[Fantasy] The Book and the Sword Fanfiction (Complete) - 4-6

Chapter 18 of "The Wind Howls Through the Nine Heavens

": "Brother, I told you long ago, this is Father's will." Tang Yi's beautiful

eyes sparkled with desire. "Do you really think I enjoy being someone's secret lover? Come, brother, drink this cup of wine." She gently poured the wine with her jade-like hand and then drank it all in one gulp. Her full, luscious lips were tempting, and she smiled softly at him. Only with him could she regain her former naivety and innocence, only with him could she return from a charming woman to a bright and beautiful young girl.

The night was hazy and dreamlike, the air in the room was cloying and warm, with an indescribable feeling of languid drowsiness.

The young man gently untied her loosened belt from behind. Her waist was still as soft and slender as ever. His thoughts were wandering, and he whispered in her ear, "Sister, come this way!"

"Brother, don't do this. Let's treat the past as a dream." Her whole body was weak, and even the strength to speak had disappeared. The boundary between love and desire is merely a thin layer of mist; when it reaches its peak of intensity, the mist quietly dissipates, becoming nothing.

"Sister, I've missed you so much." He inhaled the delicate fragrance of her neck, lost in thought. "We've finally come together, won't you give me a chance, won't you let me get closer?"

"But this is ultimately a karmic entanglement preordained in a past life; we should end it here."

"I don't care, I don't care if this is a dream or fate. You are still you, my being, my dearest love." She slumped languidly into his arms, one hand around his neck, the other caressing his handsome face.

A thousand tender feelings, a thousand kinds of affection, surged within her heart, without reservation.

He carried her soft body in his arms, leading her into the inner chamber, carpeted with a large red carpet.

The candlelight cast a mesmerizing glow. Her robes had fallen away, revealing cool, sweatless skin. Moonlight streaming through the eaves lingered on her shapely body, enhancing her hazy beauty.

"Oh my god! Little brother, you've grown even stronger in all these years." She endured his fierce, powerful thrusts, waves of tingling pleasure coursing through her groin. She was intoxicated. There was nothing more wonderful than making love with him! Though experienced in love affairs, this was a unique feeling. The forbidden thrill repeatedly sent her to the peak of pleasure, tossed from one wave to another, utterly captivated.

She lay beneath his massive frame, savoring the pleasure of each thrust. Two clear tears streamed down her flushed face. Only with him did she feel safe; his mountain-like shoulders were her refuge.

“Brother, back when our Tang Clan was embroiled in internal strife, it was a bloody battle. I watched as our mother, eldest brother, and fourth brother fell one by one in pools of blood. My heart ached so much. Fourth brother was only eight years old then, and he died so innocently. Father carried you, who was unconscious, and broke through the encirclement, his body covered in wounds, protecting everyone until they reached Yue Wei Kui.” Tang Yi’s slender fingers gently traced across Tang Chao’s strong, ox-like chest. “If it weren’t for the elders’ intervention that year, our entire branch would have been wiped out. Feel here, isn’t there a scar?”

She guided his hand to stroke his high, firm breasts, where a black chrysanthemum, about to bloom, was now etched.

"Sister, you've had such a hard life. From now on, your brother will never let you suffer again, sister, believe me!" He held her face tightly in his arms. "Later, in order to restore the prestige of our eldest branch, Father didn't hesitate to sacrifice you to curry favor with the officials and make connections with powerful figures. Finally, he made a comeback and wiped out the third branch two years ago. But they were still our flesh and blood. Sister, I don't understand why fratricide always happens?"

"That's the allure of power. It's the same in the imperial court and in the martial world, unchanging, one dynasty after another. In between, there are countless sword fights and bloodshed."

"Sister, that's why only our love is truly real." Tang Chao turned her body, making her lie face down on the bed, a long, thin slit between her buttocks glistening with moisture.

Tang Chao extended his middle finger and probed into her anus, gently probing, and she let out a long moan.

His penis was already erect, the glans grinding against the entrance of her anus a few times before plunging into her narrow rear passage. The intricate pathways of her rectum made his movements difficult; the inner walls of her vagina enveloped his long, large penis layer by layer. Although he was familiar with the route, the dry road was not as easy as the waterway. He reached behind her and grasped her two heavy breasts, the nipples purplish-red from engorgement.

Tang Yi's hips moved back and forth, feeling a burning pain in her anus. His penis was as hard as iron inside her, drawing out her slowly growing fluids with each thrust. He pumped dozens of times, finally inserting his penis all the way to the deepest point, his hot semen spraying into her tight rear passage.

Gui E, her face filled with disbelief, stood beside Xiao Wu's corpse, followed by a large retinue. The four great generals of the 'Three Yangs Bring Prosperity' and the Four Eagles of Changbai all wore solemn expressions.

Minister of Justice Zhang Jin tore open Xiao Wu's clothes, revealing a deep crimson palm print on his hairy chest. He pressed it lightly, and the flesh immediately caved in. He turned and said, "His ribs are all destroyed. That person's strength was fierce, striking from the chest straight through to the back. Xiao Wu was clearly fighting head-on and was no match for his opponent."

"This is caused by the Hunyuan Gong! But it shouldn't be him. Could it be that this kid dares to openly oppose the court? No, that's impossible." Gui E murmured, analyzing, "Or maybe Xiao Wu accidentally fell while picking flowers last night, that would be too much of a waste."

Tang Chao's handsome face was as cold as ice. He said, "I strongly persuaded Xiao Wu to come out of seclusion. If he loses his life here today, how can Master Jin Guang let it go? I ask Minister Gui for instructions on this matter. I dare not act on my own." Master Jin Guang was Xiao Wu's uncle before he became a monk, and he was the only surviving member of the Chengdu family.

Years ago, Xiao Wu committed a crime at Qingcheng Mountain and fled to Emei to avoid trouble. If it weren't for Master Jin Guang protecting him, he would have been chopped into mincemeat by the Qingcheng Sect long ago.

Wu Neng and the others nodded in agreement. This time, the experts from Sichuan followed the Tang family out of Sichuan to serve the court, originally intending to enjoy wealth and honor.

Gui E sighed, "That boy has a grudge against my sect. Let my senior brother and I discuss how to handle it, and then I will give you all an explanation. What do you all think?" For a prince consort of the court to speak to them in such a tone was quite polite.

Tang Chao and the others bowed and thanked him, "Thank you for your trouble, Lord Gui!"

That night, the moon was bright and the wind was gentle. On the Wanshi Rock of West Mountain, two tall figures stood facing each other. One wore a crimson crown and brocade robe, with a cold and stern face. The other wore a long robe as white as snow, with a carefree expression.

"I know you've come for Xiao Wu. I've long heard that Lord Gui highly values the experts of Western Shu, and it seems so,"

Chen Weifeng said calmly. "I killed Xiao Wu. If they want revenge, they can come to me."

"May I ask what Xiao Wu did to offend you, that you would kill him so cruelly?" Gui E stared at him coldly with piercing eyes. "That way, I can have an explanation to my friends when I go back. However, my senior brother and I have discussed it, and it would be best if Young Hero Chen left Beijing immediately, lest he miss our Mid-Autumn Festival appointment on the fifteenth of August."

"Hahaha, so you're worried I'll die here and won't be able to keep the appointment? Don't worry, it's a death date, I won't miss it." Chen Weifeng laughed loudly, "The person who killed me hasn't even been born yet! Lord Gui."

"You still haven't said why you killed my man. A life for a life, I can bring you to justice."

"Indeed, Lord Gui, you are in charge of the Ministry of Justice, so this matter falls under your jurisdiction." Chen Weifeng's expression suddenly changed, and a murderous intent rose within him. "Do you want to know why? Then let me tell you, that brat has gone blind, hehe, he dared to try and steal my woman! He touched my woman, my woman! You know that? He was lucky this time, he didn't succeed, otherwise, I would have gone to Sichuan and wiped out his entire family. I heard that this guy has an illegitimate son in Chengdu, and the old bald monk Jin Guang of Emei is his uncle. Heh, I'm still considering whether I should find some time to go there."

Gui'e dared not be careless in the face of the sudden murderous aura. She circulated her inner energy, focusing her attention on the situation. The young man's expression changed rapidly, unpredictable and truly terrifying.

"Since that's the case, I won't interfere further. However, I advise you not to be too arrogant. The Tang family of Sichuan are not to be underestimated. I truly don't want you to die before the Mid-Autumn Festival." Gui'e mounted her horse, reined in her horse, and left with these words, "Take care, especially of that Tang Dynasty!"

"Sister, I'll be going to Shandong in a few days." Chen Weifeng's fingertips traced Huo Qingtong's smooth, delicate skin. "After this battle, I'll take you home so my parents can see their beautiful daughter-in-law."

She lowered her head, her pretty face flushed with shyness. Actually, she was much older than him, but he always refused to change his address. Perhaps in his presence, she would always be so shy, like a young woman, no longer the forthright and generous woman she once was.

Since being with him, except for her menstrual period, she had been his pleasure every night. On that day, he would gently scrape her pink and red anus with his slender fingers, while his middle finger lightly explored the narrow walls of her vagina.

She would always shyly push his hand away, "No, not there...it's dirty! No..."

"But I like it, everything on your body is fragrant and beautiful, I want it all!" He would gently bring his mouth to her clearly defined anus, his tongue licking and teasing until she produced a little saliva, but in the end, he did not go against her wishes, only gently licking and slowly probing without actually trying to explore the last virgin territory on her body.

"Wei Feng, how skilled is that gyrfalcon? You don't even know, aren't you at a disadvantage?"

