[Fantasy] The Infinite Path to Godhood (Complete) - Chapters 46-48 (End)

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Chapter 003: The Vicious Witch The

thick, countless drops of blood and entrails flowing down the ground were utterly disgusting. The old woman standing before An Yu turned her bright, nearly fifty-year-old eyes and chuckled as she looked at him. “This dreamlike place is perfect for you.” Her voice was hoarse and strained.

A sense of fear began to creep into the young man's heart. "It's alright, I still have that tattered book. The spells in it are enough to deal with these bastards." This thought was naive. He slowly extended his right hand, raising it in mid-air.

The old woman watched his movements with interest. Red light shot from An Yu's fingertips, heading straight for her head. The aged woman caught it with one hand, wisps of white smoke rising from her palm. "With that paltry skill, you think you can fight me?"

As she finished speaking, a white light enveloped her. It was a stunningly beautiful young woman, dressed in a Qing Dynasty cheongsam, her delicate orchid-finger gesture particularly noticeable. "Who are you?" This time, An Yu spoke to her in the Chinese language.

"Haha, I've been dead for so many years, and you, a descendant of the bondservants of my Great Manchu Qing Empire, don't even know my name? You're guilty of a heinous crime!" She spoke calmly.

"I know who you are! You're the old hag Cixi..." An Yu's expression remained unchanged, his anger turning into a cruel laugh. "Heh, do you know why I'm still alive in this world?"

"Tell me." An Yu leaned against the wall. He was very...tired, but he knew this disgusting old woman was incredibly powerful. What a pity, damn it, if only her power from the other world were still there.

"Don't you think I'm beautiful?" She slowly walked forward, cupping An Yu's chin in one hand, exhaling a puff of white breath. "Yes, I am beautiful," An Yu said with a smile.

"I feel so empty right now..." Her beautiful eyes darted around, yet her face was nauseating. "Do you know why all the men in this ward died so tragically?"

"You didn't do it, did you!" Dark Feather sneered. "That's right, the men here made love to me day and night, but I wasn't satisfied. I hung them up one by one and whipped their corpses, then ripped out their hearts and scooped out their brains, adding them directly to their food for the newcomers. This cycle has been going on for fifty years." She spoke with unparalleled arrogance.

"Then what will I do?" Dark Feather asked, feigning fear. Cixi turned around, slowly unbuttoning her clothes. A smooth mirror stood before her, and the woman kept touching herself in the mirror. "Am I the most beautiful woman in the world?" She stared at her reflection in the mirror with a cold, serious expression and laughed loudly.

"Of course you are the most beautiful." Another version of herself was reflected in the mirror, the person in the mirror covering her small face and laughing softly.

"Did you hear that? She said I'm the most beautiful woman... Hahaha..." She must be a complete madwoman.

"Yeah, you're beautiful, and you're seriously ill." An Yu sighed, walked to the mirror, and glanced at the woman beside him. He had seen many women; this woman was indeed beautiful, but definitely not the most beautiful. Moreover, he felt nauseous whenever he saw photos of this old hag from the late Qing Dynasty.

"Hmph, go ahead and curse me now. From now on, you'll be my prisoner. It's been a long time since I've tasted the flavor of a descendant of a bondservant." Before she said that, she wanted to hear An Yu kneel before her and beg for her forgiveness in various ranks, because that would make her feel like she had returned to the past, and that she was still the Empress Dowager whom no one dared to disobey?

"You slut." An Yu grabbed her throat, kicked the mirror to pieces, and forced her into a corner. "You dare call me a slut... You deserve to die..." Even with her throat gripped, she remained calm and collected, her appearance utterly hateful. "You dog slave, go ahead and call me that..." She laughed, her body flashing past like a white shadow.

"You filthy bitch, you've committed heinous crimes and should have died long ago," An Yu calmly stared at her. This woman was truly hateful; the figure of the old hag Cixi floated in the air like a ghost, constantly hovering around them. "You dog slave, I'm right here. Didn't you want to kill me?" She stared defiantly at An Yu, her figure floating in front of him.

"You are truly a very beautiful woman. If I wanted to kill you... that would just be me making things up. I like you more than anything." The young man's expression changed, feigning deep affection as he stared into her eyes.

Though a hint of wariness lingered in her heart, she appeared incredibly arrogant and disdainful of everyone. In her eyes, An Yu's power was utterly insignificant.

"Want it? This beautiful body... I paid a heavy price for it..." She remained calm, undressing faster than the blink of an eye. Her clothes fell to the ground, soaked in the victim's blood, forming a blood-stained patch. "Do you want to know what the price was?" she sneered, her gaze fixed intently on An Yu.

"I don't want to know, because with such a beautiful woman before me, all I want now is to pin her down on the bed. Even if I die from fright, I'll still have a romantic life..." An Yu smiled slightly, his handsome face so striking that even this old hag couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.

The woman's brows furrowed slightly, and she smiled, saying, "It's been a long time since I've seen a man's body...tsk tsk..." She gently placed her hand on An Yu's shoulder, then slipped her other hand inside his pants. Even she, a woman who had been with countless men, was surprised by the thick, erect penis.

The woman turned around, gently swaying her rear end, her voice trembling with pleasure, like a female dog. "Why the back?" An Yu reached out and drew circles on her white, beautiful buttocks.

"Because it's my first time there, so..." She grinned, like an eighteen-year-old girl.

"Is that so?" An Yu lowered his head, expressionless, his eyes drifting to Cixi's secluded valley. The vulva was very dark, with too much hair, making one want to vomit at the sight, or rather, even just touching it would be disgusting. A dead dog lay on the ground, almost silent in its death, but its penis was enormous. Its fur was thick; let's call it a Tibetan Mastiff.

"Mmm... Ah... Ah... Ah... It's in... Oh... So comfortable... Ah... Ah... Ah." Her voice was incredibly wanton. The woman, like a dog, kept staring ahead, completely oblivious to An Yu's strange behavior behind her.

"Is it comfortable, Your Majesty?" An Yu continued, "Comfortable... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah..." "

How about this?" An Yu pressed.

"So comfortable... What is this... So rough..." Cixi roared with pleasure.

"Yes, it's probably because I've been masturbating for so long," An Yu said with a lewd smile.

"Mmm... In that case... From now on, you'll be my male concubine..." she continued to moan.

"It's such a blessing, can I go somewhere else?" An Yu pleaded.

"No..."

"What a disappointment." An Yu's speed suddenly increased.

"Ugh... Ah... Ah... Ugh. You bastard... What did you do to me... I... My body... My body is so hot..." She quickly turned around and found that red chili oil was dripping into her valley, radiating heat, making her feel like she was dying. Their eyes met, and she suddenly realized that An Yu was just squatting down, holding a monster-like penis in his hand, which wasn't his own.

"What is this?" She gritted her teeth and backed away, but the chili oil dripping into her valley was unbearably painful, making her feel like she had aged a hundred years in an instant.

"A dead dog's penis, suitable for a bitch like you." An Yu disgustedly threw it away and then walked up step by step.

"Don't come any closer, or I'll kill you!" she glared angrily.

"You're the one who's really in trouble, you filthy bitch." An Yu's face twisted into a grotesque grin as he grabbed her throat. "You think you can kill me?" she continued, sneering.

An Yu shoved her to the ground, glancing around. A leather whip caught his eye. Cixi looked at him and frantically tried to snatch it, running forward desperately, but halfway there, she tripped and fell, swallowing a mouthful of minced meat. "Your vitals are injured. You don't even have the strength to take ten steps now." An Yu looked down at the foolish woman.

"You'll regret this." She clutched her genitals, her face aging slowly, becoming completely, even unrecognizable as old. "Will I regret it? Foolish woman, as an old, unrecognizable piece of trash, I feel disgusted even touching your body. You should go back to the underworld." An Yu held the whip with a confident expression.

"You...you dare hit me?" She covered her filthy face, baring her teeth and roaring.

"Do you know what a whip is? A thousand men ride you!" An Yu stomped on her face, twisting her inhuman features repeatedly. "Whoosh, whoosh," the weapon crackled rhythmically in the air. "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...bastard...you...stop it!" The whip struck her exposed skin, veins bulging, as she screamed in a hoarse voice.

"Stop, my ass! I haven't had enough yet. Whipping is so much fun, perfect for an old woman like you." In the darkness, An Yu twisted her head, suspending her in mid-air, whipping her relentlessly. Her body was in agony, a living hell. "Ahhhhh... Please... please... spare me..."

"You... you my ass." An Yu blew out the candle, then placed her in her secluded valley, continuously pouring kerosene into it. "Ah... ah. ah. Ah ah. ah... you... you can't kill me... I'm immortal!" Cixi's face was swollen and bruised, her lower body nearing collapse. Despite the kerosene dousing, she still put up a final, desperate resistance.

"Can't be killed?" An Yu laughed smugly, lighting a match and slowly burning it against her dark vulva. "It hurts...it hurts so much...ah...ah...ah...ah...I'm going to die..." She struggled, resisting, her body heat rising, a ball of fire burning incessantly on her thigh. "Waaah...I was wrong...please spare me..."

"Burn you to death." An Yu sneered. Who was Empress Dowager Cixi? "The humiliating treaties signed during the late Qing Dynasty were all your doing, and you, you vile woman, even had the audacity to say: 'Better to give to friendly nations than to domestic slaves.' You treat the Han people like your own slaves, oblivious to the fact that this land has belonged to the descendants of Yan and Huang, the Han Chinese, for generations. Nurhaci, the Tungusic boar, seized the land from Li Zicheng, and the Manchu invaders entered Beijing, committing the Jiading Massacre, the Yangzhou Massacre, and slaughtering indiscriminately in every city they encountered. What face did these barbarians have to rule China for two hundred years? Now, three hundred years have passed, and do you see what the descendants of Yan and Huang look like? They fawn over foreigners, treating outsiders better than their own family, and even insulting their own people for the sake of outsiders. Isn't it all because of your damned rulers, you bondservants... bondservants my ass... you son of a bitch! A villain like you, the greatest scourge, should be executed!" With that, a knife slid down, and Cixi's head fell to the ground, her body still engulfed in flames. It was all over.

The dilapidated ward collapsed, and the young man, with his blood-stained hands, walked step by step forward, leaving this nightmarish place. Sunlight shone brightly, and the blood, under that light, appeared cold and sinister. .............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Chapter

004: Beautiful Mother and Son

Time was utterly meaningless to people like An Yu. His dilapidated figure, proud and aloof, escaped from this hospital cursed for centuries. The air outside was incredibly clean, without a trace of stench. People watched in horror as the blood-covered man emerged, and the terrified crowd scattered.

The morning mist was always so enchanting. Gradually, the mist thickened, and a simple courtyard house came into view. An Yu cautiously knocked on the door, but there was no response. Helpless, he could only sit and wait. He was utterly exhausted, almost wanting to end his life.

A dazed figure leaned against the door. The door opened, and a beautiful young woman with a charming appearance stepped out. When she saw An Yu's condition, her face was filled with worry. "How did Kazuhiko get so badly injured?" Miwako sighed, reached out her fair hand, and carried An Yu's body into the house.

A beautiful woman gently wiped his wound with a handkerchief. The young man groggily opened his eyes, looking at the beautiful and charming young woman before him. He couldn't help but swallow, but his guard was high. "Who are you? Where am I?"

"Heyan, what's wrong? I'm your mother! Are you feeling down?" The woman placed her hand on Anyu's forehead. Her body was mature and beautiful, her large breasts seemingly possessing a fatal attraction. "Your body smells so good!"

"Don't... don't talk nonsense. What kind of son flirts with his mother?" Miwako frowned, but took it as Anyu joking. "Your injury is quite serious. The wound is almost healed now. Lie down and rest!" Miwako smiled faintly. Anyu lowered his eyes, his vigilance still high.

“Learn from him.” The young man sat on the sofa, his gaze indifferently fixed on the beautiful young woman’s back. Suddenly, the phone rang. Just as Miwako was about to answer it, An Yu stood up and gave her a bright smile. His handsome face made even her, as his stepmother, feel her heart flutter. “Beautiful young woman, you must be very lonely, right? If it’s convenient, please come to the door.”

Miwako, standing beside An Yu, naturally understood what was being said on the other end of the phone. Her face immediately flushed red. “I’m here, you stay here.” He didn’t understand that since he had entered this woman’s house as her son, the son from the original story was naturally gone. The story of the beautiful mother was very simple: a son took advantage of the woman’s vulnerability and loneliness, then called to harass her, and finally a group of children gang-raped her. That was the story of the first episode.

"Be careful." Miwako sat on the sofa with a wry smile. For some reason, she felt that the man in front of her had suddenly changed. The young man pushed open the door, and as expected, a box contained a female masturbation device, which was an electric dildo.

The young man picked up the electric toy, looked it over, and could vaguely see a tiny camera on it. However, this thing was really small; his own erect penis was fifty centimeters long. His fighting ability was too poor. Thinking of this, he casually threw the toy into the air.

After doing all this, the beautiful woman looked at An Yu who came in with a puzzled look and asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"Nothing, Mom, you should cook. I'm starving." An Yu leaned back comfortably on the sofa, watching the beautiful young woman's back. His penis began to stir. Suddenly, there was a series of knocks on the door. "What should I do?" The woman subconsciously looked at An Yu.

"I'll go." An Yu lowered his head, walked to the door, and used his eagle eye to see many black figures outside, but he couldn't see their faces. He picked up a fruit knife from the side, quickly pushed the door open, and a group of people rushed into the house. In an instant, An Yu plunged the dagger into the heart of one of them, and blood splattered on the ground.

"You really don't know what's good for you." The leader, with a cigar in his mouth, his face ashen, smiled coldly, "Who sent you all?" An Yu took out the blood-stained fruit knife and brandished it in his hand.

"You don't know?" The leader glared at him angrily. "Know what?" An Yu sneered, while Miwako, who was in the kitchen, quickly came out. "These people are..." "

Hmph, we were sent by the boss to rape you." The black man with the cigar leered. "Laugh your mother's ass." This time, the dagger had already sliced across his head. "You...you'll regret this." Seeing their leader dead, the group tried to leave. "Hurry up and clean up this black man's body before you leave, don't dirty my house." An Yu picked up the dead man's head and threw it at the feet of the group of henchmen.

"If it weren't for that person, we would have killed you long ago." Henchman A spat and led the group away.

"Yiyan? You... why did you just kill someone?" She stared at Anyu in terror. "I didn't want to see you, Miwako, being insulted." Anyu wrapped his arms around her, his small hands gently kneading her large, snowy breasts. "Mmm... ahh... ah... you can't do this... you... you have to stop."

"How could I bear to stop such a beautiful woman? Are all Japanese women as sensitive as you?" Anyu tore off her apron, then carried her upstairs. "No... we... we can't."

"If you're lonely and empty, let your so-called son satisfy you properly!" Anyu sneered. This kind of stupid woman, especially a Japanese woman, would be too boring if he didn't just take advantage of her.

This was his own room. After closing the door, An Yu pushed the beautiful mature woman down onto the bed. The woman's white buttocks writhed incessantly, her beautiful body tempting him to force himself on her. "Yi Yan... no... no... we're mother and son." Miwako stammered shyly, unable to speak.

The young man ignored her, only pressing his hands against her large, moist valley and pink vulva. Under the intense visual stimulation, An Yu quickly pulled out his penis and thrust it inside. "Mmm... ah... ah... ah... no... please... don't... like this... mmm... ah... ah... so comfortable..." Her soft, seductive voice was so moving and melodious.

"You'd better behave yourself..." An Yu stared disdainfully at this bitch, his speed increasing, and spurts of white, sticky fluid shot into her body. Miwako's body felt increasingly stinging. Miwako smiled bitterly, but when she looked up, she saw a terrifying and sinister look on An Yu's face. "You... what do you want to do?" The boy ignored her. "Let's stop here for today. I think someone will be back tonight, and I'm hungry." An Yu turned his back to her. Actually,

he was very hesitant. Last time it was the old witch Cixi. Who could have predicted that this time it might be someone else? Walking down the stairs, the surroundings were very quiet. He suddenly wanted to turn around to see where Miwako was, but found the upstairs empty, without a trace of anyone. The eerie surroundings... The boy opened the table lid; the delicious food was gone, replaced by a foul stench. "I'm back." The door was pushed open, and a man in his forties carrying a work bag glanced at An Yu before sitting down on a stool, picking up chopsticks, and quietly eating the foul-smelling food. "Yiyan, why aren't you eating?" This body, the biological father of Anyu's body, asked through blood-stained teeth as he ate the centipede meat in his mouth. "It's nothing... You eat, I'll go upstairs first." Anyu silently turned away, a sense of fear spreading through him. He went upstairs and lay down in his room. Suddenly, he heard the sound of whipping coming from next door. In a panic, he pushed open the door and went to his stepmother Miwako's room. The corpses of dead men were hanging from the doorframe, and below them, the so-called father, Kazuto, was slowly digging out their hearts with a dagger. "Top-quality human flesh... Yiyan hasn't had dinner yet. Tonight, I'll give him heart buns!" he said, laughing as he used the dagger to rip out the bloodied hearts. Too dark, if you can't stand it, don't read it ...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Chapter 005: The Conspiracy is Hidden Now let's deduce something. The anime "The Lustful Mother" only features two women from beginning to end, but why was the son so bold as to have sex with his mother at the beginning? Later, that scumbag said his father was impotent. Clearly, the father was behind it all. And why did the protagonist's father suddenly return in the last episode? It was his son who called him, asking him to come over. Although there isn't a seventh episode, we still know that it will definitely end in a threesome, a two-man-one-woman plot that perfectly suits the Japanese taste for the extreme. The boy watched the disgusting man torturing the corpse, feeling a wave of nausea. He heard soft footsteps behind him and turned around in terror. It was the woman, Miwako, his mother. Her terrified gaze was fixed on the man dissecting the body, and she felt a surge of nausea, but An Yu kissed her lips. "Don't make a sound. If that scum finds out, we're both finished." There was no other way; he had lost his powers. The curse from the so-called broken book was useless now that the hospital's curse had disappeared. An Yu was just an ordinary mortal. The woman nodded, and the two stealthily walked down the corridor. The silence, especially late at night, was unsettling. After closing their bedroom door, An Yu and Miwako sat facing each other. "What should we do now?" She knew she had no one to rely on but this young man before her. "Tomorrow morning, after he goes to work, I'll take you away from here." An Yu stroked her beautiful, cheap breasts.

