[Wuxia] Chasing After the Beauties of Jin Yong's Novels (The Romantic Swordsman) (Complete) - 38

The first part of the Fallen Dragon World, Chapter 166: The Empress Dowager and the Princess. One Dragon and Two Phoenixes.

Feeling the immense power within her, like the Yellow River bursting its banks, Li Qiushui felt as if she could shatter mountains and rivers. However, after only a moment, she was horrified to discover that she couldn't control this true energy at all. This true energy surged violently within her body, violently striking her heart. Even though Li Qiushui was one of the three grandmasters of the Free and Unfettered Sect, she was terrified. Just then, an infinitely powerful force of attraction emanated from the dragon's root, and then all the true energy, as if drawn by a giant black hole, all flowed downwards... The true energy flowed into Wu Long's body, continuously surging into his dantian through their connection. It was compressed by an invisible vortex within the dantian. When all the true energy was compressed, it suddenly exploded within the dantian. Surprisingly, almost half of the true energy shot out of Wu Long's body in that instant, far exceeding his expectations. However, the feeling of his entire body becoming one was incredibly exhilarating, like consuming a miraculous elixir. Endless pleasure surged through his nerves like ocean waves, making him feel lightheaded and in a trance.

After the true qi exploded and surged outwards, according to the previous movement pattern, it should have rotated back and condensed. Like rippling water, the true qi slid back to the spacious dantian along the meridians, gathered into a vortex, and reached its maximum speed in a few breaths. But this time, not only did all the liquid true qi in the body flow back to the dantian, but even the primordial qi of heaven and earth from the outside world rushed in. This time, it not only entered the meridians through the acupoints on the body surface, but also entered the body through the 36,500 pores on the body surface. It flowed through every inch of muscle, every nerve, and every blood vessel, through muscles, bones, and internal organs, and finally gathered in the dantian.

Condensing, contracting, condensing, contracting—when the true qi, slightly larger than before, once again solidified in his dantian, Wu Long vaguely saw those few tiny, pinhead-sized starlight, flickering and illuminating, filling him with immense joy. In an instant, he suddenly understood that those tiny, pinhead-sized starlight were actually an anomaly produced when true qi condensed to near solidity. At that moment, he vaguely understood that perhaps this was the legendary Golden Core Path!

As the true qi exploded once more, wisps of pale black mist sprayed from Wu Long's body. Propelled by the true qi, these mists merged into the surrounding space. This was a phenomenon of some toxic residues in his body being refined and expelled, making his body even purer. At the same time, the swirling hurricane around his body shattered once more, scattering outwards.

The true qi contracted violently again and again, then exploded wildly again and again. The pulling force within the body gradually increased, and less and less true qi escaped from the body. After countless contractions and explosions, the true qi in the dantian finally stopped escaping from the body during the explosions. Its circulation pattern returned to the same as before, with each contraction and expansion occurring within the body. However, with each contraction and condensation, a few faint starlight would appear in the almost tangible ball of true qi in the dantian. With each explosion, the viscosity of the true qi became increasingly dense. If the solidified ball of true qi in the dantian was considered as a squid curled up into a ball, then each explosion felt like the squid suddenly extending tentacles formed from true qi, rushing into the meridians, quickly circulating throughout the body, and then rapidly contracting back into the dantian. These tentacles formed from true qi were like thin, transparent rubber liquid, full of powerful elasticity, and the point in the dantian was the "nest" where this elastic true qi gathered.

Moreover, with each explosion, the true qi cluster in his dantian not only ejected a dozen tentacle-like "glue-like" true qi, but also spread out a vast circle of dissipating liquid true qi like the sun, moon, and stars. This liquid qi instantly surged through thousands upon thousands of different types of pores throughout his body, penetrating all his organs, blood vessels, bones, muscles, and even every cell. It was like the most nutritious and miraculously effective nutrient-transforming liquid in the world, repeatedly cleansing his entire body and further strengthening it.

Wu Long clearly felt that all 36,500 pores on his body were unobstructed. Previously, the true qi within the body at the Innate Realm communicated with the external天地元气 (heaven and earth primordial qi) through limited acupoints distributed on the body surface; but now! The innate true qi within his body, through these even more unobstructed countless pores, further strengthened its connection with the external天地元气 (heaven and earth primordial qi). That feeling… Just like a fish living in water, with each breath, he subtly exchanges energy with the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy). Of course, this exchange is so minute that only the person experiencing it can truly perceive it.

Wu Long only knew that his power had increased significantly, but he didn't know that from this moment on, thanks to his body's excellent communication with the天地元气, he had already begun to possess the ability to abstain from grains. A person who abstains from grains can survive well by drinking water every day without needing to eat. When Wu Long opened his eyes, a flash of seven-colored light, like lightning, illuminated his face. He straightened his back and stood up. His bones crackled and popped like firecrackers in an instant. After the crackling stopped, Wu Long had grown a few more centimeters, reaching about 1.85 meters tall. He exhaled a little of his true energy, and the dust on his body was instantly stirred away. His skin was smooth and fair, and his muscles were muscular, perfectly distributed throughout his body like the golden ratio. Without a single flaw, it was as perfect as a marble statue sculpted by the world's greatest sculptor over many years, so perfect it was almost awe-inspiring and enviable.

Li Qiushui's actions backfired; instead of taking away all of Dao Wulong's internal energy, she actually helped him reach a higher level. It was a double loss. During his previous dual cultivation with Tong Lao, Wulong's Beiming Divine Art gained the internal energy properties of the Eight Directions and Six Harmonies Supreme Divine Art. Now, having absorbed Li Qiushui's true energy, it had gained the internal energy properties of the Lesser Formless Divine Art. As a result, the Beiming Divine Art he had haphazardly cultivated had evolved once again, possessing the properties and level of the [Heaven and Earth Forever] Divine Art that had allowed Xiaoyaozi to dominate the world for a century without defeat. Moreover, having simultaneously fused the Nine Yin Manual and the Innate Divine Art, two supreme Taoist divine arts, his current divine art had evolved on its own, forming a completely unprecedented divine art. Its potential had surpassed the limits of martial arts, propelling him toward the legendary Golden Core Dao.

However, Wu Long was the one who benefited. Ambushed by Li Qiushui, he instinctively activated his dual cultivation technique, which he had mastered to its highest level, to counterattack. This successfully averted the crisis, and he also absorbed Li Qiushui's internal energy. Li Qiushui, who thought she had shot herself in the foot and was doomed from losing all her power, suddenly discovered, in her despair, that a wisp of internal energy was beginning to gather in her empty dantian. Overjoyed, she examined her inner energy and discovered that a small portion of the boundless internal energy generated during the fusion of her and Wu Long's internal energy had flowed into her body. Within, under the influence of the Lesser Formless Divine Skill, this internal energy was quickly brought under her complete control and filled her dantian. Although this internal energy was only a small portion that remained, it was no less than her peak strength in terms of both quality and quantity. Moreover, the nature and quality of this internal energy far surpassed the Lesser Formless True Energy she had cultivated when she practiced the seductive art. This was also the effect of Wu Long's Dual Cultivation Divine Skill. After all, this Dual Cultivation Skill was not a seductive or evil art of absorbing yin to supplement yang, but a divine skill that best conformed to the principles of yin and yang, and would never sever the life force of either of the practitioners.

"Uncle-Master? How are you feeling? Any better?"

When Li Qiushui came back to her senses from her meditation, she saw Wu Long smiling at her. Li Qiushui said,

"Why didn't you kill me?"

Wu Long said,

"Kill you? Why? If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have stopped Tong Lao in the first place."

Li Qiushui said,

"Just now, I tried to seize your inner energy. Don't you hate me?"

Wu Long laughed and said,

"No, not at all. You didn't succeed, did you? But you helped me advance towards the supreme martial arts path. I'm grateful to you. A day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. Uncle-Master, we've already consummated our marriage. So no matter what happened in the past, you're my woman now. All past grievances are wiped clean! A true man's magnanimity is as vast as the Northern Sea!"

Looking into Wu Long's sincere eyes, Li Qiushui's cold heart fluttered. She wanted to say something but didn't. Just as the atmosphere became somewhat awkward, footsteps suddenly came, followed by Princess Yinchuan's voice:

"Empress Dowager, are you still there? Tianxiu is here."

Both Li Qiushui and Wu Long were startled, feeling as if they'd been caught in the act. Wu Long quickly said,

"I'll hide first, Uncle-Master, you handle this," and then vanished in a flash. Li Qiushui was extremely embarrassed, secretly resentful as Wu Long fled alone:

"This guy just said 'a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness,' but he runs away at the slightest trouble, it's infuriating!"

Suddenly realizing that her current mindset was like a little girl whining to her lover, Li Qiushui wondered: Could it be that she had truly fallen for this burly man, or had her dead heart undergone some change? She calmed herself down, quickly lay down on the bed, and covered the two intimate parts of their lovemaking with a thin silk quilt, her face flushed red, but there was no way to quickly remove it. Fortunately, the quilt concealed her blush, so it wasn't noticeable unless someone was paying attention. Just then, Princess Yinchuan tiptoed in and whispered,

"Empress Dowager, Empress Dowager, are you asleep?" Li

Qiushui remained expressionless. Princess Yinchuan walked to the bedside, glanced at Li Qiushui who seemed to be fast asleep, but didn't check on her. She stood there and muttered to herself, "It's so late, Menglang probably won't come again, right?"

Wu Long, who was under the bed, couldn't help but chuckle to himself, thinking: Tianxiu, I came here, but your Empress Dowager has me wrapped around her little finger. I even tried to experience the Empress Dowager's ecstasy. I wonder what it would be like if Tianxiu and the Empress Dowager were making love with me in bed. Wu Long thought to himself, his heart gradually hardening. Princess Yinchuan saw that Li Qiushui still didn't react, tilted her head and thought for a while, then whispered,

"Could it be that Menglang came, saw the Empress Dowager here, and was afraid that she would find out, so he hurriedly left?"

Then she said with certainty,

"Si, it must be so. I shouldn't have doubted him. He said he would come, and he definitely would. It's a pity, Menglang, Tianxiu can't accompany you tonight." "

Previously, Princess Yinchuan and Li Qiushui were chatting. Later, the Emperor of Western Xia wanted to see her, so she left. Li Qiushui felt a little tired, so she rested on the boat and waited for her return. Instead, she encountered Wu Long, that lecherous wolf. Upon hearing this, Wu Long was moved by her devotion to him and couldn't resist crawling out from under the bed to embrace Princess Tianxiu and shower her with affection. Li Qiushui, however, knew perfectly well what was going on. She thought to herself:

'Good, Wu Long, you were just thinking of taking advantage of your martial uncle, but now my granddaughter has already fallen into your clutches. Hehe, it seems you two have already done everything.'

