[Urban] Loli Stays Tonight (Complete) - 4

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Chapter Nine Phantom Swordsman

"Night Walk! No, you've misunderstood!" Yin Hai hurriedly pushed Jie'er away from her, but as their lips parted, a silvery thread of water connected their lips, evidence of their recent intimate contact. Yin Hai, her mind in turmoil, cried and desperately tried to explain.

But Night Walk remained rooted to the spot, still reeling from the passionate kiss between the two girls he had just witnessed. One of the leading ladies was none other than his favorite, Yin Hai. His mind was a complete mess; he couldn't even tell where he was. It felt like hundreds of cicadas were singing in his head, making his brain buzz and unable to think clearly. "This is Sister Jie'er…" Yin Hai, her eyes brimming with tears, clutched Night Walk's clothes, but upon seeing Night Walk… After a moment of intense jealousy, Yin Hai's bright, sparkling eyes, like a clear mountain spring, seemed to possess a magical power, drawing Ye Xing's nerves involuntarily into this blue abyss from which he could not extricate himself. His anger subsided considerably, but at that moment, Jie'er, as if provoking Ye Xing, deliberately licked her rose-colored lips, as if to say how sweet and alluring Yin Hai's lips were. This reignited a fierce rage within Ye Xing, but at the same time, he sensed the aura of demons surrounding him!

"Watch out!" Ye Xing shouted. At that moment, ten unknown monsters covered in crimson flames burst through the window and leaped in. These monsters were about the size of hunting dogs, their entire bodies enveloped in burning flames. One of the monsters locked onto its target—Yin Hai—and a fiery red figure transformed into a sharp arrow, its red beam shooting towards Yin Hai like lightning.

"Sound Sea!" Nightwalker once again used magic to create a weapon. This time, he created the hand axe that had almost cost him his life in the battle of Dias City. Nightwalker threw the axe in his hand, and the silver weapon spun and danced in the air, cleaving through the surrounding air as if it could cut through everything, roaring as it flew towards the monster!

At this moment, the flames on the monster's body burned brighter and brighter, and even the color of the flames changed from the original red to a strange green. The monster spewed out an unprecedentedly blazing flame, and the deep green flames devoured the entire axe in the blink of an eye. In less than a moment, the hand axe, which was originally as good as new and whose blade was still shining, became a broken axe covered with rust and looking like scrap metal after being devoured by the strange green flames.

"Rotten Flames!!" Upon witnessing this astonishing phenomenon, Nightwalker and Jie'er simultaneously uttered the term. (Note: Rotten Flames is a fire attack technique specifically designed to destroy metal weapons. This move degrades the enemy's weapon; any metal weapon, no matter how powerful or superior, will become worthless scrap metal once struck.) Undoubtedly, these small magical beasts wielding Rotten Flames are the nemesis of all swordsmen and adventurers who use weapons. Even Jie'er's "Dawn and Dusk," forged from celestial metal, would likely not escape unscathed if burned by those flames!

The magical beast opened its mouth, filled with sharp teeth, and shredded the axe, now reduced to scrap metal. At this moment, the other nine magical beasts, who had been watching intently, surged forward like streaking red lightning, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Yin Hai!

Ye Xing rushed to Yin Hai's side, and a phantom wall that shifted like ripples on water appeared before him. The fire monsters unleashed a barrage of fireballs and fire arrows like machine guns, these low-level fire spells flying towards Ye Xing from all directions. The sparse rain of fire struck the phantom wall, and the hastily constructed shield, which was easily breached, was riddled with holes. Finally, the leading monster rammed into it with all its might!

Easily shattered like paper, it broke into countless glowing fragments scattered across the ground. At that moment, a demonic beast leaped onto Ye Xing's back, its claws gripping his broad shoulders, tearing his clothes and leaving a faint bloodstain on his skin. The beast opened its mouth to bite at his vulnerable throat, and Ye Xing let out a painful cry. The beast ripped large chunks of bloody flesh from his neck, and a torrent of blood gushed from the wound. Just then, a sound like a gust of wind being torn apart rang out; the demonic beast leader unleashed a mid-level fire spell – "Flame God's Judgment Slash?" Enraged flames, like the giant sword of the fire god, blazed across Ye Xing's stomach. A gaping, bloody gashe was ripped open on his body. The scent of blood further fueled the ferocity of the other magical beasts. They leaped onto Nightwalker, tearing at his flesh with their sharp teeth and licking his warm blood with their long tongues, happily feasting on their delicious meal. Nightwalker, experiencing excruciating pain, could no longer bear the weight and intense heat of the beasts on his back and collapsed to the ground. Worse still, the beasts' burning bodies left large, red, swollen burns on Nightwalker's body simply from contact!

Now he could even smell... The smell of his own flesh burning filled the air. A pack of fiery demonic beasts, like vultures and hyenas, surrounded the dying Nightwalker. In despair, Nightwalker could only helplessly watch as the beasts cruelly dismembered and devoured him step by step. Experiencing such a nightmare of watching oneself being gradually torn apart and eaten would drive even the most mentally strong person in the world insane. But Nightwalker's expression was unusually calm. It wasn't because he had gone mad or accepted his fate of dying in the beasts' mouths, but because he had lost too much blood and was in a semi-conscious state. Therefore, he could not only not get up to fight back, but he couldn't even make a sound.

They used their scythe-like claws to slice open his belly, scoop out his fresh internal organs, and swallow them whole. Then, they tore at Nightwalker's flesh again and again. In no time, Nightwalker's body, ripped open and entrails spilling out, was covered in several deep, bone-revealing wounds. He was bleeding heavily, and blood gushed out like an incessant red fountain. The warm blood splattered across the entire room, turning it crimson and staining the floor and walls with bloodstains. One of the monsters bit one end of his intestines, then with a powerful jerk, pulled out the entire long, rope-like intestine, scattering blood everywhere.

"Blood...red blood...just like back then...so much red blood!" Yin Hai, her face smeared with Ye Xing's blood, froze at the sight of the bloody scene. It seemed to bring back painful memories, and she kept repeating the same words. Cold sweat streamed down her forehead, blurring her vision and wetting her hair. But just as Ye Xing was about to be killed by the canine-like monsters, she snapped back to reality. "Ye Xing!"

