[Urban] Phoenix in Flames (Complete) - 13

In Chapter 4 of " Surrounded by Enemies

," Fu Shaomin was startled awake from her dream, feeling Mo Tian ejaculate inside her. Yuan Qiang, however, seemed still dreaming. "Yuan Qiang!" she called anxiously.
"Ugh..." Yuan Qiang finally regained his senses.
"Don't forget what I just said, hurry, ah!" Fu Shaomin quickly finished speaking, her body being stretched to the point of bursting by Mo Tian's penetration, and
she couldn't help but cry out. "Oh, oh." Yuan Qiang responded frantically, trying to move his body, but such things are often counterproductive; the more he wanted to ejaculate, the less he could.
Fu Shaomin took a deep breath, enduring the excruciating pain in her anus, and began to twist her hips. This wasn't because of the aphrodisiac, but to give Yuan Qiang greater stimulation and pleasure.
"Damn, that was so good!" Mo Tian, after nearly an hour of this, also felt somewhat exhausted after ejaculating the last drop of semen. He pulled out his bloodied penis. "This drug really works!" Seeing Fu Shaomin stroking Yuan Qiang's penis even more vigorously, he assumed the drug was working again. He pulled up his pants and said, "I'm going to rest and take a shower. This beauty is yours!" He turned and left.
Seeing Mo Tian preparing to leave, Fu Shaomin became anxious. She lay on top of Yuan Qiang, rubbing her full breasts against his chest, urging, "Hurry up!"
Yuan Qiang was covered in sweat. He felt he had reached his climax, but he just couldn't ejaculate. He closed his eyes, clearing his mind of all distractions, enjoying the supreme pleasure his lover brought him. Gradually, his penis grew erect.
Fei Yuhen, who had been waiting for a long time, was already impatient. Before Mo Tian left, he quickly walked over.
He was anxious, but Fu Shaomin was even more anxious, writhing even more frantically, hoping Yuan Qiang would reach orgasm quickly.
"Still putting in so much effort? Save your energy for serving this great master!" Fei Yuhen said. Two fat, short hands lifted her thighs, and her beautiful, naked body was lifted away from Yuan Qiang. In the instant Fu Shaomin was carried away, Yuan Qiang's penis shot a white line more than a foot high into the air, but it was too late.
Fu Shaomin's face was deathly pale. The pathetic Yuan Qiang hadn't been able to let go of his burdens and accept further trials. She didn't know what to say, staring blankly at him.
Yuan Qiang lowered his head deeply, "I'm so useless." He began to blame himself again.
"Finally, it's my turn," Fei Yuhen said, carrying Fu Shaomin towards the other door.
At the moment they stepped out the door, Fu Shaomin and Yuan Qiang's eyes met again.
"I love you!"
"I love you!"
Almost simultaneously, they both blurted out.
Fei Yuhen, carrying Fu Shaomin, disappeared from Yuan Qiang's sight, but the words "I love you" still echoed in their ears…
…
Ji Xiaoyun saw and heard everything, her heart burning with anxiety. Jie Hanyan's actions deeply moved her; she wished she could sprout wings and chop Luo Li in half with a single blow. Suddenly, Ji Xiaoyun noticed a controller on the left wall, possibly the switch for the laser beam. Without thinking, she risked it, her soft sword flashing towards the controller like lightning.
Just as Luo Li twisted Jie Hanyan's shoulder, a spark ignited inside the vault, and the laser beam vanished. Ji Xiaoyun, quick-witted, finally deactivated the mechanism. Without hesitation, she struck the cabinet containing the Yellow Emperor's Sword with a single palm strike, her body flashing outwards like lightning.
Just as Luo Li was calculating how to deflower Hanyan before Ding Fei could reach her, a bone-chilling cold air rushed towards him. Without thinking, he crossed his arms to protect his chest and retreated several steps.
Ji Xiaoyun, carrying the sword case in one hand, slipped through the crack in the door like the wind. With her other hand, she helped Xie Hanyan up and quickly straightened her dislocated joint.
Ding Fei, Ren Yuantian, and the others, ignoring their injuries, scrambled to their feet and blocked the exit. The responsibility for losing the sword was something no one could bear.
"Thank you!" Ji Xiaoyun said, these two words expressing her admiration for Xie Hanyan. Then she asked, "Can you still walk?"
Xie Hanyan laughed heartily and said, "Yes."
"Then let's break out!" Ji Xiaoyun said, throwing the case towards the exit, the two following closely behind.
The Black Dragon Society elites fought desperately to stop her, but although they couldn't stop Ji Xiaoyun, they forced the heavily injured Xie Hanyan back into the hall.
Without hesitation, Ji Xiaoyun turned back and charged into the encirclement, finally leading Xie Hanyan out of their trap.
After traversing the long corridor and finally emerging from underground, Ji Xiaoyun handed the cabinet to Xie Hanyan, saying, "I'll hold them off first. You go ahead and meet me ten miles to the north."
"Okay!" Xie Hanyan knew this was the only way to escape, and she took the cabinet.
"None of you will get away!" A dark cloud seemed to descend from the sky, blocking their path. The newcomer was tall, dressed in a black cloak, and wore a ferocious bronze mask.
Ji Xiaoyun's pupils contracted as she stared at the newcomer, saying, "Mo Zhentian!"
"Indeed, it is I." Mo Zhentian stared at the still naked Xie Hanyan, a flame igniting in his eyes. He laughed loudly and charged towards Xie Hanyan at incredible speed.
"Watch out!" Ji Xiaoyun's words had barely left her lips when the two had already exchanged several blows. Xie Hanyan fell to the ground, the glass cabinet in her hand flying horizontally towards the Black Dragon Society members who were following behind.
"You bunch of idiots! You can't even hold onto a sword properly, you're utterly useless!" Mo Tian cursed his subordinates.
Although she hadn't officially fought Mo Zhentian yet, judging from his aura and the skill with which he snatched the cabinet, his martial arts were second only to hers. Outnumbered, it was impossible to take the "Yellow Emperor's Sword" from him again tonight.
She secretly gestured to Xie Hanyan, signaling her to flee at the first opportunity. With a soft shout, she lunged at Mo Zhentian, knowing that only in a desperate situation could she survive.
Before she even arrived, Mo Zhentian felt the surrounding air freeze. He secretly praised her skill, unleashing ninety percent of his "Heaven-Shaking Divine Skill," pushing his palms forward and unleashing an incredibly powerful force.
The two energies clashed, and Ji Xiaoyun seemed unable to withstand it, being forced back. But Mo Zhentian knew she was by no means weak. As expected, Ji Xiaoyun used the force of that palm strike to dazzle everyone, reaching Xie Hanyan's side and grabbing her as they raced down the cliff. Their movements were swift as rabbits leaping, leaving everyone except Mo Zhentian unable to react.
"Hmph!" Mo Zhentian snorted coldly. To let them escape so easily—where was his authority as the guild leader?
He soared into the air, giving chase, with the others close behind.
