Do we really need to improve our martial arts?" Yang Guo replied, "Aunt, you are also a martial artist. You should know my
situation . If I don't overcome this hurdle, I will never be at peace." Xiaolongnu knew she couldn't force him, so
she asked, "Guo'er, how long will this seclusion last?" "At least a year, at most two years. Aunt,
please take good care of yourself while I'm in seclusion." Xiaolongnu nodded slightly. Yang Guo stood up and slowly walked over, wrapping his arm around
Xiaolongnu's slender waist. He whispered in her ear, "Aunt, no matter what, I will never forget
my longing for you." Xiaolongnu lowered her head slightly and leaned on Yang Guo's shoulder.
Yang Guo had been in seclusion for three days, and Xiaolongnu was still practicing her skills as usual. She was used to
living alone and had never known loneliness. She had spent that year at the bottom of the cliff just like that. But
today was different. She meditated in the Ancient Tomb as usual, cultivating the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, but her mind was elsewhere.
For the past two years, she and Yang Guo had been inseparable, fully enjoying the bliss of married life. She felt she had a new
life, something she had never experienced in the past twenty-odd years. Every time she was naked and entwined with
Yang Guo, letting him ride her body, the intoxicating pleasure of physical contact with her beloved made her
want to . After each lovemaking session, she would be drenched in fragrant sweat, lying happily on her beloved. Looking back on the past
, it felt like a waste. Now she realized that she had long since grown accustomed to life without Yang Guo. Thinking about
this, Xiaolongnu felt a surge of heat throughout her body. Unconsciously, her hands climbed onto her full breasts. "
If only Yang Guo were here," she thought, her hands rubbing them incessantly. That's what Yang Guo did; it
always felt so good to her. Gradually, her breathing became heavy. One hand, without her noticing,
slid down to her crotch and slipped inside…it was already wet. “Ah…” she gasped involuntarily, her mouth slightly open
, having touched a sensitive area… If Yang Guo were here, his large penis would have already… Xiaolongnu felt
utterly weak, her body unable to support her any longer. She lay back on the bed, one hand kneading her breasts, the other stroking
her crotch. Her juices flowed more and more, and she could no longer hold back, letting out a soft moan…
Suddenly, a clear, long whistle echoed outside the ancient tomb. Xiaolongnu snapped out of her reverie. She jumped off the bed,
straightened her clothes, and left the tomb. Looking up, she saw a figure in green rushing towards the tomb from a distance
. In a few leaps, the person was already upon her. Xiaolongnu looked closely and saw a handsome
young man standing before her. The young man's eyes lit up. Before him stood a woman of celestial beauty, with
extraordinary grace and a rosy complexion. He was so captivated that he forgot to speak for a moment. The Little Dragon Girl, her passion just
subsiding , her face slightly flushed, exuded an indescribable charm and beauty. Seeing the young man standing there dumbfounded, she secretly found it amusing. However, she quickly...
Calming herself down, she said softly, "May I ask what brings this young hero here?" The young man, realizing his earlier
lapse in composure, blushed deeply and clasped his hands in greeting, "Senior... are you Madam Yang?" Inwardly, however, he thought, "I
was being presumptuous. How could there be another woman of such grace and beauty in the world?"
Xiaolongnu was slightly taken aback; it seemed the man had come with business. "Indeed," she said, "may I ask your esteemed name, young hero?"
The young man, having regained his composure, replied, "My name is Zuo Jianqing, the last disciple of Guo Jing, the Northern Hero. I am here on
my master's orders to deliver an invitation to the Mid-Autumn Martial Arts Tournament to the Western Madman, Yang, and his wife." As he spoke,
he pulled a red invitation from his robes and handed it over.
Xiaolongnu couldn't help but scrutinize Zuo Jianqing. She hadn't expected Uncle Guo to have a last disciple,
but he clearly possessed exceptional talent and was a promising individual. She and her husband had already retired, but Guo Jing's
invitation was indispensable. Since Yang Guo was in seclusion, it seemed she would have to go in his place. So he accepted the invitation and said,
"Young Master Zuo, please come to the Ancient Tomb and have a cup of tea."
"No, I still have to deliver the invitation to the Quanzhen Sect. Please do me the honor of attending." "Master and Mistress
are very kind . The two elders often mention you. Master initiated this martial arts conference because of something."
"What is it? Isn't the martial arts world peaceful now? What could possibly require Master Guo to personally intervene?"
"Madam, you may not know this, but the Demonic Cult is showing signs of resurgence
. Rumor has it that Dongfang Bubai has returned to the martial world."
She had heard of the Demonic Cult before, but that was during the year she was at the bottom of the cliff, when Yang Guo
mentioned it to her. Ten years ago, the Demonic Cult was rampant, its leader Dongfang Bubai, a madman and bloodthirsty figure, wreaking havoc in the martial world. The righteous path
was in turmoil. Then, a great hero named Linghu Chong appeared in the martial world, leading the heroes to defeat
the Demonic Cult, killing Dongfang Bubai, and marrying the Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden, Ren Yingying. He disbanded the Demonic Cult and averted the
catastrophe . This Linghu Chong
and his wife were revered by their fellow martial artists, on par with Yang Guo and herself, the Condor Heroes. Later, she heard that the couple had retired to the mountains, living a carefree life.
Zuo Jianqing sighed, "Madam Yang, this is just a legend in the martial world. This Dongfang Bubai may be someone else,
but it is absolutely true that the Demonic Sect has risen again and has repeatedly slaughtered our fellow martial artists. Now the Demonic Sect is stronger than ever,
its leader Dongfang Bubai has extremely high martial arts skills, and his left and right protectors, as well as 'one demon, two monsters, three monsters, and four evil spirits,'
are all highly skilled in evil arts and bloodthirsty. The martial world is now
declining and evil is rising. My master had no choice but to join forces with Hero Linghu to launch this martial arts conference. If we delay, the righteous path will be in danger."
"Then I will take my leave. Please take care, Madam and Hero Yang." Zuo Jianqing turned and headed towards the Quanzhen Sect. As he
walked on the mountain path, he couldn't shake the image of Xiaolongnu in his mind. "It's true that seeing is believing. Such a beauty is unparalleled.
If I could just kiss her and play with her for a day, even if I lost my life immediately, it would be worth it. Yang Guo is truly blessed..."
As he thought about it, his lower body unconsciously became hard...
Xiaolongnu looked at the invitation in her hand and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Mid-Autumn Festival was just half a month away, but Guo'er absolutely
could not leave his seclusion. Forcing his way out would cost him ten years' worth of internal energy. It wasn't that she was worried about Guo'er being unprotected;
his secluded cultivation location was extremely well-hidden, and no one would find him. But could she
handle such an important matter alone? That evening, Xiaolongnu finally made her decision. Since she was Guo'er's wife, she had to
share everything with him. It seemed she had no choice but to return to the martial world. If she could do something for the righteous path, Guo'er would be
happy to leave. She checked the location—Xiangyang City. She should be able to reach it within ten days. She would set off tomorrow. Thinking
this, Xiaolongnu finally felt relieved. Clearing her mind of distractions, she drifted off to sleep during meditation. Chapter Two: The Black Inn. It was
noon . The wide official road was sparsely populated. A white horse galloped from afar, carrying a stunningly beautiful
woman dressed in white. Despite the blazing sun, she breathed freely without breaking a sweat. This person was none other than the peerless beauty
, Xiaolongnü, who had been traveling for half a day. The weather was hot, but protected by the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, she felt nothing,
only worried that her white horse couldn't bear it. She wanted to find an inn to water the horse, but couldn't find one, so she had to slow down and
continue on her way . Around dusk, she finally saw a large sign in the distance: "Yunling Inn.
" Xiaolongnü reached the entrance, and before she could even dismount, a waiter greeted her: "Madam, are you looking for a room? We
have superior rooms." Xiaolongnü dismounted and handed the reins
to the waiter, saying, "Please feed my horse first, sir." "Please rest assured, sir, come in." Xiaolongnü entered the inn, chose a clean table, and sat down. Another
waiter approached, smiling, "What would you like, sir? We have everything you need." Xiaolongnü only asked for a
steamed bun and a bowl of soy milk. The waiter acknowledged and went to give the order.
The small shop was very quiet, with only Xiaolongnü as a customer. The shopkeeper, a man in his forties, stood behind the counter, along
with two other employees. It seemed the location was remote and business was slow, hence the small number of customers. After a short while , the food was served. Xiaolongnü hadn't eaten all day, so she ate with relish. After dinner, the waiter led Xiaolongnü to a guest room upstairs. The room wasn't large, but it was very clean. The waiter asked, "Is there anything else you need, sir?" "No, please don't bother me if you need anything else." 4 After the waiter left, Xiaolongnü lay down on the bed fully clothed. Although she was highly skilled in martial arts, she was somewhat tired from her journey, so she closed her eyes to rest. Suddenly, she felt dizzy and lightheaded. "Something's wrong, why is this happening?" She tried to circulate her inner energy, but it became sluggish and she couldn't gather it. "Could there be something fishy in the soy milk?" At this moment, her dizziness grew , and she felt a strong drowsiness. Forcing herself to stay alert, she circulated , gradually restoring her body to normal and allowing her inner energy to flow freely. "It really was poisonous! Could this be a shady inn? That was close!" Little Dragon Girl felt a lingering fear; her experience in the martial world was too limited. If it weren't for her superior martial arts, she would have been tricked. Just then, she heard voices outside the door. One man chuckled, "Hehe, another fat sheep caught! The drug's taking effect now, the little wench is at our mercy." Another chimed in, "Yes, junior brother, what an unexpected find! We never expected to encounter such a beautiful woman in this godforsaken place. The vice-leader will surely reward us handsomely, haha." Little Dragon Girl was furious. It was the voices of the two waiters. It truly was a shady inn, and she couldn't help but lament the treacherous nature of the martial world. Then she heard the first man say, "Wait a minute, I've never seen such a tempting woman before. Just looking at her makes me almost unable to resist. Let's play with her a bit first before handing her over to the vice-leader." "You're so bold! The vice-leader wants..."

"You dare touch a woman? You'd better not cause any trouble, or you'll lose your head!" "What does it matter? Vice Hall
Master Liu is currently having sex with that beauty from yesterday." Another man said, "Boss Liu's martial arts aren't that great, but when it comes
to womanizing, 'Iron Rod Lustful Dragon' and 'Jade Faced Lustful Wolf' are neck and neck in our sect. His bedroom
skills are number one in the sect, deeply favored by the sect leader, even Hall Master Yue gives him some leeway." Another man seemed
impatient , saying, "He's already slept with one woman, how could he possibly sleep with two? That's too easy for him." The other man
scoffed, "So what? He's incredibly audacious. I've personally witnessed him sleeping with four beauties at once.
You'd better be careful. Enough talk, let's move her to the secret room first."
As they spoke, the two men arrived outside the door. Hearing their conversation, Little Dragon Girl was furious. She originally wanted to subdue them
in one fell swoop , but hearing about the secret room, could there be other women being victimized? She couldn't let that
infamous lecherous scoundrel, "Iron Rod Lustful Dragon," ruin her chastity. So she changed her mind and
decided to feign unconsciousness to investigate the secret chamber.
Just then, the door opened, and two men entered. One of them stepped forward and shook Xiaolongnu's arm. "
Beauty, wake up. Brother will take you to a comfortable place. Haha, you really fell asleep." Xiaolongnu didn't dare
open her eyes, but judging from the voice, it was the more lecherous one. "Outrageous! Just wait and see how I deal with you."
The other urged, "Hurry up!"
The first man bent down and picked up Xiaolongnu, letting her wrap her arms around his neck. He then put his arms around
her legs, stood up, and followed the other man out. The man pressed Xiaolongnu's face against
his , her full breasts pressed against his chest. He felt comfortable in her embrace, and his breathing
became heavy. "Senior brother, this woman is not only as beautiful as a fairy, but her figure is also so exquisite. I'm truly
blessed ." The senior brother snorted. Xiaolongnu was furious that this lecherous scoundrel had taken advantage of her like this.
She really wanted to teach him a lesson, but restraint was key. Her long years of living alone had honed her composure
, so she held back and continued to feign unconsciousness.
After walking only a few steps, the junior brother was already dizzy, holding a soft, boneless beauty in his arms. Her alluring
fragrance wafted over him, and Xiaolongnu's smooth cheek pressed against his. He trembled with excitement. He
breathed heavily , his hands caressing Xiaolongnu's thighs, deliberately shifting his body so that her breasts
slid back and forth against his skin.
Xiaolongnu had never been so intimate with any man other than Yang Guo (excluding Yin Zhiping ^_^), and her face
immediately turned bright red. Luckily it was night, otherwise the two men would have noticed. The man's hand moved upwards, placing it
on Xiaolongnu's round buttocks, stroking them incessantly. Xiaolongnu felt humiliated and, to make matters worse, she
felt something hard pressing against her buttocks through her clothes, yet she was helpless.
"Mmm, so good..." the man panted heavily. The weather was hot, and people wore very little clothing, so
Xiaolongnu could almost feel the burning heat of that thing. As the two men moved forward, it continued to rub against her
buttocks. Stimulated by him, Xiaolongnu felt a burning heat throughout her body. As she continued forward in humiliation, she could only console herself that
this humiliation was worth it for saving someone.
After a while, the man supported Xiaolongnu's buttocks with his left hand, freeing his right hand to place on her
waist, stroking it back and forth. Xiaolongnu noticed the hot hand moving upwards from her waist. "Could this
lecherous thief be trying to touch me...?" Xiaolongnu was anxious but dared not move, lest all her efforts be in vain.
Finally , Xiaolongnu felt a large hand climb onto her firm breasts. She was furious, her brows furrowing slightly, but
she dared not make a sound.
The man caressed Xiaolongnu's proud breasts through her clothes, feeling their fullness, roundness, and elasticity. He was so pleased that his bones felt
weak. He occasionally flicked her nipples with his fingertips, and with each pinch and flick, the nipples instinctively
hardened . He was so excited that he almost ejaculated, unaware that Xiaolongnu was overwhelmed with shame and humiliation as she continued her journey.
In her humiliation, Xiaolongnu felt that this road seemed exceptionally long, but it would eventually come to an end. The three arrived
at an inconspicuous wooden door. The senior brother said, "Junior brother, let him in." "Wait...wait a minute,
um..." Xiaolongnu felt the man thrust his lower body hard into her buttocks, pulling her even tighter.
A shiver ran through him, and at the same time, his erection began to throb, spurting out a hot liquid that seeped through
her thin clothes , wetting Xiaolongnu's garments. Xiaolongnu was mortified. The man, panting heavily, gripped her
buttocks tightly with both hands, shaking for a while before finally letting out a sigh of relief and releasing his grip. "He actually..." Xiaolongnu could no
longer bear it. With lightning speed, she struck the man's pressure points. The man in front heard a "thump," and
before he could even turn around, he too collapsed. Xiaolongnu straightened her clothes, the blush on her face gradually fading.
She stared at the wooden door ahead. "This must be the secret chamber they were talking about. Hmm, why are there voices? Such strange
sounds." A woman's moans, seemingly a mixture of pain and pleasure, drifted faintly from the room. Xiaolongnu, wanting to investigate,
poked a hole in the paper covering the window and peered inside. The room was lit, and
on the bed , a naked man and woman were entwined. The man was on top of the woman, his hips undulating,
and his penis was unusually thick and long, like a donkey's! The ecstatic moans were coming from the woman.
Xiaolongnu had never seen such a sensual scene before. She quickly turned her head away, blushing, thinking, "I never imagined such a thick and long penis
existed ! Could this man be the notorious lecherous 'Iron Rod Lecherous Dragon'?"
Calming herself, Xiaolongnu hesitated. The man was the shopkeeper,
the "Iron Rod Lecherous Dragon" Liu, the deputy head of the gang. The woman was clearly the victim they had just spoken of,
now violated by this lecherous scoundrel. She had to save her, but how could she do it in this situation?
Should she let him continue violating her? Absolutely not. Just then, the sounds from inside the room grew louder, seemingly posing
a challenge to her. The man growled, interspersed with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, while the woman's cries grew louder, her moans
of "Ah...yours...is too big...um...ah..." filling the air, sounding as if she were being fucked
very pleasurably! Xiaolongnu was extremely embarrassed. She was still somewhat aroused by the thief's advances, and hearing
these lewd sounds, her breathing became rapid. A gentle breeze blew by, and Xiaolongnu felt a chill in her lower body.
Reaching inside her clothes, she found it completely wet. She realized that during the thief's teasing, her body...
There was even a reaction, and she couldn't help but feel secretly guilty.
From inside the room came the sounds of "squelching, squelching" during penetration, the "slapping" of flesh against flesh, and the woman's
moans, which made Xiaolongnu anxious and confused, unsure of what to do, and she didn't dare to intervene. This torment lasted for about
a quarter , when the woman cried out, "I...I'm going to lose it again...ah...um...uh...I'm losing it...
ahhh!!" After a high-pitched scream, the sound stopped, as if everything was over. After a while,
the sound of dressing came from inside. Boss Liu laughed, "Beauty, you're already this wanton after less than half an hour
! I am Liu Zheng, the deputy hall master of the Xuanwu Hall of the Sun Moon Divine Cult, 'Iron Rod Lustful Dragon.' From now on, following me will bring you endless
wealth and glory, hahaha..." Little Dragon Girl thought to herself, "Indeed, 'Iron Rod Lustful Dragon,' what an awful nickname
. He's a member of the Demonic Cult. It seems the Demonic Cult has done all sorts of evil deeds and must be eliminated." The sound of a woman
sobbing Liu Zheng continued, "Seeing that you've already ejaculated several times, I'll go out first. I'll lock the door.
