The Legend of Condor Heroes 12

This day, this night, was a full moon. At the old Guo Jing residence, the gilded signboard of the "Thirteen Protectors' Sacred Flame Temple" shone brightly amidst the
surrounding The abundance of lanterns and torches should have indicated a bustling atmosphere, but the streets were deserted. A deserted street should be quiet, with the lonely cries of stray dogs and the watchman's croaking audible. But the street was incomprehensible, utterly deafening. The noise originated from the residence. The noise wasn't composed of language or tone of voice. It came from the rapid breathing and incoherent moans of countless men. "Mi~ Susa Nida~~ Nanmo Nanshahe~~~" "Ma Mei Ma Mei Hum~ Ma Mei~ Hum~ A He A He~" A chilling chant. The courtyard of the mansion, neither large nor small,
was a comfortable and elegant place if the master and his servants recited poetry and made merry together. The chanting, like weeping, with its highs and lows and varied pitches, made one want to tear their heart out. One could even feel one's bones grinding involuntarily in sync with the chanting's tone. A blood-red cloak shrouded a figure—a woman's figure, the chanter. The courtyard was crowded with people, including famous masters like Lu Youjiao and Wu Santong, as well as a bunch of beggars and martial arts practitioners. It
was incredibly crowded. This group of people shared several common traits. First, regardless of their renowned skill, none of them could currently unleash even a fraction of their power; they were weaker than ordinary people. This weakness
stemmed from two reasons: their internal energy was suppressed by the "Ten Fragrant Tendon-Softening Powder," and they were extremely hungry. Anyone who hadn't eaten anything for seven days, consuming only dubious medications, would lack any strength. Second, they were all self-proclaimed righteous individuals. Third, they were all men. Fourth, they were all naked in the cold wind. Finally, their genitals were all erect, engorged, and throbbing. The woman chanting, looking up to the sky, let out a long, sharp cry that soared to the heavens, demonstrating her profound skill. Before the righteous men were laid out plump, hearty roasted ducks, sweet-sauce fatty chickens, braised pork legs, and dragon's
saliva tofu, among other delicacies. At the very front was a grand stage, a thousand times more magnificent than any ordinary opera troupe's makeshift stage. The stage floor was covered with thick
, smooth, soft, and warm silk, stuffed with freshly burned charcoal ash; even barefoot on it, one could feel a warmth rising from their toes. Around the stage, a thousand torches formed a backdrop on three sides, illuminating the stands brightly and warmly. On such a stage, even completely naked, one would not feel cold. Therefore, the current emperor, standing naked in the stands...
Lord Wang, standing beside the Emperor, was completely naked. First Lady, also naked except for a feather fan in her hand, which she waved in a strange manner. Taotie Gong, the world's number one chef, was dressed in thick robes, his hands never idle; whenever
the dishes in front of the righteous men cooled, he would immediately take them back and reheat them, keeping them piping hot and enticingly fragrant. The Emperor smiled, looking smugly at the woman in the red cloak, beneath which lay a completely naked
body. Even the lecherous Lord Wang, First Lady who dared to devour Taotie Gong's cooking, and the cold-blooded Taotie Gong himself
, dared not look at this woman. A beautiful face, a graceful figure, fine skin, and snow-white complexion are the timeless requirements for beauty.
