【The Purple and Green Twin Beauties】(19)

The two sisters , Zi and Qing, (19)
were very affectionate with each other, but whose white-haired old man was he?
Since the two sisters forcibly rescued the dwarf old man from Zhendao Prison by violent means and took him out of the city, causing the
Chang'an government to suffer heavy losses, the commotion was too great. The Chang'an government was unable to deal with the situation for a while, and scouts went out everywhere,
making a great commotion in Chang'an, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. After discussing with Physician Qiao and Elder Song, Xin Yi
felt it was inappropriate for the two sisters to continue staying at the Physician's residence, given their previous appearance at the Tizhendao Prison. In case
the authorities launched a large-scale manhunt, not everyone at the Physician's residence possessed the martial prowess of Xin Yi and Zhi Yi, allowing them
to break through without fear.
Fortunately, the Physician's residence had a pill-refining facility in the northern suburbs of Chang'an, only a day's journey away. It was currently the turn
of the Physician's junior disciple to take over its care for a month. It would be better for the two sisters to accompany him and stay for a few days, allowing the entire
Physician's residence to avoid the limelight.
By this time, Elder Song's broken leg had greatly improved. According to Doctor Qiao, there was no need to continue medication, and he could return
to the Beggars' Sect branch to recuperate. Xin Yi and Zhi Yi no longer needed to protect Elder Song; their mission of escorting him
was considered complete. After the agreement was reached, no one hesitated any longer. The two sisters immediately packed their bags, and Doctor Qiao also sent
someone to summon a young disciple to prepare for their departure.
Soon, the young disciple arrived at the front hall. Upon seeing him, they were surprised to find that he was a pockmarked child of about thirteen years old,
much shorter than Zhi Yi by more than half a head. The two sisters were taken aback by his appearance. Doctor Qiao smiled slightly and explained that this child
was an orphan he had rescued a few years ago during the smallpox epidemic. His name was Ma Karong, and the pockmarks on his face were
from that time. While recuperating at the Doctor's residence, Doctor Qiao saw that he was well-behaved and intelligent, and being orphaned and helpless, he
took him in as his apprentice.
Zhiyi smiled sweetly at Ma Karong, about to greet him, but Ma Karong didn't even look at her, immediately
standing aside with a serious expression. Seeing this, the two sisters were too embarrassed to ask any further questions and could only walk together to the carriage provided by the Doctor's residence
. After the driver instructed the servants to load the sisters' and Ma Karong's belongings into the carriage... Doctor Qiao walked
to the carriage again and gave Ma Karong some detailed instructions. The two sisters, who had been waiting by the carriage, then boarded and slowly
left the doctor's residence, heading with Ma Karong to the alchemy workshop in the northern suburbs.
The two sisters and Ma Karong were strangers, and Ma Karong, upon boarding, immediately adopted a composed and serious demeanor, closing his eyes to rest
. Zhiyi, seeing this, felt annoyed and remained silent throughout the journey.
Zhiyi had previously heard Doctor Qiao mention that the alchemy workshop in the northern suburbs was located in a remote mountain village, so she planned to buy
some pastries and candied fruits to take there. Not long after, when the carriage passed a
small market near the city gate that specialized in selling pastries and candied fruits, Zhiyi asked the driver to stop. The carriage quickly stopped in
the open space in front of the small market. Dozens of tents were set up, each with a carpet in front displaying baskets
of pastries and candied fruits, looking incredibly tempting.
Zhiyi alighted from the carriage, leaving Xinyi and Makarong inside. The small market was bustling with business.
Many ladies and aunties were haggling over prices. The vendors, seeing a young and beautiful girl,
started calling out loudly. Actually, Zhiyi hadn't really decided what kind of pastries or candied fruits she wanted to buy, but seeing
how lively it was, she felt quite pleased. She strolled around, heading towards the stall with the loudest call
.
"Girl!" "We have shortbread, snowflake cake, mung bean cake, almond brittle, peanut butter, and many other things here
. Please take a look." The middle-aged shopkeeper lifted a bamboo curtain, revealing baskets of pastries hidden behind it. "
Wow, you have a complete selection of pastries here." Zhiyi looked at the quantity and variety of pastries and candied fruits and asked curiously, "
These things probably aren't easy to buy elsewhere, right?" The shopkeeper replied, "To be honest, young lady, if I were to take these pastries
to the inner city to sell, the price would definitely be higher than here. It's just that the inner city is in turmoil right now..." Zhiyi originally liked these
pastries and snacks, and thinking that the alchemy room was located in that small village in the northern suburbs, she figured she probably couldn't buy these things there either, so she couldn't
leave. Undeterred by the inconvenience, she crouched down to examine the various pastries closely. Just as she did so
, the curved knife, which had been hanging at her waist and concealed by the hem of her clothes, fell to the ground. Zhiyi had no choice but to
remove the knife from her belt, place it across her thigh, and then continue crouching, asking the price of each pastry. She then stroked
her fair chin, pondering how many of each type she should buy.
Although it was late autumn, the weather near Chang'an had been extremely hot for the past few days, and Zhiyi was only wearing a
thin, light purple silk robe. She squatted down, placing the curved knife on her lap, the blade pressing against the lower edge of her breasts
, pushing half of her snow-white, high breasts outside her silk dress. From the middle-aged shopkeeper's perspective
, he could see most of Zhiyi's full, delicate breasts, even the pink, round areolas
were faintly peeking out. The middle-aged shopkeeper was completely stunned, his eyes wide open.
After a long while, the shopkeeper suddenly introduced to Zhiyi: "These pastries inside are half price today,
young lady, would you like to take a look?" Zhiyi said: "Really?" So she leaned forward even more, selecting
pastries and snacks from the inside of the carpet. Under this forward-leaning posture, Zhiyi's breasts were almost completely exposed to the middle-aged shop
owner, even the pink nipples were clearly visible. The shop owner couldn't stop swallowing his saliva
.
In just a short while, five or six men in the market had noticed Zhiyi's exposed breasts and lingered around the pastry stall
, all their eyes fixed on Zhiyi's exposed snow-white breasts. One of the
men, an old man in his sixties, was secretly peeking at Zhiyi's breasts when his gaze drifted downwards and fell upon
the curved knife that Zhiyi had placed across her thigh. He let out a soft "Eh..."
At the same time, Xinyi, sitting in the carriage, suddenly felt a strange sense of alertness. Although
the feeling was faint, it still filled her with vigilance. Xinyi raised her eyebrows slightly, lifted
the carriage curtain, and looked towards the market. She saw Zhiyi surrounded by five or six large men. Startled, she immediately
got out of the carriage and walked towards Zhiyi. Upon reaching her, she immediately used a secret telepathic communication technique to warn Zhiyi.
