The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber (Adult Version) - No Regrets for Changing Heart

Before long, Zhang Wuji and his group arrived in Henan province. The large Ming Cult forces, traveling in large groups, found it difficult to move freely, so they gathered in batches at the foot of Mount Song before ascending Mount Shaoshi together. Wen Cangsong, the flag bearer of the Giant Wood Banner, carried Zhang Wuji and his companions' visiting cards to Shaolin Temple.

Shortly after, an elderly monk, acting as a guest master, accompanied Wen Cangsong down the mountain to greet them, saying, "The abbot and elders of this temple are in seclusion and will not receive guests." The group was agitated, and no matter what they asked, he insisted on not seeing them, then turned and returned to the temple.

The group had come seeking justice, so they rushed into the temple. They found the temple in disarray, with signs of a fierce battle everywhere in the courtyard, splattered with blood. The group, unaware of what had happened, split up to search for the monk, but after searching in all directions, the flag bearers returned one after another reporting that the temple was empty, but there were signs of a fierce battle everywhere, and not even a corpse could be found.

Yan Yuan, the flag bearer of the Hou Tu Banner, discovered that all eighteen Arhat statues in the Arhat Hall were facing away from people, as if someone had turned them over. Upon closer inspection, sixteen Arhats had a character written on their backs, arranged from right to left, forming the sixteen large characters: "First destroy Shaolin, then annihilate Wudang, only our Ming Cult will reign supreme in the martial world!"

Everyone was shocked, assuming that someone was using the name of the Ming Cult to commit evil deeds and massacre Shaolin Temple. But why the Arhats had been turned over was a mystery to everyone.

Zhang Wuji suddenly thought, "'First destroy Shaolin, then annihilate Wudang,' I'm afraid... I'm afraid the Wudang Sect is about to suffer a calamity." He then gathered his brothers and headed towards Wudang Mountain. Fearing that the others would not be able to keep up, Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao rode ahead on fast horses.

A few days later, Zhang Wuji and Wei Yixiao secretly infiltrated Wudang Mountain, where they met a Shaolin monk who claimed to be of the "Kong" generation, requesting an audience with Zhang Sanfeng. A Taoist priest from the Wudang Sect arranged for him to wait in the main hall while he went to fetch two young Taoist boys to invite Yu Sanxia.

Zhang Wuji recognized the two boys, Mingyue and Qingfeng. On the way, he greeted them, and although they hadn't seen each other for many years, they recognized him immediately upon hearing his name. Disguised as a boy, he said he was on Qingfeng's behalf, and he and Mingyue went to carry Yu Sanxia.

The two boys carried Yu Sanxia to the main hall, where Yu Sanxia led Kongxiang to Zhang Sanfeng's place of cultivation. Zhang Sanfeng greeted them warmly, and Zhang Wuji was both saddened and delighted to see him.

Kongxiang, upon seeing Zhang Sanfeng, said that Shaolin had been attacked by the Ming Cult and wiped out, with Kongwen and other monks dying in the process. He added that the Ming Cult was advancing on Wudang, and he had come to deliver the news. He then burst into tears, and Zhang Wuji, unable to bear it, reached out to help him. Unexpectedly, Kongwen drew his knife and stabbed Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng, not expecting this, was struck and, in a fit of rage, killed Kongxiang with a single palm strike.

Zhang Sanfeng coughed up blood, his injuries appearing severe, requiring at least three months of rest.

Just then, a disciple reported that the Ming Cult had launched a large-scale attack on the mountain, demanding to see Zhang Sanfeng. Yu Sanxia was alarmed: the Ming Cult's intentions were hostile; his fellow disciples had been away on a campaign against them and had not yet returned; the disciples on the mountain were mostly third or fourth generation, their martial arts weak; his master was seriously injured, and he himself was paralyzed—he truly didn't know what to do.

Zhang Sanfeng also sighed and said, "Daiyan, life and death, victory and defeat, are not important, but the Wudang School's unique skills cannot be interrupted because of this. I created a set of Tai Chi Chuan, and I will teach it to you now. Learn as much as you can, and I hope they won't harm you!"

After saying this, he began to teach him Tai Chi Chuan, but the time was short, and the essence was profound; Yu Sanxia couldn't even learn a tenth of it. The Ming Cult's forces had already arrived in the hall. Zhang Sanfeng gave Yu Daiyan some instructions and then resolutely walked into the hall, Zhang Wuji following him in.