"Yes, I was in the open while he was in the shadows. I originally wanted to find out his true strength first, but the battle at Eagle Beak Rock revealed everything."

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for saving me, you wouldn't have let them know your true strength."

"Silly girl, if it weren't for that, we wouldn't have met, and how could I have you? Besides, I misjudged, so it's not your fault. I thought Fang Sheng would send Gui E, but I didn't expect that old bald monk had a hidden force." "

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. The key is how to find out the gyrfalcon's strength."

"I don't think so. My master taught me from a young age to adapt to all changes with constancy. As the saying goes, 'If you understand one method, you understand all methods.' Believe me, I will definitely win." His tone contained an unwavering belief in victory.

"Of course. My lover is invincible!" Huo Qingtong gazed at her lover with deep affection, her beautiful eyes brimming with charm.

In the autumn air, the sky was clear and the breeze gentle.

Tang Chao, dressed in white, sat cross-legged on the bamboo railing, gazing into the distance. A crane soared into the autumn sky, its clear cry echoing across the heavens.

He was gently wiping the gleaming "Ancient Wind" sword. "Kunwu's forging produces fiery smoke, its red and purple auras dazzling." Tang Chao let out a long whistle, flicking his finger across the sword, the blade whistling softly. "Sister, this sword hasn't tasted human blood for three years, weeping every night, often eager to be tested in its sheath. Father always refused to give it to me. This time, I took it from his secret chamber while he was away to test it in the martial world. It truly lives up to its reputation, its sharpness is unparalleled."

"Brother, swords are weapons of death, ominous objects. Father has his reasons for not letting you have it. You should return it." A trace of worry crossed Tang Yi's face; a vague sense of foreboding lingered in her heart. "Brother, I've inquired about that person. It's said he's a disciple of the reclusive Yanxia Sanren of Dongting Lake, his martial arts unfathomable, even Gui'e couldn't defeat him." "

Sister… what does his skill matter to me? Do you think he can beat me?" Tang Chao's face was full of arrogance; the mere mention of Gui'e's name made him uncomfortable.

"Listen to your sister, it's best not to go looking for that person, I beg you!" Tang Yi gently stroked his delicate, handsome face. Her pitiful eyes seemed to overflow with tears. His pouting lips were as beautiful as her deceased mother's, so stubborn and proud. The autumn wind blew, and his tall, slender figure stood tall and majestic like a mountain. A

surge of tenderness welled up in her heart. She sighed and leaned softly into his warm embrace, her thoughts drifting.

"Sister, after we complete this mission, let's go back to Sichuan. After all, that's our home."

"Alright, then listen to your sister, let's go home now."

A faint smile appeared on Tang Chao's cold face. He lifted her delicate chin and gazed at her for a long time. "Sister, you don't understand. This is a matter between men. Your brother promises you, after this battle, we'll go back to Xinyuexuan."

Huo Qingtong felt uneasy. Her right eye kept twitching. She leaned against the window, gazing at the night sky.

The moonlight was bright, a gentle breeze carried the fragrance of magnolia blossoms.

Finally, she heard the clatter of hooves. She leaped out of the window, and there rode the beautiful Tang Xiao, her face ashen, her clothes stained with blood.

A cloud of gloom settled over Huo Qingtong's heart. She asked in a trembling voice, "Where's Weifeng? Why did you come back alone?"

"Young Master was injured by the Great Arhat Vajra Hand and is currently undergoing a healing ritual. He is resting quietly and cannot return."

"How could this be? Take me there quickly!" Huo Qingtong leaped onto her horse and galloped away.

After traveling more than twenty li, they rounded Qingshui Beach and soon arrived at Sansheng Peak. The scenery

was breathtaking. Under the starry sky, a waterfall cascaded like an inverted river, magnificent and imposing. There, Chen Weifeng lay in meditation, his eyes closed, his thumbs and middle fingers interlocked, leaning against a sturdy pine tree. A pool of dark blood on his chest was a horrifying sight.

"Young Master is practicing his cultivation; his spirit is currently transcending the mundane world, detached from the heavens." Tang Xiao stopped Huo Qingtong, who was anxiously about to rush forward to check on him. "Let's prepare some things first; Young Master will need them when he wakes up. Miss Huo may not know, but the martial arts Young Master practices are extraordinary. Even in his dreams, his cultivation progresses rapidly."

Huo Qingtong gazed affectionately at the young man before her, whose expression shifted between light and shadow. This young man was the one to whom she was bound by life, the lover destined to accompany her for life.

Under the moonlight, he slept soundly, appearing as pure and holy as a child. As she looked at him, tears welled up in her eyes, and she was momentarily captivated.

She didn't know that Chen Weifeng had already returned to the womb, where he was in the early stages of pregnancy, immune to all poisons. Nature was his mother now; his physical body was merely a vessel, a vessel for him in the mortal world.

"My little brother, my dear little brother." On the verdant rattan bed, Tang Yi lay calmly, her arms still holding the same mischievous child she had played with in the West Garden of their hometown. She had taken him to catch butterflies among the shepherd's purse blossoms, to practice their family martial art, "Flying Wing to Wing," amidst the green hills and clear waters. Even then, she had deeply loved and cherished him; he was her only love in this world.

Time flew by, like a fleeting moment. Beyond the few cold lamps, the mournful cries of returning geese echoed.

"Let's go back, back to the old Xin Yue Xuan, that's our home." Two clear tears silently streamed down her snow-white cheeks.

Her heart was dead.

Guiyunpu, fragrant grasses stretched to the horizon, a gentle river breeze rustling.

Tang Chao's martial arts had never been so perfectly displayed as today; the Tang family's freehand style, since its inception, had never been used with such ease.

Amidst the fluttering green leaves and yellow flowers, two white-clad youths, bathed in the slanting rays of the setting sun, were locked in a life-or-death duel!

One wielded a sword with agility, dancing like an autumn breeze; the other's fist flew like a shooting star, his hands as delicate as orchids.

Their eyes held no trace of love or hate, no sentimentality, only the inevitable result of their pursuit of martial arts.

When Chen Weifeng dodged the overwhelming barrage of Tang Clan hidden weapons and struck Tang Chao's lower abdomen at the "Healing Qi" acupoint, he knew he had won, even though he had been struck in the chest by the powerful and fierce "Great Arhat Vajra Hand."

"Everyone knows the Tang family's hidden weapons are unparalleled, but few know that our Tang family's freehand fighting is even more exceptional. Chen Weifeng, I have no regrets dying by your hand." The two separated, standing facing each other. Tang Chao's bright eyes gradually lost their captivating brilliance. "After I die, my sister will avenge me. However, I have a will stating that she won't seek you out. I hope that one day, for my sake, you will not make things difficult for her."

His imposing figure remained steadfast in the howling wind.

Chen Weifeng stepped forward and bowed deeply, saying, "Rest in peace. You are the opponent I respected most in this life, and also my most respected friend."

A faint smile bloomed on Tang Chao's lips, his eyes closed, and he passed away peacefully.

At the Sunrise Peak of Mount Tai, a brilliant sun rose from the east, its rays stretching for miles.

On the branches of two ancient pine trees, one was dressed in green, the other in white.

The man in green slowly turned around, his face handsome, his eyes piercing. He smiled faintly, “I’ve long heard of a young hero in the martial world, whose martial arts are unparalleled. Indeed, meeting him is even better than hearing about him. I am Hai Dongqing. How is your master?”

“To tell you the truth, my master passed away three years ago at the Ri Chi Nunnery. Before his death, he was still thinking about this matter.”

“What a pity, what a pity. Yanxia Sanren was my master’s most respected friend in his life. The two of them were obsessed with the pursuit of martial arts. Now that he has ascended to immortality, I am both saddened and happy.”

“Thank you for your kind words. Does your master have anything to say?”

“Back then, my master cultivated in seclusion at Shaolin for decades. Unexpectedly, there were many factions in the temple, and my master could not remain aloof. He wanted to extricate himself but could not, and finally became an outcast of Shaolin. My master was deeply resentful. It was your master who stood up for him, stormed Shaolin alone, and broke the Thirteen Arhats Formation, wanting to seek justice for my master. Although he could not succeed, my master often thought of him. This kindness should be remembered from the bottom of his heart.”

"My master was upright and aloof throughout his life, with few true friends. Your teacher's character, which he often taught, should be a model for us all."

"Time is infinite, but life is finite. Today's battle between us concerns the regrets of our lives, but I wonder how confident Young Hero Chen is?" Hai Dongqing looked up at the sun, which had already risen high in the sky, and paused for a moment. "Especially the injuries you sustained after your battle with Tang Chao, will they have an impact?"

Chen Weifeng smiled slightly. "The battle with Tang Chao was very beneficial to me, and it deepened my understanding of martial arts. Tang Chao was an unparalleled talent, what a pity." "

However, the Great Arhat Vajra Hand is extremely powerful and cannot be healed in a few days. I would like to reschedule the final battle. What do you think?" Hai Dongqing grasped his hand, and a stream of pure Yang energy flowed into Chen Weifeng's palm. "We hit it off immediately and appreciate each other. Let's fight again when we have both achieved our goals, so as not to disappoint our two masters' original intentions."

"Brother Hai, you used your true energy to help me heal, aren't you afraid I'll take advantage of the situation to break your Nine Yang Heavenly Gang Technique?"

The two looked at each other for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter, their voices echoing through the mountains.

At this moment, the mountain wind was strong, their clothes fluttering, and the two held hands, their grudges and affections all forgotten in a laugh.

On the vast expanse of Dongting Lake, under the azure sky, a small boat was gliding along.

