Supreme Beauty

Prologue

Heaven is empty, earth is empty, and human life is but a fleeting dream within. The sun is empty, the moon is empty, for whom do they rise in the east and set in the west? Gold

is empty, silver is empty, what remains in our hands after death? Wife is empty, children are empty, we will not meet again on the road to the Yellow Springs. Power is empty,

fame is empty, in the blink of

an eye, we are all just a mound of earth in the desolate wilderness! These are the profound sayings often uttered by the divine strategist Laozi. He has traveled the world for many years, traversing the north and south of the Yangtze River,

befriending countless heroes, and naturally experiencing countless hardships. Legend has it that he can glimpse the secrets of heaven,

calculating everything with unerring accuracy, and is hailed as the greatest fortune teller under heaven.

However, he doesn't just tell fortunes for anyone. If his father is displeased, even if ten thousand taels of gold were placed before him,

he wouldn't even blink; yet, if he wanted to divine someone's fate,

he would relentlessly pursue that person, even if they fled to the ends of the earth, even if they were a guest in the King of Hell's palace.

Wuyue, situated atop Baiyu Peak, is a sacred place for martial arts practitioners. Even a roadside vendor selling miscellaneous noodles

might possess extraordinary martial arts skills, simply to earn a living in this rabble of people. It's often said that

money earned in the martial arts world comes and goes easily; this place is full of wealthy patrons willing to spend lavishly.

The streets are bustling with activity. These days, in the struggle for the title of martial arts alliance leader, people from both the legitimate and illegitimate worlds are eager to try their

luck , turning the usually somewhat desolate streets into a crowded mess. If a shop sign

were to accidentally fall, it might just kill a martial arts prodigy.

However, Laozi Shensuan didn't come to Wuyue for this purpose. Instead, he followed a mysterious figure

here. He chased him from the northern deserts to the southern deserts, then from the southern deserts to Miao territory, finally arriving at Wuyue after a relentless pursuit of

over three months, finally catching up with this strange individual.

Meanwhile, in the Shengping Inn, this strange woman—Lou Lingbo—sat before him. Dressed in a moon-

white skin was as white as snow, her face exquisitely beautiful. A faint smile played on her lips, and her

clear, autumn-like eyes stared intently at him, filled with interest, seemingly eager to see what tricks he would pull.

"Old man Kongkong, I'm here to watch the show, not to be watched. What do you want to say?

Just say it." Lou Lingbo didn't think she was strange at all; on the contrary, this fortune teller before her, who had been pursuing her for

three months , was truly bizarre.

"Let me do your divination. After I'm done, I'll disappear immediately and never bother you again. Deal?"

The fortune teller's old eyes crinkled with laughter. He'd finally caught this little fox; his three months of hard work

hadn't been entirely in vain!

From the moment he first saw her in the northern desert, he knew she was a girl. What was truly astonishing was that

her exquisitely beautiful face hadn't attracted any lustful men; were they blind?

Furthermore, she traveled the land healing and helping the poor, never accepting a penny in return—a veritable living

Bodhisattva. She even generously gave alms to suffering animals. He had followed her all this

way witnessed her struggle to save a monk who had accidentally stepped into a hunter's trap, spending three days and three nights

treating his injured foot. Speaking of which, that monk was incredibly foolish.

In any case, from the moment he saw her, he felt she was exceptionally special, yet he couldn't quite put

his finger on what made her so. Therefore, he insisted on having her fortune told to see what made her destiny so extraordinary.

Lou Lingbo shrugged her slender shoulders, smiled dismissively, and said, "Talking about this lifetime is

a bit too serious. Lingbo enjoys making friends, so I'll have you cast a divination today.

We'll meet again someday, somewhere along the way, and we'll still be friends!"

Although she didn't like having her fortune told, seeing his earnest intentions, she let him have his way.

For months, Lou Lingbo had been traveling the martial world, picking up a lot of its ways, learning to be carefree

and understanding.

"Old man, I just love your style! We're definitely friends!" He excitedly took out

the ancient wooden divination stick he had been protecting and carefully castrated it for her.

Lou Lingbo, however, paid no attention to the divination results. She rested her chin on her hand, sipped her tea, and casually

watched the bustling crowd on the street.

The afternoon breeze made her drowsy, and Lou Lingbo finally couldn't resist turning back to look at Laozi the Divine Calculator. She

yawned said, "Is it not over yet? I'm sleepy—" Seeing his strange expression, her words caught in her throat.

After a pause, she said, "Old Master Kongkong, there's no need to take it so seriously!"

Laozi the Divine Calculator stroked his white beard, frowned, and stared intently at the unusual image on the divination chart

. He nodded, then shook his head, and finally sighed deeply.

