The Four-Part Series of Fangcunguang: Spring Prince

On this day, at the gate of Shucheng City in Luzhou
Prefecture, the sound of hooves echoed as two fast horses galloped in, carrying a young man and woman. The man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a clear and bright demeanor, was Tang An, the disciple of the former martial arts lecher Situ Bao and the junior brother of Jiang Zixiang, the current number one lecher in the martial arts world, known as the "Flower-Picking Goddess."
The woman was a few years older than him, no more than twenty-four or twenty-five, and was Yang Mingxue, the renowned heroine of Ruyu Peak in Guilin, whose beauty was known throughout the martial arts world. She was dressed in white, her figure as white as snow, her demeanor elegant and graceful, her appearance dignified yet subtly heroic, making her even more charming. Her figure was even more mature than her pretty face, with both extreme fullness and suppleness, her body alluring and captivating, truly a beauty.
Ruyu Peak was a famous martial arts sect that only accepted virgins. With Yang Mingxue's beauty and virginity, countless lecherous men had long coveted her. However, despite her young age, she took over Ruyu Peak with genuine talent and skill. Not only was she proficient in swordsmanship, but she was also shrewd and capable, managing to overcome numerous dangers.
Tang An, from a lesser sect, traveled with Yang Mingxue, and there was a reason for this. Several months earlier, Yang Mingxue's junior sister, Yan Lan, had ventured down the mountain. One day, she shared an inn with Tang An, who unexpectedly spied on her while she was changing. Tang An, unlike his senior brother, was not fond of women, but upon seeing Yan Lan's body, he became captivated by her beauty. Later, Yan Lan was targeted by the "Flower Goddess" Jiang Zixiang, who plotted to capture her. Just as she was about to be raped, Tang An risked offending his senior brother, fought off Jiang Zixiang, and confessed his love to Yan Lan. The two then became intimate.
Later, Yan Lan brought Tang An back to Ruyu Peak, recounted the events to Yang Mingxue, and expressed her wish to stay with Tang An on Ruyu Peak. Although Yang Mingxue always doted on her junior sister, Ruyu Peak maintained strict rules, requiring only virgins to remain. She should have expelled Yanlan from the sect. Torn between two options, Yang Mingxue couldn't bear to do it and ultimately decided to let Yanlan stay, but if she became pregnant, she would have to leave Ruyu Peak. As for Tang An, he absolutely could not remain on Ruyu Peak.
Tang An and Yanlan were deeply in love; how could they be separated? Yan Lan pleaded desperately, but Yang Mingxue remained unmoved, saying, "Ruyu Peak is full of women. If we let him stay, it will inevitably cause gossip. Besides, Tang An's background is questionable. Although he is kind to you and rescued you out of righteousness, he is still a disciple of a heretical sect. Even if I trust him, can the other disciples trust him?" Yan Lan said anxiously, "But Senior Sister Yang, he... he is really good to me, he can't be a bad person..." Yang Mingxue said, "Is there a clear line between good and bad people? I don't think he's a wicked person either, but his character is unstable, and I'm afraid he's lustful. When he took her virginity, wasn't it a bit forceful?"
Tang An, upon learning this, went to Yang Mingxue and said, "Sister Yang's suspicion that I have ulterior motives is reasonable.
But I've even offended my senior brother. One move, 'Encircling the Desolate Peak,' left him covered in wounds. Isn't that enough?"
"Alright then," Tang An said, his voice laced with indignation. "I know you've been involved with many lecherous scoundrels and shameless bandits, and I know their hideouts. I told you, sister, to eliminate them. Let's see if my heart is biased towards lust or the righteous path."
Yang Mingxue wasn't looking down on Tang An, but hearing his resentful words, she quickly apologized. However, Tang An had indeed revealed the hideout of one of the most scourges of the martial world: the residence of Young Master Chun.
Since Young Master Chun was a pimp, he was naturally at odds with sects like Yu Feng that only accepted female disciples. Yang Mingxue had heard rumors that many wicked people wanted to use Young Master Chun to harm the sect's disciples. She also wanted to rid the women of the martial world of this menace, but Young Master Chun was elusive and difficult to track down.
Tang An said, "My senior brother is quite familiar with this Young Master Chun. He knows that he lives in Luzhou Prefecture and usually hides in a remote village outside Shucheng County. Sister Yang, I can lead the way to kill this scoundrel and rid the world of this menace. But what about my relationship with Alan?"
Yang Mingxue sighed helplessly, "Very well, if you really can't bear to leave her, I'll allow you both to stay. But since you're a man, you'll need a separate room and can't live with the other disciples." Tang An was overjoyed and immediately agreed.
So Tang An left Ruyu Peak and went for more than a month before returning to the mountain. He said to Yang Mingxue, "I've found out where Young Master Chun lives; he is indeed in Shucheng. Sister Yang, this fellow's martial arts are formidable. I'm afraid we'll really have to deal with him personally." Yang Mingxue nodded in agreement, packed her bags, and, led by Tang An, headed towards Shucheng. Yan Lan wanted to go with Tang An, but he refused, saying, "Young Master Chun is no ordinary person.
If your skills aren't up to par, it's best you don't go." Yan Lan persisted, shouting, "If you won't let me go, I won't let you leave either!" Tang An laughed, "Are you that reluctant to part with me?" Yan Lan hurriedly said, "No! No...no, although I am, but..." She glanced at Yang Mingxue, her expression uncertain.
Yang Mingxue smiled, "Junior Sister, don't overthink it. Would I steal your husband?" Yan Lan blushed and lowered her head, remaining silent.
The two persuaded Yan Lan to stay and headed straight for Shucheng. Along the way, Tang An was very polite and never showed any disrespect to Yang Mingxue. Yang Mingxue secretly observed his character but couldn't find anything wrong with him, feeling somewhat relieved. She thought to herself, "Although it was rash of A-Lan to choose this gentleman, at least her judgment is good. What if he were like Senior Brother?"
And so, the journey was uneventful.
Upon arriving in Shucheng that day, Yang Mingxue felt a sudden tightness in her chest as soon as she entered the city gate.
Her experience in the martial world told her that someone was watching her; the gaze was lewd and bold, as if lusting after her beauty, wanting nothing more than to tear her clothes off and enjoy her pure flesh. She secretly rolled her eyes, scanning her surroundings. Only Tang An rode alongside her, and there were no suspicious people on either side of the street.
Yang Mingxue thought to herself, "Is it Young Master Chun's doing? So many martial arts heroes have been unable to deal with Young Master Chun. Now that I'm going to confront him head-on, what are my chances of winning?"
She knew that Young Master Chun was incredibly powerful, and although she possessed extraordinary skills, she dared not be careless. She immediately whispered, "We're being watched." Only Tang An heard this. Tang An whispered, "It must be Young Master Chun's men. It's alright, they're always monitoring passersby at the city gate; they might not be after us." Yang Mingxue whispered, "It's always better to be cautious."