The wind whistled past their ears. During their high-speed flight, Ji Xiaoyun's black night clothes were torn in several places by tree branches. Ji Xiaoyun knew that once Mo Zhentian caught up with her, she would have no chance of leaving Black Dragon Manor alive. Although Ji Xiaoyun's lightness skill was extremely high, she was always carrying someone, and Mo Zhentian was closing in.
"You go, don't worry about me," Xie Hanyan said.
At this moment, Ji Xiaoyun couldn't speak; she continued to carry her, fleeing for her life.
"Surrender now!" Mo Zhentian roared, suddenly accelerating and pressing close behind Ji Xiaoyun, striking her back with a palm. Ji Xiaoyun dared not stop to defend herself; stopping to fight him would be tantamount to suicide. She focused her inner energy on her back, preparing to take the blow head-on for a chance to escape.
Suddenly, Jie Hanyan, whom Ji Xiaoyun was holding, broke free, meeting Mo Zhentian's palms head-on. The powerful internal energy sent Jie Hanyan's naked body flying through the air, tumbling down the cliff and into the vast sea, disappearing instantly. Ji
Xiaoyun gritted her teeth, using Jie Hanyan's momentum as a shield, and swiftly vanished into the darkness, leaving Mo Zhentian no chance to catch up.
Mo Zhentian stood on a large rock jutting out from the cliff edge, gazing at the churning sea. Such a beautiful woman, perishing in the ocean, filled him with deep regret.
The Black Dragon Gang members, panting, arrived at Mo Zhentian's side. Finding the two gone, they dared not even breathe.
Mo Zhentian waved his hand regretfully, saying, "Go!" and then leaped towards the cliff top…
Mo Zhentian had underestimated Xie Hanyan's abilities. While this palm strike had worsened her injuries, it hadn't killed her. However, Xie Hanyan was now utterly exhausted. She floated listlessly on the inky black sea, drifting with the current.
A crescent moon peeking through the clouds cast a faint silver light upon the earth, creating a chilling atmosphere. The cold moonlight was gradually eroding her strength. Xie Hanyan didn't know how long she could hold on, or if she would see the sun rise tomorrow. Though she cherished life dearly, her heart remained open and fearless, without regret.
"Between the four seas and the heavens, I roam freely; the secrets of heaven are unfathomable, but becoming an immortal is not difficult."
Suddenly, a loud song reached Jie Hanyan's ears. Looking around, she saw a small boat approaching her, with a tall man in a Taoist robe and a topknot standing on it. He didn't row, yet the boat moved forward without wind.
Jie Hanyan's mind raced; she didn't know if the newcomer was friend or foe, and could only wait and see…

Chapter 4: Who is True Love?
Fei Yuhen carried Fu Shaomin into the room. Fu Shaomin expected him to be eager to violate her, but unexpectedly, Fei Yuhen first had two seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls serve her in a marble bath.
Fei Yuhen stood by the bath, scolding the girls while admiring Fu Shaomin's beauty as she bathed.
Soon, Fu Shaomin washed away the sweat and grime, and with the help of the two girls, she stepped out of the bath.
After the bath, Fu Shaomin looked even more radiant and beautiful. "What a beautiful lotus emerging from the water." Fei Yuhen led her into another room, his arm around her slender waist.
Fei Yuhen made Fu Shaomin lie on a chair without armrests, supported only by a few iron supports. He used leather straps to fasten her head, waist, and ankles to the supports, then unlocked her handcuffs and handcuffed her hands as well.
The iron supports could be moved freely up, down, left, and right. Fei Yuhen manipulated them a few times, and Fu Shaomin's naked body was now spread out in a "V" shape, all her sensitive areas clearly visible, very sexy.
She had exhausted too much energy being raped by Mo Tian earlier, and her bones ached faintly. Although she had bathed and cleansed her body, it could not heal the wounds in her heart. Fu Shaomin closed her eyes, despondent and helpless, waiting to be violated again.
A cool sensation came from between her thighs. Fu Shaomin opened her eyes in surprise and saw Fei Yuhen holding a cotton swab, dipping it in some unknown liquid, and applying it to her injured and torn anus.
"What are you doing?" Fu Shaomin couldn't help but ask. Her first thought was that Fei Yuhen was giving her some kind of powerful aphrodisiac again; the drug that had made her body uncontrollable had truly terrified her.
Fei Yuhen looked up and chuckled, saying, "Don't be afraid, this is a miracle cure for wounds. Your anus is torn, but luckily it's not too serious. After using this medicine, it'll be fine in a few days." Fu Shaomin was
taken aback, then coldly said, "No need to be so kind!" She had already experienced Fei Yuhen's methods, so she absolutely did not believe he would have any pity.
Fei Yuhen applied the medicine, covered it with a gauze, and then secured it with tape. He straightened up, clapped his hands, and said, "Originally, I didn't need to care whether you were injured or not, but my Japanese friends want me to help them film some adult films. I've thought you're the most suitable leading lady."
"What! You—" Fu Shaomin was extremely shocked.
"You've already been the lead in an adult film, what's the big deal?" Fei Yuhen said sarcastically.
Fu Shaomin shouted angrily, "You're talking nonsense! When have I ever acted in anything like that!"
"If you don't believe me, look." Fei Yuhen picked up a remote control and pressed a button. The television opposite showed the scene of Fu Shaomin being raped by Mo Tian. In the scene, Fu Shaomin had just reached her climax and was acting extremely frenzied and lewd.
"Don't play it!" Fu Shaomin realized what he meant when he said she had acted in pornographic films. She couldn't believe that the woman on the television was herself.
"It's really exciting, but this wasn't recorded by a professional camera, so the clarity isn't good enough. Tomorrow's recording will be different. The director and cameraman are top-notch Japanese. The result will definitely be much better than this." Fei Yuhen said, quickly taking off his clothes, walking closer to her, and inserting two fingers into her vagina. He said, "But let me have some fun first."
Fu Shaomin closed her eyes in pain. Tomorrow she would be raped in front of the cameras, and the footage would be made into a videotape for millions of men to watch. Even if she managed to escape this time, could she still walk with her head held high in the sun afterward? Everything went black before her eyes.
Fei Yuhen's flirting techniques were far superior to Mo Tian's. He rapidly moved two fingers in and out of her vagina, while his thumb and ring finger continuously rubbed her clitoris. The effects of the aphrodisiac in Fu Shaomin's body hadn't completely worn off, and soon her vagina was overflowing with fluids.
Suddenly, Fu Shaomin felt something hard rubbing against her lips. Opening her eyes, she was shocked to find his penis positioned across her mouth. She gritted her teeth and turned her head to the other side.
"Don't want to give me oral sex?" Fei Yuhen said.
Fu Shaomin dared not speak, fearing that his penis would take the opportunity to penetrate her. She shook her head vigorously, expressing her unwillingness.
Fei Yuhen smiled confidently and said, "Fine! Then I won't force you, but you'll be begging me to give you oral sex later." With that, he moved between her legs and thrust his penis into Fu Shaomin's body. The room was immediately filled with the lewd "slap slap" sounds of flesh colliding.
