The Romantic Swordsman (Complete)

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A dashing swordsman

, a gentle autumn breeze, the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms—what a poetic and picturesque time!
Yet, within a hundred miles of Changbai Mountain in the north, an unusual snowfall was falling.
Local elders said the early snow was a sign of a bountiful year, while others said it was a celestial anomaly
, a harbinger of misfortune, and still others said the weather was unpredictable, foretelling only war and bloodshed.
Just then, the sound of galloping horses gradually approached from afar, the rhythmic "clucking"
likely belonging to a lone steed.
Soon, the hoofbeats grew clearer, and at the end of the road leading south to Changbai Mountain, a white steed, braving the cold wind
and snowflakes, galloped rapidly towards them.
On the white horse rode a young man of about eighteen, nineteen, or twenty, with striking features—sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and red lips
—a handsome and spirited young man.
As the swift horse galloped by, a cold wind swept across the wilderness, lifting the large white woolen cloak that covered him, revealing
a blue robe and his sword.
His longsword, shimmering against the white snow, was sheathed in blue cloth,
its heavy swaying with the horse's movement revealing it to be a priceless treasure, not
merely .
He wore a blue woolen hood, a ribbon tied around his rounded forehead, a warm white woolen fringe pressing
against his jade-like brow.
His eyes were bright and piercing, his brows furrowed, fixed intently on the misty
Changbai .
His expression revealed his inner worry and anxiety.
This handsome young man was none other than
Situ Yun .
Changbai Mountain is rich in ginseng and sable fur. Emperors of past dynasties would come annually to set up altars and offer sacrifices. The mountain is majestic and imposing, with towering
peaks , cascading waterfalls, and numerous scenic wonders.
However, at this moment, apart from thick clouds and swirling snowflakes, the majestic beauty of Changbai Mountain
was truly buried by mist.
Seeing this, Situ Yun muttered to himself with considerable worry, "It shouldn't
be , but it's already snowing."
Situ Yun looked ahead and saw a
large town of nearly a thousand households stretching east to west at the end of the official road, about a mile or two ahead. Beyond the town lay the foot of Changbai Mountain, and based on experience, the town was at least five or six miles away
from the southern pass . Ning Peirong not only saved his life, but they also shared a physical intimacy. Now, where had she gone? He had traveled all the way from Jiangnan to find her… Gazing at the vast expanse of white, it seemed as if she were naked before his eyes again. Especially unforgettable were her breasts, shaped like small mountains , which drove him mad. He would never forget the small, pink nipples he had gently bitten with his teeth. He remembered that night… The sound of the mountain wind, accompanied by the chirping of unknown insects, echoed throughout the valley. The gardener was already asleep, while Situ Yun and Ning Peirong were lost in their lovemaking… Peirong glanced seductively at Situ Yun, then gently closed her eyes, enjoying the massage and caresses . His eyes were filled with desire, and could they, so deeply in love, resist the temptation ? Thinking of this, Situ Yun's handsome face became even more endearing. He thought back to that night when he gently lifted Pei Rong into his arms, sat her on his lap, and softly stroked her back, her beautiful hair cascading down... Pei Rong's tongue, tender and sweet, moved rhythmically in his mouth , exploring it with her own. When he entered her mouth, she immediately began to suckle , causing Pei Rong's whole body to tremble. Pei Rong exhaled, her breath as fragrant as orchids, as she passionately kissed Situ Yun's tongue, each kiss more forceful than the last. Pei Rong's face flushed crimson, she trembled slightly, her poetic murmurs coming in fits and starts... Pei Rong's moans of love were like birdsong in spring, their body temperatures soaring and trembling. They had forgotten their own existence, even the affairs of the world, the only thing real was the two of them indulging in their own pleasure. That youthful spark, ignited on their tongues, spread throughout their bodies, every cell pulsating with excitement. He and Pei Rong were aroused, their breaths like drifting white clouds. They continued their deep kissing and caresses. Suddenly, Pei Rong broke the kiss, her beautiful, fiery eyes fixed on Situ Yun, as if anticipating something … The clever Situ Yun, understanding her needs, removed Pei Rong's robe and carried her to the bed. Pei Rong lay flat , her breathing rapid and forceful, causing her soft, white breasts to tremble. Her eyes were half-closed, and she moaned softly… Situ Yun caressed Pei Rong's hair, her rosy cheeks, her firm, elastic, full breasts , her long, white, tender legs, and finally, her full, plump, white, and mysterious vulva. Pei Rong's breasts now resembled two full, round, and elastic peaks. Pei Rong's nipples had turned pink, and when Situ Yun sucked on them, they bounced around in his mouth , a truly delightful sight. Especially her private area, so mysterious, like a piece of unpolished jade, the entire area resembling an uncarved gem. Her dense pubic hair was a glossy black, a striking contrast to her fair skin, incredibly alluring , making Situ Yun drool. Her skin was delicate and soft, with a patch of snow-white, tender labia protruding from her pubic hair, and a thin stream of vaginal fluid flowing from it, all incredibly captivating. Situ Yun began to gently part her labia with his fingers. Her clitoris, close to the labia, was already swollen and throbbing slightly, its surroundings glistening with vaginal fluid, utterly alluring and adorable. Situ Yun had known Pei Rong for so long, yet due to a lack of time, they had never had the chance to take real action. But today's caresses had made the amorous swordsman Situ Yun unable to restrain himself. What now appeared before Situ Yun was Pei Rong's alluring vulva, truly a masterpiece of art in the world. This mysterious place, which had long yearned for Situ Yun, was now overflowing with lustful fluids, exuding an enticing fragrance that stimulated the lustful swordsman's thirst. Situ Yun was captivated by the beautiful sight before him; Pei Rong's naked body was the embodiment of beauty. Satisfied, Situ Yun lay back...

Beside Pei Rong,
Situ Yun, unable to resist the hunger of his penis, took Pei Rong's slender hand in his right and guided it to his
lower body.