Chen Weifeng's right hand supported Huo Qingtong's slender waist, her face beaming, and his left hand pointed to a red wall and green tiles in front of them, "That's our home, Mom and Dad are waiting for us. Don't be shy later." He gently kissed her delicate earlobe.

Huo Qingtong's face flushed, her thoughts soaring, and she buried her pretty face in his broad chest.

Chen Weifeng still heard Hai Dongqing's words from their parting that day: "Hai Dongqing is my nickname, a fierce bird from Liaodong. I am a Manchu, a descendant of the Aisin Gioro clan of the Qing Dynasty. Do you know who I am? My name is An Tai." After

the Red Flower Society members, having paid their respects to

Princess Xiangxiang, left the capital with Fu Ankang, they discussed their future plans before leaving. They unanimously agreed that ensuring Fu Ankang's safe arrival was the top priority. When discussing his placement, Lu Feiqing spoke up: "In my humble opinion, we should send him to Tianshan Mountain and place him under house arrest. That place is remote and difficult for the court's henchmen to find. Even if they do find him and rescue him, the surrounding area is desolate and within the Hui Muslim sphere of influence. They won't be able to escape very far!"

The heroes all agreed with Lu Feiqing's idea and expressed their support. At this point, Chen Jialuo added, "Since everyone agrees with Senior Lu's suggestion, let's decide on this. This is the most important matter for the society at present. During the escort, we must act discreetly. Too many people will make us too conspicuous, while too few will make it difficult to handle any problems. Therefore, I think it's best if everyone present jointly oversees this escort, and no other attendants are brought along. What do you all think?" After Chen Jialuo finished speaking, everyone agreed, and the escort plan was finalized.

A few days later, the heroes of the Red Flower Society, disguised in different identities, set out from the city. To confuse the imperial court, Chen Jialuo sent out more than a dozen groups of people out of the city in the days before and after the main group's departure. Some went to Heilongjiang, some to Huguang, some to Shandong, and others to Sichuan, Yunnan, Guizhou, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang. Their group, however, headed west, from Hebei through Shanxi into Shaanxi, and then north along the northern route of the Tianshan Mountains.

After leaving the capital, the journey went smoothly, and five days later, the heroes entered Shanxi Province. That evening, they passed through a forest. As darkness was falling and the town ahead was twenty miles away, Chen Jialuo decided to rest in the forest for the night and continue their journey the next day. After unloading their gear, everyone got busy: some fetched water, some started a fire, and some hunted.

Since capturing Fu Ankang, to prevent him from being rescued, the thirteen leaders of the Red Flower Society, along with Zhou Zhongying, Lu Feiqing, and others, were divided into twelve groups, taking turns guarding him for twelve hours a day. That day, it was Jiang Sigen's turn to be on duty. As usual, he took out a rope from his luggage and tightly bound Fu Ankang's hands. He then used a thin rope to tie Fu Ankang's feet to his own, fearing that if he accidentally fell asleep in the middle of the night, Fu Ankang might sneak away. Because prolonged acupressure would affect blood circulation and be bad for his health, the group had no choice but to use a rope to bind him. Although the method was clumsy, it was the only way.

Having traveled for days, the heroes were all exhausted. Soon after dinner, they all fell asleep, except for Chen Jialuo, who gazed at the starry sky, unable to drift off. Around midnight, just as Chen Jialuo was about to drift off, he suddenly heard strange noises coming from the forest. It sounded like dozens of people were rapidly approaching from all directions. He quickly sat up, and at that moment, the others also realized something was amiss and jumped up.

Seeing that everyone had woken up, Chen Jialuo felt a little relieved. After exchanging a glance with Zhao Banshan, he stepped forward and said loudly, "I wonder which friend has come to visit so late at night? Please reveal your identities!" Before he finished speaking, "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" The sound of arrows cutting through the air rang out one after another, and a storm of arrows came like a torrential rain. Fortunately, everyone was already on guard. There were "clanging," "crackling," and "thudding" sounds. The heroes either smashed the arrows with their weapons, knocked them down with hidden weapons, or dodged them with their agility, making sure that this rain of arrows was never to return.

As the rain of arrows ceased, dozens of masked men in black, wielding sharp blades, suddenly burst from the shadows of the forest, attacking the group. Seeing this, Chen Jialuo hurriedly ordered, "Fourth Sister-in-law, Thirteenth Brother, keep a close watch on Fu Ankang! Seniors Lu and Zhou, please hold the fort for us, let the younger generation deal with this bunch of cowardly fellows!"

Before Chen Jialuo could finish speaking, a powerful arrow silently shot towards the bound Fu Ankang. The group had initially thought the men in black were government lackeys coming to rescue him, never expecting them to be there to kill him. By the time they realized Fu Ankang was in critical condition, it was too late to save him; he was about to

be pierced through the heart by an arrow. "Thud!" The arrow embedded itself in the ground beneath Fu Ankang. It turned out that Jiang Sigen, standing nearby, reacted quickly, tackling him to the ground. The arrow only grazed Jiang Sigen's arm, failing to kill Fu Ankang.

Having narrowly escaped death, Fu Ankang returned terrified, his face pale. Seeing Jiang Sigen had already stood up, he quickly hid behind him. At this moment, a group of men in black rushed in, and the Red Flower Society members brandished their weapons, engaging them in a fierce battle.

Chen Jialuo observed coldly. These men in black were all highly skilled in martial arts, and their organization was tight-knit. Their movements were methodical and strategic, indicating they had come prepared and were determined to succeed. However, since they had shot an arrow at Fu Ankang first and showed no regard for his safety while fighting the other heroes, it seemed they were there to assassinate him rather than rescue him

. He couldn't help but wonder, "Could they not be hawks, but fellow martial artists here to assassinate him?" At this moment, Lu Feiqing, standing beside him, spoke up, "Chief Chen, these people don't seem to be here to rescue Fu Ankang; they seem to be here to kill him. Could they be anti-Qing comrades, not henchmen of the court? Shouldn't we ask them first?"

"Yes! It seems better to ask first, otherwise, it'll be hard to say if someone gets hurt!" Zhou Zhongying echoed.

Chen Jialuo replied, "The opinions of the two seniors coincide with mine. Let's do it this way!" He then stepped forward and shouted, "Stop!" The members of the Red Flower Society stopped fighting and slowly retreated to Chen Jialuo's side.

Just then, a sharp whistle echoed from the forest. Upon hearing it, the group of men in black retreated silently into the woods. The Red Flower Society members, worried about an ambush, and also surprised by the group's sudden and swift retreat, were bewildered and didn't follow. Only Wuchen reacted quickly, leaping into the forest. Zhao Banshan, fearing he might be ambushed alone, followed him in. Seeing this, the others also tried to rush into the forest, but Chen Jialuo, fearing too many people would cause misunderstandings and make them vulnerable to attack in the darkness, quickly stopped them.

"Thirteenth Brother!" Just then, Luo Bing's scream startled everyone. Turning around, they saw Luo Bing embracing Jiang Sigen, weeping bitterly, while Jiang Sigen's head rested on Luo Bing's chest, his eyes wide open and motionless, his condition appearing dire.

Chen Jialuo rushed forward and saw that Jiang Sigen's eyes were vacant and his face was black. He knew something was wrong and checked his breath, finding him lifeless. He cried out in alarm, "Thirteenth Brother!" Without waiting to see if it would work, he placed a palm on Jiang Sigen's back, continuously channeling his inner energy into his body. At this moment, the crowd had gathered. Wuchen and Zhao Banshan, hearing the commotion, also ran out of the woods.

Lu Feiqing approached the two and saw that Jiang Sigen's body was stiff and his pupils were dilated. Knowing he was truly dead, she said sorrowfully to Chen Jialuo, "Chief Chen, don't waste any more energy! Brother Jiang is gone!" Hearing this, the members of the Red Flower Society couldn't help but weep.

Chen Jialuo abruptly withdrew his energy and helped Jiang Sigen to the ground. Seeing that Jiang Sigen's face was black and his body stiff, Zhao Banshan knew he had died from a very potent poison. Having extensive knowledge of poisons, he rushed forward to examine him. He noticed the area around the wound on Jiang Sigen's arm was charred black, as if burned, and exclaimed in shock, "This poison is so potent!"

He then carefully examined the remaining poison on the arrow, but after a long examination, he still couldn't identify the type. He stood up and said apologetically, "Chief, this arrow that struck Fu Ankang was coated with a deadly poison that kills on contact with blood." "That's the poison that killed Thirteenth Brother."

Chen Jialuo pondered, "Thirteenth Brother was as strong as an ox, yet he died from the poison after only being grazed on the arm by that arrow. What kind of poison is that, so potent?"

Zhao Banshan slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know either. This poison is very special, like it's a mixture of more than ten different kinds of medicine. Some of them are highly toxic, some don't contain any toxicity but can aggravate the toxicity of other poisons, and others have no effect in this medicine, but can combine with the antidotes of those poisons to form their own poison. After these medicines are mixed, the toxicity is doubled, and it's fatal upon contact with blood. Not only does it render the poisoned person unconscious, but there is also no antidote. So Thirteenth Brother didn't notice anything amiss after being grazed by that arrow. By the time he realized something was wrong, his whole body was already stiff, and he couldn't speak to inform us anymore. Such a powerful and strange poison, I've been traveling the martial world for decades, and I've never seen it before, I've never even heard of it!"

The heroes looked at each other in bewilderment. Xu Tianhong thought for a moment and asked, "This poison... " "Such exquisite craftsmanship and rarity, could it be from the Imperial Palace?"

Zhao Banshan exclaimed in surprise, "That's quite possible!"

