The loyal and heroic woman sacrificed her life.

Author: xiaozhuzhu
Published: September 4, 2016 Forum
First Published: Yes Her
charming almond-shaped eyes were wide open in terror. Her bloodless lips were stained with the filth of a monk.
Ruomei, once a beauty of unparalleled allure, now lay sprawled on the blood-soaked table of the teahouse. Her face and body were covered in white semen
and breast milk. The headless corpse lying naked on the floor still had its enormous penis erect, stained with Ruomei's blood. Her long,
slender legs, rubbed raw, were spread open, revealing her gaping genitals and anus. Blood from the two
openings had already congealed on the table. Her large breasts were already cold, the nipples still hard and erect, milk flowing down onto the table, 　　mingling
with the blood . 　　Although she had been dead for some time and her corpse had been repeatedly raped by eight monks, Ruomei's curvaceous and 　　shapely body lay flat on the table, smeared with men's semen and women's milk. Her nipples were swollen 　　and purple from being sucked, and there were scratch marks on her legs. Her long hair was disheveled, and her clothes were torn, leaving her almost naked. Yet, she still exuded allure and 　　charm. 　　Bai Mufeng lightly stepped over the three corpses on the ground and walked closer to look at Ruomei's cold and naked body. 　　He shook his head and sighed, lost in memories. 　　Ruomei was originally a girl from a poor family. Her father was a gambler and sold his beautiful daughter, Ruomei, 　　into a brothel to pay off his debts. From then on, the lonely and helpless Ruomei lost her freedom. Under the strict demands of the brothel madam, the naturally 　　beautiful Ruomei had to learn music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing, and poetry from a young age. 　　At the tender age of 15, after her first menstruation, she was packaged as the top courtesan of the Yihong Courtyard. 　　Because of her beautiful features—willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, doe-like pupils, lips like cinnabar, and teeth like broken jade—her stunningly beautiful face and 　　tall, perfect figure attracted countless wealthy young men from Fancheng who vied to pursue her with lavish gifts. 　　However, Ruomei refused to even meet these ordinary men, and wouldn't even bother 　　to read the love poems written by impoverished scholars. 　　On the Mid-Autumn Festival night, Ruomei sat alone in her chamber. On this day of family reunion, Ruomei had no relatives or 　　guests. After bathing, she sat idly under the moon, wearing a light gauze dress. The soft moonlight shone through the dress, casting 　　the full lines of her high, full breasts and her slender waist, her graceful silhouette, onto the wall. Suddenly, a dark figure leaped across 　　the walls, and just as it passed Ruomei's window, it stumbled and fell straight into her room. Ruomei was startled. 　　A handsome young man in white robes stood before her, two arrows wounded in his shoulder. The arrow fletching revealed them to be from the Mongol Tartars, 　　indicating he was a young hero being pursued there by them. 　　Without hesitation, Ruomei helped the young man to bed, opened her medicine box, and applied wound medicine. 　　The young man was covered in sweat and feverish, muttering, "Junior Sister Wanyan Ying, hurry, hurry." 　　Ruomei didn't know what he was muttering, but thinking of the heroes in the folk tales who fought against the Mongols, she was deeply moved 　　. She locked the door for several days, refusing to receive any guests, and devoted herself to caring for the mysterious young man. 　　Several days later, the young man awoke, claiming to be Bai Mufeng, a disciple of the Tang Clan. He said the Mongol invasion had destroyed his homeland, and he was returning to find 　　his childhood sweetheart, Wanyan Ying, whom he had studied under when he was a disciple of the legendary camel-riding master Wang Lejiang in the desert. 　　They discovered that Wang Lejiang's head was impaled on a spear, his junior sister Wanyan Ying was missing, and Wang Lejiang's two twin 　　daughters, Wang Danxia and Wang Qingsi, were naked with their hands and feet spread wide apart and bound in front of the inn in the desert. 　　More than a dozen arrows were driven into their breasts, and their genitals were stuffed with arrowheads, with only a tiny bit of fletching 　　sticking out. Their legs were covered in men's filth, indicating that they had been gang-raped and tortured by Mongol soldiers after being bound, their genitals 　　stuffed with arrows, and finally, on the verge of death, they were shot to death by dozens of Mongol soldiers with a volley of arrows. 　　