Ten Years of Lone Sword and Vast Sea Alliance [Complete] - 18

Chapter Eighteen: Longjiang San Kui's Self-Inflicted Humiliation; Four Miao Demons Lose Legs and Die.

The sky hung low, hazy clouds filled the air, a fierce north wind howled, and blizzards swept across the fields. The northern pastures were once again shrouded in heavy snow. Snowflakes, like goose feet, danced in the air, thickening inch by inch. Even so, the charred remains of the stables were still faintly visible, peeking out from the snow. Scattered here and there, the past few nights ' harassment by Longjiang San Kui had left the entire pasture unrecognizable.

The remaining horses huddled together, neighing and howling, seemingly unable to withstand the freezing cold and the onslaught of snow. They occasionally reared up and galloped back and forth. A dozen or so pasture workers braved the blizzard to repair the stable fences. Flying Snow Hand Wu Taibiao paced back and forth in the hall, his eyes filled with rage. The hall was unusually dark. On either side sat Zheng Jinwu, Zhao Lianzhu, and Zhou Yue'e, along with a dozen or so martial arts masters, all silent and their faces grim. The dim lighting further amplified the gloomy atmosphere that enveloped the northern pastures.

After a while, seeing Wu Fengbiao's unease, Zheng Jinwu frowned and said, "Brother, you are usually calm and composed in the face of adversity. Why are you so impatient today? Even if the ranch is half destroyed or completely burned down, it doesn't matter. Will we have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of our lives? Besides, the attack from Bujiabao is nothing to worry about. We can just fight to the death."
Wu Fengbiao stopped and smiled bitterly, "Brother, you underestimate me. Money and property are just external things. We can't take them with us when we die. Why should we worry? But since this morning, an ominous feeling has been weighing on my heart. Misfortune often comes unexpectedly. How can I not worry about the hundreds of brothers on the ranch?" Just as

Zheng Jinwu was about to comfort Wu Fengbiao, he suddenly heard a sudden burst of galloping horses and the sound of bells. It came faintly amidst the howling wind, but it was clear and could be heard clearly, with occasional long neighs. Everyone's faces paled. The hall door was pushed open, a gust of wind swept in, and a man rushed in—it was Ye Sheng, his face tense. Everyone realized that another calamity was about to unfold.

Ye Sheng's hood was completely open, his head covered in snowflakes and icy water, which streamed down his face. He wiped the water from his face and said, "Reporting to the Master, two men have arrived outside, claiming to be the chief sentinel sent by General Duolun's mother. They say they have a secret letter from the General and wish to see the Master."

Wu Fengbiao immediately sensed something was wrong, a look of panic crossing his face. He quickly asked, "Only two men?"

Ye Shishi shook his head and said, "They brought five or six hundred soldiers, plus artillery, and they have already deployed... " On the main road, two sentries, full of bravado, were determined to lead a troop of cavalry into the pasture. Ye Sheng, indignant, struck down four or five men with a flying palm strike, allowing only two sentries to enter.

Wu Fengbiao knew Ye Sheng was a man of great loyalty and courage, willing to risk his life for his friends. Although his actions were adding to the trouble for the pasture, he couldn't bear to reprimand him. He simply waved his hand and smiled, saying, "Please convey my message, brother, that I invite you."

Ye Sheng obeyed and went out. Wu Fengbiao glanced at Zheng Jinwu, who was also deep in thought. A moment later, Ye Sheng led the two sentries in, and Wu Fengbiao and the others stood up to greet them. One of the sentries, upon seeing Wu Fengbiao, sneered, "Master Wu, your subordinate..." He glared at Ye Sheng and continued, "Such imposing and murderous aura! He surpasses even our general in some respects."

Wu Fengbiao quickly smiled obsequiously, "The people of the northern ranches are all uncouth and ignorant of etiquette. I apologize for any offense Master Ye may have caused to you two."

The sentry snorted, then suddenly saw Ye Sheng's piercing eyes fixed on him with a piercing gaze. He couldn't help but shudder, realizing that entering this situation was like walking into a tiger's den. It wouldn't be worth it to invite trouble. He quickly swallowed the words that were about to slip out of his mouth, and hurriedly took out a large official letter from his side, handing it to Wu Fengbiao, saying, "Master Wu, please open this letter, and you will know why I have come." Wu

Fengbiao took the letter, opened it, and read it carefully. His expression changed. Zheng Jinwu, however, had a sudden thought and leaned closer. Zheng Jinwu, though seemingly rough and uncouth, was actually shrewd and intelligent. He remained unmoved, his face beaming as he said, "In such a heavy snow, it must have been difficult for you two gentlemen to come from so far. Please allow me to prepare some water, wine, and simple food to help you warm up before you continue your journey." Without waiting for the two officers to reply, he immediately ordered a feast to be prepared. He then smiled at Ye Sheng and said, "Martial Arts Master Ye, you and the other martial arts masters can send some wine and meat to the men who accompanied you two gentlemen." As he spoke, he gave Ye Sheng a meaningful look.

Ye Sheng immediately understood and, along with a dozen or so martial arts masters, rushed out like the wind. A series of hoofbeats could be heard, fading into the distance. The two officers inwardly groaned and hurriedly said, "General, you are waiting to return. How can we delay? We appreciate your kindness, but please, Master, come with us to Duolun immediately."

Zhao Pengzhu and Zhou Yue'e, the two young ladies, sensed the deeper meaning in the words and exchanged glances. Wu Fengbiao stroked his beard and remained silent. Zheng Jinwu laughed loudly, "It's not some urgent matter. What's wrong with waiting a little while? Besides, with this raging wind and snow, even if we're two or three days late in arriving in Duolun, it's not a big deal, sirs." The

two sentry officers' expressions suddenly changed, and they shouted, "Do you intend to rob us and rebel? Our general has long anticipated that you would act like bandits. That's why we've made an agreement that if you're late, we'll attack the pasture with cannons and crossbows. Then, you'll be left with nothing but regret."

Zheng Jinwu laughed even more wildly, "Sirs, you're really asking for trouble! Not only are we fearless, but even as ordinary citizens, we won't tolerate your false accusations." "With that, his hands moved like the wind, faster than lightning, slashing at the two sentry officers.

The two officers, skilled in martial arts, were shocked and hastily turned, leaping towards the door. But Zhao Lianzhu, swift as a ghost, overtook them, her sword flashing, halting their advance. Zheng Jinwu's palms followed like the wind, striking their 'dizziness' acupoints. The two officers felt a dizzying sensation and collapsed to the ground. Zheng Jinwu ordered them to be carried away and placed under house arrest.

At this moment, Wu Fengbiao looked suspicious and said, 'Brother, aren't you making things worse?'

Zheng Jinwu snorted and said, 'We're already in a difficult situation. Even if you go to Duolun with them, you might not return unscathed.'

Wu Fengbiao sighed and said, 'Since things have come to this, this is the only way.' He couldn't help but feel sad, and two tears welled up in his old eyes."

Zhou Yue'e, being virtuous and gentle by nature, saw Wu Fengbiao's expression and knew that he must be facing a major problem. She immediately asked, "Uncle Wu, what has happened? Tell me, and I can offer some advice."

Wu Fengbiao glanced at her gratefully, sighed softly, and said, "My dear niece, you don't know, this..." Before he could finish, the booming sound of cannons approached. His expression changed, and he hurriedly said to Zheng Jinwu, "It's bad! The government troops have been mobilized! We must go to their aid!" He then said to Zhao and Zhou, "My family is entirely protected by you two nieces." He drew his Buddhist cane and, along with Zheng Jinwu, dashed off.
The wind and snow were fierce, biting at their faces. Several snowflakes were swirled into the air by the gale, then fell again. The air was filled with the roaring and howling of wind, like ten thousand horses galloping. Wu and Zhou, riding against the wind, struggled to move, their bodies hunched over. Although they were running, it was almost like walking for an ordinary person. The surging snowflakes resembled thick fog and waves, obscuring the view from all directions. At most, one could only see a few feet in front of them, where the red glow of the cannon fire was still faintly visible. However, the red glow flashed quickly and disappeared in an instant, and the sound of the cannon fire was somewhat muffled.

At this moment, Wu Fengbiao was in a state of turmoil, his mind in disarray. He rode his horse with uneven steps, all because two sentries had brought a proclamation from General Duolun's father, saying that many treasures had been stolen from the residence of Prime Minister Heshen, and had been recovered from the escort agency of his son, Wu Xianglin, in Tianjin. Two items were still missing, and he was falsely accused of having sent them to the ranch for safekeeping. Therefore, Prime Minister Heshen secretly ordered Duolun to capture him and bring him to justice. Fortunately, General Duolun had a past relationship with him, and he himself had been feigning friendship with Heshen while his heart was with Prince Jia. However, Prime Minister Heshen's power was overwhelming, and he had no choice but to obey orders. In his letter, he was advised to bring the stolen goods to the general's residence to surrender. He had heard that Prime Minister Heshen was about to send seven iron guards, and at that time, not only would he be unable to help, but his wife, children, and everyone on the ranch would also be in danger.

He thought to himself, "No one knows a son better than his father. Xianglin would never commit this crime. It must be that Bujiabao colluded with the two heroes of Gongmen to frame him. Otherwise, it was caused by Young Hero Xie, but nine times out of ten it was Bu Ying's doing." He was filled with resentment, and then he thought of how anxious his wife and grandson at the Tianjin Escort Agency must be. He ran along, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

Zheng Jinwu ran alongside Wu Fengbiao. He hadn't heard Wu Fengbiao speak the whole way, and knowing why, he spoke up to advise him, "Brother, things will work themselves out. We can only take it one step at a time. Besides, you've always been an honest and kind person. Although people's hearts may turn against you, Heaven always protects the good and punishes the evil. Maybe you'll turn bad luck into good. What's the use of being anxious, brother?" As he spoke, the wind choked him, and he coughed repeatedly.

Wu Taibiao, the Flying Cloud Hand, just shook his head and smiled bitterly, wiping the snow water streaming down his face. The gale raged on, its roar echoing fiercely. Had neither of them possessed exceptional martial arts skills, they would have been unable to move an inch. The snowflakes swirling overhead were like a tidal wave, almost blinding them. At that moment, the distant fires on the horizon had faded, and the cannon fire had subsided. Only then did they hear a rapid hoofbeat coming from the side. The two reined in their horses and followed the sound.

They saw two riders galloping through the swirling snow, and could vaguely make out that it was Ye Sheng carrying a bloodied man. Upon seeing Wu Fengbiao and Zheng Jinwu, Ye Sheng exclaimed repeatedly, and the horse immediately stopped, motionless. Ye Sheng shouted, "Master Lei is seriously injured by the cannons. The two owners need not go now; it's more important to bring Master Lei back for treatment." He paused, then smiled and continued, "Thanks to Master Lei's arrival, his divine power stopped the firing of over ten cannons and captured a deputy general. Now, Master Liao is forcing the deputy general to submit, ordering the soldiers not to move rashly. We'll hold this position for a day or two..." "It's effective. Master Lei was accidentally struck by the shards, resulting in serious injuries. Although his acupoints are currently sealed, the damage is to his bones and muscles, and it won't heal quickly."

Upon hearing that it was Lei Xiaotian, the Qiankun Hand, Wu Fengbiao quickly dismounted and went to check on him. He saw that Lei Xiaotian's acupoints had been sealed, his face was ashen, and the bloodstains on his left shoulder were frozen solid, soaking through his clothes. He had lost too much blood and exhausted too much energy, so he knew that his injuries were serious. Deeply moved by Lei Xiaotian's righteous act, Wu Fengbiao immediately jumped back onto his horse, turned the reins, and galloped away.

As soon as he entered the hall, Zhao and Zhou greeted him. Upon seeing Lei Xiaotian lying unconscious and so badly injured, they were shocked. Zheng Jinwu moved Lei Xiaotian to a spot not far from the furnace, slowly removing Lei Xiaotian's shirt. A blood clot was visible on Lei Xiaotian's left shoulder and arm. Zheng Jinwu pinched the wound and sighed, "Luckily, the bones weren't damaged; only broken iron fragments are embedded in the flesh. Brother, please take out some high-quality wound-healing medicine to remove the deeply embedded fragments."

Wu Fengbiao swiftly walked into the inner room and returned shortly, handing the medicine to Zheng Jinwu. Zheng Jinwu used a small knife to cut open the wound, and purplish-black blood slowly flowed out. Zhao Zhou and the other two women dared not look and turned away. After a while, all the iron fragments were removed. The medicine was applied, and a fur coat was put on Lei Xiaotian. Zheng Jinwu then used his palm to release Lei Xiaotian's pressure points. Lei Xiaotian groaned twice, opened his eyes, and upon seeing Wu Fengbiao and the others, a smile appeared on his face. He struggled to get up.

Zheng Jinwu hurriedly said, "Hero Lei has lost too much blood and should rest. We are friends by virtue of our friendship, so there is no need for such formalities."

Lei Xiaotian felt a wave of dizziness, knowing that he had lost too much of his essence and blood, and laughed when he heard this, "In that case, I have been rude." He looked at Zhao Lianzhu and said with a smile, "Grandma, do you still have the Third Brother's 'Longevity Pill' with you? If so, then Second Brother Lei will not die."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lianzhu suddenly remembered that Xie Yunyue had left her and her sister Yue'e three Longevity Pills each before parting, leaving two unused. She gave a soft "oh," and immediately took one from beside her and fed it to Lei Xiaotian. After taking it, Lei Xiaotian closed his eyes and began to practice his internal energy. The Longevity Pill was made by Master Mingliang from rare herbs from three mountains and five marshes, and its function was to enhance internal strength, generate blood, and nourish tendons. As long as the internal organs were not damaged, it could immediately heal all injuries. Such a miraculous medicine was rarely seen in the martial arts world. In

less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lei Xiaotian's golden face flushed, becoming radiant. He opened his eyes, leaped up, and laughed loudly, "I say, Third Brother is still biased! He won't even give away a single Longevity Pill to his sworn brother, while I have plenty left over. I say, Second Brother Lei, in your next life, please beg the Wheel-Turning King to give me a female body; I can at least gain some benefits."

Zhao Lianzhu blushed deeply and scolded, "If you dare to speak so carelessly again, I'll chop you up with my sword!" Zhou Yue'e chuckled coquettishly. Lei Xiaotian grinned and said, "Don't be so fierce, Grandma .

When the Third Brother arrives, we'll settle this matter face to face." Upon hearing that Xie Yunyue was coming, Zhao

Lianzhu smiled sweetly, her eyes shining brightly. She chased after him to ask if he was truly on his way. For a year, she had longed for him, only to find him in her dreams; how could she bear it? Lei Xiaotian, always quick-witted, seeing Zhao Lianzhu's anxiety and her pursuit, chuckled and suddenly appeared before Wu Fengbiao, the Flying Cloud Hand, asking why the soldiers had surrounded the pasture. Wu and Zheng then explained the details. Seeing that they only concerned themselves with business and Lei Xiaotian didn't even glance at her, Zhao Lianzhu knew he was deliberately provoking her. She stomped her feet in anger and cursed fiercely.

