【The Rebirth of Bian Bufu in "Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty"】(Thirteen Shang Xiufang)

Outside an inconspicuous thatched hut on the outskirts of Luoyang, three of the city's most famous beauties had gathered.
Shang Xiufang, Dong Shuni, and Rong Jiaojiao stood outside the hut, while their guards waited at a distance.
Just then, hearing the music inside had ended, Rong Jiaojiao extended her delicate hand and gently knocked on the wooden door, raising her voice
, "Jiaojiao and Xiufang have come to pay their respects to the master. We apologize for disturbing you."
A moment later, the door opened.
A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar stood there, tall and slender, with a refined face. His clothes, though
not extravagant, were impeccably clean and tidy, instantly inspiring a favorable impression.
The man smiled warmly and said in a magnetic voice, "It is an honor to have the renowned Xiufang
grace us with her presence. I have not been able to greet you properly, which is truly regrettable."
Shang Xiufang quickly replied, "Sir, you are too kind. I am but a junior, and my fame is nothing more than flattery from busybodies.
How could I possibly compare to even a fraction of your talent? Just now, hearing your performance was like listening to celestial music
, and I know this trip has been worthwhile."
The man smiled and said, "Xiufang, you are too kind. Ah, please come in, don't stand here talking."
He then invited the three women into the house.
The thatched hut was not large, and the furnishings were simple, but the neat arrangement and elegant layout, along with the bright and clean windows, made it very
comfortable.
This man was none other than Bian Bufu. He had someone find a nice thatched hut, tidied it up, and then came here to pretend to be a
hermit.
Shang Xiufang looked around and noticed that there were many scrolls hanging on the walls, filled with poems. Upon closer reading, she found
that they were all wonderfully exquisite pieces of writing, and she had never read them before.
Bian Bufu thought to himself, "Hehe, these are classics from Tang and Song poetry. Aren't they enough to impress you, little girl?
"
Before his transmigration, Bian Bufu had a doctorate and was quite cultured; he could recite
over a hundred Tang and Song poems.
Shang Xiufang, unable to contain herself, took a few steps forward, gazing intently at the poems on the wall, murmuring absentmindedly
, "Do you not see the Yellow River's waters come from the sky, rushing to the sea never to return? Do you not see the bright mirror in the high hall reflecting white hair, like black
silk in the morning turning to snow by evening… Heavens, it's so well written…"
"When will the moon be clear and bright? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky, I wonder what year it is tonight in the celestial palace… We share the same moon, though separated by a thousand miles…
"
"I see no ancient before me, no future after me. Thinking of the vastness of heaven and earth, I am filled with sorrow and tears…"
"A single meeting of golden wind and jade dew surpasses countless encounters in the mortal world… If love between two people lasts forever, why should they be together every morning and evening
…"
"...Flowers drift and water flows, one longing, two places of sorrow. This feeling cannot be dispelled, just as it leaves the brow
, it rises to the heart."
Although the style of the poems differs slightly, each one is a masterpiece worthy of being passed down through the ages. Shang Xiufang believed
that if such poems existed, she could not possibly have not heard of them; the only explanation was that they were all
written by the person before her.
Tang and Song poetry are the most brilliant crystallization of Chinese culture, and this timeless elegance converged in this small room.
For a moment, Shang Xiufang felt her mind was filled with these infinitely beautiful words,
as if drinking sweet dew, forgetting everything else as she savored them.
It should be known that in ancient times, scholars held a very high status, and talented men who could compose poems were highly favored.
In Shang Xiufang's eyes, this handsome and refined middle-aged hermit seemed to possess boundless charm, instantly
captivating her heart.
Suppressing her excitement, Shang Xiufang asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Excuse me, are these...these poems all
written by you, sir?"
Bian Bufeng nodded, replying with an extremely pretentious air, "These are just some rough scribbles; I'm afraid they're too
embarrassing for someone as learned as you, Xiufang."
Shang Xiufang retorted coquettishly, "If such masterpieces are considered rough, then I'm an
illiterate who can't even write! You're being too modest, sir!"
Then her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and she asked in bewilderment, "Your talent rivals that of Cao Zhi, and perhaps
even surpasses that of Bao Zhao and Yan Yanzhi, so why haven't these poems been widely known?"
Upon hearing the name Bao Zhao, Bian Bufeng paused for a moment before realizing he was referring to
Bao Mingyuan, the literary giant of the Southern Dynasties who was considered one of the three great masters of the Yuanjia era, alongside Xie Lingyun and Yan Yanzhi, not the photos of women's private parts circulating on the internet today
. He couldn't help but think to himself: Damn, I never realized the name Bao Zhao was so creative
! And that Yan Yanzhi, could he be pickled in salt? Haha.
