[Urban] Rebirth of a Beauty's Domination (Complete) - 10-12

Chapter 34 Trapped in a Dire Situation

The burly man's eyes widened, staring coldly at Long Xingxie, and he said ruthlessly, "This is my territory. You brat, you absorbed so much of my spiritual power earlier. Don't be ungrateful. If it were for that crazy woman's sake, I would have torn you to pieces."

Long Xingxie's eyes darted around. From the man's words, he realized that the burly man was definitely on par with the nameless girl in his sea of consciousness. Moreover, judging from the man's tone, the two were likely mortal enemies.

Thinking of this, Long Xingxie's expression changed. He suddenly realized that the nameless girl's injuries might have been caused by this burly man who was neither dragon nor human. Judging from the man's appearance, his injuries didn't seem to have fully healed. Even so, Long Xingxie didn't want to provoke the man before him. He had felt that vast and overwhelming power emanating from the nameless girl. As someone on par with her, even if the man was injured, he was still terrifying.

"Spiritual power? Could it be that black mist?" Long Xingxie, not wanting the burly man to realize his intention to leave, deliberately continued the conversation.

"Hmph!" The burly man's face turned somewhat ugly. "That black mist is the spiritual power transformed from my physical body! Get out of my sight! I get annoyed just looking at you!"

The burly man's words angered Long Xingxie, but he knew this wasn't the time to argue with him. Long Xingxie clasped his hands in a fist salute and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Just as Long Xingxie was about to leave, the burly man suddenly spoke again, giving Long Xingxie a half-smile. "Haha, so that crazy woman was obviously more injured than me! Haha, I almost got fooled by her! Haha, let's see if I don't refine this brat. Once you're dead, that woman will also vanish from this world." "

With that, the burly man raised his hands high, looking up as if gazing at something, or perhaps praying for something, his entire being exuding a strange aura.

Long Xingxie, who had been observing him closely, changed his expression upon hearing this, inwardly exclaiming: 'Not good!'

Long Xingxie quickly adjusted his physical state, first setting up a powerful defense around himself, then summoning the Dragon-Slaying Sword he had used in his previous life. He then began to activate the Dragon Emperor True Technique, the sword tip erupting with purple light, drawing all the destructive energy within the space, condensing it into a purple flame that hovered on the sword tip, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, poised to strike.

The burly man withdrew his gaze, giving Long Xingxie a cold look, then let out a sharp roar, his handsome face revealing a ferocious and domineering expression. His body vanished in a flash, appearing outside Long Xingxie in the next instant.

'I intend to leave, what is the meaning of this?!'" "!" Long Xingxie roared.

The burly man remained silent, only staring coldly at him as he spun around. From the void, the burly man's voice echoed: "Blame yourself for associating with that madwoman!"

Long Xingxie sneered, and in a flash, the Dragon-Slaying Sword above his head slashed down, aiming straight for him. "You really think I'm afraid of you?"

Long Xingxie knew things had come to this point; further words were useless, only battle! Battle! Battle!

Although the burly man and the nameless girl were on the same level, Long Xingxie was fearless in the face of those who had provoked him!

Of course, perhaps the burly man was very strong fifty years ago, but now that he was injured, Long Xingxie could still fight!

A destructive sword cleaved through the void, carrying supreme power, striking the burly man's head, but was blocked by a halo of light, causing them to stalemate and bounce back.

"Boy, I must say you have guts. Although I only have this wisp of my primordial spirit left after my battle with that madwoman, it's enough to deal with you!" "Look up, and you'll notice something's different."

Long Xingxie's expression was grave. He looked around and saw that the space, originally a hundred feet in diameter, was shrinking. Simultaneously, on the light barrier of the space's surface, the black mist formed eight galactic star charts, shimmering with dazzling light, condensing into eight earth-shattering forces that began to shoot towards him.

"Why is this happening?" Long Xingxie asked in astonishment.

A sinister smile appeared on the face of the burly man hidden in the void as he explained, "The reason is simple: since this space is my territory, I can control it. I didn't activate it before because I wanted you to absorb enough spiritual energy to strengthen your body, so you could meet my requirements for possession. But now that things have come to this, there's no need to hide it anymore. Today, you are doomed here!" "As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared, and the burly man appeared above Long Xingxie's head.

Cautiously surveying his surroundings, Long Xingxie simultaneously used the "Dragon Emperor's Undying" technique for defense and activated the Dragon-Slaying Sword for a second counterattack. This time, he increased the power of the sword by another level; under his activation, the Dragon-Slaying Sword's power was stronger than before, and he believed this time it wouldn't be in vain. But just as he was about to strike, a bright bolt of lightning suddenly struck from above, hitting the Dragon-Slaying Sword above his head. Its fierce force almost shattered the power he had gathered.

This attack came suddenly, but what Long Xingxie didn't expect was that the eight star charts on the light barrier began to erupt. The continuous attacks, imbued with a violent and majestic aura, forced him to face attacks from eight directions simultaneously, leaving him completely overwhelmed. In

mid-air, the burly man, observing his situation, saw that Long Xingxie was in dire straits and couldn't help but say, "Boy, this is my territory, the territory of the Demon Dragon Envoy." "This place is peculiar. Everything within it is bound by a single law."

Long Xingxie was in a foul mood. Although he possessed the strength of a Earth-rank cultivator, facing wave after wave of terrifying, endless attacks, he couldn't help but feel a sense of weariness. However, regardless of his mood, as long as he wasn't defeated, Long Xingxie wouldn't show weakness. While defending with all his might, he angrily shouted, "So what?"

The burly man sneered, "Nothing much. I'm just telling you that this space has the ability to automatically attack any outsider. Combined with my control, the power emitted by the continuous patterns around us is enough to exhaust you to death.

" Startled, Long Xingxie shouted sharply, "You monster, neither dragon nor human, do you really think you can destroy me like this? If you're so capable, don't rely on the power of this space. Come and fight me yourself!"

Long Xingxie wanted to use provocation to force the burly man into a fight.

The burly man remained unmoved, coldly saying, "Boy, do you think I don't understand your little schemes?! In this world, who cares about the methods, as long as victory is achieved, who cares if the means are despicable! I only have a wisp of my primordial spirit left. If I didn't borrow the power of this space, dealing with you would be quite troublesome. Don't be unconvinced; all the power in this space is transformed from my shattered physical body back then. This power is also part of my power."

The burly man's words made Long Xingxie's body tremble. The vast black mist in this space was all transformed from the burly man's shattered physical body. If that's the case, how strong must he have been at his peak?! A sense of horror rose in Long Xingxie's heart.

"Boy, when the space shrinks to a certain size, the demonic energy on the walls will sense you. Then you will be destroyed. Since you're about to die, I'll tell you some secrets. Do you know my identity?"

"Who are you?" While pressing him, Long Xingxie strengthened his defenses, his divine sword spinning rapidly, dense sword light spreading out in layers to resist the light barrier.

"I am the Netherworld King, the Netherworld Demon Dragon!" the powerful voice boomed.

"What?! The Netherworld!" Long Xingxie exclaimed in shock. He knew of the Netherworld, because in his previous life, Long Zhan had mentioned it to his nine brothers. This realm was ruled by the Netherworld Demon Dragon lineage, passed down through generations. Each generation of demon dragons possessed extraordinary abilities and unparalleled demonic power. Furthermore, the Netherworld Demon Dragon and the ancient divine dragons were mortal enemies, and the Dragon Emperor's True Technique cultivated in the Human Emperor Realm aimed to achieve the physique of a divine dragon. In that sense, Long Xingxie and the Netherworld Demon Dragon were also adversaries.

"Yes! Haha, judging from your expression, you seem to know about the Netherworld!" the burly man stared at Long Xingxie.

Long Xingxie nodded. "The Netherworld's ruler, the Netherworld Demon Dragon, is awe-inspiring. So why have you fallen to such a state? Hiding in this dark and sunless space?"

Hearing Long Xingxie's words, the burly man, the Netherworld Demon Dragon, revealed a sinister look. "It's all that madwoman in your sea of consciousness's fault. Back then, this demon envoy merely crossed the boundary and came to this plane of Earth by accident, never expecting to encounter this madwoman."

"The madwoman in my sea of consciousness?" Long Xingxie asked, puzzled.

"Yes! This madwoman is the guardian of this Earth plane. When I encountered her, she relentlessly pursued me. We fought for seven days and seven nights, ultimately resulting in mutual destruction. My physical body shattered, and a wisp of my primordial spirit, along with my broken body, entered this jade pendant. Relying on this wisp of spirit, I used the power of my own body to create this space within the pendant. Over the years, I have been slowly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, hoping to rebuild my body as soon as possible to seek revenge on this madwoman. If you hadn't awakened me today with your dragon energy, I would still be asleep."

At this point, everything became clear to Long Xingxie. As a fellow member of the dragon lineage, the Netherworld Demon Dragon was naturally very sensitive to his dragon energy. It must have truly sensed Long Xingxie's special nature that led the Netherworld Demon Dragon to absorb him into this space, intending to possess him.

As Long Xingxie's mind raced, the burly man spoke again, "Boy, prepare to die! No! This demonic envoy will possess your body and then lock that woman forever in my sea of consciousness!"

Faced with this desperate situation, Long Xingxie fought back fiercely, his Dragon Emperor True Technique circulating and hindering the tightening of the two halos around his waist. Above his head, a wisp of eerie light flashed rapidly—it was Long Xingxie's materialized spiritual power, desperately resisting to escape annihilation.

The light barrier surrounding him drew closer, its pressure increasing with each shrinking radius, causing the binding force on Long Xingxie, positioned at the center, to intensify, gradually leading him towards destruction.

Enraged by this, Long Xingxie, with his innate pride, was filled with resentment. His hands rapidly switched between hand seals, trying to find a way to reverse the situation.

The feeling of danger was terrifying, but for Long Xingxie, it was strangely familiar, because in his previous life, when he was being hunted by his brother, he had already teetered on the brink of death. Therefore, even now, he remained remarkably calm. However, composure is relative; no one can claim to be fearless, it all depends on the circumstances before death.

In his resistance, Long Xingxie held back a portion of his strength. For him, always having a backup plan was the secret to his consistent victories.

At this moment, within this incredibly mysterious barrier of light, Long Xingxie was most concerned with the eight wondrous star charts evolving, emanating an evil and violent aura.

Standing motionless, Long Xingxie controlled a wisp of his spiritual power, conducting a comprehensive survey of the entire space. Soon, the information returned; Long Xingxie discovered a strange aura, growing stronger, converging on him from all directions.

Analyzing that aura, Long Xingxie was astonished to find that it was an energy he had never encountered before. Its properties were so bizarre, easily penetrating his defenses without being affected by him.

This aura was extremely profound, seemingly the purest form of evil energy in the world, possessing the power to restrain and destroy any non-evil energy.

Faced with this attacking force, Long Xingxie's Dragon Emperor True Technique, which cultivated Dragon Essence Power, offered almost no resistance. Under such circumstances, he was powerless against the immense power of the entire light barrier.

Long Xingxie created a defensive light shield using his mental energy. However, this mental shield was slowly permeated by the evil energy emanating from the light barrier. Although the power was weakened after being filtered through the mental shield, it retained its essence, launching a devastating attack on the Dragon Essence Power within Long Xingxie's body.

This was a continuous process. Initially, Long Xingxie was naturally able to resist, but as the evil energy continued to permeate and the attack intensified, anxiety and rage surfaced on his usually composed face. During

this time, Long Xingxie had already switched between several techniques, but while there were some effects, they were not significant, and the destructive force remained unstoppable.

A sense of vicissitude welled up within him. Despite his unwillingness, Long Xingxie's mind raced, his mental energy still analyzing the nature of the light barrier surrounding him.

From the moment the Netherworld Dragon launched its attack, Long Xingxie had never ceased probing the barrier of light. However, each time his spiritual power gained something, the barrier either devoured it, preventing Long Xingxie from fully understanding it.

Now, the barrier tightened, and the evil power grew stronger. When the barrier completely closed in, it would be the moment of Long Xingxie's demise.

Despair replaced composure. Long Xingxie resisted the external attacks with resentment, but his mind drifted back to the past. In his previous life, the happiest time wasn't in his youth, but in his childhood, because his father and brothers hadn't changed, and they still doted on him. Long Xingxie thought of this life. He hadn't had a chance to go back and see his mother, hadn't had a chance to take over the Long family, couldn't fulfill his promise to Shangguan Yun'er, couldn't keep his agreement with Chenxi, and couldn't conquer that beautiful, cold, and beautiful teacher.

Tan Feifei, though he always called her his sex slave. But she was his first woman, this spoiled and willful eldest daughter of the Tan family. Though capricious and willful, she gave him all her love.

Long Tian, before his awakening, though he was foolish and unable to perform sexually, this grandfather gave him all his love. He protected him, cared for him, and shielded him from all gossip. Until his death.

Love in this life was his most precious possession. Although there might be no future, thinking of these things always brought a smile to Long Xingxie's face. Because of his two lifetimes, he, Long Xingxie, finally had something worth remembering.

Outside him, a spherical light barrier approached step by step, now shrinking to a diameter of ten feet, forcing the spiritual energy shield emitted by Long Xingxie to cling tightly to his body.

From the outside, the light barrier looked like a protective shield, firmly protecting Long Xingxie's body. But in reality, this dazzling light barrier was frantically devouring Long Xingxie's life, pushing him step by step towards hell.

His body trembled, and Long Xingxie awoke from his memories. Taking a moment's look at his own condition, Long Xingxie's lips curled into a bitter smile. His dragon essence was already nearly depleted, yet the attacks from outside had doubled in strength. Such a disparity in power made the outcome predictable.

In his previous life, Long Xingxie had never given up even in the face of death, but this time he knew he was truly in dire straits. The light barrier controlled by the Netherworld Demon Dragon would ultimately destroy him.

Pain began to seep into Long Xingxie's soul. The evil energy was like a sharp sword, relentlessly pursuing his dragon essence, destroying his meridians wherever it went, easily piercing his defenses.

His body began to lose control, his soul drifting away. At this moment, Long Xingxie was filled with rage, wanting to roar, wanting to vent, but he was already powerless.

A sigh escaped his lips for the first time in despair. Long Xingxie roared inwardly, but it was all too late. In his dying moments, Long Xingxie let go of everything. Since death was inevitable, why not die peacefully before it ends?

Letting go of everything, Long Xingxie recalled the beautiful things from his previous life. The memories of his nine sisters-in-law from his past life, the care from his grandfather Long Tian in this life, and his encounter and love with Tan Feifei—these recurring images in his mind, the beautiful past making him forget everything before him.

As life gradually came to an end, Long Xingxie's consciousness began to blur. But the thought of his nine sisters-in-law from his past life filled him with rage and regret. Hatred resurfaced in his heart; the hatred for his nine brothers from his past life was unforgettable, but what he cared about most were his nine sisters-in-law.

Once, he vowed to find his nine sisters-in-law and have them by his side forever. But now, that vow had become a dream. Once, Long Xingxie vowed to fight his way back to the Human Emperor Realm, but now, that experiment had become a dream.

Long Xingxie let out a deep sigh.

This sigh was silent, yet it was Long Xingxie's strongest obsession before death, his greatest regret in both his past and present lives. Thus, though seemingly silent, it possessed the power to pierce through the three realms and seven worlds. This sigh was filled with deep affection, apology, resentment, and sorrow. It contained a reluctance to part with life and indignation at fate.

After the sigh, Long Xingxie thought of Tan Feifei again, and his heart couldn't help but softly ask, "Feifei, where are you? Remember to take care of yourself. My heart will always be with you." There was some reluctance, some disappointment. For this first woman in his life, Long Xingxie felt an indescribable tenderness.

With this farewell, Long Xingxie thought of his mother in this life, Shi Xinru. This virtuous and beautiful woman, the woman who had always protected him, this pitiful woman who lost her father in middle age and was now about to lose her son. She should be alright; his only hope was that when she learned of his death, she wouldn't be too heartbroken.

Therefore, Long Xingxie murmured in his heart, "Mom, be strong. No matter what, you must live on. Even if I'm not by your side, my soul will protect you." This was a soft whisper, but Long Xingxie didn't know that Shi Xinru, in the Long family, felt uneasy because of it.

All his worries gradually faded, and Long Xingxie's consciousness gradually became hazy.

Chapter 035 Mysterious Inheritance

Darkness enveloped Long Xingxie. When everything disappeared with life, only eternal silence remained. Outside him, the light barrier stopped contracting, but the evil light became incomparably dazzling, completely engulfing Long Xingxie's body. The halo formed by the black mist disappeared from Long Xingxie's body, like an invisible blade of light, frantically destroying Long Xingxie's life force.

At this moment, Long Xingxie was as silent as the wind, like a speck of dust, completely isolated from the world.

Inside the light barrier, he was completely still. Had his six senses been shut off, or was he already dead?

On the wall of light, the dazzling black light continued to flow ceaselessly, and the evil aura continued to erode Long Xingxie's body. Why was this? Was Long Xingxie not dead, or was there another reason?

Darkness, eternal silence. Long Xingxie, devoid of thought, stood within it like a soulless puppet, maintaining his stillness.

Previously, Long Xingxie's soul had trembled occasionally, but as time passed, his soul slowly dissipated, leaving only a shell, drifting in the darkness.

Time passed imperceptibly, and as Long Xingxie felt the surrounding darkness gradually receding, a slight ripple stirred in his still mind. A faint call arose from the depths of his heart.

The voice was very soft and subtle, almost imperceptible, appearing and disappearing intermittently, arousing a sliver of curiosity in the thoughtless Long Xingxie. At this moment, Long Xingxie's consciousness was weak and powerless; unless he concentrated his mind, he would not have been able to sense that sound at all.

Listening carefully, Long Xingxie sensed a fragmented, hazy connection to the sound, only to have it vanish at crucial moments. Somewhat angry, Long Xingxie possessed an indomitable arrogance, unchanged even now. The more incomprehensible something was, the more determined he became to investigate.

Anger, in some ways, could be a driving force. It was for this reason that Long Xingxie concentrated intently, urging his weakened consciousness to fully explore the sound.

