[Urban] The Legend of Sword and Fairy: The Prequel (Complete) - 8

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Volume 2, "The Witch Queen Chapter," Chapter 5:

"What's wrong? Speechless?"

"It feels like it's been a long time since I've done this... so I'm a little scared."

"How could that be?"

"I feel like I've missed out on something."

"How about this?"

Wu Molong reached down again, flipping open her panties and teasing her soft, sensitive secret area...

"Ah... here... it's so dirty! Ah... but... I feel so strange!"

Thinking carefully, these techniques were completely beyond the reach of the immature Wu Molong three years ago.

For Wu Molong, these three years had passed uneventfully.

But for Shi Jiaolong, these three years were just fragmented, hazy memories.

Her lover seemed to have grown three years in a single day, and she herself felt like she had slept through three meaningless years...

a complete waste of three years...

"Ah... here... ah... ah..."

Even with all her thoughts, Wu Molong's instincts drove him to continue until Shi Jiaolong's vagina began to relax, her thighs soaked with sweet love fluid!

Wu Molong raised his thick, long penis and slowly entered Shi Jiaolong's most private secret garden...

"Ah... Ugh... It feels... so strange..."

"No way... What's wrong?"

"Senior brother's... skills are... much better... It feels like... I've gained something."

Hearing this, Wu Molong felt relieved and gradually increased the speed of his thrusts, pressing his warm lips to his lover's small mouth. In this way, the two became entangled.

He picked up Shi Jiaolong, and the two remained in a state of intercourse. Wu Molong went to the bed, pressed Shi Jiaolong down, and used his weight to insert his penis even deeper.

"Senior brother... It's... so deep here, insert it again... insert it again... mmm..."

Shi Jiaolong's condition at this moment reminded Wu Molong of their first time being intimate. At that time, Shi Jiaolong was just like now, not only highly sensitive, but also always liked to clench her vagina tightly, sucking on his penis like an octopus.

Over the past three years, everything they had experienced and learned together had vanished from one of them. In its place was a girl, as shy and sensitive as ever, like a young girl experiencing her first love.

Struggling between this feeling of gain and loss, Wu Molong was caught in a web of love and hate!

On one hand, he rediscovered the Shi Jiaolong of the past, now feeling a sense of conquest, a desire to violate a virgin, yet at the same time, he knew that the beauty before him had shared his bed for years.

Lost in his thoughts, he inadvertently ejaculated, trembling slightly, streams of white fluid gushing from his penis, splashing onto Shi Jiaolong's body.

"This... I haven't come yet!"

"Sorry, come on, let's do it again."

Wu Molong gently embraced Shi Jiaolong, and from their first kiss, they looked like lovers tasting forbidden fruit for the first time. He gently caressed the girl's body with his hands, lightly brushing across Shi Jiaolong's back.

"Ah...ya ya..."

With a soft moan, she deflated like a punctured balloon, collapsing onto Wu Molong's strong shoulders.

"You think I don't know? Your back is very sensitive; a gentle touch of Yin energy will make you weak."

The beauty lay in his arms as Wu Molong skillfully kneaded Shi Jiaolong's soft breasts. The tender flesh deformed in his hands, the nipples stimulating and protruding sharply.

He then took one nipple into his mouth, gently licking it with his tongue...

"Ah...Senior brother! Don't suck so hard...it won't produce any milk."

Shi Jiaolong shuddered, her legs flaring as if she couldn't find her balance. Her face flushed crimson, her hands becoming helpless, clinging tightly to her lover.

With Wu Molong's movements, Shi Jiaolong's breathing quickened.

Finally, Wu Molong's fingers traced a path from her chest to her lower abdomen, across her navel, and down to her overflowing vulva.

"Ahhh...!!!!"

Her sensitive body could no longer withstand the stimulation, and Shi Jiaolong reached her climax instantly.

She felt as if her soul was about to soar into the sky, her whole being seemingly turning into mist, melting into one with the man she deeply loved...

After a while, Shi Jiaolong awoke from her dazed state.

She was still lying in Wu Molong's arms, and Wu Molong, besides supporting her with one hand, continued to roam freely over her body with the other, his handsome face pressed against hers, wantonly licking away the fragrant sweat and tears from her climax, lightly kissing from her eyes to her ears...

"Senior Brother..."

Shi Jiaolong leaned in and kissed Wu Molong passionately.

At the same time, she noticed a hard, erect penis between Wu Molong's legs, which she still stubbornly held high.

Shi Jiaolong chuckled, voluntarily leaving Wu Molong's grasp. Swaying her slender waist, she took his large glans into her cherry lips. From the sensation on her tongue, Shi Jiaolong tasted the sticky fluid secreted by his penis.

It was fishy, like drinking raw blood, yet a wild and primal desire lurked within.

She felt she must have done this countless times before, but she couldn't remember a single time. Whenever she couldn't recall her past memories with her lover, Shi Jiaolong felt a pang of sorrow…

Just as she was about to cry, Wu Molong lifted her head, withdrew his penis, and softly comforted her…

“Long'er, what's wrong?”

If Shi Jiaolong had actually cried, it would have been quite a sight.

Imagine, a girl not yet twenty performing oral sex on a thirty-year-old man, crying while doing so—it would have looked as if Wu Molong were raping her.

"It's nothing... I was just overthinking. I wanted to remember the things we did together..."

Wu Molong paused, then asked curiously, "...Silly child. What does it matter?"

"Nothing? Are the things we did together unrelated?"

"I didn't say that..."

He picked Shi Jiaolong up again, gently brushing her long, flowing hair aside. Wu Molong had never been so kind to anyone in his life, not even when he was with Shi Jiaolong.

"The past is important, of course, but we have things more important than that."

"Senior brother..."

"You don't need to keep up. If you can't keep up, I'll wait for you! Long'er, forget about yesterday. Tomorrow we'll still have stories that belong only to the two of us. After these stories pass, they'll become new memories, won't they?"

"Senior brother..."

For Shi Jiaolong, the most uneasy and most at peace day of her life had passed.

Her heart had never been so content. Looking into her beloved's unwavering eyes, she believed it all!

This look had appeared twice in Wu Molong's life.

The first time was when he fought Elder Shi and declared he would marry Shi Jiaolong; the second time was when he swore to become famous throughout the Central Plains. He accomplished both.

This was the third time!

He wasn't even this certain when he decided to kill the emperor.

On the dining table on the warship that day, three important figures from the Black Miao sat.

This meal was supposed to be an important meeting to discuss the next battle, but...

the atmosphere of the conversation was extremely strange!

Amidst the serious atmosphere of discussing thousands of troops, there were also sweet and warm laughs. It

was really unsettling...

"Ahem...!!"

Looking at his daughter and disciple, Elder Shi couldn't help but cough.

"Master, what's wrong? Are you sick?"

Wu Molong hugged Shi Jiaolong, gently stroking her slender waist, and asked radiantly.

"What were you two doing in the room?"

"Nothing, we were just discussing the plan we'd be carrying out later."

"But what's with you two being so close, like you're glued together?"

Indeed, Wu Molong and Shi Jiaolong were like conjoined twins, inseparable, their expressions and attitudes like blushing children.

In a way, it was quite a strange sight.

"Master, you're overthinking it. We didn't do anything. Right?!"

"That's right!"

"Never mind... anyway, you'll be husband and wife soon, this old man can't control that much."

"Yes, Father-in-law!"

Wu Molong affectionately called him Father-in-law, which made Elder Shi's heart leap with the thought of killing him for the first time!

"...My heart is cold. You should just call me Master Shi or Master."

Elder Shi couldn't stand this nauseating atmosphere; he brushed the goosebumps from his arms, even his energy for cursing seemed frozen.

"Father, when will we make our move?"

"Oh!? Finally, everyone's getting a little motivated?"

"Because if we finish quickly, I can become my senior brother's wife!"

"Wife! If you want, I'll marry you right now!"

"Husband!!!"

"Enough...stop playing around! Tomorrow, we're launching our attack."

"What? So soon...Master Shi, what happened?"

"A message just arrived by carrier pigeon; all the Black Miao people must return to the capital of Nanzhao!"

Tomorrow

will be a day of upheaval and earth-shattering change!

The Red Wolf returns to its homeland; memories of the past resurface;

Han soldiers pour down rain on Nanzhao; war and natural disasters rage!

A shocking witch appears; gentle beauty and boundless joy.

A glimpse of a handsome young man wielding a divine sword—could it be Li Sansi?

Volume Two, "The Witch Queen's Chapter," Chapter 6:

A light boat floats on the water. After the torrential rain, the sky brightens again. The water flows endlessly from upstream to downstream. Several banyan trees stand upright in the river, for just half a year ago, this place was nothing more than a lush

, low-lying forest. This place is in the southwest, and its climate should be stable, even occasionally a bit dry. Why then, this year, torrential rains have fallen from the sky, and within a single day, the water has reached waist-deep? The torrential rains have ruined crops, flooded the land, and the sky has been filled with thunder and lightning. Many Black Miao people have been electrocuted and died in the water...

This is Nanshao City, located in the southern part of Lingshan Mountain. It is the place where the Treasure Mirror once resided. Successive witch kings have sat on a low hill, with the dense forest of Lingshan Mountain behind them and the Black Miao farmers and people living below the hill in front. The outer perimeter is a sturdy round wooden wall.