Upon seeing the tragic deaths of his sisters, Bai Mufeng was so enraged that he nearly fainted. He placed the poisons he carried in 　　the manger and the well, and then, taking advantage of the Mongol horses' frenzy, unleashed dozens of hidden weapons, killing more than a dozen 　　Mongol soldiers. However, the remaining Mongol troops gathered and pursued Bai Mufeng. He seized a horse and fled, but was still 　　wounded by two arrows. Wounded, he ran for twenty miles, sneaking into Fancheng under the cover of night. He tried to continue his escape using his lightness skill, but tripped and fell 　　into the Yihong Courtyard. 　　Ruomei, upon hearing this, admired Bai Mufeng's courage even more and secretly fell in love with him. 　　After spending many days together, feelings developed between them. Bai Mufeng told Ruomei about the functions of his poisons and hidden weapons, 　　explaining which were deadly poisons and which were invisible weapons. 　　There was a particular drug known as an aphrodisiac, originally used by the most despicable lecherous thieves in the martial arts world to humiliate women. However, if used properly, it could also achieve extraordinary feats. 　　This drug 　　was used to drive the Mongol horses mad, trampling and killing countless Mongols. If a person used it, their entire body would emit a strange fragrance; if a woman used it, she would experience unbearable numbness and heightened sensitivity, her 　　breasts would become fuller, and she might even produce milk. 　　Therefore, it must never be used on humans, and even on enemies, only on livestock, Bai Mufeng added. 　　After only two days together, news arrived that the villages outside Xiangyang had been looted. Various martial arts heroes were fighting the Mongol army outside Xiangyang, 　　suffering heavy losses. Guo Jing and Huang Rong were unable to provide assistance from within the city. 　　Outside the city, heroes like Qiu Dahai and Mo Sikai, once renowned for their prowess, were bound to their horses and dismembered by the Mongols. 　　Yin Qianqian, a female knight-errant from the Emei Sect, and Yuan Chen, a young nun from the Shaolin Temple, were captured by Mongol soldiers, repeatedly raped, and then their heads were cut off and thrown 　　into the inner city of Xiangyang. Their breasts and vaginas were severed and sent by messengers on horseback to the garrison commander of Fancheng. 　　Fancheng was in a state of despair. To boost morale, many civilians brought water and food to the defending troops. The madam of the Yihong Courtyard , 　　witnessing the Mongols' bestial acts, fearing the fall of the city, hanged herself. The remaining prostitutes either fled, had nowhere 　　to go but remained in the Yihong Courtyard, or, led by Ruo Shuang and Su Li, among others, comforted the soldiers, 　　washing their clothes during the day and offering their bodies to the Song army at night. General Niu Fu led a very strict Song army 　　. 　　Ruoshuang, Suli, Lüju, and Qingluo, these beautiful young courtesans, could only come and go to 　　entertain the soldiers with flutes and zithers. 　　However, the presence of these beautiful girls alongside the soldiers on the battlefield greatly boosted morale. 　　Yet, this idyllic scene could not save Fancheng from its perilous situation. The deafening roar of the trebuchets filled the air, and the Mongols 　　' iron weapons, clashing with the Song army's rolling logs and stones, relentlessly pounded their way into Fancheng. The city walls of Fancheng were utterly crumbling under the bombardment.

After a busy day, Green Chrysanthemum fell asleep with the young soldier repairing the arrow tower in her arms when the cannon blast woke her up
. The soldier's head was still buried between her breasts, and she could only see that his back was riddled with Mongol arrows.
Not far away, a young girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, also from the brothel, was grabbed by a Mongol soldier who rushed in and dragged
onto a horse. Her clothes were torn to shreds. The Mongol forced her onto the horse, pulled down his trousers, and
thrust his enormous penis between her legs. The girl screamed in agony, her body convulsing
and writhing with the horse's gallop and the soldier's thrusts. Blood flowed down the horse's back. The Mongol soldier laughed as he
raped her on horseback and then tossed her to another Mongol cavalryman, who did the same, pinning her down and raping her
. The girl was tossed back and forth on horseback like a ball. The piercing screams were quickly replaced by a horrifying silence
. The girl, bleeding from her genitals, was already lifeless when thrown back to the first cavalryman.
The first cavalryman, undeterred, raped the girl's corpse one last time before tossing her off the horse
like trash.