Although Fei Yuhen's penis was smaller than Mo Tian's, and her vagina was much more lubricated, she didn't feel any physical pain. However, the shame of being raped again still gripped Fu Shaomin's heart.
Fei Yuhen let out strange cries, and suddenly his penis thrust upwards, shouting, "Ah, I'm going to ejaculate..."
"No—" Hearing that Fei Yuhen was about to ejaculate inside her, Fu Shaomin screamed, her heart leaping into her throat. If she were to become pregnant with his child, it would be worse than being raped by ten men. After
a long while, Fu Shaomin still hadn't felt him ejaculate. She couldn't help but glance at Fei Yuhen and found him looking at her with a cunning gaze. She knew that he had seen through her thoughts.
"Hehe!" Fei Yuhen chuckled dryly, "Afraid of getting pregnant, huh? No wonder you were so enthusiastic on your husband earlier. What a pity! What a pity! You missed it by one step. Today I'm going to ejaculate inside you. It wouldn't be bad if we had a son." As he spoke, he thrust even harder into her vagina, seemingly about to reach orgasm at any moment.
"Don't ejaculate inside me, okay?" This was the first time Fu Shaomin had pleaded since being captured.
Fei Yuhen's penis continued to violently churn inside her. "Then where do you want me to ejaculate? Are you willing to give me oral sex?"
Fu Shaomin's mouth gaped open, unable to speak. She simply couldn't utter the word "willing." Just one act of submission in front of the enemy would breach the defenses she had built in her heart.
Fei Yuhen didn't actually want to ejaculate inside her. A pregnant woman couldn't earn money for him, and besides, having his child would bring a series of troubles. He only said this to force Fu Shaomin to perform oral sex.
"Girls are always embarrassed; they might be willing but won't say it!" He pulled out his penis and walked back to Fu Shaomin, pinching her cheeks and forcing her mouth open, inserting his penis inside. "If you don't want oral sex, I'll ejaculate inside you, understand?" he threatened again.
The penis, covered in her own love juice, plunged straight into her throat. Just as she was about to resist, she heard Fei Yuhen's words and froze, letting the penis pound around in her mouth.
"This is your first time giving oral sex, isn't it?" Fei Yuhen said. He was unwilling to accept that Mo Tian had beaten him to it, but the thought of this beautiful woman giving him oral sex for the first time made him extremely excited.
His penis completely filled her mouth, leaving Fu Shaomin extremely oxygen-deprived. Fortunately, Fei Yuhen didn't last long before reaching orgasm, a large amount of slightly salty semen flowing into her mouth, much of it going down her throat and into her stomach.
Fei Yuhen withdrew his penis and began to dress. Fu Shaomin coughed violently, strands of thick, milky-white semen dripping from her red lips.
"It's already 5 o'clock, you only have 4 hours, get some rest," Fei Yuhen said, turning and leaving. Fu
Shaomin stared blankly at the ceiling light, large tears streaming down her cheeks. "No matter what, I have to hold on," she told herself silently. Time ticked by, and the utterly exhausted Fu Shaomin finally drifted off to sleep.
...
The small boat instantly arrived beside Jie Hanyan. In the moonlight, the Taoist priest appeared to be around fifty years old, with sunken eyes, high cheekbones, and a pockmarked face—his appearance was utterly hideous.
Judging from his appearance, Xie Hanyan felt that this man was not only extremely skilled in martial arts, but also not one of their kind. Sure enough, the horse-faced Taoist stared at her naked body, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light. With a wave of his hands, an extremely powerful force lifted the naked Xie Hanyan out of the water. This ability to manipulate objects from a distance left Xie Hanyan in awe. She knew she had no chance of survival tonight, but the warriors of the "Phoenix" believed that "the phoenix is reborn from the flames," and facing a desperate situation was a challenge and a test. For thousands of years, countless warriors of the "Phoenix" had died in their war against darkness and evil, but few had chosen suicide.
The horse-faced Taoist wrapped his long arm around Xie Hanyan's slender waist, his left hand brushing across her flat stomach.
An extremely domineering stream of true energy flowed into her dantian, sealing her eight extraordinary meridians.
"You're a member of 'Phoenix,' but judging by your martial arts, you're only at the 'Young Phoenix' level. You dare to storm Black Dragon Manor? You've got some nerve, young lady." The horse-faced Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the bow of the boat, his arm around Xie Hanyan.
Members of "Phoenix" addressed each other as sisters, without a strict hierarchical system. However, for unified command and coordination, they were divided into three levels: "Holy Phoenix," "Divine Phoenix," and "Young Phoenix." The "Young Phoenix" level had the most members, followed by the "Divine Phoenix," with only about ten "Holy Phoenix" level experts. Above the "Holy Phoenix" were the leader, "Heavenly Phoenix," and several mysterious masters. The ranking was primarily based on martial arts skill, but some individuals with exceptional strategy, even if their martial arts were weak or nonexistent, were still classified as "Divine Phoenix" or "Holy Phoenix."
For thousands of years, "Phoenix" had kept all men at bay. However, in the past decade or so, the Phoenix has been at a disadvantage in its clashes with the Dark God Cult. The Phoenix has implemented reforms, with the "Holy Phoenix Level" expert Yin Xuedie responsible for recruiting extraordinary individuals from across the land to strengthen its power.
After suffering setbacks in World War II, the Dark God Cult, under the leadership of a powerful and charismatic leader, has greatly increased its strength after more than fifty years of recuperation. Besides ancient martial arts, the Dark God Cult has developed several powerful weapons using modern technology, including bio-engineered warriors and genetically modified superhumans. They have also created incredibly powerful half-human, half-machine, and half-human, half-beast warriors. Currently, each of the six continents (excluding Asia) has a "Holy Phoenix Level" expert leading the Phoenix in a war against the Dark God Cult, whether overt or covert. However, except in Asia, the Phoenix is at a significant disadvantage and has retreated to underground operations.
The horse-faced Taoist clearly knew "Phoenix" very well, accurately determining her identity. Jie Hanyan countered, "Are you a member of the Black Dragon Society?"
The horse-faced Taoist scoffed, "You're so blind! You'll be one of my people sooner or later anyway, so telling you won't hurt. I am Yin Ziyang, the Divine Firmament Star Lord, one of the Six Star Lords of the Dark God Sect.
The Dark God Sect has many powerful masters, the most powerful of whom is the First Emperor—the Black Emperor of the Dark God Sect, followed by the Second Emperor, the Third Saint, the Fourth Demon, the Fifth Divine General, and the Sixth Star Lord." Jie Hanyan hadn't expected that this horse-faced Taoist's identity was even above that of Mo Zhentian, the president of the Black Dragon Society, the Asian branch of the Dark God Sect.
