Battle Through the Heavens: Nalan Yanran (Episodes 21-25)

Chapter Twenty-One: Princess Xun'er

"Thank you for the reward, Master!" The Seventh Elder remained kneeling on the cold stone slab, embracing Nalan Yanran's

pure white leather boots, jade-like feet, and elegant, delicate calves, inhaling her alluring fragrance.

A well-behaved, petite maid entered through the dark doorway. "Master, today's child slaves have arrived."

"Hmm—, lead them to the bathroom."

A hazy mist filled the warm, humid bathroom.

Nalan Yanran, fresh from her bath and wrapped in a thin gauze scarf, gracefully approached the exquisite, warm jade bed.

Pearl-like water droplets adorned her alluring body, contrasting beautifully with her smooth, white skin. A dozen or so young boys stood attending her, their initially blank gazes instantly igniting with desire

upon seeing Nalan Yanran's youthful and captivating beauty . "What are you waiting for? Come on—" Nalan Yanran giggled as she lay on the jade bed, looking at them with a radiant smile. The boys swarmed forward, their erect, large penises poking and rubbing against Nalan Yanran 's smooth, white skin, leaving mottled , alluring marks on her jade feet, legs, waist, breasts, and clitoris. Moments later, Nalan Yanran's youthful, exquisite body became even more alluring and seductive. Only a layer of ; the bodies and souls of the dozen or so boys had been completely absorbed by Nalan Yanran. "This is such a fast way to increase strength. Although it's a bit cruel, these children were originally sacrifices prepared for the Soul Emperor," Nalan Yanran murmured weakly. ... Ancient Clan. It was another formal family meeting. Xun'er sat beside the imposing and dignified Gu Yuan. The old and spoke, "Xun'er is of marriageable age. I'll presume to offer my opinion, but my grandson, Gu Qingyang , would be very suitable." Gu Yuan glanced at Xun'er, his eyes filled not with affection, but with apprehension. Xun'er wore a snow-white pleated princess dress, her face perfectly gentle, her golden hair styled in stockings. On her feet were jet-black high heels, the sharp toes and heels gleaming. She exuded the noble air of a high-ranking princess, yet also possessed the gentle and approachable charm of a young woman from the Ling family. "Gu Qingyang is the number one young talent of our Gu Clan. He's already at the fifth rank of Dou Zun, isn't he?" Gu Yuan casually asked the Grand Elder. "Yes, Qingyang just broke through to the fifth rank a few days ago, and the clan leader has been paying close attention." The First Elder smiled proudly, then looked at Xun'er beside Gu Yuan. Xun'er's noble yet languid beauty, and her exquisitely alluring eyes, made even this old man, who was almost in his grave, feel a surge of heat in his heart, and a slight stirring between his legs. "Giggle—" Xun'er looked at the many elders and giggled elegantly, releasing a dazzling golden battle aura. The powerful light made the elders squint and struggle. "This is... the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame? It's rumored that the young master was born with the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame, and it's actually true." "This... the first rank of Dou Sheng?" "Princess Xun'er has actually reached the Dou Sheng level !" Everyone exclaimed in surprise. "Slap." The white-haired elder knelt at Xun'er's feet. "Please forgive me, Princess. I am willing to serve you as the next clan leader. That child, Gu Qingyang, is only fit to be your slave." He looked at Xun'er's delicate and elegant black-stockinged feet and jet-black high heels, which were so close to him, and longed to hug and lick them. He swallowed hard. "It's alright." Xun'er said calmly, raising her beautiful legs in black stockings under her snow-white pleated skirt. She slapped the elder's face with her jet-black high heels , then stood up and helped him up. "Elder, you are thinking of the continuation of my ancient clan's bloodline. As for Brother Gu Qingyang, Xun'er still remembers him a little. Let's spend some time together first." ... Gu Yuan's harem. For thousands of years, he had married many beautiful women and had many children of different qualifications. But now, they were all confined to the backyard, which was a separate space, and became the energy . Xun'er, still dressed in a snow-white princess dress, black stockings, and jet-black high heels, was beautiful, approachable, elegant, and noble, sitting on the back of Gu Yuan, who was crawling along the bluestone path like a mount. Gu Yuan was completely naked, his slender little brother between his legs was bound by Xun'er's tattered patterned black stockings and stuffed into his bright red anus. "You did quite well today, didn't you? You look quite respectable as the Gu Clan Chief." Xun'er smiled charmingly and maturely. "That old codger, the Great Elder, dared to interfere with Master's marriage. Master—, why don't you become the Gu Clan Chief ?" Months of cruel taming had completely reduced Gu Yuan to his daughter's dog slave. "It's alright, worldly affairs can be handled by you, dog. Gu Clan Chief is just a title." As Xun'er spoke, Gu Yuan had already carried Xun'er into his large bedroom. The flawless Xun'er gracefully stood up, her sharp high heels making two holes in the bluestone slab with a "snap." Gu Yuan stood up, and Xun'er's delicate and noble white jade hand slapped his strong and supple chest muscles twice. Then she untied the black stockings binding his limp penis. Xun'er giggled and flicked it a few times with her crystal-clear fingers. Gu Yuan winced in pain, and his slender, red penis quickly trembled and stood . Xun'er gently stroked Gu Yuan's still handsome face, as if caressing a lover, and pursed her pink and delicate lips. "Your women are still waiting for you to hand over your ammunition. Hurry up and go." Gu Yuan stuck out his tongue and licked Xun'er's gentle and jade-like hand. He walked to the several young women lying limp on the bed. The women were still beautiful and charming, with gentle faces and full figures. In public, they would be considered pampered. Gu Yuan, holding his slender little brother, slapped one of his wives' fair cheeks hard, shouting, "Hurry up and lick! Lick it hard, lick it big!" The young woman sobbed and begged, "Master—" "What a nuisance. It seems you want to be sucked to ashes by Mistress Xun'er today." Gu Yuan said helplessly, prying open her mouth and thrusting his slender little brother directly into her moist, warm mouth, wriggling in her narrow throat. Princess Xun'er smiled as she walked out of the bedroom, and a little boy rushed towards her, "Sister Xun'er is getting more and more beautiful! Xiao Yu wants to be with Sister Xun'er forever!" Gu Yu, the little boy who shared the same father as Gu Xun'er, lay in Xun'er's arms, his head unconsciously rubbing against Xun'er's full, soft breasts.