Suppressing his laughter, Bian Bufu, with an expressionless face, said calmly, "Writing poetry is simply
a matter of self-entertainment. I, Zhou, watch the clouds rise in the morning and the sun set in the evening, lingering among the mountains and rivers, and write poems as inspiration strikes. Why would I seek fame and fortune? Drinking the morning dew, listening to the pine breeze, enjoying the cool breeze, appreciating the night moon, I dabble in writing when I am at peace, and when the mood strikes, I drink and sing 　　wildly. How can others know
the joy of life ?" Of course, 　　he didn't say aloud 　　the thought in his heart, "To fuck a beauty like you is the ultimate pleasure in life." 　　Shang Xiufang looked at Bian Bufu with longing and admiration, saying, "Xiufang has learned a lot. Sir, 　　this is the true meaning of life. I've also thought about abandoning everything to pursue the world of music 　　, but I can't compare to your lofty and unrestrained spirit." 　　Rong Jiaojiao and Dong Shuni exchanged glances behind them, thinking to themselves: This lecherous devil is utterly shameless 　　. If he can be considered lofty and unrestrained, then there are no despicable and lewd people in the world. 　　But of course, they couldn't say this aloud. Dong Shuni stepped forward and said in an adoring tone, "Sir, your talent is truly 　　outstanding. Sometimes I really want to be your maid, cooking tea and meals for you every day, listening to you 　　write poems and lyrics, and play music for others." 　　Shang Xiufang's heart stirred: "Mr. Zhou is handsome, incredibly talented, and possesses a lofty and proud character with great integrity 　　. To be able to pursue the pinnacle of art with him would truly be something to aspire to." 　　Right, what instrument was used to play that piece of music? Shang Xiufang turned her head and looked around, noticing 　　a strange object she had never seen before on a wooden table in the corner. 　　She took a few steps closer to examine it; it was a wooden object, shaped somewhat like a huqin (a two-stringed bowed instrument), with a hexagonal lower part.

The instrument 　　was a wooden tube, one end of which was covered with skin. A wooden pole extended from the middle of the tube, and at the top of the pole were two
horizontal axles, with two strings tied between the axles and the tube. Most peculiarly, there was another pole nearby, seemingly made of thin bamboo, with both ends bent 　　, and a horsehair-like object tied to both ends. 　　Could this be the instrument they had just played? Bian Bufeng seemed to see Shang Xiufang's confusion and explained, 　　"This instrument is called an erhu. I use it for my own enjoyment. If Xiufang is interested, she can pick it up 　　and take a look." 　　Hearing this, Shang Xiufang didn't hold back and quickly picked up the erhu, examining it from left to right, gently plucking the strings a few times, and then 　　asked in bewilderment, "How is this instrument played?" 　　Bian Bufeng smiled, took the erhu from Shang Xiufang, and then gently pulled the bow, 　　producing a melodious erhu sound. 　　Shang Xiufang's face showed utter astonishment. Bowed string instruments only appeared in the Song Dynasty; nowadays, people 　　play instruments with their hands, such as the pipa, guzheng, and konghou. 　　Even a musical master like Shang Xiufang had never imagined that bowing a string could be used for performance 　　, and that the tone could be so melodious and pleasing to the ear. 　　She felt that in that instant, the man before her had opened a door to music she had never entered before, 　　allowing her to experience a new world she had never imagined yet, a world of boundless wonder. 　　Shang Xiufang's pretty face flushed red with excitement. In a slightly trembling voice, she asked, "What's the name of this instrument 　　? Did you also invent it, sir?" 　　Bian Bufeng shamelessly nodded, replying in a nonchalant tone, "I made it in my spare time. I 　　named it the Erhu." 　　Having confirmed her suspicions, Bian Bufeng's image in Shang Xiufang's mind rose even higher. She felt that 　　this refined man before her was dazzlingly handsome, possessing unparalleled talent yet disdaining worldly troubles, upright and elegant 　　—simply the perfect idol in a girl's heart. 　　She looked at Bian Bufeng with adoration, and said charmingly, "Sir, you've really 　　put Xiufang through a lot. These poems and music, Xiufang will definitely keep thinking about them every night, and won't be able to sleep." 　　Bian Bufeng chuckled in a pretentious tone, "Xiufang, you flatter me. I'm just a rustic old man from the mountains, how 　　could I possibly be even a fraction of your talent?" 　　Shang Xiufang pouted and said coquettishly, "If you keep calling me 'Xiufang,' I'll get angry 　　. In front of you, how could Xiufang be worthy of such a title?" "For everyone?" 　　Bian Bufeng didn't mince words and readily agreed, "Then I shall take the liberty of calling you Xiufang." 　　Shang Xiufang smiled beautifully and nodded, "Calling me Xiufang is fine, or 　　you can call me Fangfang like Jiaojiao and Nini do, whatever you prefer, hehe." 　　At this moment, Rong Jiaojiao interjected, "It's so rare to see you, sir. Jiaojiao wants to 　　hear you play again." 　　Hearing this, Shang Xiufang's face also lit up with anticipation, her beautiful, watery eyes looking expectantly at Bian Bufeng. 　　Bian Bufeng gave her a "you can't help it" look, picked up his erhu, and began to play. 　　This time, he chose the piece "Moonlit Night," a famous erhu piece, just like his previous "Moon Reflected in the Second Spring." 　　