[Fantasy] My Mother is the Clever Huang Rong (Complete) - 34-36

Chapter 164.

Grandpa Jiao was blindfolded and initially uncomfortable with the darkness, but the faint fragrance of the three women in the dark gave him a new kind of excitement.

Liu Lanzhi had Wang Qianqian come over, and the two women stood side by side in front of Grandpa Jiao. Liu Lanzhi took Grandpa Jiao's hand and rubbed it against her and Wang Qianqian's bodies, teasingly saying, "Grandpa Jiao, can you feel it? Aren't Qianqian's and my bodies very soft?"

Grandpa Jiao took the initiative to stretch out his other hand as well, touching the two women's breasts with both hands, kneading the two mounds vigorously, and said in a trembling voice, "Very soft... really very soft... like freshly steamed buns..."

Liu Lanzhi said in a coquettish voice, "What are freshly steamed buns? Steamed buns are only soft, but these four round mounds of Qianqian's and my... " "Not only are they soft, they're also elastic! Grandpa Jiao, didn't you feel it?"

Grandpa Jiao increased the pressure of his kneading, his voice trembling, "They are indeed elastic, very elastic... Lanzhi, Qianqian, what special material are these four big steamed buns made of?"

Wang Qianqian trembled, "They weren't made, they were naturally grown... Ouch! Grandpa Jiao, be gentle! You're not gentle at all. If you crush my big steamed buns, you won't have any to eat..."

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..." Grandpa Jiao, with strength from who knows where, actually tore the front of the two women's clothes.

Liu Lanzhi screamed, "Ouch! Grandpa Jiao, what are you doing... You're so bad! You're disrespectful to your elders... Hehe..."

Although she screamed, she didn't resist. The two women exchanged a smile, letting Grandpa Jiao tear their clothes open, revealing their bras, which were bulging into two small mounds.

Liu Lanzhi's bra was light green, while Wang Qianqian's was pink.

Regardless of the color, the bras, bulging into two rounded mounds, could evoke fantasies.

He Ya stood there blankly, staring at the scene, the sound of the two women's clothes being torn still echoing in her ears. Her heart trembled, and she thought to herself, "I offered my mounds willingly, but I didn't expect that the sound of my clothes being torn would stimulate my heart even more..."

Grandpa Jiao waved his hands, ravaging the women through their bras for a while. His rough fingers made the two women frown, their pretty faces contorted.

Liu Lanzhi scolded, "Oh dear, Grandpa Jiao, how can you be so heartless? Even if you like to pinch, you can't use so much force... If you ruin someone's steamed bun, you can't afford to pay for it..."

Wang Qianqian also said in a trembling voice, "Grandpa Jiao, if I get breast cancer in the future, I'll come to you..."

Grandpa Jiao was taken aback upon hearing this, and with an embarrassed smile, he reduced the pressure of his fingers. Suddenly, he pulled with both hands at the same time, tearing down the bras of the two women.

Two pairs of breasts immediately bounced out, and the two women blushed and subconsciously covered themselves with their hands. Grandpa Jiao pulled off the silk handkerchief covering his eyes and chuckled, "No need to cover them, Grandpa Jiao's old eyes are failing, I can't see clearly..."

He Ya exclaimed in surprise, "Grandpa Jiao, why did you take off the handkerchief? Don't you have heart disease?"

Grandpa Jiao brushed aside Liu Lanzhi and Wang Qianqian's hands and chuckled, "Heart disease? I do have a bit of heart disease... but there's no blood yet, so... it's alright for now..."

Liu Lanzhi and Wang Qianqian's hands covering their breasts were brushed aside, revealing their snow-white, rounded mounds and four bright red nipples to Grandpa Jiao.

Grandpa Jiao's previously cloudy eyes widened instantly, his gaze becoming greedy.

Liu Lanzhi felt a little flustered by the old man's gaze and said with a reproachful laugh, "Grandpa Jiao, your eyes are so scary... you should... cover your eyes again..."

Saying this, she used the silk handkerchief to cover Grandpa Jiao's eyes again.

Grandpa Jiao sighed, "Well, fine, I've already seen it, do whatever you want with it..."

He opened his mouth wide, and a strong stench of bad breath wafted out.

The three girls frowned and covered their mouths in unison. Wang Qianqian complained, "It stinks!... Grandpa Jiao, don't you ever brush your teeth?"

Grandpa Jiao chuckled, "Brushing my teeth? Too luxurious! Toothpaste is too expensive, Grandpa Jiao can't afford it..."

Liu Lanzhi shook her head and said with a wry smile, "Grandpa Jiao, how can you kiss your wife with such a stinky mouth? If we kissed you, wouldn't the stench make us all faint..."

As Liu Lanzhi spoke, she fed Grandpa Jiao a bright red nipple into his mouth.

Grandpa Jiao immediately started smacking his lips and biting down on the nipple, pulling it back until Liu Lanzhi cried out in pain before he let go.

He Ya stared blankly to the side, thinking, "Why is Lan Zhi starting to breastfeed too? In this game of pretend, I'm the one who's breastfeeding..."

Grandpa Jiao, having finished sucking Liu Lan Zhi's breasts, began to savor Wang Qian Qian's.

He mentally compared the three women's breasts, finding them all quite delicious despite subtle differences.

Suddenly, Grandpa Jiao pushed the two women away, chuckling, "Grandpa Jiao has bad breath! Which heroine dares to kiss Grandpa Jiao?"

The three women looked at each other, shaking their heads with wry smiles.

Finally, Liu Lan Zhi took the lead, cupping Grandpa Jiao's face in her hands, her voice trembling, "Grandpa Jiao, although you have bad breath, I still want to kiss you... because... you truly love me..."

She then kissed Grandpa Jiao's smelly mouth. Grandpa Jiao felt two soft, fragrant lips press against his, and at the same time, a nimble, fragrant tongue slipped inside. Grandpa Jiao immediately took the tongue in his mouth and sucked hard. Liu Lanzhi took the initiative to send a large amount of sweet saliva into Grandpa Jiao's mouth through her fragrant tongue.

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Grandpa Jiao tasted the saliva of a beautiful young girl for the first time and found it very sweet. He swallowed Liu Lanzhi's saliva in large gulps while rubbing her breasts with both hands.

Gradually, his hands moved down, kneading her full breasts through her skirt and pants.

Liu Lanzhi bent over and kissed Grandpa Jiao like an older sister kissing a younger brother. She tried hard to endure Grandpa Jiao's pungent breath, but she couldn't bear it any longer, so she pushed Grandpa Jiao away temporarily, exhaling heavily, and said in a reproachful voice, "Grandpa Jiao, your mouth stinks so much... Also, can you be a little gentler? My butt... is about to be crushed by you..."

Grandpa Jiao did not reduce the pressure of his fingers and said with a wicked smile, "It won't break, Lanzhi, don't worry, Grandpa Jiao has a way." "It won't break... Lanzhi, your saliva smells so sweet! Why is my mouth so smelly?"

Liu Lanzhi said with a playful laugh, "You're too stingy to buy toothpaste to brush your teeth, of course your mouth smells bad..." Saying this, she kissed Grandpa Jiao's smelly mouth again. This time, their kiss was even more intense, from the forceful pressing of their lips to their twisting and sucking...

He Ya and Wang Qianqian watched in a daze, both women feeling a strange urge to kiss each other.

Wang Qianqian took the initiative to hug He Ya's neck and said softly, "He Ya, before kissing Grandpa Jiao, let's practice a little, okay?"

He Ya's pretty face flushed red, and before she could answer, Wang Qianqian hummed in agreement and kissed He Ya's small mouth.

Their four cherry lips touched, and a strange current of excitement surged through both women.

Their two small, fragrant tongues intertwined, exchanging sweet saliva.

At first, the two women felt a little awkward, but as the kiss deepened, they gradually became immersed in a moist and blissful feeling.

As the two women kissed, they caressed each other's backs and buttocks with their slender hands, gradually transitioning from gentle caresses to vigorous kneading...

Grandpa Jiao glanced sideways at Wang Qianqian and He Ya kissing and couldn't help but chuckle. He wanted to say something teasing, but his mouth was blocked by Liu Lanzhi's cherry lips, preventing him from speaking. He could only curse loudly in his heart, "Little vixen"...

Liu Lanzhi felt that her fragrant tongue was about to be sucked off by Grandpa Jiao, so she pushed the old man away and said breathlessly, "Qianqian, He Ya, stop playing lesbian games. It's your turn to kiss Grandpa Jiao..."

Wang Qianqian and He Ya reluctantly separated, bent down and cupped Grandpa Jiao's face, and said softly, "Grandpa Jiao, your mouth really stinks, but I still want to kiss you..." As

they spoke, they also took the initiative to kiss Grandpa Jiao's stinky mouth and put their fragrant tongues, which were covered in saliva, into the old man's mouth.

Grandpa Jiao quickly took Wang Qianqian's fragrant tongue into his mouth, greedily sucking on it. He found the taste sweet, but it was different from Liu Lanzhi's saliva; the subtle difference was hard to pinpoint.

He Ya was still dazed, savoring the taste of her kiss with Wang Qianqian, when Liu Lanzhi's slender arms had already climbed onto her neck. She said in a coquettish voice, "He Ya, we're good sisters, let's be affectionate for a little while..."

Saying this, she took the initiative to kiss He Ya's small mouth.

He Ya made a soft "Mmm," instinctively trying to push Liu Lanzhi away, but Liu Lanzhi held her tightly, a smooth, fragrant tongue invading He Ya's mouth.

He Ya had no choice but to retaliate with her own fragrant tongue. The two tongues intertwined, beginning a passionate battle.

Wang Qianqian kissed Grandpa Jiao for a while, then felt the old man's hands kneading and pinching her breasts and buttocks. The pain was unbearable, so she pushed him away, took two steps back, and said reproachfully, "Grandpa Jiao, you're so naughty... A kiss is a kiss, why are you pinching me there?..."

Grandpa Jiao, savoring Wang Qianqian's sweet saliva, chuckled, "Oh dear, I'm sorry, Qianqian, Grandpa Jiao has ADHD, my hands can't be idle, so... Why don't you just tie Grandpa Jiao's hands up..."

Wang Qianqian spat, "I don't want to play bondage! He Ya, it's your turn to kiss Grandpa Jiao!"

He Ya, who was getting into the mood with Liu Lanzhi's kiss, frowned upon hearing Wang Qianqian's call and hugged Liu Lanzhi tightly.

Liu Lanzhi shoved her away forcefully, pushing her in front of Grandpa Jiao, and said with a grin, "Heya, we sisters have plenty of time to be affectionate. Don't forget that tonight's main character is Grandpa Jiao..."

Helpless, Heya bent down, cupped Grandpa Jiao's face, and sighed, "Grandpa Jiao, oh no, baby... hurry, kiss Mommy..."

This time, Grandpa Jiao took the initiative and kissed Heya's lips.

A strong stench of bad breath almost made Heya faint, but she couldn't resist.

Not only could she not resist, she had to be even more proactive, because in this game of pretend, Heya's role was the most important.

Heya suppressed the urge to vomit and proactively offered her moist, fragrant tongue to Grandpa Jiao's mouth.

Grandpa Jiao didn't hesitate, immediately taking her tongue in and sucking.

Heya produced a large amount of saliva, which Grandpa Jiao swallowed greedily.

Similarly, Grandpa Jiao's hands moved to He Ya's breasts and below, gradually transitioning from gentle caresses to vigorous kneading...

He Ya was rather reserved; although her buttocks were being pinched painfully, she didn't cry out.

Nearby, Liu Lanzhi and Wang Qianqian embraced and kissed again.

Grandpa Jiao kissed He Ya the longest, almost half an hour, before he reluctantly pushed her away, pulled off the silk handkerchief covering his eyes, and panted, "Oh dear, I'm craving a pipe! Lanzhi, quickly go get Grandpa Jiao's pipe!..."

Liu Lanzhi hurriedly pushed Wang Qianqian aside and went to the bedside table to retrieve Grandpa Jiao's pipe.

It was a small pipe, about five inches long, dark in color, and very easy to use; simply insert tobacco leaves, light it, and you could smoke.

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Grandpa Jiao had been coughing a lot these past two years, so at Liu Lanzhi's urging, he reduced the frequency of his smoking. When the urge to smoke became unbearable, Grandpa Jiao would put the pipe in his mouth and play with it, using the simulation of smoking to overcome his craving.

Tonight, Grandpa Jiao again used the simulation method, without lighting any tobacco, just putting the pipe in his mouth and fiddling with it. However, the reason Grandpa Jiao took out the pipe tonight was not just to deal with his craving, but for other evil purposes...

Through kissing, the three women all experienced Grandpa Jiao's disgusting bad breath, but they were not disgusted by him. On the contrary, they derived a strange pleasure from the kissing, and their minds became somewhat deranged.

Liu Lanzhi shook Grandpa Jiao's body, saying in a coquettish voice, "Grandpa Jiao, don't just smoke. Smoking is harmful to your health. Physical exercise is good for your health..."

Grandpa Jiao stuffed the pipe into Liu Lanzhi's mouth, grinning wickedly, "Lanzhi, Grandpa Jiao is just simulating smoking; it won't harm your body. You should try Grandpa Jiao's pipe too; it's very satisfying to suck on..."

Liu Lanzhi knelt on the ground, shaking her head, her eyes filled with seductive allure, greedily sucking and licking Grandpa Jiao's pipe, her appearance extremely lewd.

Grandpa Jiao watched with great enjoyment, haphazardly poking the pipe inside Liu Lanzhi's mouth. He Ya and Wang Qianqian, watching in a daze, couldn't help but kneel down, surrounding Grandpa Jiao, opening their cherry lips, also wanting to taste Grandpa Jiao's pipe.

Grandpa Jiao chuckled, "Very good, all three of you should try Grandpa Jiao's black pipe. It's very satisfying to smoke..."

He then placed the pipe in Wang Qianqian's mouth, letting her suck on it for a while, before putting it in He Ya's mouth...

The three girls surrounded the old man, taking turns sucking on Grandpa Jiao's pipe, their cherry lips opening and closing, their fragrant tongues swirling, making smacking sounds—a truly idyllic scene.

Grandpa Jiao nodded repeatedly, looking pleased with himself. Suddenly, he withdrew the pipe, put it in his own mouth, and chuckled in his husky voice, "Alright, alright, girls shouldn't smoke too much. Smoking is harmful to your health... If you really aren't satisfied, Grandpa Jiao has another pipe, but it's not very good-looking, black and wrinkled, so you might not like smoking it..."

The three girls understood the meaning behind Grandpa Jiao's words and couldn't help but exchange smiles.

Liu Lanzhi's slender hand slowly reached for Grandpa Jiao's belt, and she said playfully, "Grandpa Jiao, don't worry, we've wanted to smoke that pipe of yours for a long time, we won't mind its appearance... Grandpa Jiao, do you still want to kiss me?"

Grandpa Jiao smiled wryly, "Kiss you? Haven't you kissed enough yet? Let's play a different game..."

Liu Lanzhi slowly untied Grandpa Jiao's belt, and said playfully, "Grandpa Jiao, you don't understand what I mean. We only used the mouth on our faces to kiss you just now, we have another mouth, don't you know that?" Grandpa

Jiao looked at Liu Lanzhi's flirtatious expression and couldn't help but laugh, lowering his voice, "No, you have two other mouths, more than one..."

Wang Qianqian exclaimed in surprise, "We have two other mouths? Grandpa Jiao, what nonsense are you talking about? How many mouths do we have, don't we know ourselves?"

Grandpa Jiao chuckled wickedly, "I'm talking nonsense? It's true what they say, those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see clearly! You clearly have two mouths! One is more complex in structure, with two layers of lips—a large outer lip and two smaller inner lips. It has some black mustache growing around it. The other mouth is just a round hole with some folds around the opening and some black vegetal growing around it. Am I right? Hehe..."

The three women giggled upon hearing this, their pretty faces flushing crimson.

He Ya scolded playfully, "Grandpa Jiao, oh no, baby, I didn't expect you to be so precocious, knowing so much about women's anatomy! Lanzhi even said you've never married, I don't believe it!"

A trace of desolation flashed

in Grandpa Jiao's eyes, and he sighed, "I did marry, but... this is the source of my life's pain... Alas, let's not dwell on the past, life is full of trials and tribulations..." Liu Lanzhi punched Grandpa Jiao on the shoulder, exclaiming in surprise, "What? Grandpa Jiao, you married? That damned Grandpa Jiao, how could you never tell me such a big thing? I respect and love you so much, yet you treat me like an outsider!..." Grandpa Jiao smiled bitterly, "

Lanzhi, it's not that I consider you an outsider, but this matter... involves my mother... just thinking about it makes me feel guilty and remorseful..."

Liu Lanzhi asked curiously, "Involves your mother? The same Gong Xiaoxia, the Red Cloud Swordswoman from back then? What exactly happened back then? Grandpa Jiao, please tell us!"

Grandpa Jiao sighed deeply, tears welling in his eyes, and smiled bitterly, "When I was fourteen, my mother fell ill, knowing her health was failing. She took life and death lightly; her only worry was for me, her ugly, dwarf son. Therefore, before she died..." My mother wanted to find me a wife, hoping to find a good one to take care of me for the rest of my life. So, under the name of the Red Cloud Swordswoman, she widely distributed martial arts invitations, saying that if any beautiful girl was willing to marry me, she would not only teach me the Red Cloud Sword Technique but also give me countless gold and jewels. My mother wasn't just advertising or boasting; she truly had the means. Her Red Cloud Sword Technique was the dream of countless women in the martial arts world, and my mother was born into a wealthy family with countless gold and jewels. After the Red Cloud invitations were sent out, many beautiful women from the martial arts world came to my mother, saying they were willing to marry me. Of course, among these women were many opportunists with ulterior motives. After careful selection, my mother finally chose one for me... An eighteen-year-old girl named Du Xiaoyun, very beautiful, skilled in swordsmanship, and with a humble personality. My mother liked her, and so did I…”

After a pause, Grandpa Jiao continued in a bitter tone, “So we held a simple wedding. Although the wedding was simple, it was still very lively, with many martial arts figures who were friends with my mother coming to congratulate us. I thought my happiness had truly arrived, but who knew… On our wedding night, after the guests had all left, Du Xiaoyun suddenly launched a sneak attack, striking my mother's pressure points, stealing the Red Cloud Sword Manual, and fleeing…”

Chapter 167.

Grandpa Jiao’s voice choked as he said this.

A trace of pity flashed in the eyes of the three women. He Ya reached out her slender hand and gently stroked Grandpa Jiao's cheek, softly saying, "Grandpa Jiao, oh no, baby, poor baby... that Du Xiaoyun is truly despicable... but I think with Gong Xiaoxia's martial arts skills, she will surely be able to break through the acupoints quickly and retrieve the sword manual..."

Grandpa Jiao said sadly, "I only found out later about Du Xiaoyun attacking Mom. After the simple wedding ceremony, because of my ugly appearance, I was ashamed to see anyone and hid in the bridal chamber. I knew nothing when the incident happened. That Du Xiaoyun is extremely vicious; she not only attacked Mom..." " They even used heavy force to disable Mom's acupoints, crippling her martial arts skills. Therefore, although the acupoints on Mom's body released on their own after two hours, she no longer had the martial arts to pursue Du Xiaoyun..."

After a pause, Grandpa Jiao continued, "Mom was both angry and sad at the time. Knowing I especially liked Du Xiaoyun, Mom was afraid I couldn't handle the blow, so she didn't tell me the truth immediately. That night, Mom not only concealed the truth from me, but also disguised herself as Du Xiaoyun, dressed as a beautiful bride, and entered the bridal chamber..."

The three women were shocked upon hearing this. Liu Lanzhi said in a trembling voice, "What? The palace maid dressed up as a bride and entered the bridal chamber?... Heavens, could it be that she wants to... She's your mother!..."

Grandpa Jiao smiled bitterly, "Yes, originally, after Du Xiaoyun revealed her true colors, my wedding night should have been over. But Mother was afraid I couldn't bear the truth, afraid I couldn't bear a wedding night without a bride, so she gritted her teeth and broke through the norms of human ethics, dressing up as a bride to keep me company. I was already anxiously waiting in the bridal chamber. As soon as I saw the bride come in, I couldn't wait to hug her and push her down onto the bed..."

The three women looked at each other and stuck out their tongues.

Grandpa Jiao sighed and continued, "How could I have known that the bride was actually my biological mother? I only thought of her as my beloved Du Xiaoyun. Although I noticed a slightly different scent on her body, I didn't have time to think about it at the time. I greedily kissed her cheeks and neck, while frantically tearing at her clothes... The bride seemed a little shy at first, but soon began to cooperate with my assault, moaning and whimpering... That night, I kissed every inch of her body, biting her breasts until they were covered in teeth marks, and sucking on her nipples to my heart's content. During this process, I did have some doubts, because Du Xiaoyun had let me see her relieve herself to please me, so I was somewhat familiar with that area of her body..." Du Xiaoyun's pubic hair was sparse and pale yellow, definitely not thick. But when the bride showed me her pubic area that night, I found it to be incredibly thick, with soft, curly pubic hair, completely black... At the time, I only had a slight suspicion and didn't think much of it..."

He Ya shook her head and sighed, "Alas, Grandpa Jiao, you're too careless. Every woman's pubic hair is different. When you noticed the change in the color and thickness of the bride's pubic hair, you should have realized that the bride was definitely not Du Xiaoyun..."

Grandpa Jiao smiled bitterly, "I was too excited at the time, how could I think so much? That night, I desperately enjoyed the bride's body, and the bride also responded to me wholeheartedly, using various positions..." The sounds of banging and crashing echoed all night... The next morning, when I woke up, I found the bride sitting on the edge of the bed, tears welling in her eyes, her expression filled with resentment. I quickly asked what was wrong. The bride gazed at me, slowly raised her hand, and peeled off the human skin mask from her face...

After a pause, Grandpa Jiao said sadly, "When I saw the pretty face behind the mask, I was stunned. After a long while, I stammered, 'Mom, it's... it's you!'..." Mom reached out her slender hand, lovingly stroking my head, and sighed, "Baby, Mom is sorry. I didn't find you a good wife. Du Xiaoyun is a bad person. She attacked Mom yesterday, stole the Red Cloud Sword Manual, and crippled Mom's martial arts. Baby, last night Mom dressed up as the bride to sleep with you, you... you..." "Do you hate your mother? Do you think I'm a shameless woman?..." I was speechless, feeling my heart bleeding. Although I was an ugly dwarf from childhood, I had read the classics and understood basic etiquette and morality. Although I knew my mother dressed up as a bride only to comfort me, I still couldn't forgive myself for the sin I had committed. I stood there for a long time, then shook my head with a bitter smile, lamenting the cruel tricks of fate. From then on, my mother dared not find me a wife again, and my personality became even more melancholic. My mother's health deteriorated. She was already ill, and after Du Xiaoyun crippled her martial arts, she became even weaker. She passed away from illness six months later...

The three women couldn't help but feel sad, and the room fell silent.

After a while, Grandpa Jiao forced a smile and said, "Oh dear, let's not keep bringing up those sad memories! People should look forward, not live in the past... Didn't you want to smoke my other pipe? Didn't you want to kiss me with your other mouths? Let's cut the chit-chat and continue the game..."

The three women exchanged bitter smiles. Liu Lanzhi helped Grandpa Jiao get off the rattan chair and lie down on the ground. Liu Lanzhi had already loosened Grandpa Jiao's belt and taken out the thing he called a "pipe." It was indeed black and wrinkled, unsightly, and reeked of sweat.

Liu Lanzhi, however, didn't mind the filth. She knelt down, lowered her head, grasped the thing, rubbed it, and put it in her mouth.

Grandpa Jiao took a deep breath and gasped, "Ah... Lanzhi, you're so kind... Grandpa Jiao's pipe is for you..."

Liu Lanzhi murmured, moving her mouth and playing with the "pipe."

Wang Qianqian then pulled down her skirt and sat on Grandpa Jiao's face.

Grandpa Jiao felt something hard pressing against his mouth, and at the same time, a peculiar smell entered his nostrils.

Wang Qianqian said in a trembling voice, "Grandpa Jiao, isn't this the mouth you're talking about? Kiss it, kiss it! Kissing this mouth will feel different..."

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Grandpa Jiao couldn't speak, his mouth moving around with a "tsk tsk tsk" sound, looking quite comical.

Wang Qianqian said with a grin, "How embarrassing... Grandpa Jiao, this isn't your first time, is it? So skilled..."

Grandpa Jiao couldn't help but recall that night more than forty years ago, his wedding night, when the real bride ran away, and his mother, Gong Xiaoxia, dared not tell him the truth. That night's experience filled Grandpa Jiao with fear and regret for the rest of his life...

His mouth moved roughly, and he answered in a muffled voice, "Of course it's my first time... Skilled? Qianqian, you flatter me... Maybe I have a talent for this..."

The "pipe" below, after being attacked by Liu Lanzhi, had become quite sturdy.

Liu Lanzhi was afraid that Grandpa Jiao would go too far, so she didn't dare to "smoke" for too long. Liu Lanzhi held the "pipe" in her slender hand, looked up to rest for a moment, and breathed softly.

He Ya, who was lying beside her, was feeling anxious. Seeing Liu Lanzhi stop "smoking," she said in a trembling voice, "Lanzhi, why did you stop? Are you tired? Let me take over..."

Liu Lanzhi chuckled, "What, He Ya, you've become generous too? Okay, you can smoke Grandpa Jiao's pipe! Be slow, okay? Grandpa Jiao is old and can't handle too much stimulation, it'll hurt him..."

He Ya blushed and said, "I know, you don't need to remind me..."

Saying that, she gently pushed Liu Lanzhi away, bent down, and put the "pipe" in her mouth.

The "pipe" was so big that He Ya only swallowed two-thirds of it, and her cheeks bulged out.

Wang Qianqian sat on Grandpa Jiao's face, twisting her body incessantly, her small mouth already "vomiting," and the liquid was smeared all over Grandpa Jiao's face.

Liu Lanzhi said gruffly, "Qianqian, you take a rest, it's my turn..."

As she spoke, she pushed Wang Qianqian away, loosened her belt, and sat on Grandpa Jiao's face.