Standing in the hall was a young man in a white robe embroidered with a blood-red flame, gently waving a folding fan.

This was Zhao Min, disguised as a man, accompanied by her eight attendants and a dozen others. Zhang Wuji suspected Zhao Min was behind it all. He quickly smeared dirt on his face with his hands, making himself unrecognizable.

Zhao Min introduced herself as Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Ming Cult, which puzzled Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Sanfeng politely returned the greeting and inquired about the whereabouts of his disciples. Zhao Min claimed they were with her and mentioned that Yin Liuxia was crippled.

Enraged, Zhang Sanfeng coughed up blood. Seeing that Kong Xiang had succeeded, Zhao Min brazenly demanded that Zhang Sanfeng submit to the imperial court and serve it. Zhang Sanfeng naturally refused. Zhao Min then challenged him to a duel, summoning three of her men: one named Ah San, one of the eight guards, and the other two named Ah Da and Ah Er.

Just then, Wei Yixiao appeared and pointed out that Zhao Min was an imposter, saying that a large force from the Ming Cult would arrive shortly. Zhao Min thought he was lying and didn't believe him. At this moment, the second group, including Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng, and Shuobude, also arrived in the hall.

Seeing that the Ming Cult had truly arrived, Zhao Min said that she had come to learn Wudang kung fu and had nothing to do with the Ming Cult. Zhang Sanfeng didn't want to get involved with the Ming Cult either, so he was going to fight alone.

Suddenly, Zhang Wuji appeared and said he would fight in Zhang Sanfeng's place. Zhang Sanfeng didn't recognize him, only thinking he was his grand-disciple, and resolutely refused. However, he noticed that Wuji's eyes, though not gleaming, held a warm and crystalline quality, indicating that his internal strength had reached its peak. Zhang Sanfeng then warned him to be careful.

Zhang Wuji, eager to showcase the prestige of the Wudang Sect, used the Tai Chi he had just secretly learned to fight. After several dozen rounds, Ah San was the first to be defeated, but judging from his martial arts, he knew the Shaolin Vajra Finger. He also admitted to being the murderer who harmed Yu Sanxia and Yin Liuxia. Zhang Wuji then demanded that he hand over the Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment, a secret medicine for treating such disabilities.

Ah San naturally refused, and Ah Er and Ah Da also stepped forward to fight, but they were all outmatched. Zhang Wuji, on the other hand, improved his Tai Chi under the guidance of Zhang Sanfeng. Zhao Min recognized the young Taoist as Zhang Wuji and cursed him. Seeing no need to hide it, Zhang Wuji explained everything to his grandmaster and Uncle Yu San, who were naturally overjoyed.

Zhao Min, finding it boring to stay there, wanted to leave, but Zhang Wuji naturally refused. However, the Xuanming Elders suddenly appeared and protected her as she left.

That night, Zhang Wuji and Zhang Sanfeng talked late into the night by candlelight. Zhang Sanfeng was deeply moved. When he learned that Zhang Wuji had joined the Ming Cult, he was initially displeased, but after Zhang Wuji explained, he was relieved and cheerful.

Zhang Wuji returned to the lodgings arranged for him close to midnight. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yang Buhui sitting on the bed waiting for him. He went up to her and asked what was wrong. She lowered her head and remained silent for a while before saying, "Brother Wuji, let me serve you alone tonight!"

After saying this, she went to fetch water to wash Zhang Wuji's face and feet. Zhang Wuji was very pleased. This Miss Yang was usually served by others; when had she ever served anyone else? Although her movements were a little clumsy, it was already quite remarkable. Zhang Wuji thought to himself: It seems this little girl is lovesick again. Tonight, I'll have to make the most of her.

