chivalrous lover

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After Shi Qi recovered from his injuries, Gao Jin taught him a few more martial arts techniques, giving him strict instructions. The two then split up to investigate the martial arts conspiracy and search for Liu Xiaoqian. Before parting ways, they had secretly visited Liu Family Village three times, confirming that Liu Xiaoqian was indeed missing.

Shi Qi went to Liulang Xiaozhu in Hengshan to visit the "Divine Hand Scholar" Song Zhihe. Although named Liulang Xiaozhu, it covered more than an acre, with weeping willows providing shade, and pink walls and green tiles peeking out from the gaps in the trees, giving it the feel of a secluded paradise.
The old servant guarding the gate was deaf and mute, and extremely ugly.

"I wish to see your esteemed master. Please convey my request,"

the ugly man coldly pointed to his ears and mouth, then shook his head.

Shi Qi said, "So you're deaf and mute."

He gestured to the ugly man to announce his arrival, but the ugly man waved his hands repeatedly.

Suddenly, a powerful, ant-like voice transmitted through the room, saying, "Young friend, if you wish to see this scholar, you may meet him at the mountain god temple five li west of this residence at midnight tonight."

Shi Qi had also studied the secrets of telepathy, but his skills were still lacking. He replied, "I will await your arrival, senior."
After dinner, he stayed at an inn opposite the main inn. Shortly after dusk, he headed straight for the scholar's house.

This time, he scaled the wall to enter. This Willow Wave Cottage was even larger than the Willow Family Manor, with weeping willows everywhere, making it even more enchanting at night. Shi Qi stealthily made his way to the scholar's study, where he saw him pacing back and forth with his hands in his sleeves. The man was about thirty years old, with a scholarly air and simply dressed. The study contained many classic books, and incense smoke curled from the incense burner, creating an atmosphere of peace and tranquility.
Shi Qi moistened his finger with a little saliva, gently poked a hole in the window paper, and squinted one eye to peer inside. He saw the scholar smile at him, then clap his hands together a few times.

A curtain was drawn back, revealing a bed on which lay a middle-aged man, shirtless and wearing only shorts.

His shorts bulged, becoming quite large. Seemingly uncomfortable, he removed them. Between his legs, a thick, hard object, at least six or seven inches long, protruded, bobbing and swaying.

A young woman entered, tossing her nightgown on the floor and climbing naked onto the bed. The man jumped off. The woman, lying on the bed, reached for his penis. The man, holding her legs, stood beside the bed and thrust his large member into her vagina, until she cried out, "No, too big! Slow down!" The scholar with the
divine hand smiled and said, "Young man, did you see that? Yang energy must be cultivated to the point of complete control before it can be used freely to deal with that witch's Yin arts."

This seemed to be directed at Shi Qi. Unconsciously, Shi Qi lowered his Yang Qi.

Then, he heard the Divine Hand Scholar say, "Raise your Qi, lower your Qi! Concentrate your Qi on one point, focus your mind, and don't let your mind wander."

At this moment, the man desperately tried to penetrate the woman, but before he reached the root, the woman couldn't take it anymore and said, "It's killing me! No!"

The man pulled out forcefully and thrust in hard, repeating this several times. The woman gritted her teeth, her eyes rolling back, and cried out, "I can't take it, heavens!"

The man thrust harder and harder, becoming larger and larger, attacking relentlessly.

Then, the Divine Hand Scholar said, "The way of martial arts lies in the mind, unmoved by external things, unswayed by lewd words, channeling strength into the jade pillar, attacking the depths of the golden mountain, supplemented by Yang Qi, also has the effect of the Three Flowers Gathering Yin and the Dynasty Rising."
At this moment, the two kissed, embracing each other even more tightly, intertwined. After kissing her, the man touched her soft breasts and then suckled on them, making her tremble. She occasionally stroked his strong body, her alluring eyes lingering on him. She kissed his face deeply, sometimes biting him, her seductive eyes darting up and down, her serpentine white body writhing in his arms. This seductive behavior ignited a burning desire in the man, making him feel aroused.

The man said to the woman, "My darling, are you happy?"

The woman's voice trembled slightly as she replied, "You're too fierce, I almost died, I can't take it anymore."

Just then, the Divine Hand Scholar shouted, "Hold your breath, force your inner energy to your jade pillar!"

Unconsciously, Shi Qi did as he was told. With a squeak, his erection emerged.
The woman moaned softly, repeatedly crying out, "So beautiful, so incredibly beautiful!" She kept crying out

, and the man's lust intensified. He also indulged himself desperately, working like a madman. Sometimes he would pull out briefly, then thrust in again, sometimes he would gently rub the head of his penis against the entrance, making her tremble all over. She would hold his buttocks with both hands, her clitoris thrusting forward to meet his, allowing him to penetrate her completely naturally, driving him almost to madness.