She grabbed a candlestick from a nearby table and struck the leading monster. A mournful cry rang out as the monster leader's head was struck hard. Unfortunately, Yin Hai's slender arm couldn't knock him unconscious; it only managed to leave a small bump on his head. This, however, drew the monsters' attention back to Yin Hai. The monsters roared and pounced on her again. Hearing Yin Hai's scream, Ye Xing's eyes flashed red, and fire... The Flame Demon Beasts suddenly slowed down, almost completely still. Nightwalker had cast a collective Slow spell; because the casters' magical power varied, Nightwalker's Slow spell was more powerful and effective than the Stonewing Demons', and could be cast on multiple targets at once.

Meanwhile, in the bustling market outside, a middle-aged man in a dark suit, with a thin face and sharp eyes, smirked slyly as he muttered a lengthy summoning incantation. His mind was connected to the monsters he had summoned, allowing him to observe the battle within the inn through their eyes.

"Yin Hai! Run now!" Night Walker, covered in wounds, cried out in a barely audible voice, but by then Jie'er had already charged forward with her longsword, channeling her silver battle qi into it. The silver-white blade trembled, emitting a clear sword ring. The original Western-style longsword transformed into an ancient-looking Chinese sword. The sword in Jie'er's hand rippled with shimmering light. "Ethereal Cloud Sword, Sixth Form - Ice and Snow Seal a Thousand Armies!" Jie'er shouted, slashing the Morning and Evening Sword through the air. A chilling aura, so cold it could freeze even the soul, mixed with countless snowflakes like jade dust, swept forth. As snowflakes fell on the faces of the fire-breathing monsters, they initially thought nothing of it. But in the blink of an eye, the oncoming snowflakes transformed into sword lights as white as dead bones. Thousands of white sword lights filled their vision, and all they could see was a dazzling white, as blindingly white as snow under the sun. The monsters could see, hear, or even feel anything except for the ever-brighter white light. Only a chill ran through their bodies, and a coldness enveloped by fear spread throughout their entire bodies, gradually freezing their limbs.

(Note: The sixth and eighth forms of the Misty Cloud Sword are both combined techniques that integrate illusion and swordsmanship. The sixth form, for example, first uses illusion to transform sword energy into the shape of snowflakes to deceive the enemy.) "Ninth Form – Starry Night Dance Sword!"

Then, Jie'er leaped into the air, her Dawn and Dusk sword unleashing a waterfall of light like a galaxy. Within Jie'er's almost impenetrable golden sword light, the scattered sword beams resembled a galaxy falling from the sky, cascading down with the force of a waterfall three thousand meters high. The golden sword light... The waterfall unleashed a vast curtain of sword light upon the horde of fire demons!

The sword light was like countless gleaming, sharp, slender golden swords, crisscrossing and flashing like lightning, or bolts of lightning striking down from the sky.

Amidst the dancing lightning, it transformed into a rain of light that poured down from the sky, the golden sword light darting about like venomous snakes flicking their red tongues!

Six out of ten fire demons below were caught in the relentless attack of this sword rain. After a final roar from the beasts before their demise, only piles of minced flesh and blood floated in the air. The stench of blood in the air suddenly intensified. "So beautiful! Although I'm so unwilling, she's really so beautiful!" This was the feeling Ye Xing had every time he saw Jie'er's swordsmanship. Although Ye Xing was covered in blood, he still tried to lift his blood-stained face, wanting to deeply imprint Jie'er's majestic figure as she wielded her swordsmanship into his pupils. The beautiful swordsman known as Shobowsaber by the adventurers of this continent, every swordsman who had sparred with her said the same thing. Her swordsmanship was as elegant and graceful as a dance. Even in the midst of a high-level battle where one had to concentrate fully on observing the enemy's every move, or else blood would spill out, one couldn't help but be deeply attracted by her incomparably beautiful swordsmanship, unable to take their eyes off her. In the end, the opponents who were defeated by Jie'er and fell into a pool of blood couldn't even utter a word, because the girl's stunning appearance and her peak swordsmanship left them speechless.

Bathed in the silvery moonlight, Jair's exquisitely beautiful face wore a confident smile. Emphasizing her beauty in the moonlight, she resembled a jade sculpture, a masterpiece of ice and jade. When she pressed the cold tip of her sword against their necks, their minds were filled with nothing but astonishment. All the swordsmen who had fought Jair and survived unanimously said the same thing—before seeing Shobowsaber, they knew nothing of "beauty." The origin of the title Shobowsaber wasn't solely due to Jair's skillful... She uses a variety of weapons, but her swordsmanship is characterized by its ever-changing and unpredictable "phantom forms," like phantoms. Every swordsman has their own preferred form. A "form" is what appears when a swordsman fully utilizes their swordsmanship, fighting spirit, movement techniques, strategy, martial arts, and other combat-related skills in a life-or-death battle. It can also be described as a concrete manifestation of one's personal fighting style and the essence of their swordsmanship. Mages call this phenomenon the "World Distortion Resonance Phenomenon."

For example, the Mad Sword Emperor Modias, one of the three great sword emperors of the continent, cultivates divine fighting spirit to greatly increase his attack and defense. Combined with his overwhelming and fierce swordsmanship and his cave troll bloodline, he possesses the ability to heal wounds quickly and the "Berserker" skill, which allows him to maximize his attack power when in a berserk state. These special abilities make him invincible on the battlefield, and his form is the "Blood Demon Desert," famous for its overwhelming power.

The remaining four fire monsters were still slow due to the Slow spell. Just as Jie'er was careless and thought she could easily deal with them, the middle-aged man in the bustling market outside finally finished his incantation. In an instant, three deep blue magic circles appeared on the wooden floor of the inn. Three sea monsters appeared, their bodies covered with armor-like blue scales, with a pair of fins on their backs and elbows, their bodies somewhat transparent, with long and sharp nails on their five fingers, and a huge sharp horn on their heads. The three sea monsters splashed up white waves and appeared in the inn room.

"First fire, then water, is that it!" A breathtakingly beautiful smile, unbelievable in itself, appeared on Jie'er's face. Then, a blinding white light burst forth from "Dawn and Dusk" in her hand. Enveloped in the white light, "Dawn and Dusk" transformed into a two-foot-long red dragon spear used by Western knights. Jie'er wielded the spear beautifully, the spear spinning like lightning and thrusting swiftly like the wind towards one of the sea monsters. The spear pierced deeply into the sea monster's abdomen. With a powerful twist and flick, the spear, deeply embedded in the body, was pulled out, bringing with it large chunks of bloody flesh. The sea monster screamed in agony, but at that moment, a bright blue light also emanated from its hand. A cross-shaped beam of cold light flashed out like lightning, and countless tiny, raindrop-like ice needles flew in all directions!