Grandpa Jiao's nose was filled with dirty water, and he was coughing and choking. Before he could breathe normally again, Liu Lanzhi's small mouth had already blocked his lips and nostrils, making him suffocate and uncomfortable, but he was powerless to resist.

Liu Lanzhi swayed her body and giggled, "Grandpa Jiao, you have bad breath, your mouth is a stinky mouth. Although most of us women don't have bad breath and can breathe sweetly to you, our other mouths are universally acknowledged to be dirty, especially when 'that time' comes... Grandpa Jiao, if we're having 'that time,' would you still be willing to kiss us like this? You'd find it dirty, wouldn't you? Hehe..."

Grandpa Jiao kissed her with a "tsk tsk tsk" sound, his voice trembling, "Not dirty, not dirty... Whether it's 'that time' or 'this time,' I won't find it dirty. I treat your dirty water and blood as holy water..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Lanzhi couldn't help but giggle, her laughter filled with smugness.

Feeling bored after being pushed away by Liu Lanzhi, Wang Qianqian saw He Ya smoking Grandpa Jiao's "pipe" and leaned close to her, grinning, "He Ya, smoking too much alone is bad for your health. Shall I smoke with you?"

She then stuck out her tongue to lick the part that He Ya hadn't swallowed.

He Ya's mouth was too small to fit the whole "pipe," so she had to spit it out temporarily, panting, "It's too big, too big... This pipe is too big for me! Qianqian, why don't you try it..."

Wang Qianqian giggled, opened her small mouth, and swallowed Grandpa Jiao's large "pipe" whole, leaving not even half of it outside.

He Ya exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, Qianqian, how did you do that? Your mouth is almost the same size as mine...!"

Wang Qianqian's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of pride. She moved her mouth, did a few cheek-puffing exercises, and spat out the "pipe," giggling, "He Ya, are you surprised? Hehe, there's a technique to it... If you give me fifty taels of silver, I'll teach you this pipe-smoking technique, hehe..."

He Ya snorted, "It's just a pipe, what's so special about it? Trying to trick me out of my silver? I won't fall for it! I don't believe you can inhale it all, but I can't..."

Saying this, she lowered her head, put the "pipe" in her mouth again, and tried to stuff it in, but only two-thirds of it went in. The remaining third wouldn't go in no matter what she did.

He Ya inhaled hard, her cheeks bulging as if they were about to burst, and her forehead was covered in sweat.

Wang Qianqian couldn't help but smile wryly, gently stroking He Ya's hair, and sighed softly, "Alas, He Ya, you are too impatient and too competitive... When doing this kind of thing, you can't use brute force. You have to loosen up the muscles in your mouth first and slowly inhale... Every girl's mouth has great potential for elasticity. Theoretically speaking, as long as you can fully utilize the elasticity of your mouth, you can inhale not just one pipe, but three or four pipes at the same time..."

Hearing this, He Ya sighed inwardly and followed Wang Qianqian's instructions, trying to loosen her mouth muscles and slow down the inhalation. Sure enough, three-quarters of the pipe was inhaled into her mouth.

Seeing her quick comprehension, Wang Qianqian was delighted and continued to instruct her, "If the pipe is too long, don't just limit it to the area in your mouth. A girl's throat is also very flexible; you can inhale the pipe down your throat! Don't be afraid of the pain; slowly inhale down your throat, and soon you'll swallow the whole pipe..."

Under Wang Qianqian's careful guidance, He Ya finally swallowed Grandpa Jiao's large pipe completely.

He Ya took a few deep drags, trying to spit out the pipe, but the tip of the cigarette got stuck in her throat, making her sweat profusely.

Wang Qianqian quickly reached out and gently patted He Ya's back, saying softly, "He Ya, don't worry, this is normal. It's because your throat muscles haven't fully developed yet. After practicing swallowing more, this won't happen again..."

He Ya finally managed to spit out the "pipe" stuck in her throat. She touched her throat, coughing violently, and said in a trembling voice, "Qianqian, thank you... You're my teacher..."

Wang Qianqian chuckled, "What nonsense are you talking about? We learn from each other, exchange experiences, and progress together. Don't talk about who's whose teacher. We're sisters, why be so polite?"

Saying this, she lowered her head, put the "pipe" in her mouth, and skillfully swallowed it all in one gulp.

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Grandpa Jiao could no longer bear it. He wanted to push Liu Lanzhi away and shout, but he had no strength. The "pipe" in Wang Qianqian's mouth trembled violently and finally went off...

Wang Qianqian sensed something was wrong and hurriedly spat out her "pipe," but it was too late. She couldn't dodge in time; some bullets sprayed into her mouth, and some hit her face.

Wang Qianqian coughed, clutching her chest and vomiting the sticky liquid in her mouth.

He Ya, seeing her disheveled appearance, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

Seeing that Grandpa Jiao had misfired, Liu Lanzhi couldn't help but scold, "Misfired so quickly? Grandpa Jiao, you're useless! We haven't even started the real game yet..." Grandpa

Jiao, his face smeared with Liu Lanzhi's dirty water, gasped, "The real game? Good heavens, how else do you want to play? I'm not playing anymore, you three little girls are killing me..."

Seeing that Grandpa Jiao's "pipe" was still gushing sticky liquid, Liu Lanzhi quickly moved, lay down on Grandpa Jiao's stomach, lowered her head and took the "pipe" into her mouth, letting the last few bullets... They put it in their own mouths...

Seeing that Grandpa Jiao was really too tired to play anymore, the three girls couldn't force him and took turns cleaning the old man's "pipe" with their mouths. Liu Lanzhi made up the bed for the old man and left with Wang Qianqian and He Ya...

Two days later, the three girls came to bother Grandpa Jiao again, but Grandpa Jiao seemed timid and shy, no longer fooling around with the three girls. At most, he would make them kneel down and let them smoke that "pipe" for him...

While cooking, thinking about the past, Liu Lanzhi felt both absurd and excited. Hearing Grandpa Jiao calling her from behind, she quickly turned around... Turning around, she smiled and said, "I'm making braised beef noodles! Grandpa Jiao, you haven't eaten either, have you? Come and eat with me!"

Grandpa Jiao waved his hand and said, "I've already eaten, you can make your own. Grandpa Jiao just came to see you... Lanzhi, why are you so late today? Did you go to help Wang Qianqian harvest carrots?"

A shy look flashed in Liu Lanzhi's beautiful eyes, and she said with a smile, "Yes, He Ya and I helped Qianqian pick carrots, and Su Bao'er from Kuyun Nunnery also came to help. We picked a lot of carrots, and Su Bao'er's three carrots were the best." "That was fun, hehe..."

Grandpa Jiao carried a small stool over and sat behind Liu Lanzhi, peeling scallions for her. He frowned and said, "Su Bao'er? Is that the son of Yue Xiaoshan, the heroine of Kuyun Temple? I heard he's a bit of a rascal. Why do you always hang out with him?"

Liu Lanzhi giggled, "Grandpa Jiao, you don't like Su Bao'er either? Sigh, many people don't like Su Bao'er, but it's strange, most girls like him. Maybe... that's the reason why women don't love bad boys..."

Grandpa Jiao grunted and stopped talking.

Liu Lanzhi stood in front of the stove, her hands in the porcelain basin kneading dough, her slender hands and jade wrists covered in white flour.

Grandpa Jiao sat behind her, occasionally glancing up at her ample buttocks encased in her skirt and trousers. A wicked thought began to stir within him; he thought to himself, "This little girl is growing up, and her figure is getting better and better..."

Since Liu Lanzhi, along with Wang Qianqian and He Ya, had failed to seduce Grandpa Jiao three years ago, she had gradually stopped bothering him. As she grew older, she realized how foolish her actions had been. Fortunately, Grandpa Jiao had remained unmoved, otherwise she would have committed a sin. From then on, she respected Grandpa Jiao even more, treating him entirely as her own grandfather.

Grandpa Jiao, however, felt a pang of regret, thinking himself a fool for missing an opportunity presented by three beautiful young women. From then on, Grandpa Jiao was too embarrassed to take the initiative to harass the three girls, because he was worried that the girls would turn against him and that he would become the target of gossip and curses in the village. So he always treated Liu Lanzhi and the others with courtesy and respect. But when he heard that Su Bao'er had pulled up the three girls' carrots, Grandpa Jiao felt very jealous and resentful, and regretted being too honest back then.

Liu Lanzhi, kneading the dough, suddenly frowned, raised her flour-covered hands, and scolded, "What bad luck! Of all times to pee, I had to, while kneading dough! So unlucky..."

Her gaze suddenly fell on Grandpa Jiao, her face flushed, and a ridiculous idea popped into her head. She giggled, "Grandpa Jiao, I suddenly need to pee, but I'm too lazy to wash my hands. What do you suggest I do?" Grandpa

Jiao was taken aback. Meeting the provocative look in Liu Lanzhi's eyes, he couldn't help but chuckle wickedly, "What do I do? Hehe, Lanzhi, do you want Grandpa Jiao to accompany you to the outhouse and help you take off your pants to pee?" "..."

Liu Lanzhi's pretty face flushed even more, and she said in a coquettish voice, "It's not that I want to trouble Grandpa Jiao, it's just that I'm too lazy to wash my hands... Grandpa Jiao, would you be willing to help Lanzhi take off her skirt and pants?"

Grandpa Jiao put down the scallions in his hand, clapped his hands, stood up and laughed, "Helping others is the source of happiness, why wouldn't Grandpa Jiao? Come on, Grandpa Jiao will accompany you to the toilet..."

The two walked out of the kitchen, not to the outhouse, but right next to the vegetable garden in the yard. Grandpa Jiao helped Liu Lanzhi untie her skirt and take off her skirt and pants...

When Liu Lanzhi squatted down, Grandpa Jiao, like a curious child, lay down on the ground to look at that mysterious place...

"Lanzhi, your pubic area is getting more and more lush, compared to three years ago..."

"Grandpa Jiao, stop looking! It's so embarrassing! Go get me some toilet paper, the urine has splashed all over my thighs..."

Grandpa Jiao chuckled as he went to find toilet paper. Just as he stood up, he suddenly heard a deep howl coming from the courtyard gate!

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A huge head poked its way in from the courtyard gate, with eerie blue eyes, a long mouth, and fangs reflecting the moonlight...

Liu Lanzhi screamed, "Ah!..." She collapsed to the ground, rolled a few times, and scrambled into the kitchen in a panic.

In her panic, she forgot to put on her skirt and pants properly, her snow-white buttocks sticking up high.

Grandpa Jiao was terrified, his legs trembling. He grabbed a wood-chopping knife from the kitchen doorway and slowly backed away, cursing, "Where did this beast come from? What the hell did it eat to grow so big?..."

The wild boar grunted as it entered the yard; it was as big as a bull. Grandpa Jiao felt even more frightened. The wood-chopping knife clattered to the ground. He no longer cared about Liu Lanzhi, shouting, "Lanzhi, run!" and darted towards the corner of the wall.

Despite being a dwarf and old, Grandpa Jiao was surprisingly agile. He darted to the corner in a flash, then, using a large tree nearby, quickly climbed up the wall.

Liu Lanzhi, who had already crawled into the kitchen, heard Grandpa Jiao's shout and cried out, "Grandpa Jiao, wait for me!..." She crawled out of the kitchen, still naked.

Grandpa Jiao clung to the wall, his legs kicking wildly, and said in a trembling voice, "Lanzhi, I'm sorry, this wild boar is too big, too scary. Grandpa Jiao can barely save himself, he can't save you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the huge wild boar roared and charged towards the wall, standing upright!

Liu Lanzhi screamed, "Grandpa Jiao, watch out!..."

Hearing the whoosh behind him, Grandpa Jiao desperately kicked his legs, trying to climb back up the wall, but it was too late.

The wild boar, standing upright, was over ten feet tall. It extended a front paw and gently patted Grandpa Jiao's back. With a scream, blood splattered, and Grandpa Jiao fell from the wall, rolling to the ground.

The wild boar grunted, raised a hind paw, and stomped on Grandpa Jiao's chest!

This time, Grandpa Jiao couldn't even scream anymore; he was reduced to a pile of bloody pulp!

Liu Lanzhi cried out in anguish, "Grandpa Jiao!..." She tried to get up and run over, but she had no strength left.

The wild boar trampled Grandpa Jiao to death, and its eerie blue gaze shifted, landing on Liu Lanzhi's face, making her tremble all over and unable to stand up!

Terrified, Liu Lanzhi crawled towards the courtyard gate, tears welling in her eyes, glancing back at every step.

The wild boar grunted, its eerie blue eyes seeming to hold a mocking smile, still standing upright, clumsily following behind Liu Lanzhi. Its grotesque, thick member swung between its hind legs, a truly horrifying sight. Just as

Liu Lanzhi crawled over the threshold, a large, beastly claw reached out from behind and grabbed her hair.

Liu Lanzhi screamed again, her face pulled back as a foul-smelling snout rubbed against her face.

At the same time, she felt a thick, powerful penis slapping against her ample buttocks, then the head of the penis thrusting wildly into her cleft.

Suddenly, Liu Lanzhi was spun around, standing before the wild boar, her hair still being pulled.

She was pulled upright, her forehead level with the boar's waist.

Liu Lanzhi screamed again, "Help! Monster! Pig monster!..."

Her screams abruptly stopped as her open mouth was blocked by the wild boar's penis.

Liu Lanzhi's cheeks were almost bursting, her face contorted, her eyes flashing with extreme terror.

The wild boar let out a low growl, its massive body throbbing, gripping Liu Lanzhi's hair tightly. Only a quarter of its thick penis had managed to enter the girl's mouth.

A cold shout came from outside the courtyard gate: "You beast! Let go now!..."

A figure, accompanied by a flash of sword light, swept into the courtyard. The wild boar let out a miserable howl, releasing Liu Lanzhi's hair, staggering backward, still standing upright.

Liu Lanzhi's knees buckled, and she knelt on the ground, her mouth still bulging, half of the beast's penis still inside, blood flowing from the broken end.

Su Bao'er rushed into the courtyard, helped Liu Lanzhi up, and pulled the small half of the beast's penis out of her mouth, comforting her, "Sister Lanzhi, don't be afraid, we're here. My mother, Aunt Xiuzhen, and the Party organization are here; no one can hurt you anymore..."

Yue Xiaoshan pointed her long sword at the staggering wild boar, blood dripping from the tip, and shouted fiercely, "You beast, still daring to be so ferocious! Get down right now!"

Tang Xiuzhen twirled a short knife in her hand, chuckling, "Should I cut off the rest of your Southern Barbarian flesh too?"

The wild boar clutched its belly with its two claws, where blood gushed; only half of its genitals remained.

At Yue Xiaoshan's shout, the vicious light in the wild boar's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a trace of pain. Its massive body trembled, finally letting out a low howl, ending its upright posture, and collapsing to the ground.

Liu Lanzhi bent over, coughing desperately, trying to vomit out all the filth in her mouth, but even if she vomited out the filth in her mouth, how could she wash away the defilement in her heart?

Su Bao'er gently patted her back, vomiting alongside her, and sighed, "Go ahead and vomit... Sister Lanzhi, vomit as much as you want... Andy Lau sang: 'Women, vomiting isn't a sin... Once you've vomited, you'll feel better...'"

Yue Xiaoshan glared at Su Bao'er and scolded, "What time is it? Still being so cheeky!"

Her beautiful eyes turned to the mangled corpse in the corner, and she couldn't help but sigh, "That looks like that dwarf old man, Grandpa Jiao. Judging from the situation, he tried to climb the wall to escape, but he was a little too slow and was pulled down by the wild boar, dying a violent death. Alas, so tragic..."

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Liu Lanzhi suddenly screamed and pounced on the wild boar: "Beast, you killed Grandpa Jiao, I'll fight you to the death!"

Su Bao'er was shocked and reached out to pull him back, but almost missed.

Just as Liu Lanzhi was about to rush towards the wild boar, Tang Xiuzhen managed to stop her. At that moment, the wild boar stood on its hind

legs again, letting out a low growl. Tang Xiuzhen swung her short knife with a backhand motion, and with a "thud," it plunged into the wild boar's throat. Amidst the splatter of blood, the wild boar collapsed, its heavy body rolling twice on the ground before becoming still.

Yue Xiaoshan grabbed Liu Lanzhi's arm and sighed, "Lanzhi, that dwarf old man abandoned you and fled for his life, dying under the claws of a wild boar. Since he's so heartless, why are you so sad for him?"

Su Bao'er also advised, "Yes, don't be fooled by how kind Grandpa Jiao is to you. When it comes to life and death, his own life is more important. Sister Lanzhi, you've seen his true colors today. You should be alarmed, not sad for such a person."

Tang Xiuzhen laughed and sighed, "Yes, don't be sad for such a person. Lanzhi, hurry up and get dressed. Bao'er has seen everything down there, hehe..."

Liu Lanzhi was in a daze when she heard this and realized that her skirt was tied at her waist, her silk trousers had fallen to her knees, and her snow-white belly was covered in dark hair, revealing her private parts. Liu Lanzhi hurriedly put on her skirt and trousers, glared at Su Bao'er, and said angrily with a flushed face, "Bao'er, don't look! I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Su Bao'er laughed loudly, "I'm sorry, I already saw it, I saw some black grass, but... Sister Lanzhi, you can't blame me, I didn't mean to look, it's your fault for not wearing trousers..."

Liu Lanzhi raised her hand to hit Su Bao'er, and said angrily, "If you say it again, if you say it again... I'll beat you to death..."

The two chased each other in the courtyard. Yue Xiaoshan pulled Su Bao'er back, scolding, "Stop fooling around! This isn't the time for playfulness... Miss Lanzhi, if you have nothing else, we'll take our leave. We still need to patrol the village to see if there are any more wild boars threatening the villagers."

Liu Lanzhi stared at the boar's carcass on the ground, still shaken, and said in a trembling voice, "Heavens! Where did this wild boar come from? It's so big! Has it become a spirit?..."

Yue Xiaoshan sighed, "This is a wild boar from the Pig God Sect, it's almost like a demon... Miss Lanzhi, you should rest early, we'll take our leave."

Liu Lanzhi knelt down, weeping, "Thank you so much, Miss Yue, for saving my life. I have no way to repay you..."

Yue Xiaoshan quickly helped her up, scolding with a smile, "Silly girl, it's the duty of the Kuyun Nunnery to help the people, you don't need to be so polite, get up quickly..." Tang Xiuzhen

chuckled, "Miss Lanzhi, if you really want to..." "To repay a debt of gratitude, why not just marry Bao'er and become the daughter-in-law of Lady Yue? Would you be willing? Would Bao'er be willing? Hehe..."

Liu Lanzhi blushed instantly, glanced at Su Bao'er, and stammered, "This... I..."

Su Bao'er was also a little embarrassed, and said with a sheepish smile, "Aunt Xiuzhen, please don't joke with us... Sister Lanzhi is a pure and virtuous young lady, while I, Su Bao'er, am just a little troublemaker, how could I be worthy of her?" "You 're not good enough for Sister Lanzhi..."

Yue Xiaoshan glared at Su Bao'er and said with a playful laugh, "It's rare that you have some self-awareness, knowing you're not worthy of Miss Lanzhi..."

Then she said softly to Liu Lanzhi, "Miss Lanzhi, you've been frightened, you should rest early. We really have to go. Don't worry about the corpses of Grandpa Jiao and the wild boar in this courtyard, I'll send a few disciples from Kuyun Temple to help you clean them up later."

Liu Lanzhi thanked them profusely and saw the three off at the courtyard gate. Watching their figures disappear into the night, she moved her weary steps back into the courtyard.

Looking at the corpses of the man and the pig in the courtyard, smelling the blood in the air, Liu Lanzhi felt extremely desolate.

She picked up an iron shovel from the kitchen door and walked towards Grandpa Jiao's corpse.

Although Grandpa Jiao abandoned her to save his own life at the critical moment, she didn't resent him. She understood him; she knew he was a cowardly dwarf, and even if he wanted to save her, he couldn't possibly defeat the wild boar. If Grandpa Jiao fought the boar for her, he would only be throwing his life away.

Therefore, Liu Lanzhi didn't resent Grandpa Jiao, but instead felt deeply saddened by his usual kindness towards her. She dug a pit in the corner of the wall, intending to bury Grandpa Jiao herself.

She had only dug halfway when she suddenly heard a groan!

Liu Lanzhi was terrified; her body went limp, and she and the shovel fell into the pit.

After a while, she poked half her head out of the pit, looking at Grandpa Jiao's mangled corpse, and trembled as she said, "Grandpa Jiao... Grandpa Jiao... are you... really dead? Are you... a human or a ghost..."

Grandpa Jiao's chest was trampled to pieces by the wild boar, yet he was still breathing. He tilted his head, looking at Liu Lanzhi in the pit, and gasped, "Lanzhi, don't be afraid... I'm not a ghost, I'm a human... Grandpa Jiao isn't dead yet, but soon... he'll die... Lanzhi, come here... Grandpa Jiao has some last words for you..."

Liu Lanzhi heard... Grandpa Jiao spoke, confirming the old man wasn't dead. Overjoyed, she jumped out of the pit and rushed to Grandpa Jiao's side, sobbing, "Grandpa Jiao, Grandpa Jiao, you're not dead! That's wonderful! I'll take you to see a doctor to heal your wounds..."

Grandpa Jiao waved his hand and said with a bitter smile, "Lanzhi, look, Grandpa Jiao's chest was trampled to pieces by the wild boar. How could I not die? Even if you took me to see a god, you wouldn't save me. I only have one breath left, and I want to say sorry to you..."

Liu Lanzhi scolded, "Grandpa Jiao, what nonsense are you talking about? What have you done to apologize to me?"

Grandpa Jiao sighed, "What Lady Yue Xiaoshan said just now was right. I'm a coward who fears death. In a critical moment..." "Ignoring you, you only cared about escaping for your own life, and now you've suffered the consequences, being killed by the wild boar..."

Liu Lanzhi scolded, "Grandpa Jiao, please stop! I don't blame you for this... Grandpa Jiao, you must pull yourself together, you must live on..."

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As Liu Lanzhi spoke, she slowly lowered her head...

Grandpa Jiao exclaimed, "Lanzhi, what are you doing? No... Grandpa Jiao is about to die, I can't do this before I die... Lanzhi, no..."

Liu Lanzhi didn't answer, tears welling up in her eyes, only focusing on taking Grandpa Jiao's "pipe" into her mouth and taking deep drags...

Suddenly, a low sound came from behind... A deep howl...

Grandpa Jiao cried out in horror, "Wild boar! Hailanzhi, watch out!"

The wild boar, which was thought to be dead, suddenly stood up, Tang Xiuzhen's dagger stuck in its throat, its blue eyes shooting out a venomous look. It swayed its body and pounced...

Liu Lanzhi heard Grandpa Jiao's warning, but it was too late. She didn't have time to dodge, and her "pipe" was still in her mouth when she was crushed under the heavy body of the wild boar... Meanwhile,

Su Bao'er left Liu Lanzhi's house with her mother and Tang Xiuzhen. They continued to patrol the village twice more, but did not find any other wild boars. However, they witnessed a shocking scene at He Ya's house.

He Ya and the two fairy girls were lying on the ground. He Ya's younger brother, He Xiaohui, was wielding a leather whip, repeatedly lashing the three girls' backs and buttocks, causing them to moan and cry out in pleasure. Their clothes were torn to shreds, and their backs and buttocks were covered with whip marks.

Su Bao'er couldn't help but laugh in surprise, "Damn, He Xiaohui, you really know how to play! I, Su Bao'er, have roamed the martial arts world and thought I was an expert in the art of controlling women, but I've never played like this before..."

When He Xiaohui saw Yue Xiaoshan, he quickly dropped the whip, knelt down, and said, "Miss Yue, spare my life! It wasn't my idea to play like this, it was them..."

Yue Xiaoshan snorted coldly, ignored He Xiaohui, and turned to leave.

The two elf maidens hastily straightened their clothes, leaped to catch up with Yue Xiaoshan, and knelt down together. Qiuyan said in a trembling voice, "Sister Xiaoshan, please forgive us! It wasn't that we were playing around. We were only doing this after helping Heya and her brother deal with a big wild boar..."

Yue Xiaoshan looked at her two beloved maidens and couldn't help but sigh, "Get up. I didn't say I was going to blame you. I know you're playful, but now Kuyun Temple is facing a life-or-death situation. The abbot sent us out to patrol for wild boars and help the villagers, but you were playing around in people's homes, even playing with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. It's too immoral, too absurd! Get up, I'll forgive you this time, but don't do it again..."

The two elf maidens stopped crying and laughed, jumping up. Yue Xiaoshan and Tang Xiuzhen gathered the female disciples of Kuyun Temple and returned the way they came to rescue those trapped in the temple.

Dawn was breaking, and the number of wild boars surrounding the hillsides of Kuyun Temple seemed to have decreased considerably. Yue Xiaoshan and Tang Xiuzhen led their female disciples in a fierce battle, killing many more wild boars. As they approached the Kuyun Nunnery, they heard screams, cries, and the howls of wild boars emanating from within, realizing the gravity of the situation.

The wild boars had already breached the nunnery.

Nangong Xiuhui led the female disciples in a desperate resistance, killing many more boars. However, the remaining female disciples, with relatively lower martial arts skills, gradually lost their ability to resist, despite their fighting spirit. They fell one by one, lying in pools of blood.

Death was not the final release; even more tragic was the fact that, before and after their deaths, their mouths and genitals were filled with the boars' genitals, leaving them mangled and bloodied.

By the time Yue Xiaoshan and Tang Xiuzhen led the female disciples inside, almost all the female disciples were dead. Only the nun, Nangong Xiuhui, and a few more skilled female disciples remained, surrounded by dozens of wild boars in a small courtyard, their situation extremely precarious.

Yue Xiaoshan cried out in a trembling voice, "Master, we've come to save you!"

Leading dozens of female disciples, she leaped into the air. Amidst the flashing sword light, dozens of wild boars howled and rolled on the ground.

Nangong Xiuhui led the group into another courtyard, opening a hidden door behind a rockery. While leading several highly skilled female disciples to fend off the wild boars,

she arranged for the other female disciples to enter a secret chamber. After killing two wild boars, Nangong Xiuhui was the last to enter the chamber, activating the mechanism and closing the hidden door.