After listening to Wu Fengbiao's explanation, Lei Xiaotian... After pondering for a while, he said with a heavy expression, "The best course of action now is to send someone to Yanjing to find the three elders of the Beggar Clan and ask them to put in a good word for Prince Jia, thus relieving our immediate crisis... As for the third brother..."

When Zhao Zhou and the other two women heard him mention Xie Yunyue, they opened their bright eyes wide and listened intently. They heard Lei Xiaotian continue, "The third brother and I rushed from Jinan to the northern ranch. He said he had to stay and finish something before coming over immediately, and instructed me, Lei the Second, to go first. I think if the third brother is not delayed on the way, he should arrive in the next day or two. Once he arrives, even the biggest problems can be solved." Zhao
Lianzhu and Zhou Yue'e were overjoyed. Years of separation and sorrow would soon dissipate, and their wishes would be fulfilled. Wu Fengbiao, however, was in turmoil, unlike his usual calm and collected self. He was at a loss, repeatedly urging Lei Xiaotian to write a letter to the three elders of the Beggars' Sect. Lei Xiaotian immediately wrote the letter, and Ye Sheng volunteered to go to the capital. He carefully hid the letter on

his person and rode off quickly. Snow fell across the plains, the cold was biting, and the water froze. Such weather was commonplace for those who had lived in the north for a long time. But for those new to the place, especially at night, it was simply... Unable to close their eyes and find peace, the deafening, piercing whistles shook the building, and the icy snowflakes lashed against the oiled paper windows, creating a cacophony of noise. Zhao and Zhou, the two women, were in the same room, their eyes wide open, whether from excitement or unfamiliarity, it was hard to tell.

While Cangzhou winters were typically characterized by raging snow and fierce winds, freezing temperatures, this was nothing compared to the harshness of the wind. A sharp "crack" sounded from outside the window, but the howling wind couldn't drown it out. Startled, the two women tumbled off the bed, falling silently like willow catkins touched by water. Their movements were incredibly swift; with a flick of their shoulders, they vanished towards the door with lightning speed.

Zhao Lianzhu gently unlatched the door, opening it a crack. The two women leaped out, only to find themselves in complete darkness, unable to see their own hands. The surging snowflakes and icy particles stung their faces, and the powerful wind made it difficult to stand, their eyes barely open. Zhou Yue'e whispered to Zhao Lianzhu, "Why don't we use our sword light to track the thieves?"

Zhao Lianzhu, seeing the fierce wind and dense snow, and the surrounding darkness, was worried about not being able to spot the thieves. Enlightened by her words, she exclaimed "Alright!" The two women pressed their shoulders together, and with a dragon's roar, two dazzling azure clouds surged forth, turning the snow within a three-foot radius a vibrant blue. The two women darted side by side, their swords dancing like nimble snakes, the azure clouds appearing and disappearing amidst the countless snowflakes.

Suddenly, Zhao Lianzhu shouted, "Who goes there?" The azure clouds surged and swept to the right. Zhou Yue'e also sensed something amiss and quickly drew her sword. The two swords combined, their power immense; a dense wave of sword energy swept out like a storm.

Suddenly, a massive black shadow shot out like an arrow through the waves of swords, shouting, "What a formidable girl!" The figure vanished into the darkness.

Neither woman had expected such speed; the figure burst through the air, and they shouted in unison, swords flashing as they attacked. While still in mid-air, the women heard a muffled groan, followed by Lei Xiaoyao's loud laughter: "You little monkey, see if you can fly to the heavens now!"

Then, a bloodcurdling scream rang out, and the two women landed heavily on the ground. In the light of their swords, they saw Lei Xiaotian carrying a thief, a cold smile on his face. Upon seeing the two girls, he laughed, "Grandmas, quite a few thieves have come tonight. Your 'Azure Rainbow' and 'Giant Sword' swords can certainly put to good use."

Zhou Yue'e hurriedly asked where the thief was. Lei Xiaotian quickly replied, "Grandmas, please follow me." He casually tossed aside the thief's corpse, and with a swift movement, he darted forward, the two women leaping after him.

A fierce wind swept across the snowy field, carrying swirling snowflakes and ice pellets. Even in broad daylight, one couldn't see clearly, let alone in this dark night. Although the two women danced with the aid of their swords, they still couldn't distinguish north from south, east from west. They felt the strong wind and snow, the biting cold penetrating to their bones, making them grit their teeth in hatred for the thief. At this moment, Lei Xiaotian turned and followed behind the two women. Zhao Lianzhu shouted, "Teacher Lei, it's so unclear where the thief is!

Upon hearing this, Lei Xiaotian was taken aback, thinking, "Yes, we've chased this thief so far, and he's already vanished without a trace. The three of us are unfamiliar with the terrain, and the wind direction is unpredictable. If we keep going further and further away, won't we freeze to death in the snow?" Thinking this, he said to the two women, "It would be better if we went back inside and waited." The

two women, unable to bear the fierce wind and snow, readily agreed and rushed back to the house. In the flash of sword light, they suddenly saw a figure, swift as a hawk swooping down. Lei Xiaotian, with his sharp eyes, shouted, "Who's there?" His palms shot out with lightning speed.

The person suddenly sprang into the air, shouting, "Is that Teacher Lei?"

Lei Xiaotian was startled and immediately withdrew his palms. The person fell to the ground, laughing loudly, "Teacher Lei, how have you been?" "

Using the blue light emanating from the two women, Qiankun Hand Lei Xiaotian recognized the man and exclaimed with delight, 'Brother Qi, what brings you to the ranch?' The man was none other than Qi Hong, the Taoist priest guarding the Jinci Temple in Taiyuan, and once a renowned chivalrous thief known as the 'Master Thief of Kunlun.

' Qi Hong had changed into lay attire and smiled, saying, 'I didn't expect Master Lei's injuries to heal so quickly.'

Qiankun Hand Lei Xiaotian was astonished, asking, 'Brother Qi, how do you know so clearly?'

Qi Hong looked up and quickly said, 'Let's go inside and talk.'

The four returned to the main hall, where it was brightly lit. Inside, they found Wu Fengbiao, the 'Flying Cloud Hand,' and Zheng Jinwu, the 'Eight Trigrams Golden Knife,' both covered in blood and looking distressed. Upon seeing Lei Xiaotian and the others enter, they stood up to greet them. Wu Fengbiao frowned and smiled, 'Such a night of frights, so exhausting, what can we do?'" "Upon catching sight of Qi Hong, the Master of Kunlun, Lei Xiaotian hurriedly asked who this person was.

Lei Xiaotian smiled and said, "This is Master Qi Hong, the Master of Kunlun." Wu Fengbiao and Zheng Jinwu repeatedly expressed their humility and gratitude for the meeting.

Qi Hong, the Master of Kunlun, said with a gleam in his eyes, "I admire the chivalrous spirit of the two of you, and I have also become close friends with the three elders of the Beggar Clan, Young Hero Xie. Therefore, I have spared no effort to do my best." As he spoke, he looked at Lei Xiaotian and said, "Since leaving Jinci, I have gone straight to Bujiabao. Ying and I have been friends since childhood, and we have not seen each other for many years. So I came all the way to the border. I was shocked to hear that Bu Ying had some ill intentions towards the northern pastures, and was also instigated by the three leaders of Longjiang. What happened just now was just one of the poisonous schemes. I'm afraid that Master Wu and the others will not only be exhausted from running around, but will also not be able to sleep peacefully all night."

Wu Fengbiao was shocked and said, "The poisonous scheme that Brother Qi mentioned, along with the theft in the Prime Minister's mansion and General Duolun's hunting grounds, were also poisonous schemes arranged by Bu Ying?" Qi Hong nodded, his face serious. "

I never imagined that Bu Ying, my childhood friend, would turn into such a treacherous and hypocritical villain. He has been coveting the Saibei Ranch's assets for a long time, but he has hesitated to act because he fears the two ranch owners' formidable martial arts skills. Unexpectedly, an internal traitor has been brought in..." He glanced at Wu Fengbiao and said, "Wu's adopted son, Xu Zhaosen, has been bewitched by Bu Ying's two daughters, Lu Lu, and has even harbored rebellious intentions. Now, your ranch has no less than eight thousand fine horses, all of which are surrounded in Bu Family Fortress..."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengbiao's beard bristled, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Where is Xu Zhaosen now?"

Qi Hong, the skillful Kunlun, smiled slightly and said, "Recently, Bu Ying and General Duolun have become in-laws, with Bu Ying betrothing his eldest daughter, Er Ying, to the general's son. He is even more fearless now. Fortunately, General Duolun is hesitant and suspicious that the two ranch owners have a relationship with Prince Jia." He is Prince Jia's man. If this is made public, Prince Jia might find out and suffer the consequences. That's why he's been sending people to the capital to investigate for days. He also can't disobey the Prime Minister's orders, so he sent troops here... General, you're still in the dark about everything Bu Ying has done in the capital." He then smiled and said, "As for Xu Zhaosen, he's in Bujiabao now."

Wu Fengbiao slammed his fist on the table, instantly piercing it, and cursed angrily, "That worthless beast! If I don't capture him and tear him to pieces, I won't be able to quell my hatred."

Qi Hong, the skillful Kunlun, felt extremely uncomfortable hearing this. He turned and smiled, "Brother Lei, there are people from Bujiabao mixed in with the government troops. When you barged into the arena during the day, I saw everything, but I couldn't help you. I could only sigh helplessly... It seems the ranch is short-handed. We need to think of a better plan to deal with this." Lei Xiaotian then told him that he had sent Ye Sheng to Yanjing and that Xie Yunyue would definitely arrive in the next two days.
A sudden burst of brilliant light flashed from the skilled hands of Kunlun, and he laughed coldly, "So Brother Xie is coming too? That's exciting news! And that Miss Gu..."

Lei Xiaotian quickly gave him a look, and Qi Hong immediately swallowed the words that were about to slip out. His gaze fell on the two women, Zhao and Zhou, and he suddenly realized, thinking, "These two women must be Brother Xie's future sister-in-law. No wonder Lei Xiaotian stopped me with his look." He smiled but remained silent.

Zhao Lianzhu, suspicious, pressed Lei Xiaofu for an explanation. Zheng Jinwu, the Eight Trigrams Golden Knife, immediately changed the subject, explaining that they were all experienced men: Xie Yunyue was handsome and charming, like Pan An, universally loved. What young woman wouldn't be attracted to such a handsome man? The reason was obvious. Zhao Lianzhu, seething with resentment, glared at Lei Xiaotian with hatred.

Zhou Yue'e, equally intelligent but gentle, knew that Lei Xiaotian's interruption of Qi Hong meant Xie Yunyue might be having affairs. Seeing Zhao Lianzhu's distress, she whispered with a smile, "Sister Lian, Brother Yun might be having affairs, but he's not the type to abandon the old for the new. He's destined to have three wives and four concubines; there's nothing we can do about it. Why bother getting angry with Lei the Monkey? It's not worth it. Whatever it is, Brother Yun will come tomorrow; won't we get the answers?"

Zhao Lianzhu chuckled and said, "I'm just angry at Lei Houzi; who told him to be so sneaky?" Dawn had broken, but the strong wind and snow outside remained unchanged, howling and raging, a cacophony of noise that was irritating. Suddenly

, with a loud crack, a streak of cold light pierced through the tung oil-paper window and shot into the hall, carrying the cold wind that rushed in, extinguishing all the candlelight. The streak of light, by sheer coincidence, landed on the square table in the hall—a gleaming dagger, deeply embedded in the wood, trembling incessantly. Suddenly, a loud laugh rang out from outside, saying, "Longjiang Sankui has returned, to repay the debt of a crutch from ten years ago." Everyone

was startled and rose from their seats, ready to rush out. A tremendous tremor shook the room as the hall door was kicked open, sending in a whirlwind of icy snowflakes. Seven figures leaped in through the snowstorm. Three of them had uniformly white beards and piercing eyes; they were clearly the Three Heroes of Longjiang. The other four were tall and slender, with bright eyes, all wearing black and white headscarves.

Lei Xiaotian was startled and quickly whispered to the two women, "Those four with their headscarves are the Four Demons of Miaojiang. They are skilled with the 'Shadowless Flower-Scattering Needles,' which contain deadly poison. They are also lustful. It would be best if you two joined forces to eliminate them."

The two women nodded. Upon seeing Qi Hong, the Craftsman of Kunlun, among them, the Three Heroes of Longjiang's expression changed drastically. He shouted, "Teacher Qi, you've betrayed us! The human heart is truly unfathomable!" "

Qi Hong, the skillful Kunlun, his face darkened, and he sneered, 'Who betrayed us? I, Qi, am a complete stranger to you. How dare you make false accusations?'

At this moment, Wu Fengbiao, the Flying Cloud Hand, stepped forward with his crutch, stroked his beard, and laughed loudly, 'My three friends from Longjiang, how have you been? On the 12th night, I was delayed by some business and had to return, which resulted in us missing each other. Even now, I still feel guilty.'"

Longjiang San Kui were originally three brothers surnamed Kang: Kang Xin, Kang Li, and Kang Zhi. They were notorious bandits in Longjiang, known for their shared loot. The three were skilled in the "Seventeen-Style Continuous Divine Blade Technique," earning them the nickname "Kang Family Three Blades." For ten years, they had been extorted by their subordinates from Wu Fengbiao for a toll on horse trade, which Wu refused to pay, leading to a feud. Kang Li had his ribs broken by Wu Fengbiao's crutch, and harbored resentment for revenge. Hearing Wu Fengbiao's mocking words, and recalling the night Zhou Yue'e's Qinghong Sword had accidentally cut off a piece of his clothing, Kang Li's old face turned pale with embarrassment. He glared venomously at Zhou Yue'e, and Kang Li coldly said, "Wu Fengbiao, don't be so frivolous. The Kang family has been looking for you for a long time. It will be a fight to the death tomorrow. Why be so aggressive?"

Wu Fengbiao smiled slightly, "How dare I, how dare I." Before he finished speaking, a burst of blue light shot out, like countless cold stars. Two howls followed, and two of the four Miao demons were already decapitated, blood spurting out and splattering everywhere. Longjiang Sankui was the first to be hit, his head and body covered in blood. The other two demons scurried to a corner, their faces filled with horror and rage.

It turned out that while Longjiang Sankui was talking, the four Miao demons' blue eyes rolled around on the two women's faces, occasionally flashing lewd smiles. Zhao Lianzhu's face was frosty. She gently pulled Zhou Yue'e aside, and the Azure Rainbow Giant Sword suddenly appeared. Considering how strange and unpredictable the two women's "Nine Palaces Yin-Yang Steps" were, no matter how superb the four Miao demons' martial arts were, they could not escape the lightning-fast attack before they could react. When the

four demons saw the azure light surging towards them, and the sword energy was even more chilling and bone-piercing than the north wind, they knew that it must be two precious swords and that their flesh and blood could not withstand it. They were so frightened that their souls almost left their bodies, and they all looked back. There was no time to react. Two demons were caught in the sword's edge, howling as their heads were severed and flew off into the snow, swirling wildly in the wind.