Yin Ziyang was passing through Hong Kong, drinking and reminiscing with Mo Zhentian, when he suddenly received an alarm. He immediately rushed to Black Dragon Manor with Mo Zhentian. Upon seeing Jie Hanyan, he was immediately awestruck. After she was knocked off the cliff by Mo Zhentian, he found a small boat... He set sail to search. Yin Ziyang contracted leprosy in his youth, suffering the scorn of the world. Later, he met Ananda, one of the four great demons of the Dark God Cult—the Indian demon monk Ananda—who not only cured his leprosy but also taught him superior martial arts. On the day he mastered his martial arts, he slaughtered all those who had wronged him. For decades, he devoted himself to martial arts, his skills advancing rapidly, while remaining indifferent to women. But since meeting Jie Hanyan, her captivating figure has instantly captured his heart. He was attracted not only by Jie Hanyan's unparalleled beauty and perfect body but also by her gentle and intelligent heart, her spirit as pure as a lily in a secluded valley. Yin Ziyang vowed to make her his woman.
Seeing her somewhat surprised, Yin Ziyang assumed his reputation had intimidated her and said with no small amount of pride, "Don't be afraid. As long as you are willing to be my woman, I will naturally not kill you and will treat you well." "
Jie Hanyan never expected him to say such a thing. She found it somewhat amusing and scoffed, 'Who do you think I am? Tonight I'm in your hands. Do with me as you please. If you want me to be your woman, you might as well reincarnate.'
A fleeting glint of murderous intent flashed in Yin Ziyang's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and asked, 'Do you know Luo Ziyan, the Divine Phoenix level expert?' Yin Ziyang asked.
'Oh,' Jie Hanyan replied. Luo Ziyan was a renowned expert in the 'Phoenix' sect for nearly ten years. Jie Hanyan had received martial arts instruction from her when she was a child, and after spending several months together, she naturally remembered her well. Later, Luo Ziyan left China to join the front lines against the Dark God Cult, and the two never met again. Luo Ziyan had fought across seven continents for ten years, achieving numerous feats, and Jie Hanyan had heard many rumors about her. Although her own martial arts were not yet fully developed, she had always longed to be like Luo Ziyan, killing enemies and making meritorious contributions.
'There is such a person, but I don't know her.'" "Jie Hanyan said calmly, not understanding the meaning behind Yin Ziyang's words.
"Luo Ziyan is considered a master of your 'Phoenix' sect, isn't she? Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, she dared to fight against our Dark God Sect.
Let me tell you, she's in our hands now. She's lost all her martial arts and has been trampled by hundreds and thousands of men. She's living a life worse than death!" Yin Ziyang paused, then said, "I truly don't want you to end up like her, your pure and innocent body turned into a rotten mess. 'Phoenix' sect's strength is far inferior to ours. I hope you can turn back before it's too late."
"Do you think you have that ability? There's absolutely no way I'd betray 'Phoenix' in this life. " "Jie Hanyan said. Back then, Luo Ziyan had given her, who had been an orphan since childhood, a warmth akin to kinship. She still vividly remembered those days. Deep down, Jie Hanyan didn't want to believe what he said.
Yin Ziyang's face flushed. Jie Hanyan was right. Although his martial arts were high, he was still some distance from Luo Ziyan. He hadn't participated in the battle to capture Luo Ziyan alive. Half a year ago, Luo Ziyan infiltrated the Tower of Death in Egypt and killed the only son of Pharaoh King Gulidi, one of the Three Saints. Gulidi issued a kill order. Seven days ago, Luo Ziyan was ambushed at Angkor Wat in Myanmar by the five generals of the Dark Ink Cult: Azure Dragon Lei Po, White Tiger Yin Xiao, and Black Tortoise Tu Zhenzi. Outnumbered and exhausted, she was captured.
After suffering all kinds of humiliation, because Lei Po and the others had important matters to attend to, Yin Ziyang was responsible for escorting Luo Ziyan back to the Tower of Death.
"Hmph! If you don't believe me, I guarantee you'll see Luo Ziyan soon." "Of course, Yin Ziyang refused to admit that Luo Ziyan's martial arts were superior to his.
"Alright, take me to see her." Seeing how certain he was, Xie Hanyan's mood became much heavier.
"No rush, no rush," Yin Ziyang said, reaching out to pinch her firm, erect breasts and gently kneading them: "Such a beautiful night, with a beauty in my arms, let's not talk about these unromantic things. A moment of bliss is worth a thousand pieces of gold." Seeing that his intimidation had no effect, he changed the subject.
Although she had been humiliated several times at Black Dragon Manor, the situation was urgent, and Xie Hanyan was single-minded, so she hadn't had time to think much about it. Now, with the crescent moon hanging in the sky and the surroundings silent, her tense heart, though relaxed, could not find peace. The fate of Luo Ziyan, who had given her an unforgettable bond, was unknown, and she herself was about to lose her virginity to this ugly Taoist priest. As the saying goes, the future is fraught with hardship, life is unpredictable, and fate is fickle. The sorrow surging in Xie Hanyan's heart grew stronger, her starry eyes dimmed, and a lingering dark cloud enveloped her heart.
Seeing her sorrowful face, Yin Ziyang felt a surge of pity and said gently, "I know you are still a virgin and extremely unwilling to be with me, but you must accept this reality. To be honest, I have genuine feelings for you, but our positions are opposed, and I cannot release you without permission. Otherwise, in this vast world, there will be no place for me. If you don't become my woman, you will be defiled by more men, which will only increase your suffering. At that time, even I won't be able to help you."
Xie Hanyan was stunned. She hadn't expected this horse-faced Taoist to say he had genuine feelings for her; it was truly absurd.
"When I was young, I suffered from leprosy and endured all kinds of bullying. There is no justice in this world; only strength matters. Just like now, I am stronger than you, so you should be at my mercy. If one day you become stronger than me, I will die at your hands without complaint." Yin Ziyang paused and said, "I only say this because I truly like you, otherwise..." He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood his meaning.
Jie Hanyan was astonished by her own charm. At Black Dragon Manor, she could make men lose their sense of place, and now, after just one glance, this master of the Dark God Cult had fallen for her. Shocked, she couldn't help but exclaim, "You use such despicable means to defile my pure body, and you claim to have fallen in love? How ridiculous!"
"I'm doing this for your own good," Yin Ziyang argued. "If I take you back and say you're my woman, but you're still a virgin, who will believe me?" He then placed Jie Hanyan on the raised crossbeam in the center of the small boat and began to undress.
Jie Hanyan tried to circulate her qi, but her dantian was empty, and her body was limp and powerless. She sighed softly and said nothing more.
"Am I ugly?" Yin Ziyang suddenly asked.
Jie Hanyan glanced at him. In the moonlight, his body, now naked, was covered with scars the size of copper coins, ugly and frightening—the marks left from leprosy years ago. Jie Hanyan then saw the enormous, terrifyingly large penis standing erect between his legs. She glanced at it briefly before quickly averting her gaze, looking at the reflection of the crescent moon on the sea. Since she couldn't escape her fate, she didn't care whether Yin Ziyang was handsome or ugly.
Yin Ziyang's face flushed crimson. He assumed Jie Hanyan, like the world had once despised his ugliness, and a surge of malice welled up within him. He forgot his affection, grabbed her legs dangling from the gunwale, and abruptly pulled her body towards him.
