[The Regret of Shangfang] (Part Two)

Long, long ago, there was a fellow named Lord Ye who adored dragons, dreaming of them day and night. One day,
he actually saw a dragon, but was terrified and at a loss for what to do. Such is the strangeness of the world. Situ Xiong was in a similar situation. When
he realized he was holding a stunning beauty in his arms, his previous fearless and valiant spirit vanished completely. He hesitated for a long time
before finally getting into position to tear off the last piece of clothing covering the Heavenly Dragon Fairy Gan Xueqing.
"Ah!"
A sharp scream echoed through the valley. Looking at Gan Xueqing again, her gaze was calm, her bright eyes lowered. The scream
hadn't come from her. Everyone was stunned. A quick glance revealed that Hou Jing was coughing up blood, lying among the rocks, his life hanging in the balance
. He had been standing behind the True Person Mo Nian, the Wind and Rain Maiden, an angle perfect for watching the performance, but also too close.
The Wind and Rain Maiden didn't turn around; her hand, which had injured Hou Jing, twisted and lightly patted towards Ye Qing's chest
. The seemingly casual palm strike was incredibly fast. Ye Qing only saw a red blur before his eyes, and there was no
chance to turn and escape. In shock, he had no choice but to concentrate his strength in his palm, intending to fight to the death. Seeing this clumsy
move, Feng Yu Ji smiled slightly, her face full of disdain. Her fair palm, without any apparent movement,
struck Hou Jing's chest solidly from an unexpected angle.
"Ugh,"
Ye Qing groaned, his palms, which had been strained with all his might, still standing dumbfounded in front of his chest. His eyes were filled with disbelief and
horror. His clothes fluttered like butterflies, and he couldn't catch his breath.
"You, you..."
Bai Wu's already pale face turned even paler. His lips trembled, and he retreated step by step. Fortunately,
he had remained cautious and didn't get too close to Feng Yu Ji, which gave him some time to react. However,
facing a master of hidden weapons like Feng Yu Ji, he dared not even consider turning back to escape.
"You bitch!" With a roar, Situ Xiong finally snapped out of his shock. Abandoning the tender Gan
Xueqing, his mountain-like body pressed down on Feng Yu Ji, his imposing aura not to be underestimated. Bai Wu was overjoyed, using his movement technique
to rush towards the exit. What were his brothers' lives compared to his own?
"Hmph,"
Feng Yu Ji didn't even glance at Situ Xiong. From her fiery sleeves, a flash of blood-red light appeared. The
Mo Nian Xue Zhu, feared by all, finally made its move. Bai Wu, far away, trembled violently, losing control of his body and
stumbling headfirst into the rubble. His head was bleeding profusely, and he couldn't stand up for a long time, clearly having his vital points sealed.
After dealing with Bai Wu, Feng Yu Ji waved her hand repeatedly, and three more beams of blood-red light shot out from her sleeves.
Still not aimed at Situ Xiong, this time the target was the limp Gan Xueqing, her true threat.
With a series of "hissing" sounds, Gan Xueqing's vital points were successively suppressed, and she collapsed limply to the ground.
At this moment, Situ Xiong finally rushed forward, but before he could reach out, he paused—Ye Qing's soft, mud-like body
was blocking him and Feng Yuji. Situ Xiong, his foundational skills were truly masterful. With a firm stance,
he controlled the immense force of her momentum, and his giant bear paws flashed towards Feng Yuji's chest—a truly masterful
"bear claw" move.
However, no matter how thick and long his arms were, there was always someone in between, and even with his body probing, he was still a little short. Looking at
Feng Yuji's proudly protruding breasts, Situ Xiong, still unwilling to give up, stretched out his paws even further. Was this a fight or groping?
Why would such distracting thoughts exist in a battle between masters? His move was too long, and with his defenses wide open, Situ Xiong felt a numbness in his waist, and
all his strength was instantly drained. The next moment, a sharp pain shot through both hands, nearly causing even the robust Situ Xiong
to faint. This was because Feng Yu Ji, angered by his careless attack, had dealt a ruthless blow, dislocating his arm with a mere flick of her wrist
.