In fact, before his transmigration, Bian Bufeng could barely 　　manage to play "Moonlit Night," which was only at the level seven difficulty level for the erhu exam, let alone the level nine "Moon Reflected in the Second Spring." But after transmigrating, he became a grandmaster with incredibly fast reflexes and 　　unparalleled 　　control over every part of his body. Even if the piece were twice as difficult, he could easily master it. 　　"Moonlit Night" was a graceful and beautiful piece, simple yet melodious, conveying a sense of finding solace in nature 　　and a serene, moonlit atmosphere—perfect for his current identity as a recluse. 　　After the piece ended, the three women in the room were completely captivated, immersed in the music for a long time. 　　After a while, Shang Xiufang came to her senses, her eyes filled with determination. She bowed gracefully to Bian Bufeng and earnestly 　　said, "Xiufang wishes to become your student, sir, and learn the techniques of playing the erhu. Please allow me." 　　Bian Bufeng had originally intended to use music to get to know Shang Xiufang better, and hearing her say this, he was naturally 　　delighted. He thought to himself, "This girl has come to me of her own accord. I'll teach you some bedroom skills later 　　, haha." 　　Of course, as a recluse, he didn't agree so easily. He feigned reluctance, and only after Rong Jiaojiao and 　　Dong Shuni pleaded with him, and after considering it for a long time, did he reluctantly agree. 　　That night, at Bian Bufu's residence, 　　Bian Bufu and Shen Luoyan were intimately entwined. 　　Naturally, Shen Luoyan was completely naked; she was massaging the man's shoulders, her high breasts rubbing against his 　　back. 　　During this time, Shen Luoyan's internal energy had been sealed, and she was under close surveillance by Shan Meixian, whose martial arts and intelligence were both formidable. 　　She had no chance to send messages, and her heart was filled with worry about the war in Luoyang, but she couldn't get any information 　　. 　　This lecherous demon, Bian Bufu, seemed so confident. Could it be that that brat Kou Zhong really had some 　　way to deal with Mi Gong? "Damn it..." Suddenly, a voice came from beside her: "Luoyan, 　　what information do you have about the background of this courtesan, Shang Xiufang?" 　　Upon hearing this, Shen Luoyan quickly gave a sweet smile and said in a coquettish voice, "Shang Xiufang's mother is Shang Mingyue, 　　who has connections with many famous figures of the previous generation. Her father is unknown. But according to the information Luoyan has collected 　　, Shang Xiufang's biological father is very likely Li Yuan." 　　Bian Bufeng pondered for a moment and said, "Hmm, that is indeed very likely. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain how a famous courtesan could have 　　such a transcendent status and be able to move among so many powerful forces to perform." 　　Considering the attitude of Li Yuan and the Li brothers towards Shang Xiufang in the original work, this speculation is ninety percent true. 　　Bian Bufeng's lips curled into a playful smile as he said to Shen Luoyan, "Luoyan, I need you to help me write a 　　letter..." 　　"Luoyan, don't worry, this won't affect the Battle of Luoyang..." 　　Shang Xiufang had been studying the erhu in the suburbs of Luoyang for eight days. 　　Under the influence of Bian Bufeng's superb acting skills and inner demon aura, Shang Xiufang's goodwill towards Bian Bufeng had risen to a very high level.

Especially these past few days, Bian Bufu had been acting as a literary thief, presenting Shang Xiufang with a vast collection of poems and songs from the Tang Dynasty onwards
, leaving her utterly astonished.
For Shang Xiufang, who had lacked a father's love since childhood, such a refined, mature, and exceptionally talented middle-aged man simply
filled a void in her heart.
In modern terms, Shang Xiufang was a sucker for older men.
Of course, only the handsome, rich, and successful could become "uncle" when they grew old; the average guy could only be called "master."
At this moment, Shang Xiufang and Dong Shuni were sitting in a carriage, heading towards the outskirts of the city.
A gentle smile graced Shang Xiufang's beautiful face as she took Dong Shuni's hand and said, "Nini, you're so kind of you
to come all this way with me."
Dong Shuni said with some concern, "Fangfang, your current situation is a bit dangerous. It's
best if you don't leave the city for a while."
Shang Xiufang shook her head and said, "I've already made an appointment with my teacher. How can I break my promise
?"
Dong Shuni said, "But... but Li Mi is plotting against you! That big bad guy Li Mi is the worst
! And Shen Luoyan is also a vicious woman!"
Shang Xiufang patted Dong Shuni's shoulder, comforting her, "Nini, don't worry..." " Don't worry, your uncle has already sent
more experts to protect us, hasn't he? This isn't Li Mi's territory, there's no danger."
Dong Shuni tilted her head, puzzled, and asked, "Why would Li Mi target Fangfang? If it weren't for my uncle's
men intercepting Shen Luoyan's secret letter, I really don't believe anyone would be willing to harm Fangfang."
Shang Xiufang's expression darkened, and she whispered, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's because I'm that person's daughter."
Dong Shuni didn't hear clearly and was about to ask further when she saw Shang Xiufang change the subject: "Alright, we've arrived
, let's get off the bus together, Nini."
As usual, they went to Bian Bufu's place.
Just as Shang Xiufang was starting to play the erhu with some skill, suddenly, a shout came from outside,
followed by a clattering noise—it was the sound of fighting.
Dong Shuni's face paled, and she asked in a trembling voice, "What's wrong? Could it be... could it really be that big bad Li Mi
?"