The ticklish sensation felt wonderful to Xun'er, her cheeks flushed slightly. "Little Yu's little brother is growing bigger and bigger, I wonder if

his little brother is growing too?"

Xun'er's soft, boneless, smooth hands embraced Gu Yu, reaching from behind him to between his legs, kneading and playing

with him.

Gu Yu nestled dependently in his sister Xun'er's arms, "Sister, you're making me feel so good—, your breath smells

so sweet and alluring—" he said, greedily inhaling a few more breaths.

Before long, a long rod stood erect between the little boy Gu Yu's legs, protruding from his underwear. Xun'er kneaded and teased

Gu Yu's unusually sensitive little brother, "This kid, he really is a pervert, so young and already hard—" Xun'er

thought with a smile. The dense feel of Gu Yu's little brother made her feel the rich and abundant

life energy within it. Xun'er suddenly had an urge to devour it, but after thinking about it, she kindly gave up.

"Ugh," Gu Yu struggled free from Gu Xun'er's embrace. "Goodbye, Sister Xun'er. I need to pee.

My little stick is hard, so I need to pee."

"Giggle—, is that so—" Xun'er giggled sweetly and warmly. "Just pee here,

and I'll catch it for you. Let's see if you can pee."

"Ugh—" The little boy stuck to the ground, determined to pee. Xun'er bent down and pressed herself against Gu Yu,

her slender, smooth hand holding his stiff little brother and testicles. Looking at Gu Yu's tender, plump

face, Xun'er pressed her beautiful head against it and kissed him, then licked it with her fragrant tongue.

Gu Yu could feel that Sister Xun'er was interfering with his peeing, but her little hand and tongue

brought him an unusually pleasurable feeling, a ticklish, intensely comfortable sensation.

A moment later, "Hehe—, can't pee, huh!" Xun'er said mischievously. "Let me tell you, it's

your thing that's wrong. Lie down on the ground and let me step on it a few times, and it'll be fine."

Gu Yu obediently lay down on the stone slab, watching his perfect and noble

sister in a snow-white princess dress and black stockings, watching her jet-black high heel, seemingly ready to devour him, step on his stubborn, stiff

little brother.

A surge of intense pleasure washed over him, and Gu Yu felt his mind go blank, his mind instantly matured by several years. Thick,

milky fluid washed over the sole of Princess Xun'er's high heel, gradually being absorbed.

"This quality—, so delicious—, it's a pity a little boy only gets this once." Princess Xun'er savored the scent with

seductive eyes , murmuring softly, then looked at Gu Yu at her feet, "Hehe, didn't he pee

? And it feels so good, doesn't it! My high heels have amazing effects, come on, smell them—"

As Xun'er spoke, she moved her jade-like feet in pure black high heels, lightly stepping on Gu Yu's face, carefully

avoiding hurting him with the sharp heels.

Chapter Twenty-Two:

Little boy Gu Yu buried his head in Xun'er's jet-black high heels, intoxicated by the alluring

fragrance emanating from them.

Suddenly, a young woman walked in from the other courtyard, kneeling at Xun'er's feet, sobbing and begging, "Xun'er, you

can play with us, but please let these children go, they are all your brothers!"

"You're so annoying—, Xiao Yu is so cute, how could I hurt him?" Xun'er said, her delicate

little hands pulling up the young woman and throwing her into Gu Yuan's bed in the room.

Xun'er entered the room. Gu Yuan was panting, lying on top of his two beautiful, charming wives. His long, slender, fiery red

penis was half-embedded in the women's tender, white vaginas, from which a wet, white-yellow fluid flowed.

"Not bad, quite a lot today." Xun'er gracefully walked forward, stepping onto the warm, smooth jade bed.

A seductive, alluring black high heel pressed down on Gu Yuan's penis, grinding it a few times. Xun'er

smiled gently, watching her father Gu Yuan's pained expression. Then, she thrust her sharp, small black high heel into

the women's vaginas, wriggling and absorbing the life-giving fluids of Gu Yuan and the others.

Moments later, Xun'er used her high heel to stomp on the women's smooth, white skin, absorbing all their energized love fluids amidst their

weak struggles. The sole of her black high heel bore

fragrant, mottled marks, exceptionally alluring.

Gu Yuan looked at Xun'er's petite and alluring high heels, his face moving closer as if to suckle them.

