"The Chronicles of the Lewd and Cruel Martial World: The Green Couple's Martial World" (Episodes 1-10, Side Story 1-10, Stills of the Female Lead) Author: oicq789789

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Upon hearing Wen Jing's words, Ding Peng frowned, his beautiful face showing a hint of displeasure. "How could this be? The wooden box is clearly no longer in Master Ma's possession. Why would Chang Le Palace send assassins? Just now, outside Ningxiang Tower, I saw a figure flash by in the shadows, which is why I rushed here to Miss. Could it be..."
Before he could finish speaking, Sheng Tianyang, who was standing nearby, suddenly coughed up blood and slumped down. Wen Jing cried out in alarm, "Brother Sheng!" Ding Peng rushed to Sheng Tianyang's side and supported him, swiftly striking several acupoints on his chest and back. Sheng Tianyang's eyes closed, as if he had lost consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time, Sheng Tianyang gradually opened his eyes and found himself lying on a large, warm bed.
It was an elegantly decorated room, with luxurious furnishings around the room. Red candles flickered on the table, and wisps of smoke rose slowly from an incense burner, emitting a refreshing fragrance. He sat up and looked down. The arrow wound in his chest had been bandaged sometime earlier. He tried to regulate his internal energy, but felt his true energy was blocked. Any slight exertion of his internal force caused excruciating pain throughout his meridians.
A rustling of the beaded curtain came from outside the door, and a pretty woman in red carried in a wooden tray. Seeing Sheng Tianyang awake, a joyful smile appeared on her face. "Brother Sheng, you're finally awake! You were unconscious all night, and I was so worried!" Sheng Tianyang looked at the overflowing concern and joy on Wen Jing's face and smiled back, "Thank you so much, Miss, for saving me again. But I owe you so much, Miss, that it's a real headache. I don't know how to repay you!" Wen Jing smiled and placed a wooden tray on the bedside table, saying, "
Brother Sheng, there's no need to thank me. It was Sister Su Mei who treated your injuries. However, Sister Su told me that you were poisoned by the Northern Darkness Soul-Snatching Arrow from Chang Le Palace. This poison travels against the flow of energy through the meridians, and if you use your internal energy, it will accelerate the poison's entry into your heart. Sister Su can't neutralize this poison in the short term, so Brother Sheng, you'll have to rest for now. Let's wait for my husband to bring Miss Chu over so she can examine you!"
Sheng Tianyang laughed, "Fortunately, this aloof beauty doesn't yet know... " "I must have spoken ill of her behind my back, otherwise no one would have been able to cure me, wouldn't that have been terrible? Haha!"
Wen Jing laughed as she picked up a covered cup from the plate and sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning against Sheng Tianyang. She said softly, "Who told you, you filthy lecher, to be so lucky, destined to have so many beauties come to save you? Although I can't heal your wounds or cure your poison, I spent a whole night preparing this Snow Dew, which is very beneficial for the recovery of your true qi and internal strength. Let me feed it to you first, then you can thank me, okay?"
She held the small spoon to Sheng Tianyang's lips. Sheng Tianyang didn't open his mouth, just stared blankly. Wen Jing laughed, "You scoundrel, instead of taking your medicine, what are you thinking about now that you're spacing out?"
After a long while, Sheng Tianyang sighed softly and said, "I remember that I was originally just a lewd and villainous scoundrel hunted by everyone in the martial arts world, a fugitive on the run. I was only able to survive because I was fortunate enough to be taken in by Miss. Last time, when I suffered a qi deviation and was on the verge of death, I was also grateful that Miss didn't despise me and risked her life to save me. How can I ever repay Miss's kindness in this life?"