This chamber was the largest of Nangong Xiuhui's many chambers, primarily used for sword practice. The chamber was hexagonal in plan and domed at the top. The walls and ceiling were covered with bas-reliefs depicting various sword techniques. Once inside, the female disciples were captivated by the beautiful swordplay depicted in the bas-reliefs, forgetting the danger of the wild boar attack outside, and began to practice, imitating the techniques.

Only Yue Xiaoshan, Tang Xiuzhen, and the two spirit children remained calm. Although they were momentarily surprised upon seeing the sword techniques, they quickly calmed down. Su Bao'er, while also curious about the beautiful sword moves, never showed any particular reaction as he had never enjoyed diligent martial arts practice.

Yue Xiaoshan helped Nangong Xiuhui sit down on a chair and sighed, "Master, are these sword techniques on the reliefs the most profound part of the Kuyun Sword Technique?"

Nangong Xiuhui, looking at her mesmerized female disciples, sighed, "Indeed, these sword techniques are the most profound part of the Kuyun Sword Technique."

Yue Xiaoshan said, "Master has never brought us into this secret chamber, nor has he taught us these profound sword techniques on the reliefs... Master, I know the Kuyun Sword Technique is vast and profound, incredibly mysterious, and must be practiced step by step, otherwise one will surely suffer a qi deviation. Master, is this the reason you haven't taught us these profound sword techniques on the reliefs yet?"

Nangong Xiuhui nodded and smiled, "Xiaoshan, you understand my heart best. Xiuzhen and the two spirit children are just as clever as you... unlike your fellow disciples, who become so engrossed in the sword techniques depicted in the reliefs that they don't understand the depth of their own foundations and try to achieve mastery of advanced sword techniques in one step. Alas, how foolish..."

At this moment, sword light flashed and sword energy surged in the secret chamber. The female disciples who were imitating the sword techniques in the reliefs became increasingly intoxicated, as if possessed. Yue Xiaoshan sighed, "Master, since that's the case, why don't you stop these greedy fellow disciples? I think they're about to go astray..."

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Nangong Xiuhui sighed, "This time, Kuyun Nunnery was besieged by the Pig God Sect. We couldn't escape our fate of defeat, so why should I stop them? Let them satisfy their vanity of learning martial arts before they die, isn't that good?"

Yue Xiaoshan sighed upon hearing this, her heart heavy. She had never seen her master so dejected. It seemed the Pig God Sect was no ordinary force, far beyond what the Kuyun Nunnery could withstand.

But she still gripped her sword hilt and declared fiercely, "Master, no matter what, I've decided to live and die with the Kuyun Nunnery! I will never surrender until our blood is spilled!"

Tang Xiuzhen added, "Nun's abbess, I've also decided to fight to the end. Why are you so pessimistic? As long as you lead us to work together, there might still be hope of escape!"

The little girl, nestled in her mother's arms, burst into tears. Though small, she sensed an impending doom. Tang Xiuzhen quickly hugged her daughter tightly, gently comforting her, but the little girl cried even louder.

Su Bao'er, seeing the female disciples imitating the swordplay on the relief, their expressions mesmerized, found it amusing. He moved closer, reaching out to grope the women. The women, absorbed in the swordplay, were oblivious to his advances, which only amused Su Bao'er further, and his hands became even more restless.

Yue Xiaoshan scolded, "Bao'er! What are you doing? Stop right now! How dare you do this in front of the abbess!"

Su Bao'er was pinching a female disciple's breast through her clothes. Hearing her mother's shout, she felt a little embarrassed and was about to stop when Nangong Xiuhui sighed, "Xiaoshan, things have come to this, why stop Bao'er? We're almost at our end anyway, why not enjoy the pleasures of life before we die? Isn't that better than waiting to die in silence?"

Yue Xiaoshan felt that her master's mind was a little unclear, otherwise how could she say such immoral things? She didn't stop Bao'er's nonsense anymore, but felt even more depressed.

Seeing her daughter crying incessantly, Tang Xiuzhen grew increasingly agitated. She abruptly shoved her daughter away and shouted, "Cry again! If you cry again, I'll have your brother Bao'er stuff his little penis into your mouth!..."

The little girl immediately stopped crying and burst into laughter, clapping her hands and exclaiming, "I love it when Brother Bao'er stuffs his penis into my mouth! I can suck out Brother Bao'er's soy milk! Mom, do you believe me?"

Tang Xiuzhen was speechless with anger. Although she didn't mind playing with Su Bao'er, she cherished her own little daughter dearly; how could she bear to give her to Su Bao'er to relieve his lust? He immediately twisted Nannan's ear and said sternly, "Su Bao'er bullied you, didn't he? You two fooled around together, didn't you?"

Nannan screamed, "Ouch, it hurts! Mommy, you're going to tear my ear off! Brother Bao'er, help me!..."

Su Bao'er, who was pinching a pretty girl's plump buttocks through her skirt and pants, smiled and sighed, "Nannan, Brother Bao'er is too busy with work right now to save you. Why don't you ask my mother, the heroine Yue Xiaoshan, for help?"

Yue Xiaoshan laughed and scolded, "You naughty Bao'er!" "You're making a scene there, and now you expect me to be the good guy for you!"

She then brushed Tang Xiuzhen's hand away, pulled Nannan into her arms, and rubbed her little ears, scolding, "Xiuzhen, you really have a heart! Can't you be a little gentler with your own daughter? If you twisted Nannan's little ears off, it'd be hard to fix!"

Tang Xiuzhen glared at Su Bao'er and grumbled, "Xiaoshan, you spoil Bao'er too much! Our Nannan is only six years old, and he doesn't even let her off the hook. Do you believe I'll cut off Bao'er's little...penis?" "Now, so he'll never have a weapon to attack recklessly again!"

Yue Xiaoshan giggled upon hearing this, saying, "Xiuzhen, if you could really cut off Bao'er's thing, you'd be doing me a huge favor! To be honest, many things are caused by Bao'er's little penis. If we could eliminate that weapon, the world would definitely be a much quieter place."

Tang Xiuzhen was amused by Yue Xiaoshan's words, shook her head and sighed, looking at her daughter with sharp eyes again, and asked, "Darling, tell your mother the truth, what exactly is Bao'er's brother?" "How did he bully you? Your lower body... was it attacked by that little beast?"

Su Bao'er pinched the pretty woman's plump buttocks while answering for Nannan, "Aunt Xiuzhen, you treat me like a beast! Although I like beautiful women, I would never abuse a girl. As for Nannan, at most I let her touch my musical instrument. She really wanted to play, so I let her play a little and poured a mouthful of stinky soy milk into her mouth. She forced me to do that, I didn't force her..."

Tang Xiuzhen was furious again upon hearing this. Nangong Xiuhui suddenly leaped up from the chair.

Yue Xiaoshan cried out, "Master!..." The long sword at her waist had been pulled out by Nangong Xiuhui.

Nangong Xiuhui's delicate body spun, and in the flash of sword light, the relief patterns on the ceiling of the secret chamber turned into dust and fell down.

The female disciples who were intoxicated by the sword style were immediately awakened and cried out in unison, "Master, no!..."

The sword style on the relief had been destroyed. Yue Xiaoshan sighed inwardly, "Master should have done this long ago. Destroying the sword pattern on the relief now will likely leave these fellow disciples with regrets."

Nangong Xiuhui gently landed back on the ground, her beautiful eyes sweeping over them, and she said in a deep voice, "The Kuyun Nunnery is about to perish. Even if you can master the most profound sword techniques, what use will it be? Rather than indulging in martial arts, why not enjoy these last moments of pleasure?

That would be a worthwhile life." The pretty female disciple whose plump buttocks were pinched painfully by Su Bao'er sighed, "Besides profound sword techniques, what else can bring us the joy of life?"

Nangong Xiuhui glanced at Su Bao'er and smiled, "Among us women, only Su Bao'er is a boy. Besides Su Bao'er, who else can bring us the joy of life?"

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The female disciples all understood their master's meaning, and their beautiful eyes flashed with a drunken, languid light.

Even the six-year-old girl's eyes became ambiguous, as if she sensed that a good show was about to begin.

Yue Xiaoshan, however, felt a pang of heartache for her son, scolding him, "Master, there are nearly two hundred women here, but only Bao'er. Enjoying pleasure is a good thing, but how can Bao'er handle so many women alone? Won't he be drained of his stamina and die?"

Su Bao'er also smiled bitterly, "I appreciate the abbess's kindness, but I'd better avoid being outnumbered."

The various body scents in the secret chamber increased Su Bao'er's psychological pressure. Normally, even facing thousands of beauties would fill him with boundless enthusiasm, but in this critical moment of being besieged by the Pig God Sect, he felt bewildered and no longer possessed his usual vigor.

The women in the secret chamber all had a kind of frenzied look in their eyes, a psychological reaction to the impending doom. Under these frenzied gazes, Su Bao'er felt a kind of oppressive force, a mixture of femininity and bestiality, and thus lost the courage to fight.

Nangong Xiuhui's eyes were calm, but Su Bao'er felt that the most intense fragrance emanating from her was the scent of several kinds of honey mixed together, making her drowsy yet unable to fall asleep.

Her mother, Yue Xiaoshan, had eyes full of affection, but the unique, faint fragrance emanating from her also made Su Bao'er feel a kind of psychological pressure.

Nangong Xiuhui said softly, "Bao'er, don't be nervous. I have an internal energy cultivation method that, once taught to you, can increase your sexual prowess a hundredfold, enough to handle all the women in this secret room. However, to master this method, a unique approach is needed, along with the cooperation of your mother, Yue Xiaoshan. You two, come with me."

Yue Xiaoshan took her son's hand and followed Nangong Xiuhui through a side door. Inside was a small, square secret room, filled with the scent of perfume. There was no furniture or furnishings; a thick velvet carpet covered the floor, and the walls and ceiling were decorated with erotic carvings of men and women engaging in sexual intercourse.

Su Bao'er gazed at the lifelike carvings, and her blood began to boil.

Yue Xiaoshan's face flushed as she asked, "Master, it seems our sect's martial arts are truly profound, encompassing not only various mysterious sword techniques but also this kind of wicked erotic martial arts."

Nangong Xiuhui gazed at the relief carvings, her eyes becoming mesmerized, and sighed softly, "Xiaoshan, you don't quite use the word 'wicked.' As the sages said, 'Food and sex are human nature.' As long as it doesn't harm the martial world, you can't call this kind of martial arts wicked. The patterns on this relief carving, seemingly depicting various positions of male and female intercourse, actually contain profound martial arts. I brought you here today not so you could study these martial arts, but so you could use these positions as a guide to learn a mental cultivation method to enhance Bao'er's physique and sexual ability, so she can deal with those women outside who have already entered a state of lust."

As she spoke, she took out a pink pill from her bosom and made Yue Xiaoshan take it.

Yue Xiaoshan took the pill as instructed, finding it melt in her mouth, sweet and sticky, leaving her with a wonderfully soft and yielding sensation.

Su Bao'er laughed, "This pill seems to taste quite good. Why don't you give me one, Abbess?"

Nangong Xiuhui's eyes flashed with a mischievous glint as she chuckled, "You want to take this kind of pill too? Bao'er, do you know that this pill is called the Desire Elixir? It contains dozens of aphrodisiacs and deadly poisons. After your mother takes it, she will quickly experience a reaction. If she doesn't have intercourse with a man within half an hour to expel the toxins from her body, her meridians will rupture, she will bleed from all seven orifices, and die, hee hee..."

Su Bao'er was shocked upon hearing this. Yue Xiaoshan exclaimed in horror, "Master, how could you give me such a drug? Isn't this forcing me down a path of immorality and sin?"

As she spoke, her body reacted; a fire ignited in her lower abdomen, her eyes became unfocused, and she leaned towards Su Bao'er, saying in a coquettish voice, "Bao'er, I need you to save my life..."

Su Bao'er was terrified and tried to support her mother, but her mother held her tightly.

She had never felt such a strong embrace from her mother; it was as if she wanted their bodies to merge into one, melting in a fiery passion.

The intense body heat left Yue Xiaoshan drenched in fragrant sweat, the scent of her body mingled with the sweet fragrance of a beautiful woman's sweat, making it even more intoxicating.

Nangong Xiuhui watched with a smile, then suddenly began to dance a fiery, seductive dance.

She lifted her skirt and tied it around her waist, revealing two exquisite legs encased in tight black silk trousers. Her shoes and socks had been removed at some point, revealing two delicate feet painted with bright red toenails, a sight that stirred endless fantasies.

Her full breasts, covered by an apricot-yellow dress, trembled violently with the dance, her rounded nipples seemingly about to burst forth.

Although Su Bao'er had already tasted Nangong Xiuhui's body, this was the first time he had witnessed such a seductive and fiery dance. He was captivated, glancing sideways as Yue Xiaoshan's full red lips sealed his mouth, beginning a game of rubbing, twisting, and sucking.

Yue Xiaoshan's slender hands caressed Su Bao'er's back forcefully, her full breasts pressing painfully against the boy's penis, while the sweet, passionate kisses made Su Bao'er feel suffocated.

Freed from her initial passive state, Su Bao'er began her counterattack, her mouth actively capturing Yue Xiaoshan's fragrant tongue, sucking on her sweet saliva, while her hands, through her skirt and pants, forcefully kneaded her plump buttocks. Her steel-claw-like hands made Yue Xiaoshan feel as if her buttocks were being shattered, as if her anus was being pried open.

Nangong Xiuhui, after her dance, was also drenched in sweat. From her dance, Su Bao'er suddenly grasped a wondrous internal energy cultivation method.

While outwardly entwined with Yue Xiaoshan, she had actually begun to concentrate, allowing a stream of energy to slowly circulate within her body along specific meridian pathways.

Chapter 175.

Seeing Su Bao'er's enlightenment, Nangong Xiuhui's beautiful eyes revealed approval. She took out a pill from her bosom and put it in her mouth.

Su Bao'er exclaimed in surprise, "Master, you also take this kind of pill? Do you also want to...?"

Nangong Xiuhui, her jade-like legs wrapped in tight black silk trousers, smiled and said, "To cultivate this kind of mental technique, you need actual physical training. Xiaoshan and I took the pills, and when they take effect later, it'll be equivalent to dozens of thirsty women. If you can satisfy us, your power and abilities in that area will greatly increase, enough to deal with those ravenous beauties outside, hehe..."

Su Bao'er smiled bitterly, "How do I know when I'll satisfy them?" "And you?"

Nangong Xiuhui's face gradually flushed red, and she smiled slightly, "It's about using your body to extinguish the fire burning in our bodies due to the drug's stimulation, helping us expel the toxins from the pills, and restoring our senses. That would be enough to resolve our problems. Do you understand?"

Su Bao'er smiled bitterly, "I understand, but I feel a lot of pressure..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nangong Xiuhui pounced on him, panting heavily...

Outside the small secret room, a group of women listened intently, faintly hearing the sounds of bodies colliding and screams. Tang Xiuzhen couldn't help but scold, "The abbess and her beloved disciple are enjoying Su Bao'er all to themselves! If they drain Bao'er dry, what will we women have left to share?"

The group of women immediately became restless, wanting to rush into the small secret room. The two children stopped the shouts. Qiu Yan scolded, "Is the abbess selfish? Our mistress, Sister Xiaoshan, is not one to hog everything. Listen carefully. Although there are sounds of pleasure coming from the secret chamber, Bao'er's breathing is even and long. Therefore, I think the abbess must be helping Bao'er cultivate some kind of wondrous martial art with Sister Xiaoshan, not just simple pleasure."

The women listened intently for a moment, still somewhat doubtful, and finally most of them believed Qiu Yan's guess. Tang

Xiuzhen frowned and said, "The Kuyun Nunnery is already in dire straits. Soon the Pig God Sect will attack, and we will be wiped out. At this critical moment, what kind of wondrous martial art can we possibly cultivate?"

Dongxia smiled and said, "Sister Xiuzhen, didn't you understand what the abbess meant? She told us that since we're going to die anyway, we might as well enjoy ourselves. What happiness can we women have? Only Su Bao'er is a boy, only he can bring us happiness. But how can one Su Bao'er satisfy nearly two hundred of us?" "The needs of beautiful women? So the martial arts the abbess taught Su Bao'er must be a profound art of controlling women. The battle between the abbess and Xiaoshan with Su Bao'er in the secret room right now must be helping him cultivate this art of controlling women. Why should we be in such a hurry? Once Su Bao'er has mastered that 'Sea-Stabilizing Needle,' will we still be afraid of not having any fun?"

Dongxia's words sparked a cheer. The beauties' eyes lit up, their breasts trembled, and even the six-year-old girl clapped and cheered, her little face full of anticipation.

In the small secret room, Nangong Xiuhui and Yue Xiaoshan lay side by side on a long bench, their bodies completely naked, their mounds swaying, their four purplish-red nipples hardening and elongating. Their plump buttocks were raised high, their hair flying in the air as their heads swayed, their eyes were languid, their cherry lips open, emitting alluring "ah ah" sounds.

Su Bao'er lay on Nangong Xiuhui's back, trying to enter her body from behind, while freeing one hand to vigorously knead Yue Xiaoshan's plump buttocks.

Nangong Xiuhui's brows furrowed, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes became more pronounced due to her frown. However, because she was so beautiful, these crow's feet did not diminish her beauty; on the contrary, they added to her charm.

Su Bao'er attacked Nangong Xiuhui for more than half an hour, until she brought this former "most beautiful woman in the martial arts world" to the brink of death, before shifting her focus to Yue Xiaoshan's back.

Yue Xiaoshan's delicate body swayed, her voice trembling as she said, "Bao'er, I can't take it anymore... I give up... Please stop attacking, okay? We can do it another day..."

Su Bao'er grabbed her hair, pulling her pretty face back, and sneered, "I like your slenderness. How can I extinguish the flames in my heart if I don't make you break apart? Hehe..."

After an unknown amount of time, the door to the small secret room slowly opened, and the group of women looked inside. They saw Su Bao'er standing at the door, his face glowing, extremely energetic. Not far behind him, on a long bench, two snow-white bodies lay side by side, their disheveled hair covered in white fluid.

Su Bao'er's eyes became extremely eerie, the magic emanating from them causing the women to collapse both mentally and physically.

Tang Xiuzhen and the two elf children knelt down first. Tang Xiuzhen hugged Su Bao'er's leg, tilted her pretty face up, and looked at him with utmost reverence, her voice trembling as she said, "Bao'er, no, Young Master Bao, you... you look so majestic..."

Su Bao'er cupped Tang Xiuzhen's chin in his hand, carefully admiring her delicate face, and asked in a gloomy tone, "Aunt Xiuzhen, I know you are my elder, but I still have to call you a slut, are you angry?"

Tang Xiuzhen looked intoxicated and laughed, "No, no, Young Master Bao, in front of you I am a slut, always a slut... no matter how you scold me, I dare not be angry..."

Su Bao'er laughed wildly, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction. In fact, he had always respected Tang Xiuzhen. Although he had already had that kind of relationship with her, he could never forget the first time he saw her, when he was captivated by her heroic spirit.

Although there are many beautiful women in the world, those with such heroic spirit are rare. Su Bao'er had always believed that Tang Xiuzhen was the reincarnation of Mu Guiying from the Northern Song Dynasty. Every time he tried to penetrate her body, he felt a sense of awe, as if he were Yang Wenguang.

Now, seeing this valiant beauty kneeling so humbly before him, her beautiful eyes filled with awe, how could Su Bao'er not feel a sense of conquest?

Moreover, Tang Xiuzhen had already obsequiously untied his belt and taken out that weapon, which had become even more ferocious after being cultivated. 03-31
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Tang Xiuzhen opened her mouth, about to devour it, when a palm wind attacked from her side. Qiu Yan sneered, "Young Master Bao's precious weapon, what right does Sister Xiuzhen have to enjoy it first?"

A group of women also rushed over, their palm winds and sword energies all attacking Tang Xiuzhen.

Left with no other choice, Tang Xiuzhen leaped back, somersaulting several times in mid-air before landing behind the group of women. She scolded, "Young Master Bao, this is utterly disorderly! Aren't you going to restore order?"

Su Bao'er's weapon had already been swallowed by Qiu Yan, while Dongxia swept away a gust of wind with her palm, scattering the women to protect her sister.

Su Bao'er chuckled and sighed, "Aunt Xiuzhen is right. How can such chaotic order be conducive to group pleasure?"

After a pause, she said seriously, "Listen to my orders!..."

She then ordered the women to lie prone on the ground in several rows. Tang Xiuzhen had just crouched down when she suddenly remembered her daughter and cried out in alarm, "Nannan, Nannan, where are you?!"

Su Bao'er, while attacking with his weapon, pulled the timid-looking Nannan out from behind him, grinning, "Aunt Xiuzhen, don't worry, Nannan is with me, no one dares to hurt her!"

Tang Xiuzhen was somewhat dazed, her voice trembling, "Young Master Bao, do you also want to... she's only six years old..."

Su Bao'er lovingly stroked Nannan's hair, smiling faintly, "According to the Women and Children Protection Law, of course I won't harm Nannan's body; I'll only give her some extra nutrition. Aunt Xiuzhen, do you know, the abbess said that after I mastered this technique, not only will my sexual ability increase dozens of times, but the soy milk I grind will no longer smell fishy, but will become sweet. After each encounter with a woman, I'll let Nannan's little face endure my 'bullet attack,' Aunt Xiuzhen, what do you say?"

Tang Xiuzhen dared not utter any objections, only repeatedly agreeing, sticking her ample buttocks out even higher.

Aside from the two elf children and Nannan, all the women knelt and prostrated themselves on the ground as Su Bao'er instructed, forming several rows. The formation was quite impressive, even making Su Bao'er, whose power had greatly increased, somewhat nervous, wondering if he could truly conquer all these women tonight.

The two elf children kneeling before Su Bao'er were essentially cleaning his "gun barrel," preparing him for the grand battle.

Nannan blinked, standing timidly to the side, a look of bewilderment on her little face.

After being repeatedly cleaned by the two elf children, Su Bao'er's "gun barrel" became even more menacing and gleaming.

According to Nangong Xiuhui, after mastering the technique, the attacking woman would ejaculate within a short time, but the "gun barrel" would not shrink as a result, but would remain hard for a long time, and the ejaculate would continue to be produced, never drying up.

Su Bao'er's "gun barrel" was now on the verge of misfiring.

Ignoring the pleading expressions on the two elf children's pretty faces, he shifted the "gun barrel" and aimed it at Nannan's little face beside him.

At first, Nannan seemed a little frightened, but she quickly showed a strong expression, fearlessly raising her little face.

Liquid bullets shot out, spraying Nannan's face with white spray—a truly breathtaking sight.

Nannan swayed, seemingly about to be knocked down by the barrage, but ultimately stood up straight, sticking out her little tongue to lick the bullets around her lips, and exclaimed with delight, "Wow! It's so sweet! This is real soy milk!"

The two children exchanged a glance, both showing disbelief.

Although they believed that Su Bao'er's abilities had greatly increased after mastering the technique, they found it hard to believe that the foul-smelling soy milk could turn sweet, thinking it was just a joke.

Su Bao'er saw their doubts and smiled, bringing the still-slippery gun barrel to their lips, saying, "Do you doubt what I said? Why don't you try it yourselves?"

Qiuyan and Dongxia eagerly put the gun barrel in their mouths, and after tasting it, their beautiful eyes lit up with surprise.

Su Bao'er laughed loudly, pushing aside the two elf children and walking towards the group of women kneeling on the ground.

Suddenly, she stopped and turned back, saying to Nannan, "You must stay by my side at all times, ready to take my bullets at any moment!"

Nannan was greedily licking the "sweet soy milk" around her lips when she heard this, and hurriedly followed behind Su Bao'er, saying shyly, "Yes, I forgot my mission. I am a little maid who must take Bao'er's bullets with my face at any time..."

Su Bao'er laughed wildly and untied the skirt of one of the women, nodding and saying, "Hmm, well said. A girl must learn humility from a young age so that she can be successful when she grows up and contribute to the country and the nation..."

The two elf children smacked their lips, found a place to kneel down, and merged into the group of women waiting to be attacked.

Inside the small, secluded room, Nangong Xiuhui finally struggled to get up and dress. She addressed the still barely breathing Yue Xiaoshan, saying, "Xiaoshan, can't you get up? Did Bao'er injure your bones?"

Yue Xiaoshan lay sprawled on the bench, her hair disheveled, her eyes glazed, murmuring, "Master, what does injuring bones matter? I feel like my entire soul has been shattered by Bao'er... Master, don't you feel utterly broken and hopeless...?"

Nangong Xiuhui reached out her slender hand and gently stroked her beloved disciple's smooth back, smiling and sighing, "Xiaoshan, your internal strength isn't as deep as mine, which is why you couldn't withstand Bao'er's attacks and felt immense physical and mental pain. But... even though it hurts, don't you still feel pleasure?"

Yue Xiaoshan's beautiful eyes flashed with a dazed light again, and she trembled as she said, "Pleasant... indeed very pleasant... even if I die, I'm willing to continue this insane game that's worse than death..."

Chapter 177.

Nangong Xiuhui finished dressing, placed a jade-like palm on Yue Xiaoshan's back, and channeled a stream of true energy, allowing Yue Xiaoshan to gradually recover from the soreness throughout her body.

Yue Xiaoshan whispered, "Thank you, Master!" She also finished dressing and walked out of the small secret room with Nangong Xiuhui. The scene they saw made their hearts tremble.

Nearly two hundred women knelt and lay prone in a dozen rows, each with their plump buttocks sticking out, automatically pulling down their skirts

and trousers, awaiting Su Bao'er's attack. The sounds of "thud thud thud thud" echoed throughout the secret room. Su Bao'er had already finished attacking several women in the front row. Nannan followed closely beside him, her little face covered with white, sticky bullets, almost obscuring her eyes and eyebrows.

Yue Xiaoshan's pretty face flushed slightly, and she sighed, "Master Qing, with so many fellow disciples, can Bao'er really handle them all..."

Nangong Xiuhui smiled and said, "Xiaoshan, don't worry. Although Bao'er doesn't like practicing martial arts, she has exceptional talent and extremely high comprehension. Since she was able to master the Desire Immortal Heart Technique in such a short time, dealing with hundreds of beauties is no problem. Shall we join in now?"

Yue Xiaoshan said shyly, "Oh, Master, what did you say? Weren't you satisfied just now? Do you want Bao'er to..."