Everyone was taken aback and looked at Fu Ankang. Fu Ankang, who had almost been killed by the arrow, was still in shock. Hearing that the poison might have come from the Imperial Palace, he secretly thought something was wrong. Sure enough, he saw everyone looking at him with fierce eyes and cried out in alarm, "It wasn't me! It wasn't me! It's not my fault! It's not my fault!" Wei Chunhua stepped forward with his hook to kill Fu Ankang, but was stopped by Wen Tailai.

Chen Jialuo said, "It's not time to kill him yet. We can interrogate him slowly later and figure out what happened before killing him. Let's take care of Thirteenth Brother's funeral first." Everyone agreed with his suggestion. Chen Jialuo continued, "We shouldn't stay here any longer. I think we should pack our things now, since it's almost dawn. After daybreak, one group will go to the town ahead to prepare for Thirteenth Brother's funeral, while the other group will stay here to search the forest. Those people came and went quickly; they might find some clues. We'll all meet in town tonight. What do you all think?"

Everyone agreed that this plan was feasible and went to pack. Early the next morning, except for Lu Feiqing, Zhao Banshan, Yang Chengxie, and Shi Shuangying who stayed behind to search for clues, the rest of the group left the place of the general's death with Jiang Sigen's body and Fu Ankang.

On the way, Xu Tianhong said to Chen Jialuo, "Chief, it seems the group that attacked us only targeted Fu Ankang and had no intention of harming us. Thirteenth Brother's death was just an accident."

Chen Jialuo said, "That makes sense! Seniors Lu and Zhou and I also suspected they were accomplices. We wanted to greet them, but they retreated too quickly, and we didn't have time to ask clearly."

Xu Tianhong pondered, "But these people are ruthless, well-organized, and show no regard for our Red Flower Society. They don't seem to be comrades, but rather like henchmen of the imperial court. Didn't Third Brother say that the poison might have come from the palace? Could it be..." "Could it be Fu Ankang's enemy, trying to use someone else to kill him?"

Chen Jialuo was shocked and said, "Possibly! Seventh Brother is indeed meticulous, worthy of being called Zhuge Liang. How come I didn't think of that?"

Xu Tianhong said, "Besides, I've thought about this for a long time! There's one thing I'm almost certain of, I wonder if Chief Si has considered it?"

Chen Jialuo said, "Oh? What is it?"

Xu Tianhong continued, "There must be a spy in the gang, and it must be someone with a very high position. Otherwise, how would these people know about our trip, which was so secretive? And how could they have arrived so quickly and arranged things so accurately?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jialuo stopped talking and fell into deep thought.

When they arrived in town, everyone was busy preparing everything. In the evening, Lu, Zhao, and the other three arrived. Chen Jialuo asked about the results of the search, and all four shook their heads in despair. Everyone was greatly disappointed.

A few days later, after everyone had taken care of Jiang Sigen's funeral, they escorted Fu Ankang on their way again. After confirming Chen Jialuo's identity, Shi Shuangying gathered several dozen members, intending to stay in town for further investigation instead of joining the group.

In the following days after the heroes set off, they faced constant attacks. These included notorious bandits, petty thieves, and even genuine anti-Qing patriots. Some attacked en masse, while others harassed in smaller groups. Although the heroes were highly skilled and managed to either drive away or persuade the attackers, the constant tension had taken its toll, leaving them exhausted and demoralized.

A few days later, Shi Shuangying arrived with a dozen leaders. He had captured a spy—a deputy leader of the Beijing branch—who had sold their whereabouts to a creditor after losing money gambling. Unable to identify the creditor immediately and concerned for the safety of his men, Shi Shuangying had temporarily halted his investigation and rushed to report.

Hearing Shi Shuangying's report, the group felt somewhat relieved and decided to travel through the night to escape the attackers.

They hadn't gone far when they were attacked again in a canyon. Although the heroes repelled the attackers once more, Shi Shuangying was crushed to death by a boulder that rolled down the mountain while trying to save Fu Ankang.

That night, after burying Shi Shuangying, the heroes sat together in silence. This was understandable; the Red Flower Society members had always been invincible, even having kidnapped the emperor twice, and had never suffered any major setbacks. But in just a few days, they had lost two brothers, which was hard for them to accept.

After a long silence, Wei Chunhua finally spoke: "Chief, Fu Ankang is a burden. Carrying him around is like having a piece of rotten meat, attracting swarms of flies and rats. This can't go on. In my opinion, we should just kill him!"

Once he spoke, everyone started discussing it, some saying to kill him, others to release him. Although Chen Jialuo advocated continuing to bring Wei Chunhua along, he hesitated after hearing that most people wanted to remove Fu Ankang. He then cast a questioning glance at Xu Tianhong, who understood and said, "Chief, Fu Ankang is indeed a burden, but if we act rashly and kill him, we will break our promise. Not only will the Red Flower Society lose all prestige, but Emperor Qianlong will also become less concerned. At that time, not only will conflicts reignite in Xinjiang, but the Central Plains will also be in turmoil!

" Jialuo asked, "It's understandable that the flames of war have risen again in Xinjiang, but what do you mean by 'the Central Plains

will be in turmoil from now on'?" Xu Tianhong replied, "If Emperor Qianlong knew that we had killed Fu Ankang, he would definitely send troops to wipe out our Red Flower Society! Not only that, he might also take his anger out on other gangs or martial arts practitioners. At that time, tragedies like those at Fujian Shaolin would surely happen again and again! We can't let our own actions harm so many martial arts practitioners, so I think killing him is inappropriate!" Everyone agreed and nodded in agreement.

Chen Jialuo continued, "What if we let him go back?"

Xu Tianhong replied, "That probably won't work either. If we let him go, there are only two outcomes: first, the Eagle Claws will rescue him; second, the Eagle Claws won't be able to save him, and he'll be killed by someone else. But both outcomes will have the same result. If it's the first, then Qianlong will still have no worries, and the result will be renewed conflict in Xinjiang, causing trouble in the Central Plains as well! But if it's the second, then Qianlong will definitely assume it was us, and the result will be the same!"

Wei Chunhua angrily said, "Then we'll have to carry him around for the rest of our lives, constantly losing people and shedding blood to protect him?"

Xu Tianhong sighed, "Before we reach Xinjiang, that's inevitable!"

After hearing Xu Tianhong's analysis, everyone felt heavy-hearted and remained silent. After a long time, the Chang brothers exchanged glances, stood up, and Chang Bozhi said, "Why think so much? We'll talk about tomorrow's problems tomorrow. Now I'm going to sleep!" After saying that, he went to the side and fell asleep.

Seeing the two brothers so readily abandon the matter, everyone admired them and relaxed, finding places to sleep.

The next morning, Luo Bing was awakened by a commotion. She was usually an early riser, but because she had stayed up late with Wen Tailai the previous night, she hadn't gone to sleep and woken up late, unaware that everyone else was up.

Luo Bing sat up and saw Zhou Qi, Li Yuanzhi, and Yu Yutong surrounding her, laughing, "What are you doing here? Trying to play a trick on me?"

The three looked at each other, not daring to answer. Seeing their serious expressions and hesitant manner, Luo Bing felt a sense of foreboding and asked Zhou Qi, "Sister Qi, has something happened? Tell me quickly!"

Zhou Qi, being straightforward, blurted out, "Fourth Brother... ouch!" Before she could finish, Li Yuanzhi twisted her thigh.

Hearing that Wen Tailai was in trouble, Luo Bing could no longer contain herself, pushing them aside and rushing out of the tent.

A few days later, near Chang'an...

Looking at Wen Tailai's cold body, Luo Bing remained silent, her fingers gently stroking his face, sculpted like stone. Her tears had dried; her grief, though etched deep and unyielding, had subsided, but her emotions had calmed. After days of comforting others and her own reflection, she had come to terms with one fact: her husband had died that night. Wen Tailai had been stabbed in the back, while Fu Ankang had been released.

Although no one knew when or by whom Wen Tailai had been murdered, Luo Bing believed the killer must have been someone she knew, able to so easily ambush her husband when he was completely unprepared. She didn't tell anyone except Xu Tianhong about this plan. She didn't want to alert the culprit, only wanting to investigate silently. She believed that one day, the killer's true identity would be revealed, and she would survive. On that day, she would kill him with her own hands to avenge her husband, and then die a martyr.

Chen Jialuo slowly walked to Luo Bing's side and softly called out, "Fourth Sister-in-law!... Fourth Brother should be laid to rest... Please accept my condolences!"

Luo Bing glanced deeply at Wen Tailai's body and murmured, "Fourth Brother, go first! I will come to see you with my enemies, wait for me!" She then stepped back.

Chen Jialuo called out, "Seal the coffin!" Several laborers stepped forward, closed the coffin lid, and nailed it shut with a series of thuds.

That evening, the heroes gathered to discuss their future actions. Chen Jialuo said that due to his leadership mistakes, the association had suffered heavy losses, and he insisted on resigning as the leader, allowing the others to choose a more capable person. The others naturally refused, and after much persuasion, they finally convinced Chen Jialuo to continue leading. Furthermore, after discussion, everyone believed that the imperial court would definitely launch a large-scale purge in the coming years. If the organization remained as it was now—with dozens of branches scattered throughout the country but none capable of standing alone—it would inevitably be defeated one by one. Therefore, they decided that, except for the branches in Beijing, Chang'an, Wuchang, and Chengdu, all other branches would be downgraded to liaison offices, responsible only for general communication, gathering information, developing business, and activities that would not expose their identities. The best personnel from the old branches, except for those who could not be transferred, would all be reassigned to those five branches to strengthen their organization and power.

