The Legend of the Heroine Bai Yu

The Guanyin Temple in the mountains had returned to its usual tranquility, but seven days prior, a shocking
incident had occurred. Bai Yu, the leader of the White Lotus Sect and the most powerful female martial artist in the land, was crippled, captured, and bound in this dilapidated temple by a group of rudimentary local militia
led was then repeatedly raped by the militia and nearly died
from their brutal torture. Later, Yang Mo, the local commander of the Thunder and Lightning Sect, arrived
promptly after being informed by his subordinate Yang Gouzi. He impersonated the chivalrous Wang Dahai and killed all the militia, then tricked Bai Yu into hiding in
the tunnels , hoping to extract the location of the White Lotus Sect's treasure and martial arts secrets from her.
That evening, a woman in white, wearing a bamboo hat, a white veil,
a . She was slender and exuded a sacred aura. As she
passed the Guanyin Temple, she noticed the temple gate was cracked. Judging from the crack, it had been recently shattered by a master of external martial arts. She stopped, focused her mind, and used the
"Mysterious Maiden Heart Sutra" to listen carefully. Only after confirming that no
one was within a hundred feet of the temple did she enter. Upon entering, a pungent, fishy stench assaulted her nostrils. Then, her foot slipped, and she looked down to find
patches of yellowish-brown, burnt-looking matter scattered throughout the temple hall, reeking of excrement and urine. Feeling nauseous, she quickly
avoided the filth and carefully examined the temple. She was unaware that this was actually the residue of sexual intercourse and
a mixture of , which had remained wet due to the recent damp weather.
The woman in white noticed signs of a struggle on the temple walls, but no obvious clues. She
then went to the back of the temple and discovered a pond surrounded by overgrown weeds. She glanced down and saw that her snow-white boots
were stained with some yellow filth, which disgusted her greatly. Even the soles of her feet felt itchy, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. She
bent down and took off the boots.
Surprisingly, underneath the white cloth boots were not socks, but a pair of silver-white knee-high boots, seemingly extending above
the knee . She was also wearing a pair of silver-white gloves that covered her arms, seemingly made of the same material as the boots.
The woman in white casually tossed the soiled boots aside, took out another pair of white boots from her bundle, put them on, and stood up to walk into
the temple .
Just as she was about to leave the Guanyin Temple, she looked up and saw a piece of white cloth peeking out from a pile of broken wood. She
went over and pulled it out, only to find it was a blood-stained white boot, the sole of which was torn. She was shocked and
compared the boot's size to her disciple's foot; it was exactly the same size.
The woman in white deduced that the boots must belong to her disciple, Bai Yu. The hidden iron plate in the sole was also
missing , indicating that the enemy must have discovered the secret of the acupoints on her feet, which was why they captured her. Strangely,
the news that had come in recent days was only that Bai Yu had jumped off a cliff and died; there had been no news of her capture.
It turned out that this woman in white was Bai Yu's mentor, the Snow Peak Goddess. Years ago, Bai Yu
resolutely descended the mountain to join the White Lotus Sect's anti-Qing uprising to avenge Qi Lin, and the Snow Peak Goddess could not stop him.
Two years ago, she accidentally discovered a peculiar silver-white protective garment in a mountain cave. It
consisted of three parts: gloves, a quilt, and long boots. The material was as thin as a cicada's wing yet as tough as steel, impervious to swords and spears, and unaffected by water and fire. Wearing
it it could protect almost the entire body except for the head.
After wearing it for a while, the Snow Peak Goddess discovered an astonishing secret: besides protecting herself, this treasured garment could
generate a strange power (what modern people would call a magnetic field), stimulating the body's meridians to operate at high speed. Practicing with this power for one month
was equivalent to three years of training. With the help of the garment, the Snow Peak Goddess actually cultivated the eighth level of the "Mysterious Maiden Heart Sutra," a level she had failed
to break through . Overjoyed, she intensified her training, aiming to reach the invincible
ninth level in her lifetime.