“Hmm, but this just doesn’t feel right.” Miwako had a great figure and big breasts; this kind of woman was born to be fucked by An Yu, especially Japanese women. He never cared about this woman’s feelings and pushed her to the ground again. “Now it’s just the two of us, mother and son. You can only trust me, and what I want now is to possess your body.” After saying that, he gently untied her apron, revealing her beautiful, snowy buttocks. “I… never mind. I know Ichihiko would never hurt me. If you really want it, then I will satisfy you.” Her moaning voice was so alluring. An Yu gently stroked her swollen lips, sucking on her beautiful juices little by little.

“Ichihiko’s thing is inside my body… um… ah… ah… ah um… ah… I’m so happy… Ichihiko, you won’t abandon me, right!” She genuinely felt that An Yu was very reliable, even though he was only seventeen or eighteen years old and she was only twenty-five, it was just a nominal relationship.

"Don't worry." An Yu gently reached out and pinched her cherry. "Mmm...don't...don't pinch there...okay...mmm..." Her voice was very natural, her eyes closed, as if she were enjoying her beloved man.

Her lower body was getting hotter and hotter, as if the sky had been pierced. Her son's strange thing was inserted all the way to the bottom inside her body. This feeling was unprecedented, like a tsunami, and her body was convulsing incessantly.

"Yi Yan...my good son...mmm...ah, I like you so much...I like you so much...mmm...ah...it feels so good...mmm."

This was destined to be a sleepless night, and An Yu showed no mercy, ravaging her body like a beast in heat. And this foolish woman was enjoying it very much. What was she thinking? An Yu didn't understand, nor did he want to understand. Perhaps even the woman herself didn't know the answer.

Just as the two finished making love, the door suddenly rang, a deep voice sounding as if right next to their ears, "Yi Yan... I've made you some top-quality steamed buns, come out and eat!"

"Hide." An Yu whispered to Miwako. After the woman put on her clothes, she opened the wardrobe and hid inside. The boy pretended nothing had happened and pushed open the door. Yosuke, who was Yi Yan's father in this body, had his face lowered, making it impossible to see his expression. His hands trembled as he held the bowl and chopsticks.

"You finally opened the door. I've been waiting outside for a long time." His voice was melodious, yet unusually cold.

"Thank you for your trouble. I'll take the buns. I'm going to sleep." An Yu yawned lazily.

"Where's Miwako?" The man trembled, his voice still devoid of emotion.

"I don't know." An Yu shrugged.

"I want to see you eat the buns." The man sat on the bed, staring intently at An Yu. The boy felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze. He glanced at the buns in the bowl; they looked no different from ordinary meat buns. He gently broke one in half, revealing chunks of human flesh filling inside, which were still raw and strangely red.

"Why aren't you eating them?" the man asked indifferently.

"Because the buns aren't cooked!" An Yu glanced at him, taking a few steps back as he spoke, casually pushing open a drawer.

"They're delicious, Yi Yan. You should eat more." The man looked up, his eyes bulging, his bloodless appearance making one want to vomit.

"Thank you, but now I've decided to kill you." An Yu took out a pair of scissors and pointed them at him.

"Yi Yan, why are you doing this to me? You should know the consequences of betraying me." The man seemed oblivious, staring into An Yu's eyes, filled with rage.

"What a joke, I don't understand what you mean." An Yu said disdainfully.

"Didn't we cooperate from the beginning?" the man shouted.

"What do you mean?"

"We had a plan. First, we arranged for you to sleep with Miwako, to play with this woman together. Then my underling came back and told me you betrayed me." Yosuke roared, his whole body trembling.

"Idiot, I don't know you. I just happened to be passing by and that woman called me into the house." As An Yu said this, he suddenly froze behind him. He was wrong.

"Dear Father, I'm here." Where did that voice come from?

An Yu felt he was completely wrong. He was alive? Then where was the son from the original story? Chapter 006: The End of the Beautiful Mother The room

was empty and silent. You couldn't hear a sound. An Yu turned her head to look at the source of the sound, only to see a man who looked exactly like her slowly walking out of the door. He wore glasses, and his eyes met hers. The man was also taken aback for a moment, then walked to the side of the so-called father. "I am Yi Yan. He is an imposter. Today he just wanted to go to the school to find a few women to play with." When he said this, he was very frightened, as if he had experienced something unprecedented. "I see. I thought you betrayed me. Eat this bun." Yang Jie picked up the food that An Yu had broken in half and handed it to Yi Yan. Gazing at the bloody human flesh, the man didn't hesitate, opening his mouth and swallowing it whole. "This taste is still so familiar, my dear father. Now, how should we deal with this man?" After speaking, the two men stared coldly at An Yu. An Yu sighed, opened the curtains; the moonlight outside was beautiful, but the hearts of those around him were icy cold. "Outnumbered, huh?" An Yu muttered to himself, turning to look at the two men. "I really want to taste your flesh myself." Yosuke, a Japanese man nearing fifty, looked utterly listless. "I've always been curious, where did your first wife go?" An Yu casually tossed out a question. The man hesitated, then suddenly smiled cruelly, taking a scalpel from his pocket and lightly rubbing it against his face. "Because I thought her flesh was beautiful, I cut it off and fed it to Yi Yan." "If things had gone according to your original plan, what would have happened to that stepmother?" An Yu was curious about the plot of the seventh chapter of the original story. "The result is simple: my father and I played with her, then cut off her flesh to make snacks with our drinks." The speaker was Ichihiko, the son, his words dripping with sarcasm. However, he seemed to be in very poor spirits, barely able to speak, and coughing incessantly. "What's wrong?" Yosuke gently pressed his shoulder.

"Today at school, I saw a group of women and men having sex, and I couldn't resist joining in. Who knew those women were practically insanely craving my essence?" Those eyes seemed to hate seeing that scene again.

"Alright, let's kill those imposters first!" Yosuke's face turned cold as he gripped the scalpel. His figure slowly approached, and An Yu coldly watched him. In a flash, he appeared before him, and in that instant, the scissors swiftly pierced Yosuke's eyes.

"Ah..." Yosuke clutched his eyes in agony, unable to see. Another tearing sound echoed in his chest. "Bastard, I... save me... Yi Yan."

"Are you talking about me, dear father?" The voice was strangely eerie, yet familiar—it was the voice of his own son. An Yu stared at him in confusion. Yi Yan pulled the blood-red dagger from his father's heart, licking his lips.

"I find killing my own father incredibly satisfying." He looked at An Yu with a slight amusement.

"Impressive." An Yu chuckled. He realized he had underestimated this man. If he could kill even his own father, what else was he incapable of?

"Next, it's your turn." Yi Yan approached An Yu step by step, his footsteps light, as if soulless. The dagger fell, and An Yu retreated, dodging the attack. The man followed closely, blood splattering as the dagger landed on An Yu's chest. It was too fast; no one could comprehend how he did it.

"What are you going to do now?" Seeing An Yu unable to move, Yi Yan sneered. He walked to where his father's corpse lay, bent down, and reached into his father's heart, then pulled it out. Holding the bloody organ in his hand, he swallowed it. An Yu struggled, supporting himself on one hand, staring at the man.

His form began to change, little by little, his skin peeled away, his entire body covered in blood, terrifying like a demon crawling out of hell. His hands—he had no hands, only countless lines radiating outwards from all directions, like a tentacle monster from an anime, utterly repulsive and chilling.

"This is my power! Did you see that? Incompetent humans." He chuckled as he approached An Yu. An Yu frowned, took a few steps back, and in an instant, the frenzied tentacles lashed out. An Yu sighed, quickly pushed open the cabinet door, and pulled Mei Hezi out. Looking at him, she could only sigh and say, "Mom! I'll take you away."

The woman was instantly captivated by An Yu's charm, shook her head, conjured a phantom night, and with a single move, Meteor Flame, instantly killed the tentacle monster. Then, space distorted... Chapter 007: Entering the Great Evil Division This is a train from Tokyo to Osaka. An Yu sat quietly on a bench, having changed into an ancient Chinese swordsman's robe according to the incantation in the Dark Bible, carrying an ancient sword on his back. His handsome appearance was, of course, all for the sake of showing off.

The surroundings were quiet; almost all the passengers had their heads bowed and eyes closed, as if asleep. The young man stood with his hands on his hips, feigning sleep. Faint footsteps could be heard coming from inside the train, very light, but not escaping An Yu's notice. The man, head bowed, glanced around like a predator hunting its prey, then fixed his gaze on a beautiful female office worker. The woman, head down, gripped the handrail above the tram with one hand. "Tsk tsk...what a beautiful woman. It wasn't for nothing that I used aphrodisiacs to drug everyone on the train." Indeed, since the tram was automated, there was no need to worry about it being knocked over or anything else. An Yu continued watching the man, who appeared to be in his forties or fifties, perfectly embodying the older generation's desire and pursuit of women. He walked up to the woman feigning sleep, his eyes fixed on her exquisite face. He swallowed hard, took a rope from his pocket, and lassoed her neck like a dog. Next, he reached out to touch the Japanese girl's breasts. "Ah!" Blood splattered as the man's aged hand was severed and fell to the ground, blood trickling from the broken end. "If you're going to lay a hand on a woman, why bother with such sneakiness?" An Yu sneered. The man's scream jolted everyone awake from their unconsciousness. They stared at the man, writhing on the ground in agony, barely clinging to life. "He's badly injured! Everyone, please help him!" The woman An Yu had rescued was completely unaware that the man intended to harm her; instead, she pleaded with those around her. "No, the train will stop halfway, and you'll be late for work." Who was he mocking? A nation unwilling to do even the simplest favor? How pathetic. "But..." The woman sighed, unable to speak further. She began to realize she was being assimilated by this group. "It was you...it was you who attacked me...Everyone, look! This guy is dressed strangely, he's obviously not from this country!" The injured pervert screamed in agony. "It must be him, I think he's the one who made us faint." The clamor was extremely jarring to An Yu's ears. The young man stepped on the man's head and slowly twisted it down, increasing the force of his leg. The man's head instantly flew apart, a horrifying sight. "..." Silence. Too quiet. The people around dared not speak out. An Yu glanced at them with a sneer, sat down disdainfully, and continued to sleep peacefully. "You murderer." It was the same woman who spoke. "What's your name?" An Yu opened his eyes and looked at the woman accusing him. "I...I...I'm called...Arisawa Mako..." The girl timidly shrank back, wearing a business uniform that accentuated her exquisite figure. "Good name, Zhen Yang, right! You said I'm a murderer, right? Now let's play a game!" An Yu held her close, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the surroundings. The group still looked angry but dared not speak out. "You... what do you want to do?" Zhen Yang tried to struggle free from An Yu's embrace. "Of course, I'm going to kill someone for you to see. These useless people are just wasting food." This was clearly an excuse. An Yu swung his sword, and a Japanese soldier's head fell to the ground. "..." Stunned, "You... please... don't... don't kill me!" They were completely thrown into turmoil. "Scared now! Remember, it's all this woman's fault. She actually said I'm a murderer? Good heavens, little Zhen Yang, where did you see me kill anyone?" An Yu smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"You...you're the one who killed him!" The girl glared at him angrily, while An Yu's hand pressed against her breasts. "This move is called the 'Milk-Sucking Dragon Claw Hand,' it's a favorite trick of perverts on trains." An Yu pinched her breasts through her clothes, and Arisawa Mako blushed, secretly looking up at An Yu. She had never seen such a handsome and dashing man.

"...Everyone, run!" Men scattered in all directions, crowding and trampling. There was no semblance of earthquake discipline. An Yu never believed that an individual could remain calm in the face of death, let alone a group of people. The so-called discipline was simply because the Japanese earthquake was too small.

"Help!" A little child was trampled to death. An Yu rushed forward to pick him up, but the devilish little brat pulled a dagger from his pocket and stabbed him in the chest. The boy dodged, pressing his hand against the child's head. "...You...brother...you...please don't kill me...I'll never do it again."

"I wanted to be a good person, but I suddenly realized something." An Yu smiled slightly, pinching the little child's cheek. A cold glint flashed in the child's eyes, but he was still afraid of dying, so he kept begging for mercy. "Tell me, I...I...I definitely understand your reasoning." He nodded repeatedly.

"Does killing a Japanese person need a reason?" Does it need a reason? Of course not, so An Yu broke his head in two.

A living person had died just like that, and the fear around them grew stronger, but the tram continued to speed along. "Even a rabbit, if bullied to the point of no return, will fight back." An Yu casually wiped his clothes, smiling as he looked at the passengers on the tram.

"You're right, let's all go together and kill this person. How dare he run wild on our turf! Too arrogant! Kill, kill, kill..." The group was driven to desperation, but unfortunately, no one was willing to actually approach him.

"Someone has to step forward. I'll do it!" It was a woman dressed in a Japanese judo uniform, with a black belt and a white headband. "What's your name?" An Yu blinked.

"My name is Sakazaki Yuri." The girl gave a sweet snort and took the lead, "Haoh Shohoken!" A white light suddenly flashed.

"The girls from the Dragon Tiger Dojo?" An Yu leaped up, blocking the energy blast, and pulled them into his arms. With Zhen Yang in his left arm and Sakazaki Yuri in his right, he felt quite comfortable.

"Show your strength! Don't cower like cowards, hiding in the shadows." An Yu kissed the two beauties' cheeks.

The crowd exchanged glances, then looked at An Yu as if in unison. "Please...please don't kill us...we...we kneel before you..."

"You're the most idiotic people I've ever seen..." An Yu sighed, drawing his longsword from his shoulder. One head, two heads, three heads—these fools, like lambs to the slaughter, awaited the butcher's slaughter. There were too many heads. The silent train, except for the sound of the engine, was completely empty. Only a sea of blood remained on the ground, along with countless male heads.

The women were still alive, staring resentfully at An Yu. "Please, don't kill them..." Zhen Yang gently stroked An Yu's cheek, pleading.

"Actually, sometimes I want to kill you too!" An Yu stroked her soft, long hair. "Why?" The girl struggled to escape An Yu's embrace.

"Because... I need too many female slaves. A female slave is a woman who is absolutely loyal to me... and you are not suitable." An Yu sighed, flicked his sleeve, and all the women disappeared, sent into his Qiankun sleeve.

The tram stopped with a whistle, and after arriving at the station, the young man slowly stepped off, the corpses inside the tram gone. But all of this was not his doing.

People rushed to board the tram, the young man walked slowly down the street with his hands in his pockets. In the distance was a ferry crossing, huge oil tankers, while An Yu's surroundings were quite barren, with fruit vendors, the ground wet, a noisy market, making one wonder if this was actually Osaka, Japan?

After walking for a while, they arrived at a shopping street. From afar, they could see a Chinese restaurant called "Amphibious." A female server in a red bodysuit and pigtails was preparing food, the delicious aroma filling the air and instantly making a good impression.

The young man entered the restaurant. It was very quiet, with few customers.

"What do you have to eat?" An Yu asked with a smile, sitting down on a stool.

"You... what would you like to order?" The girl approached him with a menu. "A fish, a plate of vegetables, and a bowl of rice, please." An Yu's expression was indifferent.

"Okay, it'll be ready soon, please wait a moment." The girl turned and went to the counter. "By the way, what's your name? You don't seem to be Japanese, right?" the young man asked curiously.

"My name is Bai Minhua." The girl was preparing the food, her forehead glistening with sweat. "I see... You know a man named Yamamoto Akuji?" An Yu's expression turned cold.

"Yes, do you know him? He's a very interesting person. He came to the store and helped drive away the troublemakers." The girl's face flushed slightly.

"I see, very good..." An Yu smiled, not saying anything more, the veins in his fist bulging. The girl looked at An Yu's expression in confusion, shaking her head helplessly. "Do you know where that man went now? I really want to thank him properly."

"Thank me properly first!" An Yu smiled, hugged her tightly, and then walked up the stairs. "You... what do you want to do?" Bai Minhua's voice trembled, her face flushed, and she shouted angrily.

"How do you plan to thank him? Why don't I thank him on his behalf!" He locked the door and threw her onto the bed. Chapter 008: Violent Torture and Murder of Yue Hua

" Aren't you going to resist?" An Yu gently stroked Bai Minhua's long, smooth hair. The girl, dressed like a Chinese doll, slowly closed her eyes. "I can't resist..." "For a woman, her chastity is more precious than anything else. I think you should choose to bite your tongue and commit suicide, rather than let others destroy your body." After saying this, he gently unbuttoned her clothes. The beautiful woman opened her eyes blankly, watching An Yu's handsome face slowly droop as he kissed her cheek. "I originally thought the Japanese were the kindest people, but seeing you, I've completely lost faith in them." The girl closed her eyes, muttering to herself. "Yes, I also thought they were the kindest. We weren't born in the past, so we can't feel the unforgivable, inhuman things others did to their own people. To us, those dead Chinese were just useless numbers, right?"

An Yu turned around and quietly walked to the calendar. Today was December 3rd. These numbers would slowly fade from the hearts of the people, little by little, hundreds of years later, until everyone had forgotten them. Forever forgotten. In that abyss of pain, all that could be heard was the intense resentment, hatred, and discontent emanating from the piles of white bones. But so what? What obligation did others have to choose to avenge you?

At most, they would just indulge in mindless fantasies and spew nonsense. "What are you trying to say?" The woman stared intently at An Yu's back. For some reason, this man had actually given up on inflicting violence on her and instead looked at that useless calendar.

"You forgot too?" An Yu walked up to her, lifting her chin. The girl looked at the calendar in confusion and shook her head, then smiled and said, "So you meant that thing. It was like that all along. The past isn't a big deal, after all, it wasn't me who died."

"You're so truthful, but now I feel I should do something for you." An Yu touched her beautiful cheek, his small hand slowly slipping inside her clothes. A "ripping" sound rang out, and her clothes were instantly removed, revealing her perfect figure to the air, her skin white and incredibly supple. The young man, like a seasoned pro, gently kissed her nipples, then kept biting them. "Ah...it hurts..." The girl closed her eyes, her white and translucent teeth gently biting down, a slight resistance escaping her throat.

"You bastard... Ah... Oh..." Bai Minhua's face was flushed, and her twin ponytails, falling to the ground, made her look incredibly alluring, instantly pleasing An Yu. The young man gently unbuttoned her clothes, revealing a traditional Chinese bodice underneath. "No... Don't... Ah..." The girl swayed, trying to escape An Yu.

"You're such a despicable man," the girl protested angrily. "Thank you for the compliment." An Yu lifted her chin, kissed her thin lips, untied the bodice, and then placed his hands on her breasts, kneading them forcefully. "Mmm... Ah... I... Don't touch me like that... There... It's so hot there..." The girl's voice trembled, wishing she could devour An Yu alive.

