Romantic Swordsman

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The autumn breeze is refreshing, and the osmanthus blossoms are fragrant—what a poetic and picturesque time!

However, within a hundred miles of Changbai Mountain in the north, snow is falling unexpectedly.

Local elders say that the early snowfall is a sign of a bountiful year, while others say that strange celestial phenomena foretell misfortune for all living beings, and still others say that the weather is unpredictable, foreshadowing war and bloodshed.

Just then, the sound of galloping horses gradually approaches from afar. The rhythmic "clucking" sound must be from a lone horse galloping.

Soon, the sound of hooves grows clearer and closer. At the end of the road leading south to Changbai Mountain, a white steed braves the cold wind and snowflakes, galloping rapidly towards them.

On the horse is a young man of about eighteen, nineteen, or twenty years old, with striking features—sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and red lips—a handsome and spirited young man.

As the swift horse galloped by, a cold wind swept across the wilderness, lifting the large white velvet cloak that covered him, revealing a blue robe and his sword.

His longsword, scabbed in blue cloth, gleamed against the white snow, its heavy swaying with the horse's movement revealing it to be a priceless treasure, not merely an ornament. He wore a blue velvet hood

, a ribbon tied around his rounded forehead, a warm white woolen fringe pressing against his jade-like brow.

His eyes shone brightly, his brows furrowed, fixed intently on the misty Changbai Mountains twenty miles away.

The young man's expression revealed his inner worry and anxiety.

This handsome young man was none other than Situ Yun, a rising star in the martial world, a dashing swordsman who had only recently made a name for himself in the land.

Changbai Mountain is rich in ginseng and sable fur. Emperors of past dynasties would come annually to set up altars and offer sacrifices. The mountain is majestic and imposing, with towering peaks, cascading waterfalls, and numerous scenic wonders.

However, at this moment, apart from thick clouds and swirling snowflakes, the majestic beauty of Changbai Mountain was truly buried by mist.

Seeing this, Situ Yun muttered to himself with considerable worry, "It shouldn't be snowing yet, but it's already snowing."

Situ Yun looked ahead and saw a large town of nearly a thousand households stretching east to west at the end of the official road, about a mile or two ahead.

Beyond the town lay the foot of Changbai Mountain, and based on experience, the town was at least five or six miles away from the southern pass.

Ning Peirong not only saved his life, but they also shared a physical intimacy. Now, where had she gone? He had traveled all the way from Jiangnan to find her…

Gazing at the vast expanse of white, it seemed as if she were naked before his eyes again. Especially unforgettable were her breasts, shaped like small mountains, which drove him mad. He would never forget the small, pink nipples she had gently bitten with her teeth.

He remembered that night…

The sound of the mountain wind, accompanied by the chirping of unknown insects, echoed throughout the valley. The gardener was already asleep, while Situ Yun and Ning Peirong were lost in their lovemaking…

Peirong glanced seductively at Situ Yun, then gently closed her eyes, enjoying the massage and caresses of her beloved.

His eyes were filled with desire, and could they, so deeply in love, resist the temptation God had given them?

Thinking of this, Situ Yun's handsome face became even more endearing.

He thought back to

that night when he gently lifted Pei Rong into his arms, sat her on his lap, and softly stroked her back, her beautiful hair cascading down... Pei Rong's tongue, tender and sweet, moved rhythmically in his mouth, exploring it with her own. When he entered her mouth, she immediately began to suckle, causing Pei Rong's whole body to tremble.

Pei Rong exhaled, her breath as fragrant as orchids, as she passionately kissed Situ Yun's tongue, each kiss more forceful than the last.

Pei Rong's face flushed crimson, she trembled slightly, her poetic murmurs coming in fits and starts...

Pei Rong's moans of love were like birdsong in spring, their body temperatures soaring and trembling. They had forgotten their own existence, even the affairs of the world, the only thing real was the two of them indulging in unbridled pleasure.

That youthful spark, ignited on their tongues, spread throughout their bodies, every cell pulsating with excitement. He and Pei Rong were aroused, their breaths like drifting white clouds.

They continued their deep kissing and caresses.

Suddenly, Pei Rong broke the kiss, her beautiful, fiery eyes fixed on Situ Yun, as if anticipating something…

The clever Situ Yun, understanding her needs, removed Pei Rong's robe and carried her to the bed. Pei Rong lay flat, her breathing rapid and forceful, causing her soft, white breasts to tremble.

Her eyes were half-closed, and she moaned softly…

Situ Yun caressed Pei Rong's hair, her rosy cheeks, her firm, elastic, full breasts, her long, white, tender legs, and finally, her full, plump, white, and mysterious vulva.

Pei Rong's breasts now resembled two full, round, and elastic peaks.

Pei Rong's nipples had turned pink, and when Situ Yun sucked on them, they bounced around in his mouth, a truly delightful sight.

Especially her private area, so mysterious, like a piece of unpolished jade, the entire area resembling an uncarved gem. Her dense pubic hair was a glossy black, a striking contrast to her fair skin, incredibly alluring, making Situ Yun drool.

Her skin was delicate and soft, with a patch of snow-white, tender labia protruding from her pubic hair, and a thin stream of vaginal fluid flowing out, all even more captivating.

Situ Yun began to gently part her labia with his fingers. Her clitoris, close to the labia, was already swollen and throbbing slightly, the sticky fluid around it making it even more alluring.

Situ Yun had known Pei Rong for so long, but due to time constraints, they had never had the chance to take real action. Today's caresses had made the amorous swordsman Situ Yun unable to restrain himself.

Before Situ Yun lay Pei Rong's alluring vulva, a masterpiece of art, the most exquisite in the world. This mysterious place, long coveted by Situ Yun, was overflowing with lustful fluids, exuding an enticing fragrance that fueled the lustful swordsman's thirst.

Situ Yun was captivated by the sight; Pei Rong's naked body was the embodiment of beauty. Satisfied, he lay down beside her. Unable

to resist the urge in his penis, he grasped Pei Rong's slender hand and guided it to his lower body.

The moment her delicate hand touched his thick, powerful penis, Pei Rong, who had previously been frightened, found it difficult to breathe.