Seeing the countless ice needles flying towards her, Jie'er's dragon spear spun and danced, its tip striking out like a serpent emerging from its hole, a chaotic flurry of attacks. Jie'er displayed her unparalleled spear skills, each strike precisely destroying the incoming ice needles. In the next instant, numerous ice crystal fragments danced in the air, each tracing a pale blue path, while a streak of crimson light, like lightning, pierced through the sea monster's chest!

It pierced his heart, but while Jie'er's spear was still stuck inside the sea monster's body, the other two sea monsters rushed forward. This was the dragon spear's weakness; although powerful, its excessive length made it vulnerable in combat. (Note: The last sentence appears to be an unrelated advertisement and has been omitted from the translation.) The community is filled with unmarried women and middle-aged women dissatisfied with reality and indulging in romantic fantasies. No login or identity required, allowing for free movement, making it a relatively ideal place.

The intermediate-level ice magic "Giant Hailstorm" and the lower-level ice magic "Frost Cone" were unleashed in a combined attack. Hailstones the size of helmets fell from the void, like the mighty warhammer of the god of war, Mars, showering a deathly rain upon Jie'er's head. Dozens of sharp, spear-like ice cones shot up from beneath her feet. At this moment, Jie'er smiled sweetly, a cold glint flashing in her hand. Her original, thick dragon spear transformed into a light and agile rapier. (Note: A rapier is a sword with a blade only the size of a single blade.) With a sword as thick as a long needle, Jie'er easily pulled the thin rapier from the chest of the already dead sea monster. (Note: Jie'er was just pretending to lure the sea monsters into a false sense of security and rushing forward to their deaths.) In an instant, a massive, dazzling sword aura, almost tangible, pierced the air with a sharp whistling sound. Hail and ice spikes exploded, transforming into a sky full of stars. This attack not only shattered the double attack of hail and ice spikes but also cleaved the two sea monsters in two. Yet, at that moment, smiles appeared on the faces of the two sea monsters!

"Oh no!" A sense of foreboding flashed through Jie'er's mind. She thought that the fire monsters, which had been bound by the slowing spell cast by Nightwalker, should be recovering by now. She hurriedly turned around and saw a blast of hot air hitting her, and a long, serpentine, blazing red flame rushing towards her.

Chapter Ten: Dragon Language Magic

A brilliant flame, a manifestation of dragon magic, surged from the front, exploding violently. But then, a ghostly blue light emanated from Jie'er, and the slender rapier in her hand transformed into a large, gleaming silver-white blade. Jie'er swung the blade, drawing a beautiful blue arc in front of her. A wave-like blue light formed a transparent crystal wall, blocking the soaring flames. But the next moment, four fire demonic beasts charged forward. "White Wolf Ice Fang Slash!" A flash of bright, yet chilling light... An unparalleled blade cleaved down upon the fiery beast, its chilling edge leaving a trail of frost as it sliced through the air. In an instant, blood splattered. As the fiery beast was split in two, the blade swiftly swept across the abdomen of another beast. Finally, with a turn, the tip of Jie'er's blade plunged into the body of the remaining beast. Cries of agony rose and fell. After several flashes of light, several mangled monster corpses lay on the floor!

"How is this possible?! All the monsters I summoned have been wiped out!!" On the bustling street, a middle-aged man with a goatee exclaimed in disbelief. "Damn it! If this continues, the client's mission will be impossible to complete." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, agitated. He knew that the client's identity was extraordinary; if the mission failed, he would likely lose his life. Since the target was so troublesome, he had no choice but to summon that unruly creature.

The middle-aged man made up his mind. He began to gather all the magic power within him, preparing to summon the strongest monster among his summoned beasts. He chanted a series of ancient and mysterious incantations while his hands moved rapidly, changing into various magical hand gestures. When the magic power reached its peak, the man finally finished reciting the last syllable. In an instant, a dazzling green light spread out from him, instantly enveloping the entire city and forming a giant green barrier. A circular crack gradually appeared in the ground around him, and the ground began to tremble violently. Then, amidst the terrified screams of the surrounding crowd, a giant green dragon covered in dark green scales, with strong hind legs, a pair of bony wings on its back, a tail covered in barbs, and forelimbs, burst out from the ground. Its earth-shattering dragon roar pierced the eardrums of the panicked people who were fleeing in terror!

Countless people collapsed in the streets, clutching their splitting headaches. Meanwhile, Ye Xing and his companions in the inn noticed the strange occurrence outside. In fact, the moment that creature appeared, both Ye Xing and Jie'er felt a strange sensation, hard to describe, like suddenly falling into another world… "Is it a dragon next!?" Jie'er asked, looking at the terrifying green behemoth outside the window. Her relaxed tone made it seem as if she were facing not a green monster tens of meters long, but merely a small, bluish-green lizard. A pair of pure white wings appeared on Jie'er's back. She opened the window and flew out, facing this monster that would strike fear into the hearts of all adventurers across the entire continent of Hamilton. "Sorry to keep you waiting. I'll stop your bleeding now."

Yin Hai sat beside the wounded Ye Xing, his hands emitting healing light, white light blooming like flowers on Ye Xing's body. At the wound, Yin Hai used all her knowledge of healing arts to its fullest extent, but she found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop Ye Xing from bleeding profusely. This was understandable; an ordinary person suffering such a severe injury would have died three times over. Yin Hai anxiously shed tears, constantly chanting healing spells until her throat became hoarse without her noticing. But halfway through the treatment, the extremely weak Ye Xing suddenly struggled to sit up and cried out, "Quick…stop Jie'er! That guy is…" He choked on blood, coughing violently. "Ye Xing, do you know him?" Yin Hai remembered the person Ye Xing knew—the one who had helped them greatly but was also the murderer who had slaughtered their entire clan—the Black Dragon Aishuros. This time, he appeared before them as a dragon, so Yin Hai naturally connected the dots. "No! That guy…no…" "He's a real... dragon, he's a (forbidden existence)!" "A forbidden existence!?" Hearing this unfamiliar term, Yin Hai's mind was filled with questions. "Yes! In the past, some humans who longed for the dragons' immense power and long lifespan would steal the bones and parts of the corpses of dead dragons, then use those as a medium to perform a spell called 'Dragon Transformation Technique.' If successful, the human would become a real dragon, but if they failed, they would become a (forbidden existence) like him!" Ye Xing laboriously reached out, pointing to the giant green beast confronting Jie'er outside the window. "Is this true? Humans can actually become dragons?" "No! I think this is just a rumor, because in the long history of the dragon race, no one has ever successfully completed this 'Dragon Transformation Technique.' Everyone who challenges the 'Dragon Transformation Technique' is like..." He too became a "forbidden existence." Nightwalker's gaze was fixed on the "forbidden existence," his eyes burning with an imperceptible dark fire. "Eighth Form of the Ethereal Cloud Sword - Orchid Moon Dance!" To execute the eighth form, Jie'er's knife transformed back into a sword. Then, a vast expanse of deep darkness descended, turning day into night. The night was as serene and elegant as an ink painting. Pale purple and pink light danced on the sword, and a huge orchid appeared in the sky above the street. At the same time, a bright moon slowly rose, and the budding orchid bloomed under the bright moonlight. The delicate pink petals, accompanied by sword energy, surrounded Jie'er. The fragrance of the orchid, carried by the wind, was intoxicating, making people lose their fighting spirit. The delicate and beautiful petals laid out a path of flowers in the air. Jie'er lightly leaped onto this path made of a sea of brightly colored flowers and began to unleash her agile and ever-changing sword techniques!