The woman would occasionally cry out in a whimper, "I'm coming! I'm coming!" Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and lay limp on the bed, unable to keep up with his actions, only able to make soft moans.

"Hurry up and come, I can't take it," she pleaded, begging him to end it quickly.

But the man was in the throes of passion, ignoring everything else, continuing his relentless assault, seemingly even more ferocious, almost insane. Her juices flowed freely, soaking the sheets. The wooden bed creaked and groaned from the impact.

A frenzied world was formed in the small room, where he reveled in the beauty of this one and only little haven. The man would occasionally grab the sheets, wipe the water off his penis, then dry her vulva, before thrusting in again. A little more seemed exciting enough.

She gradually went limp on the bed, moaning softly. Knowing he hadn't ejaculated yet, she grabbed his penis, wriggling her hips to make him pull out.

He cried out impatiently, "I haven't finished yet!"

She looked like a defeated rooster, listless on the bed, her unfocused eyes fixed on his strong body. She grabbed his penis, pleadingly saying, "Good brother, I really can't take it anymore!"

His excitement was at its peak; seeing her surrender like a defeated beast, he glared at her furiously, speechless. His hard penis remained erect, its blaze unquenchable unless they continued. This lust would relentlessly pursue his desires.

A natural beauty must have a purpose; the union between a man and a woman is innate, and should never be forced except through her own generosity. Fearing he would force himself on her, she used her hand to masturbate, gripping and sliding it up and down his spiked club.

He seemed more comfortable with her touch, showing no further demands or signs of forcing himself on him. He lay quietly, eyes closed, letting her relieve herself. He stroked her breasts, gently caressing them; they were soft yet slightly firm, sending shivers down his spine with intense pleasure. After a while,

she lowered her head and softly asked, "Brother, you can't ejaculate yet, what should we do?"

Shi Qi, watching from outside the window, was thoroughly enjoying himself; he had almost masturbated himself. Suddenly, the Divine Hand Scholar shouted, "Don't go astray! To counter the witch's yin energy, you must restrain your true energy!" Shi Qi abruptly stopped.

The Divine Hand Scholar continued, "Watch your mouth!"

The woman lowered her head and extended her tongue, licking the spiked club, causing the man to tremble with pleasure. She licked the glans with the tip of her tongue, slowly licking around it, making the thing she was licking red, shiny, and even harder.

The man's glans felt itchy and tingly from her licking, which made him yell, "It's unbearable, it hurts!" He reached out and groped and pinched her body, then grabbed her head and pressed it down. Most of the spiked club was shoved into her small mouth.

Her mouth was small, and the club was too thick, filling it completely. He moved her head up and down with both hands. She hugged him and rolled over, her body below, the man riding on top of her, thrusting into her mouth.

"Don't put it in your mouth," the voice came from the gap in her mouth.

He was desperate, almost frantic. He bent down and embraced her, indulging in his pleasure. His head rested between her legs, her fragrant pubic hair brushing against his face, creating a strange stimulation. She was in agony, struggling to breathe.

She clamped his head between her legs. His mouth was right next to her clitoris. Caught off guard, he felt a soft, wet liquid flowing towards his mouth. He tasted it with his tongue; the liquid wasn't unpleasant, but rather had a woman's fragrance. So he kissed her even more, sucking on her, pushing his tongue inside, stirring her senses. He thrust in and out of her mouth, kissing, sucking, and licking her clitoris. Like a twisted candy figurine, they entwined together.

The man gasped, his hands gripping her buttocks, his legs outstretched, pushing his penis as far as he could into her mouth. When he couldn't go any further, a powerful surge of heat filled her mouth and flowed down her throat.

The man turned his head, placed his hands on her shoulders, kissed her face first, and said, "My little sister..."
She turned her head away unhappily, saying, "You're so bad."

Before she could finish speaking, the man's lips were already on hers, kissing her, his arms wrapped around hers, and his legs wrapped around hers. She felt something hot, hard, and long pressing against her stomach, uncomfortable, and she knew what it was. She instinctively tried to move it away, but it still felt so strong, and she couldn't bear to let go.

"Your thing is still so hard, what should I do?"

He slowly answered her, "It still has energy, it probably still wants..."

She deliberately acted coquettishly, her eyes feigning allure, and tapped the man's forehead with her finger. The man, in order to satisfy his own needs, felt hard below and a little tired all over.

"Like this, insert it, let's rest, rest."