Jie Hanyan remained silent, her face drained of color, her heart pounding like a deer's. No woman wouldn't be nervous before losing her virginity, let alone being raped.
Her ivory-like legs slid across Yin Ziyang's body like scissors, and his thick, arm-like penis pressed erect against the entrance. Yin Ziyang, with his erect penis, rubbed it up and down against her swollen labia, quickly finding the alluring crevice. His egg-sized glans, like the head of a nimble snake, burrowed into the pink, tender flesh of her secret orifice, filling the entire gap between the fleshy folds.
Jie Hanyan was struck dumb, overwhelmed with shock, bitterness, grief, and pain; her heart felt like a jumbled mess of emotions. It was her first time being penetrated by a man's penis, and her lower body was naturally extremely sore, numb, and throbbing. Adding to this, the glance she had just given Yin Ziyang, that enormous penis, was deeply imprinted in her mind. Although she hadn't yet broken through the final barrier of her virginity, the thought of being pierced by that thing filled Jie Hanyan with an inexplicable, immense fear.
Although Yin Ziyang hated that she looked down on him, she was, after all, the first woman he had ever loved, so he didn't continue his frenzied advances. Seeing Jie Hanyan's shocked and frightened expression, his heart softened somewhat. He gently stroked the sides of her stretched-open vulva with his fingers, hoping to ease her pain: "Every woman has a first time, don't be afraid." He arched his back, thrusting forward, his penis penetrating deeper into her vulva, enveloped by the soft flesh.
Jie Hanyan gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and pointed her toes. With each deeper penetration, the increasingly intense throbbing pain stimulated every nerve in her lower body. The sacred gates of her virginity were about to be opened, and faced with this irresistible and tragic situation, Jie Hanyan could only pray to heaven to end this nightmare.
His hard penis, after only a short insertion, was gripped by the fleshy walls. The glans, tightly enveloped by her warm, dry vulva, sent a tingling, indescribable pleasure and excitement through Yin Ziyang. A faint, sweet fragrance of virginity further stimulated his highly aroused nerves; he longed to thrust his entire penis in, to completely and utterly possess her virginity. Because he loved Xie Hanyan so much, he controlled his volcanic lust, caressing the small clitoris above her now-open secret place while lowering his head to lick the red cherries on her snow-white breasts, hoping to slowly arouse her desire.
Yin Ziyang's good intentions only caused Xie Hanyan immense pain. She felt like a condemned prisoner with a sword hanging over her head, the blade inevitably falling, and the wait was more unbearable than death.
"You really don't feel anything?" Yin Ziyang asked, looking up. He continued to caress and lick, but Xie Hanyan remained unmoved, like an ice queen.
Xie Hanyan shook her head expressionlessly, saying, "Don't bother, it's useless. I only feel hatred for the person who raped me. One day I will kill you with my own hands." Although she maintained a semblance of composure, her voice trembled slightly.
"No, no, you'll like me. I'm your first man, you'll never forget me." Yin Ziyang was clearly enraged. He cupped Xie Hanyan's face in his hands, pressing his large mouth, full of yellow teeth, against her small mouth. His slick tongue roughly stirred her red lips, desperately trying to push in.
Xie Hanyan was weak from her injuries, and her tightly clenched teeth were forced open. Yin Ziyang took the opportunity to suck hard, drawing her fragrant tongue into his mouth and entwining it with his own. Xie Hanyan tried desperately to pull back, but his foul-smelling mouth seemed to have a powerful suction, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull away.
As she was being kissed passionately, Yin Ziyang's penis, like a rock drill at full power, continued to push into Xie Hanyan's dry, tight vagina, and his already engorged lower body suddenly felt a piercing tearing pain. The hard penis finally reached Jie Hanyan's last line of defense; her resilient hymen stubbornly blocked its path.
Just a few more inches, and the final barrier would be breached. At this moment, Jie Hanyan's beautiful eyes widened, her body stiff as a stone, watching helplessly as the sword hanging over her head fell…
Yin Ziyang shuddered. At that moment, Jie Hanyan abruptly pulled her tongue back, gasping for breath like a fish out of water.
Yin Ziyang's eyes were filled with boundless desire. He gripped Jie Hanyan's shoulders with both hands, pressing his entire body downwards, his glans pushing against the hymen, thrusting deeper into her secret realm. Soon, the hymen stretched to its limit.
"You will always be my woman!" Yin Ziyang said, then thrust forward again. After a tenth of a second of stalemate, his penis finally and mercilessly broke through the virgin's last barrier, penetrating deep into her flower.
"Ah!—"
A heart-wrenching pain shot through Jie Hanyan's body like an electric current. The immense physical trauma, the heartbreak of losing her virginity, and the humiliation of being ruthlessly raped were like three sharp blades piercing her heart. She could no longer control her emotions and let out a piercing scream. The
tight, elastic flesh of her virginity gripped Yin Ziyang's penis like a warm hand, causing it to swell even more. "Finally, I have you. It feels so good..." Yin Ziyang murmured. After a moment, Yin Ziyang slowly withdrew his penis a little, then slowly inserted it again, thrusting slowly but continuously. A trickle of bright red virgin blood began to seep out, increasing in volume, staining Jie Hanyan's entire genitals and the penis inserted inside her crimson.
Although the penis's entry and exit were slow, the pain was still extremely intense. Gradually, his thrusting speed increased, and the amplitude widened. She gritted her teeth, refusing to utter another groan. Although the most painful moment had passed, the rape had only just begun, and Jie Hanyan knew that the trials she would face were far more than just the humiliation of tonight. She sadly turned her face to the calm sea, a single, diamond-like tear rolling down her cheek.
The virgin's blood moistened the once dry secret orifice, making the entry and exit of the penis less difficult than before. Yin Ziyang's lust burned ever brighter. During the rapid thrusting, he lifted Jie Hanyan's tight, round buttocks, suddenly stood up, and grasped her snow-white mounds with both hands, repeatedly plunging his huge penis from the entrance to the deepest part of her flower. The small boat rocked from side to side on the sea. Suspended in mid-air, Jie Hanyan was like a dark elf, shimmering with silver light, her long hair flying, her limbs dancing, her delicate body swaying like a willow in the wind, her jade breasts surging and rolling like waves...
Chapter 4 Who is True Love (Continued)
"Ha—" Yin Ziyang roared like a wild beast, his primal lust erupting like a volcano, completely engulfing her like a raging torrent. Even so, he was still not satisfied. He held Jie Hanyan and leaped more than ten meters high, thrusting repeatedly in mid-air before landing steadily back on the boat. For the first time today, the pent-up lust within him, accumulated over decades, was fully unleashed. Only through such extraordinary actions could he release the indescribable urges within him.
At the moment of her loss of virginity, Jie Hanyan cried out in agony, but afterwards, no matter how frenzied Yin Ziyang became, she remained silent. Although she longed to scream like Yin Ziyang, to vent her pain, she restrained herself. She felt that if she couldn't withstand this test, she wouldn't deserve the title of "Phoenix" Warrior.
