【The Romantic Swordsman】(Complete)

The autumn breeze is refreshing, and the osmanthus blossoms are fragrant—what a poetic and picturesque time!
However, within a hundred miles of Changbai Mountain in the north, snow is falling unexpectedly.
Local elders say that the early snowfall is a sign of a bountiful year, while others say that strange celestial phenomena

foretell misfortune for all living beings, and still others say that the weather is unpredictable, foreshadowing war and bloodshed.
Just then, the sound of galloping horses gradually approaches from afar. The rhythmic "clucking"

sound suggests a lone horse galloping.
Soon, the sound of hooves grows clearer and closer. At the end of the road leading south to Changbai Mountain, a white steed braves the cold wind

and snowflakes, galloping rapidly towards them.
On the horse is a young man of about eighteen, nineteen, or twenty years old, with striking features—sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and red lips

—a handsome and spirited young man.
As the swift horse galloped by, a cold wind swept across the wilderness, lifting the large white woolen cloak that covered him, revealing

a blue robe and his sword.
His longsword, shimmering against the white snow, was sheathed in blue cloth,

its heavy swaying with the horse's movement revealing it to be a priceless treasure, not

merely .
He wore a blue woolen hood, a ribbon tied around his rounded forehead, a warm white woolen fringe pressing

against his jade-like brow.
His eyes were bright and piercing, his brows furrowed, fixed intently on the misty

Changbai .
His expression revealed his inner worry and anxiety.
This handsome young man was none other than

Situ Yun .
Changbai Mountain is rich in ginseng and sable fur. Emperors of past dynasties would come annually to set up altars and offer sacrifices. The mountain is majestic and imposing, with towering

peaks , cascading waterfalls, and numerous scenic wonders.
However, at this moment, apart from thick clouds and swirling snowflakes, the majestic beauty of Changbai Mountain

was truly buried by mist.
Seeing this, Situ Yun muttered to himself with considerable worry, "It shouldn't

be , but it's already snowing."
Situ Yun looked ahead and saw a

large town of nearly a thousand households stretching east to west at the end of the official road, about a mile or two ahead. Beyond the town lay the foot of Changbai Mountain, and based on experience, the town was at least five or six miles away
from the southern pass . 　　Ning Peirong not only saved his life, but they also shared a physical intimacy. Now, where had she gone? He had traveled all the way from Jiangnan to find her… 　　Gazing at the vast expanse of white, it seemed as if she were naked before his eyes again. Especially unforgettable were her breasts, shaped like small mountains , which drove him mad. He would never forget the small, pink nipples he had gently bitten with his teeth. 　　He remembered that night… 　　The sound of the mountain wind, accompanied by the chirping of unknown insects, echoed throughout the valley. The gardener was already asleep, while Situ Yun and Ning Peirong were lost in their lovemaking… 　　Peirong glanced seductively at Situ Yun, then gently closed her eyes, enjoying the massage and caresses . 　　His eyes were filled with desire, and could they, so deeply in love, resist the temptation ? 　　Thinking of this, Situ Yun's handsome face became even more endearing. 　　He thought back to 　　that night when he gently lifted Pei Rong into his arms, sat her on his lap, and softly stroked her back, her beautiful hair cascading down... Pei Rong's tongue, tender and sweet, moved rhythmically in his mouth , exploring it with her own. When he entered her mouth, she immediately began to suckle , causing Pei Rong's whole body to tremble. 　　Pei Rong exhaled, her breath as fragrant as orchids, as she passionately kissed Situ Yun's tongue, each kiss more forceful than the last. 　　Pei Rong's face flushed crimson, she trembled slightly, her poetic murmurs coming in fits and starts... 　　Pei Rong's moans of love were like birdsong in spring, their body temperatures soaring and trembling. They had forgotten their own existence, even the affairs of the world, the only thing real was the two of them indulging in their own pleasure. 　　That youthful spark, ignited on their tongues, spread throughout their bodies, every cell pulsating with excitement. He and Pei Rong were aroused, their breaths like drifting white clouds. 　　They continued their deep kissing and caresses. 　　Suddenly, Pei Rong broke the kiss, her beautiful, fiery eyes fixed on Situ Yun, as if anticipating something … 　　The clever Situ Yun, understanding her needs, removed Pei Rong's robe and carried her to the bed. Pei Rong lay flat , her breathing rapid and forceful, causing her soft, white breasts to tremble. 　　Her eyes were half-closed, and she moaned softly… 　　Situ Yun caressed Pei Rong's hair, her rosy cheeks, her firm, elastic, full breasts , her long, white, tender legs, and finally, her full, plump, white, and mysterious vulva. 　　Pei Rong's breasts now resembled two full, round, and elastic peaks. 　　Pei Rong's nipples had turned pink, and when Situ Yun sucked on them, they bounced around in his mouth , a truly delightful sight. 　　Especially her private area, so mysterious, like a piece of unpolished jade, the entire area resembling an uncarved gem. Her dense pubic hair was a glossy black, a striking contrast to her fair skin, incredibly alluring , making Situ Yun drool. 　　Her skin was delicate and soft, with a patch of snow-white, tender labia protruding from her pubic hair, and a thin stream of vaginal fluid flowing from it, all incredibly captivating. 　　Situ Yun began to gently part her labia with his fingers. Her clitoris, close to the labia, was already swollen and throbbing slightly, its surroundings glistening with vaginal fluid, utterly alluring and adorable. 　　Situ Yun had known Pei Rong for so long, yet due to a lack of time, they had never had the chance to take real action. But today's caresses had made the amorous swordsman Situ Yun unable to restrain himself. 　　What now appeared before Situ Yun was Pei Rong's alluring vulva, truly a masterpiece of art in the world. This mysterious place, which had long been coveted by Situ Yun, was now overflowing with lustful fluids and exuding an irresistible allure.