Soon, the sound returned to his mind. This time, Long Xingxie was single-minded and focused, quickly pinpointing the source of the sound and beginning a serious analysis.

Through exploration, Long Xingxie discovered that the sound originated from the depths of his soul, emanating from a consciousness not his own. According to Long Xingxie's full-fledged investigation, deep within his soul lay a pair of strange eyes. Whenever Long Xingxie's consciousness moved in that direction, those eyes would become clearer, revealing an expression that Long Xingxie could not comprehend.

Long Xingxie was somewhat surprised by this situation, but after careful thought, he suddenly understood the origin of these eyes. These eyes were ones he had dreamed of repeatedly in his past life, though he never understood why he dreamed of them every night, and why they were always these eyes.

One night when Long Xingxie was ten years old in his past life, those eyes infused a powerful consciousness into his mind, which he couldn't activate at the time. Now, under such circumstances, these eyes had reappeared—what did this signify?

Thinking this, Long Xingxie focused his mind, transforming it into a point of spiritual light, and slowly flew towards the eyes.

Long Xingxie's action was somewhat bold; acting rashly without careful consideration was extremely dangerous. Fortunately, Long Xingxie was lucky; the point of spiritual energy wasn't repelled by the eyes, but instead emitted a golden light, merging with the spiritual energy emitted by Long Xingxie.

At that moment, Long Xingxie's mind was shaken. Countless nebulae surged into his mind, and a voice echoed in his heart.

"The inheritance of past lives, the mark of reincarnation, are passed between life and death. When disaster strikes, the mysteries of life are unlocked, and the opportunity for inheritance enters the cycle of reincarnation. Defiant host, please break all taboos, let heaven and earth follow the natural order, and restore the peaceful energy of the universe."

Change spread outward from the depths of his soul. At this moment, Long Xingxie appeared motionless in the silent space, but in reality, his body and mind were undergoing tremendous changes.

Those eyes disappeared from his mind, transforming into a magical power that filled his soul. Thus, Long Xingxie's dormant power began to awaken. Suddenly, an unnamed power appeared in his mind, and this power suddenly erupted, transforming into a divine dragon that traversed his body.

Meanwhile, the Netherworld Demon Dragon, which had been coldly observing all this from above Long Xingxie, noticed that a faint purple smoke emanated from Long Xingxie's body, which was quickly swallowed up by the surrounding evil energy. This continued for a while. As the purple smoke around Long Xingxie gradually disappeared, his body, which had been motionless, began to glow with a pale red aura.

This was somewhat mysterious. When the pale red aura encountered the evil power emanating from the light barrier, it showed no resistance whatsoever; the two harmonized perfectly and quickly merged.

The Netherworld Demon Dragon was very curious. Long Xingxie had shown no reaction before, clearly on the verge of death, so why had he suddenly come back to life? The Netherworld Demon Dragon pondered this deeply but couldn't find a solution. It considered many possibilities, but none were sufficient to explain everything.

What was the mystery behind this? The reason was indeed complex and difficult to explain, but by understanding Long Xingxie's situation and analyzing it carefully, a conclusion could be drawn.

Long Xingxie has lived two lives, and he carries too many secrets. Why did he dream of those strange eyes every night in his previous life? Why was he executed by the Human Emperor for a fabricated reason? What father in the world would be so heartless, sacrificing his jealousy for his son's handsomeness? Even tigers don't eat their cubs; all of this seems eerie.

Today, in this strange space, Long Xingxie is trapped in a desperate situation, bound by the incredibly evil light barrier set up by the Netherworld Demon Dragon. Using its Netherworld evil energy as a foundation, the dragon is gradually destroying Long Xingxie's body. However, the Netherworld Demon Dragon overlooked one thing: it completely misunderstood Long Xingxie.

Based on the previous situation, Long Xingxie was utterly defenseless. At this rate, destroying Long Xingxie should be easy. But the reality is quite different. Even without resistance, destroying his Earth-rank Dragon Emperor body requires immense power.

From the perspective of the Netherworld Dragon, the light barrier he set up was primarily aimed at Long Xingxie's possession of dragon essence. He used his physical body, amplified by the light barrier, and combined it with the Tai Chi Bagua formation to suppress righteous energy with evil power, aiming to destroy Long Xingxie.

No! To be precise, the Netherworld Dragon intended to use the light barrier to amplify Netherworld evil energy, attempting to alter Long Xingxie's constitution. While transforming his Dragon Emperor body into a Netherworld body, he would simultaneously strengthen his physique, and as Long Xingxie's consciousness was obliterated, he would attempt to possess him. Once the possession was successful, he could also seal the guardians of Earth within his sea of consciousness. At that time, he would not only be the ruler of the Netherworld but also the ruler of Earth.

There was one thing he hadn't considered carefully: besides justice, Long Xingxie also possessed an aura of evil. This evil aura was bestowed upon him by the eyes in his dream; it had simply been dormant until now.

Simply put, the evil aura on the light barrier was like a sharp sword, constantly slashing away at the righteous energy within Long Xingxie. When justice was gone, this sword would lose its power. At that point, Long Xingxie's physical body wouldn't be destroyed; only his primordial spirit would be destroyed, and his physical form would become an empty shell. Of course,

this was only a theoretical deduction, and its reality differed somewhat. But it was indeed the case.

There were several reasons why he was able to survive. First, Long Xingxie's physique was a hundred times stronger than that of an ordinary person. Second, the activation of that mysterious inheritance.

The evil power of the light barrier was incredibly strong, firmly locking onto the dragon essence within Long Xingxie's body. This process couldn't be completed in a short time, hence the light barrier continuously emitted evil power, eroding Long Xingxie's body.

If Long Xingxie had remained unconscious, the dragon essence within him, lacking the driving force of his host's consciousness, would likely have been destroyed in no time. However, Long Xingxie suddenly underwent a strange change, making the situation bizarre.

Looking down, the light around Long Xingxie gradually intensified, and the surrounding evil energy, influenced by it, began to rise, forcing the light barrier to tighten towards the center again. But, while enduring the powerful attack of the evil energy, the mysterious power within Long Xingxie's body rapidly nourished him, quickly restoring his strength.

"What kind of power is this? How did such an evil aura appear within this kid? Is this the power of witchcraft? No! This is the power of evil? How is this possible?" The Netherworld Demon Dragon seemed to sense everything happening within Long Xingxie's body.

Currently, the righteous and evil true essences within Long Xingxie's body were polarized. The righteous energy was being pushed back step by step by the evil energy emanating from the light barrier, almost to the point of extinction. Meanwhile, the evil power he had just inherited was rising wildly, entering a new realm in no time.

Opening his eyes, Long Xingxie's gaze was calm, his handsome face resolute. He was acutely aware of his predicament; he remained trapped, unable to break through the barrier of light before him, his ultimate fate sealed. Without resistance

, Long Xingxie maintained his current state, his consciousness alert to the surrounding movements. He had already gained a general understanding of the barrier of light, knowing that in his current state, he was unable to escape its constraints.

Now, he had a chance to start over. What was the crucial step? Long Xingxie possessed immense strength; all he lacked was an opportunity. However, when that opportunity would arise, and how to create it, were his most pressing concerns.

As he pondered, Long Xingxie sensed something unusual emanating from his body. According to Long Xingxie's observation, the evil energy continuously surging into his body from all directions, chasing after his own dragon essence, would have a portion of it absorbed by the evil power he had just inherited whenever it passed his chest area. This allowed his dragon essence to temporarily catch its breath and continue its stalemate with the evil energy on the light barrier.

This discovery surprised Long Xingxie, but he quickly came up with a solution and his heart immediately raced with excitement.

Taking a deep breath, Long Xingxie calmed himself down, then carefully considered the situation and gained a comprehensive understanding of his own circumstances. Based on his analysis, the evil power he had inherited could absorb the evil energy on the light barrier.

Therefore, Long Xingxie made a decision: to actively gather his dragon essence in his chest area. Of course, this process was somewhat strenuous, because the power he had inherited in his chest area also tended to suppress his dragon essence; forcibly moving it there was naturally not easy. However, regardless of the circumstances, this inherited power was ultimately connected to his own energy channels, and thus, with unwavering determination, he finally completed this step.

As Long Xingxie gathered his dragon essence in front of his chest, the evil energy on the light barrier swiftly locked onto its target, erupting into a dazzling cyan-black beam of light, carrying destructive power, shooting towards Long Xingxie's chest.

This attack was incredibly swift and domineering, deeply demonstrating the irreconcilable conflict between righteous and evil energies. Long Xingxie did not retaliate; instead, he formed hand seals, fully mobilizing his inner true energy, instantly raising his cultivation to its limit. With unwavering resolve and immense strength, at this crucial moment, he unleashed the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

This was the opportunity Long Xingxie had sought; he launched his final counterattack while the evil energy on the light barrier shifted its focus to his chest. For Long Xingxie, his purpose was simple: to utilize the miraculous effects of the inherited power to differentiate and absorb this force, thereby minimizing the damage to himself. He seized that fleeting opportunity, striking with the full force of the Dragon-Slaying Sword the instant the evil energy weakened.

Within the barrier of light, Long Xingxie's situation was somewhat bizarre. A dazzling dark blue-green pillar of light emanated from his chest, directly connecting to the barrier, its light flickering incessantly. All around him, seven-colored light enveloped him, and powerful true essence flowed upwards, continuously converging above his head, forming a seven-colored cloud of light, like a flower. As it bloomed, a seven-colored light sword rose from its stamen, imbued with divine and holy energy, unleashing a beam of seven-colored flame that instantly struck the barrier of light.

At that moment, the inherited power within Long Xingxie's chest formed a ball of light, its radiance intensifying, like a vortex, violently drawing the dark blue-green pillar of light inwards. This scene lasted only a moment, yet the pillar's light suddenly dimmed, then immediately returned to normal.

In the blink of an eye, the Dragon-Slaying Sword above Long Xingxie's head seized this fleeting opportunity. Its entire blade erupted with light, its overwhelming sword energy piercing through the light barrier.

The breach appeared, air surged, and the resulting explosion from the high pressure instantly blasted Long Xingxie away, destroying the entire light barrier in an instant.

Everything was over. The formation set up by the Netherworld Demon Dragon was ultimately reduced to ashes by Long Xingxie's Dragon-Slaying Sword.

Landing with a thud, Long Xingxie looked somewhat disheveled, his clothes torn in many places. The explosion had severely injured him. Although he had been nourished by the inherited power, the sword strike had shattered the highly concentrated space, leaving him directly in the blast and nearly plunging him into destruction once more.

Getting up, Long Xingxie swayed, glanced at the Dragon-Slaying Sword in mid-air, and with a thought, retrieved it. Only then did he begin to survey his surroundings.

"Boy, you truly surprise this demon envoy. I'm very curious how evil power appeared within you?" Long Xingxie burst through the light barrier, bringing the Netherworld Demon Dragon back to its senses. His face hardened as he spoke.

"Evil power? Who is evil?" Long Xingxie's heart stirred.

"Evil, the Lord of the Heavenly Evil Realm. A figure I both respect and fear. If I am the representative of evil, then he is the epitome of evil! Otherwise, how could you absorb the Netherworld evil energy from the light barrier!" the Netherworld Demon Dragon said hatefully.

"The Heavenly Evil Realm? I've never heard of it?" Long Xingxie exclaimed in surprise.

"What a joke! Only Lords can understand this. How could you possibly know such things? Hehe, I've changed my mind again. As long as I devour you and absorb that trace of evil power within you, what do I have to fear from that madwoman? I can even replace evil! I will become the epitome of evil in this world!" the Netherworld Demon Dragon declared with unparalleled fanaticism.

Chapter 36: Annihilating the Netherworld Demon Dragon!

Long Xingxie's expression changed. "With just this wisp of your remnant spirit?"

"Haha, brat, although you broke free of the light barrier, you were severely injured. Wouldn't it be easy for this demon envoy to capture you now?!"

Long Xingxie's face darkened, and his aura shifted, a powerful presence instantly filling the entire space, startling the Netherworld Demon Dragon. "How is this possible? You were clearly severely injured, how could you recover such strength in the blink of an eye?"

Long Xingxie remained calm, slowly walking towards the Netherworld Demon Dragon while laughing, "From the very beginning, my body has been recovering at an extremely rapid pace; you just didn't notice. It's that 'evil' power you speak of that allows my body to instantly restore my depleted true essence. Now, even if I'm severely injured, given a moment, I can turn the tide."

The Netherworld Demon Dragon exclaimed, "You're no longer human! You're practically a god! Who would dare to oppose you?"

Long Xingxie remained silent, only smiling, his expression revealing something the Netherworld Demon Dragon couldn't decipher.

Seeing his silence, the Netherworld Demon Dragon grew somewhat annoyed. "What an arrogant brat! But this demon envoy admires your courage and is amazed by your good fortune. To actually obtain a trace of evil power..." Long

Xingxie smiled calmly as he walked, saying, "Is that so? Why don't you say it's because of my astonishing strength, allowing me to survive within the light barrier and receive the inheritance?"

The Netherworld Demon Dragon snorted, "Well, Long Xingxie, your tone is quite sharp." "Don't think that a trace of evil power can guarantee your safety. Now that you're here, you don't need to think about leaving."

Long Xingxie retorted, "If you're so confident, why don't you make a move? Stop talking nonsense." His gaze shifted to the side, where a divine dragon statue caught his eye. The statue was carved from jade, five zhang tall and twelve or thirteen zhang long, giving it a lifelike appearance.

Looking at the statue, Long Xingxie was a little puzzled. Why was such a huge creature placed here?

Observing Long Xingxie's situation, the Netherworld Demon Dragon said dismissively, "What an arrogant brat! Since you say so, then we have nothing more to say. Let's settle this with our strength."

Long Xingxie sneered, "From the moment you attacked me, you should have known that words can't solve problems. So why waste your breath?"

The Netherworld Demon Dragon said, "I naturally know that, but the reason I asked you was only to give you a chance to live." "Now that you, brat, don't know what's good for you, I won't hold back."

Long Xingxie smiled and said sarcastically, "You're giving yourself a reason to kill me first, so you can act with a clear conscience. A very clever method indeed."

The Netherworld Demon Dragon's expression changed slightly, and he snorted, "You're not bad either, you understood immediately, truly intelligent. It's a pity you obtained what you shouldn't have obtained and met people you shouldn't have met. Alright, enough nonsense, let me see your abilities now." The Netherworld Demon Dragon rose gracefully, conjuring an ancient sword. As the sword was drawn, a powerful aura filled the hall, its sharp killing intent firmly locking Long Xingxie in the center. Unfazed

, Long Xingxie looked at him indifferently, his eyes filled with an unpleasant contempt. In response, the Netherworld Demon Dragon's face darkened with anger, and he shouted, "Boy, don't be arrogant! Show me what you've got!"

With a chilling smile, Long Xingxie flashed forward, instantly closing the distance between them. His body hovered in mid-air, coldly staring at him. "I gave you a chance to attack, but you didn't know how to seize it. Don't regret it then." Raising

his hands high, gazing upwards, Long Xingxie's aura surged. An overwhelming aura erupted from him, transforming into a seven-colored light wave that instantly forced the Netherworld Demon Dragon back several feet.

Roaring, the Netherworld Demon Dragon was clearly surprised. Its right hand lightly raised its ancient sword, its agile swordplay resembling a sword dance, emitting streaks of dark blue sword light that converged in front of it into a diamond-shaped light shield composed of sword energy, rapidly advancing forward.

In mid-air, Long Xingxie coldly smiled, lightning crackling from his raised hands, bursts of electricity gathering above them, forming... Eight orbs of light, each a foot in diameter, linked together in a ring, descended upon the Netherworld Demon Dragon under Long Xingxie's control.

Bare-handed, Long Xingxie unleashed the "Dragon Emperor Thunder and Lightning Divine Technique." With the ancient dragon's appearance, lightning would inevitably swirl around its body. Having cultivated four dragon markings, Long Xingxie had taken a significant step forward in cultivating the Dragon Emperor Body; his control over lightning had reached a level of complete mastery.

Watching Long Xingxie's attack, the Netherworld Demon Dragon's expression turned solemn. It roared, "What a brilliant move! Now I'll show you the swordsmanship of the Netherworld!" "

With Long Xingxie's current abilities, he wouldn't have posed a threat to the Netherworld Demon Dragon in its prime, but now the Netherworld Demon Dragon is merely a remnant soul. This is why he had to rely on the light barrier earlier.

With a flick of his wrist, the ancient sword spun, instantly increasing the speed of his previously slow swordplay tenfold, causing the light shield in front of his chest to immediately disperse, transforming into eight sword shadows that shot upwards. Such speed and swordsmanship were ordinary in Long Xingxie's eyes, but the subsequent changes greatly surprised him.

In mid-air, the thunderous halo emitted by Long Xingxie quickly appeared in the Netherworld..." Above the Demon Dragon's head, the eight sword shadows emitted by the Netherworld Demon Dragon swelled with the wind, transforming into eight light dragons as they approached the eight orbs of light. Each dragon had a unique form, and simultaneously opened its mouth to swallow the lightning orbs emitted by Long Xingxie.

This situation was somewhat strange, but not surprising enough to astonish Long Xingxie. However, these eight light dragons continued their momentum, and upon reaching a certain height, they coiled and intertwined, forming a rapidly rotating halo. In the blink of an eye, it suddenly shone brightly, converging into a giant dragon tens of meters long, which opened its mouth and spewed towards Long Xingxie. The pillar of light contained a large portion of the power from the lightning it had previously absorbed.

Staring in shock at the sky, Long Xingxie was astonished that the Netherworld Demon Dragon possessed such swordsmanship; it was truly unexpected. However, just as he was distracted by the dragon's movements, the Netherworld Demon Dragon seized the opportunity, its ancient sword spinning rapidly, unleashing thousands of sword beams that instantly sealed off Long Xingxie's retreat, completely solidifying the ten-zhang space into a sealed barrier that converged towards the center. Sensing the change in the airflow around him, Long Xingxie, while surprised, couldn't help but sneer; such a powerful attack... Humans pose a significant threat to ordinary people, but to Long Xingxie, they held no effect whatsoever.

