Blood Defense

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"Clang, clang,"

the white skull's teeth snapped open and closed with a sinister rhythm. The familiar sound brought a sudden relaxation to Xu Qiao's
tense nerves. He tossed aside the short spear he'd snatched from somewhere and pressed it against
the strange bone pocket watch twitching against his chest. The blood-soaked bandages wrapped around Xu Qiao's arm were
visibly fading. The

bloody battle that had lasted half the night was finally over. Xu Qiao no longer needed to worry about any
deadly weapons , because the pocket watch told him that the one whose thoracic vertebrae had been severed by his "Chang Feng" was the last
enemy still alive.

However, the battlefield didn't quiet down after the battle. Only four
people , and Xu Qiao was clearly one of them. Wails and groans still lingered on the battlefield,
the fierce look between his sword-like brows and bright eyes gradually fading. With his mind returning to normal, Xu Qiao finally realized how tense his body had been.
His still-fighting heart was now like a spinning water press, pumping even more violently, the blood rushing against his eardrums,
making him unable to even hear his own heavy breathing.

The defeated vented their pain between unconsciousness and consciousness, while the victors were in a true
hellish realm.

"Liang Jingyi, go check on Qiao Ying."

Even heavy armor couldn't hide the girl's slender figure. The originally pale blue matte armor
still shimmered with a deep luster after the long battle. She wasn't as disheveled as Xu Qiao; the judgment robe covering her armor
was only slightly damaged, with only four bloody finger marks on her left side seemingly proving that she hadn't been outside the bloody battle.

Dragging a giant sword taller than a man, Liang Jingyi's steps were still relatively light. Under the eerie visual effect, each
step left blood-soaked footprints, quietly telling another story beneath the girl's armor.

Jiang Sheng couldn't stand still. From the moment he stepped into this blood realm, he was the one who felt the least comfortable. Indeed,
apart from the two oddballs, Xu Qiao and Liang Jingyi, probably no one would like this environment. But at least he had
Xu Shu, who was still silently cleaning up the battlefield with a blank expression, to compare himself to.

No one died in this battle.

Xu Shu had long had his eye on the necklace.

The third young lady of the Zhao family lay in a pool of blood. Judging from her appearance, a lot of blood had gushed from her mouth earlier
. Her once clean white teeth were now covered with a layer of bloodstains. The smile she had shown when they first met was gone,
leaving only hissing sounds from the excruciating pain. Her teeth were showing more, but
the gums covered in blood were also exposed, looking very ugly. Blood was still seeping down her throat. Xu Shu chose
not to look at Zhao Yue's overly smeared dark red "lip rouge." Her snow-white skin was still alluring, though her already dazzlingly white face now had a sickly pallor
due to blood loss.

A corner of her inner desire was stirred.

The blood of a corpse doesn't travel far from its body. Beneath Miss Zhao's back, unseen by anyone,
the wound that pierced her chest was secretly drinking the blood in the pool on the ground.

All the losers lying on the ground were like this. They no longer relied on the original texture of their flesh to survive;
blood didn't need to circulate in their veins. As long as they weren't driven mad by the pain, they could actually remain conscious.

So Zhao Yue's eyes were still bright. The excruciating pain made her unable to control her expression and breathing,
but the hatred in her eyes didn't need to be hidden. In fact, she no longer needed to breathe, but her remaining instincts still controlled her habits.
Even lying on her back, Miss Zhao's breasts were still perky, the two well-proportioned mounds still
perfectly wrapped in her blood-soaked clothes, rising and falling with her heavy breathing. Xu Shu's eyes were fixed
on them, and he approached steadily.

Her chest heaved even more violently. Her left lung was already filled with blood. If she hadn't been defeated in this bloody mess,
she would have been coughing up blood long ago, instead of "breathing smoothly" like this.

"Changfeng" sword pierced through her left chest, her fatal wound. The blade was extremely thin, so
there wasn't a particularly gruesome gash on the Third Miss's breasts. However, the energy wrapped around the sword churned her body
violently . Her thoracic vertebrae were broken.

The jade pendant playfully nestled between her still pert breasts. Xu Shu had originally come only for it.

But the beauty of the Third Miss Zhao and the heat emanating from those exquisite objects, which he could still feel even through the gap, gave Xu Shu
other ideas.

His elder brother never interfered in such matters.

Without much hesitation, Xu Shu grabbed the jade pendant. It was the seventh of the Zhao family's twelve treasures, belonging
to the wood element. Although its power wasn't great, it was a rare magical artifact that could be activated automatically simply by wearing it.

"It suits Zhao Yue perfectly.

It suits me perfectly too," Xu Shu thought.

