【A Twisted Fate in the Martial World】(8~12)

Chapter Eight: The Arrival of Beautiful Petals and
Butterflies A desolate village, a deserted road, scattered rocks in the setting sun, wisps of smoke rising from chimneys, and the distant traces of immortals.
Last night's delightful events, still vivid in her memory, the melody lingering on her lips after the song ended.
After escorting Li Erchun and Old Man Li back to their hometown, Huang Rong asked for directions and, amidst Old Man Li's reluctant gaze , headed
east.
The road became increasingly difficult, initially filled with scattered rocks, then becoming rugged. After half a day, she was again blocked
by a dense forest. Seeing the path gradually blurring in the woods, Huang Rong had no choice but to abandon her horse and continue on foot.
In the north, spring is short; it seems as if winter has just passed and summer has arrived. After a rain, the leaves in the forest
quickly cover the sky. The dense forest obscures all traces of the past, making the journey extremely difficult.
After half a day of travel, Huang Rong finally emerged from the forest before sunset. The small town ahead must
be Sang Town.
Finally arriving at her destination, Huang Rong felt utterly exhausted and only wanted to find an inn quickly to bathe and have a hearty meal. She
sighed inwardly; the martial arts world had been peaceful these past few years, and she had become somewhat arrogant and neglected her exercise. The most obvious sign was her
weight gain; although she hadn't yet become an emaciated figure, it was still a cause for concern. Especially her breasts
—she had never imagined they would be so large. She wondered how they compared to that woman. Huang Rong thought of that
woman again. She had been pampered with fine clothes and food until now, achieving her current size; how had that woman conceived such large breasts?
Huang Rong pondered this, feeling a pang of resentment. She didn't know why she couldn't forget that woman. After a long pause, she
let out a soft hum and began walking towards the town.
Although Sang Town was remote and difficult to access, there was still a small tavern. Located in the center of town, its
tall signboard was quite conspicuous.
It was already dark when Huang Rong pushed open the tavern door.
In the pitch-black hall, without even an oil lamp, a dozen or so guests were gathered around an old man,
listening intently to his story. No one turned to look when someone entered.
Huang Rong found it intriguing but didn't join the crowd. She simply untied her backpack, placed it on the table, ordered two dishes, and sat
down to wait.
"Now, let's talk about Diao Chan. From a young age, she was as beautiful as a flower. The neighbors would all stop to admire her. By the age of sixteen,
she was already famous far and wide. What's truly admirable is that despite her beauty, she was neither arrogant nor haughty, and had a very kind heart. However, her parents died early,
and she lived with her aunt from childhood. That aunt, however, was petty and couldn't stand women more beautiful than herself, so she wanted to
find a poor, ugly man to marry Diao Chan to."
"Ah! That damned, filthy woman! I'll fuck her to death if I see her!" a half-naked man
shouted angrily. He appeared to be around twenty years old, with a wretched appearance and a skeletal frame—a truly ugly man.
"You little rascal, don't rush off! Go get a candle and a pot of wine!"
Urged by the crowd, the "rascal" hurried off and returned shortly with the wine and candle. The old man
took the wine, gulped down a couple of mouthfuls, then stuck the candle to the edge of the table and climbed onto it himself.
In the red candlelight, the old man appeared to be around fifty, with graying temples and a long beard reaching his chest. Judging
by the agility with which he climbed the table, he seemed remarkably spry. He was plain-looking, with nothing particularly striking about him; were it
not for his incongruous Taoist attire, he would have quickly disappeared into the crowd.
He picked up a bowl, poured some wine, and placed it aside. Two barks later, a large, strong black dog
jumped onto the table, not even glancing around, and lay down beside the old Taoist priest, licking the wine from the bowl.
"I...I wonder, did Miss Diao Chan marry that ugly man?" the rascal asked nervously.
The group of people also tensed up.
"Of course not! Although Diao Chan is a woman, she has a very strong personality; how could she possibly debase herself like that?"
"Shh..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, looking fearful.
The scene was somewhat comical: a group of burly men, like timid, delicate girls, gathered
around an old Taoist priest, listening to completely unfounded gossip. Occasionally, they would humbly ask for advice,
looking genuinely worried, as if they themselves were that fragile woman with a tragic fate. The old Taoist priest, however, seemed to have been talking for a long
time, establishing a firm authority, so much so that when they heard anything unethical, they didn't even
have the confidence to refute him.
"That evening, Diao Chan packed her things and decided to run away from home, never to return to this heartless place.
Unexpectedly, she was spotted by several thugs who had failed in their theft attempt as soon as she left town. Diao Chan panicked and ran blindly, and
was soon captured." The old Taoist took another sip of wine to moisten his throat.
"Ah! What, what should we do?" the rascal asked anxiously, scratching his head.
"Hmph, think about it, in the dark, a delicate beauty being dragged into the woods by a few thugs,
what can happen?"
"Ah! Could it be... could it be...?" The rascal's face was filled with terror, his bamboo-like arms
protecting his chest, like a young girl about to be raped.
"Hey! Nonsense! Diao Chan is so intelligent, how could she possibly care about a few hooligans?" The old Taoist priest
shouted angrily, then his tone changed, and he pondered, "But as the saying goes, a scholar can't reason with a soldier
. Those scoundrels, seeing such beauty, were already driven by lust, only wanting to possess the beauty and enjoy her at will
. They wouldn't listen to her schemes. Those hooligans are rough and clumsy; in no time, Diao Chan would be practically naked."
"You scoundrel!" the lewd monkey screamed, his face pale.
Huang Rong felt a chill run down her spine, goosebumps rising on her arms. She wished she could rush forward and
punch and kick that lewd monkey. He was clearly a man, thin and ugly, which was bad enough, but he also had the appearance of a timid and weak
woman, and his screams were shrill and unpleasant. She really couldn't understand how there could be such a man.
"Those scoundrels are nothing more than males driven by lust. They won't
act rashly without a stunningly beautiful woman, but once they do, they lose all reason and won't stop until they've vented their desires to the fullest." The old Taoist stroked
his beard and continued, "Fortunately, Diao Chan's beauty aroused the men's possessiveness. Who would want to
share such a beauty with someone else? Taking advantage of the infighting, Diao Chan seized the opportunity to escape. But infighting is only temporary; she was soon
found by one of them.
Diao Chan was completely naked, and the man behind her was burning with lust. His fate after being caught was self-evident. That rogue..."
His stamina was no match for Diao Chan's, and he quickly caught up. Seeing Diao Chan's pale body before him
, he fled in panic, unable to restrain himself any longer. With a roar, he grabbed Diao Chan, groped her a couple of times, and pressed her down, preparing
to rape her.
Diao Chan, unwilling to be humiliated, steeled her heart and tried to bite her tongue to commit suicide
. Suddenly, she felt the man on top of her stiffen, turn his head, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and become still. Diao Chan knew something was wrong and quickly pushed him away, only to see an arrow stuck in his back,
already lifeless. Just then, the sound of hooves sounded from ahead, and a middle-aged man slowly
approached on horseback. He was strong and handsome, with a fair complexion. Although travel-worn, his eyes were bright and piercing. 　　He seemed oblivious to the beautiful woman with
fair skin before him , only cautiously observing his surroundings. It was none other than 　　Cao Cao, the powerful and ruthless warlord who held the emperor hostage and slaughtered countless people! 　　 A murmur rippled through the crowd, followed by whispers. Huang 　　 Rong listened, both amused and exasperated. Diao Chan was a fictional character, how 　　could she possibly have been involved with Cao Cao? This old Taoist priest was certainly making things up. However, she didn't bother arguing and simply accepted the story. 　　 The dishes arrived, and Huang Rong ate while listening, finding it quite pleasant. According to the old Taoist, Diao Chan had an affair with Cao Cao 　　and they had pledged their lives to each other. Later, due to the war, they were separated and ended up in the residence of Situ Wang Yun. After Cao Cao found Diao Chan, he 　　didn't take her away, but instead... He used her as a spy within Situ Wang Yun's household, using her to gather intelligence. Later, 　　Cao Cao learned of Situ Wang Yun's plot and repeatedly urged her to cooperate in this counter-espionage scheme, promising 　　to retire with her after its success. Poor Diao Chan, her love unwavering, fell deeper and deeper into despair. To be with her beloved, 　　she was forced to submit to both Dong Zhuo and Lü Bu. 　　 Huang Rong, listening to this, gradually became captivated as well. She felt Diao Chan's fate was tragic; for that heartless man, 　　she had given up everything. As a woman herself, she naturally hated Cao Cao intensely. However, thinking of her and Guo Jing's 　　relationship, from their first meeting to their vows of eternal love, the feelings they had cultivated through countless hardships were not something an ordinary person could easily sever. Fortunately, 　　Guo Jing wasn't Cao Cao. If she had given herself to someone like Cao Cao, wouldn't she have been handed over to those vile men, 　　becoming their tool for lust every day? Her beloved Guo Jing wasn't as utterly depraved as him, but he probably wasn't much better 　　. Thinking about the true nature of this trip to Xiangyang, she felt a pang of unease. Some time ago, through some clues 　　, she suspected that Guo Jing was still entangled with Hua Zheng from Mongolia. Although she had no concrete evidence, 　　she couldn't shake the feeling. Thinking about it, why would a city lord like him need to risk his life repeatedly just to gather intelligence? This attack 　　, now she realized, was clearly a trap set for him after his repeated trips to Mongolia, where his tracks had been discovered! 　　 The more Huang Rong thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, and she couldn't help but snort, "Men are all the same!" 　　 "Hmph! Men are all the same!" the slut sneered, gritting her teeth, her voice filled with a woman's 　　condemnation of men's infidelity. 　　 "After Lü Bu's crushing defeat, he brought Diao Chan to Xuzhou. Gazing at the eastward flowing river, Diao Chan was heartbroken. Cao Cao's 　　promises had changed again and again, seemingly indefinitely postponed. Her nominal husband, Lü Bu, was being hunted everywhere. Looking at her 　　toddler, she felt everything was wrong, but it was all too late to stop it. 　　 Three days later, Lü Bu was killed by Cao Cao, and their young son drowned. 　　 Cao Cao asked Diao Chan: 'Would you like to go with me? 　　 ' Diao Chan asked: 'Where shall we go? 　　 ' Cao Cao remained silent, then turned and left." 　　 The crowd sighed, and Huang Rong also felt a pang of sadness. 　　 Suddenly, she noticed... At first, she was slightly puzzled by something, but after a moment, she blushed deeply. It turned out to be 　　a man sitting at the back, who was currently holding his erect penis through his trousers, 　　stroking it incessantly when no one was looking. 　　 Huang Rong inwardly cursed, yet couldn't help but steal glances, her own desire seemingly surging within her. The old 　　Taoist priest, whether intentionally or not, spoke with particular detail about sexual matters, even vividly depicting the psychology 　　, often igniting a man's burning desire, yet leaving him with nowhere to vent it. 　　 Suddenly, The man stiffened, but forced himself to remain silent. Huang Rong also took a deep breath, not daring 　　to disturb him. After a moment, the man let out a soft sigh, reached into his crotch, rummaged around in his pants, flicked it haphazardly behind his back, 　　wiped it on the ground, and then went back to listening intently to the story. 　　 Seeing that the man was finished, Huang Rong couldn't help but scoff inwardly, secretly despising him. Just as she was about to take a sip of water to listen to 　　the story of Diao Chan's seclusion, she suddenly noticed something stuck to the rim of her teacup. Thinking of the man's careless flicking afterward, 　　she was filled with shame and anger. 　　 How outrageous! "How can you just throw this stuff around like that? I almost ate it! 　　 But... Old Man Li ejaculated a lot of semen last night, and later... he even got it all over me! 　　It smells awful, but... all men's semen should smell the same, right?" Huang Rong swirled the rim of her cup, and seeing 　　that no one was paying attention to her, she put the teacup to her lips and pretended to drink water. 　　 The thick, pungent stench, carrying the dampness of the man's genitals, was deeply inhaled into the wife's heart and lungs, like a 　　fire, burning from the inside out, covering the beautiful woman's snow-white and delicate flesh. 　　 "After Diao Chan went into seclusion in the small town, fearing that her beauty would once again attract trouble, she kept her face veiled all day and rarely went out 　　, only frequently interacting with her neighbor, Old Man Wang. 　　 One day, a sudden downpour occurred, and Diao Chan went up the mountain to gather herbs, only to be trapped in a cave. That night, the rain 　　poured down relentlessly, and the poor Diao Chan was soaked to the bone and unable to start a fire. Within half a day, she caught a cold. The next day, when the rain stopped, only she was left in the cave 　　, lying unconscious on the ground with a persistent high fever. It seemed that within two days, this beautiful woman would perish." 　　 Everyone was extremely anxious and worried for Diao Chan. The old Taoist took a sip of wine, and seeing that the situation was almost resolved, said, "Fortunately, 　　someone found her not long after." 　　 "Was it a villain?" 　　 The old Taoist shook his head. 　　 "Ah! Could it be a local thug?" 　　 The old man shook his head again. 　　 "Heavens! Could it be... a pervert!" The lecherous monkey curled up into a ball, screaming in terror 　　. 　　 Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and kicked the fellow away. 　　 The old Taoist continued, "The newcomer was none other than Old Man Wang, Diao Chan's neighbor. Diao Chan makes a living by gathering herbs..."

Unable to openly sell her goods, she often entrusted Old Wang to sell them for her. Old Wang, having no wife or children, was also alone and destitute.
Seeing Diao Chan's plight, he often helped her, and the two relied on each other for survival. Yesterday, they had arranged to meet, but Diao Chan
hadn't returned. It wasn't until nightfall that Old Wang realized she was trapped in the mountains by the heavy rain, so he rushed to rescue her.
By the time Old Wang found Diao Chan in a cave, it was already dawn.
Old Wang carried Diao Chan home, brewed some medicine for her, and after all that, he was starving,
so he went out to buy some food. He was worried about Diao Chan and wanted to bring her back to eat, but unable to bear the hunger, he
filled his own stomach first. While eating, he began to think about Diao Chan again.
Diao Chan had always kept her face veiled, so Old Wang had assumed she was ugly and dared not show
herself, and hadn't paid much attention. But her body was utterly captivating; Old Wang had never seen anything like it in his entire life. Having been widowed for
so long, seeing such a beautiful body made him unable to resist thinking about Diao Chan's firm, full breasts and tender buttocks every night, unable
to control himself for a long time.
When he found her in the cave today, Diao Chan was unconscious. Seeing her veil half-undone, Old Wang couldn't resist
wanting to see what Diao Chan looked like, whether her beauty was truly ruined. He carefully untied Diao Chan's veil and leaned
in to look, staring for a long time. Old Wang doesn't remember what happened then; he only felt his head buzzing
, unable to move his feet. That fairy-like, charming appearance was beyond Old Wang's pitiful vocabulary
to describe. The old Taoist
priest began to elaborate, and the audience seemed to share in the shock of Diao Chan's exposed beauty.