Shang Xiufang was also filled with worry and secretly regretted her actions. If her willfulness had put her teacher and Shuni in danger
, she would truly... Bian Bufu waved his hand calmly and said, "You two stay in the room and don't move. I'll
go out and take a look."
In the days they had spent together, Shang Xiufang had learned that her teacher possessed considerable martial arts skills.
With a flash
, she disappeared outside. Shang Xiufang was about to lean against the windowsill to see what was happening outside when Dong Shuni grabbed her.
Dong Shuni trembled like a frightened little animal, nestled in Shang Xiufang's arms, hugging her tightly, and
said in a voice that was about to cry, "Fangfang, I'm so scared, boohoo..."
Seeing this, Shang Xiufang quickly patted Dong Shuni's back to comfort her, not caring about what was happening outside
. She only heard several screams coming from outside, and her heart was filled with extreme unease.
Outside, Shang Xiufang's guards had all been killed. Bian Buye
, having completed the massacre, grinned maliciously and said to several members of the Heavenly Mandate Cult dressed in black, "You
did a good job. Now proceed according to plan, haha."
Just as Shang Xiufang was filled with anxiety, suddenly, her teacher, covered in blood, burst in like a whirlwind, shouting
, "The enemy is strong! I'll protect Xiufang and draw them away. Shuni, your lightness skill is good; immediately
escape in the opposite direction."
With that, he pulled Shang Xiufang into his arms, his large hands tightly encircling her slender waist, saying
, "Xiufang, hold on tight to me for a moment, don't be afraid."
This was the first time Shang Xiufang had been so close to a man in her life. She felt a strong masculine
scent wash over her, and in that warm embrace, she felt a sense of security. Her face flushed, her heart pounded
, and she was too shy to speak, only letting out a soft "Mmm," her small hands reaching behind her to hug the man.
After Bian Bufeng, carrying Shang Xiufang, shouted and rushed into the forest, leading away several performers from the Heavenly Mandate Sect
, Dong Shuni, inside the house, looked distressed and murmured to herself, "I'm so sorry, Uncle, for causing
so many of his guards to die. But, but they were forced into it too... Waaah..."
"Nini, you're still here?"
Rong Jiaojiao's voice came from outside the house.
Dong Shuni stepped out of the room, somewhat surprised, and said, "Jiaojiao, you came so quickly?"
Rong Jiaojiao revealed a malicious smile and said, "How could Jiaojiao miss the day when the world-famous Xiufang loses her virginity
?"
Dong Shuni looked reluctant and frowned, saying, "Actually, Fangfang is a very nice person . It
's really unfair of us to deceive her like this."
Rong Jiaojiao sneered, "Hmph, every time I see that bitch Shang Xiufang pretending to be innocent and bewitching those stupid
men, I get angry. She's clearly just a prostitute who sings and dances
, but she acts like a goddess all day long. Bah!"
Seeing Dong Shuni pouting and not saying anything, Rong Jiaojiao added, "Alright, alright, Nini, you little devil,
don't think so much. Just follow that bastard Bian Bufu's orders and go over there."
Dong Shuni nodded helplessly and followed. Bian
Bufu, carrying Shang Xiufang, fought and fled with several men in black who followed them, escaping into the depths of the forest.
In truth, the fight was utterly convincingly faked, but Shang Xiufang, completely ignorant of martial arts, couldn't detect any
flaws.
At this moment, another man in black feigned being knocked to the ground by Bian Bufeng, while a man in black in the distance shouted
, "Watch out for hidden weapons!"
He then flicked his wrist, and several silver needles shot out, aimed directly at Shang Xiufang.
Shang Xiufang's face paled; just as the needles were about to strike her, Bian Bufeng spun around and blocked her
path, letting out a muffled groan—clearly, he had been ambushed.
Seeing her revered teacher taken a hit by hidden weapons to save her, Shang Xiufang was filled with despair, tears welling in her eyes.
She thought to herself that if anything happened to her teacher this time, she would have no face to live on.
Bian Bufeng shouted, leaped forward, knocked down the last man in black who had launched the hidden weapons, and then kicked him...
Stepping on his chest, he demanded, "Was your hidden weapon poisoned? Where's the antidote?"
Shang Xiufang was startled again and quickly followed.
The man in black lying on the ground chuckled and said, "You're poisoned by the Crimson Sun Poison, there's no cure. Just wait for your yang to explode
and you'll die, hahahaha."
After saying that, his head lolled to the side, as if he had committed suicide. Bian
Bufeng pretended to check the man in black's breath, then stood up, channeling his inner energy to create an
unnatural flush on his face. Then, as if enduring pain, he said to Shang Xiufang, "Although all these people have been killed, I don't
know if Li Mi has sent anyone else. This place isn't safe. Let's hide further away and come out when it's safe, ah
..."
As he spoke, his body swayed slightly.
Hearing the words of the man in black and seeing the silver needles inserted into her teacher's abdomen, Shang Xiufang
burst into tears. Supporting Bian Bufeng, she asked in a trembling voice, "Teacher, Teacher, how are you? Was what that villain
said true? What should we do? Waaah..."
Bian Bufeng gave her a reassuring smile and said, "Don't worry, Xiufang, I'm fine. Let's escape
from here."
With that, he led Shang Xiufang away.