“…Brother Sheng!” Upon hearing this, Wen Jing smiled and kissed Sheng Tianyang on the cheek. She said softly, “Everyone in the martial world says you are a notorious lecher, but in Jing’er’s eyes, you are a true hero… Actually, Jing’er saved you to repay your life-saving grace to me. Six years ago in Yanzhou Prefecture, you saved my life. I wonder if Brother Sheng still remembers…”
Sheng Tianyang raised his thick eyebrows slightly, looking somewhat surprised, “Really? How come I’ve never remembered that?… I only remember killing the Yanzhou prefect, a master of the Demonic Sect, in the Yanzhou Prefecture government office six years ago.” "Murong Yuan. Could it be that Miss is referring to this matter?"
Wen Jing nodded and said, "Exactly!" Her gaze shifted, then she said sadly, "That Prefect of Yanzhou Prefecture, Murong Yuan, was one of the demonic sect masters who besieged my father, Lord Wen, in Lingnan back then. Because he was ostensibly a government official in the righteous path, our Wen family, although we discovered his true background, didn't have a good plan to deal with him for a while. But back then, Jing'er was eager for revenge and had never encountered a true martial arts master before. Acting impulsively, she secretly went to Yanzhou Prefecture alone, intending to kill Prefect Murong, without telling the eldest brother of the fortress..." Tianyang nodded and said, "Miss wants to kill that Prefect Murong? But I remember that Murong Yuan was one of the masters of the Shadowless Hall of the Demonic Sect. His skill in wielding six longswords simultaneously with both hands was superb. I only narrowly defeated him after more than a hundred moves. I wonder what powerful skills you knew back then, Miss, that you were confident you could kill him?"
Wen Jing blushed and said, "What powerful skills did I know back then? Looking back now, they were just some amateurish tricks. Jing'er simply disguised herself as a man and then bribed some martial arts figures in the city. Originally, I planned to use Tang Clan hidden weapons first, and then rely on the number of people..." We ambushed and assassinated Prefect Murong on the way, but after fighting him, we realized how powerful he was. In one battle, he killed most of our twenty-odd men, and the rest, including me, were captured by his men. Although Jing'er had bribed the officials beforehand, preparing to let us escape at the first opportunity, Prefect Murong didn't even bother to interrogate us; he ordered us all beheaded the next day! Fortunately, that very night, Brother Sheng massacred the prefectural government, killed Murong Yuan, and released all the prisoners in our jail; otherwise, Jing'er would have been in serious trouble! ..."
Sheng Tianyang laughed loudly, "So that's how it is, there..." How interesting! But I killed him because that Prefect Murong was a notorious villain who secretly used the internal organs of condemned prisoners to refine elixirs for the Demonic Cult. I loved fighting the Demonic Cult back then, so in a fierce battle, I took Prefect Murong's head, released the prisoners in the yamen, and finally burned down the Yanzhou yamen. Thinking about it now still feels incredibly satisfying! I just never expected that you, that ignorant little girl from back then, would still be imprisoned in that yamen! ...Speaking of which, why wasn't your betrothed, Ding Peng, by your side to help you take revenge back then?"
Wen Jing She chuckled, "Back then, Xiao Peng hadn't come to Wenjiabao yet, and Jing'er had no husband named Ding Peng." She paused, then continued, "In the past, the Ding family and our Wen family were renowned families in Lingnan, and the previous generation even arranged a marriage for us when we were still children. But nearly twenty years ago, the Demonic Sect launched a massive attack on Lingnan, and the battle was incredibly fierce. Although our righteous path repelled many of the Demonic Sect's experts, my father died from his injuries, and my mother disappeared without a trace. The Ding family was also wiped out by the Demonic Sect for helping our Wen family. It wasn't until five years ago, when Xiao Peng came to Wenjiabao, that we learned that the Ding family still had this one and only..." "The descendants who survived..."
Sheng Tianyang laughed, "So the Ding family has such a deep connection with your Wen family. It's a pity that such a beautiful woman like Miss was betrothed to that useless, lowly servant Ding Peng since birth. If it were someone like me, wouldn't I be ten times better than that brat?"