Her hand gently caressed his lower abdomen, again and again, her eyes, now filled with desire, gazing sideways at Situ Yun.

Gradually, her hand moved downwards again, touching the dense pubic hair. She gently pinched it, slowly stroking the glans of his large penis with her ring finger…

Pei Rong played with it gently, and finally she gripped it tightly, stroking it up and down repeatedly.

The vibrations from Pei Rong's hand stimulated Situ Yun's large penis, making it even harder and more swollen. Taking advantage of this, Situ Yun stroked Pei Rong's buttocks, then her lower abdomen, pubic hair, labia, and finally her erect clitoris; that tender, white flesh was simply too adorable.

When Pei Rong had had her fill of playing with Situ Yun's large penis, Situ Yun gently stroked Pei Rong's clitoris with his fingers, causing Pei Rong to tremble. Then Situ Yun slightly turned over and slowly stroked Pei Rong's hard nipples with his right hand.

"Ah...ouch...Brother Yun...you...you...stop...stop kissing...ah...I...really...can't...can't...can't...uh...ah...good brother...I...I don't know...why...it's...so...so itchy..."

Hearing Pei Rong's pleas, the philandering swordsman's lust intensified, so he went even further, changing positions and sucking and rubbing Pei Rong's clitoris and labia majora incessantly.

"Brother...brother...don't...don't suck anymore...stop...stop...uh...I...I can't take it..."

Pei Rong cried out incessantly, while repeatedly raising her buttocks, her round and white buttocks trembling incessantly.

"Ah...hum...hum...my...that place...it's so...so itchy...ouch...brother...no...don't kiss me...ah...stop...stop it...hum...hum...no...don't..."

The dashing swordsman Situ Yunzhi was known as the "Drunken Swordsman," and this wasn't just a name. In the martial arts world, this twenty-year-old boy had earned this title, and naturally, he possessed remarkable skills in dealing with women.

At this moment, Situ Yunzhi knew from experience that Pei Rong was already beyond control, so he gently turned her over, first using his hands to spread her legs apart, making her narrow vagina more spacious so that the head of his large penis could enter her vagina.

Then, Situ Yunzhi knelt between Pei Rong's legs, one hand holding his thick penis, the other parting Pei Rong's peach blossom entrance, making her vagina faintly visible.

Finally, Situ Yun put his penis on her vagina, leaned down, and supported himself on the bed with both hands. He kissed Pei Rong with his mouth; her vagina was incredibly hot, and it throbbed violently as his penis entered.

Situ Yun thrust hard, causing Pei Rong to cry out in pain:

"Yun...Brother Yun...slow...slower...it hurts...it hurts...I...can't...take it...uh...hum...hum..."

As Situ Yun thrust further down, he felt the delicate flesh of her vagina tear. The pain in Pei Rong's vagina felt like needles pricking her, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably. Pei Rong thought this stinging pain meant her hymen had broken, and she felt a sticky substance flowing out of her vagina, running down her buttocks onto the bed.

"Yun...Brother...slower...slower...it hurts so much inside...ouch...humph...I...I can't take it...Brother...be gentle...be gentle..."

Si Tu Yun said with an air of experience, "Rong...don't worry...I...I'll...insert it slowly...that's all...it'll be fine in a bit...and...you'll...slowly feel better...Brother...I'll never lie to you."

After saying that, seeing Pei Rong's delicate appearance, he felt even more affection for her, so he leaned in and gave her a deep kiss, as if in return for Pei Rong's affection, a mixture of excitement and gratitude.

Not long after, Pei Rong's vagina slowly began to respond. She felt a growing itch deep inside her vagina, an indescribable discomfort, as if it were the burning heat of sex.

So Pei Rong couldn't help but twist her delicate body, allowing her cervix inside her vagina to collide with Situ Yun's glans. At the same time, she gasped,

"Brother Yun... inside... it's starting to... itch... I... I... it hurts so much... hum... hum... quick... quick... quick, give me... to stop the itch... hum... hum..."

Situ Yun, being an experienced man, knew that Pei Rong was deeply aroused. So, as soon as Pei Rong finished her moan, he immediately thrust hard, and a thick penis rushed in, reaching deep into her flower core.

Pei Rong trembled and moaned, "Mmm... Ouch... Yun... Brother Yun... So beautiful... But... It still hurts a little... Oh... Ouch... I... Sister... Amazed... Hmph... My... Little hole... Every part... Is... So comfortable... Brother... Why... Only today... Did you... Only now... Did you penetrate me... Sister... I hate you so much... Brother Yun... You're... Penetrating me... I feel so good... Ouch... Hmph... I... I feel so good... Hmph... Hmph... Hmph..."

Pei Rong's soft moans continued, her pink face revealing a radiant expression of sexual satisfaction. Situ Yun was making her feel so good.

Pei Rong was now entering a state of ecstasy, feeling a tingling and numb sensation in her vagina, an indescribable feeling. The excitement made her gasp again:

"Hmph... Ouch... It's... It's killing me... Brother... Your... cock... is so long... Every time... it feels... so... so good... My... bones... are going to melt... Hmph... Hmph... It's... so good... Yun... I'm about to die... Oh... Oh... It's... so good... Ouch... It feels so good... Hmm... Hmm... I... I can't... I can't live anymore... Hmph... I'm... I'm... I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm going to heaven... Brother... Brother... I... I want..." "...It's...it's...faster...faster...faster...oh...hum...hum...I...can't take it anymore...I...it's...it's...ah..."

Pei Rong's vagina suddenly contracted, the vaginal walls sucking on Situ Yun's glans. Situ Yun couldn't help but tremble a few times, his large glans throbbing, shooting out a large amount of semen, directly hitting Pei Rong's vagina like parched land suddenly receiving a burst of rain. Her flower core was drenched by the hot semen, and her cervix suddenly spasmed and contracted, a gush of vaginal fluid also gushing out.

At this moment, the two were deeply in love, their bodies intertwined, both reaching their climax, enjoying the pleasure of intercourse.

...