Now, however, she deeply regretted not giving the garment to her disciple sooner. With her eighth-level
cultivation and aptitude, her disciple would surely have quickly reached the ninth level. At that time, the energy points on the soles of her feet would automatically disappear, and her body's energy would be like
a surging, inexhaustible ocean. Coupled with this treasured garment, even a thousand armies could not stop her.
Last month, upon learning that her disciple was trapped here, she rushed to help, only to discover that her disciple had jumped off a cliff and committed suicide. Grief-stricken,
she also wanted to find her disciple's body so that it could be laid to rest. However, she infiltrated the Qing army camp and examined Bai Yu's body. Although
the body was mangled and bloody, the skeleton still indicated that the person was not Bai Yu. Thus, she held
onto a sliver of hope and searched the area extensively, where she discovered this clue.
The Snow Peak Goddess, anxious and remorseful, resolved to find Bai Yu, even if it meant turning the entire area upside down, she
had to find him alive or dead. Immediately, she channeled her inner energy and with a casual palm strike, cleaved a gap more than a meter high in the wall, and
with a swift movement , slipped through the gap and disappeared into the woods. The Snow Peak Goddess, confident in her martial arts skills and treasures, believed she could
roam freely, but nothing is absolute. Bai Yu had been captured and humiliated due to a moment of carelessness. If she hadn't
discovered this boot today, perhaps her tragic fate could have been different.
Yang Gouzi tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, a persistent ache in his genitals. In truth,
he hadn't slept well for days. Every time he closed his eyes, images of Bai Yu bound to the
altar : her snow-white, high breasts, her shapely, long legs,
the fleeting pleasure of his penis penetrating her untouched virgin territory, the sight of her sweating,
struggling , her face contorted with shame and rage.
Then, during Bai Yu's struggles, she kicked him hard, nearly destroying his manhood. He
was for three hours, the rest of which was spent with his "good brother." Only after he found Yang Mo
to dispose of the villagers' corpses with corpse-dissolving powder and returned home did he realize his manhood was almost numb with pain,
swollen and painful. He quickly sought a doctor for treatment and stayed home to recover.
These past few days, Yang Mo had been spreading rumors that a ghost in the mountains had devoured more than twenty local militiamen, and that he had paid
some money to the militiamen's families to cover it up. Yesterday, the prefect suddenly summoned Yang Mo, saying that several officers
had , and the perpetrator was said to be a woman dressed in white. Rumors circulated that she
was actually the White-Clad Heroine Bai Yu, who had survived a fall from a cliff and was now seeking revenge on the Qing army. He was ordered to immediately lead men to the scene
to the Qing army in apprehending the culprit.
Yang Mo naturally knew that the person was not Bai Yu, but he dared not disobey his superior's orders. He could only instruct Xiao Mei, Xiao Ju,
Yang Gouzi, and others to keep the secret, absolutely not to reveal Bai Yu's whereabouts, and even more importantly, not to let her discover his plan.
If anything went wrong, they were all to disappear without a trace.
The thought that such a beautiful and highly skilled woman like Bai Yu had been raped and deflowered by him was truly unsettling.
He was filled with pride, but it was only once. Now that Yang Mo was gone, only a few people knew the location of the secret passage,
and he dared not enter it to have another passionate encounter with Bai Yu. It was truly frustrating.
Yang Gouzi had a foot fetish and loved to play with the jade feet of beautiful women. But ever since he had played with Bai Yu's slender and delicate
feet, he had lost interest in almost all women, not even in going to brothels. His heart felt like it was crawling with
hundreds and thousands of ants.
Suddenly, he remembered that when he destroyed Bai Yu's tattered clothes that day, he seemed to have missed a boot. He wondered if he had left
any unnecessary clues. If Yang Mo found out, it would be terrible. He couldn't help but put on his clothes, light a lantern, and
head towards the Guanyin Temple where he had been from that day.
An hour later, Yang Gouzi arrived at the Guanyin Temple and found that the filth left there ten days ago had not yet dried, and
the stench was still very strong. He closed his eyes and tried his best to recall the scene from that day, hoping to turn back time and relive the past
. Unexpectedly, there was a gap more than a meter high in one of the walls, with the surrounding bricks and stones shattered, not like it was
made by a hammer.
