[Openly training the arrogant and elegant, loyal fairy into a lewd and seductive sex toy] [Author: Michael Joe Egg]

Author: Michael Qiaodan
Word Count: 25574

In the fourth year of the Kaihuang era, the Sui army swept through Hebei, pacified Liaodong, and unified the Central Plains.
Emperor Li Shenfu of Sui appointed Prince Wei Xiaokuan of Pingyuan as general and sent Duke Huli Guang of Julu as vanguard to lead the army south, their horses
drinking from the Huai River.
Luzhou, Qiyun Mountain Fortress.
At the summit of a steep cliff, the rising sun cast its shadow over the city. Two men stood atop the mountain fortress, overlooking the desolate and
decaying city of Luzhou, its ruins awaiting reconstruction.
It was the clearest weather in June, with high winds and light clouds. From dawn, the sky was bright and reddish-white; the morning glow had faded
the dazzling heat of Hebei's fiery inferno, and the round sun cast a soft red glow, shining on the majestic cliffs.
The man at the rear was robust, wearing a short, loose-fitting dark red military uniform. His features were ordinary,
resembling the rough, unrefined farmers one could find anywhere in the Central Plains: a broad forehead, a narrow nose, and ruddy skin. He looked to be in his early forties,
with a constant sheen of sweat. His humble, respectable smile suggested he had some martial arts training, yet his physique
was slightly hunched, like most people, easily reminding one of a downtrodden man whose temperament had been weathered by time.
Before Huan Sheng's dim, hazy vision, the sunlight and the rugged, ancient, grey rocks seemed to melt together, the vast,
hundred-meter- high peaks emitting wisps of bluish-grey smoke.
The bluish-grey smoke filled the air. The Chief Administrator of the Rongman Prefecture, General Huan Sheng, carefully observed the quiet figure beside him, her flowing sleeves fluttering,
her face as natural as if painted with powder.
[The immortal has arrived, but alas] [It's too late; she's merely clinging to something meaningless and destined to vanish.] The immortal,
hidden , was aloof. She had ascended the tower at midnight the previous night and remained there until sunrise, speaking little,
much like the reclusive immortals of the Southern Dynasty.
Huan Sheng had welcomed this fairy, Su Yu, who had volunteered to resist the Sui Dynasty, down the mountain yesterday. He had toured various auspicious locations in Luzhou
twice, and despite several attempts to flatter her, he received no response.
Despite this cold treatment, Huan Sheng's expression remained unchanged. He was a tough man who had been tempered in the army and had also served as
a spy for the Rongman Prefecture, accustomed to the cold looks from the Jiangnan scholars. However, after just one encounter, judging from her physique, appearance, aura
, and the powerful magic that even emitted mist, this fairy Su Yu, who had volunteered to descend the mountain to protect the people of Luzhou,
was far superior to the pretentious Jiangnan clans.
As the Chief Administrator of the Rongman Prefecture, Huan Sheng could no longer go to the northern border for investigation. Staying in the city, he was just an idle man.
That's why he was sent as a special commissioner to welcome Su Yu.
Huan Sheng knew a little about military officers' yin-yang methods. He saw this female immortal meditating in the mountain fortress all night. He saw
green pillars sometimes shooting into the clouds and golden light ripple on the river surface. He vaguely knew that she was setting up an array for Luzhou City.
"...A benevolent ruler and good governance, with everyone united, trees will surely become forests. The sun returns to the metal, the great fortune moves westward, and disaster will befall us!!!"
The fairy in green standing in front of Huan Sheng trembled and hooked her fair hand. Her white jade fingers were held straight up, facing
the round sun that covered the sky and earth on the opposite bank of the mountain fortress. The power of her fingertips condensed into frost mist. The bluish-gray mist
was spewed . For a moment, the surrounding smoke and dust billowed and the wind was fast. The broken stones and dust cracked in layers, and the shockwaves shook a hundred meters.
"Silence the heavens and earth, dispel evil spirits!"
The fairy in green robes stood tall and graceful, surrounded by a majestic divine aura, unfathomable in its grandeur. Her cool rebuke was like
a wooden hammer striking a bronze bell, resounding with a muffled thud in Huan Sheng's chest, sending ripples through Luzhou City.
The holy and profound golden sound waves hummed and roared, like the resounding bell struck from the ancient oak of Mount Wutai, spreading throughout
the and reaching the very core of the city's soldiers and civilians. The arid, murderous atmosphere and stagnant blood in the city instantly
flowed away, and warmth returned to their hearts.
The Qiyun Temple's ancestral immortal techniques, the Seven Realms, were inherited from the Winged Constellation Heavenly Capital Star Lord. Su Yu's single shock technique, which
dispelled evil spirits and purified the entire city's soldiers and civilians, as well as the mountains and rivers, was considered to have brought the Qiyun Dharma to its peak.
Huan Sheng was stunned for a long time, but then he saw the green smoke dissipate, and the fairy turned around. In the misty rain of Huainan, Su
Yu's face was hazy, like the golden dawn slowly opening her sleeping eyes. Her long, thick eyelashes seemed to drag the surging tides
of the Huai River for thousands of years, and her dark phoenix eyes were like pools of spring water, overflowing with autumn waves, charming
and lively. Red lips and white teeth, snow-white nose, skin as lustrous as jade, her appearance was aloof and otherworldly, indifferent and proud.
"Liao and Jin lost their virtue, rebels stole their weapons; three generations lost their light, four sages went astray; the land of China sank, a hundred years of emptiness, Sima
Xia and others have no choice but to bear the responsibility!"
The fairy's words were cold, but her speech was still soft and gentle in the Wu dialect. Her youthful nose was straight and her lips were thin, her slender back
stood straight, and she was wrapped in a conservative and gorgeous green silk robe, her aura restrained.
This made Huan Sheng conclude that she was a person who could take life seriously.
"The Sui army of the Northern Dynasty excels in land warfare, as still as Mount Wu and as swift as a Qilin. Now, outside the camp, the chilling
aura of their army is directly impacting Jinling, causing the rivers of Luzhou to dry up and the soldiers and civilians to fear battle." "Last night, I deployed the Jiangtao Lanhan
formation , stimulating the mountains and rivers to resist the Northern army."
"Now, we will use Qiyun Mountain Fortress as the core of the formation, and the four major official wells in the east, west, south, and north of Luzhou as the gates. We must send people to guard them strictly
to prevent Northern spies."
"..." Huan Sheng ignored Su Yu's explanation, his eyes fixed on her, lost in the sunlight of the summer breeze
and willows , and the fragrant breeze wafting from the hem of Su Yu's gray skirt, even more gentle than the summer breeze.
"General Huan..." "General Huan..."
"???..." "General Huan!"
Huan Sheng only saw Su Yu walking towards him, his arms outstretched like wings, his movements as graceful as a crane dancing, with a three-foot-long sword held close to his waist in one hand. Huan Sheng
suddenly realized that he had just made a fool of himself and was extremely embarrassed. He quickly
coughed and told a lie.
"Having lived in the northern border for so long, I'm used to the scorching weather of Hebei. The fairy laid down a water-based formation, freezing my feet
so cold I could barely muster a fraction of my strength. I was terrified and flustered, and didn't mean to offend the fairy."
"The northern army soldiers, like me, practice the rough-and-ready style of Shandong and Hebei, emphasizing warm soles and a stable stance."
"I consider myself to have achieved some skill, yet I still can't withstand the fairy's formation. I imagine the northern vanguard are mostly brutes who don't understand refined martial arts
; fighting within this formation, they'd probably be wading through mud."
"The fairy's Taoist arts are truly profound. She will surely be able to defeat the enemy for the country and bring glory to Jinling."
"Hmph… Using magic for the country, with a righteous and strong heart." Su Yu, who had ignored Huan Sheng's flattery yesterday, chuckled
and smiled gently, like a rainbow breaking through the sunset, like snow falling in the early winter.
The young woman, in the prime of her youth, usually spent her days reading Taoist scriptures and
esoteric about defending the country
. Having lived on the mountain cliffs for so long, she had cultivated a righteous spirit, devoting herself solely to saving the nation and upholding the legitimacy of the Southern Dynasty.
Recently, taking advantage of the Qiyun Taoist Temple's relocation to avoid the ravages of war, Su Yu secretly descended the mountain, unbeknownst to her sect.
Normally at Qiyun Taoist Temple, her senior masters would only praise Su Yu's exceptional Taoist talent, while they
would raise their eyebrows and glare at her for reading miscellaneous books about martial arts and even the teachings of Confucian sages, let alone commend her patriotic heart.
Huan Sheng's words about defeating the enemy for the country struck a chord with Su Yu.
Huan Changshi had been navigating the officialdom for many years. While he wouldn't say he was exceptionally shrewd, he was adept at speaking to people in a
certain way. After Su Yu smiled, he casually asked a few questions. Seeing Su Yu's
keen interest in the topic of serving the court and capturing the enemy chieftain, he followed up and engaged her in conversation, encouraging her to open up.
"Emperor Wulie of Jiangzuo quelled the rebellion of Zhou Yi with a thousand soldiers..." "Wang Dao debated with a group of scholars, saving the nation from peril..."
"Zu Ti crossed the river with a drumbeat, Liu Kun's fame will last for generations..."
Once the chatterbox was unleashed, Su Yu, who had been holding back for so long, couldn't stop. He spoke
eloquently , his dark pupils filled with sincerity.
"Um..."
"Yes..." "Is he very impressive?..." "Yes, I've visited his tomb."
Huan Sheng responded casually, smoothly continuing the conversation. When it comes to getting information out
of someone, the best approach is to listen attentively.
"General Huan, I've heard that even the new emperor of the Sui Dynasty, who was fond of women, always emphasized loyalty, filial piety,
benevolence, and righteousness."
"If a person doesn't know loyalty to their country, they are probably nothing."
[Loyalty, huh?]
Huan Sheng touched the sleeping pills and torture instruments hidden at his waist, secretly clicking his tongue in amazement.
Sincerely, Huan Sheng considered himself merely a lowly military officer, possessing some skills. In
Huainan , his life was no different from that of ordinary people. How could he possibly empathize with the wealthy and powerful figures on the mountain who provided for their immortals year after year?
He had spent his life fighting the barbarians and guarding against the Northern Army. Returning south, he faced the former Jin immigrants and the local, powerful, and
sympathetic local gentry.
A poor soldier, he constantly yearned for the picturesque landscapes of Huainan, indulging in wishful thinking .
Alas, his
talents were wasted on an unworthy ruler, and he fled to another country.
His father was unforeseen, and he was forced to leave his homeland.