With a thought, his true energy circulated, and Long Xingxie unleashed the "Dragon Diving into the Abyss" technique. His entire body suddenly faded, and all attacks passed right through him, causing no harm whatsoever. The

Netherworld Demon Dragon's swordsmanship surprised Long Xingxie, but Long Xingxie's technique surprised the Netherworld Demon Dragon. Both had their strengths in this exchange, making the first round a draw.

Withdrawing his attacks, the Netherworld Demon Dragon said in a deep voice, "What is your origin, brat? Why are you so mysterious? I just wonder if you can withstand my swordsmanship in a head-on battle?"

Long Xingxie sneered, "Don't you think this kind of provocation is too old-fashioned?" The

Netherworld Demon Dragon frankly replied, "It is a bit old-fashioned, but for arrogant enemies, it's a foolproof method. So, do you dare to fight me fair and square?" Long

Xingxie narrowed his eyes, staring intently into the other's, and said indifferently, "Why should I agree to your request? There are many ways to fight an enemy. I can do whatever I want. Why should I do what you say?"

The Netherworld Demon Dragon was somewhat surprised, not expecting this kid to be so calm at this moment, which made him unable to help but show a contemptuous expression. "You're such a coward, it's truly disappointing."

Unmoved, Long Xingxie looked at the gradually disappearing dragon and said coldly, "The way to fight an enemy is to remain calm. Use whatever method is advantageous to yourself. This is the primary way to defeat the enemy."

The Netherworld Demon Dragon retorted, "What you say is not wrong, but that is the way of military strategy. It lacks integrity, which is not what a cultivator should do."

Long Xingxie laughed loudly upon hearing this and questioned, "Integrity? You used the power of space to summon that light barrier to harm me. How can that be considered integrity? If I fight every enemy head-on, wouldn't I be a fool? As long as I can kill you, the means are secondary." "

The Netherworld Demon Dragon was furious and said, "Evil scoundrel, you are indeed stubborn and inflexible. It's not worth wasting words with you. Take this!" A flash of sword light appeared, and thousands of sword shadows appeared. The sharp sword energy crisscrossed and gathered into a sword net, which descended from above and covered Long Xingxie.

During the attack, the Netherworld Dragon's form shifted and changed, creating countless lights and shadows throughout the space. Aside from sword beams,

there were only illusions, like wandering ghosts from hell. Long Xingxie remained calm, a smile playing on his lips, a cold glint in his eyes. Normally, with Long Xingxie's strength, fighting the Netherworld Dragon head-on would be a piece of cake. So why did he refuse?

There are two reasons. First, when Long Xingxie approached the Netherworld Dragon earlier, he detected two auras. Now, besides the Netherworld Dragon, the other aura resided on the giant dragon statue, keeping Long Xingxie on guard and focusing his attention on it.

Second, Long Xingxie wanted to subconsciously mislead the Netherworld Dragon, making it feel that it dared not fight head-on, thus altering its mindset during the attack.

A sharp sword wind ruffled his clothes, and Long Xingxie's still body suddenly swayed, vanishing instantly. The next moment, he reappeared at the top of the space, spinning upside down. His hands moved rapidly, creating a rotating column of wind that instantly pulled everything around him together with a powerful suction.

Long Xingxie's attack was unexpected. By the time the Netherworld Demon Dragon sensed something was wrong, it was too late to retract its sword. Hundreds of sword beams and phantoms automatically tightened, seemingly coordinating with Long Xingxie's actions from a distance, but this was not the case.

In the center of the column of wind, Long Xingxie's hands continued their continuous movements. At the same time, his divine sense firmly locked onto the Netherworld Demon Dragon's body. As the dragon was pulled close, his right palm suddenly shot out, silently passing through the rotating storm and gently landing on the Netherworld Demon Dragon's body.

A sense of unease flashed through the Netherworld Dragon's mind. As its body was caught in the storm, the Netherworld Dragon swiftly moved its left hand to its chest. A flash of azure light enveloped its body, and it suddenly split in two. As Long Xingxie's right hand struck, one figure's left hand thrust out, taking the blow head-on. The other figure transformed into a beam of strange light, twisting

and turning as it retreated from Long Xingxie's aura. With a deafening roar, the two forces exploded violently. The Netherworld Dragon staggered backward, while Long Xingxie used the force to stabilize himself, causing the swirling column of wind to scatter and strike the Netherworld Dragon a second time.

With a muffled groan, the Netherworld Dragon was severely injured, and the azure light around its body dimmed considerably. Long Xingxie smiled coldly at this, using his spatial teleportation technique to instantly appear behind the Netherworld Dragon, striking its back with a palm. "You may have been very strong in your prime, but while your cultivation is not weak now and your swordsmanship is superb, it's still far from enough for me."

"No! Impossible—" With a roar, the Netherworld Demon Dragon's body suddenly exploded, and its entire form and soul were destroyed.

Withdrawing his hand, Long Xingxie gazed upwards and coldly said, "Come out. I know you just separated a portion of your primordial spirit; only half of you died, the other half lives."

Above, a flash of azure light appeared, and the Netherworld Demon Dragon materialized out of thin air, glaring at Long Xingxie and roaring, "You insidious brat! I told you to fight me fair and square before, but you refused. Now you've said one thing and done another, taking the opportunity to severely injure me. I won't let this go so easily. Just you wait and see."

Long Xingxie arrogantly replied, "Of course I'll watch, and what I want to see most is your hidden trump card before you die."

The Netherworld Demon Dragon's expression changed, turning grim. "Boy, you're too clever and too terrifying. You always push your enemies to the brink step by step. Don't you think that's too ruthless?"

Long Xingxie sneered, "Ruthless? If I were ruthless, I wouldn't have given you that final chance." With that, a seven-colored radiance suddenly erupted around him, and an irresistible force instantly solidified the Netherworld Demon Dragon's body, rendering him unable to move even a finger.

A moment later, Long Xingxie withdrew his aura and coldly said, "This is the final blow. I hope you won't disappoint me."

The Netherworld Demon Dragon stared at him in shock, and it took him a while to recover before asking, "Boy, you clearly had a chance to win, yet you did this. Aren't you afraid of regretting it?"

Long Xingxie snorted, "Didn't you say I was arrogant and conceited? Doesn't this perfectly match what you said?"

The Netherworld Demon Dragon's face darkened, and he said angrily, "Fine, arrogant enough. Since you're so confident, then I'll let you taste the bitterness of regret." He flew down and landed on the head of the giant dragon statue, his whole body shimmering with azure light.

Staring at him, Long Xingxie asked, "Since you call yourself the Netherworld Demon Dragon, you must have a deep connection with this statue. It seals a strange power inside. Did you do it?"

The Netherworld Demon Dragon's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected Long Xingxie to be so powerful, seeing through the secret at a glance. "That's right, I sealed it. Back then, my physical body wasn't completely destroyed, and this is the intact part of my body."

Having finished speaking, the azure light emanating from its entire body reached its peak, rapidly spreading across the surface of the dragon statue. In just a moment, the azure light completely enveloped the statue, and a furious roar resounded. The statue transformed into a black dragon, appearing vividly before Long Xingxie.

The instant the black dragon appeared, the Netherworld Demon Dragon roared, shouting, "Human soul departs, dragon spirit manifests, soul and spirit return to one, the law is completed and reborn!"

With this earth-shattering roar, the azure light of the Netherworld Demon Dragon in mid-air transformed into flames, its entire body burning in the azure flames, quickly turning into a transparent shadow. Its appearance remained that of the Netherworld Demon Dragon, only an outline remained. The black dragon let out a long howl, slowly transforming into a beam of light, carrying a violent aura, merging into the outline of the Netherworld Demon Dragon's body, and the Netherworld Demon Dragon solidified once more.

Looking at everything before him in astonishment, Long Xingxie exclaimed, "This is truly impressive, but I wonder how powerful it is?"

The Netherworld Demon Dragon's eyes widened, its gaze cold and ruthless as it stared at Long Xingxie, saying mercilessly, "I guarantee you won't be disappointed; you'll only regret your initial decision." A flash of azure light, and the figure vanished. After speaking, the Netherworld Demon Dragon disappeared without a trace, leaving Long Xingxie

's expression somewhat grim. The Netherworld Demon Dragon's aura was intangible and invisible. To make it reveal itself, Long Xingxie immediately unleashed a powerful burst of fiery true essence, instantly enveloping the entire space in a crimson hue.

As a result, a faint azure light emerged within the crimson flames. Seemingly sensing the change in the outside world, the azure light suddenly accelerated, growing from a small patch to a larger one, converging around Long Xingxie into a sphere of light. Its surface shimmered with countless shadows, revealing itself to be the Netherworld Demon Dragon.

Sensing Long Xingxie's actions, the Netherworld Demon Dragon roared, its entire body radiating intense azure light. An incomparably dazzling light emanated from its crown, shooting directly towards Long Xingxie's forehead.

This attack was incredibly powerful, piercing through Long Xingxie's defenses in one fell swoop, striking his head and penetrating his brain, beginning to vie for control of his consciousness.

At this moment, the Netherworld Demon Dragon's eyes gleamed with an eerie light, emanating an indescribable charm that seemed to possess a magical power, firmly drawing Long Xingxie's gaze.

This unexpected turn of events put Long Xingxie at a disadvantage, leaving him utterly astonished. Only now did Long Xingxie fully grasp the power of the Netherworld Demon Dragon after its transformation, and suddenly understand why it had been so confident, daring to claim it would regret it. With the Netherworld Demon Dragon's current power, the old Long Xingxie would have been certain death, but that was then, not now.

Gathering his distracting thoughts, Long Xingxie's will stirred, and a highly concentrated burst of spiritual energy shot out, piercing through the Netherworld Demon Dragon's defenses and striking its brain heavily. The Netherworld Demon Dragon trembled, its eyes dimmed, and the strange power locking onto Long Xingxie's gaze weakened instantly, allowing Long Xingxie to easily break free.

In this way, Long Xingxie focused his mind, resisting the Netherworld Demon Dragon's invasion of his brain with all his might. A flash of seven-colored light appeared in his mind, and the Dragon Emperor's True Technique and that wisp of evil power automatically activated, unleashing a world-destroying force that quickly halted the enemy's advance and gradually forced it out of his mind.

This battle lasted for a long time. After a while, seven colors flashed on his forehead, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword clearly appeared, shattering the light emitted by the Netherworld Demon Dragon in one fell swoop.

With this failed attack, the Netherworld Dragon was utterly defeated, its body falling backward like a leaf, letting out a painful and resentful scream.

Long Xingxie leaped forward, silver light appearing in his left hand. The Dragon-Slaying Sword transformed into a ball of light, enveloping the Netherworld Dragon and pushing it step by step towards death.

"It's all over. Your attack was wondrous, but you forgot about the evil power you mentioned. That power perfectly countered your evil-natured spiritual energy,"

the Netherworld Dragon roared. "How hateful! If it weren't for the evil power, you would be the one who lost now! I, the dignified Lord of the Netherworld, would actually die at the hands of an unknown brat like you!"

Seeing its defiance, Long Xingxie sneered, "What evil power? That's my power now."

The Netherworld Dragon's voice was filled with regret, but it slowly weakened until it finally disappeared...

However, could Long Xingxie, who possessed the evil inheritance, really be an unknown brat? These questions remain unanswered. ... Chapter
37
, The Naked Third

Aunt: Within the space contained in the jade pendant, Long Xingxie sat quietly in the void, his eyes closed, motionless.

Although the Netherworld Demon Dragon had been destroyed by Long Xingxie, the energy contained in its remnant spirit had not dissipated but had been gathered together by him. Long Xingxie was currently absorbing this energy. During this time

, Long Xingxie's changes were quite significant. From initial calm to gradually revealing pain, it happened in the blink of an eye. Then, the fluctuations of true essence around Long Xingxie suddenly increased, the dazzling light like burning flames, sometimes pitch black and terrifying, full of eeriness; sometimes crimson and majestic, full of domineering power.

This process lasted for a while, and then the pitch-black light and crimson light began to converge. This was the most crucial moment, because at this time, the primordial spirit power of the Netherworld Demon Dragon above Long Xingxie had already transformed into the purest Yin and evil Qi, merging into Long Xingxie's body, undergoing the final fusion.

At that moment, Long Xingxie was teetering on the brink of life and death. The power was far too great for his body to withstand. His only advantage was that he had inherited a trace of evil power. With the help of this trace, Long Xingxie had perfectly fused his Dragon Essence and the Netherworld Demon Dragon's power together.

Thus, Long Xingxie's body was essentially a new entity derived from these two powers, like a newborn infant, capable of inheriting their strength, but fraught with immense risk due to his own insufficient strength.

According to the rules, if the Netherworld Demon Dragon's primordial spirit power were inputted into Long Xingxie's body in stages, allowing him a process of digestion and absorption, the success rate would be 100%.

However, with the death of the Netherworld Demon Dragon, this jade pendant space was about to dissipate. If the space dissipated, the Netherworld Demon Dragon's primordial spirit power would also vanish. Long Xingxie had no time to wait; he had no choice but to risk everything and forcibly complete the fusion process within his own body, thereby creating a new life imprint and gaining extraordinary power through his own flesh.

This was an extremely crazy and dangerous undertaking. Throughout the fusion process, Long Xingxie's body reached its limit several times, almost bursting, but fortunately, his firm will suppressed it at the critical moment. In truth, Long Xingxie's primordial spirit was also in extreme distress. While fusing with the Dragon Yuan Power and the Netherworld Demon Dragon Power, he had also absorbed their inherent evil and righteous natures. These two natures were mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, each resisting the other. A slight misstep could have resulted in Long Xingxie's annihilation from the clash between them. However

, the evil power within Long Xingxie was the epitome of evil. At its extreme, it was no longer purely evil, but rather a mixture of good and evil. Therefore, whenever the Dragon Yuan Power and the Netherworld Demon Dragon Power within Long Xingxie were about to explode due to their conflict, this evil power would intervene, defusing the danger.

As time passed, a terrifying aura, accompanied by a horrifying current, instantly permeated the entire space. The remaining black mist within was swept away, forming a circular vacuum zone centered on Long Xingxie.

All around, a wild power threatened to destroy the heavens and earth, causing the entire space to tremble and shatter. Only the area around Long Xingxie remained unscathed.

Long Xingxie, who had been sitting calmly, stood up, indifferent as ever, seemingly aware of everything.

In mid-air, Long Xingxie raised his hands, gazing at the sky, his long, black hair fluttering in the wind. Above his head, a swirling, deep green cloud of light shifted and changed, occasionally revealing a pair of deep, unsettling eyes that gave off an eerie feeling.

A transparent halo emanated from Long Xingxie's body, seamlessly integrated from top to bottom, like some kind of defensive light barrier. On his back, a pair of seven-colored wings, several feet in size, emitted colorful light when flapping, distorting and warping the surrounding space. The outer ring of light alternated between different colors, primarily black and seven-colored, representing the true essence characteristics of the Netherworld Demon Dragon and the Dragon Emperor's True Technique, respectively.

After a moment, the wild air currents gradually calmed down. Long Xingxie clenched his fists, muttering to himself: "Is this what it feels like after the fusion?" "Very good, very powerful. I've finally taken another step forward. I should be equivalent to a Celestial Realm expert on Earth now, right? A Celestial Realm expert should be able to protect themselves, right? "

Thinking of the Human Emperor Realm and the unknown Earth, a glimmer of light shone in

Long Xingxie's eyes—the expectation and confidence of a strong person. He retracted his light wings and smiled calmly, "Time to go home."

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The Long family headquarters villa was located on the south side of Yanjing.

It was almost midnight when Long Xingxie returned home. Although the direct descendants of the Long family all lived in the Long family compound, each had their own room. Long Xingxie and his mother, Shi Xinru, lived on the west side of the Long family villa. To be precise, his third aunt, Meng Ke'er, also lived on the west side of the villa. To get to his room, Long Xingxie had to pass by his third aunt Meng Ke'er's room.

Thinking it was almost midnight, Long Xingxie decided not to disturb his mother and went straight to his room to rest. When Long Xingxie entered his third aunt Meng Ke'er's room, he noticed that her door was open and the light was on. He glanced around instinctively and found that his third aunt wasn't inside.

"It's so late, why is my third aunt's door open like this? Where did she go?" From his memories, Long Xingxie knew that of his eight aunts, only his third aunt didn't target him and his mother, and she was usually quite easygoing with them. As

Long Xingxie was pondering this, he suddenly heard a "swish, swish" sound coming from the bathroom next door, which sounded like someone was washing clothes on a washboard.

Thinking of the bathroom, Long Xingxie also felt the urge to urinate, so he went in without thinking and was immediately shocked.

There was someone washing clothes in the bathroom, and that person was none other than Long Xingxie's third aunt, Meng Ke'er.

However... at this moment, his third aunt was completely naked, wearing only a pair of slippers, bent over, scrubbing a semi-transparent black gauze panty in a basin.

Auntie had clearly just taken a shower; water still clung to her fair, jade-like skin, and her flowing hair, like glossy black satin, swayed gently, dripping with water droplets.

Her smooth, white back was slightly arched, and her full, shapely buttocks were subtly raised, perfectly highlighting the sensuality of her two semi-circular bodies.

Her long, shapely legs were taut and straight, her alluring private parts faintly visible between them, and her firm, perky breasts swayed up and down with each rub of her hands…

Her delicate body, alluring curves, and glistening water droplets combined to create a beautiful scene.

Chapter 38 Third Aunt, Don't Do This

. This was the first time in his life that Long Xingxie had seen his third aunt completely naked, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. Although he knew that this behavior was tantamount to voyeurism, driven by a strange inner impulse, he simply couldn't bear to look away from her greedy gaze.

Third Aunt Meng Ke'er quickly washed and hung up several pieces of underwear she had just changed out of, then found a dry white towel and tied her wet hair behind her head. She filled a basin with clean water, found a clean rag, picked up the basin, and went outside, still without wearing any clothes.