Lou Lingbo followed his frown, nod, and shake her head. After a moment of silence, she finally couldn't help but ask

, "Old Master Kongkong, even if it's a very bad omen, please just say so, okay? Your strange shaking and sighing

makes me very sad!"

"How strange! Two dragons vying for a pearl, dividing the world in two—this is an auspicious omen, yet it also conceals a great calamity

. What's even stranger is that when I try to resolve this ominous sign, I can't do it no matter what I try, nor can I avoid it. These two

dragons are extremely powerful, like fire and water, incompatible. Once they clash, the outcome is unpredictable. Lingbo, you must be careful

!"

Upon hearing this, Lou Lingbo's beautiful lips curled into a smile, and she chuckled, "Two dragons vying for a pearl, dividing the world in two? That sounds quite

frightening. Old man Kongkong..." "What exactly did you divine for Lingbo?"

Laozi the Divine Calculator sighed again, picked up the copper coins from the divination sticks and placed them in her delicate hand. Staring at her beautiful

face, he slowly uttered two words with deep meaning—"Marriage."

Chapter 1

Due to the incompetence of the former martial arts alliance leader in his later years, the martial arts world has been in chaos and turmoil for years. Because

of this , people from all walks of life are eager to seize the title of martial arts alliance leader in the martial arts arena and

command the martial arts world.

However, unexpectedly, this battle for the alliance leader ended in less than a few days. A new martial arts

alliance leader has been born. His identity is both righteous and evil. He is a close friend of Gongsun Huo, the demon king of Evil Valley, and a drinking buddy of

the Beggar Clan origins are unknown. He has wandered the martial arts world for many years, making many enemies and

many friends. Just looking at his handsome scholar's face, it is hard to imagine that he is the new martial arts supreme,

Xiao Lengqing.

"Damn it, we're a few days late." Lou Lingbo sat on the city wall, gazing at

the tiny figures on the dueling platform in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh.

She couldn't even witness a single martial arts competition! All she could see now was the bustling scene in the arena, celebrating

the birth of a new martial arts alliance leader!

"It's about to happen," Laozi Shensuan said mysteriously.

Lou Lingbo turned around, her bright eyes glancing at him, her lips pursed, and her slender body leaped down from

the city wall , saying, "It's not about to happen, it's that a new martial arts alliance leader has already been chosen! Never mind, I

'm going to the Nangong family to deliver what Father entrusted to Master Nangong!"

As she picked up her bundle and was about to turn and leave, Laozi Shensuan suddenly called out to her, his sharp eyes, set in his old

face fixed intently on the distant martial arts arena.

"Lingbo, listen to this old man, turn back, don't go to the Nangong family! Even if you insist on going,

don't go now!"

Lou Lingbo glanced at him in confusion, a faint smile appearing on her beautiful face. "Old man Kongkong, the martial arts

alliance leader has already been chosen. There's no point in staying in Wuyue to see any excitement. The sooner we deliver the things to Master Nangong, the sooner

we can leave!"

Upon hearing this, Laozi Shensuan calculated with his fingers and suddenly sighed. "Go! Even if you escape today,

you can't escape tomorrow at the latest. Lingbo, be careful."

She smiled sweetly, shrugged, and waved her slender hand to tell Laozi Shensuan not to worry. Her light and graceful

figure walked further and further away. "Old man Kongkong, we'll meet again."

"What is meant to be will be." The old man's deep, aged voice murmured slowly.

With a flick of his finger, the copper coin in his hand seemed to come alive, falling silently into the bundle behind Lou Lingbo. He

stroked

his white beard, his nimble figure vanishing in the blink of an eye, leaving only his

faint, ...

"Two dragons vying for a pearl, dividing the world in two, how will this fate be resolved?"

"Young Master Lou, the master is receiving important guests in the inner hall. Please wait here for a moment while I

go and inform him."

Xiao Yu told Lou Lingbo to wait outside the door. After turning and going inside, she waited for a long time, but still received no response. She

grew impatient, but her beautiful face remained calm, a delicate smile playing on her lips, leaving the passing

servants , both men and women, dumbfounded.

They couldn't help but think, if this handsome young master claimed to be second to none, what

woman would dare claim to be the most beautiful?

"Do you need me to gouge their eyes out for you?"

A deep male voice rose faintly from behind. Lou Lingbo simply smiled lightly, saying without turning her head

, "No need. What would I do with so many eyes? I don't know where to put them!"

Her playful words aroused a smile in the man's captivating eyes. He smiled and asked again, "You want to see

Nangong Huang?"

"Yes, but he's so arrogant. I've been informed for so long, and his master hasn't even replied

. I've been waiting for ages." Lou Lingbo snorted.

"Is that so? Let me take you in to see him." He had barely finished speaking when he forcefully grabbed her slender arm and

led her into the inner hall.

"Wait, wait!" Lou Lingbo was startled by his sudden action. "Who are you? Let

go of my hand, let's talk this over."