Xun'er giggled and kicked Gu Yuan away, walking over to Gu Yu's birth mother. Her elegant, sharp high heel slammed into

her mouth with a "snap." Xun'er's soft, boneless, pure white silk-stockinged foot trod across her full body, caressing and teasing

her, then thrusting into her vagina, writhing and moving.

Xun'er chuckled seductively, watching her vagina gradually overflow with honey-like fluid, "Am I just playing with

you? Don't you feel happy?"

...

Several days later, Gu Qingyang, having obtained Xun'er's permission, prepared to visit his Xun'er sister to cultivate their relationship.

Xun'er's door was tightly closed, but even through the gauze curtains, the rich fragrance wafted from the room. Gu Qingyang

took a deep breath of Xun'er's intoxicating scent. Just as he was about to knock, he heard soft, panting

sounds from inside and peered in.

Inside the room, Xun'er wore a pure white cheongsam. The snow-white silk

complemented her delicate, milky-white face, and the tight-fitting cheongsam accentuated her full, firm breasts and slender waist.

Xun'er's pink lips exhaled fragrant breaths as she breathed softly, clearly enjoying herself. Beneath the slit of her skirt,

between her snow-white thighs, Gu Qingyang saw the still handsome and dignified face of Gu Yuan, the patriarch of the Gu clan.

"So comfortable—your tongue is getting more and more agile," Xun'er said languidly.

"Would you like some honey or holy water?"

Gu Yuan inhaled the rich, intoxicating fragrance emanating from the delicate flower-like buds beneath Xun'er's skirt. Before he could answer, Xun'er

's pure white silk-stockinged feet pressed down on his already erect penis.

Xun'er's delicate feet teased and played with Gu Yuan's slender little brother. "How dare you, you lowly dog

, drink my sweet nectar? My nectar is reserved for Brother Xiao Yan." Xun'er said sweetly,

then her delicate foot slapped Gu Yuan's burning little brother hard, her tone turning cold, "Get ready, this is my

holy water, morning brew!"

The sound of flowing water drifted out the window. Gu Qingyang looked at Xun'er's goddess-like, perfect

body , imagining Xun'er's fragrant and noble holy water with a smug look, and swallowed hard.

Then Xun'er stretched, revealing her perfect figure, and said to Gu Yuan gently yet aloofly, "This..."

"There are some food scraps left over from the past few days, come and clean them up." She said, perching on Gu Yuan's face.

Gu Qingyang listened to the languid, alluring moans, his eyes narrowed as he imagined Princess Xun'er sitting

on his face, her soft, white thighs tightly wrapped around him in her elegant, hazy

skirt, kissing her delicate anus, sucking on the countless folds of her vulva. In a daze,

Gu Qingyang went home, focused on his cultivation, and advanced another level.

Several days later, Gu Qingyang could no longer suppress his longing and yearning for Xun'er. Her queenly,

languid aura filled his mind. He calmly walked towards Xun'er's room, no longer

hoping to have a romantic relationship with her. He no longer wished to replace Gu Yuan; if not, then licking and cleaning her spotless

white silk feet and her elegant, sharp high heels would be wonderful enough.

This time, Gu Qingyang stood outside Xun'er's door, and through the peephole, he saw another, even more familiar figure.

His grandfather, the Great Elder of the Ancient Clan, knelt at Xun'er's feet, his body completely naked, licking and sucking at Xun'er's

sacred and noble pure white silk-stockinged feet. Besides the bright saliva left by the Great Elder, the stockings were also covered with numerous

yellowish, sticky stains.

Xun'er, still dressed in a snow-white cheongsam, reclined gracefully, holding a wine glass, elegantly savoring the essence of the Bodhi tree

she had collected alluring legs, the hem of her cheongsam swaying, emitting her delicate

and intoxicating fragrance. Her snow-white silk-stockinged feet, stained with the love fluids of her several stepmothers, were pressing against the Great Elder's face.

"I was thinking that if you had come to submit earlier, I was going to reward you with some worn-out stockings and broken high heels,

but you, you old dog, hesitated and only came today," Xun'er said coquettishly and noblely.

"Yes, yes, it's the old dog's fault. I'm already satisfied just to lick Your Majesty's beautiful feet in stockings," the aged

elder said, kowtowing. "This old dog has a wish: I'd like Your Majesty to step on this old dog's

face with your pure black high heels."

"That's not too much to ask. Bring me the shoes. Aren't you afraid I'll gouge your eyes out?"

Xun'er said, supporting her snow-white head with her slender hands.

The elder used his mouth to pick up Xun'er's high heels and put them on her. Xun'er, with her long, white, beautiful legs, stepped

on the elder's aged face, twisting and grinding against it.

The elder struggled involuntarily, enjoying the unusual pleasure, then stuck out his tongue, licking and looking down

at Xun'er's sharp, alluring high heels.

Xun'er, her eyes alluring, chuckled gracefully and then said languidly to the door, "Brother Qingyang!

Aren't you tired standing outside? Come in and play—" With that

, Xun'er pulled Gu Qingyang onto the bed with a flick of her jade-like hand.

Xun'er kicked the Grand Elder, leaving him severely injured and lying helplessly on the floor. Then she stood up, stepping on Gu

Qingyang's body, elegantly and playfully watching him. Her sharp shoes quickly tore

Gu Qingyang's clothes to shreds, leaving his strong, masculine body covered in numerous cuts.

"What's the point of peeping? Let Xun'er play with you directly, you'll enjoy it too, won't you?" Xun'er's sweet, pink

lips curved into a cruel, seductive smile, like a succubus ready to devour him.