Although only she, her mother, and her third aunt lived on the west side of the villa, and although it was already midnight, but... but her washing her underwear in the bathroom completely naked, that... that scene was too erotic and exciting! This action was too... too bold.

As Meng Ke'er turned around, she was now naked, facing Long Xingxie. Just as Long Xingxie felt embarrassed, Meng Ke'er, her eyes glazed with drunkenness, said, "Oh, it's Xingxie! You scared your third aunt!"

As Meng Ke'er spoke, Long Xingxie immediately felt a strong smell of alcohol. It turned out his third aunt had been drinking, and quite heavily at that. Otherwise, why would she be behaving so inappropriately?

Knowing his third aunt was drunk, Long Xingxie felt less embarrassed. At this moment, Meng Ke'er, carrying a basin and a pair of underwear hung on a clothes hanger, walked up to Long Xingxie. "Xingxie, it's so late, aren't you asleep?"

Looking at his third aunt's swaying breasts, Long Xingxie subconsciously swallowed, silently thinking: Third aunt, you can't blame your nephew for this; you showed it to him yourself.

"Third aunt, I got up to pee," Long Xingxie casually made up an excuse, his eyes fixed on his third aunt's chest. "Third aunt, have you been drinking?" "Xingxie, you're really drunk. You should go back to your room and rest."

"Drunk? Nonsense! Auntie isn't drunk at all! Look, Auntie's still washing her underwear, she's not drunk at all." Meng Ke'er shook the black underwear in her hand at Long Xingxie, trying to show that she wasn't drunk.

"Auntie, you really are drunk, you... you're not wearing any clothes." Long Xingxie reminded her.

"Nonsense! Auntie isn't drunk at all! It's so uncomfortable to wear clothes in this heat." Seeing that Long Xingxie kept saying she was drunk, Meng Ke'er got a little anxious and threw the underwear at Long Xingxie. "Come on, let's go drink with Auntie. Auntie can still drink, she's not drunk."

Long Xingxie quickly caught the underwear that his auntie threw at him. He was about to refuse, but Meng Ke'er reached out and hugged Long Xingxie, pressing his head against her breasts. Long Xingxie's nose was immediately filled with the scent of breast milk, but at the same time, he had some difficulty breathing.

“Third Aunt, please don’t do this,” Long Xingxie said.

“Go drink with Third Aunt.” Meng Ke’er continued, hugging him even tighter, causing Long Xingxie’s mouth to accidentally touch the small grape on his left breast.

“Oh…you child, Third Aunt is asking you to go drink with me, why are you sucking on Third Aunt’s breast?” Meng Ke’er felt an itch on her small grape and immediately spoke up.

“Third Aunt, let go, let go and let your nephew walk by himself.” Long Xingxie felt it wasn’t good to linger here, so he had no choice but to reluctantly comply with his Third Aunt’s words.

“Okay, Third Aunt will let you go and let you walk by yourself.” "Meng Ke'er rolled her eyes at Long Xingxie, then let go of him, carrying the basin, and swayed as she walked towards her room first.

Long Xingxie narrowed his eyes, following his third aunt out of the bathroom, holding the underwear she had thrown to him, his eyes fixed on her swaying, fragrant buttocks. If it were anyone else, they would probably be drooling and bleeding from the nose by now.

Soon Meng Ke'er returned to her room, which was a bit messy, with two empty wine bottles on the floor. Long Xingxie knew at a glance that his third aunt had drunk two bottles of baijiu, no wonder she was so drunk. He just wondered why she had drunk so much tonight.

After entering the room, Meng Ke'er put down the basin, wrung out a rag, and carefully wiped the room.

Seeing this, Long Xingxie couldn't help but sigh. These were things that the servants would normally do, but his third aunt was doing them herself. She must be really drunk. Thinking

of this, Long Xingxie couldn't help but He felt deeply ashamed. He thought to himself that his third aunt had always been very kind to him, yet he had taken advantage of her drunkenness to peep at her body… Damn it, Long Xingxie, you're a jerk!

But to stop looking at his third aunt's alluring body, to let go of such a golden opportunity, he felt an unbearable itch in his heart. So he deceived himself, searching for an excuse in his mind: Hmm… actually, I didn't mean to look at my third aunt's body. Who told her to go to wash clothes naked after getting drunk, and to drag me along to drink with her! Anyway, one glance is one glance, a hundred glances are one glance, and since I've already seen it by accident, it's too late to stop now.

Having found a reason, Long Xingxie immediately felt at ease…

After Meng Ke'er thoroughly wiped the room, she seemed a little tired, then threw away the rag, sat naked at the table, and quietly stared blankly for a while

. Seeing his third aunt suddenly become lost in thought, Long Xingxie turned to leave.

"Xingxie, didn't your third aunt ask you to come and drink with me? Why did you leave again?" Meng Ke'er spoke as Long Xingxie took a step.

Hearing this, Long Xingxie turned around, his gaze falling on the mysterious black glimpse between his third aunt's legs—it was incredibly alluring.

"Third aunt, you're drunk and need to rest. Xingxie will come and drink with you another day." Long Xingxie said, suppressing his urges.

"Third aunt isn't drunk! Come! Come here and drink with your third aunt." Meng Ke'er's face showed a hint of anger when Long Xingxie said she was drunk again.

Long Xingxie knew his third aunt was drunk and didn't want to get too entangled with her, so he reluctantly went back. "Alright, since third aunt wants to drink, Xingxie will drink with you."

Meng Ke'er smiled brightly. "That's more like it. It's not for nothing that your third aunt treats you so well." Meng Ke'er stood up unsteadily. "Third aunt has drunk so much baijiu; now you'll drink some red wine with your third aunt." "..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Ke'er walked to a glass display case, opened it, took out a bottle of red wine, and sat down at the table. She finally managed to open the bottle and fill a glass on the table, revealing a vibrant, alluring red hue.

"Third Aunt, drink first," Meng Ke'er said, picking up the glass, taking a sip, and then looking at Long Xingxie with hazy, drunken eyes. "Xingxie, come here."

Long Xingxie shook his head, trying to sober up. His third aunt, naked, was incredibly alluring, especially her swaying breasts. Looking at them, Long Xingxie felt an urge to squeeze them. He walked over.

Seeing Long Xingxie approach, Meng Ke'er handed him the glass. "You should have a sip too. You don't mind if your third aunt is dirty, do you?" "

Chapter 39 The Story of Third Aunt and Father (Part 1)

Long Xingxie was taken aback, smiled slightly, and took a small sip from the glass. With just that one sip, he knew the brand of the red wine. The red wine his third aunt, Meng Ke'er, had brought out was Romanée-Conti.

Looking at his third aunt's face, which was both gentle and strong, Long Xingxie held her soft little hand as he drank, gazing at her beautiful face, and said in a slightly mischievous tone, "How could Xingxie think Third Aunt is dirty? Red wine that Third Aunt has drunk from is real red wine. What surprised Xingxie was that Third Aunt actually treasured Romanée-Conti."

Meng Ke'er also stared into Long Xingxie's dark eyes, seemingly trying to find traces of the person deep in her heart in his face. But in the end, she gave up. Perhaps she didn't want to look anymore, perhaps she was drunk, or perhaps Long Xingxie's gaze was too sharp and piercing. Meng Ke'er shook her slightly dizzy head and whispered, "Third Aunt didn't expect Xingxie to know about wine. Tell Third Aunt about this Romanée-Conti."

In the past sixteen years, because of his slow thinking, few people were willing to play with Long Xingxie, which led him to pass the time by reading various books, even though he might not understand them. Before he regained consciousness, Long Xingxie might not have understood these things, but after his consciousness returned, with his extraordinary mental strength, he naturally remembered the contents of the books he had read before.

Long Xing gave his third aunt a sly look, took the glass of red wine from her hand, and took another sip: "Romanée-Conti is unanimously regarded by connoisseurs as the world's finest red wine. In the hearts of wine lovers worldwide, it's more like an immortal legend. With an annual production of only 6,000 bottles, its extremely high quality and limited production have led to a record price of 10,000 francs per bottle. Connoisseurs praise Romanée-Conti for its multi-layered aromas and elegant, mysterious qualities.

Robert Parker, the world-renowned wine critic and editor-in-chief of *The Wine Advocate*, once said: 'Romanée-Conti is a wine for millionaires, but only billionaires can afford it.'" "Because even in the best years, Romanée-Conti's annual production is a mere 6,000 bottles, often before millionaires even have a chance to buy, it's already a 'futures' wine in the hands of billionaires. And once they have it, are they willing to sell it easily? They'll keep it for at least ten or even several decades! If you really want to buy a bottle, you'll have to go to auction houses like Sotheby's or Christie's, but these are obviously not places that millionaires frequent. The more you understand the history of Romanée-Conti, the more you can feel the extreme and fervent it embodies. Whether it's the people who make and taste the wine, or Romanée-Conti itself, it reflects humanity's endless yearning and pursuit of perfection." After

Long

Xingxie finished speaking, he noticed that his third aunt's expression had become somewhat dazed, a look that seemed to be a mixture of excitement and doubt. Long Xingxie didn't understand why his third aunt was looking at him like that, nor did he understand what her expression meant.

Meng Ke'er walked up to Long Xingxie, stared at his face, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she gave up, raising her hand to gently stroke Long Xingxie's face, "Do you know? Just now, how much you resembled him? Just now, I thought he was alive." "He said that too, he said that too."

Long Xingxie's smile grew brighter and brighter, the smirk at the corners of his mouth becoming increasingly ambiguous. He didn't understand his aunt's words, but through them, Long Xingxie knew that his aunt must have mistaken him for someone else. Could it be that his aunt was drunk tonight because of him? Who exactly was that person?

Long Xingxie gazed at that charming and alluring face, and he smiled—a genuine smile, a smile from the depths of his being. It seemed he was truly having a lucky day with women; he had actually gotten such a great deal. Generally speaking, he only touched virgins; only virgins had the right to make him like them. But a man doesn't need much liking to possess a woman; some women, even if they aren't virgins, still have the necessity of being possessed. Of course, it was the kind of possession that didn't require emotional investment, and the woman before him, his third aunt, was the kind he should possess even if she wasn't a virgin.

From those few words, Long Xingxie knew that besides being an incredibly beautiful young woman, his third aunt was also very devoted.

Although Long Xingxie knew that taking advantage of someone's vulnerability was somewhat improper, he wasn't a hypocrite. After seeing his third aunt's naked body for so long, the lust within him was already stirring.

Long Xingxie pulled his third aunt into his arms. Naturally beautiful and well-maintained, she looked as delicate as a sixteen-year-old girl, yet possessed the unique charm of a mature woman; her oval face, her slightly curled black hair, loosely draped over her shoulders, exuded a sexy allure.

"Third aunt, you're really beautiful. They say women are made of water, and I think that refers to you, third aunt." Long Xingxie's hand roamed over his third aunt's face; her skin was smooth as jade, feeling wonderfully soft to the touch, as if made of water. "With such beauty, what more could a man ask for!" Meng

Ke'er's body stiffened, tears falling like broken pearls from the corners of her eyes. She bit her lower lip tightly, tilting her head slightly upwards to look at Long Xingxie, revealing her snow-white throat and the exposed chest muscles that accentuated her feminine beauty. Drunkenly, she said, "What's the use of beauty? Even if you are beautiful, you still left me."

Long Xingxie narrowed his eyes, his fingers sliding from his aunt's face to her breasts, gently pinching them. "I never left. I've always been here. It's my honor to be loved by such a beauty, why would I leave?" Long Xingxie gently picked up his aunt and walked towards the bed. "Let me tell you, I never left!" Long

Xingxie didn't know who the man was that his third aunt couldn't forget year after year. He didn't know what kind of man could make his third aunt miss him so much. At this moment, he even felt a trace of jealousy, confusion, and slight anger towards that unknown man. As a man, he couldn't find a reason to abandon his third aunt.

Sigh, it feels a bit abrupt. Oh well, I've already written it, so I can only write it like this...

Chapter 040 The Things Between Third Aunt and Father (Part 2)

Meng Ke'er was carried to the bed by Long Xingxie. Meng Ke'er patted her forehead, trying to sober up, but she had drunk too much tonight. Now her mind was full of the things from seventeen years ago, and her mind was full of that person in her memory.

"Yin Xuan, let go of me first." "..." Meng Ke'er, her pretty face flushed, said to Long Xingxie. After speaking, she struggled to get up from the bed.

"Yinxuan? Isn't that Dad's name? Judging from Auntie's expression, does she think I'm Dad? Could it be that the person in Auntie's heart is Dad? So, Auntie's drunkenness tonight was also because of Dad?"

Long Xingxie stood there blankly, watching Auntie walk to the bedside... A moment later, Auntie San suddenly bent down and opened the small cabinet by the bed, taking out a lot of clothes. Judging from the appearance of the clothes, they were all men's clothing.

Long Xingxie's heart skipped a beat, wondering what Auntie San was going to do? Why did she suddenly take out so many clothes? Could they be Uncle San's clothes from when he was alive?

Just as Long Xingxie was making various guesses, he saw Auntie San, Meng Ke'er, unfold the neatly folded clothes one by one, and then fold them up again neatly.

Long Xingxie was stunned, thinking, "Has Auntie San lost her mind? Her room is a complete mess today, and she hasn't bothered to clean it. Why is she unfolding and folding these neatly folded clothes?"

Auntie San folded the clothes with great focus and meticulousness, like a high-level technician repairing a precision instrument.

Long Xingxie had never seen her do anything so seriously in the past sixteen years!

He watched as she picked up a shirt and... After unfolding the garment, she laid it flat on the bed, smoothed the body, then folded up one sleeve, smoothing the crease with her fingernail. She repeated this process with the other sleeve, comparing the creases to ensure symmetry. If they weren't, she would unfold and fold them again.

After folding the sleeves, she aligned the placket and collar, smoothing the crease with her fingernail once more. Then she folded the garment horizontally, smoothing the crease again with her fingernail. Finally, she flattened the folded garment with both palms until it was perfectly flat. Only then was she considered finished.

Long Xingxie stared blankly for a long time. When he turned to look at the clothes that hadn't yet been unfolded and refolded, he noticed that they were clearly folded in the same way, not just randomly.

This meant that his aunt had folded these clothes before. Why was she doing this? Could it be that she was preparing to open her own clothing store and was using these clothes as practice?

Long Xingxie knew, of course, that this explanation was completely impractical, and in fact, he had already guessed why his third aunt had done this, but he just couldn't believe it was true.

After folding several shirts and trousers, his third aunt did something astonishing that Long Xingxie could never have imagined.

She picked up a pair of underwear, stared at it for a while, then gently kissed it, before tightly embracing it between her breasts and closing her eyes in ecstasy.

Long Xingxie felt a violent tremor in his heart. If his heart could leap out of his body, it would have jumped out of his mouth in shock; if blood could be dyed, it would have been burning...

So his third aunt loved his father, so the person in his third aunt's heart really was his father...

"Yinxuan... Yinxuan..."

His third aunt, Meng Ke'er, suddenly opened her eyes and called out softly twice, startling Long Xingxie, who initially thought she had woken up.

But then he saw that his third aunt was talking to the clothes, and realized she was talking to herself.

"Yinxuan, do you know? Ke'er really... really loves you so much..."

Third Aunt said, two bright red clouds immediately rising on her cheeks.

"Before I met you, I didn't understand what love was at all. I thought that when a man and a woman are together and don't quarrel, that's love, that's happiness. I thought that following the family's arrangements to get married and have children was happiness, that being a good wife and mother was happiness. But since I met you, I... I realized... that when you like someone, even just seeing their figure, smelling their scent, or even... just hearing their voice can give you a strange feeling that is both sweet and bittersweet... Hmm, if we could have met a few years earlier, I would rather die than marry that lazybones, your third brother!"

Long Xingxie was deeply moved, but at the same time, he thought: In fact, how many children born into large families can find true love! The marriages of children from large families are never their own choice, they always have to follow the family's arrangements, especially for women, who are often just bargaining chips for the family to obtain benefits.

When his aunt said his uncle was lazy, Long Xingxie secretly thought to himself, "Auntie, you're pretty lazy too."

Meng Ke'er seemed to hear Long Xingxie's thoughts. Just as he thought this, she continued, "Yinxuan, you must think Ke'er is incredibly lazy, right? Sigh… Actually, I wasn't always like this. Back in my parents' home, I was always very diligent and capable. But after marrying that lazybones, seeing him do nothing but eat and sleep all day, I got angry and started doing the same thing, refusing to do any work…

Oh, later I realized it was because I didn't love him at all. If my husband were you, I don't think I would care about these things. It's just a pity I don't have that blessing. Ke'er… I'll never have the chance to properly serve you in this life…" As she said this, her nose tingled, and two crystal tears actually streamed down her face.

Long Xingxie was stunned when he saw his aunt's tears. No wonder his aunt never did anything when his uncle was around. So... so Auntie really did fall in love with Dad, and so deeply! Oh my god, what should I do? She... she's my Auntie! And she's the Auntie who loves Dad. Should I go for it or not? Should I accept it or not?

Going for it or not became a very difficult question at this moment.

Although there was no blood relation between them, and although Long Xingxie didn't care about such things, and although there were no ethical norms in Long Xingxie's eyes, he knew that people on Earth valued seniority very much. If he really got together with Auntie, his mother would definitely skin him alive! Although Long Xingxie wasn't afraid of his mother.

Actually, none of this was the point. The point was that Auntie loved Dad? This made Long Xingxie a little troubled.

Chapter 41 Auntie's Bloom (Part 1)

Auntie cried for a while while holding the underwear, then put it down, carefully folded it, and put it back in the small cabinet next to the bed with other clothes.

Long Xingxie quietly watched his third aunt's dazed expression and loving actions, unsure of what to say.

Something was wrong! If his third aunt loved his father so much, why didn't she marry him? Why did she marry his third uncle?

"Yinxuan, do you know? These clothes are all yours. After you left that year, I kept them all. Even when I married your third brother, I took them with me. I've always kept them, folding them every day," Long Xingxie noticed his third aunt suddenly turn her gaze to him, speaking with deep affection.

It seemed that at this moment, his third aunt was truly lost in memories, truly seeing him as her father.