"What's there to talk about?" He smiled faintly, glancing back at her pretty face. "Nangong Huang dares not refuse to see

me? He's courting death!"

Lou Lingbo's bright eyes widened at his words, then she smiled calmly. "Martial arts people are indeed bloodthirsty and ruthless. By the way,

you haven't told me your name yet?"

He curled his lips slightly, a hint of a smile in his eyes, and remained silent, not answering her question. In the blink of an eye,

the two had arrived at the entrance of the inner hall, where they were blocked by servants. A group of men hurriedly blocked their way,

their expressions flustered.

"Master has ordered that no one is allowed to enter without permission!"

"Get out of the way!" The man's cold, smiling eyes narrowed, radiating a strong sense of intimidation.

Lou Lingbo looked up at his cold, handsome face, then glanced down at the bundle in her hands. A plan formed in her mind. She smiled sweetly

and said, "You're really courting death! Do you know who he is? He's the current leader of the martial arts alliance!"

The servants were terrified, and the man also gave her a slightly surprised look. A sinister smile

flashed across his dark eyes, but he remained silent.

"Get out of the way! Otherwise, you won't be able to bear the consequences," Lou Lingbo said, her gaze sharp and

menacing .

The man smiled, leaning down to whisper in her ear, "You really think you're just making threats? Aren't you afraid

we'll be the ones who suffer in the end?"

"No," she replied with a faint smile, responding to his whisper. "You seem very capable;

you should at least be able to keep us safe, right?"

"Easy," he said, his dark eyes fixed on her pretty face. Suddenly, a wicked smile appeared on his face, and with

a flick of his long finger, the tightly closed door swung open!

Inside, Nangong Huang was startled, turning to stare at the commotion outside. Meanwhile, a tall

man didn't even blink. He exuded an imposing aura, calmly observing the painting in his hands, his expression cold

and confident.

Lou Lingbo smiled gently, walking calmly into the hall. She raised her clear, autumn-like eyes to look at

Nangong Huang , but sensitively sensed a cold yet intense gaze fixed on her.

"How dare you! Do you know—" Nangong Huang's words trailed off as if his tongue had been cut,

stammering, "Xiao... Xiao, Master Xiao!"

The Nangong family was a prestigious clan on Baiyu Peak, and he had naturally been present at the martial arts tournament, thus

witnessing Xiao Lengqing's appearance firsthand.

Lou Lingbo was stunned. This man was Xiao Lengqing? She found it amusing; could things really be so coincidental?

She raised her watery eyes, scrutinizing his handsome and arrogant face. Rumor had it that he was only thirty years old, yet already possessed

extraordinary skills, standing out from the crowd.

"Uncle Nangong, my father's dying wish was for me to personally deliver this item to you." Lou Lingbo seized the opportunity,

taking out a small brocade box from her bundle and handing it to Nangong Huang.

Upon seeing the brocade box, Nangong Huang was secretly startled, giving Lou Lingbo a suspicious look. "It's rumored that Lou Family Fort

only has one female head of the family. Young master, what is your background?"

At this moment, another tall man in the hall raised his eyes from the scroll, coldly glancing at Lou Lingbo's delicate

face , a sneer playing on his thin lips.

Xiao Lengqing narrowed his eyes arrogantly, also smiling.

They both mocked Nangong Huang; was the old man blind? Couldn't he see that she was actually a

girl, and a vibrant, beautiful one at that!

Lou Lingbo smiled gently and shrugged. "Uncle Nangong hasn't been in contact with my father for too long, so naturally he doesn't

know that my mother gave birth to another boy like me. Now that the item has been handed over to Uncle Nangong, Lingbo will take

her leave!"

"Wait!" Nangong Huang called after her departing figure, urgently asking, "Besides this brocade box,

did your father leave anything else? Or any other last words he wanted me to know?"

"Uncle Nangong, why don't you tell me yourself, what kind of last words should my father have left?" Lou Lingbo raised her long eyelashes

and glanced at him with a smile.

"No, it shouldn't be like this." Nangong Huang chuckled dryly.

"Hearing you ask, Nangong Huang, I think her father should have left some last words."

The tall man's deep voice was light, but his dark, cold eyes were fixed on Lou Lingbo's fair and

delicate face.

"Your Majesty!" Nangong Huang was terrified, his heart almost leaping out of his chest. "I don't understand what Your Majesty means

.

If Young Master Lou said there were no last words, then there really aren't any, are there?"

Xiao Lengqing's sharp eyes were fixed on the unfamiliar man, and when he noticed that his gaze was locked on Lou Lingbo

's beautiful face, he felt a sudden displeasure. He wrapped his long arm around her slender arm, his posture extremely

domineering and possessive.

Lou Lingbo glanced at Xiao Lengqing, feeling inexplicably confused. Why was he

embracing ?