Huang Rong sat quietly, seemingly part of the audience, her small hand tightly gripping
the cup beneath her lips, lost in thought. Suddenly, an incongruous movement caught her eye—it was
that man again! He was masturbating! That damned man, he just ejaculated, the semen is still there…
how could he… Humph, you filthy stinking man, go ahead and ejaculate, it would be better if you died from exhaustion!
Huang Rong cursed the man in her heart, but her eyes were fixed on his actions. Her right leg slowly crossed
over her left, pressing slightly together, her small mouth slightly open, her pearly teeth biting the rim of the cup, as if she were holding
the fate of the man in front of her captive.
A warm, large hand slowly caressed Huang Rong's soft waist, her body stiffened, but she didn't move. As if sensing
her thoughts, the large hand squeezed her twice, then moved to her plump buttocks…
Old Wang had initially thought that since Diao Chan was ugly, he could make a good impression and, despite his age, still win
her heart. With her alluring beauty, he imagined he could enjoy her company in his old age, and even in death, he would die
with a smile. But upon seeing Diao Chan's beauty today, Old Wang was both shocked and deeply hurt.
How could he possibly be worthy of such a fairy-like woman? Thinking this, Old Wang lost his appetite. A
wave of bitterness and self-loathing washed over him, and tears streamed down his face. Was
he destined to die alone? Overwhelmed with grief and despair, he ordered two jin of strong liquor and drank it haphazardly. He went downstairs, his head spinning
, and it took him a long time to finally get the food home.
Old Wang had been honest his whole life; even when his wife was raped, he endured it silently, never daring to speak
out. His wife died before she was forty, partly because of him. But there are always exceptions, like now
. Old Wang was first infatuated with Diao Chan's alluring body, unable to extricate himself, and last night he searched for her all night in the rain. Upon seeing Diao
Chan's beauty, his heart was stirred, and then he fell into deep self-loathing, drowning his sorrows in alcohol. However, once he started drinking, things took a turn for the
worse, and the honest man of his life made a fool of himself. "
Ah! He, what is he going to do to Diao Chan?" The sly monkey couldn't help but tremble and shuffle back, but now
no one paid him any attention; everyone was staring at the old Taoist priest with a solemn expression.
"Hey, what's wrong? Can't you guess? An old man who's been celibate for decades is feeling incredibly frustrated, and suddenly
a beautiful, delicate woman falls from the sky and collapses unconscious in his bed. Can't you imagine what will happen next?"
The old Taoist chuckled coldly, as if deliberately trying to scare the lecherous monkey. And the monkey was indeed terrified,
clinging tightly to the strong arm of a man beside him, his face deathly pale, unable to utter a sound.
"Go to hell!"
"Ouch!"
"However, things weren't as he thought. Old Wang staggered to his doorstep, only to find it already
open and empty; the beauty he'd been longing for was nowhere to be seen. He froze, then paled in
shock, his drunkenness vanishing.
Looking at the mess around him, Old Wang was completely disoriented, pacing anxiously. It took him a long time to recover
, forcing himself to calm down. No matter what, he had to find Diao Chan first.
He slapped himself hard and began to concentrate, searching for clues: First, Diao Chan's
shoes were still there, very conspicuous, indicating she hadn't gone out voluntarily; the house was messy, suggesting
an argument had taken place, and one of the parties was likely Diao Chan; a few scraps of clothing on the kang (heated brick bed) immediately identified
as Diao Chan's, suggesting she had been subjected to rough treatment, causing him great anxiety.
Connecting these clues, Old Wang imagined a scene: after he left,
a..." A strange man broke into the room and saw Diao Chan sleeping unconscious on the bed. He harbored wicked thoughts and attempted to seduce her. During the man's
act, Diao Chan was awakened. Naturally, she was unwilling to submit to the man and struggled against him.
Unable to satisfy his lust, the man, unwilling to let Diao Chan go, forcibly abducted her, intending to take her to a secluded place for his own pleasure.
Old Wang looked at the corner of the wall; the sack he had bought two days ago was indeed gone. That must be it. However, there
was another possibility. It was certain that Diao Chan had been abducted, but whether the man had
failed in his attempt to seduce her, or whether he had forced himself on her and, after a period of intense sexual activity, intended to imprison her
for his own long-term use, was hard to say. Old Wang had been gone for quite some
time, enough for a lustful man to do anything, but he simply didn't want to think in that direction.
Old Wang was honest, or in other words, timid and cowardly—the kind of person a local thug would be.
Their favorite targets for bullying. Wangjia Village was large and populous, but most residents were relatively law-abiding. Only
the brothers Wang Biao and Wang E were uneducated and often committed heinous acts of bullying men and women, making them universally hated and reviled. For
years, Old Man Wang had suffered greatly at their hands, to the point of irreconcilable hatred, as his deceased wife had been
raped and murdered by these two brothers. As the saying goes, there is no greater evil than this. Since the Wang brothers were so inhuman, Old Man Wang had no
reason to tolerate it any longer. He was willing to risk his life to seek justice!
He squatted under the kang (a heated brick bed), knocked open some bricks, and after rummaging around for a while, pulled out two butcher knives
. He had buried them years ago, shortly after his wife's death. Over the years, he had fantasized countless times about tearing
those two brothers to pieces. Now, the time had finally come! "
Good! Chop them up!"
"That's right, get Diao Chan back!"
"…………!"
Everyone clapped and cheered, as if they were Old Man Wang, venting their worries and anger
to win back their beloved Diao Chan. At this moment, a shrill and excited scream rang out from outside the window: "Make Brother Wang cut
off those two lecherous bastards' penises! Cut them off!!!"
The scene of the crowd's excitement instantly cooled, and the angry shouts stopped abruptly.
Huang Rong sat in the corner, not with the anger of the men, but with lust. Her fair cheeks flushed
red, the air around her was hot, and her curvaceous body was tense and soft, both exciting and stimulating. The man took advantage of the situation,
like a greedy toad, pressing himself against Huang Rong's back.
He squatted in a horse stance, like a male statue, covering Huang Rong's shoulders and back. His feet were rooted to
the ground, his thick thighs bulging with muscles, his well-developed buttocks bulging and swollen
, displaying his extraordinary stamina and sexual prowess. His torso was straight, his waist broad and back powerful, his strong arms
encircling the beautiful woman before him, his large hands gently caressing her lower abdomen, a display of both domineering and tenderness. "
This damned man, does he even know who I am! How dare he be so presumptuous!" Huang Rong thought arrogantly, yet her body felt
weak, almost leaning against the man behind her. "This bastard is really lucky. If it weren't for these past few days…
…how could he dare to touch me like that…"
A faint fragrance permeated the air, reigniting the pent-up desire within her. The man lifted his hips
and rubbed forward, his lecherous hands beginning to wander again. The beautiful woman's warm, rounded thighs writhed restlessly in his palms,
subtly revealing the tension and unease deep within her body.
In a dark corner, a strange man lurked in the shadows, tightly embracing Huang Rong's trembling body. He
buried his head in her hair, affectionately nuzzling her rounded shoulders, like a newlywed man always eager to entice his
beloved wife with flattery. "Noble lady, your beauty deeply captivates me, and your body makes my
blood boil. It's a pleasure to meet you tonight. Seeing your youthful, delicate, and sensitive beauty, your eyes filled with spring yet also harboring a hint of resentment,
have you been lacking in intimacy lately, feeling unhappy?"
What a shameless lecher! He clearly wants to ravage my body, yet he pretends to be so elegant! Huang Rong inwardly
sneered, secretly despising him, while also feeling a little smug. It seemed that although she hadn't been out in public for a while, her charm was undiminished; which
man wouldn't be captivated by her? That fool Guo Jing, how dare he have an affair? Does he really think he
can't live without his granddaughter? Humph, I'll be just as carefree. Huang Rong's mind was racing, seemingly unaware of her own
strange behavior. She slowly turned her head and glanced hazily at the man behind her.
He was plain-looking, even somewhat ugly, especially with a long scar on his face that
stretched from his eyebrow to his jaw, making him look rather ferocious and terrifying. For some reason, Huang Rong leaned against his strong chest,
gradually feeling aroused by his caresses. She felt that this man was domineering and unreasonable, yet she couldn't muster any resistance. Deep down, she
even felt a faint sense of approval; it seemed this was the image a man should have. It had been a long time since she had seen a man like this. Since he was so attracted to
her beauty, she would tease him a little. She grabbed the man's mischievous hand, smiled slightly, and said in a coquettish voice,
"Then, what should we do?"
The man held Huang Rong, pressing his spread hips against her rounded buttocks, and whispered in her ear,
"Meeting is fate, don't you think something should happen between us tonight, my lady
?"
Huang Rong leaned against the man's strong chest, her body softening from his breath, and she gasped,
"Then what do you think should happen between us tonight?"
The man's breathing became rapid, seemingly aroused by Huang Rong's desire. His movements became rougher, he
tightened his grip on Huang Rong's body, and thrust forward.
His thick, long member pressed directly against Huang Rong's plump buttocks through his trousers, and the beautiful woman leaned
forward, letting out a soft moan, clearly suppressing the urge to escape her lips. 'Heavens, there are so many people here, this
lecherous scoundrel actually, actually dared to do this to me!' Even the usually bold Huang Rong felt her heart leap into
her throat.
"Truly noble on the outside, but secretly lustful on the inside. Let's see how I torment you tonight!" The man roughly pinched
her tender buttocks, chuckling. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his leg. Looking down, he
realized the woman had pinched him, and he understood he'd been too hasty.
It wasn't surprising; in this desolate mountain inn, who would have expected to encounter such a stunning beauty?
Even in the most beautiful places in the abyss, he'd never seen anything like it. As a seasoned flower-picking envoy, and
the most impatient of them all, he was completely captivated by this woman, wanting nothing more than to immediately take her under his wing and ride her with abandon.
Just then, the beauty pinched him, and he realized he was being too eager. He quickly put on a shameless, ingratiating tone, "Tonight is the perfect time and
place. Let's sneak into the woods and make love until the world turns dark, and no one will find us. My lady is delicate,
and I'm sure you've never experienced the pleasures of outdoor lovemaking. How about we indulge ourselves in the woods tonight while no one's around?"
The man wanted to be more refined, but he wasn't very literate, and having spent his life playing with women, his mouth was full of lewd
and vulgar language. He thought to himself that he wasn't Lao San after all, and he didn't have that kind of nature.
Huang Rong shifted her buttocks, and the man pressed his erect penis against hers again, his thick, long penis pressing hard against her buttocks.
Then, it was larger than ever before. Like a small mountain range, it stretched from below her buttocks all the way to her waist, mysterious and terrifying
. Huang Rong forced herself to take a deep breath, grabbed the man's large hand that was reaching for her chest, and said softly, "You lecherous thief,
if you really lure me into the woods, you'll be at your mercy. How could you let me leave afterward?"
"Hehe, does Madam not dare to go? It's just one night of marriage, the wedding night, and I can't wait any longer
. Tonight I'm going to enter your bridal chamber."
In the corner, the beautiful woman being provoked by the man twisted shyly and uncomfortably, tightly hugging her chest to prevent the man from touching her.
She raised her buttocks, as if trying to escape, but was immediately pulled back by the man, followed by a few subtle yet powerful
thrusts.
Old Wang, knife in hand, rushed towards the two brothers' residence. Though furious and burning with rage, he was still
somewhat uneasy. Just then, he saw a pink scrap of cloth by the roadside. Upon closer inspection, it was clearly half a woman's undergarment
. Old Wang's heart skipped a beat, and
he quickened his pace. The wind whistled past his ears as he reached the Wang brothers' door, but suddenly stopped. It
was completely silent inside. The silence only amplified Old Wang's unease.
Several unbearable images flashed through his mind, and he dared not open the door. He pressed his ear against the door, hoping to hear something
—even Diao Chan's scream, even the Wang brothers' lewd laughter. He would rush
in immediately at the slightest sound. But there was not a sound! "
Ah, how could this be? At this time, shouldn't Wang Biao and Wang E be enjoying themselves with Diao Chan
?"
"You filthy scoundrel! What are you saying!" the shrew shrieked.
"Hmph, no movement means they're already done, and they're probably snuggling under the covers, making out right now."
The rascal seemed frightened again, trembling as he tugged at the old Taoist's sleeve, his face full of pleading and expectation.
"No movement, naturally, is because no one's inside," the old Taoist said calmly.
Everyone lowered their heads in shame.
Old Wang finally couldn't resist pushing open the door, only to find it empty. Torn clothes lay scattered on
the bed, belonging to Diao Chan. Old Wang picked them up tremblingly, his mind a jumble of conflicting emotions. He could almost imagine that
on this very bed, just moments before, the fairy he had longed for was being pinned down by two men, deeply
possessed, violently and excitedly thrusting.
No! This isn't real! Old Wang shook his head.
The bedclothes seemed to still retain Diao Chan's warmth, and a few strands of her beautiful hair lay scattered on the pillow. The quantity of torn clothing
and the pink panties left at the foot of the bed indicated that Diao Chan was completely naked. Had they actually done it?
Old Man Wang didn't know. Only near the hips and buttocks of the body, the sheets were deeply soaked, and a few curled
pubic hairs covered them, making it impossible to tell if it was male or female.
Old Man Wang stood there stunned for a long time before gradually coming to his senses. No matter what, he had to find Diao Chan, even
if she had already… he was willing to risk his life to avenge her. Thinking this, Old Man Wang picked up… The butcher's knife shot
out again. If she wasn't at home, then she could only be in the dilapidated thatched temple halfway up the mountain—their other
dwelling. This time, they had to find Diao Chan!
Old Wang ran, breathless, his mind reeling. He brushed past the branches and thorns around him,
even thinking that Diao Chan was probably naked now, her delicate body like tofu—
what if she got scratched by a branch? Then he thought of her now, naked, pinned down by a man, her body
... She let out soft, uneasy cries, and had even succumbed to the two brothers' advances, surrendering herself to their pleasure…
Finally, they reached the entrance of the grass temple. The door was tightly shut, and only the heavy breathing of men could be heard inside.
Old Man Wang, peering through the doorway, could only vaguely see a snow-white woman's thigh swaying gently, seemingly trying to clamp something between her legs.
A suppressed moan escaped, followed by the man's low growls. Old Man Wang could no longer endure it and slammed the door open with a bang
.
Then, his mouth gaped open, and he saw a scene he would never forget!
"Master, why did you stop talking? What exactly happened? Was Diao Chan being raped by those two men?"
"Ah! Has Diao Chan already fallen into depravity and is now actively serving those two lads?"
"I bet Diao Chan is unwilling to be pregnant and has started to resist again."
"No, didn't the Master say that it would be unforgettable for Old Man Wang? The scene must be quite extraordinary!"
"Master, what exactly happened? Tell us quickly!"
"Yes, tell us quickly, we're dying of impatience!"
The old Taoist finished drinking the wine in the pot, stroked his beard, and said, "To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next installment." "
What? How can this be! This is going to kill us!" "
You can't leave until you finish telling the story!"
"Tell me quickly, what happened to Diao Chan?"
"You old geezer, tell me right now!"