"I know our meeting was a mistake, but how could you bear to leave me? Even fate is so cruel; after I married into the Long family, I discovered that the person I couldn't forget was actually my husband's ninth brother." Auntie returned to bed, tightly embracing Long Xingxie as if afraid he would disappear. Meng Ke'er kissed Long Xingxie's nose passionately, murmuring indistinctly, "Since we loved each other so much, why didn't we have the courage to confess? And why did you leave like that? I've always wanted to know the reason, but… thankfully you're back today

." "Auntie…"

Hearing Auntie's tender words, Long Xingxie's eyes welled up with tears. Although he wasn't his father, he was moved by Auntie's words. He couldn't help but open his arms and hug Auntie tightly. He still couldn't understand why his father had left.

Auntie was extremely agitated; her hot, delicate body trembled slightly with her sobs. Her full breasts, pressed tightly against Long Xingxie's chest, rolled gently with her slight trembling, like undercurrents surging beneath the sea.

Most crucially, one of her long, slender, and strong thighs happened to be positioned between Long Xingxie's slightly parted legs. With each tremor of her body, that strong thigh would naturally sway gently, unintentionally stimulating Long Xingxie's most sensitive area. This caused Long Xingxie, who was initially immersed in this pure, simple, and untainted atmosphere of desire, to slowly and uncontrollably experience a strong sexual response.

"Ah..."

Suddenly sensing the change in Long Xingxie's body, the Third Aunt, who had been blinded by wild passion, immediately regained some clarity. Of course, her mind was still somewhat clouded, and she didn't realize that the person before her wasn't the one she couldn't forget, but that person's son.

"You...you...Yinxuan...you...you're reacting down there..." Aunt Meng Ke'er murmured shyly.

Long Xingxie gently cupped Aunt Meng Ke'er's pretty face, slowly wiping away the clear tears on her face with his lips, each drop like nectar.

"Holding such a delicate beauty like you in my arms, how could it not react?" Long Xingxie said while kissing Aunt Meng Ke'er's face.

Aunt Meng Ke'er first closed her eyes tightly, fully enjoying this tenderness and romance, but when Long Xingxie's lips touched the tip of her nose, she suddenly let out a soft moan, then tightened her arms, tightly hugging Long Xingxie's waist, and frantically returned the kiss.

Aunt Meng Ke'er's lips were so wet, so hot, so warm. And her kisses were both obsessive and persistent, each fiery kiss seemed to be leaving a deep mark on Long Xingxie's heart.

When two people's lips accidentally touch, it's as if two magnets that attract each other have finally collided and stuck together, never to be separated again.

A hot, delicate tongue, like a passionate guide, lured Long Xingxie's tongue into his aunt's mouth. Then, like a traveler in the desert, she sucked with all her passion and love, simultaneously transferring her own saliva into Long Xingxie's mouth. The

sweet kiss caused their body temperatures to rise steadily, their breathing becoming increasingly rapid. Long Xingxie's large hands began to wander, vigorously caressing his aunt's full, fragrant buttocks. His aunt, however, remained deeply devoted to the kiss, only occasionally gently stroking Long Xingxie's hair and cheeks with her hands.

"Auntie, I want you," Long Xingxie murmured, not caring whether his aunt loved his father or whether society would condemn them. He only wanted to possess her, to possess her madly.

Since his father hadn't been able to give his aunt happiness, he, as her son, would give her happiness from now on. Since his father hadn't been able to take care of his aunt, he, as her son, would take care of her from now on.

"Third Aunt? Why is Yin Xuan calling me Third Aunt? Call me Ke'er." Third Aunt still regarded Long Xingxie as his father, Long Yin Xuan. "Ke'er has wanted to give herself to you for over ten years. Come on, take Ke'er, Ke'er wants you too."

As she spoke, Third Aunt Meng Ke'er had already reached her delicate hand to Long Xingxie's waist and started to undo his belt. After the belt was removed, Third Aunt's small hand went directly to Long Xingxie's crotch and grabbed his erect penis.

"Oh...oh. It's so big. This is the first time Ke'er has touched it." Third Aunt exclaimed, blushing. It was unclear whether her blush was due to drunkenness, shyness, or both.

"Ke'er's little hands are so soft, it feels so good to hold them." After hearing Third Aunt's words, Long Xingxie did not want to be left behind and reached his hands to Third Aunt's chest.

Chapter 42 The Bloom of Third Aunt (Part 2)

He heard no reply, only felt a warm, soft body press against him, the fragrance making Long Xingxie's blood rush faster.

In that instant, he lost himself, stretching out his arms to embrace his third aunt, just as he had with Tan Feifei, his hands moving over her full breasts.

At this moment, Meng Ke'er was not his third aunt, but merely a woman about to be pressed beneath him and played with.

His third aunt pinched his cheek and chuckled, "Ke'er, how come I never realized you were so lecherous?"

Long Xingxie didn't reply, kissing his third aunt's pretty face, his hands finally stopping at her breasts. One in each hand, he grasped, kneaded, and pressed, pinching her nipples. He knew by touch that her breasts weren't large, certainly not as large as Tan Feifei's, but much larger than Shangguan Yun'er's, soft yet elastic, automatically springing back when pressed. Long Xingxie couldn't put them down, becoming increasingly addicted to touching them.

Auntie San had never been teased like this before. She and Long Xingxie's third uncle had absolutely no feelings for each other, so there was practically no marital life between them. He dared not be rude to her when he was pursuing her, thus she was, to a certain extent, as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

Meng Ke'er was sensitive; her breathing became rough and nasal: "You, you're touching me so uncomfortablely all over."

As she spoke, she tried to push Long Xingxie's hand away, meaning she wanted to push him off and not let him be rude. Of course, this was just her feminine modesty at play; deep down, she liked this young man touching her.

Long Xingxie, of course, wouldn't let her go. He kneaded her breasts until they swelled, and he could clearly feel that her nipples were already hard. Long Xingxie was secretly pleased, and his desire burned within him. He pushed Auntie San onto the bed and climbed on top of her himself.

First, he kissed her small mouth; her lips were so hot and soft. Long Xingxie licked, nibbled, pecked, and sucked with abandon, treating her red lips like fruit. He tentatively probed her tongue inwards, and after a few tries, Auntie opened her mouth.

Long Xingxie then found her tongue and began to suckle it, arousing Auntie, who wrapped her arms around his neck.

For pleasure, Long Xingxie moved his body back and forth while kissing Auntie, causing their bodies to rub against each other, arousing Auntie's entire body. A tingling, itchy sensation, usually only felt in dreams, rose from her lower abdomen, making her feel empty and longing for a man to comfort her

. After a while, Long Xingxie parted Auntie's legs and attacked from three directions: kissing her tongue above, playing with her breasts in the middle, while his other hand unceremoniously reached down to her crotch, groping her most precious and mysterious place.

Auntie was still somewhat conscious and instinctively resisted, but after a few touches from Long Xingxie, she yielded. Long Xingxie teased that area with alternating gentleness and roughness, and soon felt it become wet, with sticky fluid seeping from his pants and wetting his hand.

Long Xingxie licked his finger and said, "Third Aunt, you smell so good."

Third Aunt blushed and laughed, scolding, "Why are you calling me Third Aunt again? Call me Ke'er."

Long Xingxie said, "Third Aunt, I want your body, let's do it."

Meng Ke'er let him do as he pleased, her delicate body glowing alluringly under the light, shimmering like crystal.

Meng Ke'er grabbed Long Xingxie's hand and said, "Ke'er has wanted to give herself to you for a long time."

Long Xingxie smiled wickedly, took off his clothes, and stepped forward, kissing Third Aunt from her head down to her lower abdomen. Third Aunt whispered, "Don't lick there, you can't lick there."

Her voice was soft and seductive, making one's blood boil.

Long Xingxie ignored her words and kissed her passionately between her legs. Her pubic hair wasn't much, but it was soft and short. Parting her pubic hair, Long Xingxie kissed her tender lips, making Third Aunt let out a soft "Oh," and say, "Good man, get up quickly, I'm so embarrassed."

Long Xingxie kissed her again, accidentally biting her clitoris, finding her Achilles' heel. Third Aunt's whole body went limp, all her strength gone.

Seeing this, Long Xingxie kissed her passionately, his saliva mixing with Third Aunt's vaginal fluids, making her lower body tremble uncontrollably. After kissing for a while, he got up and hugged Third Aunt.

In her excitement, Third Aunt grabbed wildly with both hands, accidentally grabbing Long Xingxie's huge member. Touching it, Third Aunt exclaimed, "Good man, your thing is quite big, so hard, almost like a rock."

Long Xingxie said, "Then it's perfect for me to get intimate with your treasure."

As he spoke, he inserted his fingers into Third Aunt's vagina.

Third Aunt said, "Don't use your hands, use it."

At this point, Third Aunt's voice was as low as it could be.

Long Xingxie had been holding back for a long time, and the thought of possessing this beautiful woman drove him almost insane with excitement. Encouraged by his third aunt, Long Xingxie lay on her jade-like body, thrusting his massive member forward. Suddenly, a playful thought arose in Long Xingxie, wanting to tease his third aunt, and he deliberately thrust several times without hitting the right spot.

His third aunt, Meng Ke'er, became anxious, grabbing his member and aiming it at her vulva, and their treasures met.

Long Xingxie panted, "Third aunt, I'm going to do it."

His third aunt, Meng Ke'er, resolutely said, "Go ahead, tonight Ke'er is your bride."

Long Xingxie thrust his hips, and his massive member squeezed into his third aunt's crevice. A cry of pain was heard from his third aunt.

Long Xingxie asked, "Third aunt, how is it?" His

third aunt, Meng Ke'er, gritted her teeth and said, "Go for it, don't worry about me."

Long Xingxie steeled his heart, knowing his manhood was enormous. Any woman, whether deflowered or undeflowered, would feel intense pain from his massive member. But after the pain came pleasure, because the stimulation from his enormous size would be unparalleled. So Long Xingxie thrust his member again, using the lubrication of the fluids, and inserted halfway in. This sudden thrust almost made Aunt Meng Ke'er cry, as it felt like she was being torn apart. In that instant, Meng Ke'er was filled with conflicting emotions—the joy of having her desire fulfilled, and the shame of having cheated on her husband. At that moment, she really wanted to push the man off her and cry her heart out.

Suddenly, she felt ashamed. She was already someone else's wife. Although she had loved this man for over ten years, it still didn't feel right for her to be with him.

What kind of woman had she become?

This was just a fleeting thought. When Long Xingxie's massive member was fully inserted, its head pressing against her tender flower core, Meng Ke'er's mind went blank. The physical sensations were complex, a mix of pain, numbness, and a slight itch. She was aroused again, and couldn't help but hook her arms around Long Xingxie's neck, taking the initiative to kiss him.

Long Xingxie's massive member was gripped by her aunt's tight, warm, and moist opening, drawing her very soul there. Long Xingxie slowly moved his member, kissing his aunt a few times, and asked, "Auntie, does it still hurt?"

The previous pain had brought Meng Ke'er back to her senses, and now Long Xingxie's strange address finally made her take it seriously.

Auntie? No.

Meng Ke'er shook her still slightly dizzy head, took a hand from under Long Xingxie, rubbed her eyes, and looked closely.

Heavens! How could it be Xingxie? How could it be him? Wasn't it Yin Xuan?

"Xingxie?! My God! What are you doing?!" Meng Ke'er cried out in shock when she saw the son of the person in her heart lying on top of her, and the nephew who looked exactly like that person.

Seeing that his aunt had come to her senses, Long Xingxie smiled wickedly, "That's right, Aunt, don't you know I'm Xingxie? Who do you take Xingxie for? You were the one who was yelling for Xingxie to do you. Otherwise, even if Xingxie had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do anything reckless."

"You...you...I...I..." Meng Ke'er panicked, she didn't know how to explain everything to her nephew. She could only push hard against Long Xingxie's chest, "You, you get up. You...you pull your thing out."

Having come this far, how could Long Xingxie give in to her? How could he possibly spit out the meat that was already in his mouth?

“My dear aunt, how can I possibly pull it out now? Just give in to Xingxie, and Xingxie will treat you well from now on,” Long Xingxie protested.

“But…” Meng Ke’er wanted to say something more.

Long Xingxie didn’t want to give his third aunt another chance to speak. At this point, he knew he had to be forceful to break the deadlock.

“But what! It’s already inside, so third aunt, just give in to Xingxie! From today onwards, you are Xingxie’s woman, and you can only be fucked by Xingxie from now on! Xingxie is going to fuck you now!”

“Waaah…” The third aunt curled up in a ball, her snow-white neck trembling slightly, her sexy red lips tightly bitten.

Long Xingxie briefly withdrew his penis, but his lecherous hands immediately began to ravage her breasts. Her full, firm breasts, like two plump mounds rising from her slender figure, formed perfect hemispheres like her buttocks. Long Xingxie's large fingers scooped up the two mounds of flesh and kneaded them with abandon.

"Oh..." Auntie shuddered.

Long Xingxie's rough kneading of her breasts was no longer a caress, but rather a ravaging, a hungry ravaging like that of a young, lustful beast. Auntie's full breasts were now swollen and full from her nephew's rough hands. Long Xingxie's lips sucked from her neck to her ear, one hand continuing to knead her breasts, while the other hand reached down to her abdomen.

"Ah..." A chill seemed to creep over her body, and Auntie desperately tried to curl her legs up.

Thick fingers slid down to her lower abdomen, squeezing into the narrow valley and caressing the top, beginning to explore the deeper, softer bottom. Grasping the tip with her palm, the remaining four fingers began to rub the deeper parts. Auntie tightly clamped her legs together, but Long Xingxie's legs were sandwiched between them, her shameful lips helplessly enduring the erotic manipulation. The already swollen and thickened rod pressed against her, the pulsating, large glans grinding tightly against the wet entrance of her honeyed cave.

Auntie's pure body had never been so lewdly defiled by a man. At least in reality, Auntie would never allow anyone to do such a thing to her; she never dreamed that she would be ravaged like this by her own nephew.

Her own nephew was so wantonly committing such disgusting insults against her body, caressing her universally acknowledged beautiful breasts, humiliating her buttocks, and wantonly defiling her secret, sacred garden—it was simply the most despicable and vile violation.

Long Xingxie's thick fingers plunged deep into the narrow opening of her seemingly boneless flower lips, prying them open and continuing to penetrate even deeper, forcing the most sensitive little pearl to offer its pure nectar. An explosive dizziness swept through her body, and Third Aunt's vision began to blur. Third Aunt closed her eyes, furrowed her brows, and bit her lip hard.

Her lower body was being played with at will by Long Xingxie's fingers, and although she couldn't deny Long Xingxie's skillful and provocative teasing, she felt extremely unwilling.

Third Aunt's dignified and intellectual beauty appeared somewhat distorted. Her delicate and sexy rose-red lips involuntarily parted slightly as she breathed softly, and her two breasts trembled with fullness.

Long Xingxie's left hand kneaded her full breasts, while his right hand played with Third Aunt's fleshy buttocks to his heart's content. His huge penis thrust in and out of the tight space of Third Aunt's lower body, and he used his mouth to lift Third Aunt's flowing hair, his lewd hot lips pressing against Third Aunt's fair cheek.

"Third Aunt, you're so beautiful!"

"Ugh...you pervert...let me go...I'm your third aunt!" Meng Ke'er trembled slightly.

It was a kiss that was almost imperceptible. Long Xingxie repeated it several times, then moved behind her back and used his mouth to brush aside her hair, revealing her ear. As his lips approached her earlobe, the tingling sensation made Third Aunt tremble involuntarily. As Long Xingxie's lips gently caressed her, Third Aunt's thighs tightened even more. After only a few kisses, Third Aunt was horrified to find that her icy, stiff body was gradually melting.

"Ah..." Her defenseless ear was invaded, and a sweet pleasure rose through her body. Every time Long Xingxie's lips approached her ear, the source of pleasure within her would ignite, and that extremely pleasant feeling would also spread to Third Aunt's two slender thighs.

Meng Ke'er found it unbelievable; what she was seeing seemed like a dream. She had actually become aroused by her own nephew's touch—something that should never happen.

As if to force the reserved Meng Ke'er to admit this shameful truth, Long Xingxie's fiery assault on her entire body was relentless. Despite her willpower's desire to refuse, her rational defenses crumbled under the relentless onslaught of her sensual pleasure. Auntie was horrified to discover that her body was beginning to fear Long Xingxie's caresses. But her struggles were futile; she could only desperately remind herself that even if her body was being violated, she must maintain her spiritual chastity. To cope carefully, Auntie gritted her teeth.

"Auntie, does it feel good? Being caressed by your own nephew, isn't it exciting?... If you feel good, you must moan!"

Long Xingxie grasped her round, plump breasts, not in the same way as before, but in a very gentle way. Even then, he didn't forget to caress her ears, blowing on her face and using his tongue to subtly slip into her ear, not immediately inserting it completely, but using the side of his tongue to brush the edge of her ear and licking her earlobe with the tip. When her aunt tensed up and stopped breathing, he repeated the same action on that spot. It was like skillfully threading a needle, attacking her unsuspecting erogenous zones with the tip of his tongue.

A tingling, itchy sensation spread throughout her body, making Meng Ke'er panic. How should she defend herself? Only now did Meng Ke'er realize that there were so many erogenous zones in the ear area. But at least her resistance to Long Xingxie was still as strong as before. Oh, no, it should be said that it was even stronger than before.
Chapter 42 of 01-31: Third Aunt's Bloom (Part 2)

Long Xingxie's tongue skills were not static; he skillfully utilized the tip, sides, and various parts of his tongue, exhaling hot breath onto Third Aunt's delicate lips. Simultaneously, he caressed her genitals and breasts with his hands, his hot, thick penis pressing against Third Aunt's sensitive clitoris. When defending against the tongue's attack, other aspects couldn't be attended to; and when defenses in other areas were breached, the nerves throughout the body couldn't focus. Thus, Third Aunt's blind spot erogenous zones were gradually aroused.

Long Xingxie's lips then began attacking behind her ears.