Situ Yun recalled this, a sweet feeling rising in his heart. Suddenly, a blizzard swept through the valley, hitting him and bringing him back to reality.

Because of his momentary misjudgment, the beautiful girl who had once captivated him had left him in anger. Now his only hope was that Pei Rong had reached her aunt's place on Changbai Mountain.

These past few days, he had been relentlessly pursuing her, sometimes traveling day and night under the stars, all in an effort to win back Pei Rong's heart.

But what if Pei Rong, as he suspected, had come to Changbai Mountain to seek refuge with her aunt?

Changbai Mountain was now in sight, and Situ Yun certainly didn't want to wait until tomorrow to enter the mountain. However, it was already late, and snow had begun to fall again. It seemed unlikely he would be able to enter the mountain today, so he decided to stay overnight in the small town ahead and make further plans for tomorrow.

Situ Yun had made up his mind. His horse neighed and galloped into the town's main street. The streets were deserted; not a single person could be seen. Although the wind had subsided somewhat, snowflakes were still falling, and all the shops were closed.

Seeing that the gates of an inn not far away were still open, Situ Yun immediately dismounted and rode inside.

The sound of horses' hooves must have startled the innkeeper in the quiet town. As the curtain of the side gate opened, two innkeepers rushed out.

Upon seeing Situ Yun leading his horse in, they immediately bowed and greeted him with a fawning smile, "Sir! Are you staying here?"

"Yes!"

one of the innkeepers quickly bowed again, saying respectfully, "I'll go prepare it for you right away!"

Situ Yun then asked softly, "Do you have a quiet private courtyard?"

The innkeeper who had spoken immediately replied respectfully, "Yes! Yes! Sir, please follow me."

After handing the horse to the other innkeeper, Situ Yun immediately followed the guide into the inn.

Seeing that all the rooms in the shop had their doors and windows tightly closed, Situ Yun couldn't help but ask, "It seems like you don't have many guests?"

The shopkeeper sighed upon hearing the question, "Alas! It's all because of this snow!"

As they spoke, they arrived at the gate of a secluded courtyard. The shopkeeper immediately opened the gate and led Situ Yun in.

Inside the courtyard, there was a considerable amount of snow, proving that no one had stayed there for the past few days.

Reaching the door of the main room, Situ Yun shook off the snowflakes as the shopkeeper opened the door and then entered the room.

Situ Yun then asked, "Waiter! Have any girls dressed in bright red come into your shop these past few days?"

The waiter replied with a smile, "No, because we've had very few customers these past few days!"

Situ Yun, impatient, didn't wait for the waiter to finish, and continued, "I mean, you're always standing outside greeting customers, have you seen a girl in red, carrying a sword, perhaps riding a fast horse…?"

The waiter replied with a smile, "There haven't been many customers these past few days. The streets are deserted, with a cold wind blowing and snow falling; I haven't seen any girls pass by."

Situ Yun then calmed down, took out a piece of silver from his pocket, and gave it to the waiter.

The waiter was overjoyed, not expecting this young master to be so considerate of his servants. Taking the silver, he hurriedly bowed and smiled, saying respectfully, "Thank you, young master! I'll go prepare your meal right away."

With that, he quickly left the room and turned to leave.

After the waiter left, Situ Yun sat down in his chair with furrowed brows, pondering, "Why haven't I heard any news of Pei Rong's whereabouts?"

"Is Pei Rong also riding a horse? Did she enter the mountains yesterday? Perhaps she's even more anxious about her aunt in her anger!"

Thinking of the reason Pei Rong left him in anger, he felt even more remorseful.

It was because of that time in the small green valley by the "border" mountain that the young girl Hui Fang had unfortunately fallen into a deep ravine. Out of pity, he had jumped into the deep water and rescued her. When he held her wet body in his arms, Pei Rong happened to see him and mistakenly thought he and Hui Fang were being intimate, thus leaving him in anger.

If he hadn't explained then, he wouldn't have dared to brave the cold and dust to come to Changbai Mountain now.

Just then, a figure flashed past the courtyard gate, and two shop assistants, each carrying a vegetable basket, strode in with beaming smiles.

After the food and wine were laid out, the shop assistants said again respectfully, "Sir, please give us any orders. Just call out from the courtyard gate, and we'll come immediately!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the two shop assistants smiled, bowed, and went out.

As the dashing swordsman finished his meal and fell into deep thought again…

just then, a figure flashed past the courtyard gate, followed by a series of frantic shouts: "Young Master! Quick… quick…"

Situ Yun was startled and quickly got up to look in the direction of the sound. He saw the shop assistant who had just been rewarded rushing into the courtyard, panting heavily, clearly indicating that something serious had happened.

Seeing the shopkeeper's excited expression, Situ Yun knew it wasn't anything serious, so he said gently, "Don't panic, tell me slowly!"

The shopkeeper said excitedly, "Sir... the girl you wanted..."

Situ Yun looked at the shopkeeper and asked urgently, "Catch your breath! Don't panic, what happened?"

The shopkeeper said even more anxiously, "Sir... you have to hurry... otherwise that girl in red will be gone!"

Upon hearing "girl in red," Situ Yun immediately and instinctively pictured the stunningly beautiful Pei Rong with her athletic figure.

Therefore, he blurted out urgently, "Where is she now?"

The innkeeper replied hastily, "She has gone to the North Pass of Changbai Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, Situ Yun immediately urged, "Take me there quickly, see which way she went!"

The innkeeper added, "I shouted loudly for that girl to stop her horse..."

Situ Yun immediately exclaimed in surprise, "What? She was riding a horse! Then we have to get out of here quickly!"

Although Situ Yun was anxious, he couldn't very well use his agility to leap and run in the inn in this snowy weather.

The shopkeeper continued, "That young lady heard my call and even turned her head on horseback, but she ignored me..."

Situ Yun hurriedly asked, "How old do you think she is?"

Without hesitation, the shopkeeper replied, "She looks to be under twenty, and extremely beautiful!"

Situ Yun thought the age was accurate and the woman was beautiful, so he unconsciously asked, "Do you see her carrying a sword?"