Don't even think about running away, you can't escape. I haven't ejaculated yet, I'm still not satisfied. I'm going to visit that stunning
beauty in white today, before those two boys get there first. I'll come back for you later, hahaha!"
Liu Zheng opened the door with a grin and walked out. Just as he was about to turn back to lock the door, he suddenly felt a numbness in his waist and couldn't move.
A beautiful woman in white emerged from behind him; it was Xiaolongnü. He then saw the two
people lying on the ground, his face paling instantly. He cried out, "Heroine, spare my life! I...I was blind to your greatness!" Xiaolongnü, seeing
his fear of death, felt contempt. She slapped him several times, shouting, "You lecherous thief! Killing
you would only dirty my hands! Listen to me! The Condor Hero is about to return to the martial world! We cannot allow you
scoundrels of the Demonic Sect to run rampant! You'd better repent now! If you continue your evil deeds, I won't spare
you next time I see you!" Liu Zheng exclaimed in astonishment, "No wonder! You're Xiaolongnü, aren't you? I dare not do evil again! Thank you for your
mercy, Heroine!" Xiaolongnü swiftly extended her fingers, sealing his speech acupoint.
Xiaolongnu, though seemingly cold and aloof, was kind-hearted by nature. She knew that this notorious lecher would
n't easily change his ways, but she couldn't bear to kill him. She could only threaten him, using her unique acupressure technique
to seal an enemy's pressure points for five hours. This place was no place to linger; she had to rescue the person quickly. She entered the room and
saw a woman in her early twenties trembling with fear on the bed. She was now dressed, and it was clear she was
a very attractive woman. Xiaolongnu sighed. The Demonic Sect was truly heinous, having harmed countless innocent
women. Xiaolongnu said softly, "Madam, don't be afraid. I'm here to save you. Come with me; we must
leave ." The woman understood, and overwhelmed with resentment, she burst into tears
.
Xiaolongnu angrily kicked the three thieves a few times, dragging them into the woodshed. The two returned to their guest room, retrieved
their belongings, and, knowing this was a den of thieves, decided not to linger. They prepared to leave, but the beautiful woman couldn't ride, so
Xiaolongnu took her own white horse and rode together. They set off under the starlight, following the main road into the twilight
…
Chapter Three: The Heroine's Gathering. The night was dark and windy. The two rode swiftly along the dark official road, the clatter of hooves
particularly jarring in the night. Fortunately, the road was deserted. The beautiful woman, exhausted from a night of tossing and turning, seemed
oblivious to the bumpy ride and fell asleep in Xiaolongnu's arms. Xiaolongnu shook her head and smiled wryly, forcing herself to support
the woman 's waist to prevent her from falling, and continued on their way.
As dawn broke, the horses slowed their pace, moving gently along the riverbank. Dew clung to their
hair and brows. A refreshing morning breeze caressed their faces, and the woman seemed to sense the crisp
air, slowly waking. Xiaolongnu smiled and asked, bowing her head, "Did you sleep well last night, Madam?" The
woman turned to look at Xiaolongnu, noticing Xiaolongnu's hand still on her waist. A blush rose to her face,
and she said softly, "Thank you for your great kindness, my humble servant has no way to repay you. I'm so sorry to trouble you with your care. My body has
been defiled by that scoundrel; I have no face to live on in this world. Let me drown myself in the river; that will end it all."
Xiaolongnu looked at the woman, remembering her own past loss to a Quanzhen Sect disciple. Knowing the truth had
caused her unbearable pain , though the pain had faded with time, the thought still throbbed.
Feeling a sense of shared suffering, she softly comforted her, "Madam, we are both destined..." " Women who suffer like this have no
choice but to endure such torment. If they try to end it all, it will only make things worse and embolden those villains. We must
live on strongly and fight those evil people to the end. I, too, have had such experiences and felt
unbearable pain , but I survived and have now completely let go. Look at me, am I living a good life now?" The woman's
mouth dropped open in astonishment: "Heroine, you have also...?" Xiaolongnu nodded and sighed: "That's right. The humiliation I
suffered was no less than yours, Madam. If I can endure it, why should you suffer like this, Madam? Besides, judging from what that villain said,
it seems... it seems he hasn't..." At this point, Xiaolongnu blushed.
The young woman was more straightforward than Xiaolongnü, saying, "Although that scoundrel has defiled me for a long time, he
is exceptionally gifted and has never ejaculated."
Xiaolongnü knew that Liu Zheng's refusal to ejaculate was entirely due to his desire to have sex with her, and her face flushed even more. She
quickly said, "This is a blessing in disguise."
The woman seemed thoughtful, lowered her head, and after a long while, sighed, "We are both in the same boat. With your words,
my sister, how could I possibly take my own life? It is you who have suffered." Xiaolongnü smiled and said, "Perhaps I should call you
elder ." The woman asked in surprise, "I am already twenty-six, and you are only sixteen or seventeen. How can you be
my elder sister?" Xiaolongnü said, "The martial arts I practice have the effect of preserving youth. I have already wasted twenty-seven years."
The woman looked at her with admiration, "Elder sister's skills are truly amazing. I am very envious." Xiaolongnü smiled without saying a word.
Having resolved the woman's inner conflict, Xiaolongnu was quite pleased. Although she remained calm,
a slight smile appeared on her usually icy face. The two got along very well along the way; the usually taciturn Xiaolongnu and the woman seemed to
have known each other for a long time. The woman, initially melancholic, had completely shaken off her gloom, clearly no ordinary
woman.
The woman told Xiaolongnu about her background. This beautiful young woman was named Yang Manniang, and her father was Yang Tieshan, the head of
the Divine . She had learned some self-defense martial arts from a young age. The Divine
Fist Sect was a small, insignificant sect, and Xiaolongnu, who knew little about the martial arts world and had never heard of it before, still offered some polite greetings such as "I have long admired your name."
When Manniang was eighteen, she married a merchant surnamed Li from Kaifeng. Eight years passed in the blink of an eye, and she hadn't returned to her hometown
of Yangzhou . Tragically, three months ago, her husband contracted a terminal illness and passed away within three days. Her elderly and
frail parents-in-law, unable to bear the grief of losing their son, also soon died. Manniang, childless after many years of
marriage, was all alone. After arranging the funeral for her family, dismissing the servants and selling her property, she returned to Yangzhou to seek refuge with her parents. Unexpectedly,
on the way, she stumbled upon a den of a demonic cult and was brutally violated. If it weren't for Xiaolongnu rescuing her, she doesn't know how much more
torment she would have suffered. Xiaolongnu briefly introduced herself and told Manniang that she was going to Xiangyang to attend a martial arts tournament.
Manniang wasn't a member of the martial arts world and had never heard of Xiaolongnu, only knowing that she was a famous female knight-errant.
Manniang needed to pass through Xiangyang on her way to Yangzhou, and the two happened to be traveling together, addressing each other as sisters along the way. Around
noon , the two arrived at a mountainside and saw a waterfall with crystal-clear water at its base. Having traveled a long
and dusty journey and finding themselves alone, they both wanted to wash themselves. At first, Xiaolongnu was a little shy, but with Manniang's encouragement, she gradually
opened up . They washed each other, changed into clean clothes, and immediately felt their fatigue disappear.
They continued their journey towards Xiangyang. By evening, they reached a main road and saw
more and more travelers, indicating that a large town was ahead. Xiaolongnu noticed that many of the travelers were martial arts figures,
apparently heading to the Heroes' Gathering—a spectacle the martial arts world hadn't witnessed in many years.
Sure enough, soon they saw a town ahead, with three large golden characters on the city gate: "Yuhang Town."
Xiaolongnu said, "Manniang, let's rest here for the night." Manniang replied, "As you command, sister."
So the two slowly entered.
It was indeed a bustling town. Upon entering, they were greeted by the cacophony of sounds: vendors'
cries, the clanging of blacksmiths, and the neighing of livestock—a vibrant and lively
scene. Looking closer, they saw wide roads and bustling crowds. Even at dusk, the streets were still teeming with activity, a picture of prosperity. Having traveled for a day and a night in
the wilderness , Man Niang was delighted to see this sight. Xiao Longnu, however, was somewhat unaccustomed
to the scene. The two led their horses slowly forward. After a while, Xiao Longnu pointed ahead and said, "Man Niang, there's
an inn over there. Shall we go in and take a look?"
The inn was called "Fu Lin Inn." They stopped at the entrance, and a
waiter Please come in, sirs. How many are in your party?" Man Niang retorted, "Aren't you blind? Aren't these two ladies here?"
Xiao Longnu chuckled inwardly, surprised by Man Niang's fiery temper; it must be a habit she developed as a landlady. The waiter,
seeing that they were two great beauties, was already stunned and dared not say anything. He could only obsequiously help them settle their horses
. The two asked for a superior room in the back building. Upon entering the room, they found it very clean and comfortable, and were both
very happy. After resting for a while, they felt very hungry, so they went to the front building to eat. This restaurant was quite large,
with two floors and dozens of tables, almost all of which were full and bustling, indicating that business was booming. The two finally
found an empty table in a corner and sat down, ordering a few dishes to slowly savor.
While they were eating, a young couple entered the restaurant. Xiaolongnu's heart stirred slightly: "What a perfect couple." Just
then, the woman's gaze drifted in their direction. Meeting Xiaolongnu's eyes, the woman was slightly surprised, then smiled
and greeted her. Xiaolongnu nodded and smiled back before looking away, thinking to herself, "Could this be
the renowned heroes Linghu Chong and his wife? Their elegance is truly captivating." Manniang, who was enjoying her meal, saw
Xiaolongnu lost in thought and called out, "Sister, eat quickly, it'll get cold." Xiaolongnu smiled slightly and continued
eating .
After a while, the woman in yellow approached. Xiaolongnu looked up and saw her graceful steps, a smile on her face, like
a lotus emerging from the water, infinitely beautiful, enough to make any woman feel tenderness. The woman approached the table,
clasped her hands in a fist salute to Xiaolongnu, and smiled, "You're too kind, little sister. Is this Lady Dragon?" Xiaolongnu quickly rose and returned the salute
, "That's me. You must be Lady Ren, young lady?" The woman was slightly surprised, "How does Lady Dragon know
me?" Xiaolongnu smiled and said, "I just guessed after seeing your elegant demeanor." The woman laughed, "
You flatter me. Compared to the fame of the Condor Heroes, what are we, husband and wife? May we have a seat?" "It would be my
honor. Please come and sit down, Master Linghu." Manniang quickly rose and called for a servant to bring two more sets of bowls and chopsticks. The woman
called out to the window, "Brother Chong, come and sit down."
It turned out the couple was Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying. They were also on their way to Xiangyang to attend the martial arts tournament and happened to
pass through this place, unexpectedly encountering Xiaolongnü. Although they had never met before, they recognized Xiaolongnü at a glance; truly, there
was no one else like her in the world. The Linghu Chong couple were renowned in the north, while the Yang Guo
couple were celebrated in the south. Although they hadn't interacted, they had long admired each other, and they certainly couldn't
miss such a good opportunity to meet.
Xiaolongnü introduced Manniang to the couple. The four of them sat at a table. Yingying and Xiaolongnü both greatly admired each other;
Yingying was particularly talkative, while Xiaolongnü was quiet, listening with a faint smile to Yingying's tales of the martial arts world
, somewhat neglecting Linghu Chong and Manniang. After finishing their meal and going upstairs to rest, the two were reluctant to
part and agreed to travel together to Xiangyang. There was only one quilt on the bed. The two women took off their outer clothes and lay down side by side.
Exhausted from the day, they couldn't fall asleep once they were in bed, so they started chatting. Man Niang, being lively by nature,
told Xiao Longnv some jokes from the streets to make her happy. Some of these jokes involved matters between men and women, making
Xiao Longnv blush. However, knowing that Man Niang was usually careless and shy about interrupting, she could only listen silently.
After a while, Man Niang hugged Xiao Longnv and said, "Sister, you're tired too.
How ?" Xiao Longnv was indeed very tired, but she felt a little reluctant and said, "Sister, you've been traveling
all day. You should rest." Man Niang said, "This kind of thing isn't tiring. Sister, just enjoy it." Seeing that she couldn't refuse,
Xiao Longnv had no choice but to agree.
Xiao Longnv lay on the couch, her chin resting on a pillow, and Man Niang straddled her waist,
massaging her shoulders with both hands. It was summer, and both of them wore only a thin, gauze-like garment. Man Niang used all her
skills to knead and massage Xiao Longnv's shoulders and back. After a short while, Xiao Longnv felt as if her bones had been broken, finding it very
comfortable.
Man Niang, however, was now covered in sweat. Xiao Longnv felt her warm, sweaty body and, moved,
said, "Sister, that's enough. You should rest too." Man Niang smiled and said, "Good sister, this is just the beginning! So comfortable..."
"The real feast is yet to come. My short-lived husband loved this cooking the most." Her eyes reddened as she spoke
, and Xiaolongnu, knowing she was reminded of painful memories, quickly comforted her. Manniang smiled and said, "It's nothing. Life and death are predestined
. I've come to terms with it. Oh, it's so hot. Look at all this sweat. Let's take our clothes off."
She to remove her outer garments, leaving her only in her undergarments.
Xiaolongnu was also feeling hot. Turning over, she glanced at Manniang and blushed. She had never
undressed in front of anyone before, even a woman she knew well, and hesitated. Man Niang saw through Xiao Longnv's
thoughts and smiled sweetly, saying, "What are you afraid of? We're all women. I'll help you undress." Xiao Longnv said in a panic, "
No... I'll do it myself." Seeing that Xiao Longnv had shyly removed her outer clothes, leaving only her
undergarments couldn't help but praise, "I didn't expect your skin to be so perfect, sister."
Xiao Longnv didn't know what to say, so she could only lie back on the couch.
Man Niang chuckled and straddled Xiao Longnv's slender waist, her hands caressing Xiao Longnv's bare, smooth back
. Their skin touched, Man Niang's rounded thighs rubbing against Xiao Longnv's ribs, and Xiao Longnv could feel
the heat from Man Niang's private parts on her waist. Her heart pounded wildly, but she thought that perhaps she was too detached from the world, and this kind of
contact should be commonplace in Man Niang's eyes. She had to get used to it too, so she could only close her eyes and try to calm herself down,
but under the force of Man Niang's strong hands, she couldn't help but breathe rapidly. After a while, Man Niang said again, "
It's still so hot, I'll take off all my clothes." She got up and took off her undergarments, then sat back on Xiao Longnv's waist.
Xiao Longnv felt Man Niang's plump buttocks pressed tightly against her body, and could clearly distinguish Man Niang's hair brushing against her
skin. Her heart trembled, and she thought to herself, "Man Niang is too careless, this isn't quite right." But
she was helpless. Just then, she felt Man Niang lean forward, her two soft mounds of flesh pressing against her back and
rubbing against her. She heard Man Niang's gentle voice in her ear, "Good sister, take off your underwear too, it's so
comfortable like this." Xiao Longnv said in a trembling voice, "I... I don't want to, it feels a bit strange." "We're all
women, what's there to be afraid of? Come on, let me help you, I'll make you even more comfortable." Before Xiao Longnv knew how to
respond , Man Niang had already turned Xiao Longnv over and pulled off her bodice and undergarments.
Xiao Longnv was extremely embarrassed and wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Looking at Xiaolongnu's voluptuous body, Manniang
was stunned. It was a flawless, mature body. Her skin was as white and tender as mutton fat, and it seemed as if
water would flow out if you touched it. Her proud breasts were full and firm, with the elasticity of a young girl and the plumpness of a mature woman. They were
too big to be grasped by two hands. With Xiaolongnu's breathing, they rose and fell like two peaks. Manniang was secretly amazed.
Even , they were so big. She had always been proud of her own breasts, but they were small compared to Xiaolongnu's. Looking down,
her abdomen was flat and smooth, and her skin was like solidified cream. Below her slender waist was that lush and green place. A messy patch of black
pubic hair covered her private parts. Xiaolongnu's white jade-like legs were tightly closed,
giving people endless fantasies... Manniang couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Xiaolongnu's face was flushed red, like a ripe apple. She asked Manniang, "Sister, what are you looking at?"
Manniang replied, "Sister, you're like a fairy! Your face and body are the best in the world. Your
man is truly blessed." No one had ever praised Xiaolongnu like this before. She had never imagined that women's bodies
could be ranked in terms of superiority or inferiority. Hearing Manniang's sincere words, she felt a surge of joy. Xiaolongnu had never had
a close female friend , and she longed for such friendship deep in her heart. Manniang's appearance allowed her to experience this kind of friendship, and she
completely trusted Manniang.
Man Niang straddled Xiao Longnv's body, her hands climbing onto her full breasts. Xiao Longnv, caught off guard,
exclaimed in surprise, "Sister... what are you doing?" Man Niang smiled, "Don't panic, I'm just giving
you relieve your fatigue." "Do you really have to... massage here?" "Of course, I told you I wanted to make you more comfortable.