"Ah..." Third Aunt Meng Ke'er gasped deeply, her brows furrowing in pain. She

could no longer feign indifference. Meng Ke'er seemed helpless against the caresses of her ears, the pleasure traveling from her ears all the way to the center of her body. It wasn't just her ears that were being stimulated; her clitoris, being rubbed and pierced by Long Xingxie's penis, felt like it was on fire, and Meng Ke'er felt her body contracting and tightening deep inside.

Her pure body seemed to have been forced to the edge of a cliff by Long Xingxie, and Meng Ke'er immediately realized that this suffocating feeling only intensified the desires she couldn't express.

"Feels good, doesn't it... Third Aunt..." A lewd whisper came into Meng Ke'er's ear, and Long Xingxie almost bit her ear: "Don't be shy, Third Aunt... Your little nipples... are all hard and erect..." Her

already swollen breasts were pushed upwards forcefully, and her delicate, erect nipples were pinched and pulled up, innocently confirming their owner's shame. Never having suffered such humiliation, Meng Ke'er's face burned like fire. But at this moment, Meng Ke'er could only silently bite her lip tightly and turn her head away even more forcefully.

Long Xingxie's face relentlessly pressed against Meng Ke'er's, completely enveloping hers. Meng Ke'er's head was unable to move. Long Xingxie's beard tickled her aunt's fair neck, causing her to shudder involuntarily.

"Aunt... let your nephew play with you... Aunt, you've had an orgasm, haven't you?"

Meng Ke'er bit her lower lip, these unprecedentedly lewd words making her ears burn. Suddenly, as if awakening, she shook her head slightly, resisting Long Xingxie's shameless questioning.

"Still not admitting it... look..."

Under the erotic ravaging, her private parts were overflowing with fluids. Long Xingxie's fingertips lightly picked up the nectar, smearing it wantonly on her pubic hair. Meng Ke'er's face burned, as if it could ignite the surrounding air. Being played with by her lecherous nephew, her own body was actually aroused. But she couldn't deny the truth, so she could only close her eyes tightly and silently endure Long Xingxie's lewd defilement of her pure heart.

"Look down, watch your nephew play with your breasts."

What was he saying?! Meng Ke'er forcefully turned her head towards the wall, resolutely refusing.

"Dare to disobey?!" The hand kneading her breasts tightened slightly.

Meng Ke'er's heart almost jumped out of her chest. Due to the force of Long Xingxie's hand, Meng Ke'er felt a slight pain.

"No... Xingxie... don't..." Her aunt squeezed out a barely audible sound from deep in her throat, clenching her teeth and weakly shaking her head.

"Don't want to? Then look down..."

"..."

"Look down!..." With the inescapable command, her breasts were squeezed even tighter.

Meng Ke'er lowered her proud head. Suddenly, what came into view was her full, snow-white breasts, twisted and deformed in Long Xingxie's devilish hands, kneaded like dough balls until they were flushed. It was like watching porn, only the female lead was herself. This perverse humiliation instantly transformed into another lightning bolt of pleasure, exploding in every pore of Meng Ke'er's body.

"What are you looking at? Say it..."

"I...I'm looking at..."

"Say it, Third Aunt..."

Her nipples were pinched painfully, and another middle finger between her legs threateningly pierced deep into her honey hole.

"I...I can't say it...Please...Spare me..." Her

trembling, sexy red lips pleaded in submission, the desperate beauty appearing even more pitiful, but only igniting Long Xingxie's rising lust. Long Xingxie kneaded Third Aunt's breasts even harder.

"Ah..." There was no way to resist anymore. Everything around her seemed to whirl away, Meng Ke'er felt as helpless as if she were in a wasteland, her trembling red lips reflecting the last shred of her chaste pride.

"Ah... I'm watching... watching you... playing with my... breasts..." Humiliated to utter such vulgar words to a nephew who had taken liberties with her, Meng Ke'er felt an overwhelming shame that made her wish she could disappear from the world immediately. Tears of humiliation filled her beautiful eyes. The

shameless intruder gave Meng Ke'er no chance to catch her breath: "Third Aunt, let's kiss."

"No... please spare me this..." The whisper in her ear made Third Aunt blush deeply and resolutely refuse.

The thought of kissing her nephew gave her goosebumps. Her flushed cheeks were lightly kissed twice, and then her lips immediately became the next target. Long Xing's burning lips relentlessly pursued her.

His tongue licked back and forth on her cheeks, and after several feeble refusals, Meng Ke'er's tender red lips were finally captured. The man forcefully pressed his lips against hers, breathing heavily, his tongue probing along her gums and into her mouth. Overwhelmed with disgust, Meng Ke'er's pure lips tried to escape. The man gripped her jaw tightly, using his fingertips to loosen it, allowing his tongue to slip between her teeth.

Meng Ke'er's resistance gradually weakened, her tongue intensely drawn in, intertwining with his, slowly transforming into a deep kiss like that of true lovers. Overwhelmed with excitement, Long Xingxie let out a deep groan, savoring the shy resistance of his dignified aunt as Lin Junyi forced her into a kiss. He craved the mucous membrane in her mouth, teasing her soft tongue, even sucking up her sweet saliva, his actions not only lewd but also relentlessly clinging to her. Calling it a kiss would be less accurate than raping her mouth.

Meng Ke'er's face grew increasingly red; not only were her lips violated, but her sensitive breasts were also relentlessly kneaded and played with. His other hand moved to her thighs and inner thighs, caressing them and beginning a deep, lingering caress towards her groin. His fingers slipped between her labia, stroking the entrance to her flower. Meng Ke'er's waist arched unconsciously, trying to escape, but only further accommodating the lewd manipulation.

A very long kiss... Long Xingxie shoved his saliva into his aunt's mouth. His aunt trembled with disgust, her throat emitting a sound of terror from within. The reserved woman's body crumbled with shame deep within, and she suddenly exhaled a thick, hot breath.

"Feels good, doesn't it? Aunt... Come on, let's kiss you again."

"..."

Long Xingxie opened his mouth wide, as if to devour his aunt's lips whole, attacking fiercely and greedily. His aunt couldn't refuse; it felt as if the air in her lungs was being sucked away, her mind suddenly going blank. But Long Xingxie's kissing was skillful, and his aunt was unknowingly forced into a state of complete submission. Long Xingxie's tongue swirled violently in her mouth, wrapping around Meng Ke'er's tongue and sucking. This would drag her into an abyss, Meng Ke'er trembled in fear.

"Good aunt... stick out your tongue."

Just moments before, when Long Xingxie's lips brushed against the corner of her mouth, she had desperately tried to keep her mouth closed; now she had to open her lips and stick out her tongue. Although she had been so ravaged, the humiliation of having her tongue sucked by Long Xingxie was something else entirely. After a slight hesitation, Long Xingxie shamelessly squeezed Meng Ke'er's breasts.

Desperately giving up resistance, her eyes tightly shut, her beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly, Meng Ke'er parted her cherry-like lips and slowly extended her small tongue. A profound shame, as if something deep within her had been ripped out, filled her.

Long Xingxie touched his aunt's tongue with the tip of his own, tracing a circle. His aunt, eyes closed and brows furrowed, unconsciously let out a moan from deep within her throat. It wasn't just a simple, sweet sensation; the sweetness spread from the tip of her tongue throughout her tongue and mouth, making every part feel warm.

"Stick your tongue out a little more."

Meng Ke'er hesitated at her nephew's instruction; to let her tongue out any further would be suicidal. And the fact that he had already ignited her was best left unknown to him. Being molested and kissed by her nephew, if she showed any reaction, Meng Ke'er felt she'd rather die.

Feeling like a prisoner about to be executed, Meng Ke'er reluctantly extended her tongue a little further, while Long Xingxie's tongue tip touched the side of her trembling tongue even more carefully.

"Ah... Ah..." Her breathing became heavy, and a faint sound escaped from deep within her throat. Despite her desperate attempts to suppress it, her rapid breathing couldn't be hidden.

After playing with her tongue from the surface to the inside, Long Xingxie's tongue curled up like another creature and then slipped inside, like a small insect crawling along a branch. Each movement touched the erogenous zones in her mouth, and the sensation showed no signs of abating. Her entire mouth was ablaze with desire, as if all the erogenous zones in her body had concentrated on her tongue. At

this moment, Long Xingxie's left hand slid up to her breasts, grasping her swollen and aching breasts.

"Mmm..." Third Aunt let out a higher moan with her lips closed.

Not only was her tongue ignited, but her slender body and breasts were also ablaze. And her nerves were no longer able to issue any commands to her breasts, especially when Long Xingxie kneaded them with his palms.

"Oh..." Auntie's upper body suddenly jerked upwards, forced to grab Long Xingxie's hand and shift her defensive focus. The pleasure and ecstasy aroused within her spread throughout her body as her breasts were being caressed with fiery heat—a stimulation difficult to resist. The hand that had been gripping Long Xingxie's was now powerless. Her consciousness was hazy, and her defenses were weakening.

Long Xingxie seemed to press his advantage, exposing Auntie's bare lower abdomen and beautiful, long legs. Auntie's legs were plump and smooth, with alluring curves tracing the tips of her toes, and Long Xingxie's fingers caressed her engorged and erect nipples.

"Ah..."

As her tongue was sucked, Auntie's beautiful legs swayed slightly, and her lower body was completely numb and tingling. Her pure and delicate nipples were being lewdly violated; Auntie's fingers curled, and her long thighs unconsciously tensed. Next, the nerves focused on the breasts had to be shifted to the area between the thighs, but the weakened defenses seemed utterly useless. The caresses quickened, launching a fierce attack on the defenseless breasts and tongue.

Auntie breathed heavily through her nose; if her mouth hadn't been covered by Long Xingxie's, Meng Ke'er didn't know if she would have made any shameful sounds. Especially with the exposed base of her slender thighs, the snow-white skin contrasting with the dark pubic hair, the dew still clinging to the grass where Long Xingxie had smeared it—Meng Ke'er could feel the shameful, obscene scene. She

desperately tried to regain her chastity, but the shame seemed no match for the pleasure. Her long-ravaged vulva felt especially hot. Long Xingxie used his middle finger as a center point, then used all four fingers to caress her.

"Mmm..." Auntie's red lips and tongue were both occupied, and the strength that had been gripping Long Xingxie's arm, which was ravaging her breasts, seemed to vanish in an instant.

"Ahhh..." Breathing rapidly, Meng Ke'er desperately tried to pull her mouth away, her limbs twisting violently, and a sobbing sound emanating from deep within her throat—the urge from Long Xingxie's ministrations on her erogenous zones.

This power was unprecedented; how could this continue? Meng Ke'er suddenly became alert. He was forcing her into submission. Even her body was reacting as if she were being caressed by her lover.

Finally, Long Xingxie's mouth left her, and Meng Ke'er gasped for breath like a fish out of air, her firm breasts trembling. But immediately, an even more terrifying voice reached her ears: "Third Aunt's body is already enjoying itself, isn't it...?"

Meng Ke'er no longer had the strength to deny it; in fact, she didn't know how to refute the facts her nephew had stated.

"But my body is still suppressing... my dear aunt..." As if afraid Meng Ke'er wouldn't understand, the thick, hot penis between his legs throbbed as if explaining, and Meng Ke'er's whole body stiffened instantly.

Could it be... that she was going to be raped by her own nephew...? Just thinking of the word "rape" sent a rush of heat to Meng Ke'er's head. Although all her forbidden zones had been shamefully violated, Meng Ke'er could still barely forgive herself. Being molested by her nephew, her body could still remain pure inside. But being "raped" meant there was no excuse. The thought of Long Xingxie's thick penis roughly penetrating her pure body filled Meng Ke'er with panic. She loved his father; how could she have a relationship with him?

She twisted her waist nervously, as if trying to escape a red-hot branding iron, trying to break free from the thick, hard penis pressing tightly against her flower lips: "No... Xingxie... absolutely not... aren't you enough..."

But despite her resolute determination, the words she uttered lacked power. Coupled with her face pressed against Long Xingxie's, her posture and words resembled a soft plea to a lover. Meng Ke'er hated herself; where had all her usual fighting spirit and courage gone?!

Even so, Meng Ke'er was determined. If Long Xingxie really wanted to force himself on her, she would resist. She couldn't have a relationship with the son of the person she loved, especially since she was his third aunt.

As if seeing through Meng Ke'er's heart, Long Xingxie didn't force himself on her: "Don't be nervous, Third Aunt... I won't force you... but you have to hold on, my dear Third Aunt..."

He said he wouldn't force me! Meng Ke'er thought bitterly. "You think I wanted to be treated like this by you?" However, with the biggest crisis averted, Meng Ke'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. She just didn't understand why Long Xingxie had said she wouldn't be able to hold on...

The answer was immediately given. Long Xingxie suddenly grabbed Meng Ke'er's waist, and with a forceful pull, lifted her slender body upwards, immediately squeezing the gap he left behind. Long Xingxie's knees were already through Meng Ke'er's open legs, pressing against the wall in front of her. Only Meng Ke'er's toes remained on the ground, creating a position where her body was lifted, her legs spread apart, almost leaning against Long Xingxie's thighs. The crisis wasn't over, just changed.

Caught off guard, Meng Ke'er's weight shifted uncontrollably, pressing against Long Xingxie's thick, erect penis. Her labia were immediately forced open, the hot, massive glans squeezing into her narrow opening. An intense, almost unbearable pleasure surged through her.

"Ah..." Meng Ke'er cried out, immediately rising on her tiptoes, her left hand gripping the sheets tightly.

"I keep my word... Hold on, Auntie..." Long Xingxie didn't press his advantage, but whispered smugly in his aunt's ear.

Despite her aunt's desperate attempts to arch her back, the large glans slipped slightly out of her opening, but remained firmly pressed against the entrance, her labia unable to close.

Meng Ke'er, recovering from her initial shock, suddenly understood the lewd meaning behind Long Xingxie's words.

Although he had promised not to force her, Long Xingxie had positioned her in such an obscene manner, their genitals shamefully intertwined. Even if Long Xingxie didn't actively force himself on her, once she could no longer support herself on her toes, her entire body weight would automatically allow Long Xingxie's vicious, enormous rod to penetrate her honey hole. Moreover, Long Xingxie could claim that he hadn't forced her; that she had willingly allowed him to penetrate her pure honey hole.

(Despicable! Vulgar! Shameless!...) Meng Ke'er was both angry and anxious, desperately twisting her body to try and escape the terrifying predicament before her.

Long Xingxie remained calm, spreading his legs wide apart, his right hand tightly gripping his aunt's slender waist, his left hand pinching her full breasts, and with the powerful pressure of his lower abdomen and thighs, he pressed his aunt firmly into his arms.

Relying solely on her toes, Meng Ke'er couldn't muster any strength; like a butterfly firmly nailed to a wall, she struggled in vain, completely unable to escape. In her forceful twisting, she forgot about their intimately connected genitals, almost allowing the terrifying glans to pierce her already very lubricated honey hole again. Meng Ke'er was so frightened that she immediately stopped struggling, trying her best to tense her long, slender legs. However,

this only stopped the thick glans from continuing to thrust in. Her slender waist was tightly gripped, making it impossible to avoid the embarrassing situation of their genitals being pressed together. This alone almost made Meng Ke'er faint. Long Xingxie's penis had already broken through the first line of defense. Her delicate labia were helplessly forced apart, and the thick, hot glans pressed tightly against the entrance of her chaste flesh. Her naked, tender flesh was forced to accept the contact and friction of the penis. This was already only a hair's breadth away from actual intercourse.

"Enjoy it slowly, Third Aunt... As long as you can hold on, I will never force you..."

Long Xingxie firmly controlled the situation and began to ruthlessly and thoroughly ravage the mental purity of his Third Aunt's heart.

"You... Xingxie... so despicable..." Responding hatefully to her nephew's shameless teasing, the third aunt was both ashamed and anxious, yet caught in a dilemma. Unwilling to endure this humiliating predicament, yet afraid to struggle forcefully, she could only concentrate her strength, using her toes to maintain her posture, allowing Long Xingxie to fully enjoy the pleasure of her tight, fleshy opening pressing against his large glans.

Long Xingxie wasn't in a hurry to enjoy his third aunt's virgin honeyed cave. While savoring her shy, anxious, and powerless expression, he shamelessly began to assault her already ravaged body once more. When Meng Ke'er despairingly gave up struggling, Long Xingxie once again reached for her breasts, kneading them. Like a power plant, waves of pleasure emanated from those two breasts, transmitting to every part of her body. Her knees had lost their strength, and Meng Ke'er seemed about to collapse, instinctively grabbing Long Xingxie's shoulder. As if under anesthesia, Long Xingxie's hand moved from her chest to her side, then to her slender waist, like a young girl's; then slid down from her waist.

"Ah ah..." Meng Ke'er's left hand gripped Long Xingxie's shoulder, her right hand clutching the sheets, her fingertips curled, her entire beautiful body curvaceous, her face contorted in a desperate expression.

Long Xingxie lifted her slightly, revealing the exquisite curves of Meng Ke'er's lower body. Her slender, long body exuded feminine charm, most notably her delicate ankles. Her long, shapely thighs appeared soft and rounded, radiating the vitality of a young woman. With legs like those, of course, she would never wear stockings. Moreover, her buttocks, freed from the confinement of silk panties, were slightly upturned, as if suspended. And those breasts, usually pressed tightly by the bra, looked even more beautiful when the bra was removed.

Long Xingxie used his skillful fingers, running from his lower abdomen down to the bottom of his thighs, playing with the protruding part with his middle finger from below, seemingly caressing it without any affectation, then pinching and rubbing the most sensitive spot with his thumb.

His thighs cramped a little, and as soon as he relaxed his legs, his tight honey hole immediately felt the pressure of the large penis. Meng Ke'er hurriedly focused her consciousness and tried her best to lift her waist up. But the current had already spread from that deepest point to her whole body, and the secret flesh in that warm valley was already wet. She

could hardly stand anymore. Meng Ke'er felt desperate. She was not at all inferior about the proportions of her body; on the contrary, she was quite confident. Therefore, if the other person was her lover, and she was praised for being naked, she would not dislike it at all. But this time was different; the other person was her nephew. When her breasts were squeezed, unlike usual, they felt heavier and protruded forward, their bulging appearance utterly humiliating.