Although Jie Hanyan was mentally prepared, the duration of her violation still exceeded her expectations.
Yin Ziyang clearly didn't want to end his first fully immersive sexual encounter so quickly. Whenever his desire was about to erupt, he either used his inner energy to control it or slowed his thrusts while lying on top of her.
The pale crescent moon hanging in the night sky sank eastward with the passage of time, gradually disappearing into the thick clouds, vanishing without a trace. The world before dawn appeared exceptionally dark and silent. Xie Hanyan lay flat on the bow of the boat, while Yin Ziyang, still half-squatting in front of her, tirelessly repeated the same action. Xie Hanyan's internal injuries were severe; her lower body had begun to go numb, and only her bare feet, half-submerged in the seawater, evoked a chill.
A glimmer of light appeared on the eastern sea; the sun was about to rise. Xie Hanyan turned her head eastward, hoping the rising sun would dispel the shadows in her heart with its light. Dense clouds gathered, futilely trying to block the light. But the sun could not be obscured by a few dark clouds. In a moment, the fiery red sun leaped from the horizon, its golden rays dyeing the sea crimson.
"The sun is rising!" Xie Hanyan cried out in her heart, suddenly forgetting her shame and pain, devoutly watching the slowly rising sun. At this moment, she felt an extraordinary peace; the numbness in her lower body began to gradually return, and the dark clouds in her heart slowly dissipated.
Almost simultaneously, Jie Hanyan sensed a thin stream of heat at the tip of the penis inserted into her body. After a moment's thought, she deduced that it was because Yin Ziyang's excessive control had caused his vital energy to leak out. Jie Hanyan remained calm and guided this heat into her dantian. While this amount of vital energy wasn't enough to heal her internal injuries or open her sealed meridians, it was like a spark—as long as the spark remained, there was a chance to recover her strength and break free of her shackles. Although her lower body was burning with a needle-like pain, Jie Hanyan actually hoped Yin Ziyang would continue a little longer so she could absorb more vital energy.
Yin Ziyang stopped, looked up at the sky, and the blinding sunlight made him realize how quickly time had passed. He finally felt a deep affection for Jie Hanyan and stopped using his vital energy to control her meridians. "I want you to give me a son!"
he shouted. Without the control of his vital energy, his penis swelled rapidly, instantly reaching the peak of lust.
Jie Hanyan gritted her teeth, enduring his final frenzy. An endless, scorching liquid, like magma, surged deep within her. Yin Ziyang's words chilled her to the bone. Although today wasn't the day she could conceive, if she didn't escape soon, she would inevitably become pregnant with his child—a fate worse than being raped. After
a long while, Yin Ziyang withdrew his now-shrunken penis, and a stream of reddish-white fluid gushed from her secret place.
"Hmm, her period will start in four days. She won't conceive today," Yin Ziyang said, placing two fingers on her wrist. With his rudimentary medical knowledge, he accurately predicted the date of Jie Hanyan's menstruation. He channeled a stream of true energy into her body to examine her injuries. After a moment, he chuckled and said, "Your internal strength is quite solid. Although your injuries are severe, with proper care, you will recover completely within half a month. However, you need not entertain any thoughts of escape. I have sealed your dantian with the 'Luo Tian Vajra Gang.' Without my unique method of unblocking it, you will never be able to recklessly use even a fraction of your true energy in your lifetime."
Xie Hanyan remained silent. What he said was true; even if she fully recovered, she would find it difficult to break the restriction he had placed. However, Yin Ziyang failed to detect the trace of primordial yang true energy he had absorbed from her hidden within her meridians. Although this trace of true energy was weak, Yin Ziyang's "Luo Tian Vajra Gang" was like a door blocking her dantian. Because the lock was on the outside, even the strongest true energy inside could not open it. But with a trace of true energy on the outside, the situation was different. As long as the lock was found, the "Luo Tian Vajra Gang" could be broken. Of course, this was only theoretically possible; breaking the restriction would be no easier than finding a needle in a haystack.
Yin Ziyang took out a square handkerchief from his clothes, dipped it in seawater, and gently wiped Xie Hanyan's jade-like, translucent skin. He slowly said, "I know you must hate me in your heart, and I don't want to say much, but one day you will understand that my feelings for you are genuine. Staying by my side is a good choice for you."
The small boat sped across the calm sea, and Yin Ziyang intermittently recounted to Xie Hanyan his painful childhood and what he considered to be the great achievements after mastering martial arts. His words subtly revealed some secrets of the Dark God Cult that she was unaware of.
“Our cult already possesses the strength to dominate the world. China is the headquarters of ‘Phoenix.’ Only by eliminating ‘Phoenix’ can our cult achieve its millennia-long ambition. We will soon concentrate our forces in Asia, and before long, ‘Phoenix’ will be completely annihilated. And you are fortunate to have escaped this sea of suffering.”
Yin Ziyang repeatedly tried to persuade Xie Hanyan, until she was utterly fed up. The news of the Dark Cult’s overwhelming military presence filled Xie Hanyan with excitement, but the thought of still being trapped in this predicament chilled her to the bone.
“Where are you taking me?” Xie Hanyan finally couldn’t help but ask. The small boat had traveled at least thirty nautical miles in an hour. The sea and sky met in the distance, making it impossible to know where they were. Xie Hanyan simply couldn’t believe that this Taoist priest could sail this small boat across the Pacific Ocean.
“Oh, right, I forgot because I was so busy talking.” With that, Yin Ziyang pulled out an instrument about the size of a watch from his pocket—a highly sophisticated theodolite. He glanced at it and said, “Heh, what a coincidence, we’ve arrived.”
Xie Hanyan was even more confused. In the vast ocean, he actually said “we’ve arrived”? Did he live underwater? Although curious, Xie Hanyan didn’t want to ask further; she trusted Yin Ziyang to reveal the answer.
Yin Ziyang pressed a tiny button, no bigger than a grain of rice, next to the theodolite and called out loudly, “Captain Locke, I’ve arrived. You can come now.”
Xie Hanyan assumed he was calling for a plane or ship to pick her up and ignored him. Yin Ziyang draped a Taoist robe over her shoulders and solemnly said, “You mustn’t tell anyone you’re ‘Phoenix,’ or I won’t be able to protect you, understand?”
Xie Hanyan gave him a noncommittal look and continued to gaze at the sea.
"I'm doing this for your own good. I hope you can think about me and yourself too," Yin Ziyang added.
Jie Hanyan, thoroughly annoyed, couldn't help but retort, "Stop talking nonsense! Do you think you can say whatever you want?"
"Sigh..." Yin Ziyang sighed, hesitating to speak. At that moment, the sea dozens of meters ahead boiled like scalding water, with towering waves crashing against the small boat, causing it to rock violently. Yin Ziyang lifted Jie Hanyan, wrapped in a Taoist robe, and stood at the bow. Despite the raging waves, the small boat remained as steady as flat ground atop the crest of the waves, displaying astonishing skill.