When her delicate hand touched his thick, large penis, Pei Rong, who had been
frightened
before, found it difficult to breathe. Pei Rong's hand gently stroked his lower abdomen, again and again, her
eyes, filled with lust, glancing sideways at Situ Yun.
Gradually, her hand moved downwards again, touching the thick pubic hair. She gently pinched it,
slowly stroking the glans of his large penis with her ring finger…
Pei Rong played with it gently, finally gripping it tightly, stroking it up and down repeatedly.
The vibration from Pei Rong's hand stimulated Situ Yun's penis, making it even harder
and more swollen. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Situ Yun stroked Pei Rong's buttocks, then her lower abdomen, pubic hair, labia,
and finally her erect clitoris. The tender, white flesh was simply too adorable.
When Pei Rong had had her fill of playing with Situ Yun's large penis, he gently stroked her
clitoris , causing her to tremble. Then, Situ Yun slightly turned over and slowly stroked Pei Rong's
hard nipples with his right hand.
"Ah...ouch...Brother Yun...you...you...stop...stop kissing...ah...I...
really...can't...take it...um...ah...good brother...I...I...my...down there...I don't know...
why ...it's...so...so itchy..."
Hearing Pei Rong's pleas only fueled the philanderer's lust, so he intensified his
actions by changing positions, sucking and rubbing Pei Rong's clitoris and labia majora incessantly.
"Brother...brother...don't...don't suck anymore...quick...quick...stop...uh...I...I
can't take it..."
Pei Rong cried out repeatedly, her round, white buttocks trembling
.
"Ah...hum...hum...my...that place...it's so...so itchy...ouch...
brother...no...don't kiss...ah...quick...quick stop...hum...hum...
no...don't..."
The dashing swordsman Situ Yunzhi was known as the "Drunken Swordsman," and this wasn't just a name. In the martial arts world, he
was given this nickname at the age of twenty, and naturally, he had an extraordinary
skill when it came to dealing with women.
At this moment, Situ Yunzhi knew from experience that Pei Rong had been stimulated to the point of losing control, so he gently
turned over and first used his hands to spread Pei Rong's legs apart, making her narrow little hole more spacious so that
the glans of his large penis could enter her vagina.
So Situ Yun knelt between Pei Rong's legs, one hand holding his thick penis, the other parting
Pei Rong's vulva, making her vagina faintly visible.
Finally, Situ Yun put his glans on her, leaned down, and supported himself on the bed with both hands,
kissing Pei Rong with his mouth. Her vagina radiated incredible heat, and the penetration of his penis made it throb violently.
Situ Yun thrust hard, causing Pei Rong to cry out in pain:
"Yun...Brother Yun...slow...slower...it hurts...it hurts...I...can't...take it...
uh...hum...hum..."
As Situ Yun thrust downwards, he felt the delicate flesh of her vulva tear. The pain in Pei Rong's vagina was like
needles pricking her, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably. Pei Rong thought this stinging pain meant her hymen had broken, and she felt a sticky
substance flowing out of her vulva, running down her buttocks onto the bed.
"Yun...Brother...slower...slower...it hurts so much inside...ouch...humph
...I...I can't take it...Brother...be gentle...be gentle..."
Si Tu Yun said with an air of experience, "Rong...don't worry...I...I'll...insert it slowly...that's
all...it'll be fine in a bit...and...you'll...slowly feel better...Brother...I'll never lie to you."
After saying that, seeing Pei Rong's delicate appearance, he felt even more affection for her, so he leaned in and gave her a deep
kiss, as if in return for Pei Rong's affection, a mixture of excitement and gratitude.
Not long after, Pei Rong's vagina slowly began to respond. She felt a
growing , an indescribable discomfort, as if it were the burning heat of sex.
So Pei Rong couldn't help but twist her delicate body, allowing her cervix inside her vagina to collide with Situ Yun
's glans. At the same time, she gasped,
"Brother Yun... inside... it's starting to... itch... I... I... it hurts so much
... hum... hum... quick... quick... quick, give me... to stop the itch... hum... hum..."
Situ Yun, being an experienced man, knew that Pei Rong was deeply aroused. So, as soon as Pei Rong finished her moan, he
immediately thrust hard, and a thick penis rushed in, reaching deep into her flower core.
Pei Rong trembled and moaned, "Mmm... Ouch... Yun... Brother Yun... So beautiful
... But... It still hurts a little... Oh... Ouch... I... Sister... Amazed...
Hmph... My... Little hole... Every part... Is... So comfortable... Brother... Why did you only...
Only today... Insert me... Sister... Hmph... I hate... You... Brother Yun... You thrust... Insert
me... I feel so good... Ouch... Hmph... I... I feel so good... Hmph... Hmph... Hmph..."
Pei Rong's soft moans continued, and her pink face showed a radiant expression of sexual satisfaction. Situ Yun had made her feel so
good .
Pei Rong was now reaching her peak, feeling a tingling, indescribable sensation in her vagina.
The excitement made her gasp,
"Hmm... Ouch... It's... It's killing me... Brother... Your... cock... is so long...
Every time... it feels... so... so good... My... bones... are going to melt...
Hmm... Hmm... It's... so good... Yun... I'm dying... Oh... Oh... It's... so good... I'm going to heaven
... Ouch... It feels... so good... Hmm... Hmm... I... I can't... I can't live anymore...
Hmm... I'm going... I'm going to... go to heaven... Brother... Brother... I... I'm going to... come... come... Faster... Faster...
Faster... Harder... Oh... Hmm... Hmm... I... can't take it anymore... I... I'm coming... I'm
coming... Ah..."
Pei Rong's vagina suddenly contracted, the vaginal walls sucking on Situ Yun's glans. Situ Yun couldn't help but...
His whole body trembled a few times, his large glans throbbed, and he ejaculated a large amount of semen, which sprayed directly onto Pei Rong's
vulva like parched land suddenly nourished by rain. The hot semen drenched her clitoris, and her cervix suddenly spasmed and
contracted, releasing a torrent of vaginal fluid.
At this moment, the two were deeply in love, their bodies intertwined, both reaching their climax and enjoying
the pleasure .
...