"No, you can't insert it," she said, expressionless, with an attitude of indifference.
The man took matters into his own hands, parting her legs and kneeling on the bed. He parted her clitoris with his hands and slowly, little by little, inserted himself.

"Is this okay?"

She smiled, looking at him with her captivating eyes.

"It's all your fault. Whatever makes you happy."

He slowly inserted himself, all the way in, then tightly embraced her and kissed her lips.

This quiet continued for only a few minutes. She felt a tingling, itchy sensation, her hips first swaying slowly, then rising and falling to meet his thrusts. Seeing her continued arousal, the man raised his arms, straightened his upper body, and began to thrust.

Her tongue trembled as she cried out, "So beautiful, so incredibly beautiful!" Her moans continued unabated.

The man, furious, thrust relentlessly on top of her, like a tiger, after nearly an hour of intense assault.
"I'm about to come,"

Shi Qi nearly ejaculated at this point.

The Divine Hand Scholar shouted, "Calm down! This is just to show you. If you can't resist the temptation to deal with the witch's sinister arts later, you'll lose your life."

The mountain god temple was half-collapsed, the gate was gone, and the courtyard was overgrown with weeds. The three main halls were dark and deathly silent. Shi Qi knew that the Divine Hand Scholar hadn't arrived yet, because they had agreed to meet here at midnight, and it was only the end of Xin Shi (around 11 PM).

As he walked through the courtyard and reached the stone steps of the three main halls, he suddenly saw someone leap down from the temple, falling like a piece of paper. It was the Divine Hand Scholar. Shi Qi was about to greet him when the Divine Hand Scholar attacked.
Shi Qi said in a low voice, "Senior, I am a disciple of the Nine Heavens Gang Sect, and I have come to pay a visit."

The Divine Hand Scholar's palms flew, his movements elusive. He flitted about like a butterfly among the two-zhang-high grass in the courtyard.

"Senior, please allow me to explain my purpose,"

Song Zhihe said, his palm tightening. He had to focus all his energy on dealing with the situation and had no time to speak. Shi Qi thought to himself, "The Divine Hand Scholar is always humble and gentle, indifferent to worldly affairs. Why would he attack on sight without giving him a chance to speak?"

Shi Qi, now enraged, fought seriously, his speed and techniques in no way inferior. After fifty or seventy moves, they were still evenly matched. This gave him confidence and pride; this Nine Heavens Gang was indeed extraordinary, fighting against someone of a higher generation without showing any signs of defeat.

As the moves became increasingly dangerous, Shi Qi dared not be distracted, focusing entirely on his opponent. His internal energy formed a vortex, swirling away the vines. Just as both sides were using risky moves, risking their lives, Shi Qi suddenly heard a whispered message: "What you just saw was not a secret affair. You must study it carefully. There are enemy spies currently lurking; you must feign defeat."

After about twenty or thirty more moves, the Divine Hand Scholar roared and attacked with lightning speed; Shi Qi seemed unable to dodge in time. It was as if the opponent's two palms had been waiting there all along; with two loud thuds, one struck Gao Men, the other Bing Feng, and the man was thrown out.

The Divine Hand Scholar chuckled and said, "You two saw it clearly! I used all my strength to force out the essence of his Heavenly Gang, without making him aware of it."

The two nodded and walked towards Shi Qi, their silk robes rustling softly. The Divine Hand Scholar stopped them, saying they mustn't be too hasty; killing this man would definitely affect the overall situation. The two stopped, seemingly exchanging glances, then turned and walked back into the dark hall.

After a while, when the Divine Hand Scholar was certain the man was gone, he said, "Boy, you can get up now!"
Shi Qi leaped up, about to bow deeply and speak, when Song Zhihe gestured, and the two flew out of the mountain god temple.

To the north was an extremely steep slope, but with very few trees and a wide view; their conversation there wouldn't be overheard.
"Senior, you truly live up to your reputation. If it weren't for your use of ant language to guide me in exchanging moves, and my fierce battle with our sect's palm techniques, I probably wouldn't have been able to deceive these two."

Song Zhihe nodded and said, "These two aren't considered experts in that evil gang, but they shouldn't be underestimated. Besides, their organization is very tight; without absolute certainty, don't even think about eliminating them, lest you ruin things."

"Senior, were they trying to sabotage my martial arts?"

"That's right!"

"I did something I regret against my master." He recounted how he had been instigated by Liu Xiaoqian to commit adultery.
Shi Qi, catching his breath, said, "Senior, if you've seen Liu Xiaoqian..."

"I haven't seen her!"