"Tsk tsk. It would be such a waste if such a beautiful body were played with by that idiot named Ekuji." An Yu chuckled, showing no remorse whatsoever. Instead, he slowly moved his hand inside her panties, the warm, stuffy fabric making her feel incredibly hot. An Yu's hand reached into the crevice and gently touched it.

"Ah... No... Don't do this... Oh... Don't put it in... Okay... So embarrassing..." The girl's anger grew as she watched An Yu's hand playfully teasing her private parts. Like a woman caught red-handed, she had no room to resist.

"Want to die?" An Yu opened her mouth and bent down, slowly unfastening her panties. A trickle of white, lustful fluid flowed from her vulva, like an archaeologist intently gazing at that secluded valley. "Don't look... Please... Don't look... So embarrassing." "The girl blushed and opened her mouth to explain.

"Don't say so much, this is so sensitive, it's already wet, do you want me to help you drink it all clean?" The boy chuckled, opening his small mouth to gently suck the droplets of water flowing from the girl, the wrinkled red flesh still retaining its virginity. "Don't lick... Ah... Please... Don't torture me like this... You... Just kill me then," the girl's slender legs spread open, lying on the bed watching the boy intently eating her water droplets, a bitter taste spreading in her heart.

"Isn't she very steadfast? You should take advantage of the fact that you're still alive to preserve your virginity for the so-called evil Japanese devil, Daeji." An Yu sneered, very disdainful of the woman in front of him.

"You... I feel sorry that China has a beast like you, beautiful Japan is so much better, Daeji is a good person, the people here are so kind, I really want to be Japanese..." The girl started babbling incoherently, her face growing increasingly red. "Aren't you going to die?" An Yu casually walked to the side, took out a small knife, and gently aimed it at her face.

"You...you...what do you want to do?" The girl was agitated. She was terrified of death, terrified of never being able to live in this beautiful land again, enjoying the wonderful days here. Deep down, she even began to hate her parents for not giving birth to her in Japan. Under her intense anger, she could only turn into innocent eyes, searching for An Yu's pity.

"Not going to die?" An Yu remained calm and collected. The knife lightly grazed a hair on her snowy peak, as lightly as a mosquito bite. The girl's heart finally settled. Thank goodness he didn't kill her. Suddenly, the knife flashed coldly, piercing her neck in an instant. Blood trickled down and then splattered out.

It happened too fast, she didn't even feel it. Her eyes were empty as she stared at An Yu. She thought this man only liked her body. "Is it strange?" An Yu reached out and gently wiped the blood off the knife, then lifted her head and placed it in a small sack. After tidying up the messy room—

Bai Minhua was dead—An Yu tore off a calendar page, crumpled it into pieces, and gently pushed open the window, throwing the pieces away. White doves flew in the azure sky, and a gentle breeze blew, causing the torn pieces of calendar to flutter. At the bottom, it read: December 3rd, the 74th anniversary of the Nanjing Massacre.

After cleaning up the murder scene, the young man carried the woman's body to the wardrobe, put his hands on his hips, and walked out of the room. Downstairs, a man in a black jacket could be seen from afar; he was slightly burly, with a square face, and excitedly clenched his fists. Behind him followed a little girl with silver-white, tousled hair, her lovely appearance and cold expression following the man.

"I said, Grandmother... This Chinese restaurant's food is quite good, let's eat here!" Yamamoto Akuji chuckled and patted the girl beside him on the shoulder.

The little girl, expressionless, suddenly turned cold, glancing in a certain direction within the shop, but seeing nothing, a hint of worry flashed through her mind. "Let's forget it, I have a bad feeling."

"Don't say that, with a First-Class Special Forces soldier like me here, what's there to be afraid of? Don't worry." Yamamoto Akuji ignored her wishes and walked directly into the shop, only to find it empty. His expression became somewhat unnatural.

"What's wrong?" Yue Huasha looked at him, puzzled. "There used to be a Chinese girl working here, I always ate here, but I don't know why she's not here today." Yamamoto Akuji frowned.

"Tch, you're just worried about that woman, aren't you?" The petite Yue Huasha rolled her eyes, sat down, and tapped the table. A strong tremor shook the table, almost as if the floor was about to crack.

In the darkness, a black figure lurked behind the door, coldly watching their every move. Footsteps sounded, and An Yu emerged from the living room carrying a bowl of plain noodles and braised meat, standing before them.

"Who are you? Where is Bai Minhua?" Yamamoto Akuji stared at An Yu with questioning eyes; he always looked down on outsiders.

"I'm Minhua's brother. She's sick today, so I'm handling things at the shop." An Yu smiled and placed the noodles on the table. The cute little Yue Huasha smelled the faint fragrance and felt a little intoxicated. "It smells so good! Akuji, you have good taste. Does that woman named Bai Minhua know how to make this dish?" Yue Huasha asked curiously.

"Of course! My sister is practically omnipotent when it comes to Chinese cuisine." "An Yu replied simply, while Yamamoto Akatsuki remained wary beside him.

"I see. In that case, I suggest Akatsuki should marry that woman." Yue Huasha took a bite of noodles, closing her eyes in enjoyment. Her chopsticks were crushed in her hand. The girl reacted quickly, already aiming the sharp end of the chopsticks at An Yu's eyes. The boy took a step back, dodging the attack.

"Grandmother, what are you doing?" Yamamoto Akatsuki asked, puzzled.

"There's poison in these noodles!" The girl stared coldly at An Yu. "You're really something. I didn't expect you to find out." An Yu indifferently glanced at the two of them.

"Who are you? Where is Bai Minhua?" Yamamoto Akuji roared angrily.

"You want to see her? It's a long, long time before you see her again... Maybe you'll never see her again in your life." An Yu sat calmly on the stool.

"You deserve to die." Yamamoto Akuji kicked An Yu hard in the chest.

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Chapter 009: Fear in the Dark

Yamamoto Akuji was, after all, a trained fighter, and his strength was naturally extraordinary. His leg strength was enormous. An Yu dodged to the side, easily avoiding his attack. A huge crater formed in the ground, which showed how powerful the force was. "You're very strong." An Yu gently drew his longsword from behind his back.

"Heh, don't think you're so great just because you have a weapon. Tell me quickly, where is Bai Minhua?" Yamamoto Akuji laughed.

"You like her a lot?" An Yu stroked the blade; the sword had no sharpness whatsoever. Yamamoto Akuji hesitated for a moment, then laughed, "You don't understand. She's a good girl, especially a Chinese girl. She's perfect for me to use."

"How would you use her, according to your plan?" An Yu flicked the tip of the sword, staring at Akuji with disdain.

"Of course, to sell her as a prostitute. Chinese women's bodies are the most valuable." His true nature was revealed. The little girl Yue Hua, standing beside him, remained expressionless, as if it were all too familiar to her.

"Very well, then you can die." The sword was too sharp, indeed extremely sharp. The moment it was drawn, it pierced Yamamoto Akuji's chest.

"You... how did you do that?" Yamamoto Akuji opened his mouth, roaring angrily. He was terrified of death. Death meant he could do nothing. The sky was filled with despair, and he could hear nothing. That helplessness, that lonely darkness, seemed to devour his body bit by bit. Death... How painful that must be! Who could understand? You can only truly understand someone else's pain if you experience it yourself.

He died, his body slowly falling to the ground. "This sword may be blunt, but the heart of the wielder is as sharp as a killing weapon. There is no strongest weapon in the world, but rather the person who wields it." An Yu stepped on Yamamoto Akuji's head. Yue Huasha's face was filled with horror and disbelief, even covering his face. Dead, Akuji was dead, died too quickly, his head was cut in half alive.

"You..." After Yue Huasha regained his composure, his eyes coldly swept over An Yu. He still held the sword that had killed him, blood slowly flowing from it, still radiating the warmth of death.

"What happened to me?" An Yu smiled with a hint of amusement. "Why did you kill Akuji?"

"Do I need a reason to kill a Japanese person?" Do I? Of course not. The young man gently hugged the little girl tightly in his arms with one hand.

"Then why didn't you kill me too?" The little girl with nearly white hair was filled with pain.

"Because you're a woman, I like women like you the most." An Yu embraced her and slowly walked up the stairs. However, because the murder was committed in a shop, more and more Japanese people gathered around. Although Osaka was dilapidated, it naturally had many hot-blooded men, some even hidden talents.

The girl's face flushed slightly. She broke free from An Yu's embrace, picked up a huge firecracker-like machine, and blasted it at An Yu. The boy picked up a pebble and flicked it lightly in the air, hitting Yue Huasha in the chest. "This..."

"This move is called pressure point." An Yu held her chin and then took out a packet of medicine from his pocket and poured it into her mouth. The girl had tried to resist at first, but in the end, she could only whimper a few times and swallow it.

"What is this?" She glared fiercely at An Yu. More and more people gathered around, surging in like a tide. Were they here to watch the show? Of course not. Everyone knew the power of Yamamoto Akatsuki in Osaka. He was dead, so his subordinates were gone!

In the darkness, a bald Japanese man with glasses and a sleazy appearance walked out from the crowd.

"Baka, you... Akuji..." The man's face was filled with grief and indignation. He bent down and gently held Yamamoto Akuji's head, sinking into extreme sorrow and despair.

"Another Japanese dog coming to die." An Yu sighed. "You bastard, do you know who he is? How dare you kill him? You're really asking for death." After saying that, a powerful fist rushed straight towards An Yu's face.

"You're too weak." A cold voice rang out. It was too fast, unpredictable. In an instant, his neck was separated from his body, and his bloody head fell to the ground. His pale eyeballs no longer had a chance to move, leaving only a trickle of blood splattering out like rain. Fear or terror, none of that mattered anymore, because he was already dead.

"Who's next? Are you all coming at me at once or taking your time?" An Yu glanced disdainfully at the group of useless trash, ignoring these beasts who only watched and didn't fight. He grabbed Yue Huasha's loli body, closed the shop door, carried her upstairs, and pushed open the door to the room. Yue Huasha frowned because she smelled the blood mixed in the air, a raw and repulsive stench.

"Someone died here before, right?" The girl stared coldly at An Yu's back.

"Yes, it was a woman who died." An Yu smiled slightly, reaching out and pressing his hand against her eyes, then slowly...

"Ugh... Ah... It hurts... What... What do you want to do?" She swayed her loli body, resisting. A cold light detached from her fair hand, directly across An Yu's heart. Blood splattered out, landing on her long white hair, instantly staining it completely.

Yue Huasha shouted excitedly in a childlike voice, panting heavily. Suddenly, her voice stopped abruptly. "Huff... Finally dead... Haha. Evil Si, I've avenged you... What... What happened?" Her body became unusually hot. What... What was that?

"Didn't you just ask me what I gave you to eat?" An Yu crawled out of the pool of blood, tearing off her clothes with his blood-stained hands. Then, he gently pinched the cherry on her not-so-large breast. The sensitive little cherry became a little erect. He pinched it harder and harder, and Yue Huasha suddenly felt her body begin to react. A drop of white fluid slowly flowed from the dark valley below her body.

"You...you...what did you give me to eat?" The girl's hand couldn't help but move slightly towards the secluded valley. She could feel strange sensations coming from her lower body, sensations that could drive her completely insane. She kept reaching out her fingers to scratch, while An Yu watched the cute little loli engaging in inappropriate self-touching as if he were appreciating an art film.

"Please...please...spare me...sob...give me the antidote quickly." The girl sobbed incessantly, her adult thoughts completely gone.

"I just gave you ordinary calcium tablets. You reacted so quickly, oh, I see. You didn't think I gave you an aphrodisiac, did you?" An Yu smiled slyly.

The devil's smile seemed to show that he had reduced Yue Huasha to his toy, and a sense of resentment and shame welled up throughout his body. "I...I will not submit to you, you devil...never...never."

"Unfortunately, your lower body is already wet." An Yu sighed lightly, his face disdainful.

"I...I...you...that...that definitely wasn't a calcium tablet...you lied to me!" The girl blushed, still somewhat unwilling to give up. "

Actually, it's a very simple principle. Tell me, how many times a week do you, as a loli, masturbate?" "An Yu walked calmly to the wardrobe, as if doing something.

"I...I...I never...even once." The girl's voice trembled. "Die!" She lunged forward, her weapon thrusting wildly towards An Yu's back. The young man slowly turned around and saw something she couldn't believe. Her face turned deathly pale, and the dagger could no longer be thrust out.

It was a headless woman. The demon was actually holding a headless corpse, facing her. The empty veins on the head seemed to have drained too much blood, and the skin was almost pale as a result.

"This woman also wanted to assassinate me, just like you. Unfortunately, this is her fate," An Yu chuckled, his laughter as cold as ice. After speaking, he placed the headless woman's corpse on the bed, then went to the cabinet beside the bed and took out a leather whip. "Let's play something interesting."

The girl shrank back and screamed loudly, "Aa ... "This voice is devoid of any human consciousness. She knelt down, muttering incessantly, 'Please... Please don't kill me... Please... Please... Ah... Ah... Ah...' She's gone mad.

'Have you been scared mad? How fragile.' The young man sighed, flicking the whip across her body. Painful screams rang out. Who? Who could hear her? Who would come to save her? No one, no one... 01-12
Chapter 010: Fear in the Darkness

Yue Huasha's body unknowingly began to show mottled red marks. Her terrified eyes stared blankly at An Yu, letting the whip fall on her body. Her hands were tightly bound by chains, gritting her teeth and silently enduring.

'Ah! Ah! Oh...!'" A series of scorching whips lashed her body, and it was hard to believe that this person, with her steely will, was actually a cute little girl.

An Yu, tired of whipping, threw the whip to the ground, walked to the girl's side, and lifted her chin. Tears welled in the girl's eyes.

"You... I... If you let me out, I will absolutely not let you get away with this," the girl weakly uttered.

"Is that so?" An Yu sneered. She still had a chance. The whip continued to lash out fiercely. The girl's body gradually adapted to this high-intensity stimulation, and a burning sensation shot straight to her head, bringing with it endless pleasure.

"Hurry up, hit me harder... hit me to death... Ah... good... so good... again... hit me harder..." "She grew increasingly excited. Though her lovely face was exhausted, each lash gently roused her from her slumber.

An Yu continued beating her for an hour until the girl collapsed to the ground, chuckling softly, 'Now keep hitting me! Onii-chan... Hurry up and hit me...'

'Very good. This is the first time I've seen such an interesting woman. You're so happy even though you're being hit.' An Yu locked the door, went downstairs, made some simple millet porridge, added a little soy sauce, then opened the upstairs door and placed the food on the floor. Yue Huasha, lying on the floor, stared blankly at An Yu, her eyes closed, blinking a few times: 'I won't eat it.' '

Is that so?'" An Yu smiled, took the dead woman's body from the cabinet and placed it on the bed. Then he placed Bai Minhua's head in front of Yue Huasha, next to a bowl of rice porridge. The nausea and hunger coexisted; surely this was more satisfying than eating instant noodles while watching a mermaid in a sewer.

"You... Ugh!!" Yue Huasha's pale lips moved a few times before she helplessly closed her eyes. She dared not say another word to this devil. The young man, his back to her, gently stroked the female corpse.

"This is a very beautiful woman's corpse. Do you see the head next to you?" The young man smiled slyly. Yue Huasha subconsciously glanced to her side; it was Bai Minhua's head, a stunningly beautiful face, now without a body. A white light flicked from An Yu's fingertip, and Yue Huasha breathed a sigh of relief. "Just a dead person."

"This... Where is this..." "Bai Minhua's throat veins throbbed, her lips moved slightly, and her eyes met Yue Hua's murderous gaze beside her.

"Ah..." The cute little girl screamed loudly, the sound so heart-wrenching. Gradually, her limp body twitched slightly, her small hands repeatedly pressing against the ground, sweat pouring down like rain. Sweat dripped from her

thin lips. "You..."

"I'm still alive..." Bai Minhua looked down in confusion, her mind blank. In the distance, she could see a young man embracing a headless corpse on the bed, kissing her breasts.

"Where's your body?" An Yu chuckled, embracing the headless corpse, and walked to Bai Minhua. Because there was only a head, the blood vessels connected to the ground, various meridians flowing, and even the slightest contact caused a stinging pain. "My... my body... what did you do to me?"

The young man grabbed her hair, lifted Bai Minhua to his right, and hung her on the clothes rack. Through the window, he could vaguely see what was happening inside. "What do you want to do to me? Put me down!" the head without a body shouted. Through the window, it saw the young man wantonly defiled its body. Although it had no head, the body was so perfect. The

rod entered the secluded valley. Dark Feather pressed against the body's chest, giving it a living soul. As Dark Feather slowly penetrated and withdrew, the body seemed to have a life of its own.

"Ah... Ah... Oh... You... Bastard... What have you done to me?" Bai Minhua's head made loud moaning sounds, while Dark Feather was now biting the tip of her snowy breast, little by little, a drop of juice flew from her cherry.

"Mmm... Ah... Oh... Please..." "Please, don't do this... You..." Despite the physical abuse, her senses remained intact. She let out soft, seductive moans, her forehead beaded with sweat. Yue Huasha, meanwhile, was parched. A long, long time had passed. The weather outside had changed countless times, and that bastard was still wantonly toying with the headless corpse, while the head outside emitted evocative whimpers.

Rain silently fell from outside. An Yu gently stroked the woman's bloodstained body, then picked up a tissue from the ground, carefully dabbing the blood into it before walking to Yue Huasha. The girl knelt silently on the ground.

"You... do you know how much time has passed?"

An Yu shook her head. The woman kept sticking out her tongue to lick the almost empty food in the bowl, her face growing paler and paler. "I don't know how much time has passed. I only know that the sun has risen in the east and set in the west four times." After saying that, she smeared blood on her face .

"It's been four days... Please... Please kill me, okay?" Her tongue was dry and white, her eyes filled with pleading.

An Yu sneered, staring directly at her. "Why don't you die yourself?"

"Because... because I love my life, I can't bear to leave this world... I can't do it... cough cough..." She swallowed, her expression sorrowful. Her once beautiful, flawless hands were now covered in wounds. The woman outside had her head soaked by the rain, her face pale, and her long, flowing hair obscured her features. She was a woman who had suffered the same torture as me, but sadly, we were probably both unaware of why this demon treated us so cruelly.

I just kept reaching out my hands, inching closer to the man's leg. I... I... What did I do wrong to yearn for him, to beg him to kill me?

An Yu glanced at her coldly, walked to the bedside, picked up a small knife, and cut a small piece of flesh from her leg. "Ah!!!" A hoarse voice came from outside the door. "It hurts... Please, let me die, okay?"