Recalling this, Situ Yun felt a sweet warmth in his heart, but suddenly a blizzard swept through the valley, striking him and bringing
him back to reality.
Because of his momentary misjudgment, the beautiful girl who had once captivated him had
left . Now, his only hope was that Pei Rong had reached her aunt's residence on Changbai Mountain.
These past few days, he had been chasing after her relentlessly, sometimes traveling day and night, all
in an attempt to win back Pei Rong's heart.
But, would Pei Rong, as he imagined, have come to Changbai Mountain to seek refuge with her aunt?
Changbai Mountain was now in sight, and Situ Yun certainly didn't want to wait until tomorrow to enter the mountain. However, it was already late
, and snow had begun to fall again. It seemed unlikely that they would be able to enter the mountain today, so they decided to stay
overnight in the small town ahead and make further plans tomorrow.
Situ Yun had made up his mind. His horse neighed and galloped into the town's main street. The streets
were deserted ; not a single person could be seen. Although the wind had subsided somewhat, snowflakes were still falling, and all
the shops were closed.
Situ Yun saw that the gate of an inn not far away was still open, so he immediately dismounted and rode
inside.
Presumably, the sound of the horse's hooves alerted the innkeeper in the quiet town, for two innkeepers rushed out when the curtain of the side gate
was lifted .
As soon as the innkeeper saw Situ Yun lead his horse in, he immediately bowed and smiled obsequiously, saying, "Sir! Are you staying here?"
"Yes!"
one of the innkeepers quickly bowed and said respectfully, "I'll go prepare it for you right away!"
Situ Yun then asked in a gentle voice, "Do you have a quiet private courtyard?"
The innkeeper who had spoken immediately replied respectfully, "Yes! Yes! Sir, please follow me."
After handing his horse to another innkeeper, Situ Yun immediately followed the guide into the inn.
Seeing that all the rooms in the inn had their doors and windows tightly closed, Situ Yun unconsciously asked, "It seems like you
don't have many guests staying here?"
Upon hearing the question, the innkeeper couldn't help but sigh and said, "Alas! It's all because of this snow!"
As he spoke, they arrived at the gate of a private courtyard, and the innkeeper immediately opened the gate and led Situ Yun in.
Inside the courtyard, there was a lot of snow, proving that no one had stayed there for the past few days.
When they reached the door of the main room, Situ Yun took advantage of the innkeeper opening the door to shake off the snowflakes on his body before entering the room.
Situ Yun then asked, "Waiter! Have any
girls dressed in bright red come into your shop these past few days?"
The waiter replied with a smile, "No, because we've had very few customers these past few days!"
Situ Yun, impatient, interrupted the waiter, "I mean, you're always standing outside greeting
customers , have you seen a girl in red, carrying a sword, perhaps riding a fast horse…?"
The waiter replied with a smile, "There haven't been many customers these past few days. The streets are deserted, with a cold wind blowing and
snow falling; I haven't seen a girl pass by at all."
Situ Yun then calmed down, took out a piece of silver from his pocket, and gave it to the waiter.
The waiter was overjoyed that this young master was so considerate of his servants. Taking the silver, he
hurriedly bowed and smiled, saying respectfully, "Thank you, young master! I'll go prepare your meal right away."
With that, he quickly left the room and turned to leave.
After the waiter left, Situ Yun sat down in his chair with furrowed brows, his mind racing.
"Why haven't I heard anything about Pei Rong?" he wondered.
"Is Pei Rong also on horseback? Did she enter the mountains yesterday
? Perhaps she's
even more anxious about her aunt in her anger!" Thinking of the reason Pei Rong had left him in anger, he felt immense guilt.
It was because of that time in the small green valley near the "borderland," when the young girl Hui Fang had unfortunately fallen into a
deep ravine. Out of pity, he had jumped into the deep water and rescued her. When
he held her wet body in his arms, Pei Rong happened to see him and mistakenly thought he and Hui Fang were being intimate . Discovering this,
she left him in anger.
If he hadn't explained then, he wouldn't have braved hunger and cold to travel to Changbai Mountain. Just then, a figure flashed past the courtyard gate, and two shop assistants, each carrying a vegetable basket, entered
with beaming smiles . After the food and wine were laid out, the shop assistants said again respectfully, "Sir, please give us any orders. Just call out , and we'll come immediately!" As soon as they finished speaking, the two shop assistants smiled, bowed, and left. As the dashing swordsman finished his meal and fell into deep thought again… just then, a figure flashed past the courtyard gate, accompanied by a series of frantic shouts: "Young Master! Quick… quick…" Situ Yun was startled and quickly got up to look in the direction of the sound. He saw the shop assistant who had just been rewarded rushing into the courtyard, breathless, clearly indicating that something serious had happened. Seeing the shopkeeper's excited expression, Situ Yun knew it wasn't anything serious, so he said gently, " Don't panic , tell me slowly!" The shopkeeper said excitedly, "Sir... the girl you wanted..." Situ Yun looked at the shopkeeper and asked urgently, "Catch your breath! Don't panic, what happened?" The shopkeeper said even more anxiously, "Sir... you have to hurry... otherwise that girl in red will be gone!" Upon hearing "girl in red," Situ Yun immediately and instinctively pictured the stunningly beautiful Pei Rong with her athletic figure . Therefore, he blurted out urgently, "Where is she now?" The innkeeper replied hastily, "She has gone to the North Pass of Changbai Mountain!" Upon hearing this, Situ Yun immediately urged, "Take me there quickly, see which way she went!" The innkeeper added, "I shouted loudly for that girl to stop her horse..." Situ Yun immediately exclaimed in surprise, "What? She was riding a horse! Then we have to get out of here quickly!" Although Situ Yun was anxious, he couldn't very well use his agility to leap and gallop .

The shopkeeper continued, "That young lady heard my call and even turned her head on horseback, but
she ignored me ..."
Situ Yun hurriedly asked, "How old do you think she is?"
Without hesitation, the shopkeeper replied, "She looks to be under twenty, and extremely beautiful!"
Situ Yun thought the age was accurate and the woman was beautiful, so he unconsciously asked, "Do you see she's carrying
a sword?"