In addition, besides Chen Jialuo, Wuchen, Yang Chengxie, and Xinshuo remaining at the headquarters, the dozen or so leaders of the Red Flower Society would be stationed in those four branches: Zhao Banshan and Wei Chunhua to Beijing, Zhou Zhongying and Xu Tianhong to Wuchang, the Chang brothers to Chengdu, and Lu Feiqing, Luo Bing, and Yu Yutong to Chang'an. Three years of waiting were to be completed, after which the court's purge would be over, and then the manpower would be reorganized. During these three years, the organization would temporarily suspend its development, instead focusing on consolidating its existing structure, eliminating internal strife, and using all available resources to investigate the whereabouts of the mysterious assassins.

Early the next morning, the group parted ways and set off according to plan. (

The Sequel to The Book and the Sword, Chapter Two: The Tyrannical Tyrant's Rampage and the Saintess's Loss of Virginity)

Just over a month after the Red Flower Society heroes left the capital… At

noon that day, the security inside and outside Changchun Garden was suddenly greatly strengthened. Guards were posted every five steps and sentries every ten, the defenses so tight that almost no fly could get in.

Deep inside a room in the garden, a dignified middle-aged man paced back and forth, his eyes frequently glancing outside, seemingly waiting for someone to arrive.

He was none other than the current emperor, the supreme ruler of the land—Emperor Qianlong.

Soon after, a eunuch hurried in; this man was none other than Wang Bachi, Qianlong's most favored eunuch. Before Wang Baqi could even pay his respects, Qianlong rushed forward anxiously, saying, "Stop talking nonsense! How did things go?"

"Yes! This servant congratulates Your Majesty! Your Majesty is overjoyed!" Wang Baqi thanked the emperor while walking to Qianlong's side and whispering a few words.

"Good! Good!! Good!!! Not bad, you've done a good job currying favor!" Qianlong's face lit up with joy upon hearing this, and he strode towards the palace gates. The guards hurriedly followed, all wondering, "His Majesty is usually calm, clear about class distinctions, and loves to put on airs. What has caused him to lose his composure today?"

Outside the Chuxiu Palace, Qianlong strode over, stopped, gave Wang Baqi a few instructions, then left the others behind and pushed open the door to enter.

After Qianlong went inside, Wang Baqi summoned the head guard and instructed them to stay at their posts, specifically telling them not to cause any trouble if they heard any noises from inside. The guards understood and left.

Upon entering, Emperor Qianlong saw a large bed, ten feet long and ten feet wide, in the hall. The bed was covered with soft, white gauze, and a thin white veil surrounded it. He quietly approached the bed, removed his outer robe and shoes, and placed them aside. As

soon as the veil was drawn back, a delicate fragrance wafted towards him, instantly invigorating him. Looking around, the scene before him seemed like a dream: a stunningly beautiful woman, her eyes closed and her breathing shallow and deep, lay quietly on the bed. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was Princess Xiangxiang, who had disappeared after her death.

At this moment, Princess Xiangxiang was wearing nothing but a thin, white silk robe. Her youthful, tender breasts were adorned with two perfectly sized, delicate pink nipples. Her fair, snow-white skin, slender waist, and even the faint outline of her soft pubic hair accentuated her breathtakingly beautiful and pure face. Even Emperor Qianlong, accustomed to seeing beauties from all over the land, was stunned and unable to control himself.

Gazing at the beauty he had longed for, Qianlong couldn't help but swallow hard.

After a long while, Qianlong finally composed himself, reached into his robes, took out a small bottle, uncorked it, and held it to Princess Xiangxiang's face.

A moment later, Princess Xiangxiang's chest heaved, her eyelashes fluttered, and she finally awoke from her slumber. She opened her eyes and was shocked to find Emperor Qianlong beside her. She blurted out, "You...why am I here? Am I not dead?"

Qianlong gently replied, "I love you so much, how could I let you die like this?"

It turned out that Princess Xiangxiang had plunged a dagger into her chest, attempting suicide to warn the Red Flower Society members to be wary of Qianlong. However, suicide, especially with a dagger, requires determination, composure, and strength. While her resolve was unwavering, in the face of death, she had panicked and lacked composure. Furthermore, being naturally delicate, she lacked strength. Although the dagger had almost gone through her body, it wasn't forced in by force, but rather because of its sharpness, sliding along the softer muscles. Therefore, it hadn't pierced her heart, and she hadn't died so easily. However, her frail body meant she had indeed fainted immediately upon being injured.

Knowing this, Qianlong had a sudden inspiration and used this opportunity to feign death. Whether it was because Princess Xiangxiang was too idealized in the eyes of the Red Flower Society members, or because heaven was jealous of her beauty and forced her to suffer, Qianlong's old trick, though flawed, successfully fooled the usually shrewd members of the Red Flower Society.

Previously, Qianlong had grown impatient with Princess Xiangxiang's refusal to submit, and this time, her willingness to sacrifice her life to alert the Red Flower Society had completely extinguished any thought of appealing to her emotions. He had originally planned to enjoy this celestial beauty as soon as her injuries healed slightly, but Princess Xiangxiang's chest wound was not light, and her body was weak. Forcing himself on her before she was fully recovered would be tantamount to killing her, hence the delay until today.

What Wang Bachi just reported to Qianlong was the imperial physician's news that Princess Xiangxiang had fully recovered. Poor Qianlong had waited for over a month in vain; no wonder he was so happy upon hearing the news.

Princess Xiangxiang, unaware of the intricacies of the situation, cursed, "You wicked man, why won't you let me die?"

Qianlong said sternly, "My beauty, don't be angry! Actually, I did this entirely for you. Don't you understand my heart at all?"

Princess Xiangxiang said, "Don't think such nonsense anymore. I only love my Brother Chen!"

"Hmph! Chen Jialuo, that traitor, is a complete fool. I've already tricked him away. He's been away from the capital for many months, and he'll probably never return!"

"Then I'll wait for him my whole life!"

"What's wrong with you following me? You can have anything you want. I can even forgive your clan and not punish them anymore."

"You killed so many of our clansmen! We will never forget it! Don't dream!"

Qianlong, the Son of Heaven, had never, in his entire life, except for Kangxi and Yongzheng, been subjected to such repeated rebukes. Today, after being repeatedly defied by this stubborn beauty, he finally lost his temper and roared, "Whether you like it or not, I'm going to have you today! Humph! Last time you had a dagger to use, let's see where you can conjure one this time!" As he spoke, he pounced on Princess Xiangxiang and pinned her to the bed. His mouth rained down on her small mouth, pretty face, fair neck, tightly closed eyes, and hair...

Princess Xiangxiang was terrified and struggled desperately with all her might, but the difference in strength between them was too great. Her struggles were not only useless, but the friction between their bodies only intensified Qianlong's lust. He suddenly straddled Princess Xiangxiang's alluring body, ignoring the rain of fists falling on him, and grabbed her clothes with both hands, forcefully spreading them apart.

"Tear!...Tear!..." Several tearing sounds rang out, and in a flash, Princess Xiangxiang's pair of snow-white, soft, and tender breasts were completely and clearly displayed before him. He couldn't help but exclaim, "What a pair of beautiful breasts! I am very pleased with myself today!"

Princess Xiangxiang was filled with shame and indignation. She hurriedly stuck out her fragrant tongue, ready to bite it to commit suicide. However, Qianlong had already been paying attention to her movements. He reached out with his left hand and pinched her teeth. At the same time, he took out a handkerchief from his body with his right hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

Emperor Qianlong knew that Princess Xiangxiang was outwardly gentle but inwardly strong-willed, and once she made up her mind, it was not easy to change it. Seeing her refusal to submit, he knew that the idea of her willingly submitting was now a pipe dream. His anger surged, and he roared, "You're so unwilling to submit to me? Fine! I'll take your body first!" With that, he flipped Princess Xiangxiang over, sat on her back, and without pausing, tore his own clothes into strips, then pulled her hands behind her back and tightly bound them with the strips.

After binding Princess Xiangxiang's hands, Qianlong breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the struggling body before him, he couldn't resist reaching out and tearing at her tattered robe, revealing her smooth, soft back and round, snow-white buttocks.

Qianlong reached out and grabbed Princess Xiangxiang's buttocks tightly, feeling their warm, soft texture, so irresistible that he couldn't help but squeeze them again. What was pleasurable to him was incredibly painful and humiliating for Princess Xiangxiang. She kicked back with all her might, nearly kicking Qianlong across the face.

Qianlong, almost kicked himself, secretly berated himself for his carelessness. He thought that if he could just tie her beautiful legs as well, this beauty would be completely at his mercy. Why take the risk?

Having figured this out, Qianlong turned Princess Xiangxiang back to her face-up position and then tried to tie her feet. Princess Xiangxiang knew that if her feet were tied again, she would be doomed, so she struggled desperately. But girls are weak, and after a while, Qianlong, enduring two weak kicks from Princess Xiangxiang's legs, finally managed to separate them and tie them tightly to the edges of the bed.

After binding Princess Xiangxiang, Qianlong hurriedly stripped off the rest of his clothes, then grabbed her delicate, snow-white breasts with both hands, kneading them mercilessly and wantonly.

"Ugh...ah...ah..." Princess Xiangxiang groaned in pain from Qianlong's rough handling, tears of humiliation streaming from her eyes, her body struggling even more fiercely.

Qianlong vigorously kneaded the smooth, tender breasts of this peerless beauty before him, seemingly venting all the humiliation she had inflicted on him onto these full, soft breasts.

"Ha...ha...ha! So good! So good!" Seeing Princess Xiangxiang's soft moans, Qianlong was incredibly pleased. Normally, when his concubines made love to him, they were all trembling with fear and trying their best to cooperate; none of them struggled so desperately and resisted to the death like Princess Xiangxiang. This unprecedented feeling stirred the most rugged and wild nature buried in his blood, and this physical and psychological sensation made his penis tremble uncontrollably, almost to the point of ejaculation. He quickly took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the increasingly intense urge...