Her head swayed as it hung from the clothes rack, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. For some reason, she thought of the man who had rescued her in the shop, his broad shoulders, but she had never had the chance to touch him again. How... how much she wished he would appear and save her now... "Akuji... Akuji... Akuji, where are you... Hurry... Come and save me... Waaah..."

An Yu turned her head and looked at the head that was crying sadly, without any expression, and simply placed the leg meat in the bowl in front of Yue Huasha's mouth.

"You...why aren't you saying anything...are you feeling guilty?" Yue Huasha stared at the human flesh in the bowl. "That woman...she...she's Bai Minhua?" A hoarse voice, a loli-like figure, covered in wounds, a voice devoid of any emotion...all of this was embodied in this girl.

"Are you going to eat it or not...if you don't...I'll throw it away." An Yu closed his eyes, reaching out to pry open Bai Minhua's mouth tightly. The girl struggled and resisted, the deepest pain from within overwhelming him, shattering his heart. No one but Ekuji would come to save them, but...but that man was dead...

Tasting the leg flesh of the woman called Bai Minhua on his tongue, the blood stained the flesh, making it like jelly, greatly increasing his appetite. His teeth were being ground up and down by the man, biting into the flesh little by little. Gradually, his taste buds opened, watermelon-like juice slowly flowing into his throat, the taste was astringent, yet...it was incredibly delicious. "Haha..."

She laughed loudly, shaking off An Yu's hand. Like a starving female dog, she opened her arms and began to devour what was, to her, the delicious food. The chewing became increasingly satisfying, the meat slices oozing thick, fresh blood and juices, her strength gradually returning.

Outside the door, the woman continued to scream and howl, but no one came to her rescue. Perhaps it was because Yue Huasha had eaten her leg meat, causing intense pain to her senses.

An Yu didn't glance at Yue Huasha again. She reached out and slowly dissected the female corpse, then removed the disgusting internal organs, clutching them tightly in her hand. Under the intense pain, the woman's head was on the verge of collapse—or rather, it had already collapsed. Her long, swaying hair cascaded down her back. The pain had lasted so long that she had forgotten how it started. Now, she simply closed her eyes, her screams as chilling as a vengeful ghost!

The man went downstairs. Besides the chaotic sounds of cutting, there was nothing else. In the deathly silent room, there was a severed head and a female dog. Yue Huasha greatly admired Bai Minhua.

The door opened again; An Yu's hands were covered in blood as he carried a burlap sack. He opened it, revealing a large pile of bloody pieces of flesh. He walked step by step to Bai Minhua's severed head, holding a blood clot that resembled internal organs. Bai Minhua closed her eyes; she knew this man was going to feed her.

Evil Si... Evil Si will come to save me. If I just endure this for a little while, it will all pass. She smiled gently, opening her small mouth, "I'm so hungry. Thank you for the food."

"Mm." An Yu nodded, stuffing the internal organs into her mouth. The woman swallowed them whole. Evil Si... "He'll come to save me," the woman's trembling face contorted incessantly, her teeth relentlessly biting and tearing at the entrails, devouring them with frenzied abandon. Her black eyes, cold as frost, greedily sucked the blood from the flesh.

"Finished?" An Yu smiled, the woman's mouth stained with blood. Her face, streaked with blood from eating so quickly, bore faint marks. "Thank you," Bai Minhua smiled faintly. The meat swallowed flowed from her neck, falling to the ground. The chewed pieces couldn't be digested, for they had no body.

"How does it taste?" An Yu whispered in her ear, the meat on the ground wriggling with worms, a sight that made one want to vomit.

"It's delicious, simply heavenly."

After hearing this, An Yu expressionlessly placed the entire sack of meat onto the balcony. The sun shone on the rotting flesh, causing it to stink. The girl, dazed and greedy, stared intently at the large amount of meat, silently praying that Evil Si would come to rescue her before noon, so she wouldn't have to pretend to enjoy eating human flesh anymore.

The sky grew hotter, the light brighter. Bai Minhua basked in the sunlight, while in a dark corner, Yue Huasha huddled alone on the ground, vomiting incessantly.

Time passed. Bai Minhua was exhausted, but still no one came to rescue her. An Yu quietly closed her eyes, gazing at the scenery outside the window. "Lunchtime."

"No...no...don't...I...I...I don't want to eat anymore...you...you take it away...let me...let me starve to death!" She protested loudly like a madwoman.

“I thought Yamamoto Akuji would come to save you, but he still didn’t. I thought I could hold on forever, but I found myself so fragile that I couldn’t even endure half a day.” An Yu muttered to himself, stepping on the rotting flesh.

“You… how did you know I thought that… you…” The girl stared at the pile of rotting flesh in fear, as if she had realized something. She couldn’t believe it, she… absolutely didn’t want to believe it,

she hoped it was false. “This is Yamamoto Akuji’s flesh. You ate his flesh, but you couldn’t digest it. You could only watch these entrails fall out of your throat. Does this mean you can never be together?” An Yu lifted her chin, teasingly. He began to regret not killing her more decisively; perhaps this woman wouldn’t have to suffer so much.

“Truly admirable, haha… you fool… you actually thought someone like Akuji would come to save you.” Yue Hua Sha laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Aren't you the same? When you were eating that meat, weren't you thinking about Yamamoto Asahi?" An Yu sighed, stepping on Yue Huasha's head.

The girl said nothing more. She closed her eyes, sitting quietly, dreaming. In her dream, demons swirled around her, their smiles growing increasingly sinister. Outside, the sky was filled with swirling clouds, completely obscuring the sun, and countless dark monsters descended from the sky... The nightmare had only just begun.

Chapter 011: The Realm of Dreams

- Remember the Farthest. Her heart was empty. She had eaten the flesh of the man she had always secretly loved, Asahi. The nauseating disgust and guilt overwhelmed her. Her powerless head swayed in the wind, the clothes rack fell to the ground, her head slammed against the wall, and blood splattered from her forehead.

Dark footsteps trod on the stinking balcony. The demon opened its eyes and stared coldly, staring, "Do you want to die? You can't die... I don't want you to die yet." After saying that, he grabbed Bai Minhua's head and pressed it onto the naked, headless corpse, and the body began to be connected little by little.

A beautiful body, a stunning face now covered in wounds. The woman opened her eyes, gazing at her hands, shoulders, body, feet, chest, and that unspeakable, hidden valley—everything was perfectly intact. Beneath her handsome features, a young man sat beside her, gently taking out an unknown potion from his handkerchief and wiping the wounds on her face. His tender actions made it hard to believe this was the same demon who had just been there, or perhaps this guy had a split personality.

The woman coldly snorted and slapped away An Yu's hand. The young man turned around, not in a hurry to object, and picked up a mirror from the ground. "Here, take it. It'll be better if you dress up a bit before you die."

Bai Minhua, though puzzled, still forcefully took the mirror. Women love beauty, and the mirror reflected her face—a blood-red face, with rotting worms wriggling on it, slowly devouring the flesh. Yet, her body felt no abnormality. Was this... was this still herself?

"Why are you so calm, and not afraid at all?" An Yu stroked her cheek playfully. The moment his fingertips touched hers, a worm was still crawling on it, its

black pupils bloodless. The woman snapped back to reality, staring at the disgusting worm, her mind blank. She wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word. What... what's wrong? Why do I still want to live? Knowing full well that being held by this person would be worse than death, my hand... I raised my hand. The worm had already parasitized my entire body. My body itched so much. I scratched it, I couldn't stand it anymore. Like a madman, I frantically scratched my skin. It felt so good... so exhilarating. A large amount of blood was drawn out, my skin slowly cracking. The pain seemed to suppress the itching within me. Gradually, it became itchier and itchier with each scratch, and it felt increasingly good. My body involuntarily scratched and scratched, tearing off large chunks of skin. It hurt... I slowly lowered my head, staring at my own body. I saw a mass of human bones.

A pair of eyes still mocked me. Haha, how comfortable... Haha. So satisfying... I kept grabbing, my heart was ripped out, my body torn apart like strips of paper, countless insects flying through my flesh. Then I stopped moving, my body disappeared, only those eyes remained, constantly moving. In the instant my gaze met that demon's, I saw his emotionless face.

"Even in death, you truly feel no pity?" I am Bai Minhua, unable to speak, I could only glare angrily at that demon.

He laughed, that same cruel smile. He saw me laughing at my mangled, torn body. "Why should I pity you?" The man turned, and a green, dragonfly-like monster flew in through the window. "Kill... kill that man quickly..." If only I could speak, but alas, only my eyes remained, still twitching.

"Watch closely, my power is inexhaustible." An Yu sneered. The monster before him was exceptionally ugly; a monster was, after all, a hybrid of monster and human. "I didn't expect there were still humans alive." The monster laughed, its claws outstretched as it tore at An Yu's body.

"Bastard." The young man uttered only two words before his sword was drawn, shredding the monster's body into powder. There was no pain; the corpse fell to the ground. After doing all this, An Yu lit a fire, completely engulfing the house in flames. The raging flames burned the two women who had died inside to ashes.

After finishing, he leaped up and landed on the ground, seemingly oblivious to the countless corpses scattered around him. He strolled leisurely, while countless monsters glared menacingly at the smiling human. "What are you looking at?" the young man asked casually, dodging their attacks.

No matter how the monsters attacked, he could always dodge, but... why didn't he fight back?

"Kill! This is Osaka! Kill all the Japanese people here, men and women alike! Kill! Kill! Kill!" Dark Feather coldly grabbed a monster's head, blood splattering everywhere. The head was mangled beyond recognition; no one knew how he did it.

The monsters stared at him in terror, uttering not a word. The strong were always worthy of respect. The frenzied slaughter continued. The young man reached the summit of the back mountain, standing high above the city. Everyone was dead; their blood had turned into crimson water. Shouts, the sounds of hacking and slashing filled the air. Old people, children—no one was spared. The endless carnage continued.

Dark Feather closed his eyes and walked to the crimson pillar of light. His figure disappeared into it. The grass had been trampled, indicating someone had entered. What kind of world lay beyond?

Chapter 012: Darkness Wants to Indulge in

Another World, a Paradise Like a Dream, Yet This Paradise Seems to Have Suffered a Powerful Raid; Everyone is Dead. Far Away, on a Small Hill, a Woman of Ordinary Appearance Has Her Clothes Torn Apart. A Man with Bandages on His Head Sticks Out His Tongue, “Woman… Haha… What a Beautiful Woman.”

Dark Feather Stands Quietly in the Grass Watching. Footsteps Sound. The Man, Sensing Something Amiss, Turns Around. “Human? Another Human? Are You Going to Save This Woman?” Vines Gradually Bind Her Skin, Branding Deep Red Marks. White Drops of Water Sprinkle in the Quiet Valley.

“Continue. This Woman Isn’t Worth Saving.” Dark Feather Waves His Hand. When Did He Become So Ruthless? You’ll Understand Soon.

The Zombie Feels the Powerful Aura of Dark Feather and Trembles. “Aren’t You Going to Stop Me?”

“I Said You Should Do It Now.” Dark Feather Says Impatiently with Disdain.

The zombie nodded, its hands constantly reaching out to tease the woman's hidden valley. The ordinary-looking woman's eyes gradually glazed over, and droplets of moisture increased. "Ah...so comfortable...so good...faster...faster, put your stick inside." The

slightest teasing was like an aphrodisiac. The zombie pulled out its blue rod and began to explore the woman. An Yu turned away, no longer watching. He had already seen through it all, and besides, she was so plain-looking, he didn't care. He simply looked elsewhere, listening to the woman's pleasurable cries. "Um sir...please...please give me some to my ass too."

The woman's voice was seductive, but her appearance was average. An Yu spat. "I don't mind." The zombie chuckled. "You don't mind? I do." An Yu coldly slapped the woman

. "Stop...put that woman down!" A white tiger descended from the sky. An Yu glanced at it indifferently. "Do you want to stop this?"

"You...you're human? Why did you watch that woman being...you...by a monster?" the tiger roared angrily.

"What's it to me? She was perfectly willing. We don't need someone who's been ridden by thousands." Dark Feather glanced at the tiger with satisfaction. "The world of dreams has been invaded by monsters, and so has your reality. You're so heartless." A cold glint flashed in the tiger's eyes as it lunged forward. The young man easily dodged, grabbing its throat. "You want to live? Die!" Dark Feather kicked it in the stomach, and the tiger died instantly.

"Thank you very much, human." The zombie, still unsatisfied, chuckled, looking at the woman's exhausted state.

"You're a demon, and I'm a demon too. Have you had your fun? How could I possibly want a woman so ugly? Now you can die." Dark Feather glanced at it disdainfully, and flames shot out, incinerating both the zombie and the woman into ashes.

The dream world should return to normal. An Yu slowly opened his eyes, and everything returned to reality. A simple bed, an alarm clock beside it. The young man looked at himself in the mirror; he was quite handsome. Suddenly, he sensed a dangerous aura. He dodged it nimbly and instantly grabbed the person by the neck. It was a very cute girl, holding a pillow, her body suspended in mid-air, struggling to breathe. "Brother Qiu Jun... what's wrong? Waaah..."

The young man frowned and released her. Seeing the pillow, he understood. According to the body's memories, this girl seemed to be called Omi Yua, a little girl, the girl next door, who would come every day to wake the body's owner with a pillow attack.

"Hmm, sorry." The young man glanced at her coldly. He knew this world all too well; he wouldn't believe this girl.

She smiled, her appearance average, and her stature too short. "Brother, you have to go to school now," she said, then turned her back to An Yu, her face cold, and left the room.

After dressing, the boy, pretending to be the man who had lived there, pushed open the door. No one was home. Breakfast was laid out on the table. Looking at the lavish breakfast, the boy casually twisted open a piece of bread, revealing bright red meat filling swaying inside. "Heh... interesting."

An Yu didn't eat, slung her schoolbag over her shoulder, and left the room.

Chapter 013: Magical Girl Loves

Under the gray sky, the boy walked along the road to school. Beside him, the little girl, Jieya, innocently carried her schoolbag. Beside her, a green-haired girl wearing glasses followed closely, her clear, untainted eyes secretly observing An Yu. Then, she reached out and tugged at Jieya's hand, whispering, "How strange! Jieya, why is Akio-nii so quiet today?"

"Keep your voice down, don't let Akio-nii hear us. I also felt he was acting strange today. This morning, he almost killed me..." Jieya timidly shrank back, quietly reminding her classmate, Maeda Satoshi.

A strange feeling lingered in his mind. These two innocent girls couldn't possibly be bad people, could they? The young man stared aimlessly ahead, the two little girls beside him chattering incessantly. A soft footstep sounded, and he felt someone tap his shoulder. He quickly turned around, revealing a beautiful face, long, flowing blue hair, a brownish-red shawl, and long, slender legs clad in a black skirt. The two girls gazed at each other, the other seemingly uncomfortable under An Yu's gaze, blushing slightly.

"Qiu Jun, are you alright?" The woman, carrying a small bag, lowered her head and spoke softly. "I'm fine," the young man nodded, no longer looking at her. The feeling remained—danger, as if it were lurking nearby. Perhaps he was overthinking it. He continued walking, while the three women behind him exchanged uneasy glances.

"Hey, Qiu Jun, why are you walking so fast today? You didn't even wait for me!" It was a man's voice. The boy turned around quickly. This time, he showed no mercy, grabbing the other man's neck with one hand and hoisting him high into the air. The other man was a bespectacled, seemingly refined man. After his throat was locked, the three girls around him rushed over in a panic .

"Brother Qiu Jun... what's wrong with you..." Jie Ya tugged hard at An Yu's sleeve, anxiously trying to stop him.

"He's not a good person..." An Yu's grip tightened. "Bastard, I'm your good brother, Yu Shi Heng! What's wrong with you today... acting so crazy?" The man roared in pain. "

Is that so?" An Yu sighed and released his grip. "Qiu Jun, are you alright? If you're tired, you don't need to go to school today. I'll walk you home." The beautiful, disheveled woman spoke softly. Her name was Gong Guang Meijing.

"It's alright," the young man smiled helplessly. The memories of this body were correct; that man was indeed his best friend. However, this strange feeling was definitely not wrong.

"Haha, you must not have eaten. I know that when Qiu Jun doesn't eat, he must be the most anxious." Jieya suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled. This innocent smile made it impossible to guess that she might be a heinous villain.

An Yu rolled his eyes and met his gaze. The girl's face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head shyly. "Qiu Jun, don't look at me like that... I'll get shy."

"So, little Jieya, you can be shy too." Yu Shiheng laughed heartily, his words filled with unspeakable joy. "Ah~~~" The girl suddenly screamed in shock, her throat snapped in an instant. Her eyes were filled with disbelief as she stared at An Yu in utter astonishment. Her head fell to the ground with a thud. "You... what are you doing, Jieya..." Yu Shiheng shouted, grabbing An Yu's collar and glaring at him angrily.

"See for yourselves..." An Yu sneered, for she saw the two women beside her filled with terror. A tearing sound echoed from the ground as tentacles, like earthworms, burrowed out of Jieya's body. The enormous creature was over ten meters tall. On this rural road, where only a few people lived, seeing such a monster was indeed a rare sight.

"This...this is Jieya? How could such a monster be ejected from Jieya's body..." The bespectacled girl, a classmate of Omi Jieya, covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

"No...no, she's definitely not Jieya...Akito...tell me quickly what happened!" Kuroko Kagemi, An Yu's current body's senior, gripped his hand tightly, as if unwilling to break free.

The tentacle monster stood in the center, a flash of anger in its dark eyes as it glared at An Yu. "How did you find me?"

The boy sneered, reaching out to gently lift the chin of his senior, Jing Mei. The beautiful girl blushed, "No...no...it's so...so embarrassing..."

"You poisoned the food this morning, didn't you? I knew you were up to something a long time ago." An Yu chuckled casually, completely unconcerned about the tentacle monster's massive body. Black tentacles lashed out from its bloodied form, reaching towards Jing Mei's body. The boy quickly stepped in front of her, the tentacles very close. With a swift sword strike, a huge chunk of flesh fell to the ground. The severed tentacles continued to crawl on the ground, a nauseating sight.

"Oh...it's so scary...Brother Qiujun...please save me!" The bespectacled girl, Maeda Satoe, said nervously. "I don't need to save you, you know that yourself." An Yu smiled calmly. Black tentacles were already gradually enveloping Satoe's body, her less-than-perfect figure exposed to the air. After the tentacles pierced her body, suddenly, her smooth body tore open in an instant, and another black tentacle appeared.