She secretly hated him, wishing she could tear Wu Long under the bed to pieces, but at the same time, she was also somewhat jealous of her granddaughter.

Chapter 167 of the Fallen Heavenly Dragon World: The Empress Dowager and the Princess - One Dragon and Two Phoenixes 2.

She calculated in her mind." Having already made up her mind, she pretended to have been woken up by Princess Yinchuan, slowly turned over, and asked in a daze,

"Who is it? Is it Tianxiu?"

Princess Yinchuan was startled, but saw Li Qiushui slightly move away, looking bewildered, and wave her hand at her, asking,

"Is it Tianxiu?"

Princess Yinchuan felt relieved, thinking that Li Qiushui hadn't heard her mutterings, and gave Li Qiushui a deep bow, respectfully saying, "Tianxiu greets the Empress Dowager."

Li Qiushui pretended to be confused and struggled to get up. The princess quickly went over to help her sit up, stuffing a pillow behind her back, her head lowered, not daring to look at her, her face flushed and her ears burning. Li Qiushui saw everything clearly but didn't say anything. Instead, she deliberately asked in a low, mocking voice,

"Tianxiu, was anyone here just now?"

Princess Yinchuan, upon hearing this, assumed Wu Long had already been there and that the Empress Dowager had discovered it. Stealing a glance at the Empress Dowager's expression, she saw that she seemed confused and uncertain, as if she were only asking casually. She thought,

"Dream Boy, Tianxiu should help you keep this a secret."

So she whispered in a strange tone:

"No, Tianxiu just returned. Tianxiu already gave orders not to disturb you. Could it be that some ignorant fools dared to come in and disturb the Empress Dowager? Tianxiu will go and break their legs right now!" Wu

Long chuckled upon hearing this: I wonder if you would dare to break my legs if I stretched them out. Upon hearing this, Li Qiushui realized that Tianxiu was clearly protecting Wu Long, and the relationship between the two was definitely not simple. Thinking of her humiliation with Wuya Zi, which had ended up like this, she felt not only resentful but also extremely jealous. Her heart was secretly angry, and suddenly an extremely bold idea arose:

"Tianxiu, Tianxiu, don't blame me for being too ruthless. If you saw me making love with your dream lover, I wonder what your reaction would be. It's really something!"

Once she had the idea, her eyes rolled and she thought of a way. Li Qiushui waved her hand and said,

"Alright, alright, they're just young ladies. They probably came in because they were worried about me, the Empress Dowager, not sleeping well. Tianxiu, you don't need to blame them."

Princess Yinchuan was secretly pleased, nodded, and curtsied, saying,

"Tianxiu obeys the Empress Dowager's order. Thank you for your leniency."

Wu Long, who was under the bed, heard everything clearly. He found it amusing but dared not make a move, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Li Qiushui asked symbolically, "What happened? Did your father summon you? What did he say?"

Princess Yinchuan frowned and pouted, saying,

"Father thinks Tianxiu is too grown up and wants to marry her off to someone else."

Li Qiushui chuckled inwardly and nodded, saying,

"Yes, our Tianxiu is seventeen this year, it's time for her to get married. Men should marry when they're of age, and women should marry when they're of age. What, doesn't Tianxiu want to?"

Princess Yinchuan's eyes reddened, as if she was about to cry. She lowered her head and fiddled with the sash at her waist, saying:

"Tianxiu can't bear to part with the Empress Dowager, can she?"

Yinchuan knew that as long as her maternal grandfather was like her, her father couldn't do anything about it. Li Qiushui knew what she was thinking and reached out to stroke her pretty face, thinking to herself, "My face isn't this smooth, is it? Humph, if it weren't for you scratching my face, senior sister, how could I have ended up like this? Senior sister, I have to settle this score with you properly."

She then said,

"Alright, alright, be good, Tianxiu. The Empress Dowager is old and can't stay with you forever. Come here. You cried at your father's place earlier, didn't you? Look at your face, all smeared with tears, and you haven't even taken a bath. Come in and help your grandmother take a bath!"

As a princess, Qingxiu was of noble status. There was a pool in her courtyard, specially built for bathing. Hearing Li Qiushui's words, Princess Yinchuan had no doubts and nodded obediently. Knowing Wu Long was spying on her, Li Qiushui, though helpless, couldn't resist the urge to indulge in the pleasure she had just experienced, and the thought of continuing to enjoy herself if her despicable plan succeeded. Wu Long, of course, wouldn't miss the sight of a beautiful woman bathing, and quietly followed.

Princess Yinchuan gently lifted herself and slowly stepped into the bathtub, then slowly sank into the water, stretching her legs until the water in the small lake reached her neck. She closed her eyes slightly, her whole body immersed in the warm water, seemingly quietly enjoying this cozy moment.

In the misty steam, her flawless face and bright, autumn-water-like phoenix eyes shone with an unparalleled radiance; the shimmering crimson beneath the surface added an indescribable charm and allure. The colorful petals scattered on the water's surface, rippling with the waves, added a unique beauty.

Was it the woman who was beautiful, or the flowers? The person is even more beautiful!

In any case, this is undoubtedly a stunning picture of a beautiful woman emerging from her bath!

Li Qiushui also went into the water, and most of her clothes were removed in an instant. Her features, which were as sharp as if carved by a knife and axe, yet soft, were dazzlingly white, with a long, slender neck, thin shoulders, delicate collarbones, and full breasts, which were fully displayed in front of Li Yun.

Her slender waistline swelled dramatically as she walked, her abdomen perfectly flat, her legs long and straight, exuding an aura of divine beauty. For some reason, a faint trace of sorrow and weariness seemed to linger on her slightly closed face. This weariness appeared to stem from a deep-seated exhaustion and emptiness! That sorrow seemed to emanate from an inner loneliness and helplessness! She soaked

quietly in the water, seemingly trying to relax her entire body, quietly enjoying this rare moment of ease!

After an unknown amount of time, Li Qiushui suddenly exhaled softly, opened her bright eyes—enough to captivate any man's heart—and reached out with her slender hand, taking out a silk towel, and began to gently wash herself. She slowly and softly used the silk towel to wash every part of her body

…

A dozen minutes later, when they stood up from the bath, Li Qiushui draped a white, sheer nightgown over herself and handed a black silk nightgown to the somewhat dazed Princess Yinchuan to change into. The sight of the grandmother and granddaughter duo appearing before Wu Long was even more shocking than seeing them naked. It's said that veiled beauty is the most alluring, and this sheer veil amplified the allure of their exquisite features, making the seemingly invisible Wu Long almost leap out.

Before him stood the stunningly beautiful Li Qiushui, draped in a light veil. Beneath it, she resembled a pristine white lotus emerging from the water. The thin veil couldn't conceal her curvaceous figure; her high, full breasts pushed the veil high, forming bulges. Not completely dry, they were slightly damp, their rounded shapes barely visible. The two rosy nipples stood erect, half-open, half-full, as if awaiting pluck. The pink cherries were even more striking against the backdrop of her fair skin. The veil clung to her perfect curves, connecting to her rounded, soft shoulders, her delicate body arousing countless fantasies. Her taut abdomen and slender waist formed a seamless, beautiful curve, while her full, high-perched buttocks and soft, slender, and occasionally revealed smooth, rounded breasts were incredibly alluring to men. Her long, shapely, and supple breasts fully showcased her captivating charm. Her delicate feet would make any man swoon. And then there was the alluring valley shrouded in a veil of dark hair, a sight to behold.

However, the biggest shock came from the young beauty beside her, Princess Yinchuan. Although she hadn't been deflowered long ago, and wasn't as openly draped in a light veil as her mother, the thin nightgown she wore was equally stunning to Wu Long. The form-fitting black silk nightgown accentuated her curves even more, highlighting her curves perfectly. A black silk nightgown draped over her slender, graceful body, perfectly outlining her delicate, curvaceous figure. Her skin was as smooth and delicate as snow and jade, and her fair, alabaster-like face was slightly flushed from the recent warm water, like a blooming peach blossom, alluring and captivating. Her skin, as smooth and lustrous as snow and cream, possessed an irresistible allure, especially her long, almost completely exposed legs, which were crystal clear, white, and radiant like the sun. The small nipples pushing up the thin nightgown revealed that she was not wearing a bra. Her smooth, jade-like abdomen, her slender waist, her firm and full buttocks, and the small patch at the base of her long, smooth, pink legs clearly indicated that she was going braless.

The sight of the grandmother and granddaughter bathing in the water made Wu Long's blood boil and his veins throb. His already erect member swelled even more, his engorged member growing more than three inches. The stimulating scene made Wu Long recklessly reveal himself.

"Ah... Menglang, you, how did you get in..."

The sudden appearance of the man startled Princess Yinchuan, but her scream stopped when she saw it was Wu Long. However, considering that she was bathing with her grandmother, what did Wu Long's sudden appearance mean?

After all, she was a very intelligent person. Almost instantly, Princess Yinchuan calmed down. Glancing at the man beside her with his lustful eyes and several kiss marks on his body, she understood what was going on. To be honest, Princess Yinchuan regretted it. She hadn't expected Wu Long to be so shameless. Not satisfied with just having her, he had also taken advantage of her grandmother. But seeing that her grandmother didn't seem angry and seemed to have tacitly approved of it, she panicked and didn't know how to handle the situation.

"Tianxiu, I've missed you so much. Didn't you say your grandmother has been lonely all these years? Then I promise to treat you both well from now on and bring you happiness!"

Having cultivated a thick skin, Wu Long knew nothing of shamelessness. He gazed at Princess Yinchuan with deep affection, his dual cultivation aura rapidly emanating. Wu Long knew that only by making both grandmother and granddaughter submit to him could he resolve this matter; he couldn't allow them a moment to think clearly.

Wu Long's fiery gaze made Princess Yinchuan lower her head shyly. After the dual cultivation aura passed through her, Princess Yinchuan felt a surge of heat coursing through her body, her face instantly turning red. A thin mist seemed to veil her deep, captivating eyes, her delicate lips slightly parted, her pearly teeth lightly licking her cherry lips, her heart pounding, her breathing becoming rapid. At the same time, she also felt a joy at attracting the man she loved.

Compared to Wu Long, Li Qiushui, already a married woman and having been with him several times, appeared much more natural. A half-smile played on her smooth cheeks, her alluring eyes gazing seductively at Wu Long. She gracefully brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, then charmingly licked and circled her slightly upturned, full-bodied red lips. This seductive gesture almost made Wu Long pounce on her, pinning her down and giving her a grand "reward."