As Jie'er unleashed her swordplay, a chilling sword aura rippled out with her sword light. Jie'er's swordplay, paired with her slender waist, was as graceful and beautiful as a sword dance, yet this solo dance under the moon concealed a cold killing intent. Her longsword rippled with layers of light and shadow, and streaks of azure sword energy flew towards the (forbidden being) like lightning. But an incredible thing happened: the sword energy passed through his deep green body out of thin air, as if the enormous beast were a wisp of air. Just as Jie'er was taken aback and revealed an opening, the (forbidden being) suddenly roared!

At the same time, several points of shimmering light pierced the opaque night, and countless light orbs emitting an eerie purple glow descended from the sky, trailing blue flames. They seemed to occupy the entire sky, and a rain of light poured down. Jie'er, who was weaving and dodging in the rain of light, did not notice that a light orb was rushing straight at her from the front. She could not dodge in time and was hit in the abdomen. A sharp pain came from her abdomen, and she felt as if her kidneys, liver, intestines and other organs in her stomach had all been shattered by this blow! Moreover, the shattered organs were all mixed together in a jumbled mess. Jie'er was blasted by the light blast and sent flying outside the residential area of Ailian City. "It's useless! (Forbidden beings) are sinners who have abandoned their original existence, vainly attempting to step into the sacred and inviolable Dragon Realm. They are neither dragons nor humans, merely lost souls with dragon-like appearances but devoid of memories and self. Their bodies vanished during the ritual, leaving only their will and soul in this world. Because they have no bodies, physical attacks like sword energy have no effect on them; only forbidden-level magic can destroy their souls." "Like ghosts..." Yin Hai whispered in despair. He turned down, but at that moment, Ye Xing cast a high-level holy spell (pseudo) "Hall of the Gods" on Yin Hai, a spell capable of withstanding forbidden magic. A hazy halo appeared on the floor beneath Yin Hai's feet, and the next second, the halo expanded, revealing a profound and complex magic circle. A holy white light enveloped her, and the warmth of the sun immediately spread around her. At this moment, she heard the hymns of angels. Ye Xing flicked his finger, and a stream of water mixed with ice shards poured over him, soaking his clothes and washing away the bloodstains. The moisture in the air was immediately absorbed by Ye Xing, which not only restored some of his strength but also reopened his wounds. He began to slowly recover, and the parts of his organs that had been eaten were regenerating. Thanks to Yin Hai's previous first aid, his injuries healed so quickly. Once his injuries were almost fully healed, a pair of death flames suddenly ignited on his back, and a pair of black, fiery wings extended. He flapped his wings and flew out of the window, landing above the (forbidden being's) head. At that moment, the space in front of Ye Xing slightly distorted. Ye Xing shouted, and dense black mist was released from his body. The black mist gathered and swirled around him like a vortex. The next second, a huge blade shadow emerged from the black air currents, slashing down with unparalleled power, an irresistible pressure... The force descended from above, forcefully breaking the laws of space and creating a rift in the void. Through this rift, the crowd witnessed a strange world filled with floating islands. These "sky islands" were countless, some small enough for only two or three people to stand on, more like platforms than islands, while others resembled cities. The vast black landscape resembled adult dragons soaring through the sky, and on the ground, towering, white icebergs pierced the night sky like long swords. Strangely, half of this world was a lifeless polar ice field, while the other half was a desert of billowing yellow sand, the friction between the grains of sand sounding like the urgent howls of ghosts.

This world is the homeland of Nightwalker and all dragons—the "Illusionary Realm." Nightwalker draws power directly from the "Illusionary Realm." The wind of his homeland caresses his face, and Nightwalker feels the endless power from the "Illusionary Realm" constantly surging into his body. At this moment, Nightwalker's eyes burst forth with an unprecedented brilliance, and he chants a melodious magic incantation. This is not an ordinary magic incantation, but a dragon language magic with power comparable to a god-level forbidden spell—the Raging Thunder God-Slaying Strike. Dazzling lightning bolts crisscross from his body, and golden currents coil like snakes. In the pitch-black mist around him, twisting lightning bolts burst and flash from time to time. Currents surge and electric snakes dart within the clouds, and the dazzling golden light is like a second sun appearing on the ground. The dazzling golden light forms a huge pillar of light that pierces through the thick clouds, supporting the sky and the earth!

Enveloped in golden light, Ye Xing's figure, crackling with golden lightning, was as valiant and majestic as Apollo, the sun god, or a solemn and awe-inspiring golden-armored deity. In an instant, thunder roared and lightning flashed, relentlessly striking the earth!

The thunder continued to rumble as Ye Xing stretched out his hand, countless currents intertwining and crackling around it, sparks flying from the crackling wires. Golden lightning, poised to strike, coalesced in Ye Xing's palm, unleashing countless raging bolts of electricity alongside a massive, dragon-like bolt of lightning! It displayed its destructive power to the fullest. This strike, imbued with the dimensional power of the "Illusionary Realm," could undoubtedly destroy even the most solid and thickest walls in the world with ease. Even Odin, the king of the Norse gods, would be annihilated if he were to take this attack head-on. Tens of thousands of ferocious golden pythons surged towards the (forbidden being)! A deafening explosion shook the heavens and earth. In the blink of an eye, golden light engulfed everything, turning the entire street into a dazzling spectacle. Whether it was the beautiful streetscape, the panicked fleeing crowd, or the (forbidden being), hundreds of lives shone their last light in this golden glow. Their faint flickering flames of life were swallowed by the golden light, dissipating in the overwhelming power of the Dragon Language Magic – Raging Thunder God-Slaying Strike!