With a flick of his wrist, he skillfully unfastened the clasp on the back of Miss Zhao's neck. Seeing the jade pendant being taken away, Zhao Yue felt a
sense of relief.

It turned out it was just for—

unfortunately, Xu Shu's large hand didn't leave.

Metallic qi adhered to the jade pendant, its originally rounded edges now transformed into blades. With Xu Er's
swordsmanship, he naturally wouldn't harm Miss Zhao's delicate breasts unless he wanted to.

The blood-soaked clothes were like bamboo leaves wrapped around a zongzi (sticky rice dumpling), clinging damply to the flesh, refusing to reveal the treasures inside even
though the connection was severed.

Although Xu Shu's technique was gentle, the skin there still felt the stinging pain of the metallic qi.

"What is he going to do!" Zhao Yue's already bright eyes widened even more, staring intently at Xu Shu's right hand that was playing tricks on her
chest . Out of the corner of her eye, she was scrutinizing Xu Shu's face.

The two hadn't met during the bloody battle, and it was only then that Miss Zhao saw Xu Er's face. Xu Shu's features
resembled his brother's by about 60-70%, but he was clearly less fierce than his brother Xu Qiao; his less aggressive face made him even more handsome.
Moreover, Xu Er seemed more weathered than his brother; his gray hair made him appear prematurely aged,
and his reserved demeanor complemented his somewhat disheveled attire.

What was he going to do?

Xu Shu meticulously dismantled Miss Zhao's clothes. He stared intently at her breasts,
but his eyes betrayed little lust. The noblewoman's elaborate attire was now torn to shreds by the sharp blade. From the slit...
Through the gap, trembling, her white, soft breasts were faintly visible.

This was Xu Shu's perverse sense of humor.

Why was he still expressionless? Had he discovered something hidden in my clothes?

Xu Shu took in Zhao Yue's expression; he was adept at this. Gathering intelligence had always been his mission,
and besides his extraordinary eyesight, he had also honed the ability to conceal his true feelings. Little did outsiders know that the calmer he appeared, the more Xu Shu's perverse
sense of humor surged.

The bra was already beyond repair, so Xu Shu simply ripped it open, tearing Zhao Yue's clothes open from the middle to the bottom.
The half-dry fabric at the waist was nothing like the smooth fabric at the chest. With the tear open, Zhao Yue's flat stomach and playful
navel were revealed. Unexpectedly, Miss Zhao was wearing a navel ring.

Just as Xu Shu was about to fiddle with this newly discovered trinket, a voice he had been waiting for appeared.

"You dog, you thief! Stop... humiliating my... my... young lady!"

Xu Shu's sudden action startled Zhao Yue, but the sudden voice terrified her even more. Her already wide eyes widened in
shock , and a flush of color returned to her already pale face. Yes, here,
no one dies!

"Hahahaha, I thought you could endure it longer, Mo Shu?"

The eerie silence surrounding Miss Zhao suddenly vanished,
replaced —Xu Shu could control her voice.

These were the voices of her elder brother and guards. With difficulty, Zhao Yue turned her neck and
saw Mo Shu, the eldest brother who had voluntarily become a member of the Zhao family's entourage to pursue her. His "death" was gruesome
, his limbs twisted beyond recognition, clearly the work of Jiang Sheng. His crooked upper body lay on the ground,
his face directly facing her.

"That's right, Miss Zhao, he's watching my every move." Xu Shu suddenly leaned down and whispered in Zhao Yue's
ear, "He'll be watching everything you do from now on too~" He gently pinched her pale cheek.

"And there will be even more people watching~"

Xu Shu's words seemed to have a magical power; with each word, the stabbing pain in Zhao Yue's chest lessened. She finally
didn't have to grit her teeth and bear it anymore, and as for what was going on in her mind, it was all a mess.

"Even in death, he'll still be watching me!"

A strange complaint.

With a flick of his hand, the jade pendant that had been used as a dagger for so long was finally put back into the ring. Without further ado, Xu Shu
was going to use Miss Zhao—in front of everyone.

This was, after all, the right of the victor.

With a light flick of his left hand, most of the pieces of cloth stuck to half of Zhao Yue's chest fell off. Strangely, these pieces of cloth
dried instantly as soon as they were thrown aside, while the blood congealed into beads, sliding down the
tender . So, Miss Zhao's little cherry, which had somehow become erect, was exposed to
the air .

"Little slut~" Xu Shu muttered, but
first .

Tsk tsk tsk, a mouthful of bloody taste.

His right hand followed the tear in the middle of her clothes and touched the side of her lower abdomen. Miss Zhao was known
for , and even without tension, her flesh felt solid. There was only a thin layer of soft flesh around her waist; if she shook it,
tsk tsk tsk.