The scent of her body aroused the lustful swordsman Situ Yun.
Situ Yun was captivated by the beautiful sight before him; Pei Rong's naked body was the embodiment of beauty. Satisfied, Situ Yun lay down beside

her.
Unable to resist the hunger of his penis, he took Pei Rong's slender hand with his right and guided it to his

lower body.
When her delicate hand touched his thick, powerful penis, Pei Rong, who had previously been frightened, found it

difficult .
Pei Rong's slender hand gently stroked his lower abdomen, again and again, her eyes, now filled with lust, gazing

sideways at Situ Yun.
Gradually, her hand moved downwards, touching the thick pubic hair. She gently pinched it,

slowly stroking the glans of his penis with her ring finger…
Pei Rong played with it gently, finally gripping it tightly, stroking it up and down repeatedly.
The shock emanating from Pei Rong's hand stimulated Situ Yun's large penis, making it even harder

and more swollen. Taking advantage of this, Situ Yun stroked Pei Rong's buttocks, then her lower abdomen, pubic hair, labia

, and finally her erect clitoris—the soft, white flesh was simply too adorable.
When Pei Rong had had her fill of playing with Situ Yun's penis, Situ Yun gently stroked

her clitoris , causing Pei Rong to tremble. Then, Situ Yun slightly turned over and slowly stroked Pei Rong's

hard nipples with his right hand.
"Ah...ouch...Brother Yun...you...you...stop kissing...ah...I...

really...can't...take it...um...ah...good brother...I...I don't know...

why ..."
Hearing Pei Rong's pleas only fueled the philandering swordsman's lust, so he went even further,

changing positions and sucking and rubbing Pei Rong's clitoris and labia majora incessantly.
"Brother...brother...don't...don't suck anymore...stop...stop...um...I...I

can't take it..."
Pei Rong cried out incessantly, while repeatedly raising her buttocks, her round and white buttocks trembling incessantly

.
"Ah...hum...hum...my...that place...it's so...so itchy...ouch...

brother...no...don't kiss me...ah...stop...stop it...hum...hum...

no...don't..."
The dashing swordsman Situ Yunzhi was known as the "Drunken Swordsman," and this wasn't just a name. In the martial arts world,

this twenty-year-old boy had earned this title, and naturally, he possessed remarkable

skills in dealing with women.
At this moment, Situ Yunzhi knew from experience that Pei Rong was already beyond control, so he gently

turned her over, first using his hands to spread her legs apart, making her narrow opening more spacious so that

the head of his large penis could enter her vagina.
Then, Situ Yunzhi knelt between Pei Rong's legs, one hand holding his thick penis, the other parting

Pei Rong's peach blossom entrance, making her vagina faintly visible.
Finally, Situ Yun put his penis on her vagina, leaned down, and supported himself on the bed with both hands.

He kissed Pei Rong with his mouth; her vagina was incredibly hot, and it throbbed violently as his penis entered.
Situ Yun thrust hard, causing Pei Rong to cry out in pain:
"Yun...Brother Yun...slow...slower...it hurts...it hurts...I...can't...take it...

uh...hum...hum..."
As Situ Yun thrust further down, he felt the delicate flesh of her vagina tear. The pain in Pei Rong's vagina felt like

needles pricking her, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably. Pei Rong thought this stinging pain meant her hymen had ruptured, and she felt a sticky

substance flowing out of her vagina, running down her buttocks onto the bed.
"Yun...Brother...slower...slower...it hurts so much inside...ouch...humph

...I...I can't take it...Brother...be gentle...be gentle..."
Si Tu Yun said with an air of experience, "Rong...don't worry...I...I'll...insert it slowly...that's

all...it'll be fine in a bit...and...you'll...slowly feel better...Brother...I'll never lie to you."
After saying that, seeing Pei Rong's delicate appearance, he felt even more affection for her, so he leaned in and gave her a deep

kiss, as if in return for Pei Rong's affection, a mixture of excitement and gratitude.
Not long after, Pei Rong's vagina slowly began to respond. She felt a

growing , an indescribable discomfort, as if it were the burning heat of sex.
So Pei Rong couldn't help but twist her delicate body, allowing her cervix inside her vagina to collide with Situ Yun

's glans. At the same time, she gasped,
"Brother Yun... inside... it's starting to... itch... I... I... it hurts so much

... hum... hum... quick... quick... quick, give me... to stop the itch... hum... hum..."
Situ Yun, being an experienced man, knew that Pei Rong was deeply aroused. So, as soon as Pei Rong finished her moan, he

immediately thrust hard, and a thick penis rushed in, reaching deep into her flower core.
Pei Rong trembled and moaned, "Mmm... Ouch... Yun... Brother Yun... So beautiful

... But... It still hurts a little... Oh... Ouch... I... Sister... Amazed...

Hmph... My... Little hole... Every part... Is... So comfortable... Brother... Why did you only...

Only today... Insert me... Sister... Hmph... I hate... You... Brother Yun... You thrust... Insert

me... I feel so good... Ouch... Hmph... I... I feel so good... Hmph... Hmph... Hmph..."
Pei Rong's soft moans continued, and her pink face showed a radiant expression of sexual satisfaction. Situ Yun had made her feel so

good .
Pei Rong was now reaching her peak, feeling a tingling, indescribable sensation in her vagina.

The excitement made her moan softly,
"Hmm... Ouch... It's... It's killing me... Brother... Your... cock... is so long...

Every time... it feels... so... so good... My... bones... are going to melt... Hmm...

Hmm... It's... so good... I'm dying... Oh... Oh... It's... so good... I'm going to heaven... Ouch... It

feels so... so good... Hmm... Hmm... I... I can't... I can't live anymore... Hmm... I'm going... I'm going to...

I'm going to heaven... Brother... Brother... I... I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm going to..."