The shopkeeper, who had been running breathlessly, was now panting heavily as he followed Situ Yun towards the shop entrance. He said between breaths, "I didn't notice; I didn't see any weapon on her."

As he spoke, he noticed the famous steel sword at Situ Yun's waist, the one that had earned him the nickname "The Romantic Swordsman."

Just as he was about to say something more, a gust of cold wind blew, and amidst a swirling flurry of snowflakes, Situ Yun had already dashed out of the shop.

He turned to look at the north street entrance, but amidst the swirling snowflakes, he couldn't see anyone.

Situ Yun, certain that Pei Rong's horse was fast and anxious to reach her aunt in the mountains as soon as possible, urged his horse on relentlessly. He unleashed his fastest movement technique, galloping towards the north mountain pass.

Upon exiting the north pass, the wind and snow intensified, engulfing everything in a misty haze, resembling a poetic landscape painting. The

north mountain pass was quite wide; although five li away, the tall trees within the pass were still faintly visible.

Sure enough, on the west side of the official road ahead, he saw a horse galloping forward. Seated on the horse was indeed a woman, wearing a red overcoat and a red hood; judging from her figure, she was clearly a woman—the same woman in red the innkeeper had seen earlier.

Upon seeing her, Situ Yun gathered his inner energy and accelerated to give chase.

He dared not call out rashly, partly for fear of calling the wrong person and being impolite, and partly for fear that Pei Rong, hearing his call, would instead gallop towards the north mountain pass.

As soon as they stepped off the official road, the path became overgrown with rocks and pebbles,

causing the woman in red's horse to slow down immediately. Situ Yun, seeing this as a golden opportunity to catch up, mustered his remaining strength and lunged forward like an arrow. His incredible speed, as if flying against the wind, created a whooshing sound as his white robes whistled

through the air. The woman in red, realizing her horse was slowing, was startled and turned around abruptly. Her almond-shaped eyes brightened, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed.

Situ Yun, seeing the woman in red turn, focused intently, but the dim light and her bright red hood obscured half her face. Although he couldn't see clearly, there seemed to be a resemblance.

Just as he was about to take a closer look and assess her figure, the woman in red turned back and sped off into the mountain pass.

Situ Yun was greatly surprised and blurted out, "Rongmei, stop! Rongmei, stop!"

But the woman in red refused to stop and continued to rush into the mountain pass.

Situ Yun, with his incredibly fast movements, had already galloped off the official road. In a moment of panic, he leaped forward, closing the distance instantly, and cried out anxiously, "Rongmei, let me explain..."

Before he could finish speaking, the woman in red in front of him had already lifted her horse's head, dismounted on a flat patch of grass, and casually took the weapon from her horse.

Situ Yun was overjoyed to see the woman in red dismount, but when he saw the weapon in her hand, he cried out in surprise, "Ah!" and quickly stopped. Although he stopped abruptly, he was already less than three zhang away from the woman in red due to his speed.

The woman in red moved gracefully, landing quickly to retrieve her weapon, casually pushing off her large hood, and then with a flick, her bright red cloak was on her horse's back.

The woman in red had willow-leaf eyebrows, large eyes, a delicate nose and lips, a peach-shaped face, and skin as smooth as jade. She was not only beautiful but also had a very fit figure, indeed somewhat resembling Pei Rong, but a year or two younger.

Stunned, Situ Yun, seeing the red-clad woman with her face contorted in fear withdraw her weapon, quickly composed himself and hurriedly explained, "Miss...Miss...this is a misunderstanding!"

The red-clad girl dropped her scabbard, seemingly only then recognizing the handsome young man before her. Her expression froze, and two blushes instantly spread across her pale face, but she quickly regained her composure and retorted angrily, "Misunderstanding! How would I know you weren't deliberately trying to bully me?"

She then asked, "So, what is Rong-mei that you're pursuing to you?"

Situ Yun hesitated before answering, "She's...my...wife."

Upon hearing this, the red-clad woman froze, her face turning deathly pale. She pointed her horsetail knife at Situ Yun and angrily shouted, "So you actually consider me your..."

She abruptly stopped at the word "of," clearly finding the word "wife" inconvenient to utter, and swallowed it back.

Situ Yun felt extremely embarrassed and quickly cupped his hands in apology, saying, "It was my impulsiveness that led me astray, I didn't pay attention..."

The girl in red found it quite pleasing to the ear, so she raised her lips and said, "Alright! I'll let you off easy today. Next time you meet me, I... I definitely will..."

Before she could finish speaking, she used her movement technique to gallop straight into the mountain pass.

Just as Situ Yun mounted his horse, twenty people slowly rose from the snow-covered, jagged rocks on both sides of the mountain path.

The first one, about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, wore a silver-velvet, gold-flowered fitted garment, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, thin lips, and a hooked nose. He had a yellowish complexion and dark lips, so his first impression was quite unpleasant.

The dashing swordsman Situ Yun recalled that when he went out into the martial world to find his lover Pei Rong, he rarely made any enemies along the way, and he almost never revealed his identity to anyone. But the young man in the silver-velvet fitted garment was actually leading so many skilled swordsmen to wait for him here, which was clearly not a simple matter.

The young man in the silver-clad uniform took a deep, arrogant breath and asked with a hint of disdain, "I've heard you're the best swordsman in the world?"

Situ Yun replied calmly, "I didn't say that."

The young man in the silver-clad uniform immediately said, somewhat displeased, "But that's what everyone in the martial world says!"

Situ Yun's handsome face darkened, and he said, "That's their business. I, Situ Yun, can't stop them from saying that, just as I can't stop you from asking that question now!"

The young man in the silver-clad uniform looked at Situ Yun with disdain and said, "My name is Ding Shizhen, from Benshan..." "Young Master of the Mountain!"

Seeing that he still stood with his arms crossed and an arrogant expression, Situ Yun said calmly, "My apologies!"

Ding Shizhen stood with his hands on his hips, his expression excited and full of anger. He said

in a deep voice, "I heard that you have never met an opponent since you started out?" Situ Yun nodded slightly without any politeness and said, "That's not bad!"

Ding Shizhen's expression changed again, but then he smiled coldly and said, "But today you have finally met one!"