The two women were about to attack the other two demons when they saw them clutching their hands to their robes. One demon's eyes flashed, and he sneered, "If you take another step, I'll unleash my Shadowless Scattering Needles, and none of you will survive." The two women were stunned.

Lei Xiaotian cried out urgently, "Grandma, don't fall for his delaying tactic!"

The two women immediately realized their mistake and each unleashed a "Autumn Wind Sweeping Fallen Leaves" technique. A silver whirlwind swept forward like lightning, sharp and unparalleled, strange and wondrous. The two demons had already grasped their Shadowless Scattering Needles, raising their wrists to strike, but they were still a step too late. Their wrists were severed by the sword's edge. The sword spun in an instant, and the two demons were cut off diagonally, shoulder to shoulder, with crimson blood gushing out onto the ground—a gruesome sight. The two women moved with incredible speed, dispatching the four ruthless and vicious Miao demons in the blink of an eye.

Qi Hong, the skilled Kunlun warrior, watched in astonishment, thinking, "How come these two ladies have also learned Xie Yunyue's ruthless, fast, and steady skills?" At this moment, the three Longjiang demons stood frozen, their faces pale. They had come relying on the four Miao demons' Shadowless Flower Needle technique to seek revenge again, but now that their ally was dead, how could they not be terrified?

Kang Boxin clasped his hands and laughed, "We know we can't fight four hands with two fists. We'll meet again in the future." With that, the three demons turned swiftly, about to flee.

Zheng Jinwu, wielding the Eight Trigrams Golden Knife, roared like a thunderclap, "This northern pasture is not a place where you can come and go as you please!" He leaped forward, blocking the three demons' path.

Hearing this, the three Longjiang demons knew they couldn't escape. Filled with regret, they gave a bitter laugh, stopped, closed their eyes, and awaited capture. Zheng Jinwu sneered, "You're quite sensible. I, Zheng, will not humiliate you. Please bear with it for now." As he spoke, Fei pointed to the "Jingcu" acupoint of the three demons, ordered them to be imprisoned in the basement, and then threw the four demon corpses into the snow outside.

It was already broad daylight, but the outside was shrouded in gloom. Three feet of snow lay piled up, and a fierce wind howled incessantly, carrying raging torrents of snowflakes and ice pellets into the hall, causing the temperature to plummet and become bitterly cold. The group used wine to ward off the cold. Qi Hong, the skillful Kunlun, took a sip and raised an eyebrow, saying, "The turmoil continues, and the calamities are endless. The four demons of Miao territory were swiftly eliminated by the two young ladies, a cause for celebration. If they were to unleash their 'Invisible Flower Scattering Needles,' no one within a ten-zhang radius would survive. However, behind the four demons is an old demon, and the Bu Family Fortress has gathered countless powerful demons, far beyond what our few men can handle."

Upon hearing this, Fei Yun Shou Wu Fengbiao looked worried and said, "I, Wu, have already disregarded life and death." The only worry was the innocent suffering of nearly a thousand elderly, weak, women, and children in the ranch.

Lei Xiaotian, the "Hand of Heaven and Earth," secretly said with pity, "Brother Wu, there's no need to worry too much. There's nothing in this world that can't be overcome. Our numbers seem a bit small right now, but the two ladies possess martial arts skills personally taught by the Third Brother. They are incredibly powerful and unfathomable, especially their ancient treasures, the 'Giant Sword' and 'Azure Rainbow,' which are exquisitely crafted and invincible. There's no need to be anxious. Besides, I reckon the Third Brother will arrive tonight if he doesn't come this afternoon."

The two women rolled their eyes at Lei Xiaotian for praising them. Hearing Xie Yunyue's certain arrival tonight, and Lei Xiaotian's unwavering certainty, they couldn't help but smile, eagerly pressing him for confirmation. Lei Xiaotian ignored them and instead turned to Qi Yi, the "Skilled Hand of Kunlun," asking, "Brother Qi, you mentioned that behind the four demons of Miao Jiang is a peerless demon. I wonder who it is?" "Why should Qi Jian attach such importance to this? Is Xie Laosan not even capable of contending with that person?"
Qi Hong smiled and said, "Ten years ago, the skillful Kunlun was known throughout the land, roaming the martial world freely. All the masters, extraordinary individuals, and evil giants in the martial world knew him well. Therefore, upon seeing this person's appearance, he immediately recognized him as the infamous figure of the martial world back then, the Boundless Master of Northern Tianshan."

Lei Xiaotian's eyes turned cold upon hearing this, and he said with horror, "If the Boundless Master were to come, wouldn't we all be like prisoners awaiting death?" "His expression was filled with worry. He had previously advised Wu Fengbiao not to worry, but now it was his turn to hesitate and feel uneasy.

Apart from Zhou and Zhao, who were completely unaware of the name of Master Wuliang, Wu Fengbiao and Zheng Jinwu had also heard of him. In addition to his outstanding and unpredictable martial arts skills, Master Wuliang was also known for his cunning and ruthless nature. Once he started fighting, it was said that no one could escape unscathed. At that moment, Wu and Zheng, like Lei Xiaotian, felt a chill run down their spines, even more intense than the biting north wind blowing outside.

Seeing that everyone was uneasy, Qi Hong said solemnly, "I came here because of Master Wuliang. Now that you brothers are on guard, otherwise, why would I not meet with Brothers Wu and Zheng in the snow hill on the twelfth of the lunar year? It was because I wanted to stay in Bujiabao for a couple more days." Wu Fengbiao couldn't help but chuckle, "So it was Brother Qi that day?"

Qiao Hong nodded and said, "Everyone, please don't let my words add to your worries. With Young Hero Xie here, this matter is beyond resolution..." Upon hearing this, everyone immediately perked up. Qi Hong smiled and continued, "My skillful Kunlun technique is named for my ability to imitate others' techniques. I only seek resemblance, not the essence. At first glance, it leaves one with a sense of mystery. Therefore, no matter how exquisite the martial arts are, I can usually identify eight or nine out of ten schools. Master Wuliang is a master from the Northern Tianshan Mountains, and his martial arts are unique. However, witnessing Young Hero Xie's skills at Jinci Temple, it seems he has a strong connection to the Northern Tianshan Mountains. Only Young Hero Xie still possesses..." "This is a unique skill that I, Qi, cannot imitate, nor can I reveal its origin. It is a unique and unparalleled art in the martial arts world, profound and unfathomable. If Young Hero Xie were from the Northern Tianshan Mountains, even the Venerable Wuliang, as his senior, would be too embarrassed to intervene."

Upon hearing this, Lei Xiaotian's heroic spirit reappeared, and he laughed heartily, "Brother Qi's eyes are indeed sharp, able to see through Xie Laosan's origins at a glance. Lei Laoer and Xie Laosan are sworn brothers, yet they are still kept in the dark." He then chuckled again, "I'm afraid the two ladies, so loving with Laosan, probably don't know how wicked Laosan is, do you think?"

Zhao Zhou and the other two women, knowing he was teasing them, blushed and glared at him fiercely. Wu Zheng and Qi laughed loudly and uncontrollably. Snow fell heavily, even more so than the previous night, quickly thickening inch by inch. The corpses of the four Miao demons abandoned at the gate were instantly buried. The wind howled sharply, slicing through the sky. Outside, all that could be seen was a gray-white dragon dancing, dazzling the eyes. The temperature was frigid; everything signified a desolate, bleak, and deathly atmosphere. Only inside the hall, laughter filled the air, brimming with vitality.

Suddenly, a long, strange whistle pierced the air amidst the howling wind. Clearly, it was the sound of someone with exceptional internal strength; otherwise, how could it withstand such a powerful north wind without being swallowed up? Everyone's expressions turned solemn. Wu Fengbiao, the Flying Cloud Hand, felt a jolt in his heart, thinking, "The Tathagata is a boundless master. For us to fight him is like throwing eggs against a rock; we are utterly helpless." In times of crisis, one inevitably harbors a sliver of hope, wishing that Xie Yunyue would arrive in time.

Of course, the others shared the same feeling. At this moment, Xie Yunyue was like a panacea in their eyes, instantly curing their chronic illnesses. It was the skillful Kunlun Qi Hong who remained calm, quickly saying to the two women, "Ladies, if the Boundless Master arrives and things don't go smoothly, seize the opportunity to attack. The combined power of the two swords is immense. Furthermore, you must fully utilize what you learned from Young Hero Xie to ensure your safety." The two

nodded, their swords rising with a dragon's roar, a cold light flashing, the swords raised beside their left shoulders, concealing their starting stance. The whistling sound came incredibly fast, sometimes hidden, sometimes revealed, its high-pitched and melodious tone piercing the eardrums with a dull ache. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, carried in by the gale, and stopped five feet from the doorway. The newcomer wore a loose, greyish-white monk's robe, streaked with countless snowflakes and damp with water. The hem fluttered in the fierce wind

. He was completely bald, with white eyebrows and a white beard, and was exceptionally thin and gaunt. His face was deeply wrinkled, and his small eyes shone with a chilling light. It was unmistakable that this man was none other than the unparalleled Master Wuliang. Master Wuliang's gaze fell upon the "Juque" and "Qinghong" swords in the hands of Zhao Lianzhu and Zhou Yue'e. His white eyebrows rose slightly, and a look of joy appeared on his face. Qiankun Shou Lei Xiaotian stepped forward, bowed deeply, and said, "May I ask why the Venerable Wuliang has graced our ranch with his presence amidst this raging wind and snow? What brings you

here?" Venerable Wuliang was suddenly taken aback, his gaze fixed intently on Lei Xiaotian. He thought to himself, "How does this man know my name? I intend to severely damage the Yaoshan Sect, but I did not intend to pass on my martial arts skills to the sect. Therefore, I sought out the four Kang brothers from Miao territory and took them as my successors. However, I have not yet revealed my name to them, let alone Bu Ying." Although he was puzzled, he still said, "This patron has excellent eyesight, recognizing me at a glance. I have been living in seclusion for a long time, but I wonder how you know me?" Lei Xiaotian said with a sincere expression, "

This junior is Lei Xiaotian. My master is Qinling Yisou. When I was learning martial arts, my master praised your dignified bearing, so I have long admired you, but I have never had the chance to

pay my respects. Fortunately, you have not changed in appearance, just as my master described, so I dare to speak out." He intended to trap Wuliang Shangren, so he wouldn't dare to make a sudden move, or at least delay for a while. Wuliang Shangren said, "So you are a disciple of my nephew Gu." As he spoke, his gaze shifted, and he said in a deep voice, "This old monk has come here for no other reason. Did the four members of the Miao Jiang Kang family come here a moment ago?"

Lei Xiaotian pretended to be confused and said, "No! Since this morning, no one has come here at all. With such a foul atmosphere, who would want to come? Could it be that the four demons from Miao Jiang offended you and chased you here?" "When Lei Xiaotian spoke, he displayed unparalleled wit, which was truly impressive. Even though Master Wuliang was furious, he hesitated to say that the four demons of Miaojiang were his disciples.

Upon hearing this, Master Wuliang was skeptical. He glanced at the crowd, trying to find a clue in their expressions. Seeing their unusually calm demeanor, he found it even more difficult to ask if the Three Demons of Longjiang had come. After a moment's thought, he said in a deep voice, 'This old monk is a recluse and should refrain from making wild pronouncements. The Kang brothers wish to abandon evil and return to the righteous path, and become my disciples. I have heard about your affairs, but I am over a hundred years old. How could I interfere in such matters? The Kang brothers were instigated by the Three Demons of Longjiang to come to the ranch in secret, so I came to lead them back to Beitian Mountain.' As he spoke, his eyes flashed, and he shouted, 'They really didn't come?'

Lei Xiaotian replied sincerely, 'This junior is bold, but I would not dare to deceive you, senior.' " "His act was so convincing that even the most cunning person couldn't help but believe him. The saying 'too clever by half' and 'too deceitful by sincerity' was absolutely true.

" The cunning person thought, "Could they be lost in the vast snowstorm?" His gaze then fell on Zhao Lianzhu and Zhou Yue'e's swords, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes. Though it was only a fleeting glance, the skillful Kunlun Qi Hong had already noticed it, and his heart pounded with fear. He knew that if the cunning person raised his hand, the two swords would surely slip from his grasp. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he quickly smiled and said, "Senior Wuliang, you've been standing and talking for so long; we are very impolite. Why don't you sit down and teach us a move or two?" He then turned his gaze to the two women and said, "Ladies, please go inside and inform the kitchen to prepare a vegetarian feast."
The two women immediately understood and were about to rise and leave when suddenly the Venerable Wuliang shouted, "No need! This old monk has no time to linger and will be leaving in a moment. But may I borrow your two swords for a look?" Upon hearing this, everyone's chests trembled, unsure how to respond. Once in the Venerable Wuliang's hands, trying to get them back would be like lambs to the slaughter. They were stunned. It

was Zhao Lianzhu who was clever and smiled brightly, saying, "Indeed, it is fine to lend them to the senior for a look, but the two swords are family heirlooms, and I have been ordered not to part with them for even a moment, so I have no choice but to comply."

The Venerable Wuliang glared at them and said, "You sharp-tongued girl! You know my habits; my words are like the wind, and cannot be taken back. I will make sure you drop your swords." With that, he flipped his palms with lightning speed and pulled them back, actually using the Maitreya Divine Skill's "Absorption" technique.

As he spoke, the two women secretly gathered all their inner strength to pull back their wounded hands. They felt an invisible, immense suction force pulling them forward, their tiger's mouths throbbing with pain, their longswords nearly flying from their grasp. Terrified, they forcefully restrained themselves. The Boundless Master had only used half his power; he had underestimated the two women. Now, seeing that not only could the swords not be pulled away, but the women, though leaning forward, hadn't moved an inch, he was secretly astonished. He uttered a deep voice, "Good girls," and added another 20% of his strength.

The two women, having indeed lived up to Xie Yunyue's painstaking instruction in the superior martial arts over the past year, kicked with a force that felt like a thousand pounds dropping. Although their tiger's mouths were about to split open, they forced themselves to remain still, slowly sinking three inches into the ground, their jade arms gradually becoming numb and inflexible. Sweat poured down their faces, their almond eyes wide open, their teeth grinding together. Attacking was impossible; their swords were already stuck in the two suction forces, weighing an immense weight.

The reason why the skilled Kunlun Qi Hong and others didn't intervene at this moment was also due to their own reasons. If they were to act now and anger the Boundless Master, taking their own lives would be as easy as turning their hands. It was better to observe for the time being; at most, they would only lose two swords. The Boundless Master's gaunt face suddenly turned angry. He shouted and swiftly raised his palm. The two women cried out in surprise, their lithe bodies rushing forward, their longswords flying out of their hands.