The battle had begun suddenly and ended abruptly; in a daze, only Feng Yu Ji remained standing in the valley. A gentle breeze
caressed her fiery red dress, the blazing sun highlighting her flowing sleeves like fiery clouds,
her fiery passion filling Shangfang Valley. The proud phoenix had returned. Her beautiful eyes darted around, Feng Yu Ji staring triumphantly at Gan Xueqing,
watching her natural enemy lie weakly on the ground, a feeling of indescribable satisfaction rising within her.
"Fairy Gan, what else is there to say now?"
Gan Xueqing said calmly. "Only death?"
Feng Yuji sneered. "Considering our past acquaintance, I will not stop you from taking your own life."
Gan Xueqing raised her eyes slightly and said with a smile, "If you were me, would you be willing to end your own life?" "You
lowly servant!" Feng Yuji snorted coldly. Every time she saw Gan Xueqing's calm expression, she couldn't help but feel angry
. But this time, she seemed to be in the position of the victor. "I have plenty of ways to torment you and make you wish you were
dead."
Gan Xueqing pursed her lips and replied with a half-smile, "I am really afraid, and I am also very curious
..."
There was no point in saying more. Although she had a bellyful of questions, such as who leaked their duel, Gan Xueqing's
feud with the Quick Knife Gang, and some private matters between them, Feng Yuji didn't want to ask anymore. Thinking to himself that he would first thoroughly punish Gan
Xueqing, properly crush the arrogance of the Heavenly Flood Dragon Fairy, and make her suffer terribly, then he could easily get whatever he wanted
.
"Little beggar, go, help that wretched maid up."
"Huh?" The beggar called Little Donkey was clearly still reeling from the recent turn of events,
sitting blankly on the ground, staring at Feng Yu Ji in bewilderment.
Feng Yu Ji frowned slightly, unusually not losing her temper, "Just do as I say, I certainly won't mistreat you."
Little Donkey was still an underdeveloped child, standing upright he didn't even reach Gan Xueqing's shoulders, long-term malnutrition
made him even thinner than children his age. At this moment, he struggled to help Gan Xueqing up, his bony
hands laboriously gripping Gan Xueqing's slender waist, the two pressed tightly together, barely managing to stand.
Because of his height, the little donkey's head was pressed against the beautiful woman's high, firm breasts. A faint
fragrance wafted from his nose, and his cheek rubbed against her smooth, warm skin. Even for a novice like him who had never experienced love, his lower
body reacted instinctively.
"Ugh,"
Gan Xueqing was slightly annoyed. Being naturally clean, she couldn't stand the little beggar's pungent stench of sweat
. She could only slightly turn her delicate chin away and silently let him do as he pleased.
The Wind and Rain Fairy continued her instructions with great enthusiasm, "Move this rock up there, lie down."
Following her finger, they saw a very flat rock, but not very large, only big enough for two people to sit upright . How could anyone lie
down? This was no problem for the beggar, who had slept in all sorts of places. After a slight hesitation, he struggled to drag
Gan Xueqing's soft, boneless body toward the rock. Despite his small size and weak strength, he used all his might,
pushing off with his feet and smacking his lips against the heroine's delicate breasts, finding the sweetness somehow generating boundless power. This was a hardship for the
clean-loving Heavenly Dragon Fairy. She felt her bodice sticking to her skin, and the thought of it being covered in the little beggar's saliva
made her feel like a thousand insects were crawling on her chest, making her nauseous.
The rock was indeed too small, barely enough to accommodate Gan Xueqing's alluring body. Her firm, jade-like breasts stood erect,
her upper garment slit open on both sides, revealing her fair, translucent skin. Her slender limbs dangled, touching the ground,
her pubic bone clearly protruding beneath her dress. This pose fully displayed the beauty of a young woman, pure as
a celestial fairy, yet still exuding an aura of lewdness.
"Tsk tsk, so pitiful, little beggar. Don't you like sucking breasts?
Here you go," Feng Yu Ji said with a hint of jealousy, looking at Gan Xueqing's exquisite body, her mind filled with wicked thoughts.
Gan Xueqing was both ashamed and angry, but refused to back down, saying disdainfully, "Is this your method? I'm so disappointed
... ah..."