The Black Miao people are physically strong, taller and more robust than the Han Chinese. Many among them are sorcerers and shamans, and their soldiers are skilled in both combat and archery. Archers positioned on high ground on the city walls can fire arrows that reach beyond the wooden walls themselves, which is why the Central Plains' two invasions of the Black Miao failed.

But today, a high-ranking official from the Central Plains stands easily on Miao land. Born into the Black Miao tribe, yet not a Black Miao person, he holds an official position but is ordered to attack his own homeland. He once turned against his master, harmed his disciples, and poisoned his subordinates. Five days ago, he was a favorite of the emperor; today, he is being hunted down by his own men on imperial orders… Still relying on his own hands? How can that be satisfying? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator, anime virgin physical sex toy, highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

A remarkable person, with an extraordinary past, his name is Bang'er Yaqi. Bang'er means wolf, an ancient Miao word, while Yaqi is the ancient Xiongnu term for warrior.

Most people don't call him by his real name; he has a famous nickname, more people have heard of it than his real name.

Mad Demon Seven Villages Martial Dragon!

A name that once struck fear into the hearts of civil and military officials in the imperial court. Like a cunning rabbit with three burrows, he commanded seven large villages, each a major threat to the court…

He returned to his hometown with a complex identity.

In the drizzling rain, Martial Dragon's warships were moored beneath the city walls.

At this moment, the water level in the civilian district of Nanshao City was almost up to the rooftops. Everyone had laid planks across the rooftops to connect them, so they could help each other.

"Sigh... the flood seems to have risen even higher? At this rate, even the royal city might be lost..."

a soldier said. Wu Molong looked and saw that indeed, there had been another heavy rain yesterday, and the water level had risen by nearly a foot. He gazed at the towering Black Miao royal city, standing firm against the wind and rain.

"That's right... my house is completely submerged!"

"I heard this is all the work of the Witch Queen. I really don't know what grudge our people have against her that she would want to harm our whole family!"

This was the conversation between the soldier and another soldier, and most of the other groups were in the same boat. One of the soldiers noticed Wu Molong's warship, glanced at him, and then ignored the conversation.

Wu Molong sighed. He recalled that he recognized one of the two Black Miao soldiers. Several years ago, when he was still a Black Miao warrior, he had met the Witch Queen with one of the soldiers and had received her favor.

The soldier who had seen Wu Molong didn't seem to react much, perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for almost five or six years?

The warrior before the palace was different from other Black Miao soldiers; he often wore a ghost-shaped mask, his identity shrouded in mystery. Apart from the Black Miao themselves and key members of the sect, no one knew his true identity.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy to hear your idol being spoken ill of?"

Behind him, an old man spoke. He was wise and powerful, with piercing eyes and deep-set temples; his skill surpassed even Wu Molong's. This was his master, Elder Shi, the head of the four Black Miao elders.

"Master Shi... is the sect leader's mouth really that powerful? I know he's always been good at spreading rumors and distorting the truth, but..."

"Shh... Senior brother, be careful, walls have ears."

A handsome Black Miao youth covered Wu Molong's mouth with his soft, non-masculine hand.

Wu Molong jokingly held her small, delicate hand, enjoying its warmth and smooth, white texture, and kissed the back of her hand.

Because she was different now; as the Moon Worshiping Witch, no one knew of her return yet. So she had her long hair tucked into a hat and wore a men's Black Miao military uniform, making her look like a handsome, almost feminine, recruit.

Her name was Shi Jiaolong, the daughter of Elder Shi, and Wu Molong's betrothed.

"Alright, alright, I'll say whatever you say... Long'er! Look over there!!"

Wu Molong had never shown such tension before, never before had he lost confidence, no matter the adversaries he faced.

Shi Jiaolong and Elder Shi were startled. Could the Moon Worshiping Cult Leader be behind them?

Elder Shi and Wu Molong were among the top martial artists in the Black Miao, but how could the Moon Worshiping Cult Leader's skills be inferior to theirs?

Looking back, behind them... were just a few children playing in the water.

"Master..."

Shi Jiaolong turned around, only to be unexpectedly kissed forcefully by Wu Molong. Without a word, Wu Molong picked her up, his rough hands roaming over Shi Jiaolong's alluring body.

"Sigh..."

Since their reconciliation, the two had become inseparable, so much so that even Elder Shi's formidable palm power couldn't separate them for more than an hour. He could only shake his head and walk aside.

"Senior Brother... wait... not here."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Can't you see other people's expressions?"

Wu Molong glanced around; every Miao person who had been watching them turned away. Indeed, they had just seen two men with homosexual tendencies embracing each other—how could they not be shocked?

"Never mind them."

Saying this, he lowered his head again to kiss the beauty...

"Senior brother...you...look over there!"

"What, is it you again this time? Okay, okay~~~"

Wu Molong thought she was going to continue her joke, and turned around without any guard, but in less than an instant, he turned his head back, no longer daring to look back...

He had never been so nervous in his life, even more so than the feigned fear he had shown earlier, because what he saw was not someone else...

it was himself.

Strictly speaking, it was someone who looked very much like himself.

Who was it? Could it be Li Sansi?

Impossible. When Wu Molong met Li Sansi in the Divine Tree Forest, he was in his prime. After so much time, it was impossible for him to still look like a twenty-year-old boy.

Moreover, although Li Sansi looked very similar to Wu Molong, there were still obvious differences. This boy looked like a twin brother of Wu Molong, only the boy looked younger than Wu Molong and wasn't as strong and imposing.

He was wearing the uniform of the Black Miao army, but were there even any Black Miao soldiers as tall as him?

Wu Molong had just returned and, of course, didn't know.

Shi Jiaolong had also only recently returned and wasn't quite sure either.

They could only ask Elder Shi!

The two of them, hand in hand, used their lightness skills to leap onto the city wall, intending to catch up with Elder Shi.

"Wh-what's going on!?"

Upon reaching the royal city, both of them were terrified by the scene before them: a vast horde of Black Miao soldiers were pouring into the royal city in a mighty procession.

"Is today some big day?"

"Last night, the King summoned the elders into the city. I think that might not really be the Witch King's order."

"You mean... it was the leader's..."

"Anyway, let's go in and see."

The twin dragons followed the crowd and surged into the hall through the main gate. They saw Elder Shi alone resisting the other soldiers approaching the Witch King's hall...

"What are you all doing gathered here? This is the royal city. Are you trying to rebel?"

Elder Shi stood guard, and even though the soldiers were furious, they dared not take a step forward. They could only shout and curse from the side:

"We want to see the leader!!"

"The leader is wise! Long live the leader!!"

At this moment, Shi Jiaolong saw the boy who looked exactly like Wu Molong. But under the watchful eyes of everyone, and since the two of them could not reveal their identities, they could only join the cursing...

Of course, they naturally disdained to say anything like 'the leader is wise' or 'long live the leader.' They only shouted 'We want to see the leader.' They were not lying; they really wanted to see the leader, but in their hearts, they cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations.

At this moment, the Moon Worship Cult Leader truly emerged from the inner hall. His eagle-like eyes swept across the room, and everyone was captivated by his sharp, sword-like gaze. His eyes seemed unable to conceal his ability to see into people's hearts, unconsciously revealing their secrets before him, yearning for the old man's magnanimous forgiveness.

The soldiers immediately fell silent, listening intently to the Cult Leader's words.

From this alone, Wu Molong and the others knew that, at this moment, the Moon Worship Cult Leader's position in the soldiers' hearts far surpassed that of the Witch King and Elder Shi.

He raised his hand, paused for a moment, and everyone was infected by the tense atmosphere. Even Elder Shi, whose power was second only to the Cult Leader, broke out in a cold sweat.

"Everyone! Our country, our people, are facing a calamity! Our city gates are submerged in floodwaters! Our people are homeless, our farmland has turned into a swamp! Who caused all this?!"

The Moon Worship Cult Leader proclaimed his declaration in a voice as loud as a bell!

Each word, like a physician's silver needle, pierced deep into their acupoints, startling them and unleashing their resentment!

"It's the Snake Demoness!!"

the Black Miao soldiers responded to their leader's call, their eyes filled with a hatred that seemed to want to rape and kill the Snake Demoness, then defile and whip her corpse.

What!?

The Snake Demoness? Who is the Snake Demoness?

Wu Molong pondered repeatedly. He knew the Spirit Mountain range for dozens of miles, though he wasn't an expert, his footprints covered every corner, but he had never heard of a Snake Demoness existing in this range.

"When a nation is about to perish, a monstrous evil will surely arise. The spirits of our ancestors have descended to reveal that the centuries-old foundation of our Southern Shao royal city will be destroyed by a demoness. If we do not act now, the Black Miao tribe will face annihilation! Yet our tribal leader is bewitched by beauty and has delayed ordering the killing of that demoness. If this continues, the wrath of our ancestors will not be appeased, and we will face even greater disaster!! As the High Priest and your leader, I have the duty to shoulder the responsibility of saving our nation!"

"The leader is wise!! Long live the leader!!"

What a brilliant leader of the Moon Worship Cult! His tone, word choice, intonation, and rhythm were all just right—neither too intense nor too sentimental.

To others, it was not only inspiring but also like a new hope descending upon them...

However, to speak so perfectly, heaven knows how many times he had practiced this maddening incantation behind the scenes!

