Yang Buhui's experience

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My name is Yang Buhui. My father is the Left Guardian of the Ming Cult, but as far back as I can remember, he was practically a lone commander. It wasn't until recently, when Brother Wuji became the leader of the Ming Cult and subdued the Five Wanderers, the Five Elements Flag, and the Eagle Sect, that my father's

position as Left Guardian of the Ming Cult began to take shape. Brother Wuji and I have a deep connection. The last time I saw him, he was a sickly little boy. In just a few years, he's grown into a handsome young man, possessing unparalleled martial arts skills and becoming the leader of our Ming Cult. I still remember the feeling of him holding my hand on Kunlun Mountain. Even though he was suffering from a cold poison, the warmth of his hand made me feel incredibly secure.

Thinking about this, my face inexplicably flushed. Calming myself down, I carefully dressed in front of the mirror before leaving the room. During this time, Brother Wuji and my father have been traveling ahead, while we follow at a distance, mainly to take care of Uncle Yin Liu. Brother Wuji is worried about the clumsy male followers and asked me to keep a close eye on them.

To be honest, Uncle Yin is quite pitiful. All his bones are broken, and he might never be able to get out of bed again. His tragic situation is somewhat related to my parents, and I always feel very sorry for him.

Taking the medicine brewed by the disciple, I asked, "Is Uncle Yin awake?"

"It seems not."

"Hmm." I pushed open the door and sat on the edge of the bed. I saw Uncle Yin with his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, and a faint black aura between his brows. What's going on? Has he been poisoned?!

"Uncle Yin? Uncle Yin?"

He slowly opened his eyes: "Ah, Bu Hui?"

He's really not polite. I just told him yesterday not to call me "Miss Bu Hui," but today he's calling me "Bu Hui."

Oh well, anyway, he calls Brother Wuji "Wu Ji" directly.

"Uncle Yin, you don't look too well. Are you feeling unwell?" "Oh, it's nothing. I feel much better today."

"That's good. If I don't take good care of you, the leader will blame me." Hearing this, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

What's wrong? Ah, did I say something wrong? I didn't mean to complain!

I quickly changed the subject! I said, "Here, take your medicine." I brought over the medicine, blew on it to cool it down, and fed it to him spoonful by spoonful. Seeing that his expression had returned to normal, I was relieved. You know, when I first rescued him, he wanted to die countless times. I finally managed to persuade him to come back. If he felt like he was a cripple again, I was afraid he would do something rash.

After feeding him the medicine, I chatted with him for a while. Seeing that he looked a little tired, I said to the other members of the cult,

"You all go about your business. I can manage here by myself." I knew he needed to rest. I usually take a nap at this time too. It wouldn't be good to have the cult brothers standing around watching.

After the followers left, I saw that Uncle Yin had closed his eyes and was asleep, so I found a chair and rested on the table...

...

"Xiaofu! Xiaofu! Xiaofu, don't go!"

I was awakened by this sound and saw Uncle Yin shouting in his sleep: "Xiaofu! Don't go! Don't go with that guy surnamed Yang! I want you! I want you! I must have you! I will definitely have you!" Hearing this, I was a little angry and didn't want to hear it anymore, so I quickly woke him up: "Uncle Yin, Uncle Yin?" He slowly woke up, his eyes were a little dazed, and he stared at me blankly.

"Uncle Yin, how are you?"

"Xiaofu, you are so beautiful..."

Why did he mistake me for my mother again? I frowned and said: "Uncle Yin? What's wrong?" "Oh, nothing." He came back to his senses, "I think I had another nightmare... I didn't say anything in my sleep, did I?" ...Of course you did, and you said some very unpleasant things, but... never mind, you're already like this, let's just say that the three of us owe you.

"Oh, no, you were just calling my mother's name."

"Xiaofu..." He murmured his mother's name, but his eyes were fixed on me, like he was eyeing prey.

Everyone says the Seven Heroes of Wudang are upright and honorable, but this Yin Liting seems to have a dark side.

It's a good thing my mother didn't choose him back then. If someone like that were my father, that would be... Mother, you were so wise.

Coming back to my senses, I realized the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so I quickly said, "It seems like it's mealtime at the inn. Are you hungry too? I'll go get some food."

As I walked to the door, I heard him mutter something to himself, but I couldn't make out what it was.