When the intense golden light dissipated, the entire residential area of Ailian City vanished, leaving only a massive crater the size of the Tokyo Dome. Black smoke drifted in the air, and the crater, tens of kilometers wide, testified to the terrifying power of the Dragon Language Magic – Raging Thunder God-Slaying Strike! Only two people survived this horrific catastrophe: Ye Xing, exhausted and collapsed on the ground, and Yin Hai, protected by the "Hall of the Gods." Jie'er was fortunate enough to be blasted away by the (forbidden being) before Ye Xing could unleash his Thunder God-Slaying Strike, flying outside its blast radius.

Chapter Eleven: Passionate Harem

. Two days had passed since the battle that shocked all of Ailian City. Jie'er was severely injured in the battle and needed to rest in a hospital ward for several days. Ye Xing, who should have been the most seriously injured of the three, was surprisingly lively and energetic, a testament to the dragon race's superior wound healing ability and vitality.

Since their previous inn had been reduced to ashes by the astonishing power of the dragon language magic, they found another inn in the commercial district of Ailian City. This time, learning from their previous experience, they took precautions and carried valuables such as checks and money with them. "That girl, Jie'er!"

Nightwalker walked angrily down the inn's corridor. As he was complaining, he suddenly sneezed. What angered him was that after he used the Thunder God-Slaying Strike and passed out, Jie'er didn't heal him with a healing spell. Instead, she threw him into the icy lake like a corpse or a piece of trash, causing him to almost drown after he recovered and woke up.

(Note: Ye Xing cannot swim.) Fortunately, Yin Hai jumped into the water and saved Ye Xing's life. Although dragons heal by absorbing water vapor, it was still excessive

to use healing spells on him, as it would be a waste of magic. Just throwing him into the water would heal his injuries on their own. After throwing Ye Xing into Lake Ai Lian, Jie'er collapsed and was taken to the hospital.

"Room 203, right?"

Ye Xing asked, looking at the room number on the door, holding the room key given to him by the hotel reception. But before he could insert the key into the lock, the door opened by itself!

"Brother!"

Lena leaped energetically from the dimly lit room, throwing herself into the arms of her beloved brother. Nightwalker, experienced in such matters, calmly caught the delectable, large-breasted loli who had offered herself to him. His hands grasped her breasts, his fingers boldly pinching her erect nipples. Her own proud, firm breasts were roughly kneaded and squeezed by her brother, and Lena let out a soft, pleasurable sound.

Nightwalker, his body burning with desire, listened to his alluring sister's seductive moans, and a certain part of him began to stir. Lena's pretty face flushed slightly. Her nipples were already noticeably hardening. The long-lost soft touch of Lena's breasts made Ye Xing impatiently reach into Lena's collar, kneading her large, firm breasts. He rubbed his fingertips against his sister's sensitive nipples, while his other hand caressed her buttocks, then moved to her cleft.

He vigorously kneaded her incredibly elastic breasts while kissing her cherry lips, sucking on her little tongue! Then he gently licked Lena's white earlobe, then took it into his mouth. A tingling sensation spread throughout her body, making her limp in her brother's arms like a ball of cotton.

"Lena! It's only been a few days, and your breasts seem to have gotten even bigger?"

Ye Xing's fingers stretched and bent, each finger kneading different parts of her enormous breasts, which he couldn't grasp with one hand, with varying pressure and speed, gently teasing and stimulating her red nipples. "This is all thanks to Lena massaging her breasts so hard, even though it hurts, to make her brother happy."

Lena leaned against her brother's chest and breathed softly. Hearing his sister say this, Ye Xing's mind naturally conjured up an image of Lena obediently spreading her fair thighs, her fingers parting her labia majora, her labia minora glistening with lustful fluid, clear fluid slowly flowing from her narrow vaginal opening.

She was rubbing her breasts with one hand while masturbating with the other, her fingers scraping against the sensitive vaginal walls caused by engorgement.

The lustful fluid seeping from her private parts soaked her hands and the lining of her panties, and she kept calling out to her brother in a sensual scene.

Thinking of this, Ye Xing's hand suddenly moved down, stroking along Lena's smooth, white waist, finally slipping inside her skirt. Lena felt a dampness between her legs, and a wet stain appeared on her panties. "Come... please appreciate the effort Lena has made for you, brother." Lena, her face flushed, panted as she pressed her brother's hand against her honeyed vulva, which was flowing with nectar. Ye Xing skillfully parted her labia, picked out her small clitoris, and pinched it with his fingers. Then, his sister's snowy buttocks began to sway gently on their own. "What a horny little sister! She can't wait to shake her ass even before I've inserted it." Ye Xing's fingers thrust in and out of Lena's slippery vulva. He used his fingers to dig inside his sister's vagina, stirring and pulling them out after inserting them to the hilt. "Slutty little sister! In a moment, big brother will help relieve the itch down there, and let you taste big brother's big cock!"

"Thrust in hard with my big cock, keep going, feed this thirsty little girl!"

Ye Xing whispered seductive words in his sister's ear, making her private parts increasingly wet. Lena felt something hot and thick already hard and erect, pressing against her buttocks!

Ye Xing carried his sister into the room, the slight vibrations of their walk causing his important parts to gently rub against Lena's lower abdomen. Ye Xing savored this intoxicating and wonderful feeling, while his sister's round and high breasts bounced with the vibrations, the two full and smooth mounds pressing against her brother's warm chest. "Brother, wait a minute!"

Just as Ye Xing was about to carry Lena to the bed and fuck her little hole properly, little Lena stopped her brother. A seductive smile appeared on her little face. "Brother, do you want to know my current bra size?"

Lena asked innocently, blinking her big eyes. "Of course I do!" Ye Xing

, his desire rising, answered without thinking. "Brother! Please accept this, it's to celebrate our reunion..." A small gift for her.

Lena took out a beautifully wrapped box from behind her back and handed it to Yexing. "Brother, you have to wait until Lena turns around before you open it."

Lena turned around, her pretty face flushed. Just thinking about how excited her brother would be when he saw the gift made her climax. "What is it...?"

Yexing opened the box with great anticipation and found a sexy purple embroidered bra inside. Judging from the size, it was definitely Lena's. The bra looked like it had just been taken off, still warm from his sister's body. He brought his nose close to the bra and smelled it. The strong milky scent and Lena's elegant body fragrance immediately filled his nostrils. Yexing looked at the bra and wondered what size his sister was. "...C, D, E, F!"