It's alright, we're both women." Xiao Longnv thought that women in the mortal world could be so
uninhibited in their interactions. Her own discomfort was entirely her own fault, making her seem petty. Thinking of this,
her shyness lessened somewhat.
Xiao Longnv closed her eyes, her heart pounding fiercely. Man Niang's small hands kneaded her snow-white, full
breasts , gently, occasionally flicking her adorable nipples, causing them to gradually harden.
No one had ever touched her breasts like this before, except for Yang Guo. She couldn't help but think of her intimate moments with Yang Guo, and her tension gradually
eased. After a while, Xiaolongnu felt Manniang's hands tighten, and the pleasure from her caresses intensified. Her heart
pounded, and her breathing became rapid.
Manniang held one of Xiaolongnu's full breasts in each hand, her small hands able to grasp less than
a third . Gradually, she increased the pressure, kneading the breasts into various shapes. Finally, she could no longer resist,
leaning forward and sucking on Xiaolongnu's left nipple. Xiaolongnu cried out "Ah!" as if struck by lightning.
Her hands weakly pushed against Manniang's shoulders, and she said urgently, "Sister... don't do this." Manniang said softly,
"Relax, sister. This is part of the massage. If it feels good, just moan." After saying that, she buried her face in Xiaolongnu's
full breasts again.
Xiaolongnu had never imagined that women could be so intimate. She had only ever experienced this with Yang Guo.
She wanted to resist, but her body lacked the strength. The soft whispers in Man Niang's ear,
the waves of pleasure emanating from her breasts, and her trust in Man Niang gradually made her abandon any thought of resistance. Instead, she
relaxed her body and enjoyed this special "massage." This feeling was just like the one Yang Guo often gave her, making her
feel intoxicated. Unconsciously, Xiaolongnu's hands gripped Man Niang's back tightly, her breasts involuntarily thrusting upwards
, perfectly matching Man Niang's sucking. She couldn't help but let out moans of "Mmm... Ah."
In her hazy state, Xiaolongnu felt Man Niang's vulva pressed tightly against her lower abdomen, wet and hot, with
vaginal fluid staining her lower abdomen. Xiaolongnu knew that her own lower body was already wet, and she felt even more ashamed. Man Niang
withdrew one hand and touched Xiao Long Nu's vulva. Xiao Long Nu let out a soft "hmm" and shyly squeezed her legs together,
but accidentally trapped Man Niang's hand between them. Realizing the inappropriateness, she quickly released her legs. Man Niang smiled, and
her fingers began to slide between Xiao Long Nu's legs. Xiao Long Nu's breathing became more rapid with nervousness, and she whispered, "Sister
... don't do this... it's so embarrassing." Man Niang said, "Sister, we are both women. As long as you feel comfortable."
"See how wet you are down there, let's enjoy ourselves together." After saying that, she moved away from Xiaolongnu.
Xiaolongnu felt relieved, thinking, "She's finally going to stop." Unexpectedly, Manniang spread Xiaolongnu's legs,
hoisted one leg onto her shoulder, and spread her own legs as well, actually pressing her vulva against it.
9 Xiaolongnu was startled and cried out, "What are you doing, sister... ah... no..." Before she could finish speaking,
Manniang's wet vulva was already pressed against Xiaolongnu's vulva. Xiaolongnu felt two soft, wet, and
hot flesh pressing against her vulva, and couldn't help but cry out in pleasure. Her lower body went numb, and her vaginal fluids gushed out.
Man Niang let out a long sigh and said, "Sister...we women can take care of each other too...ah...
you're so slippery, so wet..." As she spoke, her plump buttocks swayed rhythmically, her two vulvas and four labia
rubbing together, and her juices flowed down their vulvas, soaking the sheets. The tingling, burning
sensation made Xiao Long Nu unable to control herself; her plump buttocks involuntarily thrust, and she couldn't help but let out a "
woo woo..." moan.
The guest room was truly filled with the atmosphere of spring. On the bed, two beautiful young women pressed their mature bodies tightly together
, their snowy buttocks twisting and rubbing against each other, and their breasts trembling up and down. Although Xiao Long Nu was passive, she was also intoxicated
by this same-sex physical contact.
Suddenly, Man Niang quickened her pace, causing both of them to breathe more rapidly. "Mmm... Sister...
I can't take it anymore... Ah..." Intense pleasure spread from her vulva to her entire body in an instant. Xiao Long Nu could no longer bear
it , and a thick stream of fluid gushed out, flowing between their groins. After a while, Man Niang also
moaned, "Sister... Ah... So beautiful... I'm dying." Man Niang could no longer hold back and also released
her own vaginal fluid. The two embraced each other, drenched in sweat, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, immersed in a dizzying state.
The fluid flowing from their genitals soaked the sheets...
After reaching their peak, the two felt both comfortable and exhausted, and unknowingly fell asleep.
The next morning, Xiaolongnu woke up first. Seeing the bedsheets covered in filth, she recalled the previous night and
felt deeply ashamed. Manniang was just an ordinary woman, so it was one thing, but she, a dignified heroine, had so foolishly
done such a thing with Manniang. She felt truly ashamed. But then she thought, perhaps this wasn't a betrayal of Guo'er
. Maybe it was normal for intimate women to do such things.
Thinking it over, it still felt absurd. She thought it was because she had been separated from Guo'er for too long and was too depressed that she couldn't
control herself. Last night felt like a dream, but it was truly pleasurable. The more she thought about it, the more confused she
became, so she decided to stop thinking about it. She cleaned herself up, and seeing that Manniang was still sleeping soundly, she dressed and left the room.
A little while later, Manniang also came out, looking as if nothing had happened. Xiaolongnu felt
a little relieved . The two sat down to eat snacks and chat, and Manniang didn't mention the previous night. Xiaolongnu thought to herself, "
Perhaps this kind of thing is really common, it's just that I didn't understand it before. But it's still too shameful,
I can't let it happen again..." Thinking this, Xiaolongnu completely abandoned her shame and instead felt fortunate
to have gained more experience in the martial world. Soon after, Linghu Chong and his wife came out for a meal. Half an hour later, the four of them
mounted their horses and continued their journey south.
Chapter Four: The Demon's Footprints Reappear. The four traveled together, and on the way, Linghu Chong and his wife talked about things in the martial world, which was quite
interesting . Xiaolongnu learned about some anecdotes in the martial world in recent years and was filled with indignation at the evil deeds of the Demonic Sect, further
strengthening her determination to stand in Yang Guo's place and fight the Demonic Sect to the end. They stayed at an inn when it got dark, but
after refused to share a bed with Manniang again, always choosing a room with two beds.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye. At noon, the four were riding along when Manniang murmured, "In half an
hour we'll reach the Yanzhou intersection, and then I'll have to part ways with you all." Her words revealed her sadness. Xiaolongnu
, also feeling sorrowful, said, "Sister, I'll come to Yangzhou to see you after I've finished here. Be careful on your journey
." Linghu Chong and his wife, knowing their deep sisterly affection, could only offer words of comfort.
(After a while, they arrived at an intersection. Manniang said, "This is it. Let's part ways here." Xiaolongnu, reluctant to part, said, "Sister, I'll see you off a little further. Hero Linghu, Heroine Ren, you go ahead and come back later." Manniang said, "Even a thousand-mile journey must end eventually. Sister, you have important business to attend to." But Xiaolongnu insisted on seeing her off, so Manniang had no choice but to agree. The two bid farewell to Linghu Chong and his wife and headed towards Yangzhou.
They were reluctant to part, as if they had endless things to say, and accompanied each other for an hour.) Her mother couldn't bear it and said, "Sister,
you go first. You can't possibly escort me all the way to Yangzhou." Little Dragon Girl had no choice but to bid farewell. She looked on, watching
until she could no longer see Man Niang's figure, before turning and leaving.
Little Dragon Girl returned to the place where she had just said goodbye to Linghu Chong and his wife, and headed towards Xiangyang. After a while, she suddenly heard
someone call out from behind, "Is that Madam Yang up ahead?" Turning around, she saw a young man in blue riding up. It was
Guo Jing's disciple, Zuo Jianqing. She quickly replied, "Yes, young hero, have you finished your business?" Zuo Jianqing said:
"Yes, the invitations have all been delivered. I'm on my way back now. Madam, are you going to a gathering? We can
travel
together." Xiaolongnu was worried about not knowing the way, so she said, "That's perfect." Zuo Jianqing asked curiously, "Where is Hero Yang?" Xiaolongnu explained to him about Yang Guo's seclusion. Zuo Jianqing's face lit up with joy, and the two set off together.
After traveling for a while, Zuo Jianqing suddenly pointed ahead and said, "There's a small path there. It will take three days to reach Xiangyang City,
a day earlier than the main road. We can take this path." Xiaolongnu smiled slightly and said, "Young hero, you know the way well. We'll listen to
you." Zuo Jianqing was captivated by Xiaolongnu's smile, but fortunately, she turned her head and didn't
notice his embarrassment.
So the two took the small path, passing through bamboo forests, streams, and mountains along the way,
enjoying the beautiful scenery . They were quite enjoying themselves. Zuo Jianqing treated Xiaolongnu like a goddess, showing her utmost respect.
As dusk approached, the two traveled to a mountainside when they suddenly heard a strange, eerie laugh. Looking closely, they saw a man in black
blocking their path. This man was very strange; he was huddled inside a wide robe, only
his eyes , and his laughter was sinister, like that of a night owl!
Zuo Jianqing and Xiaolongnu exchanged a glance and both gasped. Zuo Jianqing shouted, "Who are you?
Why are you blocking our way?" The man's eerie laughter rang out, "Heh heh, you're attending some kind of
Heroes' Gathering, aren't you? You think you can take on our Divine Sect? How naive! Our leader will reign for eternity, unifying the martial world. We have countless
skilled warriors within; how could you possibly defeat us?" The two now understood; he was a member of the Demonic Sect.
Zuo Jianqing said, "Since you're a bastard of the Demonic Sect, I'll let you taste my power." Before he finished speaking, he
had already leaped off his horse and pounced on the man in black. With a "bang," Zuo Jianqing
was sent flying like a kite with its strings cut, lying on the ground, his fate unknown. Xiaolongnu was caught
off guard, never expecting that the esteemed disciple of the great hero Guo would be so weak. She dismounted and shouted, "You wicked villain, you're ruthless! State your name!" The man
in black chuckled, "Heh heh, go ask the King of Hell."
With that, he lunged forward and struck Xiaolongnu's chest with a vicious palm strike. Xiaolongnu dared not be careless and calmly met
the attack . The moment they exchanged blows, Xiaolongnu felt a chill run down her spine. Her opponent's martial arts were ridiculously high, his inner strength profound, his moves strange and
lightning-fast. She barely managed to withstand more than ten moves when the man in black struck with a
palm to meet the blow with her own palm. With a "bang," Xiaolongnu felt an overwhelming force surge through her, seeping into her meridians.
Her chest felt incredibly tight, and she staggered back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Losing her balance, she fell
backward to the ground.
When Xiaolongnu awoke, she found herself on a pile of dry grass, her body aching and her mouth parched.
She unconsciously cried out, "Water..." A bamboo tube filled with water was offered to her lips, and Xiaolongnu drank
deeply, slowly regaining her senses. Looking up, she saw a pair of concerned eyes watching her—it was Zuo Jian.
"Where is this?" Xiaolongnu asked instinctively. Zuo Jianqing replied, "This is a cave.
Last night Madam was seriously injured and remained unconscious. I brought her here to recuperate. It's noon now,
so I've picked some wild fruits. Madam, please eat some to regain your strength."
Xiaolongnu recalled the events of last night and whispered, "I didn't expect the Demonic Sect to have such a highly skilled martial artist.
Even if Wang Chongyang were alive, he probably wouldn't be a match for him. It seems another calamity is about to befall the martial world. By the way, how are your injuries
?" Zuo Jianqing said, "That person struck my acupoints, so I only fainted temporarily. I woke up quickly and
didn't suffer any serious internal injuries. Don't worry, Madam. Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good. I believe that under my master's guidance..." "We will definitely
wipe out the Demonic Cult."
Xiaolongnu circulated her inner energy and sighed, "That man's martial arts are incredibly powerful. I only have one-
tenth . Let alone traveling, I'll have difficulty even moving. I won't be able to make it to the Martial Arts Tournament. Young hero, please go ahead."
Jianqing comforted her, "Madam needs someone to take care of her right now. Just focus on healing your injuries. I will stay by your side."
Xiaolongnu ate some fruit and focused on meditating to heal her injuries. Even with the extraordinary effects of her Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, such
internal injuries couldn't be cured in just a few days. Zuo Jianqing protected Xiaolongnu day and night, and at night they lit a fire with ten pieces of firewood to roast some
wild game to satisfy their hunger.
By noon on the third day, Xiaolongnu's pain had completely disappeared, and her inner energy had recovered to
thirty percent. Zuo Jianqing was... Standing guard at the cave entrance, Zuo Jianqing suddenly heard Xiaolongnu cry out in alarm. He rushed inside and found
Xiaolongnu lying on the dry grass, her hands clutching her chest. A cobra slithered past her. Knowing she had been bitten by a venomous
snake, Zuo Jianqing stepped forward and killed the snake with a single blow. Women are naturally afraid of snakes, and Xiaolongnu was already pale with fright,
cold sweat beading on her skin.
Zuo Jianqing stepped forward, moved Xiaolongnu's hands away, and saw blood seeping from her chest, knowing it was from
a snake bite. There was no time to lose; disregarding the difference between men and women, he said, "If the venom isn't sucked out quickly, Madam's
life will be in danger. We have no choice but to act quickly. We, the people of the martial world, can't be too concerned with formalities. I apologize for my rudeness."
Xiaolongnu froze, unsure what to do. Zuo Jianqing untied her... He pulled off Xiaolongnu's outer garment and then forcefully
ripped off her bodice. Xiaolongnu cried out, overwhelmed with shame, as a pair of large, fresh, snow-white
breasts sprang out. Zuo Jianqing had never seen such beautiful breasts before, and his blood rushed to his head. The
beauty he had longed for day and night was now standing before him, her breasts exposed. But he couldn't think further. Seeing the wound right
below , he brought his mouth to it. To suckle the wound, he had to suckle the nipple. Zuo Jianqing
sucked on Xiaolongnu's nipple and sucked hard, drawing out black blood which he spat onto the ground. He sucked again. To make the blood flow more easily, Zuo Jianqing used both hands
to grasp Xiaolongnu's ample breasts and slowly squeezed them. Xiaolongnu's breasts were so large that Zuo Jianqing's two large hands could
barely hold them.
The poisonous blood slowly disappeared, and the blood Zuo Jianqing spat out gradually returned to its red color. Xiaolongnu's face flushed crimson.
With each inhalation, Zuo Jianqing felt a strange sensation coursing through his body, an awkward feeling that caused her
breathing to quicken at this crucial moment. Her breasts heaved, and her nipples hardened. Xiaolongnu thought to herself, "What's wrong with me?
Will this young man be poisoned while saving me? How am I supposed to face him after this?"
Zuo Jianqing had stopped spitting out poisonous blood, but he showed no sign of stopping. His left hand reached for Xiaolongnu
's right breast, his mouth held her nipple tightly, and his hands kneaded it vigorously. Xiaolongnu sensed his
change and was about to push him away, but seeing his flushed face and innocent expression, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "This
young man means well. He's young and full of vigor; how can he restrain himself in front of such a mature body? But
... what should I do?" Zuo Jianqing looked up and saw Xiaolongnu looking at him. His heart tightened. Afraid
of acting quickly sat up and hurriedly said, "I... I'm sorry... Madam... I..." Xiaolongnu's
cheeks were originally flushed, but seeing his expression and remembering his youth, she calmed down. She knew she
couldn't act like him, otherwise the awkwardness would never be resolved. So she gently asked, "How old are you this year?"
Zuo Jianqing didn't dare to look at her and stammered, "Nineteen years old." Xiaolongnu thought to herself, "We've had
physical intimacy , and this younger brother seems to have a good nature. Why not take him as my disciple?" So she gently said, " " I'm
eight years , so I'm like your older sister. Why don't you become my disciple?" Zuo Jianqing said, "But my master won't agree
." Xiaolongnu thought about it and agreed. Wouldn't that be competing with Guo Jing for a disciple? She said, "Child, what you say makes sense. You
are also a disciple of a prestigious sect."
Zuo Jianqing's eyes darted around, and he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed. Xiaolongnu was taken aback. He said, "Qing'er has been orphaned since childhood
. I am grateful that you, Madam, do not despise me and are willing to take me as your disciple. Qing'er will follow you for life. I only ask that you, Madam... do not
tell outsiders about this." When Xiaolongnu was young, her love with Yang Guo was hindered by the orthodox ethics. She
hated . Taking a disciple in secret was not a big deal. On the contrary, it saved her from
the trouble of those dogmas. So she helped Zuo Jianqing up and said softly, "Okay, good disciple." Zuo Jianqing fell into
Xiaolongnu 's arms and called out, "Master!" Both of them were very happy.
Xiaolongnu felt at ease. Since they had become master and disciple, what had just happened was nothing. She said, "Qing'er
, it's best if we keep this to ourselves. When outsiders are around, please call me Madam Yang. Otherwise,
people will think we've messed up the generational order and cause trouble." Zuo Jianqing said, "Master, okay. You won't blame
me for what I did just now, will you? I've never even had my mother's milk, so..."