When Yang Buhui returned after pouring the water, Zhang Wuji pulled her into his arms and said, "Sister Buhui, I've missed you so much! We haven't made love in so long. I won't disappoint you tonight!" Yang Buhui closed her eyes and said, "Brother Wuji, you must love me well tonight!" Holding

her soft, fragrant body in his arms, Zhang Wuji felt his chest pressed against her firm, bouncy breasts, warm and soft, instantly arousing his desire. Yang Buhui was wearing a pale yellow dress that clung tightly to her, subtly revealing her alluring figure. Her breasts were firm, her waist slender, and her hips, accentuated by the tight dress, appeared high, round, and perky. The light, flowing

dress made Zhang Wuji's body burn with desire. With her breasts and slender waist pressed against him, and her beautiful face and seductive charm, how could Zhang Wuji resist? He lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her lips. His legs were tightly wrapped around Yang Buhui's jade-like legs, his knees pressing against her beautiful buttocks from both sides, his penis rubbing against her body through his pants, and it quickly became hard.

Yang Buhui was aroused by Zhang Wuji, her arms wrapped around his neck, enjoying his deep kiss. Zhang Wuji's tongue had already entered Yang Buhui's mouth, intertwining with her fragrant tongue, their saliva flowing, their tender tongues entwined and twisting, enjoying the tenderness. His right hand was even more unrestrained, gently stroking Yang Buhui's back, gradually moving down to caress her round buttocks, making Yang Buhui extremely uncomfortable, her body writhing, her high, beautiful buttocks involuntarily twisting.

Zhang Wuji's hand slowly caressed Yang Buhui's body, finally reaching her breasts. He grasped her beautiful breasts, pressing his fingers firmly into them, gently kneading them.

Under Zhang Wuji's caresses, Yang Buhui felt a surge of heat throughout her body, as if a fire was burning within her. Her breasts were firm and swollen, causing her considerable discomfort. Zhang Wuji's kneading of her breasts brought her immediate relief, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her cherry lips exhaled, and the fragrance of musk and orchids brushed against his face, further exciting Zhang Wuji.

He decisively unbuttoned Yang Buhui's blouse, his hands already eagerly reaching inside her dress. He touched her two soft and delicate breasts, grasping one in each hand and rubbing her nipples with his fingers.

Yang Buhui panted softly, her eyes radiating allure, her body warm, like a gentle magnetic field, drawing Zhang Wuji in tightly. With the beautiful woman in his arms, Zhang Wuji's penis was already painfully erect, especially captivated by Yang Buhui's alluring expression.

He forcefully ripped open Yang Buhui's top, revealing two full, firm breasts, the rosy areolas on her nipples spreading like rose petals, their color deeper than when she was deflowered. He couldn't resist arching his body, straddling Yang Buhui's waist, his hands naturally reaching forward to grasp and fondle her breasts. His penis was already throbbing, as if it were about to burst out of his pants. He simply pulled it out and waved it in front of Yang Buhui, occasionally rubbing the glans against her face, teasingly saying, "Little sister Buhui, let me let you play with my big penis!"

Yang Buhui's cheeks flushed red, both happy and shy. She glared at him and said coquettishly, "Who wants to play? I don't want to!"

Although she said that, her slender little hands were already gently stroking Zhang Wuji's penis, grasping it and massaging it with her palms, occasionally rubbing it.

Zhang Wuji's penis, held and rubbed by her warm little hands, felt as if it were wrapped in a warm sponge, constantly being squeezed and massaged, which was very comfortable. Her small hands gently caressed and stroked the ridges of his penis, occasionally teasing the tip, making Zhang Wuji completely lose himself. His penis was both itchy and swollen, so he said to Yang Buhui, "Sister Buhui, your brother Wuji is treating you to big sausages today. Don't be shy, eat as much as you want! I know you must be craving them!"

Yang Buhui, of course, understood what Zhang Wuji meant. She quietly extended her fragrant tongue and lightly touched the glans, causing his penis to vibrate slightly, and Zhang Wuji made a comfortable sound. Yang Buhui began to lick downwards from the glans, wrapping her tongue around it and gently licking it in a circular motion with the tip of her tongue. Then, she continued to lick the shaft below the glans, while her tongue also licked the ridges of the glans, her lips gently pinching the glans and making sucking sounds.

Zhang Wuji thoroughly enjoyed the sensation of Yang Buhui's saliva and fragrant tongue. To reciprocate, he placed his hands on her breasts, his fingers playing with her firm, smooth breasts, occasionally pinching her sensitive nipples. Yang Buhui's whole body tensed up, trembling slightly. Zhang Wuji intensified his actions, pinching one of her pink nipples with each hand.