Thinking of this, he could no longer suppress the lust in his body. Yexing forced Lena onto the bed and quickly took off her clothes. After taking off her skirt, he discovered... Today, the younger sister was wearing a pair of white, transparent panties that barely covered her vulva with a few ribbons. Her tender, smooth legs were covered in black suspender stockings. Little Lena, grinning, unbuckled her brother's belt, took off his night trousers, and after removing her soaking wet panties, Lena's naked body, like a sculpture of white jade, faintly shimmered with a soft glow. The smooth curves of her breasts and the exquisite, voluptuous lines of her body were captivating, and the deep, alluring cleavage between her breasts... A clear cleavage was exposed before Ye Xing's eyes, occasionally emitting a soft, snowy white light. Below her smooth abdomen, the ten-year-old girl's genitals were perfectly shaped. Her face was still so delicate, her eyes so alluring, and her 34F breasts still so firm. Even after admiring her many times, Ye Xing was still captivated by her beautiful figure.

He couldn't resist touching her fair and tender breasts, his tongue even lightly pecking at her glistening, bright red nipples. Instantly, Lena felt a strange sensation surge from her chest to every part of her body like waves, and her entire body trembled slightly. Lena's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and Ye Xing's face was pressed against her body. He slowly and carefully traced the curves of Lena's body, gently licking and kissing his sister's smooth skin, while his hands slowly moved over her body.

Her legs were tightly wrapped around her brother's waist, and her pair of high, firm breasts swayed slightly with her breath. Ye Xing stared at her full breasts, which swayed like waves. Look, he bent down and buried his head in the deep cleavage. The rich milky scent of his sister filled his nostrils, mixed with a faint fragrance. She felt her brother's hot lips pressed against her tender breasts, and she let out a passionate moan. Lena hugged Yexing's head in ecstasy, letting him kiss her full, proud breasts to his heart's content. Yexing carefully licked the red grapes on her breasts, then opened his mouth and took her right nipple into his mouth, his teeth biting the erect bud with varying degrees of pressure.

"Brother...please hurry and put it in..." While Lena was lost in passion, Ye Xing parted her tightly closed legs, and Lena used her hands to spread her tender, red vulva, revealing her pink labia minora like two tiny flower petals. He first gently nudged her clitoris with his large penis, while using one hand to part her labia and then his middle finger to rub her clitoris, his fingertip rubbing up and down against it. The movements gradually increased until his finger was slowly inserted into her vagina, and Lena let out a soft moan of pleasure. Her body swayed slightly as Ye Xing continued to penetrate deeper. Since her labia were still open, Ye Xing could clearly see his fingers entering and exiting her vagina. Finally, he couldn't resist pressing his entire palm onto her slightly bulging mound of flesh and began to massage her, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. All four fingers were inserted into her honey hole, while his thumb gently rubbed her clitoris. This action was unbearable for Lena, and her whole body began to stir restlessly. She felt conflicted, wanting to scream and moan at the same time. Her buttocks began to move rhythmically up and down, and slowly, more and more honey flowed out of her vagina.

Then, Ye Xing's thick, swollen penis relentlessly pounded against Lena's soft lower abdomen. The enormous penis rubbed against her snow-white, soft skin, and clear, sticky fluid overflowed from its head, dripping down and wetting her smooth lower abdomen. His penis gently rubbed against her soft skin. He gripped his penis, involuntarily using his waist strength to thrust his penis forward forcefully. The purplish-red weapon mercilessly pierced in, forcefully widening Lena's delicate vagina, tightly constricting the umbrella-shaped section behind the glans. The edges of the vaginal walls, engorged with blood from the enlargement, turned a vibrant red.

Later, the swollen glans repeatedly pounded against the soft mucous membrane. Each time Ye Xing penetrated, he felt the vagina was incredibly smooth, as if an attraction was pulling his penis in, forcing him to insert it as deeply as possible. Each withdrawal brought out a large amount of honey-like fluid, its floral scent intoxicating, making him increasingly aroused, and driving Ye Xing to thrust into her again and again with unbearable urgency.

Her beautiful moans and the wet, squelching sounds of his penis thrusting in and out excited Ye Xing even more. Naturally alluring, she lost consciousness in the throes of pleasure, instinctively rotating and thrusting her lower body, unconsciously contracting her vaginal muscles to rub against her brother's penis.

Ye Xing's penis powerfully moved in and out of her delicate, limp naked body, while his hands kneaded her breasts with pleasure. Red finger marks gradually appeared on Lena's snow-white breasts from her brother's caresses, but Ye Xing showed no sign of stopping, relentlessly slapping her round breasts.

"Ah... Brother... no... it hurts!" she cried out in pain, her muscles contracting in waves of agony, her vaginal opening tightening with each penetration.

Ye Xing relished the exquisite feeling of her delicate, tight vaginal walls encircling him with each thrust. One hand continued its rhythmic movements, while the other gripped her rosy nipple tightly, squeezing and stretching it with ever-increasing force. His lower body thrust wildly and recklessly, his knowledge of her sensitive spots quickly bringing her to a state of ecstatic climax, causing her to lose consciousness in the throes of desire.

The pain in her upper body transformed the sensation of being impacted in her lower body into a tingling, numbing sensation. The contrasting sensations intertwined, making her feel more and more uncomfortable than ever before. Breathing became increasingly difficult. The walls of Lena's honeyed cave tightly gripped the invading fiery dragon, waves of tingling pleasure spreading from top to bottom throughout her body. When the glans touched the core of her honeyed cave, Ye Xing began to thrust with ferocious force and speed, each thrust a brutal method of pulling out completely and then slamming back in. Instantly, immense pain coursed through her body, and Lena's delicate body arched upwards like a taut bowstring. Ye Xing's unrestrained and intense thrusting caused Lena to continuously moan. With the friction of her brother's large penis against the walls of her vagina, the pain slowly subsided, and she faintly felt the sweet pleasure slowly seeping out. Ye Xing, seemingly possessing inexhaustible energy, continued his relentless thrusting, penetrating to the hilt and then forcefully withdrawing. His frenzied, rapid thrusting caused Lena's tender labia to open and close repeatedly, his glans deeply embedded in her clitoris. Her vaginal fluids flowed like urine, soaking her buttocks. "Ah...yes...yes...so...so good...ah...ah...it's killing me...ah!" The younger sister cried out, responding to her brother's fierce onslaught with twisting and turning of her hips. Her vagina contracted forcefully, and Lena offered no resistance, only rapidly twisting her waist and swaying her hips, intensifying the pleasure. Her vagina gripped his penis as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of sperm, this tightness fueling Ye Xing's desire to ejaculate directly inside her.