The two checked into an inn and went to their respective rooms. When Yang Mingxue entered the city, she dressed in ordinary women's clothing to avoid drawing attention. Upon entering the shop, she changed into fast boots and removed her outer garment, revealing her close-fitting outfit. Just as she put down her clothes, she suddenly heard a chuckle outside the window. A man said in a sinister tone, "Good little bitch, take off a little more!"
The words were malicious. Yang Mingxue swiftly drew her sword and rushed to the window, slamming it open. She saw a figure dashing away, wearing a gray jacket and trousers, moving with incredible speed, already far away. Yang Mingxue smiled coldly, then leaped out of the window, plunging diagonally from the second floor. Reaching within a few feet, she hurled an iron lotus seed; so fast that only a white line flashed, it struck the man, causing him to cry out in pain and fall to the ground.
The man collapsed to the ground, about to stand up, when Yang Mingxue caught up, pointing her long sword at his crown and shouting, "Friend, are you just going to leave like this?" Ding Chu looked up and saw the man looking at her, his eyes already rolled back. He had just managed to prop himself up when he froze, then suddenly collapsed again with a thud.
Yang Mingxue frowned, thinking, "I struck his 'life gate' acupoint, but the force wasn't enough to kill him. Could this man be so fragile?" Looking closer, she saw a faint glint of dark light on the side of the man's neck—a tiny, black needle, as thin as a hair, with only half an inch protruding from the flesh. Yang Mingxue thought to herself, "There are still people lying in ambush nearby. They were probably planning to deal with me, but they killed this companion first. If this is Young Master Chun's man, their methods are rather ruthless!"
Tang An, who had heard the strange noise in the shop, had also arrived and was startled when he saw the corpse. Yang Mingxue said, "Look at this man, is he one of Young Master Chun's subordinates?" Tang An squatted down to examine him and, upon seeing the black needle, said, "I can't discern this man's identity, but this deadly needle is undoubtedly the hidden weapon of Xing Wuying, the 'Night Spirit Needle.'"
Yang Mingxue pondered, "I've long heard that Xing Wuying possesses exceptional martial arts skills and works alone; he wouldn't be at Young Master Chun's beck and call." Tang An shook his head, saying, "While Xing Wuying might not be Young Master Chun's subordinate, he might still associate with him."
Upon hearing this, Yang Mingxue immediately understood, saying, "That's right. If Xing Wuying is also Young Master Chun's guest, he might be able to help him." Tang An said, "Indeed."
Yang Mingxue pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "This man tracked us to my door and made sarcastic remarks, which shows that our whereabouts have been exposed. Young Master Chun should already be on guard. The longer we delay, the more thoroughly he can defend himself. We should act now and deal with him. Young Master Tang, please lead the way."
Tang An smiled and said, "No problem." The two returned to the inn to get their horses and galloped out of the city again, heading straight for the west.
After galloping for more than twenty miles, they indeed came to a dilapidated village. The alleys were deserted, the houses were broken, and there was no sign of human life. Not even the barking of wild dogs could be heard.
The two dismounted at the entrance of the village, and Tang An drew his sword and led the way. Yang Mingxue looked around and thought, "This village is not far from the city, yet it is so desolate. I never imagined that Young Master Chun, with his notorious reputation, would hide in the outskirts of such a large city."
She followed Tang An to a temple. There was no plaque on the door, no gods or Buddhas in the hall, and the temple was covered with cobwebs and dust, making it impossible to tell what kind of temple it was. Just as Yang Mingxue was about to step into the temple, Tang An suddenly reached out to stop her, saying, "Sister, wait! You can't enter this temple. All this dust and cobwebs are traps set by Young Master Chun."
Yang Mingxue was startled upon hearing this. She had just stopped when a sudden gust of wind arose in the temple, whipping up white dust and sweeping towards the door. Yang Mingxue couldn't dodge in time, so she immediately held her breath and thrust her left palm forward, unleashing the vast power of the "Star River Palm," repelling the swirling dust and strange wind several feet away, preventing it from getting close. A cheerful voice called out, "Excellent skill! No wonder you are the number one heroine of Ruyu Peak!" As soon as the words were spoken, a yellow shadow shot out from the temple, and the gust of wind intensified, immediately breaking through the power of the "Star River Palm."
Yang Mingxue remained calm and composed. With a flick of her right palm, she deflected the attack with a move called "Cloudy Flow," its power ingeniously forceful, forcing all the dust back into the temple. She then struck with her left palm, blocking the opponent's palm strike, and both retreated. The yellow figure spun rapidly in the wind several times before suddenly stopping. The man, dressed in a yellow robe and with a yellow veil covering his face, had gentle eyes that seemed to hold a smile.
He politely bowed and said, "Young Master Chun, Miss Yang greets you!" Yang Mingxue returned the greeting, replying, "I am Yang Mingxue. I apologize for my intrusion." Young Master Chun smiled and said, "Of course, of course!" Although his face was hidden behind the cloth, his expression was still discernible. He had been all smiles, but suddenly his murderous intent was revealed. He shouted, "Tang An, what is your purpose in bringing outsiders here?"
Tang An flicked his longsword and said loudly, "You are my senior brother's friend of many years, but I have long since fallen out with him.
I'm sorry, but I'll borrow your life!" Without another word, he swung his sword and attacked. This move was chilling, like an ice sword, clearly a poisonous move from the "Xiao Ran Sword Technique."
Young Master Chun moved nimbly and gracefully dodged, shouting, "Fool! Even Jiang Zixiang doesn't dare to offend me. You dare to fight me?" Yang Mingxue retorted, "Fine, let me experience it!" She drew her sword and attacked, her sword as fast as the wind. Her first move was the "Divine Mist Sword," a unique skill of Jade Peak. A wisp of blue light flowed erratically from the tip of the sword, drawing out a series of dangerous moves, each one exquisite. Seeing Yang Mingxue make her move, Tang An stepped aside.
Young Master Chun praised, "Excellent swordsmanship! I've long heard of the many beauties of Ruyu Peak, and Yang Mingxue is the most outstanding among them. Indeed, she is extremely beautiful, and her swordsmanship is extraordinary. It was truly worthwhile for me to decline countless offers!" As he spoke, he gestured wildly, dodging each sword move. Yang Mingxue continued her attack, asking, "What countless offers?" Young Master Chun laughed, "Miss Yang, you possess a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, and you are also chaste, still retaining your virginity. Countless heroes are captivated by you, yearning to spend a spring night with you. Since you became famous, at least two or three hundred heroes have come to me seeking your hand in marriage..."
Upon hearing this, Yang Mingxue blushed and launched a furious attack. Young Master Chun moved with divine skill, darting freely amidst the flashing swords, and said, "Some offered a thousand taels of gold, others traded their family heirloom swords, but I refused them all. Alas, they have no idea that just thinking of my wife's name makes my manhood hard, and after a few more thoughts, I can't help but ejaculate. How could I bear to give in to them!"