No rush.

Miss Zhao didn't like the feeling of her mouth being full of blood. So he let Xu Shu's tongue
lick . But it was a little disgusting, she thought.

Soon, the taste of blood in her mouth had faded to almost nothing, and Xu Shu's tongue finally pried open her teeth. Should she
bite him? Of course, it was pointless; it probably wouldn't even hurt. With her dantian destroyed and the scattered
qi in her meridians long since dissipated, she couldn't hurt Xu Shu.

While they were still pondering, their tongues were already intertwined.

"His tongue is rough, but also quite soft."

Just as the Third Miss was about to revel in her first wet kiss, Xu Shu's right hand pinched her left nipple
. Very hard.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh, it hurts!" Finally breaking free from the long kiss, Zhao Yue's cry was
surprisingly coquettish.

"Huff," "Huff," "Hmm,"

various heavy breathing sounds suddenly entered Zhao Yue's ears.

Xu Shu released her, staring at her with a playful look in his eyes.

Just one hand was enough to block out the sound, yet it made her forget her surroundings twice. "You!"
Zhao Yue, no longer feeling the excruciating pain, could speak normally. But at this moment, she couldn't utter a single word. Xu Shu's hand pinched her
right nipple, not very hard, but lifting her resilient breast, while his other hand kept stroking it,
waves of milk rippling before everyone's eyes.

The third young lady's face flushed crimson, utterly humiliated. But what could she do? She
had no bargaining chips.

"Are you going to humiliate me like this?" These words were spat out through clenched teeth.

"I just tested your waist; it's so weak you shouldn't feel anything. But your breasts hurt when I play with
them , so it seems I have some fun to offer." As he spoke, Xu Shu channeled his metallic spiritual energy into his hair,
causing the two-tenths-inch hairs on his knuckles to stand up like fine needles.

"Let me go, and I can call the Zhao family... Ah!"

Xu Shu used these hair needles to prick her delicate nipples, the needles so dense that several were pierced at once. The
untouched cherry blossoms couldn't withstand such stimulation. Zhao Yue was
interrupted .

"I can do whatever I want to you. You have no right to negotiate. Besides, aren't all
the capable fighters right here?" "You'll get your comeuppance~ Ah, ah~ Hiss~ Hiss"

Xu Shu loosened his grip slightly, and the Third Miss was about to speak again. At this point, she no longer cared about being watched; the girl's only thought
was to maintain her resistance. Xu Shu, unwilling to be too ruthless, simply stopped helping Zhao Yue control his pain. The piercing
pain surged again, and his right breast was also being pulled. The
pain came suddenly, and Zhao Yue couldn't react in time, his words interrupted. As the pain struck, something absurd occurred to Zhao Yue—what
about my left side?

"Looks like I need to remind you, I've already helped you quite a bit, have you forgotten, you little slut?"

After a brief respite, Zhao Yue could ponder again. It seemed Xu Shu hadn't completely stopped relieving her pain. His current
physical condition was bizarrely abnormal, yet Xu Shu could still alleviate his pain; he must have been
aware of this situation beforehand. Having fought a bloody battle through the night, Zhao Yue naturally knew that Xu Qiao and his group had experienced a surge in cultivation and martial prowess here. Judging solely from their magical
abilities, the supernatural powers used by Blood Wolf Xu Qiao and the armored woman named Liang Jingyi
were .

Ultimately, the Zhao family's group lost due to a lack of intelligence; otherwise, with the strength of over twenty innate masters in her family, they
couldn't have been careless.

Xu Shu grabbed the girl's intact right breast with his left hand and vigorously kneaded it. The third young lady of the Zhao family, who loved martial arts
, was indeed extraordinary. Her breasts were not only perky but also resilient when kneaded, both soft and bouncy.
The small, bright red nipples swayed from side to side between his fingers, quite adorable. Meanwhile, his left hand wasn't idle either; Xu Shu was
gradually lifting the clothes around Zhao Yue's wounds.

Because the clothes were already shredded, there was no risk of aggravating the wound. "I'm not trying to make fun of you."
Saying this, he helped Zhao Yue soothe the pain again.

After thinking about the wound on her right chest, Zhao Yue also thought about the purpose of Xu Shu shredding her clothes. With the pain subsiding,
she chose to patiently listen to Xu Shu's words.

"Rubbing, it itches." She muttered to herself, but didn't say it aloud. "Ah, it's wet down there."

"If we're talking about our understanding of the Blood Corpse Blood Cave, no one in the entire Juzhou can compare to us. The fact that your family is watching
us is just because you have bad eyesight. At this moment, your pulses are all severed, and your flesh and blood are even separated. The reason you're still alive
is only because of the power of your blood. In our terms, you're already dead."