Seeing that her scene of grandmother and granddaughter emerging from the bath had achieved the desired effect, Li Qiushui's brows sparkled with a playful girlishness. She smiled charmingly, took her granddaughter's hand, and led her to Wu Long, pressing her to sit beside him. She then sat on the other side, wrapping her arms around Wu Long's, pressing them against her ample breasts beneath the light gauze, and said coquettishly,

"Nephew, I'm entrusting Tianxiu to you. You must treat us well from now on!"

Wu Long had completely forgotten his earlier plan. Looking at the two beauties on either side, he nodded blankly, stammering, "Okay, okay, okay!"

Li Qiushui displayed an unprecedented charm and uttered unprecedentedly cheesy words, leaving Princess Yinchuan, standing nearby, equally dumbfounded. Li Qiushui's heart fluttered at her granddaughter's gaze, her delicate face blushing like a beautiful flower, but this didn't change her demeanor. She bit her lip and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Husband, there's an even bigger surprise waiting for you!"

Having been through countless nights with women, he finally regained his masculine instincts, rubbing his erection with his arm and laughing, "What bigger surprise could there be?" Li Qiushui glanced at her infinitely shy granddaughter, gently biting Wu Long's earlobe, and whispered, "Tonight, we, grandmother and granddaughter, will both be with you."

Although this was what Wu Long himself had thought, hearing Li Qiushui say it still made his heart skip a beat. He hadn't expected that they, grandmother and granddaughter, could actually do this, disregarding ethical and moral norms and breaking the taboo of grandmother and granddaughter sharing a husband. He gently lifted Princess Yinchuan's head again, looked at her, and asked, "Tianxiu, is it as your mother said?"

This time, Princess Yinchuan didn't pull away, and softly hummed in affirmation in a voice so small that Wu Long's hearing wouldn't have been able to hear her clearly. Although Princess Yinchuan had agreed, he didn't want to force her in any way. He continued to gaze at her, asking the question that had been nagging at him: "Tianxiu, why have you changed so much in the blink of an eye?"

Princess Yinchuan paused for a moment, then looked at Wu Long with tender eyes and said, "Because I love you, and I love Mom. I don't want to give you up, and I don't want Mom to be sad!"

Wu Long tightly embraced the grandmother and granddaughter, letting the three of them feel each other's presence, warmth, and love. He whispered, "My darlings, I won't let you down. I love you both!"

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With the grandmother and granddaughter in front of him, and having agreed, Wu Long couldn't help but smile.)

"Beautiful ladies, let's rest!"

The grandmother and granddaughter gave a noncommittal "hmm," and Wu Long's erection rose uncontrollably, his massive member swelling once more. Li Qiushui chuckled softly and gently pressed it with her hand.

Wu Long reached out and swept both women into his arms, teleporting back to Princess Yinchuan's room as if by magic. He first placed the policewoman, Princess Yinchuan, on the bed, then lay down with his grandmother, Li Qiushui.

He reached out and unfastened Li Qiushui's undergarment, revealing her delicate body completely to his eyes. Her delicate body was as translucent as jade, her skin smooth and supple, seemingly boneless. Her dark eyes were clear as autumn water, her cherry lips red and alluring. Her mature, fair skin was delicate and refined, her breasts high and firm, round, thick, and soft, feeling wonderful to the touch. The snow-white flesh was incredibly smooth and tender, so soft that it couldn't be filled with just one hand. It was soft yet firm and elastic, simply indescribable. Her slender waist was slender, her soft belly smooth as satin, and her beautiful legs were long and shapely. The bulging petals between her legs, thick and faintly visible, were an exquisite sight. Her soft, fine hair framed her beautiful and charming face, her almond-shaped eyes half-open, revealing a captivating smile.

Wu Long's irresistible hands grasped her soft, smooth, snow-white breasts, kneading and rubbing them. He greedily sucked on her delicate pink nipples, leaving teeth marks on her flesh. The tender nipples, unable to withstand his touch, stood erect on her breasts, trembling slightly. Li Qiushui, already aroused, felt her whole body burning with desire. Her eyes were half-closed, she trembled repeatedly, letting out joyful moans. Her mature body exuded a faint fragrance, a mixture of sweetness and intoxicating allure.

"Dream lover..."

Princess Yinchuan suddenly called to him. Wu Long smiled at her, "What? Can't wait?"

Princess Yinchuan blushed deeply at his words, her already rosy face turning even redder: "No way!"

Wu Long looked up at Li Qiushui, whose beautiful eyes were now half-closed, her breath coming in short gasps. He reached down and touched her lower valley, where her juices were already flowing freely.

"Mmm... Husband..."

Li Qiushui felt his large hand on her valley and involuntarily clenched her fists, trapping his hand inside as well. Wu Long chuckled and said to Princess Yinchuan, who was lying to the side watching him and Li Qiushui,

"Tianxiu, Menglang and your grandmother will put on a good show for you later, so watch carefully."

Princess Yinchuan nodded shyly; after all, the forbidden thrill was extraordinary, and even a princess was somewhat tempted.

Wu Long withdrew his hand from Li Qiushui's private parts, revealing his body to Li Qiushui and Princess Yinchuan. His enormous member was already erect, its shaft a deep red, not only long but also strong. Princess Yinchuan was stunned by his large member, staring at it in horror, unable to imagine whether she could still accommodate it later.

Wu Long ignored Princess Yinchuan's surprised expression, rolled over and straddled Li Qiushui, his hand grasping his member, which was too large to be held in one hand, pressing it tightly against her private parts. He kissed Li Qiushui's lips, his hands gently caressing her ample breasts, feeling the pleasure of Li Qiushui swaying her hips against his private parts.

Li Qiushui held him tightly, enduring his thrusts and resisting the boundless pleasure. She had just fully felt the heat of his penis, which made her valley tingle with an unbearable itch. She gently swayed her waist, trying to alleviate the discomfort. But the more she moved, the itchier it became. All she wanted now was for Wulong's large penis to penetrate her petals and stop the tingling.

"Husband... um... give it to me... little brother... oh..." Li Qiushui spread her arms around his waist, her slender waist arching upwards, wanting him to satisfy her immediately.

Wulong leaned down and whispered affectionately in Li Qiushui's ear,

"Qiushui, I'm coming."

He pressed forward forcefully, his penis disappearing into the dark forest. The head of his penis was swallowed by the warm, soft petals. As his penis penetrated deeper, Wulong felt the pleasure of being tightly squeezed by the slippery petals. His hands caressed Li Qiushui's body, his lips kissing her cheeks and breasts, his hands kneading her snow-white, delicate flesh.

...

Her snow-white, plump breasts turned crimson. Waves of milk rippled from her skin. Wu Long's hands moved from Li Qiushui's slender waist, barely able to be grasped, upwards to grab her bouncing, round breasts, kneading them forcefully. The crimson breasts twisted and contorted. Li Qiushui's breasts were round and heavy, yet soft and yielding. She responded with a coquettish reproach. Her breasts, high and firm, with areolas still a deep pink, contrasted beautifully with her creamy nipples. "Oh...yes...yes," Li Qiushui sobbed, her voice a delicate, pleading sob. "Harder...knead it harder," he urged, moving up and down more vigorously, almost ingratiatingly. He increased the intensity of his ministrations, the stimulation causing Li Qiushui to let out a joyful cry from her cherry-like lips. Her dark, glossy, neatly trimmed forest, smeared with nectar, clung haphazardly to her petals. As Li Qiushui moved up and down, glittering phalluses could be seen darting in and out of her petals, accompanied by squelching sounds.

A hot hand suddenly pressed against his side, and at the same time, Princess Yinchuan's soft, shy voice rang in his ear: "My love, I feel so uncomfortable..."

Only then did Li Qiushui remember that her daughter was still beside her, and that her daughter had seen her like that. Thinking of this, she buried her head in Wu Long's chest, pinching him lightly to protest against making her look bad in front of their daughter. Wu Long turned his head and saw that Princess Yinchuan, whom they had forgotten about, was now completely naked. She looked at him beneath her with her alluring, almond-shaped eyes, her pearly white teeth lightly biting her lower lip, a picture of uncontrollable desire. Her small, straight nose, delicate skin, and slender, curvaceous figure were all exquisitely beautiful. Long eyelashes, a small nose, slightly parted lips, and rosy cheeks—every feature showcased her beauty. Her delicate shoulders were smooth and soft against her snow-white skin. Her small yet alluring breasts, like jade bowls inverted on her petite body, rippled with her breath. The

areolas, perfectly positioned, were small and erect, pinkish-red, turning a vibrant crimson with excitement. Her slender waist, flat stomach, and small navel, lacking the dense pubic hair of her grandmother, perfectly covered her beautiful valley. Her long, pert buttocks were captivating.

But what truly alluring was the mysterious palace hidden between her legs. Perhaps noticing his gaze fixed on her youthful beauty, Princess Yinchuan blushed and parted her legs, revealing her secret palace to him: the petals slightly raised, like adorable little buns; sparse pubic hair neatly and symmetrically distributed on either side, a tightly closed pink petal threading through, giving him an incredibly powerful shock. Oh, these were Princess Yinchuan's petals, so recently deflowered! He was going mad.

"My love, you're so naughty, you're making me blush..."

With a soft, girlish voice, her fragrant lips pressed against his. The girl's cherry lips made Wu Long's mouth water, his tongue tingle, and his nose filled with her sweet scent. Her movements were somewhat awkward, and Wu Long had to withdraw his hands from Li Qiushui's chest, instead embracing Princess Yinchuan's head and kissing her passionately.

Wu Long's nimble and powerful tongue pried open her tightly closed teeth, invading her mouth. The kiss felt so warm and comfortable; she felt her whole body slowly relax, gradually becoming intoxicated in a blissful dream. Under Wu Long's skillful and continuous passionate kisses, the beautiful Princess Yinchuan gradually softened, her body and mind becoming intoxicated.

"Oh... Husband... You're so hard... Ah... It's killing me... Ah..."

Li Qiushui gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, her cries echoing as she moved her delicate body up and down almost frantically. Her hands moved to her chest, taking over for him who was preoccupied with one thing while attending to the other. Of course, Wu Long wasn't entirely idle either; his waist moved upwards in rhythm with her movements, allowing his large head to slam directly into her tender flower core time and time again, bringing her unparalleled pleasure.

Almost suffocating, Princess Yinchuan had to push him away, gasping for breath, and thrusting her tender, relatively delicate breasts towards him. When her pink nipples were presented to Wu Long, he immediately took one of her small nipples into his mouth, licking and sucking. His hands weren't idle either; one hand covered Princess Yinchuan's neglected other nipple, kneading and twisting it; the other hand cupped her buttocks, stroking and kneading her pert cheeks.

Caught in a pincer attack, Princess Yinchuan tightly embraced his head, her face flushed, and softly moaned, "Mmm... Menglang... it feels so strange... ah... don't bite... mmm... hmph... Menglang... mmm..." The girl's shy, timid moans were arousing, making one's blood boil and causing uncontrollable urges, while her wanton moans were driving one to madness.