At thirty-four, Huan Sheng looked up and saw the youthful Su Yu's skirt, edged with gold,
fluttering like a phoenix tail in the morning light. In the lazy morning glow, Huan Sheng saw a vision of the bleak end she would inevitably face tomorrow,
a reflection of his own thirty-year-old self.
[Great achievements in a powerful family are difficult to attain; choose a good place to settle and rely on the imperial examinations.] Thirty-year-old Huan Sheng was captured. Kneeling
amidst the corpses of his comrades, tears streaming down his face, he cried out to the androgynous young emperor of the Sui Dynasty, calling him a heroic Son of Heaven.
Loyalty was worthless. The thirty-year-old Huan Sheng's tragic groveling was merely a reflection of
his own bewildered and wandering twenty-six-year-old self in the surrounding blood.
[How many on the frontier recount old tales? No new songs ever played in the painted pavilions.] Guarding the border, armor clad on snowy nights, twenty-six-year-old Huan
Sheng built a solitary grave for the sorrowful old general Wu Mingche. Reining in his horse on a high mountain, he enviously watched the city's scholars, drinking and singing amidst
crackling fires, indulging in unrestrained revelry.
Twenty-six-year-old Huan Sheng stood there, poignantly recalling his own twenty-year-old self, following General Wu Mingche,
the Marquis , on a northern expedition, their army pointing towards the Yellow River.
[The whale dives low into the vast waves, iron crossbows conceal hidden soldiers amidst the dense undergrowth.] Twenty-year-old cavalry general Huan Sheng, full of vigor,
rode swiftly the Mengjin port, cheering as he crossed.
Completely unaware, this was yet another pointless northern expedition fueled by the power struggles among the powerful figures in Jinling.
Wu Mingche, victorious after victory, was within reach of Ye City, but ultimately ran out of supplies and returned home.
[Do not laugh at the heroes who serve their country in vain, for they cannot bear to look back at the twilight mists.] Twenty-year-old Huan Sheng had been promised a title and high rank by General Wu in the
next northern expedition.
He happily recalled his eighteen-year-old self, diligently studying and training with heroic spirit.
...
"General Huan!"
Eighteen-year-old Su Yu, vibrant and spirited, raised an eyebrow, her face radiant, and embraced
the wind that eighteen-year-old Huan Sheng had once embraced, saying the words Huan Sheng had spoken at eighteen.
"Can the civil and military officials of the various Xia states still burn down the Golden Tent and rein in their horses at Qilian Mountain?
" "..." The gentlest sunlight in the world spilled onto the fairy's profile
, illuminating her
jet-black, coiled hair and long, delicate eyelashes with a milky-almond glow, as if filtered through an old-time lens, refracting her already radiant skin into exaggeratedly rounded arcs of light. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her dark pupils shone brightly in the morning sun.
"When will the various Xia states be able to cross the river?"
...
His face stiffened, Huan Sheng faced the familiar question, his chest tight with difficulty breathing.
Thirty-four-year-old Huan Sheng stood in the setting sun of his life, eighteen-year-old Su Yu and eighteen-year-old Huan Sheng merging into one,
like the radiant sun, asking in unison,
"When will the various Xia states be able to cross the river?"
The thirty-four-year-old man suddenly felt helpless, unsure how to answer, and unwilling to brush the
question away with clumsy words.
...
Dry time.
Thirty-four-year-old Huan Sheng was once again captivated by Su Yu's delicate nose, soft hands, lithe
waist, and the round, gentle sun behind her.
Huan Sheng, the Chief Administrator of the Southern Chen Rongman Prefecture… no, the newly appointed Vice Minister of the Sui Dynasty's Military Equipment Department, a Sui army general lurking in Luzhou City
, squinted. For the first time, he felt that his still youthful, agile physique couldn't be considered
substantial proof of his lingering youth.
"This formation is quite ingenious. General Huan, please summon the city's feng shui officials so I can explain it to everyone and
let the soldiers and civilians set it up together."
Su Yu smiled and shook Huan Sheng's shoulder. She found this uncle, who looked to be in his early forties, quite interesting,
reliable, and fair, with the same youthful vigor and sincerity.
He was just a little dull.
Huan Sheng pursed his lips, shifting his gaze from the rising, intense sunlight to the vibrant
, muddy mountain meadow.
Every moment of the sun is both sunset and sunrise. As it extinguishes its last rays and descends the mountain to gather the desolate afterglow,
it is simultaneously burning brightly on the other side, climbing to the summit and spreading its blazing morning light.
Man is not the sun.
Flowers never bloom again, and youth never returns.
"You guys cross the river, I'm running ahead."
Huan Sheng looked at the dashing, bright-eyed fairy, and in his mind's eye, he saw an eighteen-year-old flower, pure and innocent.
Self-loathing, self-repulsion, self-jealousy.
As if to escape reality, he suddenly felt a fierce, ugly, destructive urge towards Su Yu.
Huan Sheng drew his qi downwards, gathering his yang energy to forcefully quell his inner fire: "Fairy, please go inside the fortress and change into some ordinary clothes. I have
prepared court robes for you. When demonstrating the formation to the military officers, please wear the official robes to display your dignified official bearing."
Huan Sheng manipulated the dust at his waist and the controller of the strange demonic flesh.
It was a demonic beast, specially designed to counter the immortal's constitution, that the Sui army had contacted for her, and it had already been placed inside the official robes that Su Yu had
prepared .
He had originally been thinking about how to get the high and mighty immortal to willingly wear that ugliest and filthy
thing , but now he realized that even without his persuasion, Su Yu would happily fiddle with the rag symbolizing power and wealth.
The idiot
Huan Sheng, devoid of joy or sorrow, feigned a hint of elder-like kindness in his words, "Please come with me to fetch
your clothes, fairy."
"Call me Su Yu."
The girl's lithe waist, shapely hips, and clear, bright eyes danced gracefully, as if making the willow branches of the entire city sway in the wind, carrying
smoke for miles.
"No, you mustn't. The hierarchy must be respected, and this cannot be reversed."
The refined-looking old man, who appeared to be forty, chuckled in response.
"Oh."
This was the Southern Dynasty.
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Huan Sheng helped Su Yu change into her official robes, covering her from her smooth neck down to her small, translucent
blue high heels. The robes, made of fine, white, shimmering crepe fabric, were soft and fluffy, smooth to the touch. A few simple strokes depicted
a long-necked crane in crimson and blooming pale yellow chrysanthemums; the robes seemed to possess a sacred aura far beyond their intended meaning, imprinted on Su Yu
's heart.
"Rising to the heights of Wu and Song, surpassing even Qi and Liang!"
"Our Great Chen is invincible!" "Fairy Su is sure to be another young hero of Great Chen, even more so than
Chen Qingzhi of Great Liang in his white robes."
A military officer praised the dashing Su Yu, whose beautiful and graceful body danced with a smile in the wind.
Her waist spun and twisted, her green peaks swirling wildly, carving out round and round moons that rose into the sky. The springs in the city gushed forth, the feng shui
array hummed, and the misty rain of Huainan hung in the air. The city, damp with spiritual energy, was unprecedentedly abundant, occasionally bursting
into thick, transparent bubbles. Luzhou City was bustling with noise, like hundreds of cannons
firing simultaneously during the Lantern Festival in peacetime, a riot of colors.
Huan Sheng, on the other hand, toured Luzhou City and summoned the feng shui officials from various armies with great interest.
As for the folk healers, fortune tellers, well diggers, tomb raiders, coffin sellers, fishermen, scalers—a whole host
of demons and monsters associated with water vapor magic arrays—Huan Sheng summoned them all.
The more people watching, the more Su Yu would be humiliated.
Huan Sheng gripped the magical artifact in his hand, the one that manipulated the flesh and blood of a demon. He imagined Su Yu demonstrating the magic array before everyone,
her smooth, soft flesh suddenly being toyed with by the monster hidden beneath her official robes. Because of the crucial moment in operating the array, the young
woman dared not utter a sound; her round thighs rubbed against the unfinished flesh within her mound, and
the white, cloudy fluid seeping from her moist, pink orifice. Finally, unable to suppress her burning desire, soft moans and whimpers escaped her lips. Her alluring
body in front of a crowd of people from all walks of life, was disheveled and wide open by the grotesque flesh and blood of the demon. Her slender waist
stretched taut like a chopstick about to snap, her once cool and vibrant appearance transformed into the most clumsy and filthy expression.
Finally fainted amidst shallow mockery and extreme carnal pleasure.
This blow shattered her Dao heart; planting a demon within her was a minor matter. Unable to bear the humiliation, it was normal for her to kill herself.
Regardless, the magic array operating within the city collapsed on its own.
The Sui soldiers, camped outside the city like wolves and tigers, were no longer bothered by the city's water barrier. These battle-hardened warriors
, men like lions and tigers, horses like dragons, breached the city walls. Then, they unleashed
a hail of and Luzhou City was pacified.
Once the city fell, he could rightfully surrender to the Sui.
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, lest they wither and fall."
Qiyun Mountain Fortress was situated in the best feng shui location in Luzhou City, bordered by the misty Huai River to the left and the
blazing a perfect balance of yin and yang. Su Yu followed the military officer inside, gazing upon the swirling clouds and exotic flowers and plants, and smiled wryly.
"What a wonderful place! There's the Four Seasons Hall corresponding to the four solar terms, and the Twenty-Four Halls corresponding to the twenty-four solar terms. The statues of the deities corresponding to the twenty
-eight constellations are also displayed. It's an excellent place for setting up formations." Su Yu's slender waist trembled slightly
as she stepped forward with her right foot, arching her back and performing a series of graceful movements with her arms like a crane in flight. Her internal energy circulated through a small cycle, circulating and releasing
its power , nourishing her blood and qi. She felt that this luxurious earthly cultivation place was no less impressive than life on a celestial mountain.
"Wow... Fairy, your skill is excellent..."