"Senior, Liu Xiaoqian is easy to recognize. First, she loves to wear white. Second, she has willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes, skin as white as jade, and a beauty mark below the left corner of her mouth.

" "Hmm, is that her?"

Shi Qi's spirits lifted. "Senior, have you seen her?"

"Probably!"

"When was it?"

"About five days ago, in the evening, in the forest at the foot of this mountain, I found a small sedan chair for two people, with eight burly men guarding it closely. Later, a beautiful young woman stepped out of the sedan chair, dressed in a white palace gown, with a light and graceful figure, exquisite features, and a beauty mark at the corner of her mouth."

Shi Qi slapped his thigh and said, "That's her."

"Young man! Don't get so excited. Since ancient times, excessive affection has only led to regret. Being heartless is certainly not good, but being too affectionate is not a good thing either, because those who are too affectionate regard everything else as trivial and will inevitably lose everything!"

"I understand."

"Besides, you've already mastered a set of Yang Gang extraordinary skills, specifically designed to counter the witch's Yin skills. If you encounter her in the future, lewd acts are inevitable. If she subdues you, all your learning today will be wasted. If you can subdue her, you'll undoubtedly marry a peerless beauty."

"How dare I?"

"It's not a matter of daring or not, but rather that once you've mastered your skills, many women will be waiting for you, otherwise you too will be burned alive by the Gang Fire."

"Yes."

Song Zhihe said again, "Boy, you should go find Bangchui Lei Yu Liaohen."

"That's exactly what I'm thinking."

"When you see him, tell him to send one or two of his capable subordinates to the largest inn in the nearby town."
"And then?"

"Notify your master that all the sects should coordinate around this town as their central hub, and then discuss further actions."
Niushou Mountain is located about twenty miles south of Jinling, named for its resemblance to a bull's head. But now, what makes this mountain famous is the presence of the martial arts master Bangchui Lei Yu Liaohen.

Shi Qi saw that no one was inside, so he went in without closing the door. But when he reached the second gate, a man came out to greet him, saying, "Do you know what this place is?"

"Please announce that Shi Qi, a disciple of the Jiutian Gang Sect, requests an audience."

"What is Jiutian Gang? I've never heard of it."

With a bang, the man closed the door and said, "You silly boy, wait outside for a bit!"

"Brother, how long will I have to wait?"

"It's uncertain, maybe around this time tomorrow."

Bang bang bang. Shi Qi knocked on the door more than ten times, only to hear a loud shout from the inner courtyard: "Who's knocking?" The sound was deafening, like thunder. Without a doubt, it was Yu Liaohen, the thug.

The door immediately opened again, and the man at the second gate reported, "Reporting to the master, a young man from the Nine Heavens Gang Sect requests an audience."

"Let him in."

Without even a word of invitation, Shi Qi was very displeased.

Entering the inner courtyard, as he looked around, a deafening voice suddenly came from the bamboo grove: "What business do you have with me?"
"My master, Gao Jin, sent me to pay my respects."

"Come in!" Yu Liaohen walked towards the living room. This man was only about forty years old, with a full beard and bulging eyes and a fierce nose.
But as soon as he stepped across the threshold, six or seven steel forks shot towards him in a fan shape.

Shi Qi neither advanced nor retreated, but twisted his arms, and with a series of slicing sounds, the forks and hilts of the seven forks were neatly severed and scattered on the ground.

"Sit!" Yu Liaohen gestured for him to sit on a chair with a clean white cloth cover. Shi Qi didn't stand on ceremony and sat down calmly.

Yu Liaohen glanced at him and said, "Tea!"

The moment he sat down, he sensed something was wrong. Beneath the white cover of the chair was an extremely sharp blade. After he secretly channeled his profound internal energy, the blade immediately turned to ash. Even more astonishing was a large pair of scissors that rose from below, threatening to cut off the little monk's crotch. Fortunately, Shi Qi channeled his inner energy, and the scissors snapped to the sides.

Shi Qi cursed inwardly, "That old monster actually tried to cut off my manhood! How outrageous!"

A servant brought a tea tray with two large, broken porcelain teacups, and the maid also carried a large pot of freshly boiled water. She immediately poured the hot water into the cups.

"Young man, this is Tianque Tea, a famous product of Niushou Mountain. It's renowned in Jiangnan and is also a tribute tea. Come on, bottoms up!"

Yu Liaohen picked up a large cup of boiling hot tea, gulped it down, and drank it all down as if it were lukewarm tea, without changing his expression.

Shi Qi said, "Thank you for the famous tea, senior." He also picked up his teacup, took a sip, and the cup was empty.
"Young man! Do you have a name?"