Two streaks of cold light shot towards the Boundless Master like lightning. Just then, two long, clear sounds came from outside. In the blink of an eye, when the two longswords were about five inches from the Boundless Master's hand, they suddenly turned and flew out of the window. A figure suddenly darted in, holding the longswords in his hand, glaring at the Boundless Master and sneering coldly. The moment this person appeared, everyone was overjoyed. Lei Xiaotian excitedly shouted, "Third Brother..." Xie Yunyue darted in like lightning, and Wuliang Shangren's expression changed drastically, a look that hadn't appeared on his gaunt face in decades.

Clearly, he was shocked by the newcomer's skill. One could imagine that this person dared to come to the ranch alone, undoubtedly confident in his unparalleled martial arts skills, thinking himself second to none. His senior brother, Wuwei Shangren, had held the same thought when he passed away at Chayun Cliff in the Northern Tianshan Mountains last August. Wuwei Shangren was a contemporary master, hailed as the greatest genius two hundred years ago. He possessed profound Buddhist knowledge, comprehending the teachings of heaven and man, yet as an outsider, he viewed worldly affairs as fleeting and illusory. Unwilling to establish a religious order or get involved in worldly turmoil, and instead dedicated to promoting the martial arts of the Northern Tianshan Mountains, Wuliang, a lay disciple, believed that every bite and sip of his food was preordained. Therefore, he spent many years cultivating on Chayun Cliff, occasionally accumulating merit in the mortal world before returning to the perilous, snow-covered cliffs, devoid of birds and beasts.

Just as Master Wuwei turned one hundred, his master, accompanied by an eight-year-old child, suddenly ascended the cliff top and said to Master Wuwei, "This child is his lay nephew. His brows are filled with malevolence. If he were to stray even slightly into unorthodox practices in the mortal world, he would surely become a world-shaking demon. Therefore, I have taken him under my wing to use Buddhist teachings to transform his evil nature. Because my master is about to pass away, I entrust him to you."

Master Wuwei, obeying his master's orders, left Wuliang on Chayun Cliff, nominally as fellow disciples, but in reality, as master and disciple. Wuliang eventually mastered unparalleled martial arts, but alas, his inherently evil nature led him to repeatedly commit evil deeds behind Master Wuwei's back. Finally, the Venerable Wuwei, unable to bear it any longer, punished him by forbidding him from leaving Chayun Cliff for the rest of his life, saying, "Don't think that no one can control you except your senior brother. One day, you will be disgraced."

Wuliang didn't believe this. After his senior brother passed away, he was eager to establish the Beitianshan Sect and go down the mountain to subdue the four Miao demons as his successors. Maitreya Divine Skill is a unique skill of the Zen school, which can be called unparalleled throughout history. However, when he used ninety percent of his power to absorb the two swords, he only felt a tremor in his wrist. The force he had emitted was instantly dissipated, and the two long swords also broke out of his control and shot out of the room. How could he not be terrified?

Upon seeing the newcomer clearly, he was even more astonished. The young man was not yet forty; aside from a slightly somber appearance, his demeanor was exceptionally handsome and dashing. He thought to himself, "Under heaven, there is hardly any internal energy technique more profound and wondrous than the Maitreya Divine Skill, which allows for complete control and effortless execution. But what martial art does he use to counter this divine skill?" He stared intently at the newcomer.

At that moment, Xie Yunyue stood amidst the strong wind and snow, letting out a chilling laugh, and suddenly hurled his two swords at the two women. Suddenly, the Venerable Wuliang coldly said, "Are you Yu Yun, the eccentric scholar who has gained some reputation in the martial world in recent years?"

Xie Yunyue replied with a gloomy face, "That's right, it is I. Why did you, old monk, have such greedy and angry thoughts and snatch the long sword from the two women? For someone of your age and prestige to do such a shameful thing, wouldn't you be despised?"

Venerable Wuliang blushed and said, "Nonsense! I was merely borrowing it. Do you know who I am? Why would I do something like bullying the weak?"

Xie Yunyue suddenly laughed and said, "Sima Zhao's intentions are obvious to everyone. What kind of way is this to borrow things? I don't care who you are, please leave."

Venerable Wuliang was so angry at his words that his face turned as red as chicken blood, his eyebrows and beard bristling. He was in the wrong, but he couldn't retaliate, for fear of losing his noble demeanor. He only kept his eyes shining brightly and remained silent. At this moment, Wu Fengbiao and the others wore expressions of surprise and delight, holding their

breath as they watched from the sidelines. Zhao Lianzhu and Zhou Yue'e, their eyes clear as autumn water, shone with an indescribable brilliance. Years of longing had nearly drowned them, causing them to secretly shed tears daily, their hearts filled with countless anxieties. Today, seeing their beloved unharmed, their desolate hearts were instantly revived. They longed to throw themselves into his arms and enjoy a moment of tenderness, and couldn't help but feel a burning hatred for Wuliang Shangren, wishing he would leave as soon as possible. Yet, they also feared that Xie Yunyue was no match for Wuliang Shangren. In short, their state of mind at this moment was truly beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

At this moment, Xie Yunyue stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Wuliang Shangren with a disdainful gaze. The arrogant and excited Master Wuliang was unable to calm down. His face suddenly turned fierce, and he sneered, "This old monk is Master Wuliang of Beitian Mountain..."

Xie Yunyue's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard him call himself Master Wuliang. Master Wuliang said, "I have been living in seclusion at Chayun Cliff for a long time. I never thought that I would return to the mortal world after decades and encounter a madman like you who is arrogant and narrow-minded. If this old monk does not let you see the unparalleled skills of Beitian Mountain, wouldn't you become even more arrogant and unruly in the future?" As he spoke, his sleeves fluttered, and he moved like lightning behind Xie Yunyue. He actually used the "Mysterious Seven Star Steps" technique.

When Master Wuliang finally steadied himself, he was dumbfounded. His opponent had also moved with ghostly speed, appearing behind him in a swift, swirling motion. The opponent remained with his hands down, his face grim. Master Wuliang couldn't help but demand, "Yu Yun, where did you learn your martial arts? It seems somewhat like…" The rest of the words caught in his throat.

Xie Yunyue suddenly burst into laughter, then stopped abruptly, his expression hardening. "Somewhat like the martial arts of the Northern Heavenly Mountain, isn't it? You must know that all martial arts under heaven originate from one source, without distinction between them; don't think that just because you're from the Northern Heavenly Mountain school, you can dominate the martial world…"

Master Wuliang was enraged by Xie Yunyue's arrogant expression, his face contorted with rage as he roared, "You incompetent brat, try taking one of my palms!" He inhaled sharply, gathering his energy, and with a lightning-fast thrust of his palms, a surge of powerful energy erupted, like a raging torrent.

Xie Yunyue, recognizing the "Zhen" technique in his palm strike, chuckled coldly and also unleashed a palm strike. Both men used the Maitreya Divine Skill, which was indeed extraordinary. With a loud bang, they both took two steps back, and the building shook as if a mountain had collapsed and the earth had split open. Master Wuliang was certain that Xie Yunyue's martial arts also came from the Northern Heavenly Mountain, but he was unaware that his senior brother Wuwei had taken in lay disciples. This realization stirred jealousy within him, and he moved swiftly, shouting, "You brat, how dare you disrespect your elders!" The two men moved like shadows, flashing like lightning, and a series of loud "bangs" resounded. The entire hall shook violently, and dust fell like rain, billowing and swirling.

The heroes and the two women hurriedly took cover on both sides. Xie Yunyue used the fourteenth form of the Maitreya Divine Skill, "Six Harmonies into One," his arms forming a circle, his two palms moving with lightning speed, coming together and then separating in an instant, channeling twelve percent of his power to meet Master Wuliang's palm strike. This move, "Maitreya Divine Skill," was recorded in the sheepskin manual given to Xie Yunyue by the Six Officials. Its power surpassed the original twelve moves. When Wuliang Shangren received it, he felt blood rush to his chest, his true energy surge back into his internal organs, and he could no longer control his body. He was blasted away and landed outdoors, Xie Yunyue following suit.

Wuliang Shangren was furious. He believed Xie Yunyue was a lay disciple of Wuwei Shangren, and that his senior brother had concealed a secret move of the Maitreya Divine Skill from him, clearly showing narrow-mindedness and selfishness. A murderous intent arose within him, and he secretly gripped a "Shadowless Scattering Flower Needle," forged from cold iron and never used by the Four Demons of Miao Jiang. His brow furrowed. This needle not only contained a hundred poisonous venomous insects but also excelled at penetrating acupoints. Once it touched a person, regardless of their unparalleled skill, the poison would immediately surge along the blood vessels into the internal organs, turning into a pool of thick blood within two hours—truly an extremely potent poison.

But then Master Wuliang said in a deep voice, "Yu Yun, if you don't respect your senior uncle, then I won't show

you any mercy." Xie Yunyue, with his sharp eyes, saw that Master Wuliang was holding something in his palm. Although he knew it must be a deadly hidden weapon, he relied on the protection of the Maitreya Divine Skill and remained arrogant and fearless. He sneered, "Wuliang, are you old and blind? Can you even name the origin of this move? If you don't believe me, I'll show you another ultimate technique." With that, he shifted his stance and his five fingers gripped the right wrists of the ten Wuliang disciples, striking with lightning speed.

Master Wuliang saw that Xie Yunyue's move was strange and unpredictable, with his five fingers emitting a hissing wind, and he couldn't discern the origin of his attack. He moved swiftly. Both were renowned for their miraculous "Seven Star Steps of the Mysterious Heaven" movement technique, but Xie Yunyue moved first, gaining an unseen advantage. Wuliang Shangren's wrist acupoint was caught precisely by Xie Yunyue's five iron fingers, causing a slight numbness. Startled, he gathered his strength, slammed his wrist down, and released his hand. Wuliang Shangren's arm instantly broke free from Xie Yunyue's grasp, and the Shadowless Scattering Needles shot out like a shower of light.

Xie Yunyue was taken aback to see that Wuliang Shangren had actually escaped his "Eighteen Explanations of Xuanyuan," a unique move called "Five Mountains Suppressing Dragon." In that moment of hesitation, the Shadowless Scattering Flower Needles, hidden within the vast expanse of snow, attacked. Even under normal circumstances, these needles were impossible to see clearly; otherwise, they wouldn't be called "shadowless." Hidden in the snow, they were even more difficult to detect. In the brief moment Xie Yunyue relaxed his focus, dozens of Shadowless Scattering Flower Needles struck him. He immediately felt a numbness in his acupoints, his protective divine power dissipated, and the needles raced through his blood vessels.

Xie Yunyue knew something was wrong and immediately forced himself to tighten the acupoints around his body to stop the needles from flying outwards, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light. Seeing his expression, Master Wuliang knew he had been hit by his own Gu needle. He laughed wildly, "Young man, you've been hit by this old monk's Shadowless Flower-Scattering Needle. You'll live for at most two hours. Let's see if you still dare to disrespect your elders then... "

Before he finished speaking, Xie Yunyue suddenly shouted, his body leaping into the air. He abruptly turned and swooped down, his left hand displaying the most deadly technique of the "Eighteen Dissolutions of Xuanyuan," the Meridian-Severing and Tendon-Dislocating Technique. His left palm followed with a "Bodhi" Zen Palm strike, a mountain-collapsing force pressing down on him. This was Xie Yunyue's deliberate, suicidal attack. His movements were as fast as lightning, and his momentum was as powerful as thunder. Even with Master Wuliang's unparalleled skill, he couldn't dodge it. In his haste, he had no choice but to meet the attack head-on. He swiftly flipped his wrists, channeling twelve percent of his power, and thrust them upwards towards the incoming force.

As the two palms collided, Master Wuliang's bowls swelled and throbbed with pain, causing him to pale in horror. Xie Yunyue's right hand, with its five fingers, shot down, striking Master Wuliang's right elbow at the "Jingqu" acupoint, and with a powerful flick, he sent Master Wuliang flying. Master Wuliang felt as if he had been struck by a venomous snake, his

entire body trembling and pricking with pain. He couldn't help but howl, and with Xie Yunyue's flick, he was sent flying into the swirling snow. Having been restrained by Xie Yunju's "Intercepting Meridians and Tendons" technique, his blood and qi were no longer circulating normally, effectively crippling his martial arts. In at most seven days, he would be in a state of demonic possession, stiff and unable to move. The ancients said, "The wise act in accordance with the times, the foolish act against reason." Even a high monk like Master Wuliang, blinded by greed and losing his conscience, brought disaster upon himself; such foolishness was truly beyond measure. However, Xie Yunyue, relying on his strength, disrespected his master and elders, which was a moral failing. He also suffered from the pain of needles and poison. Who says that the way of Heaven is unreliable and that retribution will not come quickly?

The Venerable Wuliang landed on the vast snowfield, feeling as if insects were crawling and biting all over his body. He took out a few self-made elixirs and tried to circulate his qi, but it was still ineffective. Knowing he was innocent, tears streamed down his old eyes

. Overwhelmed with despair, he forced himself to stand up and, dragging his weak and aching body, staggered into the raging wind and snow. Meanwhile, Xie Yunyue, having exhausted his sword, collapsed onto the snow, panting heavily. Several cries of alarm rang out as Zhao Zhou and the other two women rushed over, grabbing Xie Yunyue's shoulders and sobbing uncontrollably. Lei Xiaotian and the others surrounded Xie Yunyue, repeatedly asking him questions, but Xie Yunyue remained silent with his eyes closed. Everyone was at a loss and dared not move Xie Yunyue. At this moment, the wind grew stronger and stronger, howling and whistling, and snowflakes surged and danced. In the blink of an eye, three-tenths of the snow had accumulated on Xie Yunyue's shoulders.

Suddenly, a horse's neighing came from the wind, and two dark figures surged in amidst the raging wind and thick snow. It was Master Ye, leading a young boy, rushing towards Xie Yunyue. The boy, seeing Xie Yunyue's expression, felt a sense of foreboding in his young heart and cried out, "Master!" He lunged forward and swiftly ripped off Xie Yunyue's human skin mask.

Xie Yunyue's face was ashen, his eyes closed, meditating like an old monk in deep meditation. With tears blurring his vision, Le Yang asked Zhao Lianzhu and Zhou Yue'e softly, "My two mistresses, how is Master?"

The two women blushed, and Zhao Lianzhu embraced Le Yang, saying, "Your Master has been poisoned by someone's scheme, a Gu poison, a Gu poison that is utterly wicked."

Le Yang suddenly had a flash of inspiration, his eyes shining with joy, and he exclaimed, "Master, didn't a black-clad Daoist nun give you a bottle of pills at Baotu Spring that day, specifically to cure Gu poison?"

Xie Yunyue was healing his injuries with Bodhi Zen Kung Fu, forcing the Shadowless Flower-Scattering Needles back into his body. He felt that the Gu needles had already stopped their flight, but trying to force them back was extremely difficult and strenuous. Although he closed his acupoints, the flying needles still penetrated, so he could not catch his breath for a moment. If he lost focus and spoke, the flying needles would take the opportunity to rush out uncontrollably.