"Xun'er, Empress, I'm already satisfied to be trampled to death like this by you." Gu Qingyang looked reluctantly at Empress Xun'er

's perfect body, his fiery red and large penis standing erect beneath him.

Xun'er lifted her white silk-stockinged legs, her blood-red pure black high heels teasing and playing with Gu Qingyang's thick penis,

then her jade hand reached under her skirt to knead her delicate flower, drops of honey dripping onto Gu Qingyang's body.

Xun'er's eyes were seductive, "It's so big, I really want to sit on it—", Xun'er

murmured , "Then sit on it."

Xun'er grasped Gu Qingyang's burning penis, her snow-white and perfect body sitting down gracefully, her delicate and narrow

flower tightly enveloping Gu Qingyang's fiery rod, the Grand Elder under the bed filled with jealousy.

She nestled in Gu Qingyang's arms, her face weak as she hummed and twisted her snow-white and smooth body.

"Brother Qingyang! Come and love me—"

Chapter Twenty-Three: Nalan Yanran Subdues Soul Extinction.

Gu Qingyang couldn't resist and involuntarily embraced Xun'er's slender, smooth waist. His whole body

trembled , and his hips moved involuntarily, gushing thick, white semen from his burning member.

The intense stimulation and pleasurable sensation left Gu Qingyang's mind blank, as if floating on air.

Xun'er's narrow, delicate flower still tightly gripped Gu Qingyang's burning member, and his viscous semen sprayed

directly into the depths of her flower core, crashing and bringing her long-lost pleasure.

The sweet and alluring Xun'er nestled in Gu Qingyang's arms like a kitten, her seductive eyes absorbing

the rich energy of Gu Qingyang's virgin semen, shedding impurities.

"What are you thinking? This is your first time, I'm only giving you a chance. After this, I'll just break your thing."

Xun'er giggled as she lay on top of Gu Qingyang, speaking gently.

Gu Qingyang stared blankly at Xun'er's curvaceous body and perfect face. "Xun'er, Empress, you're so beautiful—

"

"Really." Xun'er giggled as she pulled away from Gu Qingyang, then lifted her cheongsam and sat on his

face . "Come on, take it in your mouth, catch this Empress's holy water."

Gu Qingyang happily took Xun'er's fragrant and delicate flower into his mouth, his tongue licking and combing her exquisite hair. A

stream of turbid holy water gushed down, a mixture of foul-smelling urine, sweet love juice, and his own essence residue washing

into Gu Qingyang's mouth.

Gu Qingyang endured the slight discomfort, savoring it carefully, like tasting a fine wine.

Soul Palace.

"How can you be so shameless, huh? You bitch." Nalan Yanran, dressed in a black, tight-fitting lingerie, knelt before Hun Miesheng

. Hun Miesheng slapped Nalan Yanran's buttocks and thighs repeatedly with his hands, causing Nalan Yanran to let

out seductive moans of "Mmm—ah—", her graceful and alluring body swaying, her round, white thighs

and buttocks twisting and turning.

"Ah—, a bitch is so shameless, Master's beating feels so good—" Nalan Yanran's pink lips panted

, her loose hair exuding a seductive fragrance.

Hun Miesheng pushed Nalan Yanran

down, holding his already erect and burning little brother between her legs, thrusting it between her soft and elastic body a few times. Then he got up, turned her over,

and slapped Nalan Yanran's flushed face with his hot rod before feeding it into her mouth.

Nalan Yanran gave Hun Miesheng a flirtatious glare, her red lips and white teeth moving as she sucked on his essence.

A stimulating, spasmodic pleasure surged through him, and Hun Miesheng pressed Nalan Yanran's alluring head down forcefully.

"Bitch, eat it all up!" he said, thrusting his hips and rubbing his lips against her deep throat.

After a moment, Nalan Yanran nestled in Hun Miesheng's arms, licking

his chest with her lips and tongue, which were covered in milky white fluid. Hun Miesheng looked at her youthful yet mature and beautiful face. "Was it really that enjoyable? How about

next time I'm the dog?" "Okay," she said with a charming smile.

Another day, Hun Miesheng lay naked on the bed when Nalan Yanran walked in. She was wearing a

simple, pure white princess dress, with her long, flowing golden hair and pure white high heels. She exuded a holy and unapproachable

aura, without a trace of seductive charm.

Hun Miesheng's little brother immediately hardened. Nalan Yanran slowly walked over, her slender, fair legs

peeking out from under her skirt. Her pure white high heels stepped on the broken cobblestones, then gently trod on Hun

Miesheng's burning little brother, rubbing and teasing him. "You restless dog, aren't you? You get hard as soon as you see your master?"

"Yes, Master, you're so beautiful!" Hun Miesheng said, but Nalan Yanran stomped hard on his face.

"Bang, bang!" She mercilessly stomped on Hun Miesheng's mouth and cheeks with the sole of her pebble-covered high heels, then

kicked him off the bed.

"You lowly dog! Understand your current status, kneel down on the floor for this princess!" Nalan Yanran

leaned back languidly on the edge of the bed, stretching gracefully and noblely.

"Alright." Hun Miesheng reluctantly knelt at her feet, looking at her noble and alluring body, his hot

penis sticking straight up to the ground.

"Honestly, you dog, you're so annoying to look at!" Nalan Yanran pressed down on Hun Miesheng's head, her alluring legs

extended, her pure white high heels pressing hard against Hun Miesheng's burning red tongue on the bluestone floor, grinding and rubbing

it.

