Ren Yingying [Full Text]

Linghu Chong and Yingying searched diligently for a quarter of an hour but found no trace of Lan Fenghuang and Tao Genxian, so they had to give up. Yingying knew her lover was troubled and could only offer gentle words of comfort. With Yingying's gentle and caring presence, Linghu Chong's gloom quickly vanished.

The two asked passersby along the way about "Banana Tree Cottage," but no one had ever heard of the place. They grew increasingly anxious. By afternoon, the weather had turned somewhat cool, and they still hadn't received any information. Seeing a small teahouse by the roadside, they went to rest for a while and asked the innkeeper, but to no avail.

Yingying took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Linghu Chong's face, saying, "Brother Chong, the 'Banana Tree Cottage' the old monk mentioned should be in this area. How come no one knows about it? Do you think that old bald monk might be lying to us?"

Hearing her scold so crisply, Linghu Chong felt helpless. His beloved wife came from the Demonic Sect, unable to distinguish between good and evil, and sometimes acted eccentrically. After marrying him, she had toned it down considerably, but sometimes her speech still carried a hint of the Demonic Sect's habits. He couldn't help but laugh and scold, "Don't be so rude! Master Yideng is a highly accomplished monk; how could he lie to us? Such a secluded place is naturally unknown to ordinary people. We need to be patient."

Yingying said coquettishly, "I heard that the Tianshan Mountains are covered in snow all year round, and there are many rare birds and animals. It must be extremely interesting. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to travel around, but unexpectedly... " "But then we ran into that old...monk, who said that thousand-year-old snow lotuses are precious and hard to come by. He's been traversing the Tianshan Mountains for over a year and hasn't found a single snow lotus over five hundred years old. He's traversed the Tianshan Mountains? Humph, he's had his fun, but he's made us waste so much time."

Linghu Chong said, "Master Yideng is a remarkable man of our time. To cure this scourge, he's traveled the world collecting precious medicinal herbs. His words are naturally true. He told us that the owner of 'Banana Tree Cottage' possesses two thousand-year-old Tianshan snow lotuses, so it must be true."

Yingying said, "Even if he's not lying to us, looking at his foolish and clumsy appearance, it's no wonder he can't find a thousand-year-old snow lotus. Didn't he say it's something you can only find by chance? Maybe we'll find one right away. Besides, what if he's been scammed? I think that so-called 'Banana Tree Cottage'..." "The Banana Cottage" might not even exist,"

Linghu Chong said. "Yingying, we have no other choice. Three months will pass in the blink of an eye, and the journey to Tianshan is long. Even if we find it, the hope of bringing it back in time is extremely slim. If we can find the Banana Cottage, our chances will increase greatly."

Yingying added, "The old monk said that place is thirty miles west of Moling, so it should be nearby. If we can't find it, we can't blame ourselves; we can only blame those people for their short lives. By the way, Brother Chong, we're not the only way out. Huang Rong might have already found it."

Linghu Chong sighed, "I hope so, but the martial world is dangerous, and the Demonic Cult is even more vicious. We can't take any chances, after all, so many lives are at stake."

Yingying said reproachfully, "Brother Chong, if it were back then..." "If you were willing to be the leader of the Demonic Sect, those people would have been under our control long ago. There wouldn't be any trouble like

this today." Linghu Chong gazed at her affectionately, and she blushed, scolding him, "Haven't you seen enough of me after all these years?" Linghu Chong said softly, "Silly girl, don't you understand my feelings? Even if we went back to those days, I would still make the same choice. I have no interest in being the leader of a sect. Having you by my side, living a carefree life, even if it's only for a year or two, would be enough for me."

Yingying couldn't help but laugh, "You're just trying to flatter me." Her body seemed to melt, and she leaned against Linghu Chong's shoulder. She felt the same way. For her, having Chong-ge meant having everything. What couldn't she give up? Even if this kind of life only lasted for one day, it would be enough for her to give up the whole world.

Their eyes met, filled with tenderness, and endless affection welled up in their hearts. They wished this moment could last forever. After an unknown amount of time, the sound of chaotic hoofbeats gradually approached, and the two reluctantly parted. Yingying's cheeks flushed, and she said softly, "Brother Chong, it seems to be a passing merchant caravan. Let's ask around."