Hearing Yue Yang's words, he was reminded and quickly reached into his robes to take out the bottle of pills given to him by the black-clad Xuan Nu Yin Xuanwei, swallowing two pills. He felt the medicinal power penetrate his entire body, like snow melting in the warm sun; the poisonous needles immediately melted away, and his pain vanished. The crowd saw wisps of black smoke emanating from Xie Yunyue's body, which were dispersed by a gust of wind. Moments later, Xie Yunyue's complexion returned to its previous rosy state, and he laughed heartily, leaping up and pulling Zhao Zhou and the other two women into the hall.

The crowd followed in single file. Wu Fengbiao, who had just seen Ye Sheng return, wondered why he had come back so quickly, suspecting he had encountered Xie Yunyue and turned back midway. However, even if Xie Yunyue had come, the Xianglin Escort Agency might not have been able to resolve the matter, so he hadn't asked him then. Now, he inquired about Ye Sheng's journey.

Ye Sheng laughed loudly, "Master, if it weren't for Young Hero Xie's rescue, I'm afraid I would be buried in the wilderness, filled with resentment." Then, seeing the gleam in his tiger-like eyes, he raised his wrist, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "Young Hero Xie is truly remarkable. He single-handedly stormed into the General's mansion, and his father treated him with the utmost respect, repeatedly saying 'yes' and 'yes'. Now, all the guards in the hunting grounds have withdrawn. As for the matter of the young master, Young Hero Xie said that everything is on his shoulders, and there are absolutely no problems."

Upon hearing this, Wu Fengbiao, the Flying Cloud Hand, was overjoyed, his worries instantly dissipating. He repeatedly expressed his gratitude, but he still couldn't understand why General Duolun's father had treated him with such deference. The reason was truly perplexing. Qi Hong, the skilled Kunlun master, also had his own thoughts. He felt that Xie Yunyue was young and handsome, with inner talent, but where did he learn such exquisite martial arts? The skill he used to deal with the Boundless Master was simply ghostly and mysterious, beyond the realm of ordinary martial arts, inconceivable, yet his actions were ingenious and unexpected, and his methods were so cruel.

He sincerely admired him, but couldn't help but sigh with interest. The image of Xie Wen, the infamous and feared judge of the underworld, suddenly appeared in his mind. He didn't want Xie Yunyue to follow in his father's footsteps, but where could he begin? Le Yang nestled in Zhou Yue'e's arms, his big, round black eyes looking around, everything was new and exciting to him.

Qiankun Shou Lei Xiaotian whispered with Xie Yunyue, while Zheng Jinwu and Ye Sheng talked about their recent experiences. Zhao Lianzhu frowned, about to reprimand Xie Yunyue for neglecting everyone. Suddenly, a chorus of horse neighs echoed through the howling wind. The faint sound of galloping horses clattering on the snow blended with the sharp wind, creating an ethereal, almost imperceptible atmosphere.

Everyone paused, startled. Wu Fengbiao, true to his role as ranch owner, listened intently, then stood up abruptly, raising an eyebrow. "There are quite a few horses," he said, "at least several thousand—Brother Zheng, let's go check. Let's make sure they're not the western stallion's herd, who couldn't withstand the cold and ran off before the shelters were even finished." With that, he and Zheng Jinwu leaped out, and Ye Sheng followed suit, disappearing into the swirling snow.

Xie Yunyue smiled, his starry eyes gleaming with a mysterious light as he gazed outside. Zhao Lianzhu said coquettishly, "Brother Yun, you've changed so much this past year! You're even stranger than before. What's wrong? You look so strange." Seeing Xie Yunyue's smug expression, yet his refusal to utter a word, she blurted it out in anger.

Xie Yunyue laughed heartily, "Habits are formed by nature, I'm still the same. How have I changed? You'll understand in a moment, Lian-mei, you're too impatient." He then made a face. That was the same face he often made back in Cangzhou. Zhao Lianzhu was caught between laughing and being angry, rolling her eyes in annoyance. Zhou Yue'e pursed her lips and giggled incessantly.

Wu Fengbiao and Zheng Jinwu darted in like the wind, their clothes covered in snowflakes and water stains. They smiled at Wu Fengbiao and said, "Bu Ying has returned all the horses he stole from the ranch. He said he would take full responsibility for the theft of the Prime Minister's treasures, and that my nephew could be released within seven days. However, he looked quite disheveled when he left, so I'm afraid the ranch will still be in trouble in the future."

Xie Yunyue said to Wu Fengbiao, "I heard that two sentries are still being held captive by the ranch owner. Could they be released so I can have a word with them?"

Wu Fengbiao, known for his Flying Cloud Hand, said, "Oh, I almost forgot about them if you hadn't mentioned it, young hero." He immediately ordered them released.

Upon seeing Wu Fengbiao and the others, the two sentries were about to launch into a tirade when Xie Yunyue's expression darkened. He shouted, "I have already ordered my father to withdraw his troops. You tell my father that if there is any disturbance in the northern pastures, he will be held responsible." The two sentries were momentarily confused, but seeing Xie Yunyue's noble bearing, they deduced that he must be an imperial envoy sent from the capital. They immediately changed their expressions, accepted the order, and left.

Xie Yunyue said to Lei Xiaotian, "Please, Second Brother, take Le Yang to Changbai first. I will go there as soon as the matter in Yanshan is settled."

Lei Xiaotian smiled and said to Xie Yunyue, "Third Brother, are you planning to stay here for a few days? These two ladies have been waiting anxiously..."

Xie Yunyue turned to look at Zhou Yue'e and Zhao Lianzhu, only to see the two women blushing and looking expectant. The image of Ni Wanlan's sorrowful expression flashed through his mind, and he felt he had gone too far. Looking at the two women before him, he realized it had been a year since they last met, and he had longed for them countless times. He smiled and said, "This time I'll stay a little longer, how about half a month?"

"Really?" Zhou Yue'e and Zhao Lianzhu rushed to Xie Yunyue's side, asking with delighted faces.

"Of course it's true!" Xie Yunyue made a face again, making the two women laugh.

Lei Xiaotian grinned and said to Zhou Yue'e and Zhao Lianzhu, "Are you two ladies satisfied now? Third brother, I was really worried about you..."

Zhou Yue'e and Zhao Lianzhu blushed and said shyly, "You're gossiping again..." Everyone burst into laughter.

That night, Zhao Lianzhu and Zhou Yue'e gathered in Xie Yunyue's room. Zhao Lianzhu looked at Xie Yunyue and pouted, saying, "Brother Yun, tell me the truth, how many girls have you been flirting with outside?"

Xie Yunyue blushed and immediately confessed everything about Gu Yanwen, Fu Wan, Hu Ruolan, Ni Wanlan, and Jiang Yaohong. Xie Yunyue said to the two women, "I know, I'm sorry to you all..." Zhou Yue'e

interrupted him, saying, "Brother Yun, don't take it to heart. Although Sister Lian and I wouldn't be so generous as to give our husbands away, we can still tolerate a few of our sisters. As long as you don't flirt with other women, we won't mind."

Zhao Lianzhu also smiled and said, "Brother Yun, don't misunderstand us sisters as jealous. I'm just angry that Brother Lei is acting suspiciously and deliberately not telling us the truth."

Xie Yunyue asked in surprise, "You really forgive me?"

Zhao Lianzhu nestled into his arms, saying sweetly, "Brother Yun hasn't done anything wrong, what is there to forgive?"

Zhou Yue'e also nestled into his arms, looking up and saying sweetly, "Yes, we all know that no girl wouldn't like Brother Yun. Besides, how could my sisters and I interfere with you, Master? We only ask that you don't forget us."

"You two are so kind, I will never forget you." Xie Yunyue was so excited that he hugged the two women tightly, showering them with passionate kisses on their faces, lips, and necks. After many days of longing, he finally got his wish with a kiss.

After a long, tender moment, Zhao Lianzhu said sweetly, "So, it seems the three sisters, Gu, Fu, and Hu, are already 'cooked in the rice' (a euphemism for infidelity). Brother Yun, aren't you being a bit heartless towards Ni Wanlan and Jiang Yaohong, especially Sister Ni Wanlan..."

Xie Yunyue sighed, "Fate is cruel. Who would have thought things would turn out this way? I'm truly sorry to Miss Lan..."

Zhou Yue'e said sweetly, "Fortunately, there's still room for reconciliation. Brother Yun, why don't you marry them all?"

Xie Yunyue asked, "You really don't care at all?"

Zhao Lianzhu sighed softly, "To say we don't care at all is impossible, but we've already suffered the pain of unrequited love, and we can only imagine how they feel. I don't think you'll be happy in the future, Brother Yun. Brother Yun, marry them all, even if you marry a few more, it doesn't matter. I believe we sisters can get along harmoniously."

Xie Yunyue exclaimed, "I must have accumulated good karma in my past life to be able to marry such virtuous wives as you. With wives like these, what more could a husband ask for?" He paused, then asked the two women in a low voice, "Did you miss me after I left?"

Zhao Lianzhu whispered, "You still have the nerve to ask? Yue'e and I suffered so much from lovesickness, while you were out having a good time. How dare you ask?" Xie

Yunyue smiled and asked Zhou Yue'e, "How sour, Yue'e, tell me, how did you miss me?" He then leaned over and gently kissed Zhou Yue'e's pretty face.

Zhou Yue'e felt a ticklish sensation on her face and a tingling, numb feeling all over her body. Her chest heaved, her breasts trembled even more violently, and her vulva unconsciously became moist. So, she whispered sweetly in Xie Yunyue's ear, "Brother, without you, my sister and I are like widows. How can we bear it? We need..." She couldn't finish her sentence because of her shyness.

"Yue'e, what do you need?" Xie Yunyue pressed his face against Zhou Yue'e's pretty face, breathing into her ear and asking, which made Zhou Yue'e's face even hotter and redder.

Zhou Yue'e couldn't help herself, and with difficulty moved her face away, giving Xie Yunyue a flirtatious look and saying, "Um... it's... it's... it's... that..." She lowered her head, unable to contain her embarrassment.

Xie Yunyue looked at Zhou Yue'e's seductive appearance, and his manhood instantly hardened, bulging high in his pants. All of this did not escape Zhou Yue'e's eyes. Looking at Xie Yunyue's bulging crotch, she couldn't help but lower her head, but deep down she wanted to look again. At this moment, she felt very hot all over, especially her vulva, which felt hot and melting, full of... Her labia swelled painfully, and her juices flowed out faster.

Xie Yunyue looked down at Zhou Yue'e's wet crotch, his penis hardening even more, and his breathing quickened. He whispered, "Yue'er... I know, so that's what it is... ha... ha..."
Zhou Yue'e stood up in embarrassment, pretending to hit him, and said in a coquettish voice, "Brother Yun, you're so naughty! How dare you bully Yue'er! I'll beat you up, you bad brother! Ah..."

Whether she tripped or lost her balance, Zhou Yue'e suddenly fell onto Xie Yunyue, her wet vulva pressing against his erection. Both of them shuddered violently as if electrocuted, a kind of unprecedented pleasure leaving them weak.

"Oh... quick... help me up... you bad brother..." Zhou Yue'e said weakly, panting.

"Yue'er, isn't it nice like this now?" “

Mmm…no…you naughty brother…hurry…hurry…” Zhou Yue’e said, twisting her body coquettishly, causing her wet vulva to rub against Xie Yunyue’s big penis. Waves of pleasure washed over her, her vulva grew hotter and hotter, her labia grew larger and larger, rising high like a steamed bun, and more and more vaginal fluids flowed, wetting not only her own pants but also Xie Yunyue’s. Their genitals rubbed against each other through the thin fabric of their pants.

Xie Yunyue could no longer hold back, so he moved his hands and quickly stripped Zhou Yue’e naked. He put one arm around her slender waist and the other hand grasped and kneaded her firm breasts, saying, “Sister Yue, let your brother satisfy you.” Zhou

Yue'e's rosy face was full of spring-like bliss, her rosy lips slightly upturned, and her delicate nose exhaled fragrant breath. Her pear-shaped, perky breasts, with pink nipples the size of lotus seeds, stood erect on bright red areolas, contrasting beautifully with her snow-white, delicate skin. The two colors complemented each other perfectly, creating a dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful sight.

Xie Yunyue casually pulled down his pajama bottoms and underwear, revealing his already aroused and erect member, and then pulled her soft, jade-like hand to hold it: "Yue'e, quickly rub it for me, look, my little brother is about to explode." Xie

Yunyue's other hand reached unceremoniously into Zhou Yue'e's crotch, touching her plump vulva. The mound was just the right amount of soft, fine flesh. He then moved his hand down to the vulva's opening, finding it already wet. After kneading her clitoris for a while, a gush of fluid flowed out. Zhou Yue'e's vulva, long deprived of lubrication, felt an unbearable tingling sensation from Xie Yunyue's touch. His fingers kneaded her clitoris, stroked her labia, and probed her vagina—the most sensitive area of a woman's body—causing her to feel as if she were being electrocuted. A mixture of tingling, numbness, soreness, and itching washed over her, a wonderful sensation she couldn't describe. Even her hand, holding Xie Yunyue's large member, trembled.

Xie Yunyue picked Zhou Yue'e up and placed her on the bed. Like a thirsty child, he grasped her breasts, finding them soft and elastic, his palm kneading and rubbing them. He pinched her nipples with his fingers, one on each side. Zhou Yue'e felt as if her nerve endings were being electrocuted, her whole body tingling with a pleasurable itch. The harder Xie Yunyue pinched, the more pleasurable she felt. She seemed to have entered a state of ecstasy

, moaning softly, "Oh...oh...good brother...it's so itchy...oh...you...you really know how to do it..." Xie Yunyue worked even harder, making her nipples look like two large grapes. Zhou Yue'e was teased until she was panting and burning with desire. Her vulva was unbearably itchy, and she could no longer hold back. So she moaned, "Ugh...good brother...ah...don't...don't touch...my breasts anymore...my lower part is so...so uncomfortable...um...oh..."

Hearing Zhou Yue'e's wanton voice, like a female cat in heat, Xie Yunyue thought to himself, "I never thought Yue'e was so slutty." He lowered his head and used both hands to spread Zhou Yue'e's legs to examine her closely. Before him, amidst a patch of dark pubic hair, was a glistening, wet slit, and a bright red peach-like vulva stood erect, trembling and bouncing. Her two plump labia opened and closed repeatedly, surrounded by glossy black pubic hair, glistening with her own juices.

Seeing Zhou Yue'e's shy and alluring appearance, Xie Yunyue couldn't resist pressing her down beneath him. Zhou Yue'e struggled weakly for a few moments, giving him a flirtatious glare. Xie Yunyue's heart stirred at her alluring appearance, and his penis hardened, pressing against her lower abdomen. Zhou Yue'e's breathing quickened, her hips swayed frequently, her eyes gleaming with a seductive light, her lips burning, her vulva opening automatically, overflowing with desire. She breathed softly and said seductively, "Then let Yue'e's little hole taste your good brother's big treasure." "As Zhou Yue'e spoke, she grasped Xie Yunyue's large penis with one hand, moved it closer to her vulva, parted her labia with the other, and then thrust her hips forward with a "plop" sound, and his large penis finally entered Zhou Yue'e's vagina.