The girl's wounded body fell helplessly to the ground, her legs a bloody mess.
Green Chrysanthemum screamed in terror. Two Mongol soldiers immediately dragged her from the pile of corpses. The Mongol leader
, Liu Zheng, grinned maliciously at Green Chrysanthemum's full, naked body, and beckoned for the two soldiers to help spread her
legs. Liu Zheng pulled down his trousers and thrust forward, his massive, foot-long penis already inside Green Chrysanthemum. Green Chrysanthemum
screamed in agony. The violent thrusting of the enormous penis made her feel both itchy and excruciatingly painful. The penis had reached all the way in
, hitting her stomach. The pain made Green Chrysanthemum feel... Her body convulsed, the bloating sensation of her stomach being filled and churned by the massive penis
made her tongue involuntarily protrude, her eyes rolled back, and she screamed with all her might. Liu Zheng kneaded and
rubbed Green Chrysanthemum's breasts carefully. Green Chrysanthemum cried out, "Please, spare me, I'll die!"
Liu Zheng smiled sinisterly, thrusting his lower body forcefully. "Ahhh, no, no, help, ahhh, please
don't!"
Green Chrysanthemum's cries were replaced by wails, her stomach aching from the massive penis thrusting into her, on the verge of fainting.
Liu Zheng laughed and said, "I'll give you a quick death soon."
With that, Liu Zheng waved his hand to his men, and a Song Dynasty firearms battalion weapon: a musket, was handed to Liu Zheng.
"Is this what you use to shoot us?"
Liu Zheng grinned maliciously as he pulled out his massive penis, white semen flowing down Green Chrysanthemum's legs. "Please, don't torture
me anymore, I'm going to die,"
Green Chrysanthemum cried.
"Hahaha, it'll be so much better if you die." Liu Zheng said, picking up the musket barrel and plunging it into Lüju's lower body.
Instantly, the cold, hard musket barrel filled Lüju's vagina, the thick barrel reaching the deepest part of her vagina
. Liu Zheng gripped the musket and began thrusting at an extremely fast pace. "Ahhhhhh, no, no, I'll
die!"
Lüju screamed in agony.
But Liu Zheng moved faster and faster.
Seeing that Green Chrysanthemum was already limp and her lower body was gushing out lustful fluids as Liu Zheng's musket brought her to orgasm,
Liu Zheng secretly lit the musket. Green Chrysanthemum lay limply under the Mongol soldiers' coercion. A muffled bang followed,
and countless bullets from the musket shattered Green Chrysanthemum into pieces. Her lower body became a large bloody crater, her long,
fair thighs were blown off, her uterus and internal organs were scattered everywhere, and her two large breasts
were pierced by steel balls from the musket. Green Chrysanthemum weakly looked at her shattered body and breathed her last breath—
she was dead.
Su Li possessed a beautiful figure, her pear-shaped breasts always coveted by men, her phoenix eyes
cold and arrogant.
Now, however, she was being stripped naked by five or six Mongol soldiers, pushed around, her breasts swaying with the men's movements
. Su Li only wanted to be killed quickly, to find release.
Two or three Song soldiers who had initially intended to protect her hesitated when she begged them to kill her, and
this hesitation led to their deaths at the hands of the Mongol soldiers.
Soon, Su Li was pinned to the ground by five or six Mongol soldiers, who took turns raping her white body
. Su Li's screams attracted dozens more Mongol soldiers who surrounded her.
"Please, kill me, please,"
Su Li pleaded incessantly.
Without further ado, the Mongol soldiers penetrated Su Li's vagina, anus, and mouth, beginning their gang rape.
The five soldiers who had first sown their seed on her sexy body grew bored. Together, they found
a Song Dynasty siege crossbow, loaded it, and laid Su Li, naked and covered in semen
, supine with her legs spread wide, her vagina, already ravaged by the Mongol soldiers' fists, gaping open.
The crossbow bolt was aimed at Su Li's vagina. Su Li cried out and struggled desperately, "No, no, no!"
"Don't you want to die or do you want to play with us?"
the Mongol soldier grinned maliciously. "I don't want to die, please don't kill me, please fuck me, fuck me together!"
Su Li cried out in terror, unable to speak.
At this moment, a Mongol soldier accidentally flipped the switch on the siege crossbow, and the bolt suddenly shot out.