Women throughout history in the Central Plains, whether beautiful or not, will always have some degree of
these qualities. If a woman completely lacks even the slightest of these qualities, she is considered a rare exception. Such a rare exception is utterly unpleasant to look at. If she were naked, many men would feel an urge to gouge out their own eyes. Chu Keren, the "Female Bodhisattva," is such a woman. The enormous Chu Keren has only one eye; the other was gouged out in a battle. Her face is covered with black spots of varying sizes—marks left by poisoned hidden weapons. Her mouth consisted only of her upper lip, and her teeth were golden and crooked—
a patchwork of features painstakingly reconstructed by a divine healer after a brutal fight in which she barely survived. For a possible opportunity to attack, her modified golden canines were not four, but
eight, three times the length of normal human canines, sharp and protruding beyond her lips. She was called a female bodhisattva because of her Maitreya Buddha-like belly, the
result of rigorous training in "invulnerability." While techniques like the Golden Bell Cover, Iron Shirt, and Horizontal Training would result in tough skin and flesh, the female bodhisattva's "Soft Cushion Heart Sutra"
created a thick layer of soft fat. This didn't even include her scale-like back, toad-like neck, and blackened palms from poison training. Just looking at the symbols of womanhood—breasts? Absolutely not, it was caused by practicing strange demonic arts. The genitals? The female bodhisattva's lower body, having already raped too many men, had become a terrifyingly loose and gaping hole, and by some extraordinary
gift , her pubic hair was like a steel brush. The chanting female bodhisattva, sweating profusely, her three plump mounds swaying with her limbs
, was having intercourse with a man in a woman-on-top position. The man's genitals were bleeding profusely from being scratched by the strange, stiff hair, his cheeks bruised and swollen from being slapped by fat hands, yet he
remained silent, only thrusting harder and harder amidst the humiliation. With each thrust, the female bodhisattva's face filled with pleasure; as the penis withdrew, the female bodhisattva would
slap the man hard across the face. First, she gracefully waved her fan, her body trembling slightly, and said to Lord Wang, "
Who is the man being raped by Chu Keren? To be able to do this, he's truly a tough guy!" Lord Wang replied, "This man is a Mongol, Yelü Qi. Several of His Majesty's most favored concubines are
related to him. He's Huang Rong's son-in-law, Yelü Yan's brother, and Guo Fu's husband. I heard
he was also the mistress of Wanyan Ping, a noblewoman from the Jin Dynasty. He's
living a life of pleasure, surrounded by beauties!" (She endured the humiliation without retaliating.) Yelü Qi, though imprisoned, still had excellent hearing and angrily shouted, "You dog! Watch
your mouth !" Lord Wang glanced at Yelü Qi contemptuously: "First Prince, now you know why the Emperor chose him as
the protagonist of the sacrificial dance, right? He's connected to all four of the most popular beauties, his mouth is always foul, and
as saying goes, 'Stealing the celestial rooster, the heavens punish the jade bamboo shoot!'" Lord Wang frowned: "What celestial rooster and jade bamboo shoot?" First Lady smiled: "The women exclusively for His Majesty are neither imperial concubines nor royal consorts. Since they are promiscuous prostitutes
and pheasants, and His Majesty is the Son of Heaven, these four beauties are naturally celestial pheasants. If you accidentally eat a celestial pheasant, then it's your own fault
that Chu Keren skins you alive!" Lord Wang said, "So the divine retribution refers to Chu Keren?" The First Prince nodded elegantly, "Of course, isn't she a female Bodhisattva?" Lord Wang sighed, "Yes, alright, then how strong of aphrodisiac did you use?" The First Prince looked puzzled, "Aphrodisiac? What aphrodisiac?" Lord Wang was surprised, "Yelü Qi'a..." "If it weren't for ten times the dose of aphrodisiac, who in the world could possibly take this female
bodhisattva?!" The First Young Master was also surprised: "I didn't drug him, I thought it was you, you fatso, who drugged him!" A few steps away, the female bodhisattva, Chu Keren, hissed out bursts of lewd sounds: "Oh~ baby, it feels so good to be penetrated!
Let me tell you, this honest strong man is doing it willingly!" Lord Wang shouted: "You damned hag! Talk nonsense!" The female bodhisattva flicked her left palm, using a move that was "absolutely unnecessary" - "Single Palm Turns into Pear Blossom", and a
spiked iron rod stood upright in her palm. The iron rod was shaped like a baby's clenched fist. The female bodhisattva leered, "If you don't serve me well, Wanyan Ping, Yelü Yan
, and Guo Fu will be waiting to have their way with this iron rod!" With that, the female bodhisattva gave Lord Wang a flirtatious wink. Lord Wang shivered. The First Prince shook his head, "True feelings and true nature, as the saying goes, the weather is cool..." Suddenly, the Gluttonous Lord, sweating profusely, interrupted, "First Prince, I don't want to hear your impromptu poetry!" Lord Wang was startled by the word "cool weather" and said with a forced smile, "First Prince, the ceremony is about to begin, please..."