Wen Jing chuckled, "The Ding family suffered this annihilation for our Wen family, how can you speak of them like that? It's a good thing Peng'er's husband stayed up all night protecting you, Brother Sheng, and is now exhausted and sleeping in the outer room of this wing!"
Sheng Tianyang chuckled, "Not bad, not bad, the Sheng family is just..." "It was just idle talk, Miss, you don't need to take it to heart!"
Wen Jing smiled faintly, gently stroking the crisscrossing scars on Sheng Tianyang's bare, broad chest with her slender hand, and said softly, "What Brother Sheng said is true. Although I both hate and love that servant boy, I was already deeply smitten when I first saw such a magnificent man as Brother Sheng in the Yanzhou government office..." She paused, then looked up at Sheng Tianyang and smiled, "We've been talking for so long, and this Snow Dew has cooled down a bit. How about I feed it to you first?"
Sheng Tianyang smiled and opened his mouth, letting Wen Jing feed him with a small spoon. Sure enough, the thick, gelatinous nectar melted in his throat and felt incredibly cool in his stomach, relieving the stagnation of his inner energy. Wen Jing leaned closer and carefully fed him spoonful by spoonful. The two gradually became intimately close, and with each breath, Sheng Tianyang felt the beautiful woman beside him exhale fragrant breath, the subtle scent emanating from her body constantly captivating his soul. Sheng Tianyang couldn't contain his excitement, feeling a surge of heat in his lower abdomen. Before he knew it, his penis was erect and hard through his clothes. He chuckled, trying to hide his arousal, "I never thought I'd be so fortunate to be served so attentively by Miss Wen. If it were any of the other prostitutes in Ningxiang Pavilion, my lecherous nature would have been uncontrollable, and I'd have raped her right here! Hehe!"
Wen Jing pursed her lips, then suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I'm hoping you, you lecherous scoundrel, will treat me like a prostitute and rape me. So what?" "?"
Sheng Tianyang could no longer restrain himself. He snatched the covered cup from her hand and drank it in one gulp. He threw the cup aside, reached out and pulled Wen Jing onto the bed, embracing her tightly. Wen Jing showed no resistance. Her beautiful and charming face held a half-smile, her red lips seemed to drip with water, and her eyes were brimming with affection as she lay in his arms, looking at him seductively. Sheng Tianyang leaned down and sealed her cherry lips with his. Wen Jing only let out a soft "Mmm," her soft body twisting slightly in his arms before she also embraced Sheng Tianyang and slumped into his embrace.
The candlelight flickered, and the two people embracing on the warm bed had their tongues passionately intertwined in each other's mouths. In his arms, Wen Jing felt her soft tongue being forcibly held in his mouth and sucked hard, even the sweet and fragrant saliva in her mouth being greedily devoured by his tongue. At the same time, Wen Jing felt the ribbon around her waist being torn open by Sheng Tianyang. Her body slightly yielded, obediently allowing the burly man in front of her to strip off her undergarments, until her light red dress and fragrant undergarments were ripped off by his large hands and roughly thrown to the side of the bed.
In the candlelight, Wen Jing's exquisite body, exuding a faint fragrance, her delicate white skin, her full and perky breasts, and the thick, alluring dark pubic hair between her tightly closed legs, were all suddenly exposed naked in Sheng Tianyang's arms. She couldn't help but blush, and even her lips, which were being kissed by Sheng Tianyang, emitted shy "mmm" sounds. Just as she subconsciously covered her pair of snow-white, naked, full breasts, Sheng Tianyang pulled her arms away, and his large hand unceremoniously grasped and kneaded one of Wen Jing's full and tempting breasts.
As Sheng Tianyang's hands continued to knead, the full, snow-white breasts changed shape, but their lips remained pressed together, kissing incessantly. Sheng Tianyang grasped and kneaded one of Wen Jing's breasts with one hand, while his other hand reached down to the thick, dark pubic hair between her legs. Wen Jing was stimulated and couldn't help but moan softly as she twisted her waist, but his rough fingers still managed to part the thick pubic hair of her vulva. He could feel that her labia and the opening of her vagina were already wet and slippery.