Suspicious, Yang Gouzi searched around but did not find the boot. After a while, he turned and walked into the pond in the backyard.
Looking at the clear water, he couldn't help but recall the scene of peeping at Bai Yu undressing and bathing there. He felt his
penis harden again. Although the pain had not subsided, being able to have a moment of ecstasy with such a beautiful woman was worth it even if he was kicked hundreds of times by
those beautiful feet.
Suddenly, he noticed a pair of white boots by the pool. Bending down to pick
them up, he saw they were relatively new, with a few yellow stains. The boots were of fine quality, made of supple silk, seemingly not from
the Central Plains . He wondered who would be so wasteful as to carelessly discard such fine material here.
Judging by the size, the boots appeared to be women's. Yang Gouzi's lust was instantly aroused again. He thought, "I wonder
which woman took off her boots here. If I had been there, I certainly wouldn't have let her get away." He wondered if these boots
were related to the gap in the wall.
He held the boots to his nose and smelled them, but strangely, there was no smell. This was because the Snow Peak Goddess
wore long silver boots; these white boots were merely a cover, leaving no
scent .
Disappointed, Yang Gouzi was rekindled with a strong desire for Bai Yu's jade-like feet. He thought to himself, "A person
only seeks pleasure in this life. If one cannot do what one wants, living is also a pain. I might as well risk my life."
He kicked the boots into his clothes, grabbed a lantern, and ran home.
Yang Gouzi found some cured meat, a jug of water, and a thick hemp rope, and sneaked
into Yang Mo's mansion under the cover of night. This mansion was said to have been the prison where Wei Zhongxian had imprisoned criminals. After nearly
two hundred years of vicissitudes, it was occupied by Yang Mo, and the secret passage was discovered during that time.
The passageway was a maze of interconnected lattices, leading in all directions, its destination unknown. Yang Mo had already
retired from and only needed a hiding place. He renovated the dozen or so rooms surrounding the passageway, while
blocking the inner passageway with brick walls. Yang Mo usually kept the kidnapped and forcibly taken women locked in the secret passage
for his sexual abuse and training. However, to accommodate Bai Yu, he had to kill all these women to avoid revealing his true intentions.
The entrance to the secret passage was hidden in the artificial hill in Yang Mo's courtyard. Yang Gouzi lifted the iron plate covered with weeds and descended the narrow
steps. At the end, he forcefully turned open a door more than a meter tall and half a foot thick.
The exit of the secret passage was located in the middle of the passage, indistinguishable from the surrounding walls, even the sound of climbing it was
identical, demonstrating the immense effort and manpower invested in its construction.
The passage was very quiet; only under the light of an oil lamp could one barely see the surroundings. Yang Gouzi listened intently and
sensed a sound coming from a room to the east, so he tiptoed towards it.
Following the sound, Yang Gouzi groped his way along the passage and peered into a room with a light shining from
the . Inside the room, which was about ten feet square, was a row of weapon racks, complete with swords, spears, and staffs. A
young girl, dressed in a light yellow warrior's outfit, with a pair of dark purple trousers and light green soft boots, was
vigorously kicking a sandbag, her forehead glistening with sweat. Two pretty maids stood beside her. Yang Gouzi's heart skipped
a beat, a mixture of excitement and fear. This girl was none other than Bai Yu, the White-Clad Heroine.
Ten days had passed, and Bai Yu seemed to have fully recovered. Her complexion was rosy, her
long hair was tied into a long braid, and her warrior's outfit accentuated her slender figure, exuding youthful vitality.
Seven days ago, she had regained her strength, and as soon as the injuries to her lower body and feet improved slightly, she began
practicing , trying to adapt to the state without the aid of internal energy. She also needed to change her previous fighting techniques.
She especially
needed to focus on legwork. In her current state, she could easily handle twenty or thirty villagers with only basic martial arts skills, but she had to strike a vital point decisively.
Otherwise, if they grabbed her hands and feet, and seven or eight strong men swarmed her and started a grappling match, she wouldn't have the
stamina to cope.