"Please don't spoil everyone's enjoyment, okay?" The First Prince sighed, "Mortals like us, how could we know the beauty in the book? Enough! Enough!" The female Bodhisattva chanted for a while, then opened her one eye: "Welcome, Your Majesty, long live the Emperor! The Four Heavenly Immortals have descended to
the mortal world !" Her voice
was impassioned and high-pitched, trembling slightly. A pair of terracotta statues were carried out from the hall, life-size, two nude figures, one male and one female, lifelike, with realistic muscle lines and delicate faces. The male statue had an erect penis, and the female statue
had delicate breasts and a vaginal opening for penetration. Lord Wang clapped his hands twice, and the female bodhisattva's chanting rose and fell,
her first graceful gesture abruptly changing the tone of the guzheng. Suddenly, a beautiful woman appeared on the altar and began to dance gracefully! The crowd of men below, their erect penises throbbing, stirred with excitement and whispered amongst themselves. Someone who recognized the woman on the altar suddenly shouted
, "Madam Lu!" The alluring woman on the altar was none other than Cheng Yaojia, who had secretly pledged allegiance to the court and become one of Lord Wang's Nine Protectors
. Cheng Yaojia wore a thin veil, the firelight faintly revealing her exquisite curves. Clearly, nothing was underneath.
Her rounded breasts and waist swayed with her dance, her smooth body flashing intermittently, displaying her figure flawlessly. With long hair and deep black eyes, she struck seductive poses, her alluring gaze sweeping over the crowd, especially
the man who had just called her name, casting a fervent look at him. With a wide, split-legged sit, Cheng Yaojia bent over, slowly lowering her head. Her already low-cut neckline sagged further,
revealing a voluptuous cleavage and half a breast. Many of the heroes in the audience stared wide-eyed. She turned and stood up, her back to the crowd
, her ample hips swaying gently, exuding allure. As she swayed, her gaze shifted from the heroes to the male statue. Occasionally, she would turn her head back, then lean
forward , her breasts swaying back and forth. Cheng Yaojia placed her slender hands on her buttocks, occasionally thrusting her hips forward,
as if she were engaging in sexual intercourse. The audience gasped, their breathing heavy. Cheng Yaojia crossed her arms and grasped the shoulders of her sheer dress, pulling the wide neckline even further down to
reveal her fingers loosened and, in time with the music, lightly brushed across her breasts and through her hair. A collective sigh of disappointment rippled through the audience. Cheng Yaojia swayed slightly, her breasts seemingly about to burst forth, then bent down, hooked the hem of her sheer skirt,
and ripped it open, revealing a pair of alluringly white legs. As she rose, Cheng Yaojia thrust her breasts forward, squeezing her mounds together. She slowly pulled
down revealing her two ruby-like nipples. With a few spins, the dress fell to the ground. She continued
swaying, her breasts bobbing and flying, her dark pubic hair exposed. A commotion erupted below the altar. Many people crowded towards the altar. These supposedly righteous men had never witnessed
such a seductive sight, especially from a famously beautiful woman. Moreover, their penises were erect from the aphrodisiac.
Besides the crowd below the altar, many others began to rub their own penises. Slowly, Cheng Yaojia moved towards the male statue. Gently caressing the statue's
thighs and phallus with her knees and toes, her body pressed against the statue's chest, her slender fingers occasionally touching the realistic scrotum, her gaze sweeping over the heroes
with seductive allure. Cheng Yaojia, observing their reactions, gently stroked the phallus with her right hand, her eyes blazing with
desire ! Suddenly, Cheng Yaojia guided the tip of the statue's phallus into her soft mouth, opening it
to take it in, licking it up and down several times, her pink tongue circling the enormous shaft, her eyes constantly
fixed on the heroes, a thousand temptations in her gaze. Finally, several people rushed to the altar. Suddenly there was a burst of palm wind. The man in black stood
between . It was difficult for the people who rushed to the stage to get past the thunder pool. Master Wang smiled and said loudly: "Heroes, do you want to vent? Let's worship the goddess!" The statue of a woman is naked, with her legs spread wide, but she is sitting on a lotus seat, with a squeezed
dress molded around her waist. The robe is dyed red and yellow, and it can be seen that it is a cassock. There is a Buddha dot on the forehead, an orchid in one hand to twist the fingers, a pure
jade bottle , and a Buddhist hat on the head. Apart from the naked female body and obscene genitals, it looks like a female Buddha statue. The face of this female Buddha statue has clear and lifelike outlines, and looks like Huang Rong, the leader of the Beggar Clan! Behind the black-clad bodyguards, the seductive Cheng Yaojia, after a series of sucking and swallowing motions on the statue's phallus, slowly
climbed the statue. She brushed her firm nipples across the statue's phallus, shoulders, thighs, and back to its chest.