"How...how is this possible..." Yu Shiheng stood rooted to the spot, unable to comprehend it. Just a moment ago everything was fine, but now everything had suddenly changed. "Where did Jieya and Satoe go? Tell me quickly!" he shouted at the two tentacle monsters.

"They've already been possessed by us, their souls are being slowly devoured!" The two tentacle monsters exchanged a smile, but it quickly turned cold as they stared at An Yu. This man was terrifying.

"Two bastards, good for scaring mortals, but not for someone like me." An Yu stroked the longsword in his hand. His so-called strength was something he grasped in an instant, commonly known as a cheat code.

"Humans, die!" Tens of thousands of tentacles surged towards An Yu's body, while Yu Shiheng and Gong Guangjingmei ran away in perfect unison.

The young man remained fearless, like a dancer in the wind. His sword, seemingly invisible, had already struck thousands of times, one strike at a time. The vital points of the two tentacle monsters were pierced, and blood spurted from their crimson heads. One, two, their bloody, squid-like bodies lay sprawled on the ground. In the silent air, a gentle breeze blew, and the young man walked towards the school as if he were in a world apart.

Before they knew it, they had finally arrived at school. From afar, they could see the girl with light blue hair standing under the willow tree, anxiously looking around. Upon seeing An Yu, she ran up to him, panting heavily, sweat dripping down her beautiful face. "Are you alright...? I...I thought something had happened to you." The girl leaned gently on his shoulder, her long hair swaying. The surrounding students pointed and whispered about the couple embracing.

"I'm fine... thank you." An Yu gently pushed her away, then looked around and saw Yu Shiheng staring at him coldly. "Tell me quickly, how is Jieya now?"

"Dead." The boy was too lazy to answer. When they arrived at the school gate, a large group of girls were lined up, seemingly waiting for something. A pretty face could be vaguely seen among them, and she looked quite charming in her school uniform. In front of the gate, a man with a lewd appearance, who looked to be only in his forties, smiled smugly. "Hurry up and let us in..." the ugly girls in front shouted loudly.

"Shut up." The lewd man slapped the woman across the face. Because she was already ugly, the slap made her look even uglier.

"You all wait there. There's a new school rule today. Girls must undergo a physical examination by me before they can enter." After saying that, he coldly scanned the girls.

The women exchanged bewildered glances, but there was nothing they could do. "That man's name is Naito Shinji, he's our school's social studies teacher. I'm so nervous... What if it's my turn?" The thought of a full-body check made the girl next to her, Miyako Hiromi, blush and show considerable resistance.

"You're not resisting?" An Yu shook his head, scoffing. "How could I... It's a school rule, and breaking it means expulsion. I guess we'll have to take turns having a physical exam every day from now on... Look how wronged that girl is... Even though she's not pretty, she's being touched..." Hiromi shook her head.

"Useless woman." An Yu turned away, too lazy to look at her.

"You... Why are you even saying that to Akito... Even if you won't save me, you should at least comfort me a little." Tears streamed down the woman's face, her beautiful features and aggrieved expression evoking a sense of pity.

An Yu shook his head. "Women who dare not resist are all spineless. If you want to be enslaved by these stupid school rules, that's your business, what does it have to do with me?" His cold, ruthless words, when they reached the woman's eyes, turned into silence. She didn't want to say anything more; she knew this man was cold-hearted and his personality had drastically changed.

The girls at the front of the line were all considered unattractive. An Yu stood aside, watching indifferently. Soon, it was the turn of a very cute girl with dark blue hair. She walked forward calmly, closed her eyes, and for a teacher who had touched all the unattractive girls, this was like a gift from heaven. He subconsciously looked the girl up and down and softly asked, "What's your name, classmate?"

"Kano He Ai," the woman replied indifferently.

"Very good, you're really cute and charming. We must abide by the school rules, you know?" After saying this, the filthy hand slowly reached out. The woman closed her eyes, awaiting the devil's torment. Suddenly, the sound stopped. She opened her eyes in a daze. A gasp rippled through the room. An arm lay on the ground, the lewd male teacher collapsing in pain, blood spurting out. A handsome man stood in front of her. "Bastard...you...it hurts...my...my hand!" Naito Shinji roared in anguish, his eyes turning deep red, but instantly returning to normal. He feigned pain, rolling on the ground.

"Why didn't you resist? You have the ability." The arrogant figure stepped on the man's face, a cold voice ringing out, filled with anger and deep-seated contempt.

Without a trace of shame, the woman lowered her head and chuckled, "Because I got used to being touched in another world, I became too lazy to resist."

"I see." An Yu grinned at her, stepping over the lewd man's body as he walked into the school. Why bother with other people's business? ...

Chapter 014: Public Enemy vs. Tentacles

Gradually, more and more people gathered. At the door, a beautiful woman in red pushed open the door, holding a lesson plan in her hand. Beneath her cold expression, her appearance was extremely alluring.

The blue-haired Gong Guangjingmei secretly glanced at An Yu, then lowered her head, moving the note in her hand to his desk. "Why did you help that woman? You like her, don't you?"

Faced with his deskmate's blatant question, the boy shook his head and wrote three words on the note: "Scumbag."

Upon seeing this, Kōjiro Kagemi's face darkened with anger, and she continued in a low voice, "Are you insulting me?"

"No," the young man replied calmly. Because they were very close, he could vaguely see the heaving of the woman's chest as she became angry, and coupled with her faint body fragrance, An Yu felt slightly uneasy.

The lovely girl, upon hearing this, secretly glanced at Kana He'ai and smiled, "Then you must be talking about her."

"Both women are the same," the young man replied softly, pretending to listen attentively. A cold glint appeared as he looked in that direction and saw Kana He'ai's figure. Sensing his gaze, the woman closed her eyes again.

"Sigh, it seems she's ignoring you," Kōjiro Kagemi said undeterred.

"They're both shameless," An Yu sneered.

"You... how can you be like this? I'm talking to you nicely and you still insult me," the woman said indignantly.

The boy seemed oblivious, their voices too soft to be easily noticed. The aloof female teacher, Hinohisa, on the podium, occasionally let a seductive smile creep across her lips. Beneath her red jacket, a black vest concealed her ample breasts. The woman deftly wrote meaningless Japanese characters on the desk, listening to the chatter in the classroom.

Seemingly tired, she bent down and adjusted her shoes, her sharp nails digging into her inner thigh. Drips of bright red blood could be seen flowing from the pierced skin, landing on her fingertips. Then, she opened her small mouth and gently sucked, her intentions unclear.

The weather was lovely today, sunlight streaming in through the window. Sitting in the classroom, listening to the Japanese woman reading aloud from her textbook, the boy's mood brightened. Aside from their rote studying, the students would occasionally sneakily pull out their phones, glance around, and then quietly press a button to type. Afterward, they felt a surge of joy, even the girl next to An Yu, Kouhiro Kagemi, was no exception.

The boy, idly resting his chin on his hand, observed everyone's actions. The bell rang, and the boy rose from his seat. The female teacher, Harumi, left the classroom with her lesson plan.

Everything was uneventful. The boy walked past the students' seats; they were quiet, silent, only giving An Yu strange looks before a smile crept across their faces.

Alone, still alone, it was impossible to understand what they were thinking. After leaving the classroom, it became unusually noisy, just like usual. The teenagers walked down the corridor, all the way to the toilet. The noise was loud, and some students started fighting over a few words. In a corner, they seemed to hear a strange sound.

The boy walked over silently, sneaking his head closer. He saw a woman huddled in a corner, trembling. Her clothes were off, and she was of average appearance. Two men stood in front of her. The woman forced a smile. "Add another five thousand yen and I can get it into your ass!" Her voice was sweet and seductive. As her forced flattery faded, the two students burst into laughter. "I'll take the front, you take the back. You can swallow this thing for the extra hole!" Man A took out a red vibrator and put it in the woman's mouth.

"Haha, three holes at once, this is so interesting." Man B reached out and stroked the woman's anus in a sarcastic tone, the vibrator instantly going in. "Ah...ah...so good, I want the other hole too! Waaah, both holes are in...you guys are so amazing." Her voice was sweet. An Yu sighed. This was the first time he had ever seen such blatant pornography.

After man A inserted the stick into the valley, he suddenly took out his phone. "Hey, where are you guys? I'll show you a live AV broadcast. There's a slut being fucked so hard right now." As he spoke, the stick was slowly sucked into the valley, and the woman let out soft, mournful moans of pleasure.

"Amazing, you two are really amazing... Escort dating is so enjoyable." She closed her eyes contentedly, seemingly oblivious to the man's threat to call for help. Behind her, rapid footsteps sounded, and a dozen or so students brushed past An Yu. The young man acted as if nothing had happened, following closely behind the men. One by one, the men tackled the woman to the ground.

"Ah..." A painful cry rang out. In an instant, in the blink of an eye, dozens of men lay on the ground in agony, their faces unusually dry. The woman licked the white liquid from the corner of her mouth and let out a soft moan. The two men lying beneath her had faces as pale as withered old trees.

After slightly rising, she smiled contemptuously, put on her clothes, and walked out of the corner. Suddenly, she felt herself bump into something. The woman looked up in surprise, staring at the other person. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently. This man was very handsome. She reached out and placed her delicate hand on An Yu's shoulder. "Do you think I'm beautiful?" she said, exhaling a breath of fresh air.

The boy quickly slapped her hand to the ground. "Utterly ugly. Only a bunch of idiots would like you." An Yu's voice still showed her no mercy.

"Oh... I remember who you are." The woman lowered her head, took out her phone from her pocket, and waved it in front of An Yu a few times. The boy stared at the white screen with a surprised expression and snatched it from the woman's hand.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!" Countless messages popped up, as if this meant something.

"What is this?" An Yu looked at the bitch in front of her in confusion.

"This? You really don't know?" The woman shook her head, looking at An Yu with a pitiful expression.

"Go ahead and tell me." The boy smiled, casually glancing at the text messages. The content was all the same, but strangely, the first person to send them was Gong Guangjingmei's phone number.

The woman shook her head. "Unfortunately, I can't tell you." She then pressed her body against An Yu, pinning him against the wall. The surrounding corpses of their male classmates only made the scene more gruesome.

A bloody gash flashed across her neck as the boy lifted the woman's head into his hand. Her unwavering eyes seemed oblivious to her impending death. Tentacles, writhing within her body, emerged from the severed neck. "You...you're truly ruthless," the tentacle monster sighed.

"Only a spineless wretch like you can be like this," An Yu chuckled. His movements were gentle, his eyes coldly fixed on the woman. His fist slowly clenched, and in that instant, the head he held was torn apart, flesh and blood flying everywhere, as easily as crushing a leaf. The tentacle monster's enormous body was as tall as a house.

The two stared at each other. Perhaps this enemy was far stronger than the two they had encountered before. Its crimson body and tentacles resembling human penises flicked a few times before piercing towards An Yu's chest like sharp needles.

The boy moved swiftly, grabbing a man's corpse from the ground and using it as a shield. The crimson tentacles pierced into the corpse, rapidly extracting and absorbing the man's blood like a juicer. "You think you can dodge this?" the tentacle monster laughed. This time, twenty tentacles simultaneously targeted An Yu's head, shoulders, thighs, chest—every part of his body was locked in place.

A whooshing sound rang out as the boy leaped into the air. The tentacles struck the ground, creating a huge crater. An invisible longsword swung out once more, striking the enemy's vitals just as it had before. The tentacle monster's head was severed and fell to the ground, all its nerves disintegrating into powder. It could no longer control the crimson tentacles writhing on the ground.

After resolving the matter, An Yu turned around expressionlessly and walked towards the classroom. The bell rang, and in the instant a figure brushed past him, a dagger, as if anticipated, stabbed towards An Yu's chest. The boy stepped back, snapping the other's neck.

Walking towards the classroom, he was like a public enemy; everyone's eyes seemed to focus on him, those nearby selectively rushing towards him. Another foolish fool charged forward. This time, the other didn't move, smiling. "Can we be friends?"

"Of course," An Yu laughed. The man nodded, pulling a knife from his pocket. "What do you want to do to me?" the boy asked with a playful smile.

"I want to kill you, so you should be happy, friend!" The man chuckled, the knife piercing the skin. Blood flowed, but it wasn't An Yu's blood; it was his own. Blood gushed from his body. The agonizing human collapsed to the ground, twitching a few times like a dead dog before dying.

An Yu walked away disdainfully, casually grabbing a passerby. Before the bewildered person could react, their head was severed. One, two, three, four, five, and more—students were killed one by one along the path to the classroom.

"Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free."

Chapter 015: Forced Pushing Xiao Ai.

The schools in this world were like a demon's domain. An Yu casually snapped the necks of passing students. He had killed too many; countless corpses lay scattered on the ground. Amidst the flowing blood, An Yu finally reached the classroom, having killed about a hundred students. Unfortunately, none of them were the tentacle monster in human form. The

quiet classroom didn't become noisy or bustling because of the number of dead outside; instead, it became even more silent. A lewd-looking man stood on the podium, holding a ruler, looking at each student one by one. ...

"Knock knock." A knock sounded on the door. An Yu, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looked like a delinquent, covered in blood—hardly a student.

"Qiu Jun, you're late today. Don't do it again." The male teacher's eyes turned slightly cold. He was the lewd social worker who had been checking the girls' bodies this morning. Underneath his black clothes, his aged appearance made him look like a lewd old man trying to prey on a young girl. The humiliation of being beaten up by An Yu that morning resurfaced in his mind, and he felt a surge of anger.

"I know, you old geezer." The delinquent snorted. If he wanted to fight this kind of scum, he would be instantly killed. An Yu was quite audacious. He sat down in his original seat, his former delinquent personality completely unleashed.

"Qiu Jun, what's wrong with you today... You seem like a completely different person, just like this morning." Sitting next to him, the beautiful Gong Guangmei frowned, her expression worried.

"Don't mess with me, or I'll kill you." An Yu closed his eyes, slumped onto the table, and the woman beside him stared expressionlessly at his dejected state, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. In the silent classroom, no one spoke. The teacher sighed, took a measuring tape from his pocket, placed it on the table, and scanned the students below with a serious expression.

"Today we'll be conducting a physical examination. Girls, please line up. This is for your new school uniforms." He finished speaking, looking at An Yu with lingering fear, afraid that this little devil might lose his temper and his life would be over.

The boy seemed oblivious to everything, closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep. As the man spoke, the students began to whisper amongst themselves.

The girls, in particular, were unwilling. "Um... Qiu Jun... could you... could you help me?" A fairly attractive girl tugged at An Yu's sleeve as he slept, asking timidly.

The young man gazed at her tenderly, gently stroking her cheek. "Little sister, you're so beautiful." He then pulled her into his arms, embracing a female student in front of so many people, especially with a social studies teacher on stage. This was utterly outrageous! The old man, still trying to contain himself, his face flushed crimson, was furious, but he could only pretend not to see, like a coward.

The girl's body was beautiful, and with her beautiful classmate Jingmei beside her, An Yu looked like a spoiled rich kid with two women on his arms. Jingmei glared at them with jealousy and shouted,

"Enough! What time is it? How can you do this in class?" Her eyes grew increasingly red as she stared at the woman's lack of resistance, her expression growing increasingly grim.

"Is this older sister jealous?" The woman in An Yu's arms blushed and couldn't help but stick her tongue out at An Yu. The boy, touching her breasts through her clothes, suddenly paused. He noticed that the boys in the class had all pulled out Japanese watermelon knives from their drawers, stood up expressionlessly, and said nothing more.

Naito Shinji, the social studies teacher, laughed loudly. He couldn't wait for An Yu to be chopped up by these students. "This is punishment for violating school rules, so everyone, chop her up! Chop her to death! Let her understand the authority of our school. I hope everyone will take this as a warning." After saying that, he felt a series of sharp pains, blood spurted out, and he collapsed to the ground in agony, struggling incessantly. It would be strange if he wasn't chopped to pieces after so many knives had landed on his body.

Unable to comprehend the students' ruthlessness, after completing their actions, the students turned their gaze to An Yu, chuckled a few times, and then swarmed forward. The young man frowned slightly, "Run quickly."

Gong Guangjingmei tugged at his clothes from behind, her brows revealing boundless worry.

An Yu smiled, reaching out to embrace her slender waist, completely ignoring the impending slaughter behind him. Time seemed to stand still as their eyes met. The girl's face flushed, and she nodded gently, like a lovestruck woman. But at that moment, An Yu flicked his sleeve, wiping out the group of useless and indecisive scum. Faced with such a powerful man, no one could resist.

Inside the classroom, all the men were dead, not a single one remained. The young man held Jingmei's petite body, kissing her thin lips. "You... not here,"

Jingmei gently pushed Anyu away, her eyebrows lowered, like a woman experiencing her first love. So many women's eyes met here at the same time. Under the gaze of countless people, Anyu continued to tease the cute little woman in front of him. His hand slowly reached out, pressed against her breasts, and then suddenly moved. The girl timidly shrank back, a faint joy on her face, her body gently pressed to the ground.

"Hmph." A soft snort sounded, and Anyu coldly turned his head, staring at the other person. Wasn't that Jia Yehe Ai? "What's wrong, Ai? What's wrong? It'll be your turn soon." Anyu smiled, walked to the door, completely sealing off the surroundings, and then with a flick of his sleeve, cleaned up the corpses on the ground, creating a good space for lovemaking for himself.

"You... what do you want to do?" None of the female students knew how An Yu had done it. "Of course, I'm going to push you all down one by one." An Yu sneered, and the women scattered in panic. The young man's body flashed, and he casually tied one of the women up with a rope.

"Stop..." Kane Heai shouted loudly.

"You think you can stop me?" An Yu smiled disdainfully.

"You... you're a complete scoundrel. So this is your true nature." Kane Heai lowered her head, her beautiful face covered with frost.

"You're right. Now I'm going to push you down." An Yu sneered, immobilizing her body with a pressure point strike from a distance. He then walked to the other women, took out rope from his pocket, and tied them up one by one.

"Qiu Jun... you've changed... how did you become like this..." Mei Jing couldn't help but exclaim.

"Don't you love me anymore?" An Yu's grinning appearance was indeed hateful, but because he was so handsome, the female students stared at him in a daze.

"You think I wouldn't tie you up, Japanese woman!" With a sly smile, An Yu, holding Kuroko Kagemi's body, bound her to the wall according to international custom. The enclosed space meant no one could see what was happening inside.

After the young man finished, a spell came from behind him, casually knocking her to the ground. Kanagawa, panting, glared at him angrily, "You scum..."