Situ Yun said "Oh!" Before he could finish speaking, with the sound of rapid hoofbeats, the girl in red had already galloped up like the wind.

As soon as the girl in red arrived, her eyes lit up. She immediately waved her hand and greeted him excitedly, "Brother Situ... I knew you were coming, so I went to meet you, but I missed you. I've been waiting for you for so long..."

Situ Yun was completely bewildered. He had originally thought that the girl in red was someone Ding Shizhen knew, but he didn't expect her to greet him so warmly.

Already trembling with rage, Ding Shizhen suddenly roared, "Enough! Stop pretending! Regardless of whether you, Mei Pingling, have any connection with Situ Yun, I'm going to kill him here today!"

Mei Pingling immediately agreed readily, "Fine! Situ Yun is the most skilled martial artist in the world today. If you can defeat him, you two won't need to come to my poor aunt every day. I'll agree now!"

Ding Shizhen gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Fine! I want you to watch me kill Situ Yun. Tonight, you'll move into my room and sleep with me..."

Before he could finish, Mei Pingling pointed at Situ Yun and said, "Enough nonsense! Situ Yun is still standing here alive. Wait for you to... " "He'll kill her with one blow!"

Then he turned to Situ Yun and said, "As long as Ding Shizhen lives, you won't find her easily..."

Upon hearing this, Ding Shizhen gritted his teeth in anger, glared at Mei Pingling, and roared, "Let me tell you, Mei Pingling, after I kill Situ Yun, I'll kill you immediately!"

Mei Pingling coldly smiled and said, "If you wanted to kill me, you should have done it long ago. From now on, you'll have no chance!"

Ding Shizhen suddenly brandished his sword and looked at Situ Yun, saying, "Situ Yun, draw your sword quickly!"

Situ Yun smiled calmly, "Although this Mei Gu Niang says you're doomed, I have no intention of letting you die!"

Upon hearing this, Ding Shizhen became even more furious and spat, saying, "You dare to say you want me dead! Haha!"

The word "death" was uttered, and suddenly he threw his head back and let out a shrill laugh, saying, "If you, Situ Yun, can harm even a hair on my head, I'll immediately commit suicide!"

Situ Yun immediately retorted, "Since you'd commit suicide over a single hair, I have no need to draw my sword!"

Before he finished speaking, Ding Shizhen had already launched an attack. However, upon contact, the

force of the opponent's palm strike caused him a faint stinging pain. Situ Yun didn't use any prolonged tactics; instead, he shouted, his palm technique suddenly changing, swiftly executing the "Turning Cloud Hand," striking Ding Shizhen's shoulder with his backhand.

Ding Shizhen's eyes lit up, a sinister smile suddenly flashing across his lips. He then spun around abruptly, shouted, and met the attack with a flying palm.

With a loud "thud," and a muffled groan, Ding Shizhen screamed, his body rolling several feet away like a kicked ball.

The twenty-odd burly men, seeing this, fled in panic.

Ding Shizhen, writhing violently, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his right hand darting out to pull a package from his person. He tossed it into the air, and it flew swiftly towards Situ Yun and Mei Pingling.

Situ Yun was startled and hurriedly focused his energy, but suddenly felt a wave of intense drowsiness wash over him, and he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

In his hazy state, he seemed to hear Mei Pingling's angry shouts, but his mind was no longer under his control, making it impossible for him to discern or remember anything.

He didn't know how much time had passed…

Situ Yun felt a burning thirst, a throat as if cut by a knife, and a raging fire burning in his lower abdomen.

This burning desire made him urgently need release, desperately wanting to hold Mei Pingling tightly in his arms. However, his mind was hazy, and he couldn't be sure if he was awake or still dreaming, because he couldn't open his eyes.

A delicate, orchid-like fragrance wafted into his nostrils, invigorating him. He quickly rolled over, immediately finding an arm and countless soft strands of hair tickling his neck and behind his ears.

He had experienced this ticklish sensation before, when he slept in the arms of women. At the same time, one of his legs was pressed against a soft body, and his right arm encircled a pair of firm, round breasts.

Situ Yun couldn't help but chuckle. He guessed that the person nestled beside him was Mei Pingling, whom he longed to embrace. A feeling of pleasure and happiness welled up inside him.

His hands, as if experienced, gently caressed the firm breast for a while, then lightly stroked Mei Pingling's neck and cheeks.

Just as Situ Yun was consumed by lust, a middle-aged maid's voice suddenly rang out from the courtyard: "The mistress and young lady are back!"

At that moment, a woman's voice asked, "Is the young master feeling better?"

Situ Yun's mind was still somewhat hazy, and he seemed unable to fully concentrate.

Then, the middle-aged maid and the young woman continued their conversation. Situ Yun tried desperately to understand what was happening; how had he ended up sleeping in this stranger's bed?

The fire burning within him, below his dantian, was still raging, and the desire was almost uncontrollable. A

slender figure flashed at the doorway, and a woman dressed in a black velvet and white fur-lined outfit, a short sword clad, and a long sword tucked into her back, leaped in.

Situ Yun leaped off the bed and saw a woman in black enter the room. She had a black silk sword tucked into her back and appeared to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, large eyes, a peach-shaped face, and delicate, slightly pale skin. A white silk flower tucked into her hair indicated she was in mourning.

The woman in black smiled and asked, "Young Master, are you feeling alright?"

At that moment, Situ Yun thought…

He remembered meeting Ding Shizhen in broad daylight, but now the western sky was bathed in the afterglow of sunset; it must be half a day later, or perhaps several days later.

Although his mind was still not focused, and he still had a strong urge to embrace the woman, and his penis was throbbing violently,

seeing the woman in black questioning him, he could only forcefully clasp his hands together. However, he stumbled and nearly crashed into the doorframe of the inner room.

The beautiful young woman smiled and said, "It's been five days and five nights since I rescued you and that girl and brought you here. You've probably been drugged by that brat Ding Shizhen's 'Fengyue'!" As soon as

the woman in black finished speaking, Situ Yun's heart pounded and his face flushed. The light in his bright eyes was something she had experienced before; she knew what he was thinking and what he needed.