Looking at Princess Xiangxiang's reclining body, Qianlong was suddenly overcome with desire. He straddled her petite frame, riding her naked, beautiful body, and forcefully grasped her soft, tender breasts, clamping his erect penis between them and thrusting it in and out.

"Ah..." Princess Xiangxiang felt something hard and warm between her breasts, constantly rubbing and thrusting, making her feel strange. She wondered how this wicked man was humiliating her again. If she hadn't already decided not to look at him, she would have opened her eyes immediately. Thinking of this, she felt the thing thrusting even faster, so she struggled even harder, partly to prevent the wicked man from getting his way, and partly to try to drive away the strange feeling with her movements.

Princess Xiangxiang's rhythmic movements sent waves of unprecedented pleasure to Qianlong's penis. "Ha...ha! So good! So good!" Qianlong cried out in ecstasy, unable to resist, his hands gripping tighter and tighter, his penis thrusting faster and faster, relentlessly ravaging the chaste and sacred beauty of Xinjiang before him.

The violent pleasure quickly brought him to the peak of ecstasy. Soon, Qianlong felt a tingling sensation in his back, and gushes of milky white semen gushed out, splashing all over Princess Xiangxiang's neck and chest.

Panting on Princess Xiangxiang, Qianlong cursed his own body for being so weak. He had finally managed to get his hands on this beauty of Xinjiang, and he had ejaculated so quickly. He wondered how long it would take for his penis to recover. Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the Dragon-Tiger Golden Pill offered by Lama Songyong at Yonghe Temple a few days ago. He quickly got up and took two pills in quick succession

. Then, while playing with Princess Xiangxiang's tender, luscious breasts, he waited for the effects of the medicine to take hold... Princess Xiangxiang lay there limply, panting weakly, her fair chest heaving rapidly, a fine layer of sweat seeping from her body. The sticky, smelly semen that Qianlong had left on her neck and chest made her very uncomfortable, and she was also utterly exhausted—the struggle just now had almost drained all her strength. Only her determination to protect her sacred chastity allowed her to persevere. Once Qianlong left her body, she could no longer hold on, and her whole body went limp.

However, Qianlong did not let her relax for long. After a while, she felt Qianlong's hateful hands climb onto her sacred body again and begin to knead her breasts. The difference was that this time, she had little strength left to resist this humiliating violation.

Gradually, she felt Qianlong's kneading of her breasts grow stronger, the grip increasingly painful. At first, she tried to endure the pain without crying out, but she wasn't made of iron; how could her delicate, flower-like breasts withstand such violent movements? Gradually, under Qianlong's increasingly frenzied actions, "Ah...ah...uh...ah..." she finally couldn't hold back any longer and let out a painful groan.

If Princess Xiangxiang knew how much her moans affected Qianlong, she probably wouldn't have uttered a sound even if it meant death—her pitiful expression and painful groans easily drove the overdosed aphrodisiac Qianlong into an uncontrollable state of frenzy.

Qianlong indulged in playing with the alluring body of the beautiful woman before him, feeling an indescribable pleasure, exhilaration, and satisfaction.

He wanted this beauty!

He could have this beauty!

He wanted to have this beauty now!

Thinking this, Qianlong quickly sat up and untied the strips of cloth binding Princess Xiangxiang's feet...

Waves of pain washed over her, and she could hear Qianlong's increasingly heavy breathing. Princess Xiangxiang only hoped that Almighty God would let her die quickly and free her from this abyss of humiliation and suffering. Just then, Princess Xiangxiang suddenly felt Qianlong's hands and his body leave her.

"Could it be that God heard my plea and took this wicked man away?" Princess Xiangxiang felt a tremor in her heart and couldn't help but open her eyes.

Incredibly, she saw Qianlong untying the bindings on her feet; for a moment, she could hardly believe her eyes...

"This wicked man is really letting me go, God is great!" she naively thought.

However, her joy didn't last long. When Qianlong lewdly climbed onto her body again, she despaired once more. She closed her eyes; it seemed that God had abandoned her, and there was no power in the world to change this fact—the fact that she would be raped by this wicked man.

After untying the strips of cloth binding Princess Xiangxiang's feet, Qianlong climbed onto her again, parted her weak and powerless snow-white thighs, grabbed her slender waist with one hand, and with the other hand grasped his huge, swollen, purple penis, thrusting it into Princess Xiangxiang's untouched tender orifice...

Although there was no lubrication from her vaginal fluids, the glans, as large as an egg, still forced its way in.

"Ugh..." Princess Xiangxiang couldn't help but groan in pain, tears of sorrow and humiliation streaming down her face. She cried out in her heart, "I'm sorry, Brother Chen, I can't preserve your virginity!"

At this moment, whether it was the effects of the Dragon-Tiger Golden Elixir taking hold, or the intense stimulation of the situation, Qianlong felt an extreme surge of excitement. He could

n't help but laugh lewdly and wantonly, "Happy now? There's something even better here, watch my Dragon-Horse Spirit!" With that, he thrust his lower body forward forcefully, his erect penis penetrating several inches deeper... Although only a few inches, it was enough. Princess Xiangxiang felt a heart-wrenching pain in her lower body—Qianlong's enormous penis had brutally penetrated her tender orifice, mercilessly piercing her hymen.

"Ah!..." Princess Xiangxiang couldn't help but let out a piercing scream.

Qianlong felt a surge of pleasure. As his penis pierced Princess Xiangxiang's hymen, he knew that no matter how unwilling she was, he had undeniably become her first and only man. He couldn't resist pulling out his penis to take a look, and sure enough, it was stained with streaks of blood as vibrant as the morning glow and as red as raging fire—yes, it was the virgin blood of this pure and holy maiden.

The thought that this flawless beauty before him had finally been deflowered by him caused Qianlong to lose control of his emotions. He reached out, thrust his hips, and his enormous penis plunged into Princess Xiangxiang's tender orifice once more—no longer just a few inches, but a whole, large, and long one…

In an instant, the extremely intense impact made Princess Xiangxiang think her heart had stopped… However, this was only the beginning. Just when she thought this was the limit of pain and humiliation, Qianlong launched an even stronger and deeper assault on her…

“Ah!…” Princess Xiangxiang couldn't help but let out another shrill scream.

Qianlong's enormous penis relentlessly and wantonly rammed into Princess Xiangxiang's newly deflowered vagina, each thrust violently striking her clitoris. His hands were not idle either, grasping her snow-white, tender breasts, kneading and playing with them like dough. Princess Xiangxiang

struggled with her last remaining strength, enduring the waves of tearing pain from her lower body… but it was all in vain. Qianlong's penis, like a wild horse, thrust left and right within her vagina, relentlessly tearing open her tender walls and pounding into her core.

"Ah…no…no…ah…ah…" Princess Xiangxiang felt as if her narrow vagina was being torn apart by that enormous penis; she could no longer bear it and cried out in pain once more.

Emperor Qianlong was thrusting in and out relentlessly, the sweet cries of Princess Xiangxiang encouraging him. More effective than aphrodisiacs, more potent than spells, they continuously fueled his lust, making his thrusts more ferocious, faster, and more stimulating. Each entry of his penis elicited a mournful cry from Princess Xiangxiang, and each withdrawal brought forth specks of blood. Her vaginal fluids and virgin blood flowed continuously with each thrust of Qianlong's massive penis, soon staining a large patch of the white veil beneath her.

Driven to madness, Qianlong abruptly hoisted Princess Xiangxiang's thighs onto his shoulders, thrusting his penis downwards with ferocious force. The tearing pain in her lower body was unbearable; she shook her head desperately, her body twisting in vain, tears of despair streaming down her beautiful face, a pleading expression on her cheeks…

But Qianlong saw none of this, his gaze fixed on the point where their genitals met, his thrusts becoming increasingly brutal and relentless… Even if he had seen it, it wouldn't have mattered, for he was now controlled by the aphrodisiac and the primal instincts within him, only able to relentlessly and frantically ravage the beauty beneath him until he had completely released his pent-up desires, only then could he possibly recover.

Suddenly, Qianlong withdrew his penis, and Princess Xiangxiang felt a sudden emptiness within her; the agonizing object that had caused her unbearable pain was gone. Before she could react, he grabbed her right shoulder with one hand and lifted her buttocks with the other, flipping her to the left so that her body was facing away from Qianlong.

Qianlong knelt upright, gripping Princess Xiangxiang's limp waist with both hands and pulling her back forcefully... But because her upper body was weak and her lower body was being supported by his body, the pull resulted in her kneeling limply on the bed.

This position suited Qianlong perfectly. He pressed her head down on the bed with one hand and lifted her waist with the other, raising her buttocks high, then thrust his lower body forward... In an instant, his thick penis mercilessly plunged into her fragrant orifice once more—the immense impact made her weak body tremble...

"Ugh..." Princess Xiangxiang felt a burning pain in her lower body as her still bleeding, tender orifice was filled once more. Whether it was due to the humiliating position or the brief respite that had slightly eased her numb nerves, Qianlong's penetration was excruciatingly painful. However, this was only for a moment, as her will was immediately disrupted by Qianlong—under another wave of intense penetration, her mind went blank again, filled only with pain.

"Ugh..." Qianlong felt an unprecedented pleasure. He released his grip on Princess Xiangxiang's slender waist, placed his hands directly on her shoulders, and began to thrust violently with all his might...