A fortune teller wearing a black leather hat and a black robe praised sincerely. For immortals and unorthodox practitioners who focus on cultivating qi , basic skills are about externally manifesting phenomena and internally nurturing the climate . The deeper one
's understanding of the natural world and one's inner state , the more unfathomable one's skill becomes. Su Yu, as usual, casually picked up a piece of red peach, chewed a few times, but didn't notice the several ill-intentioned gazes within Qiyun Fortress. While eating, Su Yu muttered, "When I set up the formation, my soul is connected to the mountains and rivers, so I can't be distracted. I need to arrange some protectors." "Tonight, I'll first set up the Zhongshan Lianhe Formation and have the elders of the city learn it. Tomorrow morning, I'll set up two more layers, interlocking, so each gate can have tens of thousands more water mist immortal soldiers." Su Yu had entered the city with great fanfare and received the city lord's hospitality, allowing her to freely allocate various city feng shui arsenals . Naturally, some people were dissatisfied. Immortals cultivate immortality, but in warfare and even personal combat, they are not much better than ordinary soldiers or people from all walks of life . Su Yu's position has caused resentment among the city's natives. Now, Su Yu has summoned them here, a selfless gathering , intending to show these short-sighted local bullies something. Just as she was thinking this, someone jumped out from among the many unfriendly gazes. "The Qiyun Daoist sect, usually indulging in the luxuries of the wealthy and powerful while remaining oblivious to worldly affairs, now, in this time of national crisis, they boast before everyone, secretly taking immortal fruits and presumptuously claiming to be on par with Zhuge Liang of Luzhou. They are like frogs in a well, unaware of the ferocity of the battlefield!!" "Wu Family Short Frame, Wu Santu, please enlighten me, Immortal." The Wu Family Short Frame was a style created ten years ago by General Wu Mingche of the Chen army, exuding a murderous aura, typical of battlefield boxing. This Wu Santu had clearly mastered some of the techniques; his decisive and ruthless demeanor was unlike that of a street fighter city. Wu Santu's loud shout terrified the minor official escorting Su Yu, causing him to turn pale. A group of people fighting amongst themselves in the face of battle...

The powerful figures and young members of the sects were eager to fight, their personal grudges seemingly outweighing national hatred.
"Good!"
"It's about time we fought..."
"Master Wu, cut her in the middle!
" "Who the hell is this woman?"
... Wu Santu, seeing this, became even more smug. Military strategy dictates: surround them if you have ten times their strength, attack if you have five, divide them if you have twice their strength.
Wu's short-range fighting style, honed through military tactics, excels in chaotic battles in confined spaces.
"At a time of national crisis, why isn't there a single talented hero to save the world? Instead, we're just incompetent dogs, barking and howling."
Su Yu's eyes flashed, her voluptuous buttocks swaying, treating the seemingly skilled fighters in front of her as if they were
air . She lamented that she couldn't see the young heroes in the books who would save the world from peril, only a bunch of vulgar scoundrels
scheming for their own little corner. Wu Santu's spine twitched and swayed, a loud crack echoing from his waist as he strode towards Su Yu. A powerful, explosive kick erupted from his waist , its golden light flashing and its murderous aura filling ten feet. This kick, if it landed on a tiger or leopard, would be a fatal blow . The officers escorting Su Yu whispered amongst themselves, shouting their fierce punches. "Wu Santu's skills are no less than Wu Mingche's back then, but unfortunately, he lacks strategy and doesn't know how to scheme. Last year, he couldn't even see through Chen Laogou's scheme to swindle money, and his whole family ended up in poverty." "Tsk, if he joined the army, he'd definitely be a top-tier fighter." Su Yu, preferring to ignore the situation, sneered and took the lead, her fair hand shooting out a dazzling light. The Qi Yun Tian Gang Hand, used to strike down unjust rulers and disloyal traitors. "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" The two magnificent auras collided like two erupting volcanoes, a deafening roar! The heavens seemed to turn upside down, the earth trembled! With a press and a lift, Wu Santu's fist was completely obliterated, like a mud ox sinking into the sea. Su Yu, who had won an overwhelming victory, merely patted his shoulder. "Huh?" Wu Santu suddenly felt the several telepathic messages directing him disappear. Su Yu's Cloud Hand technique was incredibly profound , far beyond his comprehension, leaving him momentarily bewildered. Just as he was about to exert more force, Su Yu's hand gripped his shoulder, forcefully pressing him down, her eyes charmingly shrewd. "The peaches are quite delicious, grown in the country's land, everyone can enjoy them." Her radiant, ethereal beauty smiled, like a spring breeze melting snow, her eyes slightly narrowed, flashing with arrogant mockery, as if mocking an old, overconfident dog. "Ah..." Defeated in one blow, Wu Santu was utterly dejected. In battle, the initial burst of energy is followed by a decline, and then exhaustion . Before the first burst even began, his energy had vanished... In the distance, an old man observing from behind the scenes in an elegant pavilion uttered a sound of disbelief. Wu Santu was one of the thugs from the old men who managed the order of the underworld in Luzhou City. Last night, they had teamed up to cause trouble for Su Yu, and he was known for his ruthlessness and belligerence. Several young men who were egging her on were also second-rate, brute-force boxers, specifically targeting Su Yu. If Su Yu were to kill someone, then she would be guilty. If Su Yu were to endure the humiliation, countless seasoned veterans would come to her seeking fame. If Su Yu were to act like a naive young girl, flustered and apologetic, then even if she managed to get noticed, she would be useless, a mere figurehead who couldn't command a few people. Whether she fought or not, Su Yu would be the one who couldn't save face. That was the old men's plan. But after just one glance from Su Yu, Wu Santu had lost all will to fight... This...? "What do you all think?" The old man turned around and saw a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood behind him. Several of his peers, who had been secretly directing him with their divine sense, had all exploded and died, like balloons being excreted. "!!" He looked down again and bumped into Su Yu, whose phoenix eyes were wide open, exuding an imposing aura. The fairy's dark phoenix eyes blazed with cold fire, like a drawn sword shooting towards the colorful starry sky, igniting out of thin air. She was so engrossed in martial arts that she lost herself in the process , like the King of Hell who controlled life and death in a hellish inferno, or like the sun in the clear sky, a towering mountain, as if the world itself was changing, as if the entire human world was inflicting the purest malice upon him. "Ah..." The old man was so frightened that he ejaculated, his old back went limp, and he knelt down with a thud. Before he could beg for mercy, the fairy, high above, with her slender jade hand, reached out, as domineering as the sun on the horizon, and gently squeezed the air, as if pulling a taut string backward with all her might! "Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!" Not only the old man, but also the petty thieves in the city who had fought with him yesterday and wanted to engage in some trashy infighting with Su Yu, all had their eyeballs pop out, screamed, and died instantly. "What the hell..." The clerk next to Su Yu was almost crying with grievance. He was just a useless young master who had been forcibly sent here to earn merit, how could he have encountered such a terrifying mission? "A few pieces of trash who are useless to the country die, let's go." Su Yu smiled kindly, his slightly narrowed eyebrows looking pure and innocent, "With united will, let's fight the enemy together, don't be like those mediocre people who cause trouble for themselves." "Listen more and talk less, learn from your Chief Secretary Huan." ———————— In the blink of an eye, it was evening. Huan Sheng led the last batch of reclusive feng shui military officers to Qiyun Fortress. They saw that the area around the tea pavilion where Su Yu was explaining the formation was already quite lively. Fireworks faded from the paulownia trees, and swallows darted through the water, cutting through the blue waves. The various social classes surrounding Qiyun Fort, usually ruthless and vicious, all sat quietly, glancing at the fairy-like woman in green at the tea pavilion. The old men and women, gently fanning themselves, their faces amusement like children, occasionally huddled together, heads bowed, seemingly hiding from someone, stealing glances at the radiant, captivating young woman, whispering , their wrinkled faces flushing with youthful shyness. The onlookers' cloudy eyes, filled with spring-like longing, seemed to have returned to their own youthful days, secretly admiring their beloved. Clearly, these military officers who had come to listen to the lecture genuinely liked and admired Su Yu. Outside the tea pavilion, in the colorful flowerbeds and gardens, a hundred or so soldiers on guard duty stood at attention, voluntarily maintaining order and driving away any troublemakers. A group of burly men, their minds wandering to the dazzling flowers, wished they could see right through them, even crawl into the ground, to catch a glimpse of the girl's willow-like waist and her fair, rounded toes. As for the sides of the tea pavilion, one could see Su Yu's rooftop from above; there wasn't enough room to stand or sit. A group of slackers who never put in any real work , gangsters, and even young scholars who only wanted to compose poetry and romance, all gazed at the tea pavilion...

With a serious expression, dressed in flowing green robes, the flawless beauty of Su Yu was filled with pity. He eagerly recited poems and composed verses for her, playing the "Flying Flower Game" and drinking
"Flower Wine.
" The daylight on the Huai River reflected the firelight in the teahouse. In the hazy light, a magnificent
fairy, clad in a jade-green Taoist robe, tall and slender, exhaled the Wheel of Heaven from her mouth, a dangerous smile of disdain for vulgarity on her face. She was shrouded in night, her
white robes fluttering in the breeze. The simple cotton robe, illuminated by the light on her body, resembled woven white clouds, upon which faintly glowing demonic beasts
coiled. She gently clapped her hands, kicking rhythmically, dancing wildly, elegantly, flamboyantly, and nimbly. The floating white-
and-green fairy seemed to embody the essence of heaven and earth, yet it was also the essence of heaven and earth at the very edge of the clouds, something to be admired from afar, not to be
directly seen.
Huan Sheng stood in the crowd, gazing intently at the exquisitely beautiful painting.
The ancients are no more in Luoyang, but we still face the falling flowers and wind.
Year after year, the flowers are similar, but year after year, the people are different.
The man smiled appreciatively, sighed sadly, and forgave life with self-pity.
A message to the young, beautiful woman in her prime: pity the old man imprisoned to death.
This old man with white hair is truly pitiful; once a handsome young man, he was once vibrant and beautiful.
Princes and nobles under fragrant trees, singing and dancing gracefully before falling blossoms.
The Guanglu Pool and Terrace are adorned with brocade; the General's Pavilion is painted with immortals.
Wandering aimlessly, Huan Sheng pretended to be a passerby and asked a fortune teller on the street, who was grinning foolishly,
"Is this Fairy Su really that popular?"
The fortune teller's eyes gleamed with fervor.
"This fairy is kind and approachable, intelligent and wise, with extraordinary abilities. Others keep their books secret,
but Fairy Su brings them out for everyone to admire and learn from, all to inspire loyalty to the country. She is a true
female imperial consort, a great loyal minister!!"
[Tsk]
Huan Sheng suddenly felt a pang of envy, unimpressed by the spectacle of her being a national idol.
"Su Yu has connected to the feng shui network of Luzhou, and her aura has been enhanced with divine power, which is why she has bewitched so
many people ." "You dog slave, upon seeing something stitched together with official, divine, and feng shui auras, kneel down immediately!
You're more affectionate than your own mother! You utterly useless piece of trash!"
"She's setting up an array, so there will definitely be an army protecting her." "
These protectors are said to number three hundred, but that's just fooling the common people; they can't hide it from me. Of those three hundred, about
a hundred are just empty shells, a hundred are guarding the teahouse area, and the remaining seventy or eighty are holed up in various parts of the city." "
The leading guerrilla commander should be acting as the array's core not far away."
"Kill him first, secretly manipulate Su Yu, and then seize the opportunity to rise up in the chaos."