But as soon as she finished speaking, a warm sensation washed over her, as if she were being held. The young man held her slender waist, gently playing with her breasts.

"No... ah..." Kanagawa closed her eyes, unable to suppress a soft moan.

"These breasts are really big." The boy lowered his head, gently pulling open her clothes, then reaching his hand inside her bra from behind. The girl's nightmare seemed to awaken once again. She remembered being touched by countless women in another world, the cold words of those magical girls still echoing in her mind, "Remember, when dealing with enemies, you should learn not to resist, and we women are best suited for making love with our own kind."

That was the mission that magical girls had to follow. From the first time she arrived in this world, when she went to school in the morning, ready to accept this test, she found An Yu appearing. She had always thought he was a good person, but now it was different, this scumbag...

"You seem to be thinking a lot." An Yu touched Xiao Ai's nose, his small hand pulling off her panties, revealing a narrow slit between her long, beautiful legs.

"You...you...don't do this..." Xiao Ai closed her eyes, feeling An Yu's groping hands invading her, her expression extremely tense.

"Xiao Ai's body is so beautiful..." A gentle voice sounded, too gentle.

Xiao Ai couldn't help but blush, "Please...please...don't...let me go, okay?" Her voice trembled.

"I love you so much, how could I hurt you?" An Yu pushed her to the ground, while the women around them, bound, could only watch, their faces flushed.

After An Yu removed Xiao Ai's blue school uniform, he fondled her breasts, the girl's face turning red, a hint of anger flashing between her brows, "Try touching me again." When she spoke, she seemed like a different person.

"Oh dear, a split personality? Or is there another soul hidden in your body?" An Yu smiled and reached out to press his hand on her ample breasts. In that instant, a white soul was extracted from her. It was a very beautiful woman with long brown hair, wearing a white witch's robe, with stunning looks, floating in the air, coldly staring at An Yu, "You scum, you can just wait to die here today."

Chapter 016: Making Love in the Air

A white warrior's uniform, with a black undershirt covering her body, concealed her massive breasts, though they couldn't hide their enormous size. Beneath her long brown hair, her exquisite face was filled with a serious expression. Floating on the ground, her face held a fierce glint. "Who are you? You're quite good-looking." Dark Feather didn't know why this female warrior had emerged from Xiao Ai's secluded valley, but now he desperately wanted to push her to the ground.

"Meige...you...how did you get out?" Xiao Ai appeared extremely weak, as if the emergence of another personality within her would cause her immense harm.

"Yes, I was hiding perfectly well, but this bastard forcibly pulled me out of your body." The beautiful female warrior grew increasingly angry, as if she wanted to devour Dark Feather whole.

"Tsk tsk, what a lovely and charming girl. How about it, be my woman?" An Yu subconsciously shifted his gaze to other parts of the classroom. The female students were all tied to the wall, unable to move. All the women's clothes were tightly bound with ropes, and faint red marks could be seen on their snowy breasts. The group of women stared blankly at Meige, who seemed to have descended from the heavens.

"Don't worry, I'll make this scum die a horrible death." The woman took a deep breath. As a spirit, her current strength was less than half of what it used to be, but she was still confident in facing a human like An Yu.

"Stop talking nonsense, bring it on. Your father won't show you any mercy just because you're my daughter." Once An Yu took an interest in a woman, he didn't care about her seniority.

"You...you're so rude!" Meige's face showed anger. The magic wand in her hand emitted a red light, a light that concealed enormous energy. If it landed on a person, they would surely be shattered to pieces.

However, these so-called attacks were nothing to a superior being. An Yu was too fast, easily dodging her attacks. His figure leaped up and tightly embraced her. The beautiful girl struggled futilely, her body as thin as paper, resting lightly on An Yu's shoulder, her jade-like face flushed with embarrassment.

"You...you better let me go." She continued her futile struggles, appearing extremely angry, her beautiful jade feet kicking wildly in the air. The young man stared intently into her eyes. It was too similar; she looked just like his girlfriend from a past life. "What's your name?" An Yu took a deep breath.

The girl closed her small mouth, feeling increasingly uneasy under An Yu's gaze. Why was he looking at me like that? This was disgusting. "Kill me!"

she said, closing her eyes. "I'm asking you, what's your name..." An Yu grabbed her neck, his cold voice no longer as gentle as before. He had to have this woman, and he had to make her willingly fall in love with him.

"I...I..." "Why should I tell you? You might as well kill me." She smiled, then suddenly felt An Yu kiss her lips deeply. The girl, filled with shame and anger, reached out to slap An Yu. "See that? Kanagawa Ai over there." An Yu sneered, and with a flick of his finger, a stone was thrown, embedding itself in Ai's shoulder. Blood spurted out, and the girl screamed in pain.

"You...you...bastard!" The girl glared angrily at An Yu, as if she wanted to stand up for her beloved after seeing her wronged.

"Tell me your name, or I'll kill her." Of course, he was just bluffing. Did this woman's name matter? Of course not.

"My name is Meige." Her eyes were lowered, her lips still being kissed by An Yu. She stared into An Yu's eyes with her beautiful eyes, seeing the tenderness in his gaze, as if he truly loved her. He didn't make any further moves, just kissed her passionately, gradually moving from her lips to her neck, and then... ripping... her clothes were torn off. He kissed Meige's flawless, white skin, his small mouth kissing her beautiful breasts, his full nipples biting hard, it hurt.

"Ah... you... so... so shameful..." "Because there were too many women below watching her and An Yu making love in the air.

Jealousy, resentment, mockery, and curses emanated from the bound women's eyes. She even felt like dying. But this man's body was so warm. Her clothes were torn open, leaving her with very little. Strands of her white robe fell to the ground, and the young man pressed them down beneath him. The girl was incredibly shy, her eyes looking down. If only she could fall and die.

"You won't fall. You're so beautiful, how could I bear to let you fall?"

An Yu's thick penis pressed against her lower abdomen. The beautiful girl was extremely shy, biting her lip secretly. "You bastard... You... What do you want?"

"Tsk tsk, look at these legs, how perfect they are, and this secluded valley, 100% pink labia. What do you think I want to do?" With a grin, An Yu placed his hand behind the beauty and gently patted her bottom. "Ouch..." the girl cried out in alarm, a red mark branded on her beautiful buttocks, the intense shame stimulating her nerves. "Does

it hurt?" An Yu's gentle voice rang out, burying his head between her breasts, inhaling the sweet scent of her milk, making her look like a baby in a cradle waiting for its mother's milk.

Meige had no strength left; her limp body could only utter sounds of resistance. An Yu pressed her down, opening his mouth to kiss her pink vulva, glistening droplets slowly overflowing from it. "Ah... no... don't lick... oh... please... you... you're making me... I... it hurts so much." She clenched her teeth tightly. An Yu was so wicked.

"Feels good, doesn't it? Beg me now, or I won't give it to you." An Yu continued sucking the delicious nectar. "Ah... please... you... just kill me..." "

You slut... you look like you're enjoying it." The women tied up below shouted, but the girl ignored them, her eyes secretly glancing at Xiao Ai. The cute girl lowered her head, covering her ears with her hands, unwilling to see or hear the sounds of Mei Ge being fucked by An Yu. "It sounds so

good, why are you blocking it?" An Yu's slightly mocking words entered Xiao Ai's ears like a demon's summons. The girl trembled, raised her head, and her eyes met the man's in an instant. He was still licking Mei Ge's valley, but his eyes were fixed on her, as if he could see right through her.

"Ah... no... oh..." "Oh...please...don't do this. You...you're licking me to death..." Meg sang softly as Dark Feather's tongue gently sucked at her valley.

"Scream...beg me...if you don't beg me...I'm going to continue..." Dark Feather smiled slyly, attacking her like a lustful wolf. "No...oh...bastard...faster...faster...give it to me...faster...oh...give it to me quickly...I...I can't take it anymore...use...faster use your big southern country to fuck me to death." She begged loudly, like a bitch. "Ah...it hurts..." The beauty's voice lingered, but the rod had already entered, bombarding the secluded valley with frenzied force.

"Oh...no...ah...ah...keep going...oh...it hurts so much...ah...it hurts so much...you...how could you treat me like this...oh...you're going to kill me...I...I'm such a slut...ah...ah...I'm going to be fucked to pieces..." Meg's eyes were slightly closed; she was now in a state of ecstasy. Dark Feather's rod was truly amazing. With each attack, "Ah...ah...ah...I'm going to come...oh...I'm going to come...bastard...I'm going to come...ah...oh...no...no...don't shoot inside...oh...it's in..."

"Waaah..." The woman sobbed softly, leaning against An Yu's chest, like a wounded little girl seeking solace.

Why did this happen? She... She was clearly mine... Xiao Ai gritted her teeth, still remembering the first time she had a lesbian relationship with Mei Ge in another world... Now... The girl she loved had become a disgusting man's slave... Unwilling... Hatred... Darkness... Her body was shrouded in black mist, her blood-red eyes went blind, and her body transformed into a series of overlapping black shadows.

"Kill..." Chapter 17: One Dragon and Thirty Phoenixes

After Xiao Ai turned to the dark side, her speed became incredibly fast, and she no longer cared about her naked body. He charged straight at An Yu. The boy sighed, holding Meg close to dodge her attack. The girl couldn't understand why she could never defeat this devilish boy. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on An Yu, who was enjoying himself. He was gently reaching out and teasing Meg's little valley. "Ah...don't do this...oh, you bad guy..." Meg let out a painful moan, her lustful juices flowing slowly down, her face growing increasingly red. "Why...why even you, Meg, betrayed me...you...you were supposed to be mine!" Xiao Ai blushed and hurriedly threw a spell at Meg's body. The girl, who was being held by An Yu, was stunned and couldn't even imagine that her former sister would treat her like this. Oh well, so be it. It was just a worthless life anyway, and it wasn't even defiled by this man. Just as her body was about to be attacked, like a melodramatic scene, An Yu blocked her way and flicked his sleeve, dispersing the attack. "Why did you save me?" Meg's hateful gaze was fixed on An Yu. "It couldn't be helped. You're my woman, right? I originally wanted to kill you, but I'm just too soft-hearted." An Yu didn't know why his personality had changed so quickly. A woman was nothing; killing her was fine. "You...you deserve to die!" Xiao Ai shouted, her body appearing less than a meter away from An Yu. The two were very close. The young man sneered and took out an enema kit from his pocket. Clear drops of water swirled inside the thin tube. "What do you want to do?" Xiao Ai sneered, unleashing another dark magic spell. "Two paths you can take: one, offer your backside; two, offer your front." There was no choice; she was destined to be violated by this bastard from beginning to end. Xiao Ai gritted her teeth. Was she going to die? "Stop trying to resist! Now you'd better just obediently offer your body!" After the young man dispersed her attacks, glistening droplets of water flowed slowly from the enema tool into Xiao Ai's beautiful buttocks. The girl felt a chill run through her body. "You... what are you trying to do? Please stop... Oh... don't do this..." Her body was so cold, so chilly, she felt like she was about to die. Gradually, as the cold sensation accompanied the droplets flowing into her anus, she gradually got used to it, but it still felt very wet inside. "You... she won't be able to take it..." Meg glanced at An Yu, who was eagerly pulling out his penis, and spat, clearly very concerned about the physical condition of his lesbian girlfriend, Xiao Ai. "Well, there's nothing I can do. Who told this girl to be so disobedient?" An Yu slapped Xiao Ai's buttocks hard. "Ah... you bastard..." The girl moaned softly, but was powerless to resist. A piercing pain shot through her anus as the enormous penis slowly penetrated deeper into her body. How could she live with this? No, no, this feeling... oh, it hurts so much... bastard... I want to... I want to kill this man... Ah... Ah... Ah, you bastard... She protested silently. Seeing her silent, An Yu lost interest. It seemed he hadn't used enough force. He secretly channeled his inner energy, and his penis grew larger and larger as it entered Xiao Ai's anus. "It hurts... It hurts so much... Ah... Ah..." She could no longer endure it; her beautiful face was filled with humiliation. "That's more like it. It already hurts a lot, so scream out loud and release the pain in your heart." An Yu smiled slightly, holding her chin and kissing Xiao Ai's thin lips head-on, while using his penis to launch a powerful attack on her secret valley. The girl couldn't take it anymore, clenching her fists tightly and pounding An Yu's chest incessantly. "I hate you... I hate you... Ah... I hate you..." A heart-wrenching pain came, it hurt so much, it felt like her blood was about to explode. Her anus was completely breached, and bright red bloodstains fell to the ground. The thick penis had penetrated her anus and reached the top. "Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah... It hurts... It hurts so much... Ah... Ah... Ah..." She pounded An Yu's chest as if her life depended on it, but gradually the man still didn't resist, as if this attack was nothing to him. The girl looked pleadingly at Mei Ge, her own sister. "Why...why won't you save me...Meg...save me now...kill...kill this man...hurry up..." she screamed angrily through gritted teeth. The girl in the white magical girl robe listened silently to the girl's cries, hesitating for a few moments before deciding whether to go over. In the instant their eyes met, the man suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with amusement, as if to say, "Come and kill me then..." Hahahaha... "No...no...you...you can suffer alone. I...I won't...Master, right...I'm the best girl." Meg writhed, her face a pleading expression. This man was terrifying, a demon. Even in another magical world, it would just be lesbian sex. Suddenly remembering the pain of that thing he used to penetrate her, she could only manage a forced smile at Xiao Ai. "I'm sorry!!" Those three simple words contained so much. Her sister, whom she'd grown up with, had betrayed her. The corrupted girl gradually returned to her original form, but inside her, the man was still relentlessly attacking her anus. It hurt so much... "It hurts so much," her pale face filled with helplessness and self-mockery. "Please...please...please...ah...ah. Ah. Ah. Ah ah ah ah. Ah. Ah ah...I'm going to...I'm going to be fucked to death by you...ah. Ah ah ah. Ah, it hurts so much. Ah. Ah ah ah ah...so...so good...so comfortable ah ah...ah. Aoni-chan...faster...faster fuck this slut to death...ah; ah. Ah. Ah ah!" Was it really that good? She was still forcing a smile. She wanted to make Megan jealous of her, to make her feel that being fucked was good. "This is truly rare. Little Ai has broken a record. I've never used such power on a loli before, and you can still moan with pleasure. I'm really looking forward to it... Come on. I'll fuck you even harder." An Yu laughed loudly, his arrogance unspeakable. After his penis came out of Little Ai's anus , the young man tore off her skirt and kept reaching out to play with the girl's hidden valley. An undisguised sense of shame spread throughout the girl's body. Her wide, beautiful eyes were filled with lust, and she looked at her sister with a provocative gaze. "Ah... good brother... hurry up... hurry up and put your big dick in... oh... sister wants brother's big dick so much. Brother's big thing just fucked my anus so good. There's still the warmth of brother's inside my anus..." She never thought she would say such shameless words. So what? She would take revenge, take revenge on that woman, the woman who betrayed her. "How...how could this be...it should have hurt a lot when I was being fucked. Little Ai really is a born slut." Meg muttered to herself, her eyes filled with unspeakable jealousy and resentment. Unfortunately, she no longer had any strength left. How could she be worse than that stupid girl? She gently reached out and stroked her breasts, closed her eyes, and fantasized about being fucked by Dark Feather.

Gradually, the girl lost herself, constantly fiddling with her tender vulva, gazing at the shadow of An Yu intently penetrating her sister Xiao Ai's body. "Onii-chan... I want it too... I want it too... I want my brother's love for me too..."

"Wait a minute." The boy smiled slightly, stroking Xiao Ai's snowy peaks. "Xiao Ai's breasts are much smaller than Mei Ge's... What a pity..."

The girl shook her head, seeing An Yu's penis already inside her body, waves of intense pain surged through her. She responded hoarsely, "What's the use of big breasts? I'm not a milk cow like that woman... Brother, you like smaller breasts like mine the most, right?"

Xiao Ai's cute voice instantly ignited An Yu's energy. "You're absolutely right, brother likes small breasts. What's the use of big breasts?" The boy smiled and rubbed Xiao Ai's small, sacred peaks. The girl closed her eyes, feeling as comfortable as if she were floating on clouds. After her pink vulva was pierced, a drop of blood fell to the ground.

An Yu was very satisfied that she was still a virgin.

"Brother, don't be too gentle with me. I...I...this little hole is naturally meant to be filled by your big cock." The girl moaned softly, her beautiful snowy buttocks exposed to the air, her snowy peaks radiating spring, her slightly parted mouth exuding fragrance, paired with her exquisite face.

"A woman as beautiful as Xiao Ai, it would be a disservice to Xiao Ai's wanton little hole if I didn't use my strength." The boy took out his big cock and slowly penetrated into the woman's flesh hole, pure white rain instantly shooting out from the tip of his penis and falling into Xiao Ai's body.

"Too...too fast...Onii-chan's milk is spilling too fast...I don't want it...Onii-chan, hurry up...don't ejaculate so early this time..." Xiao Ai smiled smugly.

"Really? This thing of mine is inexhaustible." Sure enough, the rod, already swollen from the gushing milk, quickened its pace, and the girl gradually felt more and more pain. "Ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... good brother... hurry up and fuck me to death. Oh... good brother... be gentle... ah... so comfortable. Ah... ah... ah... ah... so good... oh... fuck this little slut to death... oh... good brother... good daddy. Ah ah ah... ah ah ah... ah ah ah... ah, daughter, I'm about to be fucked to death by you."

The penis stirred inside the woman's tender hole, and she was lost. She originally thought she was just making noises for that traitor, Meg, but... now she actually liked this feeling. Could it be... that I am really a very lewd woman?

“My dear daughter, so many women are waiting for me, so… I’ll give myself to you first so you can have my child.” An Yu sighed, preparing to withdraw his semen.

The girl, hearing this, hurriedly turned her head. Fifty pairs of jealous eyes were fixed on her; these were the women An Yu had bound with iron chains.

“You slut, if you’re enjoying it so much, don’t scream. I’m mine.” Although the beautiful woman was bound to the wall, her hair disheveled, none of the other women were uglier than her.

“No… no… brother… give it to me first… give it to me quickly… don’t let it leave my body. I love brother and your big dick so much.” The girl’s face flushed red. This dick was like a deadly poppy blooming in her heart. For this blissful feeling, she didn’t want her own dick to be taken by other women.

“Brother…please hurry up and do us…we want you so much, brother…I’m no uglier than the woman you’re with right now.” The girl swayed gently, her skirt billowing as she moved, revealing a large wet patch on her panties.

“Me…me too…” Even the senior student, Gong Guangjingmei, who had just been with An Yu, now looked yearning.

