Ice Love Little Dragon Girl

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I was a poor, unsuccessful student who immediately lost my job after graduating from university. Dejected, I sold my phone and computer and decided to visit Zhongnan Mountain. I'm a fan of Xiaolongnu (Little Dragon Girl), and during masturbation, I've fantasized about her countless times. Oh, and I forgot to mention, I'm also a fan of ecstasy.

I knew that after graduation, I'd find a lousy job, earn a meager salary, and spend my life constantly toiling away, never having the chance to see my dream destination again. So now, no matter what, I had to see the back of Zhongnan Mountain, even just a glimpse.

So I arrived at the back of Zhongnan Mountain and found what was supposedly the Tomb of the Living Dead, but there was nothing there except weeds. I was disappointed; it turned out Jin Yong had misled me. As

I walked back dejectedly, suddenly my foot slipped. I felt like I'd stepped on some kind of mechanism and fell straight down into a spacious stone chamber. The mechanism above then closed again.

This stone chamber wasn't particularly dark, and it had been carved; it wasn't naturally formed. A sense of fear gripped me, but I still groped my way forward, guided by my instincts.

I hadn't gone far when I suddenly came upon a clear pool. On a stone platform sat a stunningly beautiful woman in white, her beauty breathtaking, yet radiating an aloofness. She appeared to be only around twenty years old, her eyes closed.

Judging by her demeanor (I'm too lazy to describe her appearance, please refer to Liu Cixin's version of Little Dragon Girl), I exclaimed inwardly, "This is Little Dragon Girl!" Beside her lay a skeleton, missing its right arm. This further solidified my suspicion: this was the burial place of Little Dragon Girl and Yang Guo!

I took two steps forward and saw inscriptions on the stones, recounting the story of Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl, and promising a secret manual to those destined to find it. But now, what secret manual did I care about? My eyes were only fixed on Little Dragon Girl, whom I longed for day and night!

I approached, gently reaching out to touch her body. I wondered why, after so long dead, she looked so young, and her body was preserved as if she were still alive. The moment my hand touched her clothes, those garments, which had been stored away for a thousand years, instantly turned to ashes, revealing the exquisitely beautiful body of Xiaolongnu before me!

At that moment, I couldn't care less about anything else and immediately pounced on her. Although Xiaolongnu had no breath, heartbeat, or pulse, her body temperature was normal, and her body was incredibly supple, just like a living person. With my excited manipulation, the pure and innocent Xiaolongnu assumed a very lewd posture. And certain special parts of her body, under my caresses, actually oozed fluid! It was truly a miracle! I understood; this was the effect of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra!

However, I quickly calmed down, after all, I was uneasy with that skeleton nearby. Seeing a deep hole nearby, I threw all of that skeleton down there, leaving not a single one! Now only Xiaolongnu and I remained!

I couldn't resist any longer, and I thrust in… (several words omitted)… And after I finished with her, a miracle occurred; Xiaolongnu let out a soft moan and showed signs of waking up. In a panic, I first checked her breathing and pulse...nothing...no heartbeat...she had risen from the dead! Without thinking, I tried to escape, but before I could take three steps, a naked, delicate body flew over my head and landed in front of me. Little Dragon Girl was looking at me with a resentful but expressionless face, my essence still flowing down her plump thighs between her legs. I was shocked and fainted. I

don't know how much time passed before I awoke to find myself lying on the stone platform, Little Dragon Girl watching me, and still naked...no wonder, the dead don't have spare clothes, and the clothes she wore when she died were now ashes. I was terrified and begged

her for mercy. She didn't seem to have lost her mind; it took a lot of effort to calm me down. Later, I finally understood why she had risen from the dead.

It turned out that after practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra to its highest level, she made some modifications, so that her appearance remained intact after death, and her body was normal. Most importantly, her brain hadn't died. But being flushed by a man's semen, she was able to wake up and become a living corpse, something she hadn't expected.

"Now we've established a connection. Since you've seen my body, and...we're one...Guo'er, he must have been reincarnated many times. From now on, let's be together..."

I fainted again, but this time from joy.

After that, I stayed here, spending every day with Xiaolongnu. She taught me martial arts, and when we were tired, we'd cough on the stone platform. Except for the lack of breathing and heartbeat, she was practically indistinguishable from a living person...of course, she didn't need to eat or excrete. As for my excretion...I relieved myself at the hole where Yang Guo's bones were thrown.

I discovered I was truly a martial arts genius; before long, I had actually broken through to the level of her cultivation method when she first met Yang Guo in the Ancient Tomb. This greatly surprised Xiaolongnu. She lifted my face and said affectionately, "You're even more powerful than Guo'er!"

I stared at Xiaolongnu, completely stunned. She still had no clothes to wear, and could only wander around naked every day. Even though I could have sex with her every day, it never felt like enough. Suddenly, I remembered the times I used to fantasize about killing her when I masturbated to her… What can I say, I'm a cryophile?

Little Dragon Girl looked at me and smiled slightly, saying, "Want to kill me?" My mind went blank, and I didn't know how to answer. She actually knew what I was thinking.

Little Dragon Girl suddenly raised her palm, gathering her inner strength. I was terrified, thinking she was going to kill me, but unexpectedly she said, "You can wake me up using the old method!" Then she suddenly struck her own crown with her palm, and without uttering a sound, blood and brain matter flowed from her seven orifices. Then her naked body went limp and fell into my arms.

Although I had killed her countless times in my fantasies, seeing the beautiful woman commit suicide in front of me was like a knife to my heart. I thought, a corpse can't die again, so I hurriedly shook her, hoping to wake her up, thinking she was just joking with me. The more I shook her, the more her red blood and yellow brain matter flowed. I touched her sunken skullcap—good heavens, this was enough to make a corpse die again.

Suddenly, I remembered what she had said: that's right, I can wake her up countless times! I immediately thrust my weapon back in, and after a few coughs, Little Dragon Girl really did wake up slowly, and the sunken part of her skullcap repaired itself. I quickly wiped the blood and brain matter off her body, held her in my arms, and couldn't speak for a long time.

Little Dragon Girl, however, comforted me earnestly: "Isn't this what you like? As long as you're happy, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm already dead, and you can wake me up anytime. It's just that if I suffer a fatal wound, I won't have any consciousness until you wake me up, just like when you first saw me."

Since learning about this characteristic of Little Dragon Girl, I became even more excited. And Little Dragon Girl seemed to have developed some strange connection with me, just as she had said. I like ice love, and so does she. I like killing girls, and she likes being killed. Is it really possible to transmit DNA through sperm?

While I was diligently practicing my internal energy cultivation, Xiaolongnu began teaching me swordsmanship. She found two longswords, and I chose one that was exceptionally sharp. It was truly a treasure; drawing it, the sharp aura made my breath catch in my throat. Seeing me wielding the sword, Xiaolongnu leaned against me, her firm breasts pressed against my body, and said wistfully, "I don't know whether to call you a good person or a bad person… You'll definitely like the way this longsword shines through my body." Looking at Xiaolongnu, I immediately ejaculated all over my pants.

For the first two days, Xiaolongnu was very serious and strict, teaching me only basic moves and not messing around.

But I learned extremely quickly; after about a week, I had mastered all the basic moves of the Ancient Tomb Sect. Then, Xiaolongnu began teaching me some sword techniques she and Yang Guo had created.

On this day, Little Dragon Girl taught me the first move. She hadn't named this sword technique yet, and she was too lazy to. Anyway, when the opponent thrusts a sword at me, I first deflect her sword with a backhand stroke, and then thrust it forward, piercing into the opponent's body.

After practicing a few times in front of thin air, I looked at Xiaolongnu with some impatience. She knew what I meant, smiled slightly, stood in front of me, and said, "If my body is too badly damaged, just throw me into this pond. This pond absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, and within an hour, it can reshape my body. Then you can fish me out and wake me up. If the external injuries are too severe, even if you wake me up a hundred times, it will be useless."

I was overjoyed and immediately picked up my longsword, eager to practice. Xiaolongnu stood opposite me, serving as my target for sword practice. She thrust her sword forward first, neither fast nor heavy, just to show me how to spar. I immediately used the first move she taught me, swinging my longsword to deflect her sword. However, as a modern person, I naturally didn't adhere to the rules. According to Xiaolongnu's teachings, this swing should only deflect the opponent's longsword. I made a modification, however, and the blade actually sliced across Xiaolongnu's wrist.

The longsword was extremely sharp. I merely made a light swipe, hoping only to disarm Xiaolongnu, but unexpectedly, this light touch severed her right hand, the one holding the sword, completely at the wrist.

Xiaolongnu clearly hadn't expected me to use such skill so readily; her face was filled with astonishment before she realized I had severed her hand, letting out another cry of pain.

Her cry lasted less than half a second before I thrust forward, using the momentum of the sword to pierce her stomach. Xiaolongnu's face contorted in agony, yet she couldn't even utter a scream, only trembling "oh, oh" sounds escaping her throat. She leaned forward slightly, trying to press her right hand against her abdomen, but remembered that her right hand had been severed. A hint of despair flashed in Xiaolongnu's eyes, and my heart trembled.

At that moment, my bones melted. Killing Xiaolongnu in battle! Even knowing she was feeding me sparring, deliberately acting as a target, was a million times more satisfying than her committing suicide or being strangled without resistance! Without further thought, and under her pained gaze, I forcefully pulled the sword downwards, cleaving Xiaolongnu's stomach open from her abdomen all the way to her pubic bone, the very spot that haunted my nightly desires.

The sword was exceptionally sharp; when I finished slicing from top to bottom and withdrew it, only a thin white line appeared on Xiaolongnu's delicate body where I had made the cut—virtually invisible without close inspection. But soon, the white line gradually turned crimson, and Xiaolongnu's expression became even more pained. Standing there, still slightly hunched over, she swayed a few times before suddenly kneeling on the ground and letting out a piercing scream.