Yang Mingxue knew he was deliberately spouting nonsense to disturb her mind, but she still couldn't help being angry. She simply suppressed her anger, instead focusing her attacks, watching Young Master Chun's movements, and unleashing increasingly fierce sword strikes, each aimed at vital points. Young Master Chun was forced to retreat by her relentless onslaught, panting heavily, looking quite disheveled. He cried out, "Wife, slow down! I can't take it anymore!"
Yang Mingxue ignored him, her "Divine Mist Sword" unleashing a series of ingenious moves, pressing forward relentlessly. Young Master Chun's eyes widened as he cried out, "I can't take it! I can't take it! My dear wife, you're flirting with me like this, it's making me hard down there, oh, oh..."
At this moment, while dodging sword attacks, Young Master Chun touched his groin, his eyes revealing a lewd expression as he stared intently at Yang Mingxue's body. Yang Mingxue, seeing his gaze fixed on her breasts, was filled with shame and anger, shouting, "Shameless lecher!"
She was furious, vowing to take Young Master Chun's life, but after a long fight, Yang Mingxue realized that although he was shameless, his martial arts were exceptionally high. Her swordsmanship became increasingly refined, and Young Master Chun's footwork became increasingly skillful, treating his sword as if it were a toy. After another hundred moves, Yang Mingxue still couldn't gain the upper hand, but her breathing became rapid, and her fair skin was slightly covered in fragrant sweat.
Suddenly, Tang An shouted, "Sister, be careful!" Tang Mingxue's heart skipped a beat, and she sensed an unusual gust of wind behind her. She turned around and slashed with her sword, knocking away a small black needle with a clang. A man in black, his eyes gleaming, pounced and attacked Yang Mingxue with a single-edged sword. Yang Mingxue parried with her sword, feeling the man's strength and power. Remembering the black needle, she cried out, "You are 'Night Spirit Needle'?"
"Night Spirit Needle" Xing Wuying chuckled and said, "Indeed, that's me." He then said to Young Master Chun, "Young Master Chun, you didn't take my job. Today, I waited for you to come and capture Miss Yang myself. You won't make any profit. Do you regret it now?" Young Master Chun stepped out of the circle and lazily smiled, "If you can take her down, then go ahead. My calculations have never been wrong."
Only then did Yang Mingxue realize that Xing Wuying was also a bandit who coveted her. Enraged, she launched a series of deadly attacks. Xing Wuying unleashed his swordsmanship, the cold light flashing endlessly, like a snake winding its way
through the air, making it difficult to distinguish between them for a moment. Xing Wuying's martial arts were superb; in terms of true skill, he surpassed Tang An and Yan Lan, and could be compared to Jiang Zixiang. Tang An, watching a few moves from the side, was secretly astonished: "This guy is famous for his hidden weapons, but I didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so exceptional, so powerful!"
Yang Mingxue, however, was completely absorbed, her beautiful eyes scanning every move Xing Wuying made. Suddenly, her swordsmanship changed, revealing herself to be the supreme technique of Ruyu Peak, the "Peerless Swordsmanship," which only Yang Mingxue in the current martial arts world knew.
This swordsmanship was graceful and elegant, like a celestial being dancing, truly possessing an otherworldly and transcendent aura. The swordsmanship was extremely profound and unparalleled in the mortal world. Within three moves, the tip of the sword touched the blade, the internal force spreading out, forcing Xing Wuying to drop his single blade.
Xing Wuying was startled and cried out, "Good woman!" With a flick of his sleeve, he unleashed a dense swarm of black needles, like a swarm of bees emerging from their hive. Yang Mingxue swung her sword in a circle, and with a series of clanging sounds, the black needles flew in all directions, all of which were deflected. Her left palm struck out in mid-air, the power of the Star River Palm striking Xing Wuying squarely in the chest.
Xing Wuying's eyes widened, neither retreating nor screaming. He stood frozen for a long while, then suddenly his knees buckled, and he collapsed limply to the ground. The blow had ruptured his internal organs, and
he died instantly. At the same time, Yang Mingxue felt a warmth on her shoulder as someone pressed her down with a palm. A gentle internal force penetrated her body, like thousands of soft silk threads wrapping around her. Instantly, she felt weak all over, her muscles and bones going limp. Just then, Chun Gongzi laughed from behind, "I knew you were unworthy of such a beauty, and you're just throwing your life away. What a waste!" He reached out and touched her fragrant buttocks, letting out a long sigh, "Oh, such a fine bottom, you'll never have the chance to touch it again."
Yang Mingxue had defeated Xing Wuying, but unexpectedly, Chun Gongzi moved like a ghost, launching a sneak attack. She was subdued by Chun Gongzi's palm strike and couldn't even muster her inner energy. In her shock, she was suddenly touched by Chun Gongzi, and instantly felt both ashamed and angry. She turned around, glared, and gritted her teeth, shouting, "You treacherous villain! If you have the ability, then
fight me fair and square! What kind of skill is this sneak attack?" Chun Gongzi laughed, "Even in a direct confrontation, you can't beat me. If your internal strength surpasses mine, how could you not break my 'Spring Silkworm Force'? I'm just itching to have a passionate night with you.
The spring night is too short to waste!" After saying that, he released Yang Mingxue's shoulder and gave her a gentle push. Yang Mingxue lost her footing and fell down. This triggered the "Spring Silkworm Force," which made her drowsy and almost faint.
Yang Mingxue, having already known of Chun Gongzi's extraordinary martial arts skills during their fight, was surprised by the extent of his internal energy cultivation. She realized she was no match for him. Now, restrained by the "Spring Silkworm Force," she felt a pang of regret: "I underestimated him. This Chun Gongzi has committed countless crimes, yet he has remained at large. He is not someone to be trifled with!" As she thought this, her vision blurred, and she vaguely saw Chun Gongzi's lustful gaze. A chill ran down her spine, and she tried to muster her strength, but it was too late.
In a short while, Yang Mingxue could no longer hold on; her body relaxed, and she fell into a deep sleep.
She didn't know how long she slept before she awoke with a start, still feeling weak and powerless, yet her body was slightly feverish. She thought she had fallen into Chun Gongzi's hands, but looking around, she found herself in a desolate wilderness. Tang An sat beside her, his expression pained, seemingly healing his wounds.
Yang Mingxue steadied herself, thinking, "It seems we're out of danger." Seeing Tang An's condition, she guessed he had risked his life to save her and was injured by Young Master Chun. She slightly circulated her energy; the Spring Silkworm Force had dissipated, leaving her without internal injuries, only a significant depletion of vital energy that would take time to recover from.
She thought, "It seems Young Master Tang is injured; it's because of me. I should help him heal."
Ignoring her own exhaustion, she placed her palm on Tang An's back, about to circulate her energy, when Tang An suddenly opened his eyes, stopped his breathing, and said, "Sister, you're awake? Don't waste your energy, rest more." Yang Mingxue said, "I'm fine, you're injured, you should recuperate first..." Tang An laughed, "I'm not injured!" He turned to face Yang Mingxue, refusing to let her heal him.