Nangong Xiuhui laughed and said, "The pursuit of pleasure has no end. While the Pig God Sect is trying to destroy us, we should enjoy pleasure to the fullest. Let's go, don't hesitate..."

As she spoke, she took Yue Xiaoshan's hand and walked to the group of women, kneeling down behind one of the rows, pulling down her skirt and trousers to await the attack.

Samba listened with longing, while Xiao Wenli on his back giggled, completely out of it.

Yue Xiaoshan stopped by a stream, gazing at the endless grassland under the dawn light, and sighed softly.

Samba stopped and put Xiao Wenli down, asking, "Mom, why did you stop talking? Did Brother Bao'er really master that 'Desire Immortal Heart Technique' and be able to attack hundreds of beauties in a row? Also, is the Pig God Sect really that powerful? Was the Kuyun Nunnery really wiped out in the end?"

Yue Xiaoshan glared at Samba and scolded, "Fool! If the Kuyun Nunnery had really been wiped out, would I still be standing here talking to you?"

Xiao Wenli clapped her hands and laughed, "Fool! Samba, you're a fool, you're a little idiot! Hehe..."

Samba said irritably, "Xiao Guanyin, you're the idiot! You're a big slut!..."

Yue Xiaoshan sighed, "Samba, stop scolding her. Xiao Guanyin is mentally unstable. How can you hold a grudge against her? That night in the secret room, Bao'er... " After nearly two hundred women finished their attack, he suddenly laughed wildly a few times, then vomited blood and died…

Sangba exclaimed in shock, “What? Brother Bao’er is dead? How could this be…”

Yue Xiaoshan sighed, “The abbess had long predicted that he wouldn’t live past fourteen. It’s fate, nothing surprising. At first, I thought he died from excessive indulgence after practicing the Desire Immortal Heart Sutra. Later, I carefully recalled my pregnancy, childbirth, and raising him, and felt a deep sense of guilt. So I wasn’t too saddened by Bao’er’s death…”

After a pause, Yue Xiaoshan continued, “After Bao’er’s death, the abbess suddenly went insane, wielding her sword and killing all the women in the secret chamber, including Tang Xiuzhen and her daughter. She spared my life, allowing me to escape through a secret passage, while she herself sealed it off.” I emerged from a stone cave at the foot of the back mountain and heard a deafening explosion from the mountain, flames shooting into the sky. I knew the abbess had activated the explosive device, destroying the Kuyun Nunnery…

Sangba frowned and said, “Damn, what does this mean? Why did Nangong Xiuhui choose this method of suicide? And why did she leave you, Mother, alive? Has Nangong Xiuhui completely lost hope in the world, and left you behind so you could rebuild the Kuyun Nunnery alone?”

Yue Xiaoshan said tearfully, “You’re right, the abbess has completely lost hope in the world, but I think her despair mainly stems from her fear of the Pig God Cult Leader. The reason she didn’t kill me is because she knew I still held onto hope for this sinful world, so she let me go, allowing me to continue my adventures in the Jiang…” "Lake, in the end, you will experience the despair in the heart of the abbess..."

Samba was overwhelmed by what he heard and said with a bitter smile, "Mother, I understand less and less what you're saying. What hope and despair... I have no despair in my heart, only hope. Doesn't Mother have any hope for our future good life?"

A trace of desolation flashed in Yue Xiaoshan's beautiful eyes, and she said in a trembling voice, "Good life? Hope? Samba, what nonsense are you talking about? What hope is there for a person who has experienced evil?"

A cold voice cut through the air: "That's right, a person who has experienced evil has no hope for life. It's better to die..."

A white figure appeared in front of the three like a ghost, followed by a dejected young man in brocade robes and a girl in green robes with a blank look in her eyes.

Samba retreated in terror, hiding behind Yue Xiaoshan, and stammered, "Little Dragon Girl? Why are you here? You said... you wouldn't kill us..."

Little Dragon Girl sneered, "I don't need to kill you, because you are merely illusions of the mortal world, so why should I bother? Gesar, don't you agree?"

The young man in brocade smiled bitterly, "Sect Leader Long, my name isn't Gesar, it's Yang Guo. Since you've already awakened me, hurry up and help me out of this dream, why waste time mocking me?"

Samba became increasingly confused, and suddenly saw Yue Xiaoshan's delicate body tremble, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Mother! Mother!..." Samba supported Yue Xiaoshan's body, but received no answer.

Yue Xiaoshan, one of the protagonists of the Kuyun Temple story, had already severed her own meridians and died.

Little Dragon Girl raised her slender finger and gently flicked a wisp of wind. With a soft "pop," a bloody hole exploded on Samba's forehead, his eyes widened, and he slowly collapsed.

The young man in brocade robes, Yang Guo, smiled bitterly, "Sect Leader Long, didn't you say it was all an illusion? Why did you attack again?"

Chapter 178.

Little Dragon Girl snorted coldly, "I like to attack, so I attack. Is it any of your

business?" Yang Guo stuck out his tongue and smiled bitterly, "How could I dare to have anything to do with Sect Leader Long? The two Tibetan princesses have harmed me terribly, causing me to lose myself and wander aimlessly in this illusion for countless years. Only Sect Leader Long can save me. I hope Sect Leader Long is merciful and will quickly free me from this illusion. My mother is still waiting for me down the hillside!"

Little Dragon Girl glanced at the dazed green-clad girl, Abi, and sneered, "Do you know who this little girl is? If I hadn't used the Soul Separation Technique to subdue her, she would still be leading you on your escape right now!"

Yang Guo glanced at ... Abi, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes, sighed, "Escape is fun, but being lost in an illusion for a long time isn't! But before leaving the illusion, I still want to ask Sect Leader Long to tell me, who exactly is this beautiful little girl, Abi? What is her true identity? Why do I feel such an intense attachment to her? Even though she always plays pranks on me, I still can't bear to be angry with her!"

Little Dragon Girl sneered, "True identity? Since everything is an illusion, what true identity is there? Yang Guo, do you want to continue sinking into this illusion?"

Yang Guo smiled bitterly, "Since Sect Leader Long is unwilling to tell me, I won't ask anymore. Please, Sect Leader Long, use your power to help me escape this illusion as soon as possible!"

With a flick of her slender hand, Xiaolongnu unleashed a chilling gust of wind that swept up the giggling and bouncing Xiao Wenli, sending her flying into the distance like a falling leaf. Xiaolongnu sighed, "Yang Guo, now that I've awakened you with one palm and made you realize you're in an illusion, why can't you return to reality? This shows you're still incorrigible, still lusting after the beauty in this illusion. I find you hopeless!"

After a pause, she continued with a sigh, "If I don't tell you the answer, I believe even if you return to reality, you'll still be delirious, longing for this girl in green. So I'll tell you, in this illusion, Abi is your mother, Lu Wanya. She's arguably the most beautiful woman in the illusion, and she's skilled in disguise. The reason she disguises herself as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl is because she's playful and wants to tease you, expressing her maternal love in a playful way. Do you understand?"

Yang Guo was shocked upon hearing this, and trembled as he said, "She's Lu Wanya? My aunt Lu Wanqing's sister? My mother?!..."

His knees buckled, and he was about to kneel, but Xiaolongnu held his shoulders, preventing him from doing so. Xiaolongnu sneered, "A man's knees are worth gold. You actually kneel before a woman in an illusion for the sake of your own evil thoughts?"

Tears welled in Yang Guo's eyes as he gazed at Abi's pretty face and sighed, "Whether it's an illusion or reality, she is, after all, the mother I've been searching for. I want to get the maternal love I lack from her. Sect Leader Long, may I see her true face?"

Xiaolongnu sneered and with a flick of her slender hand, a thin human skin mask fell off Abi's face, revealing the face of an extremely beautiful young woman.

Yang Guo could no longer hold back. He knelt down and hugged Abi's—presumably Lu Wanya's—jade legs, trembling as he said, "Mother, I've finally found you!..."

Xiaolongnu sneered, "I'll let you see as much as you want!" Her slender fingers strangely extended and retracted, and Lu Wanya's clothes suddenly tore apart, revealing three holes, exposing two purplish-red nipples on her chest and a patch of dark pubic hair below her abdomen.

Thick, curly black grass brushed against Yang Guo's nose. He dared not look any longer, hastily closing his eyes and sobbing, "Sect Leader Long, I... I'm satisfied... Please, quickly free me from this illusion..."

Little Dragon Girl smiled faintly, "You finally know how to be satisfied, and won't continue to wallow in this absurd illusion. Very good, Yang Guo, open your eyes and welcome a new life..."

Yang Guo felt a cool breeze on his face. He opened his eyes and saw Princesses Zhuoma and Sangna kneeling side by side on the ground, their delicate bodies trembling, not daring to raise their heads. Princess Zhuoma trembled as she pleaded, "Sect Leader Long, please forgive us! If we had known you were nearby, how could we sisters have dared to presume to practice witchcraft before you? Please, Sect Leader Long, spare our lives!"

The tent had already shattered and scattered. Yang Guo, seeing the dawn's light, took a deep breath of the fresh air and murmured, "Damn it, finally back to reality! This is the longest dream I've ever had in my life..."

Little Dragon Girl stood in the morning breeze, her white robes fluttering, cold as ice, and said calmly, "Zhuoma, Sanna, if I wanted to kill you, it would be as easy as turning my hand, but I have no need to kill you. I just want to warn you not to easily play with witchcraft in the future, because you really were presumptuous. Go back to Tibet, but I want to keep your witch slave, Batar..."

Zhuoma and Sanna exchanged a glance, not daring to object, kowtowed a few times, and flew down the mountain in another direction.

Yang Guo sneered, "Sect Leader Long, how could you let those two Tibetan sluts drive you away so easily? They used witchcraft to torment me, trapping me in an illusion from which I couldn't escape. I wanted to crush those two breasts on their chests to vent my anger!" He

then turned and looked around, exclaiming in surprise, "Huh? Where's that damned witch Batar? She's the one who used witchcraft to put me in this illusion! Where did that little slut run off to? I'll kill her!"

Little Dragon Girl chuckled, "Yang Guo, just now..." "Once you're out of the illusion, your impetuous nature comes out. Who do you think you can kill? With your martial arts skills, are you a match for that little witch, Batal?"

Yang Guo blushed and chuckled, "Sect Leader Long, I was just trying to bolster my courage. I know my skills aren't great, but I can't lose in terms of momentum... Where on earth did that little witch, Batal, go?"

Little Dragon Girl smiled faintly, "Don't worry about where that little witch went. Have you remembered what I told you?" "Do you understand?"

Yang Guo was taken aback, then smiled bitterly, "I remember, I understand! Headmaster Long said I am your destined one, the future husband of the Ghost Tomb Sect leader. You told me to go to Huang Yaoshi for the Nine Yin Manual, and to use the secret map in the manual to find the address of the Ghost Tomb Sect behind Zhongnan Mountain. Only after entering the Ghost Tomb can I marry you... Alas, Headmaster Long, what you said has made me dizzy, as if I have entered another illusion. Why am I your destined husband? And why can't others see the secret map in the Nine Yin Manual, but I can?"

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Xiaolongnu smiled faintly, "You ask me so many questions, which one should I answer first? Why don't you answer one question for me first, Yang Guo, do you want me to be your wife?"

Yang Guo's gaze swept over Xiaolongnu without restraint, finding her incredibly beautiful, but her pretty face always carried a trace of ghostly aura, making one's heart chill. So he smiled bitterly, "Headmaster Long..." " Master, my greatest wish in life is to marry a beautiful woman, the prettier the better. If Master Long is willing to lower himself to marry me, it would be like fulfilling my greatest wish, but... but..."

Little Dragon Girl smiled and said, "But what? Please speak frankly."

Yang Guo chuckled and said, "But I've always been a womanizer. No matter how happy and perfect my marriage is, it can't stop me from having affairs. After we get married, I will definitely flirt with other beautiful women in my spare time, but I will be very strict with my wife and will never allow you to cuckold me. Master Long, can you still accept someone like me as your husband?"

Little Dragon Girl smiled faintly and said gently, "Yang Guo, do you think I'll let you off the hook just because you say that? Our marriage was preordained by heaven, or more precisely, it was brought about by a Mr. Jin Yong more than nine hundred years later. With a stroke of his pen, he captured all the strange, tragic, bitter, and sweet fates in the world." "Fate, if it's meant to be, will surely bring us together; no sharp sword of wisdom can sever it. Yang Guo, as for your concern about being a womanizer, that's easily resolved. After you marry me, you'll only be living with me in this gloomy ghost tomb, surrounded by demons and monsters all day long. There aren't any pretty girls around, so who can you seduce? As for your worry about being cuckolded, that's not a problem at all, because I'm not interested in men at all. How could I possibly cuckold you? Hehe..."

Yang Guo felt a chill run down his spine and involuntarily took two steps back, trembling as he said, "What? You're not interested in men? Damn it... If you're not interested in men, why did you make me your husband?"

Xiaolongnu smiled and said, "Finding a husband is one thing, liking men is another. Yang Guo, enough nonsense, come down the mountain with me. That little witch, Batal, is still fighting with your mother, Huang Rong, down there."

With that, she flashed down the mountain. Gazing at her graceful figure, Yang Guo felt an increasing chill from her ghostly aura, a fear rising within him. He tried to turn and flee, but a strange, gust of wind bound his legs, forcing him to run down the mountain.

On the flat ground below, the pretty Huang Rong, dressed in black night clothes, and the strangely dressed, beautiful witch Batal faced each other across a pile of seemingly disordered rocks. A strange light flickered in both women's eyes.

After a long while, Huang Rong kicked up the rocks in front of her, scattering them, and laughed, "Little girl, you win. I'm not competing anymore! Truly, there are mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people..."

Batal smiled faintly, "Chief Huang is too modest. Chief Huang's knowledge is vast and profound, far beyond what I can hope to match. I have only a rudimentary understanding of literature and have spent my life studying witchcraft and esoteric arts. Today, I have only managed to surpass Chief Huang by sheer luck, and I am truly ashamed."

Huang Rong sighed with a smile, "Why don't you just say that my knowledge is too vast and that I am mediocre in everything and not proficient in anything? Why be so modest? Alas, I wonder if my father could surpass you?"

Ever since Yang Guo went up the mountain last night to enjoy some romantic pleasures, Huang Rong had been lingering at the foot of the mountain. Seeing that her son had not returned for several hours, she became somewhat anxious and was about to go up the mountain to find out what was going on when the little witch Batal appeared like a ghost and blocked Huang Rong's path. Although Batal was strangely dressed and spoke in a ghostly tone, she was quite pretty and adorable, and spoke very humbly. She introduced herself to Huang Rong first, saying that Princesses Zhuoma and Sanna were playing environmental games with Yang Guo in their tent and that no one should disturb them, otherwise it would be too dangerous. Huang Rong, of course, wasn't buying Batal's act, and the two started fighting. Huang Rong was surprised to find that this little witch's martial arts were surprisingly high, managing to fight her to a draw. She secretly sighed that while Princesses Zhuoma and Sanna's martial arts were mediocre, they had many talented subordinates.

The two fought for a while, neither gaining the upper hand. Batal suddenly proposed a truce, suggesting that the two make a bet: to use stones to create a magical formation, and whoever could trap the other in the formation would win. If Huang Rong won, she could go up the mountain to find her son, and Batal would no longer stop her.

Huang Rong chuckled inwardly, thinking, "The Qimen Formation is the unique skill of my Peach Blossom Island. Even if you, a mere witch, know some illusions, how could you possibly surpass me in the Qimen Formation?" So she readily accepted the challenge. Batal first used a few pebbles to create a formation and invited Huang Rong inside. From the outside, Huang Rong saw nothing particularly novel about the formation, only some principles of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, and stepped in with a cold smile. The moment Huang Rong stepped into the formation, she felt the surrounding environment drastically change. The clear, moonlit weather was gone, replaced by a night sky filled with rolling dark clouds, and the few pebbles had transformed into a forest of ghostly figures!

Huang Rong was shocked, realizing she had encountered a master. She quickly composed herself and began exploring how to break the formation, following the methods taught to her by her father, Huang Yaoshi. She treaded with extreme caution, and finally, after half an hour, she broke through the stone formation, seeing the clear, moonlit sky and Batal's smiling face once more.

Batar chuckled, "Chief Huang, why did it take you so long to come out? I thought you were asleep inside, I was just about to go in and look for you!"

Huang Rong snorted, kicking up the stones on the ground, calculating in her mind as she picked up the stones and arranged them into a formation, inviting Batar to break it.

Upon seeing the formation, Batar recognized it and smiled, "This is Master Guigu's Nine Yin Bewitching Formation. Chief Huang, you really don't know how to cherish a young lady. Do you want evil spirits to steal my soul?"

As she spoke, she stepped into the stone formation. Huang Rong, seeing Batar's strange gait and composed expression, was even more astonished.

This "Nine Yin Bewitching Formation" was created by the extraordinary Master Guigu during the Warring States period. Ordinary people, upon entering the formation, would feel lost in a misty, withered forest, and then encounter nine different monsters and evil spirits depending on their inner demons. Ordinary people would be terrified to death after seeing only one or two kinds of evil spirits. Even if they could see all nine kinds of evil spirits without being scared to death, they would still find it difficult to escape the shrouded, ghostly forest, and would often die from exhaustion.

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For ordinary formation breakers, it is already remarkable to be able to break out within ten hours, and even more remarkable to be able to maintain their mental state.

However, Batal actually stepped out of the formation in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, which greatly surprised Huang Rong.

Batal looked calm, moved the stones on the ground, and smiled, "Chief Huang, I'm a lazy person, too lazy to set up the formation again, so I modified your Nine Yin Bewitching Formation. Please go in and try it, Chief Huang?"

Huang Rong couldn't back down, so she stepped into the formation. This time, Huang Rong experienced a nightmare.

As soon as she entered the formation, she felt that she was surrounded by damp walls, and the ceiling was pitch black, with no idea how high it was.

The ground was also damp and smelled of decay. There had been no light, but suddenly torches lit up the surroundings, and the hideous faces of the prisoners filled Huang Rong with immense terror.

She found herself in a huge prison cell, surrounded by shackled, vicious prisoners, each strong and displaying an insatiable lust.

Huang Rong screamed, trying to escape, but found no way out. A prisoner grabbed her hair from behind and dragged her to the ground.

Dozens of vicious prisoners grinned and surrounded her, beginning their brutal assault.

The sound of tearing clothes echoed throughout the cell. The once highly skilled martial artist Huang Rong was now utterly powerless to resist.

Huang Rong experienced for the first time the agony of being gang-raped by dozens of burly men; the utterly shattered fear and pain cast a shadow over her heart that would never fade.

Batal, watching Huang Rong's writhing body and contorted face from the outside, couldn't help but smile smugly.

This "Black Prison Flower-Destroying Formation" was a weapon specifically designed to deal with chaste and virtuous women. Batal rarely used it, but unexpectedly, it could be used today to kill the renowned leader of the Huang Rong Gang, Wei Feng—a truly delightful event.

Batal was gloating when suddenly everything went black, and she fell.

When she screamed and stood up, she found herself also trapped in the Black Prison.

Huang Rong was being forced to her knees by several burly men, her hair being grabbed and her mouth being shoved by two thick, black penises. Her eyes blazed with hatred as she gritted her teeth, "Little witch, you think just because I can't break this formation, I can't drag you down with me? You want me to be violated by a bunch of stinking men? I'll make sure you're violated by a bunch of stinking men too!"

Batar was shocked. He hadn't expected Huang Rong, though unable to break his formation immediately, to pull him into this illusion while he was distracted. He hurriedly closed his eyes, about to chant a spell to dispel the formation, when two burly men grabbed his hair and dragged him to the ground as well. Before she could even scream, a thick, stinking penis was shoved into her mouth. The

dark cell echoed with the prisoners' maniacal laughter, mixed with the screams and cries of Huang Rong and Batar.

The two women were gang-raped by dozens of strong prisoners for several hours. Their clothes were torn to shreds, their bodies were covered in wounds, their genitals were stained with blood, and their pretty faces were smeared with a white, foul-smelling fluid... Several hours later, the illusion was finally broken by Batal's incantation. The two women rolled out of the stone formation, jumped up, and looked at the clear night sky, both still feeling shaken.

They had been competing with each other all night long, until dawn, when Huang Rong finally conceded defeat, unwilling to expend any more energy competing with Batal in formations.

Yang Guo rushed to Huang Rong, grabbed her hand, and cried out, "Mother, I missed you so much!..."

Huang Rong pushed him away, glaring at him, "You still know how to come down the mountain? I thought you'd been exhausted to death by those two Tibetan princesses!"

Yang Guo smiled bitterly, "It's worse than being exhausted to death, Mother. You don't know, I was led into an illusion by the two Tibetan princesses' little witches, and I lost myself. In that illusion, I became the Tibetan hero King Gesar and changed history!" When

Batar saw Yang Guo, he was very surprised and couldn't understand how he could break free from the illusion on his own. When he saw the beautiful woman in white behind Yang Guo, Batar suddenly felt a strange fear, his knees went weak, and he wanted to kneel down.

Huang Rong was also very surprised and asked, "Guo'er, who is this young lady...?"

Yang Guo smiled wryly and said, "Let me give you a proper introduction. This is... the mistress of the valley behind Zhongnan Mountain, the disciple of the Zombie Demon Lord, the senior sister of the Corpse Immortal Elder Lu Tianding, the head and party secretary of the Ghost Tomb Sect, Comrade Little Dragon Girl..."

Upon hearing the words "Little Dragon Girl," Batar immediately knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly, and said in a trembling voice, "This humble woman greets Sect Leader Long, wishing Sect Leader Long a long and prosperous reign, unifying the

martial world..." Yang Guo smiled wryly, "Damn, Sister Batar, how come you're even using lines from 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'? We're still in the Condor Heroes era; 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer' hasn't even been written yet..." "Sect Leader Long, let me introduce you, this is..."

Little Dragon Girl looked at Huang Rong and smiled, "No need for introductions, I recognize her. This must be the daughter of Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, the wife of the great hero Guo Jing, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, Huang Rong, right? I've heard so much about you..."

Huang Rong thought she was dreaming and exclaimed in surprise, "Little Dragon Girl? You really are Little Dragon Girl? The mysterious Ghost Tomb Sect, the terrifying forbidden land of the martial world... Little Dragon Girl, the Corpse Immortal has been searching for you for over a hundred years without being able to win your favor. Your mystery and beauty drive the martial world mad..." "...Little Dragon Girl, is it really you? Since you're so mysterious, why not stay mysterious? Why did you suddenly appear?"

Yang Guo reached out and touched Huang Rong's forehead, sighing, "Mother, are you alright? As a man, I'm not as excited as you are when I see Little Dragon Girl. Look at you, you're so excited you're almost out of your mind. Master Long, it seems my mother is your fan, please sign an autograph for her!"

Little Dragon Girl smiled and said, "Chief Huang, don't be nervous. I'm not a demon like in the legends. I also have a fondness for the mortal world, so I appeared. Please tell Island Master Huang that the Nine Yin Manual is not a treasure, don't always keep it for yourself, it will only cause bloodshed in the martial world. Please ask him to give the manual to Yang Guo, only Yang Guo can make the value of the Nine Yin Manual shine. Batar, come with me..."

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With that, she flew away, and in the blink of an eye, her white shadow was already ten feet away.

Batal knelt on the ground, seemingly still hesitant, when suddenly a gust of cold wind swept her away.

Huang Rong stared blankly at everything, still wondering if she was dreaming.

It wasn't until Yang Guo gave her a hard pinch on her plump buttocks that she snapped out of her daze, and said with a playful laugh, "Guo'er, you're at it again. Can you just touch your mother's butt like that? Tell me, what's going on? Where are Princesses Zhuoma and Sanna?"

Yang Guo smiled bitterly, "Don't even mention those two slutty princesses! I was originally responding to the central government's policy of ethnic unity, and I was always very friendly to them, giving them my love and even my own 'spirit grass' for free. Who knew they would be instigated by American imperialism, repaying kindness with enmity, and even instructing witches to perform witchcraft, almost putting me in a hopeless situation..."

He then roughly recounted the illusion he had experienced, which made Huang Rong secretly tremble with fear. She said in a trembling voice, "Just now, I was fighting that little witch Batar with her magic formation, and I almost fell into a hopeless situation too... I never imagined that the witchcraft and evil magic of these strange people in the Tibetan borderlands could..." "So powerful! But... what's with Little Dragon Girl? How did she find you?"

Yang Guo sighed. "Normally, I've never been one to show mercy to beauties like Little Dragon Girl; I wouldn't stop until I've left her battered and bruised. Unfortunately, her eerie, ghostly aura is just too much for me. I don't really understand why she sought me out. Anyway, she said I'm her destined love and told me to find her using the secret diagram in the Nine Yin Manual, and marry her after finding the Ghost Tomb. Mother, don't you think this is absurd? It completely violates the laws of science, history, and society, and it even has a strong element of idealism. I'm a staunch materialist, a supporter of Marxism-Leninism..."

Huang Rong frowned. "Stop talking nonsense! The sudden appearance of the mysterious Little Dragon Girl will definitely cause a stir in the martial arts world; it's not a simple matter. Guo'er, whether Little Dragon Girl is telling the truth or not..." " Don't mention this to anyone. We're going to the Quanzhen Sect on Zhongnan Mountain right now to find your maternal grandfather Huang and Uncle Guo, and see if you can really see the secret diagram on the Nine Yin Manual..."

Yang Guo said with a wry smile, "Mother, you don't really believe I'm Xiaolongnü's destined lover, do you? Even the Corpse Immortal couldn't see the secret diagram on the manual, how could a silly boy like me see it? Mother, don't tease me, okay?"

Huang Rong said with a smile, "Knowing you're a silly boy means you have self-awareness, hmm, that's a kind of progress... Guo'er, I think you don't want to be Xiaolongnü's husband, do you? Logically speaking, when you see such a beauty, you should be like a moth drawn to a flame, why are you so hesitant this time?"

Yang Guo sighed, "I admit that Xiaolongnü is one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, but for some reason, I just can't stand the ghostly aura around her, and one sentence she said completely severed my ties with her." "The possibility of her loving you!"

Huang Rong asked curiously, "Oh? What did she say that had such a big impact on you that you don't even love beautiful women anymore?"