The scalding fluids soaked the pure white sheets. On Lena's numb body, only the sensation of her brother's penis thrusting in and out remained vividly clear.

Her tender clitoris, at the very end of her vaginal opening, was already numb and tingling from the impact, as if an uncontrollable torrent of lust was about to burst forth.

"We really are siblings! Even our bodies are perfectly compatible." The thought that the person moaning beneath him was his own sister, sharing the same blood, filled Ye Xing with immense excitement. The pleasure derived from this incestuous act was intoxicating, leaving him unable to extricate himself. At this moment, Ye Xing felt her uterine contractions intensify, creating a strong suction, and her love juices were constantly seeping from her opening. He knew his sister was about to climax! "Lena, is... a lewd pet kept to satisfy... your brother's lust. Please, brother, shoot all your semen on Lena." Lena, covered in semen and saliva, cried out in a sweet voice. Ye Xing looked at his dazed sister, his heart filled with the pleasure of conquest. His large hands grabbed and kneaded her large breasts. Lena's tender flesh tightly wrapped around his penis, writhing and rubbing with his movements. Lena, her body burning hot, began to twist her body restlessly. Her pink tongue unconsciously licked her lips. Her delicate, fair cheeks were flushed with an almost sickly red, and her eyes were glazed and blank. Only a few broken pleas for mercy could be heard from her throat, but they were already mixed with clearly audible moans.

Lena, panting softly as she reached climax after climax, was still relentlessly pursued by Ye Xing. With a low growl, he pressed his entire body against hers, his penis plunging deep inside her. The engorged glans almost pierced her clitoris, and he began to thrust violently at the deepest point. "Ah...ah...ah!" Lena groaned loudly, her soft vagina suddenly tightening as if trying to suck her brother in. Gushes of fluid spurted from deep within her body onto the hot glans. "Ugh...ah!" Her brother's powerful thrusts sent her to another peak, but exhausted, she could only relax her limbs completely. Her large, dreamy eyes were completely vacant, as if she had entered another world.

At this moment, Ye Xing picked up Lena and made her contract her constantly wet, gushing vagina, aligning it with his penis. The glans of his penis rubbed back and forth between the two honeyed lips of her vagina. Lena used her waist to move her hips back and forth, slowly squatting down. When her petals touched the glans, she said sweetly, "Lena...it's so hot...and it's so wet down there..." Lena's face was full of shy expression.

"Ah...ah...ah..." As Lena's honeyed vagina slowly swallowed Ye Xing's erect penis inch by inch, she let out a joyful moan. Lena began to lift her hips and move them up and down.

"Oh...brother's Nanbang Kingdom is so big...so big..." Lena cried out. Although the penis was only halfway in, it already gave her an extremely full and satisfying feeling. But she still panted and sat down with all her might, letting the penis penetrate her completely.

"Ah...ah...uh...ah...oh..." Gradually, after a hundred or so strokes, a large amount of love fluid flowed from her vagina, covering Ye Xing's large penis. The tingling pleasure in her vagina gradually increased, and her moans grew louder.

"Thrust into me harder! Faster, it feels so good, little sister!" Ye Xing heard this and began to thrust upwards forcefully. "I can't take it anymore, brother, you're so good at it, it feels so good, oh!...it's killing me!

Oh...I want...harder...thrust all the way in...ah!...keep going!" The violent penis forced open the tight vaginal walls and penetrated directly into her body. At this moment, Lena fully felt the fullness and satisfaction of her vagina being filled to the brim. Her slender wrists quickly gripped Ye Xing's upper body, forming a tight embrace of her brother's strong body.

"Oh... Brother, thrust harder into Lena... thrust me through... Ah... I've never felt like this before... Faster... Faster... I'm going crazy... Lena will... go crazy... Ah...

Ahh... Brother,

you're so amazing... Ah... Ah... I can't take it anymore..." Lena's body trembled slightly, tears welling up in her tightly closed eyes. Then her whole body went limp. Her beautiful, slender legs wrapped around Ye Xing's waist, her face buried next to his sweaty face. Lena clung tightly to her brother's strong body, her fair, lustrous naked body moving wildly up and down. The irresistible surge of passion drove him to bury his face between her fragrant breasts like a madman. Seemingly infected by his excitement, her tender lower body also became plump and juicy. Then, in sync with each powerful throbbing of his penis, Lena arched her back, moaning with pleasure.

As Lena's body swayed up and down, the penis penetrated her honey hole with even greater ferocity. The massive penis thrashed and scraped violently within her honey hole, even impacting her uterus at its deepest point. Maintaining this position, their intense intercourse continued.

The brother's powerful, enormous penis relentlessly pounded against her honey hole, his tightly joined waist constantly being struck. The massive penis scraped against the soft flesh within her honey hole, and even the skin on Lena's inner thighs seemed to feel the passion emanating from her brother's large penis. Her glistening breasts bounced incessantly before Ye Xing's eyes, and her wanton, alluring moans echoed throughout the room. Her already tight vagina contracted violently, and with his roar, the penis thrust forcefully to its deepest point. An unbearable, excruciating pain surged through her, making Lena feel as if her brother's thick, long penis was about to pierce through her tender uterine wall! During Ye Xing's frenzied thrusting, Lena's large breasts swayed wantonly.

He gently pinched and played with the two peanut-sized nipples, then lowered his head and sucked and bit them with his big mouth, as if he wouldn't stop until he sucked out some milk. Her swollen private parts were ravaged by her brother's penis countless times. "Brother, no, no, I can't take it anymore, it hurts, it hurts so much!" Lena continued to make her brother's dragon even more ferocious with her ecstatic expression. The sister cried out for mercy, but her body did not obey her brother's brutality. At this moment, Ye Xing suddenly felt his penis go numb, and he quickly and happily shot all his semen into his sister's body. It felt like he had been shooting for a long time. Even while he was ejaculating, his penis was still thrusting violently. After he finished, Ye Xing pulled his penis out of his sister's body, but even though he had already ejaculated, his big penis was still majestic and thick, without any signs of softening. Looking at her brother's fiery dragon, which was longer than a horse's penis, little Lena couldn't help but feel lustful again. "Please give Lena your big penis, brother."