"Faster...faster...faster...harder...oh...hum...hum...I...can't take it anymore...I...I

'm...I'm...I'm losing it...ah..."
Pei Rong's vagina suddenly contracted, the vaginal walls sucking on Situ Yun's glans. Situ Yun couldn't help but

tremble a few times, his large glans throbbing, shooting out a large amount of semen, directly hitting Pei Rong's vagina

like parched land suddenly receiving a burst of rain. Her flower core was drenched by the hot semen, and her cervix suddenly spasmed and

contracted, a gush of vaginal fluid also gushing out.
At this moment, the two were deeply in love, their bodies intertwined, both reaching their climax, enjoying

the pleasure .
...
Situ Yun recalled this, a sweet feeling rising in his heart, when suddenly a blizzard swept through the valley, hitting him and bringing

him back to reality. Because
of his momentary misjudgment, the beautiful girl who had once captivated him had left him in anger . Now his only hope was that Pei Rong had reached her aunt's place on Changbai Mountain. 　　These past few days, he had been relentlessly pursuing her, sometimes traveling day and night under the stars, all in an effort to win back Pei Rong's heart. 　　But what if Pei Rong, as he suspected, had come to Changbai Mountain to seek refuge with her aunt? 　　Changbai Mountain was now in sight, and Situ Yun certainly didn't want to wait until tomorrow to enter the mountain. However, it was already late, and snow had begun to fall again. It seemed unlikely he would be able to enter the mountain today, so he decided to stay overnight in the small town ahead and make further plans for tomorrow. 　　Situ Yun had made up his mind. His horse neighed and galloped into the town's main street. The streets were deserted ; not a single person could be seen. Although the wind had subsided somewhat, snowflakes were still falling, and all the shops were closed. 　　Seeing that the gates of an inn not far away were still open, Situ Yun immediately dismounted and rode inside. 　　The sound of horses' hooves in the quiet town must have startled the innkeepers. Two innkeepers rushed out as the curtain of the side gate opened . 　　Upon seeing Situ Yun leading his horse in, they immediately bowed and greeted him with a fawning smile, "Sir! Are you staying here?" 　　"Yes!" 　　one of the innkeepers quickly bowed again, saying respectfully, "I'll go prepare it for you right away!" 　　Situ Yun then asked softly, "Do you have a quiet, secluded courtyard?" 　　The innkeeper who had spoken immediately replied respectfully, "Yes! Yes! Sir, please follow me." 　　After handing the horse to the other innkeeper, Situ Yun followed the guide into the inn. 　　Seeing that all the rooms were closed, Situ Yun couldn't help but ask, "It seems you don't have many guests?" 　　Upon hearing this, the innkeeper sighed, "Alas! It's all because of this snow!" 　　As they spoke, they arrived at the gate of a secluded courtyard, and the innkeeper immediately opened the door and led Situ Yun in. 　　Upon entering the courtyard, a considerable amount of snow had accumulated, proving that the secluded house had been uninhabited for the past few days. 　　Reaching the door of the main room, Situ Yun shook off the snowflakes as the innkeeper opened the door before entering. 　　Situ Yun immediately asked, "Waiter! Have any girls dressed in bright red come to your shop these past few days?" 　　The innkeeper replied with a smile, "No, because there have been very few customers these past few days!" 　　Impatient, Situ Yun interrupted before the innkeeper could finish, "I mean, you're always standing outside greeting customers , have you seen a girl in red, carrying a sword, perhaps riding a fast horse…?" 　　The innkeeper smiled and replied, "There haven't been many customers these past few days. The streets are deserted, with the cold wind blowing and snow falling; I haven't seen any girls pass by." 　　Situ Yun then calmed down and took out a piece of silver from his pocket, giving it to the innkeeper. 　　The waiter was overjoyed that the young master was so considerate of his servants. Taking the money , he bowed repeatedly and said respectfully, "Thank you, young master! I'll go prepare your meal right away." 　　With that, he hurriedly left the room and turned to leave. 　　After the waiter left, Situ Yun sat in his chair with furrowed brows, his mind racing: "Why haven't I heard anything about Pei Rong?" 　　"Is Pei Rong also riding a horse? Did she go into the mountains yesterday? Perhaps she's even more anxious about !" 　　Thinking about why Pei Rong had left him in a huff, he felt even more guilty. 　　Because of that time when, in the small green valley by the "borderland," the young girl Huifang unfortunately fell into a deep ravine. Out of pity, he jumped into the deep water and rescued her. Just as he was holding her wet body in his arms, Peirong happened to see him and mistakenly thought he and Huifang were being intimate . Discovering this, she angrily left him. 　　If he had been allowed to explain then, he wouldn't have come to Changbai Mountain now, enduring hunger and cold. 　　Thinking of this, a figure flashed outside the courtyard gate, and two shop assistants, each carrying a vegetable basket, walked in with smiles on their faces. After 　　the food and wine were laid out, the shop assistants said respectfully again, "Sir, please give us any orders. Just call out , and we'll come immediately!" 　　As soon as they finished speaking, the two shop assistants smiled simultaneously, bowed, and went out. 　　As the dashing swordsman finished his food and drink and fell into deep thought again… 　　just then, a figure flashed at the courtyard gate, accompanied by a series of frantic shouts: “Young Master! Quick… quick…” 　　Situ Yun was startled and quickly got up to look in the direction of the sound. He saw the shopkeeper who had just received the reward rushing into the courtyard in a panic. Judging from his out-of-breath appearance, something serious had clearly happened. 　　Seeing the shopkeeper's excited expression, Situ Yun knew it wasn't anything serious, so he said 　　gently, “Don't panic, tell me slowly!” The shopkeeper said excitedly, “Master… the girl you wanted…” 　　Situ Yun looked at the shopkeeper and asked urgently, “Catch your breath! Don't panic, what happened?” 　　The shopkeeper said even more anxiously, “Master… you have to hurry… otherwise that girl in red will be gone!” 　　Upon hearing “girl in red,” the image of the stunningly beautiful Pei Rong immediately flashed through Situ Yun's mind . 　　Therefore, he blurted out urgently, "Where is she now?" 　　The shopkeeper replied hastily, "She's gone to the North Pass of Changbai Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, Situ Yun immediately urged, "Take me there quickly and see which way she went!"
The innkeeper added, "I shouted loudly for that girl to stop her horse..."
Situ Yun was immediately surprised and said, "What? She was riding a horse! We have to get out of here quickly!"
Although Situ Yun was anxious, he couldn't very well use his agility

to leap and run around .
The shopkeeper continued, "That young lady heard my call and even turned her head on horseback, but

she ignored me ..."
Situ Yun hurriedly asked, "How old do you think she is?"
Without hesitation, the shopkeeper replied, "She looks to be under twenty, and extremely beautiful!"
Situ Yun thought the age was accurate and the woman was beautiful, so he unconsciously asked, "Do you see she's carrying

a sword?"
The shopkeeper, who had been running breathlessly, was now panting heavily as he followed Situ Yun towards the shop entrance.