Of course, after they left, the men in black pretending to be dead quickly got up and scattered
.
As Bian Bufeng carried Shang Xiufang into the depths of the forest, he suddenly stumbled, released
the woman in his arms, and fell to the ground.
Shang Xiufang was shocked and quickly squatted down, supporting Bian Bufeng as she asked, "Teacher, what... what's wrong
?" Bian Bufeng
took a deep breath, his face contorted in pain, and pretended to struggle as he
pulled out the silver needles he had held in place with his internal energy. Then he groaned, "Xiufang, you... don't come near me!"
Shang Xiufang was both worried and confused, shaking her head repeatedly, her voice trembling with tears, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?
Don't scare Xiufang!"
Bian Bufeng forced a breath and said sadly, "The Crimson Sun Poison... it really is the Crimson Sun Poison!" "Lustful Poison... Xiufang, you
must leave quickly, leave while I can still control myself, otherwise... otherwise..."
Shang Xiufang's eyes were filled with tears, and she stubbornly said, "No... Xiufang won't leave, teacher, please tell me what's
going on? What exactly is this Crimson Sun Lustful Poison?"
Bian Bufeng sighed and said, "The Crimson Sun Lustful Poison is one of the most terrifying poisons in the world. After a man is poisoned, his
yang energy boils and he can't control himself. He even loses control of his emotions and becomes a lewd person who only knows how to have sex...
"
Shang Xiufang couldn't help but recall the words of the man in black earlier, dying from an explosive yang. Could it be, could it be that
a man's yang would explode... Thinking of that terrifying scene, she couldn't help but shudder.
Suddenly, Bian Bufeng let out another muffled groan, then blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, his body swayed, and he fainted
.
Shang Xiufang was at a loss, and quickly laid his body flat on the ground. Her jade hand reached out and touched
something thick and hard.
She turned her head and saw that the man's crotch had created a large tent in his outer robe, and her elbow had indeed
touched that hard spot.
This…this…could this be the effect of the Red Yang Poison? What to do, what should she do?!
At this moment, Shang Xiufang's mind flashed back to her teacher's image—his unparalleled talent, elegant demeanor, mature charm,
and the image of him selflessly shielding her when the silver needles were shot at her.
A surge of indescribable emotion welled up within her.
She gritted her teeth. Her teacher had suffered such harm to save her; if something were to happen to him,
how could she face living in this world? She had to find a way to help her teacher, no matter what! Although Shang Xiufang was a virgin
, she came from a life of prostitution and was not entirely ignorant about matters of the heart.
A man's penis would naturally soften if it could release its pent-up desire.
Although she didn't know if this would remove the poison, it was better than doing nothing and watching her teacher suffer
! Thinking of this, Shang Xiufang took a deep breath, her pretty face hardening with determination. She bent down and began to
undress the unconscious Bian Bufu.
"Ah! So big! This…this is a man's…how terrifying…"
Shang Xiufang exclaimed. Before her was a thick, enormous thing, its massive glans shaped like a child's
fist, veins bulging, pulsating rhythmically—utterly ferocious and terrifying.
Shang Xiufang's face flushed red. She secretly glanced at Bian Bufu, finding him still unconscious, but his face
showing occasional pain. She silently encouraged herself, her trembling hand reaching out towards the man's large penis
.
The moment her slender fingers touched it, Shang Xiufang swiftly withdrew her hand, exclaiming in disbelief, "
So hot! So hard!"
Then, realizing she had shouted too loudly, she cupped her flushed face in her hands, stiffly turning her head
to look around. Finding no one there, she trembled again and reached out.
This time, mentally prepared, she gritted her teeth, enduring the shame that almost made her faint.
From one finger to two, three, slowly moving to her palm, the hard, hot sensation constantly
emanating from her hand made her sweat profusely with tension.
Her teacher's thing was much bigger than she'd heard before—longer, hotter, so amazing! At that moment, Bian
Bufeng groaned in pain again. Shang Xiufang jumped up in fright, quickly withdrawing her hand from his penis
. Looking closer, she saw the man was still unconscious, but his expression seemed even more pained.
Shang Xiufang breathed a long sigh of relief. If she were seen holding his penis, she would die of shame
.
But her teacher's pain was increasing; she couldn't delay any longer! She made a silent decision! So, she
grasped the man's penis again and gently stroked it up and down.
Pretending to be unconscious, Bian Bufeng felt his penis being stroked by that soft, white hand, and felt
immensely proud.
In reality, the plan he came up with was complex and had many flaws. He didn't really expect it to succeed; he was mainly
just trying it out.
Anyway, if any problems arise, just capture Shang Xiufang directly, kill anyone who resists, and drag it out for ten days or
half a month until the Battle of Luoyang officially breaks out. No one will have time to care about the Xiufang family then.
Even if it's exposed later, others will have to be wary of the Li clan, but Bian Bufeng, who has definitely broken ties with the Hu sect,
won't care at all.
Bian Bufeng's current overall strength has already reached the upper echelons of the world, and he no longer has
the cautious mindset he had when he first transmigrated.
Shang Xiufang's jade-like fingers are long and slender. Although she often plays musical instruments, they are not rough at all; they are flawless, delicate, and smooth
, making a man's penis feel incredibly comfortable.