From the center of the boiling sea, a chimney-like object slowly emerged from the surface. Moments later, a submarine resembling a black whale surfaced, blocking the small boat like a small mountain.
...
Mo Tian slept until noon before getting up. He remembered Fei Yuhen telling him that several Japanese people were filming today, so he hurriedly dressed and rushed to the studio set up in the basement.
Just as he reached the door, he saw Fei Yuhen shaking hands with several Japanese men and saying goodbye. "They finished filming so quickly?" Mo Tian said, feeling a little disappointed at missing a good show.
Fei Yuhen waved goodbye to the Japanese men as he spoke, "We started filming at nine o'clock this morning, and it's been more than three hours. You saw it yourself, the men following that short director are stronger than oxen, and they're all on drugs. They're fucking women like they don't care about their lives. They wanted to film another episode, but I refused. If they really fucked her like that, Fu Shaomin would be crippled, and we wouldn't have anything to do." "
That's amazing?" Mo Tian stepped into the studio with some skepticism. Fu Shaomin was lying on the floor wearing a silver-white cheongsam with the collar torn open. Her legs and arms were tightly bound together, and her body was wrapped with more than a dozen ropes. Her breasts were bulging high from the ropes. This professional binding technique was undoubtedly the work of a genuine Japanese bondage master. The prolonged intercourse had caused her private parts to bloom like flowers, her open vulva clearly visible. Her face, breasts, lower abdomen, and thighs were covered in pools of milky white semen. When Fu Shaomin saw Mo Tian enter, she immediately glared at him with hatred, making Mo Tian feel uneasy. Just
as Mo Tian was about to speak, Fei Yuhen followed him in and said, "By the way, Young Master Mo, I received a call from the chairman this morning. He told you to return to Hong Kong as soon as possible. He also said that if you go back, he will forgive your past actions regarding your trip to the mainland."
"Hmm, okay," Mo Tian replied. He knew his father's temper; when he was truly angry, it frightened him.
Fei Yuhen was overjoyed when Mo Tian agreed to return. He understood Mo Tian's intentions perfectly; having gotten close to the chairman's favorite son would greatly increase his chances of promotion. He said, "I booked your flight for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow. Young Master Mo can have a good two days here. A batch of girls are arriving from the Northeast tomorrow; I heard some are quite nice."
"By the way," Mo Tian pointed to Fu Shaomin on the ground, "what are you going to do with her?"
Fei Yuhen chuckled, "Of course I hope such a beautiful woman can make me money, but keeping her here is a bit dangerous. It would be best to find a rich man and sell her for a million or so, but first I need to tame her."
Mo Tian glanced at Fu Shaomin and said, "This woman is really a wild horse, very difficult to tame."
Fei Yuhen bent down, touching the ropes binding her, and said, "These ropes are tied quite skillfully. So many ropes, yet only one knot. Someone who doesn't know anything about this wouldn't be able to untie it."
"You know about this too?" Mo Tian asked curiously.
“I’ve studied it for a while, but I’m not at that level. Many bondage practitioners in Japan are family-run businesses, and those bondage techniques aren’t passed down to outsiders.” Fei Yuhen said, deftly pulling out the end of a rope from behind Fu Shaomin and connecting it to a rope hanging from the ceiling. Then he pulled the other end of the rope, and Fu Shaomin’s body slowly rose up, suspended in mid-air like a frog.
Because her body was suspended in the air, the ropes dug deeper into her flesh, stimulating her already numb nerves. What else did they want to do? Fu Shaomin was too lazy to think about it. More than three hours of rape had drained the last bit of strength from her body, and even her thinking had become sluggish.
Fei Yuhen walked up to her and said, "The mirrors on both sides of this house are one-way mirrors. People behind the mirrors can see the situation in the room very clearly. Therefore, besides me, there were others watching that scene just now. Do you want to know who they were? Let's look at the left side first." He took out a remote control from his pocket and pressed it on the left mirror. The entire mirror, like a wall, sank to the ground, revealing Yuan Qiang and Ge Tianling tied to two iron chairs.
Like Fu Shaomin, Yuan Qiang was somewhat dazed, drool dripping from his mouth, looking every bit like a mental patient. Ge Tianling beside him had a complex expression, seemingly both crying and laughing.
"Yuan Qiang," Fu Shaomin's voice was so low that only she could hear it. She could imagine how Yuan Qiang must have felt after witnessing that extremely violent scene.
Fei Yuhen moved her body, turning her towards the other mirror, and said with a sinister smile, "Do you want to know who's over there?" He then pressed the remote control again on the mirror.
Chapter 4 Who is True Love (Continued Part 2)
Behind the mirror was an old man with white hair, naked and bound to a chair. "Ah—Dad!" Fu Shaomin screamed in an instant. The old man was Fu Shaomin's father, Fu Zheng. Fu Zheng was a professor and doctoral supervisor in the Department of Environmental Science at Kunming University. Half a month ago, he was invited to give a lecture at Tianjin University. He had just returned to Kunming this morning and was kidnapped as soon as he got off the plane, witnessing the entire process of his biological daughter being raped by the Japanese. He was heartbroken and devastated by the humiliation of his beloved daughter. Seeing
Fu Shaomin's extremely nervous expression, Fei Yuhen was smug. With this last trump card, he was no longer afraid that this stubborn and proud policewoman would not obey.
Fu Zheng looked at his daughter who had suffered so much humiliation, tears streaming down his face, sobbing uncontrollably. He had lost his wife in middle age and was raising ten-year-old Fu Shaomin while doing scientific research, acting as both father and mother. The excessive labor had turned his hair completely white before he was even in his fifties. Watching his daughter grow up day by day, into a graceful young woman, all the hardships vanished, leaving only joy and contentment. His daughter was the embodiment of all his hopes, the entirety of his life. But today, cruel reality shattered his lifelong dream, leaving him with indescribable grief and anger.
"A beautiful daughter naked before a knowledgeable father, truly a rare sight, truly exhilarating. Come, carry him over, let the father and daughter have a good chat." Fei Yuhen had his men carry Fu Zheng into the room, placing him beneath Fu Shaomin, who was suspended in mid-air. Drops of her still-flowing bodily fluids dripped onto Fu Zheng's thighs. Fei
Yuhen stroked Fu Shaomin's voluptuous body, saying, "You truly have a wonderful daughter, a beauty! Doesn't your father's heart flutter too? Come, taste the exquisite flavor of your daughter's flesh." With that, he grabbed Fu Zheng's white hair, forcibly pressing his face against his daughter's private parts.
Fu Zheng struggled desperately, while Fu Shaomin twisted her tightly bound body. After a while, Fei Yuhen finally loosened his grip. Fu Zheng's face was covered in a sticky, clear liquid from his daughter's private parts.
"Haven't you violated my daughter enough? What do you want?!" Fu Zheng was furious.
Fei Yuhen chuckled and beckoned to a young girl who had just entered the room, saying, "Come on, show me what you've got. If you make Professor Fu happy, I'll give you 1,000 yuan."