Startled and momentarily stunned, Zhiyi, not wanting to cause any further trouble, stood up, casually selected some pastries, and asked the
middle-aged shopkeeper to wrap them up. Under the disappointed gazes of the shopkeeper and the five or six men, she and Xinyi
returned to the carriage.
Seeing the two sisters return to the carriage with wary expressions, Makarong, who had been serious, couldn't help but chuckle.
He then straightened up, looking Yu Zhiyi up and down, and said: "I didn't expect you to look sixteen or seventeen
, not young at all, yet you're as greedy as a little child. You clearly know we're leaving the city today to avoid the government's
wrath, but you can't control your appetite. I only learned today a saying..." "Don't judge a book by its cover," and that applies to
you perfectly...
Zhiyi's shopping for pastries and snacks hadn't gone well, and she was already in a bad mood. Hearing Makarong's words, she was even angrier,
but couldn't find a reason to retort. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, revealing a row of silver teeth, and she said, "Little brat, you're only twelve or
thirteen years old. Don't pretend to be an adult and lecture me. Of course, you can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a bushel
!"
Makarong retorted with an air of maturity, "Your childishness is childishness. No matter how old you are or how high your martial arts skills are, if
you act like a little kid, you're still just a childish little kid who needs someone to clean up your mess...
Sigh! Are you just being argumentative?" In a fit of anger, Zhiyi leaned over and grabbed Makarong's ear, snorting
, "You little brat, let me tell you straight, I'm seventeen this year, at least four years older than you. You
'd better call me 'sister' today, no matter what
!" "Ouch, that hurts!" Makarong cried, clutching her ear. "Hurts? Why would I pull you if it didn't hurt?" Zhiyi
tightened her grip, snorting, "Call me 'sister' now! If you don't, I'll pull harder... Are you going to call me or not
?" Seeing Makarong wince in pain but remain stubborn, Zhiyi tightened her
grip even more.
At this point, Xinyi couldn't stand it anymore. She stepped between Zhiyi and Makarong, glaring at Zhiyi, and said, "Have
some restraint! Stop pulling, or your ear will fall off!" Zhiyi withdrew her delicate hand and said to Makarong, "Hmph!
From now on, you have to call me 'sister,' understand? You little brat!" Makarong pouted, snorted, and remained silent
. Seeing this, Zhiyi became even angrier, but her sister's intervention prevented her from retaliating. She
secretly vowed to herself that one day she would find a way to break this brat's pretentious act.
As the carriage traveled north, Zhiyi grew increasingly angry. She pouted, glared resentfully at Makarong and Xinyi
, and pulled back the curtains to look outside. Xinyi found it amusing, shook her head, and, following Makarong's example,
closed her eyes to rest as the carriage swayed.
Amidst the commotion in the carriage, the two sisters had no idea that Zhiyi's act of getting out to buy some pastries would indeed lead to
trouble. It turned out that the curved sword used by Fei She, after Fei She's death, was indeed a fine sword,
so Xinyi gave it to Zhiyi to carry and use. Unexpectedly, she was recognized while buying pastries and candied fruits at the market in the north of the city. Xinyi's
strange, wary feeling stemmed from sensing the malice in the man's eyes.
It turned out that the old man who recognized the curved sword was named Yuan Wu. He wasn't a government henchman, but he was Fei She's master and a close friend of Copperhead Dragon, an elder of the Mangshan
Sect. Because he lived in Chang'an City with Fei She and they were in frequent contact
, he immediately learned of Fei She's murder and the loss of one of the sect's five treasured swords.
After seeing Zhiyi carrying the Cold Moon Sword at the market in the north of the city, Yuan Wu followed the sisters' carriage from a distance. Once the carriage reached
a small village in the northern suburbs, he inquired and learned it was the Divine Physician's alchemy room. He then rode swiftly to Lantian County to inform Fei
She's master, Tong Tou Jiao. Upon arriving at Tong Tou Jiao's residence, familiar with the place, he greeted the gatekeeper and
entered the main hall.
The gatekeeper hurriedly approached and respectfully said, "Master Yuan, please wait a moment. I'll inform you again from inside." Before
the gatekeeper could even enter the house to report... A cough was heard, and a loud voice said, "No one visits the temple without a reason, Elder Yuan.
You're a busy man, what brings you to my humble abode? What good news do you have?"
A robust old man, about sixty years old and nearly six feet tall, with a face like a red date, his hair in a bun, and a
full beard, slowly emerged from the inner courtyard. This robust old man was Copperhead Dragon. Copperhead Dragon invited Yuan Wu to sit down and ordered a servant
to bring tea. A bowl of clear tea was placed on the table, and the two drank and talked.
Yuan Wu stroked his beard, sized up the Copper-Headed Flood Dragon, and seeing that his expression was normal, he clearly didn't know about Flying Serpent's death
, so he began to speak: "Old friend, you're right, I do have something to tell you. I've come to deliver a message." As he spoke,
Yuan Wu hesitated slightly: "There's something..."
The Copper-Headed Flood Dragon chuckled, interrupting Yuan Wu, saying: "Given our friendship, just speak frankly, why hesitate
?" Yuan Wu said: "Alright, don't get angry or impatient after hearing this..." The Copper-Headed Flood Dragon said: "Old friend, no need for beating around the bush,
just say it!
Ah... I'll tell you now. Your apprentice, Flying Serpent... he was killed, and his sword, Cold Moon, was stolen."
Upon hearing this, Copperhead Flood Dragon's face immediately changed, and with a cry, he crushed the teacup in his hand. However, after
a moment, he calmed down and said, "Ahem... this wicked disciple...
it's one thing that he committed evil deeds in the martial world in his younger days; which of us in the underworld doesn't have a few lives on our hands, or hasn't broken some woman's chastity? Sigh
... but he disregarded the distinction between Chinese and barbarians, willingly becoming a lackey of the government, and was killed. He brought it upon himself; he
deserved to die. It has nothing to do with me, his master." Having said this, he closed his eyes.
Yuan Wu also sighed. Although Copperhead Flood Dragon spoke thus, Flying Serpent was indeed his disciple. Yuan Wu and Tong Tou Jiao had been
friends for many years, and Yuan Wu knew his old friend was extremely protective of his own.
He knew Tong Tou Jiao must be heartbroken to hear of his disciple's death. So even though Tong Tou Jiao had been making empty promises and now had his eyes closed, Yuan Wu continued the conversation,
recounting in detail his encounter with Zhi Yi at the market in the north of the city, and the subsequent pursuit to the alchemy room in the northern suburbs of the Divine Physician's Mansion
.
After Yuan Wu finished speaking, he took his leave. Tong Tou Jiao sat alone in the flower hall for a while, thinking that even if it weren't for
his disciple, he had to retrieve the Cold Moon Sword of his sect, the Mangshan Sect. He sighed deeply and summoned his attendant.
The servant boy prepared their luggage...
