Chapter 85 of the Ten Scenes Satin

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Seeing that Long Yuqing was about to touch her chest, Zhao Wanyan became even more anxious and at a loss. She hurriedly tried to push his arm with her right hand, but it was like a dragonfly trying to move a stone pillar, and she couldn't budge it at all. Then she saw a cold smile on Long Yuqing's face. With a flick of his arm, Zhao Wanyan felt like she couldn't breathe. A strong force pushed her away, and she fell to the ground, landing right in front of the wardrobe.

Zhao Wanyan endured the pain without making a sound, only groaning softly a few times. She struggled to stand up, but Long Yuqing was already standing in front of her, pulling her up with one hand and laughing, "Little Princess, did you hurt your bottom?"

Zhao Wanyan didn't know what to do, her face flushed red, and she whispered, "Mr. Long, please... please have some self-respect, otherwise... I... I'll call my father!"

Long Yuqing sneered, "Prince Zhao and our Imperial Tomb Sect have always cooperated, plus we have a marriage alliance, so I don't think he'll object. Hehe, that brat Xiang Yang was disrespectful to his senior, so it's only reasonable for his woman to compensate me, isn't it?" Hearing these words, Zhao Wanyan was both shocked and anxious. At this moment, she was in front of the counter, separated from Xiang Yang only by a wooden cabinet door. She thought that he had obviously heard everything and was probably about to rush out at any moment. She was flustered and didn't worry about what Long Yuqing would do to her.

Long Yuqing's words were deliberately made clear, intended for Xiang Yang's ears. However, although Xiang Yang did not appear, Zhao Wanyan only showed a flustered expression, neither revealing the truth nor screaming. He couldn't help but feel a little impatient, thinking, "If that Xiang Yang kid really isn't here, it wouldn't be good if word got out that I'm pressuring this girl like this. But this little girl seems shy and timid, she might not dare to tell outsiders. Even if she did, it's just hearsay, so what difference would it make to me?" Thinking of this, a wicked thought suddenly arose, and he said in a deep voice, "Turn around!"

Zhao Wanyan was flustered and confused, and for a moment she didn't know what to do. She turned around in a daze, facing the wardrobe, staring at the gap in the door, thinking to herself, "Brother Xiang, please don't come out!"

Suddenly a hand pressed on Zhao Wanyan's back, pressing her upper body directly against the wardrobe door. Zhao Wanyan was shocked when Long Yuqing's other hand began to caress her buttocks, occasionally pinching them, while laughing, "So soft even through your skirt, looks like you're quite the little beauty. It's a waste to let that boy enjoy you, hehe, haha!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wanyan trembled with fear and struggled desperately, but being so delicate, she was powerless to resist Long Yuqing's hands. She could only feel Long Yuqing's single hand roaming freely over her buttocks, gradually sliding down to between her thighs, his palm slowly rubbing against them, and her dress slowly sinking into her cleft.

Zhao Wanyan finally couldn't bear it any longer and groaned softly. Terrified, tears streamed down her face as she pleaded in a trembling voice, "Please... don't do this..." Long Yuqing ignored her, his fingers repeatedly poking at her private parts through her clothes, as if trying to stuff the fabric inside. Before long, the fabric was already damp, and Zhao Wanyan's voice sounded like she was crying. She barely managed to turn her head halfway and said in a pitiful voice, "No... you can't..."

Seeing her pitiful, tearful, and helpless expression, Long Yuqing's lust was aroused. He thought to himself, "This little girl is really quite beautiful. I wonder if that brat Xiang Yang has already deflowered her. That would be a real pity. I'll let you taste my power and see if you scream or not." For a moment, he didn't feel the need to lure Xiang Yang out. His fingers teased her genitals rapidly, and the fabric, wet with her love juice, became wrinkled.

Zhao Wanyan braced her hands on the cabinet door, being groped from behind by Long Yuqing. Although she desperately didn't want Xiang Yang to appear and be captured, she was in danger of losing her virginity and naturally hoped that Xiang Yang would appear to save her immediately. Hesitant and conflicted, she thought about the violence Long Yuqing was about to inflict on her, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened

she became. She couldn't help but sob softly, unconsciously whimpering, "Brother Xiang... save me... save... me..." Long Yuqing sneered, "Isn't it too late to ask for help now?" As he spoke, his fingers suddenly increased the pressure, pressing hard on her private parts, pressing inward repeatedly. Caught off guard, Zhao Wanyan was suddenly stimulated and groaned, the sound seemingly stuck in her throat, her delicate body trembling slightly. Long Yuqing pressed rapidly, his hand pressing on her back also began to stroke in circles. As he applied more force, Zhao Wanyan's arms couldn't support her, and her breasts pressed against the wooden board, making a slight "creaking" sound.