While her daughter, Princess Yinchuan, was panting heavily from Wu Long's teasing, her maternal grandmother, Li Qiushui, was already at her limit, her moans intoxicating: "Ah... Husband... Good brother... Sister can't take it anymore... Why haven't you ejaculated yet... Ah... Still so hard... Ah... It seems even thicker... It's filling me up... Ah... Sister... I'm going to be killed by you... Ah..."

Accompanying her moans were the sounds of "plop... plop" and "slap... slap," along with his heavy breathing and Princess Yinchuan's shy moans, creating a perfect symphony.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... I'm coming..." With Li Qiushui's final deep thrust, his penis pressed hard against her tender flesh, and she let out a long cry, a cool liquid gushing from her core. Li Qiushui collapsed onto him, having reached her climax. Wu Long, still vigorous and powerful, continued to penetrate her petals.

Seeing Princess Yinchuan's alluring appearance, he really wanted to devour her whole. Just as Wu Long was about to get up and withdraw his member, he felt Li Qiushui's petals tightly gripping him, unwilling to let him out. Wu Long looked mischievously at the still panting Li Qiushui. She seemed to sense the situation within her petals, and felt incredibly shy under his gaze, wanting only to bury her head in his chest. Wu Long kissed Li Qiushui's cheek and said softly, "Wife, don't rush, there's still plenty of time. Now, let Tianxiu put on a show for you."

Li Qiushui became even more embarrassed by his words, and bit Wu Long hard, protesting against him for displaying such a shameful state in front of her granddaughter and for making fun of her. Wu Long laboriously withdrew his member from Li Qiushui's petals, causing her to moan incessantly.

After Li Qiushui withdrew her penis, she felt an emptiness in her petals and heart, a painful feeling. She glanced at him resentfully, only to see him smiling at her. After kissing her, he went to Princess Yinchuan's side, listening to her soft moans and smelling the faint fragrance emanating from her body. He reached out and touched her soft flesh.

Wu Long held Princess Yinchuan tightly, pressing her delicate body against his, enjoying the pressure of her ample breasts against his chest and feeling her fiery body. When Princess Yinchuan's hands embraced his head, Wu Long smelled a fragrance from her hands—a fragrance from her body, the subtle scent of a virgin, and an even more alluring fragrance he had never smelled before. They shared a long kiss until Princess Yinchuan was breathless. A silver thread draped between their mouths. Princess Yinchuan licked her lips with her little tongue, looking both adorable and captivating:

"Tianxiu, you are so beautiful."

"Mmm..." Hearing his praise, Princess Yinchuan suddenly lost all strength and lay on top of him. Wu Long rolled over and pinned Princess Yinchuan beneath him. He wasn't in a hurry to possess her; he wanted to admire her properly. Princess Yinchuan awaited his arrival. Looking at her pretty face, so similar to Li Qiushui's, though a little rounder, with long eyelashes, a small nose, slightly parted lips, and rosy cheeks, every feature showcased her beauty.

Her pretty face flushed, but instead of lowering her head to avoid Wu Long's gaze, she playfully tilted her head back, boldly meeting his "dream lover's" gaze. Princess Yinchuan's cheeks burned, her eyes seemed to overflow with tears, and she breathed softly. Her appearance was infuriating! Wu Long couldn't resist kissing her lips again. This time, in the passionate kiss, she clearly took the initiative, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, her smooth tongue passionately intertwining with his.

Wu Long's hands caressed her smooth, silky waist, his hands reaching deeper to touch her from below, grasping her soft, hot breasts. Wu Long's hands continued to knead her, his fingers teasing her tender nipples. Princess Yinchuan breathed heavily, her eyes unfocused and hazy, her arms limply draped over his waist, her voluptuous body supple and boneless, full of wonderful elasticity. Under his caresses, her nipples slowly hardened, and she couldn't help but let out a low moan. (

The first part of the novel, "Fallen Heavenly Dragon World," Chapter 168, "One Dragon, Two Phoenixes 4

") Wu Long caressed her round, plump buttocks, which were perfectly round without an ounce of excess fat, feeling wonderful to the touch. He caressed her beautiful curves. Princess Yinchuan cried out, twisting her body, trying to stop him:

"No...it's so embarrassing...ah..."

Wu Long gave her a domineering kiss, silencing her protesting lips. His fingers reluctantly withdrew from her buttocks, circling around before disappearing into her soft downy hair. His fingers continued to explore downwards, encountering a slippery patch; Princess Yinchuan was already wet from his teasing. Lying on top of Wu Long, she gently twisted her body. Soon, she felt Wu Long's huge, hard member pressing against her soft buttocks. With each twist, his large, hard member moved in and out, pressing against her secret flower garden.

Instantly, Princess Yinchuan became weak and powerless, yet she still slowly swayed her hips, as if deep down she craved this physical friction and was beginning to awaken. Wu Long felt Princess Yinchuan beneath him becoming soft and docile, and he also felt the stimulating friction. He could not suppress himself and slowly thrust his hips, using his huge, hard member through her thin clothes to rub and stimulate her petals, which were as smooth and flawless as her mother's.

"Ah!"

Princess Yinchuan clearly felt Wu Long's hard member almost penetrate her peach blossom valley, along with his thin clothes. She could no longer hide the passion in her heart and couldn't help but moan. She quickly covered her mouth as soon as she cried out, as if afraid that her mother would discover that she had been placed in such a shameful position and was so uncontrollably aroused.

Wu Long embraced her, kissing her pretty face, his mouth gently caressing her earlobe, his tongue lightly licking her earlobe, his fingers moving to her petals, tracing their softness. Princess Yinchuan's seductive moans grew louder, and her petals overflowed with a sticky fluid. She held Wu Long, kissing his face, her eyes filled with deep love. Wu Long took her small hand and placed it on his penis.

"Come touch my precious treasure."

Princess Yinchuan's fair cheeks flushed, her bright almond eyes gazing seductively at Wu Long, three fingers gently pinching the head of his penis yet shyly refusing to move:

"Is this how you touch it?"

Wu Long grasped her slender hand and held his large penis in his grasp. A curious smile graced her flushed face as her soft hands caressed his member. "

So hot...so hard...so long...ah!"

Wu Long was overjoyed by the three consecutive "good"s, more so than any other praise. The awkward caresses also gave him a unique pleasure. Wu Long gestured for her to release him, slowly parting her snow-white legs, carefully examining her petals. Against the backdrop of her breasts, the thin petals were delicate and vibrant, with wisps of clear fluid slowly flowing out. Wu Long lifted her long legs and wrapped them around his waist, leaning down to kiss her. The head of his penis touched her soft petals, gently parting the closed petals. She clearly felt the direct contact of his burning, enormous member, letting out a soft "ah," her face flushed, biting her lower lip, closing her eyes, her breathing rapid, her soft body becoming slightly stiff.

Wu Long's eyes blazed with fury, his erection hard as iron, pressing firmly against the smooth, flawless flower garden. Enjoying the soaking of spring water, he reached out to touch Princess Yinchuan's small, pert buttocks. The beautiful flesh was smooth and soft to the touch, eliciting waves of admiration from Wu Long. He greedily stroked and kneaded it, wantonly caressing and gently rubbing Princess Yinchuan's plump buttocks. Princess Yinchuan, already blushing and her face flushed, her originally fair and delicate face now rosy, even more alluring and captivating, truly dazzling and intoxicating. The shy beauty unconsciously parted her slightly trembling lips, her soft breaths escaping in muffled sounds:

"Mmm... Menglang... don't... like this..."

The aroused Wulong impatiently lifted Princess Yinchuan's long, smooth legs, making her straddle him, and penetrated her in a lotus position, kissing her passionately. Princess Yinchuan slightly opened her mouth, accepting Wulong's sweet kiss, her arms encircling his neck, passionately kissing him in return.

Princess Yinchuan felt a fire rapidly spreading through her body, and she gradually began to kiss Wulong more actively, her soft breaths growing louder. Wulong was also infected by Princess Yinchuan's passion; one hand encircled her slender waist, while the other, through her clothing, slowly kneaded her skin.

Wu Long reached down to her chest, pulling off her clothes and bodice, which swayed with her movements. He kneaded and squeezed her breasts wantonly, grasping Princess Yinchuan's soft, smooth, snow-white breasts and rubbing and kneading them. Then he lowered his head and greedily took her delicate pink nipples into his mouth, sucking and licking them, leaving teeth marks on her breasts. The tender nipples, unable to withstand his caresses, stood erect on her soft breasts. Princess Yinchuan was aroused by Wu Long's actions, her eyes half-closed, and she couldn't help but moan with pleasure:

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Menglang... you... oh... so comfortable... oh... so good..."

Wu Long placed the princess's slender breasts on his waist, and Princess Yinchuan understood and wrapped herself around him. Wu Long grabbed Princess Yinchuan's two cute and delicate breasts, kneading and caressing them incessantly, while his waist movements showed no sign of slowing down, thrusting quickly and violently, frantically plunging into Princess Yinchuan's flower garden. Princess Yinchuan, excited, wrapped her arms around him, her full, shapely buttocks swaying up and down, responding to Wu Long's kneading, moaning incessantly as she enjoyed the pleasure of intercourse. Princess Yinchuan's alluring demeanor fueled Wu Long's excitement, and he thrust his thick member even harder, making Princess Yinchuan's flower core tingle with pleasure, waves of ecstasy spreading throughout her body.

"Oh... Menglang, so comfortable, oh... faster... yes, just like that... ah..."

Suddenly, Princess Yinchuan gripped Wu Long tightly with both hands, her head tilting back as she cried out softly. Her flower chambers suddenly sucked at Wu Long's head, a stream of warm, lustrous fluid gushing out, scalding his head with a tingling, penetrating sensation that shot straight to his dantian. After her climax, Princess Yinchuan tightly embraced Wu Long's neck, her lips revealing a satisfied and languid expression, her body glistening with fragrant sweat and panting heavily. Wu Long quietly rested on her shoulders, his hands roaming over her flower chambers while he lowered his head to kiss her half-open lips repeatedly.

Under his kisses and the constant throbbing of his penis within her petals, Princess Yinchuan, whose pain had slightly distracted her, regained her composure. She moaned softly, her juices flowing down to her white thighs. Wu Long began to slowly thrust in and out. She gasped for breath, moaning, "Mmm...mmm...my whole body is filled with you...mmm." Wu Long gradually increased the force of his thrusts, rhythmically pumping in and out, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Soon, Princess Yinchuan was overwhelmed by the rising tide of pleasure. She clung tightly to Wu Long, her long, smooth black hair cascading onto the pillow, her snow-white skin flushed with a rosy blush, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her delicate nose. She let out dreamlike moans, "Mmm...mmm..." Her face showed an expression of both discomfort and pleasure.