As the chief clerk, Huan Sheng was well aware of the areas where Chen Dynasty spies often stayed in such situations. He stared at several footprints on the soft, damp mud by the
river , finding the unique markings of military boots. He traced the footprints to identify the onlookers and
the soldiers secretly protecting Su Yu. Relying on his chief clerk's badge, he learned from several veteran soldiers that the military guerrillas in charge
were all on a fishing boat by the river.
Huan Sheng's bright eyes were fixed on Su Yu, who was still preaching in the center of the tea pavilion. Huan
Sanqi of the Sui Dynasty's Military Equipment Department spat and strode forward! With a light step and a graceful movement, he instantly
darted through the crowd and headed straight for the fishing boat.
"I've been saving up my pledge of loyalty for four years, don't blame me."
The fishing boat was glittering with jewels. A thick scarlet blanket surrounded the pink silk curtain at the stern. A
brass wind chime jingled at the stern; normally, if someone forced their way in, seven or eight bolts of divine lightning and true fire would be enough to kill even a first-rate martial arts expert with poor external skills.
But Huan Sheng walked with the stride of a tiger and the agility of a dragon, his movements as mysterious as a street performer. He nimbly and skillfully passed through layers of
traps , his breath steady so that the wind chime didn't even tremble.
"Oh, isn't this Huan Zi?"
A dozen or so soldiers sat sparsely on the boat. The leader, a guerrilla fighter, was bloated, bald, and dressed in a monk's robe,
his hands twirling a string of prayer beads, his face kind and benevolent.
"He came without even saying hello, so rude."
The fat monk chuckled.
"If you're here to help Aunt Wu pay off her debts, wait a few days. It's just a few extra taels of silver; I'll cover it up for you."
"Talking about gold and silver on the day the fairy is expounding scriptures is bad luck!"
The monk-robed guerrilla, surrounded by a dozen soldiers in full armor and helmets, each exuding a fierce, stench more menacing than wolves, slowly rose,
shaking their heads and brandishing half-bladed blades with malicious intent.
"You dog-headed show-offs!"
"I donned my armor on that snowy night to protect you bunch of Jiangzuo rotten insects. Now that you've surrendered to the Great Sui Heavenly Army, you're your
Grandpa Huan!"
"From tomorrow onwards, there will be no more widows of the Wu family in Luzhou City, only my new concubine!"
Huan Sheng, watching the hysterical outburst, secretly kept a watchful eye on everything, instantly devising his killing plan.
The fat monk casually curled his lip, instructing the short, stocky man beside him, the one with the most vigorous blood, "Throw them in
the river ." "Destroy the gold master? Eat the childless? Huanzi, this line of work is deep; you can't handle it." "!!!!"
The killing intent was like a raging fire! Huan Sheng did n't
allow this lowly wretch, who died in comfort and was still thinking of returning home after nine departures and thirteen returns during a time of national crisis, to continue his rant.
A short dagger flew out of his hand, and without hesitation, he flashed it out ten times. The tangible wind of the blade plunging
the candle of the cabin, plunging it into complete darkness. Only Su Yu's graceful dance in the distance and
the colorful river illuminated by her light remained.
Huan Sheng's face was strangely flushed, as if cheering for his impending success, his old face looking ten years
younger .
The man took a tiger-like step with his left foot, pulled back his waist, and stomped down hard with his knee. The cabin rocked unsteadily. At the same time, his left arm rotated outward,
the knuckles sizzling and emitting a series of strange roars like a beast. His right palm swept straight at the temple of the monk-robed guerrilla.
"Kill!!!"
Three minutes later.
In the tea pavilion, Su Yu was still unaware that the Chen army guerrillas secretly watching her had been wiped out. She continued to chatter incessantly.
"Clear and vast, boundless and shimmering. A deep pool, flowing and turbulent, reflecting and swirling. Vast and
boundless, flowing and shimmering. Observe it, and it has no form; search it, and it has no bounds."
Su Yu murmured profound Taoist scriptures and poems of salvation, her ink-black hair
scattering wildly with her movements. "Whoosh, whoosh,
whoosh,"
her delicate, radiant hair, like the brilliance of the universe, fluttered in the wind, her striking emerald-green silk dress
cascading over her head and delicate white toes. Her holy and beautiful features shimmered with a rich, pure mist and an
inhuman beauty; even the slightest tremor of her slender, painted eyebrows was captivating.
"The color of the official robe has faded?"
Miss Su Yu had been concentrating on reciting scriptures for three hours straight, and was inevitably a little tired. When she came to her senses, she
found that the pale yellow chrysanthemums that adorned her plain white official robe were gradually fading in color.
Unbeknownst to Su Yu, Huan Sheng, hidden within his official robes, had a thin white membrane that had been clinging to
her throbbing, fleshy body for some time, absorbing the girl's faint,
fragrant sweat. It had gradually coalesced into a crimson, eerie mass of flesh the size of a man's fist.
The monstrous flesh moved silently through Su Yu's slender, supple, and jade-white skin. Initially, the crawling flesh
felt extremely light, but as it grew, the sticky flesh's contact with her delicate skin sent
a .
Although it was only a momentary discomfort, it was nauseating, like being secretly watched by a wretched
, old, filthy, lifeless vagrant, resembling a gonorrhea patient. His swollen, aged penis
, covered in veins and festering pustules, was about to
thrust filling her with scalding semen ten degrees hotter than Su Yu's body temperature,
polluting her holy and pure immortal body into a murky, dark green pool enough to infest a toad.
Huan Sheng, inside the cabin, gazed into the distance, manipulating the demonic flesh to crawl and writhe, showing no pity for the slightly raised, pale,
silvery mature body in the night.
[This lustful oval-shaped buttock is basically like a swaying, semen-filled condom
, ready to gush out a large amount of oily-sex mixture with just a gentle poke, making the pretentious immortal
body instantly numb and tingly, allowing me to dance and itch wantonly in the anus. In the shameless process of forcibly maintaining the immortal posture,
it degenerates into another shameful and defeated sow in the abyss of lust.] The flesh and blood finally gathered in
front of the smooth, lustful, fat buttocks and anus, like top-grade Hetian jade. The pressure of the two mounds of flesh made the pale, water-bag-like buttocks
silently show a pair of shallow fleshy lines, revealing the delicate path, and
gently shaking the thick, ripe, sacred rose-colored anus in the middle, which was completely unaware of it, creating a lewd wave.
"Is there some evil spirit at work? The clerks in the Equipment Department are too careless. It's all because of these corrupt officials that the Emperor's
good intentions . What a mess."
Su Yu was at a crucial moment in her ritual. She had finally managed to connect with the energy of the mountains and rivers of Luzhou and performed
four rituals. Now, Fairy Su was one with the feng shui of Luzhou. She still needed to continuously
refine it with her own Heavenly Qi and the feng shui energy of Luzhou. If this process failed, the overwhelming feng shui energy would surely backfire and turn her Heavenly
Qi and Su Yu's soul into a mindless idiot.
Right now, she could only move forward and not retreat. Every move Su Yu made was in accordance with the profound methods of refining feng shui.
She could not afford to make any mistakes. She was powerless to protect her own cycle of life and death, so she could only release some righteous energy to restrain the demons and
make the demons attached to her retreat.
"Judging from its aura, it's nothing special, just tainted with a bit of demonic energy. It can't break my Heavenly Gang Immortal Body."
Su Yu's overexerted body was already sore and hot, and she was about to force herself to hold on, chanting incantations to refine the Feng Shui
Earthly Branches .
Inside the cabin, Huan Sheng's hands danced, his penis experiencing the phantom-like tight grip of beautiful flesh. The old man
shuddered with pleasure , the bliss of sexual intercourse temporarily overshadowing his pity for the young talent.
"Witchcraft and rituals have always been lewd sacrifices."
"Once I use my female genital magic to break this Yin-Yang formation, I'll turn the feng shui of Luzhou into a mess, turning the mountain and water energy into
filthy energy , and the city's defenses will collapse without a fight."
"And if it's in the year...? In the year, in the month... hah... then there's the month theory, ahhh!!????
In the day...? ... Beside her vulva, two soft, plump, white mounds rose high, resembling those of a prostitute selling her chastity for a coin on the street. Her phoenix eyes were glazed over, and the full, snow-white flesh of her buttocks was constantly being squeezed and kneaded , causing Su Yu's blood to surge and her to pant heavily. Her buttocks, along with her pubic bone and thighs, tightened, and her delicate body instinctively became unbearably hot before the flesh that tamed all female beasts. As Su Yu, the great fairy, trembled beautifully, the fleshy tentacles of the demonic flesh reached the lower part of her plump buttocks. The tentacles split into two instruments of torture, as thick as phalluses and as nimble as tongues, gently and quickly rubbing against the snow-white, plump, and smooth fleshy cleft. The white, plump buttocks trembled slightly, creating undulating, seductive folds of flesh. Su Yu's heart-shaped, firm, and perky buttocks sagged dramatically, the sensitive, flushed areolas expanding with each touch, while her large nipples, representing lust, stood erect in a frenzy of urges . The fairy's millstone-like buttocks, with each turn, stirred up soft, undulating waves of flesh, the heavy, mature, and alluring flesh gleaming like high-grade latex, resembling a female animal, a fleshy toilet , ready to ejaculate and urinate at any moment . From afar, Huan Sheng's vision was filled with a vast expanse of white flesh. He saw Su Yu's two large, proud buttocks , the grotesque tentacles of her demonic body deeply embedded within them. Her serpentine form exerted force, lifting the pale flesh upwards , revealing her most mysterious anus. Several red, tongue-like penises had already taken in the everted, crimson folds of flesh, frantically licking and sucking the small, fleshy membrane that bulged between the narrow opening. Two agile tentacles each lifted a side of her buttocks, kneading and caressing them with abandon. "Wanting to struggle, yet bound by the laws of the feng shui formation, unable to move , afraid that even the slightest mistake would lead to an irreversible collapse… tsk tsk, she chose this path." Huan Sheng chewed on a few red dates, then put the unfinished oysters on the table into his mouth. The hierarchy of superiors and inferiors is irreversible. "Idiot!" "Hahaha, don't give me...?????? You're so smug, waaaah! The waters of the streams and rivers are the land of the Earth element, but the time of heavy snow is coming. Don't look at me... Waaah... You must hold on until... the feng shui formation is complete..." The fleshy mass at Su Yu's chrysanthemum mouth gradually transformed into a ferocious image like a viper. She sat with her hips low, her waist like a coiled snake, her head tilted back as if swallowing an egg. Blood gleamed generously, and she aimed at the dry, sensual, rose-colored flesh, twisting and turning violently. She slid around the stake once, and "plop," she roughly burrowed inside. "What...thing? Waaaaaah...so tight!!! Ugly...ugly though it's the dead of winter, waaaaah???? There's frost to be afraid of, waaaaah?? But the weather has turned...sunny, so!!!?????? The warmth of the earth can give birth to all things, waaaaaah, Gu Qiu, waaaaah??!!!" Fairy Su Yu's plump buttocks and dry anus were pierced straight through, the demon was like a dragon rolling in the orange-yellow mountains, angrily roaring and biting, clinging to every inch of soft flesh, within that small space, the soft, beautiful flesh seemed

Like a flash flood, the clear sky collapsed. A ferocious, crimson tortoise-like crown and a rough, veined pyramid, carrying endless
heat, roared out demonic flesh and blood, spurting out torrents of white, turbid aphrodisiac fluid. The pale, soft, fleshy buttocks sprayed out into
slick, lewd flesh, and within the anus, boundless flesh and fleshy stumps ignited. The rapid activation of the sexual neural network melted the unshakeable,
steel -like Heavenly Divine Flesh into a wet, salty juice, seeping into the deep, snow-white, bursting flesh.