Gan Xueqing let out a low gasp, and the little donkey pounced on her in a panic. Men possess a
certain instinct in this regard, and the little donkey, without any instruction,
was having a great time. With a few careless groping and nibbling, he had utterly ruined the Heavenly Fairy's pristine white bodice. It was unclear where this little devil got so much saliva, but it made Gan Xueqing
's white bodice look as if it had been pulled from water, dripping from the inside out. The saliva then meandered
down the curves of her fiery breasts, past her smooth, white abdomen, slowly gathering at her lovely navel, and then gently sliding down into her
white skirt, disappearing into her alluring lower body. Because of the wetness, the silk fabric was almost transparent, revealing
nothing. Her translucent, snow-white breasts, adorned with two tender, rosy nipples, created an alluring contrast—a
beautiful sight to behold. From this vantage point, the beautiful woman's sacred virgin breasts stood tall, yet
a deep cleavage was squeezed out in the middle, casting a deadly shadow in the sunlight. The young donkey had never seen such a sight before;
saliva dripped uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, falling precisely into the woman's deep cleavage, creating an indescribably lewd scene.
"Stop!"
Seeing the little beggar's infatuated expression, Fengyu Ji was consumed by jealousy and scolded him, "You little fool, you
only know how to suckle, try something else."
The little beggar's rising desire was interrupted, and he was extremely embarrassed and speechless. "I, I..."
Gan Xueqing was naked from the waist up, and her wet bra was sticking to her body. She was extremely uncomfortable, but she still did not forget to stab her old enemy with a sentence,
"Other people's children are not as skilled as you."
Fengyu Ji was furious and said hatefully, "If you, you lowly servant, talk nonsense again, I will strip you naked and hang you at the gate of the Forbidden City,
hmph."
"Oh? I don't care, I'm just afraid that someone is not good-looking and has no figure, and no one will look at them when they are hung there..." Gan
Xueqing said sarcastically.
"Hmph," Feng Yu Ji almost ordered the little beggar to strip Gan Xueqing naked, but she was extremely unwilling to see a man
dazzled by her nemesis, so she temporarily abandoned the idea and turned to the little beggar, saying, "Gan Fairy
hasn't had a drop of water all day, feed her some."
"Huh?" The little beggar's dirty head turned around, looking at Feng Yu Ji in great confusion. Where was there water in this desolate valley?
"You slut, how shameless!" Gan Xueqing exclaimed in shock, raising her voice.
"Hehe, how could Gan Fairy misunderstand my good intentions? It's hard to be a good person." Feng Yu Ji became enthusiastic,
her face beaming, and said with a coquettish laugh, "Little beggar, you don't have much saliva, look."
Glancing at the little beggar's dirty body and recalling the sour smell on his body, the usually clean-loving Gan Xueqing felt
a chill run down her spine. She would rather die than let him touch her delicate cherry lips, let alone accept his disgusting
saliva. However, her condition at this moment was truly wretched. Her slender limbs hung limply at her sides, her long, jade-like
neck found no support, and her cloud-like hair was scattered all over the ground, a picture of utter vulnerability.
"Gan, Fairy Gan," the little donkey stretched out his dirty hands, trembling as he cupped Gan Xueqing's delicate, flawless
face in his hands. Feeling the beauty's breath, as sweet as orchids and musk, he felt as if he were in a dream. His dirty hands caressed the beauty's tender skin
, warm and elastic to the touch, and he couldn't help but savor the intoxicating sensation, unable to put it down. Touching and looking
, the little donkey's saliva dripped down again. He didn't know where he got the strength, but he forcefully pried open the beauty's pearly
teeth, staring at her flower-like face, and a stream of saliva flowed down his cheeks.
"Cough, cough," Gan Xueqing dry-heaved weakly, a torrent of hatred churning within her, yet she maintained a facade of composure.
"This is child's play, Feng Yuji. Can't you come up with something more respectable?"
"You lowly servant, so concerned with saving face, let's see how long you can hold out!" Feng Yuji sneered, her patience wearing thin.
"Heroine Feng, I have a way to make this lowly servant feel like she's dying and coming back to life!" Bai Wu offered a suggestion from afar
. "Oh? 　　 "
A flame ignited in Feng Yuji's eyes as she gazed at Bai Wu, who lay motionless like a dead pig.

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