As if they were close friends who had known each other for many years?

Jun Rongtian glanced coldly at Xiao Lengqing's arm around Lou Lingbo. Instantly, a turbulent undercurrent

surged between the two men, their gazes clashing sharply. Lou Lingbo seemed like a lamb to the slaughter in their hands.

Lou Lingbo secretly pinched Xiao Lengqing's arm, not immediately pulling away, but raising her soft, smiling eyes

to look at Jun Rongtian. "Why did you say my father should leave a will?"

For some reason, when her eyes met his, her heart skipped a beat. His slightly cold face

suddenly became vivid in her mind's eye.

Was it an illusion? She seemed to hear the sound of her heart wall crumbling, fragments falling into

the lake of her heart, rippling outwards in endless waves.

Her little pinching gesture didn't escape Jun Rongtian's notice. He couldn't help but smile. "If you're willing

to be my woman, I'll tell you!"

"Your Majesty?" Nangong Huang stared wide-eyed in disbelief, looking at Jun Rongtian, then at Lou Lingbo.

He... no, she, was a woman? The atmosphere was tense and silent for a long while .

Suddenly, Xiao Lengqing gave a sinister laugh, his deep male voice rising slowly,

"She will be my woman. As for you, don't even think about it!"

"Xiao...Master Xiao?" This time, Nangong Huang almost bit his tongue off. He looked at Lou

Lingbo again, and unexpectedly, her beautiful and delicate face was faintly flushed with anger.

That's right, Lou Lingbo was furious, her delicate red lips curving into a cold smile. What did these two damned men

take her for?!

The meeting ended unhappily.

Lou Lingbo walked out of the Nanguan family's gate with a tense expression. She couldn't stay in this hellish place for even a moment longer. She

just wanted and never see those two arrogant and self-righteous men again!

She looked up at the sky. The sun was setting, and the crowd on the street had thinned out considerably. The wind had also grown colder,

carrying a bone-chilling cold.

Suddenly, a long, strong male arm swept around her slender waist, and in the blink of an eye, her petite

body was firmly trapped in the man's tall embrace. In the dark alley, all was silent, the man's breath slowly

seeping into hers.

"Let me go! Who are you?" She pushed and pounded on his hard, rock-like chest, but

her efforts were futile.

"I'm just a busybody who meddles in worldly affairs." Jun Rongtian's deep voice carried a faint smile as his

long fingers lifted her delicate chin, scrutinizing her exquisite face.

"It's you!" One of the two arrogant men! Damn it!

Jun Rongtian's dark eyes stared intently at her, seeing his reflection in her bright, clear pupils,

a flash of anger appearing. Despite her seemingly fragile and pitiful appearance, she could not conceal

the strength within her.

Lou Lingbo felt a surge of panic under his predatory gaze, as if she were about to

be devoured by his dangerously aggressive dark eyes.

He smiled playfully, his fingertips caressing her fair skin. "So what if it's me? Lou Lingbo, do you think you

can escape from me like this?"

"What a joke." She narrowed her bright eyes, letting out a cold laugh. "Let me go. I don't want

to play this pointless game. You, a mere bystander, have no right to control my whereabouts, and of course, I don't need to

run away from here."

"Is that so?" He raised an eyebrow with a wicked glint in his eye, his large hand pressing down on the back of her head, stroking her cloud-like black hair, his

deep eyes brimming with lust.

"No... let go, let me go!" She resisted him desperately, turning her face away from his burning gaze,

her mind blank, suddenly panicked.

She was completely unaware of how it was happening. When his warm, thin male lips pressed against hers,

she was utterly stunned, and for a moment, she could barely breathe.

He completely dominated her, his strong, powerful hands pressing down on her head, his tall, imposing body confining

her, rendering her completely immobile.

"Mmm..." A moan escaped her throat as their lips intertwined in a passionate kiss. She tried to resist, but

under his control, she melted into soft mush.

His tongue skillfully teased her delicate tongue, sucking the soft, moist nectar from her mouth, silencing

her protesting moans with kisses, licking her deeply and lightly.

No! His frenzied aggression stunned and shocked her. No one had ever treated her like this before! At this moment, her heart...

A strange, surging emotion welled up within her.

Suddenly, a blood-stained, cold sword was pressed against Jun Rongtian's throat, but he merely smiled coldly,

as if he had known this would happen all along.

"To die beneath the peony blossoms, even as a ghost, is still romantic. Xiao Lengqing, am I right about that?" Jun Rongtian released Lou

Lingbo swollen, red lips from the kiss, turning his head to smile at the man whose murderous intent was concealed.

Xiao Lengqing's alluring eyes narrowed, and he lifted a grotesquely contorted head in his large hand, crimson blood still

dripping down. "Is this your enemy?"