He said between breaths, "I didn't notice; I didn't see any weapon

on ."
As he spoke, he noticed the famous steel sword at Situ Yun's waist, the one that had earned him the nickname "The Romantic

Swordsman ."
Just as he was about to say something more, a gust of cold wind blew, and amidst a swirling flurry of snowflakes, Situ Yun had already dashed out of

the shop.
He turned to look at the north street entrance, but amidst the swirling snowflakes, he couldn't see anyone.
Situ Yun, certain that Pei Rong's horse was fast and anxious to reach her aunt in the mountains as soon as possible,

urged his horse on relentlessly. He unleashed his fastest movement technique, galloping towards the north mountain pass.
Upon exiting the north pass, the wind and snow intensified, engulfing everything in a misty haze, resembling a poetic landscape painting. The
north mountain pass was quite wide; although five li away, the tall trees within the pass were still faintly visible.
Sure enough, on the west side of the official road ahead, he saw a horse galloping forward. Seated on the horse was indeed a

woman, wearing a red overcoat and a red hood; judging from her figure, she was clearly a woman—

the same woman in red the innkeeper had seen earlier.
Upon seeing her, Situ Yun gathered his inner energy and accelerated to give chase.
He dared not call out rashly, partly for fear of calling the wrong person and being impolite, and partly for fear that Pei Rong, hearing his

call, would instead gallop towards the north mountain pass.
As soon as they stepped off the official road, the path became overgrown with rocks and pebbles,
causing the woman in red's horse to slow down immediately. Situ Yun, seeing this as a golden opportunity to catch up, mustered his remaining strength and lunged

forward like an arrow. His incredible speed, as if flying against the wind, created a whooshing sound as his white robes whistled
through the air. The woman in red, realizing her horse was

slowing Her almond-shaped eyes brightened, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed.
Situ Yun, seeing the woman in red turn, focused intently, but the dim light and her bright

red hood obscured half her face. Although he couldn't see clearly, there seemed to be a resemblance.
Just as he was about to examine her more closely, the woman in red suddenly turned back

and sped off into the mountain pass.
Situ Yun was startled and blurted out, "Rongmei, stop! Rongmei, stop!"
The woman in red wouldn't stop and continued galloping into the mountain pass.
Situ Yun, incredibly fast, had already descended the official road. In a moment of panic, he leaped forward, closing

the distance instantly, and cried out anxiously, "Rongmei, let me explain..."
Before he could finish speaking, the woman in red had already lifted her horse's head, dismounted on a flat patch of grass, and casually

took the weapon from her horse.
Situ Yun was overjoyed to see the woman in red dismount, but when he saw the weapon in her hand,

he cried out alarm, "Ah!" and quickly stopped. Although he stopped abruptly,

he was already less than three zhang (approximately 10 meters) away from the woman in red due to his speed.
The woman in red moved gracefully, landing quickly to retrieve her weapon, casually pushing off her large hood, and then with a flick of her wrist, her bright

red cloak was on her horse's back.
The woman in red had willow-leaf eyebrows, large eyes, a delicate nose, and cherry-like lips. Her face was peach-shaped, and her skin was as smooth as jade. Not only was she beautiful

, but she also had a very fit figure. She did resemble Pei Rong somewhat, but she was a year or two younger than Pei Rong.
Situ Yun, who was stunned on the spot, saw the beautiful woman in red withdraw her weapon. He quickly composed himself and

hurriedly explained, "Miss...Miss...this is a misunderstanding!"
The girl in red dropped the scabbard in her hand and seemed to only then see the handsome and tall young man in front of her clearly. She

froze, her pale face instantly flushing red, but she quickly composed herself and snapped,

"Misunderstanding! How would I know you weren't deliberately trying to bully me?"
She then asked, "So, what is this Rong-mei you're pursuing to you?"
Situ Yun hesitated before answering, "She's...my...wife."
Upon hearing this, the woman in red froze, her face turning deathly pale. She pointed her horsetail knife at Situ Yun and

roared, "So you actually consider me your..."
She stopped abruptly at the word "my," clearly finding the word "wife" inappropriate,

and swallowed it back.
Situ Yun felt extremely embarrassed and quickly bowed apologetically, saying, "It was a moment of impulse; I didn't

pay attention ..."
The woman in red found this quite agreeable and smiled, saying, "Alright! You'll get away with it today.

Next time meet me, I...I definitely..."
Before she could finish, she used her movement technique and sped towards the mountain pass.
Just as Situ Yun mounted his horse, twenty people slowly

rose .
The first one, about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, wore a silver-embroidered, gold-flowered tunic.

He had sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, thin lips, and a hooked nose, with a sallow complexion and dark lips, giving him a rather unpleasant first impression.
The dashing swordsman Situ Yun recalled that during his journey to find his lover, Pei Rong, he had rarely made enemies and

had almost never revealed his identity. But this silver-embroidered youth had actually led so many skilled

swordsmen to wait for him here; this was clearly not a simple matter.
The leader of the silver-embroidered youths took a deep, arrogant breath and asked with some disdain, "I've heard you're the number one swordsman

in the world ?"
Situ Yun said calmly, "I didn't say that."
The young man in the silver-velvet outfit immediately said somewhat unhappily, "But that's what everyone in the martial arts world says!"
Situ Yun's handsome face also darkened as he said, "That's their business. I, Situ Yun, can't stop them from

saying that, just as I can't stop you from asking that question now!"
The young man in the silver-velvet outfit even looked at Situ Yun with disdain and said, "I am Ding Shizhen, the young

master of this mountain!"
Situ Yun saw that he still had his arms crossed over his shoulders... Arrogant and haughty, he replied calmly, "My apologies!"
Ding Shizhen, hands on his hips, was agitated and furious. He said in a deep voice, his anger barely concealed, "I heard you

haven't met a worthy opponent since you started out?"
Situ Yun nodded slightly without any politeness and said, "That's true!"
Ding Shizhen's expression changed again upon hearing this, but he quickly smiled coldly and said, "But today you've finally met your match!"
Situ Yun exclaimed "Oh!" Before he could finish speaking, the sound of rapid hoofbeats rang out, and the girl in red

galloped up like the wind.
As soon as she arrived, her eyes lit up, and she immediately waved her hand, excitedly calling out, "Brother Situ