Several carriages loaded with goods lined up and drove towards them, accompanied by a dozen burly men dressed as bodyguards, each wielding a steel knife. At the very end of the caravan was a black carriage with a luxurious canopy, suggesting that the people inside were of high status.

The caravan stopped in front of the teahouse. The bodyguards, parched with thirst, asked the innkeeper for large bowls and ladles, and eagerly scooped water from the water vat in front of the door to drink.

Linghu Chong saw a burly man who had just finished drinking water and was still panting heavily, so he went up to him and asked, "Excuse me, sir, do you know of a place nearby called 'Banana Tree Cottage'?" The man didn't even look up and said, "What a godforsaken place! I've never heard of it."

Yingying was about to get angry at the man's rudeness, but Linghu Chong, knowing his wife's temper, quickly gave her a look to stop her. Yingying pouted and sat down in her seat angrily. Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out: "Hero Linghu, Heroine Ren, life is full of unexpected encounters! We are truly destined to meet again!"
The two looked up and saw a beautiful woman standing gracefully before the black carriage, smiling at them. It was Yang Manniang, the woman who had met Xiaolongnu and accompanied her that day. However, she was now dressed in fine clothes, radiant and beautiful, quite different from her appearance that day.

Unexpectedly, she encountered an old friend in this remote and impoverished place. Yingying was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward, smiling, "So it's Sister Yang! I didn't expect to meet you again so soon. What are you doing here?" Yingying knew that Manniang was not a martial arts figure, and she rarely interacted with ordinary women like her, so she quite liked to befriend her.

The two women chatted amongst themselves, neglecting Linghu Chong, but he was also pleased to see Yingying so happy. Yingying asked all sorts of questions, and Manniang explained in detail that her father was in charge of the "Divine Fist Sect," which was quite famous in Yangzhou, and also ran a silk and tea business. After returning home, Manniang had been helping her father with his business, and this time she had brought back some goods from out of town.

Linghu Chong and his wife were secretly impressed by Manniang, a woman without martial arts skills, yet daring to lead more than a dozen bodyguards on a long journey alone, and they felt a strong liking for her. During their conversation, Yingying asked, "Sister, do you know of a place nearby called 'Banana Tree Cottage'?"

Manniang didn't know, so she called all the bodyguards to ask, but no one knew. One bodyguard said, "There is a 'Melting Sword Manor' nearby, which is very famous in this area. If you go there to ask, someone should know about it."

Linghu Chong was overjoyed upon hearing this, realizing he had been incredibly foolish. He had only thought to ask passersby, not to inquire at a well-known local location. So he asked for the exact location of "Melting Sword Manor." The镖师 (bodyguard/escort) replied, "There's a path leading up the mountain a few miles ahead. 'Melting Sword Manor' is on the mountain. Just follow the path." So

the two of them continued with the caravan. Manniang didn't return to the carriage and accompanied them on foot. It was clear that Manniang held considerable authority among the group; the镖师 both respected and feared her, and the two of them admired her even more. Soon, they indeed saw a path leading up the mountain. The镖师 had said earlier, "This is it. Just follow the path uphill, and you'll arrive in less than two hours."

The two bid farewell to Manniang, who was reluctant to part with them. She pulled Yingying aside and said, "Sister, when you and Hero Linghu arrive in Yangzhou, you must visit my humble abode. Just ask about 'Iron Fist Sect,' and everyone will know about it." Yingying replied, "Sister Yang, please be careful on your journey. Brother Chong and I will definitely come to see you." After bidding farewell to Manniang

, the two walked up the mountain path. The path was not very rugged, with man-made stone steps covered with lush green moss, but it was quite clean, as if someone cleaned it regularly. The trees on both sides were shady, and the birds were singing merrily, which was refreshing. The bright sun shone through the lush trees and cast dappled shadows on the ground. Occasionally, a gentle breeze would blow, and the two felt quite cool as they climbed the steps.