The two sisters had been in this small village for several days. The alchemy room in the northern suburbs was quiet in the afternoon. Only the occasional chirping of crickets 　　and
the soft rustling of red leaves in the autumn breeze filled the air. 　　 This tranquility, however, inexplicably annoyed Zhiyi, who loved excitement. Moreover, for the past few days, Makarong 　　had stayed in the alchemy room all day, only occasionally appearing briefly at mealtimes. She hadn't even had a chance to bother him, making 　　Zhiyi feel unbearably bored. Just as she was about to strike up a conversation with Xinyi, she saw Xinyi propping herself up on her hand and leaning against the table, taking 　　a nap. Zhiyi was furious, and remembering Makarong's annoying expression, she gently pushed open the door 　　and headed straight for the alchemy furnace in the backyard, determined to dig Makarong out and teach her a lesson no matter what. 　　 Zhiyi rushed to the furnace door, didn't knock, and simply pushed it open with a "bang." The 　　room was filled with the smell of herbs, and she saw Makarong sitting slumped next to a bronze figure, looking utterly astonished. 　　It turned out that Makarong had been studying the acupuncture point bronze figure, and Zhiyi's sudden appearance startled him, causing him to collapse to the ground. 　　Seeing Makarong's disheveled appearance, Zhiyi couldn't help but giggle and say, "Little devil, when your sister comes to visit this alchemy furnace 　　, you must kneel to greet me, and your posture must be proper." Makarong was speechless with anger, only thinking how 　　could there be such an unreasonable and domineering woman in the world... Slowly getting up from the ground, ignoring Zhiyi, she picked up the fine needles again and 　　turned to study the acupuncture point bronze figure. Zhiyi couldn't help but snort coldly at this. 　　 However, Zhiyi was still a young girl at heart and was very curious about unfamiliar things. Entering this alchemy room for the first time 　　, she saw that besides the alchemy furnace, there were two strange high-legged reclining chairs with four armrests on the left and right sides in front of the furnace, 　　and the shelves were filled with all sorts of strange things. Zhiyi picked 　　one up and played with it for a while, asking and guessing its use and function. Although Makarong was unwilling, she 　　answered them one by one. Zhiyi spent almost half an hour flipping through the pages, and through her question-and-answer session with Makarong, 　　much of her frustration dissipated. Unbeknownst to Makarong, his physical ailment had also 　　gradually subsided during that time. 　　 Zhiyi wandered around until she reached the two strange reclining chairs and asked, "Why do these chairs have so many armrests 　　and such high legs? What are they for?" Without turning her head, Makarong replied, "Those are acupuncture chairs 　　, used to adjust the patient's posture to facilitate needle insertion." 　　 Zhiyi exclaimed "Oh!" and walked over to the acupuncture point bronze figure. The figure was wrapped in 　　red cloth around its waist and groin. Makarong was practicing needle insertion repeatedly using various techniques such as drilling, pricking, and hooking. Zhiyi 　　watched with interest. Makarong practiced from the Fengfu and Fengchi acupoints at the hairline, to the Tianzong acupoint on the shoulder, the 　　Jianjing, Jianzhongshu, and Jianwaishu acupoints on the back, and the Neiguan and Tianshu acupoints around the abdomen, demonstrating 　　skillful technique. Although Zhiyi wasn't a medical practitioner, her knowledge of acupuncture points in internal martial arts was quite profound. Seeing 　　Makarong's accurate acupuncture point identification at such a young age, she secretly admired him. 　　 Just as Zhiyi was secretly admiring Makarong's skill, Makarong suddenly stopped and turned to look 　　at Zhiyi expressionlessly. Seeing this, Zhiyi asked, "What are you doing, kid? Why did you suddenly stop?" 　　 Makarong coldly replied, "Next up are the acupoints on the lower genitals: Henggu, Qichong, Yinlian, Wuli, and Huiyin . 　　Isn't it rather inappropriate for a young lady to be here?" Zhiyi was taken aback, her face flushed, and she snorted, "I've practiced martial arts since childhood 　　. What don't I know about the 361 acupoints on the human body? You practice yours, I'll just watch." Actually, Zhiyi's blush wasn't 　　because Makarong told her it was inappropriate for a young lady to be here, but because she realized she had already done everything, so 　　what was inconvenient about it? What was inappropriate? But he couldn't just tell Makarong like that... 　　 Seeing that Zhiyi wouldn't leave, Makarong had no choice but to turn around and pull down the red cloth covering the waist of the acupuncture bronze figure. The 　　acupuncture bronze figure was very realistic, but perhaps to facilitate needle practice, the phallus 　　was a bit small in proportion. Zhiyi couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle at the strange shape of the figure's genitals. Makarong ignored 　　Zhiyi and began practicing with his long needles, inserting needles from Shimen, Zhixie, Guanyuan, Zhongji, all the way to 　　Qugu. Although this wasn't martial arts and involved no internal energy, it was still quite skillful and fluid, a real treat to behold 　　. After the needle reached the Qugu acupoint, Makarong paused slightly, took a breath, and then moved his arm horizontally towards the Qichong, Wuli, Changqiang 　　, and Huiyin acupoints. 　　 Seeing this, Zhiyi couldn't help but exclaim, "Eh!" and said to Makarong, "Stop for a moment, I have something to ask you 　　. " 　　 Makarong stopped, clearly displeased, and said, "What do you want to ask? Speak quickly... don't interrupt my practice." 　　 Zhiyi paused for a moment and said, "My master taught me from a young age that there are seventy-two vital points on the human body. Of these, forty-eight are 　　generally not fatal when struck, but the remaining twenty-four are fatal acupoints, commonly known as 'death points.' These death points are 　　concentrated in four areas: the head and neck, the back, the chest, and the lower abdomen, with six in each area." In a life-or-death struggle, striking 　　a vital point with internal force is fatal. Even a blow to a vital point from a weapon without internal force will cause numbness and unconsciousness 　　. My master even composed a mnemonic rhyme to help me remember this vital point in the lower abdomen. 　　 As she spoke, Zhiyi recited the rhyme... "Changqiang will cause the body to fall, Wuli will surely cause the soul to die, Huiyin will cause death at nineteen..." This 　　long string of words happened to be exactly where Makarong was about to apply acupuncture. 　　 Makarong turned her head and replied dismissively: "My master said that the acupuncture techniques and acupuncture philosophy of our Qiao Shenyi lineage 　　are different from ordinary acupuncture techniques and the principles of treating diseases are quite different." Most quack doctors focus on treating the symptom, like treating the head when it hurts and the foot 　　when it hurts. Our lineage of Dr. Qiao emphasizes a holistic approach, prioritizing the balance of 　　the body's vital energy and pathogenic factors to maintain harmony. Stimulating acupoints is also a way to create this balance. After saying this, Ma Karong glanced sideways 　　at Zhiyi, which ignited her anger. 　　 Zhiyi continued, "Even if Dr. Qiao's theory is correct, my master said that these acupoints are 　　fatal if touched deeply by external force. How can you not injure the patient when you use long needles to puncture these acupoints like Wuli and Huiyin?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Karong narrowed her eyes and replied: "Most quack doctors use methods like needle pricking and bloodletting, or make
moxa rolls from medicine and apply them to acupoints. These methods lack control over the pressure. Our lineage of Dr. Qiao, however, uses ancient tonifying and purging techniques
—delicate needling operations. Our ancestors, through long-term medical practice, observed that diseases
often involve excesses or deficiencies in the body or organs, as the saying goes, 'All diseases arise from deficiency and excess.'