Yang Guo said, "She said she's not interested in men. Mother, what kind of monster is this Little Dragon Girl? Is she a man or a woman, a human or a demon? Since she's not interested in men, why does she still want to find a husband? It's really... weird..."

Huang Rong smiled faintly, "I suddenly remembered what that handsome young man Qin Han said. He said that extremely beautiful women will not bring happiness to men in the world because such women are not human, they have become monsters. He used Little Dragon Girl as an example. Guo'er, don't be afraid. I will absolutely not let a woman you don't like become your wife. Now let's hurry on our way and meet up with your maternal grandfather and Uncle Guo before we talk about it!"

The mother and son wanted to hurry back to the inn, but the two horses were nowhere to be seen. After searching for a long time, they finally found it in a small grove of trees. There, the young stallion was clinging to the back of a mare, huffing and puffing as they did *that*.

The mother and son were stunned. Yang Guo murmured, "My life is so miserable, I'm not even as good as a young stallion..."

Huang Rong, startled, scolded, "Guo'er, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Yang Guo sighed, "Isn't it true? The young stallion can freely cling to the mare's back for his 'release,' but what about me? I can only watch Mother's beautiful back and feel anxious..."

Huang Rong reached out her slender hand and gently stroked Yang Guo's hair, softly saying, "Guo'er, both the young stallion and the mare are horses, animals, they don't understand etiquette and morality, but we are human, so we cannot violate morality." "No matter how much I love you, I can't let you cling to my back and do that kind of thing..."

Yang Guo grabbed Huang Rong's hand and said coquettishly, "I don't care! I don't care! Mother, you promised me that after the tent-pitching incident was over, you would open your back to me once. Mother, you can't go back on your word!"

A playful look flashed in Huang Rong's beautiful eyes, and she said with a smile, "I did say that, but the tent-pitching incident isn't over yet. How can I open my back to you?"

Yang Guo said angrily, "How is the tent-pitching incident not over? Mother, do you want it to continue? This time, the illusion turned me into King Gesar. Next time, it might turn me into Songtsen Gampo. No matter how bizarre the experience, I don't want to sink into the illusion created by witchcraft!"

Huang Rong smiled and said, "You were able to actively escape the illusion and not be seduced by the romantic encounters inside. This is your progress. It shows that your thinking has matured. This is the result of your hard work in studying and practicing the scientific outlook on development... What I mean is, I must find those two damned Tibetan princesses to avenge you." This marked the end of the tent-pitching incident. "Guo'er, don't you hate those two slutty princesses?"

Yang Guo sighed, "Mother, that's just an excuse. If you didn't want to open up your back to me, just say so. Why use those two Tibetan princesses as a cover? Sigh, I'm not talking to you anymore. Anyway, promise me you'll open up your back once, and I won't forget!"

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The young stallion finally dismounted from the mare's back. Yang Guo walked over and saw that the stallion's penis between his hind legs was very thick, with bulging veins, still trembling, and the head was dripping with a thin, soup-like fluid.

The mare's hind legs were covered in fluid, a very lewd sight. Yang Guo sighed, "Alas, how tragic! Humans are inferior to horses, inferior to beasts!..."

Huang Rong pretended not to hear, humming a little tune as she mounted the large mare and galloped off.

Yang Guo had no choice but to mount the stallion and follow behind his mother.

The stallion was full of energy and seemed to look down on Yang Guo, jumping and leaping wildly along the way. Yang Guo's riding skills were not good to begin with, and he almost fell off several times.

When they returned to the inn, Guo Fu was nowhere to be seen. The bed was in a mess, as if Guo Fu had encountered some urgent matter and left in a hurry. Huang Rong hurriedly called over a shop assistant to inquire. The assistant, a chubby-faced young man, saw Huang Rong dressed in black night clothes, her curves alluring, and couldn't help but swallow hard. He respectfully said, "I passed by the courtyard and saw a figure fly out of Miss Guo's room, and then I saw Miss Guo fly out of the room. I don't know what happened. I reported it to the shopkeeper, but he said it was a matter between martial arts practitioners and told me not to interfere."

Huang Rong was secretly alarmed and asked, "Did you see clearly what the person who flew out of my daughter's room looked like?"

The shop assistant shook his head and said, "That person was too fast, they flew out and disappeared in a flash, like a ghost. How could I see clearly? Heroine, should I help you report it to the authorities?"

Huang Rong smiled wryly and said, "It's a matter between martial arts practitioners, since you..." "If they can't handle it, can the government?"

She gave the innkeeper a small piece of silver as a reward, dismissed him, and turned to see Yang Guo yawning. She frowned and said, "Guo'er, your sister is missing, and you still have the nerve to doze off! Don't you have any brotherly affection?"

Yang Guo smiled bitterly, "Mother, watch your words. Fu'er isn't missing; she's been chasing someone. I don't think there's anything dangerous. Most likely, some handsome guy has taken a liking to her and seduced her."

Huang Rong grabbed Yang Guo's ear and scolded, "Do you think all young people in the world are like you, seducing every pretty girl they see? Enough nonsense, come with me to find Fu'er! You won't rest until you find your sister!"

So the mother and son mounted their horses again and left the inn to search for Guo Fu.

Huang Rong knew her daughter Guo Fu very well; she knew that although she was willful and lazy, she would never act recklessly when it mattered. Based on the condition of the guest room and the innkeeper's description, Huang Rong guessed that Guo Fu had encountered some important person and had to follow them. As for who she was chasing, it might be related to him.

Yang Guo, listlessly riding his little stallion behind his mother, yawned incessantly. Suddenly, he heard Huang Rong exclaim with delight, "Fu'er really left a mark! This time we won't take the wrong path!"

Yang Guo forced himself to perk up and asked, "What mark?"

Huang Rong glared at Yang Guo and scolded, "All you do is laze around and play! You're less experienced in the martial world than your sister! Are you blind? Didn't you see it?"

Only then did Yang Guo notice a peach blossom mark carved on a stone pillar by the street and asked, "Isn't it just a peach blossom?" "What does such a clumsy carving prove?"

Huang Rong scolded. "This is a special communication mark for our Peach Blossom Island. Although Fu'er's carving is not good, it is enough to leave us a tracking route. Guo'er, cheer up, let's hurry and chase!"

The mother and son continued to ride at full speed, and soon they left the streets. Along the way, they found peach blossom marks in different places. Some were carved on the door frames of shops, some on bridge piers, some on trees, and even an old man carrying a vegetable basket walking towards the outskirts of the city had a peach blossom mark drawn on his forehead.

Yang Guo couldn't help but laugh and shake his head. "This Fu'er, she never forgets to be mischievous. It seems that the person she is chasing has already left the city and reached the outskirts."

Huang Rong said in a deep voice, "Guo'er, enough nonsense, speed up the tracking! I suddenly have a feeling that the person Fu'er is chasing this time is not simple. Otherwise, why would I feel my heart pounding so hard?"

After leaving the city, when they crossed a stream, the young stallion suddenly went crazy again, galloping forward and howling to climb onto the back of the mare.

Huang Rong screamed and hurriedly jumped off the mare's back. Yang Guo also somersaulted in mid-air and dismounted from the foal. Mother and son embraced each other, watching the foal huff and puff as it clung to the mare's back. Huang Rong angrily said, "That little beast! It doesn't know when or where to do things! If it delays our tracking, I'll kill it!"

Yang Guo, watching the foal's penis rapidly moving between the mare's hind legs, chuckled, "Mother, are you envious of the mare?"

Huang Rong blushed, pushed Yang Guo away, and scolded, "Nonsense! What do I envy? I'm a human, why would I envy an animal?"

Yang Guo calmly replied, "Humans and animals both belong to the six realms of existence. In the Buddha's eyes, they are all equally suffering and pitiful. Mother, why deceive yourself? I know you are very envious of the mare right now, but you are desperately suppressing it." "Mother, why make yourself suffer? Let's reform and open up! Only through opening up can China find a way out, and only then can the people be liberated from their suppressed humanity..."

Huang Rong sighed, "Guo'er, I know you always think about my backside and want to satisfy your beastly desires. I'm not unaware of the principles of the six realms of sentient beings, but right now we need to do something important. Your sister is missing. How can I have the mind to open up anything to you if we don't find her?"

Yang Guo's gaze greedily swept over Huang Rong's body, and he chuckled, "If we find Fu'er, will Mother agree to reform and open up?"

Before Huang Rong could answer, the little stallion suddenly let out a miserable cry, fell off the mare's back, rolled to the ground, and even foamed at the mouth!

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Yang Guo exclaimed, "Damn it! My mount! Little stallion, what's wrong with you?" When he flew over, the little stallion trembled for the last time on the ground and then died.

Huang Rong was also shocked. She went over and examined the young stallion's body, sighing, "Guo'er, please accept my condolences. Your steed has gloriously sacrificed itself..."

Yang Guo cursed, "Damn it! Who killed my young stallion?!"

Huang Rong sighed, "No one killed your young stallion. It died from excessive excitement, leading to a ruptured blood vessel in its brain..."

Yang Guo exclaimed, "Excited? What was it excited about?"

Suddenly, the mare let out a mournful whinny. Yang Guo looked up and saw what appeared to be tears in the mare's eyes.

Huang Rong sighed, "The little stallion got too excited during its indulgence, so it died from overindulgence. It's no one's fault but its own lack of self-control. Guo'er, you must learn from this..."

Yang Guo helplessly got up and sighed, "The little stallion is dead, what am I going to do?"

Huang Rong mounted the mare, stretched out her slender hand to Yang Guo, and said playfully, "Beheading doesn't matter, as long as the cause is true. Even if the little stallion dies, there will be others to follow. Guo'er, now that the little stallion is dead, won't you be able to enjoy riding with your mother? Why don't you get on?"

Hearing this, Yang Guo burst into laughter through his tears, quickly grabbed Huang Rong's hand, leaped onto the mare, and sat behind her, his chest pressed tightly against his mother's back, inhaling her faint fragrance, his arms involuntarily wrapping around her belly.

The mare galloped away, and along the way, Huang Rong found peach blossom marks on some tree trunks and rocks. She couldn't help but laugh, "Fu'er is so thoughtful, afraid we wouldn't find her, so she left so many marks! Oh dear! Guo'er, what are you doing?!"

It turned out that Yang Guo, stimulated by Huang Rong's fragrant hair, couldn't resist any longer and began to knead her breasts. Even through her night clothes, he could feel the roundness, fullness, and elasticity of her two peaks.

Huang Rong felt as if her breasts were about to be crushed. At first, she was furious and wanted to kick Yang Guo off the horse, but subconsciously she didn't want to do so, because although the feeling of her breasts being crushed was painful, it also had an indescribable comfort and pleasure.

Seeing that Huang Rong didn't resist, Yang Guo was secretly pleased and increased the pressure of his kneading.

Huang Rong said in a trembling voice, "Guo'er, what are you doing? Let go... You're so naughty!"

Yang Guo chuckled, "I'm learning how to milk a cow! Mother, didn't you always say I don't have any skills and will have a hard time making a living in society? If I learn how to milk a cow, I can become a good milkmaid and support myself, right?"

Huang Rong couldn't help but raise a slender hand and place it on Yang Guo's hand, kneading her breasts for him, and said in a trembling voice, "Guo'er, you little rascal, I really want to call you an idiot... I'm not a cow, how can you practice milking on me? My breasts closed to you when you turned one year old, do you want me to open them to you again?..."

The mare galloped into a rocky forest, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of her.

Huang Rong exclaimed, "Fu'er!..." She quickly pushed Yang Guo aside, jumped off the horse, and ran towards Guo Fu, who was leaning against a rock.

Guo Fu was in a daze and didn't react when her mother rushed over.

Huang Rong hugged Guo Fu tightly, her voice trembling, "Fu'er, are you alright? Tell your mother, what happened?"

Guo Fu's gaze, which had been staring blankly into the distance, was shaken by her mother for a long time before she slowly turned her gaze to her mother's face and asked, "Mother, do I have a brother?"

Before Huang Rong could answer, Yang Guo walked over with a smile and interrupted, "Fu'er, isn't that obvious? Of course you have a brother, it's me! You have such a handsome, dashing, and charming brother, you should feel excited all the time, hehe..."

Guo Fu glanced at Yang Guo and slowly shook her head, "No, I wasn't talking about you. Although you are my brother, you are not my only brother."

Her gaze returned to Huang Rong's face, and she asked, "Mother, tell me honestly, do I have another brother besides Yang Guo?"

Huang Rong was surprised and laughed, "Fu'er, "What nonsense are you talking about? I've only given birth to Yang Guo and you in my life. Where would you get another brother? What's wrong with you? Tell your mother, who exactly is the person you're chasing?"

Guo Fu said, "He's my brother..."

Huang Rong smiled bitterly, "You're talking nonsense again! Where would you get another brother besides Yang Guo?"

Yang Guo laughed, "Mother, I think Fu'er is heartbroken. She must have fallen for some handsome guy, but he doesn't like her back, so she's so infatuated and talking nonsense."

Guo Fu glared at Yang Guo fiercely and shouted, "Yang Guo, you're the one talking nonsense! Although you are my brother, you're not a real brother. You're the offspring of that traitor Yang Kang and Mu Nianci, only born from my mother's womb! I've never considered you my real brother!"

Yang Guo was stunned upon hearing this. Huang Rong scolded, "Fu'er, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you speak to Brother Yang Guo like that? Although he is your Uncle Yang and Aunt Mu's child, he was born after ten months of pregnancy. How can he not be your brother? Aren't you afraid of hurting Brother Yang Guo by saying such things?"

A tear flashed in Yang Guo's eyes, and he shook his head without speaking.

His own background, especially his father Yang Kang's disgraceful deeds, had always been a shadow in his heart. He couldn't disown his father, yet he found it difficult to accept the fact that his father was a traitor. As for his mother, although he loved Huang Rong very much, deep down he still felt more attached to Mu Nianci.

Guo Fu's words, whatever their reason, stirred up memories of the past, and for a moment he felt a deep sorrow, as if the whole world had become desolate.

Huang Rong said sternly, "Fu'er, tell me quickly, what exactly happened? Who was the person who lured you out of the inn? You are the daughter of the great hero Guo Jing, and the granddaughter of Huang Yaoshi, the master of Peach Blossom Island. You should be able to distinguish right from wrong. Don't be deceived by the schemes of those petty villains in the martial world!"

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Guo Fu shook her head and said, "Schemes? No, I have a gut feeling. He would never lie to me. The moment I saw him, I felt an extremely close feeling, as if I had lost him in a dream and now I've suddenly woken up and found him again. He said he's my brother, and I believe him, I absolutely believe him..."

Huang Rong and Yang Guo exchanged a glance, both of them very puzzled. Huang Rong carefully observed her daughter, and based on her own judgment, she couldn't find that her daughter had been drugged or bewitched, which made her even more suspicious.

Yang Guo smiled bitterly, "Fu'er, since you say you've met your brother, your own brother, then where is he now? Since he's your brother, why doesn't he come out to see Mother, to see me? He's your brother, but I'm his brother!"

Guo Fu glared at Yang Guo, took out a letter from her hand, handed it to Huang Rong, and sighed, "Mother, he said he doesn't want to see you for the time being. He said that after reading this letter, he'll understand everything..."

Huang Rong took the letter, cursing inwardly, "What the hell is he up to?..."

Her eyes fell on the handwriting on the envelope, and she was immediately stunned!

The envelope was addressed to "Aunt Huang Rong," the handwriting delicate, seemingly the work of a refined lady.

But before Huang Rong's eyes appeared the image of a hideously ugly, filthy old dwarf named Huang Qiuzhi, a very feminine name, a distant cousin of Huang Yaoshi, but below Huang Rong in seniority.

Because of her expertise in pharmacology, Huang Qiuzhi served as Huang Yaoshi's assistant on Peach Blossom Island. Huang Rong was practically raised under Huang Qiuzhi's watchful eye. Huang Qiuzhi was humble and always respectful to Huang Rong, but Huang Rong harbored a deep dislike for this dwarf old man. As a child, she probably disliked his filth and stench; later, she felt a chilling, sinister aura emanated from him.

Huang Rong repeatedly pleaded with her father to expel Huang Qiuzhi from Peach Blossom Island, but Huang Yaoshi, valuing her expertise in pharmacology, refused her requests until Huang Rong gave birth, which led to a major incident. In a fit of anger, Huang Yaoshi finally banished Huang Qiuzhi from Peach Blossom Island.

Guo Fu was born during that birth.

Huang Rong stared blankly at the handwriting on the envelope, tears welling in her beautiful eyes. Her voice trembled as she said, "Fu'er, you're right. You do have an older brother; he's your twin. When your grandfather learned I was pregnant with twins, he was overjoyed and had Huang Qiuzhi prepare the best medicine to protect the pregnancy..."

Guo Fu asked, "Huang Qiuzhi? Who's Huang Qiuzhi?"

Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise, "Damn, Mother, so you were pregnant with twins when you gave birth to Fu'er! How come I've never heard you mention it? So, I really do have a younger brother?"

Huang Rong shook her head and briefly introduced Huang Qiuzhi to the two of them, then sighed, "I was pregnant with twins, which should have been a joyous occasion, but I had a difficult labor. Your grandfather was furious and blamed Huang Qiuzhi for the improper preparation of the medicine. Huang Qiuzhi was terrified and dared not argue, pacing anxiously outside the delivery room. Later, after much difficulty, the first child was born, Fu'er..." "That's your brother, Guo Polu. Your maternal grandfather had already chosen his name, but unfortunately, he died at birth..."

Huang Rong paused, her beautiful eyes flashing with surprise. She grabbed Guo Fu's shoulders, shaking her, her voice trembling, "Fu'er, your brother isn't dead? My beloved little Polu, is he still alive...?"

Guo Fu said softly, "Mother, please finish telling the story of what happened back then."

Huang Rong released her daughter and sighed, "Back then, your brother Guo Polu died at birth due to asphyxiation in the birth canal. Your maternal grandfather confirmed his death, so I firmly believe it. But at the time, I didn't know the child had died. It wasn't until my second child was born, that is, after you, Fu'er, were born, that I learned my first child had died. I was heartbroken, but for you, Fu'er, I had to live. Otherwise, who would breastfeed you, who would raise you?"

Yang Guo interjected, "Mother, what happened today proves that my brother isn't dead. Was it because of this that Grandpa Huang drove that dwarf old man, Huang Qiuzhi, out of Peach Blossom Island?"

Huang Rong sighed, "Yes, your grandfather always believed that Polu's death was due to the improper medicine Huang Qiuzhi administered to me. So, in a fit of anger, he drove Huang Qiuzhi out of Peach Blossom Island and crippled his martial arts. Huang Qiuzhi didn't offer any explanation, only making one request: to take the dead child with her. Your grandfather, furious, laughed and said, 'Huang Qiuzhi, Huang Qiuzhi, the child is already dead. I'm powerless to help him. Can you possibly bring him back to life?' Then he made Huang Qiuzhi carry the dead child out of Peach Blossom Island..."

Yang Guo smiled and sighed, "It seems that Huang Qiuzhi really does have the ability to bring the dead back to life, saving my brother Polu. Mother, quickly open the letter and see what it says. " "What?"

Huang Rong snapped out of her daze and hurriedly opened the letter. Inside, written in her still-elegant handwriting, was the letter: "Aunt Huang Rong, due to my negligence, you administered the wrong medicine, affecting your normal delivery. After Po Lu was born, everyone thought he was dead, but I sensed he still had a breath left. Therefore, I insisted on taking him off Peach Blossom Island, living in seclusion in the mountains, and concocting medicine to try and revive him. Heaven rewards those who persevere. After years of effort, I finally revived Po Lu and taught him to read and write, to practice martial arts, and to study medicine. This child is intelligent and quick-witted, but unfortunately, his personality is somewhat eccentric. It wasn't until this year, on Po Lu's fourteenth birthday, that I told him his true identity, allowing him to leave the mountains and venture into the world, while also searching for and recognizing his mother. Aunt Huang Rong, I hope you can make up for the maternal love Po Lu lost and soothe his volatile and restless heart with love..." As

Huang Rong read the letter, she was already sobbing uncontrollably. Yang Guo felt his eyes welling up with tears. He looked around and asked curiously, "Fu'er, was that your brother, my younger brother Guo Polu, whom you just saw? Why did he leave again? Why didn't he come out to see his mother and brother?"

Guo Fu sighed, "He said he had secretly seen Mother and thought she was very beautiful, but he didn't want to come out to see her. He said he had been orphaned since childhood, living with a taciturn, dwarf old man, and had always been depressed. He hoped Mother would come to him. He said that if Mother had the will, she would definitely find him and make up for the maternal love he had lost." "..."

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Huang Rong murmured, "He wants me to take the initiative to find him? That's right... I should indeed take the initiative to find him... Over the years, I've tried desperately to erase him from my memory. I thought I had forgotten him, but deep in my heart, I still can't erase his shadow. Whenever I think of how he died at birth, my heart aches... Po Lu, are you really not dead? Good, very good, Mother will find you, Mother must find you..."

Yang Guo looked at his mother's infatuated expression and suddenly felt a pang of jealousy. He vaguely realized that the maternal love he and Guo Fu enjoyed was about to be shared by a third person, so he coughed and said in a deep voice, "Mother, how come you suddenly have a son? How come I suddenly have a younger brother? Mother, have you ever thought that this matter... might be a conspiracy..."

Guo Fu sneered, "Always suspecting others of conspiracies, but actually your own heart is full of conspiracies!"

Yang Guo smiled bitterly, "Damn it, Fu'er, why are you always so bitter and resentful towards me? Don't forget..." "You and I both crawled out of that hole from Mother's womb. We're siblings! How can you talk to your brother like that? You're still young; you should develop good manners, otherwise..."

Guo Fu interrupted, "Yang Guo, don't flatter yourself! Although you crawled out of that hole from Mother's womb, you're not a member of the Guo family at all. You're the offspring of that traitor Yang Kang and that vile woman Mu Nianci! I've never considered you my brother. Please learn to respect yourself and keep your distance from me." "My brother's name is Guo Polu, you should withdraw voluntarily!"

Yang Guo cursed, "Damn it! Fu'er, you..." Just as he was about to give Guo Fu a good scolding, Huang Rong interrupted him, sighing, "Guo'er, Fu'er is still young and doesn't understand. If she said anything excessive, don't hold it against her. I have a feeling this isn't some conspiracy, because I recognize the handwriting on the envelope; it's definitely Huang Qiuzhi's. I've always disliked this dwarf old man since I was a child, but he actually saved my son Polu and raised him." "I'm so grateful to him..."

After a pause, she grabbed Guo Fu's shoulder and asked eagerly, "Fu'er, you just saw your brother Po Lu, didn't you? Tell your mother quickly, what does he look like? Is he handsome? Is he tall?"

A gentle smile immediately flashed in Guo Fu's eyes, and she nodded, saying, "Brother Po Lu is so handsome, tall and thin, with fair skin. He's so much more handsome than some self-proclaimed handsome people..."

As she spoke, she glared at Yang Guo, her eyes filled with contempt.

Yang Guo shook his head, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart, and did not retort to Guo Fu.

Huang Rong read the letter again and said to Yang Guo, "Guo'er, I have more important things to do and can't go to Zhongnan Mountain with you. You take Fu'er and go to Zhongnan Mountain to find your maternal grandfather and your Uncle Guo, okay?"

Yang Guo exclaimed in surprise, "What? Mother, you're not coming with us? For that Guo Polu... you're really abandoning us? You don't even want Uncle Guo, your own husband?"

Huang Rong sobbed, "I owe Polu too much. I must find him and make up for the maternal love he lost. " "Guo'er, you've grown up now, you should understand your mother's feelings..."

Yang Guo felt his eyes welling up with tears, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Make up for it, make up for it... Guo Polu's lost love needs to be made up for, but what about the love I've lost? Who will make up for it for me? Who will make up for it for me..."

Huang Rong placed her slender hand on Yang Guo's shoulder and sighed softly, "Guo'er, don't be sad. Actually, you are lucky. You have two mothers at the same time, one is your mother Mu Nianci, and the other is me. Mu Nianci and I both love you very much. You once..." "The missing maternal love will surely be made up for..."

Yang Guo shook his head and said, "What can be made up for? Mother, you're going to abandon me, you're going to go find that Guo the Trash..."

Guo Fu shouted, "Yang Guo, you're the trash! Your name is Yang the Trash, you're a real little hooligan, a little trash! My brother isn't trash, his name is Po Lu, his name is full of patriotic fervor, he's so much better than you, you trash..."

Yang Guo raised his hands, smiled bitterly and sighed. Guo Fu said, "Okay, okay, Miss Guo Fu, I surrender, okay? I admit, I'm trash, and your brother is gold, is he a gem, okay? Mother, I hope I'm not trash in your eyes..."

Huang Rong glared at Guo Fu fiercely and scolded, "Fu'er, are you bewitched? Although you should be happy to see your brother Po Lu, Yang Guo is also your brother. You both crawled out of my hole, don't you have any feelings for Yang Guo at all?"

Guo Fu was taken aback. Actually, it was impossible for her to have no feelings for Yang Guo. Although Yang Guo often played pranks on her, she still liked him very much. She couldn't explain why she was acting this way towards Yang Guo today. Her mother said she was "bewitched," and she did feel a little bewitched. Ever since she saw that pale, thin boy, she was attracted by the melancholy and complex look in his eyes, and suddenly felt a strong attachment to him, while at the same time she inexplicably felt disgusted with Yang Guo.

Guo Fu glanced at Yang Guo, sighed deeply, and said softly, "Yang Guo, I was a bit harsh just now, I hope you won't be angry. I'm going to find Brother Polu, it's both my responsibility and Brother Polu's wish, so please don't stop me."

Yang Guo smiled bitterly, "Do you think I can stop Mother? Mother, since you've made up your mind, I won't waste any more words. I hope you'll be careful in everything you do, and after you find that Guo Polu—oh no… after you find that Guo Polu—come to Zhongnan Mountain as soon as possible to meet us. We still have important matters to discuss regarding dealing with the Yin Wind Sect and the Ghost Tomb Sect."

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Huang Rong shook her head and sighed, "Hearing the news that Polu is still alive, my heart longs to fly to his side immediately, hold him in my arms, and kiss him..." Spoiled by him, I had no time to care about the Yin Wind Sect or the Ghost Tomb Sect. The affairs of the martial world seemed to vanish in an instant; all I wanted to do now was find Po Lu. "Fu'er, go outside the Stone Forest and scout around for any suspicious figures. Mother has something to tell your brother Yang Guo."