Yang Buhui felt a jolt of electric-like pleasure shooting from her chest to her brain. She couldn't help but first release the glans, then lick the scrotum beneath his large penis, licking it intently. She tried to take Zhang Wuji's testicles into her mouth, but they were too large to fit completely, so she could only half-take them in with her small mouth.

Seeing that Yang Buhui's oral skills had improved considerably, making him feel so comfortable he was almost fainting, Zhang Wuji teased, "Sister Buhui, your skill at licking cocks is truly amazing! You like licking cocks so much, and you haven't had one in a long time, are you secretly eating other men's cocks behind my back?"

Yang Buhui was both surprised and ashamed upon hearing this, as if she had something on her mind. But then she lowered her head again, opened her small mouth, grasped the erect penis, and took the swollen glans into her mouth, slowly pushing it in. Zhang Wuji's penis was a full nine inches long and very thick and hard, while Yang Buhui's mouth was a small cherry mouth, so it was almost impossible to take Zhang Wuji's large penis into her mouth, but she still tried her best. The glans was almost touching her throat, and she swallowed with effort. This time, the glans was inserted into her throat, although half of it was still sticking out of her mouth. But for Zhang Wuji, it was a very new experience, and the glans inserted deep into her throat naturally had a unique sensation.

Seeing Yang Buhui diligently licking him, Zhang Wuji couldn't stand idly by. He reached out and began thrusting and probing at her vulva. A sudden surge of intense pleasure coursed through Yang Buhui's body, the overwhelming wave of ecstasy causing her to gasp and moan. A dizzying

sensation washed over her, and a torrent of fluid gushed forth. Stimulated by the spray, Yang Buhui sucked and churned, her tongue rapidly licking his penis and scrotum, followed by a series of piston-like thrusts. Zhang Wuji seemed to treat Yang Buhui's pretty little mouth as her wet, slippery vagina.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zhang Wuji felt a surge of pleasure, took a deep breath, and ejaculated into Yang Buhui's mouth. This time, he didn't use his Nine Yang Divine Skill for protection, because he knew from Yang Buhui's yearning eyes that she wanted to drink his semen, so he willingly gave it to her.

Yang Buhui felt a stream of hot, thick, and viscous semen shoot out of the penis in her mouth, shooting directly into the depths of her throat. She slowly swallowed all the semen remaining in her mouth. Zhang Wuji's semen had no fishy or foul smell; instead, it carried a unique masculine fragrance. Yang Buhui seemed unsatisfied, sticking out her tongue to lick away the remaining semen from the corners of her mouth. Then she picked up the penis again, starting from the glans, licking away the semen clinging to it. As she licked, Zhang Wuji's penis hardened again. Yang Buhui was both surprised and delighted; she hadn't expected it to harden so quickly.

Zhang Wuji once again grasped her breasts, rhythmically kneading them with his hands, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes heavy, sometimes light. The swollen breasts were kneaded and shaped by Zhang Wuji, and Yang Buhui let out various strange moans as Zhang Wuji's hands moved.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji's body pressed close to Yang Buhui's as they lay on the bed. He freed one hand and unceremoniously placed it on Yang Buhui's full vulva. He felt its wet, sticky, warm, and fiery texture, knowing that Yang Buhui's desire was almost at its peak. Zhang Wuji smiled faintly, his fingers trembling as they penetrated her incredibly warm vulva, teasing and rubbing against the folds of her vagina, making Yang Buhui's whole body itch and heat up. She squeezed her legs tightly, but had no strength at all.

Yang Buhui felt as if a million ants were crawling and biting inside her vulva at the same time, both itchy and tingling, yet she couldn't scratch the itch. Her body couldn't help but writhe like a caterpillar, her skin glowing red, her breathing quickening, her breasts heaving, and she cried out, "Brother Wuji... faster... faster! I... I can't... take it... anymore..." This cry clearly indicated that her vulva was extremely aroused and desperately needed Zhang Wuji's penis to fuck her.

Zhang Wuji smiled knowingly, then suddenly his fingers trembled rapidly, thrusting quickly in and out of Yang Buhui's vagina, the wetness from which the fluids flowed, creating a constant "sizzling" sound.