"You, how dare you—" A sharp pain struck, a heavy sense of oppression overwhelmed Hun Miesheng, who prepared to rise and resist.

Then came intense pleasure, a prolonged, convulsing wave of blissful sensation, and streams of thick, milky-white fluid gushed out,

endlessly .

Nalan Yanran smiled elegantly, lifting her jade-like foot, using the sole of her high heel to tightly clamp his ejaculating

penis , her jagged sole directly against the opening, absorbing and devouring his life-giving fluid.

Hun Miesheng knelt limply at Nalan Yanran's feet, dazed. "Feels good, does

n't it? This is just the beginning—!" Nalan Yanran's deep, alluring voice swept over Hun Miesheng's heart. "Come, let me

dress you up properly, you lowly dog."

Nalan Yanran took out her unwashed black stockings and black gauze undergarment that she had changed out of a few days ago, and

dressed the naked Hun Miesheng in them, then put a long wig over his head. "How is it? You still look quite good, you lowly dog." Hun Miesheng

looked at the beautiful bitch in the mirror, a strange pleasure overflowing in his heart, a tingling, itchy, and comfortable

weakness .

Nalan Yanran's fair and beautiful hands caressed and kneaded Hun Miesheng's limp, spitting-white

penis through his black stockings. A strange sensation washed over him, and his penis immediately grew larger. His legs went weak, and he knelt

before Nalan Yanran again.

"Hehe—, you're still such a good boy." Nalan Yanran took out another pair of worn black stockings,

still emitting a damp, strong stench, and covered Hun Miesheng's eyes, stuffing the toe of the stocking into his nose

.

"Do you want to lick my tender little feet?" Nalan Yanran leaned back on the bed languidly and seductively,

speaking gently.

"Yes, Master!"

"Hehe," her tone turned cold, "Do you think you're worthy, you lowly dog? You can only lick the soles of this

princess !"

She lifted her jade-like foot, and the pure white high heel stepped on Hun Miesheng's face, the sole covered in sand and grime still reeking of

the sticky white fluid he had just left.

Hun Miesheng breathed in the stench from Nalan Yanran's black stockings, yet found it strangely delicious, inhaling more and more,

drunkenly holding Nalan Yanran's delicate ankles, licking the soles of her high heels.

Nalan Yanran looked at the Soul Palace Master kneeling at her feet, licking her shoes, feeling a surge of pleasure and pride. She

gently rubbed her fragrant, delicate flower-like bud through her pure white princess dress, then beckoned

in .

The child slaves were all very young and looked dazed. They approached Nalan

Yanran one by one, their engorged penises erect. "Sister, you're so beautiful!" Nalan Yanran smiled seductively, her delicate, slender hands

kneading the child slaves' penises, thick, viscous semen spraying onto her body. "Sleep well, become

nourishment for your sister!" Nalan Yanran whispered in the child slaves' ears, then her hands

absorbed them, turning their bodies into energy that she completely absorbed.

Meanwhile, Soul Palace Master Soul Extinction remained kneeling at Nalan Yanran's feet, dressed in women's clothing, a black gauze undergarment, his eyes

covered by stockings, licking the soles of Nalan Yanran's high heels. Nalan Yanran teased his slender legs,

shoving the heels into his mouth, intermittently licking, "Come, you lowly dog, serve your master well."

Nalan Yanran continued absorbing the child slave, her cultivation increasing again, until the last one. She looked at the child slave

's large, burning penis, his handsome face, and the delicate flower bud beneath her long skirt unconsciously became moist.

Her delicate tongue licked her pink lips, and she kicked the kneeling Soul Extinction into a corner, throwing her

two high heels at him, "You lowly dog, licking your noble and beautiful high heels in the corner, this princess will rest

for a while!"

Nalan Yanran said, then carried the child slave to the bed. The last child slave looked at Nalan Yanran's flawless

face. "Sister, am I going to be drained like them? I... I'd still be willing."

"Hehe—you won't end up like them!" Nalan Yanran giggled brightly,

kissed his tender face, spread him on the bed, then grasped his small, large penis, lifted her skirt, and sat down

. "Ah—, so big!" Nalan Yanran moaned, then pressed herself against the child slave.

Nalan Yanran's body was much taller than the child slave's. Her slender, smooth legs wrapped around the child slave's legs

like , and the child slave's face was pressed against her firm breasts,

sucking on the hard, red nipples, enjoying the last pleasure of his life.

"So comfortable—, so hot—" Nalan Yanran moved against the child slave's body, panting softly.

Hun Miesheng, gradually recovering from his earlier exhaustion, tossed aside Nalan Yanran's high heels and lifted...

He pulled back the stockings covering his eyes and saw Nalan Yanran having sex with a child slave right in front of him, which enraged him.

Hun Miesheng stepped forward, pulled the child slave away, and slapped Nalan Yanran's perfect, delicate face. "Who do you

think you are? A slut, a bitch." He roughly pinned her down, venting his anger.

Afterwards, he ordered Nalan Yanran to be locked in the dungeon.

In the empty dungeon, Nalan Yanran, still dressed in a pure white princess dress, was chained to a cold iron

pillar . Bored and lonely, she idly practiced her cultivation techniques, sometimes fantasizing that perhaps Xiao Yan or Yao Chen would return

to rescue her.