The erect nipples, about two or three centimeters long, tingled with a tingling, itchy, and slightly swollen pain, as if from excessive congestion, under Long Xingxie's expert teasing and playing. Of course, it was filled with humiliation and shame, but the pleasure mixed with the pain spread throughout her body from the delicate nipples.

Long Xingxie pressed his lips to his aunt's earlobe, gently blowing air.

Meng Ke'er trembled slightly at that, as he licked her earlobe with his tongue, the sweet waves flowing down to the center of her body. Compared to the previous subtle contact, the more intense the touch, the stronger the pleasure. Her once-slowed nerves refocused on her aunt's breasts. Even as Meng Ke'er leaned back, her firm breasts retained their beautiful shape.

They seemed oblivious to Meng Ke'er's will, as if harboring resentment for the past year of mistreatment. The full, rounded peaks acted on their own, seemingly welcoming Long Xingxie's manipulation. Meng Ke'er couldn't even muster the will to defend herself; it was as if all means of resistance had been taken away. She accepted Long Xingxie's caresses, hoping to minimize her suffering.

Long Xingxie's hand traced the inside of her knee, moving down her thigh towards her groin.

"Ah..." Meng Ke'er instantly lost control, almost crying out.

The rubbing of her firm breasts had already caught her off guard, and now her labia were being rubbed as well.

"Oh... ooh... ah..."

Clutching her hands and curling her toes, Meng Ke'er still tried her best to defend herself. But her body, so roughly and lewdly played with, felt like it was burning with lava, from the surface of her lips all the way inside, far beyond Meng Ke'er's imagination.

"Ugh...no...!" Meng Ke'er curled up, trying to hide her head with her half-long hair.

"Oh..." Gasping as if she were dying, Meng Ke'er spread her legs, which were taut.

This was also a blind spot, something Meng Ke'er had never considered. Until now, her thighs had been touched before, but never like this, her entire leg was numb. Long Xingxie didn't seem to miss that bud either, tracing circles there with his fingers, playing with it lightly and heavily with his fingertips.

"Oh..."

With her thighs as the center, Meng Ke'er floated up, seemingly abandoning everything, and heat seemed to surge from the opening of her body. Although she didn't directly touch the protruding bottom, it was as if an acupoint had been touched, making her incredibly ashamed, and her body was filled with juices. At the same time, Meng Ke'er's body felt a thirst she had never experienced before. The juices gushing from her body were that symbol.

Long Xing's wicked yet skillful caresses had unexpected effects. From her toes all the way to the bottom of her thighs, the lewd teasing began to shake the foundation of Meng Ke'er's senses. The fingertips explored deeper, as if trying to suck up the tendons inside.

"Ah... ah..." In coordination with the movements, Meng Ke'er's waist involuntarily twisted slightly.

Although she still managed to maintain a restrained demeanor on the outside, her body had begun to crumble from the inside. Her chaste labia were parted to the left and right, exposing the central entrance. Meng Ke'er was filled with sensuality and humiliation, feeling as if her internal organs were being exposed, a shame and humiliation akin to being thrown into a vat of boiling oil. Yet, the sensuality was unstoppable, even intensifying, to the point where Meng Ke'er's rationality was nearly beyond her control.

Erotic fingers lightly and heavily caressed the inner membrane of her breasts, causing Meng Ke'er's body to tremble slightly. Her pure valley was beginning to become muddy, and Long Xing's left hand attacked her breasts again. Her breasts had never been so full before; that excited look was truly shameful.

"Ah..."

Beneath those full breasts, Long Xing's hand cradled them, causing them to sway shamefully. The sexual sensations hidden deep within her breasts were awakened. When the fingertips reached the pink areolas, Meng Ke'er's face twitched left and right, emitting a sound as if she were about to cry. When her lover touched her breasts, Meng Ke'er's body was usually governed by reason; but when Long Xingxie molested her, Meng Ke'er felt as if her mind was going to go blank.

Her numb, engorged, and erect nipples were teased by Long Xingxie's fingertips. "Oh!" As if struck by a high-voltage electric shock, Meng Ke'er twisted her upper body, arching her back. Her entire chest, with her nipples at the apex, seemed to be on fire. Long Xingxie's fingertips forcefully kneaded the upper part of those young and beautiful breasts, the rapid, beautiful waves almost shattering Meng Ke'er's reason.

"Ah ah!" Meng Ke'er exhaled a deep, hot breath, desperately trying to concentrate her remaining thoughts to forget the terrible fingers ravaging her breasts.

But what was even more terrifying was that it wasn't just her breasts that were being ravaged. Meng Ke'er's chaste lips had already humiliatingly submitted to Long Xingxie's large glans, shamefully holding the smooth, hot glans tightly. With a slight sway, the tender flesh was squeezed and rubbed, turning into a honey-like fluid that began to flow down the surface of Long Xingxie's glans. The tip of his glans pulsated inside her labia, and Meng Ke'er's pleasure intensified.

"No..." she struggled with shame in her heart.

Meng Ke'er arched her back, and Long Xingxie's glans moved in and out of the entrance to her honeyed cave. Meng Ke'er felt as if she were about to fly, something she had never experienced before. Long Xingxie's fingertips attacked the last pearl—the engorged bud. For this pearl, Long Xingxie began to attack from the periphery, stimulating it thoroughly before enveloping it entirely with his fingertips, but still not conquering the pearl, only lightly rubbing it.

"Ah... Ah..." With a muffled cry, Meng Ke'er convulsively arched her back.

A powerful surge of pleasure, and the uncontrollable trembling of desire, seemed to have nothing to do with Meng Ke'er's will. The hot rain made Meng Ke'er let out a sobbing echo.

"Ah!..."

Pearls were snatched into fingers, and Meng Ke'er's outstretched toes curled up. Her wet lips were pressed against, the thick and hot tip squeezing relentlessly. Her already burning body seemed about to explode.

"Ah... Ah..." Attacked from above and below, Meng Ke'er desperately tried to find a way to escape, but this did not diminish the pleasure. Even if she could escape, her unguarded ears and inner thighs would still experience endless pleasure.

Her upper body writhed like a snake, and Meng Ke'er moaned repeatedly between sensuality and anxiety. After being so roughly ravaged, her breasts were burning hot, and her labia were inexplicably dripping with fluid. The heat from her breasts and labia naturally traveled to Meng Ke'er's armpits and inner thighs.

"Your body wants it, doesn't it? Third Aunt...you're suffering from it, aren't you!" With a lecherous tone, Long Xingxie gently bit his third aunt's earlobe, teasingly whispering in her ear.

Meng Ke'er gritted her teeth, desperately rebuilding her gradually weakening defenses. Even so, with her breasts so erect and gushing fluid from her clitoris, it was impossible to say "no." But no matter how ugly her body appeared, her mind and body could not allow it; as his beloved, she was being played with like this.

"How long are you going to keep up this act, Third Aunt?..." Long Xingxie rubbed her pert breasts, enjoying the sight of her distressed expression. "Your breasts are so swollen, and your nipples are so perky..."

Third Aunt resolutely bit her lower lip, pretending not to hear Long Xingxie's lewd teasing.

Long Xingxie traced his fingertips from below her labia upwards. "Ah..." Third Aunt twisted her waist upwards in distress.

Then, a second and a third time, Long Xingxie gently traced his fingertips on Third Aunt's pink and sensitive clitoris.

"Ugh... Ah... Ah..." She let out sounds as if she was about to collapse, a desperate expression appearing on her face twisted with shame.

"That was a great reaction! Third Aunt, why did you do that just now?"

Amidst Long Xingxie's mocking tone, Meng Ke'er tried to regain her rationality from the quagmire of sensuality, trying to straighten her limbs.

Long Xingxie's fingers attacked Meng Ke'er's erect nipples again.

"Oh!..." Clenching her hands and curling her fingertips, Meng Ke'er felt the sweet impact, letting out a trembling sound. Her face, which had just barely tightened, became intoxicated again.

Waves of pleasure, even stronger than before, washed over her entire body. Regardless of Meng Ke'er's will, her full lips were half-open, trembling slightly.

"Ah..." Long Xingxie's fingertips approached the slope of another breast, relentlessly pushing upwards.

"Ah... um..." Her slender, exquisite body writhed gently; Meng Ke'er felt almost burning. In her hazy mind, she had no idea whether she was running away or welcoming those five terrifying fingers.

Long Xingxie's fingertips finally climbed onto the pink, erect nipple.

"Ah..." It felt as if her spine had been broken, the impact reverberating throughout her body. The engorged nipple curled even higher.

Long Xingxie slid his finger around the beautiful areola.

"Ah! No, stop!" Meng Ke'er cried out, her full breasts, which seemed about to burst, seemed to want to chase after that finger. And Long Xingxie seemed to be pressing his advantage, his right hand fingers parting the labia and gently pinching the bud. The tips of her desperately stretched-out limbs sent back sweet waves. Her already burning body seemed to be fueled by oil, burning even more intensely with sensuality.

"Ah... no..." Auntie frowned, her body trembling from the pleasurable sensation.

The fingertip slid once more.

"Oh!..." Meng Ke'er clenched her hands, her fingertips bending deeply, as if her spine, pubic bone, and lower limbs had all melted away. It wasn't because of strong friction, but rather because of the soft tips of her fingertips.

When Long Xingxie's fingertips traced the delicate bud for the third time, it wasn't just inside Meng Ke'er's body; it felt as if fire was erupting from every part of her.

"Ugh..." she whimpered, exhaling deep breaths, her fair skin flushed crimson. It was no longer a matter of defense; the pleasure emanating from her secret garden paralyzed her entire body in an instant. Her delicate nipples trembled slightly like gasps, an unnatural tremor running from her lower abdomen to her waist.

The tip of his thick glans once again plunged into the tight entrance of her honeyed lips.

"Ah..." Startled from her daze, Meng Ke'er desperately tried to escape the terrifying penis, so she could only push her body forward.

Long Xingxie didn't pursue, but instead wantonly played with the area around the entrance of her aunt's honeyed cave, his thick glans savoring the pleasure of the tender flesh clenching and rubbing against her honeyed cave entrance. Auntie's limbs tensed, no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't escape this humiliating posture. Her nephew wasn't just after her body, he also wanted to taste her shame and humiliation! Refusing to add to her lewd nephew's pleasure, Meng Ke'er gritted her teeth, intending to remain unresponsive.

But for Long Xingxie, Auntie's furrowed brows and clenched teeth only increased his excitement; his thick glans throbbed with even greater excitement. Just this kind of teasing was enough to drive Meng Ke'er mad with shame. Her chaste honey hole was actually gripping a completely unfamiliar, thick glans; even before penetration, Meng Ke'er was already burning with immense shame.

"Although it's disgusting, it feels good, doesn't it... Auntie..."

Shamelessly teasing Auntie's subtle contradictions, Long Xingxie's thick penis glans pressed against Auntie's tight honey hole, throbbing defiantly. Although she knew her refusal would only increase Long Xingxie's pleasure, Meng Ke'er couldn't help but slightly turn her head away in denial after hearing such a lewd comment.

"Don't be shy... If you want it, just do it yourself, Third Aunt..."

"Ah..." Meng Ke'er gasped softly. Long Xingxie pushed off with his legs, lifting Meng Ke'er's slender body off the ground, leaving only her toes barely touching the earth. Her entire weight instantly dropped, and Meng Ke'er's tight, moist opening immediately felt the pressure of the large glans. The hot penis began to force its way into her opening. A desperate scream echoed deep within her heart. Meng Ke'er suddenly concentrated all her strength to support her toes. But her delicate toes couldn't support her entire weight. Her body involuntarily wanted to fall, but was immediately stopped by the large glans. Meng Ke'er convulsively tensed her long legs.

“If you can’t hold on, don’t force yourself, Third Aunt… Nephew knows you want it too…”

While savoring Third Aunt’s almost tearful shame and anxiety, Long Xingxie continued to ravage her forbidden zone. But he cunningly only used his fingertips to lightly tease her nipples and the buds of her honey hole, attacking Third Aunt’s source of pleasure while giving her no chance to use her body for support. Her sensitive nerves were skillfully manipulated, and Meng Ke’er had no strength left in her body. Her knees went weak, and her body fell limply, only to be immediately touched by that burning erection.

“Don’t grit your teeth… It’s already gone in so far, Third Aunt…”

He relentlessly ravaged and played with Third Aunt’s most sensitive forbidden zone, not giving her a chance to breathe, while destroying her last remaining rationality with lewd words. As Long Xingxie savored the pleasure of his thick glans penetrating deeper into his aunt's tight, honeyed cave, he greedily stared at her flushed, hot face, appreciating the shameful and humiliating expression on her face as her chastity was being violated inch by inch. She

desperately tried to hold onto the wall, but to no avail. She clearly felt the thick glans penetrating her tight opening, the hot, thick pressure shooting from her lower abdomen to her throat. Meng Ke'er's body stiffened abruptly as if electrocuted, the terrifying cannon withdrawing slightly.

"You can't help but move as soon as it's in? Aunt... take it slow, I'll give you enough pleasure..."

Her mind went blank, unable to refute Long Xingxie's deliberately lewd misinterpretation. All of Meng Ke'er's strength was concentrated on her ballet-like tiptoeing, her long, slender legs trembling slightly as she struggled to maintain her balance.

The thick glans filled her third aunt's wet, tight honey hole, pulsating and swelling incessantly. Long Xingxie had made up his mind to make this reserved and dignified third aunt offer her virginity to him.

("I can't take it anymore... God, save me...")

She cried out in despair deep inside, but her delicate toes could no longer support her full weight, and Meng Ke'er's slender body finally collapsed. Long Xingxie's thick glans immediately and shamelessly met it, deeply penetrating her third aunt's virgin honey hole. The pure, tender flesh immediately and unknowingly clamped down on the intruder, and Meng Ke'er strongly felt the thick, fiery rod fully stretching open her petite body.

"You're so tight, Auntie... Being fucked by your own nephew, isn't it exciting...?"

Meng Ke'er's blank mind was jolted back to the shameful reality. Like a beautiful butterfly on the verge of death, she struggled with her last ounce of strength, but her futile upward thrusts turned into humiliation as she used her own honeypot to thrust into his penis. The sharp edges of the thick glans rubbed against the sensitive flesh of her honeypot's inner walls, sending electric shocks and fiery sensations through her entire body.

"Your little mouth up there says no... but your little mouth down there is biting my big penis so tightly..."

Not only his body, but also his virtuous soul were cruelly ravaged. Long Xingxie suddenly released his auntie's body, leaving only their genitals pressed together. With nowhere to put her weight, his auntie's tall, slender figure seemed to be completely pierced and lifted by Long Xingxie's thick, erect penis. Her spasmodic struggles couldn't last long; her delicate toes, supporting her weight, felt like they were about to break.

(“I can’t take it anymore… I can’t hold back…”) Her thighs had already spasmed, and Meng Ke’er’s tense body finally collapsed, her tender honey hole immediately being deeply pierced by the fiery rod.

“Ah… no…” A desperate scream came from the depths of her heart. Meng Ke’er’s collapsing body no longer had the strength to struggle, and her helpless honey hole humiliatingly clamped down on the rough conqueror.

(“Shameless pervert… finally penetrated… God… did I owe him something in my past life…”)

Her humiliated and shameful pretty face convulsed in an instant as Long Xingxie’s lewd instrument mercilessly and completely penetrated Meng Ke’er’s cunt. Her tight honey hole was completely filled and penetrated, and the huge pressure in her lower abdomen was pressing against her throat, making it hard to breathe. Meng Ke’er unconsciously opened her mouth slightly. Her sexy, slightly parted, delicate red lips were immediately inserted by a rough finger, and her small tongue was also roughly played with. Meng Ke'er's already frozen mind was hazy, as if she were in a pornographic film she had seen, where the female lead was also being erotically violated in this way, her upper and lower mouths being brutally raped by a man.

Her chaste honey hole was now also being subjected to obscene humiliation, the terrible erotic device pulsating intensely under the tight grip of her tender flesh. Meng Ke'er was horrified to discover that although her tender cervix was being pressed against the hot glans, her buttocks still did not touch Long Xingxie's lower abdomen.

("Is it really that long???...") Meng Ke'er could hardly believe this terrible fact.

Her beautifully curved body was like being held on Long Xingxie's erotic device as the only fulcrum. Meng Ke'er could not maintain her body, but even the slightest twist of her limbs caused intense friction in her honey hole.

"You're twisting so slutty! Third Aunt... I really didn't know you were so tight here..."

Unable to bear the immense humiliation, Meng Ke'er desperately tried to push her lower abdomen forward, futilely trying to escape the thick, fiery rod penetrating her.

"Stop pretending, Third Aunt... Don't forget, you're the one who let me insert it..."

Having thoroughly humiliated his previously reserved third aunt, Long Xingxie no longer relaxed. His thick body pressed heavily against her, his right hand tightly gripping her slender waist, and his erect penis began its terrifying attack. Overwhelmed by apocalyptic fear, Meng Ke'er curled up in a final act of resistance. But after Long Xingxie's wrist subdued her slender body, he used the strength of her spread legs to try and force his thick penis into her secret passage from behind.

"No!..." A whimper of resistance escaped from her gagged lips.

The third aunt desperately clung to the wall, her long, shapely legs trembling. In that instant, the tip of Long Xingxie's penis plunged deep into her body.

"Wow..." Meng Ke'er's face, pale with fear, convulsed in an instant, her full, pert buttocks feeling as if they were being torn in two. The intense impact felt like it was tearing Meng Ke'er's delicate body apart, the burning heat reaching deep into her womb. Meng Ke'er felt herself being stretched and expanded in a way she had never experienced before. Although Long Xingxie seemed rough, he hadn't used excessive force yet, at least not from his movements during penetration. He

inserted the tip deep into Meng Ke'er's body, then slowly began to advance from directly below.