Yang Buhui felt waves of pleasure spreading from her vagina throughout her body, a tingling, electric current coursing through every part of her being. She let out incoherent moans and gasps, her body drenched in sweat, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure. The semen she had just swallowed was now churning in her stomach, its unique taste stimulating every nerve, more arousing than any aphrodisiac. Her vagina was now glistening with moisture, shimmering with a seductive red glow, her skin burning hot, her body writhing incessantly.

Zhang Wuji withdrew his finger from Yang Buhui's vagina, held it up in front of her, and waved it, laughing as he said, "Sister Buhui, you're so wet! It's all over my hands, look..."

Yang Buhui squinted and saw that Zhang Wuji's hands were covered in her own vaginal fluid, glistening with a bright sheen. The pungent smell of her own fluids on his hands made her blush crimson with shame. Meanwhile, her vagina felt empty and desperately needed the insertion of something, so she involuntarily moved her hips, her thighs rubbing together to relieve the itching.

Seeing Yang Buhui's shy and alluring demeanor, Zhang Wuji felt a surge of desire. He knelt on the bed, lifted Yang Buhui's legs, and hoisted them onto his shoulders. He then pressed his penis against her vulva, rubbing it until it was covered in her vaginal fluids, before slowly inserting it.

Yang Buhui felt a sudden fullness in her lower body; something hot and hard was pressing against her. Her vagina involuntarily contracted, gripping Zhang Wuji's penis tightly and loosely, which she found quite amusing.

Zhang Wuji thrust forward again, penetrating even deeper. The slippery, folded walls tightly enveloped his penis, making thrusting not easy. Therefore, he gradually increased his strength, and his penis began to feel increasingly pleasurable.

Although it wasn't Yang Buhui's first time being fucked, the hard, thick, and large thing, along with the rapid thrusting, still caused her vagina to throb with pain. Her body felt as if it were being cleaved in two, and she begged for mercy, "Brother Wuji... please go slower... you're going to break my vagina, it really hurts... it really

hurts..." Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "How can a vagina be broken so easily? You always say your vagina is going to be broken, but I've never seen it break. You're so slutty, how can I not fuck you hard?" After saying that, he fucked her vagina even harder.

Gradually, Yang Buhui felt the pain in her vagina lessen than before. Her vagina had become somewhat numb from being penetrated, and she felt nothing when the penetration was slower. So she actively moved her hips, allowing Zhang Wuji's penis to penetrate deeper and faster. Her body trembled involuntarily, her face glowing with pleasure, and she let out soft, panting breaths. Her breasts, glistening with fragrant sweat, rippled with unpredictable waves as they rose and fell. The legs that had been on Zhang Wuji's shoulders came down and wrapped around his back.

Zhang Wuji enjoyed the pleasure of his penis thrusting into her vagina while admiring Yang Buhui's alluring figure. The more he looked, the more excited he became. Suddenly, his penis thrust forward with great force, slamming into the depths of Yang Buhui's honeyed cave. Yang Buhui let out a weak, delicate moan, "Ouch!" as if her soul had been shattered and left her body in an instant.

Yang Buhui felt as if she were being electrocuted by Zhang Wuji's penis. The current spread from her vagina throughout her body, instantly reaching every part of her. The sensation deepened with each thrust, becoming more and more tingling and aching, accompanied by the sounds of "plop! plop!" from her wetness. Yang Buhui was rendered weak and powerless, completely at Zhang Wuji's mercy.

The more Zhang Wuji thrust, the more excited he became. Finally, he spread Yang Buhui's legs wide apart, allowing him to clearly see his large penis thrusting in and out of her bright red, wet vagina. He could see his penis going in and out, glistening with her fluids.

Yang Buhui's vagina was being wildly pumped by Zhang Wuji, leaving her drenched in sweat, her hair wet, shaking her head and swaying her legs. She felt waves of lust surging through her, one after another, completely immersed in a sea of desire.

Her vulva continuously swallowed and released the large penis, gushing out wave after wave of hot, scalding vaginal fluid. The fluid overflowed, flowing down the sides of the penis, staining her buttocks and the sheets with glistening drops. Her entire lower body was soaked, and her labia became bright red and incredibly alluring.

Zhang Wuji felt a tingling sensation on his glans, his penis experiencing unprecedented comfort. Waves of pleasure washed over him, his lower body trembling violently, as if an electric current was coursing through his veins. He couldn't help but squeeze Yang Buhui's two tender breasts tightly, kneading and pressing them repeatedly. His hands squeezed and rubbed the breasts, creating a deep cleavage. Beads of sweat scattered within the cleavage, making the breasts even more alluring with their fragrant perspiration.