Just a few days later, while Nalan Yanran was still asleep, she felt an alluring person licking her smooth, white

feet. She groggily awoke and saw Hun Miesheng kneeling at her feet. "Heh, hehe—isn't this

my Lord of the Soul Palace? Is he going to kneel at my feet and lick a bitch's feet?"

"Master—, I was wrong, this lowly dog was wrong, this lowly dog will be Master's dog from now on." Hun Miesheng was

addicted to the pleasure of masochism.

"Alright—, this princess forgives you. Come, doggy, drink Master's holy water!" Hun Miesheng

obediently lay down at Nalan Yanran's feet, and Nalan Yanran sat on him.

Instantly, a rich fragrance and a moist, pungent smell enveloped Hun Miesheng. Drunk and as always, he experienced

a strangely stimulating pleasure. A "gurgling" stream of yellowish water washed over him, and he hastily took a bite. It was pungent yet sweet and

delicious , leaving a lingering aftertaste. The rest washed over Hun Miesheng's face and body.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Xiao Yan at the Flower Sect.

Xiao Yan and Little Fairy Doctor traveled along, very carefree and relaxed.

When Little Fairy Doctor was poisoning others to extract their essence, she acted cold-blooded and queen-like, making Xiao Yan feel an urge to kneel on

the muddy ground and lick the sharp heels of her blood-stained high heels. However, when Little Fairy Doctor nestled in

his arms, she became pure and shy, and apart from the poisonous aura constantly emanating from her fragrant hair, there was

no trace of evil.

Xiao Yan held Little Fairy Doctor's soft, smooth waist, and then, having had his fill of playing with her

, they fell into the space tunnel leading to Zhongzhou.

When Xiao Yan woke up, he vaguely saw the woman in front of his bed, dressed in a pure white dress,

radiating . Breathing in the woman's milky fragrance, Xiao Yan realized that she was not Little Fairy Doctor, but

Yun Yun.

"You—, it's been a long time, thank you for taking care of me—" Xiao Yan said, his voice choked with emotion.

"It's alright. You're Yanran's husband, so it's only right that I take care of you. This is the Flower Sect, so you should rest and recuperate

. Little Fairy Doctor is also in good condition." Yun Yun smiled brightly, seemingly forgetting their past.

"Ugh, cough cough." Xiao Yan struggled on the bed, wanting to get up, embrace Yun Yun, and push her down for

a passionate His weak body collapsed onto the bed, while Yun Yun had already left with a smile.

In the Flower Sect's villa, the Second Sect Master, Cao Ying, reclined elegantly and languidly on the jade bed. Her mature and graceful

body exuded a seductive aura. She wore a deep pink nightgown, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin at her chest . Her long, black-stockinged legs and high-heeled feet played with the full, snow-white breasts of the young maids

kneeling before the bed, using the sharp, cold toes and heels of her shoes . "That old witch Jin Hua, she held a grudge just because I disciplined her once, and before she died she even wanted to pass on her skills and the position of sect leader to some greenhorn girl from outside." Cao Ying murmured, complaining. She asked bring her little lover?" "Yes, Master, Yun Yun took good care of the man while he was unconscious, and their relationship is unusually intimate." The pretty young maid said, Cao Ying's high heels playing with and poking at her full, tender breasts. Gradually, the pink cherries turned bright red and stiff. The maid breathed heavily, "Mmm—, so comfortable, Master." Several days later. In Little Fairy Doctor's room, two pure white, smooth, beautiful bodies nestled together, their two pairs of plump, round, white thighs pressed tightly together, clusters of sweet nectar sliding down their thighs and calves from their delicate flower garden. Little Fairy Doctor shyly buried her head between Yun Yun's ample bosom, "Sister Yun Yun, you really know how to play—" In Xiao Yan's room , Cao Ying's maid, dressed in a black and white maid outfit, said, "Young Master, please come with me, the Sect Master invites you." "Yun Yun could have just come directly to me, why call a maid?" he thought to himself, looking at the maid's youthful and alluring back. The thick black stockings on her slender legs accentuated the white sheen of her thighs, and the fluffy white maid's skirt swayed with her shapely buttocks. Xiao Yan's eyes burned with desire. "Giggle—" The maid stood at the door of Cao Ying's room, giggling at Xiao Yan. "Brother Xiao Yan— don't be impatient. If you serve your mistress well, you can do whatever you want with her." Xiao Yan opened the door, puzzled. The rich, moist fragrance of a mature woman instantly made him feel intoxicated and dazed. He looked at the noble and languid figure reclining on the jade bed, her deep pink robe-like nightgown exuding endless allure. Xiao Yan's legs immediately hardened. Cao Ying gently twisted her beautiful body, her slender, long, black-stockinged feet lightly kicking off the bed, her exquisite black leather high heels falling to the floor. "Handsome boy—don't you want to put my high heels on?" Cao Ying said seductively. Xiao Yan stepped forward, about to bend down to pick up Cao Ying's shoes. Cao Ying, her fair wrists supporting her delicate head, looked at him. Her long, beautiful legs were slightly raised, her smooth, petite, and alluring black stockings pressing against the bulge between Xiao Yan's legs, rubbing up and down. "So hot—" Cao Ying gasped softly. The smooth touch of her stockinged feet and Cao Ying 's seductive breath made Xiao Yan's heart race, and his penis trembled involuntarily. "Shouldn't a refined and noble empress like me kneel and put shoes on for me? My human skin high heels smell very good!" Cao Ying smiled teasingly, her black stockinged feet pressing firmly against Xiao Yan 's bulge. Looking at the alluring and mature Cao Ying, dressed in a pink nightgown and pure black stockings, Xiao Yan's pent-up subservience, which he hadn't been able to vent on Little Fairy Doctor, finally erupted. He knelt reverently at Cao Ying's feet, his face pressed against the inside of her pure black human skin high heels. A damp, sweaty stench wafted up, and Xiao Yan took a deep breath, feeling a sense of satisfaction. He stuck out his tongue and licked the inside of Cao Ying's high heels, making the filthy interior smooth and shiny. The pungent smell of her feet lingered in Xiao Yan's mouth, refusing to dissipate, and he continued to savor it. Cao Ying's petite, alluring black-stockinged feet stepped on Xiao Yan's head, patting it, her full, exquisite toes...