Amidst the noisy complaints, the man in the corner picked up the limp beauty from the chair, hoisted her onto his shoulder, grabbed
the long backpack beside the table, and impatiently walked out the door. He pushed the beautiful body on his shoulder onto his
horse, mounted, and hurried into the dark woods.
The man spurred his horse, the beauty languidly nestled before him. The strong man, burning with desire, disregarded that they were still on horseback, and before they even
entered the woods, quickly untied the woman's belt, his large hands encircling her soft waist and pulling her apart like peeling an eggshell. Her plump,
white buttocks, steaming hot, were presented before his penis…
…………………
Beautiful petals attract bees and butterflies, bees and butterflies arrive, shyly opening halfway; porcupines nuzzle the tender bud, the bud not yet open, utterly shattered.
Written by Red Rope Purple Ribbon on October 28, 2012.
Chapter Nine: The Green Mountains are Charming, Green Waters Accompany Strolling.
The moonlight was clear, the mountain forest slightly cool, and the small animals, out and about, tirelessly chased after the pregnant females, lively
and excited. Only a strong, black horse, tethered alone to a tree,
looked lonely and bored on this bright spring night .
Suddenly, there was a rustling in the grass, and then a naked man and woman rolled out, embracing each other. The man
was extremely excited; even as he rolled, his buttocks swayed. And the...
The woman seemed to struggle slightly, her beautiful face flushed. She glanced at the large black horse beside her,
a hint of embarrassment and panic flashing in her eyes, before being pushed down by the man.
"You lecherous scoundrel, you, you wait a moment..."
"Wait for what? Let me fuck you first!" The man tore at Huang Rong's plain clothes, burying his head in her bulging
breasts, muttering, "Damn, her breasts are so big, I'm so lucky to be able to
fuck such a voluptuous and noble lady..."
Huang Rong gasped and struggled, feeling the man's hand about to slip inside her clothes again. She thought it was about time; her
breasts were so precious, she couldn't let this scoundrel touch them.
"You really want to do it with me?"
"Of course! Such a rare beauty like you, I must play with you to my heart's content tonight!" the man chuckled
. He pulled down Huang Rong's pants, pinned her beneath him, and reached for his already erect and swollen penis.
Huang Rong felt a chill on her buttocks as her genitals were once again exposed to the air. Her snow-white abdomen and thick pubic hair
flashed before the man's eyes, only to be covered again by the pulled-up hem of her clothes. She quickly pulled up her small panties, just as she was
covering her plump, white buttocks, she saw the man's enormous member already erect before her.
The thick, black penis resembled a thickened rolling pin, covered with crisscrossing veins and bulging veins,
throbbing with each surge of hot blood. The egg-sized glans at the tip was prominently displayed, exuding a murderous aura,
unstoppable. Such a massive member, nearly nine inches high when erect, brimming with countless drops of hot blood, was truly a rare sight. Even
its erection possessed a breathtaking power; one could only imagine what it would be like to fight with the man's strong physique and powerfully swollen buttocks
.
The man looked triumphantly at the dumbfounded Huang Rong beneath him, then pulled down his bulging trousers,
revealing his enormous scrotum to her. It was a large mass of dark flesh, like a water bag, probably weighing over a pound. Two
testicles, the size of duck eggs, hung heavily at the bottom, filled with thick, viscous male semen, their vigorous reproductive power
unmistakable!
Huang Rong was stunned, just as astonished as the man upon seeing her incredibly full breasts, perhaps even more so. This
was a man's penis? It was more exaggerated than a donkey's penis; compared to it, Guo Jing's was like an insect!
Immersed in the shock of the opposite sex's overly developed genitals, she even forgot to resist.
"You, you...this..."
"How is it? Are you satisfied?" The man was smug, deliberately shaking his breasts as he laughed, "Next
, it's your turn, Madam. Look at how full and round your breasts are, they must be breathtaking inside! I wonder how you were born
with such alluring breasts, Madam. Let me have a good taste." Without waiting for Huang Rong's reaction, he
reached into her clothes and grabbed at her chest.
His rough hands, calloused like tree bark, were of some unknown skill. They
scraped against Huang Rong's stomach like sandpaper, and with a deep thrust, he firmly cupped one of her full breasts. The hot, soft,
smooth, and incredibly elastic flesh felt like it would melt in his hand. The full breasts weighed heavily in his hand, too heavy for
one hand to cover, yet he couldn't resist the urge to grab them tightly and crush them.
"You bastard... um..."
Before Huang Rong could struggle, the man leaned down and kissed her small mouth, sucking and licking it forcefully. Huang Rong's alluring little
mouth was immediately covered with the man's saliva, glistening and incredibly lewd. His large hands, having achieved their desire, clung tightly to
Huang Rong's large, snowy breasts, his fingers digging deep into her flesh, squeezing and kneading them impudently, creating waves of captivatingly
fragrant, fleshy waves.
In recent years, Huang Rong had lived a carefree and comfortable life, and had taken great care of herself, making her body increasingly voluptuous and delicate. Her devilish figure was
so alluring to men that every man who pinned her down couldn't wait to hold her body
and engage in passionate lovemaking, just like the man now.
"So that my lady may know, the one who made you feel like you were in heaven tonight is none other than You Ba! From now on, if you follow me
, I'll make sure you're completely infatuated and forget everything else!" The man lowered his waist, pressing his burning hot cock against Huang Rong's
belly and thrusting it lewdly. He had originally wanted Huang Rong to lick his penis and then enjoy
the pleasure of being sandwiched between her large breasts, but after days of travel without any release, he had no time for flirting with this stunningly beautiful woman. He
just wanted to have sex with her first. He was a notorious womanizer, nicknamed Iron-Backed Gentleman, and
was known as one of the three great flower-picking masters of the Jianghu, along with Yu Zhenzi and Three-Legged Master. He was known for his violent, stamina-enhancing, and fierce sex, and he was never without women. This time
, he came down the mountain only for the object of countless Jianghu men's fantasies, the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains, Huang Rong!
The towering man, You Ba, pinned the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains beneath him. He reached out and squeezed her
fleshy buttocks, then grabbed her belt and pulled down her trousers, exposing her plump, white buttocks and smooth
thighs. Her snow-white lower body writhed restlessly, eager to cover herself, and in an instant, it was hidden
between the man's legs. Her tender thighs were spread apart on the man's sides, and her shameful pubic mound was pressed under the man's thick
scrotum.
Huang Rong tilted her head back, breathing heavily. The man's large scrotum completely covered her moist vulva.
The contact and overlap of their genitals made it almost impossible for her to breathe, and her voluptuous body trembled slightly. Intense lust filled
her body and mind. The strong man pressed down on her, attempting to mate. At this moment, Huang Rong had an impulse to open her legs and clamp the man between them
.
In the tavern, she initially suspected the man was using an aphrodisiac. Later, she pretended to follow him into the woods, intending to teach this
lecherous scoundrel a lesson. However, the aphrodisiac took effect, and she couldn't control her own power, allowing the scoundrel to take full advantage of her.
No! She couldn't delay any longer; if this continued, she feared she would truly lose her virginity to this scoundrel. In this desolate wilderness, she
would lose her virginity to him, then engage in passionate lovemaking, and have an affair with him in this deserted forest… Ah! What
was she thinking!
Huang Rong took a deep breath, laboriously opening You Ba's chest, and panted slightly, "You damned lecher, how dare you treat me so
despicably? Do you really think I can't handle you?"
"Hehe, so what? A beauty like you, Madam, going out alone, and I've run into you
. You think you can go back without giving me a few rounds of pleasure?" You Ba chuckled smugly, reaching out to touch Huang Rong's half-open breasts.
But she blocked him again, so he lowered his waist and hips, thrusting twice against Huang Rong's wet, hot buttocks.
Huang Rong's breath caught in her throat, and she almost groaned. She tightened her buttocks, trying to get away from the man's dangerous genitals. The wet,
hot labia, like a small mouth, sucked on the man's scrotum, gradually separating as Huang Rong's hips moved back.
The sticky scrotum skin was pulled and stretched by the woman's labia until it separated, and strands of glistening mucus
extended from the opening of the labia all the way to the testicles on the opposite side, but before it could break, it fused together again as the labia and scrotum skin re-adhere
. The round testicles were pressed tightly against the opening of the vulva, and with the thrusting of the owner's hips, the lustful fluid slid,
almost disappearing into the cavity.
"Oh..." Huang Rong let out a soft moan, her jade-like legs
arching upwards. If it weren't for her trousers, she would almost have been unable to resist trapping the man between her legs, then offering her plump, snowy buttocks to take his testicles into her lower
body.
"You slut, you're already gushing with desire, aren't you thinking of having your brother inside you quickly?" You Ba's breathing became more rapid,
his hips trembling as he gripped his thick, swollen penis, ready to probe Huang Rong's secret valley.
Although Huang Rong was in her prime and lacked experience in bed, and desperately longed for sexual intercourse, she was, after all
, a respectable woman of noble birth. How could she easily submit to a wicked lecher in this desolate wilderness? At that moment, with a
quick wit, she reached out and made a finger gesture, pointing it at You Ba's chest. A
muffled groan was heard, and You Ba's iron-tower-like body instantly stiffened, then, as if struck by lightning, he suddenly
fell backward. As its owner fell backward, the monstrous penis swung dramatically in the air,
ultimately failing to reach the secret cave of that beautiful flesh.
Huang Rong quickly got up, one hand covering her private parts, swaying her snow-white buttocks as she dressed. After straightening her clothes,
she let out a long sigh of relief, her hand still trembling slightly.
"Stop playing dead, get up!"
With Huang Rong's sharp shout, You Ba, who had been lying sprawled out, sheepishly got up and sat on the ground
, a fawning smile on his face, behaving obediently.
"Put your pants on!"
You Ba hurriedly tucked the erect, ugly thing into his crotch, but the huge penis, firm and thick, made his crotch bulge
, looking both lewd and ridiculous.
"What kind of medicine did you just give me?"
"Ah, so you already knew..." You Ba looked surprised, then flattered, "No, I didn't know, heroine.
I was just passing by and I have offended you. Please forgive me..."
Hmph, he looks like a tough guy with a big back and a strong waist, but he's just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong! Huang Rong inwardly
cursed him, seemingly dissatisfied. Remembering her purpose, she didn't want to waste any more time arguing with him. She said, "Seeing your strong physique
and martial arts skills, it's one thing not to do some proper work, but to become a lecherous thief. Aren't you afraid of disgracing your ancestors?
Tonight you've fallen into my hands, so I'll punish you slightly. I hope you'll reflect on your actions!"
"Heroine, heroine, you won't kill me?"
"Why would I kill you? You'd dirty my hands."
"Heh, I knew you had a kind heart, no wonder you're as beautiful as a fairy..." You Ba, seizing the opportunity, flattered her repeatedly.
Seeing Huang Rong take a rein from her horse's pack, he quickly scurried to a tree and obediently leaned against the trunk,
waiting to be bound.
Huang Rong, seeing You Ba's shameless behavior, felt angry. All her efforts were probably in vain. She quickly
bound You Ba tightly, too lazy to say anything, and turned to leave.
"Heroine, wait, wait a minute..."
You Ba's hesitant voice came from behind. Huang Rong turned around and saw his hopeful expression. She asked,
"What is it now?"
"I... I feel so uncomfortable..." You Ba looked down at the bulging tent between his legs and whispered, "Heroine
, you're so kind. Could you help me ejaculate once..."
Huang Rong felt dizzy and thought she was about to be driven mad by this scoundrel. She raised the long, thin bundle containing the Dog-Beating Stick and
angrily stabbed You Ba's crotch twice. She said angrily, "You can take care of it yourself!"
With You Ba's cry of pain, Huang Rong strode away.
The alluring figure gradually disappeared, and the man bound to the tree slowly raised his head, a wicked smile playing on his lips:
"It's like finding a needle in a haystack! This kind of beauty is born to satisfy men; she must be the most
beautiful woman in the Central Plains! Heh, noble lady, it won't be long before you're groveling beneath me! Take good care
of your delicate body, and then prepare to endure my burning desire!"
...
Morning, in the woods.
Sunlight streamed through the trees, and the damp air gradually warmed. The babbling brook meandered, stirring up wisps of
water vapor. The thin morning mist caressed the dewdrops, making them appear even more radiant, and even the newly added green leaves seemed glistening with moisture
.
A morning breeze blew by, and the whole world instantly came alive. Birds awoke, grasshoppers molted,
tender buds in the spring mud eagerly broke through the soil, and in the quiet bay, frog eggs sprouted two large eyes.
The alternation of day and night is always so refreshing, as if the clouds have parted to reveal a vast sky, as if a hazy
dream has come true, dazzling and romantic, warm and blossoming with spring.
Waterfalls cascade, ancient paths are sparse, sturdy pines stand tall and green, and hermits build their huts. The green mountains are charming, and the clear waters accompany leisurely strolls;
the artistic conception between the mountains and waters gradually deepens, inspiring the ancients to express their feelings upon observing the scenery.
Hong Sheng, in high spirits, writes: "An ancient path, yellow oxen trot lightly, with cups and jars, a thatched hut for a rest;
a melody of silk and bamboo music floats in the clouds, a leisurely journey, high mountains and flowing water."
The melodious tune slowly dissipates, and a large black dog, carrying a bone, runs smugly into the woods amidst the shouts of the waiter,
disappearing in the blink of an eye.
A beautiful woman walks carefully through the woods, her swaying figure, full breasts and plump hips, arousing desire,
displaying the alluring charm of a mature woman.
Judging from her blushing face and slightly hesitant expression, she was clearly a woman about to have an affair. It was very likely her
first time, and her status as a married woman filled her with both anticipation and shyness.
However, as the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains, and the most frequent mating partner in the dreams of martial arts heroes,
having sexual relations with thousands of men in her dreams every night, if they knew that Huang Rong had another man, they would certainly not be far off.
Wanli would tear him to pieces. However, no one would refuse a glimpse of Huang Rong's beauty during her affair, even if it was
arousing both passion and heartbreak.
Huang Rong certainly wasn't there to steal a man; she was there to steal a horse.
Her horse couldn't cross the woods between Lijia Village and Sang Town. She had banished it yesterday, leaving it weak. Reaching
the next city, Jiangling, would take countless days. Having lived a life of luxury in recent years,
she was exhausted after a day's journey and refused to endure further hardship. But Sang Town didn't even have a wealthy household, so where would she find
a horse? Then she remembered the black horse from last night and its owner's face.
"Hmph, yesterday's punishment wasn't enough. This horse is mine!"
The horse was fine, plump and strong, tall and powerful, its coat jet black without a single blemish—a truly superior breed
, one in a thousand.
Huang Rong gazed at the magnificent horse in the distance, growing increasingly satisfied. She already considered it hers for the taking.
"Oh? You've finally arrived! This young master… Ah! I, I've been waiting for you!" You Ba pleaded
obsequiously, "Quickly untie me, I'm starving!"
Huang Rong ignored You Ba's clamor and went to fetch the horse. Once she had the reins, she led it away.