Yang Mingxue sighed, "Young Master Tang, I'm so sorry, I was really careless. I didn't expect this demon to be so powerful. Where...where is this?" Tang An said, "It's not far from that deserted village, only a few miles away. I rescued my sister from that thief and hurriedly fled the village, but his horse had already been killed. I carried my sister and crawled into the gauze tent to shake him off and get to this hillside. Just now, I saw him searching around from afar."
Yang Mingxue frowned and said, "This is not a place to hide. I'm afraid he will find us again. I...I can't fight him now. What should we do?" After a moment of contemplation, she asked, "Young Master Tang, how bad are your injuries?" Tang An said, "Sister, don't worry, it's really nothing." Yang Mingxue said, "Good. If Young Master Chun finds us, don't save me anymore. Run away quickly and go back to Ruyu Peak to deliver a message that Second Junior Sister Fang Yingyue will take over the sect." Tang An was startled and said, "Absolutely not! How can I abandon him?" Yang Mingxue smiled bitterly, "If you stay, do you think you can defeat this Young Master Chun? His martial arts are far superior to yours, and even your senior brother... might not be able to defeat him. You can beat your senior brother, but you probably can't beat him!"
Tang An hesitated for a while, remaining silent for a long time, before suddenly saying, "Sister, I do know that Young Master Chun has a weakness that could render him powerless and unable to do evil again, but it's not easy to do." Upon hearing this, Yang Mingxue was overjoyed and said, "Really? Tell me about it."
Tang An looked troubled and said, "This method is not very honorable, so please forgive me first, sister." Yang Mingxue said, "Sigh, don't worry about it, just tell me!"
Tang An nodded and said, "Alright. I heard from my senior brother that Young Master Chun's martial arts originated from a 'Yin Yang Mystery Manual,' which records various evil techniques of dual cultivation and absorbing vital energy." "Young Master Chun's martial arts involve absorbing the yin essence of virgins to cultivate his own yang energy, allowing him to develop pure yang internal strength from an unorthodox method, and with immense power. However, there's a taboo in practicing this evil art: he can only have intercourse with virgins. If he has intercourse with a woman, his yang energy loses its purity and immediately disintegrates, rendering his martial arts useless."
Yang Mingxue listened, her fair face flushing red, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. Tang An continued, "Young Master Chun was originally a womanizer. After achieving mastery, he dared not pluck women indiscriminately, fearing that if the woman wasn't a virgin, he would lose his cultivation. So he became a prostitute. But he's lustful beyond measure; if he finds a virgin, he'll still try to seduce her. If you want to harm him, just give him a woman, but make him believe she's a virgin. Once he... does that, he's finished. Killing him then will be easy."
Yang Mingxue listened, her face burning, silently biting her cherry lips. Tang An looked at her and boldly said, "Young Master Chun is very cautious. It would be difficult for him to have intercourse with you without first verifying your virginity. However, all the disciples of Ruyu Peak are virgins, a fact known throughout the martial world, and Young Master Chun firmly believes it..."
Yang Mingxue suddenly shouted, "Shut up! You...you want me to lie to him? I, I am...I'm not a married woman!" Her face flushed red with anger. Tang An quickly said, "Sister, please calm down. Who would dare doubt your chastity?" He paused, then whispered, "But a married woman cannot become a virgin again, while a virgin can become a married woman in a moment."
The meaning was quite clear, and Yang Mingxue immediately understood: Young Master Chun was interested in her because she was still a virgin. If she lost her virginity and was then violated by Young Master Chun, he would certainly not realize it, and she would fall into his trap. But she had no lover; to whom could she give her virginity? She was the role model for all the women of Ruyu Peak; how could she possibly lose her virginity? Even if she wasn't a virgin now, how could she allow Young Master Chun to defile her? But the crisis was imminent, leaving her no time to think.
For a moment, the heroine Yang Mingxue was truly embarrassed.
Seeing her shy silence, Tang An immediately whispered, "Sister Yang, you are the master of Ruyu Peak. You absolutely cannot be captured by Young Master Chun, otherwise the Ruyu Peak disciples will find it difficult to establish themselves in the martial world. As soon as Young Master Chun's skills are crippled, I will immediately come out and kill him. I will never let him live and tarnish your reputation. If you want me to escape first, that's disrespecting me. I can only fight Young Master Chun to the death. If we both sacrifice ourselves, it won't help!"
Suddenly, they heard a rustling sound from behind the bushes, which was quite unusual. Yang Mingxue shouted, "Who's there?" Tang An leaped forward, unleashing a "Xiao Ran Sword Technique" strike. The eavesdropper couldn't escape in time and was already dead. Tang An pulled out the man and saw that he was also dressed in gray. He said, "I'm afraid he really is Young Master Chun's man. If this continues, he'll catch us sooner or later!"
Yang Mingxue struggled to her feet, standing unsteadily. She said, "Don't stay here, let's hide uphill." Tang An said, "Okay!" After taking a few steps, seeing that Yang Mingxue could hardly move, he said, "Sister, let me carry you again!"
Yang Mingxue blushed and said, "No need, you...you support me." Tang An said urgently, "There's no time, how can we walk fast like this?" Yang Mingxue had no choice but to nod.
Tang An carried Yang Mingxue and ran towards the higher part of the hillside. Yang Mingxue hadn't realized that Tang An was carrying her before, but now she was fully conscious. Clinging to a man's back, her front body pressed tightly against him, she didn't know if it was because the mountain path was difficult or what, but as Tang An ran, Yang Mingxue's body swayed constantly, her breasts pressing against his back, making her feel hot. Although Yang Mingxue felt ashamed, she was helpless and could only endure it.
Reaching higher in the mountains, where the forest was dense, and assuming that Young Master Chun's men wouldn't be able to find her for a while, Tang An put Yang Mingxue down and asked, "Sister, how are things now? Should we use that plan...?"
At this point, Yang Mingxue was also hesitant, pondering the matter. She couldn't guarantee her chastity, and her heart was filled with conflicting emotions, almost to the point of tears. She thought, "No matter what, I must think of my junior sisters first. I can't ruin the reputation of Ruyu Peak. Fine, as long as Young Master Chun is killed, I'll commit suicide!" With this thought, she resolutely nodded and said, "Alright, as long as Young Master Chun is eliminated, my... my sacrifice is nothing." Even so, the thought of being defiled filled her with deep fear.
Tang An said miserably, "Sister, this is so painful." Yang Mingxue sighed, "Forget it. But there's no one else here, who can I ask to take my virginity...?" Suddenly, she was startled: "There's only one man here, does that mean I have to let him take my virginity? He actually suggested this..."