Since the Black Miao floods, the Moon Worship Cult Leader had announced in advance that he had dreamt of the Black Miao Ancestral Treasure Mirror as a warning, and most of the Black Miao people were spared from the disaster. This action made the Miao people regard the Moon Worship Cult Leader as a god.

At this moment, only Shi Jiaolong noticed that the young man had also arrived. More importantly, although he was also shouting slogans, his eyes were clear and flawless, without a trace of turbidity, and his expression was calm, as if he were detached from the world and untouched by worldly affairs.

This young man, who was at most twenty years old, could not possibly surpass Wu Molong's level in martial arts, but while even Elder Shi was deeply shocked by the sect leader's words, this young man, who was no older than himself, remained calm and unmoved?

If this person was not a prodigy, he must have practiced Buddhist Zen techniques or the orthodox internal martial arts of the Xuanmen sect.

However, when had such a young master emerged from the three religions of Buddhism, Confucianism, and Taoism?

"Brothers, you must support me in killing the demon and purging the court of corrupt officials! Today, the King must order the King to kill the Witch Queen, and all those who stand on the Witch Queen's side must be eliminated!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Jiaolong and Wu Molong were shocked again! The sect leader was talking about... the Witch Queen!?

That beautiful, kind-hearted Bai Miao priestess was a snake demon?

No wonder the soldiers' eyes were filled with such hatred, as if they wanted to rape and kill her, then defile and whip her corpse!

Indeed, this was many people's dream, wasn't it? To be able to sleep with such a beautiful and alluring witch queen...

No! That's not what's surprising now...

Wu Molong stared at Shi Jiaolong in astonishment. In fact, neither Shi Jiaolong nor Elder Shi knew what was going on. The Moon Worship Cult Leader insisted that the witch queen was a snake demon, but there was no concrete evidence to prove that the kind-hearted witch queen was a snake demon.

However, now, everyone fell silent. Even the most excited soldiers felt a chill in their hearts.

"Master! What you're doing is treason! Even if the King has his faults, he's still our King. Leading troops to besiege the capital is not the act of a minister!"

Elder Shi, determined to turn the tide, voiced the concerns of everyone present. The Witch King and Witch Queen had treated their generals well, and the Witch Queen was once their goddess—a belief that couldn't be overturned by the Master's magic.

"To save the country, extraordinary measures are needed. Sticking to the old ways now is not loyalty!"

"But..."

"Elder Shi, you don't need to worry about this. I'll bear all the consequences!"

With that, the Moon Worship Master ignored all opposition and strode into the side hall. Seeing that he would take full responsibility, the soldiers abandoned all restraint and followed him into the side hall, ready to fight or die.

Elder Shi shook his head but didn't follow. He had other matters to attend to. Before leaving, he made a gesture that most people wouldn't notice.

He touched his one eye.

This move went largely unnoticed; only the one-eyed Elder Shi would have devised such a signal.

At this moment, he indicated his intention to leave, and while the sect leader was busy persuading the king, they would seize the opportunity to act!

"Long'er, what do you think?"

"Among that group, probably less than ten were bribed by the cult leader. They all shouted slogans when the cult leader gave the signal. This might fool others, but it won't fool me."

"Then what do we do now?"

"Let's find the Witch Queen first! The day before yesterday, the cult leader forced the king to imprison the Witch Queen. He wanted to lead troops to surround the king in order to lure my father away. In the Black Miao, he only fears a few people. He doesn't care about the king at all. The three elders of Potianjing are dead. The only one he's afraid of is Elder Shi secretly going to rescue the Witch Queen from prison."

Wu Molong couldn't help but be secretly shocked. The cult leader's scheming was truly ruthless. He wondered how many years he had waited, how much effort he had put into plotting the killing of the three elders, and even how he had somehow brought about the flood and framed the Witch Queen. More importantly, was the Witch Queen really a snake demon?

If it were true, the Witch Queen's demonic aura wouldn't escape Wu Molong's notice, as he was confident that few demonic scents could escape the Red Wolf's nose.

"Oh no... Senior Brother! Look!"

Just as the two were about to leave the group, a soldier was breaking away, seemingly heading to the prison to find the Witch Queen, just like them. This person was none other than the boy who looked remarkably like Wu Molong.

"What's wrong with that guy?!"

Shi Jiaolong was filled with suspicion. She and Wu Molong pretended to continue following the group into the royal hall. Only after the boy left the hall and entered the corridor did they turn back to chase after him.

"Long'er... be careful."

The two followed the boy stealthily when suddenly Wu Molong uttered a warning.

"What?!"

"Someone's following us..."

"Us?"

"No! They're following that boy. We're lucky; their attention is all on him..."

For some reason, both of them had a strange feeling; this boy seemed to be the key to today's events.

"Who are they?"

"I don't know... I can't even see where they're hiding. I think... there might be a secret passage within the royal city!"

Shi Jiaolong thought for a moment, then paused and said,

"Senior brother, go to the side hall. We're in the open, the enemy is in the dark. If this continues, we'll be at a disadvantage."

"You have a good plan?"

Wu Molong's eyes lit up. Many in the martial world are arrogant; perhaps few in the entire martial world would be as confident as Wu Molong in a method devised by a woman.

"I've hidden a set of samurai clothes and a mask in the side hall."

Having said this, Wu Molong understood, and turned to run towards the side hall.

Since the enemy is in the dark and I'm in the open, I'll put myself in the shadows too!

Wu Molong was confident that no assassin or hermit could escape his olfactory tracking. Now, he clearly sensed people inside the wall ahead, but couldn't determine their numbers or methods of movement. Therefore, he used the requirement for palace warriors to wear masks to conceal his identity.

He had never before considered the existence of any secret passage within the royal city!

However, after he had entered and left the Forbidden City, everything changed. In its ingenious design, he clearly understood that if one viewed the city from the outside while also understanding its internal structure, it was easy to spot inconsistencies—a hidden room outside, a slight protrusion elsewhere. After witnessing Shi Jiaolong use the 'gate' to repel the enemy in Black Wind Town, he understood a principle:

what is visible is not necessarily the truth.

No! It is precisely for deception, concealment, and disguise that what is visible is used to hide it!

At this moment, the young man had arrived outside the prison cell, where two guards stood watch.

"This is a heavily guarded prison. What are you doing here?"

one of the guards asked menacingly, sizing up the young man.

The young man paused, then calmly replied,

"I...I was ordered by the King to deliver a message to the Witch Queen."

That wasn't a Miao accent!

Upon hearing this, Shi Jiaolong could immediately tell that the boy's accent was eight or nine parts similar. However, Shi Jiaolong had lived in the Central Plains for a period of time, and even though she had no choice in her life then, she could still clearly hear that the boy spoke with a Central Plains accent.

"Oh...you can go in!"

The guards seemed oblivious. The boy nodded and entered the cell. Then, the two guards began to whisper among themselves.

"(What do you think...?)"

"(I think he's probably someone Elder Shi summoned to help the Witch Queen, right?)"

"(Then I'll follow him in and see. If necessary, I'll kill him!)"

Shi Jiaolong couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. What a stroke of luck! If it weren't for the boy before her, she and Wu Molong might already be trapped in a deadly trap. Instead, she could now turn the tables and ambush him from behind!

At this moment, one of the guards had already slipped into the cell and followed the boy, while the other remained outside. Meanwhile, Wu Molong returned from the side hall, having changed back into his palace warrior attire, wearing a fierce mask and scale armor. After devising a plan with Shi Jiaolong, the two headed towards the cell!

"My lord...?"

In the Moon Worship Cult, besides the leader, the four elders, and the witch, the palace warriors and guardian wizards held the highest positions.

Perhaps because of this, the guard seemed surprised and stammered.

Through his mask, the guard noticed the warrior's sharp gaze fixed on him...

"The leader sent me here to see if anything was amiss... Where did the other guard go?"

"My lord... Just now, someone who looked like Elder Shi's subordinate came and went in in the King's name. My companion is..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shi Jiaolong's silver needles had already secretly pierced several of the guard's acupoints, rendering him completely immobile.

"Alright, now he can't move or hear, he can only watch us go in helplessly."

Shi Jiaolong said half-jokingly, finding it amusing to see him with his mouth half-open and unable to speak.

"Set him up properly first... Senior brother, you go in now, I'll stay here and keep watch with him, making sure no one notices anything amiss."

"Okay!"

Wu Molong immediately followed him in...

Looking back at the boy, he circled the cell. His lightness skill was so high that the guards following behind could hardly keep up. However, since the guards knew exactly where the boy was going, they did more than just lose him in the end.

"(Is this kid running so fast to shake off his pursuers? But he doesn't seem to have noticed me...)"

The guard assumed he was Elder Shi's subordinate. Only on the matter of the Witch Queen did Elder Shi oppose the leader; otherwise, he was very cooperative. So, when someone disobeyed orders to find the Witch Queen, everyone immediately thought of Elder Shi, but they didn't notice his Han Chinese accent. In fact, he never expected that this young man wasn't trying to shake him off; he was running so fast because he was in a hurry. The reason... was

probably because he was lost...

As a result, after wandering around for a while, he finally found an incredibly beautiful woman imprisoned alone in a cell...