She clasped her hands around the statue's neck, aligned her vulva with the hard, massive shaft, and slowly lowered her body, touching
the tip of the statue's phallus. Seeing this, the Central Plains heroes felt their lust intensify but could not find release. They heard Lord Wang coldly say, "
Serve your goddess well; only sincerity can move Heaven, and perhaps she will personally descend to earth to bestow her grace." At this moment, Cheng Yaojia stretched out her naked body, placing her entire weight on the statue's erect phallus.
Slowly, the thick penis was gradually swallowed up. At this moment, Cheng Yaojia groaned loudly, a lewd sound unheard of by the righteous people. It seemed that every
inch that went in made her more pleasured, trembling, and spasming. With her eyes closed, she gradually sank her body into the penis, then slowly
withdrew, and with a forceful thud, she sank down quickly, her vulva opening wide and somewhat deformed, swallowing the entire
shaft. Seeing this, several Central Plains heroes could not bear their lust. They surrounded the naked Buddha statue that resembled Huang Rong, touching
her breasts and kissing her mouth, their penises pressing against the statue. The chanting of the female bodhisattva, the dark and beautiful feast of the gluttonous god, the king's sacrificial prayers, and the first graceful touch
of the crimson zither all elevated the entire ceremony to an even more bizarre level. Before long, more and more heroes surged onto the altar, and some began to try inserting their penises into the Buddha statue's genitals
. Some, impatient, even forced their penises into the Buddha statue's open mouth and anus. The righteous people
were plunged into a wicked ritual. II. Worship – After the four major forces in the former capital city suffered heavy losses in their open and covert struggles, the four forces were no longer evenly matched
. The three major forces, Wanshelou, the Compound-Surname Young Master, and Taotie Gong, originally intended to take advantage of the loss of Lord Wang's Thirteen Protectors and the serious injury and inability to control the Central
Plains heroes , to divide up Lord Wang's power. Unexpectedly, all the leaders and followers of Wanshelou below the fourth leader were wiped out by Twelve Maru Zang alone.
The experts of Wanshelou not only did not gain any advantage, but were actually the most severely damaged among the four major forces. The young master with the compound surname and the skilled men under the command of the Gluttonous Lord
were all killed by the new Grand Protector—a mysterious masked man in black—during their raid on Lord Wang's residence. Coupled with attacks from unknown assailants and infighting among the three major forces,
none gained any advantage. However, Lord Wang's own forces were in no better shape; the Central Plains heroes, though under his control, were merely a group of
useless individuals consumed by lust, and were constantly at risk of a backlash. The "Eight Bright Ones" were wiped out by Huang Rong, Yang Guo, A Lang, and Qiu Qianren; the
Thirteen
Protectors of the "Five Dark Ones" were killed by A Lang; the Twelve Maru Zang disappeared; the personal guard and assassination squad were assassinated by an unknown force; and even Fang Shiyi was inexplicably beheaded in his sleep, only to be devoured by a mysterious masked man. With the current emperor's incognito travels, Lord Wang, possessing the strongest remaining power and offering
several exceptionally beautiful female warriors—all among the most beautiful women in the martial arts world—gained
supreme authority over the three major forces. Of course, he also possessed some trump cards that he didn't easily use. The beauties presented, described as "among the best in the martial arts world," surpass Gongsun Lü'e, Yelü Yan, Wanyan Ping, and...
Lord Wang had always believed that the genuine beauties like "Guo Fu" and "Huang Rong" paled in comparison. Gongsun Lü'e's charming cuteness, Yelü Yan's bold and wild nature, Wanyan Ping's gentle and lovely nature, "Guo Fu's"
stunning beauty, and "Huang Rong's" unparalleled mature allure were all overshadowed. Aside from the First Prince using Gongsun Lü'e to set a trap
, these beauties had recently been offered to the Emperor, becoming his intimate companions, allowing him to indulge in his depraved desires
and demands for their bodies. What reassured Lord Wang somewhat was that, besides the powerful support of the Black-Clad Protectors, the Emperor now trusted him
completely he had also unified the four major forces. Of course, the price was high, but now he was truly second only to the emperor, even the popular prime minister Jia Xiangye, who was despised by the people and scorned by
the righteous path was nothing more than that... Thinking of this, Lord Wang couldn't help but smirk with satisfaction. Of course, Huang Rong and Guo Fu, who were training and assembling their troops, were fortunate enough to use a scheme to avoid countless humiliations.
Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo took their place in this humiliation, but the other delicate daughters were not so lucky and remained
imprisoned in this world of debauchery. If there was any remaining luck, it was that Li Mochou (Huang Rong's double), Hong Lingbo (Guo Fu's double)
, Gongsun Lü'e, Wanyan Ping, and Yelü Yan were all rare beauties. Because they were rare, only the Emperor, Lord
Wang , and a few other fortunate individuals had the opportunity to freely enjoy these exquisite bodies without falling into the clutches of wolves
and dogs—the soldiers and their cronies. The clash of masters and the imbalance of power, with the heroes and assassins under each faction turning Xiangyang upside down, brought the struggle between the four major forces to a temporary halt.
However fact that the four major forces jointly elected Lord Wang as their leader was not necessarily a happy thing. If, in today's struggle between the four major forces, the first and second most important figures of each force had died, that
would have been something to celebrate. The remnants of defeated armies would be easy to gather and organize, and their combined strength
would be more useful than subduing imprisoned martial arts practitioners. Unfortunately, those who deserved to die survived. Those who should have lived, however, did not. There was that gluttonous eunuch, more difficult to guard against than the three great chefs of fire, knife, and flavor. There was that stale, nauseatingly literary young master, who compared himself to a top scholar, and the first graceful woman who was the first
to escape . And then there was the most deserving of death, the Bodhisattva of Ten Thousand Colors Pavilion, Chu Keren. None of them died. These damned ones, not one of them died, and they even came to negotiate, feigning allegiance. With a clang, Lord Wang, suddenly filled with joy and then anger, slammed his wine cup to the ground and roared, "Submit?!
A bunch of heartless bastards! You think you'd obey my orders? Bah! Don't think I'm a pig just because I'm fat! Your
grandpa is as cunning as a monkey!" Besides these leaders, the behavior of those alluring and seductive women was also a headache. Aphrodisiacs and lustful drugs were originally a secret of the palace, and their quantities were extremely limited. For the past few months, the heroes of the Central Plains,
Huang Rong, Guo Fu, Gongsun Lü'e, Yelü Yan, and Wanyan Ping had been consuming these drugs like food, which was already bad enough
. But with the Emperor's arrival, the remaining drugs were used for wild nights of passion, consumed night after night. Fang Shiyi could still manage to produce some aphrodisiacs thanks to his status as the Medicine King, but he inexplicably died three days ago. An
iron rod pierced his chest and pinned him to the bed, leaving him with no chance of survival. "Report!" A servant rushed to Lord Wang's door, interrupting his thoughts. Lord Wang frowned and asked, "What's the matter that's so urgent?" The servant replied, "Huang Rong seems to have gone mad again.
She's been punching and kicking with extreme ferocity. If it weren't for your Muscle Softening Powder, Lord Wang, which restrained her martial arts, we would probably all be dead by now." Lord Wang exclaimed, "This is outrageous! It's not even noon yet, and Huang Rong has already gone mad for the second time!" The servant said, "Yes, she kept saying she was the leader of the Beggars' Sect and the wife of Guo Jing, and then she said she was
the Crimson Refining Fairy Li Mochou, and she wanted us to die one by one under the Five Poison Palm." Lord Wang slammed his fist on the table. "This is absurd! Why would she go mad for no reason? His Majesty
has already been waiting for Huang Rong to serve him for three days. If he waits any longer, what will become of him!" The servant stood by, bowing and trembling with fear. Lord Wang paced back and forth, sometimes rubbing his stomach, sometimes gazing into the distance, lost in thought. "
Huang Rong has been acting crazy lately. One moment she's seductively clinging to me, the next she's naked and fighting
me, claiming to be Li Mochou. She used to have sex every three days, but now it's three times a day
. Could it be she's taken too much aphrodisiac? That little brat Guo Fu isn't much better, calling herself 'Hong Ni Niang Bobo.'