He lowered his head .
Xiaolongnu felt exceptionally at ease in his presence, saying, "Silly child, from now on you can treat your master as your
elder sister. An elder sister is better than a mother. You can tell your master anything." Zuo Jianqing murmured, "Master, I felt so good just now
. Qing'er even drank your milk." Xiaolongnu blushed upon hearing this, knowing his request was excessive, but seeing his expectant eyes, she couldn't bear to see him disappointed. A maternal
instinct surged within her, and she sighed tenderly, "If you want to drink, your master will let you." At this moment, Xiaolongnu's clothes were not yet on. Thanks to the miraculous effects of the Jade Goddess Skill, the wounds on her breasts had healed completely , leaving no trace. Her two snow-white breasts stood erect in the air, and Zuo Jianqing stared intently, involuntarily swallowing. Looking at his lustful, burning gaze, Xiaolongnu felt a , her heart pounding uncontrollably. Zuo Jianqing gently pushed Xiaolongnu down onto the haystack, his trembling hands grasping her full breasts . His fingers gradually pressed down, sinking deep into her flesh. He brought his mouth to her lips, sucking hard on the tips… …“Whoosh!” Xiaolongnu felt as if she had been electrocuted, her body trembling uncontrollably. She groaned, “Ah…Qing’er…it hurts…” …Hmm…” Zuo Jianqing ignored the barely audible sound and continued to knead Xiaolongnu’s ample breasts in his hands , sucking on them incessantly. After a while, Xiaolongnu was panting heavily, unconsciously holding Zuo Jianqing’s head with both hands, forcibly suppressing her rapid breathing. Zuo Jianqing’s face was still flushed as he savored the most beautiful breasts in the world, occasionally whispering, “Master… your breasts are so white… so big… I’ve never seen such beautiful breasts!” Saliva dripped onto Xiaolongnu’s chest. Xiaolongnu’s body was now burning with desire, unsure how to release it. Zuo Qing’s right hand swept across her smooth abdomen and suddenly slipped into her underpants. “Ah…” Xiaolongnu’s body trembled. "Qing'er...no..." Zuo Jianqing suddenly revealed a barely perceptible lewd smile, saying, "Master, you have so much hair down there ...it's so wet." As Zuo Jianqing's hand caressed Xiaolongnu's vulva, Xiaolongnu seemed to be plucked like a string on a zither, constantly twisting her snow-white body, her love juice flowing out continuously, wetting her underpants. Zuo Jianqing cried out, "Master, I'm so hot." He got up and took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear, which was erected like a large tent by his large penis. Looking at Zuo Jianqing's strong and tall body, Xiaolongnu was so excited that her mouth went dry, not knowing what to do. "Didn't I say I would only drink milk? Why is he touching my genitals and taking off my clothes? Could it be...that I really want to be with Qing'er...I absolutely can't..." Xiaolongnu made up her mind. She couldn't betray Guo'er . Thinking of this, the fire in her heart gradually subsided. At this moment, Zuo Jianqing squatted down, intending to pull down Xiaolongnu's underpants. Xiaolongnu panicked and grabbed his wrist saying, "Qing'er...we can't do this...I'm your master...and I already have a child ..." Zuo Jianqing lewdly said, "Master, I can't take it anymore. Look how big it is down there. If I don't do it, I'll die of suffocation. Please satisfy me just this once." Xiaolongnu sighed, "Qing'er, you're not young anymore. You should understand some things. What we're doing is against all moral principles. It's absolutely unacceptable." Zuo Jianqing was very discouraged, but he knew Xiaolongnu's martial arts were superb, and he dared not force himself on her. His face flushed red, and he said urgently, "But...you're so wet down there...you want it too..." Xiaolongnu blushed, and seeing his expression, she felt a pang of pity and secretly... He made a decision in secret, saying, "Then...it's different...I'll just use my hand to do it for you once...but...there can't be a next time." Zuo Jianqing's face lit up with joy as he quickly took off his underwear, revealing a long, thick, black penis. Xiaolongnu felt her blood rush to her head, as if she couldn't even breathe. The huge black penis was now standing straight, thick and long, about , and covered with thick blue veins, each one like an earthworm. Its glans was almost as big as her fist. "My God, Qing'er has just come of age and already has such a magnificent thing . If I really let him insert it into me, can I handle it?" Zuo Jianqing lay on his back on the pile of grass, and Xiaolongnu's face was flushed with shame. Looking at his huge penis, which was more than three times the size of Yang Guo's, she thought that it was probably not much different from Liu Zheng's thick and long penis that she had seen the other day . Her heart pounded wildly. She had never touched a man's thing other than Yang Guo's before, especially not one this big. Her hands trembled uncontrollably. She sighed, and finally, she grasped the hairy . A burning sensation filled her left hand. Xiaolongnu never expected her left hand to grasp the thing of a man other than Yang Guo, and one so thick and hard, unlike anything she'd ever seen before. Her small hand could only grasp the base of the shaft, less than a third of the entire thing. She hadn't expected Qing'er to have such a large member. A strange stimulation surged through Xiaolongnu 's body. She couldn't help but tremble, and a warm current flowed from her lower body. She clearly felt that her underpants were already wet. Xiaolongnu calmed herself down, then reached out her right hand and grasped the base and middle of the large penis with both hands. Her left hand gripped the base tightly, while her right hand began to carefully stroke it. The pleasure made Zuo Jianqing groan, "Master... ah... your little hands are so soft... use a little more force... Qing'er feels so good..." His hands reached for Xiaolongnu 's full breasts, grasping her firm breasts. His hips rose and fell with Xiaolongnu's strokes, and Xiaolongnu's breathing became rapid. She had never experienced such an obscene scene before, and the juices from her vagina flowed more and more. As the large penis in her hands grew larger, her body became increasingly hot, and she even had an urge to have the large penis inserted into her body. However, reason always controlled her. At this moment, she only hoped that Zuo Jianqing would ejaculate as soon as possible so that she would not be able to bear it, so she increased the speed of her strokes. After a long while, Zuo Jianqing gasped, "Master... Qing'er feels so uncomfortable..." In the past , when Xiaolongnu stimulated Yang Guo, she could usually make him ejaculate in a short time. Seeing that Qing'er couldn't ejaculate for so long, she was very anxious. Did she really have to do it with him? Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, and her face turned bright red. She thought, "No..."

"I can't use my mouth, I've never even used my mouth on Yang Guo." But seeing Zuo Jianqing's discomfort, she felt a pang of
pity and made a silent decision. "He's my disciple now, what's a little sacrifice?" So she said,
"Qing'er, don't worry, Master will use his mouth... to make you feel good."
Xiaolongnu had made up her mind. She bent down, grabbed the base of his large penis with her right hand, and pulled down
the foreskin , revealing the entire hot, large glans, more than three times the size of Yang Guo's
. It was covered with glistening fluid. Seeing that Qing'er was so young yet possessed a much larger member than her husband, and that this was
her first time trying oral sex, Xiaolongnu was truly overwhelmed. Xiaolongnu lowered her head, and a strong, pungent masculine
scent wafted into her nostrils. She sighed, stuck out her tongue and licked it, then gently kissed his large
glans . Instantly, a powerful masculine aura made Xiaolongnu dizzy.
Xiaolongnu began to diligently stroke the large penis with her hand, even giving Zuo Jianqing a pleading
look . Zuo Jianqing excitedly pressed Xiaolongnu's head close to his erect member: "Master, take it in your mouth, I'm so
uncomfortable." The thought of performing oral sex on a man for the first time filled Xiaolongnu with intense excitement. She
brought her face close to the erect penis, the powerful masculine scent she had never experienced before almost making her faint. Completely
naked, she knelt before Zuo Jianqing, breathing hot air onto his massive, black shaft.
"Ah...so...good..." Zuo Jianqing said, a lewd grin spreading across his face.
This "Zuo Jianqing" was actually the alias of the lecherous "Jade-Faced Wolf" Yu Zhenzi, a notorious lecherous villain from the Demonic Sect. He was once a legendary figure in
the martial arts world , having raped countless beautiful young women and respectable wives, becoming
a universally hated figure. Six years ago, Yu Zhenzi was captured by Hongyuan, the top monk of the Southern Shaolin Temple, while picking flowers and was punished by being confined to
the deep mountains of southern Hunan for ten years. However, three years later, Liu Zheng happened to obtain the most potent poison in the martial arts world, "Soul-Removing Powder." He
poisoned the monk Hongyuan and stole the secret manual of Hongyuan's ultimate martial arts technique, "Rejuvenation Skill."
After , he mastered the miraculous martial arts of reversing aging, transforming himself from a man in his forties into a young man of eighteen or nineteen.
However, his nature was hard to change. Upon leaving the mountains of southern Hunan, he committed more than ten crimes, raping dozens of women and female martial arts heroes
to vent his frustration at not having been with a woman for six years. Later, Yu Zhenzi was subdued by Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Demonic Cult.
Dongfang Bubai valued his "Rejuvenation Skill" highly and appointed him as the deputy leader of the Azure Dragon Hall, making him
a figure on par with "Iron Rod Lustful Dragon" Liu Zheng in the Demonic Cult. Yu Zhenzi, acting on Dongfang Bubai's orders, used his "Rejuvenation Skill"
to infiltrate the righteous sects and become Guo Jing's disciple. He intended to use this opportunity to rape Huang Rong, the most beautiful woman in the world, but Huang Rong was too clever for him to do. Unexpectedly, Guo Jing asked him to inform Xiaolongnü and her husband. Xiaolongnü, being naive, seized the opportunity to attack her.
At this time, Xiaolongnü was unaware of Zuo Jianqing's true identity, innocently believing him to be a naive
young man. Under the bright moonlight, Xiaolongnü saw the enormous penis with its prominent veins—a first for her. Kneeling at a man's feet like a slave, offering oral sex,
was also a first for her. Xiaolongnü closed her eyes,
her left hand tightly gripping the base of the large penis to prevent it from moving, while her right hand gently grasped the area
between beginning to stroke it, occasionally kissing the glans and urethral opening.
After stroking the large penis dozens of times, Xiaolongnu released her right hand and used only her left hand to grasp the base of the penis .
She pressed her lips against the side of the shaft and then moved her fragrant lips to kiss every part of the penis with extra care. "Master,
hurry up and lick it for me," Zuo Jianqing said impatiently.
Xiaolongnu opened her eyes, brushed aside the long hair that fell across her face, and grasped the middle and base
of the penis with both hands, gently kissing the tip with her small mouth. Xiaolongnu revealed her wet tongue and rubbed it against the glans. Xiaolongnu's
tongue then licked towards the glans and the shaft. After sucking for a while, Xiaolongnu simply used her right hand to gently caress the man's testicles. Her
rationality gradually disappeared, and she believed that only by giving her all could she make him ejaculate. "Ah...uh," she let out
a hot breath that melted Zuo Jianqing's groin. Although it was her first time, Xiaolongnu gently and patiently licked the red and black, shiny
penis, doing it very meticulously. Perhaps this was the innate understanding of a beautiful woman. Heavens! Xiaolongnu bent
even lower, tilting her head to lick Zuo Jianqing's scrotum with her tongue. Her left hand still gripped the base of his penis, while her right hand
gently stroked his buttocks, stimulating all of Zuo Jianqing's erogenous zones.
After a while, there was a sucking sound—wow! Half of the man's scrotum was sucked
into Xiaolongnu's mouth. Zuo Jianqing's scrotum was quite large, and Xiaolongnu opened her mouth as wide as possible. Throughout the entire process, Xiaolongnu kept
her eyes fixed on Zuo Jianqing with eager eyes, her gaze flickering like a child yearning for parental approval. Zuo Jianqing
smiled at Xiaolongnu, and the corners of her eyes shone with excitement, turning into crescent moons.
Then, a feeling of pressure came from his scrotum. Xiaolongnu began to stir it with her tongue and mouth, the pressure perfectly controlled,
making Zuo Jianqing feel both uncomfortable and incredibly pleasurable. After stirring for a while, Xiaolongnu gently pulled her mouth away from his scrotum,
pulling it out like a mochi. Ha!
Saliva was connecting the scrotum and Xiaolongnu's lips, gradually breaking off due to gravity. Never had she seen such an exaggerated
scene !
After a few soft gasps, Xiaolongnu smeared saliva all over the penis. "Master, quickly put it in your mouth! Put it
in !" The young woman's exquisite oral sex left Zuo Jianqing weak all over. Without realizing it,
Xiaolongnu had taken control.
"Qing'er... just enjoy it... your master... your master will suck it well." Xiaolongnu looked at Zuo Jianqing with
alluring eyes, her left hand still holding the base of the large penis, her right hand grasping
the area between the glans and the base of the shaft, beginning to stroke it. She opened her mouth, her red lips taking in the glans, slowly swallowing it.
But the glans was simply too big, stretching Xiaolongnu's entire small mouth open. Xiaolongnu had to open her mouth to its limit to
barely take in the glans, while the entire thick shaft remained outside. The ugly, lustful glans was crammed into
Xiaolongnu's mouth, which was stretched to its limit, distorting her entire face! The scene was incredibly alluring…
Little Dragon Girl opened her mouth wide and tightened her lips, sucking hard on Zuo Jianqing's unusually large glans. “Mmm…so good
…Master.” Zuo Jianqing couldn’t help but moan as his tongue rubbed against the fleshy groove of the large glans.
The beautiful young woman, her breasts exposed, knelt on the ground, her upper body straight, forming a straight line with her waist, hips, and knees.
Her snow-white skin made her posture extremely beautiful! After sucking on Zuo Jianqing’s large glans with her mouth wide open for a while
, she released it with her right hand, gently pinching the man’s scrotum, while coquettishly looking at Zuo Jianqing with her alluring eyes.
With a touch, she opened her lips and once again took the man's large glans into her mouth. Zuo Jianqing held Xiaolongnu's head with both hands,
and the large glans began to move between her cherry lips. When the large glans touched her throat, Xiaolongnu deliberately protruded her small lips forward,
like the movement of playing a flute, only the middle part became a huge penis, a sight that made one's blood boil .
Maintaining this expression and manipulating for about ten times, Xiaolongnu pulled the large glans out of her mouth, and then deliberately
sucked hard on the urethral opening with her mouth, as if trying to draw out the semen. The large penis clearly felt a suction force, and the beauty's originally
plump round cheeks suddenly sunken like holes, like a baby sucking on a pacifier, a very strange sight, but on
the face of this beautiful woman, Xiaolongnu, it had an indescribable novelty.
The man's huge glans abruptly bulged out her round cheeks, and Xiaolongnu moved up and down,
the friction of the moist flesh of her mouth against her teeth, instantly plunging Zuo Jianqing into the extremes of pleasure, both heaven and hell.
After a series of thrusts, Xiaolongnu pulled her mouth away from the large penis, took a few deep breaths, and scolded, "Qing'er
, your thing is too big! Even just the head is too much for me to handle!"
Zuo Jianqing laughed, "Master, I'm sorry, it's my fault. Don't blame me, you did a great job!"
Encouraged, Xiaolongnu again used both hands to encircle the middle and base of the penis, then used her soft lips
to envelop the large glans, slowly swallowing it. Zuo Jianqing felt his penis enter a soft,
warm , and moist place, and he cried out in pleasure. Xiaolongnu knelt on the ground, her hair
disheveled, her head moving constantly as she began to swallow and spit. A third of Zuo Jianqing's thick, dark penis went in and out of
Xiaolongnu 's mouth, making "tsk tsk" sounds, while the remaining two-thirds
were vigorously manipulated by Xiaolongnu's hands.
"Master...your little mouth...so soft...harder...ah...yes...it feels so good!"
Zuo Jianqing cried out in pleasure. A renowned goddess of the martial arts world was performing oral sex on him—something he had never
dared to dream of before. He suppressed the intense urge to ejaculate, wanting to savor this
exquisite .
Then, Xiaolongnu, using her neck and above as the main source of movement, opened her mouth to its limit like a woodpecker
, sucking and swallowing the large glans with increasing speed. Her beautiful hair swayed with the movement, and her
hands, gripping the shaft of his penis, began to stroke it simultaneously, accelerating the pace. Later, her right hand grasped and kneaded his scrotum while
gently stroking his pubic hair.
Waves of pleasure washed over Zuo Jianqing. This was a series of attacks, causing Zuo Jianqing to involuntarily
begin to grab and pinch Xiaolongnu's hair.
Xiaolongnu, seemingly oblivious to her image, relentlessly sucked and teased Zuo Jianqing's large glans, clearly trying to force him to surrender.
Zuo Jianqing, in turn, had to adjust his breathing to avoid ejaculating too quickly, savoring this impossible service for as long as possible. Amidst the intense
movements Xiaolongnu's beautiful eyes kept glancing upwards, as if surprised by her disciple's prowess!
A beautiful and dignified married woman, a chivalrous heroine! Bold and obscene actions! The service every man dreams of! My God! Zuo
Jianqing never expected that Xiaolongnu, always so reserved and chaste, would be so skilled in oral sex on her first try!! After several minutes
of intense blowjobs, Xiaolongnu's neck was glistening with sweat from the vigorous activity, and her ears were already flushed.