Looking at Xiaolongnu's suffering and hearing her hysterical wail, you would never imagine that this was the voice of the pure, immaculate, fairy-like beauty. The fact that Xiaolongnu, with her resilience and endurance, could utter such a scream shows the immense pain she was enduring. If there's anyone to blame, it's this sword being too good, and my own presumptuous downward slash.

After a scream lasting several seconds, a large amount of blood suddenly gushed from the reddened white line in front of Xiaolongnu's body. Then

, her skin and flesh turned outwards, and I could clearly see her skin, subcutaneous tissue, and the separation of fat and flesh. Subsequently, her intestines, under the pressure of the abdominal cavity and the force of gravity, all poured out, piling up in front of her. At this moment, Xiaolongnu's previously stiff body suddenly went limp and fell to the side. Her large eyes were still blinking, clearly not immediately dead.

Looking at Xiaolongnu lying naked on her side, my erection was harder than iron. Although, as Xiaolongnu said, "awakening" her now was futile, I didn't care. Right in front of her still steaming, pungent internal organs, I lifted her buttocks and thrust in and out a hundred times.

After I finished everything, I discovered that Xiaolongnu had lost consciousness again and was completely dead. Seeing her once pure and beautiful body now a mangled mess, stinking and foul, possessed a strange kind of beauty.

I didn't intend to wake her immediately, but instead spent three days with her corpse before finally picking up her body, right hand, internal organs, and so on, and throwing them into the pool.

The pool was quite miraculous; after two hours, Xiaolongnu's mangled body was completely repaired.

I then retrieved her, stared at her blankly for a long time before finally waking her.

And so, Xiaolongnu taught me sword techniques every day, and I learned and practiced them immediately, using her as a target to test the sword techniques she taught me.

After a short time, she finished teaching me all the sword techniques. While praising me as a martial arts genius, Xiaolongnu simply asked me what other martial arts she wanted to learn. I thought for a moment—wasn't her senior sister, Li Mochou, very skilled in hidden weapons? I then asked Xiaolongnu to teach me poison and hidden weapons.

Upon hearing my request, Xiaolongnu frowned, looking rather unhappy. Perhaps it was because of her kind nature and her past experiences with various poisons that she was averse to them.

Seeing her expression, I quickly said, "If you don't like it, then forget it." Xiaolongnu hugged me and said, "Since you like it, I'll teach you everything. Just remember to remove the hidden weapon after you kill me with it, and then wake me up." With that, she taught me some hidden weapon techniques. As for the methods of poisoning, she gave me a secret manual left by Li Mochou, instructing me to study it myself. After about

three days of study, I had mastered all the hidden weapon techniques, and making poison was also a piece of cake for me. However, I still needed a long time to hone my hidden weapon skills. During this time, I became obsessed with using hidden weapons to set traps to assassinate Xiaolongnu.

This caused Xiaolongnu great suffering. At first, she was completely unaware. I would secretly place a poisoned thorn in the stone bathtub before she bathed. Xiaolongnu, naked and completely unsuspecting, would lie down in the tub, followed by a scream of "Ouch!" and the cry of "What did you put in the bathtub... my butt..."

Then suddenly her face would change drastically, and she would convulse, splashing water everywhere. When I went to check, her body was an unnatural bluish-white, completely dead, her beautiful features contorted. The poison was extremely potent. I could have concocted a deadly poison, but I wanted to see Xiaolongnu struggle in pain, so I deliberately made the dosage less than normal.

I lifted her out of the bathtub and found the poisonous thorn stuck in her plump, beautiful, and elastic buttocks. I was immediately aroused, pulled out the thorn, and thrust into her a hundred times. After ejaculating inside her, Little Dragon Girl slowly woke up, looked at the thorn in my hand, rubbed the spot on her buttocks, and whispered, "You rascal, you're much more mischievous than Yang Guo."

In the days that followed, the unlucky Little Dragon Girl would always fall into my trap in the small stone chamber. Often, she would be walking along, then suddenly clutch her foot and collapse, convulsing… or she would just be about to sit down when she would cry out, pricked by the thorn again in her buttocks, give me a shy look, and then collapse to the ground convulsing… Another time, while we were caressing each other, I suddenly pulled out a poisonous thorn, held it in my palm, and as I touched her most tender, most mysterious place, I suddenly thrust the thorn hard into her perineum between her genitals and anus. Little Dragon Girl screamed and sprang from my arms as if electrocuted, kneeling on the ground with her head and shoulders on the floor, her pink buttocks raised high. She clutched her genitals, wailing and howling.

This time, the poison I had concocted was slow-acting, but it caused even more pain. Little Dragon Girl remained kneeling on the ground, clutching her genitals, her sexy, bare buttocks heaving back and forth as if trying to find some relief from the agony. She was completely immobile. After wailing for nearly three hours, her voice grew hoarse, and she continued to convulse on the ground, but she was not yet dead.

Finally, Little Dragon Girl could no longer bear it and pleaded with me in a low voice, "Give me a quick death...please..." Hearing Little Dragon Girl's soft pleas, I panicked. I had gone too far this time. I quickly grabbed my sword and went to her. Seeing me approach with the sword, the contorted expression on Little Dragon Girl's face softened slightly. She forced a smile through the pain and said, "Good girl..."

Seeing her forced smile and hearing that "good girl," my heart ached. I quickly aimed my sword at her left breast, which wasn't large, but always so firm. Her nipple hardened from the intense pain. Looking into her eyes, I plunged the sword into her left breast, destroying her heart instantly. She was now truly dead, no longer in pain.

For a long time afterward, I didn't lay a hand on Xiaolongnu. Just thinking about her appearance that time made me unable to harm her again. Even when we were intimate, I tried to be as gentle as possible. Time passed slowly, and as my skills with hidden weapons improved, those feelings lessened somewhat.

Perhaps knowing I hadn't been unrestrained for a long time, Xiaolongnu suddenly said to me one day, "Your hidden weapon skills have become quite proficient. Would you like to have a match with me?"

I laughed and said, "Just needles? I won't use poison on you again." Xiaolongnu touched my face and said, "I knew you would care about me. Don't worry, there are many weapons in this stone chamber for you to choose from." Saying that, she turned around and squatted down in front of a stone cabinet, searching for something inside. I looked at Xiaolongnu's perfect bare back, her hips full of femininity, her plump and elastic pink buttocks even more alluring because she was squatting down, the smooth curves were breathtaking, a cleavage from her tailbone splitting her pink buttocks apart to the left and right, extending into sexy thighs, calves... After searching for a while, Xiaolongnu took out a package from the cabinet and handed it to me, saying, "These should be enough for you!" I took it and unfolded it, and it was a package of hidden weapons, of various styles.

Little Dragon Girl laughed, "Do you think I can't find those poisoned thorns you planted? Actually, I saw them every time, but I was afraid you'd be unhappy, so I pretended to fall for your trap. Today you can go all out, I'll just defend.

Let's see if you can hit me with your true skill!"

Hearing her words, I was moved and said, "Don't worry, how could a disciple taught by Dragon Girl be an ordinary person? Today you can't let me win, I'll use my skill to put you to sleep and then wake you up!" Little Dragon Girl just smiled and didn't answer. Actually, I knew what she was thinking. This time she would only use 60% of her strength at most, and if I couldn't hurt her, she would definitely pretend to be hit by my hidden weapon.

After I packed a bag of hidden weapons, I said, "Dragon Girl, I'm going to make my move!" Little Dragon Girl nodded. Her Heavenly Net Hand was actually specifically designed to counter hidden weapons. Although I knew the essence of her moves, it would still be very difficult to break them.

I threw two darts, and Little Dragon Girl easily dodged them. I glanced at her; she had indeed only used sixty percent of her power. It seemed she underestimated me. Even though she was my dearest Long'er, I wasn't willing to let her look down on me. I immediately shouted, "I'm going all out!" Suddenly, I threw the entire pack of hidden weapons into the air, unleashing a barrage of attacks at Xiaolongnu with the force I had already gathered.

Xiaolongnu, however, used her superhuman lightness skill to leap into the air, hovering two meters above the pool, giving me a larger attack area. Her perfectly naked body hovered above the pool in an extremely beautiful posture, her hair flowing without wind, making her seem like a fairy descended

from heaven. This time, I used my full strength. The pack of hidden weapons rained down on Xiaolongnu, each weapon colliding in mid-air, changing direction and force, until it reached her, surrounding her from all sides.

Xiaolongnu's expression indeed turned serious. She realized the power of my attack and immediately unleashed all her power, employing the Heavenly Net Hand technique to its fullest extent. But no matter how powerful her Heavenly Net Hand technique was, it was only effective against sparrows that wouldn't bite. My hidden weapons were a completely different matter. I had considered this when I made my move, so the difference between hidden weapons and sparrows was the key to dealing with Xiaolongnu.

Sure enough, Xiaolongnu focused all her energy on blocking the hidden weapons, but just as she had already deflected quite a few and was about to catch the next one, a hidden weapon almost in her hand suddenly spun. Although Xiaolongnu still managed to catch it, it also cut her finger. As the saying goes, the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and Xiaolongnu immediately felt the pain. Although she endured it without crying out, her movements and techniques faltered.

My most powerful hidden weapon technique in history and Xiaolongnu's Heavenly Net Hand technique, which was operating at its peak, were perfectly balanced. But the slightest pain, even the slightest tremor in her body, immediately broke this balance, and a hidden weapon finally broke through her defenses and attacked.

Just as she felt the pain in her right hand, a plum blossom dart I had been lying in ambush flew through the tiny opening and pierced her right rib, followed by a splatter of blood. Xiaolongnu's movements became even more chaotic. Two more darts then struck her right breast, causing it to tremble violently. Xiaolongnu finally couldn't bear it any longer, letting out a cry and swaying.