"Ah...you're so...bad...ah...ah..."

Princess Yinchuan suddenly cried out. It turned out that Li Qiushui, who had been watching from the side, couldn't resist moving her breasts, taking care of Wu Long's breasts, who had no three heads and six arms. This double pleasure naturally made Princess Yinchuan feel exceptionally stimulated and intense, her slender waist moving even more wildly, frantically responding to his thrusts.

"Dream lover... a little harder... Tianxiu... I'm going to die of pleasure... ahh... I'm going to heaven... ahh..." Princess Yinchuan hooked her arms around his neck and kissed Wulong's face wildly; her hands were tightly wrapped around his waist, thrusting wildly to meet his movements, cooperating perfectly with Wulong.

"Hoo... Wife... Dreamer... It's coming..."

Intense pleasure kept assaulting him. Wu Long felt it was about to come and mustered his last bit of strength for a final sprint.

Princess Yinchuan's delicate body writhed even more rapidly, and she moaned, "Dreamer... I'm... coming too..."

Princess Yinchuan's petals contracted violently, squeezing his large member tightly. The intense pleasure made Wu Long unable to bear it any longer. He slammed his head heavily into Princess Yinchuan's flower core, then his whole body trembled, his spine went numb, "Plop... Plop... Plop..." His member trembled violently inside her petals, and hot molten lava gushed out, making Princess Yinchuan instantly reach her climax. With Princess Yinchuan's last cry, their two sweat-soaked bodies collapsed weakly onto the bed. Princess Yinchuan whimpered and nestled in his arms, her snow-white body lying there. Wu Long gently kissed her and asked,

"Was it good just now?"

Princess Yinchuan hugged him tightly, her face full of shyness, and said, "It was... so good, Dreamer. It was so beautiful. I thought I was almost dead." "

You shameless brat!"

Li Qiushui, who had been lying nearby watching the battle closely, seemed to have recovered quite a bit and began teasing her daughter. Her face was still flushed with a captivating blush, and her expression was somewhat languid.

Princess Yinchuan, hearing her mother's teasing, retorted,

"Empress Dowager, don't be a pot calling the kettle black. You were just calling Menglang 'my little darling,' how cheesy!"

Li Qiushui blushed and chuckled sheepishly. Wu Long's heart fluttered at the sight, and he reached out to pull her into his arms, letting the grandmother and granddaughter lie face to face against his chest. Both of them buried their heads in his chest shyly.

Looking at the two beautiful women, grandmother and granddaughter, in his arms, Wu Long couldn't help but smile smugly. Li Qiushui glanced at him sideways and said shyly, "It's all your fault, you naughty boy." She kneaded the soft flesh of his waist with her hand. Wu Long reached down and grabbed her breasts, teasingly saying, "Who told you to fall in love with this bad guy like me?"

Princess Yinchuan woke up under Wu Long's gentle touch, wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a passionate kiss. Her face was full of satisfaction and languid charm, and the once dashing policewoman now had a mature charm that made her even more beautiful. "Why don't you rest for a bit, and then I'll love you again, okay?" Wu Long lowered his head and kissed Princess Yinchuan's lips, asking softly.

Wu Long smiled and withdrew from her body. Princess Yinchuan looked at his still-erect penis with a somewhat hazy gaze. Wu Long said with amusement, "Little darling, don't be greedy. I'll make sure you're well-fed later."

Princess Yinchuan blushed deeply at his words, her face turning so red it was almost dripping with water.

"Tianxiu, you know how to be shy now?" While teasing Princess Yinchuan, Li

Qiushui pulled Wu Long onto her. Already aroused by their performance, she eagerly grabbed Wu Long's penis and tried to guide it towards her already wet petals. Wu Long, however, deliberately resisted, making her pout and say,

"My little devil, my good husband, stop teasing me! You're going to drive me crazy!"

Before Wu Long could reply, Princess Yinchuan burst into laughter, making Li Qiushui blush. She scolded, "You silly girl, you've had your fill and now you don't care about the Empress Dowager anymore!"

"Hehe, Uncle-Master, here I come!" Wu Long thrust his hips, his penis sliding smoothly into her flower chamber through her slippery fluids. The intense pleasure made her cry out, then she smiled at him seductively, "Good nephew, give your sister a good time." “

Yes, Master Uncle. I’m coming.”

Wu Long lifted Li Qiushui's legs and placed them on his shoulders, holding her with both hands. He took a deep breath and began to thrust wildly, giving her no chance to catch her breath. Under such intense onslaught, Li Qiushui immediately writhed in pleasure, babbling incoherently:

"Ah...you little devil...good husband...you're going to kill me...ah...so good...ah...again...ah...harder...kill me...I'd be willing...ah...I'm going to heaven..."

"Hehe, how could such a good man like Menglang bear to kill such a beauty as the Empress Dowager?"

Princess Yinchuan, having recovered, didn't dare to be left out and joined their battle. Perhaps out of 'revenge,' she also began to fondle Li Qiushui's breasts, occasionally lowering her head to gently bite the Empress Dowager's erect nipples. This was quite unbearable for Li Qiushui, who gasped and moaned, "You...you little...girl...why are you...teasing...the Empress Dowager...don't bite...I can't take it...anymore..."

"Hehe, the Empress Dowager just teased me too, so of course Tianxiu is going to get revenge now."

Princess Yinchuan giggled, her small hands lightly pinching Li Qiushui's erect breasts. The double stimulation from her chest and the breasts drove Li Qiushui wild. Forgetting about arguing with Princess Yinchuan anymore, she moaned incessantly, her head shaking rapidly, her slender waist twisting even more quickly. Wu Long was panting heavily, thrusting wildly, making the wooden bed beneath him creak and groan as if protesting.

"Ah...you...girl...don't pinch anymore...ah...I can't take it...ah...ah ah...it's coming...ah..."

Li Qiushui cried out, her whole body collapsing like a deflated balloon, her small mouth wide open, panting heavily. Unexpectedly, under the double attack of Wu Long and Princess Yinchuan, she had only lasted a few minutes longer than Princess Yinchuan. Seeing that Li Qiushui had arrived, Wu Long, who was in high spirits, had no choice but to move his position again, entering the flower room where Princess Yinchuan had just lost her virginity.

Chapter 170 of the First Part: Fallen Heavenly Dragon World: The

Wind and Clouds of Tianshan, Boundless Spring Colors. Because Li Qiushui and the princess both served him, it fulfilled one of his dreams, making him even more vigorous. He engaged in passionate lovemaking with Li Qiushui and the princess, driving them both to the brink of madness. The princess, in particular, had the lowest cultivation level among the two, yet Wu Long took her the most times. She

couldn't bear it; she felt her soul soaring higher and higher, never settling down, until finally, after a final, deathly scream like a swan, she fainted. Although Li Qiushui had high cultivation, such things were far beyond what cultivation alone could withstand. She felt Wu Long possessing inexhaustible energy, relentlessly assaulting her body, driving her to a state of blissful ecstasy. Li Qiushui only managed to hold on for a moment longer before she was about to faint. Suddenly, she felt a surge of heat from the hard, enormous dragon head pressing against her clitoris, rushing into her core, breaking through acupoints, and flowing into her body. She was shocked and confused. Just then, Wu Long whispered,

"Quickly follow the incantation I've taught you to circulate your energy."

He then grabbed her hands, pressing them against each other, and slowly began to circulate his energy. Li Qiushui was delighted and quickly complied, silently circulating her power. Wu Long guided her newly generated internal energy along the route of the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic). Wu Long's internal energy forcefully formed vortexes, pushing back towards Li Qiushui. The energy flowed through the Yin meridian of her right hand, then up the Yang meridian of her middle finger, along her right elbow, past the Chonglou point, through the Chong meridian to the Dantian, circulating several times before spreading throughout her body, reaching the Baihui point on the top of her head and stopping at the Yongquan point on the sole of her foot. After several bends, the energy flowed from the shoulders to the top of the head, culminating in the "Baihui" acupoint. This "Baihui" point is one of the thirty-six most dangerous acupoints on the body, belonging to the Du meridian. It is the meeting point of the three Yang meridians of the hands and feet, as well as the Du meridian. Being struck by it can cause anything from unconsciousness to immediate death. However, the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic) takes the opposite approach, targeting the most dangerous points of the body. The thirty-six diagrams are based on the thirty-six weakest acupoints, suggesting a strategy of pushing the opponent to the brink of death and then bringing them back to life. When the Yi Jin Jing is practiced to a high level, even these thirty-six supposedly fatal acupoints become filled with internal energy. The fatal acupoints are not

deadly; all the acupoints in the body pulsate with internal energy, like a vast, endless ocean. Li Qiushui felt a warm, comfortable sensation throughout her body. After finishing his practice, Wu Long removed the thin, cicada-wing-like human skin mask from Li Qiushui's right cheek. He carefully examined her face and noticed that the four bloodstains had faded considerably, and her face seemed younger. Overjoyed, he said,

"Uncle-Master, your injuries have healed quite a bit."

Li Qiushui, having finished her practice, still possessed undiminished internal energy, which circulated even faster. Her entire body felt as if it were being cut by knives and burned by fire, yet her true energy swept through with unstoppable force. As she endured the intense pain, all her meridians were widened, and acupoints that were normally difficult for her to access were opened. She felt completely transformed. Feeling indescribably comfortable and in high spirits, she was filled with joy when she heard Wu Long's words. Startled, she asked with great surprise,

"Really? Really?"

Wu Long nodded vigorously, reaching out to stroke her cheek, gently caressing the four bloodstains with obvious affection. Li Qiushui was deeply moved, tears welling in her eyes. Suddenly, she shifted her body and stammered, "Good man, do you... want more?"

Wu Long chuckled, straightened his body, and said,

"What do you think?" Li Qiushui smiled sweetly and said, "You lie down, I'll do it."

With that, she pushed Wu Long down and straddled him. With a sway of her slender waist and a sinking of her plump buttocks, with a "plop," his hard member slid all the way into Li Qiushui's peach garden. Li Qiushui's pink and white plump buttocks rose and fell, moving up and down, until she was drenched in fragrant sweat, her beautiful hair flying wildly, and panting heavily.

"Mmm...so beautiful...ah...so good..."