"This junior is Shi Qi."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty years old."

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"Yes! But

this junior isn't hungry." "Guests from afar shouldn't leave on an empty stomach. Serve the dishes!"

After a while, two maids busied themselves, first setting up two small tables, seven or eight steps apart, and then placing cups, chopsticks, and spoons on them. Then, five dishes were served on each table.

The host seemed to have a short temper, but he was also decisive, gesturing for the two to each occupy a table. The difference was that the chopsticks were made of white copper, with sharp tips and barbs, which could be used as concealed weapons. The spoon's edge was as sharp as a knife. A dagger was also stuck into the steamed chicken, and two spares were placed on the table. Each table had a large jug of strong liquor, weighing no less than five jin.

"Young man, please, I don't think you'll

stand on ceremony," said Shi Qi. "Since you're so kind, it would be impolite of me to be polite!" He then drank and ate heartily.

When they were almost finished eating, Yu Liaohen cut off a chicken leg with his dagger, stuck it on the tip, and said, "Young man, I'll offer you a dish."

The dagger with the chicken leg stuck in it flew towards Shi Qi with a whistling sound, and he bit the tip of the dagger. He bit the tip, and with a squeak, broke it off, ate the chicken leg, then used his dagger to stab a piece of venison, raised it, and threw it, saying, "Please, senior."

His dagger technique was truly superb; after throwing it, the blade rotated, moving left and right.
Yu Liaohen, worthy of his reputation as a martial arts master, simply bit down, and the upright blade instantly flattened with his exquisite skill. Then, after eating the venison, he forcefully spat out the blade, sending it flying towards Shi Qi.

Shi Qi caught it with his white copper chopsticks and placed it on the table.

Yu Liaohen pounced, forcing him out of his seat and unleashing his Yin Gang Hand technique, giving him no chance to catch his breath.
Shi Qi was initially flustered, only managing to regain his footing at the entrance of the hall, but when he tried to turn the tables, he couldn't hold on.

Yu Liaohen focused on attacking the lower body, ruthlessly grabbing at his genitals. Therefore, he had to use the Gang Qi Gong he had just learned from the Divine Hand Scholar. This immediately forced Yu Liaohen back. Had he not been a novice, its power would have been much greater.
Forced back a step, Yu Liaohen shouted for him to stop, saying, "Boy, what's the matter?"
Shi Qi said, "There seems to be a wicked gang plotting something nefarious in the martial arts world." He then recounted the whole story.

Yu Liaohen said, "I haven't received any reports from my subordinates about this matter yet. I will keep an eye on it and strengthen communication."

Shi Qi said, "If you discover what I've said, please send someone to that small town to make contact, so as to avoid being defeated one by one."

"I have my own plans. Where else are you going?"

Shi Qi said, "Since my master has already made contact with Senior Tianbian Yiduo Yunmei Lingshuang, I don't need to go anymore. I'll return immediately."

"Alright! I will also speed up my preparations."

On the way back, they stopped in Jiangyin City for a meal and asked for a single room to rest.

It was raining heavily in the middle of the night, and his thoughts were turbulent, making it impossible for him to sleep. To be honest, even though Liu Xiaoqian suggested that he learn the art of seduction, he still couldn't stop thinking about her. Even if she had really lied to him, it was still the same, and he couldn't stop thinking about her yet.

Just then, he suddenly heard three light knocks on the door of the next room.

The person inside asked, "Who is it?" The

person outside said, "Brother, open the door!" It was a woman's voice.

Inside, someone said, "Milk is coming to practice her kung fu again!"

Shi Qi immediately got out of bed, pushed open the back window, and floated to the window next door.

The woman said, "Brother, I miss you, I can't sleep!"

"Is it itchy?"

"Mmm!"

"This time I'm going to suck your breasts flat!"

Shi Qi couldn't help but gasp, it seemed that people from an evil gang were indulging in lewdness here.

At this moment, Shi Qi licked a hole in the window paper and looked inside. This kind of peeping required special care; a skilled person could see that the window paper had been licked torn even from the side.

Shi Qi chose this moment to lick a hole in the window paper. He saw an ugly woman, her hair disheveled, her face pockmarked, and her skin extremely dark, nestled in the arms of a burly man. The man's face was wicked;

one hand caressed the woman's breasts, kneading them forcefully. The woman had already closed her eyes, rolling around in his arms, wishing she could be fused with him. The man's other hand was rubbing and kneading her vulva, the veins on his hand bulging, showing how fierce he was. The woman was already moaning, as if in pain from illness.

A club, covered in fleshy spikes, stood erect between the man's legs, resembling a spiked club.

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