... I knew you were coming, so I went to meet you, but I found you missing. I've been waiting for you for so long..."
Situ Yun was completely bewildered and annoyed. He had assumed the girl in red was someone Ding Shizhen knew,

but she was greeting him so warmly.
Already trembling with rage, Ding Shizhen suddenly roared, "Enough! Stop

pretending Regardless of whether you, Mei Pingling, have any connection with Situ Yun, I'm going to kill him here today!"
Mei Pingling immediately agreed readily, "Fine! Situ Yun is the most skilled martial artist in the world today. If you

can defeat him, you two won't need to come to my poor aunt every day. I'll agree now!"
Ding Shizhen gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Fine! I want you to watch me kill Situ Yun. Tonight,

you'll move into my room and sleep with me..."
Before he could finish, Mei Pingling pointed at Situ Yun and said, "Enough nonsense! Situ Yun is still standing

here . Wait for you to..." "He'll kill her with one blow!"
Then he turned to Situ Yun and said, "As long as Ding Shizhen lives, you won't find her easily..."
Upon hearing this, Ding Shizhen gritted his teeth in anger, glared at Mei Pingling, and roared, "Let me tell you,

Mei Pingling , after I kill Situ Yun, I'll kill you immediately!"
Mei Pingling coldly smiled and said, "If you wanted to kill me, you should have done it long ago. From now on, you'll have no chance

!"
Ding Shizhen suddenly brandished his sword and looked at Situ Yun, saying, "Situ Yun, draw your sword quickly!"
Situ Yun smiled calmly, "Although this Mei Gu Niang says you're doomed, I have no intention of letting you die!"
Upon hearing this, Ding Shizhen became even more furious and spat, saying, "You dare to say you want me dead!

Haha!"
The word "death" was uttered, and suddenly he threw his head back and let out a shrill laugh, saying, "If you, Situ Yun, can harm

even a hair on my head, I'll immediately commit suicide!"
Situ Yun immediately retorted, "Since you'd commit suicide over a single hair, I have no need to draw my sword!"
Before he finished speaking, Ding Shizhen had already launched an attack. However, upon contact,

the
force of the opponent's palm strike caused him a faint stinging pain. Situ Yun didn't use any prolonged tactics; instead, he shouted, his palm technique suddenly changing, swiftly executing the "Turning Cloud Hand," striking Ding

Shizhen's shoulder with his backhand.
Ding Shizhen's eyes lit up, a sinister smile suddenly flashing across his lips. He then spun around abruptly,

shouted , and met the attack with a flying palm.
With a loud "thud," and a muffled groan, Ding Shizhen screamed, his body

rolling several feet away like a kicked ball.
The twenty-odd burly men, seeing this, fled in panic.
Ding Shizhen, writhing violently, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his right hand darting out to pull a package from

his person He tossed it into the air, and it flew swiftly towards Situ Yun and Mei Pingling.
Situ Yun was startled and quickly focused his energy, but suddenly felt a wave of intense drowsiness wash over him, and he immediately fell into a deep sleep

.
In his hazy state, he seemed to hear Mei Pingling's angry shouts, but his mind was no longer under his control, making it

impossible for him to discern or remember anything.
He didn't know how much time had passed…
Situ Yun felt a burning thirst, a throat as if cut by a knife, and a raging fire burning in his lower abdomen.
This fire made him desperately want to release it, desperately wanting to hold Mei Pingling tightly in his arms, but

his mind was hazy, and he couldn't be sure if he was awake or still dreaming, because he couldn't

open his eyes.
A delicate, orchid-like fragrance wafted into his nostrils, instantly invigorating him. He quickly rolled over,

immediately finding an arm and countless soft strands of hair tickling his neck and behind his ears.
He was familiar with this itchy sensation, from when he slept in the arms of women. At the same time,

one of his legs was pressed against a soft body, and his right arm encircled a pair of firm, rounded

breasts .
Situ Yun couldn't help but chuckle. He guessed that the woman nestled beside him was Mei Pingling, whom he longed to embrace.

A feeling of pleasure and happiness welled up within him.
His hands, as if experienced, gently caressed the firm breast for a while, then

lightly stroked Mei Pingling's neck and cheeks.
Just as Situ Yun was consumed by lust, a middle-aged maid's voice suddenly rang out from the courtyard: "The mistress and young lady

have returned!"
At that moment, a woman's voice asked, "Is the young master feeling better?"
Situ Yun's mind was still somewhat hazy, and he seemed unable to fully concentrate his thoughts.
At this moment, a middle-aged maidservant and the young woman were talking. Situ Yun tried his best to figure out what was

going on, how he ended up sleeping in this stranger's bed.
The burning desire within him was still intense, almost uncontrollable.
A slender figure flashed at the doorway, and a woman dressed in a black velvet-lined outfit with a short sword slung over her shoulder leaped

in.
Situ Yun jumped off the bed and saw the woman in black, with a black silk sword on her back, who appeared to be about twenty-

seven or twenty-eight years old. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, large eyes, an almond-shaped face, and delicate, slightly pale skin.

A single white silk flower adorned her hair, clearly indicating she was a woman in mourning.
The woman in black smiled and asked, "Young Master, are you feeling alright?"
At this moment, Situ Yun thought...
He remembered meeting Ding Shizhen in broad daylight, but now the western sky was bathed in the

afterglow
setting sun, meaning it would be half a day or several days later. Although his mind was still not focused, and he still had a strong urge to embrace the woman, his penis

was throbbing violently.
Seeing the woman in black questioning him, he could only forcefully clasp his hands, but he stumbled and nearly

crashed into the doorframe of the inner room.
The beautiful woman smiled and said, "It's been five days and five nights since I rescued you and that girl and brought you here.