This sway created an even larger opening in her defense. A bone-piercing nail pierced her tailbone, and Xiaolongnu cried out in agony, her body jerking forward. Then, a thin silver needle pierced her left nipple, which had hardened in pain. This needle wasn't very powerful, but the pain it caused was the greatest besides the bone-piercing nail in her tailbone.

Xiaolongnu's defenses suffered another heavy blow at this moment, and she could no longer defend herself. A series of hidden weapons struck her jade-like body, and bright red blood gushed from Xiaolongnu's delicate form.

As Xiaolongnu's defenses crumbled under the relentless onslaught, she hovered in mid-air, enduring a barrage of projectiles flying from all directions.

One after another, the projectiles struck her alluring, pitiful naked body, the sounds of metal slicing through flesh filling the air. After enduring the pain for a long time, Xiaolongnu finally couldn't hold back any longer and screamed in agony. With each strike, her screams rose in waves.

Xiaolongnu's body swayed in mid-air like a willow leaf torn by a gale, constantly shifting with each hit. Her slender waist swayed from side to side, her breasts trembled violently in pain, her buttocks thrust upwards, and her abdomen arched forward, her body like a drawn bow. Because my projectiles weren't poisoned, and their destructive power wasn't as great as a sword, Xiaolongnu couldn't die immediately, only enduring this agony, barely better than being slowly sliced to death.

Finally, as I had planned, the last throwing knife pierced Xiaolongnu's throat. She exhaled her last breath, tinged with blood, from her gaping wound, and then, like a swan shot down, fell two meters into the pool, splashing water everywhere.

I rushed over to check the power of my hidden weapon, only to find Xiaolongnu lying face down on the water, her limp body swaying helplessly with the ripples from her fall. From the back of her head to her heels, she had been struck by at least thirty hidden weapons, especially on her pink, upturned buttocks, where several were greedily devouring her flesh.

I quickly flipped Xiaolongnu over; her breasts were riddled with hidden weapons, and her front was also covered in them. Her feet and the top of her head were also struck. Only her face and her most delicate areas remained unharmed, thanks to my careful handling of the hidden weapons I launched. However, her pale face, etched with pain, was particularly heartbreaking to see.

(The story continues...) "Let's begin!" Previously, it was always Xiaolongnu who said this to me. But it didn't take long for me to master the sword techniques she taught me, and for my internal energy to surpass hers. Even when Xiaolongnu fought me at full strength, she couldn't defeat me. So, before each encounter, I would say this to Xiaolongnu.

"You lecherous thief, take this!" Now, it seemed Xiaolongnu genuinely enjoyed the feeling of being killed, not just to please me. To my surprise, she even suggested playing a "role-playing" game. I often played either a Tartar soldier or a bandit. Xiaolongnu naturally played the righteous heroine. But every time we clashed, it wasn't me, the villain, being killed by the righteous heroine; instead, the beautiful and kind heroine died tragically at my hands.

After I said "start," Xiaolongnu let out a delicate shout, her longsword flashing like a rainbow, becoming one with her, and thrusting at me. The sword's edge was even visible; this was her full-force strike! However, she didn't target my body. Unlike her, I couldn't be resurrected after being killed. So, in every exchange, Xiaolongnu was essentially on the defensive. At the same time, her defense was perfect; breaking through her defense was extremely difficult.

I exclaimed, "Excellent swordsmanship!" and charged forward, brandishing my own sword. Both Xiaolongnu and I used our movements to the fullest, brushing past each other in mid-air, a fleeting white blur followed by the clang of weapons clashing. Then, we separated, each landing back to the spot where the other had attacked.

After about two seconds, I sheathed my sword, turned, and looked at Xiaolongnu, who had her back to me. Xiaolongnu, however, stood there motionless, as if frozen in place, her sword still in a striking stance. Her left leg was half-squatting forward, her right leg supporting her weight, her left hand forming a sword gesture—a very graceful pose. And with Xiaolongnu's naked body, it added an extra layer of sensuality and ambiguity.

I walked over and couldn't resist reaching out to knead her pink buttocks, which, though still, were full of movement due to her posture. Then, my hand, quite unruly, moved towards the mysterious area between her legs, which were quite parted by her striking stance.

But before my hand could reach her, I heard Xiaolongnu let out a faint groan, "So strong! Has she been trained to the point where she's still full of lust even in her dying moments?" Just as I thought this, Xiaolongnu's body suddenly trembled, and the sword energy and power of my full-force strike erupted.

Starting from the top of her head, Xiaolongnu was suddenly split open to the left and right. Watching her beautiful body being cleaved in two, blood and brain matter splattering onto me, I, who could have easily dodged, didn't. I stood aside, letting the fluids soak me.

Then, the sword energy continued to surge from top to bottom, and Xiaolongnu's body, starting from the top of her head, down her alluring neck, and between her firm breasts, was continuously slashed open. The cuts were very clean, a testament to the strength of my inner power. Even a sharp sword would be hindered when it encounters bone, causing the cuts to fly everywhere, a very unsightly sight. My sword strike was perfectly smooth, without the slightest ripple.

The crack continued downwards, across her flat abdomen, past her small, adorable navel, and finally, with unstoppable force, reached her dark pubic hair. Then, the sword energy sliced through her anus and genitals, slicing those two places that tormented me day and night in two. Until her perineum was also sliced open, Little Dragon Girl's body was completely divided into two halves.

Her right side slumped limply to the right, while her left side fell into my arms. Her intestines and internal organs spilled out onto the ground.

Looking at this peerless beauty, so gentle and delicate, now resembling a piece of pork chopped in two at a slaughterhouse, I felt a mixture of joy and sorrow. Even knowing that Xiaolongnu would soon recover, seeing her horrific state filled me with a strange feeling beyond sorrow—a tingling sensation throughout my body, and an erection beneath. This complex emotion was perhaps the feeling sought by those who indulged in ecstasy! Besides destruction, there was also pity.

I carefully examined Xiaolongnu, now cut in half. Even that half of her body possessed an indescribable, tragic beauty. At this moment, she was completely exposed, from top to bottom, revealing white skin, yellow fat, red flesh, mixed internal organs, and the jade-like fractured bone.

I looked at her head; the skull's cross-section was clearly visible. Those pearly teeth that used to gently bite my shoulder during our pleasure were still so beautiful, but now, without the protection of one side of her body, they were exposed. Her fragrant tongue, which often intertwined with mine, was now neatly separated.

Next came her chest cavity. One breast remained firm, though it looked somewhat strange. All her ribs were neatly arranged, though severed in the front, they were still tightly connected to the remaining half of her spine.

Her abdomen was now empty; everything had fallen to the ground, though some remained stuck to the abdominal wall. Her slender waist, even with only half remaining, was still incredibly alluring!

Further down, her reproductive organs had also fallen from her lower abdomen, though some remained attached to the remaining half of her vulva, hanging there as if displaying something. Similar to her internal reproductive system was her rectum connected to half of her anus… Xiaolongnu's left buttock was still as pert and sexy as ever, its curves still captivating. However, without the echo of her right buttock, it felt very odd, and there was no way to cover what Xiaolongnu called "those two shameful places," leaving those half-exposed shameful places fully exposed before me, the lecherous thief who had just slain this heroine.

Similarly, her pelvis, brimming with femininity and perfectly proportioned yet supple and slender, was also completely bisected by me. I had a particular fondness for this part of Xiaolongnu's body, examining it closely for a long time, even reaching inside to feel around for a while, before finally finding her pubic bone and touching it again. After a long while, I finally lifted her two halves of her body, like a butcher lifting pork, one in each hand, and threw them into the pool.

One half of her body tumbled and danced in the air, scattering large sprays of blood like a beautiful rain of blood. Many internal genitalia and intestines were still attached to that half of her body, dancing brilliantly in the air before falling into the pool.

"You lecherous thief, you're really amazing..." After a long period of passionate intimacy with me, Xiaolongnu curled up naked in my arms, kissing my chest, and murmured.

I squeezed Xiaolongnu's breast with one hand and stroked her buttocks with the other, laughing as I asked, "Is it my martial arts that are too powerful, or my skills in bed?" Xiaolongnu blushed and whispered in a voice barely above a whisper, "Both are powerful!" I laughed heartily, flipped her over, and pinned her beneath me again. Over this period, I had completely conquered Xiaolongnu, both psychologically and physically. Although Xiaolongnu possessed a nurturing, maternal nature, deep down she was actually a very, very small woman at heart. It was only because Yang Guo, that emotionally idiotic guy who only knew how to act cool and hysterical, that he had molded Xiaolongnu's personality into something increasingly withdrawn. With a little effort, someone with a more normal mind, given Xiaolongnu's blank slate personality and kind nature, could have transformed her into a complete embodiment of traditional Chinese feminine virtues, except for a slightly cold expression! Having spent this time with me, Xiaolongnu, aside from her former aloofness, is exceptionally warm and affectionate in my presence. She also possesses kindness, submissiveness, always considering things from a man's perspective, and obedience… and so on.

"She's still best with me!" Seeing how perfectly I've transformed Xiaolongnu, I couldn't help but feel contempt for Yang Guo. Xiaolongnu knew I was criticizing her ex-husband, but she remained silent, simply standing by.

However, later, I was forced to learn other martial arts. Since that time I cleaved Xiaolongnu in two with a single sword strike, and had used various techniques to kill her, swordsmanship had become somewhat stale.

Little Dragon Girl knew my thoughts. Before I could even speak, she had already rummaged through the cabinet and pulled out many more weapons. Some I recognized, some I didn't. However, my understanding of martial arts had reached a new level. Even with weapons I didn't recognize, I could figure out how to use them after a few tries. Soon, I became proficient with all sorts of weapons, and Little Dragon Girl was in for another ordeal.