They derived the principle of 'tonifying deficiency and purging excess,' and created various techniques to achieve these balances." The acupuncture I
'm practicing now, targeting the Wuli and Huiyin acupoints, uses appropriate techniques to stimulate Yang energy to replenish vital energy and expel pathogenic factors.
At this point, Makarong suddenly paused... then continued: "According to my senior brother, it can also enhance male potency and treat
erectile dysfunction... What do you, a young woman, know?" She then turned away with a disdainful look, ready to continue practicing.
Seeing this, Zhiyi became even angrier, thinking, "What do I not know about aphrodisiacs..." Just as she was about to retort, the door to the alchemy furnace
opened with a "whoosh," and two people walked in. It was Xinyi leading in a tall, burly,
bearded old man carrying a bamboo basket for gathering herbs. She said that this herb-gathering old man was there to sell herbal materials to the alchemy room.
It turned out that while Zhiyi and Makarong were arguing, Flying Serpent's master, Copper-Headed Flood Dragon, had disguised himself as the herb-gathering old man
and come to the alchemy room in the northern suburbs. He was trying to sneak into the alchemy room first to find the sect's treasured sword and then avenge his disciple. Xinyi opening the door
to let guests in was exactly what he wanted, so he followed Xinyi into the alchemy room.
As soon as the Copper-Headed Flood Dragon entered the alchemy room, he was immediately struck by Xin Yi's beauty
. Then, seeing Zhi Yi, a beautiful young woman dressed in light purple silk, with a full bosom and a slender waist, he was overjoyed. He wasn't exactly
a respectable person to begin with. Although he didn't indulge in womanizing like his disciple, Flying Serpent, and willingly serve as a lackey for other races, he was
quite dissolute and unscrupulous in his youth, having committed acts of rape and murder before his death. Otherwise, how could he have taught
such a beastly disciple as Flying Serpent? The Copper-Headed Dragon glanced at the Cold Moon Sword, its sect's treasured blade, hanging at Zhiyi's waist.
Just as it was about to put down the herb-gathering basket and seize the sword, a figure flashed before its eyes, and its lower body went limp as Zhiyi had struck
its pressure points. It was about to fall to the ground when two soft little hands supported it, preventing it from collapsing.
Zhiyi said, "Sister, help me take this old man's bamboo basket down and then help him to that high-legged recliner on the left..."
Xinyi didn't understand Zhiyi's reasoning, but she did as she was told, helping the Copper-Headed Dragon to
sit on the recliner and placing the two herb-gathering baskets beside it.
At this moment, the Copper-Headed Dragon was completely unaware of what weakness he had revealed.
He was filled with regret for being subdued without making the first move when he saw Zhiyi smiling sweetly at him, saying, "Uncle, I'm sorry... could
you do me a favor? I have a disagreement with this brat about acupuncture points. I'll press the Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian points on your lower body first
, and let this brat try to see if he can undo it. Even if no one undoes it, the points will naturally become unobstructed in an hour...
You don't need to worry too much..."
The Copper-Headed Dragon was stunned. It turned out that he hadn't revealed a weakness and been discovered, but rather that this mischievous girl had used him as a guinea pig
. He was also a martial arts expert, so he knew exactly which pressure points he had been acupunctured. Thinking that Zhiyi hadn't
lied to him, he felt somewhat relieved and said to Zhiyi, "This little favor is nothing, please do as you please..." Zhiyi
smiled and thanked him. Seeing Zhiyi's charming and radiant smile, the Copper-Headed Dragon could only smile wryly to himself.
Only then did Xinyi realize why Zhiyi had acupunctured the old man. Although she
found Zhiyi's mischievous and outrageous behavior very inappropriate, she had always doted on her younger sister since childhood and didn't stop her, simply
standing aside with a slight frown.
Zhiyi then turned to Makarong, who was still stunned by the sudden turn of events, and said: "I sealed
the acupoints on the Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian in this old man's lower body. The corresponding points to be released are Henggu, Qichong, Yinlian, and Huiyin. I don't need you to
demonstrate any kind of righteous-evil balance... or aphrodisiac... or anything like that. As long as you can use what you said, and use the ancient
acupuncture tonification and purgation techniques to release the old man's acupoints, then you won't have lied to me, and you'll have won."
Upon hearing this, Ma Karong flew into a rage, saying, "What's wrong with releasing the acupoints... What the hell did I lie to you about? Fine, I
'll release them!" He turned to retrieve his needle case... After retrieving the needle case, he turned to Zhiyi and said, "Don't think I'm being provoked by your childish
tricks. I'm just doing this for the reputation of our Divine Physician's Mansion..." Zhiyi chuckled, "Yes, yes, you
little brat, you think you can represent the Divine Physician's Mansion at twelve or thirteen? Release them first..."
Xinyi and Tongtoujiao, also martial arts experts, shared Zhiyi's view on acupoint sealing and release—that internal force sealing could only
be released with internal force. They were also curious about Ma Karong's claim that acupuncture could release acupoints. Although Tongtoujiao was Zhiyi and
Ma Karong's test subject, he also had some expectations for the so-called acupuncture techniques of the Divine Physician's Mansion.
Makarong approached the Copper-Headed Dragon, carrying the needle box. After observing it for a moment, she frowned slightly and turned to Zhiyi, saying, "It's not that my
Divine Physician's acupuncture techniques are inadequate, but I'm too young and lack the skill to perform acupuncture through clothing like my master and senior brothers. This
old man is so strong, and I'm too weak to lift him up and remove his clothes. You should help me remove his
clothes." Zhiyi chuckled and said, "It's good that you know how to back down. I'll help you." She turned to the Copper-Headed
Dragon and smiled, "Old man, I'm sorry to offend you..." before turning to help him remove his clothes. Unfortunately, the Copper-Headed Dragon was over six feet tall and
unusually large and sturdy, probably weighing nearly three hundred pounds. Zhiyi alone couldn't manage it, and Xinyi had to
help. The two of them finally managed to remove the Copper-Headed Dragon's pants. After removing the pants, the Copper-Headed Dragon's dark
skin, strong and powerful legs, its limp, nearly six-inch-long, thick, black penis, and its
scrotum the size of a meat bun were revealed. Thick, curly black pubic hair grew densely from its anus to around its navel.