Lou Lingbo's heart churned at the sight of the head, and she turned her watery eyes away, unable to bear the sight any longer; her once blushing

cheeks instantly lost their color.

After examining the severed head closely, Jun Rongtian sneered and shook his head. "Never seen it before, but I'm pretty sure it was

n't .

What? Don't you ask before you kill someone?"

Xiao Lengqing ignored his sarcastic words and casually tossed the head behind her. "The last survivor was

assassinated with a poisoned arrow. This group had been following her for a long time. If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have all been

killed by them."

Lou Lingbo felt a chill run down her slender frame upon hearing this. She raised her watery eyes to look at Xiao Lengqing. "These people came to

kill me?"

"I'm afraid so." Xiao Lengqing shrugged helplessly, a hint of cold jealousy flashing in her dark eyes. "Don't you

remember having any enemies with anyone?"

She gently pushed Jun Rongtian away and smiled bitterly. "My martial arts foundation is very poor. Who could I possibly bully?

Loujiabao has been isolated from the world for many years. It's unlikely that I've made enemies with anyone. I can't even guess who would want to

kill me."

Jun Rongtian's eyes were icy cold, devoid of any emotion. The sharp sword pressed against his neck gradually absorbed the crimson

blood. A sinister light flashed, and Xiao Lengqing groaned, deftly sheathing the sword.

At this moment, a young man dressed as a servant respectfully stepped forward and waited beside Jun Rongtian, whispering,

"Master, news has arrived from the manor. Please return immediately to handle it."

"Hmm." Jun Rongtian snorted coldly, suddenly grabbing Lou Lingbo's slender wrist and whispering in her

ear, "Jun Rongtian, imprint these three words firmly in your mind. Don't try to escape.

You can't escape my grasp in this lifetime!"

"You—" Her eyes widened, almost unable to believe that there was such an arrogant man in the world!

After speaking, Jun Rongtian brushed past her. When he reached Xiao Lengqing's side, he turned his head and gave him a cold glance,

a provocative smile playing on his lips.

Xiao Lengqing returned his smile with a confident grin, appearing arrogant and unrestrained. "Jun Rongtian, it's a pity we both

have our eyes on her. We're destined to be enemies. The day she becomes my wife, that kiss just now, I'll make

you pay with your blood."

"Is that so? I'll wait and see." Jun Rongtian casually uttered these words, his tall figure instantly

disappearing without a trace, leaving only a lingering aura of authority in the air.

After a long while, Lou Lingbo finally regained consciousness and couldn't help but shout angrily, "You...you...

I will not belong to either of you! Xiao Lengqing, Jun Rongtian, did you hear me?!

I will never be yours!"

Xiao Lengqing smiled leisurely, completely unconcerned about her angry words. At this moment, a

copper coin , clinking twice.

He subconsciously crouched down to pick up the copper coin. A strange light flashed as he touched it. He stood up, opened her

slender hand, and placed the coin in her soft, watery palm.

"Isn't this Kongkong Laozi's fortune-telling coin? Why is it in my bag?" She clutched

the coin, still warm from his touch, her mind in utter turmoil.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her delicate, pink neck, inhaling her sweet, virginal fragrance, and whispered, "Unfortunately,

I cannot answer that question."

She paused, feeling his hot breath caress her smooth, snowy skin. After

a long while, she turned away in shame and anger, shouting—"Xiao Lengqing!"

Chapter Two:

"Master, congratulations on finally finding her."

The eerie moonlit night, a cool breeze rustling the treetops, created an atmosphere too quiet and suffocating.

Jun Rongtian leaned lazily against the throne in the hall, carefully examining the painting in his hand.

"Feiling, what do you think of her?" he asked with a faint smile.

"I can only say that Your Excellency has excellent taste. She is a very individualistic and interesting woman. My brother, Feihu

, sent word that Your Excellency should be careful, as there is indeed someone around her who wants to harm her."

Feiling was strikingly beautiful, her delicate features always carrying a hint of coldness. She was slender and thin, and she and Feihu

were inseparable, protecting Jun Rongtian's safety. If Feiling was a bodyguard, then Feihu was Jun Rongtian's

shadow assassin. The brother and sister were extremely loyal to Jun Rongtian.

Upon hearing this, Jun Rongtian's eyes turned cold. "Feiling, I want you to go to her side. If anyone tries to harm her,

kill them without mercy ."

"What about Your Excellency? Feihu isn't by Your Excellency's side either—"

"Don't talk nonsense, just do as I say." Jun Rongtian lowered his gaze to the exquisite woman in the painting. Her delicate

face was smiling gently, her figure slender, and her bright eyes seemed to be directly gazing at the viewer.

Unexpectedly, the graceful figure in the painting was none other than Lou Lingbo!

Jun Rongtian curled his lips into a wicked smile, his figure flashing like a rainbow, disappearing into the eerie

darkness of the night in the blink of an eye. Lost in

a daze, she was captivated.