Against second- or third-rate fighters, she could put up a fight with her Autumn Water Broken Sword and her exquisite swordsmanship,
but against a first-rate master, defeat was certain. These past few days, she had been studying various combat scenarios to adjust her
mindset after the humiliation, gradually healing her emotional wounds. After all, she was an exceptionally strong woman. Thinking of
Wang Dahai still contacting her remaining troops, she rallied her spirits and stopped using tears and curses to get through the days.
At this moment, Bai Yu was practicing the "Mandarin Duck Consecutive Kicks," having already kicked hundreds of times.
She felt breathless, her heart pounding, and her legs were weak, with a faint pain emanating from the soles of her feet. A pang of sorrow struck her; her years of painstakingly cultivated internal energy were trapped
within her dantian, unusable. All because of a moment of carelessness, a rogue had pricked her foot with a needle, leaving her
in this state. Truly, man proposes, God disposes; she wondered when she would ever regain her strength.
At this moment, Xiao Mei beside her advised, "Miss Wang, you've practiced for quite a while today.
It's not good for your health to overexert yourself." Xiao Ju handed her a handkerchief to wipe her sweat. Bai Yu, also feeling
exhausted , said, "Thank you for keeping me company, my two sisters. You should also rest." The three of them
left the training hall and returned to their rooms to rest.
Bai Yu returned to her bedroom, took off all her outer clothes, changed into pajamas and sleepwear, and changed into her boots.
She slipped on her shoes, lay down on the bed, burrowed under the covers, and drifted off to sleep in no time.
A while later, the bedsheet under the bed was suddenly pulled back, and a disheveled-looking man emerged—
undoubtedly Yang Gouzi. He had seen the three women returning to their rooms to rest, so he had sneaked into Bai Yu's bedroom beforehand,
hiding under the bed to wait for her to fall asleep before making his move. Gazing at the stunningly beautiful woman sleeping soundly on the bed,
drool dripped from his mouth to the floor, his eyes gleaming with the ferocity of a wild beast hunting its prey, his mind filled with
the erotic image of himself pouncing on her and tearing her apart.
However, after waiting for a long time, Yang Gouzi still dared not make a move. Earlier, he had been driven by lust, only thinking of entering
the secret passage for some more pleasure. Now, with the beauty before him, he remembered Yang Mo's sinister and terrifying face,
and the horrific scene of him ruthlessly slaughtering the twenty-odd local militiamen who worked for him. He was enjoying himself, but if
Bai Yu's plan failed, Bai Yu would surely skin him alive, leaving him
wishing for death . He hesitated, then considered backing out.
After much deliberation, Yang Gouzi decided not to touch Bai Yu, but he couldn't just leave so easily; he needed
to alleviate his longing. He took two steps closer, wanting to see Bai Yu's naked body, but unfortunately,
her body was completely wrapped in blankets, even her feet were in slippers, making it impossible to see the jade-like
feet that haunted his dreams.
He rubbed his hands together anxiously, then turned and caught sight of Bai Yu's samurai outfit and squatting trousers on the clothes rack. He
quickly brought them to his nose and inhaled them frantically, savoring the lingering scent of the young girl. He then grabbed the soft boots from the ground
and stuffed his nose into them, inhaling the sweaty fragrance left on the soles of her feet. That unique, fresh scent was exactly the same as the smell he had when he played with
Wang Cong'er In his mind, he imagined himself caressing those flawless white jade feet,
while his other hand forcefully squeezed his already erect penis.