For a long time, the intense thrusting continued, seemingly without end. Princess Xiangxiang felt she was about to die—dying from the pain, exhaustion, and torment of this seemingly endless, brutal assault. At this point, she had almost no strength left to struggle, let alone think. She had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure the pain. Gradually, her lower body began to go numb, and her consciousness gradually blurred...

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, she felt the sharp, throbbing penis inside her swell and throb... With each swell of the massive penis, she felt a surge of heat rush into her body. Just then, she felt a "boom!" in her head, and then she lost consciousness... 10-23
The Sequel to The Book and the Sword, Chapter 1: Caught in a Dilemma, the Heroine is Captured, Humiliated

Two years later...

Xu Tianhong leaned against a large tree, his body limp. The wound on his left rib was still throbbing. Although the bleeding had temporarily stopped, it was only temporarily treated with ordinary herbs. If he made any sudden movements, the wound would reopen and bleed again.

However, no matter how painful the wound was, it couldn't compare to the pain in his heart. Every time he saw his wife and children, exhausted and sleeping beside him, and the few members of the sect, his heart bled.

Eight days ago, without any warning, the Wuchang branch was raided by a large number of plainclothes government troops. The government seemed to have been preparing for this operation for a long time, not only deploying covertly but also equipping themselves with superior weaponry, including powerful bows and crossbows, as well as muskets and cannons. Caught completely off guard, the members hastily fought back. Although they did their utmost to resist, they were no match for the government troops in terms of equipment and numbers. Upon engaging, most of the resisting members were killed or wounded. Seeing the situation was dire, Xu Tianhong ordered a breakout, but it was too late. Although he and his wife managed to escape with their son and a dozen or so members, Zhou Zhongying was killed in a hail of bullets while covering the retreat.

Although Xu Tianhong and his wife broke through the encirclement, they hadn't gone far before the government troops caught up. They fled for several days, fighting and running, but couldn't shake off the government soldiers' pursuit. Of the dozen or so members who had followed, only three survived. Finally, Xu Tianhong cleverly deduced that the government soldiers had learned the Red Flower Society's code from an insider. He used a false code to lead the pursuers in another direction, while they went in the opposite direction, hiding in the nearby mountains. By evening, they were too exhausted to walk any further and collapsed in the woods.

The next morning, the three remaining members went to find food and drink. Xu Tianhong, feeling a little more alert, started a fire and said to Zhou Qi, "Qi-mei, the government soldiers came so suddenly this time, and they knew so much about our situation and arrangements. It seems there must be a spy in the society, and a high-ranking one at that. It seems Fourth Sister-in-law was right!"

"Sister Bing? When did you see her? What did she say?"

"Do you remember how Fourth Brother was killed?"

"Wasn't he stabbed to death from behind?"

“That’s true, but with Fourth Brother’s martial arts skills, while assassinating him wouldn’t be impossible, killing him before he could even give a warning is something no ordinary expert could do.”

Zhou Qi asked, “Right! Didn’t everyone say that person was a top-tier expert?”

Xu Tianhong said, “What everyone thinks is certainly possible, but Fourth Sister-in-law and I thought something else entirely. Actually, the person who assassinated Fourth Brother didn’t need to be a top-tier expert. As long as they were someone Fourth Brother knew who was completely unsuspecting—like anyone present—it could have been done.”

Zhou Qi asked, “Then why didn’t you say so at the time?”

Xu Tianhong said, “That was just speculation. We didn’t have any concrete evidence. If we had said it, it might have caused suspicion among the brothers, which wouldn’t have been good, and it would have made Fourth Brother… ” "My brother has more than just these unsuspecting acquaintances here, so we haven't revealed anything and plan to investigate further in secret. It seems..."

Zhou Qi asked, "Have you found anything?"

Xu Tianhong said, "We hadn't found anything before, but considering the attack on this branch... I have a clue!"

Zhou Qi continued, "Who was it?"

Xu Tianhong said, "I can't be sure yet... I'll tell you when I'm sure!"

Zhou Qi was about to ask more when a member of the congregation found a small stream nearby and brought back two buckets of water wrapped in leaves. She stopped asking questions, picked up her son Zhou Hanguang, and fed him the water. The little guy was very thirsty and drank it all in two gulps. He opened his mouth for more, so Zhou Qi simply helped her husband up, had a member of the congregation carry their son, and the group walked towards the stream together.

After walking a short distance, they gradually heard the sound of flowing water and quickened their pace. The member of the congregation who was looking for water pointed to a large rock a dozen steps away and said, "There's a big pool of stream water behind that rock. It's cool and clean, and after drinking, you can take a nice , refreshing bath to wash away this bad luck!"

The other two members of the congregation were also thirsty and tired. Hearing this, they were overjoyed and ran forward, going around the rock from both sides.

"Ah...!"

"Ah...!" Suddenly, two short screams came from behind the rock. The three of them stopped abruptly. Xu Tianhong warned Zhou Qi and the other member of the congregation, "There are enemies! Be careful!" Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen burly men dressed as hunters jumped out from behind the rock and from the surrounding woods, surrounding them. One of them, who seemed to be the leader, said, "Master Xu, you are completely surrounded. You can't escape. Put down your weapons and fight us, or we will kill you on sight!"

Xu Tianhong and his two companions exchanged glances. Xu Tianhong slowly took his son from the arms of the group member and said to the leader, "The Red Flower Society only has heroes who die heroically, not cowards who surrender! If you want my head, come and take it!" With that, he brandished his long sword and charged at the leader.

Seeing Xu Tianhong charging towards him, the leader quickly made a gesture for an attack. The dozen or so burly men surrounding him drew their weapons and swung them at the three men.

As soon as the group attacked, the leader of the group was the first to be hit. With his skill level, in his wounded and exhausted state, it was already difficult for him to keep his life, let alone kill others. As soon as he drew his long sword, the spear in front of him struck his sword with force. He felt a great force coming from the sword, his wrist went numb and jolted, and he could no longer hold the hilt. The long sword flew out of his hand, and in the instant his weapon left his hand, a sword and a spear pierced his body with lightning speed from the side.

"Ah...!" The man only managed a half-scream before collapsing to the ground, barely breathing. Seeing he was about to die, the burly men surrounding him, worried, stepped forward and delivered a few more blows. Without even wiping the blood from their blades, they turned and attacked Xu Tianhong and his wife. A flurry of flashing blades and dancing swords filled the air, a truly spectacular display.

Xu and Zhou, barely engaging the group, inwardly groaned. The dozen or so burly men were strong and powerful, specially selected soldiers from the Green Standard Army in other regions. While not exactly experts, they were incredibly fierce and held them off relentlessly. Normally, with their skills, Xu Tianhong alone could easily handle them. However, he was severely injured, and after days of running around without eating or sleeping well, he was extremely weak. He was also carrying a child, and his weapon was not to his liking. He could only use one or two tenths of his strength at most. Zhou Qi was not in much better shape. Although Xu Tianhong had protected his wife well and had not let her suffer any injuries in the past few days, she was, after all, a woman, and a young lady who had never suffered much hardship. Moreover, the life of fleeing in the past few days had almost exhausted her internal strength and physical strength. Therefore, the two of them not only did not gain any advantage, but were also forced to retreat step by step by the dozen or so people, and the distance between them gradually widened.

After another twenty-odd rounds, the two were forced to separate and fight individually. By this time, Zhou Qi had killed two of the six burly men who had besieged her, but her strength was exhausted. She was being forced to fight off the remaining four men, looking extremely disheveled. Because the men who had attacked her were lusting after her beauty and wanted to wear her down before capturing her alive, they hadn't killed her, allowing her to continue fighting. Although defeat and capture were inevitable, her life was not in immediate danger. On the other hand, Xu Tianhong was in a life-or-death situation. Although he had killed five of the ten men who attacked him, he had paid a heavy price. He had taken several severe blows, especially a deep cut on his right leg that exposed bone, from which blood flowed freely. He was unsteady and swaying precariously. Seeing that he was about to collapse, the remaining men rallied and shouted encouragement.

After a few more rounds, Xu Tianhong killed another man. The leader, finally unable to contain himself, suddenly attacked, a long rope flying through the air and wrapping around Xiao Zhou Hanguang's neck, pulling hard. Xu Tianhong felt a powerful force emanating from his beloved son. He dared not use his son's body to compete with the man's internal strength. He stretched out his right hand, his long knife plunging into the chest of a man in front of him, then grabbed the rope and began to fight the man.

Xu Tianhong had the rope in his hand and pulled with all his might, only managing to make the man stagger. He inwardly lamented: that guy's internal strength was mediocre; he was just much stronger than the average person. Normally, this pull would have sent him staggering five steps forward, and with a follow-up palm strike, even if he didn't die, he could keep him bedridden for months.

In that brief moment of distraction, Xu Tianhong felt a sharp pain in his back; he had been stabbed in the back. He gasped for breath, using the momentum of the stab to propel himself forward. Just as he was about to escape the piercing wound, he suddenly felt a loss of strength, and his body faltered. At that moment, he saw a bizarre sight: a spearhead protruding from his chest.

"Ah…!" Xu Tianhong let out a blood-curdling scream.

"Brother…!" Just then, Zhou Qi had just finished off one of the men and rushed forward desperately, but it was too late. By the time he reached him, his beloved son had already been snatched away by the leader, and Xu Tianhong lay on the ground, covered in blood, blood gushing from his chest. He was barely breathing, clearly not going to live. Zhou Qi rushed to his side and helped him up. His mouth struggled to open and close a few times, his eyes weakly glancing at his wife before closing them and dying.

"Big brother... wake up... God!... Big brother!..." Zhou Qi wept bitterly over the corpse, but after a few sobs, everything went black and she fainted.