Suddenly, Yang Mingxue became very suspicious, her face flushed with shame, and she glared at Tang An. But Tang An looked ashamed and lowered his head, saying, "Sister, I know you'll definitely be suspicious, but we have no other choice! I dare not betray Alan, I have no improper thoughts towards you, but today I have no choice but to offend you. After I kill Young Master Chun for you, you will kill me, and I am willing to die to preserve your honor. But Alan, Alan, she..." There was a moment of silence, and he stopped speaking.
Hearing these words, Yang Mingxue still suspected that he was deliberately putting on an act, but considering her junior sister Yanlan, she couldn't help but soften her heart and sighed, "Don't say anymore, you... Alas, how can I kill you? Come on, I... I..." She pursed her lips shyly, lowered her head, and began to sob.
Tang An dared not utter a sound, but stepped forward and reached out to undress Yang Mingxue. Yang Mingxue suddenly cried out, "Wait!" Tang An stopped abruptly. Yang Mingxue, suppressing her shame, said in a trembling voice, "Just...just take off my lower half..." Tang An nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, just deflower me." Hearing him mention "deflower me," Yang Mingxue felt even more ashamed and turned her head away, closing her eyes.
Tang An didn't say anything more, removing Yang Mingxue's shoes, socks, and pants, revealing two long, beautiful legs as white as jade—truly captivating. Tang An swallowed hard, reaching out to spread Yang Mingxue's legs, but Yang Mingxue, overwhelmed with shame, instead clamped her legs together tightly. Tang An hardened his heart and forcefully spread Yang Mingxue's beautiful legs apart.
Yang Mingxue let out a soft moan, her voice trembling, "No..." Her legs were wide open, revealing a patch of dark, lush pubic hair, concealing two rosy labia. A round, tender nipple, like a rouge pearl, trembled inexplicably, arousing tenderness. The delicate cleft was slightly moist, glistening with moisture. It wasn't yet a full bloom, but a trickle of nectar already overflowed from the entrance, about to drip, making the full mound of her vulva appear even more vibrant, soft and tender, as if it would overflow with moisture at the slightest touch.
Faced with such an alluring secret, how could Tang An not cherish it? He immediately began to caress it with caresses. After only a few touches, Yang Mingxue began to moan softly, her expression erratic. She involuntarily cried out
, "Ah, ah..." The sound only intensified her embarrassment, and she hastily covered her mouth in shame. Yet, she couldn't suppress the pleasure emanating from her lower body. Her breathing grew increasingly rapid and labored, and she moaned incoherently, her voice less loud, but all the more alluring and sensual. In an instant, Yang Mingxue was completely captivated by Tang Anfu, her virgin fluids flowing freely across the floor.
She gasped softly, forcing her hazy eyes open, only to see Tang An unzip his pants, touch his penis, and say, "Sister, no, I'm not hard enough yet." His penis was erect, but only half-hard. Yang Mingxue dared not look any longer, panting, "Why...why isn't...hard?" Tang An whispered, "Sister, this needs to be done quickly. If I can't get it up, it won't be satisfying. Perhaps..."
"Take off your clothes and let me see. Seeing such a beautiful body as yours, even my tofu stick can get hard."
Although Yang Mingxue agreed to this plan, it was only to get rid of Young Master Chun. She did not want to have sex with Tang An. Hearing Tang An's words, she hesitated and felt extremely resistant. She said in a trembling voice, "No...don't." Tang An said urgently, "Sister, there's no other way!"
Seeing that Tang An's treasure was not only not hard but was also gradually becoming soft, and that things would be very bad if it continued, Yang Mingxue, although unwilling, ultimately considered the overall situation and suppressed her shame, nodding in agreement.
Tang An quickly took action and removed Yang Mingxue's clothes layer by layer, apologizing, "Sister, I'm sorry!" Yang Mingxue was extremely ashamed. She covered her chest with her hands and pressed her legs together, hoping to cover as much as possible, but she always felt that she could not cover much.
In a flash, Yang Mingxue was completely naked, her warm, snow-white body like jade, fully revealed to Tang An. He hurriedly removed his own clothes, embracing her and savoring her alluring body.
Yang Mingxue was highly skilled in martial arts, possessing a beautiful and shapely figure. Her neck was slender, her shoulders delicate, and her breasts full and firm, perfectly complementing her willow-like waist and rounded, pert buttocks—truly a sight to behold.
Her figure was voluptuous yet supple, incredibly alluring, but even more remarkable was her delicate, flawless skin, without a single blemish—a true gem.
Now, naked and held by Tang An, Yang Mingxue's face was flushed, her shyness palpable. Her originally elegant and refined face now held an expression of unbearable shame, exuding a seductive allure that stirred the imagination.
Tang An was burning with lust, his manhood swelling, thick and long, brimming with boundless energy.
His hot, red glans pressed against Yang Mingxue's tender vulva, but didn't penetrate; it merely teased her lovely, red clitoris, glistening with her love juices.
Yang Mingxue, her sensitive area being played with, immediately moaned incessantly, soon her love juices flowing freely, overflowing between her thighs.
Tang An whispered in her ear, "Sister, should we start from the front or the back?" Yang Mingxue blushed instantly, a mixture of shyness and slight anger in her eyes. Biting her lip, she said, "Why...why do you care! Don't...don't torment me..."
Tang An said, "Hmm, then I'll start from the back. Alan loves it when I do this." Hearing this, Yang Mingxue's heart pounded wildly. Just as she was feeling embarrassed, Tang An flipped her over, making her lie face down, lifted her snow-white, full buttocks, and thrust his hips into her.
Yang Mingxue suddenly felt a foreign object enter her body, thrusting and pushing relentlessly, inching forward. Unable to bear the pain, she cried out in agony, only to be suddenly filled with terror: the pain was coming from her rear; Tang An had entered the wrong hole.
Tang An seemed oblivious, cupping her buttocks and thrusting directly into her anus. His magnificent penis was more than halfway in, and bubbles were oozing from the point of contact—the lubricating fluid that had flowed into her rear, adding an extremely lewd touch. This caused Yang Mingxue great suffering. She struggled to resist Tang An's intrusion, enduring the pain of her anus being deflowered. She groaned and gasped, "Tang...Tang...you, that's not..."
Tang An thrust his hips forward, inserting his penis deeply, and sighed, "Sister, what are you saying? Oh...ah...
good sister, it's so tight here..." Yang Mingxue was extremely ashamed. She groaned several times, barely managing to gasp, "Wrong...wrong...Tang An, hurry, hurry out..."
Tang An exclaimed "Huh," as if he had finally realized, and cried out, "Oh dear, I really made a mistake. How did I get into sister's anus? No wonder...no wonder it's so tight, so comfortable..." Instead of pulling out, he thrust even more vigorously, stirring up the inside of her anus. Yang Mingxue lay prone like a female dog, her buttocks raised, receiving a frenzied thrusting from Tang An. Tears welled in her eyes from the pain, yet a strange pleasure coursed through her clenched muscles, filling her with unbearable shame. She desperately tried to suppress her moans, crying out, "I know... but... pull it out... ahh, ah...
pull it out... pull it out quickly!"