However, this level is far from satisfying Bian Bufeng, this lecherous demon who has seen countless women.
"Ugh, my hands are sore..." She'd been stroking it for ages, but the man's penis showed no sign of yielding. Shang Xiufang
couldn't help but think, "Could it be that my technique is too poor? Or is it because I've been poisoned by aphrodisiacs? What should I do?"
At that moment, Bian Bufu's expression became even more pained. Shang Xiufang thought of the embarrassing
rumors from the past and shuddered.
But then she looked at her teacher, who was suffering to save her, and her heart was filled with tenderness. She felt that even
if she died, she couldn't let anything happen to her teacher.
But... could she handle something so big? Looking at the enormous, menacing glans, Shang
Xiufang was troubled.
"Hmm! I can't give up! Come on!" Shang Xiufang bent down, bringing her delicate face close to the thick penis
. After hesitating for a while, she finally stuck out her little tongue and gently licked it.
The moment she touched the shaft, a strange, masculine scent spread across her taste buds
, sending a jolt through her body as if electrocuted.
She squeezed her eyes shut, her face flushed, kneeling between the man's legs, bending down, her hands gripping his penis
, her tongue licking incessantly from bottom to top.
Ugh, still no luck.
After licking for a while, the penis remained motionless.
Shang Xiufang gritted her teeth again, her beautiful eyes fixed on the enormous glans, then opened her
mouth, trying to swallow it.
Ugh…so big…I can't breathe…ugh…The man's penis was even more magnificent than she had imagined.
Although Shang Xiufang's cherry-like mouth was wide open, it was still completely filled by the glans, making it difficult to breathe
, and saliva uncontrollably dribbled from the corners of her mouth.
After a while, she finally recovered. Although it was tiring, the
throbbing penis, a symbol of masculine power, inside her small mouth, and the strong masculine scent wafting over her, made Shang Xiufang a little infatuated, giving her
a sense of being conquered and belonging to him.
Bian Bufu felt his glans being swallowed into her warm, moist mouth, thinking of Shang Xiufang's usually
heavenly voice, her mouth that could intoxicate anyone, now diligently sucking his penis, and he almost ejaculated in excitement
.
Although Shang Xiufang was inexperienced, and her teeth would occasionally touch his glans while she was swallowing, her passion was
incredibly alluring.
Especially since she was now dressed in a neat formal suit, draped in a veil, still looking like the dignified,
beautiful, and elegant legendary diva Xiufang, but now she was bending over sucking his penis, doing the lowly things of a prostitute, the stark
contrast was incredibly stimulating.
Bian Bufu couldn't help but recall the times before his transmigration when beautiful women dressed as flight attendants or nurses would perform oral sex on him
. But how could those women, long since worn out, compare to even a fraction of this world-renowned yet chaste musical master
? Shang Xiufang, suppressing her shyness, was diligently swallowing and spitting when suddenly, a thunderous voice rang in her ears, "Ah! Xiufang
, what are you doing!?"
Her teacher, who had been unconscious, had suddenly woken up and was staring at her in disbelief.
She was currently holding his penis deep in her mouth, the enormous head seemingly reaching
her throat.
Shang Xiufang felt a rush of heat to her head, almost dying of shame.
She quickly spat out the penis, choking and coughing so hard she couldn't speak.
At this moment, Bian Bufeng sighed, "I know Xiufang means well, but you are a pure young woman, how
can you do such a thing? While no one knows, Xiufang, leave this place quickly, don't worry about me." At this point, Xiufang
had finally calmed down a little, but hearing her teacher say this, she felt her heart filled with an inexplicable emotion
. Her teacher was willing to give up his own life for her, how could she let him die?! So
she shook her head and said, "Teacher, Xiufang will never leave, even if it means death. If anything happens to you, Xiufang will accompany you
to the underworld to continue listening to your teachings."
Having said this, she looked at Bian Bufeng with unwavering determination. Bian
Bufeng, pleased with his successful scheme, remained outwardly composed, frowning as he said, "The poison I've been afflicted with is
an aphrodisiac. Even multiple women might not be able to relieve my pent-up desires, let alone a pure woman like Xiufang. Further words
are pointless. Xiufang, leave quickly, or your master will be angry."
Shang Xiufang looked at her master's face, flushed an unnatural red, his expression showing pain. His
erect penis, swollen and red from the aphrodisiac, looked particularly strained. She felt a surge of pity
.
Since her master was willing to risk his life for her, what was there to cherish about her own body
? A gentle smile appeared on Shang Xiufang's alluring face. Her beautiful, melancholic eyes gazed at Bian Bufeng with tender affection. She
slowly stood up and asked in a dreamy voice, "Master, do you think Xiufang is beautiful?"
With that, she reached out and unbuttoned her clothes, beginning to undress before Bian Bufeng.
As her clothes were removed one by one, her alluring, curvaceous, snow-white body was slowly revealed
.
Bian Bufu struggled, as if trying to prop himself up, but he was too weak. He cried out, "
Xiufang, what are you doing?! Stop it! Put your clothes back on, don't do this!"