"You dog Tartar...you won't succeed this time..." Little Dragon Girl's voice trembled. Now, she was always very into her role when she played with me. I stood opposite her, holding a meteor hammer and a grassland scimitar.

After a series of defeats, Little Dragon Girl no longer attacked me first, but instead adopted a completely defensive stance, waiting for me to make my move. Seeing that Little Dragon Girl wasn't going to make the first move, I smiled and charged towards her.

I wasn't very skilled at using the combination of the scimitar and the meteor hammer, but after fighting for a while, I still gained the upper hand.

Finding an opening, I used the momentum of my forward thrust to deflect the longsword from Xiaolongnu's hand with my curved blade. As Xiaolongnu cried out in surprise, the meteor hammer slammed solidly into her soft abdomen. My eyesight was now quite good; I watched as the meteor hammer struck Xiaolongnu's alluring body, causing her beautiful abdomen to cave in. Xiaolongnu screamed, spitting out blood. With the force of the meteor hammer, her waist bent downwards, her body arching like a shrimp, her beautiful breasts trembling in pain, her alluring buttocks raised high.

Then, I followed up with a slash of my curved blade. Despite the intense pain, Xiaolongnu, upon feeling the blade, immediately leaped backward, barely dodging my attack. However, my meteor hammer struck from her right. Unable to dodge and unarmed, Xiaolongnu could only use her hands to defend. The result was predictable: with a "crack," Xiaolongnu's smooth right forearm snapped.

Xiaolongnu cried out in pain again, this time losing her composure. I cleaved her chest with my blade, splitting her firm left breast in two. The curved blade became lodged in her flesh and bone.

With this downward strike, Xiaolongnu screamed and nearly fell backward. But I forcefully pulled the blade out.

A loud "crack" rang out as I pulled the blade from Xiaolongnu's wound, flesh and blood flying everywhere. The left breast I had caressed day and night was horrifyingly split open, revealing the yellow and white breast tissue inside, with several bones protruding. This blow had clearly injured Xiaolongnu's lungs. Her subsequent cries were incoherent, the screams choked by the blood gushing from her lungs, the sound struggling to push the blood out of her throat, creating a strange, distorted sound, as if Xiaolongnu were playing with blood bubbles in her throat.

But soon Xiaolongnu fell silent. I followed up with another hammer strike. Xiaolongnu, now defenseless, could only stand there as I attacked. A meteor hammer struck her temple.

The meteor hammer I used wasn't an ordinary hidden weapon from the martial world; it had a handle, a short chain, but a very large hammer with blunt edges, designed for battle. If used properly, it could even shatter a helmet, let alone Xiaolongnu's unprotected head, which, under the influence of my internal energy, was vulnerable.

With a muffled thud, Xiaolongnu's head, like an egg suddenly smashed, shattered after being struck by the meteor hammer. In the past, when I fought Xiaolongnu, I was always extremely careful, trying not to harm her face. But this time, I never expected the scene to be so brutal. The beautiful head of Xiaolongnu was instantly shattered into countless fragments of flesh and bone by this blow, scattering everywhere. Even her once-perfect teeth and two beautiful, expressive eyes were now scattered haphazardly, their once-flowing strands now adrift. Her usually flowing hair, clinging to the broken scalp and skull, lay in clumps of blood and brain matter, a paste-like mass.

Then, Xiaolongnu's headless corpse collapsed with a thud. Actually, her body wasn't entirely headless; at least from the chin up, a piece of her tongue and neck remained, but the rest of her body was reduced to a pile of mangled flesh by the meteor hammer's devastating blow. Looking at those piles of rubble, I instantly became aroused.

But while the attack was exhilarating, cleaning up the mess wasn't as satisfying. That single blow had completely reduced most of Xiaolongnu's head to fragments of flesh and bone, and the immense force had splattered the flesh from what was once her beautiful head everywhere. The ground and stone walls were littered with countless pieces of flesh, a truly gruesome and terrifying sight. I could only find a cloth and carefully collect them bit by bit, a process that took me at least five hours.

However, one tooth was still missing. I knew that simply throwing a whole corpse in would restore it, but I didn't want Xiaolongnu to wake up to find her body parts scattered throughout the stone chamber. After searching for a long time, I finally gave up on finding the tooth. I placed the collected bits of flesh and bones on Xiaolongnu's stomach and threw them all into the pool. Then I turned to clean up the blood, flesh, and debris from the ground and walls. At least I had to wake Xiaolongnu clean; she loved cleanliness.

After I woke her, although Xiaolongnu had been completely unconscious the moment my meteor hammer struck her, she was still quite aware of the force of my blow. Although I tried my best to wipe away the debris from the ground and walls, I couldn't hide the horrific scene.

Little Dragon Girl glared at me and said, "You big villain!" Her chest heaved as if she were extremely angry. Knowing I was in the wrong, I could only force a smile. Unexpectedly, after glaring at me for a while, Little Dragon Girl threw herself into my arms, murmuring, "Bad man, you bad man!" But her cheeks were flushed, and her chest was heaving, as if she were in heat. I reached down and touched her lower body; sure enough, it was already wet. I laughed loudly and said, "Watch how this big villain deals with you, this fairy-like heroine!" I pinned her down on the stone platform.

After that, I still practiced using various weapons, but Little Dragon Girl now strictly forbade me from using that unfortunate meteor hammer. No meteor hammer? No problem, I can use Li Yuanba's double hammers, right? Little Dragon Girl rolled her eyes at me, annoyed. Seeing her show such an emotional expression for the first time, I was very happy. It seemed Little Dragon Girl's personality had finally changed!

Then, as if about to die for her cause, Xiaolongnu made up her mind and said, "You demon king, do you just enjoy seeing women lying dead? Today I will act on behalf of Heaven!" She twirled her sword and charged forward, but it was still a defensive stance. I yelled and charged straight at Xiaolongnu, my two 200-pound hammers whitishly wielded in my hands.

Seeing my hammer come crashing down on her head, Xiaolongnu instinctively raised her sword to block. Although her kung fu was excellent, she had very little practical combat experience. Having fought me for so long, and never caring about life or death, always ending up being killed by me in the end, her personality was rather indifferent, so she rarely reflected on her actions. According to the rules, it was correct for her to block with her sword when I struck down, but if I used a hammer and she used a sword, that would be foolish.

Fortunately, Xiaolongnu's agility was quite good; just as my hammer shattered her sword, she nimbly flew backward. Naturally, I wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by, and I relentlessly pursued Xiaolongnu. Xiaolongnu was now unarmed and could only dodge and weave under the onslaught of my two massive hammers. Although the weight of the hammers slowed me down, each strike was incredibly powerful, and Xiaolongnu's several attempts to break free failed.

Finally, after my relentless assault, Xiaolongnu, now unarmed and fighting with only her bare hands, was struck by the force of my hammer blows. Although the injury wasn't serious, it greatly affected her movements. Under these circumstances, Xiaolongnu was struck twice more by the hammer blows. While neither resulted in significant injury, her movements grew increasingly slower.

Little Dragon Girl knew this wouldn't work. Gritting her teeth, she steeled herself, spotted an opening, and shifted her body to the side, hoping to escape. Little did she know, this opening was a trap I had deliberately set. The moment she stepped in, she found her paths forward and backward blocked by two massive hammers. Left with no other choice, she mustered all her inner strength, using her bare hands to meet the hammers, one in front and one behind.

But even with her inner strength at its peak, Little Dragon Girl couldn't use both hands as two hammers. When her alluring hands collided with the iron hammers, a scream of "Ah!" was heard from Little Dragon Girl, followed by the sound of bones breaking. The force of my two hammer blows was so immense that not only did Little Dragon Girl's bones break, but from her fingers to her elbows, they were completely shattered. Her flesh and bones were pulverized from the inside by the immense force and intrusive inner power, scattering in all directions and covering both of us.

Little Dragon Girl, having lost both hands, screamed in agony and ceased resisting. She stood on the ground, her body swaying as if blown by a gale, threatening to collapse at any moment. But before she could fully fall, my two large hammers struck her slender waist from either side. The blows caused her already contorted face of pain to suddenly calm down. Then, with a loud "whoosh," she vomited a mouthful of broken internal organs mixed with blood clots. From her lower body, her genitals and intestines were squeezed out by the impact of the two hammers. After I removed the hammers, Little Dragon Girl stood there, vomiting and spewing for a long time, before collapsing to the ground like a limp rag. Although her body convulsed, she was already beyond saving.

When I woke Xiaolongnu, she was extremely unwilling: "You villain! You only got the upper hand because of your weapon! No, next time you'll have to use a different weapon!"

So the next time I fought Xiaolongnu, I was holding two broadswords. This time, however, Xiaolongnu's death took a different turn. When I swung my two broadswords horizontally at her, one above the other, she tried to quickly swing her sword left and right to deflect them. But my internal strength and physical power far surpassed hers, and with the weight advantage of the broadswords, Xiaolongnu's attempt to parry with a sword was tantamount to suicide.

First, a loud clang rang out, and Xiaolongnu's longsword broke into three pieces under the heavy blows of the two axe blows.

With a cry of pain from Xiaolongnu, but cut short halfway through, my two axes slashed across her waist with the left one, severing her slender waist cleanly, and the right one cleaved her jade-like neck, sending her beautiful head flying into the air.

Instantly, Xiaolongnu's body was split into three pieces; her head flew high, blood gushing from her neck below. Even as her head was severed, Xiaolongnu's consciousness hadn't completely vanished.

"That bastard, he really went for it..." Then, a sharp pain shot through her as her head fell to the ground. She saw her headless upper body also crash before her, her firm breasts visibly jiggling as they landed. "How shameful..." Despite having been naked in front of that lecherous thief every day, the more she adored him, the more humiliated she felt... And that damned lecherous thief was still leering at her still-erect lower body.