The young woman was squatting on the ground with a sorrowful expression. Her face was pale and she looked a little thin. Her delicate face, paired with her fair and rosy skin, showed that her beauty hadn't faded with the passage of time, but rather gained a mature charm.

Both being mature and beautiful women, the Witch Queen and Lady Lin possessed different qualities. Lady Lin exuded a delicate and alluring charm, her eyes radiating a captivating beauty that tempted men to seek her favor.

The Witch Queen,

on the other hand, born a high priestess of the Bai Miao people, possessed an astonishing aura. She seemed like a sacred and inviolable woman, a beauty that brought peace and harmony, like a celestial being descending to cleanse and soothe the impure souls of mortals. Yet, upon closer inspection, she possessed a bewitching charm, seducing one's lustful desires, yearning to stain her pure white body with lewd hues.

This was the second time Wu Molong had seen the Witch Queen, and although different from the first time, he reacted the same way: his groin swelled violently, almost bursting through his pants.

The guard in front of him knelt down with a serious expression, his right hand covering his genitals, presumably having accidentally ejaculated.

The young man was initially taken aback, but his reaction differed from most men's upon seeing the Witch Queen.

His eyes didn't hold the typical excitement of a man seeing a beautiful woman; instead, they shone with the joy of reuniting with a long-lost relative!

"You are...the Witch Queen?"

the young man asked, adopting a friendly tone. The Witch Queen, upon seeing him, seemed displeased and silently turned her head away.

The young man ignored her and continued,

"Your Majesty! Many people outside are trying to force your king to execute you! I'll find a way to release you; you must escape!"

"I appreciate your kindness... but I cannot leave! I must stay here! If I escape, wouldn't that prove I am the sorceress they claim, the one who brought ruin to the country? If my life can bring peace to this nation, then...my death will be worthwhile!"

At this moment, the guard who had lagged behind arrived, listening intently. Like

a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, this Miao guard was unaware that Wu Molong was using this famous Han proverb to track him down.

"It's better to live than die, isn't it? If you sacrifice yourself, who will clear your name?"

the boy said excitedly. Perhaps he didn't understand the values of the Bai Miao people. They valued the nation and honor more than their own lives, especially in the face of such a disaster. The Black Miao people had to be united. The Witch Queen would rather die than let the people be divided and in turmoil. The

idea that "even without firewood, there's life" was a typical Han Chinese sentiment.

"I only hope my daughter is safe; nothing else matters."

In fact, with her death, the Witch King would only have Elder Shi as his last line of defense. The Moon Worship Cult Leader would install the little princess as the new queen, but the Cult Leader himself would manipulate things from behind the scenes.

This was the rule of the Moon Worship Cult throughout history: the Witch King was the leader, and the Cult Leader was the spiritual leader! The two checked and balanced each other, so naturally, one person couldn't hold both positions.

There might be exceptions. If someone could be simultaneously revered by all the people and command millions of Miao soldiers, that person could probably be both the Cult Leader and the Witch King!

However, this person is not the current leader of the Moon Worship Cult. Among the current Black Miao people, many are dissatisfied with the current leader, but at the same time, there are also many who revere him as a god. Therefore, the Fourth Elder and other pro-Witch King factions, in order to appease the people, ultimately could not eliminate the ambitious leader.

So, if the little princess is not present, the leader may not be able to smoothly ascend to the throne. At this time, he needs the little princess…

“By the way… I encountered a group of soldiers chasing an old woman on the road outside the city. The little princess was with her…?”

The young man was not stupid. Hearing that the Witch Queen still had some concerns, he spoke of things that worried her.

“What did you say!?”

The young man smiled; he had already found a way to stop her from having suicidal thoughts.

“And then? Has she escaped?”

“If I hadn’t held her off for a while, allowing her to escape on a phoenix, they would have been killed! Your Majesty, have you considered that you sacrificed your life, but what about the many people around you? Who will save her?”

Wu Molong didn't know if what was said was true or false. Of course, he wouldn't deny the existence of the phoenix, as he and the Golden-Winged Phoenix were friends.

If a person with any intelligence wanted to lie, they wouldn't use such an unconvincing story as using the phoenix to escape. But if this person knew that the Witch Queen was the High Priest of the Bai Miao tribe, then it was a different story...

However, regardless, the Witch Queen seemed to believe the words of this mysterious young man.

"Young man... who exactly are you...?"

"Don't worry about who I am, just believe that I'm here to help you!"

The young man spoke sincerely and politely. The Witch Queen looked him over, her eyes glistening with tears, as if moved by regaining the will to live. She wiped away her tears, rallied her spirits, and said:

"Alright... don't worry, I won't die in vain."

The young man, Wu Molong, and the guard were overjoyed, the guard almost shouting out loud.

"Great! I'll cut down this prison right away, free you, and then we'll escape together!"

The boy seemed very confident. This was no ordinary prison; the entire cell was constructed of crisscrossing, hard iron bars, making it incredibly sturdy. Ordinary weapons couldn't even scratch it. As he spoke, the boy was already eager to try, intending to draw the sword from his back. Carrying

a sword on his back?

That was completely against the principles of swordsmanship. A three-foot-long sword wasn't particularly long or short, but given the boy's size, it was impossible for him to easily draw it from his back. In combat, not being able to draw his sword immediately would be asking for trouble.

"Wait! We can't alert him yet. The King confiscated my staff to prevent me from using magic again, and it's hidden in the underground palace of the royal city. You must retrieve my 'Heavenly Serpent Staff' for me. Once my magic power is restored, this prison won't be able to hold me!"

Whether she didn't trust the boy or not, the Witch Queen shouted to stop him. The boy heard her every word, while the guard chuckled and drew a ghost-headed knife from his back, seemingly intending to kill the boy and retrieve the Heavenly Serpent Staff himself.

"Okay... I'll go!"

"Elder Shi guards the underground palace. If you encounter him, just tell him that Qing'er asked you to pick a lotus flower."

"Qing'er... pick a lotus flower...?"

"As long as you say that, Elder Shi shouldn't make things difficult for you."

The boy was still full of doubt, seemingly not quite understanding the meaning of the code. The Witch Queen's original name was Qing'er, and the lotus flower naturally referred to the Heavenly Serpent Staff.

Without time to think, the boy immediately set off, running towards the prison gate. The guards were already prepared. Like Wu Molong, he had noticed the sword on the boy's back and assumed the boy's martial arts were mediocre. However, just as he was about to strike the boy, he was easily killed by Wu Molong with a single palm strike!

Wu Molong hadn't intended to pay much attention to this young man, but regardless, he was on the Queen's side. However, this commotion made the boy notice Wu Molong's presence!

Dressed in samurai attire and a mask, the boy prejudicially assumed this person was an enemy. He pulled out a talisman from his robes and drew a red light in the air, creating a bright flash!

A shockwave traveled through the talisman towards Wu Molong. Wu Molong remembered this talisman technique vividly, as he had fought against someone of the same path just yesterday!

"(The Celestial Master's Talisman Technique of the Immortal Sword Sect!?)"

This boy was a disciple of the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect!?

However, this person's skill was no less than Guo Zhen's, and perhaps even surpassed it!

At this moment, Wu Molong understood the reason why he carried the sword on his back. Firstly, it was to show off, but more importantly...

he didn't need to draw the sword at all!

With a thought, the sharp blade on the boy's back was drawn, weaving and flying through the narrow space with magical and ingenious angles and tracks. A flash of golden light, like a serpent coiling around Wu Molong, made him startled. This 'sword control technique' wasn't particularly advanced, at least not as good as the Emperor's Imperial Sword Control. What surprised him was the sword's unparalleled sharpness. With a light slash, it broke through Wu Molong's protective aura, simultaneously cutting dozens of bloody gashes on his thighs, arms, and waist...

Wu Molong remained calm in the face of danger. He turned his iron palm and struck back, his Fire Dragon Palm pressing down on the sword with all his might. Although the sword control technique was fast, it was still inferior to the Emperor's sword control. Since the Emperor's Imperial Heaven Sword Control was also within Wu Molong's grasp, how could the mere entry-level sword control technique of the Immortal Sword Sect be difficult for Wu Molong?

The sword, pressed down, was struck heavily to the ground. Because of its extreme sharpness, half of the hilt embedded itself in the solid stone without making a sound. Wu Molong clearly saw that the sword was three feet four inches long, its hilt gleaming brilliantly, with several gold beads engraved on its blade. Because half of the sword was embedded in the ground, its full form couldn't be seen, but Wu Molong still recognized it—it was the arrangement of the Big Dipper!

Although he only saw the tail stars of Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang, Wu Molong already recognized the sword!

It was the sacred weapon of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect, its blade inlaid with seven shimmering golden star markings, forged from black iron, a Seven Star Sword capable of cutting through stone and splitting gold, incomparably sharp!

But…

the Seven Star Sword should have been lost to the Immortal Sword Sect disciples two generations ago. Wu Molong didn't know the details. Even if the sword still existed, it should be in the hands of Dugu Sword Saint or his eldest disciple Guo Zhen. How could it have fallen into the hands of this young man skilled in the Immortal Sword Sect's ultimate techniques?

The young man pressed his advantage, gripping swords in both hands, and with a sweeping motion, unleashed a powerful strike. The Seven Star Sword remained firmly in place, yet hundreds of

sword shadows and sword energies shot forth from its hilt! This was none other than the advanced 'Ten Thousand Swords Technique' of the Shu Mountain Immortal Sword Sect's sword control technique!