Jun Rongtian's cold, alluring eyes were deeply etched into her dreams, unforgettable. Lou Lingbo closed her eyes,

tossing and turning, her body damp with cool sweat.

Her slender hands unconsciously tugged at her thin undergarment, revealing glimpses of her embroidered red plum blossoms, and beads of fragrant

sweat slid down her snow-white breasts.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, sitting bolt upright, letting out a soft sigh. What was wrong with her? Dreaming of

Jun Rongtian's figure had caused her heart to clench, a pain so intense she could hardly breathe.

His burning breath lingered on her lips. Heavens, what was wrong with her? Thinking of

a man ?

"Having a nightmare?"

A deep, husky male voice rang out from nearby.

Lou Lingbo, startled by the voice, raised her watery eyes and gazed into a pair of long, deep black eyes. Jun Rongtian was looking at her with an air of malevolence.

His smile scrutinized her.

"You—how did you get in?" She clutched her clothes, retreating several inches, her small hands

trembling . "Jun Rongtian, what exactly do you want?"

Jun Rongtian smiled wickedly, his tall figure closing in on her like a shadow. With a swift movement, he pulled her tightly into

his embrace, pressing her trembling breasts against his broad chest. She resisted, her small hands

attacking him relentlessly.

He remained silent, his rough hands caressing her delicate neck, turning her small, exquisite face towards him, and

fiercely sealing her lips with his own. His other hand delved into her long, flowing hair, like a black cloud. His kiss was domineering

and forceful, silencing her remaining gasps.

Lou Lingbo was flustered and confused. She felt his rough palm slowly slide down to her chest, which was slightly damp with cold sweat, and slip it

inside her undergarment, grabbing and covering her full, tender breasts. Through the thin bodice, he fondled and twisted her

nipples.

"No..." Helpless tears welled up in her eyes. She was powerless to move, only allowing his wicked and slick

tongue to penetrate deeper into her mouth, deeply stirring the tenderest part of her mouth, sucking her saliva, and

chewing on her soft lips.

Jun Rongtian's cold eyes narrowed darkly. He pressed her down on the bed, released her

lips , and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her taut nipple under her bodice, eliciting a suppressed moan from her.

"Don't...please don't..."

As he kissed and caressed her, damp stains appeared on her bodice. He gently bit her tender, sensitive

nipple, while his large hand played with her other proud breast, kneading and teasing it in his palm, occasionally pinching her

engorged hardened nipple.

"No...please don't...Jun Rongtian, I've never known you before, why have you been relentlessly pursuing me since we

met ? Relentlessly pursuing me!"

Upon hearing this, Jun Rongtian smiled wickedly, remaining silent.

She couldn't help but panic and become flustered. Unexpectedly, he lowered his head and kissed her sweet, red lips fiercely, silencing her

lingering rebuke.

A surge of hot desire churned within her chest. She tried with all her might but couldn't move him an inch.

His large hand slid wildly down her chest, which was slightly damp with cold sweat, and slipped inside her thin undergarment, cupping her full, tender breasts and

kneading them in his palm.

"No..." Through the thin undergarment, she could clearly feel the burning heat of his large hands, searing

her heart with pain.

Lou Lingbo twisted her body, trying to avoid his aggressive kiss. She cried helplessly as he continued to ignite

her passion, while a shy timidity filled her heart, almost unbearable.

A thick, hot tide slowly spread from her lower abdomen, quickly coursing through her limbs.

He unexpectedly tore her undergarment, the moon-white fabric flying everywhere, revealing

two pearl-like nipples clearly visible on the red plum-embellished bodice.

He released her sweet lips, gazing deeply at her tear-stained face, pressing her trembling body onto

the bed, his large hands locking her slender wrists, rendering her immobile, and then he lowered his head to bite and tease one of her tender,

sensitive nipples.

"No—no, please don't…"

She felt his lips sucking and teasing her, the wetness between his lips gradually spreading, not just to her

breasts, but also between her legs, a moist heat rising unknowingly, and she

twisted her burning lower body.

"Jun… Rong, Tian! Stop!"

She was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to cry. Just a moment ago, she wanted to give up resisting, not because she was powerless, but because

she didn't want to refuse his caresses!

Jun Rongtian's eyes were fixed on her tearful face with a wicked look, and he whispered in her ear, "Why? My

Hua'er."

"You actually have the nerve to ask me why? I'm not your Hua'er! My surname is Lou, my name is Lou Lingbo!

Jun Rongtian, please… let me go! I don't know who you take me for, I just beg you to go find

that woman named Hua'er, I'm not, I'm not!"

A blush spread across her beautiful face, she raised her clear, autumn-like eyes, looking at his cold, handsome face with a pitiful and aggrieved expression

.