With a lewd grin, Sheng Tianyang rubbed and twisted her erect, rosy nipple repeatedly, while simultaneously pressing down on her vulva, pinching and playing with her swollen clitoris between his fingers. His fingers gently probed downwards, tracing the slippery opening of Wen Jing's vulva, touching the sensitive folds of her anus. Sheng Tianyang pressed his fingertips against the folds of her anus and clitoris, gently rubbing them together. Seemingly unintentionally, with a slight increase in pressure, his fingertips sank into her anus, stimulating Wen Jing to tremble with a soft "ooh."
Under the constant stimulation from both above and below, the "oohs" from Wen Jing's mouth grew more and more rapid. Finally, with what seemed like great effort, she managed to pull her tongue away from Sheng Tianyang's mouth. Although their lips were separated, their saliva had already mixed together at the point of contact, dripping down her cheeks. Wen Jing's pretty face was flushed, her lips were red and moist. She wrapped her arms around Sheng Tianyang's neck, trying to suppress the waves of pleasure coming from the constant playing with her nipples and clitoris. Her naked, snow-white skin trembled slightly as his large hands roamed freely over her body. She lowered her head, biting her cherry lips and breathing softly, "I never thought you, you damned lecherous thief, would be so skilled at playing with a young woman! ... Jing'er is so eager to feel good... Why aren't you hurrying up? ... Ah... Don't stop... You lecherous thief, you're so annoying!..."
Just as she was moaning and enjoying the constant stimulation, Sheng Tianyang suddenly stopped what he was doing. Wen Jing raised her head slightly, looking at him with a puzzled expression. Sheng Tianyang chuckled and said, "Hmph! I'm known as the 'Demon of Lust,' having slept with countless women in the martial world, but I've always been the one who begged me to rape her! You, this little slut from Ningxiang Pavilion, are only pretty, so why should I make you feel good?"
Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, then cast a resentful glance at Sheng Tianyang before bowing her head and speaking softly and obediently, "...Yes! Jing'er understands. It was this servant's fault for not serving Master Sheng well. Please punish me, Master!..."
Sheng Tianyang casually pinched Wen Jing's nipple and chuckled, "You slut, you've learned to be a slut quite quickly. So tell me, according to the rules of your Ningxiang Pavilion, how should you punish me?"
Wen Jing looked at Sheng Tianyang's slightly upturned smile. Her lips trembled for a moment, then she bit her lip and said, "...According to the rules of Ningxiang Pavilion, please, Master Sheng, reward Jing'er with a slap!"
Sheng Tianyang laughed, "Good!" As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped her hard. Wen Jing let out a cry of pain, turned to the side, covered half of her flushed cheek, and lay on the edge of the bed. Sheng Tianyang didn't even look at her, but crossed his legs and said coldly, "Considering that you, this slut, are sensible, I will now reward you, this whore, to lick my feet. If you don't do a good job, you can slap yourself!"
Wen Jing covered her flushed cheek and stood there for a long time before softly saying, "Yes! This servant thanks Master Sheng for the reward!"
She slowly crawled to Sheng Tianyang's raised feet and removed the cloth socks from his feet. A strong smell of foot sweat immediately wafted from his dark feet. Wen Jing, pampered and accustomed to cleanliness since childhood, hesitated for a moment. Sheng
Tianyang coldly sneered, "What? If you can't even serve a customer properly, what right do you, a slut, have to be a lowly whore in a brothel?" Wen Jing lowered her eyes and softly replied, "Yes! Jing'er is indeed a lowly whore. Since Master Sheng doesn't mind, Jing'er will serve you by licking your feet!" Having said that, she indeed extended her soft, delicate tongue and slowly licked Sheng Tianyang's instep, repeatedly moving her tongue up and down, licking and sucking the entire instep of his large foot. She truly considered herself a prostitute in this Ningxiang Pavilion, enduring the salty and sour taste and the strong smell of foot sweat. Even when her tongue brushed against the tiny specks of dirt on his feet, she closed her eyes and swallowed them with her saliva.