As Xiaolongnu saw herself kneeling before the lecherous thief, she leaned forward, but not completely flat on the ground. Instead, her pink buttocks were raised towards the sky, the severed part of her waist supporting her weight, making her sexy buttocks stand out prominently.

It was a very lewd position in Xiaolongnu's eyes. "This lecherous thief always makes me do this position when we're intimate, even though I always resist to the death, but now he's still gotten his way..." However, Xiaolongnu's attention was still drawn to her stomach and the internal organs flowing out of her pelvic cavity: so this is what smells so foul... Then, Xiaolongnu was plunged into boundless darkness. In the last scene she saw, the filthy lecherous thief, indeed, took advantage of her lower body position and began to penetrate her from behind.

For a while afterward, I shouted, "Double axes don't count, switch weapons!" So I pulled out a spiked club. Poor Little Dragon Girl, after her sword was knocked away, was struck in the chest by my club. With a crack, her breasts, ribs, and all her internal organs were smashed into a bloody pulp.

"Spiked club doesn't count, switch weapons!" So I pulled out a fifty-pound broadsword. With one stroke, Little Dragon Girl's sword broke again. Then I slashed down her left shoulder, diagonally across her left breast, splitting it in two. I then slashed down her slender waist, followed by her pelvis, and finally cleaved her sexy right buttock in half like her left breast. From left shoulder to right buttock, Little Dragon Girl was split open by my blade, and her internal organs spilled out onto the ground.

"The broadsword doesn't count, let's change weapons!" So I picked and chose... and so I went on for a week, using every usable weapon imaginable, no matter how strange or unusual. Poor Little Dragon Girl was killed by me with all sorts of weapons. I always chose heavy weapons that could directly overwhelm her in strength. Each time I killed her, it was a gruesome affair—her brains splattered, she was hacked to pieces, or her body, though not completely dismembered, was mangled beyond recognition. After these repeated encounters, the once pristine stone chamber floor and walls were now covered in indelible dark red bloodstains. Sometimes, I'd inadvertently discover bits of human tissue and bone fragments. Little Dragon Girl would often throw a little tantrum at me.

I knew I'd killed her too much, so I always indulged her.

What frustrated me, however, was that during our lovemaking, she still didn't like to move at all, simply lying on top of me with her legs spread. I wanted her to try my favorite rear-entry position, or I hoped she could use her irresistible charm to solve my problem, or I hoped to use the various environments of the stone chamber to set the mood, but Xiaolongnu firmly refused.

So I thought of a more interesting trick: didn't the Nine Yin Manual have a technique that could control the mind? I'd learn it. For the next few days, Xiaolongnu noticed I was surprisingly well-behaved, spending all my time studying the Nine Yin Manual and ignoring everything else. Being naturally gentle and serene, she knew I must be captivated by some martial art, so she didn't disturb me, simply attending to me attentively every day. If I had any questions, I would ask her, and she would patiently answer them.

Finally, one day, I felt I had mastered the technique of controlling the mind, and so I used it during our next sexual encounter. Why choose to do it during our sexual encounter? Xiaolongnu was of a detached nature, and to control someone's mind, one had to find a weakness in her heart. Having been with Xiaolongnu for so long, I knew this weakness wasn't easy to find. Only when she reached the peak of her pleasure during sex, when her mind would flutter slightly, would I have the best opportunity to control her.

Finally, under my continuous and vigorous thrusts, Xiaolongnu reached her climax. "So good...you big lecher...you're so amazing...ah...no...ah...ah..." Just as Xiaolongnu was experiencing ecstasy from my thrusts, my eyes suddenly lit up. I looked into Xiaolongnu's eyes and called out, "Long'er!"

At the height of her climax, Xiaolongnu was suddenly called out. Her eyes were glazed as she looked at me, and then she entered a dream world.

The autumn wind was bleak, and a shattered city trembled under the tyranny of one man—the Golden Wheel Monk. Although the Mongol cavalry had been driven away, the Golden Wheel Monk had single-handedly routed the anti-Yuan soldiers. After nearly a century of dedicated cultivation, the Golden Wheel Monk's martial arts were now beyond human capabilities.

The soldiers in the city had long since fled, and not a single resident remained. Before this empty city stood a fairy in white robes, wielding a sword, blocking the Golden Wheel Monk's path. This fairy was none other than Little Dragon Girl.

Seeing Little Dragon Girl's resolute expression, the Golden Wheel Monk laughed wildly, "You? You are no match for me!"

Little Dragon Girl retorted sharply, "I alone may not be your match, but what about a thousand or ten thousand of me?" With that, she let out another sharp shout, and suddenly eighteen Little Dragon Girls appeared, attacking the Golden Wheel Monk.

The Golden Wheel Monk laughed, "A mere speck of light, yet you dare to show your face?" Eight golden wheels flew in all directions, clashing with the eighteen clones of Little Dragon Girl. The difference in strength between the two sides was too great. In an instant, the eighteen Little Dragon Girls screamed repeatedly, all flying backward and crashing to the ground under the Golden Wheel Monk's attacks. After these clones were killed, their white robes were shattered by the Golden Wheel Monk's powerful force, but their jade-like bodies remained undamaged. Although their faces were filled with expressions of pain, it only added to their beauty, making them even more endearing.

Seeing that the eighteen clones were instantly killed, Little Dragon Girl this time created a hundred clones, all rushing towards the Golden Wheel Monk. But the result was the same as before. The Golden Wheel Monk had no equal under his command. In just an instant, a hundred more naked jade corpses of Little Dragon Girls piled up on the ground.

For the next three days, Xiaolongnu and Jinlun Fawang fought a fierce and chaotic battle. Xiaolongnu's illusory clones charged at Jinlun Fawang with unwavering resolve, only to be instantly annihilated. Their clothes and swords were shattered, leaving only their jade-like bodies lying helplessly on the ground in agony. Over those three days, it's impossible to know how many clones Xiaolongnu created, but under Jinlun Fawang's divine might, the battle was a one-sided massacre. Xiaolongnu's naked corpse piled up around Jinlun Fawang, first covering the ground with her delicate body, then layering corpses upon each other, her beautiful jade-like form accumulating together.

Finally, Xiaolongnu's true body could no longer create clones and could only hide in despair. For three days, she continuously released clones, while Jinlun Fawang relentlessly slaughtered them. In those three days, a total of 660,000 clones perished at Jinlun Fawang's hands. Seeing her clones lying dead all over the ground, Little Dragon Girl had no better option but to flee.

Golden Wheel Monk, however, stood still until his six thousand subordinates arrived in front of the empty city. When the rude Tatar soldiers saw the six hundred and sixty thousand beautiful female corpses outside the city, they were stunned. "Such a vast expanse of white..." Looking at the soldiers' appearance, the Golden Wheel Monk ordered, "Go and clean it up. These corpses won't decompose. First, use them to cover the city walls and roads, and pile them up in every house. Then, pile the rest into mounds of three hundred corpses each, filling the open spaces around the city. The rest you can take with you on your journey; have some fun, they can even serve as rations!"

The Tatar soldiers cheered and went off to do their work. These Tatar soldiers, reeking of sheep, must have been incredibly lucky to be able to touch the fairy-like body of the Little Dragon Girl with their filthy hands.

Although they were quite tempted by the sight of the white bodies of the Little Dragon Girl before them, none dared disobey the Golden Wheel Monk's orders. The soldiers found carts and first piled up more than twenty of the Little Dragon Girl's corpses... Once, like piles of firewood, the bodies of the Little Dragon Girls were haphazardly thrown onto carts and transported towards the city. The carts swayed and rocked along the road, the corpses of the Little Dragon Girls bobbing along with them. With the shaking of the carts, their soft limbs swayed. If they were lying face down, their sexy pink buttocks swayed slightly with the swaying of the carts, a small but incredibly lewd sight. If they were lying face up, their breasts trembled constantly, arousing intense lust in the Tatar soldiers, yet they dared not make a move. At least five Tatar soldiers died because their hearts could not bear the pain.

After the carts reached the city, the Tatar soldiers split up and began to work, first carrying the Little Dragon Girls' corpses to the city walls. Initially, they carried them in pairs... They initially threw the frail corpse onto the city wall. However, finding this inefficient, they switched to individual work, each man dragging a corpse of Xiaolongnu in each hand, like a dead dog, towards the wall. The pitiful, beautiful Xiaolongnu was crudely dragged around even in death.

One thousand Tatar soldiers placed the corpses on the wall, one thousand loaded them outside, and another thousand transported them into the city. Inside the city was a small, stagnant pond, emitting a foul stench under the sun; however, this was also a place to place the corpses.

Some Tatar soldiers had recovered from their initial shock, though still disturbed, they reverted to their crude nature. Seeing the filth, they first used Xiaolongnu's corpse there to fill the pond. Wagon after wagon of Xiaolongnu's corpse was transported... At the edge of the stinking pond, amidst the jeers of the Tatar soldiers, cartloads of corpses were dumped into the water.

These once alluring bodies, now like piles of useless sacks, were tumbling headlong into the stinking pond. These

pristine bodies, now utterly unconscious, rolled and tumbled with the movement, falling into the foul-smelling water, floating in the thick, green algae-covered pond. Their captivating faces, firm breasts, and elastic buttocks bobbed and swayed by the next wave of corpses being dumped in, accompanied by crude laughter.

Despite the soldiers' efforts, they clearly couldn't keep up with the Golden Wheel Monk's pace. The Golden Wheel Monk shouted, "Get out of the way!" "Three thousand soldiers hurriedly fled to the side. Then, the Golden Wheel Monk used his divine power to instantly transport all the corpses outside the city into the city and arrange them in various places according to his own plan. Before long, the city was arranged,

and the corpses of 470,000 Little Dragon Girls were all thrown into this empty city. Inside the houses, on the table, there was a Little Dragon Girl's corpse lying face down, her entire jade back flat on the table, her sexy pink buttocks raised with the support of the edge of the table.