The Seven Star Sword energies were tangible yet intangible; though their sharpness was slightly diminished, their power remained immense. Hundreds and thousands of sword energies pierced through Wu Molong's formidable body even faster and more swiftly than when he was wielding a single sword!

The sword energies were formless; though their shadows could be caught, they could not be destroyed. Wu Molong finally understood the terrifying nature of this move. However, due to the fact that neither of them wanted to alert those outside, they could not use their formidable power to deflect the sharp sword beams.

"(Damn it! This person's skill isn't high, but his swordsmanship is even more exquisite than Guo Zhen's? This... how is this possible!?)"

Legend has it that seven sword masters unified the martial arts of various sects in the Shu Mountain Hundred Mile Range, and then each developed their own unique swordsmanship, magic, and internal energy techniques! Unparalleled in the world, if one were lucky enough to learn even a drop of it, one could be proud to dominate the martial arts world, and even half of it would allow one to roam freely in the Three Realms!!

However, none of the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect throughout the generations have ever learned all the profound martial arts of the Immortal Sword Sect. Even the seven sword masters who founded the sect each had their own specialties, and even the current number one martial artist, Dugu Sword Saint, dares not claim to have mastered half of the Immortal Sword Sect's unique techniques!

Dugu Sword Saint only took a few disciples, and among them, only Guo Zhen learned all of his skills, only lacking the Fire Throat.

In fact, the young man's swordsmanship had already surpassed Guo Zhen's, but it had not yet reached its peak. If this move were used by the Sword Saint Dugu, its sword energy would not only remain sharp but would also be all-encompassing and penetrating—this was the Ten Thousand Swords Technique!

Wu Molong, however, was unaware that the young man's skills, aside from the basic sword control techniques, were all acquired through countless battles. Whether it was the Celestial Master's Talisman Technique or the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, they were all self-taught, sword techniques that his innate swordsmanship deemed most suitable for him—naturally more suitable than Guo Zhen's master's Ten Thousand Swords Technique.

Like a mute eating bitter melon, Wu Molong had no other choice but to grit his teeth and rush through the net of sword energy, his hands spinning with power, unleashing the Fiery Dragon Palm!

The young man remained calm, sheathing his sword fingers and drawing another sword from his waist!

Wu Molong's only fear was the Seven Star Sword still on the ground; he was confident that his pair of Fiery Dragon Iron Palms could withstand any ordinary weapon! Volume 2

, "The Witch Queen" Chapter 7

In terms of skill, Wu Molong was far superior. Whenever he had the chance, he would clash with the boy's internal energy. However…

a flash of black light, and Wu Molong felt a sharp pain in his palm, as he was wounded by the blade again. The boy wasn't faring much better; an unparalleled force surged from the sword, causing excruciating pain in his hand, almost causing him to drop his sword.

"(Heavens… what's wrong with this guy!?)"

Wu Molong saw another sword, even more astonishing than the Seven Star Sword.

This sword gleamed with a cold light, exuding an overwhelming aura. Nine black dragons coiled around its hilt, eight of which were without pearls; only the leading, silver-inlaid, white-eyed black dragon protruded from its blade, forged from black iron!

Wu Molong had never seen this sword before, yet he knew who its owner was!

Within a hundred miles of the Black and White Miao Mountains, besides the Crimson Wolves, Fire Scales, Golden Phoenixes, and the Black Spirit Monkeys of the Tall Wood Forest, there is also a group of thousand-year-old tree spirits. These tree spirits have existed since the Miao people were

divided into Black and White. Their oldest companions even witnessed the great war between the Miao and the Barbarian tribes, and saw the birth of the Treasure Mirror and the Fire Spirit. For many years, they have endured their suffering, silently bearing the harm inflicted upon them by humans.

Among these people, one tree spirit is particularly special! He loves all the treasures in the world, and would go to great lengths, even working day and night, for a single treasure. This tree spirit named himself Wood Taoist, and the sword in the young man's hand is one of his collections, the 'Panlong Sword'!!

Wu Molong shook his head. Under what circumstances did this young man acquire both of these world-renowned treasures at the same time?

In this world, there are many people who collect all kinds of magical treasures, but in reality, how many people can actually use them?

For example, the Witch King once unexpectedly acquired a precious sword, but since no one in the entire Black Miao tribe could wield it well, the sword was left to languish in the royal treasury. Over time, it was lost among the treasures...

This sword is considered the lifeblood of the Wood Daoist. Will he allow it to be stolen?

Or can the young man's skill defeat the Wood Daoist, whose magic is not weak?

Wu Molong didn't think much about it, because the young man was back! The Panlong Sword unleashed dozens of swift strikes, its momentum overwhelming. Wu Molong didn't take them head-on,

but instead dodged the sword's edge! He rushed into the sword formation first, skillfully avoiding the sharp swords by crossing left and right at a half-inch distance. He had clashed with the Emperor several times and was used to dodging fast swords, even taking the opportunity to rush in front of the enemy, rendering his swordsmanship useless!

"Alright! Watch my 'Drunken Immortal Gazing at the Moon Step'!!"

However, the boy's movements were too fast. His feet stumbled and swayed, like a drunkard's unsteady gait, using strange footwork to turn and circle around to Wu Molong's back...

The boy turned the tables, leaning forward and easily forcing the now-lost Wu Molong back. He then drew his Seven Star Sword and escaped at high speed.

Wu Molong turned around, but the boy was nowhere to be seen. The boy's martial arts were too strange. If they fought, Wu Molong was ninety percent confident he could defeat him, but chasing him was probably impossible!

"Oh! Good brother, I didn't expect you to be so handsome!?"

Suddenly, a seductive moan came from behind Wu Molong. Before he could even be surprised, he felt a soft, fleshy body pressed against his back, and then a strand of silky, shiny hair draped over Wu Molong's shoulder.

A girl in purple had climbed onto his back, her cheek against Wu Molong's neck, gently inhaling his sweat...

Who?

How many people in the world could approach Wu Molong so silently and undetected?

It seems this girl was the one who had been hiding in the secret passage of the city!

After overhearing the conversation between the boy and the Witch Queen, she came out intending to kill them, but she was too focused on the boy to notice Wu Molong's presence. Later, the two exchanged a few subtle blows, and by the time she emerged from the passage, the boy was gone, but she mistakenly believed Wu Molong was the person the Witch Queen had entrusted to her!

"Sister, don't monopolize this good boy!"

A girl in blue appeared from nowhere. For some reason, Wu Molong couldn't react, only being kissed and caressed by the two women. He felt comfortable and excited, but his manhood showed no sign of erection...

What was wrong?

Was he poisoned? Or was he infatuated?

He didn't know; he only smelled a faint, sweet floral scent. His studies hadn't touched on flower arrangement, so he didn't know what kind of flower it was, but he knew that the fragrance made him feel completely relaxed…

The girl in blue nestled her proud breasts against Wu Molong's chest, twisting and turning her body, pressing her large breasts against his body, kneading and rubbing them up and down. After only a few rubs, the nipples, already filling his clothes, spilled out with the rhythm of her movements, allowing Wu Molong to clearly see her pair of delicate, snow-white, smooth breasts completely covering his chest. Her firm nipples, slightly upturned, were squeezed out by the pressure of Wu Molong's strong chest.

In a daze, Wu Molong's keen sense of smell detected the milky fragrance he hadn't tasted since leaving Madam Lin. His spirits lifted, and he instinctively lowered his head to greedily suckle the girl in blue's rich, fragrant milk.

At the same time, he felt his hands touch a third person. The skin of the girl in yellow was incredibly smooth, and when Wu Molong's hands touched her, he could barely grasp her high, rounded breasts!

At this moment, he finally became more lucid. The three beauties before him were, like Shi Jiaolong, the daughters of the four elders, the four witches of the Moon Worship Cult.

The rules of the Black Miao were somewhat different from those of the White Miao. The White Miao were a matriarchal society, with women as the most respected. The Black Miao, however, practiced gender equality, with the king alternating between male and female rulers. The current witch king was male, so his daughter would be the future queen.

Similarly, since the current four elders were all male, the four witches would be the next generation of elders.

And the next leader would also be the leader's daughter.

Although this rule was strange, it was absolutely true. Long ago, the male Black Miao king had a son, but he couldn't compete with his youngest sister for the throne. So, he hardened his heart and raped his sister. Later, he died, but the queen gave birth to an illegitimate son...

This illegitimate son was the current leader of the Moon Worship Cult. He was stripped of his throne and became the disciple of the then-female leader, but is now the half-brother of the Witch King...

"Red, Yellow, Blue, Purple

, Earth-Shattering!" Besides Shi Jiaolong, they are Po Hong, Tian Xiang, and Jing Yan.

"Hong'er... Xiang'er... and Yan'er?"

When Wu Molong revealed their identities, the three were secretly surprised. They thought this person was a traitorous warrior sent by the leader and the Witch Queen, but they didn't expect him to be so familiar with them.

Jing Yan reacted the fastest, removing Wu Molong's warrior mask.

"Oh!! Senior Brother!?"

The four had different teachers, but were from the same school, so like Shi Jiaolong, they all called Wu Molong Senior Brother. In fact, among the five, Wu Molong joined the school the latest, but he was the oldest and had the highest martial arts skills, so he was naturally called Senior Brother by the four witches.