Guo Fu pouted, "Scout what! Mother, if you want to get rid of me, just say so! I don't care about being with Yang Guo!"

With that, she leaped towards the edge of the Stone Forest and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Huang Rong gazed in the direction her daughter had disappeared and sighed, "Fu'er is so willful! It's all my fault for spoiling her since she was little..."

Yang Guo laughed, "Mother, I've noticed that you've made great progress in your political thinking, because, hehe... you've learned to criticize and self-criticize..."

He still had his old habit of joking around with his mother's words, but at this moment his eyes were filled with tears, because he realized that Huang Rong's maternal love for him would soon begin to shift to that damned Guo Po-lan.

Huang Rong, her eyes brimming with tears, suddenly said sternly, "Guo'er, kneel down!"

Yang Guo was startled. He had never seen such a stern look in his mother's eyes before. It was something he could hardly resist, and his knees buckled as he knelt down, trembling as he said, "Mother, what exactly do you want...?"

Huang Rong slowly drew the emerald green Dog-Beating Stick from her waist, held it up with both hands, and presented it to Yang Guo, saying in a deep voice, "Guo'er, take the Dog-Beating Stick." Yang Guo

was completely bewildered and dared not ask any questions. He raised his hands and took the Dog-Beating Stick. With a "Pah!" Huang Rong spat a mouthful of saliva onto his forehead.

Yang Guo was shocked and was about to ask a question when Huang Rong said in a deep voice, "Yang Guo, the thirty-seventh leader of the Beggars' Sect, listen to my command!..."

Yang Guo almost dropped the Dog-Beating Staff in his hand, trembling as he said, "Mother, what are you doing?... This is absolutely not allowed!..."

Huang Rong pressed down on his shoulder, preventing him from getting up, and said in a deep voice, "Yang Guo, as the thirty-sixth leader of the Beggars' Sect, I order you to succeed as the thirty-seventh leader. You must not disobey! Now I will tell you the main rules and precautions of the Beggars' Sect. You must remember them well, otherwise, if you violate the rules in the future, even if you are the leader, you will still be punished according to the rules!"

After pausing, she stopped Yang Guo from interrupting and recited the main rules and regulations of the Beggars' Sect, leaving Yang Guo dizzy.

After Huang Rong finished reciting, regardless of whether Yang Guo remembered them or not, she took out a dark bamboo plaque from her bosom, on which was carved a lifelike image of an old beggar.

Huang Rong said, "The old beggar on this bamboo token is none other than Cui Huayu, the founder of the Beggars' Clan,

known as the 'Dragon-Subduing Demon Beggar.' Guo'er, even with the Dog-Beating Staff, some may still doubt your status as the leader and be unwilling to obey your orders. But with this black bamboo token, no one in the Beggars' Clan will dare not obey you!" She then forcefully placed the bamboo token into Yang Guo's hand and continued, "Guo'er, I have lost all interest in the affairs of the martial world, so I can no longer lead the Beggars' Clan. Now I pass this leadership position to you, hoping you can shoulder this heavy responsibility and carry forward the chivalrous spirit of the Beggars' Clan. Do not disgrace the past leaders!"

Yang Guo sobbed, "Mother, are you really willing to abandon everything for that Guo the Rascal? Even if you are willing to abandon me and Fu'er, are you also willing to discard Uncle Guo, with whom you have shared so many years of love?"

Huang Rong was shocked upon hearing this, then sighed deeply, "Brother Jing... of course I am unwilling." " Yes, but I truly owe Po Lu too much... Guo'er, my feelings are not only difficult for you to understand, but even I myself find it hard to understand... In short, my mind is made up, so you don't need to persuade me anymore..."

After a pause, she continued, "Now that you are the leader of the Beggars' Sect, although you have the Dog-Beating Stick and the Black Bamboo Token, and the Beggars' Sect disciples have no choice but to obey you, to establish true authority, your martial arts must be exceptionally strong. The Beggars' Sect's Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, apart from your Uncle Guo, has only been taught to successive leaders. My martial arts follow a yin-soft approach, and although I know the mental formula of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, I have always found it difficult to master this powerful and swift palm technique. Now I will impart the mental formula of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms to you, and you must memorize it carefully..."

At this point, Huang Rong leaned down, bringing her cherry lips close to Yang Guo's ear, and began to impart the formula.

This intimate gesture made Yang Guo's heart pound, and Huang Rong's delicate fragrance made him dizzy, but he wasn't completely intoxicated. After Huang Rong repeated the formula three times, he had memorized the mental techniques of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. After

Huang Rong finished teaching the formula, a relieved expression appeared on her pretty face. Yang Guo saw this and felt a pang of pain in his heart. He said in a trembling voice, "Mother, are you really going to abandon everything to go find that Guo Polu? Does this mean we can never meet again in this life?"

Huang Rong's face darkened, and she corrected him, "It's Guo Polu, not Guo Polu." Then, a gentle smile appeared in her eyes. She helped Yang Guo up and said softly, "Guo'er, don't be sad. If we are destined to meet, we will surely meet again. If we are not, why force it?" As

she spoke, she helped Yang Guo up, took his hand, and walked to a towering rock. She bent down and climbed onto the rock face. She raised her ample buttocks, turned back to Yang Guo with a smile, and said softly, "Guo'er, come here. Mother promised you, and I won't break my word..."

Yang Guo was startled, then smiled bitterly, "I know Mother promised me, but now... how can I accept Mother's openness towards me?"

He looked at Huang Rong's full buttocks wrapped in her tight-fitting night clothes. If it were any other time, he would have already felt his blood rushing with desire, but at this moment, he felt a pang of sorrow and had no energy to do anything.

Huang Rong maintained her sweet smile, swaying her ample hips as she said in a coquettish voice, "Guo'er, can't you have some manly spirit? You're now the dignified leader of the Beggars' Sect, capable of commanding millions of heroes. Can't you even complete a man's basic physiological activity?"

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Yang Guo shook his head and smiled bitterly. He could only walk over and embrace Huang Rong from behind, pressing the small tent of his erection against her ample buttocks.

After rubbing against her through her pants for a while, Yang Guo's hand reached to Huang Rong's breasts, kneading the two rounded mounds vigorously through her night clothes.

Huang Rong said in a coquettish voice, "Ouch, Guo'er, can you be gentle? You're squeezing me to death! Are you this rough with every woman?"

Yang Guo increased the pressure of his fingers and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid I won't have the chance to be rough with you in the future. How can I not use all my strength today?"

As he spoke, he pulled down Huang Rong's pants from behind...

Guo Fu lingered outside the stone forest, faintly hearing the sounds of "slap slap slap slap" coming from inside the stone forest, along with Yang Guo's heavy breathing and her mother Huang Rong's moans. A mocking smile appeared on her lips.

She took out a delicately carved, lifelike little wooden figure from her bosom, and her gaze fell on the little wooden figure, immediately filled with a gentle smile.

This little wooden figure was given to her by that boy not long ago. The boy said his name was Guo Polu and that he was her brother. The boy was pale, his voice was hoarse, and he had an indescribable evil aura about him. But even without Huang Qiuzhi's letter as evidence, Guo Fu would unconditionally believe him and develop a deep attachment to him.

Just as Yang Guo ejaculated his thick soy milk onto Huang Rong's snow-white, plump buttocks, he suddenly saw Guo Fu walk into the stone forest with a cold smile on her face.

Yang Guo said with a wry smile, "Fu'er, why do you always embarrass me? Can't you give me some face and come in a little later?"

Huang Rong, however, seemed unfazed by the embarrassment. She turned around, knelt down, grabbed Yang Guo's gun barrel, and used her cherry lips to clean it for him.

Guo Fu said coldly, "Mother, I don't want to go with Yang Guo, and I know you won't take me to find my brother. I'm leaving first. This thing is something my brother asked me to give you."

With a flick of her slender hand, she tossed the small wooden figure over.

Yang Guo reached out and caught it, frowning. "This is that Guo Polu? He's not much to look at, not even as handsome as me..."

Huang Rong immediately spat out Yang Guo's gun barrel, stood up, snatched the little wooden figure, and said in a trembling voice, "Fu'er, is this little wooden figure your brother Guo Polu's image? Polu, you're so cute..."

Guo Fu had already leaped out of the stone forest and disappeared in a flash.

Yang Guo sighed deeply, put the gun barrel back in his crotch, leaned over, and took one last sniff of Huang Rong's faint fragrance. Tears welled up in his eyes as he turned and quickly walked out of the stone forest.

He hoped to hear Huang Rong call him "Guo'er," to make him stay, but Huang Rong didn't.

Yang Guo felt a deep sorrow, his steps quickened, and finally he began to use his lightness skill, leaping between rocks and trees. Tears in his eyes could no longer be held back and flowed down his cheeks.

Back in town, two beggars squatting in the corner saw him holding the dog-beating stick and jumped up, shouting, "You audacious madman! How come you have our leader's dog-beating stick? Where is Leader Huang?"

Yang Guo cursed, "You filthy beggar, fuck your mother! You see the leader and you don't even kneel down? How dare you question the leader's identity? Do you want to be expelled from the party?"

The two beggars were furious and immediately swung their bamboo sticks at him.

Yang Guo knew he was no match for them, so he leaped back, took out the black bamboo token from his robes, and shouted, "How dare you attack the leader! Insubordination! Do you really not want to live?"

The two beggars froze when they saw the black bamboo token, and their bamboo sticks stopped in mid-air.

A gloomy voice came: "How dare you attack the leader! Men, seize him!"

Only then did Yang Guo realize that a group of beggars had appeared around him, each carrying more than four cloth bags, indicating that they were of high status.

Several fierce-looking four-bag disciples rushed over and dragged the two beggars into an alleyway. Two screams soon echoed from the alley.

Yang Guo felt a pang of pity and said with a wry smile, "A little punishment is enough; don't kill them. I've just taken over and plan to reform some of the Beggars' Sect's systems, such as this kind of brutal punishment. If someone dies right after I take over, it will affect my reputation..."

A middle-aged man in fine clothes stood out among the beggars, bowing to Yang Guo and saying, "Chen Xiaotian, leader of the Jiangnan branch of the Clean Clothes Gang, greets the Sect Leader!"

Yang Guo looked the middle-aged man up and down, nodding and saying, "So you are the famous Chen Xiaotian. I've heard so much about you..."

Actually, this was the first time he had heard the name "Chen Xiaotian," but he knew that the Beggars' Sect was divided into two major factions: Clean Clothes and Dirty Clothes, and that the two factions had clashed in the past. After Huang Rong succeeded as the Beggars' Clan leader, she vigorously implemented reforms and mediation. Now, not only has the conflict between the two clans been greatly reduced, but the Clean Clothes Clan's power has also gradually increased. Otherwise, Chen Xiaotian, the branch leader, wouldn't be able to command these Dirty Clothes Clan disciples.

After a pause, Yang Guo asked, "Branch Leader Chen, why don't you doubt my identity as the clan leader?"

Chen Xiaotian smiled faintly, "The Beggars' Clan rules stipulate that seeing the Dog-Beating Stick is like seeing the clan leader; one must unconditionally obey orders, not to mention the supreme and prestigious Black Bamboo Token. But I don't know the clan leader's name, when you assumed the position, or why Clan Leader Huang chose to retire so abruptly."

Upon hearing him mention his mother, Huang Rong, Yang Guo's face immediately darkened, and he grumbled, "These questions involve the secrets of the Beggars' Clan's higher-ups; you have no right to know. I can only tell you that my name is Yang Guo. Branch Leader Chen, I now command you as the thirty-seventh generation clan leader of the Beggars' Clan." "Immediately send a message by carrier pigeon to all Beggars' Sect disciples across the land, saying that Chief Huang has retired from the martial world, and I, Yang Guo, have succeeded him. If anyone is dissatisfied, please come to Zhongnan Mountain to find me!"

Chen Xiaotian hurriedly replied respectfully, "Chief Yang's succession as leader of our Beggars' Sect is an honor for all our disciples. Who in the world dares to object? I will immediately send a message by carrier pigeon to inform all Beggars' Sect disciples across the land, so that the good news of Chief Yang's succession can spread throughout the world!"

Saying this, he immediately summoned a subordinate and instructed him to handle the matter. Then he smiled at Yang Guo and said, "Chief Yang's visit to Jiangnan is an honor for all the Beggars' Sect disciples in Jiangnan. Please, Chief Yang, rest at my branch for a few days, so that I may extend my hospitality." March 31,
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Yang Guo smiled and said, "Chief Chen, you're too kind. I'll gladly accept your invitation. However, I dare not linger at your residence for too long. After a meal and a drink, I must head to Hubei."

Chen Xiaotian immediately had someone lead the way, walking alongside Yang Guo. He tentatively asked, "I wonder if Chief Yang has any important business to attend to at Zhongnan Mountain? Is there anything I can do to help? Of course, if it involves secrets of the senior members of the gang, I won't ask further."

Yang Guo smiled and said, "Not everything is a secret. I can tell you that I'm going to Zhongnan Mountain to meet with Huang Yaoshi and Hero Guo Jing to discuss how to deal with the Yin Wind Cult and the Ghost Cult. " "The matter of the Tomb Sect. Do you know about the Yin Wind Sect and the Ghost Tomb Sect?"

Chen Xiaotian said, moved. "The Yin Wind Sect and the Ghost Tomb Sect are famous throughout the martial arts world. Who doesn't know them? The Yin Wind Sect has even planted its flag at the Beggars' Sect headquarters, intending to annex the Beggars' Sect. The Ghost Tomb Sect's envoy then came to warn us, saying that any sect that dares to submit to the Yin Wind Sect will be wiped out. The Beggars' Sect's high-ranking elders are all indignant and want to organize all the major sects in the martial arts world to deal with the Yin Wind Sect and the Ghost Tomb Sect, but they haven't been able to find Chief Huang. Now it's good that Chief Yang has inherited the position and can guide our Beggars' Sect."

As they spoke, they arrived at the Jiangnan branch of the Clean Clothes Gang. They saw a magnificent mansion, ornately decorated. Upon reaching the gate, the disciples of the Dirty Clothes Gang were stopped outside. Chen Xiaotian led Yang Guo into the mansion, passing through the courtyard with its lush flowers and trees, when suddenly a sword's cry came from ahead.

Yang Guo immediately caught a whiff of a woman's perfume. Chen Xiaotian chuckled, "It's my daughter practicing swordsmanship. She's just showing off her limited skills in front of a master; please forgive her, Chief Yang."

Yang Guo quickly replied, "No, no, in martial arts, I'm not Lu Ban (a legendary master craftsman). Anyone can try to show off their skills in front of me, and I still wouldn't understand..."

Turning past a rockery, he saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in green practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard. Yang Guo's eyes lit up.

This girl in green was petite, and while not a stunning beauty, she was still quite pretty. Her hair flowed freely, and her full figure, encased in a tight green dress, caused her breasts to tremble violently with each sword movement, making Yang Guo's lips dry.

Chen Xiaotian said sternly, "Qin'er, come and pay your respects to Chief Yang!"

The woman in green immediately sheathed her sword and walked over lightly. Although there was a look of doubt in her beautiful eyes, as soon as she saw the Dog-Beating Staff in Yang Guo's hand, she immediately knelt down and said, "This humble woman greets Chief Yang!" Yang

Guo quickly helped the woman in green up and smiled, "Men's knees are worth gold, and women's knees are worth diamonds. You can't kneel casually. After I succeeded as the Beggars' Sect Chief, the thing I wanted to do most was to reform these formalities so that everyone could live with more dignity and get along more harmoniously. Therefore, from now on, no disciple needs to kneel before me. May I ask what the honorable name of Chief Chen's daughter is?"

The woman in green chuckled and said, "Chief Yang, you're so humorous. You know my father's surname is Chen, yet you still ask me my surname. Let me tell you, my name is Chen Qin..."

Yang Guo, inhaling the sweet scent of Chen Qin's sweat, chuckled, "Miss Chen Qin, your swordplay is beautiful. Your martial arts must be very high; you must have received your father's true teachings."

Chen Xiaotian quickly replied, "Chief, you flatter me. My martial arts are meager; how could I possibly have any true teachings to pass on to this girl? Qin'er, quickly go and inform the steward to prepare food and wine; Chief Yang hasn't eaten yet!"

Chen Qin pouted, "Father, go and inform the steward yourself! I just finished practicing my swordplay and I'm covered in sweat; I want to eat immediately ..." Go take a shower. "

Chen Xiaotian lowered his face and said: "Nonsense! Qin'er, how can you be rude in front of the gang leader? I usually spoil you so much!

Yang Guo said hurriedly: "Master Chen made a serious statement. It's a small matter for me to eat, but a big matter for Miss Chen Qin to take a bath." You don’t have to be too polite!

Chen Qin winked at Yang Guo and said with a smile: "Gang Leader Yang, you are so kind and don't have any airs." I like a gang leader like you. Goodbye, I'm going to take a shower! "

As he said that, he turned around and ran away like a gust of wind.

Chen Xiaotian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This damn girl, her mother died early. I usually doted on her too much, so she lacked tutoring and didn't understand etiquette. She asked Gang Leader Yang to atone for her sins!

Yang Guo said hurriedly: "Master Chen, if you continue to be so polite, I will not dare to eat your food." Your daughter has a cheerful personality, is frank and cute, I like this kind of girl very much! "

An ambiguous smile flashed in Chen Xiaotian's eyes, and he led Yang Guo through the courtyard, passed several corridors, and entered a gorgeously decorated hall.

A kind-faced old man in black immediately stepped forward and respectfully said, "The leader is back. May I ask who this is...?"

Chen Xiaotian said sternly, "Nonsense! Steward Sun, didn't you see the Dog-Beating Stick? You've come to see the leader, why aren't you kneeling and paying your respects?"

Steward Sun immediately looked terrified and was about to kneel when Yang Guo quickly helped him up, laughing and sighing, "Old man, if you kneel before me, won't you shorten my lifespan? Leader Chen, I just said that from now on, no one in the Beggars' Sect needs to kneel before me. How could you forget so quickly?"

Chen Xiaotian laughed awkwardly, "Yes, yes, I'm forgetful. I deserve to die." He then ordered Steward Sun to go and inform them to prepare wine and food. Two pretty maids brought tea and snacks and left with smiles. Yang Guo looked at the two pretty maids' voluptuous figures and couldn't help but recall the erotic past of deflowering those pretty maids of the Wei family at Wei Yunfang's house. His penis involuntarily throbbed.

Chen Xiaotian, observing the situation, once again flashed that ambiguous smile in his eyes. After the two sat down as host and guest, Chen Xiaotian tentatively asked, "Chief Yang is young and promising, truly admirable. I wonder if Chief Yang is already married? Is your wife a daughter of a wealthy family or a woman from a prestigious martial arts clan?"

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Yang Guo smiled and sighed, "Chief Chen, you flatter me again. I am indeed young, but I dare not accept the title of 'promising.' As for marriage, my background is tragic, I have no wealth, and I am not handsome, so I don't even have a confidante. How could I dare to hope for marriage! Those daughters of wealthy families and women from prestigious martial arts clans are just fantasies for me; I dare not hope for them in reality!"

Chen Xiaotian smiled and sighed, "Chief Yang is being modest again. Regardless of Chief Yang's background or whether he has wealth or not..." "To succeed as the Beggars' Sect leader, one must possess certain skills. Leader Yang, what do you think of my daughter?"

Yang Guo was taken aback, then laughed, "Chief Chen, are you referring to your daughter, Miss Chen Qin? What else

could she be but a beauty that could launch a thousand ships with a single glance!" Chen Xiaotian shook his head, smiling wryly, "My daughter, while not exceptionally beautiful, has a cheerful personality, and she possesses a special skill that might satisfy Leader Yang."

Yang Guo asked curiously, "Oh? May I ask what special skill Miss Chen Qin possesses?"

As he asked, he conjured a lewd image in his mind: Chen Qin kneeling before him, her hands gripping his penis, vigorously blowing on it with her cherry lips, her expression languid and exceptionally alluring. Yang Guo thought, "If it's this kind of skill, I'd be quite satisfied..."

Just then, Chen Xiaotian laughed, "As for my daughter's special skill, I'll have her perform it at the banquet later, hoping it will enhance Leader Yang's enjoyment."

Soon, the food and wine were served. After a few polite exchanges, Yang Guo took the seat of honor. Chen Xiaotian poured wine for Yang Guo while instructing Steward Sun, "Go and invite Miss Chen to perform for Chief Yang!"

Steward Sun hurriedly replied, "Yes!" and bowed before leaving.

Curious, Yang Guo clinked glasses with Chen Xiaotian, stuffed a large chicken leg into his mouth, and wondered what special talent Miss Chen Qin might possess.

A burst of melodious music drifted in, accompanied by a fragrant breeze. A glamorous woman in a blue dress, carrying a pipa, entered the living room with a smile.

Yang Guo remarked, "Isn't this one of the maids who served tea and snacks earlier? Is she bringing in a pipa to let me enjoy some music? Unfortunately, I lack the ear for such things; I'm worried my ears will be desensitized to high art!"

The glamorous maid bowed to Yang Guo, then gently plucked the pipa strings as she slowly sat down on a stool.

Chen Xiaotian chuckled, “This maid is named Lan Yin. She’s skilled in music and is one of my daughter’s four maids. Chief Yang, don’t let my daughter’s rough appearance fool you; she’s very picky about her maids. She won’t hire anyone without a certain level of education and skill.”

Yang Guo laughed, “Oh? I didn’t expect Miss Chen Qin to have such high standards for her staff. Truly admirable. This Miss Lan Yin is skilled in music; what are the other ladies skilled in?”

As he asked, he carefully admired Lan Yin’s beauty, noticing her bright eyes and slender fingers—she certainly looked like a skilled musician.

Before Chen Xiaotian could answer, several servants in black carried in a chessboard and an easel, placing them in two separate locations before bowing and leaving.

Looking at the Go board and the exquisite bamboo box containing the black and white stones, Yang Guo suddenly felt a pang of sorrow.

He suddenly thought of Mu Nianci.

Although he hadn't fully recovered from the grief of leaving Huang Rong, seeing the chessboard and box reminded him of his mother, Mu Nianci.

He recalled when he was eleven or twelve, Mu Nianci often taught him to play chess. His mother wore a light green dress, without makeup, but possessed natural beauty, her elegant demeanor tinged with a playful charm.

Mu Nianci loved playing Go, and although Yang Guo wasn't particularly interested in the game, his natural intelligence quickly allowed him to surpass his mother's skills. Therefore, Mu Nianci would often concentrate deeply when playing with her son. Yang Guo found his mother's furrowed brows in deep thought particularly beautiful.

However, Mu Nianci would often cry out in the middle of her contemplation, her pretty face flushed, "Oh dear, Guo'er, what are you doing? You're being naughty with your mother again! Why do you always like to crawl under my skirt?..."

Remembering the past, Yang Guo felt a pang of sorrow. Chen Xiaotian, observing Yang Guo's expression, quickly picked up his wine cup and asked, "Chief Yang, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

Yang Guo shook his head, forcing a smile, and said, "Nothing. I just saw the chessboard and suddenly remembered a day many years ago when I played chess with an old man. He was clearly my defeated opponent, but I still lost to him that day. Later, when I went to play chess with him again, he had fallen ill and died. I couldn't turn the tables and wash away the humiliation. It's a regret I'll carry for the rest of my life!"

Chen Xiaotian laughed upon hearing this, "Chief Yang is truly a persistent person. Actually, when it comes to chess, entertainment comes first, winning or losing comes second. Chief Yang, you should try to think more positively."

At this moment, a woman in green gracefully entered, smiled gently at Yang Guo, and slowly sat down at the chessboard. She picked up a black piece with her slender fingers and gently placed it on the "Tengen" position.

Yang Guo couldn't help but laugh, "Damn, this girl plays chess with the same domineering style as me! When I played chess with my mother, I also liked to take the Tengen position as my first piece!"

He then rose and sat opposite the woman in green, picking up a white chess piece with his fingers and smiling, "My name is Yang Guo. May I ask your name, young lady?"

The woman in green glanced at Chen Xiaotian, and at his signal, smiled and said, "My name is Lü Qi. Chief Yang, do you also enjoy Go?"

Yang Guo stared at Lü Qi's pretty face and smiled, "I wouldn't call myself a fan of Go, but I enjoy playing with beautiful women. Watching them furrow their brows in thought is quite satisfying. Miss Lü Qi, I have something to say, but I don't know if you'll be angry?"

Lü Qi quickly replied, "Chief Yang, you flatter me. How could we servants dare to be angry with you? Please, Chief Yang, speak freely. Lü Qi is all ears."

Yang Guo sniffed ... Hearing the faint fragrance emanating from Lüqi, he sighed, "Miss Lüqi, I think you look so beautiful when you smile... When you smile, you look just like my mother..."

Lüqi blushed and said softly, "Chief Yang, you flatter me... Chief Yang, may I ask which noble family your mother is from in the martial world? Or perhaps a daughter of a wealthy and powerful family?"

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Yang Guo, unwilling to reveal Mu Nianci's name, gently placed the white chess piece near the "center" point and sighed, "My mother is neither from a noble family nor a daughter of a wealthy and powerful family, but in my heart, she is the most beautiful and noble. Miss Lüqi, would you please keep that beautiful smile? I like..." "Seeing you smile reminds me of my mother..."

Green Qi blushed even more, playfully scolding, "Chief Yang, you're making me so embarrassed! How can I possibly smile now?"

Chen Xiaotian said seriously, "Green Qi, if Chief Yang tells you to smile, then smile. What's so embarrassing about it? If your smile makes Chief Yang happy, it's a blessing you earned in your past life!" Green Qi

then gave Yang Guo a sweet smile and said softly, "Chief Yang, if you like seeing me smile, then I'll smile for you... Chief Yang, did you often play chess with your mother before?"