For Yang Mingxue, a virgin experiencing love for the first time, this anal pleasure was far too intense. Tang An, with his ample endowment, was incredibly powerful; how could her virgin body withstand the onslaught of his massive member? If not for her strong constitution, she would have fainted long ago. Tang An whispered, "No, I can't pull it out now. Sister... oh, sister's hole is so amazing, so tight, is it... not letting me out... sister, let me ejaculate first, then I can come out when I'm soft..."
His tone held a hint of apology, but his thrusts became even faster and more intense.
Yang Mingxue was both angry and ashamed, crying out, "No...no...ah!" Amidst her screams, Tang An suddenly picked her up and pressed her against an old pine tree trunk, continuing his assault from behind. The sounds of wetness were deafening, indicating that Yang Mingxue had released a considerable amount of her initial love fluid.
By this time, Yang Mingxue's legs were weak from the intense pleasure, making it impossible for her to stand. She could only cling to the pine tree, sobbing and crying out in a frenzy. No matter how much she cried out, Tang An showed no intention of withdrawing. Even when pushed to its limit, Tang An's penis only penetrated about 70%, but Yang Mingxue could no longer bear it. Her body seemed to have lost its control; saliva flowed from her lips, slowly dripping down. Her large, beautiful breasts were squeezed and deformed against the tree trunk, leaving soft, wet marks.
Her anus tightly gripped Tang An's massive penis, as if a fleshy ring had encircled it, contracting and drawing the shaft inward with each thrust. This intense force was deadly. Tang An deliberately tried to control his mind, employing the semen-preserving technique passed down by the lecherous demon Situ Bao, but he was still overwhelmed by Yang Mingxue's beautiful anal muscles, his semen gushing uncontrollably, as if a thin needle were about to pierce his glans. He was incredibly excited and cried out, "Sister, I...I'm about to ejaculate..."
Upon hearing this, Yang Mingxue was terrified. She only knew that semen could be released through the vagina, but she didn't know if it was possible to release it through the anus. She hurriedly cried out, "No, no..."
But Tang An was enjoying himself immensely, his yang energy was on the verge of exploding, and he thrust even harder, gritting his teeth, becoming increasingly unable to hold back. Finally, after about ten thrusts, he cried out, "Sister, I'm coming!" A torrent of semen gushed out, pouring directly into Yang Mingxue's anus.
Yang Mingxue's delicate body stiffened, her eyes widening instantly, she whimpered and cried out in a trembling voice, "Ah...ah ah..."
Her expression was blank, seemingly in disbelief, yet a burning, full sensation surged within her as Tang An ejaculated into her with unbridled pleasure.
At this moment, Tang An's penis finally softened, and as it withdrew from Yang Mingxue's body, several thick, white, sticky drops of fluid were expelled, followed by a mixture of vaginal fluid and sweat, which slowly overflowed from her opening. Yang Mingxue let out a gasp, fainted, and slid down the pine tree to the ground.
Tang An parted her buttocks and saw that the muscles around her anus were slightly red and swollen, but not noticeably so. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself, "Indeed, she has excellent skills, and her body is so resilient. She's even better than Alan, truly remarkable!"
Not yet satisfied, he changed positions, knelt on one knee, and brought his penis to Yang Mingxue's lips. He gently patted her awake and said softly, "Sister, get up quickly, I've pulled out, we can get down to business!"
Yang Mingxue slowly woke up, still feeling the pain in her rear. Just as she was about to erupt in anger, she suddenly saw her jade-like eyelashes, glistening with semen, drooping... Faced with this, she blushed and stammered, "This...you..." Taking advantage of her opening, Tang An shoved his penis into her cherry-like mouth, whispering, "Although it's out, it's soft. Young Master Chun will probably arrive soon, so I need to get it hard quickly. Sister, I've offended you again!"
With the penis in her mouth, a fishy smell assaulted her nose and mouth, causing her further discomfort. She tried to struggle, but having suffered greatly earlier, she was powerless to resist. Hearing Tang An mention Young Master Chun, she could only glare at him and shyly begin sucking on his penis.
This chivalrous woman, Yang Mingxue, was highly skilled in martial arts, but completely clueless about oral techniques and how to use her tongue. She could only blush and fumble around haphazardly. Even so, Tang An still felt waves of pleasure in those warm, soft little mouths. His penis quickly regained its strength and gradually swelled so much that Yang Mingxue could hardly contain it. She could only spit it out, gasp for breath, and say, "Is that enough? I... ah... I can't anymore..."
Tang An laughed and said, "That's enough. Look, this thing is even bigger than before. Sister, thank you so much for licking it so clean." Sure enough, the penis was all red, and all the semen had been licked away by Yang Mingxue's delicate tongue, most of which she had swallowed. Yang Mingxue felt nauseous at the thought of that enormous thing having just penetrated her anus, and felt utterly humiliated. Tears welled in her eyes as she pleaded, "No...no more...hurry up, don't delay any longer!"
Tang An nodded, "Indeed, deflowering you is the most important thing, it cannot be delayed. Sister, this time I'll come from the front, let you see clearly, I'll definitely deflower you, I absolutely won't make a mistake again." He kept repeating "deflowering" over and over, and although Yang Mingxue knew this was the right thing to do, she couldn't help but lower her head in shame, and secretly glared at Tang An.
This time, Tang An sat on the ground, making Yang Mingxue straddle him, aiming at her tender vulva, then wrapped his arms around her waist and thrust in hard to the root, pounding wildly.
"Ugh...ugh..."
Yang Mingxue's anus had just been ravaged, and now she was experiencing the pain of deflowering again, writhing in agony, shaking her head wildly, barely able to scream. As soon as Tang An broke through the forbidden zone, he began to thrust violently, his penis plunging in and out with great force, the tender muscles of her vagina rubbing together until they turned red, and her love juices sprayed freely. Yang Mingxue, who was originally weak and powerless, gradually became aroused by the penetration, and began to moan softly. Her upper body leaned slightly, and her two full breasts swayed and bumped against each other rhythmically, with fragrant sweat dripping down.
Tang An was itching to see this, and quickly cupped those two round, tender, snow-white breasts in his hands, licking and kissing them, finding it truly sweet. Yang Mingxue's delicate body trembled immediately, and she gasped, "Tang An! No... don't do this, not there..." Tang An gasped, "How can I not? These... sister's breasts are so big and soft..." He squeezed them hard, and they taut with elasticity, showing that the breasts were firm. Such large, soft, and firm breasts were truly rare, how could one not be fascinated? While fondling her breasts, Tang An said, "Sister, no wonder you're so wanton. Just looking at these breasts, you can tell how amazing you are..."
Yang Mingxue tried to control her breathing and said urgently, "You...you shouldn't talk nonsense! I, I didn't..." Hearing the word "wanton," she felt she had violated her usual taboo of maintaining her chastity and immediately stopped him. However, at this moment, she was engaged in a passionate and intimate act with Tang An, and had already lost her virginity. These few words made even her feel ashamed.