Yang Buhui felt incredibly comfortable being penetrated by Zhang Wuji's penis. Her clitoris felt itchy and tingling, as if being bitten by a thousand ants, while her body felt incredibly relaxed.

Zhang Wuji held Yang Buhui's slender waist with one hand, while the other caressed her full, tender breasts, pinching and pulling them forcefully. He panted, "How...how is it...is Wuji-gege fucking you good, isn't it..." He continued to thrust harder, making Yang Buhui moan and groan. Her body trembled even more violently, her two snow-white, tender breasts bouncing before Zhang Wuji's eyes, smooth and slippery, occasionally emitting a soft, white sheen.

The fragrance of Yang Buhui's body, her alluring breasts, and the subtle scent of her genitals mingled with the smell of her sweat, invigorating Zhang Wuji's nostrils. Zhang Wuji simply bent down, lowered his head, and took Yang Buhui's smooth, fragrant breast into his mouth, sucking on her pale pink nipples, constantly teasing and licking them with his tongue. Yang Buhui cried out in pleasure, her chest arching upwards, beads of sweat flying from her hair, splashing everywhere. She tightly embraced Zhang Wuji's head, pressing it against her breasts.

Zhang Wuji's repeated attacks overwhelmed Yang Buhui, leaving her feeling relaxed and tingling all over. A strange, numbing sensation seeped into her bones, making her feel as if her very bones had melted away. His face was buried deep in Yang Buhui's breasts, his touch revealing smooth, soft, plump, and supple skin, inhaling the rich fragrance of her milk. After a while, Jiang Tiantao lifted his head, thrusting his hips forward, his glans sinking deep into her tender bud, completely enveloped. He contracted forcefully, feeling his glans hot, wet, sour, itchy, numb, and throbbing.

Yang Buhui's bud, both hot and tender, couldn't help but climax, clinging to Zhang Wuji like an octopus, her scalding juices splashing onto his glans. Zhang Wuji could no longer hold back. With a "plop," he ejaculated his thick, hot semen, like a powerful jet of water striking Yang Buhui's tender flesh.

Her vulva was thick with semen, her penis was wet, and milky white fluid seeped from the outside of her vulva, flowing down her thighs, wetting Zhang Wuji's scrotum, and making their pubic hair glisten with semen.

Zhang Wuji withdrew his penis from Yang Buhui's vagina, lay down beside her, and held her in his arms, panting, "Buhui, was it good? I really wish I could hold you like this and fuck you every day!"

Yang Buhui was so exhausted from Zhang Wuji's fucking that she barely had the strength to speak. Her breathing was clear, her chest heaving, clearly showing she was completely worn out. But she still whispered in Zhang Wuji's ear, "Brother Wuji, I really wish it could be like this too! But can you really do it?"

Zhang Wuji didn't know why Yang Buhui said this, so he replied, "Of course I can!"

Yang Buhui calmly... He chuckled and said, "You really think your dick is made of iron and steel? Your skills in bed are impressive, but you don't belong to me alone. I'm going to share you with Xiao Zhao now. You're so handsome, your martial arts are so good, and now you're the sect leader—truly a young and promising man. Who knows how many girls will like you in the future? Not to mention, Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei Sect seems quite interested in you, and that mysterious Zhao Min also seems to like you. Aren't you tempted by them? I'll just be one of your women at most. What if you get tired of me?" "Oh no, she's spending all her time with her new lover, and I'll be left all alone!"

Zhang Wuji was taken aback by Yang Buhui's thoughts. He stroked her hair and said, "Sister Buhui, you're overthinking things. No matter what, I'll always love you!"

Yang Buhui suddenly got out of bed, knelt naked on the floor, and said with her head bowed, "Brother Wuji, please forgive me!"

Zhang Wuji was at a loss. He didn't understand why Yang Buhui was kneeling before him and asking for forgiveness. He quickly got out of bed to help her up, saying, "No... " "Sister Hui, what are you doing? Get up and say what's on your mind!"