Seeing that her master didn't even have the strength to prop himself up, Shang Xiufang felt even more heartbroken. She gave a sad smile
and slowly removed her last undergarment, revealing her naked body to the man for the first time.
Her face was flushed, her eyes tightly closed. Though she trembled with nervousness, her pretty face was resolute. She
spread her hands without any shame, puffed out her chest, and displayed her body fully. Even Bian Bufu
, who was used to seeing beautiful women, was stunned.
Shang Xiufang was already a goddess, but now she exuded a
saintly aura, willing to sacrifice everything for love, making her seem incredibly holy.
She was about 1.68 meters tall, slender and delicate, with extremely fair skin.
Her breasts weren't large, but they were perfectly shaped, like bamboo shoots, standing proudly and very elastic.
Below her incredibly slender waist were full hips, the beautiful curves of which could drive any man
wild with excitement.
She felt the man's gaze completely drawn to her body, and a surge of pride welled up within her. 　　Her voice trembled with a mixture of shame and
joy as she asked, "Master, do you like Xiufang's body?" Bian Bufeng's eyes were bloodshot, and he said urgently, his voice strained with suppressed desire, "Xiufang, don't do this! Ah! Master 　　can't hold back any longer, you...you must leave here...ah!" 　　Shang Xiufang saw the man's entire body tremble violently, breathing heavily, his penis seemingly even thicker 　　, as if he were struggling to hold back. 　　She smiled faintly, knelt down, and removed the man's clothes, leaving the man and woman naked and facing each other 　　. 　　Then, she gently kissed the man's forehead, pulled him into her arms, and whispered, " 　　Master, you don't need to hold back." 　　At this moment, the man's eyes reddened further, and his body seemed to regain some vitality. His large hands 　　began to move over Shang Xiufang's beautiful naked body, lingering on her breasts, slender waist, and shapely buttocks—each a sensitive spot. His hot penis was 　　held between the girl's long, firm thighs, the glans gently rubbing against her pure flower. 　　As the man's large hands caressed her, Shang Xiufang felt her body heat up with each touch. The intoxicating pleasure 　　emanated from her sensitive spots, making her tremble with excitement, and her flower slowly became wet 　　. " 　　So this is what mutual caress between a man and a woman can be like," Shang Xiufang thought, somewhat lost in the moment. 　　But seeing her teacher's increasingly clouded expression, she couldn't help but feel a pang of worry. 　　She whispered, "Teacher, Xiufang has truly fallen in love with you. She'd do anything to save you. 　　" 　　With that, she raised her waist, half-squatting, and, supporting the man's erect penis, 　　slowly sat down in front of her pure, innocent vulva. 　　The enormous glans roughly forced open her jade gate, slowly pushing in. Shang Xiufang felt her 　　vagina being conquered by an incredibly powerful and intensely hot force; a tearing sensation accompanied by 　　waves of pain washed over her. 　　She was tense and afraid, her forehead dripping with sweat, but she gritted her teeth, her full buttocks slowly lowering, 　　her virgin vagina desperately swallowing the man's penis. 　　At this moment, the teacher beneath her seemed to regain some consciousness, and said in a strained tone, "Xiufang...don't 　　...don't...how can you do this to your innocent body...don't..." 　　Shang Xiufang was covered in sweat, the pain from below making her face contort, but she forced a 　　smile, her beautiful, watery eyes gazing affectionately at Bian Bufu, and whispered, "Xiufang...Xiufang doesn't regret it... 　　" 　　With that, she twisted her slender waist, raised her buttocks, and sat down forcefully, her thick, long penis plunging deep into her vagina, piercing 　　the most precious symbol of a girl's purity. 　　Instantly, a heart-wrenching pain shot through her, and Shang Xiufang let out a groan, two innocent tears streaming down her face 　　. 　　It hurts so much, so this is what it feels like to lose your virginity... She gasped incessantly, her hands pressing against the man's chest to support herself, feeling as if an incredibly thick, red-hot iron rod was being brutally inserted into her, 　　mercilessly stretching open 　　her tender, narrow vagina. 　　But amidst the pain, a warm feeling spread; she was finally united with the one she loved 　　. 　　Even if they couldn't overcome this ordeal, even if something happened in the future, as 　　long as she had this moment, her life would not have been in vain. 　　At this moment, the man beneath her seemed to regain some strength, letting out a low growl, his hands gripping Shang Xiufang's 　　slender waist, his large penis, which had just taken the girl's virginity, began to slowly thrust in and out from below. 　　Although each thrust of his penis caused Shang Xiufang excruciating pain, 　　she, now filled with a spirit of self-sacrifice, found it sweet. 　　She bent over, her entire body pressed against the man, sensing his body temperature with her breasts, her small mouth 　　actively kissing his neck, wanting the man who was penetrating her vagina to feel even more comfortable. 　　Bian Bufeng thrust his hips, the tightness of her vagina gripping his penis with unparalleled pleasure, the lustful fluid, tinged with the blood from her broken hymen, 　　flowing out with each thrust, further exciting him. 　　He feigned deep sorrow, saying, "Xiufang... I'm so sorry... I actually... sigh..." 　　Shang Xiufang groaned, covering the man's mouth with her hand. Although she was sweating profusely from the pain, she 　　revealed a joyful smile, coquettishly saying, "Hmm... don't say anymore, Xiufang gave her body... ah... her body to 　　Master... willingly... hmm... it's not Master's fault... ah... it's so deep... ooh..." 　　"Xiufang, you... you're so tight down there, it feels so good... Master can't hold back anymore... ah... I'm going to 　　fuck your little hole." 　　"Ooh... Master, you don't need to worry about Xiufang... as long as you like it... Xiufang will endure the pain... 　　hmm... ooh..." 　　The man's thrusting speed gradually increased, and Shang Xiufang seemed to gradually adapt, only feeling that 　　the pain in her little hole lessened a bit, and a wave of pleasure began to burst forth. The painful groans slowly added a touch 　　of ecstasy, and the lustful fluids increased continuously, splashing everywhere with the entry and exit of the penis. 　　With a series of slapping sounds, Bian Bufeng listened to the impact of his waist and abdomen against the woman's full buttocks and asked, 　　"Ah... Xiufang, you're so wet down there, are you feeling good too?" 　　Shang Xiufang was covered in sweat, her eyes were languid, and her pretty face was flushed with the blush unique to the pleasure of lovemaking. She spoke in a coquettish tone...