"Ah..." Both of them couldn't help but cry out. Xie Yunyue felt as if his penis was soaking in a hot spring, surrounded by hot, soft, and wet tender flesh.

"Ah...so good...Yue-mei's pussy is so good..." Xie Yunyue cried out in pleasure.

“Good brother…your baby is so big again…it feels so good…fuck me harder…mmm…” Zhou Yue’e responded to Xie Yunyue, but he had already kissed her mouth.

Xie Yunyue passionately kissed Zhou Yue’e’s fragrant lips, and Zhou Yue’e also tightly hugged his head, her delicate tongue skillfully moving in a passionate kiss with him. Zhou Yue’e’s legs were tightly wrapped around Xie Yunyue’s waist, her jade buttocks swaying, and this movement made his penis penetrate even deeper, the glans already reaching her cervix. Xie Yunyue took the opportunity to attack again and again, using his unique skills, fierce, ruthless, and fast, continuously thrusting in and out, causing her juices to overflow, and the sound of flesh slapping against flesh to be incessant.

Soon, Zhou Yue'e cried out joyfully, "Oh...you rascal...good brother...you're so...good at it...I...I'm so happy...Brother Yun...a brother who knows how to fuck...it's so good...oh...good brother...you're so amazing...you've made Yue'e so intoxicated...so beautiful...so beautiful...oh...Yue'e is going to fly...oh..."

At the same time, Zhou Yue'e twisted her waist and thrust her chest forward, especially her round, jade-like buttocks, swaying left and right, up and down, gracefully yielding to pleasure. Xie Yunyue gave it his all with boundless energy and skill. Zhou Yue'e, with her delicate and alluring figure, thrust her hips forward, wishing she could stuff her lover's treasure into her vagina. Her juices flowed incessantly, and her little mouth kept moaning: "Oh... Brother Yun... you... are doing it to Yue'e... so comfortable... oh... you're killing Yue'e... Brother Yun... um... oh... uh... I love you... Yue'e wants to let you do it for a lifetime... and never be separated from you..." Zhou Yue'e arched her back and swayed her hips to meet Xie Yunyue's thrusts, her eyes were like silk, and she uttered incoherent moans and groans, saying things that were not even her own.
“Oh… um… oh… you… are doing it so well… so wonderful… oh my god… so beautiful… Yue’e is so happy… harder… yes, harder… oh… oh… so good… good brother… Yue’e is so happy from your fucking… fuck harder… fuck Yue’e…’s little hole… rip it apart… oh…”

Zhou Yue’e’s labia were swallowing and spitting out, trying her best to meet Xie Yunyue’s big treasure’s thrusts. Her jade hands kept rubbing Xie Yunyue’s chest and back. This was another kind of stimulation, which made Xie Yunyue thrust harder, faster and harder. He also groaned and said, “Yue’e… I… I want to fuck you to death…”

“Oh… yes… fuck… fuck to death… slutty Yue’e… ah… I’m dying… oh…” Zhou Yue’e suddenly screamed and reached her climax.

Xie Yunyue felt Zhou Yue'e's uterus clenching and biting his glans. Suddenly, it contracted forcefully, and a stream of hot, foamy fluid rushed towards his glans. He couldn't hold back any longer, forcefully pressing his penis against Zhou Yue'e's cervix. His whole body trembled, his spine went numb, and then he felt a surge of heat flow through his penis, shooting from the urethral opening into the depths of her uterus. Zhou Yue'e almost fainted from the scalding semen Xie Yunyue ejaculated into her. She tightly hugged her lover, who was limp and lying on her body, so that his penis would remain inside her vagina and uterus.

After the climax, Xie Yunyue withdrew his penis and said to Zhou Yue'e, "Sexy Yue'e, is your little hole full?"

Zhou Yue'e raised her head and kissed Xie Yunyue's sweaty forehead, saying, "Big brother, my little hole has never been so full."

"Then how will Yue'e thank me?" Xie Yunyue said, affectionately kneading Zhou Yue'e's firm breasts.

“My dear brother, however you want me to thank you, I will.”

“Really, Yue’e, I haven’t seen your beautiful body in so long, let me take a good look, okay?”

“You’ve already played with me, what’s there to see…” Zhou Yue’e said, lying down so Xie Yunyue could see her clearly: a full figure with beautiful curves. The skin on her chest and between her hips was extremely soft and fair. Her firm breasts rose and fell with her tense breathing.

The two dark red nipples on her breasts were even more beautiful, making him even more intoxicated and mesmerized. Her slender waist and flat abdomen were without a single scar. A patch of dark red pubic hair was faintly visible between her hips, making it even more alluring. The mons pubis between the pubic hair was high and protruding, with a bright red slit splitting it apart, and a trickle of lustful fluid was still overflowing, making it even more captivating.

Seeing this, Xie Yunyue's nerves tightened again. He immediately bent down, like a ravenous bull. He kissed and sucked wildly, his hands busy searching and caressing her breasts, lower abdomen, thighs, and that most alluring area. Under Xie Yunyue's caresses, Zhou Yue'e's slightly reddish-black labia majora were now glistening. Xie Yunyue parted Zhou Yue'e's labia with his hands, revealing a small, barely visible opening, the entrance oozing with alluring lustful fluids. Without hesitation, Xie Yunyue bent down and kissed her clitoris, simultaneously inserting his tongue into the small opening to lick it.

The more intensely Xie Yunyue licked, the more Zhou Yue'e's delicate body trembled. Finally, she pleaded and moaned, "Oh... Brother Yun... I can't take it anymore... Hurry up and put it in... Yue'e... It's so uncomfortable..."

So Xie Yunyue didn't wait any longer. He exhaled deeply, rolled his knees between Zhou Yue'e's legs, spreading them wider. Supporting himself with his hands, he aimed his hot, hard penis at the entrance of her flowing vulva, gently rubbing it in circles for a while. Zhou Yue'e knew her lover's penis had touched her vulva, so she quickly reached out her right hand to grasp it, guiding it. Xie Yunyue's buttocks sank, and the entire head of his penis entered her vulva. At this moment, Zhou Yue'e's charming dimples appeared on her cheeks, and her bright eyes revealed a satisfied smile.

Upon seeing this, Xie Yunyue was overjoyed. He thrust his hips forward, sending his large member all the way to the very core of her flower. He felt incredibly comfortable as his member was gripped inside her vagina, and the head of his penis felt wonderfully held by her cervix

. Reluctant to withdraw, he began to rotate his hips, intensifying the sensation. Sure enough, waves of tingling, intoxicating pleasure emanated from his glans. Zhou Yue'e was further aroused by the rotation, feeling as if she were floating in paradise. She couldn't help but moan and murmur, "Oh...it's so beautiful...I've never felt this...so good before...ah...stop grinding...good brother, give...your sister a good...a good, hard one..."

Xie Yunyue also felt a growing urge to continue, so he lifted his hips and began to thrust forcefully with his waist. After a short while of thrusting, Xie Yunyue hoisted Zhou Yue'e's legs high onto his shoulders, lifted his large penis, and aimed it at her vagina. With a "plop," it was fully inserted again, and with a "thud," it was pulled out. He continued thrusting in and out with a series of "plop" sounds.

In this position, the woman's vulva was wide open and her vaginal opening was raised, allowing his penis to reach the very depths of her vagina with each thrust. The man stood, looking down at the contact between their genitals. Xie Yunyue watched as his penis withdrew, causing Zhou Yue'e's vaginal walls to fold outwards, a beautiful sight. When he inserted it again, he drew those same walls back inside.

This in-and-out, folding and contracting motion was quite fascinating, fueling his lust and increasing his thrusting speed. Having already ejaculated twice, he could now last even longer. With each rapid thrust, the vaginal fluids overflowed from the impact of the large penis, producing delightful "plop," "slap," "plop," "slap" sounds.

Zhou Yue'e was completely lost in ecstasy, moaning loudly, "Good brother... Brother Yun... you're making me feel so good... Good brother... I feel so good... Ah... so beautiful... Oh..."

Zhou Yue'e had entered a state of ecstasy, her arms wrapped around her lover's head, her lips raining kisses on his face, finally kissing his lips, and then thrusting her tongue into his mouth, "Mmm... Mmm... Oh... I'm going to heaven... Brother... thrust harder... Ah... Mmm... I... want to... cum... cum... Oh..."

Xie Yunyue's glans felt incredibly comfortable from the hot vaginal fluids; it was so wonderful. As soon as Zhou Yue'e's vaginal fluids were released, her arms went limp. Xie Yunyue lowered Zhou Yue'e's legs, bent down, and kissed her fragrant lips while exploring her breasts with his right hand.

"Mmm, so soft, so bouncy, so full..." Xie Yunyue caressed Zhou Yue'e's breasts, feeling infinite enjoyment, and couldn't help but sincerely praise them.

After a moment of tender intimacy, Xie Yunyue, seeing that Zhou Yue'e had caught her breath, became restless again. His large member filled Zhou Yue'e's vagina completely, and her cherry lips were sealed tightly by his. Zhou Yue'e also extended her fragrant tongue to receive Xie Yunyue's passionate kiss, contracting her vagina to match the thrusting of Xie Yunyue's large member. Since they had both climaxed twice, this renewed battle was even more intense and fierce. Xie Yunyue thrust faster and harder, and Zhou Yue'e moaned and cried out, feeling both beautiful and comfortable.

Suddenly, Zhou Yue'e cried out loudly, "Ah! Beautiful...so beautiful...Yue'er is going to die of pleasure...Brother Yun...you are so great...give me...so beautiful...fuck me hard...it doesn't matter if you penetrate my vagina...I'm so happy...really...so beautiful...oh...oh..." Like a fierce tigress, she frantically swayed her hips to receive her lover's thrusts, her soul soaring to the heavens, reaching orgasm.

Zhou Yue'e twisted her waist and thrust her chest forward, especially her round, jade-like buttocks, swaying left and right, up and down, gracefully yielding to pleasure. Xie Yunyue gave it his all with boundless energy and skill. Zhou Yue'e, delicate and charming, flirtatious and wanton, thrust her buttocks forward, wishing she could stuff her lover's treasure into her vagina. Her juices flowed incessantly, and her little mouth kept moaning: "Oh... Brother Yun... you... are doing it to Yue'er... so comfortable... oh... you're killing Yue'er... Brother Yun... um... oh... uh... I love you... Yue'er wants to let you do it for a lifetime... never to be separated from you..." Zhou Yue'e thrust her waist and buttocks to meet Xie Yunyue's thrusts, her eyes like silk, her mouth uttering incoherent moans and groans, saying things that were not even what they seemed.
“Oh… um… oh… you… are doing it so well… so wonderful… oh my god… so beautiful… Yue’e is so happy… harder… yes, harder… oh… oh… so good… good brother… Yue’e is so happy from your fucking… fuck harder… fuck Yue’e…’s little hole… rip it apart… oh…”

Zhou Yue’e’s labia were swallowing and spitting out, trying her best to meet Xie Yunyue’s big treasure’s thrusts. Her jade hands kept rubbing Xie Yunyue’s chest and back. This was another kind of stimulation, which made Xie Yunyue thrust harder, faster and harder. He also groaned and said, “Yue’e… I… I want to fuck you to death…”

“Oh… yes… fuck… fuck to death… slutty Yue’e… ah… I’m dying… oh…” Zhou Yue’e suddenly screamed and reached her climax.

Xie Yunyue felt Zhou Yue'e's uterus clenching and biting his glans. Suddenly, it contracted forcefully, and a stream of hot, foamy fluid rushed towards his glans. He couldn't hold back any longer, forcefully pressing his penis against Zhou Yue'e's cervix. His whole body trembled, his spine went numb, and then he felt a surge of heat flow through his penis, shooting from the urethral opening into the depths of her uterus. Zhou Yue'e almost fainted from the scalding semen Xie Yunyue ejaculated into her. She tightly hugged her lover, who was limp and lying on her body, so that his penis would remain inside her vagina and uterus.

After the climax, Xie Yunyue withdrew his penis and said to Zhou Yue'e, "Sexy Yue'e, is your little hole full?"

Zhou Yue'e raised her head and kissed Xie Yunyue's sweaty forehead, saying, "Big brother, my little hole has never been so full."

"Then how will Yue'e thank me?" Xie Yunyue said, affectionately kneading Zhou Yue'e's firm breasts.

“My dear brother, however you want me to thank you, I will.”

“Really, Yue’e, I haven’t seen your beautiful body in so long, let me take a good look, okay?”

“You’ve already played with me, what’s there to see…” Zhou Yue’e said, lying down so Xie Yunyue could see her clearly: a full figure with beautiful curves. The skin on her chest and between her hips was extremely soft and fair. Her firm breasts rose and fell with her tense breathing.

The two dark red nipples on her breasts were even more beautiful, making him even more intoxicated and mesmerized. Her slender waist and flat abdomen were without a single scar. A patch of dark red pubic hair was faintly visible between her hips, making it even more alluring. The mons pubis between the pubic hair was high and protruding, with a bright red slit splitting it apart, and a trickle of lustful fluid was still overflowing, making it even more captivating.

Seeing this, Xie Yunyue's nerves tightened again. He immediately bent down, like a ravenous bull. He kissed and sucked wildly, his hands busy searching and caressing her breasts, lower abdomen, thighs, and that most alluring area. Under Xie Yunyue's caresses, Zhou Yue'e's slightly reddish-black labia majora were now glistening. Xie Yunyue parted Zhou Yue'e's labia with his hands, revealing a small, barely visible opening, the entrance oozing with alluring lustful fluids. Without hesitation, Xie Yunyue bent down and kissed her clitoris, simultaneously inserting his tongue into the small opening to lick it.

The more intensely Xie Yunyue licked, the more Zhou Yue'e's delicate body trembled. Finally, she pleaded and moaned, "Oh... Brother Yun... I can't take it anymore... Hurry up and put it in... Yue'e... It's so uncomfortable..."

So Xie Yunyue didn't wait any longer. He exhaled deeply, rolled his knees between Zhou Yue'e's legs, spreading them wider. Supporting himself with his hands, he aimed his hot, hard penis at the entrance of her flowing vulva, gently rubbing it in circles for a while. Zhou Yue'e knew her lover's penis had touched her vulva, so she quickly reached out her right hand to grasp it, guiding it. Xie Yunyue's buttocks sank, and the entire head of his penis entered her vulva. At this moment, Zhou Yue'e's charming dimples appeared on her cheeks, and her bright eyes revealed a satisfied smile.