After a period of morbid enjoyment, Yang Gouzi felt that he was about to ejaculate. He quickly pulled down his trousers
, aimed at one of the boots, and shot a stream of yellowish-white filth into it, feeling an indescribable
pleasure . The thought of Bai Yu practicing her martial arts tomorrow wearing boots covered in his semen filled Yang Gouzi with
smug satisfaction. It was as if Bai Yu's feet had been soaked in his semen without her even realizing it, and
the
semen inside the
boots would dry quickly, making it virtually undetectable. Reluctantly, he put the boots back, waved his
now -soft penis 　　at Bai Yu, who was still fast asleep in bed, before turning and leaving her room. For the next two days, Yang Gouzi played a game of hide-and-seek with the three women. Several rooms in the secret passage were used for storing miscellaneous items, where he usually slept. When Bai Yu practiced or ate, he would sneak out to spy on her. What he
regretted
most
was that　　Bai Yu always closed the door when she bathed; the door was made of iron, leaving no gaps. He could only listen to the sound of water flowing through the door and imagine the beautiful scene . 　　He never imagined that the room next door was actually Yang Mo's secret hiding place for peeping at Bai Yu while she bathed. Otherwise, why wouldn't he have gone in and feasted his eyes on those two little holes? After Bai Yu fell asleep, he ejaculated in her boots as usual to vent his lust. 　　On the fourth day, Yang Gouzi once again used the same trick, hiding under Bai Yu's bed. He only crawled out from under the bed when he heard her even breathing. Just as he was about to get up, something cold pressed against the back of his neck, and a voice even colder than that came from behind: "Who are you? What are you doing under my bed? What did you put in my boots?" In an instant, Yang Gouzi's lust was completely washed away. He was terrified, and his heart sank into an abyss. 　Yang Gouzi had been careful in the past few days, leaving no loopholes. He hid in the storeroom every day, eating pickled meat and drinking water, and defecating in the same jar. Unfortunately, he still made a mistake. 　　Today, after practicing her martial arts, Bai Yu went to take a shower. Xiao Mei and Xiao Ju were outside joking, teasing each other about how smelly their feet were . Bai Yu couldn't help but sniff her socks as she took off her boots, only to find a strange odor emanating from them. 　　If it weren't for the incident at the Guanyin Temple, Bai Yu would have at most found it odd, but this time, the smell was something she would never forget. Those two nights and three days of frenzied torment at the Guanyin Temple had filled her nostrils with the stench of male semen, and being soaked in the semen-splattered floor was a hellish experience would never forget. 　　The semen Yang Gouzi had ejaculated into her boots had long since dried, but the sweat had re-dissolved it, staining her socks. Bai Yu turned the boots inside out and found the inside and soles covered in semen stains. The thought of practicing in boots filled with this filth made her want to vomit on the spot. 　　Terrified and uncertain, who had secretly sneaked in and committed such absurd and despicable acts ? 　　Bai Yu was determined to find out the truth. She absolutely refused to wear the boots and socks stained with semen again. She quickly took a shower, then told Xiao Mei and Xiao Ju to go back to their rooms to rest. She wrapped her feet in a towel and returned to her dormitory, pretending to go to bed. In reality, she kept a close watch on the boots placed . And just like that, she caught Yang Gouzi red-handed. 　　Yang Gouzi knew that if he looked up and Bai Yu saw his face, even ten lives wouldn't be enough for her to kill him. He could only make up a story: "Miss Wang, please don't misunderstand, I was actually sent by Master Wang to serve you." 　　Bai Yu sneered, "Serve me? Are you serving me from under the bed? Why are you sneaking around ? What kind of filthy thing did you put in my boots?" 　　Knowing he couldn't explain himself, Yang Gouzi continued his fabrication, "Miss Wang, you don't know, I'm naturally ugly and afraid of frightening a beauty like you. I know you have an injury on your foot, and I've applied my family's secret wound medicine to your boots, hoping your injury will heal soon. Today, I've also brought you a new pair of boots." After saying this, he...

She pulled out the pair of white boots she had picked up from the pool from her bosom.
Yang Gouzi's blatant lies had momentarily confused Bai Yu. His voice sounded somewhat familiar, so
she sheathed her sword a few inches and said, "Turn your face around so I can see clearly."
Yang Gouzi knew he had to face Bai Yu today no matter what, so he steeled himself and slowly
turned around . What appeared before him was a pair of slender feet wearing pink slippers, above which were purplish-brown trousers.