"If I can't have you, I'll have your daughter."

That night I thought a lot. It seems Uncle Yin still hates my father, but he doesn't show it usually.

Should I tell my father and Brother Wuji? Forget it, he's crippled now. What can he do even if he hates me? If I tell him, it will only put Brother Wuji in a difficult position.

The next day, I went to Uncle Yin's room and saw him directing his followers to move things into the room.

"What's wrong?"

Uncle Yin asked. "Oh, this is a reclining chair I had them buy at the morning market. You get tired from lying down to rest every noon; it'll be more comfortable lying down."

I didn't expect him to be so considerate. But this is too much trouble. We're not staying at this inn for long; we might leave tomorrow.

He seemed to sense what I was thinking and said, "Wuji and your father went to Shaolin today." "I know." "

Wuji has a prior agreement with the monk Kongxing; this martial arts training might involve staying at Shaolin Temple for ten days to half a month. Try lying down and see if it's comfortable."

I leaned back in the chair; it was just the right size, and the cushion was very soft and comfortable.

"How do you feel?"

"Hmm, it suits me well."

"That's good."

As usual, after I helped him drink his medicine, it was just the two of us in the room. I saw that he had fallen asleep, so I lay down on the recliner. You know, Uncle Yin is a master of internal martial arts after all; he knows how to make people comfortable. The backrest of this chair is just the right height, and lying on it is just like lying on a bed, much more comfortable than lying face down. Plus, the afternoon sun was shining in through the window, and a lazy feeling spread throughout my body.

What a perfect day for an afternoon nap!

"No regrets, no regrets?"

"Huh?" Hearing Uncle Yin call me, I was about to get up. "Uncle Yin, what's wrong?" "Oh, nothing, I just wanted to talk to you."

It's good that you're alright. I returned to my comfortable position. "Can't you sleep?" "Yes, thank you so much for taking care of me these past few days, especially the first few days. You told me stories every night, and it made me feel much better."

"It's my pleasure." I replied casually. Those few days he was suicidal every day, and to distract him, I told him stories I heard from the Ming Cult members.

"Your stories are really good."

"It's an honor to receive praise from Hero Yin."

"I've never heard such good stories in my life."

"Don't your fellow disciples in the Wudang Sect know how to tell stories?" "Wudang Mountain is a place with clear water and warm breezes; you can fall asleep without listening to stories." "Really?" Wudang Mountain, I've heard, is a very beautiful place.

Uncle Yin said slowly, "Bu Hui, do you know, we brothers and I often like to lie on Wudang Mountain like you are now, basking in the warm sun and resting." "The warm sun..."

"Yes, Wudang Mountain is shrouded in mist, with clear blue skies and lush trees. Close your eyes and imagine yourself lying in the embrace of the mist, the sunlight gently shining on you, just like now." In a daze, I seemed to really see the mist swirling around Wudang Mountain... "Birds in the forest are singing softly, melodious and pleasant. The mist lifts you up, making you feel very light, very light..."

I really felt my body become lighter...

"A cool breeze blows, swaying your body, up and down, up and down..." Yes, the cool breeze blowing through the room is blowing on my body...

"You've been very tired these past few days, so take a good rest."

Yes, I've been too tired lately, I really need to rest... "Imagine the breeze blowing through your body, your strength disappears... your body becomes more relaxed..." I relaxed completely...

"The breeze blows through your feet, your feet become more relaxed..." My legs have no strength, they slump on the chair...

"A gentle breeze blows across your legs, and your legs lose their strength... becoming more relaxed..." Your legs have no strength left...

"Next is your hips... your waist... all becoming very relaxed."

Your lower back feels so good, no strength left, relaxed...

"Then your back... your chest... becoming relaxed."

Relaxed...

"Finally, your neck, your head, very relaxed..."

...

"You breathe slowly, exhaling all your fatigue... exhale..." All that fatigue is expelled...

"Inhale..."

Sweetness fills me...

"Exhale..."

My body feels lighter...

"Inhale..."

More relaxed...

"With each breath, you become more relaxed."

More relaxed...

...

"Now you are completely relaxed..."

Hmm...

"Don't think about anything..."

Don't think...

"Nothing..."

Nothing...

"Completely relaxed..." Relaxed... "

Melting

into the clouds."

Melted...