The shopkeeper, who had been running breathlessly, was now panting heavily as he followed Situ Yun towards the shop entrance.
He said between breaths, "I didn't notice; I didn't see any weapon
on ."
As he spoke, he noticed the famous steel sword at Situ Yun's waist, the one that had earned him the nickname "The Romantic
Swordsman ."
Just as he was about to say something more, a gust of cold wind blew, and amidst a swirling flurry of snowflakes, Situ Yun had already dashed out of
the shop.
He turned to look at the north street entrance, but amidst the swirling snowflakes, he couldn't see anyone.
Situ Yun, certain that Pei Rong's horse was fast and anxious to reach her aunt in the mountains as soon as possible,
urged his horse on relentlessly. He unleashed his fastest movement technique, galloping towards the north mountain pass.
Upon exiting the north pass, the wind and snow intensified, engulfing everything in a misty haze, resembling a poetic landscape painting. The
north mountain pass was quite wide; although five li away, the tall trees within the pass were still faintly visible.
Sure enough, on the west side of the official road ahead, he saw a horse galloping forward. Seated on the horse was indeed a
woman, wearing a red overcoat and a red hood; judging from her figure, she was clearly a woman—
the same woman in red the innkeeper had seen earlier.
Upon seeing her, Situ Yun gathered his inner energy and accelerated to give chase.
He dared not call out rashly, partly for fear of calling the wrong person and being impolite, and partly for fear that Pei Rong, hearing his
call, would instead gallop towards the north mountain pass.
As soon as they stepped off the official road, the path became overgrown with rocks and pebbles,
causing the woman in red's horse to slow down immediately. Situ Yun, seeing this as a golden opportunity to catch up, mustered his remaining strength and lunged
forward like an arrow. His incredible speed, as if flying against the wind, created a whooshing sound as his white robes whistled
through the air. The woman in red, realizing her horse was
slowing Her almond-shaped eyes brightened, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
Situ Yun, seeing the woman in red turn, focused intently, but the dim light and her bright
red hood obscured half her face. Although he couldn't see clearly, there seemed to be a resemblance.
Just as he was about to examine her more closely, the woman in red suddenly turned back
and sped off into the mountain pass.
Situ Yun was startled and blurted out, "Rongmei, stop! Rongmei, stop!"
The woman in red wouldn't stop and continued galloping into the mountain pass.
Situ Yun, incredibly fast, had already descended the official road. In a moment of panic, he leaped forward, closing
the distance instantly, and cried out anxiously, "Rongmei, let me explain..."
Before he could finish speaking, the woman in red had already lifted her horse's head, dismounted on a flat patch of grass, and casually
took the weapon from her horse.
Situ Yun was overjoyed to see the woman in red dismount, but when he saw the weapon in her hand,
he cried out alarm, "Ah!" and quickly stopped. Although he stopped abruptly,
he was already less than three zhang (approximately 10 meters) away from the woman in red due to his speed.
The woman in red moved gracefully, landing quickly to retrieve her weapon, casually pushing off her large hood, and then with a flick of her wrist, her bright
red cloak was on her horse's back.
The woman in red had willow-leaf eyebrows, large eyes, a delicate nose, and cherry-like lips. Her face was peach-shaped, and her skin was as smooth as jade. Not only was she beautiful
, but she also had a very fit figure. She did resemble Pei Rong somewhat, but she was a year or two younger than Pei Rong.
Situ Yun, who was stunned on the spot, saw the beautiful woman in red withdraw her weapon. He quickly composed himself and
hurriedly explained, "Miss...Miss...this is a misunderstanding!"
The girl in red dropped the scabbard in her hand and seemed to only then see the handsome and tall young man in front of her clearly. She
froze, her pale face instantly flushing red, but she quickly composed herself and snapped,
"Misunderstanding! How would I know you weren't deliberately trying to bully me?"
She then asked, "So, what is this Rong-mei you're pursuing to you?"
Situ Yun hesitated before answering, "She's...my...wife."
Upon hearing this, the woman in red froze, her face turning deathly pale. She pointed her horsetail knife at Situ Yun and
roared, "So you actually consider me your..."
She stopped abruptly at the word "my," clearly finding the word "wife" inappropriate,
and swallowed it back.
Situ Yun felt extremely embarrassed and quickly bowed apologetically, saying, "It was a moment of impulse; I didn't
pay attention ..."
The woman in red found this quite agreeable and smiled, saying, "Alright! You'll get away with it today.
Next time meet me, I...I definitely..."
Before she could finish, she used her movement technique and sped towards the mountain pass.
Just as Situ Yun mounted his horse, twenty people slowly
rose .
The first man, about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, wore a silver-embroidered, gold-flowered tunic. He had sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, thin lips, and a hooked
nose, with a sallow complexion and dark lips, giving him a rather unpleasant first impression.
The dashing swordsman Situ Yun recalled that during his journey to find his lover, Pei Rong, he had rarely made enemies and
had almost never revealed his identity. But this young man in the silver-embroidered tunic, leading so many
skilled to wait for him, was clearly not a simple matter.
The young man in the silver-clad martial arts uniform took a deep, arrogant breath and asked with some disdain, "I've heard you're the best swordsman
in the world ?"
Situ Yun replied calmly, "I didn't say that."
The young man in the silver-clad uniform immediately said, somewhat displeased, "But that's what everyone in the martial world says!"
Situ Yun's handsome face darkened, and he said, "That's their business. I, Situ Yun, can't stop them from
saying that, just as I can't stop you from asking that question now!"
The young man in the silver-clad uniform looked at Situ Yun with disdain and said, "I am Ding Shizhen, the young
master of this mountain!"
Seeing that he still stood with his arms crossed and an arrogant expression, Situ Yun calmly replied, "My apologies for my disrespect!"
Ding Shizhen, hands on his hips, was agitated and furious. He said in a deep voice, his voice laced with anger, "I heard you
haven't met a worthy opponent since you debuted?"
Situ Yun nodded slightly, equally unceremonious, and said, "That's true!"