She didn't really intend to leave; she just wanted to scare the rogue. Sure enough, after taking only a few steps, she heard You Ba's mournful cry:
"Don't go! That's my horse! I won't dare do it again, please spare me, heroine!"
Huang Rong was secretly delighted, but still kept her back to him, saying, "Now you know fear? Who was so arrogant last night,
trying to lay a hand on me!"
The expected repentance didn't come; instead, You Ba confidently declared, "If you don't release me, don't even
think about taking my horse!"
"Is that so? Then you can continue to reflect here." Huang Rong took a step forward, but then heard a whistle behind her, and
the big black horse immediately stopped, refusing to move an inch further.
"Hmm? There's something to it." Huang Rong was surprised, then smiled slightly. Before You Ba could boast smugly,
she took out a yellowish-white object from her bundle and stuffed it into the big black horse's mouth. The horse was slightly startled, instinctively chewed a couple of
times, then its eyes lit up, and it began to devour it. The horse swallowed the contents in a few gulps, then stared expectantly at Huang
Rong, looking incredibly docile, just like its owner the night before. Huang Rong then took another step forward, and
the big black horse quickly followed behind, trotting along.
"Come back here! You traitor, I've wasted my time raising you!"
The sun shone brightly, and spring filled the mountains. The smoke from the town's chimneys had just dissipated, and on the path leading out of the mountains, a herd of black 　　horses
appeared out of nowhere . 　　 A beautiful, voluptuous woman sat comfortably on her horse, while a tall, burly man, his lust raging, sullenly 　　led the horse beside her. 　　 "Heroine, aren't you afraid of being robbed and assaulted all alone in Lin'an?" 　　 "My surname is Su. Robbed and assaulted? Like you?" Huang Rong scoffed, seeing You Ba's embarrassed expression, and then 　　asked him, "What are you going to the martial arts tournament for? Do you also want to emulate others in their campaigns against the demonic sect and punish evil?" 　　 "Heroine, you are mistaken. Although I am somewhat lustful, my heart is upright and honest. Those demonic 　　sect thieves indiscriminately killing innocent people is one thing, but those one demon, two monsters, three demons, and four evil spirits have abducted countless innocent women. 　　How can I sit idly by?" 　　 Huang Rong found You Ba's indignant and self-righteous expression amusing. This fool is 　　even more foolish than Guo Jing was back then, his mind filled with nothing but filthy thoughts. If he really encountered those demonic sect members, he'd 　　be running faster than anyone else! 　　 "Eliminating yourself is also a way of eliminating evil." 　　 "That won't do! I haven't even seen the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains yet!" 　　 "The most beautiful woman?" 　　 "You don't know? It's Huang Rong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect!" You Ba's face was full of admiration. "It's said that Huang Rong 　　is incredibly beautiful, a saint in the hearts of martial arts practitioners. Of course, compared to Miss Su, she's still far inferior. It's just 　　a pity that I've been busy with trivial matters for many years and haven't had the chance to see her. This time in Lin'an, I must see her beauty 　　." 　　 Huang Rong was speechless. So this fool had traveled all the way to Lin'an just to see her. 　　 She hadn't expected that although he was ugly and sleazy, he had such good taste! 　　 "Of course, as a lecherous thief, conquering Huang Rong is the dream of every lecherous man, and I, of course, am not to be 　　outdone. Heh, with my assets, as long as the methods are appropriate, having a fleeting affair with her is a piece of cake! Then 　　, hehe, watch how I... Ouch! Why are you hitting me!" 　　 Huang Rong kicked away the drooling You Ba, and said hatefully, "If you utter another filthy word, I'll 　　hang you from a tree to die on your own!" 　　 This lecherous thief is truly beyond redemption! 　　 The flowers slowly bloomed, the horses gradually moved further and further away, and on the distant path, the heroine and the lecherous thief walked side by side, 　　and in the breeze, their idle chatter could be heard from time to time. 　　 "However, I am quite familiar with Huang Rong." 　　 "Ah! Really?" 　　 "Of course, we've been best friends since childhood." 　　 "Oh my! This, this is truly family..." 　　 "Stop trying to get close to me. If you want to know Huang Rong, you'll have to see how you behave along the way..." " 　　 Don't worry, heroine, with me here, no one dares to touch you..." 　　 ... 　　 Every action has its purpose. She met him after marriage, and he met her after marriage. 　　 The green mountains are like a painting, the beauty is like a poem, and the short journey is filled with unspoken emotions. 　　 Written by Red Rope Purple Ribbon on November 7, 2012. 　　Chapter Ten: Night Rain and Mutual Support 　　 "Clang!" 　　 The sword flashed like a startled swan, its cold light overflowing. Just a fleeting glance was enough to send chills down one's spine. 　　 "Don't go!" 　　 "Drink!" 　　 The dark afterimage roared, carrying unparalleled power, like a beast unleashed, unstoppable! 　　 Little Dragon Girl swung her sword aside her opponent, wanting to turn around and help Zuo Jianqing defend himself, but it was too late. 　　 A crisp, mournful cry rang out, and the sword shattered into pieces, sending the figure flying backward. Little Dragon Girl, her long sleeves billowing, caught the falling figure.

When Zuo Jianqing fell, his wrist was dislocated, blood was gushing from the corner of his mouth, and he had already been knocked unconscious.
"Hey, I really can't understand how we could run into such a big-breasted fairy in this godforsaken place. I was
a little unhappy about the Holy Church arranging for us to come here, but now it seems we're incredibly lucky. Being able to
mate with such a fairy regularly is something I wouldn't trade for an emperor!"
The lean man wielding twin swords chuckled lewdly, about to offer another compliment, when
the burly man next to him, wielding a spiked club, shook his head and shouted, "No, no, big brother, let her have a child for me first. You said
you'd find me a wife this month. She's so beautiful, and her breasts are so big, I want her, I want to have a child with her!"
"You idiot! Have a child, have a child, do you really think you're a pig? Such a one-in-a-million beauty, of course you have to
train her into a female slave first..."
The two thieves, one strong and one thin, were captivated by the Little Dragon Girl's figure and beauty, and started arguing even before they had gotten what they wanted
. Their inner strength was profound, and their moves were unpredictable; however, their robes were as black as ink, especially
the pure white crescent moons embroidered around their chests—undoubtedly members of the Demonic Sect!
A clear, melodious whistle rang out, and the two men paused, looking at Xiaolongnu opposite them. She sighed
, her beautiful face showing both shame and anger, but she didn't rebuke them. Instead, she carried Zuo Jianqing on her back and turned to
disappear into the depths of the forest at incredible speed.
The two brothers exchanged a glance and quickly gave chase.
"Brother, this woman has such a good temper! All those women we slept with before only knew how to curse!"
"A gentle woman is the best at serving. But we'd better hide her well; our future pleasures will
depend on her..."
Although Xiaolongnu possessed considerable lightness skills, these two men were also top-notch fighters, especially with Zuo Jianqing on her back; it was impossible
to shake them off. However, she wasn't in a hurry, only feeling a pang of regret. Her skills had declined drastically in recent years.
She, who had once been on par with Yang Guo, was now being forced to flee by two treacherous members of the Demonic Cult. This martial world was no
longer what it used to be.
"Hey? Big brother, look!
Bees!" "What bees? Chase them!"
"No, they stung me!" the burly man yelled.
"Idiot! So what if you stung me, why are you yelling!" the lean man said irritably, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain on his neck as several
large bees swarmed into his face. "Damn it! Where did all these bees come from!"
The white figure, carrying the unconscious youth, hurried away, her feet barely touching the grass. The bees behind her seemed to be summoned
, gradually gathering wherever she went.
After running for half a day, the treacherous members of the Demonic Cult had vanished. Little Dragon Girl sealed the jade bottle in her hand,
looked up at the sky, and saw that the already gloomy sky was now covered with dark clouds; a spring rain was imminent. Thinking of Zuo Jianqing
's injuries, she dared not delay and dragged her weary body toward the distant cliff.
With a rumble of thunder, the first spring rain finally arrived.
The fine raindrops were gentle as water, yet chilling to the bone; a gust of wind made half her face icy. This kind of
early spring rain, even a short time of soaking, would leave one's entire body numb and stiff. The last vestiges of winter in the northern mountains
seemed to be released by this first spring rain, even the small beasts that used to roam freely disappeared once more.
Night slowly fell, and beneath the towering cliff, a man and a woman hid in a cave.
Xiaolongnu put Zuo Jianqing down and sat beside him, panting. Although they had tried their best to travel, they were ultimately no match for
this spring rain. She was half-soaked, and Zuo Jianqing was completely drenched. Fortunately, the bundle was still on his back;
looking inside, she saw that the dry rations and flint and steel were there, and Xiaolongnu breathed a sigh of relief. She forced herself
to continue walking out of the cave in the pouring rain, returning a moment later with a bundle of dry firewood.
The fire was barely lit, and Xiaolongnu sat down to warm her cold hands. The weariness on her face gradually faded, and the once pure
and ethereal fairy now seemed to have acquired a touch of worldly air, yet gained a more feminine charm. She removed Zuo Jianqing's soaked
clothes and hung them by the fire. After a moment's hesitation, she took off her own outer garment. The thin,
damp undergarment clung to her beige bodice, her high breasts almost bursting out.
Zuo Jianqing lay there nearly naked, wearing only underwear. Xiaolongnu carefully examined his
injuries, feeling a surge of shame. Zuo Jianqing's underwear was bulging, already showing even before erection,
revealing thick, dark pubic hair that peeked out from the edges. Xiaolongnu glanced at him briefly before quickly
averting her gaze, her face flushed and her heart pounding. She dared not look again .
After a thorough examination, she found that Zuo Jianqing's external injuries were not serious, nor were there any internal injuries. His internal energy was simply disordered, requiring
proper rest and recuperation. Xiaolongnu breathed a sigh of relief. If anything had happened to Zuo Jianqing, she wouldn't have been able to explain to
Master Yideng and the Old Urchin, and more importantly, Yang Guo's condition would have become extremely precarious. She moved Zuo Jianqing to the fireside
, ate some dry rations herself, and then heard him mumbling in his sleep, calling out "Mother, Mother !"
He must have been dreaming of his mother.
Xiaolongnu turned her head to look at the sleeping Zuo Jianqing and realized he seemed younger than she had imagined. His
delicate features looked exceptionally youthful, and hearing him call out "Mother" in his sleep filled her with
pity. If Yang Guo hadn't been critically ill, he should have had children of his own by now! These past few years
, living a lonely and desolate life in the mountains , when I was alone and lost in thought, I longed for a child!
Little Dragon Girl stared blankly at the sleeping Zuo Jianqing, momentarily entranced, and suddenly reached out to touch his
face, as if caressing her own child. However, she withdrew her hand immediately, for
Zuo Jianqing's body was ice-cold, like a cold stone at the bottom of a river. Little Dragon Girl inwardly cursed her carelessness. Zuo Jianqing was
already soaked to the bone, and his internal strength was far inferior to hers. If his body wasn't warmed up in time, he would likely
develop a fever in the middle of the night.
Their extra clothes had already been lost in the struggle, and the clothes hanging out to dry were still damp. The fire was also gradually going
out. What should she do? Little Dragon Girl was anxious. For some reason, her gaze had given her a strange feeling towards the man before her
, something she couldn't quite explain, but seeing him about to catch a cold, she was extremely worried.
In his sleep, Zuo Jianqing seemed to be dreaming of something unpleasant; his emotions were agitated, and his voice was much louder
. He was shirtless, clutching the dry grass beneath him, his breath coming in rapid gasps.
"Mother! Where are you?"
"Don't be afraid..."
A soft, warm body pressed against his chest, the firm, full breasts pressing against him,
almost melting him. The voluptuous woman looked at him lovingly, reaching out her small, white hands to embrace him
.
There is an emotion that transcends romantic love: motherhood. Romantic love can deceive, can betray, but motherhood
is only sincere, only protective; once it arises, it will never change, even if it only shows the slightest hint
or sign.
Warm and soft, beautiful and graceful, tender and infatuated, lingering and whispering.
On the dry grass, the young man and woman embraced intimately. The sleeping man murmured in his sleep, his
hands unconsciously reaching inside the woman's clothes, clutching her undergarment. The young, beautiful woman gradually forgot her shyness,
gently massaging the man's cold shoulder, warming him with her own body. Her beautiful eyes deepened
with affection, as if she were seeing her childhood lover, or as if her lover had fallen asleep in her arms and become her
child.
Little Dragon Girl looked at Zuo Jianqing's face, perhaps not even knowing what she was thinking, simply gazing at his
tender, childlike face, slowly warming him, silently.
After a long while, Little Dragon Girl shifted her body, feeling a dampness in her crotch. She knew her undergarments were dry
, so how could there be water? Little Dragon Girl involuntarily reached out to touch it, finding only a pool of soft, wet flesh, with a bulging penis
lying on top, too large for one hand to reach.
Ah! It's that thing…
Little Dragon Girl quickly withdrew her hand and knelt up, feeling a sticky dampness on her hand, faintly tainted with the man's genitals'
fishy smell.
How abrupt! Should she help him pull it off? His body was still so cold; it would be difficult to warm him up anytime soon,
and if this continued, he would really develop a fever. Suddenly, Xiaolongnu remembered something, and looking at Zuo Jianqing's wet
underwear, a blush appeared on her beautiful face. There was a way… but…
it didn't matter, as long as it could help him.
Xiaolongnu hesitated for a moment, then made up her mind. She closed her eyes, pulled down Zuo Jianqing's underwear, revealing
a pool of male genitalia inside, carefully hung the underwear by the fire, and then turned away.
In the dim firelight, the man was completely naked, his naked genitals presented without reservation to Xiaolongnu.
What a magnificent thing! Even before it was erect, it was already impressive; the contracted scrotum held the long penis firmly in the air, and as
the heavy glans bent and drooped, it resembled a sleeping dragon.
Little Dragon Girl was deeply ashamed and dared not look any longer. She turned and extinguished the flickering flames, plunging the cave into darkness. Little
Dragon Girl spread Zuo Jianqing's legs, knelt before his penis, took a deep breath, and slowly reached out to grasp it
.
The limp penis was cool, like a soft, long gluten, drooping listlessly. With its master's
days of travel, it seemed somewhat weak and powerless. However, on this stormy night, in this pitch-black
cave, as it was nervously and apprehensively picked up by the woman her master had long desired, it awakened. The beautiful wife
's sexual act caused it to instantly become aroused, its limp body rapidly growing larger and more mature, instantly
becoming passionate and ready to have intercourse with this voluptuous woman.
However, the beautiful woman ignored its passion and desire, merely awkwardly manipulating it, a far cry from the skills she had used with other
women. An erect man's lower body has no brain; immersed in the desire for intercourse
, it naturally wouldn't notice the difference between this married woman and the women it had seen before. It couldn't see the beautiful married
woman's face already flushed with embarrassment in the darkness; it couldn't see the tenderness and care in her eyes that courtesans lacked
; it naturally didn't know that this loyal and virtuous woman, with her voluptuous body, possessed a sensitivity and desire unmatched by ordinary women
, her hands so gentle, as if soothing the testicles in her palms to sleep…
Little Dragon Girl knelt before Zuo Jianqing's crotch, diligently stroking his penis, her heart pounding, her body
gradually becoming restless and hot. She didn't know why, but even last time on the cold jade bed, when she ejaculated in front of Zuo Jianqing for Guo'er, she hadn't been
this aroused. Back then, Zuo Jianqing was unusually clear-headed, even influencing her. Now, what
should she do? Wouldn't he wake up?