You've probably been aroused by that brat Ding Shizhen's charms!"
As soon as the woman in black finished speaking, Situ Yun's heart pounded and his face flushed, because

the light was something she had experienced before. She knew what he was thinking and what he needed.
Situ Yun felt a sudden, intense fire ignite within his lower abdomen, engulfing his entire body, almost causing him to lunge forward and

embrace the woman in black.
At this moment, Situ Yun cried out repeatedly, "Water...water..."
The woman in black knew that Situ Yun had ingested some kind of aphrodisiac, hence his pain.
Based on her years of experience in the martial world and the legends surrounding him, Situ Yun needed to quickly drink some antidote or be forced to

release his pent-up emotions, otherwise he might die from a blood vessel rupture.
Mei Pingling, due to her weaker constitution, seemed to still be unconscious.
The woman in black took out a small jade box from her pocket, hurriedly poured out two snow-white pills, and approached

. She first placed one in Mei Pingling's mouth, urgently saying, "Young Master Situ! Quickly...take this

!" Before she finished speaking, she was already beside Situ Yun.
Upon seeing the young woman in black approach, Situ Yun was overwhelmed by a unique, delicate fragrance, combined with the allure and

scent of a mature woman. He could no longer control himself and tightly embraced her slender waist.
The young woman in black was startled and cried out in alarm, immediately panicking.
However, being a woman experienced in married life, her composure was stronger than that of a young girl. Although Situ Yun's

arms so tightly she could hardly breathe, she still managed to cry out repeatedly, "Young Master Situ! Open your mouth...

open your mouth..."
Just then, a servant carrying a bowl of tea rushed in. Upon seeing the scene, she was shocked, her whole body trembling

, and with a crisp "clang," the teacup shattered.
The young woman in black, her face flushed and her expression anxious, urged urgently, "Quickly, bring another bowl

!"
The servant hurriedly responded and ran out again.
The young woman in black didn't feel nervous or overwhelmed, because Situ Yun simply held her tightly;

his hands didn't make any caressing movements.
Of course, the young woman in black was also somewhat flustered and confused, and having been a widow for over a year, she also longed

for some kind of excitement. However, she was a well-mannered, upright woman with a kind heart and chivalrous spirit;

how could she do such a shameful thing?
Yet, she had indeed fallen in love with Situ Yun, ever since she saved him.
Just then, the maid rushed in again, carrying another bowl of tea, her expression anxious.
Upon seeing her, the young woman in black hurriedly urged, "Ah Xiang, quickly... quickly bring the bowl over."
The young woman in black quickly took the bowl and shook it, urging at the same time, "Ah Xiang, quickly straighten Situ Yun's

head, which is resting on my shoulder."
Ah Xiang responded and immediately went to straighten Situ Yun's head.
"Young Master Situ, the water... the water's here!"
Situ Yun's face had turned a dark purple, and his stomach felt like it was on fire. Upon hearing the water was coming, he instinctively opened

his mouth, and the woman in black immediately gave him the water in the bowl.
Ah Xiang, standing nearby, said anxiously, "Young Madam, it's not good for him to keep holding you like this! We have to

find a way to separate him!"
The woman in black handed the bowl to Ah Xiang, still letting Situ Yun hold her tightly. However, while

massaging Situ Yun's vital acupoints with one hand, she said to Ah Xiang, "This is none of your business. Go and tell Old Delu to

guard the gate!"
The woman in black instructed Ah Xiang while continuing to massage Situ Yun's vital acupoints. She didn't struggle,

still quietly letting Situ Yun hold her. However, her hand was already on Situ Yun's genitals, where she could

feel the poison in his body gradually dissipating.
A moment later, the woman in black felt that Situ Yun's arms had completely lost their grip on her, but his

hands still didn't loosen, and his handsome face remained pressed against her neck and shoulders.
The woman in black knew that Situ Yun had recovered somewhat, but out of pride, he was too embarrassed to

leave on his own. So, she smiled inwardly and immediately guided Situ Yun to the bedside, skillfully separating his hands

and helping him lie down.
Situ Yun's handsome face had regained some color and rosiness, and his breathing was even and normal, but he lay quietly,

unwilling to open his eyes.
The woman in black hurriedly took out a fragrant handkerchief from her bosom and tenderly and carefully wiped

the sweat , like a wife caring for her husband.
However, she could see that Situ Yun was excited; his closed-eye face trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a renewed sexual

desire in his expression.
The woman in black gazed intently at Situ Yun's handsome face, quietly admiring this

face that every young girl would love, including herself.
A smile played on her cherry lips, her eyes shimmering with the gentle glow of love. Her delicate hand, holding a silk handkerchief,

moved gently across Situ Yun's forehead, cheeks, and brow.
Situ Yun's eyes filled with gratitude. He finally raised his right hand and gently grasped

the black-clad woman's wrist.
The black-clad woman blushed slightly, offering a dignified and elegant smile.
Situ Yun slowly asked, "May I ask your name, young lady?"
The black-clad woman replied, "My surname is Zhang, and my given name is Meisha. I married my husband after the Spring Festival last year, but he

died of illness less than six months later. I have been a widow for a year, and I was only able to leave home a month ago…"
Before she could finish speaking, tears welled up in her eyes, and glistening teardrops rolled down her cheeks.
Startled that his question had caused her to weep, Situ Yun hurriedly sat

up , and said anxiously, "Sister... I'm so... so sorry..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Meisha suddenly opened her large, tearful eyes and exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Situ,

I... I don't blame you..."
Situ Yun looked up at her and was suddenly struck by a pair of crystal-clear, sparkling eyes and a beautiful, delicate

face, like a pear blossom in the rain, before him. In that instant, he realized how attractive

and charming Zhang Meisha was to him.
Zhang Meisha, a woman who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, immediately recognized Situ Yun's dazed expression and the allure in his eyes;

she knew he was captivated by her mature charm.
Her face flushed crimson, her heart pounding with desire. She lowered her head and softly called out, "Brother Situ!"
Zhang Meisha, captivated by Situ Yun's gaze, whispered, "Brother Situ, let me take you to the basement

to hide , so you can recover your strength..."
Situ Yun already knew Zhang Meisha was aroused.