She grabbed herself with both hands, constantly squeezing and climaxing, reliving the pleasure between men and women, and letting out excited moans. Her flowing hair, glistening with sweat, and panting heavily, finally released from the long-suppressed desire, the "plop, plop" sounds made Li Qiushui even more aroused, her cheeks flushed. She thrust her plump hips wildly, moving up and down, her swollen vulva tightly gripping Wu Long's manhood. Wu Long felt Li Qiushui's vaginal opening contract repeatedly, just like her cherry lips tightly biting the base of his penis. Lying on his back, Wu Long moved his abdomen up and down, his penis responding to her wanton vulva, his hands not content with just that, kneading and playing with Li Qiushui's swaying breasts.

Finally, Wu Long rolled over, pinning Li Qiushui down, and kissed her trembling red lips. Li Qiushui understood and wrapped her arms around his neck, her full red lips actively sucking on his. Her nimble tongue danced between his lips, and Wu Long slightly extended his tongue, which she immediately met. Wu Long gently teased her tongue, slowly drawing her smooth, soft tongue into his mouth before sucking on it. Li Qiushui obediently tilted her head back, gently letting him taste her, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist. At the same time, his huge, hard penis pressed down on her soft abdomen without hesitation, slowly invading between her legs. He rubbed his thick legs against her sensitive inner thighs. Li Qiushui's hands embraced him, her tongue responding to his, slightly parting and wrapping around his legs, her slender waist slightly arched, as if waiting for his forceful thrust.

A smile appeared on Wu Long's lips as he thrust forward, his penis penetrating her slippery, narrow passage, reaching her very core. Then he began to try gently thrusting in and out. Li Qiushui's snow-white breasts clung tightly to his waist, her soft hands wrapped around his neck, and she couldn't help but moan from her cherry-like lips:

"Husband...you rascal...faster...a little..."

Wu Long's hands gripped her slender waist, and his hips began to thrust powerfully. Wu Xiong's body throbbed against Li Qiushui's beauty, his dragon pounding in that exceptionally tight and delicate depth, while Li Qiushui wriggled shyly beneath him, her snow-white, jade-like breasts both resisting and welcoming, her bright red cherry-like lips slightly parted, uttering soft moans and gasps. Suddenly, he bent down and took her firm, rosy nipple into his mouth, his tongue gently rolling around the tender cherry as he sucked wildly, while one hand grasped and kneaded her other trembling, delicate, and soft snow-white breast.

Li Qiushui's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her pearly teeth biting lightly, her delicate face flushed, her cheeks burning like fire. As the thick, massive dragon gradually penetrated deeper into her flawless, beautiful skin, a dizzying, intense pleasure surged through her. The elegant beauty gasped and moaned, her cries soft and sweet. Under Wu Long's skillful touch, Li Qiushui couldn't help but writhe, responding with her breaths. Her two slender, smooth arms, sometimes raised lightly, sometimes lowered, wrapped around his waist, tightening and lifting slightly with each thrust and withdrawal of the dragon. Her beautiful face, more radiant than a flower, flushed like fire, her cherry lips slightly parted, her cries soft and sweet, her moans and gasps rising and falling. Her soft, snow-white arms, like lotus roots, tightly embraced Wu Long's broad shoulders, her delicate, jade-like hands digging into his muscles, striving to receive the nourishment of Wu Long's love.

Wu Long's fiery, dragon-like member moved in and out, radiating heat that spread throughout his body, painting Li Qiushui's fair and dazzling beauty with layers of blush. Her body trembled involuntarily, her firm, high breasts heaving like waves, creating soft, surging waves of flesh. Fragrant sweat dripped from her body like rain, mingling with the intoxicating, soul-stirring aroma, accompanied by soft, plaintive moans. The man was wild, the woman alluring; a series of rapid, slapping sounds, panting breaths, and moans filled the room. Their bodies swayed even more violently, fragrant sweat flying, a strange scent permeating the air. The room was filled with alluring moans and gasps, a scene of erotic spring.

Li Qiushui's beauty surpassed even that of flowers, her face flushed with a fiery blush. Her soft, snow-white arms, like lotus roots, shyly clung tightly to Wu Long's broad shoulders, her delicate, jade-like hands digging into his muscles. His incredibly thick dragon thrust more and more violently into her deep, narrow flower garden, his thrusts growing increasingly intense, his large, hot head penetrating deeper and deeper into Li Qiushui's fiery, dark path.

Wu Long, with his extraordinaryly massive member, gradually pushed the beautiful Li Qiushui beneath him, her heart and soul, towards that intoxicating, bone-melting lust. The elegant, ethereal, beautiful, pure, and noble Li Qiushui's smooth, snow-white belly began to tremble and writhe, gradually transforming into a shy, yielding thrust… A triumphant hymn of passion resounded within the bathroom.

Wu Long, like a wild horse, galloped relentlessly across Li Qiushui's slender frame; like a mad bee, he sought only the deepest core of her flower bud! Like a wild beast, he vented his fury on her delicate body, his hands kneading and squeezing her flesh, his massive dragon thrusting in and out, each stroke heavily slamming into her buttocks.

Meanwhile, Yin Chuan, who had been teased by her man and her grandmother, rubbed against them, kissing and licking them with her small mouth...

Li Qiushui let out a muffled groan as the thick, hot, round dragon head pierced into her shyly blooming, tender flower bud—the entrance to her jade palace. The dragon eye at the tip of the head touched the deepest core of the holy and beautiful Li Qiushui. "Ah...oh...good...comfortable...faster..." With a shy, delicate cry, Li Qiushui couldn't withstand the intense stimulation and let out a series of rapid, panting cries.

His massive member throbbed tightly around Li Qiushui's rarely visited flower path, its head pressing firmly against the shy, delicate, and tender stamen deep within her flower bud. The two were lost in a sea of desire, their bodies intertwined. As another wave surged, Li Qiushui let out a rapid, panting cry, "Ah...ah..." A poignant and alluring moan echoed from the room, filled with the fragrance of spring. Her snow-white, crystalline softness suddenly clung tightly to Wu Long's body, a suffocating tremor running through her. Her cherry lips parted, her silver teeth biting fiercely into the muscles of Wu Long's shoulder. Li Qiushui experienced the ecstasy of their union.

Wu Long, brimming with vigor and passion, immersed himself in their sweat and lubrication, boldly pioneering the beauty's nth time. When his touch reached her core, Li Qiushui's entire body surged with excitement. She gripped his back tightly, her face glistening with sweat, her beautiful lips panting rapidly, her buttocks rubbing tightly against his movements. Li Qiushui closed her bright eyes, savoring this blissful moment, hoping Wu Long would thrust into her core again, like a spring rain soaking her flower, accepting the indescribable pleasure.

The slight shyness she had shown because of her granddaughter's presence had vanished. She repeatedly performed various perfect movements and skillful postures. Sometimes she would clamp her legs around Wu Long's calves, swaying her supple waist; sometimes she would raise her legs high, placing them on his shoulders, her snow-white buttocks arching to match his thrusts; merging with his movements, the unprecedented pleasure made her wanton, her waist arching high to meet his thrusts, welcoming the swift arrival of the flood.

The dual cultivation technique was indeed miraculous. With this precious technique, Wu Long's divine power soared, his golden spear remained unyielding, and even after repeatedly defeating the mother and daughter, he never leaked his vital essence. In

Chapter 171 of the first part of the Fallen Heavenly Dragon World,

Wu Xingyun drank the deer blood, sat cross-legged, and began to chant incantations. Soon, a breath of white vapor exhaled from her mouth and nose, forming a cloud of mist that gathered above her head without dissipating; she had entered a state of complete absorption. Wu Long remained silent, simply standing quietly beside her, watching her. It turned out that today was the last day of Wu Xingyun's third attempt at rejuvenation, and also the most dangerous day for practicing the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Supreme Technique. She could not have the slightest sound or distracting thoughts, otherwise not only would all her previous efforts be wasted, but her life would also be in danger.

About an hour later, the mist above Wu Xingyun's head was gradually inhaled back into her mouth, and without changing her posture, she floated lightly, about a foot off the ground. Seeing this, Wu Long sighed inwardly. The "Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme" technique was truly unfathomable. He had practiced many top-tier internal energy techniques, yet none had produced such a wondrous sight. If Wu Xingyun hadn't previously mentioned the extraordinary phenomena of this technique, he would have cried out in astonishment. Suddenly, a series of crackling sounds emanated from Wu Xingyun's body, like popping beans. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open, shooting out a tangible light. She stretched out her limbs, unleashing a powerful burst of true energy like a volcanic eruption. Even with Wu Long's formidable internal energy cultivation, his clothes were still shaken and billowed.

Wu Long said happily,

"Alright, Xingyun, you have successfully passed the third tribulation of the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies."

Wu Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief and said,

"Finally, I've successfully passed this tribulation."

Then, realizing what was happening, she said coldly,

"Don't talk to me. Go find your Martial Aunt Qiushui and your little princess!"

The two were currently having a cold war. The reason was simple: three days ago, when he brought Li Qiushui to her side, Tonglao was startled, then overjoyed, thinking that Wu Long had captured her. However, she saw the two being very intimate, which made her furious. Li Qiushui was extremely jealous of Tonglao's transformation, yet she also looked at her senior sister Wu Xingyun with envy. She had become a young girl, with a beautiful face, a beautiful figure, and a beautiful body from head to toe, inside and out. There was no part of her that didn't resemble a young girl who was still shy and immature but exuded a mature charm.

Sensing her jealousy, Tonglao deliberately spun around a few times, deeply enjoying the lightness and softness of her girlish body. Suddenly, she laughed,

"What, junior sister, are you jealous of your senior sister?"

Li Qiushui's heart raced, knowing this was the result of Wulong's dual cultivation. Thinking of her own changes, she sighed softly, suddenly reaching out to grasp Wulong's still-erect penis, gently caressing it, while whispering,

"Good man, if Uncle-Master follows you wholeheartedly from now on, will you abandon me?"

Tonglao nearly died of anger upon seeing this, and roared,

"Li Qiushui, you shameless woman! You fought for Wuyazi back then, and now you're trying to steal Wulong from me! You're shameless!"

Li Qiushui coldly replied,

"What shamelessness? We, the people of Xixia, have always been bold in love and hate. We gather when things are good, and scatter when things are bad. We don't have all that inexplicable stuff from the Song people."

Tonglao angrily retorted...

"What makes you think you can compete with me? In terms of martial arts, I'm second only to my master. If it weren't for your sneak attack, at the crucial moment of practicing the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Supreme Skill, you suddenly attacked me, causing my true energy to go astray, injuring my Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian, hindering my bone development, and making it difficult for me to grow taller. Why would Wu Yazi choose you? Now I like Wu Long, and I can give him my most precious things. Can you do that?"

Li Qiushui, stung by this, retorted:

"Don't talk about how virtuous your chapters are. If it weren't for your physical ailments, would you be an old hag in your fifties? Hmph, although I may not be able to give Wu Long my first time, I have a beautiful daughter and grandchildren. To be with him, I can disregard all these ethics. My two granddaughters are the most beautiful and charming; they both gave their 'red pills' to Wu Long. Whatever Wu Long wants, I'll agree to it, regardless of ethics or morality, regardless of anything else. Can you do that?"