"Sleep comfortably..." ...

"

No regrets..."

Hmm ...

"Listen to me." Okay. " You will answer me honestly..."

Okay . "Who am I?" You are Uncle Yin Liu... "What kind of person is Uncle Yin Liu?" Uncle Yin Liu? A greasy middle-aged man… “…Why did he become like this?” Because of my mother, my mother abandoned him and ran away with my father… “So your mother is sorry to him…” Yes, my mother is sorry to him… “Your father is sorry to him…” Yes, my father is sorry to him… “You are sorry to him…” I… “You are sorry to him…” Yes, I am sorry to him… “You have to make it up to him…” “He lost everything because of your mother, so you have to make it up to him…” Yes, I want to make it up to him… “You have to make it up to him with everything you have…” I want to make it up to him with everything I have… “So, everything you have belongs to him…” Yes, everything I have. “Your body.” I… “Your body belongs to him…” I… “Don’t you want to make it up to him?” I thought . “Then make it up to him with your body first, your body belongs to him…” Body belongs to him. “Your thoughts belong to him…” Thoughts belong to him. “Your soul belongs to him…” Soul belongs to him. “He is your master.” Master… “He is the master of everything you have.” Master, he is my master… “He is the master of everything you have.” He is the master of everything I have… "What is Yin Liting to you?" Yin Liting is my master. "Very good, repeat it." Yin Liting is my master. "Remember it, it is the meaning of your existence." It is the meaning of my existence . "But you won't remember it normally." You won't remember. "But as long as I mention 'The Story of Wudang Mountain,' you will remember." The story of Wudang Mountain... I will remember. "You will remember your current thoughts." I will remember my current thoughts. "Repeat it." The story of Wudang Mountain... I will remember. "Remember what? " My current thoughts . "What are your current thoughts?" Yin Liting is my master. "Very good." ... "You've made amends to him, so you can rest assured. " Rest assured. "You're so at ease..." So at ease. "Now, go to sleep peacefully..." ... I actually slept for almost two hours, and Uncle Yin Liu didn't wake me up. It's really... embarrassing, I slept quite well last night. "Uncle Yin, why didn't you wake me?" "I saw you were sleeping quite comfortably, and you've been tired these past few days, so I didn't wake you." "Thank you." Uncle Yin was indeed a considerate man; no wonder Mother fell for him back then. However, compared to Brother Wuji and Father, he still lacked a bit of masculinity. I walked out of the room, stretched, and asked the followers not far away, "Has the leader and my father returned?" "Miss, not yet." Could they really be staying at Shaolin Temple for a few more days? That doesn't matter; it'll save us from running around. Seeing that it was already dinnertime, I went to the kitchen and ordered some food, bringing it into Uncle Yin's room. Halfway through the meal, I suddenly heard a loud commotion outside the door. I peeked out and asked, "What's wrong?" A follower replied, "Miss, the leader and the others sent a message by carrier pigeon, telling us to set off for Wudang immediately." "Why? Where are they?" "Miss, look." He handed me a note.

It was indeed a letter from the Ming Cult. It said that Shaolin had been destroyed by a group of mysterious people, and that they also intended to destroy the Wudang Sect. So, Brother Wuji and the others headed straight for Wudang, and told us to set off immediately as well.

I told Uncle Yin about this, and he murmured, "Thank goodness..." "Thank goodness what?"

"Oh, nothing. I just meant that it's good that Wuji and the others arrived in time. I just hope they can get to Wudang in time to reinforce Master."

That's what he said, but he didn't seem too worried about the safety of Wudang. Well, Master Zhang is like Mount Tai and the Big Dipper in the martial arts world. For ordinary people, being able to exchange a move or two with him is already a feat they can boast about for a lifetime. Even Father said that he was far inferior to him, so it was hard to imagine anyone threatening his safety.

Even so, we still had to travel through the night. Uncle Yin used a carriage to transport us. There were only the two of us in the carriage. With the curtain drawn, no one could see what was happening inside. The cult members only surrounded us from the outside. If we were alone in the carriage under normal circumstances, people would definitely gossip, and my father wouldn't approve. But now, Yin Liuxia is seriously injured and unable to move, so I have to take care of him in the carriage.