Xiaolongnu's heart pounded with nervousness, and her movements became somewhat erratic. She shifted her hips and discovered that her area was now
slippery and wet, causing her to feel a pang of embarrassment.
"Mother, oh, it feels so good... keep going, Mother..." Zuo Jianqing waved his hand,
urging her in his sleep.
So he was dreaming that his mother was servicing him. Wasn't that unethical? It seemed that when Guo'er was little, he had also
imagined himself as his mother. Gradually, she noticed that Zuo Jianqing's body had warmed up considerably. The manipulation of his penis felt
like a simulation of intercourse, causing the man's entire body to tense up; the effect was indeed surprisingly good.
Don't worry, I will definitely cure you! Seeing the effect, Xiaolongnu was overjoyed and quickly continued to manipulate him
. Now, she only wanted to serve him well, to let Zuo Jianqing ejaculate comfortably and warm up, and she didn't care about anything else.
Xiaolongnu leaned down, gently stroking his scrotum with her left hand and grasping his penis with her right, manipulating it with abandon. She
knelt there, her beautiful face flushed, diligently serving the man before her, her focused expression filled with feminine
tenderness and consideration. At that moment, she seemed truly to have become a mother, her beautiful figure busy and content
, virtuous and intelligent. Her beauty was breathtaking, her figure voluptuous and exquisite; she was gentle, kind, and
attentive; her delicate body was sensitive and yearning, both longing and shy about sex… She was such a
young married woman, captivating every man in the world, willing to abandon everything to possess
her at the slightest chance.
“Ah! Mother, faster…”
Little Dragon Girl quickened her pace, the saliva spurting from the glans lubricating the wrinkled foreskin as it was stroked with a “sizzling” sound.
…The sound of his penis clung to her pubic hair, occasionally brushing against her small, stroking hands, causing a slight itch. Xiaolongnu constantly observed
Zuo Jianqing's reactions, trying to give him as much pleasure and comfort as possible. With her complete immersion,
Zuo Jianqing's body tensed again and again, his hands gripping the straw beneath him haphazardly, his breathing heavy, gradually arousing
his desire to release.
"Shoot, shoot it out, it'll feel better…" Xiaolongnu murmured, as if her mother
were whispering in her ear, trying to induce Zuo Jianqing's semen.
"Ah, Mother, Qing'er, Qing'er wants you…"
"Mother will help you get it out…"
Xiaolongnu gasped, her lust already overflowing, her lower body a mess, but her desire was destined
to remain unfulfilled. How she longed for her son to be by her side, but even if he were, what good would it do? Qing'er's...
things are really big, what would it feel like if he were inside her?
No, no, how could I... I need to ejaculate for him quickly.
Thinking this, Xiaolongnu increased the speed of her manipulation, hoping her object would ejaculate quickly. Because she was ignorant
about sex and inherently shy, she thought ejaculation was simply about a man manipulating his penis; she knew nothing of techniques like stimulating the abdomen, pinching the testicles,
scraping the glans, or pricking the anus to induce ejaculation. Fortunately, Xiaolongnu was kind-hearted, and even when the man didn't ejaculate for a long time, she showed no
impatience, only serving him wholeheartedly.
"Oh, Mother is so good, your child... is about to ejaculate!" Whether due to rapid breathing or a recurrence of his injury,
Zuo Jianqing coughed incessantly, as if he might wake up at any moment.
"Qing'er, ejaculate!"
Xiaolongnu's hands were busy, her forehead slightly sweaty, but she never stopped. The prolonged kneeling position
made her overly full breasts slightly uncomfortable; the swollen, squeezing sensation made her already unbearable desire even more unbearable
, yet she enjoyed it immensely.
After prolonged manipulation, the taut penis reached its limit, and Xiaolongnu could clearly feel its changes.
Hard, hot, thick, and powerful, the entire penis became incredibly ferocious, like a newly forged iron rod, billowing
heat emanating from it. The contracting and expanding urethra seemed poised to erupt with molten lava, piercing
and melting its target.
"Ugh, I'm... I'm cumming!"
The unconscious Zuo Jianqing suddenly thrust his hips forward, his penis swelling again, the large, crimson glans contracting before he suddenly
ejaculated. White-hot semen gushed out, passing by Xiaolongnu's ear and spraying onto her black hair.
"Ah... Qing'er..."
Xiaolongnu let out a soft moan, feeling a smear of semen on her ear, and quickly moved the penis away. The
penis in her hand then opened and closed violently, a large gush of semen traveling through the tube, grazing Xiaolongnu's palm, and then
spurting out again from the glans. Xiaolongnu's hand trembled, and she withdrew it as if electrocuted, taking two steps back to awkwardly distance herself from the ejaculating
penis.
Zuo Jianqing had a lot of semen, and his body trembled with each ejaculation, only
gradually stopping after more than ten spurts.
Xiaolongnu caught her breath for a moment, intending to clean Zuo Jianqing up, but in the darkness, she saw him suddenly sit up and
spit out a mouthful of blood.
Xiaolongnu was shocked and quickly went to Zuo Jianqing's side, asking, "Qing'er, what's wrong?"
Zuo Jianqing's body trembled, as if the word "Qing'er" had greatly shocked him. He stared blankly
at Xiaolongnu, then suddenly hugged her tightly, crying loudly, "Mother, Mother, don't go!"
Looking at Zuo Jianqing, who was crying his eyes out, Xiaolongnu was speechless for a moment, only able to gently pat his back and
comfort him, "Qing'er, don't cry, Mother won't go..."
"Really?" Zuo Jianqing looked up at Xiaolongnu, his face full of hope. He was an eloquent
man, yet rarely spoke the truth. For some reason, upon seeing her, he revealed his real name to her; for some reason, seeing her
always reminded him of his mother; for some reason, he always longed for her care and love. A dark childhood, a blurring
of reality and illusion, and the deliberate effort to maintain a youthful appearance over the years—it seemed all for the sake of seeing her. He knew
this time was different; he was filled with anticipation, yet also terrified.
But at this moment, how could he let such a kind person slip by? His second uncle's art of faking death was truly
unparalleled; he himself had only learned the basics and found it difficult to see through.
"Of course it's true, Mother will stay here with you, we won't go anywhere." Little Dragon Girl coaxed gently. She
wiped Zuo Jianqing's body, then blushed and cleaned his penis, which had just ejaculated, scolding him, "But
you should put on your clothes first, you'll catch a cold if you sleep like this tonight."
"Mother, you're so good..."
"Hurry up and put on your clothes, they're all dry."
"No need to rush..." Zuo Jianqing hugged Little Dragon Girl and pleaded, "I felt so good just now, Mother,
can you do it again?"
"Ah, it's already..."
"Good Mother, I really want it, please grant my wish!"
"Alright, Mother will do as you say, go put on your clothes first."
"Hehe, Mother is so good... so good..." Zuo Jianqing was overjoyed, hugging Little Dragon Girl and kissing her face
, his hands starting to roam over her body.
"Don't do this, Qing'er, put on your clothes first..." Little Dragon Girl was very embarrassed, wanting to push Zuo Jianqing away but afraid of hurting him,
her face flushed red and she didn't know what to do.
Zuo Jianqing's kisses rained down on Xiaolongnu's face, lips, neck, and ears... He eagerly pulled
her onto his lap, untied her undergarments, and forcefully pulled down her bodice. Xiaolongnu
let out a soft "Ah..." as her large, snow-white breasts spilled out. Beneath their massive outlines, the delicate nipples and
undulating waves of milk made Zuo Jianqing's blood boil uncontrollably. Forgetting to admire them, Zuo Jianqing immediately reached out and grabbed
one of her full breasts, kneading it vigorously. Xiaolongnu's breasts were so full and plump that
one hand couldn't possibly cover them.
The hot flesh churned and surged in Zuo Jianqing's hands, occasionally squeezing out shapes that seemed to boil with heat, enough to make one dizzy
and maddened. His unrestrained, ravaging hand seemed to have taken root in Xiaolongnu's breasts,
his fingers digging deep into the flesh, squeezing and drawing it in.
"Ah... Qing'er, no..." Xiaolongnu gasped, utterly ashamed and humiliated. She desperately tried to grab Zuo Jianqing
's hand, but couldn't stop his advances. Soon, her two alluring nipples hardened.
"Mother, Mother's breasts are so big!" Zuo Jianqing sucked on one nipple, indulging in a frenzied kiss. He
held Xiaolongnu's delicate body tightly, burying his head deep in her chest, his erect penis pressing
against her buttocks.
Xiaolongnu, holding Zuo Jianqing's head, straddled his lap, the intense sucking sensation from his breasts causing her
body to tremble. The thin undergarment slipped down, revealing Xiaolongnu's snow-white upper body completely naked. Her breasts arched upwards, her head
tilted back, her full, snow-white breasts left for Zuo Jianqing to taste. With soft, sucking sounds, Xiaolongnu
couldn't help but let out a low moan. Her long, beautiful legs involuntarily wrapped around Zuo Jianqing's back, his newly
erect member occasionally poking at her full buttocks, arousing her intense desire and making her unable to control herself.
In the dark cave, Xiaolongnu and Zuo Jianqing, naked from the waist up, embraced each other, their passion raging
. Zuo Jianqing greedily kissed the voluptuous beauty in his arms, fervently demanding kisses from her. Xiaolongnu blushed and
dodged a few times, then gently closed her beautiful eyes and kissed him. The two were naked, their lips and teeth intertwined. Xiaolongnu's fair
arms rested on Zuo Jianqing's shoulders, her delicate hands gently embracing him. As they kissed, her whole body exuded a
captivating yet shy aura, utterly alluring.
The gentle, virtuous, and voluptuous beauty, her large, fiery breasts throbbing, kissed him shyly. Zuo Jianqing was already captivated
, feeling as if he had entered a world of bliss. These past few days of companionship
had deeply imprinted Xiaolongnu's beauty, voluptuousness, gentleness, and kindness in Zuo Jianqing's mind. Beneath her pure exterior lay an incomparably precious heart,
making her the goddess who tossed and turned in his sleep. And now, his tireless efforts had finally yielded
results. Zuo Jianqing embraced Xiaolongnu tightly, gently stroking her smooth, delicate back, feeling the perfection of her
body. After a long while, Zuo Jianqing leaned forward, pressing Xiaolongnu beneath him. Seeing the beauty's eyes glazed over, filled with affection,
he couldn't help but caress her snow-white, high breasts, teasing them lightly.
"Mmm… Qing'er…" Xiaolongnu blushed deeply, not daring to look at Zuo Jianqing, yet afraid he might do something inappropriate
, so she could only grasp Zuo Jianqing's hand against her chest. Xiaolongnu had agreed to ejaculate for him, and in her heart, she approved of him.
Zuo Jianqing had helped her a lot along the way, and tonight, as long as she didn't actually have sex with him, she was willing to do anything.
"Mother, let Qing'er take a good look at your body..."
"...It's not about...ejaculating..."
Zuo Jianqing buried his face in Xiaolongnu's chest, lingering in her warm flesh for a moment, then licking and kissing his way down.
Xiaolongnu's skin was so white and translucent, radiating a captivating glow even in the darkness. Her slender waist was smooth
, her lower abdomen warm and soft. Zuo Jianqing lay on top of Xiaolongnu, greedily caressing and kissing her. Her snow-white, jade-like skin
trembled sensitively in his hands, and he murmured softly as he touched her skin, giving her a moist, rounded comfort.
After a series of loving caresses, the two kissed again. Zuo Jianqing comfortably lay on Xiaolongnu's high breasts,
pressing them firmly, his eyes filled with infatuation. After a long while, their lips parted, and Xiaolongnu gasped softly, her alluring lips slightly parted, her
beautiful face filled with a captivating allure. Xiaolongnu lay obediently beneath Zuo Jianqing, like a young
girl in the throes of first love, filled with longing for her lover, shy yet yearning for the intimacy between men and women.
"Mother, your breasts are so big! Give Qing'er a breastjob!"
Xiaolongnu blushed, remaining silent for a long time before finally saying, "I...I don't know how..."
Zuo Jianqing rose and straddled Xiaolongnu's chest, his thick, long penis erect, positioned
between her high breasts. He twitched his hips twice and said, "Now you know what to do, right?"
Xiaolongnu was blushing with embarrassment, giving Zuo Jianqing a reproachful look, then lifted her breasts to clamp his penis. Her two tender
, white breasts slowly closed and pressed together, the full flesh burying Zuo Jianqing's penis deeply, soft, supple
, and incredibly elastic. Zuo Jianqing's breathing quickened instantly.
The perfect goddess of his dreams served him shyly, her snow-white breasts fully offered, allowing him to vent his desires. Zuo Jianqing could no longer restrain
himself; he lifted his hips and thrust forcefully.
Waves of flesh rippled across Xiaolongnu's snow-white breasts, the scent of milk filling the air. Zuo Jianqing's penis
pounded relentlessly, the large, red glans occasionally striking Xiaolongnu's smooth chin, its urethral opening glistening with
pre-ejaculate.
Xiaolongnu gasped and blushed, not daring to look at Zuo Jianqing, only trying to clench her two plump, white breasts, allowing him to
vent his desires. Moved by passion, her entire body flushed a captivating red, like a beauty drunk on wine, breathtakingly alluring;
even her shyness was incredibly alluring.
Zuo Jianqing stared intently at Xiaolongnu, breathing heavily, his thrusts rapid and swift, like the wind,
leaving Xiaolongnu struggling to resist, her breasts almost shattered.
"Ah! So good... squeeze tighter..."
"Oh... Qing'er... a little gentler..."
In the cold night, in the dark cave, the woman's moans and the man's joyful breaths mingled together,
intoxicating and intoxicating, making one's heart flutter. The sounds of flesh colliding, "slap slap..." were continuous, lewd and intense.
In this seemingly isolated space, one could only imagine the wildness and indulgence of the man and woman inside...
(In my heart, Xiaolongnü is perfect, not only in appearance and figure, but also in her heart. In this ill-fated relationship,
Xiaolongnü lives deep in the mountains, caring for the unconscious Yang Guo. She is lonely and yearns for a child, like
Yang Guo in his childhood. Zuo Jianqing, on the other hand, had a dark childhood, loved only by his deceased mother, making him prone to Oedipus
complex. After his mother's death, he tries to maintain his childlike appearance, hoping to remain a child forever
and receive the love he lost from his mother. What kind of relationship will develop between Xiaolongnü and Zuo Jianqing, and
what will happen—will they be mother and son, or master and disciple? This remains to be seen. Zuo Jianqing is a tragic figure,
the most complex character in this ill-fated relationship. His ill-fated relationship is
one of the main clues revealing the Demonic Sect and connecting the world of *The Smiling, Proud Wanderer*, requiring careful consideration to understand. Xiaolongnü is kind-hearted and gentle, and even her intimate scenes contain a touch of shyness.)