Ding Shizhen's expression changed again, but he quickly smiled coldly and said, "But today you've finally met your match!"
Situ Yun exclaimed "Oh!" Before he could finish speaking, the sound of rapid hoofbeats rang out, and the girl in red
galloped up like the wind.
Upon arriving, her eyes lit up, and she immediately waved her hand, excitedly calling out, "Brother Situ
... I knew you were coming, so I went to meet you, but I found you missing. I've been waiting so long..."
Situ Yun was completely bewildered and annoyed. He had assumed the girl in red was someone Ding Shizhen knew,
but she was greeting him so warmly.
Already trembling with rage, Ding Shizhen suddenly roared, "Enough! Stop
pretending Regardless of whether you, Mei Pingling, have any connection with Situ Yun, I'm going to kill him here today!"
Mei Pingling immediately agreed readily, "Fine! Situ Yun is the most skilled martial artist in the world today. If you
can defeat him, you two won't need to come to my poor aunt every day. I'll agree now!"
Ding Shizhen gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Fine! I want you to watch me kill Situ Yun. Tonight,
you'll move into my room and sleep with me..."
Before he could finish, Mei Pingling pointed at Situ Yun and said, "Enough nonsense! Situ Yun is still standing
here . Wait for you to..." "He'll kill her with one blow!"
Then he turned to Situ Yun and said, "As long as Ding Shizhen lives, you won't find her easily..."
Upon hearing this, Ding Shizhen gritted his teeth in anger, glared at Mei Pingling, and roared, "Let me tell you,
Mei Pingling , after I kill Situ Yun, I'll kill you immediately!"
Mei Pingling coldly smiled and said, "If you wanted to kill me, you should have done it long ago. From now on, you'll have no chance
!"
Ding Shizhen suddenly brandished his sword and looked at Situ Yun, saying, "Situ Yun, draw your sword quickly!"
Situ Yun smiled calmly, "Although this Mei Gu Niang says you're doomed, I have no intention of letting you die!"
Upon hearing this, Ding Shizhen became even more furious and spat, saying, "You dare to say you want me dead!
Haha!"
The word "death" was uttered, and suddenly he threw his head back and let out a shrill laugh, saying, "If you, Situ Yun, can harm
even a hair on my head, I'll immediately commit suicide!"
Situ Yun immediately retorted, "Since you'd commit suicide over a single hair, I have no need to draw my sword!"
Before he finished speaking, Ding Shizhen had already launched an attack. However, upon contact,
the
force of the opponent's palm strike caused him a faint stinging pain. Situ Yun didn't use any prolonged tactics; instead, he shouted, his palm technique suddenly changing, swiftly executing the "Turning Cloud Hand," striking Ding
Shizhen's shoulder with his backhand.
Ding Shizhen's eyes lit up, a sinister smile suddenly flashing across his lips. He then spun around abruptly,
shouted , and met the attack with a flying palm.
With a loud "thud," and a muffled groan, Ding Shizhen screamed, his body
rolling several feet away like a kicked ball.
The twenty-odd burly men, seeing this, fled in panic.
Ding Shizhen, writhing violently, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his right hand darting out to pull a package from
his person He tossed it into the air, and it flew swiftly towards Situ Yun and Mei Pingling.
Situ Yun was startled and quickly focused his energy, but suddenly felt a wave of intense drowsiness wash over him, and he immediately fell into a deep sleep
.
In his hazy state, he seemed to hear Mei Pingling's angry shouts, but his mind was no longer under his control, making it
impossible for him to discern or remember anything.
He didn't know how much time had passed…
Situ Yun felt a burning thirst, a throat as if cut by a knife, and a raging fire burning in his lower abdomen.
This fire made him desperately want to release it, desperately wanting to hold Mei Pingling tightly in his arms, but
his mind was hazy, and he couldn't be sure if he was awake or still dreaming, because he couldn't
open his eyes.
A delicate, orchid-like fragrance wafted into his nostrils, instantly invigorating him. He quickly rolled over,
immediately finding an arm and countless soft strands of hair tickling his neck and behind his ears.
He was familiar with this itchy sensation, from when he slept in the arms of women. At the same time,
one of his legs was pressed against a soft body, and his right arm encircled a pair of firm, rounded
breasts .
Situ Yun couldn't help but chuckle. He guessed that the woman nestled beside him was Mei Pingling, whom he longed to embrace.
A feeling of pleasure and happiness welled up within him.
His hands, as if experienced, gently caressed the firm breast for a while, then
lightly stroked Mei Pingling's neck and cheeks.
Just as Situ Yun was consumed by lust, a middle-aged maid's voice suddenly rang out from the courtyard: "The mistress and young lady
have returned!"
At that moment, a woman's voice asked, "Is the young master feeling better?"
Situ Yun's mind was still somewhat hazy, and he seemed unable to fully concentrate his thoughts.
At this moment, a middle-aged maidservant and the young woman were talking. Situ Yun tried his best to figure out what was
going on, how he ended up sleeping in the bed of strangers.
The burning desire within him was still intense, almost uncontrollable.
A slender figure flashed at the doorway, and a woman dressed in a black velvet and white fur-lined outfit, a short sword strapped to her back, leaped in
.
Situ Yun jumped off the bed and saw the woman in black, with a black silk sword on her back. She appeared to be about twenty-
seven or twenty-eight years old, with willow-leaf eyebrows, large eyes, a peach-shaped face, and delicate, slightly pale skin.
A white silk flower tucked into her temple indicated she was a woman in mourning.
The woman in black smiled and asked, "Young master, are you feeling alright?"
At this moment, Situ Yun thought…
He remembered meeting Ding Shizhen in broad daylight, but now the western sky was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun; it must be half a day
later , or perhaps several days later.
Although he was still unable to concentrate and had a strong urge to embrace the woman, his penis
was throbbing violently.
When the woman in black questioned him, he could only forcefully clasp his hands in a gesture of respect, but he stumbled and nearly
crashed into the doorframe of the inner room.
The beautiful woman smiled and said, "It has been five days and five nights since I rescued you and that girl and brought you here."