He thought a secluded place would be safer, avoiding discovery by the servants. The effects of the aphrodisiac "Wind and Moon Spring" hadn't completely worn off

, and his desire reignited, igniting a burning lust within him.
The two embraced and went to the basement door.
*** *** *** ***
As Zhang Meisha pressed the switch, the door behind them slowly

rose . Situ Yun was startled. The woman in black, Zhang Meisha, urged, "Let's go down!"
With Zhang Meisha's careful support, Situ Yun descended a stone staircase into the basement.
The room seemed no smaller than the one above, with passageways on both sides, a table, chairs, and a bed, and

an unlit oil candle on the table.
In this small space for just the two of them, Situ Yun boldly gazed at Zhang Meisha's beautiful face, finding her

so alluring, her beauty and mature charm intertwined to create an extremely sexy and seductive face.
The black overcoat draped over her body, her high breasts and alluring curves were truly captivating.
Situ Yun, mesmerized, murmured, "Sister...you...are so...so beautiful..."
Zhang Meisha, overjoyed, replied, "Brother...what a handsome face! I've never seen anything like it before!"
As she spoke, she stared directly at Situ Yun's body, like a sexually frustrated woman who had long been deprived of

sex, suddenly discovering a large, well-built penis that could satisfy her needs; her burning desire

was fully revealed in her fiery eyes.
To the charming swordsman Situ Yun, a young man with extensive sexual experience, this was perfectly

understandable .
So he gently removed Zhang Meisha's outer cloak, her tight-fitting clothes accentuating her alluring

figure.
"Brother... I... I feel... so... so sad... I want... so much... I want..."
Her sexual hunger seemed to yearn for release, yet she couldn't express it, her cheeks

flushing even more.
Situ Yun seemed understanding; he tactfully

removed Her large breasts almost leaped out of her bodice, and her tight-fitting pants were so short

they revealed glimpses of her dark pubic hair.
Situ Yun had never experienced such stimulation before; his large, erect penis hardened even more, and he quickly removed all

his clothes.
Zhang Meisha, almost unable to resist her sexual hunger, also loosened the bodice covering her

breasts . Her full breasts and buttocks were as white as jade, her long, smooth, jade-like thighs exuding sexual

allure from head to toe. This sight aroused Situ Yun's lust, his heart pounding, and the tip of his penis trembled

violently .
Zhang Meisha's body radiated heat, her eyes tightly closed, her breathing rapid.
Situ Yun gently lifted the black-clad woman, Zhang Meisha, with his strong arms and

placed on the bed. He then pressed his lips to hers, finding them burning hot. With his left hand, Situ Yun held Zhang Meisha tightly, while his right hand slowly removed
the only clothing she wore . 　　The two naked figures gazed at each other's alluring bodies, fueling their burning desire. 　　Situ Yun first freely fondled Meisha's two high breasts, finding them firm, especially the nipples, which were not only red and lovely but also very elastic. 　　Misa, after being caressed by him, was already wet with desire, her body aching and numb. She trembled and said , "S...Situ-di...I...want...want...want...that...inside... it's so itchy...it's so itchy...sister...I...can't...hold...it...can't...hum..." 　　Situ Yun reached out and pressed his hand against Misa's vulva, feeling it was wet and hot. Her labia trembled and opened and closed with the manipulation of his fingers. 　　Situ Yun turned and knelt down, spreading her long, slender legs. He guided his penis to her bright red vulva and thrust hard, making Misa moan "humph" as his large penis was fully inserted. 　　Misa let out a few tight "hums," automatically thrusting her vulva upwards. Situ Yun then began to pump vigorously. After several dozen thrusts, Misa's breathing became short and labored, her eyes half-open, moaning repeatedly, while she tightly embraced Situ Yun with her slender hands. 　　The harder Situ Yun pumped, the more intense her reaction became. Suddenly, Misa pressed her hands forcefully against Situ Yun 's buttocks, violently twisting her hips up and down to meet his thrusts. Her passion surprised Situ Yun; he had never seen Misa with such wantonness before. Perhaps it was because she had been a widow for over a year, and her sexual hunger had become unbearable. 　　Suddenly, Misa's small mouth touched Situ Yun's, placing her tongue in his mouth, wanting him to suck on it. Her body arched even higher, and the twisting of her large buttocks accelerated even more. 　　Situ Yun thrust deeper and withdrew more rapidly, each time his large glans slamming heavily against Meisha's clitoris . 　　The more forcefully Situ Yun thrust, the more unrestrained and pleasurable Meisha became, until finally she was wildly aroused.

She went mad, crying out in a soft, seductive voice, tears streaming down her face as she moaned,
"Situ... brother... oh... you... you really know how to fuck... ah... I... I've never

... felt this... happy before... hum... I... will... always... love... you... hum...

faster... harder... oh... um..."
Situ Yun was driven even crazier by her wanton words, thrusting his penis all the way in, the large glans throbbing and

rotating forcefully against Misa's clitoris.
"Hmm...hmm...I...my...darling...oh my god...so...so beautiful...I...

my...little hole...is being...fucked so...so comfortable by...brother...harder...fuck me...

to death...fuck me...hmm...hmm...ah...harder...faster...faster...I...I...

don't want ...to live anymore...brother...I...am...going...going...to...ascend to heaven...ah...I...want

to...want...want...um...hmm..."
Suddenly, Misa trembled all over, her uterus contracted, constantly sucking on Situ Yun's glans, thick vaginal

fluid flowing out incessantly, hot enough to give Situ Yun indescribable pleasure, so he thrust his penis in and out repeatedly, his semen

also unable to hold back and leaked into Misa's vagina.
After Situ Yun's semen was released, he supported his whole body on Misa's jade body, gently kissing her

body covered in fragrant sweat.
Misa's face was filled with a satisfied smile, obediently enjoying Situ Yun's light kisses, her hands constantly

stroking his back.
Just then, the sound of clothes rustling in the wind suddenly echoed in the courtyard.
A moment later, the basement door slowly rose.
Situ Yun's expression changed, and Mei Sha sat up straight.
A red shadow flashed at the doorway, and Mei Pingling rushed into the room, wielding a pair of gleaming swords, her beautiful face

contorted with rage!
Mei Pingling saw the black-clad woman lying naked beside Situ Yun, who was also

naked lying face up on the bed. Her first instinct was to suspect that Situ Yun had already committed adultery with the woman