Who's 'Hong Ni Niang Bobo'?! Utter nonsense! Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan are alright, but they're not without problems either. If they're not
on their drugs, they'll retaliate with angry curses
. While it might be fun to have sex with them, if they were to injure the Emperor one day, I ,
Lord Wang, wouldn't just lose my official hat, I'd lose my head!" After a long silence, a strange smile appeared on Lord Wang's lips. He muttered to himself, "Alright, Chu Keren, Taotie
Gong, and Di Yi Pianpian, it's time for you to make your appearance." Lord Wang's eyes lit up, and he said in a sinister tone, "Huang Rong, Guo Fu, Yelü Yan, Wanyan Ping, and Zhu Ziliu , Wu Santong, and
those self-proclaimed righteous people from the Beggar Clan who refuse to be taught, you'll have to taste those three
's punishment wine!" "Summon the Nine Protectors!" Lord Wang shouted. "Yes!" The servants hurriedly left the room and rushed away! Tonight, from this very night onward, Lord Wang would try to bring all the heroes of the Central Plains under
his complete control, just like the mysterious masked figures. Therefore, he arranged a sacrificial ceremony to worship the "Thirteen Sacred Fire Temples." The presiding official of this ceremony was naturally His Majesty. The master of ceremonies, presiding over the ritual, was naturally Lord Wang, and the deputy master of ceremonies was the head of the compound-surnamed young masters, whose surname was "First," hence the name "First Gentleman," or "First Pleasant." His Majesty yawned and said, "You two, may we begin?" First Pleasant smiled obsequiously, "You are His Majesty, your time is auspicious, Lord Wang, wouldn't you
agree..." III. The ceremony's worship of the female bodhisattva suddenly silenced, then shifted to a high-pitched chant, noticeably different from the previous eerie singing, now
a soft , comforting prayer, each word carefully uttered. Following the bodhisattva's prayer, First Pleasant's zither music changed, creating a soothing melody. Lord Wang gave a sinister smile and winked at Cheng Yaojia. Cheng Yaojia's eyes sparkled, and she nodded. Lord Wang clapped his hands: "Celestial Immortal Offering!" On the altar, the naked emperor, seated at the chief priest's seat, frowned and yawned. The Tenth Guardian, standing guard beside the Emperor, observed the Emperor's expression and said, "Your Majesty, the Ninth Guardian is
currently performing the 'Welcoming the Buddha' dance. Just now, they performed 'Praying to Heaven' and 'Offering Sacrifice.' 'Praying to Heaven' is
a dance performed when the Buddha statue first appears, requesting the celestial beings to grant permission to descend to earth and save all sentient beings." The Emperor asked, "And what about the 'Offering Sacrifice' dance?" The Tenth Guardian respectfully replied, "The Ninth Guardian, Cheng Yaojia, just now had intercourse with the Buddha statue, and the believers collectively
offered themselves . This is the offering; the best offerings must be presented for the gods and Buddhas to bless us. Once the 'Welcoming the Buddha' ceremony is performed,
the true Buddha descends to earth to be with the mortals." The immortals and celestial beings then officially appeared to bestow blessings upon all; this was all
part . The Emperor suddenly smiled: "Taibao Cai, I've heard you have a nickname, 'Ten-Year Coffin,' because you often beat people
until they're bloodied and mangled and end up in coffins, and you seal all their acupoints, practicing Iron Shirt and Golden Bell Cover, making you impervious to swords and spears, with
bones ?" Cai Shi, the Tenth Prince
, smiled obsequiously: "Your Majesty is wise; this is merely a casual assessment from martial arts practitioners." The Emperor suddenly grabbed his chair, slammed it down, and smashed it down on Cai Shi, the force causing Cai Shi to fall to the ground. "Iron Shirt, is it?!" The chair shattered upon impact. The Emperor casually grabbed another chair and slammed it down on Cai Shi again. This time, although Cai Shi was prepared, he saw…
Enraged, the emperor dared not rise, stubbornly enduring the emperor's blows with his martial arts prowess. "Invulnerable to swords and spears, huh?!" "Invulnerable to swords and spears, huh?!" "Invulnerable to swords and spears, invulnerable to swords and spears! I'll teach you a lesson you won't
forget!" The emperor unleashed a barrage of blows, gradually weakening the emperor's resolve. "Invulnerable to swords and spears!" "Copper skin and iron bones, is that it!" The emperor, having gotten used to it, slammed the chair sideways, smashing it into the
face of the tenth-ranked boy. Seeing the boy's cheeks swollen and nose bleeding, he sneered and stopped: "Ah, not copper skin and iron bones? What
? You can't train your face?" Anyone with a little martial arts knowledge knows that no matter how you train your horizontal kung fu, you can't train your face, unless you're like a female bodhisattva
who eats her face until it's a lump of fat and then injects it with special tree sap, which can barely block swords with lower power
. The tenth prince, trembling with fear, prostrated himself on the ground, pleading, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger! Your Majesty's martial arts
are unparalleled; no matter how tough your body is, it's useless before Your Majesty!" "Just say so when you call a woman out to do it! What's with all this talk of 'Fu Lin Pu Zhao' and 'celestial beings'?! All this pretense! I told
you to come up with something new to play with my women, and all I get to see this monstrosity this morning? Hurry
up !" A few steps away, Lord Wang, with a half-smile, twitched his fat cheeks and spread his hands, creating a cloud of smoke on the platform.