This is also the time I hate the most. The carriage is bumpy, and riding a horse or walking is tiring. We traveled all night, and the next day I told the followers, "I'm going in to rest. You all be careful and protect him." Actually, the followers had it easier than me; they took turns, while I had to take care of a cripple all day long. Sigh, what can I do? I owe him.

In the carriage, I leaned against the back of the carriage and found that Uncle Yin Liu was awake. "You're awake. Are you feeling unwell?" "Oh, no. I feel very comfortable." Uncle Yin Liu seemed to hesitate, then continued, "Like recalling the story of Wudang Mountain."

In an instant, a sense of languor swept over my whole body. My mind went blank. I did nothing, thought nothing, completely relaxed, utterly relaxed...

...I remembered, Yin Liting is my master.

My master said to me, "Come closer."

I would do whatever my master said.

"..."

"Yes."

"Wake up."

I woke up in a forest. Why am I here? I remember... I remember nothing. It's like something is preventing me from remembering. My mind is shrouded in mist; it takes a tremendous amount of effort to think even a little bit.

"No regrets."

A handsome man appeared before me. The mist dissipated, and I saw his face clearly—it was my master.

"Master, your body isn't..."

"You don't need to worry about my body."

Yes, my master said not to worry, so I don't need to worry.

"You feel weak all over."

As if all my strength had been suddenly drained, my body went limp, and I collapsed into my master's arms like a rag doll.

My master's hand slowly slipped inside my collar.

"Master..."

"You want it."

I wanted it so badly. I shuddered inexplicably, and suddenly felt a void in my abdomen. This void quickly expanded, forming an itchy sensation that spread from my lower abdomen down to my inner thighs.

This feeling traveled up my spine, converging at two points on my chest. My chest felt heavy, but my breasts felt swollen and my nipples were itchy. I wanted to reach up and relieve the itch, but my hands wouldn't lift.

The emptiness continued to rise, taking over my brain and setting my head on fire. My head felt hot, and I couldn't think of anything.

At that moment, I felt my master's hand exploring deeper. Finally, as I anticipated, it reached the itchiest spot on my chest. My master gently grasped it and kneaded it. A feeling of comfort quickly spread throughout my body, and I couldn't help but moan.

So good…

"You feel good, don't you…"

Yes…

"You'll feel even better soon."

My master waved his other hand, unbuckled my belt, and slipped it inside my underwear. I looked forward to my master's touch that itchiest, most swollen spot below my abdomen and above my perineum.

With a gentle squeeze from my master, a thousandfold pleasure spread from that point, rapidly engulfing my entire body. This joy formed an unstoppable storm, sweeping through my brain and soul. My vision blurred, and my ears were filled with noise. My body seemed to have triggered some kind of mechanism, constantly writhing uncontrollably.

No, there's no need to control it, because it feels so good… ah… so good… master… so good… I'm going to die… ah…

I don't know how much time passed before I slowly regained my sight and hearing, slowly regaining my senses. I heard my master say in my ear, "You love me."

I love my master? No, I don't love my master, I love Brother Wuji… "Everything you have is mine, I am your master."

Yes, he is my master, but that's because my family owes him something, and I'm making amends with myself, but I don't love him…

"Everything you have is mine, your love is mine too."

My love belongs to my master? But I love Brother Wuji, yet everything I have belongs to my master, and my love belongs to my master too… I’m so conflicted…

My master looked down at me: “Bu Hui, look into my eyes…” My master’s eyes were so deep, like a brilliant Milky Way, constantly swirling, devouring me, devouring my limbs, my body, and my brain…

“My master will bestow upon you supreme happiness.”

Yes…

“At the same time, you will fall in love with my master. The greater the happiness my master gives you, the deeper your love for my master will be…” I… love…

Whenever I think of the word “love,” Brother Wuji’s face appears in my mind, not my master’s face.

The master said slowly, "You don't love Zhang Wuji, your feelings for him are just gratitude." Yes, I only feel gratitude towards Brother Wuji, I don't love him. "Zhang Wuji has never given you happiness, so you don't love him. Whoever gives you happiness, you will fall in love with."

Yes, I love happiness, I love the person who gives me happiness. "If the master gives you great happiness, you will love the master greatly."