"I thought you weren't coming back!?"

Jingyan continued in her usual soft voice, deliberately blowing air into Wu Molong's ear, sending a tingling, ticklish sensation through him.

"You're back, so Senior Sister must be back too, right?"

Po Hong and Tianxiang ignored him, flirting and kissing Wu Molong while asking, their words full of concern for the two, yet their bodies still impolitely stimulating him.

Wu Molong was utterly bewildered; what was wrong with these three women?

Even though he was reluctant to let go of the tenderness before him, Wu Molong hoped they could stop for a moment and explain the strange things that had happened recently.

"You...stop for now! We can do it later."

"Ah! Are you feeling unwell?"

Jingyan's expression and tone at this moment were like an apologetic expression for accidentally upsetting her lover, but her hands didn't stop; instead, they gently stroked and teased Wu Molong's penis.

"It feels good...no!...I'll tell you, the Third Elder was murdered! Did you know?"

"Of course we know!"

"Because Father and the others...we killed them!"

What!

Wu Molong was shocked. He had been surprised enough today, but none of them were as shocking as this!

He had always wondered why, even the Moon Worship Cult Leader couldn't defeat the three old monsters like the Four Elders overnight, but now he understood.

In the Black Miao tribe, there was a strange tradition. Unlike the White Miao, the Black Miao kingship was passed down from male to female. To ensure the stability of the king's position, the Moon Worship Cult Leader and the elders passed the throne in the same way.

Currently, the Black Witch King, the Moon Worship Cult Leader, and the Four Elders are all male, so the next generation will all be female. The order is: Witch King's daughter Ling'er, Shi Potianjing, and the Four Elders, in that order: Shi Jiaolong, Po Hong, Tianxiang, and Jingyan!

On the very night Wu Molong abducted Shi Jiaolong… it

was also the day the Moon Worship Cult Leader used witchcraft to control the three women and kill their own father!

However, coincidentally, it was because Wu Molong abducted Shi Jiaolong that Elder Shi was able to survive until now!

This time, Wu Molong felt a surge of excitement! The three witches were already under the Cult Leader's control…

using some unknown method, even after Wu Molong stole the Bewitching Gu, the Cult Leader devised another way to control the three!

Although the Three Elders were powerful, they were killed by their most trusted and beloved daughter without any defense…

Wait a minute… if Wu Molong hadn't left the Black Miao with Shi Jiaolong that day…

Elder Shi might also have been killed!

Is this a coincidence?

Or...could they still not escape Shi Jiaolong's scheme?

If they had known back then that his true form was actually a red wolf demon, they would have only used this one opportunity.

When Shi Jiaolong sensed danger, she had her father pretend to accidentally discover her red wolf identity, forcing him to kidnap Shi Jiaolong from the Black Miao and flee to the Central Plains...

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Wu Molong simply stopped resisting and plunged headlong into the three women's fragrant and soft flesh...

At this moment, his hard and thick penis suddenly came back to life, standing erect!

"Sorry, senior brother! I just sealed your acupoints, so your big thing didn't react at all."

Jingyan loosened her grip on Wu Molong, her delicate body leaving him, which cleared Wu Molong's mind.

Needless to say, this was also the effect of her 'Demon Hair'. Wu Molong had heard of this before, but he never expected it to be so miraculous.

"Why...why are you doing this?"

"Oh, do you think we don't pick and choose? We were just trying to kill you."

"You know, you were so adorably defenseless just now, I could have killed you with just a flick of my finger!"

"This is a method of killing created for us by our master, so that even in death we can still enjoy it!"

The four of them exchanged questions and answers, and Wu Molong secretly smiled bitterly. Indeed, this might be the most alluring way to die in the world...

But now?

Since they no longer intended to kill him, why were the three of them even more eager to arouse Wu Molong's lust than before?

"Senior brother, this is a task given to us by our master."

"What we want is your Crimson Sun Essence Blood!"

"What!?"

The Crimson Wolf is of the Yang element. Does the Moon Worship Cult need the Crimson Wolf's essence blood as a spell to successfully control the inherently Yin and evil Water Demon Beast?

Essence blood, that is, semen and blood!

No wonder the three women tried so hard...

The fragrance of the black prison fades, the soul is broken; the unresolved desires of the stone

dragon are humiliated and indulged; willing to share the lust with the evil wolf

, shocked by the news of the witch moon's decisive killing, yet the infatuated heart remains unaware.

Before the king awakens, he realizes there is no one around

. In the most remote cell of the Black Miao royal city prison, a series of moans and gasps, completely out of place, are heard.

Prisons are places to confine prisoners of war and criminals. Perhaps some have tortured and raped female captives using various lustful and perverse methods, but such pleasurable cries of pleasure are impossible.

These enchanting sounds come from three young women, each beautiful in their own way, yet what makes them lose themselves in pleasure and desire is not some handsome young man or dashing knight.

It is a huge, terrifying wolf, its entire body covered in red fur!

Hay was piled up in the cell. Jingyan immediately stripped off her clothes, leaving only a uniquely designed, revealing purple bodice. Her lower body was naked. Jingyan reached out and gently stimulated the mysterious area between her slender legs. Being young, she hadn't grown pubic hair yet. Her jade-like hands familiarly parted her soft labia, caressing her already overflowing and moist clitoris, gradually arousing her body with burning desire and a sense of ecstasy. Waves of moaning followed...

"Ah...ah..."

After a while, Jingyan seemed to have suddenly lost all strength in her legs and sat down. Her hands were still intensely touching her private parts, while her other hand lightly held the penis under her bare buttocks.

Red Wolf's head was busy, while Po Hong's legs were gently opened by his sharp claws. His rough wolf tongue was penetrating her sweet, flowing vagina, and his close-up nose exhaled warm breath, not only stirring Po Hong's pubic hair but also arousing her lust. Her whole body shuddered; the breath from his nose had brought her to her first orgasm.

Po Hong herself was not idle either. She was tightly embracing Tian Xiang, her hands kneading and playing with her large breasts, causing the sweet milk to flow uncontrollably. Po Hong took a swollen nipple into her mouth, sucking the sweet breast milk from the firm, soft flesh, and then put it back into Tian Xiang's cherry-like mouth. Tian Xiang retaliated unwillingly, her jade hands ruthlessly plunging into Po Hong's smaller pink breasts, her fingers pinching the small nipples hard. Po Hong cried out in pain, but Tian Xiang's tongue and mouth were tightly sucked, making her lips half-open, and the milk in their mouths dripped down...

So lewd and beautiful. Although no one witnessed the scene, it was clearly heard by the witch queen. In addition to the three women and the wolf, there was another prisoner in another cell in the other corner. She was the queen of the Black Miao tribe, who had sacrificed herself to protect her baby daughter and was now trapped here. With her high level of magic, she should not have been easily affected by the outside environment, but her magic power resided in the Heavenly Serpent Staff passed down through generations of the White Miao tribe. At this moment, she heard the sounds of the Martial Demon Dragon and the three witches making love in the distance. She naturally understood matters between men and women, and ashamed, she covered her ears tightly with her hands.

Then, slowly, a delicate fragrance emanated from her stunning body, like the scent of violets. The witch queen felt a tingling sensation upon smelling it, her entire body went limp, and she could no longer stand up. The scent seemed to flow from her nostrils into her internal organs, reaching the depths of her heart, igniting her hidden lust. Then, she seemed to hear her own voice, whispering in her ear with a mind-stealing spell:

"You are a born harlot, come! Feel the pleasure you crave!"

Was that the voice of my conscience?

She didn't know. At this moment, the witch queen had lost the reason to answer this question. Her hand slightly reached her precocious, full breasts, lightly touching her sensitive nipples, completely overwhelmed by the surging, soft sensation of pleasure. She peeked out of the cell, and as soon as she confirmed there were no guards, she immediately half-pulled down her pants and lay on the ground masturbating.

Except for six years ago when she was pregnant with Princess Zhao and couldn't have sex due to her large belly, requiring masturbation to relieve her needs, the Queen hadn't masturbated in the bedroom for a long time. The King doted on her, even forbidding him from taking any other concubines for her sake, only reluctant to let her conceive a princess. Firstly, he feared that if her first child wasn't a daughter, she wouldn't be able to inherit the throne and would have wasted those ten months of pregnancy; secondly, he feared that her flawless figure would deteriorate after giving birth to a daughter...

Recalling her husband, the Queen seemed to see the King on his body, skillfully caressing her. She not only saw it, but she also clearly felt it. Since the pleasure was so intense, she could only indulge in it.

The Queen unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her enormous breasts. As soon as the buttons were undone, her breasts eagerly sprang out, bouncing elastically. The Queen's jade-like hands vigorously rubbed her breasts, producing even louder cries.

But she immediately realized there were other people around, who were also too busy to notice what was happening. The witch queen was still afraid, so she stuffed her mouth with her large breasts, pushing them up until they almost covered her face!

Her small mouth slightly parted, taking in the nipple that was erect from intense lust. With just a light touch, the witch queen almost cried out again. Those pink, fragrant breasts didn't seem to have lost their sensitivity due to the abundance of fat; on the contrary, they were extremely sensitive.