Situ Yun felt a sudden fire ignite within him, spreading throughout his body, making him almost unable to resist rushing forward to embrace the woman in black.

At this moment, Situ Yun repeatedly cried out, "Water...water..."

The woman in black knew that Situ Yun had taken some kind of aphrodisiac, which explained his pain.

Based on her years of experience in the martial world and the legends, Situ Yun needed to quickly drink an antidote or let him release his pent-up desires, otherwise he might die from a blood vessel rupture.

Mei Pingling, due to her weaker constitution, seemed to still be unconscious.

The young woman in black took a small jade box from her pocket, hurriedly poured out two snow-white pills, and walked over. She first placed one into Mei Pingling's mouth, urgently saying, "Young Master Situ! Quickly... take this!" Before she finished speaking, she was already in front of Situ Yun.

Upon seeing the young woman in black approach, Situ Yun was overwhelmed by a unique, delicate fragrance, combined with the allure and scent of a mature woman, making him unable to control himself any longer. He reached out and tightly embraced the young woman's slender waist.

The young woman in black was startled, cried out in alarm, and immediately panicked.

But as a woman experienced in married life, her composure was stronger than that of an ordinary young girl. Although Situ Yun's arms were gripping her so tightly she could hardly breathe, she still managed to cry out repeatedly, "Young Master Situ! Open your mouth... open your mouth..."

Just then, a servant carrying a bowl of tea rushed in. Upon seeing the scene, she was startled, her whole body trembling, and with a crisp "clang," the teacup shattered.

The woman in black, her face flushed and her expression anxious, urged urgently, "Quickly, bring another bowl!"

The servant hurriedly responded and ran out again.

The woman in black didn't feel overwhelmed by the tension, because Situ Yun was only holding her tightly; his hands didn't make any caressing movements.

Of course, the woman in black was also somewhat flustered and confused, and having been a widow for over a year, she also craved certain kinds of stimulation. However, she was a well-mannered, upright young woman with a kind heart and chivalrous spirit; how could she do such a despicable thing?

Yet, she had indeed fallen in love with Situ Yun, ever since she saved him.

Just then, the maid rushed in again, carrying another bowl of tea, her expression anxious.

Upon seeing her, the young woman in black hurriedly urged, "Ah Xiang, quickly... quickly bring the bowl over."

The young woman in black quickly took the bowl and shook it, while urging, "Ah Xiang, quickly straighten Young Hero Situ's head, which is resting on my shoulder."

Ah Xiang responded and immediately went to straighten Situ Yun's head.

"Young Hero Situ, the water... the water is here!"

Situ Yun's face had turned blackish-purple, and his stomach felt like it was on fire. Upon hearing that the water was here, he instinctively opened his mouth, and the young woman in black immediately gave Situ Yun the water in the bowl to drink.

Ah Xiang, standing nearby, said anxiously, "Young Madam, it's not good for him to keep holding you like this! We have to find a way to separate him!"

The woman in black handed the bowl to Ah Xiang, still letting Situ Yun hold her tightly. While massaging Situ Yun's vital acupoints with one hand, she said to Ah Xiang, "This is none of your business. Go and tell Old Delu to guard the gate!"

The woman in black instructed Ah Xiang while continuing to massage Situ Yun's vital acupoints. She didn't struggle, still quietly letting Situ Yun hold her. However, her hand was already on Situ Yun's genitals, and she could feel the poison in his body gradually subsiding.

After a moment, the woman in black felt that Situ Yun's hands had completely lost their strength in holding her, but his hands still didn't loosen, and his handsome face was still pressed against her neck and shoulders.

The woman in black knew that Situ Yun had recovered somewhat, but out of pride, she was too embarrassed to leave on her own. So, she smiled inwardly and immediately led Situ Yun to the bedside, skillfully separating his hands and laying him down.

Situ Yun's handsome face had regained some color and rosiness, and his breathing was even and normal, but he lay quietly, unwilling to open his eyes.

The woman in black hurriedly took out a fragrant handkerchief from her bosom and tenderly and carefully wiped the sweat from Situ Yun's forehead, like a wife caring for her husband.

However, she could see that Situ Yun was excited; his closed-eye face trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a sexual hunger in his eyes again.

The woman in black stared intently at Situ Yun's handsome face, quietly admiring this face that every young girl would love, including herself.

A smile played on her cherry lips, her eyes shimmering with the gentle glow of love. Her delicate hand, holding a silk handkerchief, moved gently across Situ Yun's forehead, cheeks, and brow.

Situ Yun's eyes filled with gratitude. He finally raised his right hand and gently grasped the black-clad woman's wrist.

The black-clad woman blushed slightly, offering a dignified and elegant smile.

Situ Yun slowly asked, "May I ask your name, young lady?"

The black-clad woman replied, "My surname is Zhang, and my given name is Meisha. I married my husband after the Spring Festival last year, but he died of illness less than six months later. I have been a widow for a year, and I was only able to leave home a month ago…"

Before she could finish speaking, tears welled up in her eyes, and glistening teardrops rolled down her cheeks.

Startled that his question had caused her to weep, Situ Yun hurriedly sat up, clutching his arm, and said anxiously, "Sister... I'm so... so sorry..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Meisha suddenly opened her large, tearful eyes and exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Situ, I... I don't blame you..."

Situ Yun looked up at her and was suddenly struck by a pair of crystal-clear, sparkling eyes and a beautiful, delicate face, like a pear blossom in the rain, before him. In that instant, he realized how incredibly attractive and charming Zhang Meisha was to him.

Zhang Meisha, a woman who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, immediately recognized Situ Yun's dazed expression and the allure in his eyes; she knew he was captivated by her mature charm.

Her face flushed crimson, her heart pounding with desire. She lowered her head and softly called out, "Brother Situ!"

Zhang Meisha, captivated by Situ Yun's gaze, whispered, "Brother Situ, let me take you to the basement to hide for a while, so you can recover

your strength..." Situ Yun already knew Zhang Meisha was aroused. He thought a secluded place would be safer, avoiding discovery by the servants. The effects of the "Wind and Moon Spring" aphrodisiac hadn't completely worn off, and his desire reignited, igniting a burning lust within him.