On the chair, there was a Little Dragon Girl's corpse sitting back, her head limply turned to one side, her hands hanging weakly to both sides, her legs wide open and straight, revealing her most delicate parts."

On the bed, there might be several corpses of Xiaolongnu, embracing each other, one pressing against the other's breasts, the other resting their head on the other's lap, an endless display of eroticism.

In the bathtub, there might be two corpses of Xiaolongnu, one leaning against the edge of the tub, her body arched back, her lower back supported by the rim, her breasts held high, her lower body, adorned with neat, dark hair, proudly thrust forward. The other, however, is pitifully submerged headfirst in the tub, legs up, but her thighs hanging from the rim, unable to fall, helplessly displaying her vulva and anus.

On the beam, there might be a corpse of Xiaolongnu, one leg entangled in something, hanging upside down in the air; in the toilet... One day, a corpse of Xiaolongnu might be sitting on the toilet, her head drooping limply; in the kitchen, there was even a corpse with half her body stuffed into a collapsed stove.

In halls, on the streets, in shops, and in alleys, many corpses of Xiaolongnu lay scattered about, some lying flat, some on their sides, some sitting with their backs against the wall, some clinging to a pillar or long log, refusing to fall.

Along the city walls, from the base to the steps, all the way to the top of the walls, everywhere were the naked corpses of Xiaolongnu, in all sorts of poses, as if they had just survived a fierce battle.

And in the open spaces outside the city, corpses of varying sizes... Three hundred mounds of corpses were piled up. These mounds, called "jingguan," were earthen mounds erected after a major battle to intimidate the enemy. However, here, only whole bodies were used. Furthermore, they weren't entirely made of corpses; rather, mounds rose in the center, upon which the bodies were placed. Each mound contained three hundred of Xiaolongnu's corpses, their white flesh covering the mounds. From a distance, the three hundred mounds were densely packed, a truly magnificent sight!

After all this was arranged, a full one hundred thousand of Xiaolongnu's corpses remained. The Golden Wheel Monk glanced at the remaining corpses, then at the increasingly frantic Tatar soldiers, and said, "Go and enjoy yourselves. Remember! From this moment on, this place is called Dragon Girl City, the territory of my Golden Wheel Monk. No one is allowed to enter! Quickly gather up the rest of the corpses and get out!" The Tatar soldiers were overjoyed and hastily piled the remaining Xiaolongnu corpses aside, preparing to load and transport them away.

Watching the soldiers toil frantically, the Golden Wheel Monk walked into Dragon Girl City. Along the way, he trod upon the delicate, beautiful bodies of Little Dragon Girls. The Golden Wheel Monk found it incredibly pleasurable, each step landing precisely on a Little Dragon Girl's stomach, breasts, or buttocks. Sometimes, finding a particular Little Dragon Girl's pose particularly beautiful, he would use his feet to flip her over and rearrange her. When tired, he would sit down anywhere, leaning against her soft body, enjoying himself like a god.

Despite his formidable martial arts skills and ruthless killing, the Golden Wheel Monk was a man who knew how to enjoy life. Having cultivated martial arts to such a level, he understood refinement and knew how to appreciate pleasure. This was a common trait among those who reached a certain level.

But the Tatar soldiers lacked the Golden Wheel Monk's refined taste. After the Golden Wheel Monk distributed the remaining 100,000 Little Dragon Girl corpses to them, the Tatar soldiers' spring arrived. But the poor corpses of Little Dragon Girls suffered greatly.

After the Golden Wheel Monk entered Dragon Girl City, the Tatar soldiers didn't dare to act recklessly. Instead, they first transported a portion of the Little Dragon Girl's corpse to a location far from the city before beginning their unrestrained acts. Once one Tatar soldier started, the six thousand Tatar soldiers began their bestial behavior.

Seeing the Little Dragon Girl's perfect body and face, these Tatar soldiers, with their abnormally high levels of testosterone, immediately picked up the corpses and went to find a place to vent their lust. One Tatar soldier laid the Little Dragon Girl's corpse upside down on the ground, her beautiful and charming face now pressed against the yellow earth, her firm and elastic breasts pressed into various grotesque shapes.

The Tatar soldier lifted the Little Dragon Girl's buttocks, making her assume a lewd posture with her buttocks raised to the sky, and then thrust his penis into her sacred vagina, which shouldn't have any vulgar objects entering or leaving it, forcefully pumping in and out. With each powerful thrust of the Tatar soldier, Xiaolongnu's body moved in unison. Her plump, small yet round buttocks swayed with each stroke, the flesh colliding with each impact, producing a sharp, cracking sound. Her breasts rubbed against the yellow earth, contorting into various shapes, covered in dust, yet possessing a poignant beauty. Xiaolongnu's expression remained serene, though covered in dust and bearing the pain of impending death, she seemed otherworldly. The

other Tatar soldiers had their own ways of playing with her: some placed Xiaolongnu's corpse on a small tree branch, arranging her legs wide open, exposing her vulva and anus, then vigorously thrust into her while frantically kneading her breasts with both hands. Or they would pick up Xiaolongnu and place her in a small river that only reached her waist, letting the buoyancy of the water float her up, and then play with her in all sorts of positions.

After each of them had ejaculated at least three or five times, these Tatar soldiers, already exhausted from playing, began to engage in even more depraved acts. Stuffing their stinking phalluses into Xiaolongnu's anus was commonplace; putting their phalluses into her mouth and ejaculating their foul-smelling semen onto her throat and face was not unusual either.

Nearby, a Tatar soldier, having been completely drained of his last bit of energy by Xiaolongnu beneath him, still felt unsatisfied. He cut a thick branch from a tree and thrust it into Xiaolongnu's vagina, then burst into laughter. Poor Xiaolongnu, after sacrificing her life for her country, her body was subjected to such desecration. Her serene yet pained expression, contrasted sharply with the laughing Tatar soldiers around her, made her appear even more tragic.

On the other side, several crazed Tatar soldiers moved Xiaolongnu's corpse beneath a stallion. After teasing the stallion's penis until it was long and hard, they forcefully thrust it into Xiaolongnu's vagina.

The poor Xiaolongnu opened her eyes, listlessly looking at the sky, her hands limply at her sides, utterly unaware that she would suffer such humiliation even in death. With the Tatar soldiers' relentless efforts, the stallion's penis not only fully penetrated Xiaolongnu's vagina but also pierced the upper wall of her delicate vagina, reaching deep into her abdomen. Immediately, a large amount of blood gushed from Xiaolongnu's slightly open mouth and nostrils. The Tatar soldiers, watching Xiaolongnu's swollen lower body from the horse's penis, burst into laughter.

This continued until dawn; the six thousand Tatar soldiers had defiled at least tens of thousands of pristine Xiaolongnu corpses. The Tatar soldiers, who had been busy until morning, only felt hunger in their stomachs. Looking at the piles of Xiaolongnu's corpses on the ground, their mouths watered. Many of the bodies, defiled by these beastly Tatar soldiers the previous night, were already mutilated. The Tatar soldiers didn't waste any; some took knives, others started fires, and one by one, Xiaolongnu's corpses were cut open, slaughtered, their entrails removed, their heads chopped off, and the most beautiful and tender flesh from their thighs and breasts cut off, boiled in pots, and then used as the soldiers' weapons. "This is the most delicious two-legged lamb I've ever eaten!" After eating their fill, they couldn't immediately vent their anger. Under the leadership of their officers, the Tatar soldiers hung up many of Xiaolongnu's corpses or tied them to stakes for training purposes. The shouts of the six thousand Tatar soldiers were deafening, or perhaps they were competing to see who had the best archery skills, able to hit Xiaolongnu's nipple within two hundred paces. Or they would stick out Xiaolongnu's buttocks and use her vulva or, even tighter, anus as the target. Often, Xiaolongnu's beautiful buttocks would be riddled with arrows. When the commander got excited, he would summon his men to fire a volley at one or two of Xiaolongnu's corpses. Under the rain of arrows, those one or two Xiaolongnu's beautiful bodies would be instantly turned into mincemeat by

the power of thousands of arrows. Then came cavalry charge training. One by one, the cavalrymen would gallop their horses, brandishing their sabers, battle axes, and other weapons, charging towards Xiaolongnu's corpses tied to stakes. Using the momentum of their horses, they would often smash Xiaolongnu's corpses to pieces in a single blow. Often, a Tatar soldier would smash Xiaolongnu's beautiful head to pieces with a hammer and axe, brain tissue flying everywhere, or slice her in two from the chest or waist, her intestines spilling out onto the ground, drawing cheers from the other Tatar soldiers.

Later, when they grew tired of playing with the corpses, they set fire to the bodies of Xiaolongnu, burning her jade-like body into large, charcoal-like pieces. They also rolled huge boulders down from a height, crushing the several Xiaolongnu corpses lying on the ground into a clearly identifiable pulp.

Six thousand Tatar soldiers thus ravaged the corpses of the one hundred thousand Xiaolongnu day and night. What were once one hundred thousand exquisite works of art—the corpses of Xiaolongnu—were soon reduced to piles of broken bones and rotten flesh, or their filthy excrement, all under the brutality of these Tatar soldiers. The tranquil and poignant city outside Xiaolongnu became a hellish scene, filled with severed limbs, pulpy flesh, and rotten bones—a truly gruesome sight. It was difficult to associate those bloody, filthy, and terrifying things with Xiaolongnu.