"Don't think that no matter how I torment you now, you won't die. After seventeen days, when the great formation closes and
the Blood River here disappears, even a god can't save you."

"So, you want me to live?" Zhao Yue suddenly asked. Xu Shu knew, this is bad. Looking at her eyes again, the cunning
Miss Zhao was back.

Xu Shu remained silent, yet all around was still.

"Miss Zhao, what are you joking about? Didn't I just say that even a god couldn't save you?"

"That's after the seventeenth day." Zhao Yue looked as if she knew Xu Shu inside and out. "Besides, I'm already a fish on a chopping block
, at your mercy. Why waste your breath on me, Second Master Xu? Like you said, you can treat me however you want,
right?"

Xu Shu still held Zhao Yue's firm breast in his hand, but Zhao Yue's vital point, separated by a thin layer of bone, seemed
to slip through his grasp.

"Second Master Xu, talking to someone destined to die about a way to survive, though not explicitly stated, implies there must be a way." Zhao Yue
became increasingly agitated, a blush creeping onto her face. "And Second Master Xu wants me to live, doesn't he?" With that,
Zhao Yue raised her swan-like neck and even gave Xu Shu a flirtatious wink.

The pool of blood beneath Zhao Yue had gradually disappeared.

After a moment of silence, Xu Shu released his long-dormant left hand. He pulled and slashed, stripping Zhao San completely
naked. Then he gently placed his hand on her lower opening. "It's wet."

"Thank you for the kiss, Second Master Xu!" Zhao Yue's face was flushed with excitement. At this moment, she no longer
cared about this physical humiliation. After all, she was more cunning.

"Hmm, you certainly deserve that kiss." Xu Shu gently stroked Zhao Yue's injured left breast with his right hand. "But you
must understand, if I want you to give birth, you can give birth."

"Ahhh..." Zhao Yue let out an unprecedentedly shrill scream.

Following the tiny incision of "Changfeng," Xu Shu inserted his entire arm.

"But I can also want you dead at any time."

If Zhao Yue were conscious, she would be surprised to see that her good sister, the eldest daughter of the Mo family, Mo Shu's
cousin, not only had no marks from the bloody battle, but also seemed more vigorous than before. Mo Shu had been sickly
since childhood , but even the body that couldn't be regulated by various nourishing and strengthening remedies
was now bursting with amazing vitality.

No matter how good her complexion was, it couldn't change her slender build. At this moment, straddling Jiang Sheng, she swayed
like a willow in the wind, making one worry she might not be able to bear it. Her slender arms tightly embraced Jiang Sheng's
neck, and with each bounce, she displayed a girlish demeanor, like a pet begging for its master's affection.

What a frail body she was! Jiang Sheng's large hand gripped Mo Shu's waist; her slender frame was
barely wider than a man's palm. Her narrow waist, held in Jiang Sheng's hand, felt like a water snake. Mo
Shu's muscles, not to mention compared to Zhao Yue, who was known for his martial arts, were even
more delicate However, being nurtured by spiritual energy, she possessed an underlying resilience. She and her best friend shared a similarity:
both had skin as white as snow, and in terms of smoothness, Mo Shu was even more flawless.

Jiang Sheng felt a deep affection for Mo Shu, a tenderness that had been present from the very first moment he saw her. Before the great formation was activated,
before the bloodbath appeared, and while the various factions were cautious and on guard, a single glance from afar
was enough to etch Mo Shu's image into his mind.

Old Jiang didn't fight with his own people, content to follow their lead, but Mo Shu was special because he had already declared her
one of his own. She would hide during the bloody battle, but after the fight, she would eagerly run over, uttering a soft "Save me,"
and Jiang Sheng would immediately surrender.

All the Zhao family men on this Black Stone Beach were dead. Among the losers, only Mo Shu, Zhao Yue, the two
maids Bai Ling and Cui Yan, and Mo Shu, left behind by a cruel twist of fate, survived.

Xu Shu's claim that he couldn't kill anyone here was true, but to say that no one could kill here was untrue.
This was a place guided by the Blood Spirit; Xu Qiao and Liang Jingyi were capable of killing. Not only killing, but also taking advantage of the situation.

Actually, if Zhao Yue and Mo Shu were smart enough, leaving them here unattended would have given them a chance to survive. The way to
survive lay in Bai Ling and Cui Yan. The Blood Qi lineage's magic was sinister, allowing entry but not exit;
those who survived this time had their fates sealed.