The witch queen sucked hard, the nipple immediately sealing her mouth. She couldn't hold back any longer and inserted her fingers directly into her vagina. At first, she felt a slight pain, but this quickly turned into pleasure, rushing to her head, making her insert her fingers further and move them faster. Her already wet vagina, overflowing with love juice, could fully enjoy this intense sensation, flowing out even more nectar in response to her master's actions. The witch queen's holy cloak was soaked with the dripping love juice.

After the witch queen inserted all three fingers, she became completely absorbed in the moment. She removed her cloak, lay naked on it, and began to writhe, rubbing her body against the animal hair on the cloak. Legend had it that this cloak was woven from the fur of the dead White Tiger Spirit, and the spirited hair stood up, stimulating the witch queen's sensitive, smooth skin. At this point, the witch queen's movements became increasingly intense. Finally, she was completely consumed by desire, letting out a soul-stirring, lewd moan. The echo from the narrow space seemed to contain several soft, melodious songs. Ji Gao sang a lewd and aphrodisiac song...

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, the witch queen's body trembled violently for a while. Her entire hand, fingers and all, was inserted into her vagina, thrusting in and out. Her love juice was no longer just flowing out; several times it gushed out. The witch queen had reached orgasm, even experiencing a sensation of squirting. Her breasts, pressed to the ground, unexpectedly secreted milk that hadn't been produced in years due to this sudden change. The milk sprayed all over her cloak and was immediately absorbed. If the legend was true, then the White Tiger Holy Spirit must have loved the sweet and delicious milk of the Goddess Nuwa in her past life.

Just when the witch queen thought she could breathe a sigh of relief, that maddening feeling returned!

Strange, hadn't that violet fragrance been eliminated long ago? No, the fragrance had never disappeared; it was just that the witch queen's milk was too strong, masking the faint floral scent.

Before the Witch Queen could even realize it, she had lost her composure, lost in a frenzy of desire. She saw the hallucination again: her husband was coiled before her, his erect penis high, his eyes gleaming with a beastly lust, a primal urge incomprehensible to any human!

It wasn't the Witch Queen's husband, the Witch King…

it was the White Tiger Holy Spirit, the husband of the Goddess Nuwa. Its fur, like the white animal hair on the Holy Spirit cloak that never left the Witch Queen, approached her step by step, breathing rapidly and violently, as if facing prey that required immense effort to hunt. Its penis was erect between its legs, its size exceeding that of any living creature, its tip swollen and throbbing, throbbing uncontrollably, itching intensely.

Even knowing it was a hallucination, even knowing what this hallucination would do next, the Witch Queen still uttered a sentence involuntarily… No! Perhaps this was the most honest truth she had ever spoken, a sentence uttered solely by instinctive desire, a lewd utterance completely devoid of thought, free from all moral constraints.

"Anyone...put your big thing in...I...can't take it anymore..."

That violet-like fragrance was stronger than any aphrodisiac in the world. No matter how chaste and virtuous a saint was, she would instantly become a wanton harlot!

This deadly fragrance emanated from Jingyan's body. Whenever her body felt the pleasure of lust, it would naturally emit this fragrance. The first to be affected were Tianxiang and Pohong, who were so busy that their hands were busy trying to quench each other's lust. Both of their breasts and vaginas were hot and aroused, but the two of them together only had four hands, which was not enough to satisfy the six parts of their minds that were occupied by lust. They could only wait for the lust in one place to subside slightly before moving on to another place. But in less than half a moment, the lust in the place that had been temporarily satisfied reignited, even burning more wildly than before, burning away the soul and reason with the force of a wildfire, leaving only instinct and lust!

Seeing this lewd scene, Jingyan knew it was time to bring out the real deal. She reached between the red wolf's legs, parted the crimson fur, and found and grasped a small penis in a scrotum. "

This must be it,"

Jingyan thought, and began to gently stroke it. The small penis, stimulated, stretched forward and began to thicken. "

It must be it!" None of the women present, including Jingyan, had ever seen a wolf's penis, let alone the penis of a wolf demon that had cultivated itself into a refined being. After physical enhancement, its penis must be stronger and last longer than an ordinary penis. Full of anticipation, Jingyan brought her mouth to the red wolf's buttocks, licking its testicles, taking the entire scrotum into her mouth, and savoring it with her tongue. In no time, the red wolf's ten-foot penis had stood erect!

"Wow, so big!!"

Everyone was startled. The three women suddenly seemed to forget the burning desire that was crawling all over them, and were all simultaneously attracted by this huge penis. Their faces flushed as they looked at the big meat stick. Po Hong was the first to feel a sense of shame, like falling in love with this penis in an instant, and then exposing her most real and unreserved self in front of the person she loved most. That girlish shyness, in that instant, was like falling in love!

"I...I want to try it..."

Mustering her courage, Po Hong climbed between Chi Lang's legs and opened her mouth to take the penis in, but it was too thick. The glans alone was enough to block her light lips, and it was difficult to go any further.

"No...it's too powerful."

Po Hong sighed, but she didn't give up. She began to lick other parts of the penis, her expression like that of someone passionately kissing a lover. Tian Xiang and Jing Yan joined in, creating a bizarre scene: three stunning beauties were performing oral sex on a large, red-furred wolf, like two wives serving their husband at the same time. The difference was that they weren't vying for favor, but rather like tamed slaves, existing only to please their master. Every lick and lick was to bring pleasure to their master!

Her small mouth couldn't contain the penis, so she used her hands. Her three slender hands touched the penis, which was gradually becoming tense and seemed to have grown even larger. Her other three hands returned to the most sensitive areas of her body, where the floodwaters were even worse than in Nanzhao City, and the flood seemed to never stop.

That enormous rod was definitely not of this world. All the women were unknowingly drawn to its bewitching power. Once they touched it, they fell in love. The three women couldn't help but let out soft, seductive moans, their hands moving faster. The two women simultaneously licked the edge of the glans with their tongues. Only Jingyan returned to the scrotum she had just tasted. Suddenly, the rod, which had been taut and hard, relaxed abruptly, and a large amount of white, cloudy semen shot out, covering Tianxiang and Pohong's faces. The two women continued to stroke the large rod while licking each other's faces of semen, not wanting to waste a single drop…

At this moment, the Red Wolf moved. It circled around, its mouth probing Jingyan's buttocks, beginning to lick her vulva. Her lower body was already soaked with the love juices of her wet vulva, so there was no need for further licking. The Red Wolf contentedly pushed its rod forward, barely inserting the glans, when Jingyan immediately screamed in agony!

It was too big! It's so big... Even the cult leader's penis can't compare to this one. This little hole, which any human penis could easily accept and fully enjoy, can't even accommodate the glans of a penis?

"Ah... Ah... It hurts so much..."

Just as Jingyan was screaming for help in pain, Red Wolf ignored her and continued to thrust his penis in and out. He couldn't help it; this little hole was better than any other hole he had ever been with. The wet and narrow feeling made his penis feel like it was being pierced by tender flesh from all sides, directly stimulating his testicles. He imagined that his penis inside that lubricated little hole must be swollen and red, because it was being embraced by the best vagina in the world.

Then, Jingyan began to grasp the size of this penis. The pain slowly turned into pleasure, and she twisted her waist with the rhythm of the thrusting, striving to make every movement of the penis fully and completely stimulate both of them to the greatest extent. She was trying hard because she had never experienced such a huge penis before. Its thrusting method and the range of its thrusts were different from those of humans. She was striving for perfection, pursuing a flawless thrusting motion, so that she and her master could achieve the greatest satisfaction in the shortest amount of time. Because if Red Wolf ejaculated, he would have to deal with the other two, and she would not have another chance afterward. They would kill it with their own hands.

Gradually, she felt pleasure, like waves surging in, growing stronger and stronger. Small ripples began to form giant waves, powerful enough to overwhelm Lu Li's soul-shattering power, rushing into her womb deep within her lower body. With a shout, a wave responded from within Jingyan's body, a gush of semen and vaginal fluid squeezing out, pushing the penis. Jingyan hugged Chilang like a child hugging its mother, then fell into a deep sleep, leaving only the violet scent, long since masked by the fragrance of lust and milk...

Chilang turned around, his penis half-erect, and walked towards Tianxiang.

She had been licking each other's vulvas with Tianxiang, already incredibly thirsty. Seeing Chilang approach her, she couldn't wait any longer. She ruthlessly pushed Pohong away, lay on the ground, spread her legs, and parted her labia with her hands, burning with anticipation for that giant penis to fuck her half to death.

Tianxiang's large movements made her large breasts bounce elastically from side to side. She deliberately squeezed her large breasts with her arms, making them swell, creating an alluring cleavage, with milk still flowing.

But her expectations were dashed. Red Wolf seemed to be doing it on purpose, passing by her and then turning to face Broken Rainbow. On the other side, Broken Rainbow, 'lost and found,' didn't hesitate and immediately embraced Red Wolf tightly, letting his warm, thick penis slowly penetrate her wet bud and enter her body.

Red Wolf felt the soft, tender flesh tightly surrounding his manhood again, but this feeling was nothing compared to the amazing sensation. The amazing vagina was like a constantly changing maze; just when you thought you'd found the best way to enjoy it, that narrow, delicate vagina would always change, the feeling slightly different from before, yet equally captivating.

"Ah!...So big...So full...Senior Brother is really something, always hiding such...good stuff."

So big?