Finally, I noticed the jade-like figure in my arms beginning to sob in the illusion. I quickly dispelled the illusion and summoned Xiaolongnu back to reality. Even after returning to reality, Xiaolongnu could not escape the terrifying illusion for a long time. These past few days, I've quietly stayed by her side, neither making love to her nor killing or torturing her. Three days later, Xiaolongnu finally threw herself into my arms and said, "...I've thought it through. From now on, no matter how you treat me, whatever you ask of me, I'll agree to it..." For a while afterward, Xiaolongnu and I became somewhat distant. This didn't mean we'd grown apart; rather, it meant we understood and respected each other more. During this time, I kept thinking about one question: what would become of us?

Xiaolongnu remained indifferent. When I asked to make love to her, to fool around with her, or even to kill her, she didn't object at all. But when I didn't make these requests, Xiaolongnu wouldn't bring them up herself. However, I noticed her change: Xiaolongnu's gaze towards me softened, no longer as indifferent as before. She was finally beginning to accept me.

After some time, I finally understood: "You don't plan to live in this cave forever, do you?" During this time, Little Dragon Girl had heard me talk a lot about the changes in the world, but she still didn't have much interest in the world outside her.

I made another request to her, asking her to come out with me. But Xiaolongnu thought for a moment and refused, saying, "I don't want to move. It's fine here. The changes outside are too great; I'm scared." She was honest, saying exactly what she thought. This was the first time in a long time that she had refused me like this without any discussion. I talked to her for a long time, and finally, Xiaolongnu and I reached a compromise: I would make a bet with her. If I could kill her three more times outside the stone chamber within a day using my own abilities, she would come out with me and start a new life.

However, besides that, Xiaolongnu made a request of me: "I'm quite uncomfortable being naked all the time. Go out and make some preparations outside—lay traps, set mechanisms, anything. But one thing: buy me some clothes."

I had no choice but to agree. I found a valuable-looking antique in the stone chamber, and after spending some more time with Xiaolongnu, I left the stone chamber and returned to my own world.

After I went out, I sold the antique and actually got over eight million! Wow, not only did I get to live with Xiaolongnu as I wished, but I also found such a huge treasure! I originally planned to buy Xiaolongnu all modern clothes, but considering her habits, besides buying her some modern clothes, I also had five or six sets of her ancient costumes made, all based on the looks on TV.

Afterwards, I returned to Zhongnan Mountain, but didn't immediately return to the stone chamber. Instead, I first set up numerous mechanisms and traps in a secluded place where no one would ever come. This was the duel location that Xiaolongnu had instructed me to use. After we finished everything, I returned to the stone chamber. Xiaolongnu had been meditating these past few days, seemingly without feeling empty or restless. Seeing me return, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes. I embraced her, cuddling her tenderly before handing her the clothes. As expected, Xiaolongnu showed no interest in the modern clothes I had bought, opting instead for a bellyband and ancient attire, dressing herself neatly.

After she was dressed, she even twirled in front of me, saying nothing, but I knew she was showing off her beauty. To be honest, Xiaolongnu, dressed in this simple white robe, truly resembled a celestial fairy, beautiful and captivating. However, I thought to myself, "You're dressed neatly now, but later your white robes, along with your delicate body, will be torn to shreds by my mechanisms." "

After I rested for a day, Xiaolongnu actually took the initiative to propose a 'duel' with me. I found a bow and a quiver of arrows in the stone chamber and said to Xiaolongnu, 'Long'er, since I have set up a trap, I will go and ambush first. You can come over later!' Xiaolongnu glanced at me and smiled, 'You go first. I will come over after you have set up the trap.'" "

I immediately grabbed my bow and arrows and went to the wasteland to ambush her. I had already chosen my ambush location, and after setting up, I took out my bow and arrows and waited for Xiaolongnu to enter my ambush area. Before long, Xiaolongnu, dressed in flowing white, arrived at the place I had marked. Seeing the mark, Xiaolongnu knew that this was where I had set up the traps and mechanisms, and she smiled and walked in.

This time, Xiaolongnu was clearly serious. In the past, to amuse me, I would set up some very obvious traps, and Xiaolongnu would step on them without hesitation. But this time, she easily dodged the several seemingly hidden traps I had set.

I knew it was time to make my move, so I drew my bow and shot an arrow at Xiaolongnu. The arrow was imbued with my..." With eighty percent of her inner force, she shot out, the arrow whistling through the air. Little Dragon Girl was prepared, yet remained calm, waiting for the arrow to reach her before gracefully sidestepping it. Her movements were exquisitely beautiful, her white robes billowing, like a celestial being descending to earth.

The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, which Little Dragon Girl cultivated, favored this style; even in the most difficult circumstances, she never forgot to maintain her elegance and grace. But this was also her most fatal flaw. If Little Dragon Girl had simply rolled away after I shot that arrow, there wouldn't have been any problem. But her perfectly timed, graceful dodge allowed me to predict her next move. Especially with three traps I had set nearby, forcing her to dodge in only one direction.

Just as Little Dragon Girl floated up, she suddenly cried out, "Ah!" With a short, sharp cry of pain, after firing the arrow, I simultaneously launched a bone-piercing nail, aiming it precisely at the path Xiaolongnu would dodge. As I predicted, the nail pierced through Xiaolongnu's white gauze robe, landing precisely below her slender waist and above her buttocks at her tailbone. This single nail rendered the ethereal Xiaolongnu completely immobile.

After a scream, Xiaolongnu plummeted downwards, triggering a mechanism that sent a massive cylindrical wooden pillar hurtling towards her at incredible speed... The force of gravity propelled it forward, striking Xiaolongnu squarely in the back. She let out a half-scream, but the blood gushing from her ruptured internal organs quickly replaced the scream with a gurgling sound. Along with this sound came the cracking of all her ribs and spine breaking.

Before she could recover from the blow, she staggered back two steps, about to fall, when suddenly a thin, sharpened wooden spear... The spear flew straight at her, piercing through her gaping mouth, which was gushing blood, and easily protruding from the back of her head. The force of the thrust was immense; Xiaolongnu's unconscious body was thrown half a meter backward and pinned to a large tree behind her.

Xiaolongnu's appearance was now extremely gruesome; her feet were dangling in the air, her entire body pinned to the tree by the spear that had pierced her mouth, blood gushing from her mouth, staining her white robes crimson. Her beautiful eyes still... Her eyes were open, but she was lifeless. I jumped in front of her and gently nudged her. Little Dragon Girl's body swayed limply with my touch, looking so helpless and forlorn.

Little Dragon Girl's body was nailed to that big tree. I reached out and touched her body; it was still as smooth and soft as jade, still so arousing. My hands involuntarily wandered over her body. When my hand reached her lower body, I found it was slightly damp—her...that...that...that...to... In the instant she was killed, a little fluid actually flowed from her lower body.

I forcefully pulled the wooden splinter from Xiaolongnu's mouth, spraying out a spray of blood. Xiaolongnu's body slumped forward, resting on my shoulder. Her head hung limply behind me, her body so supple it stirred my heart. Xiaolongnu's spine had been broken, her elongated body appearing somewhat disproportionate, her upper and lower body swaying in opposite directions with my heavy breathing. Just above her beautiful buttocks, red blood seeped through her clothes, staining them crimson. A large piece of her clothing was torn off. It was blood flowing continuously from the bone-piercing nail that had struck her tailbone.

My hand was still on Xiaolongnu's lower body; due to the immense pain she suffered at the moment of death, her lower body muscles were clenched tightly. My hand roamed along her lower body, and when I touched between her two plump buttocks, I found that her sphincter muscles, like those of all the dead, were quite relaxed.

The stark contrast between Xiaolongnu's genitals and anus suddenly aroused my lust. I tore her clothes to shreds and turned Xiaolongnu over. I aimed at her anus and began thrusting in and out. Little Dragon Girl's face was pressed against the weeds, which were already stained with the blood gushing from her mouth, along with blood clots and shattered internal organs flowing from her abdomen.

Little Dragon Girl's pure, fairy-like face rubbed against the weeds with each thrust, her beautiful eyes empty and lifeless, completely at my mercy. Her hands lay limply at her sides, her left palm twisted upwards, while her right palm groveled on the ground.

Little Dragon Girl Her back was fair and smooth. Although the broken spine made her back look somewhat distorted and longer than before, it didn't detract from her beauty. On the contrary, this strange, painful beauty was even more exciting. The piercing nail was still firmly embedded in her tailbone, contrasting beautifully with her full buttocks. While I was frantically thrusting in and out of Xiaolongnu's anus, I forcefully pulled the piercing nail from her tailbone and threw it aside. As I pulled out the nail, I could feel the sound of Xiaolongnu's tailbone being rubbed together.

After countless thrusts into Xiaolongnu's anus, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated into her clean rectum. After this release, I suddenly felt completely exhausted, collapsing onto Xiaolongnu's jade-like back, panting heavily.

I remained lying on top of her for a long time before finally standing up, hoisting her body onto my shoulder, her buttocks facing forward, her broken waist hanging limply, swaying naturally yet strangely from side to side. I felt Xiaolongnu's breasts rubbing against my back, arousing my senses.

I threw Xiaolongnu's body into the pond, then retrieved it a while later. By then, Xiaolongnu's body had completely recovered to its perfect state. I woke Xiaolongnu, looking at her nestled in my arms, and said, "This is the first time, there are two more. I'll be quick!" Xiaolongnu didn't say anything, only burying her head in my chest.

Xiaolongnu put on another set of clothes and asked, "Do you want to rest for a bit, or should we continue now?" I shook my head and said, "I didn't exert myself much just now; I used mechanisms. How about we fight hand-to-hand this time without weapons?" Xiaolongnu glanced at me calmly and said, "Do whatever you want, as long as you can kill me three times in one day."

Saying this, Xiaolongnu walked to a more spacious area in the stone chamber and said, "This is big enough.

Let's start. Come on!"