.
Upon seeing Mei Pingling, Situ Yun hurriedly called out, "Ling-mei…"
Before he could finish, Mei Pingling angrily shouted, "Who's your sister?"
She barely uttered the word "sister" before rushing towards the door.
At that moment, Situ Yun, disregarding his nakedness, leaped from the bed and lunged at

Mei Pingling .
"You...how could you grab..."
As Mei Pingling uttered the word "grab," her eyes immediately fell upon Situ Yun's enormous penis hanging below her. She had never seen such a large penis in

her entire life , and suddenly seemed stunned.
Although she had never seen the dashing swordsman before, she had heard that the best swordsman in the world was none other than Situ Yun. Adding to this

, legend had it that he was also an extremely handsome man. Therefore, in Changbai Mountain, Ding Shizhen often used various excuses to propose marriage to her

or her aunt. Mei Pingling always claimed that she was already engaged to the dashing swordsman Situ Yun, and

almost everyone in Changbai Mountain knew that Mei Pingling's fiancé was the dashing swordsman Situ Yun.
So when Ding Shizhen encountered Situ Yun in a duel, she called him "cousin," which completely baffled

Situ Yun !
Now, her supposed fiancé, the dashing swordsman, was having an affair with another woman, and she was consumed by

jealousy .
However, when she saw that large penis, coupled with the lingering effects of the "Wind and Moon Spring" drug,

her sexual desire was aroused even more.
Situ Yun quickly considered that, given his methods of dealing with women, if he didn't use them on Mei Pingling now

to give her a good time, they might become enemies in the future! But there was a

young woman . He reluctantly turned to Meisha, but the understanding Meisha nodded, seemingly approving of

Situ Yun's actions.
Encouraged, Situ Yun quickly lifted Mei Pingling from the ground and

placed her on the bed, then pressed his entire body against hers. As Mei Pingling was about to speak, Situ Yun's mouth was already close

to hers , his right hand caressing her breasts, his left hand slowly removing her clothes.
At this moment, Situ Yun's penis was also trembling violently.
Mei Pingling's delicate face flushed crimson, reflecting the fiery red glans of Situ Yun's penis, a sight that truly

aroused the urge to climax.
Stimulated by the drug "Wind and Moon Spring," Mei Pingling's lust erupted like a volcano.
Situ Yun tenderly stroked Mei Pingling's long, black hair, slowly lifting her face

until it met her cherry lips. The heated atmosphere caused Situ Yun's penis to throb, then touched Mei Pingling's

lips, eliciting a soft moan from her. Her body writhed, her eyes narrowing as she gazed at

Situ Yun 's handsome face.
When Mei Pingling was completely naked, her fair and delicate skin was fully revealed before Situ Yun's eyes.
When Situ Yun used his mouth to suckle Mei Pingling's two tender pink breasts, Mei Pingling seemed unable to resist the spark of lust

. Before long, she pleaded in a lustful voice:
"Mmm... Yun... Brother Yun... my... little hole... is so itchy... hum... don't... don't

tease me anymore... um... brother... please... hum... hum..."
At this moment, Situ Yun pressed down on Mei Pingling's body, lifted his left hand, which was already covered with lustful fluid, and kissed

Mei Pingling 's small mouth frantically, from her lips, neck, earlobes, breasts, all the way to her nipples, sucking and licking

them one by one.
"Brother Yun...put your... cock...in...humph...I really...can't take it anymore..."
Mei Pingling couldn't help but urge Situ Yun in a muffled voice. Seeing that Mei Pingling had become

so wanton, Situ Yun thought the time was ripe, so he stopped teasing her. He raised his body slightly, used

his right hand to lift his thick cock, and rubbed the shiny glans against her wet vulva. Then

he thrust his hips hard, and Mei Pingling cried out, "Ouch!"
"Brother Yun...slow...slow...it hurts...I can't...take it...ouch..."
Situ Yun slowly pulled his cock out, and when Mei Pingling returned to her delicate appearance

, he thrust in again with a little force, and the thick cock plunged in, reaching her core.
Mei Pingling trembled, panting softly, "Oh... Yun... so comfortable... but... inside... it still

hurts a little... slower... oh... you're inserting it... I feel so good... ah... it makes me... fly to heaven...

ouch ... hmph..."
Mei Pingling was now entering a state of ecstasy, her small vagina feeling warm and comfortable, an indescribable

sensation, a pleasure she had never experienced before. At this moment, she was incoherently shouting,
"Hmm... fuck me to death... brother... your... cock is so long... I'm about to die...

brother... I'm going to heaven... I feel like I need to pee again... quick... make me... feel more pleasure... hmph... so good... I'm

going to... cum... cum... hmph..."
Mei Pingling's moans aroused Situ Yun, and he quickened his thrusting

, making Pingling spin around on the bed.
After Mei Pingling's vagina overflowed with vaginal fluid, she seemed quite satisfied and lay still.

At this moment, Zhang Meisha spread her legs wide, ready to welcome Situ Yun's battle.
Situ Yun's nickname, "The Romantic Swordsman," wasn't just a fabrication in the martial arts world; if he weren't

truly skilled , such a title would likely no longer belong to him. Now, with Mei Pingling lying obediently on the bed, he

was eager to engage in another sexual battle with Zhang Meisha!
His wanderings were solely to find his lover, Pei Rong. Pei Rong's departure wasn't due to Situ Yun's

prowess jealousy. She feared her sexually voracious lover would be snatched away by another woman, and thus, in

a fit of anger, she left him.
Little did she know, for a man with a strong libido, being without a woman by his side was the most dangerous

thing ! Look, Zhang Meisha and Mei Pingling have taken advantage of the situation!
And now, Situ Yun seems to be enjoying himself immensely! This was something Pei Rong could never have predicted.
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