"You're not concentrating," this was a side of Mo Shu Zhao Yue had never seen before, both alluring and coquettish. One sentence made Old Jiang even
harder . Before Old Jiang could make a move, the soul-stirring voice continued, "I'm tired, fuck me."
For no reason, the burly and robust Old Jiang felt a chill on his lower back.

With his arms around Mo Shu's clean buttocks, he scooped her up onto his back, and the little woman on Jiang Sheng's back stood
up . With her arms around Jiang Sheng's neck and her legs around his waist, Mo Shu said she was tired but was still restless. Below...
The edges of her vagina were stretched beyond recognition by Jiang Sheng's massive member, revealing its incredible elasticity
and shocking the frenzy of this usually sickly beauty. She had been throbbing for what seemed like half an incense stick's time, and was
still writhing her hips, seeking pleasure.

Whether Jiang Sheng had reached his limit or not, Mo Shu had already exploded.

No one would have guessed that Mo Shu had long been accustomed to matters of the flesh. This was a secret of the Mo family, and a source of
deep . There was a reason for her condition.

Jiang Sheng's eyes held desire. Although Old Jiang believed he was devoted to Mo Shu, his long association with
the Xu brothers had inevitably tainted his tastes. Mo Shu could detect this desire, even the slightest hint.
When Jiang Sheng noticed her, she noticed him too. Mo Shu was even more perceptive than Xu Shu himself,
realizing his obsessive desire to possess Zhao San. "

Xu Shu went to rescue Zhao Yue, so I have to rely on this Jiang Sheng."

She knew Jiang Sheng wanted to save her because she read admiration in his eyes—a kind of
affection that the man who had taken everything from her had never shown her. Of course, this kind of admiration wasn't unusual for Mo Shu.
Many people admired her, Miss Mo. However, on the brink of life and death, Jiang Sheng was the only admirer. Although Mo Shu hadn't intended to choose a lover

from among those who admired her , the reality was that she had no choice. Jiang Sheng had earned all of this through his own strength. 　　He came over; he wanted to save me. 　　"Save me." 　　"Huh?" 　　Jiang Sheng felt embarrassed and scratched his buzz cut. How did he become a lecherous man ? The way he answered made him sound like a servant, even though she was the one begging him. 　　"Your Qi Sea is shattered, your meridians are destroyed, and your bones are broken. The only reason you're alive is because of the power of the Blood River." As soon as Jiang Sheng opened his mouth, he realized he was in trouble; he had gone straight for the truth. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　" 　　If we consider it from the perspective of human cultivation, you're already dead. To survive, you must switch to the blood cultivation lineage. Moreover, to restore your cultivation, you need essence blood to guide you and open your blood meridian." 　　... 　　"Uh, then, let's use my essence blood. From now on, our blood will be intertwined... Do you think that's feasible?" 　　"Pfft." 　　"If you laugh, I'll take that as your agreement." 　　However, Jiang Sheng walked behind Mo Shu without turning his head. 　　Everyone says blood cultivation is evil and unpredictable, and Mo Shu has only just witnessed it. Jiang Sheng "held" Mo Shu's lower body and walked back. 　　So, I was cut in two. 　　No wonder I couldn't feel my abdomen anymore; it's where the body separated. 　　Blood cultivation can even repair a body like this? That's not bad. 　　Perfect. From today onwards, everything you gave me, I will relinquish; what you took, I will seek retribution from sooner or later! Suddenly, a fierce glint flashed in Mo Shu's eyes. 　　Along with her lower body, a forearm was also severed. Piecing these parts together created a frail, emaciated woman. Truly, it was evil magic. 　　"Miss Mo, I need a few drops of your tongue's essence blood." 　　Essence blood? Without true essence, where would essence blood come from? 　　"You just need to bite your tongue." Jiang Sheng was again stumped about how to obtain the blood. 　　"Then, uh, lick my finger." 　　This idiot, he needs to exchange tongue blood, right? A kiss would suffice. Out of the corner of Mo Shu's eye, Xu Shu was on top of Zhao Yue, happily nibbling at her mouth. 　　Fingers. So thick. 　　This seems less appealing than a direct kiss, this blockhead. 　　"Miss Mo, your body is too damaged, requiring a great deal of my essence blood. It's difficult to obtain from your tongue, so please drink more." Jiang Sheng offered her blood-soaked wrist. 　　Sucking on the scalding blood, Mo Shu felt the scattered energy within her body suddenly become active. Starting from her upper body , it was as if her flesh was screaming. She felt her muscles, guided by Jiang Sheng's essence, turning into liquid, wanting to flow. Her shattered waist and abdomen had lost a lot of flesh and blood, which was being repaired by Jiang Sheng's blood and energy. The absorbed essence and blood quickly solidified. 　　"Guard your body, do not let it flow. If it solidifies into a 'flowing body,' then... In short, you must not solidify into a flowing body!" 　　This fool. 　　Her upper body could move freely again. Mo Shu stretched out her only left arm and pulled Jiang Sheng's head towards her. 　　Her mouth was full of blood, and her cherry lips parted slightly: "Kiss me." 　　Their tongues intertwined. Jiang Sheng naturally knew what to do. Mo Shu's quick thinking surprised him. However , he almost died because of his arrogance. In the end, Mo Shu saved him. 　　By transferring blood through their tongues, Mo Shu's body was under control. However, her abdomen or the missing flesh and blood made her too exhausted. 　　Mo Shu held Jiang Sheng tightly. She didn't speak of the soul-piercing pain she felt while her abdomen was being reshaped. She had thought she would never experience such coldness again. Jiang Sheng was like a warm, large rock, her only solace against the pain. 　　Ah, thankfully, it wasn't as unbearable as last time. 　　She noticed the inexplicable depletion of her blood and energy, but she didn't know how to explain it. Jiang Sheng didn't ask. 　　Ah~ So warm. 　　She wanted to melt into him. 　　Ah~ So soft. 　　Warm and soft, that's the perfect description. Mo Shu's newly sculpted body wasn't covered by the tattered clothes; she was almost completely naked, held in Jiang Sheng's arms. Strictly speaking, her only clothing was a collar. Her breasts, like two water balloons, clung tightly to Jiang Sheng's chest muscles, the flattened flesh peeking out from the uneven hem. 　　Mo Shu's breasts were the same size as Zhao Yue's. 　　Visually, however, Mo Shu's breasts were undeniably enormous, completely disproportionate to her paper-thin figure. 　　Now, all of that was for Jiang Sheng to enjoy. 　　Mo Shu sensed the man's intention. She was willing to offer herself up. 　　The French kiss didn't stop, and Mo Shu took the initiative to unbutton Jiang Sheng's clothes. 　　And so everything proceeded naturally. 　　Actually, it wasn't like that; Jiang Sheng was quite rough.