Upon seeing this, Xie Yunyue was overjoyed. He thrust his hips forward, sending his large member all the way to the very core of her flower. He felt incredibly comfortable as his member was gripped inside her vagina, and the head of his penis felt wonderfully held by her cervix

. Reluctant to withdraw, he began to rotate his hips, intensifying the sensation. Sure enough, waves of tingling, intoxicating pleasure emanated from his glans. Zhou Yue'e was further aroused by the rotation, feeling as if she were floating in paradise. She couldn't help but moan and murmur, "Oh...it's so beautiful...I've never felt this...so good before...ah...stop grinding...good brother, give...your sister a good...a good, hard one..."

Xie Yunyue also felt a growing urge to continue, so he lifted his hips and began to thrust forcefully with his waist. After a short while of thrusting, Xie Yunyue hoisted Zhou Yue'e's legs high onto his shoulders, lifted his large penis, and aimed it at her vagina. With a "plop," it was fully inserted again, and with a "thud," it was pulled out. He continued thrusting in and out with a series of "plop" sounds.

In this position, the woman's vulva was wide open and her vaginal opening was raised, allowing his penis to reach the very depths of her vagina with each thrust. The man stood, looking down at the contact between their genitals. Xie Yunyue watched as his penis withdrew, causing Zhou Yue'e's vaginal walls to fold outwards, a beautiful sight. When he inserted it again, he drew those same walls back inside.

This in-and-out, folding and contracting motion was quite fascinating, fueling his lust and increasing his thrusting speed. Having already ejaculated twice, he could now last even longer. With each rapid thrust, the vaginal fluids overflowed from the impact of the large penis, producing delightful "plop," "slap," "plop," "slap" sounds.

Zhou Yue'e was completely lost in ecstasy, moaning loudly, "Good brother... Brother Yun... you're making me feel so good... Good brother... I feel so good... Ah... so beautiful... Oh..."

Zhou Yue'e had entered a state of ecstasy, her arms wrapped around her lover's head, her lips raining kisses on his face, finally kissing his lips, and then thrusting her tongue into his mouth, "Mmm... Mmm... Oh... I'm going to heaven... Brother... thrust harder... Ah... Mmm... I... want to... cum... cum... Oh..."

Xie Yunyue's glans felt incredibly comfortable from the hot vaginal fluids; it was so wonderful. As soon as Zhou Yue'e's vaginal fluids were released, her arms went limp. Xie Yunyue lowered Zhou Yue'e's legs, bent down, and kissed her fragrant lips while exploring her breasts with his right hand.

"Mmm, so soft, so bouncy, so full..." Xie Yunyue caressed Zhou Yue'e's breasts, feeling infinite enjoyment, and couldn't help but sincerely praise them.

After a moment of tender intimacy, Xie Yunyue, seeing that Zhou Yue'e had caught her breath, became restless again. His large member filled Zhou Yue'e's vagina completely, and her cherry lips were sealed tightly by his. Zhou Yue'e also extended her fragrant tongue to receive Xie Yunyue's passionate kiss, contracting her vagina to match the thrusting of Xie Yunyue's large member. Since they had both climaxed twice, this renewed battle was even more intense and fierce. Xie Yunyue thrust faster and harder, and Zhou Yue'e moaned and cried out, feeling both beautiful and comfortable.

Suddenly, Zhou Yue'e cried out loudly, "Ah! Beautiful...so beautiful...Yue'er is going to die of pleasure...Brother Yun...you are so great...give me...so beautiful...fuck me hard...it doesn't matter if you penetrate my vagina...I'm so happy...really...so beautiful...oh...oh..." Like a fierce tigress, she frantically swayed her hips to receive her lover's thrusts, her soul soaring to the heavens, reaching orgasm.

Zhou Yue'e twisted her waist and thrust her chest forward, especially her round, jade-like buttocks, swaying left and right, up and down, gracefully yielding to pleasure. Xie Yunyue gave it his all with boundless energy and skill. Zhou Yue'e, delicate and charming, flirtatious and wanton, thrust her buttocks forward, wishing she could stuff her lover's treasure into her vagina. Her juices flowed incessantly, and her little mouth kept moaning: "Oh... Brother Yun... you... are doing it to Yue'er... so comfortable... oh... you're killing Yue'er... Brother Yun... um... oh... uh... I love you... Yue'er wants to let you do it for a lifetime... never to be separated from you..." Zhou Yue'e thrust her waist and buttocks to meet Xie Yunyue's thrusts, her eyes like silk, her mouth uttering incoherent moans and groans, saying things that were not even what they seemed.
“Oh… um… oh… you… are doing it so well… so wonderful… oh my god… so beautiful… Yue’e is so happy… harder… yes, harder… oh… oh… so good… good brother… Yue’e is so happy from your fucking… fuck harder… fuck Yue’e…’s little hole… rip it apart… oh…”

Zhou Yue’e’s labia were swallowing and spitting out, trying her best to meet Xie Yunyue’s big treasure’s thrusts. Her jade hands kept rubbing Xie Yunyue’s chest and back. This was another kind of stimulation, which made Xie Yunyue thrust harder, faster and harder. He also groaned and said, “Yue’e… I… I want to fuck you to death…”

“Oh… yes… fuck… fuck to death… slutty Yue’e… ah… I’m dying… oh…” Zhou Yue’e suddenly screamed and reached her climax.

Xie Yunyue felt Zhou Yue'e's uterus clenching and biting his glans. Suddenly, it contracted forcefully, and a stream of hot, foamy fluid rushed towards his glans. He couldn't hold back any longer, forcefully pressing his penis against Zhou Yue'e's cervix. His whole body trembled, his spine went numb, and then he felt a surge of heat flow through his penis, shooting from the urethral opening into the depths of her uterus. Zhou Yue'e almost fainted from the scalding semen Xie Yunyue ejaculated into her. She tightly hugged her lover, who was limp and lying on her body, so that his penis would remain inside her vagina and uterus.

After the climax, Xie Yunyue withdrew his penis and said to Zhou Yue'e, "Sexy Yue'e, is your little hole full?"

Zhou Yue'e raised her head and kissed Xie Yunyue's sweaty forehead, saying, "Big brother, my little hole has never been so full."

"Then how will Yue'e thank me?" Xie Yunyue said, affectionately kneading Zhou Yue'e's firm breasts.

“My dear brother, however you want me to thank you, I will.”

“Really, Yue’e, I haven’t seen your beautiful body in so long, let me take a good look, okay?”

“You’ve already played with me, what’s there to see…” Zhou Yue’e said, lying down so Xie Yunyue could see her clearly: a full figure with beautiful curves. The skin on her chest and between her hips was extremely soft and fair. Her firm breasts rose and fell with her tense breathing.

The two dark red nipples on her breasts were even more beautiful, making him even more intoxicated and mesmerized. Her slender waist and flat abdomen were without a single scar. A patch of dark red pubic hair was faintly visible between her hips, making it even more alluring. The mons pubis between the pubic hair was high and protruding, with a bright red slit splitting it apart, and a trickle of lustful fluid was still overflowing, making it even more captivating.

Seeing this, Xie Yunyue's nerves tightened again. He immediately bent down, like a ravenous bull. He kissed and sucked wildly, his hands busy searching and caressing her breasts, lower abdomen, thighs, and that most alluring area. Under Xie Yunyue's caresses, Zhou Yue'e's slightly reddish-black labia majora were now glistening. Xie Yunyue parted Zhou Yue'e's labia with his hands, revealing a small, barely visible opening, the entrance oozing with alluring lustful fluids. Without hesitation, Xie Yunyue bent down and kissed her clitoris, simultaneously inserting his tongue into the small opening to lick it.

The more intensely Xie Yunyue licked, the more Zhou Yue'e's delicate body trembled. Finally, she pleaded and moaned, "Oh... Brother Yun... I can't take it anymore... Hurry up and put it in... Yue'e... It's so uncomfortable..."

So Xie Yunyue didn't wait any longer. He exhaled deeply, rolled his knees between Zhou Yue'e's legs, spreading them wider. Supporting himself with his hands, he aimed his hot, hard penis at the entrance of her flowing vulva, gently rubbing it in circles for a while. Zhou Yue'e knew her lover's penis had touched her vulva, so she quickly reached out her right hand to grasp it, guiding it. Xie Yunyue's buttocks sank, and the entire head of his penis entered her vulva. At this moment, Zhou Yue'e's charming dimples appeared on her cheeks, and her bright eyes revealed a satisfied smile.

Upon seeing this, Xie Yunyue was overjoyed. He thrust his hips forward, sending his large member all the way to the very core of her flower. He felt incredibly comfortable as his member was gripped inside her vagina, and the head of his penis felt wonderfully held by her cervix

. Reluctant to withdraw, he began to rotate his hips, intensifying the sensation. Sure enough, waves of tingling, intoxicating pleasure emanated from his glans. Zhou Yue'e was further aroused by the rotation, feeling as if she were floating in paradise. She couldn't help but moan and murmur, "Oh...it's so beautiful...I've never felt this...so good before...ah...stop grinding...good brother, give...your sister a good...a good, hard one..."

Xie Yunyue also felt a growing urge to continue, so he lifted his hips and began to thrust forcefully with his waist. After a short while of thrusting, Xie Yunyue hoisted Zhou Yue'e's legs high onto his shoulders, lifted his large penis, and aimed it at her vagina. With a "plop," it was fully inserted again, and with a "thud," it was pulled out. He continued thrusting in and out with a series of "plop" sounds.

In this position, the woman's vulva was wide open and her vaginal opening was raised, allowing his penis to reach the very depths of her vagina with each thrust. The man stood, looking down at the contact between their genitals. Xie Yunyue watched as his penis withdrew, causing Zhou Yue'e's vaginal walls to fold outwards, a beautiful sight. When he inserted it again, he drew those same walls back inside.

This in-and-out, folding and contracting motion was quite fascinating, fueling his lust and increasing his thrusting speed. Having already ejaculated twice, he could now last even longer. With each rapid thrust, the vaginal fluids overflowed from the impact of the large penis, producing delightful "plop," "slap," "plop," "slap" sounds.

Zhou Yue'e was completely lost in ecstasy, moaning loudly, "Good brother... Brother Yun... you're making me feel so good... Good brother... I feel so good... Ah... so beautiful... Oh..."

Zhou Yue'e had entered a state of ecstasy, her arms wrapped around her lover's head, her lips raining kisses on his face, finally kissing his lips, and then thrusting her tongue into his mouth, "Mmm... Mmm... Oh... I'm going to heaven... Brother... thrust harder... Ah... Mmm... I... want to... cum... cum... Oh..."

Xie Yunyue's glans felt incredibly comfortable from the hot vaginal fluids; it was so wonderful. As soon as Zhou Yue'e's vaginal fluids were released, her arms went limp. Xie Yunyue lowered Zhou Yue'e's legs, bent down, and kissed her fragrant lips while exploring her breasts with his right hand.

"Mmm, so soft, so bouncy, so full..." Xie Yunyue caressed Zhou Yue'e's breasts, feeling infinite enjoyment, and couldn't help but sincerely praise them.

After a moment of tender intimacy, Xie Yunyue, seeing that Zhou Yue'e had caught her breath, became restless again. His large member filled Zhou Yue'e's vagina completely, and her cherry lips were sealed tightly by his. Zhou Yue'e also extended her fragrant tongue to receive Xie Yunyue's passionate kiss, contracting her vagina to match the thrusting of Xie Yunyue's large member. Since they had both climaxed twice, this renewed battle was even more intense and fierce. Xie Yunyue thrust faster and harder, and Zhou Yue'e moaned and cried out, feeling both beautiful and comfortable.

Suddenly, Zhou Yue'e cried out loudly, "Ah! Beautiful...so beautiful...Yue'er is going to die of pleasure...Brother Yun...you are so great...give me...so beautiful...fuck me hard...it doesn't matter if you penetrate my vagina...I'm so happy...really...so beautiful...oh...oh..." Like a fierce tigress, she frantically swayed her hips to receive her lover's thrusts, her soul soaring to the heavens, reaching orgasm.

Xie Yunyue, like a hungry wolf seizing its prey, thrust in and out with all his might. At that moment, Zhou Yue'e trembled, and a gush of hot vaginal fluid spurted out again. It was so beautiful! Xie Yunyue's glans was sprayed with the fluid, and a tingling sensation rose on his skin. His lower abdomen tightened, and a surge of hot semen from his dantian shot into Zhou Yue'e's uterus like a fountain.
"Ah...it's so beautiful...brother...I..."

"Ah...ah...sister Yue...I'm so happy too...ah..."

They embraced quietly, savoring the fleeting pleasure after ejaculation.

Xie Yunyue and Zhao Lianzhu's lovemaking was a different story altogether. He held her slender waist with one hand, and with the other, he reached into her bodice, grasping and kneading her full breasts. Then, he pulled her soft, delicate hand to his already erect and aroused member, revealing it: "Come on, Zhu-mei, give your brother a massage..." His other hand unceremoniously lifted her skirt and slipped inside her underpants, touching her plump vulva—the perfect amount of soft, fine grass. He then moved his hand down to her already wet vulva, first kneading her clitoris for a while, and a gush of fluid flowed out.

Zhao Lianzhu's vulva, long deprived of lubrication, felt unbearably numb and tingling from her lover's touch. His fingers kneaded her clitoris and stimulated her vagina and clitoris. This was the most sensitive area on a woman's body, sending shivers down her spine as if she were being electrocuted. A wonderful sensation of tingling, numbness, soreness, and itching—a perfect blend of all five flavors—was indescribable, and even her hand holding her lover's member trembled.

Zhao Lianzhu's breasts were enormous and full. Her entire body was snow-white, her skin soft and smooth. Her large nipples had many small pores. Xie Yunyue touched her breasts; they were incredibly elastic. He suckled on one of her nipples, consuming a mouthful of sweet milk, which he then swallowed. His hand slid down to her lower abdomen, which was perfectly flat. Looking at her vulva, he saw a moderate amount of soft, fine pubic hair. Her labia majora were thick, and her bright red clitoris, about the size of a peanut, protruded outwards. Her labia minora and vaginal walls were still red and tight, like a young girl's.

Xie Yunyue, burning with lust, could hardly bear to look. His large penis, like an angry horse, stood erect, exuding an aura of invincibility. The red glans was about the size of a child's fist, with prominent veins. Zhao Lianzhu's cheeks flushed red, her eyes became languid, her lips trembled, and she licked her own fragrant lips.

Seeing the expression on Zhao Lianzhu's face, Xie Yunyue was already aroused to the point of near collapse. Hearing her coquettish cries of both welcome and rejection, he found it truly unbearable. He could no longer bother to flirt with her and frantically pressed himself onto her voluptuous body. Holding his large member, he first rubbed it against the outside of her labia, and then kissed her bright red lips tightly.

"Oh... Brother Yun... I..." Zhao Lianzhu wrapped her arms around Xie Yunyue's broad back, then rubbed her plump breasts tightly against her lover's chest. Her pink legs were raised high to the sides, ready for her lover's attack. Her seductive eyes were half-open, her fragrant tongue inserted into her lover's mouth, and they kissed and licked each other, whispering sweet nothings: "Brother Yun... I can't take it anymore... You... kill me..." After

playing with her labia for a while, Xie Yunyue felt her lustful fluids flowing more and more, and his glans was completely wet. He knew it was time to proceed, so he thrust his hips forward, and with a "whoosh," his glans and penis were more than three inches in.