It turned out that Bai Yu hadn't changed into pajamas; she was still fully armed, only her soft boots had been replaced with slippers. Yang
Gouzi lowered his voice and said, "Miss Wang, we've actually met before. I died
unjustly in the Guanyin Temple a dozen days ago, and today I've returned as a vengeful ghost to claim your life."
With that, he suddenly raised his head, his face contorted with a fierce and menacing expression.
Bai Yu never dreamed that the lecherous man who had destroyed her skills and taken her virginity, and who had been dead for ten days,
would reappear before her. She feared nothing but ghosts, and in her terror, she dropped her sword,
her legs went weak, and she staggered backward, crying out, "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"
Yang Gouzi, knowing his chance was fleeting, seized the opportunity and swiftly grabbed Bai Yu 's slender feet
, forcefully lifting her. Bai Yu, momentarily stunned, slammed her head against the wall, seeing stars and her mind reeling. Yang
Gouzi pounced on the bed, grabbing her hands and twisting them behind her back. He then grabbed her thick, black braid
, tied it into a knot around her hands, and used the braid to bind them.
Bai Yu, sensing the danger, bent her knees, attempting to kick Yang Gouzi away, but the distance
was too great ; her kick not only missed but grazed his shoulder.
Yang Gouzi reacted swiftly. With one hand, he grabbed Bai Yu's raised right foot, while with the other, he
pulled out a prepared thick hemp rope from his pocket and wrapped it around her ankle. His knee pressed firmly against her other leg, and he
quickly looped the rope around her right foot, then threaded one end over the top of the bed frame. With a pull, he
instantly hoisted Bai Yu into the air.
Bai Yu, her right foot dangling from the bed frame, was still unwilling to be bound. She desperately tried to kick him with her
left leg , but it was too late. Yang Gouzi had already wrapped the other end of the rope around her left ankle and tied the other end
to the bedpost.
In less than a minute, their positions had completely reversed. Bai Yu's right foot was hoisted,
her left foot bound, and her hands tied behind her back with her braids, leaving her in a split position,
powerless to resist.
Bai Yu was instantly filled with shock and rage. She knew that the person in front of her wasn't a ghost, but the lecherous
man who had insulted her that day. She had fallen into his hands again due to a moment of distraction. In terms of real skill, even without a sword
, defeating Yang Gouzi would be a piece of cake. It was clear everyone had a nemesis, and Yang Gouzi was Bai Yu's natural nemesis .
"Lecherous man, release me immediately, or I'll tear you to pieces!" Knowing she couldn't escape, Bai Yu
could only threaten him, hoping to intimidate him.
Originally, Yang Gouzi only wanted to escape quickly after capturing Bai Yu. Hearing her curses, his
thuggish nature was aroused. He thought that since she had already discovered him, Yang's plan was bound to fail. He was going to
die anyway, so he might as well recoup his losses before he died.
He immediately slapped Bai Yu twice, grabbed her neck with one hand, forcing her mouth open, and
grabbed her dangling right slipper, forcefully shoving it into her mouth. He cursed viciously, "You filthy bitch, you
're going to ruin me this time! I was just going to let you soak in my holy water, but you had to act like
a heroine. What kind of trash are you? You're a worthless stinky chicken that my brother has played with hundreds of times.
I'm your first man, your husband. Now your husband is going to have some fun with you."
With that, he tore off Bai Yu's warrior outfit, revealing a white bodice underneath. He then
tore off the bodice as well, and her smooth, frost-like breasts were once again presented to him. After ten days of care,
Bai Yu's injuries had almost healed. Her breasts heaved violently, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Yang Gouzi bent down and bit down hard on the snow mound, then grabbed Bai Yu's crotch as she squatted down, pulling her trousers down forcefully
. With a "rip," large pieces of Bai Yu's outer trousers and inner panties were torn off,
and more than a dozen pubic hairs were ripped out in the force,
exposing .
Bai Yu trembled violently in pain, kicking her legs wildly, hoping to break free of her restraints. Unfortunately, the rope was
exceptionally strong, and no matter how hard she tried, it was to no avail. Her hands were also bound by her own flexible braids, making it impossible for her to break
free.