He remained silent, gazing into her bright eyes. He took her delicate hand, kissing her fingertips before slowly

moving to the inside of her wrist, gently biting her soft, white elbow.

His intimate actions elicited a suppressed moan from Lou Lingbo. His slender fingers skillfully untied

the drawstring of her bodice, freeing her two round, plump breasts.

"Jun Rongtian... let go, let me go! Please... don't do this..." A blush of shyness rose between her

face and breasts, and a surge of desire slowly spreading through her body rushed through her.

He greedily cupped her soft, smooth breasts in his palms, playing with them wantonly, occasionally pinching the two

tender red buds on her nipples.

"Ah..."

She couldn't help but let out a soft moan, the surging desire in her lower abdomen intensifying,

a slight, burning pain emanating from her moist, hot vulva, slowly releasing a sticky fluid. She involuntarily squeezed her legs together,

trying to suppress it.

He lifted her slender arms high, his wicked lips kissing her nipple, his tongue gently licking the sensitive skin of her

breast .

"No...stop..." A shiver of pleasure coursed through her body, hot and tingling, bringing a sense of pure

bliss .

Jun Rongtian curved his thin lips into a smile, taking her bright red nipple into his mouth,

his tongue seductively licking the taut tip.

"Ah..." She didn't want to admit it, but his lips and tongue truly felt so good!

Her struggles had long since turned into submission. Her eyes, brimming with desire, were slightly narrowed, radiating a faint glow.

Her soft, sweet lips parted slightly, still carrying his scent, slightly swollen and glistening with the sheen of a deep kiss, as she

moaned with longing.

One of his large hands slowly slipped inside her thin panties, touching her intimate area, his long fingers

probing between her tightly closed legs.

"No! Not there..." She tried to pull away his forceful gesture, but her weak strength

was no match for his wicked invasion. His masculine fingertips parted her soft pubic hair, searching for her shamefully burning

core.

He slowly teased her fragrant mound with his fingertips, then suddenly smiled, pressing his long fingers against

her clitoris, which was slightly stained with nectar.

Lou Lingbo gritted her teeth to suppress a moan, sensitively feeling his rough fingers twisting and playing with her engorged, wet

clitoris.

"Jun Rongtian... I hate you... I hate... you!" She clutched the mattress, unable to stop

the surge of desire rising in her private parts. She closed her eyes, as if she could hear the wanton sounds from between her private lips, each sound

humiliating her, yet also arousing her!

"Hate me?" Jun Rongtian smiled lazily and casually, forcefully inserting his long fingers into her wet, wanton

flower, cruelly tearing at her untouched entrance.

"It hurts..." The intense penetration of the foreign object made her writhe uncomfortably. Her tender, wet vagina

twitched slightly, but she could feel his long fingers churning and thrusting inside her, penetrating deeper and deeper, hurting

her delicate flower path.

"I won't allow you to hate me, Hua'er."

Hearing his deep, sexy voice, Lou Lingbo was slightly lost in thought. She couldn't understand the meaning behind his words, nor

did she have the mind to guess who Hua'er was.

His long fingers continued to thrust wantonly inside her, stirring up more hot, moist fluid. Slowly,

besides the tearing pain, a sense of pleasure spread from his invading fingertips.

"Ah..." She kicked her jade legs incessantly, her tight flower trembling slightly, deeply swallowing

his long fingers.

A glint of malice flashed in Jun Rongtian's deep black eyes. He maliciously forced another finger in, cruelly

tearing at her tender, tight opening again. Two fingers churned and twisted inside her, the sounds of her wetness growing even more frenzied.

His thumb, kneading her clitoris, quickened its pace.

"Ah...ah..."

she gasped, and when his tongue licked her cherry-red nipples again, she thought she was going to go mad

and die !

Her small hands gripped his robe tightly, and she cried out helplessly.

"No...I can't take it anymore, let me go...Jun Rongtian...I'm so hot...so uncomfortable...ah...

your fingers...stop..."

Jun Rongtian narrowed his cold eyes, a wicked smile flashing across his face. Ignoring her pain, he fiercely sealed

her moaning lips with his.

The speed of his long fingers thrusting in and out of her tender opening increased; he seemed intent on pushing her to the brink of collapse, driving her mad with

almost painful pleasure. "Mmm...mmm..."

In an instant, a trembling pleasure surged through her body, the spasms and overwhelming ecstasy completely captivating her. Her

small hands gripped his robe tightly, almost unable to breathe.

The air was thick with the scent of desire. She leaned against his broad chest, a few strands of hair

disheveled , a trace of longing flickering in her heart.

From the first time she saw him, his sinister eyes had been deeply etched into her heart, unforgettable . The more

she tried to forget him, the more he seemed to creep into her heart.

Suddenly, Jun Rongtian's eyes, deep with desire, turned cold. He nimbly rose, pulling her tightly into

his listening intently to the subtle shift in the air, a hint of murderous intent lurking beneath the surface.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly, her face buried against his chest.