Revealing his hard, aroused penis, Jiang Sheng lifted one of Mo Shu's thighs onto his arm.
The girl's furry buttocks were exposed to his view. Gently stroking this exquisite
spot , the sticky sensation excited Jiang Sheng even more.

"This isn't my first time, don't worry," Mo Shu said casually, her attention completely focused on Jiang Sheng
's face.

"I'm going to fuck you," Jiang Sheng responded, "I'm going to fuck your cunt!"

The thick shaft rubbed against the muddy entrance a couple of times, then Jiang Sheng thrust forward forcefully, and Mo Shu's tender
vagina welcomed its true master for life.

The moment the penis entered, Mo Shu felt a momentary daze, as if a thick, hot
iron rod had been brutally thrust into her. Her tender vagina couldn't accommodate such a massive object; the soft flesh inside
was roughly squeezed and ravaged by the large thing. Fortunately, it was so warm. Even the pain was a burning sensation.
She felt like she was about to be split in two by that hot rod.

"Ah, so big...so swollen...ah, be gentle, it's so hot..."

Jiang Sheng was a rough man, he knew it himself, so he was a little restrained in front of the ethereal Mo Shu.
Mo Shu's two sweet moans gave the brute a familiar atmosphere. He didn't intend to let go of the little woman in his arms.
Because this woman made him uneasy. Just as he clearly knew that he couldn't match Xu Qiao's decisiveness, he
realized that perhaps mentally, he would forever be controlled by the woman in his arms.

"Call more rough, I like it." As he spoke, Jiang Sheng forcefully pried open Mo Shu's buttocks with both hands, and then
used two index fingers to flick Mo Shu's anus.

The sudden stimulation made Mo Shu's eyes widen. Hearing Jiang Sheng's request, she chose to cooperate
. "Ah! Ah, so big, be gentle, be gentle, please, go slower, where,
no, it's going to split open, ahhh~"

At first, Mo Shu just wanted to comply with Jiang Sheng's wishes, but once she started shouting, she couldn't stop.

"I'll fuck your cunt, I'll fuck your little slut's pussy raw."

"Fuck me... um... fuck me... ahh... it's going to break!"

"What am I fucking you for, you little slut?" Jiang Sheng wanted Mo Shu to loosen up even more. "Fuck my pussy...
ah... ah!~ ah~"

"No, this is called fucking! I'm fucking your slutty cunt!"

"Ah... yes, fuck my slutty cunt... ah... it's going to break... there, it's going to be fucked raw...
please... slower... slower, really."