A longing glint flashed in Yang Guo's eyes, and he smiled and sighed, "Yes, I often..." Playing chess with my mother brings back memories of the time we spent together; it was truly blissful… At first, my chess skills weren't as good as hers, so she always teased me, sometimes surrounding me, sometimes deliberately letting me escape, but in the end, she always managed to surround me again…”

Green Qi sighed, “Chief Yang, when a mother plays chess with her child, of course she uses the surrounding method; it's an expression of maternal love. Don't you like being surrounded by your mother? It symbolizes your mother embracing you…”

Yang Guo sighed as he placed a piece, “Yes, from my mother's chess moves, I felt her wanting to embrace and kiss me, so I often found myself trapped in her gentle embrace. But later, my chess skills…” "My mom's improved, she can't surround me as easily anymore, so she seems very anxious. She wants to surround me but can't, and I always manage to break through her defenses. She's sweating profusely with worry, and the way she frowns is so beautiful..."

Green Qi chuckled and sighed, "Mom can't surround you on the chessboard, which is like her wanting to hug you but not being able to. Of course she's anxious. Chief Yang, do you want to be surrounded by me on the chessboard?"

Yang Guo stared at Green Qi's ample bosom and chuckled, "Miss Green Qi, do you also want to surround me on the chessboard and embrace me spiritually? I'm not so easily defeated, you know. If you want to surround me and annihilate me, you'll have to show some real skill..."

Green Qi used... With delicate fingers, she placed the black pieces one by one on the chessboard, smiling slightly. "Chief Yang, are you challenging me? I like challenges. What if you lose?"

Yang Guo stared at Lü Qi's pretty face and chuckled, "If I lose, I'll call you 'Mom'..."

Lü Qi's face flushed again, and she said shyly, "Oh dear, Chief Yang, how could I take such a advantage of you?"

Yang Guo smiled calmly, "Don't get excited yet. You might not be my match. What if you lose?"

Before Lü Qi could answer, Chen Xiaotian leered, "If Lü Qi loses, she'll give Chief Yang a blowjob right here, okay?"

Lü Qi's face turned bright red, and she said reproachfully, "Oh dear, Chief, you... " "How disrespectful of an elder! How could you say such a thing? I'm so ashamed..."

Yang Guo also felt a little embarrassed and said with a wry smile, "Chief Chen, I appreciate your kindness. Miss Lüqi is a talented woman, and we should respect her. Besides, she looks a lot like my mother in terms of temperament, so how could I possibly ask her to give me a blowjob? How about this..."

Yang Guo stared at Lüqi's pretty face and full breasts, and after a pause, he smiled and said, "Miss Lüqi, how about this? If I'm lucky enough to win half a point, let me touch you through your clothes, okay? Don't worry, I won't go too far..."

Lüqi said shyly, "Touch me? This... well, alright..." "Since Chief Yang thinks I resemble your mother, I believe your actions won't be too excessive... But... what if Chief Yang unfortunately loses? Would you really call me 'Mom'?"

Yang Guo chuckled, "Seeing such a beautiful woman, what's the big loss in calling her 'Mom'? Actually, I really like recognizing beautiful women as my mothers, so I can enjoy a lot of maternal love..."

Lü Qi playfully scolded, "Chief Yang, you're so naughty... I'm not talking to you anymore..."

The two began to play chess seriously. Lan Yin maintained a reserved smile, her slender fingers gently plucking the strings of the pipa, providing a resounding melody to accompany their game.

Light footsteps sounded, and two more beautiful women entered the living room.

One woman wore a pale yellow dress, her face pale, and her features beautiful. The other woman was dressed in white, her beautiful eyes carrying a hint of sorrow.

Yang Guo's eyes lit up, and he asked with a smile, "Miss Chen Qin's maids are all truly stunning. I wonder what talents these two young ladies possess?"

Chen Xiaotian introduced them with a smile: the woman in yellow was named Xingxiu, skilled in landscape painting; the woman in white was named Xuelian, with beautiful calligraphy.

Xingxiu and Xuelian bowed to Yang Guo in unison. Xingxiu walked to the easel, where a servant brought her brush and ink. Xingxiu picked up the brush and began to paint, quickly sketching the outline of a landscape.

Xuelian stood to the side, a slight smile on her lips, her beautiful eyes still carrying that sorrowful look.

Yang Guo and Lüqi played chess, their movements varying in speed, their brows gradually furrowing.

Chen Xiaotian laughed, "Chief Yang, isn't Miss Lüqi's chess skill quite good? You should keep it up! If you lose, you have to call me 'Mommy,' and if you win, that would be wonderful. Even though it's through clothes, touching a beautiful woman through clothes is still quite... enjoyable, hehe..."

Yang Guo, seeing Lüqi's furrowed brow, felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen and sincerely praised, "Miss Lüqi, you are indeed beautiful when you furrow your brow, just as beautiful as when you smile... But don't think you can bewitch me with your beauty. My mind is always clear when I play chess, so you'd better be careful..."

Lüqi showed... With a furrowed brow, she placed a few more pieces, then suddenly swept the chessboard haphazardly with her hand, exclaiming, "Oh dear, Chief Yang, you're bullying me! I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore!"

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Yang Guo smiled slightly and asked, "Don't get agitated. Miss Lüqi, why are you quitting?"

Lüqi retorted, "You're bullying me, how can I play?"

Chen Xiaotian, who also had some knowledge of chess, smiled and sighed, "Lüqi, your chess skills are inferior to others, how can you say that Chief Yang is bullying you? You should face reality, be more humble, and learn chess from Chief Yang in the future, and you will naturally improve."

Green Qi blushed slightly, glancing at Yang Guo, and said reproachfully, "Chief Yang, your chess moves are so strange, so unorthodox. Even when others have made a living eye, you manage to break it..."

Yang Guo's gaze swept over Green Qi's pretty face and ample bosom, and he chuckled, "I love playing chess with beautiful women, and when I play with beautiful women, I love breaking their eyes... Miss Green Qi, don't be discouraged. Actually, your chess skills are already quite good; it's just that you lack maternal instinct when you play."

Green Qi chuckled, "Maternal instinct? Chief Yang, I don't understand. What maternal instinct do you need when playing chess?"

Yang Guo didn't answer Green Qi's question for the moment, because his gaze was drawn to Xing Xiu's landscape painting. The canvas depicted a continuous mountain range shrouded in a thin mist. At the foot of the mountains, a turbulent river flowed, dotted with sails. Further in, a bustling dock was visible. Although the subject matter of the painting was not novel, the brushwork was unique, the lines were beautiful, and it gave people a strong sense of otherworldly elegance.

After Xingxiu finished painting, she took two steps back, and Xuelian stepped forward gracefully, picked up the brush, and slowly inscribed a poem on the canvas. Her brushstrokes seemed weak, but in fact they were powerful enough to penetrate the paper, and her delicate handwriting subtly revealed a heroic spirit.

Yang Guo couldn't help but softly recite the poem written by Xue Lian: "The mountains rise and fall like waves, the rivers' domineering spirit fades away. A straw hat and

raincoat hang between heaven and earth, even the descendant of Taigong finds it hard to fish..." Although Yang Guo had a rudimentary understanding of literature, he could appreciate the vicissitudes and untamed spirit in the work created by Xing Xiu and Xue Lian. He clapped his hands and exclaimed with a smile, "What a fine poem, what a fine painting! It has truly broadened my horizons..."

Then, his gaze turned to Lan Yin, who was gently plucking the strings of the zither, and he continued, "Add to that Lan Yin's heavenly voice, and it truly allows me to experience a perfect realm..."

Lan Yin immediately stood up and, together with Xing Xiu and Xue Lian, bowed to Yang Guo.

Green Qi's voice was tinged with bitterness: "Xingxiu paints beautifully, Xuelian writes beautifully, and Lanyin plays beautifully. It's just a pity my chess skills are poor, which has spoiled Chief Yang's enjoyment..."

Yang Guo turned his gaze to Green Qi and said softly, "Even heaven and earth are imperfect, so how can anything in the human world be absolutely perfect? Although Miss Green Qi unfortunately lost to me, this is in line with the imperfection of heaven and earth. If the talents of all four ladies surpassed mine, wouldn't I lose face?"

After a pause, he continued, "Miss Green Qi, I can now answer your question about why maternal power is needed when playing chess. When a beautiful woman plays chess with a man, the first thing she should do is to have the right momentum." To win, employ a large-scale encirclement tactic. No matter how many times your opponent breaks through your defenses, they will ultimately fall into your clutches. Even if your opponent breaks through many of your defenses, as long as you maintain a half-piece advantage at the end, victory is still yours. Years ago, when I played chess with my mother, I was impatient and reckless, thinking I could break through her encirclement. I kept attacking her territory, making her frown, sweat with tension, and I thought I could win, but in the end, I still lost to her. "Green Qi, do you understand what I'm saying?"

Green Qi nodded thoughtfully and sighed, "Master Yang's words are so philosophical..." "I will definitely adjust my chess path according to Chief Yang's teachings from now on, and I believe I can definitely make progress..."

Chen Xiaotian said with a wicked smile, "Lvqi, since you've already lost, you can't let Chief Yang call you 'Mom' anymore. According to the prior agreement, you should let Chief Yang touch you through your clothes. You wouldn't dare to go back on your word, would you? Hehe..." Lvqi

's pretty face flushed red, and she glanced at Yang Guo, saying reproachfully, "Oh dear, Chief Chen, why do you have to be so direct... I'm not a person who goes back on their word..."

Yang Guo hurriedly said, "No rush, no rush... Chief Chen, through clothes..." "Don't rush to touch Miss Lüqi... I suddenly have a question..."

Chen Xiaotian hurriedly asked, "What question does Chief Yang have?"

Yang Guo's gaze swept over the faces of the four pretty maids, and he smiled, "Chief Chen told me from the beginning that Miss Chen Qin has her own unique skills. Now I see that the four girls under Miss Chen Qin's command have all performed their talents in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. What other unique skills does Miss Chen Qin have to perform herself?"

Before Chen Xiaotian could answer, one of them chuckled, "Besides music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, is there no other unique skill in the world?"

Chen Qin, dressed in a red dress, entered the hall with a smile. Although she only wore light makeup, her every smile and gesture was extremely stunning. Her beautiful hair was draped over her shoulders, and she wore an intricately woven seven-colored flower wreath on her head. Her red dress was very distinctive; it was short, resembling a tight-fitting outfit, highlighting her curves.

Yang Guo's eyes were already wide open, and he was speechless for a moment.

Chen Xiaotian, observing her expression, couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. He said seriously, "Qin'er, don't be rude! Why don't you greet Chief Yang?"

Chen Qin waited until the four pretty maids bowed to her side before bowing to Yang Guo, smiling slightly, "This humble servant, Chen Qin, greets Chief Yang..."

Yang Guo quickly rose, cupping his hands in greeting, and said with a wry smile, "Miss Chen, you're too kind. Please, please sit down. There's no need for such formalities between us. Let's be more relaxed; otherwise, I'll feel very uncomfortable..."

Chen Qin smiled slightly, "Chief Yang, please sit down. I cannot sit for the time being. I must sit for Chief Yang..." "Performing a show..."

Yang Guo had no choice but to sit down, greedily staring at Chen Qin's ample bosom, and asked with a smile, "Miss Chen Qin, are you going to perform your special skill? Judging from your outfit, I guess your special skill must be... dancing, right?"

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Before Chen Qin could answer, Chen Xiaotian smugly interjected, "Chief Yang, although my daughter's appearance is not considered stunning, and she is not proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, her dancing is enough to bewitch anyone. Chief Yang, please enjoy the performance!"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Qin had already begun to dance to the music played by Lan Yin.

Upon seeing her dance, Yang Guo's face changed color, and he abruptly stood up.

Chen Xiaotian sensed something was amiss and quickly waved for his daughter to stop. He stood up in alarm and asked, "Chief Yang, is something wrong?"

Yang Guo slowly sat down, trying to soften his mother's gloomy expression, and said with a faint smile, "Nothing, nothing... Miss Chen Qin danced so beautifully, please continue, continue..."

Chen Qin chuckled and continued dancing.

Chen Xiaotian felt something must have happened, but dared not ask further, and could only sit down with a forced smile.

Yang Guo stared at Chen Qin's alluring dance, his heart churning with turmoil.

Chen Qin was clearly performing a powerful dance from the Western Qin Kingdom, a dance Yang Guo was very familiar with. Years ago, his mother, Mu Nianci, had befriended women from the Langyue Opera Troupe to learn this dance for his birthday celebration. However, those vixens of the troupe suddenly turned on him, acupuncturing Mu Nianci and taking turns defiling Yang Guo's virginity. Therefore, Yang Guo harbored deep hatred for the Langyue Opera Troupe. It was those vixens who had shattered his youthful ideals, forcing him to give his virginity to his mother, Mu Nianci…

And now, the dance performed by this alluring young woman, Chen Qin, was absolutely identical to that of the Langyue Opera Troupe. Could Chen Qin be connected to that sinister troupe?

Chen Qin didn't pay attention to Yang Guo's excited reaction. She twisted her body like a snake, making her breasts sway violently inside her clothes, and occasionally threw flirtatious glances at Yang Guo...

After watching for a while, Yang Guo's lower abdomen gradually became hot, and he couldn't help but reach down and gently rub it through his pants...

Chen Xiaotian looked at Yang Guo's reaction and a smug smile flashed across his lips.

The men in the hall, besides Yang Guo and Chen Xiaotian, included Steward Sun and several servants in black. They were all staring wide-eyed, clearly bewitched by Chen Qin's alluring dance. One servant even openly pulled out a penis from his crotch and began masturbating in public.

Yang Guo struggled to control his mind. He suddenly realized that Chen Qin's dance not only resembled the dances of the Langyue Opera Troupe in form, but also possessed a seductive power, as if it concealed a dark magic that could corrupt the mind.

Ever since Chen Xiaotian had deliberately flattered him, he had been on high alert. Now, seeing his daughter perform this bewitching dance before him, he felt a sense of unease, and his suspicions of Chen Xiaotian intensified.

He struggled to tear his gaze away from Chen Qin, then suddenly saw the servant pulling out a vibrator to masturbate. He couldn't help but laugh, "Damn, brother, how could you pull that out in public, in front of your boss? That's a serious violation of public order! You'll be detained for exhibitionism..."

Chen Xiaotian roared, "You audacious lackey, you're asking for trouble! Guards! Drag this dog of a lackey out and beat him to death!"

Two burly men in brocade robes leaped into the hall, each grabbing one of the servant's arms, and vanished in a flash. The servant's screams echoed from afar.

Yang Guo was secretly alarmed. Those two burly men in brocade robes were clearly Chen Xiaotian's best men; their ghostly appearance and disappearance made Yang Guo feel extremely unsafe.

Why was Chen Xiaotian deliberately currying favor with Yang Guo? Yang Guo had already analyzed this question in his mind. Given Chen Xiaotian's shrewdness, he wouldn't easily believe or accept Yang Guo's status as the gang leader. His obsequious flattery was likely motivated by a desire to seize the Black Bamboo Token he possessed.

Seeing someone being dragged out, Steward Sun and the remaining black-clad servants immediately became alert. Under Chen Xiaotian's cold gaze, their faces flushed, they retreated from the hall one after another.

Yang Guo laughed, "Chief Chen, don't be angry! Faced with your daughter's enchanting dance, it's indeed difficult for most people to control themselves. Look at me, I didn't dare stare at Miss Chen Qin for too long, for fear of making a fool of myself."

Chen Xiaotian quickly smiled and said, "These servants were impolite, please forgive them, Chief Yang. Chief Yang, please don't mind, just enjoy watching my daughter's dance, don't try to control yourself, because I've already made arrangements. Today, my daughter and her pretty maids are small gifts from your subordinates to Chief Yang, please enjoy them to your heart's content."

Yang Guo cursed inwardly, "Damn it, for the Black Bamboo Token, he'd even sacrifice his own daughter, what a beast!"

On the surface, however, he smiled and said, "Oh dear, Chief Chen, such a precious gift, I, Yang Guo, cannot accept! I came here only to... " "I just want to have a drink and a meal. Please, Chief Chen, protect me, this newly appointed and inexperienced leader, to prevent anyone from deceiving and stealing my Black Bamboo Token. As for other enjoyments, I've never even considered them..."

Chen Xiaotian was startled upon hearing this and quickly replied with a forced smile, "Chief Yang, you flatter me! In my territory, who would dare to offend the Chief? Please accept my gifts and enjoy yourself; don't worry about anything else..."

Yang Guo sighed, "How can I not worry? If this Black Bamboo Token falls into the hands of a villain, it will inevitably cause turmoil in the martial world and shake the centuries-old foundation of the Beggars' Sect. So I'd better be careful..."

Chen Xiaotian stared at Yang Guo's smiling face and couldn't help but feel nervous. He genuinely doubted Yang Guo's identity as Chief, and didn't believe Huang Rong would pass the position to this teenager. As for how Yang Guo obtained the Black Bamboo Token, he couldn't find out for the time being. However, judging from his discerning eye, he could tell that the Black Bamboo Token was indeed a precious item of the Beggars' Sect. Therefore, he became greedy and wanted to swindle the token to obtain it, so as to command the Beggars' Sect and satisfy his own ambition. But now, having witnessed Yang Guo's cunning, he dared not rashly snatch it.

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Chen Qin saw that her father's face was a little embarrassed, so she stopped dancing, went forward and took Yang Guo's hand, pulled him back to the table and sat him down, and said with a smile, "Chief Yang, I've been dancing for so long,

and I'm all sweaty. You didn't even applaud. It really hurts my self-esteem!" Yang Guo came back to his senses, smelled the fragrance of Chen Qin mixed with the scent of sweat, and smiled, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was so mesmerized that I forgot to clap. Now I'll try to make amends."

As he spoke, he clapped for a while and said with a smile, "Miss Chen Qin, your four subordinates..." The maids were all talented women. Lan Yin's pipa playing was gentle and melodious, Lü Qi's chess skills were unpredictable, Xing Xiu's landscape paintings made one forget worldly troubles, Xue Lian's calligraphy was bold and vigorous... and Miss Chen Qin's dance... was even more breathtaking, making one's heart race and blood rush. But who knew... which master Miss Chen Qin had studied under to learn such extraordinary and beautiful dance?

Chen Qin offered Yang Guo a cup of wine and smiled, "My dance teacher is a good friend of mine. She used to live in my house, but she suddenly disappeared these past two days. However, I..." Not in a hurry at all, because she's always been elusive, leaving without warning. When she does appear, she suddenly jumps in front of you, giving you a fright.

Yang Guo, hearing this, was secretly delighted, thinking, "Damn, could it be that the Langyue Opera Troupe has returned to Jiangnan? This time I must catch them and tear those four vixens, Guixiang, Lanzhi, Meiying, and Tanjing, to pieces..."

Thinking this, he shook his head, continuing, "Tear those four vixens to pieces... um... I'm a little reluctant... although she..." They gang-raped me, taking my virginity, but they were all stunning beauties... So I simply... devised a plan to make them lose their minds and become my eternal slaves..."

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard Chen Qin chuckle and say, "Oh dear, Chief Yang, why are you daydreaming again? Are you thinking of your wife and suffering from lovesickness?"

Yang Guo snapped out of his reverie and laughed, "What wife? Miss Chen Qin is joking. I haven't married yet, I'm still a virgin!"

Chen Qin and her four pretty maids covered their mouths and giggled upon hearing this. Chen Xiaotian laughed, "Oh dear, this is extremely inappropriate! Chief Yang is a young talent with the aura of a king, how can he still be a virgin? Where have all the beauties in the world gone? This is truly extremely inappropriate..."

Yang Guo's gaze swept over Chen Qin and the four pretty maids' faces, and he said with a grin, "I have no blemishes in my life, only the fact that I am still a virgin is something I feel ashamed of, and it has always been a topic of ridicule among my relatives and friends. Hmm, I should lose my virginity, but unfortunately I can't find a suitable candidate..."

Chen Xiaotian observed their expressions, secretly amused, and said seriously, "The woman who can take Chief Yang's virginity must, of course, meet strict conditions. First, she must be beautiful, then she must have some talent, some temperament, and, very importantly, she must be a virgin... Chief Yang, I, your subordinate, volunteer myself, what do you think..." "What about Chen Qin?"

Before Yang Guo could answer, Chen Qin swayed her delicate body and said reproachfully, "Oh dear, Father, what nonsense are you talking about? You're making me so embarrassed! I'm not beautiful, I have no talent, and I have no elegance. Although I'm still a virgin, but... how could I possibly be qualified to deflower Chief Yang?"

Chen Xiaotian laughed, "Qin'er, although you're not exactly a beauty and lack talent, your looks and talents are all reflected in your four maids. This shows that you have artistic aspirations and know how to cultivate your own elegance! Chief Yang, what do you say?"

Yang Guo thought to himself, "This Chen Xiaotian is going to great lengths to facilitate my affair with his daughter, all to steal the Black Bamboo Token from me. Hmph, I, Yang Guo, am not new to the martial world. How could I easily fall for your tricks?"

So he chuckled and said, "What Chief Chen says makes a lot of sense. Actually, in my eyes, Miss Chen Qin is very beautiful, especially when she dances; it's invigorating and very stimulating. What I admire most about Miss Chen Qin is her refined spirit in pursuing art and promoting traditional Chinese culture. Look at her four maids; they are all skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—truly admirable. In front of Miss Chen Qin, I'm really... hehe... ashamed of myself..."

Chen Qin retorted, "Oh dear, Chief Yang, how can you say that? Excessive humility is arrogance. Even if you look down on me, you shouldn't be so arrogant..." "

Chen Xiaotian hurriedly said, "Qin'er, don't be rude! Chief Yang isn't arrogant, he's cultured and has great manners..." He

then stood up, bowed and clasped his hands in a salute to Yang Guo, and said solemnly, "Chief Yang, actually, this time, I dare not say that I asked my daughter to deflower you. Rather, it would be more accurate to say that I begged you to deflower my daughter. If you can cause my daughter's first bleeding, it will be a blessing she earned in her past life, and also a blessing for our Clean Clothes Gang's Jiangnan branch..." Upon

hearing this, Yang Guo almost vomited blood. He thought to himself that Chen Xiaotian was so shameless for the sake of the Black Bamboo Token that he actually begged someone to deflower his daughter. And this Chen Qin seems to be quite the slut, whether she's even a virgin is uncertain! But luckily I'm not a virgin either, so a little messing around won't hurt...

So I quickly stood up, cupped my hands in return, and said, "Chief Chen, you flatter me, you flatter me... Your daughter's noble body truly makes me feel a little ashamed, it's not that I'm being deliberately modest... How about this, let's not talk about who defiles whom, let's just consider it mutual learning, exchanging ideas, and making progress together, okay?"

Chen Xiaotian was taken aback upon hearing this, then laughed loudly, "Mutual learning, exchanging ideas, making progress together... Good, good, Chief Yang truly lives up to his reputation as a leader, his words are indeed high-level! Qin'er, aren't you going to thank Chief Yang? Not every woman is qualified to learn from Chief Yang, hehe..."

Chen Qin hurriedly led four pretty maids... The maids knelt down, respectfully saying, "Thank you, Chief Yang, for your guidance on our bodies. We will definitely study hard and strive for improvement..."

Yang Guo quickly helped the five beauties up, laughing, "Oh dear, don't kneel so easily. This kind of behavior is not good and violates the morality of the new civilization. Miss Chen Qin, I dare not accept your guidance. Perhaps I should learn from you!"

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Chen Xiaotian sighed with a smile, "Oh dear, Chief Yang is too modest. This kind of humility from a high-ranking leader is something our Jiangnan branch of the Clean Clothes Gang should learn from. We should take Chief Yang's humility as our guiding principle for our daily work and study. Chief Yang, I won't disturb you any longer. Let my daughter take you to her residence for a visit and learning, haha..."

Saying this, he quickly walked out of the hall with Steward Sun and several servants.

Yang Guo couldn't help but call out, "Chief Chen, don't be in such a hurry to leave..."

He wanted to chase after her, but Chen Qin stopped him. Chen Qin chuckled, "Chief Yang, don't worry about my father anymore. It's better that he's gone; we can play more freely now. Lüqi, didn't you lose to Chief Yang in chess? Now it's Chief Yang's turn to touch you through your clothes, hehe..."

Saying this, she pulled Lüqi closer and pushed her into Yang Guo's arms.

Yang Guo exclaimed, "Oh dear, you really want to touch me? I'm a little embarrassed!"

Despite his words, he tightly embraced Lüqi from behind, his two hands kneading her full breasts.

Lüqi swayed, pretending to struggle, and cried out, "Oh no, I won't do it! Chief Yang, you're being a pervert! I'm going to report you to the authorities!" But she pressed Yang Guo even closer.

Yang Guo's two hands vigorously kneaded Lüqi's breasts; even through her clothes, he could feel their softness and elasticity.

Green Qi closed her eyes slightly and began to moan, her voice trembling as she said, "Ouch... Chief Yang, you're so strong, you're squeezing me so hard I'm about to break..."

Yang Guo, having had his fill of squeezing Green Qi's breasts, began to knead her ample buttocks.

Chen Qin resumed her dance, accompanied by Lan Yin plucking the strings of her pipa with a smile.

Xing Xiu resumed her painting, while Xue Lian waited to compose a poem.

Yang Guo, while indulging in lewd acts towards Green Qi through her clothes, greedily admired Chen Qin's dance, Lan Yin's pipa playing, and the collaborative painting and poetry by Xing Xiu and Xue Lian, feeling a thrill he had never experienced before.

Chen Qin kept throwing seductive glances at Yang Guo, her breasts heaving violently beneath her red, tight-fitting clothes, seemingly about to burst forth. This sight made Yang Guo's blood boil, and he couldn't help but knead Green Qi's breasts again.

Xingxiu finished another landscape painting, and Xuelian stepped forward to write a poem. She had only written two characters when she suddenly felt something behind her. She turned around and saw that Yang Guo had knelt behind her at some point, hugging her slender waist and rubbing his face against her plump buttocks through her skirt and pants.

Xue Lian blushed slightly but did not resist, continuing to inscribe her poem on the canvas. This time, she wrote: "Beauty like jade, sword like a rainbow, worldly beauty is hard to pierce. If I cultivate the face of Guanyin in my next life, I will again seduce my lover's primal desires..."

Yang Guo pressed his face tightly against Xue Lian's ample buttocks, inhaling deeply through his nostrils. He looked up and saw the poem she had inscribed on the canvas, and was startled, murmuring, "If I cultivate the face of Guanyin in my next life, I will again seduce my lover's primal desires... Damn, it's so well written, so well written... Truly a talented woman..."