Through her black stockings, Cao Ying caressed and kneaded Xiao Yan's handsome face. She watched him, smiling happily.

Chapter Twenty-Five:

Cao Ying, the mature and alluring woman of the Flower Sect, dressed in a charming and elegant pink robe-style nightgown, languidly reclined on the bed,

watching Xiao Yan kneel on the floor and put her shoes on with his mouth.

Cao Ying teased her stockinged legs, using the soles of her high heels to stomp on Xiao Yan's face and

head

. "Hehe, little handsome boy, you're quite skilled. Come on, enjoy Mommy's taste." She said coquettishly, pulling Xiao Yan's head down between her legs.

A moist, rich, and enticing fragrance wafted over, and Xiao Yan was instantly captivated. In the hazy

space between the deep pink skirt, through Cao Ying's thin, lace panties, Xiao Yan delicately inhaled and licked her exquisite and vibrant stamens and petals.

"Ah, so comfortable." Cao Ying enjoyed Xiao Yan's oral service, striking alluring poses, teasing her long,

slender legs in black stockings, and using her exquisite high heels to provoke and manipulate Xiao Yan's erect penis.

"Giggle, so big." Cao Ying giggled, flipping Xiao Yan over and wrapping her legs around his neck. Xiao Yan

watched as the sharp, beautiful heel of one of Cao Ying's high heels pierced his narrow urethra.

Instantly, a burning, searing pain surged through him, followed by an intense, overwhelming pleasure. "Ah—"

Xiao Yan screamed hoarsely beneath Cao Ying's deep pink skirt. "You sinner, do you

like ?" Cao Ying smiled seductively, her high heel moving up and down

inside Xiao Yan's penis, the wrinkled sole grinding against his sensitive glans, rotating and rubbing.

"I like it, so good." Xiao Yan exhaled weakly.

Cao Ying's sharp, long heel pierced Xiao Yan's penis completely, turning it purplish-red. Thick,

bright red blood flowed from the tip of his penis, staining the sole of Cao Ying's high heel. Cao Ying

licked , "I'm cleaning up your filth, you lowly commoner!"

"Shh." The intense pain and stimulating pleasure made Xiao Yan pant heavily. Cao Ying pulled the heel out of Xiao Yan's

narrow passage, the sharp, slender heel covered in Xiao Yan's bright red blood and milky white fluid. With a flick of her jade foot,

she shoved it into Xiao Yan's mouth.

Xiao Yan licked and sucked Cao Ying's heels and dirty soles, embracing the beautiful, smooth

legs . He gazed at her snow-white chest and her noble, charming face. "Master—, you're so beautiful!"

"Giggle—, so good." Cao Ying giggled, patting Xiao Yan's head. Then she stood up and threw

him onto the bed. Looking at his small but hard penis, she stepped directly onto it with her elegant high heels, a wicked

smile on her face, watching her sharp heels rub and writhe against Xiao Yan's red, throbbing head.

"Ah—" Xiao Yan let out a hoarse, pleasurable moan, his whole body trembling. His not-so-large penis

"plop plop" spurted out, clumps sticking to his chest and chin.

"You lowly dog, you have no stamina! I haven't even had my fill, and you're already enjoying yourself!" Cao Ying said coldly, lifting

her beautiful legs and jade-like feet. The sharp heels of her high heels left several bloody scratches on Xiao Yan's body. Then,

clutching her pink nightgown, she wrapped her full legs around Xiao Yan's head and fell into a blissful sleep.

Xiao Yan was tucked into the hem of her skirt, breathing in the moist and alluring fragrance, his face pressed against the enchanting woman's delicate, moist

flower garden , filled with an exceptionally tempting, pungent odor. Drops of thick nectar flowed from Cao Ying's honeyed orifice,

which Xiao Yan ate, licking and cleaning her full petals and moist flower garden.

For the next few days, Xiao Yan spent every night in Cao Ying's boudoir. Kneeling at the feet of her elegant and exquisite

high heels , he looked at her beautiful and seductive body and face, enjoying her beautiful humiliation, being wantonly played with and

exploited.

Another day, Xiao Yan lay listlessly in bed. Yun Yun, dressed in a blue and white dress, came to visit him. "Why are

you getting worse and worse?" Yun Yun asked with loving tenderness, her fair and tender face close to his,

the fragrant breath from her delicate nose brushing against his neck.

Xiao Yan smelled the warm, milky scent of Yun Yun's body, reached out and hugged her tightly. "I missed you so much,"

Xiao Yan said, and they began to kiss passionately, rolling and rubbing against each other on the bed.