As soon as Xiaolongnu uttered "Come on!" I leaped forward, my fist whistling, aiming straight for Xiaolongnu's face. Before the fist even arrived, the force of the wind had already whipped Xiaolongnu's hair and clothes backward. If this punch landed, even if it didn't smash Xiaolongnu's head into a pulp, it would at least turn her pretty face into a paste.

Xiaolongnu let out a delicate cry, gracefully turning around and dodging my powerful punch. Xiaolongnu didn't intend to simply dodge or defend; she was attacking while defending. Just as she turned, she kicked me in the back.

I turned and deflected her kick, then followed up with a punch. Xiaolongnu's internal energy was inferior to mine, so she didn't dare take the punch head-on. She lightly floated back, then lunged forward to fight me.

Although Xiaolongnu had personally taught me, my skills had already surpassed hers.

More importantly, my kung fu was completely different from Xiaolongnu's. Xiaolongnu followed a light and agile style, which was related to her innate limitations. When encountering enemies, she preferred to use her agility, speed, and exquisite techniques to maneuver around them. I was

completely different. Although I had learned all of Xiaolongnu's techniques, because my internal energy was so incredibly powerful, I disdained using tricks and dodges to maneuver around her. Instead, I directly unleashed my internal energy to its fullest extent, each punch carrying a fierce gust of wind, trying my best to restrict Xiaolongnu's movements.

Xiaolongnu lacked practical combat experience and her knowledge was not as extensive as mine; she was no match for me in either theory or practice. Adding to this the disparity in internal energy and my understanding of Xiaolongnu's fighting style, the battle quickly unfolded as I had anticipated. I proceeded cautiously, each punch generating a powerful force that confined Xiaolongnu to a small space, completely negating her agility.

Xiaolongnu knew my intentions and that she was now at a significant disadvantage; without a breakthrough, she would soon lose this round. Thinking this, Xiaolongnu unleashed all her energy. Suddenly, her movements became faster and more powerful.

Just as she was about to break through my encirclement, Xiaolongnu's heart leaped with joy. In addition to a series of hand strikes, she raised her left foot and kicked towards my chest. This was a major opening for me. Xiaolongnu was clearly afraid of hurting me; I didn't possess her ability to constantly repair and revive. Just as her toes were about to touch my clothes, Xiaolongnu's grip suddenly loosened, probably trying to deflect me. But in that instant, she felt a sudden tightening in her ankle; I had grabbed it. This supposed opening was a trap! As

Xiaolongnu pondered her next move, a sharp pain shot through her left ankle. I had tightened my grip, crushing her left ankle. Xiaolongnu screamed, "Ahhhhh!" and lost her balance, her body jolting as if electrocuted. I released her, and she fell backward. Xiaolongnu's personality was too delicate; she wasn't suited for a bloody battle. After her left ankle was crushed, she was completely overwhelmed by the excruciating pain and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Lying on the ground, her hands reaching for her ankle, I pounced on her again. Only then did Xiaolongnu remember she was in a fight. She quickly dodged backward, scrambling to her feet and avoiding my not-so-fast attack.

My subsequent assault was still delivered with all my might, and Xiaolongnu was no match for me. If she weren't injured, she could have barely held on, but now, with her left ankle crushed, she limped, completely incapacitated to fight back.

Soon, I punched Xiaolongnu in the abdomen. Xiaolongnu's abdomen was perfectly flat; I loved to caress it or even cut it open. But this time, I simply punched her.

This punch was infused with my inner energy, so the power was considerable. Xiaolongnu's abdomen caved in with my fist; I could clearly feel her intestines and internal organs being squeezed together under my blow.

Xiaolongnu cried out, "Ugh!" as if she was about to vomit, arching her back. I then grabbed her shoulders and slammed my right knee forward, striking her genitals squarely. Her lower body was so perfect and alluring, a place I had always carefully caressed, but now it was being brutally rammed by a knee.

Little Dragon Girl hadn't yet recovered from the pain of the punch to her lower abdomen when suddenly a sharp pain shot through her lower body, as if her entire genitals were about to explode. The immense pain shot through her nerves and into her brain in the shortest possible time.

Little Dragon Girl cried out, "Ahhh!" She squeezed her legs together tightly and struggled with her feet. But she quickly realized her struggles were futile, as I had her shoulders gripped and lifted her into the air. Soon after, I followed up with another knee strike.

Despite Little Dragon Girl's tightly clenched legs due to the intense pain, my powerful knee strike still slammed into her genitals. The force of the strike was immense; a crisp "crack" echoed from Little Dragon Girl's lower body—her pelvis had fractured from the impact.

Little Dragon Girl let out a desperate scream, this time not only squeezing her legs together but also covering her genitals with her hands. I released her, and Xiaolongnu fell to the ground. At this point, she was completely powerless to resist, at my mercy.

Xiaolongnu curled up on the ground, struggling for a moment before pressing her knees and forehead against the ground, her plump buttocks thrusting backward forcefully. Her hands reached under her body, covering her genitals, which I had struck twice with my knees. I walked behind Xiaolongnu, watching her plump buttocks, clad in white, convulse and thrust backward with intense pain.

I reached out and stroked them a few times with pity. My forceful blows had caused Xiaolongnu unbearable pain; she could only kneel on the ground, her plump buttocks thrusting upward, groaning continuously. Her groans were captivating. I showed no mercy, forcefully kicking her in the anus.

Xiaolongnu was still tormented by the previous pain, unaware that even greater suffering and humiliation were yet to come. As I kicked her vulva hard with my toe, Little Dragon Girl felt excruciating pain rushing through her anus and assaulting her brain at incredible speed. The intense pain made her internal organs feel like they were about to churn.

With my kick, Xiaolongnu's anus instantly became a bloody mess. She was sent flying forward, letting out a piercing scream: "My butt!" She rolled twice on the ground, wailing desperately, struggling like a fish thrown from the water.

Her white figure writhed on the ground, and although her clothes covered her completely, I knew exactly what kind of position her body was in during such a violent struggle.

Xiaolongnu struggled in agony on the ground because my heavy kick to her anus had caused her immense pain. The intense pain from her anus made her not only press her hands against her anus, but also rub her buttocks against the ground, hoping to alleviate even the slightest bit of the pain. She

kept uttering pitiful groans of "Oh... um..."

Despite the numerous heavy blows, Xiaolongnu was still breathing. It seemed that although she had no interest in martial arts and was naturally indifferent to worldly affairs, her martial arts skills were truly formidable. Seeing Xiaolongnu groaning and struggling in such pain, I felt two completely different emotions. One was extreme pity and sorrow. Xiaolongnu was arguably the woman I loved most in my life, and seeing her struggle in such agony was unbearable. But at the same time, another feeling welled up within me—an extreme cruelty, a kind of pleasure arose spontaneously. I not only felt immense satisfaction at Xiaolongnu's current suffering but even wanted to inflict further cruelty upon her.

These two thoughts clashed and fought within me. One voice told me: "Don't do this! She's the woman you love most! How can you treat her like this?" But another voice immediately retorted: "Are you stupid? Heaven made her cultivate this kind of martial art, gave you this kind of interest, and then let you meet her—wasn't it all meant for you to kill her, rape her, then rape her again, and then kill her again?"

I hesitated, unwilling to act, while Xiaolongnu, severely injured and tormented by excruciating pain, couldn't die immediately, nor could she even faint. The intense pain had almost short-circuited her brain; she neither begged for a quick death nor knew how to end her own life. I stood there dumbfounded, while Xiaolongnu writhed and groaned in agony on the ground.

After a moment of hesitation, my eyes suddenly turned bloodshot, and I let out a beastly howl. I lightly pushed off the ground and soared into the air. In that instant, the primal instincts within me were unleashed. As I hovered above Xiaolongnu, I suddenly plummeted downwards.

Xiaolongnu landed face up, her body arched on the ground, and I slammed my feet down on her body. During the descent, I had used my inner strength to shatter my shoes, allowing my feet to clearly feel Xiaolongnu's soft body.

Little Dragon Girl was struggling and groaning when suddenly I descended from the sky, my feet landing squarely on her body.

She was already in excruciating pain, but this stomp dealt her the fatal blow. My right foot landed on her right breast, and with all my might, I descended from the sky. The force of this stomp was immense; Little Dragon Girl's right breast was instantly crushed into pieces, a mass of flesh and blood. Even with her clothes covering it, her breast tissue shot out in all directions, splattering everywhere. A clump of yellowish-white breast tissue, tinged with red from Little Dragon Girl's blood, flew straight towards my face.

With my martial arts skills, avoiding this mass of flesh and blood would have been effortless. But instead of dodging or using my internal energy to deflect it, I let it fly onto my face and then slowly slide down my cheek in a sticky, wet way. The stench of blood and the unique, fishy smell of bursting breast tissue filled me with an unusual excitement. Under my right foot, not only was Xiaolongnu's right breast completely crushed, but one of her ribs was also shattered. My right foot pierced directly into her body, crushing her lungs into a pile of fleshy pulp.

My left foot sank deeply into Xiaolongnu's lower abdomen, landing just above her pubic hair, easily piercing through her soft flesh and sinking completely inside.

Her internal genitals and intestines, already severely damaged, were now a pile of mangled flesh.

After both my feet were completely inside Xiaolongnu's body, she, who had been struggling and groaning, suddenly froze, and even her groans ceased. I remained motionless in the position I had just landed on, while Xiaolongnu remained in the same position when I had stepped on her, her expression frozen in that instant.

After a long while, Xiaolongnu's beautiful face, which had been filled with pain, suddenly calmed down, and her stiff body went limp. Because I had completely crushed her lungs, her last faint gasp was indistinct, mostly the sound of air bubbling blood. I looked at the blood splattered around me; Xiaolongnu had been brutally killed by me once again.

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