"Coo... Gu Qiu? Chen Jian Ji Chun????????????, Siha... I'll kill you?? Ahhh
!!?? For water?? Mud?? Wet??!!!!!"
Su Yu desperately maintained the magical posture within the magic circle; now, even the slightest mistake would cause the feng shui of Luzhou City to tremble.
But…
something was sliding within the blood vessels of her seductive rear passage—cold, smooth, rough, violent,
oppressive, viscous flesh and blood drilling into her femur, climbing up her plump, trembling anus, her chrysanthemum opening, which
seemed to breathe free air, was blocked by something. That indescribable, bizarre flesh forcefully drilled in, brutally expanding her
celestial garden.
…
Deathly silence. Su Yu's senses were distorted by the massive flesh in her anus. She heard the boisterous laughter
of the crowd , everything was upside down, colors became distorted and blurred.
The "splish-splish" sounds of the demonic flesh thrusting and throbbing in the deep valley of her celestial garden, along with the "gurgling" sounds of spring water, were clearly audible
. Yes, only this sound. Amidst all the clamor, the primal lust and malevolent malice were infinitely amplified from the depths of Su Yu's heart
. The fairy's blurred divine sea did not know what she should fear: demonic flesh and blood? The gaze of others?
A self-righteous moral obligation and a collapse of perceptions of the lower classes? Miss Su Yu had no time to think about it.
The swollen, fleshy dragon, as large as the sky, was vigorously throbbing up and down. She was still wearing her elegant white official robe and light green cotton
clothes, which made her look ethereal and detached from the world, barely covering the shiny spring light of the female beast's peaks.
In fact, the silk brocade close to her thighs was already haphazardly splashed on the sticky nightmare composed of fragrant sweat and demonic spring water.
The long, slender, snow-white fleshy legs wrapped in two transparent jade silk stockings were nakedly and infinitely tightened around the swollen flesh that
brought jade hands, pink arms, and even her sweaty toes were stretched into a shameful
arc that was about to explode. The fairy lord, who was trembling wildly, tried to use the strange pain stimulation to resist the illusory
beauty that was overwhelming in the center of her anus. But even this action was quickly reduced to the extremities of the
erotic Her limbs, which were straightened and exposed to the cold air, were stimulated
by the warm wind of male hormones that were almost a catalyst for love and desire. The hot Su Yu's body spasmed sharply deep inside, and her anus relaxed as if surrendering. The warm aphrodisiac injected by the demonic
relationship flowed down to the fleshy petals on both sides of her thighs, leaving a trail of water
stains on the tea pavilion.
"Aww... Geng Metal?? Parasite?? Life???? Trapped?? Stunned Wu Mother?? Hahaha???, Wu
Earth Returns to Prosperity?? It hurts so much... Oh oh oh?? Oh numb... Oh oh?? What a joke ah ah ah ah??????
Oh oh oh oh oh?? Oh oh oh oh!!!??????"
Can't stop.
If I completely collapse here, end the formation, and become a greasy, succulent pulp that can only howl and wait to be fucked? ...My life
as an immortal. Let it end here...
I really want to?? Push this kind of useless demon away... Ta-ga... I can't... I don't have any extra strength
because I've already merged with the feng shui... My soul is already the shape of the feng shui formation...
This clumsy, ridiculous, and ordinary person-like trashy soft flesh, born to be brutally possessed by male phalluses and howl and wait to be fucked
... It's simply incapable of fighting demons!!!
[What are you laughing at... those lecherous, filthy eyes... you're practically trying to crush me completely, aren't you?
] The extreme tearing, the extreme pain, the extreme self-denial and acceptance.
The malice and self-imposed moral pressure had surpassed the physical pain itself. Su Yu's consciousness was
slowly fading, as if snakes were sucking at her soul.
This was followed by a body-filling, peeling sensation, itching, stinging, painful itching—a piercing, bone-deep swelling that
seemed to fill the mysterious void of her eighteen years of life, gradually eroding every
inch of Su Yu's delicate skin, bones, and organs from her anus. Forced! Crushing! Emptiness! Delusion! Chaos! Agitation! Madness! Hysteria!
Excessive stimulation!
Su Yu's skin was like blood-red skin with layers about to peel off, like the rotten sap of expired citrus
clinging to her bones like gel. A prostitute infected with gonorrhea flutters her labia with her fingertips, her soul and life tainted with a form
of eczema called uncleanliness.
A bustling marketplace, a mocking crowd, a crumbling feng shui formation. In the throes
of intense pleasure, her large, swollen thighs, unable to stand, struggle in agony. Sweat drips from her steaming buttocks,
casting a lewd, undulating pattern on the oak floor of the teahouse. Her fleshy, throbbing buttocks, like a semen-draining masturbator, sway and throb with intense passion
, a violent agitation, a collapsing, tingling itch. The weak, demonic flesh,
trapped , plunges Su Yu into a frenzied, irreversible descent.
She doesn't know whether to blame her flesh and blood, or the formation that prevents her from retaliating.
...
The onlookers, from all walks of life, gradually realize something is wrong. How did a perfectly good time of setting up the formation, a time of working together to protect their families,
suddenly turn sour?
Inside the teahouse, Su Yu's seductive moans... caused many hot-blooded young men to raise their flags.
"What's wrong with the fairy?"
"Fairy Su?"
"Perhaps there's some evil spirit."
"Tsk...this look...is this slut in heat?"
They exchanged glances, but none dared to help, because inside the teahouse, Su Yu's magical movements
were normal , and the feng shui seemed to be functioning well.
Su Yu dared not speak loudly, fearing to disrupt the sacred formation process; her cries for help were barely audible, like the buzzing of mosquitoes.
How could a bunch of third-rate thugs hear Su Yu's lewd screams amidst the vast, rumbling feng shui flow?
The crowd hesitated. Ancient shamanistic rituals often included methods of lewd sacrifices. This fairy was only descending the mountain for the first time and hadn't revealed
the details of her techniques. Perhaps these lewd and decadent moans were also part of the formation?
Let's play it safe.
The foreign aid workers, on whom Su Yu had placed high hopes, who had just been completely absorbed, were now all craning their necks,
wanting to watch but not daring to move. Among them were quite a few "wise" individuals who were automatically maintaining order, afraid that someone would rush into the tea pavilion and
disrupt Su Yu's explanation of the Dharma.
They were like a bunch of chickens in a pen.
...
After burrowing around the anus for a while, the fleshy tentacles figured out the itch of this aloof fairy. The fleshy mass cleverly transformed into
a human-like, thick middle finger. The sticky membrane was covered with fine, raised, irritating particles. It gently pressed down on
her swollen, hard, lump-like tender flesh, and the scarlet middle finger gently caressed it. It smeared transparent essential oil on every inch of the fleshy anus
, pressing and smoothing it intermittently. It combined the functions of the penis and the index finger. The hot,
blood-red prism was pulled out deep under the tight grip of the layers of pink, tender flesh
. A large pool of milky white, transparent honey was brought out at once, looking like a pure white sun from afar. The crimson flesh dragon glowed in the white mud,
steaming upwards with an aura of destruction. Su Yu became more and more unsteady on her feet. In an instant, her anus was extremely full and swollen, and there
was an itch like insects crawling and ants crawling, spreading straight into her body. Su Yu's cheeks, flushed and shiny with heat
, were flushed and her eyebrows furrowed. Her red lips parted slightly, her nostrils flared, and she let out a soft, pungent moan of feminine ecstasy.
Flesh clung to Su Yu's almost naked, weak, and burning body, her thick, long penis impatiently
grasping one of her plump, juicy buttocks through a thin layer of slippery semen. The demon, born to
create feminine depravity, gently and slowly caressed and kneaded the slick
, wet, lustful flesh. A wonderful sensation of firmness, softness, and elasticity emanated from the tip of his penis, making the demon's blood boil. He gently separated
his fingers into two, lightly stroking the undulating peaks of her proud anus, rubbing and pressing them in circles. The two fingers
gently pinched and kneaded Su Yu's aroused, engorged clitoris with tender skill.
Under this fatally provocative touch, Su Yu and the tightly sticky, blood-red fleshy mass of her buttocks convulsed rapidly. The neurotic,
high-frequency movements were like a female body being pounded with a machine-made, pink-shelled masturbation cup.
"Ugh, so good, the midday sun is so hot and comfortable?? Ahhh!!??, rising into the middle qi, then yin is born, ahhhhhhh
!!?? Kiss me hard, ahhhhhhh!!!??"
Taking advantage of the emptiness of her arms hanging down in the dance, Su Yu's convulsing, slender, lustful fingers desperately grabbed that
vicious, sticky mass of flesh. Unexpectedly, the moment her Thirty-Six Forms of Heavenly Gang, honed over many years to exorcise demons and ward off evil, touched and kneaded
the culprit of her seductive flesh, the oily flesh and lustful fluids made it slippery, allowing Su Yu's long-prepared heavy hammer to slide straight away and mistakenly
hit her own increasingly deformed, swollen, greasy, and bulging buttocks with a "smack," exploding out shimmering waves. The lewd waves of flesh, the intense, tingling stimulation brought on by
his self-righteous cleverness , made Su Yu's alluring lips tremble and moan softly
, unable to bear the slutty numbness. The large mass of flesh, stimulated, no longer hesitated. The granular stimulants, which would make an ordinary female warrior
tremble allowed the huge flesh dragon, which was manipulated by thick, dark tentacles, to cover her tender buttocks once again.