Zuo Jianqing's feelings at this moment were indescribable. He looked at Xiaolongnu; her movements were
so elegant, and her beauty was not diminished by them; on the contrary, it became even more radiant!
"Ah... Master..." The large glans was inside Xiaolongnu's mouth, which was stretched to its limit, and the large penis was in Xiaolongnu's hand .
The pleasure generated at the same time made Zuo Jianqing's buttocks tremble continuously. Zuo Jianqing brushed aside
the hair that was scattered on Xiaolongnu's face and watched his large glans going in and out of Xiaolongnu's mouth and the beauty's mouth that was stretched to its limit.
"Please, don't look, your master... your mouth is already stretched to its limit, it's really too embarrassing." Xiaolongnu
lightly punched Zuo Jianqing's chest.
"It's alright. I want to see what kind of expression Master will make when he sucks my cock."
"If you see it... your master... will be so ashamed... Qing'er... yours is so big, I can only hold
the head, I'm so sorry."
"It's alright, Master has done his best. Come, let me help you."
Zuo Jianqing thrust his large cock into Xiaolongnu's mouth again and again, making her throat very uncomfortable. In addition,
the cock was so thick and big that her little mouth kept drooling and making "snow...snow...snow..."
sounds. Perhaps Xiaolongnu had never tried to suck such a big cock before. She felt that Qing'er was more manly than Yang Guo.
Her body was hotter and she began to serve her disciple with ease. Xiaolongnu didn't know why she wanted to see his enjoyment.
Perhaps he made Xiaolongnu feel a sense of pride. Besides continuing to stroke and suck the penis, Xiaolongnu's
other hand scratched and kneaded Zuo Jianqing's scrotum, her fingertips rubbing his anus. Zuo Jianqing occasionally admired
the way the beautiful woman sucked his penis, and at times couldn't help but close his eyes to enjoy the pleasure Xiaolongnu brought him, crying out, "Ugh...so good
...Master...so comfortable...ah..."
Xiaolongnu's small mouth held the huge, pungent penis, swallowing and spitting it out, while her two jade-like hands grasped the testicles and the hairy
base of the shaft, stroking it incessantly. The masculine stimulation and the pleasure of swallowing and spitting made her dizzy, and her vaginal
fluids flowed more and more. She had several impulses to roll over and take this lovely big penis into her vagina,
but the last bit of reason controlled her, and she didn't know how long she could control herself.
Generally speaking, no one can last more than a moment during oral sex, but although Zuo Jianqing seemed very
excited , he still hadn't ejaculated after nearly half an hour of Xiaolongnu's efforts. Xiaolongnu thought to herself that his stamina
was much better than Guo'er's! Suddenly, Xiaolongnu imagined how
pleasurable . This thought made her body even hotter. Fortunately, Zuo Jianqing was focused on enjoying himself and didn't
notice the changes in Xiaolongnu's expression. Zuo Jianqing's large penis kept pounding against her throat, making the beautiful woman a little suffocated, but
she didn't ask him to slow down. She even moaned softly, "Mmm...mmm...ah...cough...mmm...mmm..."
Zuo Jianqing was pleased with Xiaolongnu's reaction, which seemed like both pain and pleading. Xiaolongnu quickened her pace, sucking and swallowing his
large glans... She had been sucking him for over half an hour, and her teeth were aching from the sucking, but Xiaolongnu showed no
intention of letting go of his penis.
Zuo Jianqing squeezed and pinched Xiaolongnu's plump breasts hard, leaving
red marks on her fair and tender skin. His firm buttocks twitched irregularly, and Xiaolongnu knew that Zuo Jianqing was about to lose control...
The beautiful woman let out a deep breath, her alluring eyes fixed on Qing'er as he swallowed and spit out his large penis. Her fingertips quickened, kneading his testicles and
inserting her fingers into his anus.
Zuo Jianqing cried out, "Ah...howl...howl howl...ah...ya..."
His beautiful face flushed with excitement, the glans glistening with saliva, so lewd and
sexy . After a few more minutes of sucking, Zuo Jianqing's lust almost exploded in Xiaolongnu's mouth, waves of
pleasure surging from his penis.
"Uh...howl...howl howl...ah...ya..." Zuo Jianqing moaned comfortably, "Master is doing
so well, I'm about to cum." Xiaolongnu also felt the pulsating glans in her mouth, and quickly began to stroke the glans even faster
, licking the urethral opening with her tongue. Her hands moved faster and faster, and after nearly a hundred
rapid swallows and strokes, Zuo Jianqing suddenly straightened his upper body, pressing his hands against Xiaolongnu's head, his buttocks
thrusting up and down rapidly. She knew he couldn't hold on any longer; it was his final sprint!
Xiaolongnu's sucking and spitting were almost frantic, accompanied by the "sizzling" sound of her red lips rubbing against his large penis.
Zuo Jianqing couldn't hold back any longer, "Master... Qing'er can't take it anymore... ah..."
Xiaolongnu's left and right hands, which were respectively stroking the middle and base of his large penis, simultaneously felt the man's vas
deferens rapidly expanding! "Great, he's about to ejaculate, but I can't let him ejaculate into my mouth, that would be incredibly embarrassing
." She subconsciously thought, while frantically sucking on the large glans with her mouth, and using her right thumb to tightly pinch the
vas deferens at the base of the huge penis, while her left hand reached down to the man's crotch, gently kneading his testicles.
At this critical moment, Zuo Jianqing's climax was abruptly stopped, but his large penis grew even thicker.
Xiaolongnu hurriedly spat out the penis, turned her head away, and released her right thumb. Zuo Jianqing let out a low roar, and
a large, extremely powerful stream of semen spurted out. Fortunately, she dodged in time, preventing the semen from entering her mouth, but
a continuous stream of semen sprayed onto her clothes and hair. Suddenly, a
stream of scalding semen sprayed onto the corner of Xiaolongnu's mouth, and she couldn't help but cry out, "Ah..." As soon as she opened
her mouth, another stream of scalding semen sprayed directly into her mouth. The stinging sensation of this sticky, fishy spray
made her shudder, and she instinctively swallowed the semen. A wave of fluid gushed from her lower body, and
she could no longer support herself, collapsing onto the pile of grass.
Both lay there exhausted. After a long while, Zuo Jianqing began to snore. Xiaolongnu raised her head and saw that Zuo Jianqing
's enormous penis was half-erect, and her body was covered in traces of semen. Thinking of what had just
happened, she felt extremely ashamed. She quietly got up, went to the stream beside the cave to bathe, clean herself,
wash her clothes, and dry them with her palm before putting them on.
Back in the cave, she felt embarrassed again, but upon reflection, she realized what had happened was done and she could only accept it. Fortunately,
she hadn't lost her virginity, but the near miss still left her feeling somewhat frightened. As an elder, she should guide
Qing'er, preventing him from telling anyone. Most importantly, Qing'er was young and vigorous, with a strong libido; she couldn't let such
a thing happen again. With this thought, she entered the cave.
Zuo Jianqing was now awake, dressed, and sitting there lost in thought. Seeing this, Xiaolongnu asked, "
Qing'er, what are you thinking about?" Zuo Jianqing stammered, "I was thinking about how
comfortable That moment was the happiest time of my life." Xiaolongnu said affectionately, "Qing'er,
what we did just now was wrong. Luckily, we didn't make a big mistake. Don't think about it anymore. Just pretend nothing
happened. Don't mention it in front of outsiders, and don't do it again."
Zuo Jianqing's eyes darted around, knowing he should play the long game. He pretended to regret it and said, "Qing'er knows Master is in pain.
I regret disrespecting you, but I still want to thank Master for giving me such a pleasurable experience." Xiaolongnu went over
and patted Zuo Jianqing's... He said, "Qing'er, it's good that you understand, but don't blame yourself. This was all caused by you sucking out the snake venom for your master
. Your master won't blame you, and we'll never mention this again."
For the next three days, nothing more happened between them. Xiaolongnu spent her days meditating and healing, with Zuo Jianqing
carefully attending to her, making no unreasonable demands. He knew Xiaolongnu was pure of heart, and such a rare
woman needed to be slowly tamed; it couldn't be rushed…
Chapter Five: The Way Fades, the Demon Grows.
Xiaolongnu's power had soon fully recovered, and the two planned to set off for Xiangyang. Today was the second day of the martial arts tournament, and they had run out of horses, so they had to use their lightness skills to travel day and night.
On the fourth day of the martial arts tournament, at noon, the two finally arrived in Xiangyang. Entering the city, they found it bustling and prosperous, a scene of peace and prosperity. Xiaolongnu couldn't help but sigh. In these chaotic times, when people suffered greatly, Xiangyang City, under the rule of Guo Jing and his wife, remained prosperous and thriving. No wonder they enjoyed the people's support.
The Guo residence was not far away, and the two hurried over. Upon arriving, they found the area desolate, with no one guarding the gate. They exchanged a glance, sensing something was wrong. They knocked on the door for a while, but no one answered. They knew something must have happened. They had no choice but to use their martial arts skills to scale the wall and enter. They found
no one inside, but faintly heard voices coming from the main hall. They quickly went to the hall, and the scene before them shocked them. Hundreds of people lay on the ground, a dark mass. Upon closer inspection, they were all martial arts figures, many of whom the two knew. Almost all the elites of the righteous path were here, yet their faces were dark with fear, their spirits low. Some sat on the ground, others lay on the ground, some groaning, seemingly suffering from severe internal injuries. The two, upon entering, seemed too weak to even lift their eyes to look at them, let alone greet them.
They walked through the crowd, seeing along the way the elders of the Beggars' Sect, Guo Fu of the Guo family, the brothers Da Wu and Xiao Wu, and the leaders and elders of prestigious sects like Shaolin and Wudang. The two grew increasingly horrified. Who could have injured so many masters? Could it be the Demonic Sect? Did they possess such power?
Suddenly, three people emerged from the inner room. The first one said, "Qing'er, you're back. Miss Long has also arrived." This man, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, and a deep voice, was none other than Guo Jing, the Northern Hero. The two behind him were none other than Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Botong, two of the most reclusive and top-tier martial arts masters of the time. When Xiaolongnü saw the three of them, Zhou Botong jumped up and chuckled, "It's you, girl! Why are you alone? Where's that rascal Yang Guo?" Xiaolongnü then recounted how Yang Guo went into seclusion and how the two of them were ambushed on their journey, omitting, of course, their master-disciple relationship and their behavior in the cave.
It turned out that martial arts practitioners had received the invitation to join the heroes, and the elites of the righteous path had all rushed over. On the day of the gathering, the heroes were filled with righteous indignation. In order to resist the Demonic Sect, they decided to elect a leader of the martial arts alliance. The gathering elected Guo Jing as the leader of the Southern martial arts alliance and Linghu Chong as the leader of the Northern martial arts alliance, to command the heroes and prepare for a major battle against the Demonic Sect. Unexpectedly, the food and wine served that night were poisoned by the Demonic Sect. The next day, the poison took effect, and everyone lost all their internal energy and their minds gradually became blurred. Only Guo Jing and his wife, Linghu Chong and his wife, and a few women were not poisoned. Guo Jing and Linghu Chong were immune to all poisons, and Huang Rong and Ren Yingying, who led a few women to prepare food and wine, were also spared. However, at this time, Xiang Wentian, the Left Envoy of the Demonic Sect, led one monster and four evil spirits of the Demonic Sect and a large number of followers. The few of them fought desperately, but they were outnumbered and on the verge of being wiped out, Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Botong arrived and repelled the powerful enemy.
However, upon learning that the poison inflicted upon them was "Immortal's Powder," with no antidote and that they would die within three months from festering sores, Huang Yaoshi, in despair, conceived a secret formula: using a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum) or a thousand-year-old Tian Shan snow lotus as a medicinal guide to create an antidote capable of curing all poisons in the world. However, these two herbs were extremely rare and difficult to find. Linghu Chong and his wife volunteered to go to Tian Shan to find the snow lotus, while Huang Yaoshi remembered a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu on the back mountain of Peach Blossom Island and ordered Huang Rong to collect it. The remaining masters stayed behind to care for everyone and prevent further attacks from the Demonic Cult.
Xiaolongnu's heart was heavy upon hearing this. She said, "The Demonic Sect is attempting to overthrow the righteous path of our martial world. We, as chivalrous individuals, cannot sit idly by and wait for our doom. Please, Great Hero Guo, do not hesitate to give your orders. I will go through fire and water without hesitation." Guo Jing looked troubled. Huang Yaoshi said, "We have been discussing this these past few days. The 'Immortal Powder' was concocted by Fang Lin, the 'Divine Hand' of the Demonic Sect. If we can find him, perhaps we can find a way. According to our inquiries, he frequently operates in Yangzhou, but we cannot leave here." Xiaolongnu said, "I understand. I will rush over immediately. I must find this [powder] no matter what." "If only Guo'er were here," Guo Jing said. "
That Fang Lin is highly skilled in martial arts. How can I trust you, a woman?" Xiaolongnu resolutely replied, "The rise and fall of the nation is the responsibility of every citizen. As Guo'er's wife, I must fulfill his duty." Guo Jing sighed and said, "Now that things have come to this, this is the only way. Qing'er, accompany the heroine on this journey. It will be good to have someone to look after you along the way." Zuo Jianqing was overjoyed to hear this. This was a golden opportunity. He quickly replied, "Qing'er obeys!" Without delay, the two set off immediately, preparing two fast horses and galloping towards Yangzhou. Watching the two depart, Guo Jing sighed deeply. He wondered whether their journey would be auspicious or perilous. There was also Linghu Chong and his wife. The journey to Tianshan was long, but with the two of them together, there should be nothing to worry about. What worried him most was Rong'er. Although she was clever and mischievous, she was all alone. Over the years, she had shared his burdens and helped him through difficulties, yet he hadn't allowed her to have a peaceful life. He couldn't help but feel guilty...
"Clop clop..." A beautiful woman in yellow rode a small red horse galloping along the riverbank. She was thirty-two years old, but looked like she was in her early twenties. She was covered in dust, but it couldn't hide her elegant and noble air. Her beauty was breathtaking. This person was Huang Rong. She was heading to Peach Blossom Island. Traveling day and night, she had now reached the outskirts of Mo Ling City. After crossing a deep sea, she would reach Peach Blossom Island.
In a short while, Huang Rong arrived at a ferry crossing and saw a small boat moored there. She called out, "Boatman, a customer has arrived! Come out and greet him!" A boatman in his forties, with dark skin, emerged from the cabin. Seeing a beautiful woman before him, he swallowed hard and asked, "Madam, are you going out to sea? Where are you going?" Huang Rong replied, "Indeed, I'd like to charter your boat to Peach Blossom Island. Would you be willing to go?" The boatman looked troubled and said, "The sea has been rough lately, making navigation difficult. If we set off now, we won't arrive until noon tomorrow. There's a constant risk of running aground and capsizing along the way, and no one in the vicinity dares to go." "Madam, you'll be gone in ten days or half a month. Once the weather improves, someone will be able to take you there.
" Huang Rong's eyes darted around, and she said pitifully, "Boatman, I really have an urgent matter. Look, I only have thirty taels of silver left. Could you please take me there for the sake of a young woman like me? This silver will be your fare." The boatman saw the gleaming silver and swallowed hard, thinking to himself, "My goodness, thirty taels! I can't earn that much in a year! With my experience, it shouldn't be a problem." So he hurriedly said, "Seeing that you seem to be in a real hurry, I'll risk my life to give you a ride. Come on aboard."
Huang
Rong entered the cabin, secretly smiling to herself. It was all for the silver. The cabin was spacious and clean, and she figured she would be sleeping there tonight, which would be quite comfortable. The boatman untied the tow rope, started rowing, and the boat began to move slowly.
Before long, the ship had moved far from the dock and was sailing on the azure sea. Huang Rong stepped out of the cabin and stood at the stern, enjoying the cool sea breeze and gazing at the vast, shimmering ocean. Her heart was filled with joy, and the troubles of the past few days were temporarily forgotten as she savored this moment of relaxation.
Soon, dusk fell, and the wind picked up, forcing Huang Rong to return to the cabin. The experienced boatman skillfully maneuvered the small boat in the twilight, managing to navigate the journey without major incident.
Two more hours passed, and as night deepened, the wind and waves intensified. The boatman said, "Madam, we cannot proceed now. The wind and waves are too strong; the ship could easily run aground. I see a visible reef ahead; let's anchor there." Huang Rong replied from inside the cabin, "Yes, thank you for your hard work, boatman. We'll rest here tonight."
Ahead were several piles of rocks, much higher than the sea level. The boatman steered the ship into the rocky area and dropped the anchor. Nestled among several high rocks, the boat was perfectly sheltered from the wind. While the wind howled outside, the waters here remained calm and tranquil – a very comfortable spot. Huang Rong secretly praised the boatman's experience and prepared to sleep. The boatman, wearing a fur coat, was also taking a nap at the bow.
The cabin was warm, and Huang Rong lay down fully clothed, closed her eyes, and prepared for a good night's sleep. She vaguely felt her breasts swell. Huang Rong thought to herself, "Oh no, why now of all times?" After giving birth to Guo Polu and Guo Xiang, Huang Rong was too busy with her own affairs to entrust the children to wet nurses. However, her own milk supply was plentiful, and sometimes the engorgement became unbearable, requiring her to express it manually. Surprisingly, even though Polu was already two years old, for some reason, Huang Rong's milk hadn't dried up. Every few days, her breasts would swell, and Huang Rong would secretly express it herself. She was ashamed to tell anyone, not even Guo Jing knew. Because the two were busy and neglected their marital relations, and because Guo Jing was careless, this secret remained only known to Huang Rong.