"Heavenly~Fairy~Offering~" Cheng Yaojia, who was rubbing her naked body against the statue, stood up upon hearing this, pulling the wet petals away from the statue's
erect penis. She then rolled over to face the black-clad bodyguard, her eyes sparkling with a smile,
her warm breath wafting onto his veiled face. Her slender fingers touched his veiled cheek, lifting the mask from his chin to reveal his lips. Cheng Yaojia
blinked
seductively She opened her cherry lips and kissed him passionately, her breasts rubbing against his chest,
while her other hand guided his strong hand to her waist. The black-clad thug reached down, his hand sliding from Cheng Yaojia's neck to her chest. After a brief pause, he directly grasped
one of her firm, soft breasts and began to knead it. His other hand tightly embraced Cheng Yaojia's waist, pressing against her soft
body, their tongues entwining passionately. The sight of their bodies tantalizingly displayed in public intensified the throes thrusting into the mannequin resembling Huang Rong, causing their lower bodies to swell unbearably.
Even with only a hard, artificial opening, they relentlessly pushed forward, ignoring the pain. Cheng Yaojia pushed the black-clad thug away, chuckled softly, tossed her long hair back, and knelt down in front of him.
She unzipped his pants, revealing a throbbing, erect penis. Right before the assembled heroes, Cheng Yaojia opened her small mouth, extending her nimble little tongue. She grasped the penis and
licked , swirling it around the tip a few times before gently probing the small opening on the glans with her tongue
. The black-clad thug trembled. Cheng Yaojia slowly took the black-clad thug's glans into her mouth, sucking, licking, and nibbling
at the thick, hot penis without reservation. Suddenly, the black-clad thug's thick arm shot out, grabbing Cheng Yaojia's arm. With a skillful twist, Cheng Yaojia, still holding the
penis, was spun around in the air. Slightly startled, she naturally clung tightly to him, her naked body pressing against the black-clad thug,
ending up in head-up-to-feet position. Upside down, Cheng Yaojia's breasts were pressed tightly against the black-clad thug's lower abdomen. Her slender waist was tightly embraced by his thick arms
against his broad chest. Her peach-like buttocks were spread apart, her legs draped over his shoulders
. Her soft, wet pubic area, covered in soft hair, was directly touching his mouth. Cheng Yaojia let out a soft moan, spreading her legs even wider as she continued to suck and swallow his
penis . He stood erect, licking Cheng Yaojia's vulva. Cheng Yaojia, who had been
blushing with desire, turned even redder due to the arousal and her upside-down position. The black-clad thug's lips tightly gripped Cheng Yaojia's petals, sucking and licking. His hot, thirsty tongue immediately
followed, sucking and licking for a while before penetrating deep into the center of her petals, constantly probing and teasing her. Cheng Yaojia was driven to moan uncontrollably,
her groans filled with wanton lust. Suddenly, his erect penis leaped, throbbing violently, and a thick, white liquid was squeezed into Cheng Yaojia's
mouth . His hands naturally went limp, and Cheng Yaojia rolled over, standing up and kneeling on the ground. She cupped her hands together and spat the semen from her mouth
into her palms. Cheng Yaojia glanced lewdly at the heroes, then lightly extended her fragrant tongue, teasing them with seductive eyes as she
licked the white liquid. Next, she put each of her five fingers into her mouth and sucked on them,
swallowing the semen with a passionate ecstasy until not a drop remained. As the smoke on the stage dissipated, the heroes, their blood surging, felt a surge of intense hunger as the irresistible aroma of delicious food
wafted over . Taotie Gong, with a burst of internal energy, brought two long tables to the heroes. Roasted chicken, suckling pig, lobster, and abalone,
diced and specially grilled, emitted an astonishing fragrance, then simmered in shark fin broth and placed on a thin,
hard flatbread. What was even more remarkable was that on each of the two platforms lay a beautiful young woman, Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan, completely
naked , their legs spread wide in a kneeling position, their tender buttocks raised high. The young women's genitals and anal buds were slightly open
and closed, facing the assembled heroes. With each breath, their breasts swayed as they lay prone, making them even more alluring. Taotie Gong flipped his hands, turning the cakes and soup over. The soup seemed to stick to the two women's skin like glue, sealing Wanyan Ping and