Red Wolf's penis, having just emerged from the stunningly beautiful and tender orifice, was now inserted into her again, already in a semi-erect state. Even now, inserted into Broken Rainbow's floating orifice, although still smaller than a human's, it didn't hurt as much as the stunningly beautiful woman had initially felt.

On the contrary, Broken Rainbow, having been trained by the cult leader for so long, had more than enough to accommodate it. She pressed her body tightly against the wolf's belly, but Red Wolf's movements were unimpeded. No matter how tightly Broken Rainbow pressed against him, Red Wolf's smooth, snow-white skin would smooth away all friction with every movement.

Red Wolf simply relaxed his limbs, pressing his entire body against Broken Rainbow's ground, fully utilizing her slippery skin, and continued to thrust faster. Gradually, the penis, which had seemed dazed by the stunningly beautiful woman, began to regain its vitality, slowly hardening and growing larger within the moist, tender orifice.

"Ah...it's getting bigger again..."

Broken Rainbow was almost startled. She thought the thing inside her was already large enough; how could it possibly grow even larger? Did she accidentally insert Sun Wukong's Vajra Cudgel?

Anyway, she suddenly felt as if her body was being pierced, experiencing a surge of sensations completely different from before. The difference was that her body was already thoroughly aroused, so she didn't feel any discomfort from this sudden change. The Red Wolf's thrusts grew increasingly fierce. Suddenly, it took a step forward, as if giving a running start before ejaculating, acting entirely on its animalistic instincts, inserting its penis deep into the hot, deepest part of her vagina, leaving the source of life in the most likely place for reproduction…

Po Hong's body slid backward due to the force of the thrust. Incredibly, the weight of an adult woman and a giant wolf could still slide down the wall on the dry grass soaked with semen. Po Hong's skin was indeed incredibly smooth.

At this moment, Po Hong experienced the greatest climax of her life, and like a moment of astonishment, she fainted. Her vagina was still trembling unconsciously, looking both like a virgin who had just been raped and deflowered, and like someone who had experienced an orgasm that exceeded her expectations!

Suddenly, Red Wolf looked back at Tianxiang, the last of the three. She had endured the longest. Seeing Po Hong and Jingyan's reactions, she felt no fear, but rather anticipation of the pain. Lust completely consumed her thoughts, craving lewd pleasure.

Red Wolf strode forward step by step. Tianxiang could barely move, her hands busy stimulating her large breasts and genitals, her mouth licking her other pink nipple, enjoying the white fluid.

Consumed by lust, she closed her eyes, deliberately avoiding watching Red Wolf and Po Hong's intense lovemaking.

However, her hands were busy, unable to cover her ears. Because her eyes were closed, in the silence, she could hear every lewd moan, every breath, every soft thud of flesh against flesh, even the intoxicating aroma of sweat, love juice, and semen—a scent she couldn't escape!

She heard it...

Broken Rainbow had already climaxed, and Senior Brother's movements stopped. It turned around, and the heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer...

It was so hard, her whole body was so hot and itchy... Her breasts were so swollen and it was so painful...

At this moment, Red Wolf's mouth bit one of her large breasts, squeezing all her milk into its mouth. She felt pain, but also immense pleasure. Her body was like a broken dam, and her juices flowed out incessantly like a breached dam.

Although the sharp white teeth were keen, they showed no intention of harming the tender flesh between them. The penis remained incredibly erect after their recent battle; this was the stamina Red Wolf was supposed to possess. Compared to that stunning encounter, it was a complete failure—it went soft immediately after ejaculation?

Canines typically mate several times in a row to ensure reproduction; nine times in a row is commonplace. This wasn't due to any magic or bedroom arts training, but rather its innate instinct!

At the same time, Red Wolf aimed at his target and thrust his massive rod into Tianxiang's vagina in one go, instantly filling her up. Tianxiang immediately reached her climax. Her body was already sensitive to everything. Even if you touched a completely unrelated part of her, she would be excited and let out a melodious moan. Red Wolf's first thrust was enough to bring her to orgasm...

She used her hands to support herself up, her legs still spread apart. It was as if she had an extra leg in the middle, with a thick, throbbing rod inserted into her honey hole. Her large breasts swayed from side to side as she moved, and without being squeezed, a large amount of milk spurted from her nipples, which Red Wolf licked away with his rough tongue.

"Ah...ah...this...no..."

Her eyes were so dry she couldn't focus, her pupils dilated to their maximum. She remained in this position, dazed. Despite Red Wolf's vigorous movements, she didn't respond, only panting, moaning, and letting her breast milk flow. After a long while, she cried out again, reaching her second orgasm. However, Red Wolf hadn't ejaculated yet; she was the only one enjoying the pleasure...

Then, Tianxiang used her proud breasts to give Red Wolf a milk spray. Her soft breasts tightly gripped his penis, her fragrant lips gently and carefully licking it from root to tip again and again. Finally, she took the glans into her mouth, her tongue frantically licking around it, while her breasts gently rubbed his penis. This guy's breasts were truly amazing; their delicate feel was no less stunning than...

Then, Red Wolf also ejaculated. Just before he came, he pulled his penis out from between her breasts and inserted it back into Tianxiang's vagina.

Only when his ejaculation filled her womb to overflowing did the Crimson Wolf gradually revert to his Martial Demon Dragon form.

"Huff..."

The exhaustion, reminiscent of someone who had fought three hundred martial arts masters, was evident in the three women.

The Martial Demon Dragon sat naked on the ground. After a while, he realized his legs were completely unresponsive, as if they had gone limp...

"Oh no... could it really be that my legs are weak?"

he said half-jokingly, but his legs truly wouldn't move. Now, how was he going to save the Witch Queen?

No, if the three women awoke now, they would surely kill him immediately to obtain the Crimson Sun Blood so that the Moon Worship Cult Leader could control the Water Demon Beast!

Besides the Fire-Eyed Qilin Beast, there were no other Crimson Sun Beasts on Mount Ling that the Moon Worship Cult Leader recognized. Crimson Sun Beasts were sacred beasts with crimson bodies, belonging to the pure Yang category. Apart from fire beasts like the Fire Wolf, Fire Dragon, Fire Phoenix, and Fire Qilin, there were no other Crimson Sun Beasts. The bloodline of Crimson Sun Beasts had the power to suppress Yin-type toxins, which was why the Moon Worship Cult Leader used them to control the Water Demon Beast!

Although the deadly Grim Reaper was unconscious beside him, Wu Molong seemed completely unconcerned. The three women had all received the true teachings of the Third Elder, and even though Wu Molong's martial arts were still the strongest and highest, a fight would still be dangerous.

"Hmm... Senior Brother...!"

At this moment, the first unconscious woman, Yan'er, slowly awoke. She first looked at Wu Molong, then, as if remembering something, immediately retrieved her clothes to cover herself!

"Awake? Yan'er... is there anything wrong...?"

Huh!?

Strange, the alluring, seductive female assassin from just moments ago has suddenly become incredibly docile. But in Wu Molong's eyes, this is the original, stunning, and most beloved junior sister.

"Senior brother... how did you break the curse on me!?"

The curse was broken?

The Moon Worship Cult Leader cast a curse on them to control them. This curse was so powerful that it even allowed them to kill their respective fathers without them feeling anything. Such a powerful curse was broken!?

Actually... in the past, there was also a miraculous elixir that could awaken Shi Jiaolong, who was under the influence of the Bewitching Gu.

"Actually, I can't break your curse, but I used a Dragon Blood Pill!"

"A Dragon Blood Pill!?"

"That wasn't made with real dragon blood. Dragon blood is too poisonous to be used as a medicinal ingredient. It was made with the blood of the true dragon emperor of the Central Plains!"

"The emperor's blood...?"

Using human blood to make medicine isn't anything new; in witchcraft, the blood of poisoned people or hands is used as a poison ingredient or main ingredient. However, using human blood to make medicine is beyond the scope of what we're familiar with, because impure human blood usually can't produce good medicine.

But the emperor is different. The emperors of the Central Plains have always lived extravagant yet disciplined lives. Their diet, recipes, lifestyle, and clothing are all the result of research and experience from hundreds or even thousands of people.

Take food, for example: everything the imperial chefs cook each day is researched by the imperial kitchen beforehand to ensure it's healthy and suitable for the emperor's consumption before being served. The imperial kitchen is a bit different from the imperial chefs; the imperial kitchen is responsible for supervising the food cooked by the imperial chefs!

Therefore, the emperor's blood is different from that of ordinary people; it is pure, healthy, and not greasy, just like a true physician personally cultivates various herbs for alchemy. (There are exceptions; some medicinal materials must be collected from wild mountains to be effective, but some herbs, such as aconite, can be cultivated in special soil to produce non-toxic aconite.)

"I see..."

In fact, Wu Molong had secretly taken the Dragon Blood Pill from the beginning. Because of his wolf-like body, he couldn't fully absorb the effects of this sacred medicine, and the remaining medicinal properties were naturally 'excreted,' naturally, all of which were injected into the three witches' bodies.

The three elders were highly skilled in martial arts; no one in the world could defeat them overnight. However, their daughters could. By catching them off guard, and considering the love between them, even though the sect leader knew that the fourth elder would die at the hands of his daughters, only Elder Shi's daughter was 'coincidentally' kidnapped to the Central Plains by the traitor Wu Molong!

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