“Brother, don’t listen to them, brother…hurry up…oh…brother’s big dick is in…oh. Xiao Ai…I’m going to be fucked to death by brother…good daddy…your good daughter is being fucked to death by you, how can you be indifferent?” Xiao Ai was not to be outdone, feeling An Yu’s penis thrusting back and forth inside her vagina, the warmth in her heart growing stronger and stronger, even surpassing the pain.

...Divider...

One hour, two hours, three hours—An Yu fired thirty bullets at Xiao Ai, finally making this slutty little girl submit. She knelt on the ground, panting like a bitch, her face full of satisfaction. Seeing her like this, the boy grabbed Gong Guangjingmei's clothes and ripped off her bra, exposing her enormous breasts to the air. The girl shyly hugged her body.

"Please be gentle with me, brother." Her long blue-green hair cascaded to the ground, and her gentle voice, like spring rain in March, filled An Yu's heart, so warm.

"Jingmei-senpai has already been with me once, and now you still want more... You're even more slutty than Xiao Ai." The boy lowered his brows, his small hands gently kneading her breasts.

"Mmm... Ah... Good... Little brother, it feels so good when you touch me... Oh... Keep touching me... Oh... Hurry up and touch my breasts... Oh... I love it when you touch my breasts, little brother... It feels so good." Her silvery laughter was full of charm as the young man used Tai Chi Cloud Hands to keep touching her breasts.

His free left hand moved between her legs, instantly tearing off her white panties. In an instant, the creases, plowed by Dark Feather, were revealed. The young man bent down, his head resting on the girl's thighs, his small mouth secretly sucking on the tender juices inside. "Ugh... dear brother... stop licking... oh... sister feels so good... dear brother is so naughty... sister can't take it anymore... oh... dear brother... you're making sister so happy... oh... so good... so... so itchy... good brother... give it to me quickly..."

"Give you what, my dear sister!" The young man playfully pulled out his large penis.

"Mmm...give it to me...give me your cock...put it in...into this horny older sister's tender hole." Gong Guangjingmei chuckled softly, gently extending her fingers to widen her vagina slightly. She knew An Yu's cock was too big; if it were inserted all at once, she definitely wouldn't be able to handle it. So, it was better to quickly widen her vagina.

The cock was inserted into her vaginal opening, as if this opening was born for An Yu's penis. Spread open, her pink vulva grew larger, and the young man's penis penetrated the forbidden gate, sending intense pain throughout her body.

"Good brother. Oh... good brother... dear brother... I'm really being fucked to death by you... Oh... so good, ah... Ah... be gentle... Oh... so good. Your penis is inside my little hole, I feel like I'm about to ascend to heaven... Oh... dear brother... you're so bad, if this continues, I'm going to be... fucked to death by you, oh... oh... so good." The blissful moans emanating from Jingmei's throat stimulated the young man, and An Yu closed his eyes... His eyes, his head buried in her snowy peaks, inhaling the faint scent of milk, his penis growing thicker and thicker inside Jingmei's body, "Oh...so good...ah. Ah. Ah. Ah, dear brother...my dear brother's head is buried in my breasts...oh...so shameful...ah...ah...oh...so good...my dear brother's penis fills my tender hole, oh...oh. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah, so good...please, spare me!"

Jingmei, her face flushed with happiness, closed her eyes. Behind Anyu, many women lined up, waiting for his favor. The young man, helpless, could only give Jingmei thirty "milk"s before sighing softly, "You're satisfied, but I'll continue." He then moved on to the other women. These Japanese women were inherently masochistic and starved for love. One, two, three, four... all the way to thirty, all the women were satisfied, the world seemed to spin. He worked on them for three whole days. Although every woman was beautiful, he had no choice but to store them all in his Qiankun Sleeve.

The outside world's turmoil was irrelevant to him. The young man, as if nothing had happened, pushed open the door. The beautiful campus scenery was laid out before him. After walking around, a sense of familiarity washed over him. Wait... this... this looks so much like his elementary school!

In his previous life, An Yu didn't study much, dropping out of school after the second year of junior high. Under the harsh education system of the Celestial Empire, he had no complaints, spending his days at home watching anime, though he would occasionally think of his frustrating elementary school days... So many little girls were waiting for him...

Following his memories, he secretly went to his old classroom. The sound of reading aloud filled the air as a stunningly beautiful little girl, holding a textbook, led the reading. She had long black hair, and her beauty was so striking that the students below listened intently to their class monitor.

"Teacher, why aren't you going in? Isn't that your class?" A beautiful woman patted An Yu on the shoulder.

"Uh, thank you," the boy nodded, realizing he had transmigrated again.

Pushing open the classroom door, the boys and girls immediately fell silent upon seeing him enter. After all, the teaching profession was terrifying, especially since An Yu was now the homeroom teacher.

"Yes, everyone is studying very diligently. Remember, read more books. The more you read, the more it proves your moral character." The young man nodded, pretending to be the teacher.

The students began to receive enlightenment, because in their young minds, what the teacher said was the truth, even if the teacher kept saying wrong things, the result would be misleading the students.

"Teacher... can I go now?" The beautiful little girl lowered her head and couldn't help but mutter.

"Hmm, what's your name?" An Yu casually asked.

"I... my name is Feng Qingxue..." the girl quickly replied. The young man turned his back without showing any emotion, looked out the window at the slightly bleak autumn, and casually said,

"Hmm, Qingxue, you are working very hard as the class monitor. You should set an example. Come to the teacher's office after class. I have something to tell you."

"Hmm..." The girl pursed her lips and sat down in her seat, earning the envy of all the students in the class.

The young man nodded in satisfaction. According to the body's memories, he seemed to be the new homeroom teacher. He simply picked up the textbook and said, "Today's lesson is about the tortoise and the hare. Please turn to page 20." With his back to the students, the young man stood on the platform and quickly wrote the words "The Tortoise and the Hare" on the blackboard.

"Teacher... xxx is daydreaming in class... You need to reprimand him!" A boy, as a class monitor, loudly reminded him.

"What?! You dare to daydream in class? Come out here for a moment!" The young man's face was icy. A cute little girl walked out of her seat, holding a novel by Guo Jingming.

"I'm sorry..." her voice was very low.

"Tsk tsk... You child... hopeless. Remember this, go back to your seat." The young man disdainfully took out a ruler and slapped the girl's small hand hard.

"Ah... it hurts... Teacher... no..." Tears streamed down her face.

"Classmates, do you think she deserves to be hit? Distracted in class seriously affects her studies... I treat everyone equally..." An Yu smiled, patting the little girl's head.

"She deserves it... absolutely deserves it..." Voices rose and fell, the students like submissive lambs.

"What's your name?" the boy asked, lifting the girl's chin.

"I... I'm called... I'm called... Ran Mouri," she said shyly.

"Come to my office after class. Now go back to your seat!" An Yu patted her head with a cheerful expression, though she felt she was misleading students, the feeling of misleading students was just so satisfying.

After briefly teaching the group of mentally challenged children some skills, the school bell rang. Since school ended at four o'clock, the students were able to go home early. The young man sat in the office grading homework. A beautiful female teacher, dressed in black lace, sat in another seat. "Was today Teacher Lin's first day teaching? How was it?"

Hearing the woman's voice, An Yu put down his pen. "The students in the class are all very well-behaved... but..." The young man lightly flicked his fingers, feigning anxiety.

The stunning woman sighed softly, "There's nothing we can do. These bad students should be expelled. Teacher Lin, you have to keep trying!" She blinked gently, picked up her books, and prepared to leave work.

Unfortunately, before she could finish speaking, her hand was tightly grasped by An Yu. The woman's face flushed red. "Don't rush off, have a cup of coffee to warm yourself up! It's Nestlé!"

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Chapter 018: Perverting the Little Lolita

The beautiful teacher took the coffee from An Yu, crossed her long, slender legs, took a sip, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Teacher Lin's coffee to be so delicious." After speaking in a gentle voice, she picked up her bag to go home, but at that moment, she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.

"Are you alright!" An Yu hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the female teacher's slender waist, his face full of concern.

It was precisely because of being hugged like this that the woman's face was slightly flushed. "I'm fine... I just... I just feel a little dizzy..."

"Oh, is that so? That's good then. Darling, you don't have to go." An Yu's expression changed drastically. He had already put a sleeping potion in the coffee to make her unconscious.

"You... bastard... I never thought you were this kind of person, teacher..." Her voice was very slow and weak, which, combined with her stunningly beautiful face, gave her a sickly beauty.

"Don't say anything more. Teacher, you're so beautiful and so young... It would be a real waste if I didn't take advantage of you." An Yu sneered, pressed her body down onto the sofa, and then took out the rope he had prepared beforehand from the drawer, and began to tie her limbs one by one.

The beautiful teacher's name was Xiao Yu. Oh, I forgot to mention, this elementary school is called Teitan Elementary School. The young man locked the office door. Thanks to the excellent soundproofing, no one could hear what was happening inside. An Yu took off Teacher Xiao Yu's glasses and then placed his hand on her chest.

"No...no...please...no..." Teacher Xiaoyu's face was flushed and very large. Touching and measuring her breasts revealed that she had G-cup breasts. Wearing a teacher's uniform, the professional demeanor she exuded between her frowns was uniquely beautiful.

After the young man unbuttoned her blouse, he could immediately see her breasts tightly encased in a black bra. "You...please...stop...if you just stop...I'll pretend nothing happened..." She was still hoping that this scumbag, An Yu, would stop before it was too late.

"How could that be? Teacher Xiao Yu is so beautiful and charming...I love you so much." The young man opened his small mouth and kissed her lips, while reaching out to caress her perfect, snowy breasts with incredibly gentle movements. As he kneaded her breasts, the woman immediately felt a burning sensation. "Mmm...stop touching me...please...teacher...please stop quickly.

" "Little girl, you think I'll stop just because you want me to?" The young man smiled wickedly, tearing open her uniform skirt. Her flesh-colored stockings fell to the ground, and the beautiful woman was heavily pressed down beneath An Yu. "You...please let me go home, okay?" She was still searching for a sliver of hope to survive.

"Knock knock knock...Is the teacher home?" A pleasant female voice rang out, and An Yu quickly covered Xiao Yu's mouth to prevent her from making a sound. "Who are you?" the boy asked tentatively.

"Ah... Teacher... Have you forgotten? My name is Ran Mouri... You told me to come to the office after school."

"Okay, Ran, wait at the door for now, I'll open it right away." The boy found some tape, tightly taped Xiao Yu's mouth shut, and then brought his mouth close to her earlobe. "You'd better be quiet now, or else..." "After saying that, he pulled out a dagger that glowed white from his pocket.

A necessary weapon for murder, the young man dragged Ms. Xiaoyu under her desk, made her squat there, and then found two chairs to cover her. Because she hadn't had time to put on her clothes, the rope binding her body tightly left a white, bloody mark.

After doing all this, An Yu tidied up her clothes, stuffing them all into his drawer, then revealed a very professional smile, walked to the door, and pushed it open.

A cute little girl with long hair appeared; it was Ran Mouri, whom he had read Guo Jingming's novels in class during the day. It was the little girl's first time in a teacher's office, so she was inevitably a little nervous. Teacher Lin was sitting in his seat grading papers from the previous night. "Xiaolan, please sit down." The young man stood up, seeing the little girl standing still, and brought her a chair.

The girl nodded cautiously; this was her first time being called to an office, so she was inevitably a little afraid. "Teacher is such a good person," she whispered.

"Hmm?" "Why did Ran say that?" the boy asked curiously, stopping his work of grading homework.

"Because... because I was called to the teacher's office and I thought she was going to hit me with a ruler." Her face flushed slightly.

"Ran, did you think I wouldn't punish you?" The boy smiled slightly, walked to the door, locked it, and then turned around to gently stroke Ran's cheek. She was such a cute girl. "No way, the teacher is the best teacher in the world." Ran smiled sweetly and sat down. For some reason, she really liked it when An Yu stroked her long hair.

She was so innocent. An Yu looked deeply at Ran, this little loli. Her eyes were full of childlike innocence, making one unable to feel any criminal impulse. But as a bad guy and a loli lover, "The teacher's eyes are so beautiful." Ran gently covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

"Um, thank you for the compliment, Ran." The boy placed his hand on her shoulder, then slipped it inside her clothes. His smooth skin was touched, and the girl stared blankly at his actions, utterly confused. Gradually, she felt her body go limp. "Teacher... what... what are you doing?"

"Xiao Lan, you made a mistake today. This is punishment... are you ready?" The boy stared at her sternly. Xiao Lan was only ten years old and knew very little.

The girl's face was a little unnatural, her eyes watery. "So... so the teacher is a bad teacher who bullies students... Waaah..."

The boy chuckled awkwardly. "Actually, I'm just doing what my professional ethics dictate. Now, the teacher is teaching you about sex." He then embraced Xiao Lan's slender, petite body and pinned her to the ground. The

cute girl, being pressed so close to a man for the first time, nodded silently. "Teacher, this punishment is so unique... but... it feels very uncomfortable." "

Saying this, she twisted her loli-like body, "The first time is always like this. Remember, this punishment is private. Don't tell anyone when you get home, otherwise, the teacher will punish you even more severely." The boy took out a leather whip, "Crack, crack, crack." The whip hit the wall, making a heavy thud.

"I... I understand... Teacher..." Her face flushed red. An Yu's hands gently massaged her small breasts, and her small mouth was being kissed by the teacher. "Teacher's mouth is so sweet..." "

Xiao Lan, this is love education." With a serious expression, "Yes, I know Teacher won't hurt me." She tightened her legs, and suddenly felt An Yu start to take off her panties. Her face turned even redder, but she still firmly believed that An Yu was giving her love education, not molesting a girl.

"Mmm... Teacher, please... lick my little breasts gently..." She closed her eyes, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. "Who's in Ran's family?" the boy asked curiously.

"My father is Kogoro Mouri, a policeman now. My mother is a lawyer, but she doesn't seem to treat me very well," she said bitterly. "

I feel so sorry for you. Ran will definitely be the happiest woman in the future." The boy reached out and gently touched her breasts with his fingertips. "Ah...it hurts...Teacher, you're so mean," she murmured, a drop of blood gently falling to the ground. "Oh dear, I'm bleeding...Waaah...Teacher...I...am I going to die?"

"No, this is Ran's virginity. Every woman has a virginity."

"Ran...do you like lollipops?" the boy asked abruptly. Ran lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and then softly said, "My mother bought me some when I went on a picnic with Conan before...They were so sweet." "

The moment her little mouth opened, she couldn't help but swallow hard. Suddenly, An Yu pulled out his penis and quickly shoved it into Xiao Lan's mouth.

"Ugh." She opened her little mouth, and as the penis pressed against her throat, a bitter taste inevitably arose. "Xiao Lan... This is a lollipop." The young man stood up and pressed his penis against her throat. The girl leaned down and gently spat it out. "Teacher's lollipop tastes awful... Ugh..."

"This lollipop needs to be licked a few more times to become sweet." The young man stroked Xiao Lan's little face with gentle movements. It was hard to imagine that this man was actually a perverted uncle who molested little girls. "Ugh... It tastes awful... But this is the teacher's punishment... I must eat it..." Ran smiled sweetly, licking his penis as if it were a popsicle.

Suddenly, a stream of milk shot out, landing on her face. The girl was completely bewildered. "Teacher, what is this? Is it milk? It tastes so good... Waaah..." Ran reached out and touched her cheek, her curiosity driving her to gently scoop up a little milk and put it in her mouth, closing her eyes with an expression of enjoyment.

"Hmm, this is Teacher's milk." The boy pushed Ran to the ground again, this time, without hesitation, inserting his penis into Ran's vagina.

"Ah... It hurts... Why did Teacher's lollipop end up in my pee-pee place..." Ran opened her small mouth, speaking in a soft voice, her eyes filled with tears. Because she was a loli and still developing, doing it too early would probably shorten her lifespan.

"Ran... This is Teacher's punishment for you... Are you willing to accept it?" "The teacher is teaching you sexual secrets. Remember, this is a secret between the two of us; you must never tell anyone else." The boy gazed intently at Ran Mouri.

The beautiful girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded solemnly. "Teacher is a good person... Teacher would never harm me." She closed her eyes, and Dark Feather's penis moved again. "Ah... It hurts so much... Ah... Ah... Teacher's weird thing is killing me... Oh... It hurts so much... It hurts... I won't give in... Teacher's punishment is so severe... Oh..."

The boy listened to her innocent words and sighed, "Xiao Lan is the best." After saying that, he ejaculated. Milk shot into her little hole. "Ah... the milk is all inside me... oh... teacher... this... it hurts so much... teacher, please touch my breasts... oh... teacher's dick is killing me... oh... teacher... ah. Ah. Ah. Ah ah. Ah... I'm about to be fucked to death by you, teacher..." Xiao Lan took a deep breath. An Yu finally pulled the stick out of her body. She opened her small mouth and subconsciously licked the water droplets off the stick clean.

"Xiao Lan is such a good girl. Today's punishment is complete. Remember, never make a mistake in class again, or the teacher will punish you even more severely." The boy patted the girl's head, then picked up a piece of clothing, helped her put it on, and then wiped the things off her face.

A moment later, the girl put on her clothes and a small hat, waved to An Yu, "Goodbye, teacher. Don't worry, it's our secret! I'm going home now." After saying that, the beautiful little girl walked out of the office, and a boy in blue could be seen anxiously waiting in the distance.

"Ran, where did you go today? Why were you so slow... Dad's car has been waiting for ages." The bespectacled boy adjusted his glasses, looking helpless.

"Shinichi, do you know? Our teacher is so handsome! He taught me so many things!" Ran opened her mouth, her face full of excitement.

"What? I'm not interested." He smiled dismissively; as someone with extremely high intelligence, nothing could stump him.

"Even if you told me, I wouldn't. It's a secret between me and the teacher, and I'll keep it for him for life." The girl waved, walked towards her mother, Eri, got into her car, and slowly drove away.

Chapter 019: The Young Girl Feng Qingxue . Ran

Mouri has left, what's next...? The young man locked the office door, moved the chair aside, and found the beautiful female teacher bound under the desk, her face deathly pale, her eyes filled with boundless terror, devoid of any expression.

"Alright, now we'll continue. Don't sleep." An Yu gently shook her shoulder, but the woman showed no sign of waking. He frowned slightly, placed his hand on her nose, and found she was no longer breathing.

"You think I can't violate you just because you're dead? You underestimate me." The young man moved the woman's corpse onto the desk, then forcefully tore open her clothes, reaching out to play with her tender vulva. Although she was dead, her hymen was still intact, so there was no need to worry too much.