The girl responded and knelt between Fu Zheng's legs, lowering her head to take his glans into her mouth, gently licking it with her soft tongue, while her ten fingers rhythmically massaged the entire penis. The girl's oral sex skills were quite proficient; she used both her hands and mouth, and gradually the penis began to swell. Fu Zheng considered his wife the only woman in his life. After her death, he did not remarry, nor did he have any mistresses. The heavy burden of work and family suppressed his desires; although impulses sometimes arose, he rationally buried them deep within his heart. But he was only fifty-six years old, and his male functions were still intact. Under intense physiological stimulation, his penis became increasingly erect.
Fu Shaomin's naked body slowly lowered, sitting on her father's lap. The girl squatted beside him, holding the base of his penis, supporting Fu Shaomin's swaying body, pushing her hips. Her father's penis slowly entered his daughter's secret place.
Fu Zheng roared wildly, cursing with every vulgar word he could think of, his body trembling violently as if having an epileptic seizure. Fu Shaomin knew her father had coronary heart disease; excessive stimulation could lead to a stroke, and if he didn't control his emotions, the illness would soon flare up. Ignoring the humiliation of father and daughter having sex in front of everyone, she shouted loudly, "Dad, Dad..."
With the girl's help, Fu Zheng's penis quickly entered his daughter's body. The girl walked behind Fu Shaomin, supporting her snow-white buttocks, and her hips began to move up and down.
"How does your daughter's pussy taste! It's truly the ultimate pleasure in the world," Fei Yuhen mocked.
Fu Zheng coughed violently, breathing heavily like a bellows. Fu Shaomin was very anxious and said, "Dad, are you alright! It's all my fault, I've dragged you into this."
Hearing his daughter's cries, immense grief extinguished Fu Zheng's newly ignited lust. His penis, after thrusting in and out of his daughter's body dozens of times, gradually shrank and slipped out of her vagina. The girl continued to suck on his penis, but for a long time, she couldn't make it erect again.
"This old man is no good, this is so boring!" Mo Tian said.
"It's alright, some medicine will do." Fei Yuhen said.
"Is there a particularly strong drug that can make the old man act like a madman?" Mo Tian liked excitement.
Fei Yuhen thought for a moment and said, "Yes, there's a drug that's even more potent than animal drugs. After using it, he'll do anything, even his own mother."
Mo Tian clapped his hands and said, "Good. Let's use this drug."
Not long after, the effects of the aphrodisiac took hold for Fu Zheng. His eyes turned bloodshot, and his penis stood erect. Fei Yuhen had the father and daughter untied. Fu Zheng, delirious, made "hoarse" sounds and suddenly lunged at his daughter.
Fu Shaomin, now free, instinctively dodged when her father lunged at her. Fu Zheng missed, his head hitting the wall.
"Dad—" Fu Shaomin tried to catch her father, who was about to fall, but Fu Zheng turned and pounced on her again like a wild beast. This time, Fu Shaomin, tears welling in her eyes, didn't flinch and was knocked to the ground. Fu Zheng pinned his daughter down, grabbing, biting, and nibbling, his hard penis thrusting wildly against her entrance, unable to find a way in. In desperation, he gripped her breasts tightly, howling in pain. Fu Shaomin sighed, reached out and grasped her father's penis, guiding it inside her.
Fu Zheng, hands on the ground, his white hair disheveled, arched his back, his penis thrusting freely in and out of his daughter's secret place. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, he was incredibly resilient; though he was sweating profusely, his speed showed no sign of slowing down.
Fu Shaomin wrapped her arms around her father's waist, raising her legs high, trying to make his thrusting easier. Gazing at her father's weathered face, a surge of heat slowly rose from her lower abdomen. Perhaps it was because she loved her father so much, or perhaps it was the lingering effects of the drug within her body, but she was once again lost in the entanglement of carnal desire.
"Xinyi, Xinyi..." Fu Zheng began calling his wife's name, subconsciously regarding his daughter as his deceased beloved wife.
Fu Shaomin shuddered deeply, tears streaming down her face. Over the years, her father had been both father and mother, sacrificing so much for her. She suddenly embraced her father, her delicate body writhing more violently like a snake. Regardless of whether she would ever see the light of day again, regardless of whether her father knew or not, she was determined to give him true pleasure with her own body.
"Ah, ah—" The father and daughter screamed loudly, their movements perfectly synchronized, unrestrained and passionate, leaving Mo Tian and Fei Yuhen dumbfounded, completely bewildered.
In a series of violent writhing movements, both reached the peak of their desire, and Fu Zheng ejaculated for the first time in over ten years, injecting his semen into his daughter's body.
“Xinyi, you’re back. I missed you so much.” Fu Zheng hugged his daughter tightly, murmuring his longing for his beloved wife.
Fu Shaomin suddenly realized that her father’s ejaculation inside her could impregnate her, but she couldn’t bear to push him away. She pressed her cheek against her father’s chest, listening to his story, her heart filled with longing for him.
“How amazing! Treating your daughter like a wife, truly an eye-opener!” Fei Yuhen clapped his hands and laughed.
As Fu Shaomin glared at him with hatred, Fu Zheng gradually came to his senses. He saw his daughter beneath him and understood what had happened. “What have I done?” he began to blame himself. At that moment, he suddenly had a death wish; only in this way could he not burden his daughter. Having made up his mind, Fu Zheng calmed down considerably. He looked at his daughter and softly called out, “Shaomin…”
“Dad, are you alright?” Fu Shaomin asked.
“Shaomin, remember, your father is proud to have a daughter like you!” Fu Zheng said.
“Dad—” Fu Shaomin burst into tears.
"Shaomin, you are my only life, my dearest love," Fu Zheng said, each word distinct.
A sense of foreboding rose in Fu Shaomin's heart; the unspoken connection between family members made her understand her father's feelings.
"Daughter, take care, Dad will always love you!" Fu Zheng said quickly, then jumped up and slammed his head against the wall.
"No—" Fu Shaomin screamed, reaching out to pull her father away, but the humiliation she had suffered left her with little strength. Her fingers touched his body, but she couldn't stop him.
Mo Tian reacted the fastest; he leaped forward and pulled Fu Zheng back just as his head hit the wall, but Fu Zheng was already bleeding profusely and unconscious.
Fu Shaomin screamed and rushed over, embracing the dying Fu Zheng. "I beg you, save him!" Fu Shaomin finally abandoned her dignity, kneeling before Mo Tian and pleading.
Fei Yuhen walked up to her and said slowly, "If you start listening to me now, I might save him."
Almost without hesitation, Fu Shaomin resolutely replied, "As long as you're willing to save my father, I'm willing to do anything."
"Good, it's a deal!" Fei Yuhen laughed heartily and ordered his men to carry Fu Zheng out.
Fu Shaomin wanted to follow, but Fei Yuhen stopped her, saying, "You don't need to go. As long as you're obedient, I'll give your father the best treatment. Now it's time for you to prove yourself."
Fu Shaomin silently lowered her head. For her father, she was willing to give everything, even her dignity or her life…

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