Zhang Wuji helped Yang Buhui up and sat her on the edge of the bed. She said softly, "Brother Wuji, when my mother passed away, she entrusted me to your care. You traveled thousands of miles to bring me from the banks of the Huai River to my father in the Western Regions. To be honest, I liked you very much, and later I devoted myself to you and enjoyed your favor. I had originally planned to follow you for the rest of my life. But...but..."

Zhang Wuji interrupted, "But you were unfaithful, leaving your mark everywhere, which made you unhappy, didn't you? Hehe, my sister Buhui has also learned to be jealous!"

Yang Buhui nodded, then shook her head, explaining, "Brother Wuji, don't misunderstand. I know you're very outstanding, and many girls like you. Even if you don't provoke them, they'll still pursue you. I know it's not your fault; it's normal for a man to have several wives. But do you remember when we were little, you bought me a string of candied hawthorns? I loved them so much, but someone snatched one and took a bite. You took it back for me, but I never wanted to eat that string of candied hawthorns again because someone else had already taken a bite; it wasn't mine anymore. Do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Wuji nodded expressionlessly, staring blankly at Yang Buhui, and asked, "So what do you mean now?"

Yang Buhui continued, "You know about what happened between my parents and Uncle Yin Liu. Although it was a long time ago, Uncle Yin Liu has never forgotten my mother. This time, he was seriously injured and unconscious day and night, constantly holding my hand and calling my name: 'Xiaofu! Xiaofu!'" As she said this, tears welled up in her eyes, and she became very emotional.

Zhang Wuji said, "Those were Sixth Uncle's words spoken in his delirium; they cannot be taken seriously."

Yang Buhui said, "No. You don't understand, but I do. When he later regained his senses and looked at me, his eyes and expression were exactly the same; he was still begging me not to leave him, only he didn't say it aloud."

Zhang Wuji sighed and said, "I will do everything in my power to find a way to obtain the Black Jade Rejuvenating Ointment to heal Third Uncle and Sixth Uncle's injuries."

Yang Buhui said, "The way Sixth Uncle looked at me, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that Father and Mother had wronged him, the more I thought about it ..." She felt sorry for him. "Brother Wuji, I've already promised Uncle Yin... Uncle Yin, I'll stay with him for life, I'll never leave him."

Zhang Wuji was shocked, never expecting she would entrust her life to Yin Liting. He was speechless for a moment, only reaching his hand towards Yang Buhui's vulva, saying, "Don't you regret it? You used to always have my big cock inside you, I wonder if Uncle Yin's cock is big or small, can it satisfy you?"

Yang Buhui said shyly, "Although Uncle Yin's cock isn't as big as yours, it's still six or seven inches hard when it's erect." Inch, I think I will get used to it slowly!

Zhang Wuji asked hurriedly: "You...you...have you already slept with Uncle Yin Liu?"

Yang Buhui quickly blushed and said, "Last time when Sixth Uncle Yin was in a coma, he thought I was my mother. He hugged me and wanted to kiss me. I should have pushed him away!"

Zhang Wuji asked, "Then how do you know the size of his dick?"

Yang Buhui replied: "I have been taking care of Uncle Yin Liu recently. Sometimes I help him bathe and change clothes, so I have naturally seen him there." One time I accidentally touched it and his cock quickly got hard.

Zhang Wuji asked again: "Then what does your father think?"

Yang Buhui responded: "My father didn't say anything. He just asked me to ask for your opinion. He said he had entrusted me to you!"

Zhang Wuji nodded and said, "I respect your opinion in everything. Since you like Uncle Yin Liu, you should take good care of him in the future!"

Yang Buhui blinked his eyes, rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Wuji, don't you blame me?" I have one more thing to discuss with you! "

Zhang Wuji asked him what was going on.

Yang Buhui replied, "Uncle Yin Liu also asked you about me. I told him there was nothing between us, and I'm still a virgin. But you know my hymen was broken long ago. I really don't know how to face Uncle Yin Liu now. I can't bear to disappoint him!"

Zhang Wuji nodded thoughtfully and said, "Let me think. You want to become a virgin again, right? But now that you don't have a hymen, and your vagina isn't very tight, you're afraid you won't be able to hide it from Uncle Yin Liu, right?"

Yang Buhui nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, that's exactly what I mean!"

Zhang Wuji pondered for a while, sighed, and said, "I do have a way, but..."

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