Yes, if the master gives me happiness, I will fall in love with him. "You want it even more." That feeling intensified; my chest, abdomen, and clitoris swelled unbearably, my vagina was filled with a tingling, itchy sensation, and honey kept flowing out, soaking my entire panty, but the sticky discomfort was nothing compared to the tingling sensation in my vagina. The emptiness inside was nothing compared to the immense emptiness. I wanted, I didn't know what I wanted, but my body writhed helplessly like a water snake. I wanted, I wanted so much…

My master first graced my two nipples, places I sometimes played with myself. Under his caresses, waves of tingling pleasure surged through me. This time, the pleasure didn't subside quickly, but continued to come. I felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure flooding my head, I was about to be overwhelmed… My body tensed uncontrollably, something seemed to be holding back in my vagina, the swelling intensified rapidly, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I don't know what liquid gushed out like urine.

At the same time as it gushed out, the endless pleasure exploded in my mind… I felt as if I had been liberated from my body… Who am I… Where am I… I can't see anything clearly… I can't hear anything… Only the roar of pleasure… I'm melting…

"You've already come? I haven't even touched down there yet…"

Master? Master? My focus slowly returned, and I saw my owner looking down at me. I didn't dare to look up at him, so I snuggled into his arms, where it was incredibly warm, the safest haven in the world.

My master gently placed me on the ground, removed my underpants, and then undressed himself. I felt something hard occasionally brush against my body; it was thick, hard, and incredibly hot. Suddenly, I understood what I wanted. "

Come in…

"

I boldly voiced my inner thoughts: "I want Master to come in." Just imagining something so thick and hot entering my vagina was already exhilarating.

My master spread my legs, his hot penis circling around my vagina, making me itch with desire.

Master, please hurry…

"I won't tease you this first time."

With that, his hot penis thrust straight into my vagina.

Ah!!!

Fullness… joy… satisfaction… happiness… pleasure… being loved… I had all of this. I love my master, I love my master's penis, I love everything about my master!!!

It wasn't just my vagina; my entire being was penetrated by this heat.

My master covered my vulva with his hand, especially my clitoris, which he constantly teased.

Each time he touched it, a bolt of lightning seemed to strike my body; I involuntarily writhed, my mind reeling, a constant whirlwind of thoughts shattering all my reasoning, leaving only pure ecstasy.

My master's voice came again: "I'm going to move."

It felt like something even more wonderful awaited me. Suddenly, I felt his penis moving back and forth inside my vulva.

With each movement, a wave of pleasure washed over me again, and I loved this feeling even more.

I couldn't take it anymore… that tingling ecstasy transformed into an immense sense of happiness and pleasure, enveloping and overwhelming me.

I felt as if I were engulfed in flames of bliss, knowing nothing, thinking nothing, only happiness, only joy… I’m going to die, I’m going to break, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh… So wonderful… So pleasant… Heaven… This is heaven… So amazing! “You’re about to climax.” It’s coming, it’s coming… Ahhh…

“You’re about to climax.”

I’m going to fly… Ahhhh…

“But not yet, you haven’t climaxed.”

Oh oh oh… What’s stopping me from flying to the sky…

“Your pleasure is gathering in your vagina, but you still can’t climax.” Oh oh oh… My vagina… Climax…

“Only when I consent can the pleasure explode; before that, the pleasure is just gathering.” Oh oh oh… So comfortable… Please hurry…

“Okay, listen to my command.”

The master’s command is the decree of heaven.

“Three, the pleasure is gathering more and more!”

It’s coming… It’s coming… I’m going to fly. “Two, the pleasure is about to explode!” Flying… Sublimated… Flying…

“One, go!” Ah!!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!

!!! !!! ! ... Who am I

?

Where am I? What am I doing? It feels so comfortable, so peaceful. I don't want to think about anything, I don't need to think about anything. Everything is blank, everything doesn't exist. Heaven and earth don't exist, the world doesn't exist, and I don't exist either... That's the only thing that exists, that lingering flame. That's my love for my master. I love my master. My master exists. My master is my everything. My master is the meaning of my existence...

A long, long time passed, as long as it had been since I was born. The afterglow of the climax finally gradually faded, and my brain slowly came back to its senses. My body's sensations returned one by one.

My master, my beloved master, was looking at me with the same loving gaze. Only then did I realize that my body was limp on the ground, drool dripping down my neck, and my vaginal fluids were flowing all over the floor. Worse still, they had splashed half of my master's body.