The crossbow bolt, heavier than a horse, pierced Su Li's tender vagina.
It tore her open mercilessly, blood gushing out. The bolt stretched her abdomen, causing it to bulge. It traveled from her vagina
through her liver, intestines, and stomach, and out of her chest, embedding itself in the city wall. Her two full breasts swayed violently,
blood gushing from her nipples. Su Li died instantly. A Mongol soldier came up, took
a curved sword, and cut off her once-proud, now bloodied, large breasts, laughing as he held them up with the tip of his spear.
On Qingluo's side, Song soldiers were killed by a volley of Mongol fire. Qingluo, wounded in the shoulder, was surrounded by seven or eight Mongol soldiers
. Her clothes were torn to shreds, exposing her breasts. Seeing Suli and Lüju's gruesome deaths, Qingluo, with a sudden surge of
courage, grabbed a short sword and wildly swung it at the approaching Mongol soldiers. The Mongol soldiers swarmed around her, but didn't approach,
lewdly tightening their encirclement. In one of her wild swings, Qingluo stabbed a Mongol soldier in the throat. The soldier's smile
froze on his face, and he collapsed limply. The surrounding Mongol soldiers were stunned by this sudden turn of events.
With a deep, thunderous voice, the giant man cried out, "Anda!" (Mongolian for brother)
, clutching the body of the dead Mongol soldier. His wailing shook the heavens, and the Mongol soldiers surrounding Qingluo were terrified. This giant man was like a mountain, standing two zhang tall, with arms
as thick as tree trunks, a short beard, and fleshy flesh on his face. His eyes were full of rage. He was none other than the Mongol warrior known as Sumuhetai.
"You bitch, you killed my Anda! I'll skin you alive!"
Su Mu and Tai strode up to Qingluo. Qingluo, the 17-
year-old daughter of a convicted official, had bloodstains on her delicate face. Her graceful figure, barely concealed by a light blue gauze dress, was partially obscured: her full, snow-
white breasts were firm, and her two pink nipples, like ripe goji berries, protruded from the gauze. Below her slender waist were
two long, straight, snow-white legs. Qingluo, who should have been a well-bred
young lady from an official's family, had been forced into prostitution at a young age due to her father's failure to resist the Mongols. Now, she held a blood-stained short sword in her hand, facing
the hundreds of Mongol soldiers who had surrounded her. "Father, your daughter is coming to reunite with you,"
Qingluo said, steeling her heart, and plunged the sword into her own chest.
With a snap, Su Mu and Tai knocked the short sword away. Their large, fan-like hands grabbed Qing Luo's
slender shoulders, lifting her high against the city wall like a rag doll. Qing Luo's back was slammed against the wall
, a sweet taste rising in her throat, and she spat blood onto Su Mu and Tai's face. Enraged, Su Mu and Tai ripped off
Qing Luo's light gauze trousers, raising his thick, veined penis, as thick as an arm, and thrusting it between her legs.
Qing Luo's eyes widened in fury as the giant's penis forced open her labia.
Although she had fallen into prostitution, she rarely entertained clients. This time, during a military service in the strictly disciplined Song army, she had only done laundry and sewing;
her labia were still the pink of a young girl, enveloping her delicate vaginal opening.
Su Mu and Tai's rock-hard glans forced open her labia but couldn't penetrate the small entrance.
Qing Luo screamed in pain, her long, white legs kicking wildly.
"You little bitch, you're so fucking tight! Ugh!"
Su Mu and Tai spat a mouthful of saliva onto the glans for lubrication, and the smooth, huge penis immediately stretched open Qingluo's tender
vaginal opening. With a muffled groan from Su Mu and Tai, most of the huge penis was inserted into Qingluo's body. Qingluo felt
as if she was about to be burst in the middle and almost fainted. Her abdomen swelled up, and the huge penis inside her body was separated from the outside world only by a thin
abdominal wall. It felt as if her internal organs were all squeezed together.
Qingluo involuntarily stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes upward. The giant man roared again, "Up!"