Jiang Sheng's thing was really big, it looked as thick as Mo Shu's own arm, and the fact that she could hold on for so
long was enough to prove her endurance. Mo Shu felt like she wasn't just being penetrated in her genitals, it was like being directly penetrated
in her stomach... the tender flesh inside her vagina was being rubbed back and forth, and Mo Shu felt goosebumps
crawling all over her skin. A feeling of nausea surged into her brain. The discomfort of nausea
mingled with the intense pleasure, and her thoughts were thrown into turmoil by Jiang Sheng's massive member.

But Jiang Sheng had no intention of stopping; in fact, he had been holding back all along.

"Who are you? Whose cunt is being fucked by me?"

"I am, I am Mo Shu. Ah, fuck me, don't fuck me anymore, it's going to break, ah,
slower , gentle, gentle, "

Say it all! Whose cunt is being fucked by me?"

"Mo Shu's cunt is for you to fuck, mine, my Mo Shu's cunt is for Jiang Sheng to fuck, ah ah ah, Mo Shu's
cunt is only for Jiang Sheng to fuck, for you to fuck every day, ah ah, fuck me, fuck me, ah ah"

"Fuck you! Fuck! Fuck! You little slut who needs to be fucked, your pussy is so tight, so tight, ah ah, I'm going to fuck
your cunt to pieces, you're so tight, see how I fuck you, the eldest daughter of the Mo family has such a slutty
cunt, see how I fuck you into a big slutty cunt."

Jiang Sheng no longer held back, each thrust went deep into Mo Shu's innermost part, his hands tightly gripping Mo Shu's hips, bringing her
close to himself. Mo Shu, who had never experienced such violent intercourse before, was utterly overwhelmed. She
couldn't even speak properly.

"Ah, ah... it's bad... really... it's bad... too deep... ah, fuck... cunt...
rotten cunt... ahhh..."

Her weak hands didn't know where to go, and under the intense stimulation of her lower body, her two nipples throbbed
. Mo Shu simply started kneading her own breasts.

"Grab your breasts, you slut, you can even self-please, grab harder! Grab... grab, fuck, so tight,
fuck, slutty cunt!"

"I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die... ah... I'm going to pee... gently... gently... I'm peeing
, ahhh, ahhh..."

In her dazed state, Mo Shu no longer knew her own strength, and the rubbing of her breasts left purplish-blue marks.
Under the dual stimulation from above and below, Mo Shu experienced her first orgasm.

A stream of cool, vaginal fluid sprayed from deep within onto Jiang Sheng's glans, finally
relieving Mo Shu's nausea with the violent tremor of her body.

The tender flesh inside her vagina tightly gripped his shaft. But even with this intense ejaculation, Jiang Sheng's massive member
remained unmoved.

Mo Shu was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm when Jiang Sheng suddenly kissed her lips.

"The real lovemaking is just beginning."

With his penis still inside Mo Shu's vagina, Jiang Sheng lowered her raised leg.
However , it was lowered over his body. Suddenly, they were facing each other, back to back.

The intense rotation and friction of his penis inside her vagina caused Mo Shu, still in the throes of orgasm, to convulse again.

"Ah...it hurts, ah...ah..." A trickle of vaginal fluid flowed from their point of contact onto the ground.

With a twisting motion, Jiang Sheng pulled and thrust forcefully, his glans and foreskin contorting violently inside the vagina,
relying entirely on his superhuman strength to pursue the ultimate stimulation. Then, Jiang Sheng began his resolute and
deep assault.

"Ah...ah...it's ruined...ah, Jiang Sheng...have mercy...please, please...
don't keep going...ah..."

Ignoring the woman's pleas, Jiang Sheng adjusted their position. Finally, Jiang Sheng could properly play
with those soft, large breasts.

"Bend over, stick your ass up, you slut, hurry up, show me your cunt!"

*Slap!* Jiang Sheng slapped Mo Shu's upturned buttocks. "Bend higher!"

*Slap! Slap! Slap!

* "Ah, ah, so big, so good, fuck me, so comfortable, ah, don't hit me,
it hurts, ah, I'm bending over, ah, don't hit me!"

Jiang Sheng slowed down the rhythm, and Mo Shu gradually adapted to the new pace. However, due to the large height difference between the two,
Mo Shu had to desperately tiptoe and stick her buttocks up high, making it look as if Jiang Sheng was lifting her up from
behind with his penis.

Mo Shu's entire body weight pressed down on Jiang Sheng's penis, and the cervix hidden in her vagina
gradually unveiled its mysterious veil to Jiang Sheng. While Jiang Sheng explored and expanded
the secrets inside Mo Shu's body with his thick penis, he also wantonly rubbed Mo Shu's two perfect teardrop-shaped breasts.