Yelü Yan 's genitals and anal buds. The gluttonous worker smiled and said: "High-grade shark fin, the colloid is dissolved in the soup, and all the ingredients are integrated into the cake. It
is soft and tender but firm. If you want to eat it, you have to find a way to smash it into pieces!" Yeluqi on the side saw this and was furious, shouting: "You are despicable. "Despicable!" Before she finished speaking, the female Bodhisattva suddenly stabbed the iron pestle in her hand
and inserted it into Yeluqi's chrysanthemum bud. She twisted her fingers with her other hand and saw Yeluqi's yang essence gushing
out. Her eyes went blank and she fainted, and her erect cock instantly shrunk to the size of a silver needle. Firstly, Pianpian and Lord Wang thought to themselves, "The female Bodhisattva's 'Iron Pestle Grinding into
an Embroidery is indeed terrifying." A burst of dazzling fireworks appeared, and something dressed exactly like the female Buddha statue was slowly pushed out. Equally
naked, with the same beautiful figure and face, but unlike the statue, it was a real person—the incomparably beautiful
Huang Rong. Of course, it was Li Mochou in disguise as Huang Rong. But in the eyes of the heroes and villains, she was the unmistakable leader of
the Beggars' Sect , the witty, intelligent, and renowned Huang Yaoshi's daughter, Huang Rong. The heroes stared wide-eyed, their Adam's apples bobbing. Huang Rong was bound by a specially made iron frame, section by section, contorting her posture
like that of a female Buddha statue used for sexual intercourse. Lord Wang loudly proclaimed, "The Emperor welcomes his guest into the tent, favoring the celestial beauty!" The Emperor's lecherous eyes narrowed, his already erect penis standing tall. He laughed, "Very good, very good,
a religion worthy of vigorous promotion!" With that, he approached the immobile, naked Huang Rong. The Emperor swallowed hard, his hands tracing Huang Rong's body, then his rough hands began to
knead her breasts, squeezing and deforming them. After kneading her full breasts for a while, the Emperor's hands slipped between her calves,
moving from her smooth inner thighs upwards to touch her vulva. Huang Rong, delirious, mumbled, "Li... Mo... I am... Li." Rough hands reached for Huang Rong's private parts. The emperor used his fingers to pry open her tightly closed labia, inserting his index and middle fingers into her
wet , moist opening. Huang Rong let out a soft cry. Hearing this lewd moan, the emperor leered and lifted his...
"Great! Aim at her wet little hole and thrust straight in to the very bottom!" Huang Rong obediently allowed the emperor to fondle her two plump, white breasts, moaning and groaning with each thrust, her body
writhing like a snake. The emperor, experienced in the seventy-two palaces and thirty-six courtyards, skillfully raped Huang Rong. A deep
thrust made Huang Rong cry out in ecstasy, and a shallow withdrawal revealed her overflowing petals, the sounds of their union echoing across
the altar. The heroes, already devoid of reason, driven by hunger and intense lust, followed Lord Wang's guidance, taking turns
vying to insert their penises into Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan's petals and anuses, thrusting violently. They inserted their penises into the anus and petals, crushed the specially made cakes, and then
greedily licked the broken pieces scattered across the fish girl's body. The gluttonous king continued to prepare the special cakes piece by piece, while the heroes raped Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan while
frantically grabbing for food. "While eating the holy cakes, remember to drink some holy wine!" Lord Wang shouted, and cups of fine wine were poured
over Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan. The heroes picked up the two of them, and several of them licked them from between, while their penises ruthlessly ravaged their bodies
. But occasionally, his gaze would drift to the beautiful Huang Rong, greedily admiring the naked body of Guo Jing's wife. In the eyes of the heroes,
Huang Rong was no longer the highly respected female strategist, but a seductive beauty. Lord Wang, seeing this, smiled inwardly: "Finally, you all want to rape Huang Rong!"
He clapped his hands, and a young, beautiful girl, bearing some of Huang Rong's charm, walked naked towards the heroes. This was Guo Fu, disguised as Hong Lingbo, the flower-like young woman in the heroes' eyes—Guo Fu. The best substitute for Huang Rong.

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