The entire length of his massive penis, a full foot and a half long, was thrust into Qingluo's body. Qingluo kicked helplessly, her breasts
swaying with her struggles. Su Mu and Tai's penises were even thicker than Qingluo's waist. At this moment, her abdomen
was completely pushed up by Su Mu and Tai's penises, her slender waist stretched abnormally large. Her internal organs were completely squeezed from her abdominal cavity into her chest
cavity. The crushed internal organs twisted into blood and gushed out from Qingluo's anus. Qingluo felt as if her body was about to burst,
screaming in agony as her legs and hands struggled and kicked helplessly.
Su Mu and Tai watched with satisfaction as their massive penis fully penetrated Qingluo's soft body.
They pressed Qingluo firmly against the city wall and pulled their penis out. The phallus, now pulled from Qingluo's body, was covered in her blood. Qingluo felt
the vacuum of her abdomen as the penis left and the lightness of her internal organs returning. Her waist returned to its slender shape, but a large amount of
blood mixed with her internal organs and urine gushed from her vagina as the penis was completely withdrawn. Her two fair legs were instantly
covered in blood, and the lower part of the city wall was drenched in dark red blood.
Sweat beaded on Qingluo's forehead and temples as she weakly looked at Su Mu and Tai, as if she had just given birth
.
Su Mu and Tai, stimulated by the blood, became even more excited. "Little bitch, I didn't expect you to still be a virgin!
Hahaha, come on, let's have some fun!"
The surrounding Mongol soldiers cheered and applauded.
Qingluo was too weak to even explain. Su Mu and Tai thrust their massive penises into her body again.
This time, the blood lubrication made the thrusting much easier. Su Mu and Tai began to thrust rapidly,
each insertion squeezing her internal organs and causing blood to spurt from her nipples and anus. Qingluo's
frail body swayed helplessly up and down with each thrust, her breasts trembling and spurting blood,
soaking her upper garment. Her legs struggled weaker and weaker, sweat mingling with tears streaming down her face. Sliding down her face,
Su Mu and Tai laughed with increasing excitement as they thrust deeper, "So tight, so tight, haha, a virgin is truly amazing!"
In less than half an hour, Su Mu and Tai climaxed. Qingluo felt the massive penis inside her suddenly grow even thicker,
then a surge of scalding heat rushed her internal organs into her chest cavity, her stomach instantly swelled, her eyes widened, and she let out a heart-wrenching
scream, "No!"
Su Mu and Tai's massive penis went limp and fell out of Qingluo's body. Instantly, white semen
gushed out like a burst dam from Qingluo's bloodied and mangled lower body, spilling onto the ground and emitting a foul stench.
With all her remaining strength, Qingluo spat a mouthful of blood at Su Mu and Tai's face, dying with resentment.
Su Mu and Tai, unconcerned, hoisted Qingluo's slender body onto their shoulders and headed towards the camp, muttering as they walked,
"I never expected to actually play with a virgin today. This woman fainted after only a few strokes. Tonight, I'm going to have
my way with her all night, and kill her tomorrow morning to avenge my Anda."
Ruoshuang, witnessing her sisters' gruesome deaths and the Song army's rout, wept bitterly.
A Song general grabbed Ruoshuang and hoisted her onto a horse, then spurred it away. Behind them, cannon fire roared, and a volley of arrows
rained down from the Mongols, striking the Song soldiers desperately defending the city.
Suddenly, a Mongol cavalry unit burst through a breach in the city wall, chasing after Ruoshuang's horse. Two or three arrows
whistled through the air, knocking the Song general who had rescued Ruoshuang off his horse. Ruoshuang, clinging to her horse, galloped wildly into the city.
The fastest Mongol soldier caught up with Ruoshuang, grinning maliciously, "Oh, what a beauty! Why are you running?
Come back with me!"
He reached for her, but Ruoshuang spurred her horse. The Mongol soldier missed, tearing off a piece of her clothing,
revealing her snow-white thighs.
Another Mongol soldier followed, grabbing her as well. One of Ruoshuang's sleeves was ripped off, and her full, rounded breasts
fell from the tattered clothes, swaying violently with the horse's gallop.
Arrows from the Song army's arrow towers on both sides continuously shot down one pursuing Mongol soldier, but those chasing Ruoshuang...
More and more Mongol soldiers, shouting slogans of a sheep-grabbing contest, spurred their horses forward to capture Ruoshuang, this beautiful and charming
"sheep."
As the howling pursuers drew closer, Ruoshuang suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and blood flowed
down her horse's back. She hadn't expected her monthly period to strike at this critical moment.