The young man continued to rub her breasts, but after a long time, she still didn't react. In desperation, he had to use his ultimate technique. He unleashed a divine power from his hand, then pressed it against his own breasts, white life force gathering within. The young man gently entered her hymen.

Fallen petals scattered on the ground as he continued his assault on the beautiful woman's corpse. With each thrust, the woman's breasts swayed violently. The woman, seemingly on the verge of death, began to react. She blinked gently, curiously looking around. She... wasn't she supposed to be dead? But... why was she still alive?

"It hurts... so much... ah... ah... ah... ah... why... why you..." The beautiful female teacher stared at An Yu in astonishment, unable to comprehend why... why couldn't she die peacefully?

"Curious? Remember this: in this world, no woman can escape my grasp. Even if you die, I can still seize your soul," the young man sneered, reaching out to gently caress her breasts. The woman glared at him hatefully, opening her mouth, her teeth about to bite her tongue, when An Yu's finger had already slipped into the base of her tongue, gently touching it.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say you wanted to commit suicide? Now what? Go ahead and try!" The young man sneered. This acupressure technique could not only strike the chest, but also the tongue. Once any part was struck, the person would be unable to move for at least an hour.

The woman was utterly desperate. Her eyes were filled with helplessness. Gradually, her body was overwhelmed by an intense burning sensation. An Yu's small mouth kept sucking on her breast, and her fair skin rose and fell with the stinging sensations coming from her lower body. "Ah...it hurts...ah...ah...oh...please...no...ah...faster...faster...oh...it feels so good...why...why...why...I...I've been raped...and I can still scream so loudly...oh...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah feels so good...ah...please...please stop...oh..." She couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't take it anymore. An Yu's breasts kept teasing her, sucking on her body, and her tender hole was itchy. After being fucked by An Yu, she actually felt a slight excitement. It was unbelievable. She no longer believed in love, because love was actually created by a man's rape.

"Little teacher's tender hole is so horny...it's already starting to leak juices." An Yu kept fucking her peach blossom honey hole, and beneath the playful smile on his lips, there was a wild, werewolf-like nature hidden in this man.

"No...no...it's all your fault...waaaah...please move a little...my little hole can't take it anymore...I want your big dick so badly." The woman pleaded pitifully.

The young man smiled calmly, about to continue, when he paused, his face turning cold. He pulled the candy out of her little sister, then slowly walked to a corner where blankets were piled up. Sometimes female teachers would sleep in their offices. He gently tore them open, revealing a delicate face, a slender figure, and dark eyes filled with fear.

"Are you Feng Qingxue?" The young man leaned down, gently stroking the girl's long hair. "T-Teacher...I...I...I didn't mean to see that...please...please don't bully me." The little girl's face was flushed, and she shrank back timidly.

"Qingxue is a good girl, and she's our class monitor. I love you so much, how could I possibly bully you?" The boy gently placed his hand on her shoulder, his expression solemn.

The girl opened her eyes and secretly glanced at the female teacher who was being pleasured by An Yu. "Then...then won't you treat me like you treated that older sister?"

"Of course not, Qingxue, it's getting late, you should go home and rest!" An Yu patted her shoulder, his face gentle.

"Okay, thank you, teacher." The girl timidly got up and hurriedly walked towards the office door.

"Wait." The boy's voice echoed like a ghost.

"Qingxue, just pretend you didn't see anything today, understand?"

The girl stopped in her tracks, her expression extremely tense. She ran quickly to the door, reaching out her small hands to frantically turn the locked doorbell, but... but she realized she couldn't reach it. "Qingxue... do you need my help?" The boy still had a kind expression, as if his face had never changed.

"No... no... no need." She wasn't a fool; she had seen it with her own eyes when Ran was being violated. The girl kept jumping, trying to reach the doorbell, and in an instant, her delicate body was gently pulled into An Yu's arms. The girl timidly shrank her head, secretly not daring to look at An Yu.

That handsome yet wicked face was chilling; his expression was like that of a demon from hell. "Teacher... could you please open the door for me?" She blinked.

"Hmm? Qingxue is such a good girl. Look, how round the moon is outside!" Although the girl was puzzled, she secretly pulled back the curtains. There was no moon outside; it was still dusk. A moon? Where did the moon come from? After looking, she turned around and chuckled, "There's no moon. Teacher, are you joking? But this joke isn't funny at all." Before she finished speaking, her voice stopped, because when she looked into Anyu's eyes, she found that everything in front of her was dark.

Standing alone in the desolate forest, with a dried-up river, dilapidated trees, and a cold wind blowing gently, she saw a road covered in white snow ahead. She shivered. Gradually, crows began

to caw mournfully in the woods, a sound that chilled anyone to the bone, let alone a ten-year-old girl. She ran, her little feet crunching on the snow. The snow-covered road was deserted, except for the biting cold. She ran and ran frantically, aimlessly along the road. "Is anyone there? Hey, is anyone there?" "Can you hear my voice?"

The empty voice echoed in the sky, no one responded. So cold. She gently reached out and hugged herself. Snowflakes covered her beautiful face. The wind blew, the snow fell, but the weather wouldn't clear. The girl walked alone, her steps faltering. Suddenly, a village appeared ahead.

She wanted to shout with excitement. Maybe, just maybe, there would be people there. But for some reason, the image of An Yu's face flashed in her mind, and she couldn't help but shiver. It seemed she had to be careful. She instinctively

walked towards the village. From afar, she could hear the sound of skin being cut by weapons, blood splattering on the ground. Countless people had died. She stood there, stunned. It was a man dressed in black, his back to her. That back looked so familiar, but… her head… her head hurt so much… she couldn't remember anything…

"A past life… If only there were a past life." The man's back was turned to her, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips, a blood-red longsword in his hand.

What was he saying? Feng Qingxue couldn't understand, nor did she want to listen, but the voice was so familiar. Memories surged, and she saw a man dead... dead... a gruesome death... and he died saving her, that fallen figure... That's right... pain... her head ached terribly... Countless memories churned in her mind, and suddenly, the weather became incredibly clear. She remembered... but she couldn't see the man's face in her memories... But... wasn't the person in front of her Baili Tusu?

"Is it you?" Her voice was hoarse. This back was too familiar. Perhaps it was from a past life, a past life even more distant, where she had searched for him for so long... but... he was indeed dead...

Hearing her voice, the man slowly turned around, a faint smile on his face. "Qingxue... It's me..." "

This face... why... why is it him... impossible... impossible... that bastard, how could it be him?" "You're not Baili Tusu... How could you, you scoundrel, be him... You're deceiving me..."

"I really am Baili Tusu. Qingxue, why have you shrunk? I don't understand what you're saying." The man laughed loudly, stepping forward and embracing Feng Qingxue tightly, kissing her lips. "You... you're not... Teacher... This joke isn't funny at all..."

"Qingxue, it really is me. I never thought I'd see you again after so many years. Your embrace is still so warm." The young man gently stroked her forehead, and her body slowly began to grow larger, returning to her appearance from the time of Gujian Qitan, the heroic woman now lying in An Yu's arms like a little girl.

"You really are Baili Tusu..." She stared in surprise at her pale hands. "

Buddha said, our meeting was the result of five hundred years of brushing past each other and a thousand years of looking back, only to be exchanged for this life's encounter, Qingxue... It really is me. I should thank you. Your appearance in the office reminded me of the past." The young man stroked her face.

Tears fell at that moment; all the sorrow and pain had transformed into the warmth of reunion. She believed what An Yu said—or rather, it was true. He was absolutely right. Tears streamed down her beautiful face as her pale hands gently caressed An Yu's hands.

"No matter what you become, I... I won't blame you... We'll never be apart again." She gently pursed her lips, her jade-like face filled with excitement. The young man nodded solemnly and kissed Feng Qingxue's thin lips. The girl subconsciously responded. The two stood in the snow and ice, embracing each other, her clothes slowly falling to the ground...

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Chapter 020: The Ceremony Ends

That night, the snow fell heavily. Only An Yu and Feng Qingxue existed in the world. She was so beautiful. She kept kissing An Yu's cheeks, her brows softening with tenderness—a love etched deep into his bones, as if memories of a past life had been awakened. An Yu's head throbbed; he realized he was indeed Baili Tusu.

The young man pressed her shoulders, gradually wanting to make the next move, but still respectfully staring into Qingxue's eyes, because he would never be rough with such a beautiful, classically Chinese woman.

"Is it alright?" Snowflakes fell on Qingxue's face, and Anyu gently stroked her cheek, a faint blush appearing on the girl's face.

Shyly lowering her head, she gazed at the sky and whispered, "The snow outside is so heavy, aren't you cold? Why don't we find a house?" She had never experienced anything like this before.

"Not cold, not at all. Snow is the greatest gift God has given us, Qingxue..." the young man said haltingly, his eyes fixed intently on hers. The girl's heart raced under his gaze; she quickly reached out and grasped Anyu's hand, then lowered her head.

"Mmm." "A single, simple word, yet it said it all. She agreed to make love in the snow. This world was created by An Yu; there was no one else but him and Qing Xue.

The young man unbuttoned her clothes, exposing slivers of her fair skin to the air. Slowly, Qing Xue rested her head against An Yu's chest. Her own heart was pounding, but she was even more curious to know if An Yu's heart was beating the same way. Thump. Thump. Thump...

The sound of his heartbeat reached her ears, and the girl's body leaned back, immediately being tackled to the ground by An Yu. Snowflakes clung to her face, yet she felt no cold. Her dark eyes gazed deeply at the man she loved. His hands unbuttoned his tight-fitting clothes, revealing glimpses of her snow-white breasts, large and imposing, easily estimated to be G-cup.

"Qing Xue's... are so big..." An Yu swallowed hard, his hands trembling. "

Mmm. Don't say anything more." She turned her head away, her face growing increasingly red; she was starting to feel ashamed. "May I touch it?" the young man reached out, wanting to go further. "Hmm." She pursed her lips, closed her eyes. The day had finally arrived. Dark Feather pressed down on her breasts, his claws gently kneading them.

"No... It's so swollen..." Feng Qingxue moaned softly, her movements extremely sluggish.

"I forgot Qingxue is a very conservative woman... I'm sorry." An Yu withdrew his hands.

"No... as long as it's you... I don't care what you're willing to let me do." She hummed softly, taking An Yu's hands in hers and pressing them against her soft breasts.

"Can you hear my heartbeat... Come on... I don't care... if it's you, I'll accept whatever you want to do to me."

A firm tone came from the beautiful girl's mouth, and An Yu felt an indescribable excitement, his hands kneading her breasts faster and faster.

"Ah... oh... good... you're touching me there... ah... so comfortable... my body is so swollen..." She opened her pearly teeth and shouted loudly, twisting her slender waist. After pulling down her panties, the narrow, dark valley was completely hairless, revealing a divine white tiger.

"Qingxue's skin is so tender and smooth, I wonder if I can do it without going in..." An Yu leaned down, opened his small mouth, and hugged her snowy buttocks. Then he opened his small mouth and kept sucking on her hidden valley. Her fleshy lips were so alluring, and the woman's body was unbearably itchy.

"No... don't suck anymore... I'm going to be killed by your tongue... Oh, no... Ah... Please... don't lick anymore... Oh..." He carefully admired Qingxue's snowy white body. He

moved The panties were slightly exposed, and the fabric at her high, bulging vulva was wet. He gently pressed there, and immediately her juices flowed out.

Qingxue was already aroused and hot all over. She wanted to struggle but didn't want to. She let him do as he pleased.

"It's so embarrassing to make love with my brother in the snow!" Qingxue covered her face shyly and said softly.

“Qingxue’s pussy is so nice to lick! It’s so fragrant and slippery!” An Yu said with a grin. Although he had already sucked it once, he was still a little unsatisfied.

“You…you still say that…It’s really cold today. My body can handle it, but can you?” Qingxue reached out her jade hand and stroked An Yu’s cheek, her face full of tenderness.

“As long as it’s Qingxue’s body, no matter how cold it is, as long as I hold you, I won’t be cold. But before that, I still want to lick your pussy.” An Yu leaned down beautifully, sniffing and licking the outside of Qingxue’s pussy. Then he helped her put on her panties. Then he felt that the panties were really uncomfortable, so he used his fingers to pull them down to her knees. Instantly, Qingxue’s paradise between her legs was exposed. Moreover, several buds were scattered on the labia, the two petals plump and thick, blooming like a rose, the two pink fleshy lips flowing with strands of silvery fluid, the wetness from the cleft flowing down to the buttocks. An Yu suddenly lowered his head, his tongue darting into that peach blossom honey cave.

"Mmm... ah... your tongue is inside my tender hole! Waaah, you always bully me!" Qing Xue

suddenly cried out in surprise.

Qing Xue looked down and saw that An Yu was indeed licking her little hole like a greedy wolf drinking water. She slowly closed her eyes, the wonderful feeling rushing through her body, a seductive smile spreading across her face. An Yu's tongue moved nimbly in and out of her petals, sometimes sweeping across her vulva, sometimes attacking her sensitive clitoris.

It was Chang Jin's first time, and she was being licked by a man. She instantly fell in love with the carnal pleasure, moaning, "Mmm...uh...his tongue is so annoying! I can't take it anymore! Ah...ha..."

An Yu finally couldn't resist any longer. He lifted Qing Xue's beautiful legs, one hand pressing against her inner

thigh other holding his penis, which was already inserted into her incredibly wet swamp. He rubbed it up and down,

making Qing Xue blush and her heart race.

"Good brother, no...go slower..." Qing Xue twisted her legs slightly, feigning resistance.

"Qing Xue, do you love me? Until death do us part, I'm willing to love you forever..." The young man stared intently into her eyes, his penis already inside.

"I love you!!"

Qing Xue blushed, supporting An Yu's lower abdomen as she chuckled.

"

I'm going to really go in!" "An Yu sighed, arched his body,

and lay on top of her. Qing Xue closed her eyes to welcome him.

Just then, with a "plop," Qing Xue arched her body sharply, her brows furrowing.

She felt the thick penis thrust deeply into her vagina. Her moist pink petals were spread apart by a fiery

rod, and the entire penis plunged in like a dragon into the sea, unstoppable. A chilling, piercing pain shot from

her genitals to her head, numbing her entire vagina. "Ah!" she screamed hysterically, and crimson blood

trickled down her legs.

An Yu also groaned, extremely excited, making "oh oh" sounds as he thrust his hips down, plunging his

penis the way in. Tears welled up in Qing Xue's eyes, while An Yu's large hands squeezed her round, large breasts,

his lower body thrusting violently against her.

"Ah...it hurts...don't pinch my breasts...stop!" Crimson blood flowed down, and An Yu's relentless thrusts made Xue Xue cry out in pain.

An Yu continued thrusting forcefully, explaining, "When you break a woman's virginity, you have to go all the way in. That way, she can adapt! So Qing Xue must endure it."

An Yu rapidly thrust his penis in and out of Qing Xue's vagina about a hundred times. "Ah...no...oh...so good...ah...ah...ah...ah...so good...oh...Brother Gao...I feel so good...oh...I'm about to be fucked to death..." Qing Xue cried out, her body gradually adapting to the sensation.

"Such a tender and tight vagina! Qing Xue, are you comfortable?" An Yu reached out and tightly grasped her breasts, smiling.

"Not comfortable...I'm not comfortable..." Qingxue blushed and shook her head, afraid that if she acted too lewd in front of Anyu, he would think she was a lewd woman.

Anyu hesitated for a moment, blinked, and then thrust hard again, his huge penis inside her vagina.

"Is it comfortable now?"

"Oh...no...just...a little bit...just a little bit of pleasure..."

Anyu took a deep breath, lowered his waist, and thrust suddenly, stirring up a large pool of vaginal fluid. "It's so cold, Qingxue, tell me quickly if it's comfortable. If it's not, can we move to another place?"

"Ah...no...no...oh..." Qingxue covered her face, her huge breasts heaving violently

as she moaned.

Anyu smiled slyly, but quickly withdrew his penis from Qingxue's body.

"Ah...I want...I want..." Qingxue felt a sudden emptiness in her tender orifice. Looking up, she saw Anyu gently rubbing his penis against the edge of her vagina.

Qingxue's legs clamped around Anyu's waist, twisting uncontrollably. He retreated to the entrance of her secret passage, his penis trembling slightly. He thrust his hips down again, and Qingxue smiled with satisfaction once more.

Anyu's powerful waist moved rapidly up and down, while he buried his face in Qingxue's lips and kissed them.

The thick love juice between them almost soaked Qingxue's entire body .

Anyu's close-up penetration filled

Qingxue's red, tender orifice, her small, tender vagina filled with Anyu

's thick penis, her vulva still dripping wet.

Anyu lifted her two jade-like legs onto his shoulders, bending Qingxue's entire lower body at a 90-degree angle.

Her snow-white buttocks were raised high, and An Yu unleashed a storm of thrusts, the point of contact

making extremely lewd sounds of "plop, plop."

"Ah... Brother... Ah... I'm going to be fucked... fucked to death... Slow down... Qingxue can't take it!" Qingxue's beautiful eyes widened, and she groaned. The

young man hesitated for a moment before slowing down his pace .

An Yu slowed his speed, and Qingxue realized that lovemaking required a storm of thrusts to feel real. She sighed,

feeling an itchy sensation that ran from her core to her heart. This annoying feeling couldn't be released, and

twisting her buttocks wasn't as comfortable as An Yu's thrusts. So she groaned again,

"Fuck me faster... fuck my tender hole a few more times... fuck me faster... Waaah... I... I can't take it anymore..."

Hearing this, the young man decisively sped up, launching his final assault on this beautiful woman amidst the snowstorm. His semen gushed out, entering her body, and then he thrust four or five hundred more times. As it all ended,

she closed her eyes in enjoyment, writhing her body. "Hurry up and lick... As long as it's you, I don't care if you lick my little pussy raw... I love you... Oh... So good... Ah..." She moaned softly. Hearing

her voice, An Yu gently released her body, gazing intently at the somewhat bewildered Feng Qingxue. "Ready? I want to go in... Go inside Qingxue's body, fuck Qingxue's little hole to death." The young man pressed his large penis against her, and beneath the girl's bright eyes, her face slightly reddened. "Please be gentle."

His penis entered Feng Qingxue's tender hole. "Ah... Ah... It hurts... It hurts so much... Oh... Faster... I'm about to be fucked to death... Oh..."

This world ended. All the women An Yu had pushed down were resurrected. An Yu brought them back to the Main God Space. As time progressed, they began to change, and their hatred for An Yu disappeared.

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