"How shameless—" Yun Yun's delicate, fair hands caressed Xiao Yan's chest, and after another round of

kisses , Yun Yun pulled down Xiao Yan's underwear, kneading and playing with it for a while. Xiao Yan's penis was still limp and

lifeless. "Why is it so small?" Yun Yun asked Xiao Yan in a coquettish voice.

"Uh, I guess I haven't recovered yet," Xiao Yan said awkwardly. "What a spoilsport!" Yun Yun stood up,

lifting slender, boneless white-stockinged legs. Her exquisite, soft blue high heels stepped on Xiao Yan's penis, gently twisting

and rubbing it before she turned and left.

Night. In Cao Ying's fragrant boudoir, Xiao Yan was pressed tightly against the bed by Cao Ying's curvaceous and alluring body.

Cao Ying moaned passionately, her full breasts rubbing against him

, her elastic buttocks squeezing against his stiff, burning penis.

Xiao Yan trembled slightly, his rich life essence gushing into Cao Ying's body. "So good—," Cao Ying

squinted her eyes, enjoying the sensation of being pierced, absorbing the abundant energy contained within.

Xiao Yan, exhausted and still savoring the fleeting pleasure,

was kicked alluring black high heels stomped on his face several times. "You dog slave!

Do you think you can linger on your master's bed? Lick these shoes clean!"

Xiao Yan meekly licked and cleaned Cao Ying's high heels in the corner of the bed. The salty, astringent

sweat left inside was incredibly delicious, intoxicatingly so.

"Hehe—, come on, master will give you some extra treat!" Xiao Yan held the delicate high heels in front of him.

Cao Ying, her eyes crinkling with a drunken allure, elegantly and slowly spat out a mouthful of thick, viscous saliva into the high heels

.

Just as Xiao Yan was about to eat the shoes, Cao Ying cried out, "Who!"

A sudden gust of wind arose, doors and windows flew open, and the bright moonlight outside illuminated the room.

"Second Sect Master, you're quick indeed! You dare touch my people!" Yun Yun and Little Fairy Doctor entered,

their pure white dresses fluttering in the wind, ethereal and hazy in the moonlight.

"Hehe—, do you think I'm afraid of you two little girls?" Cao Ying laughed seductively, her deep purple

nightgown swaying, and a pink, alluring aura of battle energy swirling around her.

After a beautiful and captivating fight, Little Fairy Doctor's pure white, holy high heels stomped on Cao Ying,

the sharp heels piercing between her legs, leaving bloodstains.

The poisonous gas emitted by Little Fairy Doctor made Cao Ying dizzy and intoxicated. Little Fairy Doctor said playfully and cutely, "Old

woman, do you want to become nourishment directly, or do you want to be someone's insole?" As she spoke, she used her jade feet in high heels

to step on Cao Ying's full and plump breasts, poking and kicking them. The high heels, covered in sand and gravel, rubbed against Cao Ying's

purplish-red cherries. The cherries gradually stiffened and flowed out strands of milk, which Cao Ying tenderly and passionately poured out.

Beside him, "Yun Yun—" Xiao Yan stood up, wanting to embrace Yun Yun's slender waist. Yun Yun giggled

and kicked Xiao Yan to the ground, lifting her high-heeled foot to step on Xiao Yan's growing penis. "Hehe,

you slut, so shameless! Now you want to hug and kiss me?"

"Ptooey—" Yun Yun casually spat out a mouthful of fragrant saliva, which stuck to the corner of Xiao Yan's mouth. Xiao Yan consciously

licked it into his mouth, savoring it. "So fragrant, so sweet—" Xiao Yan said ingratiatingly.

Xiao Yan continued to kneel in front of Yun Yun, as if proposing. He looked at Yun Yun's slender, alluring white silk

legs and her smooth, round thighs, and his heart burned with desire. He rubbed his face against Yun Yun's skirt!

"Shameless—" Yun Yun said gently, then lightly kicked Xiao Yan away, lifting her exquisite, soft

sky-blue high heels to tease and play with Xiao Yan's penis between his legs.

Xiao Yan knelt on the cold floor. Yun Yun's soft, delicate high heels brought him endless stimulation and pleasure.

Looking at Yun Yun's pure and flawless body and face, he took her soft, white hand and said devoutly, "Let

me be your dog, okay?"

"No way!" Yun Yun replied shyly. Her soft high heel kicked between Xiao Yan's legs.

Xiao Yan felt a sudden pain, followed by another wave of pleasure. Thick streams of life fluid gushed out.

"Giggle—" Yun Yun used the sole of her high heel to firmly block Xiao Yan's gushing orifice. The tight

blockage stimulated Xiao Yan intensely, and the intense pleasure overwhelmed him.

Afterwards, Xiao Yan knelt weakly on the ground. Yun Yun lifted her sky-blue high-heeled jade foot and stepped on Xiao Yan's face.

It was still covered with a lot of his fishy-smelling fluid, making Xiao Yan feel nauseous. "Come on, you little rascal,

lick the soles of my shoes clean, and I'll forgive you. You'll still be my little lover, hee hee."

Yun Yun giggled like a little woman. Looking at her sweet face, Xiao Yan immediately began to devour and

lick . He took Yun Yun's delicate feet, along with her high heels, into his mouth, sucking and licking them.

Little Fairy Doctor came over and climbed on top of Xiao Yan, her crystal-clear fingernails tracing patterns on his handsome face.

"Looks like we've been too good to you!"

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