Seeing the bright red blood flowing from their target's genitals, the pursuers were further enraged, braving
the rain of arrows from the Song army in a frenzied chase.
Ruoshuang saw the Yihong Courtyard faintly in front of her, surrounded by Song soldiers and civilians fighting in the streets to resist the Mongols. She
shouted towards the watchtower, "Please, shoot me! I don't want to fall into the hands of the Mongols! Shoot me!"
Before her cry faded, a lasso was tied to Ruoshuang's horse's head, followed by another lasso
binding her slender waist and arms.
Several Mongol soldiers bound Ruoshuang's hands behind her back on her horse and led her into the city.
Ruoshuang's clothes were torn to shreds, her breasts and thighs exposed. The Mongol soldiers paraded her through the streets in this state,
a fate worse than death.
The resisting Song army was almost completely wiped out by the Mongol cavalry pursuing Ruoshuang. The city's inhabitants huddled in their homes, secretly
watching the Mongol soldiers escorting the beautiful, half-naked woman on horseback, bleeding profusely. They sighed in despair, knowing the
girl would surely perish, hoping it would happen soon.
The Mongol cavalry swaggered through the streets, parading Ruoshuang. Along the way, Song soldiers died in droves.
When they passed the Yihong Courtyard, Ruomei caught a glimpse of Ruoshuang through the window, her heart breaking. She knew all the women who had gone to comfort the troops had perished.
Bai Mufeng was still recovering from his injuries, and of the 80 women remaining in the Yihong Courtyard, from the lowest prostitutes to top courtesans like Ruomei,
most were still young girls.
If the Mongols were to breach the walls, these women, already burdened with tragic pasts and yearning for liberation, would likely face
an even more tragic fate.
The Mongol Tartars were ruthless killers, conquering and massacring cities along the way.
Thinking of this, Ruomei wept bitterly.
She saw Ruoshuang's naked body the next day at noon. Ruoshuang, menstruating, couldn't withstand
the repeated rapes by several Mongol soldiers and died that night from severe bleeding.
However, the Mongol soldiers, believing Ruoshuang to be a relative of a Song general, ordered captured surrendered soldiers and civilians
to have sex with her corpse.
By noon, Ruoshuang's body was covered in filth, with a large pool of dried blood beneath her.
Bai Mufeng, from afar, saw Ruoshuang's naked, fair body in the square, her hands and feet bound to
wooden stakes nailed to the ground. Among the surrounding crowd of sighing onlookers, a girl with long brown hair adorned with bells
startled him—it was Wanyan Ying, known as the "Western Beauty of the Desert."
So his junior sister was still alive.
The surname Wanyan originated from the Jin dynasty. When Emperor Hailing conquered the Southern Song, Wanyan Yong ascended the throne and sent his distant relative,
Wanyan San, to quell the rebellion and kill Emperor Hailing.
Wanyan San killed Emperor Hailing with three arrows, relieving the siege of the Southern Song. Later, on his westward expedition against Yelü Dashi's army
, he had a daughter, Wanyan Ying, with a Uyghur woman. Wanyan Ying's appearance and attire were completely Uyghur. Because of her beauty and her
martial arts skills learned from the camel god of the desert, she was known as the "Desert Beauty."
While Bai Mufeng was still in shock, the Desert Beauty had already drawn her sword and swiftly severed the ropes binding Ruoshuang's limbs
.
The three Mongol guards, before they could even draw their weapons, were instantly
killed, each with a bloody gash on their throats.
The city erupted in chaos; the onlookers hastily dispersed as a Mongol cavalry unit galloped in.
Fearing for his junior sister's safety, Bai Mufeng darted across the plaza like lightning,
unleashing a flurry of poisoned darts before landing in front of Wanyan Ying. Before she could react, he grabbed her hand and leaped onto a rooftop.
The poisoned Mongol cavalrymen collapsed instantly. Amidst the chaos in the Mongol army,
a resistance force of civilians hiding in the alleys charged out, sparking another fierce battle. Before
Bai Mufeng and Wanyan Ying could even regain their footing, a Taoist priest appeared from the side, unleashing three sword strikes. Bai
Mufeng and Wanyan Ying tried to parry, but found themselves no match for the evil Taoist. Although masked, the priest used Quanzhen
Sect techniques, each move vulgar and ruthless.