"You've probably been drugged by that brat Ding Shizhen's aphrodisiac!"
The woman in black, upon hearing this, felt her heart pound and her face flush as Situ Yun stared at her.
The light was one she had experienced before; she knew what he was thinking and what he needed.
Situ Yun felt a sudden, intense heat spread through his body, almost causing him to lunge forward
and embrace the woman in black.
At this moment, Situ Yun repeatedly cried out, "Water...water..."
The woman in black knew that Situ Yun had taken some kind of aphrodisiac, hence his pain.
Based on her years of experience in the martial world and the legends, Situ Yun needed to quickly drink an antidote or have a
frenzied release, otherwise he might die from a blood vessel rupture.
Mei Pingling, due to her weaker constitution, seemed to still be unconscious.
The woman in black took out a small jade box from her pocket, hurriedly poured out two snow-white pills, and came
over. First, she placed a pill into Mei Pingling's mouth, then urgently said, "Young Master Situ! Quickly... take this
!" Before she finished speaking, she was already in front of Situ Yun.
Upon seeing the young woman in black approaching, Situ Yun was overwhelmed by a unique, delicate fragrance, combined with the allure and
scent of a mature woman. He could no longer control himself and tightly embraced her slender waist.
The young woman in black was startled and cried out in alarm, immediately panicking.
However, being a woman experienced in married life, her self-control was stronger than that of a typical young girl. Although Situ Yun's
arms so tightly she could hardly breathe, she still didn't forget to repeatedly cry out, "Young Master Situ! Open your mouth...
open your mouth..."
Just then, a servant carrying a bowl of tea rushed in. Upon seeing this scene, he was shocked, his whole body trembled
, and with a crisp "clang," the teacup shattered into pieces.
Upon seeing this, the young woman in black, her face flushed and her expression anxious, urged urgently, "Quickly, bring another bowl
!"
The maidservant responded hastily and ran out again.
The young woman in black didn't feel overwhelmed by the situation, because Situ Yun simply held her tightly;
his hands didn't make any caressing movements.
Of course, the young woman in black was also somewhat flustered and confused, and having been a widow for over a year, she also craved
certain thrills. However, she was a well-mannered, upright woman with a kind heart and chivalrous spirit;
how could she do such a shameful thing?
Yet, she had indeed fallen in love with Situ Yun, ever since she saved him.
Just then, the maidservant rushed in again with another bowl of tea, her expression anxious.
Upon seeing this, the young woman in black hurriedly urged, "Ah Xiang, quickly... quickly bring the bowl over."
She quickly took the bowl and shook it, while also urging, "Ah Xiang, quickly straighten Young Master Situ's
head, which is resting on my shoulder."
Ah Xiang responded and immediately turned Situ Yun's head.
"Young Master Situ, the water... the water is here!" Situ
Yun's face had turned a dark purple, and his stomach felt like it was on fire. Hearing that the water was here, he instinctively opened
his mouth, and the young woman in black immediately fed him the water in the bowl.
Ah Xiang, standing nearby, said anxiously, "Young Madam, it's not good for him to keep holding you like this! We have
to find a way to separate him!"
The woman in black handed the bowl to Ah Xiang, still letting Situ Yun hold her tightly. While
massaging Situ Yun's vital acupoints with one hand, she said to Ah Xiang, "This is none of your business. Go and tell Old Delu to
guard the gate!"
The woman in black instructed Ah Xiang while continuing to massage Situ Yun's vital acupoints. She didn't struggle,
still quietly letting Situ Yun hold her. However, her hand was already on Situ Yun's genitals, and she could
feel the poison in his body gradually subsiding.
After a moment, the woman in black felt that Situ Yun's hands had completely lost their strength in holding her, but his
hands still didn't loosen, and his handsome face was still pressed against her neck and shoulders.
The woman in black knew that Situ Yun had recovered somewhat, but out of pride, she was too embarrassed to leave on her own
. So, she smiled inwardly and immediately led Situ Yun to the bedside, skillfully separating his hands
and laying him down.
Situ Yun's handsome face had regained some color and rosiness, and his breathing was even and normal, but he lay quietly,
unwilling to open his eyes.
The woman in black hurriedly took out a fragrant handkerchief from her bosom and tenderly and carefully wiped
the sweat , like a wife caring for her husband.
However, she could see that Situ Yun was excited; his closed-eye face trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a sexual
hunger in his eyes again.
The woman in black stared intently at Situ Yun's handsome face, quietly admiring this
face that every girl would love, including herself.
A smile appeared on her cherry lips, her eyes softly shining with the brilliance of love. Her jade hand gently held the handkerchief,
moving continuously over Situ Yun's forehead, cheeks, and brow.
Situ Yun's eyes were filled with gratitude, and he finally slowly raised his right hand and gently grasped the woman
in black's jade wrist.
The young woman in black blushed slightly, offering a dignified and elegant smile.
Situ Yun slowly asked, "May I ask your name, young lady?"
The young woman replied, "My surname is Zhang, and my given name is Meisha. I married my husband after the Spring Festival last year, but he
died of illness less than six months later. I've been a widow for a year, and I was only able to leave home a month ago..."
Before she could finish speaking, tears
welled up in her eyes, and glistening teardrops rolled down her cheeks. Situ Yun was startled to see that his question had caused her so much sorrow. He quickly
sat up , and said anxiously, "Sister... I'm so... so sorry..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Meisha suddenly opened her large, tearful eyes and said excitedly, "Brother Situ,
I... I don't blame you..."
Situ Yun looked up at her and suddenly saw a pair of crystal-clear, sparkling eyes and a beautiful, tear-streaked face before him. In that instant, he suddenly realized how attractive and charming
Zhang Meisha was to him . Zhang Meisha, a woman weathered by life's storms, immediately recognized Situ Yun's dazed expression and the allure in his eyes . She knew he was captivated by her mature charm. Her face flushed, her heart pounded, and she lowered her head, softly calling, "Brother Situ!" Lost in Situ Yun's gaze, Zhang Meisha whispered, "Brother Situ, let me take you to the basement to hide , so you can recover your strength..."