"Ah, it hurts so much, no, not there!"

"Don't move!"

Mo Shu, whose cervix was being touched for the first time, hunched over in intense pain and numbness, her cervix,
which had barely been exposed, retracting completely. Jiang Sheng pinched Mo Shu's nipples hard.

"Ah!! Ah, it hurts! Let go! Ah! Damn it, it hurts!"

Mo Shu's small body arched violently like a spring, trying to slap away the hands that were torturing her nipples
.

But the forceful abuse of the woman beneath him only aroused Jiang Sheng's lust. Looking at the smooth back before him,
Jiang Sheng stuck out his tongue and licked along the spine. Then he began to thrust harder, relentlessly. Because her nipples were
being pinched so tightly, Mo Shu's vagina clenched even tighter.

"You're so tight, you slut. Don't move. Watch me fuck your cunt raw, fuck your insides raw, and squeeze your tits to burst!"

"Hiss... ah... God, what are you doing... ah... ah... no, it hurts... fuck me... ah...
fuck me... I'm coming, I want to pee again... ah... ah..."

Mo Shu, subjected to multiple stimulations, climaxed again. But
as , Jiang Sheng's penis seemed to be inside her, steadily thrusting.

"Little slut, the real fucking is coming."

Jiang Sheng grabbed Mo Shu's small hands, which were trying to make her release her breasts, and pulled them back, arching Mo Shu's entire
upper body upwards.

Suddenly, Mo Shu's cervix was exposed to Jiang Sheng's huge penis.
Her vagina, which had been numb from stimulation, suddenly became sensitive due to the addition of her cervix. Jiang Sheng then used one hand to control Mo
Shu hands, which were tied behind her back, and lifted them upwards. Mo Shu's shoulder blades bulged, forming a sensual shape on her back. The twisting of
her flesh and bones brought a strange pleasure to the inexperienced girl. "Ah, no, I'm going to die, it's so sore,
ah, so good, ah, so powerful, Mo Shu is going to die, be gentle, please, be gentle, ah,
my uterus hurts so much, ah, no, my cunt is going to rot, ah, please, ah, I'm going to
pee again, ah, don't touch there, ah, not there, ah, I'm going to orgasm..."

It turned out that Jiang Sheng's other hand reached towards Mo Shu's genitals to tease her already erect clitoris. The inexperienced girl could
not withstand such stimulation, only feeling a soreness and swelling in her abdomen. Her entire body
was twisted into an extremely awkward angle, as if it were a sex toy tailor-made for Jiang Sheng.

The pleasure inside her vagina piled up like an avalanche, each thrust hitting her cervix relentlessly, pushing Mo
Shu's spirit to the brink. Although she had already climaxed several times, Mo Shu had truly reached
the limit . The pounding of the glans against her cervix felt like pulling at her entire lower abdomen, and her buttocks, pounded hundreds of times,
were completely numb, making her feel nothing at all.

After such a long struggle, Jiang Sheng finally reached his climax as well. His enormous penis
pressed down hard against Mo Shu's tender cervix. "Slut, I'll fuck you to death, isn't it good? Isn't it good? Watch me fuck you until you're
in heaven."

His other rough hand groped for her erect clitoris, causing Mo Shu's legs to tremble uncontrollably.
The man's hand pinched her clitoris harder and harder, and finally, Mo Shu couldn't help but let out a cry of pain as a burst of intense pleasure erupted.
The woman, brought to her climax, wept uncontrollably, her buttocks pressed tightly against Jiang Sheng's lower abdomen, her legs
trembling violently. A clear liquid flowed from Mo Shu's urethra.

Along with the urination, her vagina contracted rhythmically. Due to the numerous orgasms, Mo Shu barely
released any vaginal fluid this time. Fortunately, her intensely stimulated uterus was also convulsing violently. The cervix, like a small mouth,
firmly gripped Jiang Sheng's glans.

Jiang Sheng responded to the girl's uterus's thirst for semen, releasing his grip on her clitoris and tightly controlling
Mo Shu's slender waist. Her already swollen and red buttocks were pressed down hard. His glans pressed against the girl's
cervix, which had opened wide due to the orgasm, and with a low growl, his urethral opening swelled, and streams of thick semen, long brewing,
shot into the girl's newborn uterus like scorching bullets.

The eldest daughter of the Mo family, in the wilderness, was raped to the point of urinary incontinence and
uterine orgasm by the man who had just killed many of her companions. In the end, she was even brutally ejaculated inside him. However, Mo Shu felt that she had finally found a warm harbor.
Jiang Sheng, a blood cultivator who was not yet a master, made her want to immerse herself in this furnace of love and desire again and again
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