Although Wanyan Ying's swordsmanship was excellent, she was helpless against the Taoist's lewd sword moves. Just as
she blocked a horizontal slash, the Taoist's swordless left hand groped her chest. Bai Mufeng's throwing knife was just about to
fly when the Taoist dodged it with a quick swipe and then slashed at Wanyan Ying's lower body, the blade aimed directly at her private parts.
Wanyan Ying grew increasingly angry, her beautiful, exotic face flushed red with rage.
Bai Mufeng saw that the Taoist was trying to disrupt his junior sister's composure, and casually threw a poisoned dart at him.
Taking advantage of the masked Taoist's block, he shoved his junior sister, saying, "Junior sister, run! We'll meet at the west gate tonight!"
Wanyan Ying nodded and leaped out of the battle formation, "Senior Brother Mufeng, take care! I'll wait for you!"
Her long hair fluttered in the wind, the clear sound of bells ringing as the beautiful Desert Beauty landed gracefully and ran towards the west of the city.
The Taoist priest, wounded by two arrows, still unleashed a flurry of 　　sword flashes as he approached Bai Mufeng.
Bai Mufeng threw out all the hidden weapons hidden in his robes—flying stones, poison darts, iron beads, and copper coins—which were all knocked away by the Taoist. Bai Mufeng casually grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at the Taoist's wide-open eyes. "Ahhh!" 　　The Taoist, caught off guard by this move, was instantly blinded and could only swing his sword wildly. Bai Mufeng used a grappling technique 　　to knock the Taoist's sword away, but the Taoist used the Eighteen Falling Techniques to send Bai Mufeng flying more than ten feet away. 　　"You've gotten off easy today, kid," 　　the Taoist said. 　　"But your little sweetheart might already be dead. The Eight Divine Monks of the Western Regions are stationed in the west of the city, and we're going to kill 　　all of you martial artists." 　　The voice sounded very familiar. 　　Bai Mufeng suddenly felt dizzy: "Could you be Master Qiu Chuji of the Quanzhen Sect? 　　Did you show me mercy just now?" 　　Master Qiu Chuji was one of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, a renowned swordsman. 　　Master Qiu removed his veil, revealing a face streaked with tears: "The Mongols are not as cruel as you think. Kublai 　　Khan is very benevolent. I and the Khan guarantee that the martial arts world of the Central Plains will not oppose the Mongols. The Mongol army treats the people with utmost kindness."

We will never destroy the Han people unless we commit a crime. Right now, you martial arts heroes are all seeking fame and fortune, yet you cannot even protect an inch of our land.
Even after losing our land, you are still here killing Mongol soldiers. The lives of all the people in this city will become your casualties. "
Bai Mufeng said coldly, "My mentor, the Great Desert Camel, was killed by the Mongols. His two closest
relatives were also raped and murdered by the Mongols. And that innocent girl in the square was raped and murdered.
Who will seek revenge for these blood debts? Better to die a glorious death than live a shameful life. If living as a Tartar means enduring rape and slaughter, it's better to fight to
the death."
Qiu Chuji shook his head, his figure flashing as he was already ten feet away. His inner force transmitted to Bai Mufeng's ear, "Take care of yourself
. I only wanted to cripple your two martial arts to save your life, but now it seems that crippling them is futile. Don't go to the west of the city
to meet your lover. She's probably already dead. Perhaps that's for the best. You'll only be throwing your life away."
After saying that, Master Qiu vanished in a flash.
Only then did Bai Mufeng realize that Qiu Chuji had pierced two small wounds on his Ren and Du meridians. Whenever he used his Qi, his whole
body ached.
Bai Mufeng waited in vain at the west gate all night.
The next day, under a clear, low sun, the corpse collectors carried the bodies out of the city. Xu Tie's body was the first to be moved to the cremation
pile, followed by the bodies of many young women. Among them was the naked body of a young woman, her legs wide
open, the purplish-blue finger marks on her two large breasts quite conspicuous. Her genitals were gaping open like a huge black hole,
yet not a drop of fluid flowed out; they were utterly dry. The beautiful woman's long hair adorned with the clear, tinkling silver bells—it was none other than Wanyan Ying,
the Desert Beauty who had waited all night.