She licked from the instep of Sheng Tianyang's foot to his heel, slowly softening the calluses with her saliva until she reached the sole. Then, she took Sheng Tianyang's large big toe into her mouth and sucked on it forcefully.
Sheng Tianyang watched Wen Jing kneeling before him, sucking his toes. Suddenly, he casually flicked his wrist, and the silk covering the tall bronze mirror by the bed fell to the ground. The mirror clearly reflected the two of them. Sheng Tianyang chuckled and said, "You slut, take a good look at yourself! Your lowly way of serving me is quite despicable, isn't it? Does your cheap and slutty cunt deserve to be fucked by my penis?"
Wen Jing trembled slightly upon hearing this. She turned her head to look at herself in the mirror. Her beautiful hair was disheveled, her snowy buttocks were high, and she was lying naked at Sheng Tianyang's feet. Her two full breasts dangled with rosy nipples, and her dark, damp pubic hair was slightly disheveled, revealing glimpses of her alluring, deep red labia, radiating an irresistible, moist sheen. In her mouth, she was not only sucking on the man's large, dark toes like a bitch, but also diligently pleasing him with her sucking. At this moment, to anyone else, she appeared no different from the lowest, most despicable prostitute in a brothel; where was the trace of her usual pampered, beautiful, and willful demeanor—the noble bearing of the eldest daughter of the Wen family, one of the three beauties of the martial world?
But seeing her own utterly degrading appearance, Wen Jing unconsciously began to have a strange feeling, as if she were the very lowly prostitute in Ningxiang Pavilion, and being humiliated naked by customers, licking their feet, was commonplace. Thinking this way, she slowly began to get used to the smell on her feet that she should have found unbearable, and the stench of sweat even seemed to have an indescribable allure. Coupled with seeing her own degrading appearance in the mirror, it transformed into waves of strange, stimulating pleasure in Wen Jing's heart, like an aphrodisiac constantly assaulting her mind. Before she knew it, Wen Jing felt her lower body convulsing with the empty longing of her vagina to be filled by a penis, and her vaginal fluids were constantly flowing out.
Wen Jing's pretty face and neck were flushed, her heart filled with the intense pleasure of humiliation and stimulation. Sheng Tianyang, however, seemed to be enjoying himself immensely. He looked at this beautiful and noble woman, the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, whom countless handsome young men longed to see but could never attain, now kneeling naked before him like a prostitute, sucking his toes like a bitch. His penis, erect even through his clothes, was impressive in both length and size, yet he didn't remove his clothes to reveal his large member, seemingly deliberately disdaining to let Wen Jing see it.
Sheng Tianyang enjoyed himself for a long time before finally pulling his toes from her mouth and placing them on her dark, thick pubic hair. He dipped his toes in her vaginal fluids and slowly slid them back and forth along her wet vaginal opening, occasionally rubbing against her anus. Wen Jing lowered her head, her body trembling slightly as she gasped for breath, her legs spread wide, her eyes fixed on him as he fondled her genitals with his toes. When she saw Sheng Tianyang's toes pull a glistening, sticky trail of vaginal fluid from between her labia, her face flushed crimson. Sheng Tianyang chuckled, "Just licking your feet and your cunt's already this wet? You slut, you can't wait to be fucked by my cock, can you?"
Wen Jing, already aroused by Sheng Tianyang, couldn't resist reaching for her genitals, rubbing her swollen, red clitoris as she trembled, "...Yes! This slut, Jing'er, just licking Master Sheng's feet... and my cunt wants to be fucked... Waaah... Please, Master, grant Jing'er's wish!..."

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