Lena, completely naked, knelt on the floor, her small mouth slightly open, her wet tongue darting out as she panted softly. Her hands were slightly bent in front of her chest, resembling a little female dog begging for food from her master. A surge of desire rose within her, hot nectar dripping onto the carpet like rain. "Lena, you're so naughty! You've dirtied the carpet. Your brother will punish you properly,

" Ye Xing said, pointing to the large puddle of liquid on the red carpet. He then forcefully pressed his sister's head down, making her lick the warm nectar that had flowed from her. "After you lick it all clean, your brother will reward you properly."

"Yes.

" Lena licked intently with her soft, delicate tongue, her round, peach-like buttocks raised high. Like a kitten licking milk from a plate, she stuck out her pink tongue to lick the mixture of her brother's pungent semen and her own nectar. When she finally finished licking it all clean, Ye Xing, sitting on the edge of the bed, spread his legs and beckoned to her, saying, "Come! I've kept you waiting, here's a delicious cock."

When Lena crawled to Ye Xing's cock, he immediately thrust his magnificent dragon to her lips. A hard, majestic penis, erect and angry, stood straight before Lena's eyes.

Lena's face was still flushed from her recent orgasm. She stared at the cock, covered in a mixture of love juice and semen, a filthy liquid. She stretched out her small, delicate hands, unable to grasp it all at once, and could only support it with both hands.

She felt... The heat and hardness of this thing, the smooth and delicate tip—it possessed the power to unlock the deep-seated desire within her.

Of course, Lena didn't just want to feel it; she wanted to savor it. Holding her brother's penis, she slowly brought the tip closer.

She tossed her hair, furrowed her brow in a coquettish yet reproachful gesture, her cheeks flushed, and slowly took the tip into her mouth. She meticulously licked the penis, which was covered in her own juices, her small tongue entwining around the purplish-red glans, taking in every last drop. Then, she lowered her tongue, pressing it against the thick tip, letting the clear saliva moisten the cleanly licked penis. Her tongue then skillfully licked around it, continuously bringing the penis's owner unparalleled pleasure.

"Mmm... gurgle... chuckle... tsk tsk..." The way his younger sister licked his penis so wantonly aroused Ye Xing's lower body again. His semi-erect penis became engorged and swollen again under Lena's licking.

Then, Lena parted her cherry lips slightly and sucked on the thickest tip like a baby nursing, then slowly took it in, her cheeks swelling and shrinking, until finally she had taken most of the penis into her mouth. After Lena

took it in as if it were a treasure, the loli's warm and flexible tongue made Ye Xing close his eyes comfortably and enjoy it. At this moment, her fingers had already spread open her two petals, and her slender middle finger kept stabbing and probing into the tight little hole inside. Each time it went in and out, it brought out drops of obscene juice, which flowed down her legs.

Her other hand tightly circled her brother's penis, sucking it as if it were a delicacy she had never seen before. Her lips were covered with a juice that was hard to tell whether it was saliva or something else.

Lena's watery eyes, pleading, glanced upwards at her brother, who was half-asleep and immersed in pleasure.

"Your licking method is so degrading. Is your penis really that delicious?" Nightwalker lewdly chuckled. "Delicious… Brother's penis is so delicious!" Lena licked her brother's penis with ecstasy, her appearance incredibly sexy, alluring, and utterly lewd!

Then, her brother let out a deep, powerful growl, and thick semen erupted into her mouth. Before Lena could swallow, the white semen filled her mouth, some slowly dripping from the corners of her mouth, landing on her breasts and her silk-stockinged legs. The elegant black stockings and the cloudy semen created an obscene contrast.

Nightwalker withdrew his still-ejaculating penis from his sister's mouth, letting the remaining semen spray onto her pretty face and purple hair. The seductive Lena put the hot semen that had just dripped onto her breasts into her mouth, chewing and sucking with a slurping sound.

Lena, her upper body drenched in semen, swallowed a large amount of thick semen. Then, she continued to rub her brother's penis, licking away every last drop of semen. She then took his now-soft penis into her mouth, squeezing it with her thumb and forefinger to ensure all the semen was inside. Next, she caught the semen flowing from her own wet, erotic vagina and ate it. Finally, she lay on the bed licking up the semen that had dripped during intercourse.

Lena then licked away the remaining semen from her brother's penis, carefully cleaning it from head to toe, including the scrotum. After swallowing all the thick semen that had gushed out, Lena lifted her head, letting out a satisfied sigh, and gave her brother a lewd smile. The moment her sister spat out his penis, a mixture of her saliva and semen connected his penis to her tongue—a scene of extreme lewdness! With one hand, she grasped Ye Xing's slightly drooping penis, gently stroking it up and down. With her other hand, she reached for her brother's scrotum, massaging it with varying pressure. Lena's skillful technique stimulated Ye Xing's still-burning desire; in his sister's hands, his penis remained erect and trembling.

Lena's caresses sent a surge of heat through his body, another wave of excitement

washing over him. He lightly rubbed his penis against his sister's lips a few times, then, grasping his penis, parted her moist lips and thrust it into her warm mouth, pumping vigorously. Lena's pink tongue licked the head of her brother's penis, sucking away his own love juices. From her vibrant red lips, his thick penis moved in and out, comfortably bathed in thick saliva. Under the skilled licking of this seductive and alluring woman, it rose high again.

"Lena, how is Auntie now?"

Ye Xing stroked Lena's head as she served him between his legs. Lena's body trembled, her shoulders shaking. "Um... Mom... she's still... the same as before," she stammered.

"Is that so?"

Hearing his sister's answer, Ye Xing sighed deeply. He looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought. Lena, kneeling between her brother's legs, served him even more diligently, making "woo, woo?" sounds. It was a very lewd and stimulating scene: a pure young girl moving between a man's legs, her cute face displaying an innocent expression, her full, elastic breasts occasionally swaying up and down in the air, her tender, rosy vulva enclosing a luscious clitoris, and below her beautiful vulva were a pair of long, slender legs. He reached out and stroked a small area on the back of his sister's neck where a severe burn had occurred. The scar left behind is usually hidden by Lena's long, flowing purple hair, making it difficult to spot unless her hair is parted. This scar represents a psychological trauma that will never heal for her, but it also symbolizes her bond with her brother. While Lena and Nightwalker are siblings, they are half-siblings. Nightwalker's father is Count Sit of the Black Dragon Clan, Nightwalker's mother is a noblewoman of the Golden Dragon Clan, and Lena's mother is a childhood sweetheart of both their fathers, though she is a commoner without noble status. Nightwalker's mother, on the other hand, is the only daughter of Duke Keret, the invincible general of the Golden Dragon Clan, known as the Desert Eagle. In other words, Nightwalker is a hybrid of Black and Golden Dragon blood, which explains his black eyes and hair.

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