Upon seeing this, both sisters felt their hearts race and their faces flush slightly.
Makarong added: "The Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian acupoints extend from the sides of the chest to the lower abdomen; the upper garment should also be removed."
Xin Yi and Zhi Yi had no choice but to continue, blushing. Fortunately, taking off a shirt on a recliner was much easier than taking off pants. The sisters untied
the belt of the Copper-Headed Dragon, pulled down the short cloth shirt, and removed the Copper-Headed Dragon's clothes in a few quick movements, revealing the
broad chest muscles and thick arms covered with the same long black hair.
Seeing that everything was in place, Makarong said respectfully, "Old man, I apologize." After Tongtoujiao nodded in response
, she stepped forward and began inserting needles into the Qimen and Zhangmen acupoints on the chest side of the Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian. The Qimen and Zhangmen acupoints were
successfully needled with skillful and precise technique, earning silent approval from Xinyi and Tongtoujiao. However
, when she reached the Zuwuli acupoint at the root of the thigh, Makarong hesitated for a while, fiddling with it for a long time before finally inserting the needle. When it came to the Changqiang and Huiyin acupoints
, she hesitated even longer, probing the acupoints with her hand for a long time before finally inserting the needle. After a long while, until even the pockmarks on her face were
sweating, she turned to the two sisters timidly and said, "This old man's penis and scrotum are too big, they're blocking the acupoints.
Could you help me lift them up a bit?"
The two sisters and Copperhead Dragon were all stunned. Zhiyi put her hands on her hips and snorted, "Kid, if you're
not good at your craft, just say so. What kind of excuse is that?" Maka Rong blushed slightly and was about to retort when she heard Xinyi say, "I
'll help you." She then stepped forward, bent down, and extended her fair and soft hands to support Copperhead Dragon's dangling penis
and scrotum. Zhiyi glared at Xinyi with her almond-shaped eyes and let out a snort... Makarong
glanced gratefully at Xinyi, then pushed the Copper-Headed Dragon's legs apart again, continuing to search for the Changqiang and Huiyin acupoints
.
But this time, the Copper-Headed Dragon and Xinyi's sensations were completely different from before.
Under the gentle caress of Xinyi's warm, smooth hands, the Copper-Headed Dragon's penis and scrotum experienced a gentle, irresistible pleasure, which seemed to make
the still-drooping penis swell even larger and pulsate slightly. Xin Yi, of course, also noticed
the change in the Copper-Headed Dragon's lower body. Holding his scrotum, her slender fingers gently slid across his skin. Her eyes were
brimming with tears, and her charming face flushed crimson. She couldn't help but clench her buttocks twice, feeling a sticky wetness in her lower body
. A wave of tingling sensation washed over her, and her legs went weak, almost causing her to collapse.
After a while, just as Xin Yi and the Copper-Headed Dragon were lost in their own world, the Copper-Headed Dragon suddenly cried out in pain
. It turned out that Ma Ka Rong had misplaced the needle, piercing the flesh. Ma Karong lowered
his head and said awkwardly, "This old man's body hair is too thick. My skills are insufficient, and I cannot find the acupoints..."
Zhiyi chuckled upon hearing this, about to tease him, but Xinyi, unwilling to have any grudges with the Divine Physician's Mansion, immediately interjected
, "It's not your fault that the old man's body hair is too thick, Brother Ma. Your needling techniques at the Qimen and Zhangmen acupoints
were exquisite. It's not easy for someone so young to have such skill and cultivation. Sister, you and Brother Ma can be considered evenly matched this time
."
Upon hearing that Xinyi was making glutinous rice balls, Zhiyi felt that ever since her sister arrived at the alchemy workshop in the northern suburbs by carriage
, she had always been biased towards Makarong and not towards her. A surge of anger rose within her, and she angrily
declared: "No way! Today we must settle this with a real contest..."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhiyi suddenly reached out with lightning speed,
sealing all of Xinyi's acupoints on the Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian before she could react. While Makarong and the Copper-Headed Dragon were utterly astonished, she immediately helped Xinyi to the right side of the
high-legged recliner and swiftly removed all of Xinyi's inner and outer clothing. Just as Xin Yi was about to reprimand and stop Zhi
Yi, she suddenly heard Zhi Yi say, "Hey, sister, why are you so wet down there..."
Xin Yi looked up and saw Copperhead Dragon and Maka Rong staring wide-eyed at her naked body, their gazes fixed
on her wet genitals. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, she could only close her eyes and feign weakness.
Copperhead Dragon and Maka Rong were also stunned by this turn of events, but their gazes were immediately
drawn to Xin Yi's fair, slender, and shapely body. Although the Copper-Headed Flood Dragon's acupoints were sealed, making it difficult for him to move his lower body
, he hadn't forgotten the purpose of his visit to the alchemy room in the northern suburbs. He was still resentful about Zhiyi sealing his acupoints
. But seeing the scene now, he knew that it was just Zhiyi being arrogant and willful
, so he relaxed and watched with interest.
The shock of this scene was different for Makarong. After all, he was only a thirteen-year-old boy, and he had never seen
such a fragrant and sensual scene. At thirteen, a time when boys are most prone to puberty and development,
Makarong seemed to have been struck on the head with a hammer. He was truly in a daze, his mind wandering, his eyes unfocused and
blank, his crotch bulging, and even drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, Zhiyi slapped him from behind, causing him to stumble and nearly fall to the ground. Zhiyi
chuckled, "You little brat, you have so many excuses, like your scrotum is too big, or your body hair is too thick. Now I'll sacrifice
my sister; she has no body hair and hardly any scrotum. If you still can't unblock the Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian, you're not allowed to
make any more excuses."
Hearing what Zhiyi said, Makarong simply nodded blankly, picked up the needle box,
and walked to Xinyi's side, intending to begin needling the Qimen and Zhangmen acupoints on her chest. Looking up, he saw Xinyi's snow-white, jade-
like, high, firm breasts right before him, the pink nipples seemingly still slowly hardening and enlarging. Her well-proportioned
figure was fully revealed, and her long, flowing hair cascaded down her rounded shoulders. Makarong's hands, holding the needles,
trembled involuntarily, unable to perform the needling technique. After a short while, Zhiyi let out a soft hum. Only
then did Makarong forcefully regain her composure, reluctantly shifting her gaze from Xinyi's subtly fragrant and shapely breasts
. With trembling hands, she carefully and cautiously completed the needling of the Qimen, Zhangmen, and Xiawuli acupoints beside her lower abdomen. At this moment, Xinyi
also opened her eyes, giving Makarong an encouraging look. Upon seeing Xinyi's beautiful eyes, Makarong's pockmarked face turned
bright red, as if about to bleed. She dared not meet her gaze, lowered her head, picked up the needle box, and turned to Xinyi's lower abdomen.