The two embraced and went to the basement door. As

Zhang Meisha pressed the switch, the door behind them slowly rose with a heavy creak. Situ Yun was startled, but the young woman in black, Zhang Meisha, urged, "Let's go down!"

With Zhang Meisha's careful support, Situ Yun descended a stone staircase into the basement.

The room seemed no smaller than the one above, with passageways on both sides, a table, chairs, and a bed, and an unlit oil candle on the table.

In this small space for just the two of them, Situ Yun boldly gazed at Zhang Meisha's beautiful face, finding her so alluring, her beauty and mature charm intertwined to create an extremely sexy and seductive face.

The black overcoat draped over her body, her high breasts and alluring curves were truly captivating.

Situ Yun, mesmerized, murmured, "Sister...you...are so...so beautiful..."

Zhang Meisha, overjoyed, replied, "Brother...what a handsome face! I've never seen anything like it before!"

As she spoke, she stared directly at Situ Yun's body, like a sexually frustrated woman who had long been deprived of sex, suddenly discovering a large, well-built penis that could satisfy her needs; her burning desire was fully revealed in her fiery eyes.

To the charming swordsman Situ Yun, a young man with extensive sexual experience, this was perfectly understandable.

So he gently removed Zhang Meisha's outer cloak, her tight-fitting clothes accentuating her alluring figure.

"Brother... I... I feel... so... so sad... I want... so much... I want..."

Her sexual hunger seemed to want to be released, yet she couldn't express it, her cheeks becoming even more flushed.

Situ Yun seemed to understand her feelings; he tactfully used his hands to slowly remove Zhang Meisha's robes one by one. Her large breasts almost jumped out of her bodice, and her tight-fitting pants were so short that they revealed a bit of her dark pubic hair.

Situ Yun had never experienced such stimulation before, and his large, strong penis became even harder and more erect. He quickly removed all his clothes.

Zhang Meisha could hardly resist her sexual hunger, and she also took off the bodice covering her breasts herself. Her breasts were full and her buttocks were as white as jade, and her thighs were long and smooth like white jade. Every part of her body exuded sexual allure. This sight aroused Situ Yun's lust, his heart pounded, and the tip of his penis trembled.

Zhang Meisha's body radiated heat, her eyes were tightly closed, and her breathing was rapid.

Situ Yun gently lifted the black-clad young woman Zhang Meisha's body with his strong arms, then placed her on the bed, and then brought his lips to hers, feeling that Zhang Meisha's lips were already burning hot.

So Situ Yun held Zhang Meisha tightly with his left hand, and with his right hand slowly removed the only tight clothes on Meisha's body.

The two naked people stared at each other's alluring bodies, making the fire of lust burn even hotter.

Situ Yun first wantonly squeezed and caressed Meisha's two high breasts for a while, feeling that Meisha's breasts were very firm, especially the nipples, which were not only red and cute but also very elastic.

Misa, after being caressed by him, was already wet with desire, her whole body aching and numb. She trembled and said, "S...Situ-di...I...want...want...want...that...inside...it's so itchy...it's so itchy...sister...I...can't...hold...it...can't...hum..."

Situ Yun reached out and pressed his hand against Misa's vulva, feeling it was wet and hot. Her labia trembled and opened and closed with the manipulation of his fingers.

Situ Yun turned and knelt down, spreading her long, slender legs. He guided his penis to her bright red vulva and thrust hard, making Misa moan "humph" as his large penis was fully inserted.

Misa let out a few tight "hums," automatically thrusting her vulva upwards. Situ Yun began to pump vigorously, and after several dozen thrusts, Misa's breathing became short and labored, her eyes half-open, moaning repeatedly, while she tightly embraced Situ Yun with her slender hands.

The harder Situ Yun pumped, the more intense her reaction became. Suddenly, Misa pressed her hands forcefully against Situ Yun's buttocks, violently twisting her hips up and down to meet his thrusts. Her passion surprised Situ Yun; he had never seen Misa so wanton before. Perhaps it was because she had been a widow for over a year, and her sexual hunger had become unbearable.

Suddenly, Misa's small mouth touched Situ Yun's, placing her tongue in his mouth, wanting him to suck on it. Her body arched even higher, and the twisting of her large buttocks accelerated even more.

Situ Yun thrust deeper and faster, his large glans slamming heavily against Meisha's clitoris with each stroke.

The more forcefully Situ Yun thrust, the more wanton and pleasurable Meisha became, until she went wild as if possessed, crying out in a soft, seductive voice, tears streaming down her face, moaning:

"Situ... brother... oh... you... you really know how to thrust... ah... I... I've never... felt so... happy before... hmph... I... will... always... love... you... hmph... faster... harder... oh... um..."

Situ Yun was further aroused by her wanton cries, thrusting his penis all the way in, his large glans swirling forcefully against Meisha's clitoris.

"Hmph...hmph...I...my...darling...oh my god...so...so beautiful...I...my...little hole...is being...fucked so...so comfortable by...brother...harder...fuck me...to death...fuck me...hmph...hmph...ah...harder...faster...faster...I...I...don't want...to live anymore...brother...I...am...going...going...to...ascend to heaven...ah...I...am going to...going...going...going...um...hmph..."

Suddenly, Misa trembled all over, her uterus contracted, constantly sucking on Situ Yun's glans, thick vaginal fluid flowing out incessantly, hot enough to give Situ Yun indescribable pleasure, so he thrust his penis in and out repeatedly, his semen also unable to hold back, ejaculating into Misa's vagina.

After Situ Yun's semen was ejaculated, he leaned on Misa's jade body, gently kissing her body covered in fragrant sweat.

Meisha's face was filled with a satisfied smile as she obediently enjoyed Situ Yun's gentle kisses, her hands constantly stroking his back.

Just then, a sound of clothes rustling in the wind suddenly rang out in the courtyard.

A moment later, the door to the basement slowly rose.