She finished her sentence with a final curse. Back then, her senior brother, Wu Ya Zi, had fallen in love with someone else, and their once beautiful relationship was broken, ending in separation. In her extreme hatred and rage, she gave away her good daughter and brought so many male concubines to indulge herself; her heart had already turned to ashes. Now, seeing her senior sister, with whom she had fought for seventy or eighty years, transformed into a beautiful young woman, her dead heart was rekindled in the face of Wu Long.

She longed to transform back into a young girl, regaining her youthful beauty, captivating Wu Long, the leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect, and binding him to her bed. Then, the Free and Unfettered Sect would be hers to rule. Moreover, she and the Old Woman Tong were already at odds; seeing the Old Woman regain her youthful beauty, how could she not be envious and yearn to regain her youth and surpass the Old Woman Tong?

Wu Long smiled bitterly, thinking, "Even if you don't agree, I'll still take the princess with me."

Looking at Li Qiushui's furious and enraged appearance, and seeing the four bloody marks she had left on her face growing even more grotesque, Tong Lao felt a mixture of sympathy and immense relief. She asked with a hint of sarcasm,

"Comparing women to me? My Lingjiu Palace is overflowing with beauties, countless of them virgins. And junior sister, have you considered what would happen if one day you gave birth to a son for our good nephew, and your two granddaughters also gave birth to a son? Would the two sons be siblings, or something else? Have you thought about it? Have you thought about it?"

Wu Long's heart skipped a beat: he thought, "That is indeed a problem. However, I will try my best to prevent you from getting pregnant." He waved his hand helplessly.

"Alright, Granny Tong, don't upset your uncle. Uncle Tong, don't listen to her nonsense. Don't worry, whether you let the princess marry me or not, as long as you promise me you'll help me fight the Xiaoyao Sect and make it stronger, how about that?"

Li Qiushui looked at Wu Long with a complicated expression and asked hesitantly, "You said I'm yours, your woman?" Wu Long nodded with a smile.

"You don't care about what I did back then, that thing?" Li Qiushui lowered her head, filled with remorse, hating her own promiscuity and shamelessness.

Wu Long paused, then smiled again and said, "What's past is past."

Li Qiushui was stunned, looking at Wu Long with infatuation, secretly making a decision in her heart. However, Granny Tong was still furious, and the meeting ended badly, with Wu Long and Granny Tong falling into a cold war. Seeing Tong Lao's expression, Wu Long knew she was just temporarily unable to calm down, and the situation wasn't irreparable. Otherwise, she would have already left the Western Xia Palace and returned to Tianshan. Wu Long immediately laughed and said,

"Alright, then I'll go out for some fresh air."

After saying that, he disappeared gracefully, making Tong Lao stomp her foot in anger and say,

"You idiot, you didn't show me any mercy at all! Can't you even try to coax me a little?"

——————Separation Point——————

Ningcui Palace——

This area was designated by Emperor Yizong Zhaoying of Western Xia, Li Liangzuo. Not only the Imperial Guards, but even eunuchs could only reach the palace gates. The interior was guarded by palace maids and servants. To enter, unless you possessed an imperial edict, you would be killed without exception. This was the impression held by the Imperial Guards guarding the palace. Once, a newly joined Imperial Guard unit, during a patrol change, mistakenly entered Ningcui Palace. They were all killed by palace experts as soon as they entered the courtyard. When the emperor learned of this, he did not pursue the matter and even ordered a ban on approaching. Another Imperial Guard unit, after receiving a report, rushed to the scene to collect the bodies and only found some servants who had been seen moving about inside. Therefore, Ningcui Palace became known as a forbidden death zone among the guards.

Through the dense, artificially planted fragrant paths lined with flowering trees, the Ningcui Palace was now ablaze with splendor. If one listened intently, one could occasionally hear the laughter and playful chatter of young girls.

"Qianqian, you're bullying me again! I'll scratch you to death, you unruly brat!"

A sharp cry rang out from the misty, swirling room. Through the thin paper window frames, a scene of springtime romance unfolded within. In the enormous bath, two young girls were playfully splashing around. Around the bath stood several other girls dressed in various palace robes. Some held luxurious garments of fine silk and satin, others carried sandalwood trays overflowing with hairpins and jewelry, and still others held wooden basins filled with dried peach blossoms. Many wooden tubs were neatly arranged around the room, and palace maids occasionally took peach blossoms from the basins and added them to the still-steaming water.

"Princess, I won't dare again, please spare me! Don't tickle me, it tickles! Don't tickle me there!"

The girl being "attacked" pleaded, occasionally reaching out to block the tickling.

"You said it! If you dare tickle me again, I'll make you itch to death!" The beautiful young girl was none other than Princess Yinchuan of the Western Xia Kingdom, Li Tianxiu. "Qianqian, get out of the water." Princess Yinchuan climbed out of the pool naked. Two palace maids immediately came forward, spreading out large towels to carefully wipe the water droplets off her body. Another palace maid came to help her dry her wet hair.

The girl called Qianqian in the pool, after hearing Princess Yinchuan's words, also cleverly climbed out of the pool. Ignoring the palace maids, she tiptoed

to She took the towel from the maid and dried herself. She wasn't a princess, so she couldn't be dressed like one. After swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva, Wu Long finally had time to suppress his throbbing erection. It was too exciting! They say a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not to be stolen, and a stolen concubine is not as good as one that is unattainable. Today, Wu Long finally understood the meaning of this saying. So this is what peeping is like! No wonder so many thieves, whether in ancient or modern times, enjoy peeping at young girls bathing. Heh heh, could I be considered a thief too?

The thought immediately crossed his mind, but Wu Long immediately dismissed it. After all, he was an elite figure from civilized society; how could he be so despicable? Peeping at one's wife bathing was perfectly justified. Wu Long reassured himself about his wildly beating heart.

"Princess, are you hungry? How about I ask the ladies in the palace to prepare some snacks for you?"

Back in Princess Yinchuan's courtyard, Qianqian asked.

"I don't want to eat. Talk to me, okay? Otherwise, I can't sleep,"

Princess Yinchuan said with a troubled expression.

"Alright, Princess, it's like this every night. No wonder the Emperor always says you're never growing up, hehe."

Qianqian nudged Princess Yinchuan and teased her.

"That's my good sister!" Princess Yinchuan said happily, clinging to Qianqian like a child. "It's no wonder I spoil you so much."

After Wu Long's true energy had been floating in the night sky for a long time, just as he was about to lose his patience, Princess Yinchuan finally let Qianqian leave. They chatted for a few more moments

before she returned to her room. The palace maids who served the princess followed Qianqian and gracefully left Princess Yinchuan's courtyard. Whew, finally gone. Women, sometimes they really are a hassle. Wu Long muttered to himself, and his body transformed into a feather, landing lightly on the roof. He grabbed the edge of the eaves with both hands, and with a gentle swing, his hands became suction cups attached to the wall. It wasn't the Shaolin Gecko Kung Fu; Wu Long felt there was no need to learn that. At this moment, he was simply using his internal energy to adhere his body to the wall, a function similar to the Gecko Kung Fu.

Resembling a dark, humanoid gecko, Wu Long scrambled to the window behind Princess Yinchuan's room. Just as he was about to reach in, he heard light footsteps approaching from inside. Wu Long quickly withdrew his hand, and with a creak, the window slammed shut. "

Damn, this little girl even knows to close the window before sleeping! Quite a strong sense of self-defense!" But could this stump Wu Long? After listening intently for a while, and confirming there was no more sound from inside, Wu Long placed his hand on the window. His true energy silently permeated the wooden panel, enveloping the thin wooden handle. He pulled it slightly to the left; no reaction. Knowing the direction to open or close, Wu Long casually moved his true energy, and the wooden handle inside the window miraculously shifted slightly to the right.

As before, Wu Long released even more true energy, distributing it over a wider area to completely envelop the window before confidently opening it without making a sound.

As soon as Wu Long entered the room, he bypassed the screen behind the window and went straight to the phoenix-embroidered tent beside it.

"Who are you—" Princess Yinchuan had just noticed someone lifting the tent flap when she saw Wu Long and immediately exclaimed with delight,

"Why are you here? Didn't you say you weren't coming these past few days?"

"I missed my darling so much, of course I couldn't resist coming."

After giving the princess a sweet kiss, Wu Long saw the beautiful woman comfortably leaning against him and began telling her a joke he had seen online in his previous life:

Once upon a time, there were two sea turtles, a male and a female. One day, they met by chance in the sea and fell in love at first sight. They swam hand in hand to a deserted beach. The pure white sand and the silvery moonlight made their love even more romantic. They spent a passionate night together. The next morning, when they parted, they both felt reluctant to part. The male turtle looked down at the female turtle and said, "Let's return here next year on this day to continue our love, okay?" The female turtle nodded shyly. The male turtle crawled into the vast ocean. On that day the following year, the male turtle returned to the beach early. As soon as he surfaced, he saw the female sea turtle already waiting there. The male was so moved he almost fainted. He quickly crawled to the female's side and said gently, "I didn't expect you to arrive before me!" Before he could finish speaking, the female sea turtle suddenly poked her head out and yelled at him, "What are you pretending for? After you're done, turn me over! I've been sunbathing here for a year!" (From

Chapter 172 of the first part of the Fallen Dragon World: The Amazing Quadruplets 2

) Tianxiu, as a princess, had never heard such a novel thing before. After understanding the joke, she burst into laughter, gently patting Wulong's chest and saying:

"Dream Lover, you're so naughty, implying I'm a female sea turtle?"

Wu Long laughed.

"How could that be? Are there any sea turtles this beautiful in the world? Besides, if you're a sea turtle, then I'm not a male turtle. Men can do anything, except be turtles."

Yinchuan Gong chuckled, oblivious to Wu Long's butterfly-like movements. The next moment, she was stripped bare by Wu Long, like a lamb. Before she could even scream, she felt a surge of pleasure throughout her body. Women who made love with Wu Long could be brought to their knees with a gentle touch if he so desired—this was the domineering power of the [Yin Yang Harmony Divine Art]. He placed Tianxiu on the bed and carefully examined the beautiful woman before him. Her smooth, white skin, flat abdomen, and long, white legs were all revealed to Wu Long.

Wu Long looked at Tianxiu lying on the bed, her legs tightly intertwined, her exquisite figure seemingly shimmering with light. A slender, full waist, a delicate abdomen, and long, shapely legs—every feature of this beauty was captivating and alluring. Wu Long dared to say that this was the most perfect body he had ever seen besides Yue'er. Perhaps no other man but him would ever imagine that beneath Tianxiu's pure appearance and lovely face lay such a perfect, exquisite body, a beauty beyond the reach of even the most divine creation.