Tang An thrust in and out about a hundred times, then suddenly pushed Yang Mingxue down and said breathlessly, "Change positions." He hoisted her legs onto his shoulders and, holding her fair and smooth thighs, thrust hard into her honey hole, making Yang Mingxue's heart pound with excitement.
Yang Mingxue frowned and moaned softly, her expression conflicted, unsure of whether she was experiencing pleasure or pain. Only her beautiful skin radiated boundless lust, her breasts swaying back and forth with Tang An's thrusts, as if overflowing with milk. As for the lovemaking between her legs, vaginal fluids gushed out incessantly, her tender vaginal muscles tightly gripping Tang An's penis, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of essence. Judging solely from the reaction of this beautiful body, it was truly unimaginably lewd.
Yang Mingxue writhed and cried out softly, tears streaming down her face, thinking, "I...I actually...lost my virginity...
" A violent thrust shattered her lament, causing her to groan loudly, uttering sounds of ecstasy and agony.
What was bound to happen could not be avoided. Although Tang An was extremely excited and unwilling to stop, he was finally being entertained by Yang Mingxue's fleshy vagina until he was almost finished. A surge of hot semen, ready to be released, had already reached the tip of his penis.
Tang An held Yang Mingxue tightly, leaving her no room to struggle. Their breaths mingled, their sweat mingling, a scene of utter debauchery. Tang An, enjoying the pressure of Yang Mingxue's breasts against his chest, thrust forcefully, his semen erupting once more.
"Ah..."
Yang Mingxue sighed miserably, accepting Tang An's essence through tears. This time, the ejaculation went straight to her womb, completely destroying her pure chastity.
Tang An, panting, withdrew his penis and whispered, "Good sister...how did you feel?"
Yang Mingxue lay limp on the barren ground, the aftershocks of their intercourse still causing her to gasp for breath, unable to answer. She wiped away her tears and sweat, looking up at the distant clouds, and sighed softly, "I...I have no face...to see my junior sister again..."
After a lewd and flamboyant encounter, Tang An cleaned Yang Mingxue, dressed her, and, having regained some strength, slowly descended the mountain alone. To say he was alone wouldn't be accurate; Tang An was actually hiding in the shadows, waiting for Young Master Chun to rape Yang Mingxue before striking to kill him.
Yang Mingxue took each step forward, her steps growing heavier, a mixture of amusement and sorrow washing over her: "To deal with this Young Master Chun, I'm about to be defiled by two men. I only lament my lack of skill; I'm no match for him..."
She glanced back frequently, confirming Tang An was following at a distance, her heart still filled with unease. After a few steps, a sudden gust of wind swept ahead, a yellow shadow fluttering by, and a voice boomed: "Eh, Miss Yang, you're all alone! Perhaps it's a match made in heaven that Tang An, knowing the situation, has taken his own life, allowing me to consummate our marriage right here and now?"
But Young Master Chun moved with the speed of the wind, gracefully standing a few feet in front of Yang Mingxue, his appearance completely unknown. Although Yang Mingxue had planned this, she maintained her dignity and refused to feign weakness or offer herself to him for his pleasure. Her eyebrows furrowed, she drew her sword and thrust, determined to fight Chun Gongzi to the death.
However, despite her determination, her current exhaustion made her attacks far less powerful. Chun Gongzi laughed, "My lady, your strength hasn't recovered. How can you fight so fiercely? Rest a while!" In a few moves, he disarmed Yang Mingxue, and with a few swift strokes, sliced through her clothes, often just barely grazing her skin without injuring her. His clothes were torn open, revealing deep cleavage. Even with her full strength, Yang Mingxue would have a very difficult time winning with just this swordsmanship, let alone now.
Seeing Yang Mingxue's pale face and resentful expression, yet remaining silent, Young Master Chun laughed, "Is my wife angry with me?" He swung his long sword, completely shredding Yang Mingxue's clothes, the fragments fluttering like butterflies. Yang Mingxue screamed in shock, her limbs frozen in place, as Young Master Chun pressed the blade against her throat, laughing, "Don't move, don't move!" Yang Mingxue could only stand there, enduring her shame, letting her tattered clothes fall away, revealing her naked body.
Young Master Chun laughed, "Yang Mingxue, the heroine of Ruyu Peak, is truly beautiful! Come, let me give you a kiss first." He tossed aside his longsword, stepped forward, embraced Yang Mingxue, and kissed her cherry lips. Yang Mingxue struggled to break free, but he kissed her, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad: the scheme was about to unfold, and she was about to be violated.
Suddenly, Young Master Chun spat out something from between his lips, which looked like a round bead, and put it into Yang Mingxue's mouth through his tongue. With a flick of his tongue, he swallowed it. Yang Mingxue was startled and struggled frantically. Young Master Chun didn't force her, releasing her and smiling, "Wife, are you comfortable?"
Yang Mingxue coughed to vomit, but she was too weak to expel the substance. She glared at Young Master Chun and asked in a trembling voice, "What was that?" Young Master Chun laughed, "I'm called Young Master Chun, so the medicine I use is naturally an aphrodisiac. I was afraid my wife was too stubborn to enjoy the pleasure of deflowering, so I gave her an aphrodisiac pill. I guarantee it won't harm your body, and you can still enjoy the pleasures of love. Wife, are your chests already quite hot?" Sure enough,
before Yang Mingxue had even finished speaking, she felt a tightness and heat in her chest. Looking down, she saw her nipples were already erect, and sweat was seeping between her breasts. Yang Mingxue turned to run away in embarrassment, but a surge of heat rushed up her body to her waist and legs, making her feel weak all over. She took two steps and then stumbled, but before she could fall, Chun Gongzi caught her.
Chun Gongzi laughed, "It's windy here, you might catch a cold. Let's go home and have some fun!" Yang Mingxue, still half-asleep, was startled by his words: "He wants to take me back to his lair. Can Tang An even get in?" In her panic, Chun Gongzi had already picked her up and carried her away lightly.
Before long, they returned to the deserted village. Chun Gongzi casually walked into a dilapidated house and entered the inner room, which was surprisingly clean and tidy, as if someone lived there. Chun Gongzi placed Yang Mingxue on the bed and laughed, "I couldn't wait to go home. Let's have some fun first. My wife, look, even my treasure can't take it anymore!" As he spoke, he pulled out his penis, which was as thick as a teacup, even larger than Tang An's, with a bright red glans and an incredibly fierce appearance.
Yang Mingxue was shocked at the sight, and was so ashamed that she didn't know what to do. Suddenly, she felt a dampness between her legs and a tingling itch in her private parts. She thought it was the aphrodisiac working, which made her feel lustful as soon as she saw that magnificent thing. She felt her throat was dry and couldn't help but gasp a few times. She felt an unbearable emptiness in her body. Tang An's two previous releases seemed unable to satisfy the hunger in her heart. For a moment, she stared blankly at the huge penis and just breathed.