I blushed with shame. After the climax, my body had become extremely sensitive. My master gently pressed on my abdomen, each press sending waves of pleasure through me, making me writhe uncontrollably. I had long since lost control of my body.

"No regrets, who am I?"

You are Uncle Yin Liu, my master... and my lover. "Then would you rather I be your master or your lover?"

This... I want both...

My master held me in his arms and said slowly, "You're sleepy."

I was indeed sleepy. This lovemaking had brought me exhaustion, and I just wanted to fall into a sweet sleep. "Sleep, sleep. When you wake up, you won't remember what happened just now, you'll only remember your love for me..." Yes, I won't remember... I'll only remember my love. I love...

I love Uncle Yin Liu...

...

Where am I? What happened to me? Am I... asleep?

I slowly opened my eyes and saw where I was. I slowly remembered that I was in a carriage on the way to Wudang Mountain. Lying in front of me was Uncle Yin Liu... As soon as I saw him, my whole body felt hot, and my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

I know I love him. I used to think I loved Brother Wuji, but thinking back, I only knew him from childhood. I thanked him for sending me to Kunlun Mountain, and that was it. I was grateful, but gratitude isn't love. I only saw him as a brother.

But this man is different. I can't imagine life without him. He's so gentle, considerate, and refined. Just seeing his face makes me uncontrollably imagine the feeling of his body inside me. I clench my legs, feeling something flowing out again.

I really don't understand why Mother chose Father. Although Father is also an excellent man, he lacks the composure and gentleness of Yin Liuxia.

I understand now, this is love. Even if our family doesn't owe him anything, I want to be his woman.

I'm committed to him for life, I'll never leave him, and I can't live without him. If he lives, I'll take care of him; if he dies, I can't live either.

But will he agree? After all, we're more than twenty years apart. Will he look down on me, this little girl?

Thinking of this, I tentatively asked, "Sixth Master Yin..."

"What is it?"

"I..." I whispered in his ear, "Do you love my mother very much?" "...Yes." He answered with a bitter smile.

Seeing his expression, I felt both heartache and jealousy.

"Then if...if you meet another woman in the future, like a woman like my mother." I secretly used a double entendre, "would you still be moved?"

Sixth Master Yin stared at me and answered, "If it's someone like you, I would." My heart trembled, and an overwhelming wave of happiness almost knocked me over—he meant...he meant...he also had feelings for me? He

smiled bitterly, "But...who would want a good girl like you for a cripple like me?" "You're not a cripple! Brother Wuji will find a way to cure you!" I didn't know how to comfort him properly, "And, and even if you can't be cured, I can take care of you for the rest of my life!" These words slipped out involuntarily, and I realized that I had already confessed my feelings.

"No, I don't regret it. You just pity me, and pity breeds love."

"No, no, I truly love you!" I said, feeling wronged and even choking up. My biggest fear was that he would misunderstand my feelings.

"You don't need to comfort me."

"How can I prove it?" I asked anxiously, and accidentally touched something hard.

This is... Ah, I have an idea!

"I will definitely prove it to you." As I spoke, I unzipped his pants. Actually, I had been cleaning his clothes often these past few days, but cleaning his genitals and urinating was still done by male members of the cult.

Although his bones were broken, his penis was still intact and erect. He seemed to realize what I was about to do and quickly stopped me: "No, Miss Bu Hui, you mustn't..." The more he stopped me, the more determined I became to prove it. Just as I was about to unbuckle my belt, he suddenly said: "Okay, I believe you, I believe you, but even if we were to have sex, it should be after a proper marriage. Besides, right now, it's not appropriate for us..."

I thought about it and he was right. The priority now was to get to Wudang Mountain. I wasn't completely ignorant. If I gave myself to him now, I was afraid I wouldn't even be able to get off the train.

But I couldn't shirk responsibility. I was the one who made it big, so I had to take responsibility. I unzipped his pants, revealing his rock-hard genitals.

So big…

but that wasn't surprising; the Wudang School's Pure Yang Kung Fu was renowned throughout the martial world… I knelt down and gently stroked the iron rod, so much larger than my hand. Compared to it, my hand seemed disproportionately small.

It was hot, burning hot… like the sacred fire of the Ming Cult.

In a daze, I suddenly felt an urge to worship. This magnificent thing emitted a captivating scent, a little fishy, yet incredibly pleasant, addictive.