She whimpered, "Ugh...don't...don't ask me such embarrassing questions...ah...I don't know...
um..."
The pain below had subsided, but it was starting to itch. Each time the penis slammed in, the large
glans rubbing against the tight walls of her vagina transformed the itch into an incredibly sweet stimulation, spreading throughout her body
, making her feel numb and tingling with pleasure.
It was as if all other sensations in her body had disappeared, leaving only the unparalleled sensation of her vagina being penetrated again and again
.
Ugh, so good. It's my first time, why does it feel so good? Is Xiufang a slutty woman
? At that moment, a man's magnetic voice reached her ears: "Xiufang, you're so alluring.
Does Master feel good doing this to you?"
Already somewhat delirious, Shang Xiufang subconsciously replied, "So good, Xiufang feels so good."
Only after saying it did she realize how she had blurted out her thoughts. Ugh, how embarrassing! Master
would definitely think Xiufang was a slutty woman.
Bian Bufeng laughed, "Master feels so good too, Xiufang, you're so beautiful."
With that, he increased the speed of his thrusts.
Hearing her beloved's praise, Shang Xiufang felt a sweet warmth in her heart, feeling that all her efforts had been worthwhile. She opened
her mind even more, enjoying the ultimate pleasure of their lovemaking.
The thick penis plunged deeply into Shang Xiufang's body, each thrust seemingly lifting her delicate
, slender body, making her feel like a small boat tossed about in a storm, about to be
overwhelmed by the waves of lust.
"Ah...ah...so good...woo...why is it so good...woo...Xiufang ca
n't take it anymore...mmm...I feel...I feel like I'm flying."
With each violent thrust, Shang Xiufang felt as if she were weightless, floating in the clouds
, and that supreme paradise was within her reach. Just a little more, and she would reach that
unparalleled state of pleasure.
At this moment, Bian Bufeng kneaded Shang Xiufang's plump buttocks with both hands, then with a little force, easily
lifted her delicate body, and then suddenly lowered it. His penis thrust upwards forcefully, the glans piercing straight
into the deepest part of her flower path like an arrow through a heart, entering a place never before touched.
Shang Xiufang, struck by this violent thrust, felt her mind go blank, then an indescribable tingling
pleasure gushed from her flower bud.
She jerked her head back, her whole body tensing, letting out a short scream. Her flower chambers began to
contract violently with her trembling body, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed uncontrollably, sending her to her first orgasm.
This orgasm lasted for almost a minute. Throughout the process, Shang Xiufang seemed to be in a daze
, her whole body limply lying on Bian Bufeng's body, trembling uncontrollably, her face flushed, her eyes tightly closed, her small mouth unconsciously
opening, murmuring something incomprehensible.
An unbelievable surge of excitement overwhelmed her, making it impossible for her to think. She felt breathless
, as if she might be pounded unconscious by that thick penis at any moment.
Finally, the ecstatic pleasure subsided slightly. Shang Xiufang lay weakly
on the man's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, a strange sense of happiness welling up within her.
Xiufang… Xiufang was his woman.
However, Bian Bufu's penis was still hard and inserted in her vagina, making her clearly aware that the man hadn't yet
ejaculated.
Shang Xiufang struggled to sit up, feeling a burning pain in her newly deflowered vagina. But she gritted her teeth
, enduring the pain, and gently swayed her hips up and down, beginning to swallow and release his penis again.
Bian Bufu said, "Xiufang, no, you've just lost your virginity, you can't do it anymore."
Shang Xiufang forced a smile and said, "Xiufang is fine, I still want Master to continue with me."
After saying that, she sat up, placed her hands on her buttocks, and made her breasts protrude forward, striking an
incredibly sexy and alluring pose.
With the swaying of her buttocks, her firm breasts swayed up and down, creating waves of tempting flesh
.
Just then, a surprised exclamation came from the side: "Ah! What are you doing!?"
Shang Xiufang was startled and quickly turned her head to see Rong Jiaojiao and Dong Shuni emerging from the bushes beside her
, staring at her in disbelief.

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