After the demon's canopy, like an ancient tree canopy, broke through the fairy's two soft, fragrant, plump, and protective fleshy mounds, a stream of fragrant nectar immediately poured into the demon's forked, slender tongue. The dark red, oily, and smooth flesh inside the chrysanthemum hole tightened its grip
on its own initiative . "Oh oh oh oh... my ass... it's going to explode ah ah ah!!? I can't... I can't say it out loud..." The abstinent fairy who should have been sitting high on the clouds looking down on the coldness and warmth of the mortal world had her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her narrow and charming eyes were hazy, and her stammering mouth was slightly swollen, but she was so happy after being violently pounded in that she couldn't say a complete word. She moaned and groaned, her soft and shy body weak and unsteady. The penis that was thrusting in and out of her crotch held her anus tightly, so that she would not collapse humiliatedly on the increasingly slippery wooden floor of . An indescribable tingling pleasure in her chrysanthemum cave quickly spread to her limp, pinkish-white limbs and chaotic mind. Her groin pressed tightly against the fleshy testicles and ravaged buttocks, and the shameful emptiness that had been starving for so long launched a strong counterattack, causing Su Yu to raise her flushed, wet face and gasp for breath. The fragile dam of reason could not hold back the violent injection of the destructive fleshy penis. Her bright eyes were filled with the spring water that had drifted over the Huai River for thousands of years to irrigate the raging flames of desire. Her delicate face was flushed, and she whispered in a dreamlike voice, charming and shy. Her head swayed nervously, her long, thick, dark hair, as dark as silk and as dark as stars, completely lost the restraint of the headband that represented etiquette and manners. The messy hair tickled the demon's flesh, making him feel numb and itchy. Huan Sheng, who was remotely controlling her, was so frightened that his old waist went limp, and a few drops of clear prostatic fluid dripped out. With the mentality that if he didn't work hard to fuck this youthful flower, he would be a useless, greasy little bastard who would be squeezed until his limbs were weak by the slutty fleshy buttocks, Huan Sheng transformed his flesh into arms and openly and blatantly ripped open Su Yu's light green fairy dress with his arm-thick, terrifying beast. His five claws tightly gripped Su Yu's collapsing pretty face, and he held her scalp tightly. Amid the woman's screams, he lifted her high, like a piece of meat pig being casually disposed of and hung in the world. His fleshy hands imprisoned Su Yu's forehead and brutally and absolutely suppressed her small, soft jade by pulling it up and down. His penis thrust in and out, creating a double penetration that ordinary men could never do! "Waaaaah!! Help me ?? Ahh ... Su Yu was suspended high in the air. The demon seemed to have found the perfect angle, and its penis smoothly entered her smooth, warm rectum with a soft "plop." The swollen, dark brown glans deeply sucked into the uneven, beautiful rectal flesh. Her intoxicatingly beautiful eyes suddenly widened , glistening with a lustful, animalistic brooding light. Her shapely calves rubbed against the demon's flesh, which had swelled to the size of a child's brain, allowing Huan Sheng to clearly see the pinkish-red flesh and the anus above it through the demon's gaze. The layers upon layers of fleshy genitals tightly bound the penis's grooves. Huan Sheng's grotesque expression, though small, was overwhelmed by the long-lost sadistic sensation. As his arm-length penis was about to violently penetrate her convulsing , slippery, alluring flesh, he commanded the flesh to forcefully pry open her thighs. With a "splash," Su Yu's soft jade was suddenly lifted high, as the penis withdrew from her anus, exposing the oily red flesh to the cold wind. The novel emptiness amused the fairy, who let out a mournful cry, her mouth uttering soft moans , her alluring eyes rolling weakly upwards. Her wanton and lewd body was completely defeated by this act of feigned indifference. The plump vulva next to her anus revealed a glistening, red, and moist discharge, glistening as if it were covered in oil, and would slip away at the slightest . "Waaaaaaahh ...

With a whoosh,
the feng shui formation that Su Yu had been desperately maintaining crumbled, instantly causing the mountains and rivers to flow backward, and a rumbling thunderclap echoed across the sky.
The big one was coming.
"Mountains and rivers surge, heavenly law is thunder! Yin and Yang flow, surging and generating electricity! Thunder God, heaven and earth are the eyes! The righteous energy of the eight
directions , purple lightning rushing forth! Thunder Messenger, Huan Sheng, the Southern Garrison Commander of the Great Sui Dynasty, invites the Three Heavenly Thunder Emperors… to cleanse
the filthy feng shui of Luzhou…!" Inside the cabin, Huan Sheng twisted his waist and hips, his hands clapping loudly. As Su Yu climaxed in public, her
filthy yin energy surging against the pure feng shui, causing the world of Luzhou to change color, he summoned heavenly thunder, carrying the might of the Heavenly Court, to
utterly flatten the hundred or so defensive towers, fortresses, crossbow workshops, and sword and shield alleys surrounding Luzhou. A deafening roar of
thunder
.
Dark clouds billowed, the blue sky seemed about to shatter!
Huli Guang, the Eagle-Shooting Commander, who had been monitoring Huan Sheng's ritual outside the city, galloped wildly on his horse, drew his bow and shot at the moon,
and roared until dawn!
"Watch me scale the city wall first and claim the greatest credit!!" A massive, bright moon
slowly rose from the vast horizon. Over thirty elite cavalrymen from the Northern Army roared into the city along with Tian Lei, wielding light swords and short arrows. Their horses, infused with the blood of ancient
steppe ,
they incinerated the Chen soldiers blocking their path into charcoal. The various Confucian temples, local deities, and kitchen gods maintaining order in the city were instantly blasted away. A group of people from all walks of life,
gathered the teahouse and miles from the city gate, were jolted awake by the chaos. They trampled each other into a frenzy, with chickens flying and dogs barking. Some
resisted, some fled, some went out of the city, some went into the fortress, and some jumped into the river. The wealthy and powerful, fearing for their lives, dared not step forward. In desperation,
they gathered their best men to hide in their old houses and cellars. Several insightful individuals tried to rush into the teahouse to rescue Su Yu and stabilize
the situation, but they were all killed by Sui spies hidden in the crowd.
"Where's the guerrilla? Lu Guerrilla!!??"
The hundred or so scattered soldiers maintaining order were leaderless, shouting for Chen Jun's
guerrillas who should have been monitoring the situation from the small boat.
Huan Sheng, who had been lying in wait in the cabin for a long time, suddenly stood up. The lust in his old eyes burned, as if a circle of blood light
was shining , greedy, fierce, and domineering. He looked back at the Huainan misty rain and ten miles of flower boats that had been the same for ten years
. His expression softened slightly, but when he turned his head, he saw the courtesans and gentlemen who were usually hard to come by, who were like farmers trudging through the mud in a panic. The arrogant
Jiangzuo scholars were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy in tattered clothes. The heads of the unfathomable heroes in the army hung under the moon. The streets and
alleys were burned by the thick smoke of destruction. In the flames that filled the city, Huan Sheng's tense face reflected a deeper
level of arrogance.
He hastily packed the ship's treasure into a box, tossed it into a shallow, murky pond, and, seizing the opportune moment
, hurled the fat, burly corpse of the monk-robed guerrilla into the air. Amidst the clamor of the crowd, it was
impaled by the passing Hulü Guang with a single spear thrust.
"The guerrilla is dead!" "The guerrilla is dead!"
Thirty-odd cavalry charged haphazardly through the wide street. Without command, the various forces tried to flee, but human legs
could not outrun the northern steeds.
"Fairy, save me!"
The old fortune teller who had watched Su Yu grin foolishly from below the stage was caught by a cavalryman's lasso.
The cavalryman didn't even swing his sword, letting the horse's momentum drag the old man to the ground. The old man's decades of yin-yang skills
were utterly useless against this wolf-catching killing technique. After a dragging motion, he died on the street. The rider tossed and swayed,
throwing , where it landed right in the teahouse.
" Aaaaaaahh
... Then, she instantly separated her consciousness from her body and simultaneously thrust her acupoint into her chest. A vibrant blue flame erupted from her heart, colliding with her consciousness and spreading outwards around the tea pavilion, setting up a simple array to conceal her aura. Then, her soul transformed into human form, three bright lamps atop her head, their flames blazing like torches, reconnecting her divine sea with the feng shui of Luzhou. A flawless success! What exceptional talent! Su Yu's mastery of Yin-Yang feng shui has reached the level of a grandmaster among mortals. "Just one incense stick's time... I'll definitely be able to repair the feng shui array. Then all the magic in the city will be restored, and even a thousand cavalry won't be able to breach the inner city gates! " "Clear water flows. If the day is filled with fire, fortune will worry about flowing east; if the day is filled with water, fortune will fear flowing south..." Su Yu focused her mind. Outside the tea pavilion, thunder rumbled, and killing intent filled the air. Though the thunder startled her, the tiny pores on her skin opened, revealing skin as delicate and alluring as jade, more sensitive than usual. She chanted the incantation intently, but unexpectedly, the demon's flesh, which she had kicked away and should have been dead, strangely emitted a wisp of green smoke. Its form shrank slightly, and it moved with renewed vigor towards the serene fairy sitting beside her, drenched in sweat and her spirit taut. "Just do it yourself, distract her!" Huan Sheng, who was standing to the side, wanted to control the flesh and blood, but after jumping out of the cabin, he was immediately entangled by several fleeing soldiers and wandering knights who had reacted. He was fighting against several spears and clubs with a short dagger, and was in danger of falling into a situation. He was too busy to take care of himself, so he let the demon that had just gained consciousness deal with it. The demon flesh and blood was originally an instrument used to torture women in the Southern Desert Royal Court. Even without a commander, it could get by . It was entrenched in the tea pavilion. It estimated that it was no longer possible to perform the previous anal feast in its current size. After wandering around for a while, it was attracted by Su Yu's pair of crystal-clear feet that were pressed together as she sat cross-legged. Upon closer inspection, Su Yu sat cross-legged, her slick, fleshy buttocks pressing against the ground, creating rolling waves of flesh. Her jade-like legs were bent in an M-shape on either side, her calves straight and slender like bamboo shoots and waxen leaves. Her soft , delicate feet, white with a hint of pink, rested calmly on a puddle of murky water that was bubbling with eroticism. The rich, sweet scent of musk and orchid filled the air with a slightly acidic fragrance. A piece of emerald silk, sticky brown satin, draped over her smooth, white heels. The thick, alluring flesh on the upper part of her feet was as red as cherry blossoms, and her slender, elegant arches resembled noble cloud hills, concealing...

Deceptively illuminated by the optical illusion, Su Yu's slender, delicate toes appeared as shimmering pink pearls. The fine, alluring
texture and the faint blue veins on her instep hinted at the life force within.
The low-intelligence demon subtly and quietly covered her sticky, fleshy feet with it. Her plump, fleshy feet trembled violently, and the glistening sweat, like
soft, juicy flesh, stirred up tiny, shimmering, lustful glints.