Yang Gouzi was only thinking about venting his pent-up lust, his actions were rough and fierce, showing no
mercy , wanting to inflict the greatest torment and pain on Bai Yu before he died. He pulled down his pants, revealing
his already erect member, and casually grabbed Bai Yu's right foot, which was dangling in the air. The foot writhed desperately, its ten
jade-like toes pressed together, seemingly trying to resist his advances with its last ounce of strength.
Yang Gouzi's favorite thing was Bai Yu's feet; touching them brought him immense excitement and
pleasure fetishist harbored a terrifying thought: after he had his fill of Bai Yu, he would cut
off her jade-like feet and take them with him. If he could escape Yang Mo's pursuit, he would spend the rest of his life sleeping with those feet.
He stroked the smooth, white jade feet, noticing a red dot on the sole—the very spot where he had pricked Wang Cong'er
's Yongquan acupoint with a needle that day. The touch of bright red against the snow-white background added to its sensuality.
Yang Gouzi didn't waste any more time. He gripped Bai Yu's left breast with one hand, pressed down on her lower back with the other, and took her right foot
into , forcefully thrusting his taut, erect penis between her legs.
In an instant, Bai Yu felt as if she were back in that hellish night more than ten days ago, the
lecherous man who had taken her precious virginity had violated her once again. The pain between her legs intensified, and
the humiliation she had gradually forgotten enveloped her once more.
She felt as if she had been mocked by fate, having the upper hand yet ending up in this
predicament , her superior martial arts skills repeatedly defeated by a weakling. The resentment in her heart far outweighed
the physical pain.
Yang Gouzi didn't care about her inner turmoil; he was now utterly satisfied, his mouth devouring the world...
He was on the most delicious jade feet, and below him was the little hole of the most beautiful female martial arts master in the world. The tightness in the little hole
made him feel as if he was losing his virginity again. He was so happy that he wrapped his whole body around Bai Yu
. But it was hard on her right foot, which was hanging on the bed frame. It was because she was bearing the weight of two people at the same time, and the rope cut straight into
her flesh.
While venting his anger, Yang Gouzi said, "Bah! What number one female martial arts master? What Bai Yu?
He's just a complete idiot! Do you think that guy is really Wang Dahai? He's our local captain, Yang Mo!
He . Do you think the Qing army will fight you for years? I, Gouzi, am as clever as Zhuge Liang!
You're going to die anyway, so I'll give you a quick death. Consider your beautiful little feet a thank-you gift
."
Although Bai Yu was in great pain, she suddenly understood after hearing Yang Gouzi's words. No wonder this Wang Dahai
always gave people a sense of unease; he was an imposter. His holding her captive must be part of a huge
conspiracy. Even if she died, she couldn't let him succeed. With this thought, she calmed down again and focused on finding
a way to escape.
Yang Gouzi vented his anger three times in one breath, feeling exhausted. He immediately lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Wang Cong'er was utterly exhausted after the previous round of brutal torture. If she hadn't been suspended by ropes, she would have been lying on the bed long ago,
unable to get up . She felt swelling in her right foot, knowing that the rape had severely
torn and injured her ankle. It was a case of old wounds healing only to be reopened with new ones. She was covered in sweat, and foul fluid was still flowing from her
left leg onto the bed.
Calming herself, she tried to break free. Suddenly, she remembered her sect's bone-shrinking technique. Although she couldn't muster her full
power, she could still try, relying on her well-trained muscles and bones. She focused her strength on her arms, using the advantage of a woman's
muscular physique slowly free herself from her bound braids. Overjoyed, she tried to use the same technique
to free her feet as well, but her left foot was unable to support her weight on the bed, and her right foot was firmly bound by ropes that dug into her flesh.
Knowing she couldn't escape, she stopped wasting her energy and tried desperately to use the Autumn Water Sword beside the bed to cut the ropes.
Unfortunately, her hand was more than two feet away from the sword, and her body was restricted by the ropes, preventing her from moving. She remembered Yang Gouzi's
threat to kill her; if the time came, she would have to improvise and seize the sword to save herself.
[The End]

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