If he didn't do this, her body would probably be torn apart! Meng Ke'er subconsciously felt grateful for Long Xingxie's thoughtfulness, but immediately understood her situation and quickly suppressed this shameful thought.

But no matter how carefully she entered, the impact and overwhelming sensation from Long Xingxie's thick penis irresistibly grew larger, making Meng Ke'er feel as if she were suffocating. Meng Ke'er's body could only cooperate with that unknown size, slowly expanding. It wasn't just big; the hardness like steel, the heat like a branding iron, were all firsts for Meng Ke'er.

Soft breaths escaped from Meng Ke'er's small nose; her limbs had exhausted all their strength, having given up any instinctive resistance. That was probably due to the oppressive force of that weapon, that throbbing, erect penis. Her body was completely possessed by Long Xingxie, and if things went wrong, it might even damage her!

The size of the penis already inserted into Meng Ke'er's body was twice that of anything she had ever experienced before, meaning it was only halfway in. And this wasn't just based on her internal sensations; what was even more terrifying was that although Meng Ke'er's body was already filled with a bulging sense of presence, Long Xingxie's waist was still several centimeters away from hers. Meng Ke'er's pert buttocks and Long Xingxie's waist were connected by a stiff penis. This wasn't just because Long Xingxie's penis was so long and large, but also because her body still had to endure some more torment. Needless to say, her mind couldn't bear it any longer, and neither could her body.

Long Xingxie seemed to understand Meng Ke'er's feelings, so he stopped advancing and began to withdraw. Meng Ke'er relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Waaah..." In that instant, a mournful groan escaped from the depths of her throat. The penis that had just been withdrawn was immediately thrust in again, then withdrawn again... ...began its rhythmic thrusting.

Of course, this was the usual action of the perpetrator in a rape; but the impact of that penis was simply too great. Meng Ke'er couldn't even imagine how that thick, long penis could move in and out of her tight body.

Her limbs limp and powerless, Meng Ke'er placed all her strength on her buttocks, enduring the immense humiliation of being raped from both above and below. Since she had already been raped, all she could do now was satisfy her nephew's desires as soon as possible!

(Just a little more patience...) Let the humiliation and shock of being raped go to waste; try to think of the bright side! Meng Ke'er encouraged herself in this way. Perhaps just a few more minutes, five minutes at most? No matter how painful, it would eventually end!

Long Xingxie's erotic instrument moved in and out rhythmically, wantonly thrusting into Meng Ke'er's chaste secret passage.

Meng Ke'er's limbs were long and slender, with a delicate and sexy waist. Her snow-white skin, combined with her stunning face, created an irresistible allure. The exquisite curves from her breasts to her buttocks were enough to drive any man mad. Long

Xingxie had been deeply inserted into Meng Ke'er's body for over five minutes, yet he continued his mechanical, precise in-and-out movements, neither too fast nor too slow, as if he had plenty of time. He had been thrusting in and out of Meng Ke'er's tight, honeyed cave for a full ten minutes!

"Ah...ah..." Reason refused to admit it, but her body was beginning to heat up. Meng Ke'er was ashamed to find that her body was involuntarily clenching the thick, erect penis deeply inserted inside her.

The penis, which had been rhythmically moving in and out of her, was now trying to penetrate even deeper. But it wasn't in a frantic rush; rather, it was advancing steadily and precisely in small increments.

(Ah!... It's already reached the cervix... It probably can't go any further...)

But even Meng Ke'er found it strange that her body was gradually opening up to welcome the penis. The rhythmic in-and-out movements of the first ten minutes seemed like a warm-up for this. After being impacted deeper by the thick, hard penis, Meng Ke'er's body felt light and airy, as if she were about to fly. The penis, which had been inside her for a full ten minutes, was once again relentlessly trying to let Meng Ke'er feel its unique touch.

"Oh... Oh... Hmm..." With those small movements, the penis went even deeper into her body, and the muffled cries deep in Meng Ke'er's throat became increasingly difficult to suppress. If Long Xingxie were to penetrate her all at once, Meng Ke'er was truly afraid that she would lose control and scream out loud.

Gradually, Long Xingxie's lower abdomen reached the point of contact, and Meng Ke'er's buttocks and Long Xingxie's waist were joined together, tightly joined, and Meng Ke'er experienced for the first time the feeling of her uterus making noises. Long Xingxie allowed Meng Ke'er to fully experience the feeling of her body being expanded and filled to its maximum fullness. Even if not, Long Xingxie should be the first man who could make Meng Ke'er's body defy her own rationality, and for her body to stretch out and welcome her!

Although she didn't want to admit it, the only one who could reach her uterus directly was her nephew! Apart from the initial assault, from the moment of actual penetration, no violent means were used. If there was any violence, it was probably the thick, erect penis that was penetrating her tight body, recklessly going in and out!

The penis then began to thrust again, this time not gradually, but at a rapid pace.

Meng Ke'er simply couldn't believe that such a long and thick penis could actually enter and exit her slender, girlish body. From beginning to end, it had lasted for nearly twenty minutes. The size of Long Xingxie's penis, and the length of time it took to penetrate and withdraw, were all new to Meng Ke'er. And after twenty minutes, Long Xingxie's rhythm hadn't changed at all. If there was any change, it was probably that Long Xingxie was increasing the force of his upward thrusts.

When his penis reached her cervix, Long Xingxie's lower abdomen pressed against Meng Ke'er's buttocks, and at that moment, their bodies made a slight sound, but it was immediately completely drowned out.

Meng Ke'er gradually felt panicked. No matter how Long Xingxie's penis penetrated her, all she felt now was humiliation and shame. This was incest! She was being violated and molested by her own nephew, and now her virginity was being completely raped. But being so frantically ravaged made Meng Ke'er's body feel it so deeply, almost to the point of being unforgettable. A sense of unease began to arise in Meng Ke'er's mind.

Long Xingxie's left hand withdrew from Meng Ke'er's delicate red lips, which had been numb from being played with, and without any resistance, it attacked his third aunt's defenseless breasts.

"Mmm... Oh..." Meng Ke'er arched her upper body, and without her noticing, her breasts had become very firm.

Her pert breasts, already more than twice as elastic as the average person's, had become even larger and firmer due to stimulation, which was truly unbelievable. Although her nipples had been pausing for a while, they remained alluringly erect. But their current state was definitely abnormal. While they had acted this way before when she masturbated, it had never been this intense. This was probably due to the humiliation and disgust she felt from being raped and penetrated by Long Xingxie. Moreover, that feeling of disgust seemed to be growing stronger.

But her ignorant breasts completely betrayed Meng Ke'er's wishes. As Long Xingxie grabbed her breasts and played with them from top to bottom, Meng Ke'er was humiliated to find that her tight vagina was involuntarily gripping Long Xingxie's penis tighter and tighter. With her swollen breasts being tightly gripped, Meng Ke'er felt her body being pressed inward more and more, while the penis deeply inserted into her grew even larger. At the same time, she suddenly felt a scorching flame expanding within her body, spreading from a single point to a wider area, but Long Xingxie remained nonchalant, continuing his thrusting motion.

"Is it good? Third Aunt..." Long Xingxie's lewd whispers rang in Meng Ke'er's ears again, and Meng Ke'er stubbornly turned her head away.

"Being fucked by your own nephew, and still able to act so dignified, truly my third aunt..."

Biting her delicate lips tightly, Meng Ke'er wished she could plug her ears with something.

"Being fucked by your nephew, it must be especially enjoyable, right?..."

Her face remained tense, displaying an expression of absolute indifference, but even Meng Ke'er herself felt the smoldering flame within her body suddenly intensify, a profound humiliation enveloping her. However, Long Xingxie's lewd words strangely stirred some inexplicable nerve in her body, and Meng Ke'er's honeyed orifice involuntarily contracted and tightened, and she could feel nectar seeping from deep within.

“I’ll teach you how to enjoy it even more, Third Aunt… Tell me, what are we doing…”

Meng Ke’er could no longer give in; she almost bit her lip until it bled.

“We’ve already done it, why pretend to be a lady… Tell me, Third Aunt…” The thick, hard penis plunged in all the way, Long Xingxie determined to completely conquer Third Aunt’s last shred of restraint.

“Ah!…” The fiery impact, stretching her uterus, almost made Third Aunt cry out, quickly covering her mouth with the back of her left hand.

“Hmm…” Another brutal attack, and Third Aunt’s cry turned into a muffled groan.

“Do you prefer to scream, or do you prefer to talk… Third Aunt…”

“Hmm…” The ferocious sex toy ravaged her for the third time without mercy.

Auntie's exquisite curves arched back, almost collapsing onto Long Xingxie's body to avoid falling. Her white teeth bit down hard on the back of her hand. The thick, long penis slowly withdrew, pulling out the tender flesh of her honeyed cave. The huge glans had retreated to the entrance of her honeyed cave, ready to unleash another violent attack.

"No...no...so hard..." Her proud red lips trembled, Meng Ke'er's will to resist was completely destroyed.

"Do you want to moan for me...Auntie..."

"No...no..."

"Beg me..."

"Please...please...don't..."

"Tell me...what are we doing...?" The burning hot penis slowly penetrated Auntie's depths, her honey-filled lips helplessly forced apart.

“We…we…we…were making love…”

A tremendous sense of humiliation exploded in her mind, her soul seemed to have left her body, all her senses had stopped, only the intense pressure and friction deep within her body remained vividly clear.

“Put it another way…Third Aunt…” “

Ah…please spare me…I can’t say it…”

“Hmph…”

“Please…ah…you’ve already played me like this, isn’t that enough…”

“You won’t say it…Third Aunt…” The burning glans pressed tightly against the tender cervix, the thick penis slowly and threateningly rocking within Third Aunt’s tight honey hole, then suddenly being pulled out.

"No... Ah... I'll say it..."

"Say it in my ear... Hotter..."

"You... You're... Fucking me..."

"Keep saying it..."

"You're... Fucking... Fucking me..."

With a desperate resolve, she whispered those filthy words that she used to find insulting in Long Xingxie's ear, a blush of shame spreading across her snow-white neck. Her whole body was burning hot, yet her honey hole involuntarily overflowed with even more nectar. The immense humiliation and shame she felt, which she desperately wanted to kill herself with, seemed to stimulate her already ravaged nerves even more intensely; the tender flesh of her honey hole spasmed sensitively with each thrust of the penis.

(What will I become if this continues...?) The hot, thick penis immediately shattered those fleeting thoughts.

"Ah...ah..." Meng Ke'er moaned softly, unable to contain herself. The thick, hard penis made her feel like she was suffocating, yet also brought a surge of intense pleasure.

Before, the intercourse had only brought mental and physical pain, but now a flame of joy was beginning to ignite. Although she tried to restrain herself, the wildly thrusting penis completely shattered that thought. The initial feeling that her body was about to split in two had now transformed into a fountain of pleasure. Every centimeter the penis advanced, the sensual pleasure erupted with a hissing sound, completely robbing Meng Ke'er of any remaining shame, hesitation, rationality, and pride.

Until now, when Long Xingxie pulled out, there would be some small, rhythmic movements, but from now on, it would be straight in and out. The resistance she felt when her body was stretched open had vanished. Unconsciously, Meng Ke'er deeply longed for that moment. The massive penis, penetrating to its deepest point, caused her to let out a low, choked moan.

"Ah...ah..." Completely possessed, Meng Ke'er unconsciously reached back with her left hand, wrapping it around Long Xingxie's waist. She could no longer suppress her disgust for Long Xingxie; the one controlling her body was none other than her nephew—Long Xingxie.

When the massive penis reached her uterus, the shame of incest was completely stripped away. What remained was the living body of a beautiful young woman. Her youthful body went numb from the core, burning and burning again. She felt the massive penis, brimming with youthful vitality, thrusting impudently within her, her entire body burning with every second.

As the thick penis entered, Long Xingxie cupped her breasts with his hands, his fingertips gently pinching her tender nipples.

"Ah..." Her breasts swelled unknowingly, as if about to burst. As Long Xingxie's rough fingers caressed them, pleasure traveled from the base of her breasts to their peaks.

"Oh..." Unconsciously emitting sounds of ecstasy, Meng Ke'er's slender body swayed, her secret valley overflowing with honeyed fluid, completely wetting her honeyed cave.

Meng Ke'er knew about this kind of reaction in women when enveloped in ecstasy, but she had never experienced it before. It felt like being surrounded by several men, their large penises penetrating her. Of course, she had never had this experience before, and she couldn't possibly accept so many men at once. But as Long Xingxie deeply penetrated her, and her breasts were being kneaded, her three erogenous zones simultaneously experienced an irresistible pleasure. The chaste Meng Ke'er had fallen deeply into the abyss of erotic desire.

"Am I fucking you good? Third Aunt... Keep saying it like before..."

"Oh... you're fucking me... ah... fuck me... mess with me... oh... rape... rape me..."

"What's fucking you?"

"Yours... ah... your cock..."

"Call me cock!"

"Cock... oh... cock..."

"How's my cock? Third Aunt..."

"Big... big cock... ah... big thick cock..."

Consciousness had already flown out of her body, her dizzy mind a blank. The world seemed to no longer exist, only the hot, thick cock constantly throbbing in her tight honey hole, wave after wave of pleasure exploding throughout her body.

Meng Ke'er felt thirsty, and the more her breasts and vagina were stimulated, the thirst worsened. As if tempted, she lightly licked her tender, sensual, parched red lips. Could it

truly be her body that accepted Long Xingxie? She seemed to have that doubt. Of course, it wasn't just Meng Ke'er; under normal circumstances, women are always passive. But when their bodies are aroused and they reach the stage of intercourse, they become more active. They twist their waists, suck their lips, and sometimes even kiss the man. If she kissed him now, there would be no excuse; so far, it was all due to Long Xingxie's despicable methods that she had been forced to have her body taken. But if she kissed him, she would become an accomplice. She could no longer blame Long Xingxie; not only her body but even her mind had begun to accept him.

"My cock... how is it? Third Aunt..."

For a moment, her senses seemed to return, and Meng Ke'er instinctively struggled. The thick, hot penis immediately began to thrust harder, flattening her full, elastic buttocks and pinching and pulling up her erect nipples. A flash of lightning seemed to explode before her eyes, an electric current striking every extremity of her body, and Meng Ke'er immediately lost consciousness in the vortex.

"How was it...? Did I fuck you good? Third Aunt..."

"You... ah... your cock is so big... so thick... you fuck me so good... ah..."

Now a woman of Long Xingxie, Meng Ke'er could no longer distinguish where she was, reaching a point of unbearable ecstasy. She even wished Long Xingxie would take her lips. But Long Xingxie seemed quite pleased, savoring Meng Ke'er's flushed face, intoxicated by the sweetness, yet still exuding elegance.

Meng Ke'er felt as if the other person was a pebble. Besides the thick, long penis penetrating her, the hands kneading her breasts and the upper body covering her were also incredibly heavy and strong. Moreover, their calm and unhurried demeanor, coupled with their unwavering will, made Meng Ke'er forgive her feminine attire.

"Ah... ahh..." Meng Ke'er let out a muffled cry, as if ambushed.

The large penis, having reached the point of union, withdrew without any prior warning. Originally anticipating even greater pleasure, Meng Ke'er's body was no longer accustomed to the emptiness of being withdrawn.

The withdrawn penis was then thrust back in.

"Oh... oh..." Though slow, it was more intense than the previous caresses, causing Meng Ke'er's senses to completely lapse. At the same time, her breasts, being caressed, seemed to melt away. All that remained were her lips, her tender red lips appearing especially thirsty as her thighs and breasts were ablaze with desire.

Long Xingxie slowed his thrusting. With the pleasure ignited by the rhythm, Meng Ke'er's body craved even faster penetration, becoming greedy, and her breasts reacted in the same way. The penis thrusting inside her was as ruthless as a machine.

When she opened her eyes, her lips were only centimeters away from Long Xingxie's. Just once, just once to touch Long Xingxie's lips, Bai Jie lifted her body and offered her tender cherry lips. The moment their lips touched, a burst of pleasure, like sparks flying, rushed through her. Her hands, which had been wrapped around Long Xingxie's waist, moved further behind his back. Meng Ke'er trembled slightly, but still gently pressed her lips to his.

"Mmm..." Her mouth was intensely stirred, and Meng Ke'er's fingers gripped Long Xingxie's back tightly. Meanwhile, Long Xingxie continued thrusting his large penis into Meng Ke'er's tightly clenched body.

Drowning in waves of pleasure, Meng Ke'er arched her back and offered her lips. Perhaps it was too intense; she even felt a sweet, numbing sensation in the center of her brain. Meng Ke'er had never known she could be so greedy for desire before, even when masturbating, she had always been quite self-controlled. But that self-control had now vanished completely under her nephew's unbridled ravaging. Just a little

more, just a second more—she had muttered this to herself dozens of times. She was his aunt, and she loved his father… But her beliefs had been utterly destroyed; Meng Ke'er no longer had the mind to blame herself.

Meng Ke'er extended her small, fragrant tongue. She had never been licked by a man's tongue before, and this was the first time she had ever licked a man with her own. After their lips met, their tongues darted inside, and Long Xingxie's tongue quickly returned the gesture.

"Ah..." Then, the tongues began to rub against each other, starting with Meng Ke'er.

"Is it good? Third Aunt... do you want a cock... do you want me to fuck you?..."

"Fuck me... fuck me... ah... use your big, thick cock... fuck Third Aunt... fuck me to death..."

Her two pert breasts were squeezed hard, and rough fingers vigorously rubbed and kneaded her tender nipples. Her long, beautiful legs were spread wide apart, and her pert buttocks were squeezed and deformed. The thick, hot penis began to thrust faster, the scalding glans brutally plunging into the depths of Third Aunt's tender womb with each stroke, the honey-moistened flesh tightly gripping the penis.

"Ah..." As if trying to squeeze into Meng Ke'er's body, Long Xingxie's lips tightly sealed his third aunt's sexy cherry lips, his hands tightly pinched his third aunt's full and elastic breasts, and pressed hard against his third aunt's slender and fleshy back and buttocks. His thick glans deeply penetrated his third aunt's uterus, and hot magma gushed into his third aunt's chastity.

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