Under Long Yuqing's violent movements, Zhao Wanyan felt an indescribable sense of shame. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her body swayed constantly as he made her. Her fear had reached its peak, and her cries for help seemed to be squeezed out little by little from her body: "Waaah...waaah...save me...Brother Xiang...uh...uh...no, no! Ah, ah..."

However, although Zhao Wanyan was already moaning involuntarily, Xiang Yang still did not come out. Long Yuqing thought to himself, "It seems that brat really isn't in the room. Otherwise, how could he be so heartless as to ignore this little girl who's so frightened?"

Realizing he had misjudged the situation and wasted considerable time, he feared Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan had already escaped far away, perhaps even reuniting with their companions. Enraged, he vented his fury on Zhao Wanyan. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the back of her collar, pinning her to the ground. He growled and straddled her waist, snarling, "Little Princess, it's time for you to apologize on behalf of that brat!"

Zhao Wanyan, pinned down by his weight, was terrified... Then, she couldn't help but think, "How come Brother Xiang hasn't noticed yet?

Could it be... could it be that his injuries are too severe and he's unconscious?" But at this moment, she had no time to think about Xiang Yang. Seeing Long Yuqing's ferocious expression, as if he was about to ravage her at any moment, she was filled with inexplicable fear and stammered, "No... don't... I... I..."

Long Yuqing's eyes widened, a sinister smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hands, wantonly squeezing her pair of tender breasts, while haphazardly pulling and tearing, making her clothes in front of her chest messy. He was breathing heavily, and his eyes were like those of a beast ready to devour its prey. Zhao Wanyan's resistance was futile, and tears welled in her eyes. A sorrowful thought flashed through her mind: "Brother Xiang, you must be safe. Wanyan cannot escape this calamity today. I cannot live on. Only in the next life... in the next life, can we meet again..."

Long Yuqing watched as the beautiful young girl slowly gave up resisting, a look of despair on his face. A fierce rage rose within him, and he chuckled, saying, "Little princess, enjoy yourself!" His hands roamed over her body, finally stopping at the sash around her waist, where he began to untie it. Zhao Wanyan turned her head away, sobbing softly, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Long Yuqing's sadistic desires surged, and just as he was about to indulge in his lust, a sound of wood cracking rang out, and a strong gust of wind rushed straight to Long Yuqing's back, without warning, and with extreme ferocity. Long Yuqing was startled, his lust vanished, replaced by a surge of joy: "Good, Xiang Yang, you've finally come out!" He shifted to the side, unleashing the Nine Thunder Palm technique at will, thinking that Xiang Yang was already severely injured and this palm strike would be enough to knock him unconscious. Unexpectedly, what appeared before him was neither Xiang Yang nor Wen Yuan, but an enormous beast—a massive white-furred, black-striped tiger, its jaws wide open, pouncing from mid-air, its two claws lashing out at him with ferocious force.

Faced with this sudden beast, even someone as skilled in martial arts as Long Yuqing was horrified. Before he could unleash his palm strike, he leaped into the air, dodging the tiger's attack, and shouted: "What monster!" The power of the Nine Thunder Palm technique was already concentrated in his palm, aimed straight at the white tiger's back. The white tiger, its leaps unabated, tilted its head back and forth, lifting Zhao Wanyan into the air. As soon as its front paws touched the ground, it leaped again, its speed more than double. In a flash, Zhao Wanyan landed squarely on its back. Long Yuqing's palm strike missed, the invisible force shattering a large section of the floor tiles.

All of this was so unexpected that Zhao Wanyan was both astonished and delighted. Perched on the white tiger, she cried out, "Tiger Sister, what are you doing here?" A quick glance revealed the door shattered, clearly broken open by the white tiger.

A white figure suddenly darted in from outside, followed by a whoosh—it was the little white tiger. Immediately afterward, a commotion erupted outside, followed by the clash of weapons. Several men and guards rushed into the room. A bald, burly man wielding a large knife, his swordsmanship swift and powerful, was none other than Tong Wanhu, the leader of the White Tiger Stronghold.

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