Next, the lower limbs and perineum are located in the private area between the thighs. Makarong approached Xinyi's two long
, snow-white legs, trembling all over as she reached out to support her knees and spread her legs apart. Xinyi
let out a shy, coquettish moan, causing Makarong's blood to rush and almost causing her to fall. Looking down, she had
a complete view of Xinyi's pink labia and anus between her thighs. Xinyi's labia were
hairless, and moistened by her vaginal fluids, they appeared even more delicate and pink. Makarong was seeing this young girl's smooth private parts for the first time.
At this moment, he was so shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth, completely forgetting about the acupuncture point release. He stared intently
at Xinyi's vulva, his hands reaching towards Xinyi's labia, slowly caressing them. At this moment, Xinyi was also feeling a surge of heat, an exciting
pleasure rapidly arising from her lower body, her upper body trembling slightly,
her hazy moans and groans coming in fits and starts... Xinyi's pink labia were already wet, her clitoris swollen and protruding.
After touching her labia and clitoris a few times, Makarong's fingers were also glistening with the moisture from her vaginal fluid. His fingers probed downwards, touching two soft
labia. He gently pressed and explored Xinyi's labia, causing more nectar to overflow. Xinyi's snow-
white body trembled violently; her clitoris and labia seemed to swell further, and the opening of her vulva widened,
revealing glimpses of pink buds. Upon seeing this, Makarong could not resist such temptation. Completely
powerless, his lust reached its peak. His breathing became heavy, his crotch bulged, and his fingers
teased and prodded around Xinyi's vulva, making the area around it wet, slippery, and muddy. Under Makarong's caresses
, Xinyi couldn't help but let out soft moans, her cheeks flushed, and her alluring eyes half-closed, half-open.
Zhiyi, watching from the sidelines, had somewhat anticipated this scene and was mentally prepared, but when she
actually saw Makarong caressing Xinyi's clitoris and vulva, she still couldn't help but feel a strange surge of desire
, even a deep-seated urge. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Makarong's prominent bulge in his pants
, and she felt a warm, wet sensation about to well up from her own vulva. A tingling sensation ran through her, and her legs involuntarily
began to twist. With her large, watery eyes, Zhiyi gazed tenderly at Makarong, who was using her fingers to probe Xinyi's genitals.
Suddenly, she felt that Makarong didn't seem so repulsive anymore.
Hearing Makarong's heavy breathing, Zhiyi couldn't help but lean closer, witnessing the lewd scene. She
felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her mind no longer at peace. She could feel the love juices flowing between her legs, her full
breasts rising and falling, her cheeks flushed, and her whole body tingling with desire. Unconsciously, Zhiyi glanced at Makarong with eyes full of longing,
and Makarong, as if possessed, turned her head and met her gaze. The lust in their eyes was no longer
concealed. Zhiyi could no longer control herself. Her hands wrapped around Makarong's waist from behind, and Makarong
's penis immediately stiffened. Although it was through his pants, Zhiyi could feel it.
Zhiyi rested her chin on Makarong's shoulder, and through the thin silk clothes, she
slowly rubbed her already erect nipples against Makarong's back. She reached down to Makarong's waistband, untied the belt, and the pants slid
down. His penis, extremely engorged, sprang out. Zhiyi wrapped her left arm around Makarong's waist, and reached out
with her right hand to grasp the tip of his penis. She couldn't help but let out a surprised exclamation... It turned out that although Makarong was young, his penis
was quite large, over seven inches long. Zhiyi held the round glans in her right hand and whispered in Makarong's ear
, "You little brat, don't you want it to feel even better?" Makarong stammered, "I...I..."
But Zhiyi had already used her small hand to stroke the penis a few times, and said in a soft voice, "Oh!" "Little brat, you may be young, but you're
incredibly hard..."
This was the first time a woman had touched his penis. The soft, warm hands felt incredibly comfortable and stimulating,
incomparable to his own. He couldn't help but make soft "hum...hum..." sounds. Zhiyi then
bent her other hand down, gently rubbing Makarong's scrotum and testicles, asking, "Does it feel good?" Makarong couldn't
speak, only vaguely responding with a "hmm." Zhiyi continued asking, slightly increasing
the speed of her thrusting. After only about ten thrusts, "Ah...ouch...you...you..." He was, after all, only a thirteen-
year-old boy, and the stimulation from Xinyi and Zhiyi was far too much for him. A tingling sensation shot through his glans,
causing his whole body to tremble. Thick, white semen gushed out rapidly from his glans. The scalding hot semen
sprayed directly onto Xin Yi's labia. Xin Yi's pert, white buttocks trembled incessantly, her head tilted back, her toes
raised.
After a while, Zhi Yi noticed that Ma Ka Rong's thirteen-year-old hard penis hadn't softened, so she
began stroking it back and forth with her right hand. She saw Xin Yi with seductive eyes, biting her lip in a coquettish manner. He couldn't help but
smile, and said softly to Maca: You feel good, but my sister is not comfortable yet... Then she held
Maca's waist with her left hand, moved it forward, and with her right hand, most of Maca's seven-inch-long meat stick was inserted
into Xinyi's already overflowing vagina, which was warm and greasy. As soon as Maca's glans entered, it was
tightly clamped by the tender meat in the vagina. As Makarong's penis entered Xinyi, her pretty face flushed red, and she let out wanton,
seductive moans: "Ah...ah...oh...so good..." Her beautiful hair
swayed with the movement of her body.
Makarong had ejaculated his virgin semen a while ago, so he was less sensitive now, but he was inexperienced after all,
and could only clumsily thrust in and out, causing Xinyi's labia to flip open and close. "Oh...oh ...um...don't stop!" Xinyi's full, white breasts 　　swayed back and forth
with each heavy thrust from Makarong .
After about thirty thrusts, because Makarong always thrust deeply to
the hilt, Xinyi felt so comfortable in that short time that she was drenched in sweat, her vagina contracting excitedly, and
she moaned softly.
Xinyi felt the intense pleasure of the glans rubbing against the tender folds of her vagina. After Makarong thrust about ten more times
, she couldn't help but reach orgasm. At the same time, Makarong's penis tingled, and he ejaculated into Xinyi's vagina
, lying on top of her, panting heavily. Stimulated by Makarong's thick, hot semen, Xinyi
closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and gasped for breath. A stream of vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina, overflowing
and flowing down towards her anus.
Makarong lay on top of Xinyi, barely breathing, when her hands instinctively grasped Xinyi's breasts,
kneading her flawless, white skin. The soft, smooth texture felt incredibly comfortable. Her fingers gently
pinched Xinyi's pink, erect nipples, then she lowered her head to suckle. Although Xinyi had just experienced an orgasm, she was still...