Situ Yun's expression changed, and Meisha sat up straight. A

red shadow flashed at the doorway, and Mei Pingling rushed into the room, carrying a pair of gleaming swords, her beautiful face contorted with rage!

When Mei Pingling saw the black-clad woman lying naked beside Situ Yun, and Situ Yun lying on his back on the bed without any clothes, her first thought was that Situ Yun had already committed adultery with the black-clad woman.

Upon seeing Mei Pingling, Situ Yun hurriedly called out, "Sister Ling..." Before

he could finish speaking, Mei Pingling angrily shouted, "Who is your sister?"

The word "sister" had barely left her lips when she rushed towards the door.

At this moment, Situ Yun, who was lying on the bed, disregarded that he was completely naked and quickly leaped off the bed, grabbing at Mei Pingling.

"You... how could you grab me..."

As Mei Pingling uttered the word "grab," her eyes immediately fell upon Situ Yun's enormous penis hanging below her. She had never seen such a large penis in her entire life, and suddenly seemed stunned.

Although she had never seen a dashing swordsman before, she had heard that the best swordsman in the world was none other than Situ Yun. Adding to this, legend had it that he was also an extremely handsome man. Therefore, in Changbai Mountain, Ding Shizhen often used various pretexts to propose marriage to her or her aunt. Mei Pingling always claimed that she was already engaged to the dashing swordsman Situ Yun, and almost everyone in Changbai Mountain knew that Mei Pingling's fiancé was the dashing swordsman Situ Yun.

So when Ding Shizhen encountered Situ Yun in a duel, she called out "Cousin," which truly left Situ Yun completely bewildered!

Now, her supposedly fiancé, the dashing swordsman, was having an affair with another woman, and she was consumed by jealousy.

However, when she saw his large penis, coupled with the lingering effects of the "Wind and Moon Spring" drug, her sexual desire was aroused.

Situ Yun quickly considered his options; with his methods of dealing with women, if he didn't use them on Mei Pingling now to give her a good time, they might become enemies in the future! But there was a young woman in black, Zhang Meisha, beside him. He reluctantly turned to Meisha, but the understanding Meisha nodded, seemingly approving of Situ Yun's actions.

Encouraged, Situ Yun swiftly lifted Mei Pingling from the ground, placed her on the bed, and immediately pressed his body against hers. As Mei Pingling was about to speak, Situ Yun's mouth was already close, his right hand caressing her breasts, his left hand slowly removing her clothes.

At this moment, Situ Yun's penis was also trembling violently.

Mei Pingling's delicate face flushed crimson, reflecting the fiery red glans of Situ Yun's penis, a sight that stirred the heart.

Stimulated by the "Wind and Moon Spring" drug, Mei Pingling's lust erupted like a volcanic eruption.

Situ Yun tenderly stroked Mei Pingling's long, black hair, slowly lifting her face until it touched her cherry lips. The intense heat caused Situ Yun's penis to throb, then touched Mei Pingling's lips again, eliciting a soft moan from her. Her body writhed in a spasm, her eyes narrowing to slits as she gazed at Situ Yun's handsome face.

When Mei Pingling was completely naked, her fair and delicate skin was fully revealed before Situ Yun's eyes.

When Situ Yun used his mouth to suckle Mei Pingling's two tender pink breasts, Mei Pingling seemed unable to resist the sparks of lust. Before long, she pleaded in a lustful voice:

"Mmm... Yun... Brother Yun... my... little hole... is so itchy... hum... don't... don't tease me anymore... um... brother... please... hum... hum..."

At this moment, Situ Yun pressed down on Mei Pingling's body, lifted his left hand, which was already covered with lustful fluid, and kissed Mei Pingling's small mouth frantically, sucking and licking her lips, neck, earlobes, breasts, and nipples one by one.

"Brother Yun...put your... cock...in...humph...I really...can't take it anymore..."

Mei Pingling couldn't help but urge Situ Yun in a muffled voice. Seeing that Mei Pingling had become so wanton, Situ Yun thought the time was ripe, so he stopped teasing her. He raised his body slightly, used his right hand to lift his thick cock, and rubbed the shiny glans against her wet vulva. Then he thrust his hips hard, and Mei Pingling cried out, "Ouch!"

"Brother Yun...slow...slow...it hurts...I can't...take it...ouch..."

Situ Yun slowly pulled his cock out, and when Mei Pingling returned to her delicate appearance, he thrust in again with a little force, and the thick cock plunged in, reaching her core.

Mei Pingling trembled, panting softly, "Oh... Yun... so comfortable... but... inside... it still hurts a little... slower... oh... you're inserting it... I feel so good... ah... it makes me... fly to heaven... ouch... hmph..."

Mei Pingling was now entering a state of ecstasy, her small vulva feeling warm and comfortable, an indescribable sensation, a pleasure she had never experienced before. At this moment, she was incoherently shouting,

"Hmm... fuck me to death... brother... your... cock is so long... I'm about to die... brother... I'm going to heaven... I feel like I need to pee again... quick... make me... feel more pleasure... hmph... so good... I'm going to... cum... cum... hmph..."

Mei Pingling's moans aroused Situ Yun, and he quickened his thrusting, making Pingling spin around on the bed.

After Mei Pingling's vagina overflowed with vaginal fluid, she seemed quite satisfied and lay still. At this moment, Zhang Meisha spread her legs wide, ready to welcome Situ Yun's battle.

Situ Yun's nickname, "The Romantic Swordsman," wasn't just a fabrication in the martial arts world; if he weren't truly skilled, such a title would likely no longer belong to him. Now, with Mei Pingling lying obediently on the bed, he was eager to engage in another sexual battle with Zhang Meisha!

His wanderings were solely to find his lover, Pei Rong. Pei Rong's departure wasn't due to Situ Yun's prowess, but rather jealousy. He feared his sexually potent lover would be snatched away by another woman, and thus, in a fit of anger, she left him.

Little did he know, for a man with such a strong libido, being without a woman by his side was the most dangerous thing! See, Zhang Meisha and Mei Pingling took advantage of the situation!

And now, Situ Yun seemed to have forgotten all about home! This was something Pei-Rong could not have predicted beforehand.

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