The colors are soft, warm, and protective, quite different from Huang Rong's willful, capricious, bold, and charming nature. I believe everyone will eagerly
await the outcome. (
Written by Red Rope and Purple Ribbon on November 18, 2012, in
Chapter Eleven of "A Dream Awakens
and a Bond Begins") A torrential downpour and rumbling thunder startled Zuo Jianqing awake. He opened his eyes, but it was pitch black ,
and he couldn't see his surroundings clearly. He only felt enveloped in a deep warmth.
Ah! A woman was being held in his arms. She was completely naked, her back to him, her soft curves and fair
skin radiating a warm, fragrant heat. Holding her, even with the heavy rain outside, only a deep
sense of happiness remained.
That's right, she's Little Dragon Girl! Such an alluring figure, and she's incredibly beautiful. But now she's mine, and I'm
going to make love to her. Zuo Jianqing gradually became excited, his penis quickly becoming erect, pressing hard against the woman's
full buttocks.
"Hehe... good mother, Qing'er is hard..." Zuo Jianqing breathed heavily,
kissing Xiaolongnu's snowy back passionately, his hands roaming over her full body, especially her long, smooth legs, which
he found irresistible. Suddenly, his hands slipped under Xiaolongnu's armpits, eagerly reaching for her breasts. My God, so
big! So warm! So elastic! There were such alluring breasts in the world. Zuo Jianqing was overjoyed and excited, his hands
kneading and grabbing vigorously, indulging in lewdness, thoroughly enjoying himself, his lower body also becoming as hard as iron.
Oh, my cock is so swollen, I have to fuck her right away! And then have her give me a constant breastjob...
Zuo Jianqing hurriedly reached for his cock, pressing his thick, long cock against Xiaolongnu's soft buttocks, the glans
grinding back and forth at the entrance of her vagina, slowly probing in, waiting for him to thrust his hips, ready to take her to the other side. Zuo Jianqing took a deep
breath, about to thrust in, when suddenly the beautiful woman in his arms twitched, slipping away like an eel.
"Ah, Mother, don't go! Qing'er wants you…!" Zuo Jianqing cried out as he scrambled to his feet.
The Little Dragon Girl, naked, like an angel, moved lightly to the cave entrance, then suddenly turned and said softly,
"Qing'er, I am your mother, we can't be together. Unless… unless you can catch me…" She
smiled lightly, then turned and ran into the torrential rain.
Zuo Jianqing roared, his long, erect penis still erect, and followed closely behind. The rain poured down, soaking Zuo Jianqing to the bone
, yet he felt no cold, only growing increasingly hot.
"Mother, where are you?"
"Hehe, Mother is here..."
"Where? Qing'er can't see you..."
"Hehe, isn't this right in front of you..."
Zuo Jianqing pushed aside the branches in front of him and saw Xiaolongnu lying naked in a small bay like a mermaid
, a loving smile on her face.
"Mother is here! Qing'er... Qing'er wants you..."
Xiaolongnu smiled without speaking.
"Good Mother, Qing'er wants to be your husband!"
Xiaolongnu looked at him tenderly, got up and knelt in the bay, her hands on the ground, her slender waist bent into an alluring
arch, her smooth, plump buttocks raised like peeled eggs. "Qing'er..."
Under the beautiful woman's tender gaze, everything was understood without words.
"Ah!" Zuo Jianqing went crazy, he roared and pounced on Xiaolongnu, but as soon as he jumped into the bay, he
ejaculated. A torrent of milky white semen gushed out, unstoppable. The small bay, along with
Xiaolongnu, was submerged in the semen, and even the pouring rainwater turned into semen, turning the entire world milky white.
Zuo Jianqing disregarded everything else and frantically tried to retrieve Xiaolongnu, but after searching for a long time, she
vanished as if into thin air. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the bay, lunging at Zuo Jianqing and grabbing his throat, attempting to strangle him
. Unable to struggle, Zuo Jianqing opened his eyes wide to try and see him clearly, but in the chaos, he couldn't see anything, and within moments he
was suffocating. In his final moments, Zuo Jianqing desperately grabbed the figure's hair, and finally saw the person's face. At that
moment, he was horrified—it was himself!
"Ah…!" Zuo Jianqing screamed, jolting awake, realizing it was all a dream.
He remembered. Last night, after a series of elaborate schemes and feigned weakness, he had finally enjoyed the beauty's breasts and was about to seize the
opportunity to completely conquer this fairy when he inexplicably fell asleep again. Could it be that she had used a sleeping acupoint?
"You're awake."
Zuo Jianqing looked up at the sound of her voice and saw Xiaolongnu standing at the cave entrance with her back to him. This scene was exactly like his dream
. He couldn't help but blurt out, "Mother..."
"Shut up!"
Zuo Jianqing was startled. He saw Xiaolongnu slowly turn around, her beautiful face as cold as frost. He was confused.
Last night she was a gentle and considerate fairy, how could she have become so cold and distant in the blink of an eye? Zuo Jianqing's mind raced,
and he was about to speak when Xiaolongnu stopped him with a sharp question.
"Who exactly are you!" At this moment, Xiaolongnu's gaze was cold and piercing, and she even seemed to have murderous intent.
Zuo Jianqing was startled, forcing a smile, "What are you saying, Mother..."
"No need to hide it, I am no three-year-old child. Last night you drugged me and tried to take advantage of me, clearly using
despicable and lewd methods, repaying kindness with enmity! I'm waiting for you to wake up so you can die knowing why, what else do you
have to say?"
"Qing'er's life was saved by Madam, so if that's the case, Madam can take it if she wants it!"
"You..." Xiaolongnu's words faltered: "You're really not afraid of death!"
"Madam, then do it." Zuo Jianqing looked at Xiaolongnu without flinching, saying, "Qing'er loves Mother, I
know it's against all reason, rather than live in pain, I'd rather die, and if I can die at Madam's hands, I'll be willing
..."
"You...you actually love your own mother." Xiaolongnu was so shocked she couldn't speak. Last night she thought Zuo Jianqing
was just attached to his mother, but she didn't expect it to be not familial affection, but love.
"So what if it is?" Zuo Jianqing laughed bitterly. "Such forbidden things are despised by the world, how could I not know? But
who can control it?"
Xiaolongnu was shocked and speechless. Looking at Zuo Jianqing's miserable and dejected appearance, she suddenly felt
sorry for him. A chord in her heart seemed to be touched. Yang Guo had been just as persistent as him back then, but ultimately...
With a glimmer of hope, one could abandon everything and journey to the ends of the earth hand in hand. But Zuo Jianqing was destined for a
tragic end.
"Do it. Actually, I've long wanted to be free..." Zuo Jianqing knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, and sighed,
"After I die, I hope you will send my ashes to my grandfather so he can bury me beside my mother's grave. In the next life, we
will be husband and wife."
Xiaolongnu felt a pang of sorrow and couldn't help but say, "Get up, I won't kill you..." "
I have no more regrets, I only wish to see my mother again soon..."
"You...think more positively. Your mother wouldn't want to see you so heartbroken in the afterlife." It turned out his mother had already
passed away; he was truly a devoted lover.
"Madam is kind and compassionate, and I, Qing'er, am ashamed. Last night, I dreamt of my mother, and I was completely captivated, lingering there with joy . Alas, I lost
her and then regained her, only to lose her again. I feel utterly exhausted and devoid of any zest for life. Remembering my promise to Madam, I only wish to heal Hero Yang
before I go to see my mother."
Xiaolongnu sighed deeply, feeling a pang of sadness herself. Just as she was about to speak, she seemed to remember something and asked,
"Are you truly the grandson of Master Yideng and the disciple of Zhou Botong?"
Zuo Jianqing nodded, saying nothing, but simply stretched out his hands and casually drew a line on the ground. Seeing this, Xiaolongnu
no longer doubted him and quickly helped Zuo Jianqing up, saying, "There was a misunderstanding earlier; it was my oversight."
Xiaolongnu saw Zuo Jianqing repeatedly say he dared not, his attitude sincere, but his eyes filled with despair, clearly harboring a death wish.
She felt a pang of pity, remembering how he had woken up full of hope, only to be cruelly plunged into despair by her own actions. Thinking back, she
couldn't help but feel deep regret. He was the adopted grandson of Master Yideng, a disciple of Zhou Botong, the descendant of a benefactor, and someone who would cure Yang Guo
's illness. Yet now, she had pushed him to the brink of death. How could the kind-hearted Xiaolongnu bear this
? No, she couldn't let him die like this! She had to untangle his inner knot and give him a new life. Since
she had pushed him into this desperate situation, she had a responsibility to take care of him and help him regain his confidence. With this thought,
Xiaolongnu made up her mind. She held Zuo Jianqing's shoulder and said gently, "Qing'er, do you miss
your mother very much?"
Zuo Jianqing looked up, sighed softly, and nodded.
"Then, don't I look just like your mother?"
"Madam, please don't joke. Although my mother was also beautiful, she couldn't compare to your ethereal beauty."
"Since that's the case..." Xiaolongnu looked deeply at Zuo Jianqing and said slowly, "Would you be willing to recognize me as your godmother?"
Zuo Jianqing's body trembled. He stared blankly at Xiaolongnu; her gentle and beautiful face was etched into his
heart like a brand, leaving him speechless for a moment.
"Today, we are bound by a mother-son bond. From now on, we will rely on each other and never abandon each other." Xiaolongnu gently embraced
Zuo Jianqing and said softly, "Qing'er, don't take your own life again. I'll stay with you..."
"Mother!" Zuo Jianqing hugged Xiaolongnu and cried loudly. He held her tightly, leaving no
gap, his hands groping wildly behind her.
Xiaolongnu stood there, letting Zuo Jianqing hug her and cry, letting him vent his sorrow, until his
large hands began to roughly knead her plump buttocks, at which point she blushed and pushed him away. Looking at Zuo Jianqing's reluctant expression
and his burning gaze, Xiaolongnu realized that this newly adopted son was not only a vigorous
young man, but also had long coveted her body. The desire in his eyes was so intense and
undisguised; that deep longing made her tremble, unable to face him.
"Such burning eyes! I don't even dare look at him. Qing'er's blood is too vigorous; his desires are completely uncontrollable
. His lust for me is so strong; what am I going to do..." Last night's events
replayed in Xiaolongnu's mind. She had selflessly served Zuo Jianqing until he ejaculated, only to be repeatedly violated by him, even demanding intercourse. Finally,
after much effort, she managed to coax him into ejaculating, only to be violated again, his scalding semen splattering all over her face
. How embarrassing, how lewd… Thinking of Zuo Jianqing's "extraordinary talent," Xiaolongnu's cheeks flushed red.
She turned her head away and said, "Let's go."
"Mother, the mountain path is muddy. Qing'er will lead the way." After
their escape the previous day, their horses and luggage were lost. Zuo Jianqing picked up a dry branch and took the lead,
clearing the path.
Along the way, the mountains were high and the rivers long, but the two traveled together, chatting happily. Although the journey was arduous,
they supported each other and grew closer.
One evening, they reached a small river and saw wisps of smoke rising from distant chimneys and towering buildings. Their hearts were filled with joy
.
"Qing'er, that's Nanshan City. Once we enter the official road, there will be no more dangers."
"Mother, let's not talk about dangers. Although these past few days have been filled with wind and rain, they have been the happiest times for me. If I could
spend my life with you, I would rather live in seclusion in the mountains."
Seeing Zuo Jianqing staring intently at her, Xiaolongnu quickly looked away, her heart filled with ripples of emotion.
Zuo Jianqing had been so caring and attentive throughout the journey; how could she not know his feelings? Yet, faced with his adoring gaze,
Xiaolongnu could only bury her emotions deep within, trying to change him.
"It's getting late. Let's rest here for the night and head to Nanshan City tomorrow." Xiaolongnu gazed at the flowing
water, lost in thought.
"Mother, please rest. I'll go find some mountain fruits." Zuo Jianqing glanced at Xiaolongnu reluctantly, then turned and walked
into the woods. Xiaolongnu, with her back to him, didn't notice that Zuo Jianqing's lower body was already erect.
The Little Dragon Girl stood there for a long time, seemingly lost in thought, and finally sighed softly. Seeing the clear water and the absence of anyone around, she
felt a strong urge to bathe. She left her writing on the spot and walked downstream.
The small bay, surrounded by dense reeds, was exceptionally secluded. The Little Dragon Girl removed her clothes,
immersing her fair body in the water. Her snow-white skin seemed even more delicate than the water itself. After days of travel and exposure to the elements,
a bath in the cool river water washed away all the dust and grime, leaving her feeling indescribably comfortable.
"Fair skin hidden by reeds, light smoke drifts as a hundred flowers bloom, unaware that the lotus heart is stirring in spring, someone has plucked the first bud."
The beautiful fairy was immersed in the comfort of her bath, unwilling to rise for a long time. Her soft, white body radiated
a captivating glow, inspiring endless praise. Suddenly, a series of fleeting footsteps startled her.
Little Dragon Girl was startled and cautiously peered through the reeds. She saw two men, one tall and one thin, carrying an unconscious,
beautiful woman, rushing towards her, slick with lewd laughter and covered in sweat. They jumped into the water in a panic, not even bothering to remove their clothes.
Splash! Water splashed everywhere, the ripples extending into the bay where Little Dragon Girl was.
"Second brother, go keep watch! I need to check her quality first."
"Hmph, you always get to go first when you get a pretty woman. I still have to have children..." The burly man
, soaking wet, scrambled ashore dejectedly.
"It's them!" How could Little Dragon Girl not recognize them? Those wicked cult members, truly wicked and deserving
of death! If it were back then, she would have already slain them with her sword. Unfortunately, her power was greatly diminished, and she could only barely
handle one. If she attacked rashly, she would surely be defeated. These two wicked cult members were lecherous beyond measure; if she fell into
their hands, she would suffer endless humiliation. Thinking this, Xiaolongnu became even more cautious, not daring to alert the enemy.
The sound of tearing clothes rang out, and the woman awoke, uttering cries of pleading and help. The man laughed wildly,
ripping his clothes to shreds, his underwear billowing high, revealing his hideous, grotesque penis, and forcefully
pressing it down on the beautiful woman.
"Ah…! No…don't…"
Xiaolongnu watched with a mixture of shame and anger, gritting her teeth, wishing she could kill them immediately.
"Brother, take it easy, don't ejaculate inside! I still want to have her child…" the burly man
shouted, watching the two men engaged in intercourse in the water.
"Idiot! Get away, I'll give it to you when we're done!"
"Remember this! If you ejaculate inside like before, I won't do it! Unless…unless you
bring me that fairy from a few days ago!"
"Get lost!"
Xiaolongnu secretly observed, and seeing the burly man walk away, she thought it was a good opportunity. However, she had to wait for the right opportunity; if she couldn't
kill him in one blow, she would be in danger.