Yingying said, "Brother Chong, building a manor in such a secluded place, the owner of 'Melting Sword Manor' certainly has a leisurely and refined taste. But I wonder why he chose such a strange name?" She looked down at the sword in her hand and couldn't help but laugh, "Could it be that he's going to melt our swords? We really need to be careful."

Linghu Chong laughed, "You're just being paranoid. We'll find out when we get there. Who in the martial world would dare to mess with Miss Ren?" Yingying laughed, "You're right. Even if you don't give this witch any face, you still have to show respect to the great hero Linghu." Seeing her teasing him again, Linghu Chong couldn't help but chuckle.

The two joked and laughed all the way for half an hour, but didn't feel tired at all. Suddenly, Yingying stopped and said, "Brother Chong, listen, it sounds like flowing water. Could it be a mountain spring? I'm really thirsty." Linghu Chong also stopped to listen carefully, and sure enough, he heard a faint sound of flowing water above. He said, "It should be just ahead. Let's go take a look."

The two walked a little further, and the sound of flowing water became clearer. Looking up, they saw a huge waterfall hanging in the mountains not far away, which was quite beautiful. Yingying said happily, "Brother Chong, let's go take a look." Linghu Chong shook his head inwardly. At such an important moment, she was still playing around, but in the end, he couldn't bear to spoil his beloved wife's mood.

There was no path leading to the waterfall from where they were standing. Yingying leaped up and jumped to the treetop. Her beautiful hair and clothes fluttered in the wind, like a fairy. She turned back and said, "Brother Chong, come quickly." Before she finished speaking, she had already floated towards the waterfall. Seeing his beloved wife so happy, Linghu Chong's heart stirred, and he flew after her.

Before long, the two landed before the waterfall. The waterfall was quite wide, cascading down from a mountain peak dozens of meters high, accompanied by a loud "whoosh," before flowing into a wide, emerald-green lake—a truly magnificent sight. The air was thick with moisture. Standing by the lake, the water splashed on their faces, feeling refreshingly cool. They hadn't expected such a wonder to exist in these unknown mountains.

Yingying bent down, scooped up a handful of water, and splashed it on her face, instantly feeling refreshed and invigorated. She exclaimed happily, "Brother Chong, come wash your face too!" Linghu Chong, also feeling sweat on his face, squatted down and carefully washed his face. Yingying took off her shoes, rolled up her trousers, and sat by the lake, dipping her smooth, white feet into the water. She had been traveling with Linghu Chong in the sweltering heat for many days, covered in dust and grime. Now, the coolness seeped into her heart through her feet, bringing immense comfort. She smiled radiantly, playing in the water like a mischievous child.

Linghu Chong stared at her, mesmerized. She whispered, "Brother Chong, the lake water is so clean, I want to go wash in it, is that alright?" Linghu Chong looked around. The terrain was treacherous, with no other path besides the river. He smiled and said, "Sure, do you want me to wash with you?"

Yingying said shyly, "You're up to no good again! Who wants you to come with me? You stay on the bank and keep watch, don't peek!" Linghu Chong laughed. Although Yingying had married him, she hadn't changed her girlish nature. Such a request was utterly unacceptable to her. He slowly turned around and said, "Hurry up, we still have a long way to go."

Yingying protested, "Go behind the rock." Linghu Chong shook his head and had no choice but to go behind a large rock. He leaned against the rock, leisurely watching the blue sky and white clouds.

Only after Yingying could no longer see Linghu Chong did she slowly and confidently undress. In no time, her fair body was exposed to the blue sky, smooth and translucent like jade, seemingly sculpted by heaven without a single flaw. She picked up a clean stone and weighed her clothes down on the bank, leaving herself only in a soft underpants. She eagerly jumped into the cool lake.

The lake was unfathomably deep, but Yingying was a skilled swimmer, swimming freely like a graceful fish. Unable to see Linghu Chong, she felt uneasy and called out from behind the rock, "Brother Chong, are you there?" Linghu Chong replied, "I'm here, I'll come down to join you right away." Hearing the response, Yingying felt relieved and playfully scolded, "You dare!"