Situ Yun already knew that Zhang Meisha had fallen in love. He thought that a secluded place would be safer for their intimacy
, avoiding discovery by the servants. The effects of the aphrodisiac "Wind and Moon Spring" hadn't completely worn off, and his desire, once again fueled by lust, ignited a burning passion
within him .
The two embraced and went to the basement door.
************
As Zhang Meisha pressed the switch, the door behind them slowly
rose . Situ Yun was startled, but the woman in black, Zhang Meisha, urged, "Let's go down!"
With Zhang Meisha's careful support, Situ Yun descended a stone staircase into the basement.
The room seemed no smaller than the one above, with passageways on both sides, a table, chairs, and a bed.
An unlit oil candle sat on the table.
In this small space where only the two of them existed, Situ Yun boldly gazed at Zhang Meisha's beautiful face, finding her
so alluring, her charm and mature elegance intertwined to create an extremely sexy and seductive look.
The black overcoat draped over her body, highlighting her high breasts and alluring curves, truly captivating.
Situ Yun, mesmerized, murmured, "Sister...you...are so...so beautiful..."
Zhang Meisha, overjoyed, replied, "Brother...what a handsome face! I've never seen anything like it before!"
As she spoke, she stared directly at Situ Yun's body, like a sexually frustrated woman who had long been deprived of sex, suddenly discovering a large, muscular penis to satisfy her needs; her burning desire was evident
in her fiery eyes . This was obvious . He gently removed Zhang Meisha's overcoat, revealing her alluring figure through her tight-fitting clothes . "Brother...I...I feel...so...so sad...I want...want...to..." Her sexual hunger was palpable, a yearning for release, yet she couldn't express it, her cheeks flushing even more. Situ Yun seemed understanding; he tactfully removed Her large breasts almost leaped from her bodice, and her tight-fitting trousers were so short they revealed glimpses of her dark pubic hair. Situ Yun had never experienced such stimulation before; his large, erect penis hardened even more, and he quickly removed all his clothes. Zhang Meisha, almost unable to resist her sexual hunger, also loosened . Her full breasts and buttocks were as white as jade, her long, smooth, jade-like thighs exuding sexual allure. This sight aroused Situ Yun's lust; his heart pounded, and the tip of his penis trembled uncontrollably . Zhang Meisha's body radiated heat; her eyes were tightly closed, and her breathing was rapid. Situ Yun gently lifted the black-clad woman, Zhang Meisha, with his strong arms and placed on the bed. He then pressed his lips to hers, finding them burning hot. With his left hand, Situ Yun held Zhang Meisha tightly, while his right hand slowly removed the only clothing she wore . The two naked people gazed at each other's alluring bodies, their desire burning even brighter. Situ Yun first freely fondled and squeezed Meisha's two high breasts, finding them firm, especially the nipples, which were not only red and lovely but also very elastic. Misa, after being caressed by him, was already wet with desire, her body aching and numb. She trembled and said , "S...Situ-di...I...want...want...want...that...inside... it's so itchy...it's so itchy...sister...I...can't...hold...it...can't...hum..." Situ Yun reached out and pressed his hand against Misa's vulva, feeling it was wet and hot. Her labia trembled and opened and closed with the manipulation of his fingers. Situ Yun turned and knelt down, spreading her long, slender legs. He guided his penis to her bright red vulva and thrust hard, making Misa moan "humph" as his large penis was fully inserted. Misa let out a few tight "hums," automatically thrusting her vulva upwards. Situ Yun then began to pump vigorously. After several dozen thrusts, Misa's breathing became short and labored, her eyes half-open, moaning repeatedly, while she tightly embraced Situ Yun with her slender hands. The harder Situ Yun pumped, the more intense her reaction became. Suddenly, Misa pressed her hands forcefully against Situ Yun 's buttocks, violently twisting her hips up and down to meet his thrusts. Her passion surprised Situ Yun; he had never seen Misa with such wantonness before. Perhaps it was because she had been a widow for over a year, and her sexual hunger had become unbearable. Suddenly, Misa's small mouth touched Situ Yun's, placing her tongue in his mouth, wanting him to suck on it. Her body arched even higher, and the twisting of her large buttocks accelerated even more. Situ Yun thrust deeper and faster, his large glans slamming heavily against Meisha's clitoris with each stroke . The more forcefully Situ Yun thrust, the more Meisha felt wild and pleasurable, until finally she went , crying out in a soft, seductive voice, tears streaming down her face, moaning: "Situ... brother... oh... you... you really know how to thrust... ah... I... I've never... felt so... happy before... hmph... I... will... always... love... you... hmph... faster ... harder... oh... um..." Situ Yun was driven even more mad by her wanton cries, forcefully thrusting his penis all the way in, his large glans swirling and rotating violently against Meisha's clitoris. "Hmm...hmm...I...my...darling...oh my god...so...so beautiful...I... my...little hole...is being...inserted...by...brother...so comfortable...brother...harder...insert me... to death...insert...hmm...hmm...ah...harder...faster...faster...I...I... don't want ...to live anymore...brother...I...am...going...going...to...ascend to heaven...ah...I...am going to...go...go...go...um...hmm..." Suddenly, Misa trembled all over, her uterus contracted, constantly sucking on Situ Yun's glans, thick vaginal fluid flowing out incessantly, hot and giving Situ Yun an indescribable pleasure, so he repeatedly thrust his penis in and out quickly, his vaginal fluid...

He couldn't help but ejaculate into Misa's vagina.
After Situ Yun's semen was released, he lay on Misa's body, gently kissing her sweaty
form.
Misa's face was filled with a satisfied smile as she obediently enjoyed Situ Yun's kisses, her hands constantly
stroking his back.
Just then, the sound of clothes rustling in the wind suddenly rang out in the courtyard.
A moment later, the door to the basement slowly rose.
Situ Yun's expression changed, and Misa sat up straight. A
red shadow flashed at the doorway, and Mei Pingling rushed into the room, carrying a pair of gleaming swords, her beautiful face
contorted with rage!