Huang Rong looked around and noticed several wooden bowls and cups in the corner of the cabin, presumably the boatman's utensils. She crawled over and picked out the largest cup, thinking, "I'll use this. The boatman shouldn't come in without my call."
Huang Rong unbuttoned her bra, revealing her proud breasts, which appeared even more abundant due to the overflowing milk. Although she was embarrassed, she couldn't bear the swelling. She held the cup in her left hand, bringing it to one breast, and squeezed with her right.
She grasped the base of her breast with her small hand, slowly moving it towards the nipple, gradually increasing the pressure. Milky white milk slowly flowed out and fell into the cup. However, Huang Rong's breasts were so large that she could only grasp a portion with one hand, making it difficult to squeeze effectively. She squeezed for a long time without getting much milk out.
Suddenly, Huang Rong had a brilliant idea. She placed the cup on the deck, knelt down, bent over, and squeezed one breast with both hands. Even so, it was very strenuous, but the milk flowed much more smoothly than before. She pressed her breast against the rim of the cup, squeezing hard. Each time she slightly lifted herself up, the cup seemed to draw in a suction force. Noticing this, Huang Rong pressed down even harder, as if trying to squeeze her entire breast into the cup.
As the milk trickled out, Huang Rong felt incredibly relaxed. She continued this process, expressing from her left breast to her right, her body feeling increasingly refreshed. The stimulation of the foreign object in her breasts gave her a subtle pleasure, urging her to squeeze harder against the rim of the cup. After a while, she filled the cup to the brim. Huang Rong was exhausted and drenched in sweat. She stood up, sighed, and adjusted her bra, feeling light as a feather.
Huang Rong looked at her masterpiece, a cup of milky white liquid steaming. This was fresh human milk! Usually, the milk she expressed was given to Po Lu. Was she going to drink it herself today? It would warm her up, but drinking her own milk felt awkward. She simply couldn't bring herself to drink it. It seemed she would have to throw it away
.
Just then, a cough came from outside, a sound caused by the cold. Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. It was such a waste to throw it away; she could give it to the boatman to drink, to fill his stomach and warm him. But to let such an old man drink her milk? She blushed. After some hesitation, she thought of herself as a woman of the martial world, and him as a simple boatman. Why bother with formalities? As long as she didn't tell him the truth, it would be fine. Thinking about it, she found it amusing and secretly made a face.
The boatman reached out and took the cup. It was warm to the touch, and he was quite surprised. He said, "Madam, what... what is this? Why is it still warm?" Huang Rong blushed with embarrassment. Fortunately, the candlelight in the cabin was dim. She whispered, "Boatman, don't ask any more questions. Just drink it. Would I harm you?" The boatman dared not ask any more questions and quickly said, "Madam, you are too kind. Thank you, Madam." He then picked up the cup and drank it down in large gulps.
Huang Rong's heart pounded as she watched the boatman drink every last drop of her breast milk, her face flushing again. The boatman wiped his lips and said gratefully, "Thank you for your kindness, Madam. The milk is very delicious. I feel much warmer now. If Madam has no further instructions, I will take my leave." Seeing Huang Rong nod, the boatman left the cabin.
After a long while, Huang Rong's heart finally calmed down. She lay on her back on the bedding, closed her eyes, but couldn't sleep. She thought about the importance of this mission; the lives of the righteous heroes rested on her shoulders, and no mistakes could be tolerated. Was the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu still there? The Demonic Sect had many henchmen; even if she found it, could she successfully bring it to Xiangyang? Thinking about it, she recalled the battle with the Mongol army, and then her beloved child, Po Lu. Po Lu, Po Lu—when would they finally succeed in defeating the enemy?
Her thoughts were in turmoil. One moment, the image of herself milking the cow flashed through her mind, then the absurd image of the boatman drinking her milk. Later, she even imagined herself naked with Jing-gege, and couldn't stop herself from indulging in the sensation, until her face flushed, her heart pounded, her body felt hot, and her hand unconsciously slipped into her trousers, feeling a slight dampness. She
was usually too busy with military affairs to share a room with Jing-gege in a long time; she couldn't even remember how long it had been, it seemed to have been since the birth of Po-lu. Huang Rong was in her prime, burdened with military, martial arts, and family matters. Rarely did she have such a moment of solitude and boredom, and she couldn't help but toss and turn, her desires stirring.
Chapter Six: The
Rising Tide of the Azure Sea. The night wind howled across the sea; even in the sweltering summer, it felt like winter. The boatman, used to this, sat at the bow, wrapped in a fur coat, the lingering fragrance of the hot milk still on his lips. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out how the warm liquid had entered his wooden cup. Was this lady a fairy descended from heaven? Unable to understand, he simply stopped thinking about it. Leaning against the mast, he felt the night was exceptionally cold, and his body shivered involuntarily. Inside the cabin, however, it was warm as spring, but Huang Rong was also shivering, not from the cold, but from the heat. Her left hand caressed her breast, but she dared not use too much force, for fear that the milk would spill out. Even so, there were still two wet marks on her chest. Her right hand had already reached down to her genitals, her fingers sliding in her vulva, but her desire only grew stronger.
Huang Rong had only masturbated once, twenty years ago, and regretted it afterwards. She had always considered such a thing a lewd act, unbecoming of her status, so she had never done it again. Was she going to do it a second time today? Absolutely not, she didn't want to become a harlot.
She suppressed her burning desire, circulated her internal energy, and soon felt much better. She took a deep breath, but felt her breasts swell uncomfortably again. What was wrong? Was it because of lust? Helpless, she got up again, picked up the wooden cup, unbuttoned her clothes, and milked again.
Squeezing her breasts with the cup again felt completely different. Each squeeze was incredibly pleasurable; the harder she squeezed, the more comfortable it felt, though her body gradually grew hot. After a while, Huang Rong simply picked up the cup, forcefully tilted it over her breasts, and then quickly pulled it away, making a "bang" sound. A stream of milk gushed out under the powerful suction, splashing into the cup. A strong wave of pleasure surged through her body, making her groan involuntarily, and a gush of fluid welled up from her lower body.
Huang Rong couldn't resist picking up another cup, pressing both cups against her breasts simultaneously… She sucked like this, milk gushing out in streams, pleasure constantly assaulting her, leaving her breathless. The air was filled with the "bang bang" sounds, and she completely forgot about the boatman's presence.
Two and a half cups were already filled… Suddenly, Huang Rong felt a cold wind. Looking up, she saw the curtain had been lifted, and by the candlelight, she saw the boatman's astonished face. Startled, Huang Rong's hand trembled, and the milk in the two cups spilled onto the floor.
The boatman, realizing what had happened, hurriedly retreated from the cabin, saying, "Madam, please don't be offended. I… I just heard a noise… and… it wasn't intentional." After a long while, still hearing no reply from Huang Rong, he dared not utter another sound. His heart pounded with anxiety; the scene he had just witnessed lingered in his mind: her snow-white, full breasts, Huang Rong's dazed expression, the splashed milk—could it be that what he had drunk earlier was…? Thinking this, the boatman couldn't help but feel excited.
Inside the cabin, Huang Rong was on the verge of tears, inwardly blaming herself for her carelessness. How could she, a dignified heroine, ever face anyone again? The boatman not only knew he had just drunk her breast milk, but he would also think she was a harlot. What should she do? No, she had always been upright and honest in her travels; she had to explain herself to him. Having made up her mind, Huang Rong took a deep breath and said, "Boatman, please come in and talk." The boatman meekly entered the cabin, but lowered his head, not daring to speak. Seeing his expression, Huang Rong remained composed and said, "Boatman, what you just witnessed was a helpless act of mine." Seeing that he dared not respond, she continued, "After giving birth, for some reason, my milk has never stopped flowing. Every time it gets painfully engorged... I have to..." Huang Rong's shy voice grew softer and softer, "Please don't be offended, boatman. I will naturally compensate you for soiling your cup."
Hearing her gentle words, the boatman felt relieved and quickly waved his hand, saying, "Madam, you flatter me... It's not soiling... It's not soiling." He was somewhat incoherent, "Madam, please rest. I'll take my leave."
Huang Rong said, "Boatman, you've worked hard. It's cold outside, but the cabin is spacious. Please rest inside." As soon as the words left her mouth, she immediately regretted them. Although she was a person of the martial world and didn't care about formalities, it was still inappropriate for a lone man and woman to be alone in a room.
The boatman was flattered, but also seemed afraid of the cold outside the cabin. He said, "Won't this disturb you, Madam?" It was too late for Huang Rong to regret it now, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "Of course not, please make yourself at home, boatman."
The
cabin was quite spacious, enough for five or six people to lie side by side. After extinguishing the candles, Huang Rong and the boatman each slept on one side, close to the wooden planks. After what had just happened, Huang Rong found it even harder to fall asleep. The boatman soon became even-breathing, seemingly asleep. After some time, Huang Rong gradually became sleepy. Just then, she heard the boatman get up and leave the cabin. A moment later, she heard the sound of running water. Huang Rong's face flushed; she knew the boatman was urinating. Soon after, the boatman returned to the cabin and this time lay down beside Huang Rong.
Huang Rong's heart pounded. How could this be? He was probably half-asleep and had forgotten she was there. The boatman's heavy breathing was right next to her ear, his hot breath brushing against her neck. She felt disgusted but helpless.
After a while, the boatman turned over, his body pressed tightly against Huang Rong's, his arm wrapped around her waist. Huang Rong lay on her back, squeezed into a small space by him. She was secretly angry: "Is he even asleep? How can he be so rude?"
For a long time, Huang Rong was pressed against his warm body. She was both annoyed and amused. She had never imagined sleeping so close to such a vulgar boatman like a married couple, yet she couldn't get away. Her beloved Guo Jing slept like this, only sometimes naked. Scenes of her lovemaking with Guo Jing flashed through Huang Rong's mind, and her body grew hot again, her breathing becoming heavy involuntarily.
She suddenly realized that the person next to her wasn't her Jing-gege. But what would happen if she were naked and embracing this person? Sigh, what am I thinking? Huang Rong blushed and dared not think about it anymore. But images of her making love kept flashing through her mind. At first, the man was Guo Jing, but after a while, it turned into this boatman. Thinking of her full, mature body intertwined with the naked boatman, her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She quickly changed the man to Guo Jing, but then it turned back into the boatman.
The image lingered in her mind, and Huang Rong's desire surged once more. At that moment, the boatman's hand moved, caressing her abdomen through her clothes. Huang Rong gasped, her heart pounding. He wasn't asleep after all—that lecherous fellow! What should she do? Should she confront him? But she needed him to get back to Peach Blossom Island; how could she let him back down?
Before she could even consider it, his large hand slipped inside her clothes. The contact of real skin made Huang Rong's pores stand on end, and she involuntarily gasped. The swelling in her breasts intensified, as if yearning for the touch of a foreign object.
The hand quickly moved upwards, grasping Huang Rong's full, proud breasts and squeezing hard. A gush of milk, long held back, welled up from her nipples. Caught off guard, Huang Rong was overwhelmed by a powerful release. Her body trembled, and she let out a soft moan.
The boatman abruptly rolled over and pressed himself against Huang Rong's body, tearing off her bra with his other hand. He then climbed onto her other breast, forcefully squeezing out two streams of milk that flowed down her nipples. "Ah...you're so bold...ah..." Huang Rong cried out softly. The boatman replied, "Madam is feeling uncomfortable, so let me do the work and milk you." He then lowered his head and began licking away the milk flowing from her snow-white breasts.
After cleaning them, the boatman opened his mouth and took Huang Rong's already hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking on it like a baby. Huang Rong felt her nipple being sucked by a pair of warm, soft lips. With each opening and closing of those lips, the long-suppressed milk gushed out like a flood bursting its banks. Her mind went blank, an electric current coursing through her body from her nipples. A throbbing sensation welled up in her vagina, and she gasped for breath, like a thirsty fish. Milk flowed continuously from her body, a feeling she had never experienced before. The intense desire that surged within her was irresistible; her body trembled uncontrollably, and she moaned weakly, "Mmm...no...please...stop...mmm," her body twisting uncontrollably, her breasts heaving.
This ugly adult was vulgarly suckling at her snow-white, full breasts, drinking her milk, the constant "tsk tsk" sucking sounds filling her ears. Huang Rong was filled with shame, yet strangely, she found it incredibly pleasurable. Years of suppressed desire, like this gushing milk, erupted in an instant.
The boatman's right hand slid down Huang Rong's smooth, white body, into her crotch, probing her sacred paradise, which was already soaked and wet. His fingers caressed her full, fleshy vulva, and Huang Rong trembled with excitement. It hadn't been touched for years, yet the feeling was so familiar. "Please...don't...touch there...oh..." As his fingers began to slide over her clitoris, Huang Rong could no longer resist. "Ah..." Her buttocks throbbed, and her long-treasured vaginal fluid gushed from her vulva, as exquisite as fine aged wine. The long-awaited orgasm made her feel intoxicated, and she let out a weeping moan, her body convulsing uncontrollably. The boatman's large hands, wet with the juices, clearly felt Huang Rong's change. He was so excited he felt an urge to ejaculate. "Madam...you're so fast...you've even wet my hands...you're really horny." With
such a beautiful woman beneath him, displaying such wantonness, any man would find it irresistible. The boatman rolled over and began to undress, urgently saying, "I'm so old and still have no children. That wife is useless; I've truly failed my ancestors. Madam, please give me a son!"
Huang Rong's climax was gradually subsiding when she heard such absurd words. Her lust vanished instantly, and reason returned. Thinking of the humiliation she had just suffered, she was consumed by rage. She slapped him across the face, the force of the blow sending the boat swaying violently. "You lecherous devil, keep dreaming! Who wants to bear you a son?" Huang Rong snapped.
The boatman had only undressed halfway, his heart pounding with the thought of soon enjoying the beautiful woman, when suddenly she changed her expression and became so fierce. Knowing she was skilled in martial arts and he was no match for her, he could only apologize dejectedly, "Madam, I couldn't control myself for a moment, please don't be offended."
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"Roll him out!" Huang Rong was furious; her chastity had almost been ruined by this lecherous man. The boatman dared not delay, and scrambled out of the cabin, heading to his mast. He sat there, secretly angry. This woman was strange; she had just tasted the sweetness, and in the blink of an eye, she turned ruthless, playing the role of a chaste and virtuous woman. He looked down at his still sticky hands, the remaining liquid glistening in the bright moonlight…
Chapter Seven: A Face and a Peach Blossom Reflect Each Other's Redness.
For a long time, Huang Rong lay there dejectedly, her heart filled with lingering fear. If she hadn't realized what had happened in time, she would have lost her chastity. But the way that lecherous man had treated her was shameful enough. If she hadn't stopped him, what would the cabin be like now? Thinking of this, an image of a naked man and woman making love flashed before her eyes, and her face flushed. The feeling of her climax was still vivid. She felt responsible for not stopping him sooner. Had she been suppressing herself for too long? Or was she just naturally promiscuous, enjoying being violated by men… Her groin and breasts still felt damp… Lost in these thoughts, Huang Rong gradually drifted off to sleep. Knowing the boatman was cowardly and incompetent, and wouldn't dare come in again, she slept peacefully.
The next morning, Huang Rong woke groggily, feeling the boat rocking. She knew the boatman was moving. Remembering the previous night, her face still reddened. She hated the boatman, but knowing she would have to rely on him on this vast ocean, she felt helpless and could only try to see him as little as possible to avoid embarrassment. So she closed her eyes again and gradually fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, the violent rocking of the ship woke Huang Rong. The ship had stopped, and just as she was about to go out to see what was happening, she heard the boatman's hesitant voice: "Madam, please proceed. We have arrived at Peach Blossom Island." Huang Rong's spirits lifted, and she rushed out impatiently. A refreshing sea breeze caressed her face, tossing her hair. Looking up, she was stunned by the familiar beauty before her. It was the season for peach blossoms to bloom, and the island was filled with peach trees, their petals falling like rain, their fragrance filling the air, truly a paradise on earth. How familiar that scent was! Memories flooded her mind. After so many years, she had finally returned to this place where she had once lived carefree. The gloom in Huang Rong's heart vanished, and a childlike smile appeared on her face, as if the old Huang Rong had returned. Huang Rong was in high spirits and said gently to the boatman, "Boatman, please come ashore with me." She thought about how the boatman had offended her the night before and must be terrified. If she left him on the boat, he might sail away. The sea was rough, and she had no experience sailing; even if she obtained the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, she wouldn't be able to deliver it to Xiangyang in time. Thinking of her important mission, she suddenly felt that the boatman had become a key figure, and she should reassure him. Great things are not bound by trivialities; although she was still angry, she had to temporarily put aside the matter of the previous night. The boatman looked somewhat fearful and said, "I'd better wait here for you, Madam. The island is full of traps; be careful, Madam. One wrong step and you'll lose your life."