Young Master Chun then got on the bed and pressed down on Yang Mingxue. He said with a grin, "Wife, come on!" He gently moved his penis and slowly rubbed it against her wet and tender hole, arousing the small, round flesh like pearls until it was red and full, and the lustful water flowed freely, but he refused to penetrate her.
Under the combined influence of the aphrodisiac and Young Master Chun, Yang Mingxue was already burning with desire, panting heavily. Just as she was becoming confused, Young Master Chun didn't forcefully penetrate her, causing her to hesitate: "Why...why isn't he coming in yet?
No...no...don't let him find out? He's not coming, he's not coming, I...I can't take it anymore!"
Thinking this, Yang Mingxue immediately lost her composure, forgetting her shame for a moment, and actively arched her back, trying to get the penis in. Her tender labia tried to spread open, attempting to swallow the glans, forcing out several streams of honey-like fluid. However, she could only slightly raise her back, and although she wanted the huge root to enter, she couldn't. She hurriedly put her hands on the bed, trying to raise herself higher, the scene was truly lewd.
Young Master Chun immediately laughed loudly, saying: "My good wife, you've finally figured it out!" He suddenly lowered his waist, and his huge rod entered Yang Mingxue's honey hole without any hesitation, thrusting in and out violently with "plop plop". Yang Mingxue trembled instantly, unable to hold back her moans: "Ah, ah—"
Her long, slender arms involuntarily clung tightly to Chun Gongzi.
Chun Gongzi ravaged Yang Mingxue's vulva while grasping her full breasts, kneading them until they were wet with sweat. Unable to withstand his ministrations, Yang Mingxue began to utter various wanton and pleasurable sounds, her moans incredibly seductive and utterly intoxicating.
"Ah… ah ha… ah ha… no, no, ah…"
Yang Mingxue moaned desperately, letting Chun Gongzi manipulate and ravage her, completely lost in the sea of desire. The tears welling in her eyes seemed to be the joyful tears of physical pleasure.
Chun Gongzi possessed extraordinary energy, working on Yang Mingxue for half an hour, changing positions several times, yet showing no signs of fatigue. Stimulated by the aphrodisiac and aided by her years of martial arts training, Yang Mingxue, despite her short time with Tang An, managed to endure the ordeal. Her hair was disheveled, her lips parted in soft moans, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
At this moment, the two were not on the bed. Yang Mingxue was bent over, her hands bracing against the wall, while Tang An, holding her waist, rode her from behind, enjoying himself immensely. As the intense thrusts continued, Yang Mingxue's arms suddenly went limp, unable to support her, and her entire body collapsed against the wall with a cry of "Ouch!" She remained pressed against the wall, still moaning softly, her swaying waist like a water snake.
Young Master Chun laughed, "What a wanton wife!" He carried Yang Mingxue back to the bed, cupped her buttocks, and thrust a few times, laughing, "That should be enough." Suddenly, he vigorously thrust his hips, each thrust solid and forceful, pounding into her core. Yang Mingxue was horrified, collapsing onto the bed and crying out repeatedly, "Ah, ah... ah!" Her cries were filled with boundless lust and wantonness, vivid and fragrant.
In one of the most intense cries, Young Master Chun ejaculated his hot semen, rewarding Yang Mingxue's beautiful vulva. Yang Mingxue cried out pitifully, her whole body tensing, her vaginal muscles tightly gripping Young Master Chun's penis, taking in every last drop of his semen in response. But as soon as Young Master Chun withdrew his penis, the turbid semen could not be contained and gushed out of Yang Mingxue's body. After all, she had already received his semen twice, and her abdomen was indeed too full.
Young Master Chun touched Yang Mingxue's sweaty thighs and laughed, "Wife, is it enjoyable? There's more to come. Let me try your rear garden, shall I?"
Yang Mingxue, still under the influence of the drug, was in a daze and gave a soft "hmm," her words unsure whether she agreed.
Her mind was in turmoil, her desires unquenched, and she hadn't considered that Young Master Chun, having already thoroughly violated her once, would want to do it a second time. What was going on?
Just then, Tang An entered the room and shouted sharply, "Young Master Chun, you're going to die!" Young Master Chun calmly turned around and laughed, "Brother Tang, you just love to scare people!"
Tang An smiled, looked at Yang Mingxue, and asked, "Is the drug okay?" Young Master Chun replied, "No problem. The effects of the 'Fairy's Falling Blood Pill' will last for eight hours. When she wakes up, she will have completely forgotten everything that happened after taking the drug. Any recollection will be fragmented, like a dream." Tang An said, "If that's the case, let me do it a few more times." Young Master Chun laughed, "Let me do it first. Taking on this job of yours cost me three men, and I also have to 'kill Young Master Chun,' so I can only play with her two or three times. It's really a loss. Starting a new business is not easy!"
Tang An laughed, "Although I feel bad for 'killing Young Master Chun' this time, making you start over, isn't it worth it to have the famous heroine Yang Mingxue by my side?" "Young Master Chun shook his head and said, "It's not worth it, not worth it at all! If you had let me deflower her, it would have been worth it, but who knew you were so cunning, deflowering her from both ends at once, not even sparing her mouth, leaving me with nothing!"
Tang An bowed and apologized, laughing, "Alright, alright, I won't argue with you. You said you'd take the goods first and then pay, so why blame me for going first?" Pointing at Yang Mingxue, he added, "Although my Sister Yang has deflowered me, I'm afraid she's very passionate, and there might be a lot of trouble later. You must give me some of your Fairy Blood-Falling Pills; I'll need them when I return to Ruyu Peak." Young Master Chun Zi said, "I know, I know! You're such a troublesome guest."
Tang An said happily, "Thank you so much." He then looked at Yang Mingxue and said, "Brother, although I've played with her whole body, there are still some things I haven't tried. Look at those breasts, so full. If you used them to hold that thing, it would be quite interesting. Why don't you give it a try?"
Upon hearing this, Chun Gongzi chuckled and said, "Good lad, don't think your senior brother is a flower-picking god. You'll be just as good in the future! You should definitely try it!" As he spoke, he straddled Yang Mingxue and used her beautiful breasts to hold his penis. It was indeed soft and comfortable. Chun Gongzi smiled at Tang An, squeezed his breasts, and deliberately rubbed his penis.
Stimulated by this, Yang Mingxue seemed to awaken from a dream, letting out a soft "Ah," and began to pant again. Tang An stepped forward, revealing his penis before her, and laughed, "Sister, while there are still a few hours left, let's have some more fun!" He then guided her right hand to his penis.
Yang Mingxue turned to look at Tang An, her expression seemingly empty and bewildered. Her fingers explored the penis for a moment, then suddenly her eyes flashed with lust. She let out a very soft sigh, her slender fingers began to stroke it, and her cherry lips parted slightly, kissing the red tip…

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