Unable to withstand such stimulation, she couldn't help but moan again... "Oh... Oh... Oh... Oh..." Her pretty face
flushed red, her breathing gradually became rapid, and she thrust her breasts forward to meet Makarong's sucking, her eyes hazy
, panting softly. Makarong's penis, which had just ejaculated and was still inserted in Xinyi's honey hole, immediately became hard again.
He gripped Xinyi's knees with both hands, raised her legs, and began to thrust heavily again with his buttocks rising and falling. Xinyi
also stretched out her white, lotus-like arms, supporting Makarong's buttocks, controlling the rhythm with each thrust. Her clitoris, the size of a peanut,
throbbed, and she murmured moans... "Hmm... Ah... Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... So numb... Faster...
" Streams of honey-like fluid flowed from her labia again.
Zhiyi, having just helped Makarong ejaculate and now witnessing this, was already incredibly excited, her body weak
and her fair legs unable to move. Seeing Makarong suckling at Xinyi's nipples, Zhiyi couldn't help
but knead her own firm breasts through her clothes. When she saw Makarong lift Xinyi's legs to begin
his thrust, she tried to step aside, but her legs gave way, and she fell onto the Copperhead Dragon, who was reclining on the left-hand chaise lounge. Her
small, white hand caught her, landing squarely on the Copperhead Dragon's already erect penis, which had been exposed to the sight of her
. Zhiyi turned her head and saw that the Copper-Headed Dragon's penis was black and fat, more than nine inches long. Her heart skipped a beat, and she let out a
soft "ooh" as she weakly collapsed into the Copper-Headed Dragon's arms.
The Copper-Headed Dragon, seeing that Makarong could perform three times in such a short time, was inwardly marveling at the advantages of youth...
...Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted in, and Zhiyi's soft, delicate body was already in his arms. This seasoned
veteran, without hesitation, immediately wrapped his arms around Zhiyi, resting her cheek against his shoulder. His eyes were slightly closed as he gently
felt the soft skin against hers. His hands then slipped inside her sleeves,
slowly sliding upwards along her smooth, satin-like skin. While doing so, he unbuttoned Zhiyi's... His left hand slipped under the collar of Zhiyi's clothes
, grasping and kneading her full, white breast. Zhiyi let out a soft gasp,
giving the copper-headed dragon a flirtatious yet reproachful look. Then, the copper-headed dragon's right hand also slipped inside, his rough fingertips lightly
tracing circles around Zhiyi's nipple. The moment his fingertips touched her nipple, Zhiyi trembled slightly, letting out a
soft moan, her face flushed... A blush crept across her face.
The Copper-Headed Dragon caressed Zhiyi's nipples for a while, then reached out and pulled off her outer garment,
revealing her firm, tender breasts. The pale pink areolas and erect nipples were alluring, causing the Copper-Headed Dragon
to take a deep breath. He felt Zhiyi's nipples slowly harden and stand erect between his fingers. He lowered his head and took the
pink nipple into his mouth, sucking and gently biting it, while simultaneously reaching out... He was about to untie Zhiyi's belt.
Just then, the Copper-Headed Flood Dragon noticed that his Mangshan Sect's ancestral Cold Moon Blade was tied to Zhiyi's belt. The Copper-Headed Flood Dragon
froze, inwardly chuckling bitterly: he had completely forgotten about this... He turned to look at Zhiyi, only to see her
eyes closed, her small mouth slightly open, her cute brows tightly furrowed... The Copper-Headed Flood Dragon immediately shook his head, pulled down his skirt and underpants
, revealing Zhiyi's pert, pink buttocks. Her flat stomach. And to his surprise, he discovered that below Zhiyi's snow-white abdomen,
on the small, hill-like mons pubis, there wasn't a single tuft of pubic hair. Her labia were tightly closed, pink and glossy—she was a top-quality
white tiger! The sight made the Copper-Headed Dragon's blood boil even more.
The Copper-Headed Dragon's hands gently caressed and tasted every inch of Zhiyi's youthful, fair, and shapely body,
his lips moving to her small mouth, sucking on her delicate tongue, his lower body rolling... The hot, hard penis rubbed against Zhiyi's firm, round
buttocks, occasionally sinking deep into her cheeks. At the same time, his hand reached down to Zhiyi's crotch,
finding it already wet. He gently rubbed the outer part of her vulva, then parted
her labia with his fingers, stroking her labia and clitoris up and down. First, he rubbed and massaged Zhiyi's erect clitoris, then continuously
pressed and rubbed it. Zhiyi felt... The Copper-Headed Dragon's thick fingers teased her clitoris, frequently
probing deeper into her vagina, sending waves of intense tingling sensations through her. Her vagina was already soaking wet, and she
began to writhe uncontrollably.
Feeling Zhiyi's soft, moist labia and erect clitoris, the Copper-Headed Dragon, though still unable to move his legs
, couldn't resist lifting Zhiyi's buttocks and turning her towards him. He positioned Zhiyi's vulva against his mouth. The Copper
-Headed Dragon first gently licked Zhiyi's labia a few times, then his tongue slowly moved until he took the protruding
clitoris into his mouth. He held the small, peanut-sized clitoris in his lips, and his tongue began
to lick it rapidly back and forth... Zhiyi was so comfortable that she began to moan loudly, "Mmm... Ahh..." Her vagina was
overflowing with fluid. In an instant, Zhiyi's whole body trembled violently, her pert buttocks rising, as if unwilling for the Copper-Headed
Dragon to continue licking her clitoris. After a long, soft moan, she reached the peak of her excitement.
The intense stimulation of the orgasm made Zhiyi's body limp and soft against the Copper-Headed Dragon, her red lips
slightly parted, panting heavily. Turning her head, she saw the Copper-Headed Dragon's nine-inch-long, angry, hard, thick, black penis right in front of her
. Zhiyi turned to the Copper-Headed Dragon with a bright smile, and tried to lick the glans with her pink tongue. Then,
she opened her mouth and took the glans into her mouth, her tongue constantly rubbing against the urethral opening. The Copper-Headed Dragon felt
its glans being surrounded by Zhiyi's warm, moist mouth, and it seemed to become even rounder and larger.
As Zhiyi licked, she released the glans and began to lick the shaft back and forth. Stimulated by this
, the Copper-Headed Dragon's penis trembled continuously. As the penis trembled, Zhiyi swayed her shapely buttocks,
dazzling the Copper-Headed Dragon, who almost swayed his head along with it. Suddenly, a thought struck him; he remembered
the pestle tied to the bamboo basket he had brought for gathering herbs. He quickly reached
for it. The pestle was round at the top, about seven inches long and two fingers wide. With his left hand supporting Zhiyi's buttocks
, the Copper-Headed Dragon pressed the pestle against Zhiyi's labia, rubbing it gently. Zhiyi felt a cool
, foreign object pressed against the entrance of her vagina. Turning around, she saw Copper-Headed Dragon holding a pestle. She gave him a coquettish glare
before turning back to continue licking his thick, dark penis.