"An enemy." Whether it was confidence or underestimation, the smile on his lips remained relaxed and carefree, completely

devoid of any wariness.

"Trying to kill me again?"

"Are you scared?" He glanced at her with a smile.

"If I said I was scared, would you just mock me? What if I wasn't? Jun Rongtian, would you

protect me?"

"You won't die without my permission." He casually uttered these words, closed his eyes, and circulated

his inner energy, forcefully suppressing the burning desire surging within his body.

He would kill those people, absolutely!

At this moment, a man in black burst through the window, his blade gleaming coldly. Before he could even prepare a move, Jun Rongtian smiled

coldly , and with a flick of his finger, blood was drawn and

the man's throat was sealed. Lou Lingbo stared blankly as crimson blood flowed from the man in black's throat, staining the ground red

. She clutched the tattered cloth at her chest, her heart trembling.

"Little Lou!"

Xiao Lengqing's voice came from afar, sounding urgent.

Jun Rongtian's cold gaze fell on Lou Lingbo's pale face, and he sneered, "Little Lou? How

intimate of !"

"I...he..." Lou Lingbo felt she should explain something, but then she thought,

what right condemn her!

Just because he came to her room in the middle of the night to tease her, even calling her "Hua'er" repeatedly? Who was Hua'er?

Thinking about it, a pang of jealousy rose in her heart.

Hua'er, Hua'er! How sickeningly sweet his words were!

Coming to her senses, Lou Lingbo realized her clothes were disheveled, and there was a man beside her! She

hurriedly got up, put on her purplish-red robe, tightened the belt at her waist, grabbed the composed man, and rushed

to push him out.

"Don't let him see us, Jun Rongtian, you'd better leave!"

"Why should I leave?" He glanced at her coldly, his figure flashing past, and in the blink of an eye, he was outside

the door, turning back to give her a wicked smile through the window.

At this moment, another man in black swung his knife, aiming straight for Jun Rongtian's heart. Lou Lingbo

almost , her mind going blank.

"Damn it!"

Like a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. With a low curse from Xiao Lengqing, the man in black was slashed across Jun Rongtian's face with

a sharp cut. His mouth, covered by a black cloth, gurgled twice, his lifeless white eyes widening as he turned to look at Xiao Lengqing,

dying instantly.

His gradually cooling body fell between the two men.

Xiao Lengqing suddenly chuckled, "Coming to this martial arts villa in the middle of the night, Brother Jun, you certainly have a good time."

"For some reason, I always feel the moonlight in this villa is particularly bright and beautiful. Taking a stroll under the moon, I accidentally

wandered in. Brother Xiao, you don't mind, do you?"

The smile in Jun Rongtian's words didn't reach the depths of his cold black eyes.

"How dare I?" Xiao Lengqing grunted, turning to look worriedly at Lou Lingbo standing inside the broken window. "Xiao Lou,

are you alright?"

"I think the problem lies with those people on the ground! I'm fine, but I've seen too much bloodshed these past few days,

and I'm not used to it. I think I'm not suited for wandering the martial world. Besides, I received a letter from home yesterday, telling me to go back as soon as possible.

Brother Xiao, Lingbo wants to go back to Loujiabao. We'll leave tomorrow."

For some reason, a bad premonition has been lingering in her heart lately. She studied medicine and was used to saving

lives, not killing. What

she was more eager to get rid of were the two men in front of her!

Xiao Lengqing respected her will and treated her with extreme gentleness; it was a feeling of being extremely cared for. However, Jun Rongtian

's cold arrogance was something she could never forget. The more she tried to forget him, the more he entered her heart.

"I really don't know what you're thinking!"

A cold and angry voice came from the underground chamber. The voice was deep and hoarse, yet it contained a very profound inner strength.

"It's not the right time yet. This grudge has been brewing for over a decade; there's no rush. Brother Gongsun, this is none of

your business."

Gongsun Huo was the leader of the Valley of Villains, ruthless to the extreme. "Brother, why are you being so indecisive?

Could it be you've been bewitched by that little wench?"

"What do you think?" A cold voice chuckled in response.

Gongsun Huo laughed wildly several times, then paused before saying, "No way, your heart is even more wicked than mine. How could you possibly

fall for that wench?!"

In the underground chamber, a cold male voice merely hummed softly, remaining silent.

"Brother, be careful of that man, Jun Rongtian. That old fool Nangong Huang only knows that he's a

member of the royal family from the capital, with a mysterious identity. He took another painting from that wench and offered a sky-high price of ten thousand taels of gold; he's no

ordinary person."

"I know."

With a casual hum, a black shadow darted out of the underground chamber. Under the silvery moonlight, the man

's eyes seemed to radiate cold indifference!

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