When Mei Pingling saw the black-clad woman lying naked beside Situ Yun, and Situ Yun lying on his back on the bed without any
clothes , her first thought was that Situ Yun had already committed adultery with the black-clad woman
.
Upon seeing Mei Pingling, Situ Yun hurriedly called out, "Ling-mei..."
Before he could finish, Mei Pingling angrily shouted, "Who's your sister?"
The word "sister" had barely left her lips when she tried to rush towards the door.
At that moment, Situ Yun, disregarding his nakedness, leaped from the bed and lunged at
Mei Pingling .
"You...how can you grab me..."
Mei Pingling stammered, her eyes immediately falling upon Situ Yun's enormous penis hanging below her. She had never seen such a large penis in her
entire life , and suddenly seemed stunned with fear.
Although she had never seen the legendary swordsman before, she had heard that the best swordsman in the world was none other than Situ Yun. Adding to the legend
, he was also said to be an exceptionally handsome man. Therefore, in Changbai Mountain, Ding Shizhen often used various pretexts to propose marriage to her
or her aunt. Mei Pingling always claimed that she was already engaged to the legendary swordsman Situ Yun, and
almost everyone in Changbai Mountain knew that Mei Pingling's fiancé was none other than the legendary swordsman Situ Yun.
So when Ding Shizhen encountered Situ Yun in a duel, she called him "cousin," leaving
Situ Yun bewildered!
Now, her supposed fiancé, the legendary swordsman, was having an affair with another woman, and she was consumed by
jealousy .
However, when she saw his large penis, coupled with the lingering effects of the "Wind and Moon Spring" drug,
her sexual desire was aroused even more.
Situ Yun quickly considered his options. With his methods of dealing with women, if he didn't use his skills on Mei Pingling now
and give her a good time, they might become enemies in the future! However, there was a
young woman . He reluctantly turned to Meisha, but the understanding Meisha nodded, seemingly approving
of Situ Yun's actions.
Encouraged, Situ Yun swiftly lifted Mei Pingling from the ground and
placed her on the bed, immediately pressing his body against hers. As Mei Pingling was about to speak, Situ Yun's mouth was already
close , his right hand caressing her breasts, his left hand slowly removing her clothes.
At this moment, Situ Yun's penis was also trembling violently.
Mei Pingling's delicate face flushed crimson, reflecting the fiery red glans of Situ Yun's penis, a truly
arousing sight.
Stimulated by the "Wind and Moon Spring" drug, Mei Pingling's lust erupted like a volcano.
Situ Yun tenderly stroked Mei Pingling's long, black hair, slowly lifting her face
until it touched her cherry lips. The heated atmosphere stimulated Situ Yun's penis, causing it to throb. He then touched Mei Pingling's
lips again, eliciting a soft moan from her. Her body writhed with pleasure, her eyes narrowing to slits as she gazed at
Situ Yun 's handsome face.
When Mei Pingling was completely naked, her fair and delicate skin was fully revealed before Situ Yun's eyes.
When Situ Yun used his mouth to suckle Mei Pingling's two tender pink breasts, Mei Pingling seemed unable to resist the spark of lust
. Before long, she pleaded in a lustful voice:
"Mmm... Yun... Brother Yun... my... little hole... is so itchy... hum... don't... don't
tease me anymore... um... brother... please... hum... hum..."
At this moment, Situ Yun pressed down on Mei Pingling's body, lifted his left hand, which was already covered with lustful fluid, and kissed
Mei Pingling 's small mouth frantically, from her lips, neck, earlobes, breasts, all the way to her nipples, sucking and licking
them one by one.
"Brother Yun...put your... cock...in...humph...I really...can't take it anymore..."
Mei Pingling couldn't help but urge Situ Yun in a muffled voice. Seeing that Mei Pingling had become
so wanton, Situ Yun thought the time was ripe, so he stopped teasing her. He raised his body slightly, used
his right hand to lift his thick cock, and rubbed the shiny glans against her wet vulva. Then
he thrust his hips hard, and Mei Pingling cried out, "Ouch!"
"Brother Yun...slow...slow...it hurts...I can't...take it...ouch..."
Situ Yun slowly pulled his cock out, and when Mei Pingling returned to her delicate appearance
, he thrust in again with a little force, and the thick cock plunged in, reaching her core.
Mei Pingling trembled, panting softly, "Oh... Yun... so comfortable... but... inside... it still
hurts a little... slower... oh... you're inserting it... I feel so good... ah... it makes me... fly to heaven...
ouch ... hmph..."
Mei Pingling was now entering a state of ecstasy, her small vagina feeling warm and comfortable, an indescribable
sensation, a pleasure she had never experienced before. At this moment, she was incoherently shouting,
"Hmm... fuck me to death... brother... your... cock is so long... I'm about to die...
brother... I'm going to heaven... I feel like I need to pee again... quick... make me... feel more pleasure... hmph... so good... I'm
going to... cum... cum... hmph..."
Mei Pingling's moans aroused Situ Yun, and he quickened his thrusting
, making Pingling spin around on the bed.
After Mei Pingling's vagina overflowed with vaginal fluid, she seemed quite satisfied and lay still.
At this moment, Zhang Meisha spread her legs wide, ready to welcome Situ Yun's battle.
Situ Yun's nickname, "The Romantic Swordsman," wasn't just a fabrication in the martial arts world; if he weren't
truly skilled , this title would likely no longer belong to him. Now, with Mei Pingling lying obediently on the bed, he
was eager to engage in another sexual battle with Zhang Meisha!
His wanderings were solely to find his lover, Pei Rong. Pei Rong's departure wasn't due to Situ Yun's
sexual prowess jealousy. She feared her sexually voracious lover would be snatched away by another woman, and so,
in a fit of anger, she left him.
Little did she know, for a man with such a strong libido, being without a woman by his side is the most dangerous
thing ! Look, didn't Zhang Meisha and Mei Pingling take advantage of the situation?
And now, Situ Yun seems to be enjoying himself so much he doesn't miss home! This is something Pei Rong could never have foreseen.
[The End]

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