After being rubbed by the pestle for a while, a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina. Copper-Headed Dragon then used his hand to wipe away the fluid...
He smeared the juice onto the pestle, then slowly pushed it into Zhiyi's honeypot.
"Ah... um... um!" Zhiyi moaned, her body going limp, the penis slipping out of her mouth, her pretty face pressed against
the Copper-Headed Dragon's thickly hairy genitals. Her body grew increasingly hot. The sensation in her honeypot was incredibly stimulating
, and honey juice flowed continuously. Unable to suppress her lust, she reached back with her left hand, pressing it against her left breast, rubbing her pink
nipple. Seeing this, the Copper-Headed Dragon increased the speed of the pestle's thrusting. After a few moments of thrusting, Zhiyi cried out in a lewd voice, "
Ah...ah...I...I can't take it anymore!...Take it out...take it out...I don't want this..." The Copper-Headed Dragon
paused, then obediently withdrew the pestle from Zhiyi's honeyed orifice.
Zhiyi, panting heavily, slowly got up, turned around, spread her long, snow-white legs, straddled the Copper-Headed Dragon's waist
, and took his hands, pressing them against her breasts. Holding the copper-headed dragon's fleshy rod with her small hands, she gently
rubbed the glans against her labia a few times, then slipped the copper-headed dragon's rod onto her honeyed entrance and slowly
sat down on the more than nine-inch-long, thick fleshy rod. Her fair and slender waist twisted continuously, her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling, her thin
red lips slightly parted, and she murmured: ...Ah...so big...I really can't take it...Oh...Oh... ...Ah...A
wave of intense pleasure washed over Zhiyi. Her shapely buttocks swayed a few times, and the Copper-Headed Dragon's massive, thick penis plunged entirely into Zhiyi's narrow,
warm honeypot. Zhiyi let out a long breath, glanced at the Copper-Headed Dragon with seductive eyes, and leaned
down to kiss its massive, blood-red mouth. The Copper-Headed Dragon's tongue also cooperated, slipping into her cherry-like mouth
, their tongues like two tails... Their bodies intertwined like serpents.
At this moment, the Copper-Headed Dragon's thick, fleshy rod had swollen to its limit, filling Zhiyi's entire honeypot, reaching right to her
core. Zhiyi clung tightly to the Copper-Headed Dragon, her shapely buttocks beginning to move up and down. Her honeypot gripped the thick rod tightly
, waves of orgasm washing over her. "Ah...ah...ah...it's killing me," she murmured, her pleasure overflowing
.
"Hmm.../Little girl, is it good?" the Copper-Headed Dragon asked indistinctly, enjoying Zhiyi's warm, tight embrace
. Zhiyi, also thrusting, answered intermittently, "Good...I...I...I feel so good...
" The sounds of "slap...slap...slap" echoed in the alchemy chamber. With each rise and fall of Zhiyi's shapely buttocks, the thick, black
pubic hair of the copper-headed dragon slapped against her sister's delicate, protruding clitoris. Copper-Headed Dragon, breathing heavily,
gasped, "Ha...ha...ha!" He couldn't resist trying to mount her, but his legs were still sealed by acupoints. He could only reach down to lift Zhiyi's
shapely buttocks, trying to increase the speed of her thrusting. Just as his right hand was about to touch her buttocks, Copper-Headed Dragon
realized that the pestle, soaked with Zhiyi's juices, was still in his hand.
With a quick movement of his left and right, he forcefully shoved the entire pestle into Zhiyi's anus.
Stimulated, Zhiyi's lower body convulsed, and she cried out in a high-pitched, lewd voice: "Ah...ah
...old man...you...you...what are you putting in...ah...ah..." But as Copper-
Headed Dragon's thick, black penis continued to thrust in and out of her honeyed orifice... As Zhiyi's moans grew louder, she no longer
bothered to investigate what was inside her anus. Her honeypot overflowed with fluid, and her buttocks
swayed rapidly up and down. The copper-headed dragon rolled its eyes in pleasure, its penis feeling the tightening sensation from Zhiyi's warm, moist honeypot
, as streams of vaginal fluid flowed from her, soaking both of their lower bodies. Just then...
After Zhiyi swayed nearly a hundred times, the Copper-Headed Dragon growled, "I'm coming..." He raised his hands and firmly
grasped Zhiyi's erect breasts, kneading them forcefully with all five fingers until Zhiyi gritted her teeth and gasped for breath
. The Copper-Headed Dragon panted heavily, its urethral opening releasing a stream of hot, viscous semen that shot into Zhiyi's flower
core. This ejaculation lasted for a full ten breaths, leaving her feeling ecstatic. The unparalleled, ecstatic sensation sent the Copper-Headed Dragon
soaring to the heavens.
Zhiyi's flower core was continuously spurted with the Copper-Headed Dragon's scalding semen; a large gush of hot semen filled her tight
, moist orifice, her face flushed, her expression dazed. A moan seemed to be caught in her throat, her delicate body
trembled violently, her orifice contracted sharply, and a surge of heat flowed out with the intense pleasure of an orgasm. Zhiyi Yi closed her beautiful
eyes, indulging her body, letting wave after wave of intense pleasure wash over her from her honeypot and breasts. Her long,
jade-like legs were wrapped around the lower body of the Copper-Headed Dragon, her small mouth open as she panted softly.
After half an hour, the acupoints on the Copper-Headed Dragon's legs had released on their own. He looked at the beautiful girl who had fallen into a deep sleep in his arms due to the continuous orgasms, and at
Maka, who was sleeping together on another recliner. Rong and Xinyi were overwhelmed
with mixed feelings. After lying there blankly for a while, Rong slowly got up, gently placed Zhiyi on the recliner, and then
turned to take a deep look at the Mangshan Sect's ancestral Cold Moon Blade that had fallen into Zhiyi's clothes. He dressed, picked up his
bamboo basket for gathering herbs, and prepared to leave.
Just then, Zhiyi, who was fast asleep, suddenly turned to her side. Her copper-headed dragon eyes glanced around and saw the person pounding
herbs… The pestle was still inserted in Zhiyi's anus, but about two inches of it were protruding. The Copper-Headed Dragon suddenly
smiled slightly, bent down, and slowly pulled the pestle out of Zhiyi's anus, causing Zhiyi to whimper in her sleep. Then
, he carefully put the pestle in his bosom, picked up the clothes on the ground to cover Zhiyi's delicate body, pushed open the door
, and left the alchemy room in the northern suburbs of the Divine Physician's Mansion.

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