This was the destiny of us women. No matter how skilled in martial arts or how high our status, every woman would eventually submit to this dragon. Even someone as aloof as Miejue, who dedicated her life to slaying demons and monsters, wasn't it all for her husband, Gu Hongzi?

I couldn't give my body to it today, but at least I could vent my anger with my mouth.

"No regrets..."

I knew Yin Liuxia would still object, but today I had to prove that I would marry no one but him, that only this giant dragon was my destiny.

Thinking this, I gently took it into my mouth.

"Ah..." Uncle Yin Liu groaned softly, seemingly enjoying it? Actually, I enjoyed it too. I enveloped it with my tongue and mouth from all sides, which in itself gave me immense pleasure. At the same time, I imagined this steel-hard object slowly moving in and out of my vagina, which almost made me climax.

We were both incredibly happy, yet we had to keep our voices down so the followers outside wouldn't hear. This feeling of illicit sex was even more exciting.

Before long, I felt immense happiness descend upon me. The imagined dragon roamed within my body, my lower body was overflowing with fluid, my pants were almost completely soaked, and my juices were seeping out.

My body was weak, my thoughts scattered, but I still had to concentrate on making him feel good, which was very tiring. Yin Liuxia seemed to understand my good intentions and stopped intervening, only occasionally letting out a comfortable groan.

I kept licking, but because my mouth wasn't big enough, even if I let it go deep into my throat, it could only cover the upper half. So I had to use my fingers to tease the lower half, especially the base of that dragon and the connection between the two balls, that softest spot. Every time my fingers passed over it, Yin Liuxia couldn't help but moan softly. It seemed to be a sensitive spot,

so

I kept stroking it. Making him feel good was what I had to do now. The more intoxicated his expression was,

the closer I got to success. "Ohh ... Yin Liuxia was also panting heavily, as if he had just finished strenuous exercise. After I regained my strength, I slowly helped him get dressed. Then I looked at him and said, "So, do you believe me now?" Yin Liuxia smiled, "Okay, I believe you." " Then what did you say? You agreed?" "I'll take responsibility for you." I was a little disappointed. Just take responsibility? He realized he had misspoke: "No, that's not what I meant. I meant… you're just very cute." I knew I couldn't get him to make any more promises right now; there was plenty of time. However, even if he really fell in love with me, he probably only saw me as a substitute for my mother. Oh well, even if I was just a substitute, I didn't care. Thinking of this, a surge of jealousy welled up inside me. My mother truly didn't know how lucky she was… what a despicable woman! After making up my mind, another problem arose: how to tell my father? Don't think I couldn't see it; he really wanted to match me with Brother Wuji. I've got it! I can talk to Brother Wuji first. He'll definitely agree, because he seems to prefer that Miss Zhou from the Emei Sect. If Brother Wuji agrees, Father won't be able to object. I hope Father will understand me someday. Thinking of this, I pushed open the curtain and urged the cult members driving the carriage outside, "Hurry up." "Yes, Miss." I seemed to hear Yin Liuxia muttering to himself behind me again. "Why does it have to make Bu Hui fall in love with me? Wouldn't it be better if she just acknowledged me as her master?" "Isn't it because of that stinky Taoist Zhang Sanfeng on Wudang Mountain! If I control her like that, Zhang Sanfeng will definitely find out, and I can't deal with him. But love is something that no one can explain, and Zhang Sanfeng won't investigate too deeply." "I said, I can listen to you, but you must never slander my master!" "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more." I didn't hear what he said, but I was already used to his tendency to talk to himself. Postscript: Yang Bu Hui: A person who fell in love with Yin Liting because of the plot (?). Yin Liting: Because Yang Xiao cuckolded him, his Daoist heart was broken, and demonic energy entered his body. After being paralyzed, his resentment finally erupted, and he became completely corrupted. Guided by the demonic energy, he seduced Yang Buhui. Zhang Sanfeng: A background character, nicknamed "The Immortal Cultivator in the Martial World" on Bilibili, his Daoist magic is profound enough to intimidate demons. Demonic Energy: A powerful figure in the demon realm, challenging the hellish difficulty dungeon "Wudang Mountain." As for whether he can succeed... who knows? May Mr. Jin rest in peace. [The End]

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