Bai Mufeng felt a dull ache in his heart but was powerless to muster any strength. He was shoved into the dust by several corpse carriers,
returning to the Yihong Courtyard covered in dust and utterly dejected.
No matter how Ruomei tried to persuade him, Bai Mufeng refused to eat or drink, sitting there blankly, lost in thought.
Ruomei wept uncontrollably.
Only then did Bai Mufeng recount his experiences of the past day and night.
He had lost his childhood sweetheart, his junior sister, and now, his martial arts skills.
Ruomei hugged Bai Mufeng and said, "It's alright, it's alright. When the Mongol soldiers aren't watching closely enough, we'll escape together and go far
away. I'll stay with you for life."
Bai Mufeng shook his head. "I no longer have the ability to protect you. When the guards really aren't watching closely enough, you should leave quickly.
I can only be a burden to you."
The two embraced and wept.
That night, they shared a bed for the first time.
Dawn was shattered by a piercing cry.
The Mongols began to rape, burn, and kill indiscriminately in the city under the guise of a large-scale search for martial arts practitioners.
Yihong Courtyard was a place of prostitution, and an entire Mongol army of a thousand men stormed into it,
stripping and raping any women they saw.
Several soldiers dragged her onto the street, pinned her to the ground, and raped her. One girl, resisting,
bit a Mongolian officer. Four or five soldiers stripped her naked, tied her hands behind her back, and hung her from a tree, where they took turns raping her. Finally,
the bitten officer found a thick wooden stick, sharpened one end, and stabbed it into the girl's vagina. The girl screamed in pain
, and the officer chopped off her head.
The naked, headless body struggled desperately in the tree for a long time before finally dying.
Bai Mufeng, hearing the commotion downstairs, got up to try and circulate his internal energy, but because his Ren and Du meridians had been severed,
his true energy dissipated, and he saw stars and fainted.
Seeing Bai Mufeng faint, and hearing the growing shouts of battle from downstairs, Ruomei opened the wardrobe, carried Bai Mufeng inside
, and closed the door. Bai Mufeng's handsome face was wet with Ruomei's tears. "Young Master Bai, Ruomei has always been ill-fated and can no longer serve
you. Actually, I only wanted to be your concubine, to stay by your side. I don't care if you know martial arts or are a hero
."
Ruomei sobbed, then saw the poison bottle Bai Mufeng had left behind. She steeled herself, picked up the bottle, and drank it all in
one gulp. She stumbled and fell to the ground, unconscious.
When Ruomei awoke an hour later, a sharp pain shot through her lower body. She discovered something had been inserted into her
.
Her legs felt weak, and her body felt completely light. Ruomei pulled the object out and realized
it was the porcelain bottle of poison she had just ingested, labeled "Aphrodisiac."
Her breasts swelled, and her cheeks burned.
Seeing Bai Mufeng still unconscious in the wardrobe, Ruomei didn't bother changing her clothes. Her garments were
torn, her body covered in filth, and her nipples, red and painful, were constantly leaking white milk.
Ruomei stumbled down the stairs; the scene below was like hell. Various girls lay dead
, most with their legs spread wide, and several Mongol soldiers lay dead on the ground, their bodies unmarked. Ruomei left the Yihong Courtyard; the Mongol soldiers outside had long since dispersed. Plague notices written in both
Mongolian and Chinese were posted on the courtyard's door
.
Mongol soldiers lay dead on the ground, while several bald monks laughed and chatted in a teahouse in the distance. They counted eight
, exactly the same as what Young Master Bai had said. Ruomei stumbled towards the teahouse. "Young Master Bai, may you be well.
Farewell."
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To be continued, I am a gorgeous dividing line
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I'm really exhausted. I updated another long episode today because it's the weekend and I finally got a break. My wife is on her period, so I have to
take care of my own needs.
Speaking of which, aren't housing prices really that high now? Isn't it dangerous? What if the whole society is in debt? What if everyone
works themselves to death? What good is that? There are so many telecom scammers, and so many heartbreaking stories of beautiful women disappearing
. How unstable is this society? Why can't everyone live and work in peace? Why do I have to work
three jobs, exhausting myself, and even start my own business?
If there weren't so much pressure and housing prices were so high, wouldn't everyone be happily watching AVs and writing dirty jokes? That's all for my rant.

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