"Ouch..." followed by a soft cry: "It hurts so much... Brother Yun... Your treasure is too big... I can't take it..." While she was moaning "I can't take it," she was also thrusting her plump buttocks upward, wanting to swallow her lover's entire treasure into her little hole to feel full and satisfied. However, she felt that her little hole was filled up and swollen by the big glans, which was painful, sore, numb and itchy, making her even more tense.

Xie Yunyue changed to a rotating motion, slowly twisting his hips to loosen her vagina a little before thrusting deeper: "Zhu Mei, does it still hurt?"

"Mmm... a little... Brother Yun... please be gentle with my small vagina... please don't be too rough... be gentle... please... okay... brother..."

"Good girl, brother will be gentle with you, little darling, brother doesn't want to hurt you. How about this, you tell me to thrust and I'll thrust, you tell me to stop and I'll stop, I'll do whatever you say, okay?"

"Okay... my dear Brother Yun... you're so kind to me... first suck my nipples... my breasts are so swollen... my lower body is so itchy... I want brother's big treasure... to go in a little more..." So Xie Yunyue lowered his head and sucked on her big nipples, then thrust his hips forward again, his big treasure going in more than three inches.

"Ah... my good man... stop for a moment... you're going to fuck me to death..." Zhao Lianzhu spread her pink legs as wide as possible and raised them high, waiting for her lover's big treasure to sprint in. So Xie Yunyue lifted his hips and thrust downwards with force, his large glans reaching all the way into her uterus.

"Ah... Brother Yun... it hurts so much..." Zhao Lianzhu felt an indescribable tingling, numbness, soreness, and itchiness coursing through every cell of her body.

"Brother Yun... you're really killing me..." Zhao Lianzhu's lewd expression and wanton cries stimulated Xie Yunyue's primal wildness, his lust intensified, and his penis swelled. He no longer cared about being gentle and considerate, pressing tightly against her full body. One hand held her fragrant shoulder, the other kneaded her breasts, and his large penis thrust faster and faster, harder and harder, into her opening and closing vagina, making her pant heavily, her eyes glazed over, and her whole body trembling.

At this moment, her blood boiled, and a surge of climax rushed to her heart: "Ah... Brother Yun... I feel so good... I... am going to... come... oh..."

Zhao Lianzhu was being fucked by her lover's big treasure until her eyes were sleepy with desire, feeling like she was dying of pleasure. The lustful water in her vagina gushed out, and her flower bud opened and closed fiercely, sucking on the glans. Xie Yunyue continued to work hard, feeling the tender flesh of his wife's plump vagina tightly wrapping his big treasure, and the cervix sucking fiercely on the big glans. It was indescribable, and the pleasure was in his heart. She was a natural beauty.
"Brother Yun... I feel so... good... so beautiful... so beautiful... I... am... going to... come... again..." Before she could finish her words, her whole body trembled, and she came again.

Xie Yunyue was also nearing his climax, galloping wildly across the grassland like a wild horse. He gripped Zhao Lianzhu's plump, white buttocks tightly, lifting them against his lower body, thrusting with all his might. His large glans rained down on her clitoris.

"Sister Zhu...hold on tight...brother's going to...cum...cum..." Zhao Lianzhu was also in a state of blissful ecstasy, entering a paradise. Her arms and legs clung tightly to her lover, her hips swaying wildly, her vulva arched high to receive his fierce thrusts.

"Oh...good man...I'm so beautiful...so comfortable...so pleasurable...I...I'm going to...go to heaven...I'm going to...cum...oh..."

Zhao Lianzhu, brought to the peak of her climax by her lover's vigorous thrusting, trembled uncontrollably, panting heavily. Her lower abdomen contracted, her uterus opening and closing, sucking fiercely at his large glans, and a gush of semen spurted out. Xie Yunyue also reached the peak of excitement, his whole body tingling, his glans tingling with a numbness, and a stream of semen shot out, all of it entering her uterus.

"Ah...good sister...brother...I've given it to you..."

As the scalding hot semen shot into Zhao Lianzhu, a wave of tingling numbness washed over her, and she cried out, "Ah... Brother Yun... so comfortable..." Two streams of vaginal fluid and semen surged and churned within her vagina.

After ejaculating, Xie Yunyue didn't rush to pull out his large member, leaving it soaking inside Zhao Lianzhu's vagina. He gently caressed her full body, from her breasts, lower abdomen, buttocks, pubic hair, vulva, and external genitalia, then kissed her cherry lips, his hands stroking her hair and rosy cheeks. He gently asked, "Good sister, is it comfortable?"

Zhao Lianzhu felt that Xie Yunyue's thick, long, and large member had brought her to a state of bliss, and his tender caresses afterward filled her with a deep, satisfying love. She tightly embraced her lover, kissing and cuddling him, "Brother... I feel so comfortable... Brother... are you comfortable...?"

"Good sister, I feel so comfortable too, so good." The two kissed and caressed each other, their desire rising again, and they began their second round of lovemaking. The battle raged fiercely, with men and horses falling, employing a variety of tactics, for over an hour before the three finally succumbed to their rage and fell asleep contentedly in each other's arms.

That day, a handsome young man arrived in Chengde Prefecture. He entered a restaurant on a main street, ordered some food and wine, and drank alone. The sky had cleared, but only a halo of sunlight was visible, shrouded in mist, radiating a faint warmth; the air remained unusually cold, even more so than during a snowfall. The world was white, the ground frozen solid, and mules and horses pulled carts across it, the only sound the clanging of metal.

This restaurant was the renowned Changxingji in Chengde Prefecture, famous not only for its excellent dishes but also for its exceptionally fragrant and strong-smelling bamboo leaf green wine. Customers flocked to it like eagles, and even in this freezing weather, it was about 80% full. Suddenly, the heavy curtain was lifted, and five people entered like the wind, sitting down next to the handsome young man who had arrived first. The five men, each with weapons tucked into their shoulders, were quite conspicuous. At first, they remained silent, heads bowed, drinking their wine. But later, emboldened by the alcohol, they gradually opened up.

Fu and the other man said in low voices, "Brother Chen, our trip to the Potala Temple is likely fraught with peril. Jin Yipeng, the Divine Swordsman of Diancang, hasn't arrived yet. Lacking our strongest ally, we fear we'll face many calamities."

Another man said, "Brother Wang, you're being too pessimistic. Although the lamas of the Potala Temple are all highly skilled in martial arts, if we act cautiously and covertly, we might still be able to rescue Lord Cai..."

The handsome young man sitting next to him, upon hearing the name Lord Cai, couldn't help but have his eyes light up. He thought to himself, "Could Lord Cai be the Savage Lord Ji Fu? Why was he captured by the lamas of the Potala Temple?" He leaned closer to listen, glancing briefly at the speaker.

The man said, “There are more than three hundred lamas in Potala Monastery, but apart from the five chief lamas in yellow robes, the rest are all mediocre in martial arts. That being said, the disparity in numbers is too great, and as Brother Wang said, the future is uncertain.” As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, and he took a sip of wine.

At this moment, another person said, "We are not incompetent either. Although there are many dangers, we must be bold and go. To be honest, Jin Yipeng, the Taoist priest of Diancang Divine Sword, is a really good helper. He has only been practicing for half a year, but he has already killed eighteen experts from Minjiang with his sword. His swordsmanship has reached a level of perfection. He is a man of his word, so why hasn't he come yet?" As he spoke, he suddenly exclaimed, "Look, isn't this him?"

The handsome young man looked outside in the direction of the voice and saw a Taoist priest with a face as bright as the moon, a short beard with three thorns, who looked to be less than three years old. After lifting the door, he glanced around and found that there were five people sitting there. He then walked over with a smile, greeted them, and sat down. The handsome young man was Xie Yunyue. He had traveled from the northern pastures to Yanshan, taking two days to reach Chengde. The main peak of Yanshan, Wuling Mountain, was only a little over a hundred miles from Chengde. He was drowning his sorrows in wine and was hesitant about how to phrase his words when he went to see the nun of Yanshan. If Ni Wanlan was heartbroken and turned her love into hatred, it would be another awkward situation. He had never wanted to get involved in this vortex and had tried his best to avoid it, but the reality was quite different. It had happened to him. Just as he was feeling hesitant and in a dilemma, he suddenly heard the five people talking. His chaotic thoughts temporarily disappeared, and he secretly listened to what they were talking about. The lord of the Wild Man Mountain, Cai Fu, had been imprisoned by the Potala Palace.

Upon seeing the two longswords on Jin Yipeng's shoulders, he was slightly startled. The scabbards were as thin as paper, gleaming white with a faint blue sheen. With such thin scabbard tips, the blades must be as thin as cicada wings. It was clear at a glance that these two swords were forged from the finest Burmese iron, incredibly sharp, requiring immense internal strength to pierce their tips. However, Jin Yipeng smiled and said, "I was slightly delayed on the way because I had to meddle in some trivial matter, and I apologize for keeping you all waiting."

The man surnamed Chen replied, "Not at all! We were just worrying about the leader of the group when Master Jin arrived. Now, please give us your orders."

Jin Yipeng quickly and humbly said, "I have only been practicing for half a year and my experience is still limited. How could I dare to accept such a position? This is a matter for your esteemed sect; how could an outsider interfere? I am merely a novice. I have long admired the wisdom of Chen Baicheng..." "In my humble opinion, the reputation of your exceptional talent is still bestowed upon Teacher Chen. I will

follow your lead without question." Chen Baicheng smiled and said, "Teacher Jin is indeed from a distinguished family, a true gentleman, and a man of great humility. No wonder Teacher Jin has become so famous so soon after his debut. In that case, I would be presumptuous. It is too early to discuss this now. How about we make further plans tonight?" They spoke in hushed tones, their voices drowned out by the laughter and chatter in the restaurant, leaving no trace of suspicion. Only Xie Yunyue listened intently, every word audible.

Then, the wise fox Chen Baicheng said, "Because Lord Cai is trapped in the Potala Palace, and his efforts are insufficient, we have no choice but to rely on General Jin. I have long admired the unparalleled swordsmanship of Diancang, known as the best in the world, which is perfect for countering the 'Seven Forms of Flowing Clouds' of the chief master Huketu. Back then, the six heroes from outside the Great Wall, for some unknown reason, had a grudge against the Potala Temple and joined forces to attack Master Huketu. Huketu's swordsmanship was light and agile, and his sword energy flowed freely. He took down the six heroes in less than three moves. The six heroes from outside the Great Wall were all killed by Huketu's 'Lightning Flash,' which pierced their left chests at the same time, and they died with blood gushing out. Huketu's name became famous throughout the north and he was a household name. After that, there were still people who came to Huketu to test their skills, but they were all defeated by the 'Seven Forms of Flowing Clouds.' Therefore, after thinking it over, I found that apart from your sect's 'Ten Thousand Flowers Winning Brocade' swordsmanship, there is no other way to counter his 'Seven Forms of Flowing Clouds.' That is why I dared to ask Master Jin for help." Xie Yunyue snorted inwardly, feeling that Chen Baicheng's claim that Diancang Swordplay was the best in the world was an exaggeration, and he couldn't help but feel indignant.
The young swordsman Jin Yipeng, flattered by Chen Baicheng, immediately showed his arrogance. He coughed, a smug smile appearing on his lips, and slowly said, "Teacher Chen, I am truly ashamed. Thirty years ago, our sect's swordplay was undoubtedly number one. However, now there are many skilled swordsmen in the martial world who are showing a tendency to surpass our sect. Last year, a rising star named Xie appeared in Jiangnan, and my senior brother Shi Yuanliang was defeated by him. This Xie..." "I promise to come and pay my respects within five years. My sect leader, mindful of the gradual decline of our sect's swordsmanship, has devoted himself to mastering a sword technique called 'Myriad Flowers Winning Brocade.' Upon hearing my senior brother Shi Yuanliang's report, he has selected fifteen disciples with exceptional talent and aptitude to intensively teach this technique. This 'Myriad Flowers Winning Brocade' sword technique possesses boundless mysteries; only those with superior aptitude can master it. I, though unworthy, am fortunate to have been chosen to learn this superior sword technique, haha…" He spoke with unbridled pride.

Xie Yunyue, ever competitive, pondered, "Can this 'Myriad Flowers Winning Brocade' sword technique be more profound and wondrous than the 'Seven Stars of Mysterious Heaven' sword technique? Perhaps not. I'll follow him closely and see what's so special about this 'Seven Forms of Flowing Clouds' compared to 'Myriad Flowers Winning Brocade'?" Suddenly recalling Master Mingliang's words, "Those who are overloaded will sink their boats, and those who are eager to win will injure themselves," Xie Yunyue broke out in a cold sweat. He thought to himself, "I have received more than ten years of earnest teachings from my master. I am a learned and sensible person. Why can't I be calm and forgiving, forgive the wicked and understand the truth? I am jealous of the martial arts world because of my own personal grudges, relying on my strength and being competitive. This has cultivated a stubborn and arrogant personality, filled with anger, desire, and resentment. I fear that I will have nowhere to live in the future. As the ancients said, 'Nothing is better for cultivating the mind than reducing desires.' What do their affairs have to do with me?" Thinking this, he calmed down. The six people sitting next to him were talking about unrelated things. He sipped his drink leisurely.

After a while, Xie Yunyue suddenly had a thought flash through his mind. He thought, "My master's letter admonished me, 'It is better to resolve enmity than to create it.' The meaning is very profound. Why am I being so foolish? They will surely face danger on their journey. Why not take this opportunity to help them and rescue the Wild Man Mountain Lord Cai Fu, thus resolving our past grievances? Wouldn't that be better?" Once he made up his mind, he glanced at the people sitting next to him and saw the six of them toasting and laughing.

At this moment, a man suddenly stood up from a seat in the corner. He was wearing a hat that covered his forehead, was tall and imposing, and dressed in a light yellow robe. He wiped his face behind Chen Baicheng, the wise fox, with his right hand, then quickly put it down and coughed. The cough sounded like a bell, and a loud murmur filled the hall. The divine swordsman Jin Yipeng and the others were suddenly stunned, all stopping their drinks and turning to stare at the man. They saw that the man's movements were as fluid as flowing water. In the blink of an eye, he lifted the curtain and stepped outside. Clearly, the man was a master of both internal and external cultivation.

Xie Yunyue noticed that the man's expression was strange. As he brushed past Chen Baicheng, although he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his face caused by the heat of the wine, when he put it down, he felt the man flick two fingers to the right with lightning speed. Before stepping outside again, there was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, as if containing endless killing intent, but there was nothing suspicious about it. He frowned slightly, as if he had just realized something. His bright eyes flashed, and he took out a silver ingot, placed it on the table, and hurriedly stood up and walked outside.

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