Linghu Chong said, "You're my wife, what's there to be afraid of?" While joking, his gaze was drawn to a scene not far away: a large scorpion was locked in combat with a small snake. They attacked each other intermittently, sometimes locked in a stalemate, which Linghu Chong watched with great interest. Soon, the snake seemed to be outmatched and turned to flee quickly. The scorpion, seizing the opportunity, gave chase. Curious, Linghu Chong followed the two venomous creatures, disappearing into the undergrowth.

The lake water was cool and emerald green; only Yingying's head was visible as she swam freely in the clear water, experiencing an indescribable sense of comfort and ease. Suddenly, she saw a wave surging on the water, steadily approaching her, leaving a straight line on the lake's surface. Startled, she watched as the wave reached her directly, rushing towards her. Instinctively, she dodged, hearing only a soft splash and vaguely seeing a naked body slide past her underwater. At the same time, she felt a touch on her buttocks.

Yingying was shocked. Someone was underwater? And so indecently! She was incredibly embarrassed. Suddenly, something occurred to her, and she called out to the shore, "Brother Chong, are you there?" There was no response for a long time. Her embarrassment lessened, and she chuckled inwardly. She had thought he was just joking, but it turned out he was serious.

Seeing the wave rushing towards her again, Yingying's playful nature took hold. She giggled and turned to run away, the wave relentlessly pursuing her. Yingying's delicate body twisted and turned in the water, the wave following closely behind like her shadow. Yingying, full of enthusiasm, swam to the other side without realizing it. She found a narrow channel overgrown with weeds and stray rocks. Feeling tired, she quickly swam over, reaching out her delicate hand to grab a vine dangling from a rock into the water.

The water lapped at her back. As Yingying gasped for breath, her slender waist was suddenly embraced tightly, and a naked body pressed against her. The skin-to-skin contact warmed her heart. She thought to herself, "Brother Chong's breath is truly long; he can remain submerged for so long. I'll see how long you, Linghu the Hero, can hold your breath."

Yingying used the vine for support, only her head above water. She intended to rest for a moment, but felt his hands restless underwater, constantly caressing her smooth body. He wrapped his legs around Yingying's thighs from behind, his hands tracing her flat stomach before climbing up her full, firm breasts.

Yingying's heart fluttered. She already felt a bit suffocated in the water, and now, with his hands kneading her breasts, she felt even more breathless. As his large hands continued their movements, her body gradually heated up, and her breathing became heavy. She couldn't help but secretly scold him, thinking how ridiculous Chong was, doing this to her in the water.

He continued to caress and fondle Yingying's breasts, his fingers suddenly grasping her two hardened nipples and gently tugging at them. Yingying's body trembled involuntarily, and she let out a soft "hmm." With his gentle touch, pleasure spread from her nipples throughout her body. She clearly felt the restlessness within her, and her desire gradually grew.

On the surface, Yingying acted like a shy young girl, but inwardly she thoroughly enjoyed her lover's tenderness. This feeling, like two mandarin ducks playing in the water, filled her heart with endless sweetness.

Suddenly, Yingying's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her body, suspended in the lake water, trembled gently. It turned out that one of his hands had slipped inside her panties, exploring her alluring paradise. His fingers were relentlessly caressing her sensitive spots. Tasting such teasing, Yingying's breathing quickened, and with each stroke of his fingers, her vulva involuntarily released a gush of fluid.

"Chong-ge is usually so refined, but today he's so rough. He must have been suppressing his desires for too long, hence his impatience. A man's arousal is truly a headache," Yingying thought to herself, while the pleasure in her lower body continued to surge, fueling her desire. At this moment, he had already spread his legs, one hand around her waist, the other exploring her crotch. Yingying involuntarily parted her legs to allow his fingers more freedom of movement.

Suddenly, his restless fingers plunged inward, penetrating Yingying's vagina. The sudden fullness made her dizzy, and she involuntarily let out a soft "Ah..." Her pretty face flushed crimson, her heart filled with unbearable shyness.

Fingers began to move in and out of her vagina. Her sensitive vagina could not withstand such friction and stimulation. Accompanied by her soft moans, her vaginal fluid gushed out, forming a series of bubbles that rose upwards around her.

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