Huang Rong smiled inwardly. He didn't know she was the mistress of this island. She hadn't wanted to reveal her identity, but to dispel his fear, she had to tell him. So she smiled and said, "Boatman, to be honest, I am the daughter of the Peach Blossom Island Master. I've lived here since childhood and know the terrain like the back of my hand. Even with my eyes closed, I wouldn't make a mistake." The boatman exclaimed in astonishment,
"
Madam, are you Lady Huang? I saw you once decades ago when I came to Peach Blossom Island with my grandfather. You were already in your twenties then. Although we look very alike, you are so young, how could that be?"
Huang Rong immediately recalled that when she left the island, she often took the boat of an old boatman. Once, the old boatman brought a five or six-year-old boy, saying he was his grandson. Could this be the boatman? She asked, "Is your grandfather Eunuch Li?"
The boatman knelt down in surprise and wept, "Lady Huang, you still remember me! I pay my respects to Lady Huang. Please forgive my ignorance. Your martial arts are unparalleled, so you will naturally remain young. It is truly a blessing I have accumulated over many lifetimes to see you again."
Time flies, and that little boy from back then was now nearly middle-aged. Huang Rong felt a surge of warmth and said gently, "Boatman, there's no need for such formality. Please rise."
The boatman refused to rise, bowing deeply and saying, "Please punish me, Miss Huang. You not only uphold justice in the martial arts world, but also guard Xiangyang alongside Hero Guo, protecting our home and country. Everyone in the world admires you. And last night, I actually... offended your pure body. I deserve to die nine times over for this sin." Hearing his sincerity, the last trace of resentment in Huang Rong's heart vanished. She bent down to help him up and said softly, "It's good that a true man knows his mistakes and can correct them. Boatman, there's no need to blame yourself. Please come with me to the island." The boatman was moved to tears and could not refuse. Huang Rong longed to return to her former home, but time was of the essence, and she couldn't afford to waste a moment. So, she led the boatman through the Peach Blossom Array, heading straight for the back mountain. This Peach Blossom Array concealed secrets of divination and escape techniques. Over the years, countless martial arts masters and enemies who came to investigate had lost their way within it, their bones exposed.
The boatman followed Huang Rong cautiously. Inside the array, the vibrant colors and swirling mists were dazzling, interspersed with the chirping of insects and birds, and the fragrant aromas made it seem like a paradise on earth. However, the occasional sight of piles of white bones beneath the beautiful peach trees was eerie and horrifying, instantly extinguishing any interest in the scenery. The boatman followed closely behind Huang Rong, afraid to take a wrong step, lest he too become one of those skeletons. After about an hour, the path suddenly opened up, revealing a large open space at the end of which was a stone... "It's still there! It's still there! We're saved!"
the boatman exclaimed in surprise. Looking up, the stone wall was quite peculiar. Most of it was covered in lush green weeds, except for a bare patch in the middle where a strange plant had sprung up out of nowhere. The plant was about the size of two fists, with sparse branches and leaves, and it even resembled a human figure. Upon closer inspection, they discovered another strange feature: two feet in front of this bare stone wall, there was another stone barrier over two zhang high, as transparent as glass. It covered the bare stone wall, explaining why nothing grew there.
The boatman said, "This looks like a he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum). Miss Huang, you want to pick it, right?" Huang Rong nodded slightly. The boatman continued, "But it's sealed inside this transparent stone barrier. How will you pick it, Madam?" Huang Rong said, "Go forward and take a closer look."
The boatman arrived in front of the transparent stone cover and noticed a small, round hole, narrower than the mouth of a bucket, about three feet directly above the He Shou Wu ( Polygonum multiflorum
)
. He asked, puzzled, "This hole is so narrow that only a child could fit through it, and an adult could only stick their arm in. But it's so far away; we can't reach it." Huang Rong explained, "This transparent stone cover was specially made by the craftsmen by my father, who cherished the He Shou Wu. This way, it can escape the damage of storms and rain without affecting its access to sunlight. That round hole is for ventilation and watering. The secret lies here." She then pressed a stone embedded in the wall beside her.
A loud rumbling sound followed, and the transparent stone wall moved, splitting into two pieces. The upper piece moved upwards, creating a crack more than a foot wide in the middle, dividing the round hole into two identical semicircles. Seeing the boatman staring in disbelief, Huang Rong laughed, "This is a mechanism made by the craftsmen; this way we can harvest it." Huang Rong stepped forward, bent down, and crawled into the lower half-circle. With her abdomen pressed against the half-foot-thick arc, the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum) was right before her eyes. Having nurtured it for so many years, it could finally be put to use. Overjoyed, she reached out to pick it. Suddenly, she smelled a fragrance quite different from the scent of peach blossoms, a fragrance that made her feel slightly dizzy. Looking closely, Huang Rong saw a plant growing behind the He Shou Wu, bearing several small, strikingly beautiful blue flowers.
Huang Rong suddenly remembered that this was a medicinal herb called "Mi Lan" (迷兰), cultivated by Huang Yaoshi. It was delicate and difficult to grow, hence it was also planted in a stone enclosure. This "Mi Lan" could induce hypnosis and anesthesia, causing hallucinations. It was commonly used to treat wounds to alleviate pain, but an excessive dose could be fatal; it was extremely potent.
Suddenly, Huang Rong heard another rumbling sound and felt a strong tremor in her body. She then found herself pressed against a cold stone wall. The upper half of the stone wall had collapsed, and the two semicircles had merged into a single circle, with her waist stuck in the hole. What could she do? Her waist was slender, so there was still some space. She tried to pull herself out, but when she reached her chest, her breasts were too large to fit through the narrow opening. She grabbed the wall with both hands, trying to squeeze in, but when she reached her buttocks, her large bottom prevented her from getting through. She was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat.
How could it have fallen? Had the mechanism malfunctioned over time? Just as she was thinking this, she heard the boatman say, "Miss Huang, I'm so sorry, I accidentally touched the switch."
Oh, that's it! She thought it had malfunctioned. Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and turned her head. Through the transparent stone wall, she saw that the boatman was indeed standing in front of the stone switch, one hand still on the stone. So she said, "Boatman, press the button again to move the stone wall."
The boatman responded, but after a while, there was no response. Huang Rong asked, "Did you press it?" The boatman didn't answer. Huang Rong was a little annoyed and turned to look. She saw the boatman standing there blankly, still not moving. Huang Rong thought to herself, "This boatman is really a blockhead, so slow to react."
Suddenly, she heard the boatman seem to be talking to himself, muttering, "If Miss Huang could give me a son, even death... would be worth it."
Hearing the boatman's words, Huang Rong's heart sank. She quickly said, "Boatman, stop talking nonsense and press the switch to let me out."
At this time, the boatman had already taken his hand off the stone, but he was still standing there dumbly. Huang Rong's heart was about to jump out of her chest. Now that her body was stuck in the stone wall, what would she do if he did something shameless? But Huang Rong didn't believe that the honest and upright man from before had suddenly become evil. She should remind him and awaken his conscience.
So she said, "Boatman, hurry up! The righteous heroes of the martial world all need this He Shou Wu; their lives depend on it. We can't waste any more time."
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The boatman finally spoke, gazing longingly, "Miss Huang, I was immediately captivated by your beauty when I first saw you. Although I was young then, I've never forgotten you. In the decades that followed, I never saw a woman more beautiful than you."
Huang Rong said urgently, "What nonsense are you spouting? I need to get back to Xiangyang as soon as possible to help Master Guo protect our country!" The boatman said, "Miss Huang, you've borne Master Guo three children, haven't you? It's good to have children. Have one for me too! My wife can't conceive, and my father is hoping I'll carry on the family line. I can't let him die with regrets. Didn't we almost get together last night? Miss, please let go...") "My heart, after our lovemaking, I'll immediately take you home, heroine. Nothing will be delayed. I don't even want the son; you and Master Guo can raise him."
Hearing his absurd words, Huang Rong was so anxious she almost cried. She shouted, "You madman! What a pipe dream!" The boatman seemed not to hear her, slowly approaching her. He saw her upper body embedded in the stone wall, her waist wedged into a round hole, her lower body exposed. The stone wall was very transparent, so it looked as if Huang Rong was leaning against it, her hands supporting her weight. Seeing her large, protruding buttocks, he couldn't help but swallow hard.
Two steps, one step, closer, he could almost touch her... He was overjoyed to see her high, full buttocks. Suddenly, Huang Rong kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying and crashing to the ground. Huang Rong cursed, "You lecherous scoundrel! How dare you lay a finger on me! You were never a good person when you were little, always eyeing me with those shifty eyes! Release me right now!" The boatman was
in excruciating pain, his brow furrowed as he struggled to his feet like a defeated rooster. Knowing he had failed, he was filled with despair and wept, saying, "Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is to have no offspring. How can I face my elderly father at home? I might as well die. Let me become a... ... "Just bones." He turned and walked straight into the Peach Blossom Formation. Huang Rong was frantic, not expecting things to turn out this way. She panicked; if he entered the formation, he would surely die. How could she get out? Her death didn't matter, but how many lives would be lost? She cried out, "Boatman, come back! Don't try to kill yourself! We can talk this over!" Her tone softened considerably.
The boatman turned around, delighted. "Did you agree, heroine?" Huang Rong thought to herself, realizing she had to appease him for now. Her eyes darted around, and she said, "When I get back, I'll arrange a marriage for you, so you can marry a beautiful woman and have as many children as you want."
The boatman said disappointedly, "I don't want anyone else, I just want to have a child with you, heroine. You've already had so many, what's one more with me?" Huang Rong almost fainted from anger, but forced back her rage, she said helplessly, "Fine, I'll agree, but let me go first." The boatman said, "Heroine has repeatedly defeated the Mongol army; everyone knows your extraordinary wisdom. Though I'm foolish, I won't fall for this." Even Huang Rong, usually so shrewd, was at a loss, and could only say, "What do you want?" The boatman said, "I just want to be intimate with you, heroine." Huang Rong angrily said, "You're dreaming!" The boatman was very frustrated, sighed, and turned to leave.
Huang Rong was terrified. Was she going to starve to death here? Was she going to disregard the lives of heroes for the sake of her chastity? Torn by this dilemma, tears welled up in her eyes. Losing her chastity was a small matter; the common people were more important. Her brother Jing would surely forgive her. It seemed she could only agree to him for now, using her body and wisdom to deal with this lecherous scoundrel; perhaps a miracle would happen.
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So she cried out, "Don't go, I promise you." The boatman said warily, "You won't kick me again, will you, heroine?" After a brief silence, Huang Rong's weak voice was almost a sob: "...No."
Chapter Eight: When Falsehood Becomes Reality, Truth Becomes Falsehood.
Over the decades, Huang Rong had experienced countless hardships, big and small. Each time, she managed to escape danger, thanks to her wit, and sometimes a bit of luck. Could she get through this safely? It seemed she was at her wit's end, feeling utterly helpless.
Huang Rong heard the boatman's footsteps trembling slightly as he approached, getting closer and closer until he was behind her. She didn't kick him again; she knew that wouldn't work. The boatman paused, and finding nothing amiss, seemed relieved. He tried placing a hand on her plump buttocks. Huang Rong... Her body trembled instinctively. Seeing that she hadn't been attacked, the boatman relaxed and reached out with both hands.
Huang Rong could clearly feel his hands trembling with excitement. His unrestrained caresses made her body tingle, and goosebumps rose on her skin. Just then, she heard a voice praising, "A woman who's had three children definitely has a different bottom. My wife's bottom is as thin as a stick." Hearing these vulgar words, Huang Rong felt indescribably uncomfortable and wronged. She bit her lip, remaining silent, afraid that she might lose control and kick out, ruining everything. At that moment, she deeply regretted bringing the boatman ashore, leading to this bitter outcome.
Huang Rong already felt ashamed of her position, but the boatman seemed unsatisfied. He gripped her slender waist and forcefully pulled her body until she was fully... Her breasts were stuck against the stone wall. "Ouch..." she cried out in pain, and the boatman stopped. But he had already pulled her body out quite a bit, and she knew her entire slender waist was exposed. The hole was low, making Huang Rong very uncomfortable, so she had to lower her waist, which made her plump buttocks stick out high.
Suddenly, Huang Rong felt a hot, fleshy hand on her slender waist. The boatman had actually put his hands under her clothes and was caressing her smooth skin. Then, she felt that rough body also come closer, pressing against her round buttocks. A hard thing pressed against her cleft, and she couldn't help but frown in embarrassment, her pretty face blushing.
Huang Rong endured the humiliation as those large hands roamed freely over her delicate body. Her breasts pressed tightly against the stone wall, and they swelled up, with a few drops of fluid seeping from her nipples. Suddenly, that warm body left. She felt a chill on her buttocks, and her body trembled. She knew the boatman had pulled down her pants, leaving them bunched at her knees. Her lower body was now completely exposed. Overwhelmed with shame, tears streamed down her face.
Huang Rong's plump, white buttocks were suddenly revealed, like two fleshy mounds. With a slight tremor, the soft flesh of her buttocks rippled like waves, seemingly enticing the boatman. The valley between them was even more alluring, the dark, full vulva fully exposed, the crevice shyly closed, with lush pubic hair hanging below, incredibly tempting.
The boatman, panting, grasped her plump, white buttocks and kneaded them continuously. "Heroine... is this really your buttocks... even more beautiful than I've imagined all these years... I can finally touch them with my own hands." Huang Rong wept, her heart filled with bitterness. So this was what he meant by his undying love for her.
"Heroine...I see your...fleshy vulva...may I touch it..." The boatman couldn't resist reaching out his finger and touching the alluring slit of her vulva. Huang Rong trembled, feeling deeply humiliated, and instinctively squeezed her legs together, closing her vulva tightly. But to the boatman, her labia appeared even thicker, the view inside the opening barely concealed, making it even more tempting. Because her legs were tightly pressed together, and with the boatman's caresses, Huang Rong lost her balance and could only try to maintain her equilibrium. As a result, her plump, white buttocks swayed in the wind. The boatman seemed unable to bear it any longer and began to pull down his pants, panting.
Huang Rong felt the boatman temporarily leave her body. Curious, she turned around and immediately blushed deeply. Through the transparent stone wall, she saw the genitals of a second man in her life, yet it was so different. The large, fleshy penis had bulging veins and was even longer than Guo Jing's. Thick, messy pubic hair extended all the way to her navel, exuding an endless wildness. Her heart pounded wildly.
She ... Overwhelmed with shame, she quickly turned her head away. Before she could even think, her plump buttocks were grabbed by those large hands again, and her vulva tightened as that hard thing pressed against her. She heard the boatman say, "Miss Huang... bear with it... I'm going to go in..."
Ah... was she about to lose her virginity? No, she had to stall for time and wait for a turning point. In a moment of quick thinking, Huang Rong cried out, "No... it will hurt... you... lick it first..." As soon as she said it, Huang Rong felt infinitely shy. She had actually said such lewd things to another man. But now she could only wait and see. When he was burning with desire and his guard was down, she would trick him into letting her go. Having made up her mind, she said again, "Don't be so... rough... it's still... still very dry down there..."
The boatman exclaimed with delight, "Miss Huang is right. Look how insensitive I am to a woman." Huang Rong then felt the boatman hurriedly pull off her clothes and trousers piled up at her knees, and her little boots were also removed and thrown aside. A lewd mouth kissed her smooth, jade-like thigh, the tingling sensation of its tongue licking her body sending shivers of disgust through her delicate frame .
The tongue showed no sign of stopping, roaming relentlessly over her alabaster skin, moving higher and higher… Finally, a breath of hot air sprayed onto her vulva, followed by a wet, soft tongue kissing her labia. Unable to bear the tingling, itchy stimulation, her body trembled uncontrollably, and tears of humiliation streamed down her face. The tongue, like
a venomous snake, was tenacious and powerful, licking everywhere—her plump buttocks, labia, pubic hair—and the sucking of her lips produced a series of "tsk tsk" sounds that constantly reached Huang Rong's ears. She felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her lower body, as if a thousand ants were crawling on it. Wherever the burning tongue licked, the tingling and itching lessened a little. She gritted her teeth, trying to control her emotions and resist this maddening feeling.
Huang Rong wished she could die immediately to escape all of this, but she knew that her body no longer belonged to her. She wasn't alone; the safety of the martial arts world was at stake. She couldn't die now. If she were to lose her virginity, the day the Demonic Sect was destroyed might be the day she had to commit suicide. Thinking of this, Huang Rong was already in tears. Her father and husband were both top figures of their time, and she had always been pampered and loved by them. Later, she followed her brother Jing in fighting demons and protecting the righteous, fighting on the battlefield, and was revered by all. She had always been high above everyone else. She never imagined that her pure and innocent body would be stuck in a stone cave, being used as a sex target by this ugly boatman, being ravaged at will. It was truly a cruel twist of fate.
The boatman was like a dog in heat, holding the plump, white target in front of him, licking it hungryly without the slightest fatigue. Looking at the most tempting cherry in the center of the target, he couldn't help but stick out his greedy tongue and lick it. "Ah..." Huang Rong cried out softly as if she had been electrocuted. The boatman took her clitoris into his mouth, his tongue constantly teasing it, as if he were savoring a delicious meal.
Huang Rong's eyebrows furrowed as she desperately tried to endure, but she couldn't resist the surging of her blood and the burning heat in her body. Her inner emotions were as turbulent as a volcano. Having been celibate for a long time, her most sensitive spot was now being licked by the boatman. Her noble body defied her will and could no longer withstand the teasing. Gushes of fluid seeped from her vulva. Under the intense stimulation, her plump, white buttocks swayed incessantly, and she let out uncontrollable moans, like sobs and lamentations.