Xue Lian pushed Yang Guo away, scolding, "Oh dear, Chief Yang, how could you be like this?" "A grown man likes to kneel down and smell a girl's buttocks, isn't he ashamed of his status?"

Yang Guo chuckled. "Excessive focus on status is vanity, missing out on a beautiful woman's buttocks is a lifelong regret. Miss Xue Lian, you have a real talent for poetry, may I ask how many men you've tempted?"

Before Xue Lian could answer, Chen Qin chided, "Chief Yang, you're really bullying Xue Lian. She's still just a young girl, only writing erotic poems and indulging in a little mental fantasy, how could she have tempted men? But today, hehe... we're going to tempt your sperm, hehe..."

Xing Xiu stepped forward. She opened her arms and wrapped them around Yang Guo's neck, saying in a coquettish voice, "Chief Yang, all you know is Wen Xuelian's buttocks. She's been painting for so long, and you haven't even said a word of praise? It really hurts her pride..."

Yang Guo bent down, buried his face in Xingxiu's chest, deeply inhaling her fragrance, and said in a trembling voice, "My praise isn't in words, but in concrete actions... Miss Xingxiu, your painting has already reached a profound level, far beyond my reach. And those two mountains on your chest are also very, very high, difficult for me to climb..."

Chen Qin twisted her body, making her two mounds sway even more violently. Lie, with a playful chuckle, said, "If a woman's breasts aren't high, what interest would a man have in climbing them? Chief Yang, what do you think of my two breasts? Do you have the courage to climb them?"

Yang Guo, kneading Xingxiu's ample buttocks with both hands, chuckled, "Miss Chen Qin's breasts are truly tall and firm, giving me a feeling of awe and reverence. As for courage, with the support of a beautiful woman's heart, I think I will overcome all difficulties and climb any mountain..."

Lan Yin sat there, silent. She seemed to be the most composed of the four pretty maids, only maintaining a reserved smile and continuously playing the pipa.

Yang Guo was attracted by her serene beauty, walked to her side, took out his staff, and gently rubbed it against her blue shirt, asking with a smile, "Miss Lan Yin, do you know what this is?"

Lan Yin blushed, but maintained her reserved smile, and said softly, "This...this is Chief Yang's...weapon..."

Yang Guo continued to ask, "Do you know what this weapon is used for?"

Lan Yin blushed even more, and said shyly, "This weapon is used...it's used for..."

Chen Qin chuckled, "Lan Yin, let me answer for you. Chief Yang's weapon is used to attack us women. He won't take it back until he's made us bleed and on the verge of death." "Hehe..."

Chen Qin's words fueled Yang Guo's wicked thoughts. He suddenly grabbed Lan Yin's hair and shouted roughly, "Stop playing! Let's play wind instruments instead! Miss Chen Qin, would you please have Lan Yin, Lü Qi, Xing Xiu, and Xue Lian kneel down side by side and play a piece for me together?"

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Chen Qin immediately stopped dancing and chuckled, "Didn't you hear Chief Yang's order? Kneel down now!"

So, Lan Yin, Lü Qi, Xing Xiu, and Xue Lian, four beauties who were each skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, knelt down side by side and raised their pretty faces.

Chen Qin seemed a little shy and tentatively asked, "Chief Yang, what about me? Should I kneel down too...?"

Yang Guo laughed, "You are their master, it's not appropriate for you to kneel alongside them, so you can just stand aside and observe for now."

Chen Qin giggled, "Alright then, I'll continue dancing!"

Saying this, she continued to sway her waist and dance, her movements becoming even more licentious.

Yang Guo smiled, holding his staff, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the four pretty maids, and sighed, "Such beautiful faces, such rosy lips, if they were directly insulted by my staff, it would truly be a desecration of these talented women! I'd better kiss them first..."

Saying this, he bent down and kissed Lan Yin's cherry lips.

Previously reserved Lan Yin now showed her initiative, actively responding to Yang Guo's kiss, extending her wet, fragrant tongue to intertwine and suckle with his… After kissing

Lan Yin for a while, Yang Guo was about to kiss Lü Qi when he suddenly seemed lost in thought. He shifted his feet, avoiding Lü Qi, and bent down to kiss Xing Xiu's cherry lips.

Lü Qi, who had been eagerly waiting to kiss Yang Guo with her eyes slightly closed, blushed and a look of humiliation flashed in her beautiful eyes when Yang Guo suddenly skipped over her and kissed Xing Xiu .

Chen Qin danced and teased, "Lü Qi, who told you to lose to Chief Yang in chess? If your talent isn't enough, you're not qualified to kiss Chief Yang…"

Hearing this, Lü Qi was even more heartbroken, tears almost welling up in her eyes.

After kissing Xing Xiu for a while, Yang Guo kissed Xue Lian. Both women offered Yang Guo a large amount of sweet, youthful saliva, letting him taste and swallow it.

Green Qi was consumed by jealousy and was about to leave in tears when Yang Guo suddenly pushed Xue Lian aside, walked up to her, cupped her pretty face in his hands, and asked with a smile, "Miss Green Qi, do you know why I skipped over you just now?"

Green Qi exclaimed in surprise, "Chief Yang, did you deliberately skip over me so you could kiss me last? I thought you wouldn't kiss me..."

Yang Guo carefully admired her pretty face, inhaling her fragrant breath, and said in a trembling voice, "Silly girl, how could I not kiss you? I want to kiss you the most, do you know why?"

Green Qi said shyly, "Is it because... I look like your mother...?"

Yang Guo nodded silently, tears welling up in his eyes.

He remembered a sunny spring day when he was twelve years old, when his mother, Mu Nianci, took him to town. The two of them rowed a boat on the lake, sampled snacks in the alleys, and squeezed into the crowd to watch a shadow puppet show... They had a wonderful time.

Yang Guo would always remember that day. His mother wore a light green dress, light makeup, and her hair was styled in a fashionable updo adorned with hairpins and pearl flowers. She wore earrings, and her slender fingers were painted with bright red nail polish. She looked fresh, fashionable, and beautiful. Walking with Yang Guo, they didn't seem like mother and son, but rather a beautiful older sister taking her younger brother to play.

That day, because they had played so much and were so active, his mother was sweating profusely. Yang Guo greedily inhaled the scent of his mother's sweat; he especially loved the fragrance of her body mixed with her sweat. Even without perfume, his mother had a pleasant natural body odor, which became even more fragrant when she sweated.

Mu Nianci noticed her son secretly sniffing her scent and couldn't help but chuckle. She asked, "Guo'er, does Mommy smell good?"

Yang Guo stared at his mother's full breasts, sniffed hard, and gasped, "Smells good, of course it smells good... Mommy smells so good... When I find a girlfriend in the future, I'll definitely find a girl who smells like Mommy..."

Just then, the mother and son passed through a small grove of trees and suddenly heard strange sounds coming from within.

Yang Guo was still young and couldn't recognize the sounds, but Mu Nianci smiled knowingly, took Yang Guo's hand, and softly asked, "Guo'er, do you know the name of this grove of trees?"

Yang Guo shook his head, indicating he didn't know.

Mu Nianci laughed, "This grove is a famous 'love-stealing forest' in Jiangnan. Many young couples in love like to come here to have their affairs..."

Yang Guo asked curiously, "Mom, what does 'having an affair' mean?"

Mu Nianci blushed slightly and covered her mouth with a laugh, "Mom will take you to see for yourself, hehe..."

So she led Yang Guo stealthily into the grove. Yang Guo soon saw pairs of young men and women scattered in various corners, embracing each other and kissing passionately.

Yang Guo was stunned and blushed, "Mom, this... this is what 'having an affair' means?"

Before Mu Nianci could answer, the mother and son suddenly heard a series of "slap slap slap slap" sounds. Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a woman kneeling on the ground not far away, her skirt and pants pulled down, and a burly man kneeling behind her, thrusting his lower abdomen, engaging in that kind of aggressive activity.

Yang Guo blushed even more and cried out, "Oh dear, Mom, what are they doing? I don't want to watch anymore, it's so embarrassing!"

Mu Nianci was also too embarrassed to let her son see such indecent scenes any longer, so she smiled and led Yang Guo out of the "Adultery Forest." On the way home, Yang Guo couldn't help but ask, "Mom, is kissing the same as adultery?"

Mu Nianci chuckled and said, "Guo'er, kissing is only part of adultery. The main activity of adultery is... hehe... Guo'er, you're still too young, Mom can't tell you..."

Yang Guo laughed and said, "Fine, I won't tell you. I can guess even if you don't tell me. Was it just now when I..." "The kind of games you see, the kind with lots of 'slapping' and 'thumping'? Mom, I don't understand those games, and I'm not interested in them, but I want to play 'cheating'..."

Mu Nianci couldn't help but smile upon hearing this, and said playfully, "Guo'er, you're really making me laugh. You're so young, who do you want to play 'cheating' with?"

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Yang Guo said playfully, "Mom, can't you

play with me?" Mu Nianci's pretty face flushed red, and she said with a reproachful smile, "Of course not! When you're older, you can find a girlfriend to play with!"

Even so, Mu Nianci had already pressed Yang Guo against a tree trunk by the roadside, and her fiery cherry lips pressed against Yang Guo's lips... Yang

Guo recalled the past and couldn't help but be a little dazed.

Green Qi said reproachfully, "Chief Yang, what are you daydreaming about? Do you want to kiss me or not?"

Yang Guo stared at Lü Qi's rosy lips, his voice trembling as he said, "Miss Lü Qi, do you know which kiss I've ever had, the happiest and sweetest kiss of my life?"

Lü Qi retorted, "How would I know which one? Chief Yang, you're so handsome, you must have kissed countless girls, right?"

Yang Guo's voice trembled as he said, "That's right, I have indeed kissed countless girls, but even the most beautiful girl can't compare to that one sweet kiss... I was only twelve years old that year. That day, my mother took me to see many men and women secretly..." "A scene of love unfolded, and then on the way home, my mother took the initiative to teach me how to kiss..."

Green Qi exclaimed in surprise, "What? Your mother took the initiative to teach you how to kiss? Hehe, Chief Yang, you're so lucky! Chief Yang, your mother must be a great beauty, right?"

Yang Guo immediately pictured that beautiful figure and sighed, "Of course... My mother is the most sacred, noble, and beautiful woman in my heart... That day, my mother took the initiative to teach me how to kiss. She said that kissing is a basic skill that needs to be mastered in dating, and she told me to learn it well." "My mother taught me how to suckle her breasts, how to lick her tongue, and taste her saliva..."

Yang Guo said, unable to hold back any longer, and kissed Lü Qi's cherry lips... Lan

Yin, Xing Xiu, and Xue Lian, seeing Yang Guo and Lü Qi kissing so passionately, were all a little stunned, thinking to themselves, "Oh dear, so this Yang Guo is actually a boy who longs for maternal love..."

Chen Qin was also a little dazed, her dance movements slowing down. Looking at Yang Guo, she cried out in her heart: "Yang Guo, don't be impatient. These four little maids only give you superficial passion. What I'm about to give you is different. I will make you experience a feeling more blissful than that of a god. I will become a seductive fox, sucking you dry, draining you dry..."

Yang Guo kissed Lü Qi for a long time before standing up, grasping his thick weapon, and laughing wildly, "Alright, the kissing work is over. Now I'm going to be a dentist, cleaning and examining your mouths, hehe..."

Saying this, he thrust his rod into Lü Qi's cherry lips.

Before Lü Qi could even cry out, her small mouth was attacked and it hurt, making it difficult to even breathe.

Lan Yin, Xing Xiu, and Xue Lian all slightly opened their cherry lips, waiting for Yang Guo's attack.

Yang Guo attacked Lü Qi's small mouth for a long time, and seeing that she could no longer resist, he withdrew his weapon, reached out and grabbed Lan Yin's hair, and began to attack her cherry lips.

Chen Qin could no longer hold back and rushed forward to embrace Yang Guo.

Yang Guo's lips, which had just been kissing the four pretty maids, now battled with Chen Qin's cherry-like lips.

He suddenly discovered that Chen Qin's saliva was sweeter than the four maids', and that her kissing technique was surprisingly mature, reminding Yang Guo of his mother, Mu Nianci.

Yang Guo stopped actively attacking the four maids' lips and focused on kissing Chen Qin earnestly, while his hands caressed Chen Qin's body... Meanwhile,

the four maids knelt on the ground, vying to take the rod into their mouths, sucking it with smacking sounds.

Chen Xiaotian and two burly men in brocade robes hid behind a rockery in the courtyard, watching the passionate scene in the hall, and couldn't help but let out sinister laughs.

A burly man asked in a low voice, "Master, do you think this kid will fall for it?"

Chen Xiaotian sneered, "This kid is obviously a lecher, how could he not fall for it? As long as we get the Black Bamboo Token, the Beggars' Sect will be ours."

Another burly man asked, "Is it worth sacrificing Miss and four pretty maids for the Black Bamboo Token?"

Chen Xiaotian sneered, "I can tell Qin'er likes this kid very much. I'll take advantage of that to trick him into giving me the Black Bamboo Token, then kill him, and explain to Qin'er. I believe she'll understand her father's good intentions."

In the hall, Yang Guo and Chen Qin's kiss grew more passionate, both wishing they could chew each other's mouths up and swallow them whole.

Chen Qin's breasts and buttocks also suffered the ravages of Yang Guo's demonic hands; even through her clothes, Chen Qin felt a shattering pain.

The four pretty maids knelt on the ground, their penises swollen and red from being played with.

Finally, Yang Guo could no longer control himself and broke down...

Green Qi was the first to be sprayed with thick white fluid. Blue Sound, Apricot Blossom, and Snow Lotus hurriedly stretched out their mouths, scrambling to suck up the remaining bullets.

Chen Qin hugged Yang Guo and said with a grin, "Chief Yang, the imperial court needs disaster relief again, hehe..."

Yang Guo gasped, "Disaster relief? Why...?"

Chen Qin looked at the still-erect stick and said with a grin, "Because there was an accident, the dam broke, and the floodwaters overflowed, so disaster relief is needed, isn't it?"

Yang Guo shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing, "Damn, Miss Chen Qin, you're so funny... But you're right, I really did have an accident, the dam broke, and the floodwaters overflowed... Miss Chen Qin, I'm a disaster victim now, will you save me?"

Lü Qi looked up at her pretty face covered in white paste and said angrily, "Chief Yang, what nonsense are you talking about? We're the disaster victims now! Look at my face, it's so messy..."

Yang Guo quickly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I..." "I misspoke, I misspoke... I'm the culprit behind the dam collapse, you're the victims... Miss Chen Qin, why don't you come and help the four victim ladies? Hehe..."

Chen Qin chuckled, "Chief Yang, since you admit you're the culprit behind the dam collapse, you should take responsibility for disaster relief. Why are you pushing the task onto me?"

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Yang Guo was taken aback, then smiled bitterly, "Yes, yes, I bear direct responsibility for this dam collapse, but shouldn't Miss Chen Qin bear indirect responsibility? Without Miss Chen Qin's organized entertainment, how could the dam have collapsed?"

Chen Qin chuckled, "Hehe, Chief Yang, are you trying to get me to share some of the responsibility? No problem, I can help you with disaster relief, but the losses caused by the dam collapse are mainly your responsibility to compensate."

Yang Guo While kneading Chen Qin's firm, plump buttocks, he glanced at the four pretty maids' upturned, servile faces and chuckled, "My government is dirt poor, with no funds or food for disaster relief. Miss Chen Qin, how do you want me to compensate you?" Chen Qin

's eyes suddenly filled with affection as she brought her cherry lips close to Yang Guo's ear and whispered, "Use the cordyceps on your body as compensation... Chief Yang, do you want to sleep with each of them for one night, or do you want to sleep with them all in one night?" Yang Guo chuckled wickedly,

"Sleeping with them one by one, I'm too busy to do that, after all, I'm the leader of the Beggars' Sect now... But sleeping with four beauties at once, I'm afraid I'll be drained dry! Health is the foundation of everything; if I even lose my life, what's the point of talking about building socialism with Chinese characteristics?" "Yi, ah..."

Chen Qin chuckled, "Chief Yang, there's no need to be modest. I can see that with your physique and energy, sleeping with a dozen beauties in one night is no problem. I just hope you can be a little more considerate and abide by the national women and children protection law, and not sleep with these four pretty maids I've painstakingly trained to death!"

Yang Guo replied seriously, "Miss Chen Qin, am I such a rough person? It seems you don't know me. I've always respected women, especially delicate beauties. I'm particularly tender towards them and can't bear to use force..."

Not long after, in a lavishly decorated bedroom, Lan Yin, Lü Qi, Xing Xiu, and Xue Lian knelt side by side on the carpet, while Yang Guo knelt behind them, thrusting his body and attacking them forcefully with a "slap slap slap slap."

In one corner of the bedroom, there was a large, steaming bathtub. Chen Qin, her hair disheveled, bathed in the water while watching Yang Guo fight with four pretty maids. She chuckled, "Chief Yang, you said you were reluctant to use your strength, but look at you now, so rough! But I like it... I hope you'll be even more vigorous when you bathe with me later..."

Yang Guo, grabbing Lü Qi's hair and pulling her face back, said in a trembling voice, "Miss Chen Qin, I know you're testing my fighting ability... If I don't leave these four pretty maids barely alive, you won't bother fighting me, will you?"

He then drew his weapon, noticing the bloodstains on it, and sighed with a laugh, "I didn't expect your four pretty maids to be genuine girls, not those innocent-looking but actually lewd sluts. Miss Chen Qin, I wonder if I'll bleed when I attack you later?" "..."

Chen Qin's pretty face flushed slightly, avoiding the question. Looking at Yang Guo's fiercely thrusting weapon, she smiled and asked, "Chief Yang, judging from your skillful tactics and fierce fighting prowess, you're definitely not a virgin. Can you tell me, which beautiful woman is so lucky to have deflowered you?"

Yang Guo was startled, his fingers gripping Xue Lian's hair trembling. He sneered, "Miss Chen Qin has excellent eyesight, she can tell I've been deflowered. Alas, I, Yang Guo, a fine man, have had my virginity taken by a few vixens, unable to offer myself to my mother..."

After a pause, he regained his composure and asked with a smile, "Miss Chen Qin, may I ask which school or lineage your dance teacher belongs to?"

Chen Qin's eyes flashed, and she smiled, "Could it be that Young Master Yang has already discerned the characteristics of my dance and guessed who taught me?"

Yang Guo was taken aback, somewhat regretting his impulsive words. He guessed that the person teaching Chen Qin to dance must be one of the four prostitutes from the Langyue Opera Troupe. If Chen Qin became aware of his hatred for the troupe and tipped them off, causing the prostitutes to flee, he would have difficulty getting revenge. He

chuckled foolishly, "How could I possibly appreciate dance? I certainly couldn't tell who Miss Chen Qin was dancing to."

Chen Qin smiled and said, "Let me tell you. My teacher is a stunning beauty, a Hui woman named Ma Li. If she weren't so elusive, I would have introduced you to her long ago."

Yang Guo was startled and murmured, "Ma Li? Ma Li?..."

Upon hearing this name, Yang Guo realized his guess was wrong. It seemed that the person teaching Chen Qin to dance wasn't from the Langyue Opera Troupe; otherwise, the name would have been one of Gui Xiang, Mei Ying, Lan Zhi, or Tan Jing.

Relieved, he chuckled, "Ma Li, Ma Li... Hmm, what a lovely name... Is she as pretty as Miss Chen Qin?"

Chen Qin playfully retorted, "Chief Yang, you're teasing me! I know I'm not very pretty, but I can tell you, Miss Ma Li is not only prettier than me, but even prettier than my four pretty maids. As for just how pretty she is, I can't describe it, but you'll see when you meet her."

Yang Guo was intrigued. At that moment, he was targeting Xingxiu, one of the pretty maids. In his opinion, Xingxiu was the most beautiful of the four. If Miss Ma Li was even prettier than Xingxiu, just how beautiful was she?

Thinking this, Yang Guo tightened his grip on Xingxiu's hair, causing her to scream, "Ouch!... Chief Yang, you're so cruel... You're killing me..."

Yang Guo thrust forward, aggressively attacking Xingxiu, and said with a wicked smile, "Miss Xingxiu, it's not that I'm cruel, I'm just training you. The martial world is dangerous, and one day you might inevitably fall into the hands of a lecher. If one day you are surrounded by a group of sexually voracious and highly skilled men, you will thank me for training you today, because after my training, you will be able to withstand hundreds of men..." "The man's fierce assault, hehe..."

Chen Qin couldn't help but look longing upon hearing this, murmuring, "Being surrounded by a group of sexually driven and highly skilled men, enduring the fierce assault of hundreds of men... ah... what an exciting experience that would be..."

Chapter 198

Yang Guo looked at Chen Qin's expression and listened to her tone of voice, and couldn't help but curse inwardly, "So slutty! She even longs to be attacked by a group of strong men in turns!..."

At this moment, he was on the verge of losing his composure, releasing Xingxiu and grabbing Lüqi's hair.

Lüqi was already somewhat dazed, murmuring, "Chief Yang, why do you always refuse to let me go?"

Yang Guo smiled wickedly, not answering her question, thrusting his body, and once again assaulting her body.

Chen Qin chuckled, "Lüqi, don't you understand? Why does Chief Yang always like to visit you? Because you... hehe... because you look like his mother..." She

then turned to Yang Guo and asked, "Chief Yang, what's the psychology behind your rough treatment of a woman who looks like your mother?" Yang Guo

chuckled wickedly, "You want to call me a pervert? Hehe, go ahead and call me that, I won't get angry, because I believe that every genius has a bit of a freakish side." "From Plato in ancient Greece, to the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, to Li Bai and Wu Daozi in the Tang Dynasty, and now Yang Guo, it's all the same..."

Chen Qin said with a playful laugh, "Chief Yang, you are truly a peculiar person. Sometimes you are very humble, and sometimes you think extremely highly of yourself. You actually compare yourself to the geniuses and extraordinary people of ancient times, but I do believe that you are a genius."

Yang Guo's hand tightly gripped Lü Qi's hair, pulling her pretty face back violently, almost breaking her.

Chen Qin couldn't help but frown and said, "Chief Yang, can you be gentle? Wouldn't it be a pity if you killed the talented woman I've worked so hard to cultivate?"

Lü Qi murmured, "Kill... kill me then... I'd rather die..."

Yang Guo let out a nearly miserable howl, suddenly released Lü Qi, and fell backward to the ground.

Lan Yin, Xing Xiu, and Xue Lian rushed forward, each wanting to be the first to suck on the weapon that was constantly spewing lava.

Yang Guo pushed them away, stood up again, grabbed Lü Qi's hair, and kept shooting bullets at her dazed face.

Chen Qin couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, Lü Qi, it seems that resembling Chief Yang's mother is not your pride or honor, but your misfortune. You will suffer more attacks and torment than others..."

Yang Guo shot Lü Qi until her face was covered in white splatter before releasing her, panting, and turning to face Lan Yin, Xing Xiu, and Xue Lian, making them kneel before him and tasting the remaining liquid bullets with their cherry lips.

After cleaning the weapon, Yang Guo felt very tired and dragged his feet towards the bathtub.

Chen Qin shouted, "Don't come any closer!"

The four pretty maids sprang up like lightning, lined up, and blocked Yang Guo's way.

Yang Guo was taken aback, then laughed in surprise, "What are you doing? I've done such hard work, I'm covered in sweat, can't you let me take a nice hot bath?"

Chen Qin tossed a gauze towel draped over the edge of the tub into the air, her body leaping from the water, splashing water all over Yang Guo's face.

When he wiped the water from his face and could see clearly again, Chen Qin was already standing before him, smiling, wrapped in that not-so-transparent gauze towel.

Yang Guo couldn't help but feel annoyed and asked, "Miss Chen Qin, what does this mean? Weren't you going to help me bathe? Why are you dressed again?"

Chen Qin smiled and waved her hand, and the four pretty maids reluctantly glanced at Yang Guo before leaving the bedroom.

Yang Guo shook his head and said with a wry smile, "What are you up to? You can tell me now."

Chen Qin, noticing Yang Guo's still-twitching weapon, blushed and scolded, "Chief Yang, you're a man of status and manners. Could you please put that thing back? Leaving it out like that while talking to people makes them very embarrassed..."

Yang Guo smiled wryly, put the weapon back in his crotch, fastened his belt, and said calmly, "Now it's all right, everyone's civilized. Whatever tricks you're up to, you can say them now, right?"

Chen Qin looked at Yang Guo's handsome face and scolded, "Chief Yang, why do you always disbelieve in the good side of human nature? Why do you always assume people are up to some kind of trick?

" He chuckled dryly, his face darkening, and asked, "Isn't that so? I, Yang Guo, am not without self-awareness. Although I admit I'm somewhat handsome, if you had no ulterior motives, you wouldn't go to such lengths to curry favor with me. Especially your father; I believe he's already dispatched experts to surround this bedroom, his aim being this Black Bamboo Token on my person, isn't it?"

Chen Qin was taken aback, then smiled bitterly, "Chief Yang, you're overthinking it. My father isn't home; he left earlier due to matters at the branch headquarters. Even if my father has any designs on you, that's his personal matter, not mine." " I truly like you..."

Yang Guo laughed heartily. "Since you truly like me, why are you dressed and not serving me your body while I bathe?"

Chen Qin's beautiful eyes revealed a gentle expression as she sighed softly, "Chief Yang, you don't really understand me... Actually, I'm a... person who values friendship very much..."

Yang Guo was taken aback, then smiled faintly, "Values friendship? Hmm, that's undeniable, because it's clear you treat your four pretty maids like sisters, willingly letting them enjoy the pleasure of being attacked by me first, while you only..." "Watching her bathe,"

Chen Qin said with a playful laugh. "Chief Yang, you've misunderstood. That's not what I meant. The friendship I'm referring to isn't about my relationship with the four pretty maids. They're just my maids, in a servant's position. How can they develop an equal friendship with me?"

Yang Guo sighed, "Miss Chen Qin, your thinking is dangerous. It's typical bourgeois ideology, placing yourself in the position of a corrupt exploiting class, which runs counter to the ideology of socialism with Chinese characteristics..."

After a pause, he asked, "So, what exactly is this friendship you're talking about?"

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