With each breath, Su Yu's feet swelled slightly. A milky-white line of flesh ran from the two tender petals of her sole along
the jade-like arch of her foot. The muscles, tinged pink and light brown by the lustful fluid,
writhed , like a beckoning cat in a shop. Su Yu's eyes were fixed intently; at this crucial moment when her divine sea was condensing, she dared not be distracted. Her rapid,
intoxicating breath, like an aphrodisiac spring breeze, seeped into the pores of the demon's flesh, causing Huan Sheng, who was sharing the sensation in the distance, to feel a throbbing in his
forehead cursed lewdly, and the knife in his hand moved even faster. The demon's fleshy tumor
, facing the poppy-like, smooth skin of its lower limbs exuding a seductive, feminine fragrance, trembled and pounced like a slime,
quickly and tightly enveloping the fleshy feet.
"Afraid of the Metal and Water elements... Aww!? The luck... Day and hour?? So cold, p... Love the land of Bing and Ding, hahaha???"
[It's that demon again]
Su Yu's feet felt like they were in a warm, juicy steamer all over, making her limbs go weak. A cool
sensation shot up her spine, and her delicate body trembled. She saw that the soldiers guarding her were dead, and she was both shocked and angry. Large whites rolled back in her alluring
eyes, and she opened her luscious, mature red lips, pressing them tightly together. She breathed heavily, suppressing her
subconscious wanton laughter, her mind vast and resolute.
"What?? A joke...??? How could I be defeated twice by this low-class hahahahahahahaha!!!
????"
Countless tongues sprang out from the fleshy sac that enveloped her delicate feet, probing along the
rounded , making Su Yu nauseous. As the obese fairy bent over, the fleshy tongue
seized the opportunity to slip between the toes of her delicate toes. The filthy, warm sensation
stimulated sending shivers down her spine. Her lower body, including her vulva and
chrysanthemum, trembled violently. The fairy's snow-white thighs trembled, and her body convulsed under the intense stimulation. Her tender
buttocks felt hot and soft. At first, she glared angrily, wishing she could
crush the fleshy creature with the vigorous energy of ten years of cultivation. But the demonic flesh, whether due to low intelligence or feigned ignorance, remained unresponsive, seemingly soulless, only
focused on the toe covers. Li worked diligently, their lips and tongues intertwining. A skillful, deep kiss moistened every tiny
acupoint Seven or eight red tongues sucked and licked simultaneously, producing abundant saliva. The aphrodisiac, oily juice flowed from the tips of her sturdy toes
in a sticky, difficult stream, soaking her rosy, wide soles, elegant, deep arches, and plump, soft heels
in a transparent, aphrodisiac-like sap. Her right foot's round, plump big toe, shyly smeared with
the sweet, slippery sauce, curled up shyly at the sole of her foot, allowing a red tongue to entwine and suck. The back-and-forth swallowing and spitting of multiple layers of flesh
made the big toe sway between solidity and emptiness, and the tense sole involuntarily and slowly flattened. The arrogant second
toe proud of its long and slender shape, actively attacked the invading flesh, only to be instantly entangled by the dense, fleshy grooves of the foot.
Three red tongues bound the toe, devouring it inch by inch, like a python coiling
and grinding against the long, slender toe. The rough, millstone-like particles of the tongues scraped against the rounded toes, creating a tingling sensation
that made the young lady, Su Yu, who was trying to endure it, turn pale, her delicate body tremble, and her jade legs go weak
. A dizzying sensation ensued, and her spine, which she had been trying to keep upright, collapsed again into the murky, filthy puddle. Lost in the passionate kiss on her soles, Su Yu
no longer tried to get up, seemingly drained of her last bit of strength by the fleshy massaging of her feet.
In a daze, Su Yu's mind became blurred, her small tongue stiff as if covered in mud, muttering incoherent
prayers, her voice growing increasingly weak. Before the fairy's struggling, dim eyes, a perfectly simulated, ambiguous illusion appeared:
a handsome, refined, and gentle young man of her generation was massaging her small feet. Clearly just a phantom, the fairy
found ultimate relief and comfort, letting out an uncontrollable, deep groan. Unlike
the forced which was excruciatingly painful, this was a self-deceptive act. She exhaled
a satisfied, purely pleasant moan, conquered by the unexpected tingling and numbness of the fabricated, handsome illusion.
The demon's blood-stained, murky eyes revealed a human-like contemptuous mockery as it continued to maintain the clumsy illusion.
Its mouth savored the shy resistance of the beautiful woman before it as her feet were licked by the alien race and its illusory erotic dreams. Its red tongue
repeatedly craved the sticky, round, and incredibly juicy thumb, its three red tongues whipping
the lifeless, submissive thumb, which was now licking the feet of the sow's lustful demon in a hellish ecstasy. It even sucked up the wet, salty, sweet foot sweat. After a
long, relentless struggle, the demon saw that although the limp beauty was panting and sweating profusely, and her plump, ripe, soft buttocks were slightly
erect, she ultimately couldn't go any further. It also felt that the stimulation near the toes was no longer stimulating enough.
The fleshy sac enveloping her alluring, tender feet trembled and slid, moving its red tongue upwards.
The fleshy sack flipped over the limp feet, which had been trapped in a hellish, erotic foot-licking hell. Several rough tongues sucked on Su Yu's smooth
nails, strands of powder, and naturally moist, fragrant saliva seeped from the shy, bright skin of her toes. It
was sweet and mellow, and the contrast in their status made one's blood boil. The toes connected to the soles of her feet were white and soft, the tender calluses delicate and
delicious. The defeated feminine fragrance that Su Yu exhaled from her mouth reminded the demon of the useless female knight who had been sexually tortured to the point of personality
expulsion . In a fit of excitement, the demon suddenly thrust his tongue and tightly wrapped it around the shy, curled-up big toe.
The delicate toe lost sensation several times under the extremely hot aphrodisiac. The fleshy, smooth female beast's beautiful flesh trembled wildly, and the spine lost control of the toes. For a moment, it could only become a despicable, backstabbing female beast's fleshy toilet,
transmitting pleasure and seducing the entire body's aphrodisiac to respond to the restless, erotic beauty. "Hoo hoo hoo... Furnace of the Treasury hahahahaha?? Dull?? Hahahaha Iron stubborn gold, rely on?? To be refined ah ah ba no..." Lady Su Yu was already unable to move because of the demon's flesh and blood. Her beautiful eyes were closed shyly, her face was shy and her cheeks were flushed like fire. She mechanically recited scriptures that were not sure if they were useful. Her mouth was full of lewd words. Her heartfelt lustful breaths drowned out the meaningless words. She barely raised her head. Apart from this mountain of lustful flesh that was aroused by aphrodisiacs, she could only see that the illusory handsome young man was becoming more and more swaying. He could not even maintain the handsome appearance of a white-clothed and black-haired gentleman. [Waaah ah ah... At least give me some comfort. It is unacceptable for a demon to wantonly play with my little feet that I have never shown to anyone.]

[This is unacceptable...] In Su Yu's flickering, fire-like hallucinations, the illusions created by the demons slowly dissipated.
Unwilling to face being touched by a disgusting mass of demonic flesh, Su Yu began to hallucinate countless handsome young men.
However, Su Yu, having lived deep in the mountains for so long, had never seen any men of his own generation, and for a moment did not know what
the universally acknowledged handsome man, "Androgynous" and "Vast Wind on the Mountain Peak," looked like. In his wild imagination, he inexplicably longed to see
Huan Sheng's refined and composed appearance, which he had witnessed over the past few days.
[Being pinned down by an uncle several generations older than myself... Waaaaaahh ...
Amidst Su Yu's self-amusing, seductive moans, the
fictional "Huan Sheng" swiftly thrust his swollen, purplish-red, thick tongue into the slightly erect flesh of her sole. The large,
hot greedy tongue roamed and pressed against her soft, smooth, rosy trapezius muscles, cunningly avoiding the most sensitive part of her
toes. It rubbed against Su Yu's tender sole and the base of her big toe, repeatedly scraping and parting the taut, petal-like
folds of flesh. Using the slippery, thick fluid, he pressed his long, red tongue down heavily, then gently withdrew it, like the beautiful scene of clams mating
.
Su Yu instantly raised her head high and kicked her beautiful legs in the air, trying to entangle something. With a long, wanton cry,
she felt a tingling, itchy, and swollen sensation, along with a feeling of satisfaction that filled all her emptiness. This sensation
surged like a tide along with the licking of the hot red tongue. Her genitals convulsed and trembled, her long, rounded, ivory-like legs straightened and stood upright, her fleshy
buttocks clenched tightly, and her long, beautiful white toes curled together as if they were dead.
Her delicate , fiery feet pressed firmly into the soft, steaming flesh, her feet pressed together against her red tongue. Every inch of her
white soles was being trampled by countless slick, fleshy masses, experiencing a tender, smooth sensation. The hot, wet membranes of her red tongue
tightly gripped and bound her small, slutty, ticklish toes, which were shrouded in darkness and lewdness. Within her dark, wanton scrotum, glints of flesh
flickered. Su Yu vaguely sensed fortune and misfortune, life and death, the shifting of warmth and cold, and the emptiness of nothingness.
Su Yu's jade-like face flushed red, her silver teeth
slightly dizzy. The elegant fairy gasped and moaned rapidly, her cries melodious and sweet. She felt as if her body was
being filled with boiling blood, about to burst. With the varying pressure and speed of the tongue beside her toes, she twisted and writhed, uttering
involuntary lewd moans of "hmm...uh...ah..." The fairy, half-heartedly resisting, straightened her back and used all her strength to step on
the wet and slippery fleshy sac, hoping for a deeper level of contact.
"Aww ahhh hahahahahaha!!!??? I want to go higher...ahhh and I can't chant anymore
hahahahaha !!!??"
Su Yu's plump and smooth foot walls were exquisitely beautiful, her muscles clenched tightly to trample on the red tongue, and the
layers of fleshy wrinkles on both sides resembled fleshy buttocks circling the red tongue that was twitching back and forth. Whenever the red tongue entered and exited Su Yu's makeshift cheap foot fetish
toilet , the arch of her foot would automatically contract and writhe due to the scalding hot tentacles, and her erotic cavity seemed to be tightly biting
the glans of the tentacles that resembled fingers, red tongue, and penises, sucking on the scalding hot fleshy bumps on the surface of the tentacles. Her beautiful flesh seemed to have adapted to the service of
her feet , her body trembling, her snow-white thighs rubbing against each other, her nipples, increasingly
erect in the cold wind, standing like water grapes. She lay quietly under the wooden planks of the tea pavilion, enjoying a debauched paradise in the quiet little house amidst the vast chaos of war
. The cloth covering her waist was lifted, touching her naked body with the occasional white fluid that rose up. Her fleshy feet were
training her scrotum, the red tongue steaming in a steamer, boldly probing towards her arches. Her proud, curled buttocks were tightly pressed together without a single gap. Her
extremely engorged fleshy feet were taut like a defeated, slutty
fairy on the verge of orgasm, willing to beg for a homeless man's penis. The small area between her toes and arches was sweaty and shiny, faintly glowing red. The pink tip of her toes
seemed to be sucking and exhaling, and the salty, fragrant foot sweat seeping from the edges of her flesh was intoxicating. The lubricating honey flowing from her crotch
made her erect toes appear even more shiny and smooth.