Forcefully parting her two long, snow-white legs, the girl's beautiful petals were exposed before Wu Long's eyes. Absolutely stunning! Although it wasn't the first time he'd seen such beauty, it still nearly made Wu Long's nose bleed. His gaze fell upon her tightly closed petals, vibrant and beautiful, rosy and full. On her pink mound, the soft, fragrant grass was a pale blue, just like the hair on her head, arousing a strong urge in Wu Long to reach out and touch it. Wu Long was aroused by Tian Xiu's casual and shy gesture on the bed. His burning desire seemed to sense the faint fragrance and immediately surged with boundless fighting spirit.

He wrapped one arm around her slender waist and reached down to the bottom of her flower valley, only stopping when he touched the girl's tender jade clam. The wetness and slipperiness of his hands filled Wu Long with immense pleasure. His "playing hands" had already aroused the little girl. Without any hesitation, he sucked on her smooth, fragrant flesh, and her tender breasts hardened under his tongue. The protests of her fists hitting Wu Long's back ceased, replaced by a tight embrace. Unable to resist the wanton teasing of his flower-picking hands on her petals, the little girl's buttocks became soaked, her long, beautiful legs opening and closing restlessly, and she began to moan with a mixture of resentment and longing.

With a pounce, Wu Long pinned Tianxiu beneath him. Touching her warm, smooth flesh, Wu Long's mouth involuntarily began kissing her neck, from her glistening earlobes to her smooth collarbone, her jade-like shoulders, and finally to her snow-white breasts. His burning heat rubbed back and forth between Tianxiu's thighs, creating a paradise-like secret place.

"Ah...oh...no, Menglang..., Rhys feels so uncomfortable, no..."

Wu Long's actions immediately caused Tianxiu, who was already deeply aroused, to let out moans. Her pink buttocks, which were inadvertently raised and occasionally thrusting to meet the friction of Wu Long's hot member, were already overflowing with fluid. The clear liquid dripped down the beauty's smooth base onto the white sheets beneath her, soaking a patch of them.

Seeing that the beauty beneath him had flushed cheeks and her eyes were burning with passion, Wu Long knew that Tianxiu was ready to be plucked. He reached out and caressed the secret place between the beauty's thighs. A slippery liquid touched his hand, and the entrance to the Peach Blossom Cave seemed to be emitting hot steam. Wu Long's large hand parted the beauty's slender legs, and although Tian Xiu's mind was mostly clouded, she was, after all, a highly skilled angel, and immediately sensed Wu Long's actions.

His fiery member immediately pressed against that crevice, and Wu Long's member only felt the waves of heat coming from the crevice. Stimulated, Wu Long almost thrust his huge member in, but following the swaying of Tian Xiu's slender waist, he suddenly broke through the jade gate and rushed straight into the wet flower path, but his movements became gentle.

He kissed the girl's flower-like tenderness. Wu Long greedily savored the fragrance emanating from her luscious lips, his hands gently caressing her smooth, tender skin, finally lingering on her alluring black pubic hair. Tianxiu released her arms, which had been tightly pressed against her chest, only to be aroused again by Wu Long's nimble fingers, and began to moan softly. When Wu Long withdrew his tongue, the intoxicated girl reluctantly offered her soft, fragrant lips. Their

lips and tongues met again, the intoxicating sensation making Tianxiu feel as if she were in a dream, yet a feeling of emptiness and longing began to spread from her lower abdomen. She couldn't help but reach out her delicate white hand to find Wu Long's member. At that moment, Wu Long knew it was time to attack again. He used his arms to curl Tianxiu's two snow-white, smooth legs under his armpits, and the girl's alluring jade clam was clearly displayed before his eyes. Compared to Ayu, Tianxiu's jade clam was more vibrant and beautiful; her two plump labia were rosy and tight, and the two soft red shells inside were even more crimson, like delicate flowers that intoxicated Wu Long. The raging Wu Long finally entered Tianxiu's mesmerizing secret place once more. It was still tighter than he had imagined. With Wu Long's slow, rhythmic thrusts, the fullness of pleasure gradually took over the girl's body, and she began to moan with pleasure.

Wu Long thrust his member with pleasure, and Tian Xiu's secret orifice gradually became muddy, but the tightness did not diminish in the slightest. When the little girl began to twist her slender waist in coordination with Wu Long's movements, Wu Long was surprised to find that the secret orifice he had entered had become soft and spongy, and it surrounded his member in layers. Even more deadly was that every time Wu Long's member bumped into Tian Xiu's tender flower core, the tip would feel as if it were being bitten hard by a baby's little mouth. That slippery, toothless, tingling pleasure made Wu Long tremble all over, extremely ecstatic! God, he was so happy that he was almost "collapsing".

After these few days of lovemaking, if Wu Long's judgment was correct, this should be the legendary one-in-a-million famous instrument - "Toad's Pistil". Among the world's famous instruments, "Toad's Pistil" ranks sixth. A woman with "Toad's Pistil" will, as soon as she has intercourse with a man, have her flower core bite like a baby suckling, making the man feel extremely comfortable. However, this special quality doesn't manifest itself the first time; its characteristics only appear a few days later.

Tianxiu felt herself being stimulated again, the pleasure gathering from all parts of her body and converging on her lower abdomen. Tianxiu had abandoned all restraint, moaning freely. Reaching the peak of ecstasy, Tianxiu would shake her head, her long black hair brushing against Wulong's smooth body, further exciting Wulong and making him quicken his thrusts into her. She didn't know how much time had passed; Tianxiu only knew that she seemed to be floating on clouds, and before she could fall, a wave of pleasure would send her back up. Finally, she couldn't even hear her own moans anymore, only the sounds of their bodies rubbing and colliding.

Feeling Li Yun thrust deeply into the depths of her flower core each time, a current-like pleasure surged from her sensitive stamen, and waves of heat gathered from her entire body to her lower abdomen. Tianxiu knew she was about to experience that ecstatic pleasure, and she moved in rhythm with Li Yun's thrusts. Tianxiu knelt on the crystal jade bed, and droplets of dew dripped onto the sheets from Li Yun's in-and-out movements.

Wu Long saw that the beauty beneath him had experienced many times, and her delicate flower core was swollen. The white sheets beneath her pink buttocks, red from his thrusts, looked as if they had been soaked in water. So he released his pent-up desire, and a hot stream shot into the end of Tianxiu's passage, directly into her uterus. Tianxiu felt a burning heat in her lower abdomen, and in a final burst of energy, she let out a groan before collapsing onto the sheets, panting heavily.

Wu Long lay on Tian Xiu's sweat-drenched body, panting heavily, still lingering in the warmth of her passage, savoring the boundless pleasure brought by her tightness. At this moment, their essences finally merged. Wu Long sensed the immense energy contained within, so without a word, he held Tian Xiu tightly and began circulating his dual cultivation technique to refine the essence. He then absorbed it into his own body and circulated it into Tian Xiu's, transforming both their bodies. The contraction and explosion of the true energy ball in Wu Long's dantian slowed down and began to subtly change. The true energy in his dantian formed a rotating vortex as usual, but while the rotation speed remained the same, its rate of contraction towards the center was terrifyingly slow. "Whoosh! Whoosh!" Wu Long carefully felt it, his true energy flowing continuously from his meridians back to his dantian, joining the rotating true energy in a relentless, ever-compressing process, seemingly without end.

The compressed energy mass in the center became increasingly dense, far exceeding its original compression limit. Yet, it continued to compress, drawing all the true energy in the body back towards the center of the dantian. Finally, the true energy vortex also began to shrink inward, eventually compressing into a tiny, fingernail-sized condensed energy mass in the center of the dantian. It was spinning rapidly, gradually slowing down until it finally stopped, standing still. At that moment, it was as if time had stopped. Wu Long also stopped, quietly sensing the unusually dense condensed energy mass in his dantian, waiting for the next change to occur.

"Snap!" Like the sound of an eggshell breaking, the solid mass of energy exploded. It was different, completely unlike the violent explosions of the past. This explosion was subtle, like a lively, scalding stream of boiling water suddenly spreading from the mass of true energy, instantly washing over and nourishing every cell, nerve, and meridian in his body. All 36,000 pores on his skin opened in an instant, allowing for seamless contact between his body and the primordial energy of heaven and earth. The feeling of his soul floating on air was even more exhilarating and comfortable than before.

His internal energy circulated rapidly, quickly replenishing the energy lost in his meridians from the surrounding environment. His breathing became increasingly calm and long, each breath seemingly pulsating gently with his movements. His weary body recovered rapidly, and his spirit slowly sank into a profound state, seemingly infinitely magnified yet infinitely shrunk. Every faint sound, near and far, large and small, became clear, drilling into his ears.

The gentle flow of blood through his body; a few rats scurrying stealthily underground not far to his left; the low chirping of unknown insects; the soft rustling of leaves being swept away by the wind from the treetops; his pupils slowly dilated, and when they reached their maximum size, a faint divine light emanated from the deepest part of his pupils, gradually brightening. This divine light was different from the usual sharp, razor-sharp glint; it was a divine light that seemed to see through everything. With a single glance, nothing within his sight could escape his eyes.

Outside the window, a withered yellow leaf, aided by the wind, had just detached from the treetop and was fluttering lightly in the air. Its speed was leisurely and slow, like a slow-motion film, its trajectory graceful and imbued with some profound and mysterious truth of the universe. The clear veins, like human blood, spread across the entire withered leaf. Wu Long seemed to sense its joy at returning to its roots and its poignant attachment to life. For a moment, his heart, which had remained calm and indifferent despite slaughtering hundreds, was stirred by a strange emotion, which seeped into his bloodline and true energy, like an ancient, eternal memory surfacing in his subconscious.

"Hmph, you've been watching for so long and still haven't come out?"

Wu Long suddenly snorted, wrapped Tianxiu in the blanket, put on his clothes, and nimbly flew out of the room into the courtyard. His speed was extremely fast; he was gone almost in the blink of an eye. The hidden enemy finally appeared. Dozens of piles of leaves erupted from the ground all around, raining down on Wu Long and enveloping him within a few meters. Amidst the swirling leaves were faint, sharp hissing sounds, clearly indicating that some deadly hidden weapons were among them. Even with Wu Long's abilities, being hit by one would likely be quite painful.

As the leaves swept towards him, Wu Long had already leaped up from the ground, appearing headfirst four meters in the air. Not a single leaf from the sumo wrestling below could touch him, let alone the missing hidden weapons and needles. A clattering sound followed as various types of hidden weapons fell to the ground.

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