She relaxed her tense nerves, her body became limp, and under the boatman's teasing, her vulva opened wide. Her smooth, jade-like skin was flushed and glistening with sweat, and her lower body was already covered in mud. She seemed to have abandoned her reserve, writhing her plump, white buttocks in rhythm with the boatman. Whether unable to resist the intoxicating sensations or deliberately trying to seduce him, she actually whispered in a soft, seductive voice, "Boatman... ah... licking me... feels so good... a little deeper... ah..."
Hearing Huang Rong's lewd moans, the boatman licked even more diligently, curling his tongue and pushing it deep into Huang Rong's vagina. "Ah..." Huang Rong's desire completely erupted, and she couldn't help but writhe her voluptuous body. In an instant, her vaginal fluids flowed uncontrollably. "You've made me... unable to take it... I really want... you to put it in... let me go... ah..."
Although Huang Rong had let go of her body, her desire was running high, and her vaginal fluids were flowing freely, this was just her plan. The boatman seemed somewhat dull-witted; she wanted to use her body's reactions to make him completely trust her, lower his guard, and release her from the stone wall. Once she regained her freedom, the boatman would be under her control. Those embarrassing words, though spoken out of helplessness, felt natural under the circumstances, half-true and half-false, yet they gave her a sense of indulgence.
Huang Rong thought the boatman was now completely infatuated with her and would obey her, so she continued to moan while waiting for his reaction. "Boatman... let me go... it's so uncomfortable being stuck here... I want you too..." Sure enough, upon hearing Huang Rong's words, the boatman lifted his head, which was buried deep in the fleshy object, a glistening line still connecting his mouth and buttocks, and panted, "My beauty is so lewd, I'll satisfy you right now." He stood up and walked towards the switch. Huang Rong tilted her head slightly and saw the boatman walk to the switch and press it. She was overjoyed, her heart pounding wildly.
Just as he was about to press the button, the boatman suddenly seemed to remember something. He shook his head blankly, slapped his forehead, and said, "That was close." He turned to Huang Rong with a silly grin and said, "Heroine, don't rush. It tastes even better this way. You've probably never tried it before. Why don't you give it a try?" After saying that, he walked over again, naked and ugly.
Hearing his words, Huang Rong's heart sank to the bottom. The hope that had just risen instantly vanished, and tears welled up in her eyes. She thought to herself, "Am I, Huang Rong, destined for this calamity?" A huge sense of despair and endless fear welled up in her heart.
The
footsteps grew closer and closer, and Huang Rong's fear deepened. Finally, the footsteps stopped behind her. "Slap, slap," the boatman slapped her buttocks twice, and her plump, white flesh rippled. The boatman said, "Heroine, your heart is full of love for the world, which I truly admire. Once you accomplish this good deed, I will immediately let you go out to save people. Please be good, heroine." After saying that, his hands climbed up Huang Rong's slender waist along her smooth skin. Huang Rong's slender waist was held tightly by the boatman, and she felt his hot, hard penis pressing against her vulva. Her heart bled; was she really going to lose her virginity? How could she face her husband and children afterward? Oh God, who would save her? Just then, she felt the hot penis begin to penetrate her. She desperately wiggled her plump buttocks, trying to stop the penis from entering her body, but the glans, aided by her overflowing vaginal fluid, had already slipped into her vulva, enveloped by her thick labia, and she couldn't shake it off.
Huang Rong could clearly feel the heat and slipperiness of the glans, shallowly embedded in her vulva, constantly stimulating her sensitive areas with her twisting movements, giving her a tingling, empty feeling. Gradually, with each twist, she heard the boatman let out an "oh," a sound of enjoyment. She suddenly realized that it was her vulva holding his glans, and this constant movement was actually stimulating him to pleasure. She stopped swaying, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, two tears sliding down her pretty cheeks. "Man is the butcher, I am the fish," she thought, realizing that losing her virginity was inevitable. She only hoped it would all end quickly.
The boatman, however, seemed in no hurry. His glans slowly rotated in the center of her vulva, making a "tsk tsk" sound with the lustful fluids. Huang Rong hadn't had sex for over a year, and was severely aroused. Now, this familiar, large penis, even bigger than any she had experienced before, hovered at the entrance of her vagina, seemingly about to penetrate, teasing her body to the point of being unable to move forward or backward, just like her current predicament. This feeling was driving her crazy. She felt disgusted, yet her vagina seemed to strongly crave the penetration of his penis. In an instant, it overflowed with desire, turning a drought into a flood.
Huang Rong gasped for breath, a low moan escaping her throat. Her delicate body was weak and powerless, not knowing when this agonizing torment would end. The boatman said, "My beauty, you can't take it anymore, can you? Beg me, and I'll satisfy you." Huang Rong, heartbroken, closed her eyes tightly, remaining silent as she endured the unbearable teasing.
Seeing her silence, the boatman finally couldn't resist any longer. He growled, "Heroine, I'm coming!" and with a thrust of his hips… "Swoosh!" His large penis, aided by the slippery fluids, broke through layers of soft flesh and slid in smoothly to the hilt. "Ah…" Huang Rong let out a heart-wrenching cry, a mixture of helplessness and relief. Finally inside her, the intensely full sensation deeply stimulated her. Her body trembled violently, and tears streamed down her face. In a barely audible voice, she cried out in anguish, "Brother Jing, Rong'er is so sorry…"
The boatman breathed a long, satisfied sigh. His large penis was deeply inserted into the body of his goddess, tightly gripped by the wet, soft flesh of her vagina. The feeling of satisfaction was indescribable; he almost couldn't help but ejaculate. He looked up at the sky and cried, "Great Hero Guo, I'm so sorry! You're fighting on the front lines, while I'm here fucking your sweet wife. I can only repay you by being your slave in my next life."
Huang Rong's chastity had been ruined by him. Hearing him utter such absurd words, she gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot, wishing she could kill this foolish devil with her own hands. But at this moment, she could only silently endure it, wishing she could lose consciousness and forget everything.
The boatman began to slowly thrust in and out, each time penetrating all the way in, causing Huang Rong's body to vibrate rhythmically. Huang Rong closed her eyes in despair, her heart filled with indescribable pain. She tried her best to endure the pain of being raped. She wished her body could be numb, but it was not to be. After all, she was a normal woman, and she hadn't been with a man for so long. The pleasure of sexual intercourse kept assaulting her body. With the boatman's continued thrusting, her pleasure grew stronger and stronger, and her vagina began to defy her will, with waves of love juice gushing from where they were joined.
As Huang Rong's love juices flowed out, the boatman's thrusting became increasingly smooth. Although Huang Rong's vagina, having given birth to several children, wasn't as tight as a young girl's, it was fuller and wetter, gripping his large penis perfectly. Each time the boatman's penis withdrew, the soft flesh inside her vagina would roll out, and when he thrust in again, he had to break through layers of slippery flesh. Lubricated by the love juices, the flow was smooth, yet there was also a strong, intense squeezing and friction sensation, making the boatman even more excited, instinctively increasing the speed of his thrusts.
Her
delicate body swayed back and forth in humiliation, tears flying, her breasts squeezed by the stone walls, milk flowing continuously, and the point of contact between their bodies made a "sizzling" sound. She could clearly feel that hot penis entering and exiting her body; that familiar pleasure gradually made her lose herself. As the thrusting gradually quickened, Huang Rong could no longer remain still, involuntarily swaying her snowy buttocks, letting out a sobbing moan, "Mmm...mmm...no...stop..."
The boatman, seemingly devoid of tenderness, gripped Huang Rong's plump buttocks and thrust vigorously, saying, "Your vagina is so juicy, it feels so good." Seeing no response, he added, "Huang Rong, am I alright? Is it as good as Guo Daxia's fucking?"
Huang
Rong, hearing his filthy words, was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground, but the sensation of being thrust into her was unbearable, driving her wild. Just as her lust intensified, the boatman suddenly increased his speed, each thrust penetrating deep into her core. "Slap, slap..." The boatman's lower abdomen slammed against her full, round buttocks, their genitals splattering with fluids, making a "sizzling..." sound.
"Ah...ah..." Huang Rong could no longer endure it, crying out loudly, her snow-white skin flushed red, sweat soaking her entire body. She couldn't help but sway her buttocks, completely indulging her body. The feeling was getting closer and closer, was it coming soon? She not only felt it herself, but was she really going to ejaculate on this ugly boatman? But at this moment, she really had an urge to release, and even hoped that his penis would be more powerful and strong as it penetrated her.
Hearing Huang Rong's lewd moans, the boatman became even more aroused. He lifted Huang Rong's thighs with both hands, making her body almost parallel to the ground, and continued thrusting like a cart. "Ah...no..." Huang Rong cried out in humiliation, but her body was suspended in the air, and the ecstatic sensation from her lower body made her feel as if she were flying.
"Miss Huang, this feels good, doesn't it? If you want to moan, then moan." The boatman laughed smugly, his penis was gripped even tighter this way. Huang Rong's vagina was like a gentle suction cup; every time he pulled his penis out, it would be sucked back in and warmly enveloped. Huang Rong was now completely out of control, her mature, snow-white body at the boatman's mercy, her breath coming incoherent gasps: "Oh... let go... please... pull it out... I can't take it anymore...
um..."
The boatman thrust in and out dozens more times, then suddenly forcefully spread Huang Rong's jade legs apart, almost pressing them into a straight line, and then began to rotate, actually flipping her delicate body over so she was lying on her back, her legs hoisted onto his shoulders, continuing to thrust forcefully. Huang Rong felt as if her body was being tossed about, the large penis also rotating inside her, the intense friction almost making her faint, and she couldn't help but spurt out another gush of fluid.
/ At this moment, Huang Rong's back supported her body, her full breasts still stuck in the stone wall. When she opened her eyes, she saw the boatman's ugly face and naked body through the stone wall, and her pair of snow-white jade legs were draped over his shoulders, extremely lewd, and she couldn't help but blush. The boatman thrust incessantly, his lower abdomen slapping against her body with each stroke. With each thrust, she felt the pleasure intensify. Her starry eyes narrowed, her hair flew wildly in the air, and she couldn't help but let out intoxicating moans. The boatman felt Huang Rong's juices flowing more and more, running down their point of contact to his legs and testicles, making his thrusts smoother. His penis, like a large oil cone, slid in and out of her vagina, making a continuous "sizzling" sound. Huang Rong felt the penis penetrating her body grow even thicker, each thrust stimulating her most sensitive spots. "Ah...oh...I can't take it anymore..." she cried out ecstatically, completely abandoning her composure.
The boatman felt the full flesh beneath him becoming softer and more relaxed, and her vagina growing increasingly hot, giving him the urge to ejaculate. He couldn't help but increase the force of his thrusts. "Mmm...ah..." Huang Rong could no longer withstand the intense intercourse. Her breathing suddenly quickened, and her sluice gates broke down during the fierce thrusting. Her vaginal fluids gushed out, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, her cunt convulsing and sucking at his penis in waves.
The boatman could not bear it either. With a deep growl, he thrust his penis deep into Huang Rong's mature body, his semen gushing out continuously, drenching Huang Rong's trembling flower core. "Ah...don't ejaculate inside...mmm..." Huang Rong cried out lewdly, scalded by the semen, and couldn't help but ejaculate profusely. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, and she swayed her snowy buttocks, indulging in the sensation of yin and yang intercourse. The couple, still climaxing, remained locked in a passionate embrace, panting heavily, their bodies convulsing… Long afterward, before Huang Rong could even descend from her peak, the boatman's lewd laughter rang in her ears: "Haha…you were quite lewd, heroine! This son of yours is definitely yours!" Huang Rong's face, still flushed, lazily opened her eyes and saw the boatman's狰狞 smile. She was instantly filled with shame, tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, the boatman said viciously, "I've come to see our son." He reached out and slashed open Huang Rong's stomach. Overwhelmed with fear and unbearable pain, Huang Rong instantly pulled a bloodied infant from her womb, the baby crying loudly. Huang Rong was incredulous and screamed in terror, while the boatman continued his maniacal grin.
Terrified, Huang Rong struggled desperately to her feet, but there was no resistance. She steadied herself and found herself standing before a stone wall, her clothes still intact, the crack in the wall clearly visible and unclosed. She looked back and saw the ugly boatman huddled innocently in the corner, his face filled with fear, seemingly stunned by what he had seen.
What was going on? Huang Rong felt her clothes were soaked with sweat, her lower body drenched, her underpants clinging uncomfortably to her body. She shook her head to clear her mind. Had she just dreamt it? But how could it be so vivid? She thought of the boatman, knowing he hadn't done anything, and asked, "Boatman, what did you see?" Seeing Huang Rong's normal expression, the boatman took a breath and stammered, "Miss Huang... just now, she seemed to have gone mad, crying and screaming. I tried to pull her away, but she kicked me... to the ground. I'm still in a lot of pain." Huang Rong
was
completely bewildered. She must have had a terrible hallucination, but why? How could it be so clear, so realistic, that she didn't even know when the hallucination started, and that terrifying experience still haunted her. She calmed herself down and thought carefully. After a while, she suddenly remembered "Milan" (迷兰). She seemed to smell its fragrance. Yes, Huang Rong suddenly recalled an event from decades ago.
When Huang Rong was eight years old, Huang Yaoshi took in a disciple with exceptional talent. In five years, he had mastered the "Flick of the Finger" technique, which usually took decades to achieve even a minor level of proficiency. His unconventional personality also won Huang Yaoshi's favor, and Huang Yaoshi immediately decided to pass on his mantle to him. When
Huang Rong was twenty, Huang Yaoshi sent him to experience the martial world. Unexpectedly, he befriended a spoiled brat named Murong Jian. After getting drunk one night, at Murong Jian's instigation, he raped a young girl and impregnated her. Although he was very remorseful afterward and returned to the island weeping and apologizing to Huang Yaoshi, Huang Yaoshi hated rape the most and was very disappointed in him. To punish him, he tied him to the stone wall in front of him for three days and three nights, forbidding anyone from visiting him.
8.
Over the next few days, Huang Rong frequently heard her senior brother's agonizing screams, which were terrifying. Confused at the time, Huang Rong asked the other senior brothers and learned that Huang Yaoshi had planted a flower called "Milan" in the stone wall. It could be used as an anesthetic, but when it grew, ordinary people who smelled its fragrance would associate it with the darkest things, experiencing painful hallucinations.
Huang Rong couldn't understand it then, but now, reflecting on it, she realized that her senior brother was an orphan who had grown up in the streets, constantly bullied, and must have many painful memories. She herself had experienced such a terrifying hallucination in just a short time; the mental torment he had suffered for three days and three nights inside was unimaginable. When he was released, he was barely recognizable, his eyes vacant, his mind dazed, and he refused to utter a single word. Seeing his condition, Huang Yaoshi felt some regret and ordered that he be well cared for. A month later, he gradually recovered, but refused to call Huang Yaoshi his master again, severing their master-disciple relationship and vowing never to use the sect's martial arts again. Huang Yaoshi was heartbroken and wanted to destroy him, but considering their years of master-disciple bond, he couldn't bring himself to do it and let him go. However, he forbade his disciples from mentioning his name from then on.
Years passed, and everyone forgot about him, as if Huang Yaoshi had never had such a disciple. Only once, Huang Rong overheard her fellow disciples chatting privately, mentioning a highly skilled, solitary monk in the martial arts world, named "Bu Jie," whose actions were both righteous and wicked—it seemed to be that fellow disciple.
Huang Rong still deeply resents Murong Jian, the man who led her senior brother astray. She has heard that he is lewd, abducted, and commits all sorts of evil deeds. In recent years, he has been causing trouble in the martial arts world and is known as the "Old Demon of Guandong." He has a son and a daughter, "Three-Smiling Demoness" Murong Feihong and "Carefree Gentleman" Murong Canhua. They are notorious in the martial arts world for their lewd behavior. Recently, they joined the Demonic Cult together and became known as the "Three Demons" of the Demonic Cult among the martial arts community. These three demons, along with "Iron Rod Lustful Dragon" and "Jade-Faced Lustful Wolf," are collectively known as the
"Three Demons" and "Two Monsters" of the Demonic Cult.
Thinking this through, Huang Rong suddenly understood. That "Bewitching Orchid" was indeed powerful; the more she feared something, the more precisely that kind of illusion would appear. Women value their chastity more than their lives, so perhaps after last night's events, her wariness of the boatman was too strong, which explained the scene just now—
and it was incredibly realistic, simply unbelievable. Now her lower body was wet and slippery, and she could still feel her vaginal muscles contracting; her orgasm hadn't completely subsided. Then she realized the boatman had clearly seen her earlier lapse in composure; she seemed to have uttered some vulgar words in her daze, and her face flushed with shame. Seeing the boatman still standing there in a daze, she asked, "Boatman…did I say anything just now?" The boatman replied, "The lady seemed to be in great pain and did say something, but it sounded like she was talking in her sleep; I didn't hear it clearly."
Huang Rong immediately felt relieved. Picking the he shou wu was still the priority. Having learned her lesson this time, she held her breath, quickly picked the fruit, and safely retreated. Then she activated the switch, closing the stone wall. She wrapped the he shou wu in a soft cloth, put it in her bosom, and without lingering, immediately led the still-shaken boatman away. (
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