A red tongue reached out and played with the burning, tender flesh of her toes, causing Su Yu's limbs to tremble as if
electrocuted She stomped her feet together, desperately trying to stomp on the forked tongue. The demon, disdainful, withdrew the red tongue
from her feet, trampling the soft, pleasurable flesh beneath her. He looked down at the genius fairy beneath him, defeated by the foot licking, and saw her still slumped on the ground, her face flushed and wet, devoid of the will to continue chanting.
The chaotic feng shui formation around her slowly subsided,
returning to its bizarre, reversed state. He knew the useless spy's mission was complete.
Next came pure, pleasurable training.
In her hallucination, Su Yu vaguely saw the illusory Huan Sheng growing bolder, his fingers, glistening with the semen from her toes, thrusting into
her soft, fragrant lips. His middle-aged face seemed to grow younger, vaguely
reminding of his spirited, radiant self.
The demon scornfully glared at Su Yu's pig-like, broken abomination. The colliding flesh parted, revealing the emerald green silk that
symbolically . In a dazzling field of red and white flesh,
the proud peaks of her breasts, hidden beneath the jade-green silk, were presented before the demon's fleshy eyes.
Two rosy points on the almost transparent red and white skin revealed a jade-like beauty.
The demon's flesh eagerly and passionately caressed the elastic mounds of flesh, indulging in the salty
, savory aroma of the seductive female body. The fleshy touch brushed against the bright red ankles standing erect on the soft, plump feet. The tender, heart-shaped flesh
was slightly erect, perfectly full, shimmering with vibrant, alluring areolas, shyly
anticipating a new round of training within the fleshy sacs.
The demonic flesh swayed gently, grinding the glans of each of the fleshy pillars inside the large meat mill against the jade feet, enjoying the trembling of the seductive
flesh as if surrendering. Streams of secret juice gushed undisguisedly from the steamed bun-shaped buttocks, the hot soaking
fleshy feet having become a miscellaneous fish-like toy of foot fetish.
"Waaah... Soon... it will be successful... It's impossible to be with this kind of miscellaneous fish..."
Su Yu's beautiful flesh trembled with pleasure, her seductive eyes slightly open, her tongue pressing against the intruding fleshy touch, instinctively serving
the terrifying female beast as ferocious as a fleshy dragon, the deep purple nipples erect and swollen before the magnificent white peach seemed to shed their
heavy burden under the pressure of the fleshy touch.
"Haha?? Hahaha?? Haaaaaa... No
need ...
Waa ...

" Hahahaha, I'm going to
lose ! Aaaaaaahh ... The fleshy touch slid and then cunningly sprang into the previously humiliated chrysanthemum hole. The penis, deep inside the erotic cavity, felt the layers of flesh of the fairy constantly contracting and writhing , sucking powerfully, trying to extract even a drop of semen from the demon's flesh like squeezing a mortal. The small chrysanthemum flesh was tight and supple, and the demon's thrusts directly hit the tender chrysanthemum heart. Overwhelmed by an insatiable pleasure , Su Yu almost instantly succumbed to the urge to become a mindless, fleshy sow. The penis inside her anus rubbed and rotated with a series of "plop" sounds, sending a tingling sensation through her, causing her tongue to dart wildly. The female animal trembled with lust, her face contorted in a foolish, laughable grotesque expression. Her massive, greasy anus, shaped like a mountain, writhed and twisted in the manner befitting a female animal, its smooth , tender flesh trembling. Her exquisite, fragrant, snow-white body seemed perfectly designed to serve the thick, fleshy penis within her anus . The large, fleshy opening, composed of a dozen or so spiky shafts, contracted and writhed in a beautiful, indescribable way. Waves of intense pain and pleasurable sensations in the deep valley brought her fleshy, greasy, and voluptuous flesh to an indescribable peak, causing a torrent of fluid to gush from her vulva. " Ahhhhh ?? Ahh ... Qi Yun Fairy Su Yu, utterly defeated!!! "So...you don't actually think that you, a lowly chicken demon, have truly defeated me, do you?" Looking up in confusion, the flesh and blood could hardly believe that such aggressive words could come from the mouth of a sow who had been dizzy for so long and could only whimper. "A demon without intelligence...its purity is also limited." "In any case, such a pathetic and lewd experience is indeed unbearable, thankfully no one saw it." Su Yu's eyes were filled with a chilling aura, and her killing intent caused strange emerald flames to spontaneously ignite around the tea pavilion. Several unlucky cavalrymen who were ignited by these flames jumped into the river but could not extinguish them, howling in agony . "Don't look at me like that. At least my previous wailing and uncontrollable laughter were genuine. You almost turned me into a worthless piece of trash who only knew how to satisfy cheap lust." "Tsk, luckily, you didn't interrupt the second ritual of connecting the feng shui array." Su Yu suddenly laughed, his aura surging, his body seemingly surrounded by water, mountain, and firelight flickering. In the hazy light, the extremely handsome 'Su Yu' revealed a faint smile, like a deity looking down on all living beings. His figure grew larger and larger, eventually enveloping Luzhou City like a celestial being. "The feng shui array has been completed, Luzhou is safe." The illusory large half-body statue of Su Yu covered Luzhou City. The blessing of the feng shui around Luzhou made Su Yu seem like a demigod. The yin and yang energies above his head directly condensed into a magnificent gray flame that shot into the sky, illuminating the war-torn city. Almost instantly, a torrential rain poured down, extinguishing the raging fires set by the Sui army. "Grey Crow!!!!!!!!!!" The intelligent, chestnut-colored horse beneath Hulü Guang let out a blood-curdling scream, its body ablaze, and charged madly towards the city gate, finally leaping over the city wall before the first raindrop fell. At the same time, a fierce storm raged in Luzhou City. The Huainan River, shrouded in mist and rain, seemed possessed; its waves surged , crashing against the houses and causing them to rumble. Strangely shaped pieces of mud rose from the ground, reinforcing and stabilizing the structures. Many of the Sui cavalrymen still scrambling within Luzhou City, unable to escape in time, were swept away , like unfortunate souls drowned by water ghosts. Some hid in the dry streets, only to hear a deafening explosion. Sharp, spear-like pillars of earth suddenly shot up from the ground, the force of hundreds of tons blasting the once-mighty cavalrymen away, their internal organs ruptured, and they died instantly. The torrential rain, layer upon layer, surged like waves, and the seemingly obedient soil, these wondrous things, all displayed divine majesty. In the misty drizzle, Hulü Guang, who had narrowly escaped the city, vaguely saw a gigantic . One hand connected to the east city, the other to the west; a crown atop its head, its face solemn, like the golden dawn slowly opening its slumbering eyes, its long, thick eyelashes like the surging tides of the Huai River that had flowed for millennia… just as Huan Sheng had seen that morning. Pure, beautiful, and holy, untouched by worldly concerns. The scattered soldiers slowly relaxed their grip on their weapons, falling into intense worship. This divine skill, this sacred miracle constructed by divine magic, was now being displayed in its entirety . Outside the city, large numbers of Sui soldiers trembled, their eyes filled with fear. Some men, devout followers of gods and Buddhas , knelt down, murmuring prayers, "We venerate the Greatly Compassionate and Merciful Immortal Goddess, may your true spirit manifest in the world, protect humanity, and prevent all calamities..." Huan Sheng, hidden at the bottom of the river, swam out of the city holding his breath, tumbling and crawling ashore. He saw Hulü Guang, a Sui general he had met once before, resting at the city gate, panting heavily. "Huan Sheng, a Gentleman of the Military Equipment Division, pays his respects to the General!" Huan Sheng adjusted his breathing and saluted respectfully. Hulü Guang grabbed Huan Sheng and threw him beside his chestnut horse, his face revealing a fierce expression. He punched the Gentleman in the stomach , his amber tiger eyes blazing with anger. "You brought this upon yourself! The Military Equipment Department gave you a century-old demon meat, a tribute from the Southern Desert Royal Court, and what did you do with it? Now that Chen's army has gained momentum within the city, any further forceful attack will inevitably result in heavy casualties, repeating the disaster of Emperor Gao's Jade Disc incident." Huan Sheng rolled over five or six times to dissipate the force, so it didn't hurt anymore. He gritted his teeth and began to fight with both hands, his left and right hands...

The right palm represents Yin, the left palm Yang. With a sudden swipe, each rub produced a
flash of light, dimming the overwhelming gray light emanating from Su Yu within the city.
"General, the formation in the city is not insurmountable,"
Huan Sheng said evasively, his words seemingly aimed at someone unseen.
"I just tried it out. The feng shui formation is very loosely structured, barely cobbled together. It's filled with
the filth and can't withstand the ravenous men in the army."
"If left unchecked, Luzhou City will become a depraved place of men and women engaging in sexual intercourse within five days, subverting human ethics."
"Tomorrow, when the fairy maintaining the formation is exhausted and rests, we'll send men to launch a strong attack and take Luzhou in the blink of an eye."
Huan Sheng, thirty-four years old, a cavalry officer of the Sui Dynasty's Military Equipment Department, on a long-awaited, thrilling night of destiny,
stood silently before the majestic gray statue, as tall as a mountain. He was lost in a state of confusion, a sense of peace amidst the chaos.
He seemed to hear the sound of a lazy ship setting sail at two in the morning without the captain's permission,
the sound of roses blooming like paper in the morning. He was sweating profusely yet felt icy cold. He sighed unconsciously,
yet his heart was filled with inscrutable thoughts. He had never had a moment of peace, yet it was as if he had let go of the test of life and death.
A vibrant river, melancholic starlight.
He stood there, contemplating the celestial sounds he should have experienced at thirty-six.
Thirty-four-year-old Huan Sheng suddenly yanked the reins, as if to relive the passionate years of his twenties .
He twisted his waist, hunched his back, and the chestnut horse reared up, Huan Sheng's still-agile body taut, almost breaking. His shoulders
bulged , he pointed at the surging river, his eyes blazing with unprecedented sincerity, roaring,
"Cross the river!"
His fiery temper flared, he brandished a short dagger, blood gushing from every pore. For a moment, even the majestic statues in the sky
seemed to tremble slightly. Only one man, one horse, trudging through the water, neighing loudly.
"Cross the river!!!"
"Cross the river!!!"

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