"Hey, little lady, you're as beautiful as a flower, tonight I'll treat you well!" the skinny man teased
, his thrusts swift and pleasurable.
"Ah...no...help...oh...be gentle..."
"Hehe, little lady, you're already wet, hurry up and get wild with me..."
What a lively lovemaking scene, a pair of happy lovers, their moans urgent, their voices filled with wanton sounds, the water rippling.
Little Dragon Girl's face flushed, her heart pounding. Though she couldn't see clearly, the moans of lovemaking were like an aphrodisiac
, making her body hot and unable to resist. A man's underwear floated in from somewhere
, slowly landing on the back of Little Dragon Girl's hand.
"Ah, it's that lecherous thief's..." Xiaolongnu grabbed the underwear from behind, instinctively wanting to throw it away,
but then worried about attracting the skinny man's attention, and for a moment she held it tightly in her hand.
"Ah...oh...be gentle...it's going to kill me..."
"Haha...I'll fuck you to death, you slut..."
"Oh...sir, go slower...I can't take it..."
"Ah, isn't this rape? How come they..." Xiaolongnu saw the beautiful woman becoming more and more wanton, the two of them
acting like a pair of adulterous lovers, and she found it hard to accept, yet the passionate sex made her increasingly aroused
. In the dim reeds, the wanton moans made Xiaolongnu blush and her heart race, but she couldn't help but look,
her mind filled with shameful images, her slender hands unconsciously gripping the man's underwear tightly.
"Haha, little vixen, am I powerful?"
"Oh...powerful...you're so mighty...oh...please go easy on me...I can't take it anymore..."
"How could they do this...how shameless..." He had intended to rescue the woman, but
after their defilement, this was the scene before him. Seeing their passionate union, he felt utterly superfluous. How could he possibly
separate them? "How shameless! Doing this in the wilderness, so unrestrained and wanton. If
we make love here, no one will find out. We can really do whatever we want, even...even if it's utterly depraved, no
one will know." Little Dragon Girl panted softly, and for some reason, the image of her performing oral sex on Zuo Jianqing surfaced in her mind. That
day, it was pouring rain outside. If she had really been with him then...what a passionate night that would have been...
Little Dragon Girl felt unbearably hot, her smooth body slowly writhing in the water, her passion burning like fire. The alluring female body
seemed to be ignited by an aphrodisiac; what she needed now was a male body, their limbs intertwined, indulging in unrestrained pleasure. "Mmm..."
Little Dragon Girl's beautiful eyes closed, she murmured softly, the man's underwear in her hand somehow slipping between her snow-white legs, tightening
, pulling gently, tightening again, warm nectar spurting out, seeping into the man's underwear.
"Oh... you slut, you're so hot! I'm going to fuck you to death!" The thin man panted and lewdly laughed, his hips thrusting incessantly,
rising, thrusting, rising, thrusting... until the beautiful woman was dizzy and disoriented, moaning repeatedly.
"Ouch... Master... have mercy... I... I'm coming..."
What a despicable pair of dogs, utterly shameless. The man's ferocity had already
conquered the body and soul of the humiliated beauty; he believed that soon she would become his mistress, his sex slave, sinking into the abyss of lust. Not
far from them, the beautiful fairy in the reeds was already aroused. A slender hand had somehow slipped inside
her, her pearly teeth gently biting, her soft moans escaping her lips. Her body lay on its side in the water, curled and contracting. The river water slid over the little dragon
girl's fair flesh, her slender waist and plump buttocks swaying. Looking at her shy beauty, one wondered
what kind of scene was playing out in her mind with Zuo Jianqing. Her taut flesh trembled slightly in the water, every part white and beautiful,
except for a small section of gray-black men's underwear hanging behind her snow-white, plump buttocks, swaying slightly.
"Oh...oh...you slut...I'll fuck you to death..."
"Ah...Master...I can't take it anymore...I'm coming..."
"Hmm...Qing'er..." The little dragon girl's plump buttocks trembled, her delicate body flushed, as if she had entered a blissful, enchanting
dream, passionately making love with Zuo Jianqing.
"Ahhhhh!" A high-pitched moan rang out as the beautiful woman finally reached the peak of her carnal desire. Then, the man
's low growl followed, and the noisy water surface fell silent. Yet, silence spoke louder than words; one could imagine the
couple embracing, trembling as they released their genitals and ejaculated, engaging in the deepest, most profound union.
"Uh... Good Qing'er...!" Little Dragon Girl murmured, her delicate body trembling. Her jade feet kicked
tightly, sinking deep into the muddy water. Her beautiful face was flushed with desire, a mixture of pleasure and ecstasy.
The climax arrived as expected. With suppressed moans, hot vaginal fluid gushed out, filling the man's underwear.
It was a scene of hidden flow in the valley, a dreamlike journey of spring tide. She didn't know how much time had passed, but the afterglow of the climax still
flowed through her body. Little Dragon Girl gradually came to her senses, her heart filled with shame. Perhaps it was because she had ejaculated for Zuo Jianqing last time,
leaving such a deep impression of his large penis, that the object of her fantasy was not Yang Guo, but Zuo Jianqing!
How embarrassing, she was now his mother, thankfully he didn't know...
Amidst the soft sound of water, the thin man opposite had already withdrawn his penis and come ashore. In the distance, the burly man ran over excitedly, not even bothering to ask if
the thin man had ejaculated, and jumped down after pulling down his pants. The beautiful woman's moans rang out again, waves crashed
, and the two were instantly joined together.
Seeing the thin man walk away, and witnessing another round of passionate lovemaking unfold, Xiaolongnu felt a surge of heat within her,
yet also secretly rebuked herself for her shamelessness. Suddenly remembering that Zuo Jianqing had been searching for the mountain fruit and hadn't returned, she quickly straightened
her languid body and got up to go find him. However, the moment she turned around, she was shocked to see a naked
man sitting behind her. Ah! Xiaolongnu almost cried out in surprise—it was Zuo Jianqing! He was completely naked, his
large penis erect and throbbing, leaping out of the water like a small tower, his eyes staring straight at her, as if spitting fire.
"Qing'er…you…" Xiaolongnu was mortified, speechless. The thought that
he had seen her shameful state, especially calling out "Qing'er" during her climax, made her feel utterly humiliated. However
, seeing Zuo Jianqing's burning gaze and his large penis, Xiaolongnu's heart trembled again, and for some reason,
a desire arose within her.
"Mother, you really do love me," Zuo Jianqing said hoarsely, his eyes blazing. Before Xiaolongnu could
speak, Zuo Jianqing suddenly pounced on her, pinning her beneath him, and pressed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss
…
Chapter Twelve: Several Springs Come
The night was cool and clear, the water rippling, the small bay like a handful of melting daughter's heart, allowing the lovers to indulge in their passions
.
"Oh… Madam, how wonderful… give me a son…!"
"Ah… Master… oh… this servant… this servant already has a son…"
"Oh… oh… then… give me another one…!" The man embraced the beautiful woman tightly, his penis thrusting
relentlessly.
"Oh... Master, slow down... I... I'm coming again..."
"Ahhhhh!" A high-pitched moan echoed along the riverbank, but soon the lewd moans
resumed. In this desolate wilderness, a pair of adulterers were truly passionate and unrestrained.
Not far from them, another couple was secretly making out, an illicit affair brewing.
"Mmm..." Little Dragon Girl, her face flushed, was entangled naked with Zuo Jianqing, their deep kiss making it
hard for her to breathe. Her hot body was pressed beneath Zuo Jianqing, who freely caressed her, while she couldn't help but
entwine and rub against him. Little Dragon Girl, already aroused, was now full of spring and alluring.
"Mother, you're so beautiful..." Zuo Jianqing gazed at Little Dragon Girl affectionately after the kiss. The beauty beneath him
was now infinitely shy, not daring to meet his gaze, only blushing and whispering, "We... we mustn't be
discovered by those two."
"Hehe, don't worry, look how happy they are, they must be having a blast, let's join in!" Zuo Jianqing
chuckled wickedly. Instead of getting up, he pressed down on Xiaolongnu's smooth body, his hands roaming over her.
"Qing'er, don't be silly... uh...!" Before Xiaolongnu could finish speaking, she suddenly arched her jade neck and let out
a soft moan. It turned out that Zuo Jianqing's hand had slipped into Xiaolongnu's sensitive crotch, lewdly teasing her.
"Qing'er... ah... um... no..." Xiaolongnu struggled and moaned softly. The most sensitive and private
part of a woman was being played with by Zuo Jianqing, making her feel ashamed and wanting to faint immediately. "Ah, how could he...
so shameful..." Xiaolongnu gasped and blushed, but with her enemy lying beside her, she dared not struggle too much. In no time,
her body went limp.
Zuo Jianqing stared intently at Xiaolongnu, the beautiful fairy swaying beneath him, moaning softly. Her alluring and
seductive demeanor made Zuo Jianqing's breathing quicken, and his hands moved faster involuntarily. He leaned down and kissed Xiaolongnu
's lips again, passionately sucking them.
Another long, ecstatic kiss ensued. Zuo Jianqing embraced Xiaolongnu, rolling over and pressing himself against her smooth, delicate body. His hard,
throbbing penis was between their bellies, his chest pressing against Xiaolongnu's large, white breasts, his buttocks slowly rising and falling.
Throughout this, the two seemed like lovers lost in passionate intercourse, their kisses lingering.
The man's hands grew increasingly unrestrained; he brazenly caressed Xiaolongnu's large, white breasts, the amazing feel
prompting him to knead them vigorously. Xiaolongnu's exquisitely full breasts aroused his penis, making it even larger and harder.
He was intoxicated with excitement, oblivious to everything else, his hips thrusting even more wildly.
At this moment, Xiaolongnu lay naked in the bay, being repeatedly thrust into by a man. At first glance,
it looked as if the two were engaged in illicit intercourse. Her beautiful legs unconsciously parted, pressed against the man's waist,
her jade feet gently swaying, as if she wanted to rub against him, yet remained shy about letting him entwine her thighs.
In the pitch-black night, two couples hid in the reeds, indulging in wild passions. One couple was burning with passion, the other was like a gentle spring
breeze, one couple made lewd noises, the other murmured softly.
"Mother, let's do it too! Qing'er will possess you properly this time!" Zuo Jianqing twisted his waist and swayed his hips,
staring intently at Xiaolongnu's beautiful face, directly proposing to her.
"Ah! He, he actually wants to... what should I do?" Xiaolongnu was now flushed with desire, her whole
body limp. If it were an ordinary woman, she would have already abandoned all shame and joined Zuo Jianqing. Although Xiaolongnu
was gentle and kind on ordinary days, she always had her own principles and remained loyal to her husband both spiritually and physically.
Even if she longed for him, she would not easily have a relationship with other men.
The rapid moans beside her reminded Xiaolongnu of their predicament. If they were discovered, there would be no escape.
Yet, she had to appease Zuo Jianqing.
"Qing'er, listen to me. I am your mother now. What we are doing is immoral..." Xiaolongnu
said, struggling slightly. However, their skin was pressed together, their movements filled with ecstasy. Especially
the large, hot penis between their tightly pressed bellies, which made Xiaolongnu's slender waist sway and her heart flutter.
"Good mother, just once, just once, let Qing'er have you completely."
"Just...not even once! We can't...incest!"
"Hehe, my good mother, this is so exciting. Qing'er wants to commit incest with you." Zuo Jianqing squeezed
Xiaolongnu's fair and tender body forcefully. Her alluring, shy, and panting appearance made Zuo Jianqing's blood boil and his lust flare up.
He felt that there was no more beauty in the world like her. It was too tempting. His lower body was already throbbing with erection. He couldn't wait a moment longer;
he had to devour this delicate heroine immediately, using every position to fuck her until she couldn't move anymore, until he ejaculated until she knelt and begged for
mercy.
"My beautiful mother, your son can't wait any longer. He wants to taste the wonderful flavor of your body."
Zuo Jianqing said, slowly pulling his thick, long penis out of their bellies, the crimson glans probing between Xiaolongnu's legs.
"Um, we... we can't, we... we'll be discovered..." Xiaolongnu was filled with sorrow and shame, but her delicate body
was weak and powerless from Zuo Jianqing's ministrations, unable to struggle at all. She could only plead softly, "Good Qing'er, bear with it for a moment.
After those two leave, Mother, Mother will help you get it out..." Xiaolongnu didn't know that her submissive and coquettish demeanor
was no different from an aphrodisiac in the man's eyes, only further stimulating his desire. It was a case of being blinded by one's own involvement; the man before her
was even more forceful and lustful than he had been a few days ago, his lewd nature laid bare
. However, because of their mother-son relationship, Xiaolongnu, influenced by maternal instincts, gradually lost her senses and became entangled, unaware of her own depravity.
Under Zuo Jianqing's burning gaze, Xiaolongnu appeared alluring and infinitely shy, displaying the instinctive weakness and humiliation 　　of women in mating. Especially striking was the maternal glow and unspoken desire
emanating from her beautiful face , deeply moving him. He only wanted to merge with her, to indulge in passionate lovemaking, 　　to release all his pent-up essence into her, to repay her precious affection. 　　 "Mother, my great beauty! Hold me tight, and I'll make you my woman!" Zuo Jianqing grinned menacingly, 　　thrusting his hips forward, his large penis poised to explore Xiaolongnu's secret passage. 　　 "Ah, he...he's coming in...!" Little Dragon Girl exclaimed in surprise, her small hands hastily reaching for Zuo Jianqing's large penis. 　　Suddenly, she met Zuo Jianqing's expectant gaze, and for some reason, her heart trembled, unable to bear refusing. Little Dragon Girl sighed 　　softly, saying, "Qing'er, Mother knows your feelings, but I'm going to have to let you down..." 　　 Zuo Jianqing was in a frenzy at the moment, unwilling to listen. However, Little Dragon Girl's interruption brought him back to his senses, 　　realizing that forcing himself on her would really lead to discovery. For a moment, he hated that "demonic cultist." But the opportunity was too good to pass up, 　　how could he easily let go of this delicate beauty beneath him? What a kind and beautiful wife she was, 　　unable to even utter a word of reproach. Looking at her gentle and vulnerable appearance, he truly wanted nothing more than to ravage her to his heart's content. Zuo Jianqing stroked 　　Xiaolongnu's smooth white neck, saying with a regretful expression, "Qing'er is truly devoted to Mother, but Mother doesn't accept it, and Qing'er 　　is so heartbroken! Since that's the case, Mother must make it up to you!" 　　 "Qing'er, it's good that you understand, Mother... Mother will make you feel good..." Xiaolongnu said shyly, 　　her heart finally at ease. She lowered her head and began to slowly manipulate Zuo Jianqing's lower body. 　　 "Oh, good... Mother is serving me, Qing'er feels especially excited! Harder... yes... oh... 　　like that...!" 　　 "Qing'er, you... keep your voice down, don't let those two hear." Xiaolongnu was ashamed to death, but her hands 　　obediently increased the pressure, the heat of that thick, long penis penetrating her palms, almost too much to hold, her heart 　　pounding with anxiety. 　　 "Ah...good mother, quick...use both hands...hold tight...oh! Qing'er...move a little!" 　　Zuo Jianqing twisted his buttocks, his large penis going in and out of Xiaolongnu's hands, making a "squelching" sound. He 　　was actually using Xiaolongnu's hands as a vagina, ravaging her! 　　 "Qing'er...you...!" Xiaolongnu was ashamed and embarrassed, and could only tightly grip the hot penis in her hands, letting 　　Zuo Jianqing excitedly ravage her. The most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, the peerless fairy of Zhongnan Mountain, was actually doing such a depraved 　　thing with a man here. Xiaolongnu's delicate body trembled slightly, her heart both nervous and excited. "Qing'er, he 　　looks so excited, his big thing...is really big...even bigger than a few days ago!" 　　 Zuo Jianqing's buttocks kept thrusting, and Xiaolongnu's delicate face flushed red, her jade body twisted, and her beautiful eyes 　　gradually became hazy. 　　 The penis thrust faster and harder, each thrust sending thick pubic hair slamming against Xiaolongnu's 　　delicate white hands. With the momentum, his large scrotum slapped against her smooth hands. This obscene scene 　　made Xiaolongnu's body writhe restlessly. The slippery, large penis, which she couldn't grasp no matter how hard she tried, grew increasingly hot. Her long, 　　beautiful legs were now wrapped around the man's legs, clinging and demanding. The penis thrust harder and harder, and her beautiful 　　hands could no longer hold it. Xiaolongnu moaned softly, her whole being becoming increasingly alluring and seductive. Instinctive desire 　　ignited deep within her body; her lower abdomen contracted and tightened intermittently, her plump buttocks rubbing restlessly against the fine sand at the bottom of the river. 　　 Zuo Jianqing, his face flushed, continued thrusting relentlessly. Suddenly, he stumbled, his massive penis 　　shoving Xiaolongnu's hands away, the hot glans slamming directly onto her belly. "Ah…!" Xiaolongnu let out 　　a soft moan as the large, crimson glans pierced her, and she rolled around with Zuo Jianqing. 　　 Just then, high-pitched moans echoed from the reeds opposite, the two lovers reaching another 　　peak of lust. Xiaolongnu, her passion surging, was startled by their cries of climax and immediately embraced Zuo Jianqing tightly, her long 　　legs clamping him between her thighs, clinging to him tightly. Xiaolongnu could no longer resist her lustful desires 　　, and when the man asked for a kiss again, she kissed him without hesitation. 　　 After a long while, Xiaolongnu and Zuo Jianqing's lips slowly parted, while the two in the reeds opposite, unaware of what had happened...

"Hou left." Zuo Jianqing took a deep breath, looking at the alluring Xiaolongnu beneath him, and whispered, "Mother, your
body is so captivating, Qing'er can hardly control himself."
"Qing'er... let's go ashore..." Xiaolongnu lay there limply, unable to muster any strength.
"Good Mother, Qing'er hasn't ejaculated yet!" Zuo Jianqing whispered in Xiaolongnu's ear, "
Qing'er has never forgotten that night, Mother, give Qing'er another breastjob!"
As he spoke, Zuo Jianqing climbed up and brazenly sat on Xiaolongnu's chest, like riding a horse. He placed his thick
, long penis between Xiaolongnu's plump, white breasts, and thrust forward, the hot glans poking against Xiaolongnu's
chin.
"Oh... Qing'er... Mother can't make another mistake..."
"Squeeze tighter, Mommy's going to start breastfeeding!"
"No... Qing'er, get ashore first, Mommy will get it done for you..."
"Hehe, Mommy's just teasing Qing'er. If you don't give Qing'er breastfeeding, Qing'er will ejaculate on her own!" Zuo
Jianqing slid down to Xiaolongnu's chest, suddenly reaching out to spread her legs. With a sway of his hips, his long, thick penis
approached Xiaolongnu's vulva.
"Ah...! Qing'er... you...!" Xiaolongnu was terrified, but had no strength to struggle. The hot
glans slowly parted her pink labia. The pressure at the tip made her vaginal canal contract sensitively, yet it was slowly stretched open. Xiaolongnu
was intoxicated, thinking to herself that she would finally lose her virginity to Qing'er tonight. Her heart was filled with tension, worry, anticipation, and shame
. She didn't know how she would face Guo'er after tonight.
"Hehe, my beautiful mother, you won't escape my grasp tonight! I'll make you wish you were dead!" Zuo
Jianqing took a deep breath, about to plunge in and rape the beauty he had been dreaming of, when suddenly he heard a whooshing sound beside his ear
. Unable to dodge in time, he was struck on the head by a heavy object, instantly becoming dizzy and falling backward.
"Haha, I knew you little bastard were cowardly! You thought you could hide and I wouldn't find you?" A figure
leaped out of the woods, laughing triumphantly. It was none other than the skinny man.
"Qing'er, what's wrong?" Xiaolongnu was shocked and quickly propped herself up to help Zuo Jianqing.
He lay there unconscious, blood gushing from his head.
"Huh? There's someone else… uh!" The skinny man saw Xiaolongnu get up and was about to attack, but as soon as he reached the water's
edge, he froze. Good heavens, what a scene! It was as if a naked fairy had fallen
to earth. Her snow-white body glowed under the moonlight, her devilishly smooth curves perfectly showcasing
the beauty of the female form. Her dark hair, wet and glistening, draped over her shoulders. Her slender waist was so delicate it seemed one could grasp it with a single hand, and her plump,
round buttocks were enough to make a man's blood boil instantly. As the fairy turned around in alarm, her bare upper body was exposed to the man
's view. Oh my god! Even in the dim light, those two large, white breasts were extremely conspicuous! Was this
real? How could there be such a large, white pair of breasts? He had never seen anything like it in his life!
"So...so big!" the thin man murmured to himself, drooling. His penis was
rapidly erecting at a visible speed.
Little Dragon Girl's presence was exposed. She couldn't care less about Zuo Jianqing for the time being and hurriedly went ashore to put on her clothes.
A white robe concealed Xiaolongnu's stunning figure. The thin man gradually came to his senses, shaking his head, feeling
utterly unreal. A completely naked fairy was presented perfectly before him, her ample breasts and buttocks dazzling him
. Could it be that Heaven had truly blessed him with the Moon Goddess Chang'e, allowing him
to enjoy a life of unparalleled bliss? He couldn't let his foolish second brother know about this; this beauty was for him alone
! Yes, he would hide her away, imprison her, and have his way with her several times a day—that would be a life of divine bliss
! The thin man was captivated by Xiaolongnu's beauty, indulging in neurotic fantasies, completely forgetting that just days
before he had been no match for her in a one-on-one fight.
Xiaolongnu, meanwhile, was also deeply worried, concerned for Zuo Jianqing's safety, and dared not act rashly. Unwittingly
, Xiaolongnu noticed the skinny man's erection and realized that this
scoundrel had probably seen her body. She felt a surge of shame and indignation.
"What a beauty, one in a hundred years! Now that your husband is dead, why not come with me? I guarantee
you'll be happy every day!"
"Shameless scoundrel!" Xiaolongnu spat.
"Hehe, it's too early to call me shameless. There's more to come. When I've fucked you until you're in ecstasy
, let's see what you have to say then!" The skinny man threw away his knife, stripped naked, and
approached Xiaolongnu with a lewd grin, a veritable lecherous demon crawling out of a den of iniquity.
"Beautiful lady, take my 'Dragon Claw Hand' to grab your breasts!" The skinny man grinned wickedly, his menacing claws
reaching for Xiaolongnu's high breasts!
"You scoundrel!" Xiaolongnu cursed under her breath and quickly dodged. Her body was weak and limp, and her movements were much slower than usual
. In this exchange, the villain actually managed to brush against her chest. A wave of
pleasure washed over her as she felt a surge of anger, but there was nothing she could do.
"Good...good! These are truly deadly breasts! This old man is in for a treat today!" the skinny man yelled,
excitedly lunging forward, specifically targeting Xiaolongnu's chest.
After several exchanges, Xiaolongnu inwardly groaned. Zuo Jianqing's humiliation had rendered her unable to use even
a fraction of her strength. Not only had she been taken advantage of by this villain, but she had also nearly been subdued. Xiaolongnu desperately wanted to escape but had no way to do so.
She wondered if she was destined to fall into the hands of this lecherous man and suffer endless humiliation. Overwhelmed with sorrow, Xiaolongnu was caught off guard,
and the skinny man's hand grabbed her chest again. The former heroine had now fallen to such a state; Xiaolongnu wished she
could die.
Having succeeded in his first move, the skinny man circled behind Xiaolongnu and ruthlessly covered her with his other hand. He
embraced her from behind, his dirty hands slipping under her armpits, grabbing and kneading her high, firm breasts forcefully.
"Oh...! So good!" the skinny man howled excitedly, the wonderful touch of Xiaolongnu's breasts driving him mad,
wishing he could crush them. His erect penis pressed against Xiaolongnu's plump buttocks, and he began to thrust on the spot.
This ugly state of his was beyond description, even a reincarnated lecher wouldn't be enough to describe him!
"You...ah...stop it...!" Xiaolongnu was overwhelmed with anger and humiliation; the scene before her almost
made her faint. She thought of biting her tongue to commit suicide, but suddenly her body trembled and she couldn't move. It turned out the lecherous man
behind her had acupunctured her pressure points.
The thin man excitedly placed Xiaolongnu on the grass, quickly stripped himself naked, and,
with his large penis erect, leered at her, saying, "Beauty, watch how I subdue you! Tonight I'll fuck you to death!"
As he spoke, he swung his hips and straddled Xiaolongnu, eagerly grabbing at her breasts. Xiaolongnu closed her eyes, crystal
tears streaming down her cheeks.
Just then, she heard the thin man scream, then he rolled off, clutching his bleeding shoulder,
looking at the pool where he had been standing with lingering fear. Xiaolongnu also opened her eyes and saw a naked
man standing in the pool—none other than Zuo Jianqing.
"So it was you, you little bastard! I should have chopped you down earlier!" The thin man was filled with hatred. He picked up
the precious sword from the ground, eager to use it, but seemed hesitant to approach due to Zuo Jianqing's hidden weapons.
Seeing that Zuo Jianqing was still alive and had saved her again, Xiaolongnu felt slightly relieved. Unable to get up or speak
, she couldn't help Zuo Jianqing and could only pray silently.
"You dog slave! You ruined my plans! I'll make you wish you were dead!" Zuo Jianqing's tone was icy, his killing intent palpable
. His once handsome face was now covered in blood, contorted in a grotesque expression.
The thin man, intimidated by Zuo Jianqing's aura and wary of his hidden weapons, thought to himself that fighting this brat to the death wasn't
worth it. He'd rather find a secluded place and enjoy some passion with the beauty.
"Hmph! I'm too lazy to bother with you, hehe... wait until I've got your delicate little wife,
then let's see if you'll still have the face to show your face in public!" The skinny man swept Xiaolongnu over his shoulder and laughed as he sped away.
Zuo Jianqing followed, his mind reeling, a jumble of thoughts flooding his head, as if countless
voices were whispering in his ear. Even with his exceptional lightness skills, Zuo Jianqing had to force himself to concentrate to avoid losing her.
Under the moonlight, two naked men chased after a woman, their bare buttocks swaying
, vying for possession of her body. A cold wind blew, yet their erect penises remained stubbornly
thick, a testament to the woman's allure! What if they could become friends, sharing
this woman, writhing and mating freely? What a sight that would be!
The skinny man, carrying Xiaolongnu, ran frantically, sweating profusely and panting heavily. He wanted to find a place to immediately have his
way with Xiaolongnu, but he couldn't shake off Zuo Jianqing. He wanted to turn back and eliminate Zuo Jianqing, but he
was extremely wary of Zuo Jianqing's hidden weapons. "Hmph, I'll hide in Nanshan City first and see how he finds me! When it's light, I won't be afraid of
his hidden weapons. I'll definitely sever this little bastard's tendons and ligaments, and have my way with this little lady right in front of him! Whew, my dick is so
swollen, it's so uncomfortable. I should find a place to enjoy myself first. Such an alluring beauty, I must give her
a good, satisfying blast! No, I'll just fuck her all night long, vent my frustration, do whatever I want!" The skinny man
became more and more excited as he thought about it, and couldn't help but reach out and squeeze Xiaolongnu's plump buttocks hard.
Meanwhile, Zuo Jianqing followed the thin man all the way to Nanshan City, but couldn't
find him. In the pitch-black night, the intricate city offered no clues, so he stamped his foot and started searching in a random direction.
Nanshan City was an ancient city with a population of over a hundred thousand. It was relatively backward and dilapidated, and the locals relied on the mountains for their livelihood, with
many herders. The spring grass hadn't yet grown, and every livestock yard was still piled high with haystacks, the tall haystacks resembling small
, rounded hills, full and round, like a woman's breasts.
In an inconspicuous livestock yard, several haystacks formed a warm corner, the dry grass thick and soft, completely
concealed. This was originally a warm den for hunting dogs, but now the dogs lay unconscious beside their dens, which were occupied by a man and a woman.
The man was thin and naked, possessing an unusually large penis, thick
and erect, exuding a menacing aura. Before him lay a woman in white, so beautiful, so pure,
like a daughter of heaven. Clearly, the man was about to mate with her!
The thin man trembled as he unbuttoned Xiaolongnu's robes, revealing expanses of snow-white skin. The thin undergarment could barely
conceal her high, full breasts. The thin man's eyes widened, he took a deep breath, and
ripped off the last shred of clothing covering Xiaolongnu's chest. The next moment, his breath caught in his throat; he could only hear his heart pounding. Ah, those steaming,
large breasts! So white, so enormous, so breathtaking! The scent of flesh and the waves of milk washed
over him, leaving him, like a naive child, stunned and bewildered. He had only vaguely seen them before; nothing
could compare to the awe he felt now! This exquisite thing, which could only be imagined in dreams, even if experienced only once, would
be enough to make his life worthwhile! The skinny man took a deep breath, grinned lewdly, and pounced...
In the dim moonlight, a naked man and woman lay intertwined, inseparable. The man's head was buried in the woman's high
breasts, his hands trembling as he groped the smooth, white flesh beneath him, his whole being visibly aroused. He suddenly
shuddered, spreading the woman's two smooth thighs to his waist, then placing one of
her white calves on his buttocks. He reached down to their genitals, his buttocks rising high. The man was about to begin intercourse
. One hand guided his long, thick penis, the hot glans parting the wet vulva, slowly grinding and
squeezing.
The surroundings were quiet, as if brewing an impending storm. The hunting dog nearby snorted
, slowly waking up. It saw the man who had knocked it unconscious in the kennel. From its perspective, that despicable
human was shamelessly pinning a fair-skinned female beneath him, his long, ugly, and grotesque penis, its large, rounded
glans pressing against the soft, moist flesh of her vulva. He held his partner's plump, white buttocks with both hands, his waist
thrusting, the massive glans slowly squeezing into the tight, juicy vagina.
The moment of intercourse was approaching; the man gripped her buttocks tightly, roared, and
thrust his enormous penis downwards with force…

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