At this moment, of the seventeen burly men who had surrounded Xu and Zhou, including the leader, only eight remained. Seeing Zhou Qi suddenly collapse, they were overjoyed and rushed forward, surrounding her. Some of them were particularly impatient and reached out to tear off her clothes. The leader had seen Zhou Qi several times before and had long coveted her beauty. How could he let others taste the delicacy that was already in his grasp first? He hurriedly shouted, "Don't fight, all of you! This woman is mine. I'll go first, and then you can draw lots to decide who goes next. Damn it, such a good catch should be enjoyed properly. It would be such a waste to fight over her! Go, go, go and draw lots!" As he spoke, he had already straddled Zhou Qi's lap, his hands impatiently trying to undo her belt.

Seeing his eagerness and the fact that he had started acting before even finishing his sentence, the others reluctantly stepped back, picked up some twigs from the ground to make sticks, and began to draw sticks from them one by one.

Seeing that the crowd had left, the leader felt no longer burdened and became even more unrestrained. At this moment, Zhou Qi's belt had been untied. Looking at the beautiful and alluring young woman before him, the leader had no patience even to unbutton her clothes. One hand frantically unbuttoned her clothes, while the other impatiently reached under the hem of Zhou Qi's clothes and her bodice.

As soon as his hand went in, the leader felt a warm, soft, and smooth sensation, an indescribable pleasure. He then moved his hand upwards, reaching Zhou Qi's high, firm breasts, presumably due to her regular martial arts practice. He felt that these breasts were different from those of any other woman he had touched before; they were not only incredibly elastic but also soft yet firm, with an indescribable smoothness that made them irresistible. He couldn't help but give them a hard squeeze. After examining Zhou Qi's breasts, he reached his hand into her pants with satisfaction.

Just then, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, followed by a blackout, and lost consciousness. It turned out Zhou Qi had fainted from the pain, but being from a prestigious family, her physical constitution was excellent. Although she had only fainted temporarily, her recovery was extremely fast. Furthermore, the leader's groping and kneading accelerated her blood circulation, so she quickly awoke.

When Zhou Qi woke up, she found herself pinned to the ground by a man, one hand undressing her while the other groped her private parts. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she suddenly found strength in her body. With a single twist, a sharp crack, and the leader's neck broke, instantly killing him. Zhou Qi picked up a knife from beside her, jumped up, and charged towards the seven men standing nearby.

Seeing Zhou Qi charging towards them like a madwoman, the seven men were filled with fear. They cried out and scattered in all directions. Just then, the burly man who had killed Xu Tianhong stepped on something, his leg gave way, and he tripped and fell to the ground with a "thud!" He turned around and saw that it was Zhou Hanguang who had tripped him. Overjoyed, he quickly turned back, picked up Zhou Hanguang, held his knife to his neck, and shouted at Zhou Qi, who was charging forward, "Stop!"

Zhou Qi's husband had been killed, and she had almost been defiled. Filled with shame and hatred, she had no intention of living anymore. She had originally intended to risk her life to kill more of her enemies, but when she saw her beloved son in the hands of the enemy, she remembered what would happen to her son if she died. For a moment, she froze and slowed down. Seeing that his tactic had worked, the man's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, calmed down. He tightened his grip on the knife and shouted loudly, "Stop right there!"

Zhou Hanguang was still young and was startled by the shout. He immediately burst into tears. Hearing her beloved son cry, Zhou Qi was momentarily at a loss and could only obey and stop. The man continued, "Madam Xu, drop your knife and surrender, or I will kill your precious son and ensure that this Xu family has no descendants!"

Zhou Qi was shocked upon hearing this and exclaimed, "You, a grown man, are using a child to threaten others! What kind of hero are you?!"

"Hahaha...hahaha!" The man burst into laughter, "We, a dozen or so men, surrounded you and your husband, killed your husband, and took your son. We're no heroes anymore! And you still want to ask? Hahaha!...Hahaha! This is hilarious!" Before he could finish speaking, a series of "hee-hee-hee..." "hahaha...!" "hehehe...!" laughter

erupted from around them. It turned out that the remaining burly men, seeing that the situation was under control, had gathered again and, having overheard the man's words, were now mocking Zhou Qi. Zhou Qi trembled with rage. Seeing her hesitation, the man urged, "Drop the knife! We're just following orders. As long as you don't resist arrest, we won't hurt you!" Zhou Qi saw the lewd grins on their faces, their eyes constantly darting over her face, chest, and thighs—their intentions were blatantly obvious. Coupled with her recent experience of being molested by the leader, she imagined the terrible consequences of surrendering, a thought she dared not even imagine. Her voice trembled as she said, "You scoundrels! You and that lecherous thief are all from the same den! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! You just want to defile me! Dream on! You'll kill me!" "My husband is gone! I've long since given up on life! Once I'm dead, you'll get nothing!" Hearing Zhou Qi's reply, the man lewdly chuckled, "Whether we think this way or not is none of your business, but you'd better think carefully. Do you think we can't do anything to you after you die? If your naked corpse is hung on the gates of Luoyang, with the words 'Zhou Qi, daughter of Iron Gallant Manor Master Zhou Zhongying, wife of Xu Tianhong, the seventh leader of the Red Flower Society,' then you, along with your father and that dead Xu, will be unclean even in death!" Hearing this, Zhou Qi blushed deeply, thinking that if such a thing really happened, she would die an unclean death. Her mind was in turmoil, and she couldn't help but cry out. "You...you dare to do this? Do you have any humanity left?" Seeing Zhou Qi's distraught state, the man continued to persuade her, "Hey! Think about it again. This child is still young. What will happen to him if you die? We have to hand him over. You're a traitor who's going to exterminate nine generations of your family. Although your son is still young, he can't escape being killed. But if you surrender, we can be lenient and release him. That way, you can preserve some bloodline for the Xu and Zhou families and also save your life temporarily. It's a win-win situation. What do you say? Decide quickly! Don't waste any more time with your nonsense. In this desolate wilderness, not only will no one come to help you, but even if they do, I'll kill them with one blow." "Take care of your precious son first, and don't even think about leaving. If you dare to move, I'll stab your precious son. But then again, we're not heartless beasts. If we weren't forced into this, who would want to hurt a child? As long as Madam Xu surrenders, we won't harm a single hair on your son's head. Brothers, am I right?" At this moment, the crowd was seizing the opportunity to carefully examine the beautiful woman before them. Although her hair was disheveled and she was covered in blood, it couldn't hide her striking beauty and outstanding figure. Her half-undone top revealed a bright red bodice and a large expanse of skin, making her even more irresistibly alluring. Everyone's eyes and crotches were bulging, wishing they could pounce on her immediately and have their way with her. Hearing this, they all agreed, and for a moment, "Yes!" "That's right!" "Really! He's right!" "Yes! Surrender and everything will be fine, right?" "Yes! We'll definitely give your son back to you!" The shouts rose and fell. Zhou Qi angrily retorted, "Bah! You talk a good game, you scoundrels! I won't fall for your tricks!" The man grinned wickedly and continued, "I've finished speaking. Whether you surrender or not is up to you, but I'm warning you, consider the consequences before you make your decision!" With that, he took out a small knife from his pocket and lightly sliced Zhou Hanguang's hand. The boy cried even louder in pain. Zhou Qi's heart ached at the sight of her beloved son's injury, but she dared not fight back. Besides anxiously stamping her feet, she was helpless and cried out in alarm, "Stop!" The man urged again, "I'm warning you, quick! Drop your knife! Otherwise, I'll cut you again!" He then made a gesture as if to cut again. Zhou Qi was heartbroken. She gritted her teeth and said, "Stop, you scoundrel! I surrender! Do whatever you want as long as you don't hurt my son!" Seeing that his evil scheme had succeeded, the man triumphantly shouted to the three burly men standing beside him, "He Laoliu, Siping, Liangshan, quick, go find a rope, quick!" Then he turned around and, with a lewd grin, ordered Zhou Qi, "Madam Xu, that's right! Come on! Throw the knife away, throw it far away!" Zhou Qi glared at the man with resentment, forcing back her tears. Filled with grief, indignation, and humiliation, she had no choice but to obey and throw away her only weapon of self-defense far away. After Zhou Qi threw away the knife, the man continued, "Alright! Then kneel on the ground, forehead to the ground, and put your hands behind your back, folded together!" Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, then realized that these people were just second- or third-rate characters who didn't even know how to use pressure points, which was why they wanted to tie her up with ropes, and that she was made to be in this position to make it easier for them to bind her. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of her husband. She never expected that he, a hero of his time, would die at the hands of these second-rate characters. Although she was rough around the edges, she had always been chaste and self-respecting. But today, in order to preserve the flesh and blood of the Xu and Zhou families, it seemed that she could not escape the clutches of these scoundrels. Losing her chastity was inevitable. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shed tears. Seeing that she was only crying and not kneeling, the man urged her, "What are you crying for? Hurry up! Kneel down! Don't waste time!" Zhou Qi had no choice but to follow his instructions, kneeling on the ground, curling up, pressing her forehead to the ground, and placing her hands behind her back, left hand grasping her right elbow and right hand grasping her left elbow, stacking them together. However, to show the man that she would not submit, she deliberately turned her body to the other side while kneeling. Seeing that Zhou Qi deliberately refused to kneel before him, the man said, "That's right! Kneeling well, that's it!" But in his heart, he thought, "Pah! You bitch, so stubborn. I'm going to fuck you hard later and show you what I'm capable of!" At this moment, the three big men had found a rope, and seeing this, they rushed to Zhou Qi's side, tied her hands tightly, pulled her up, and pushed her in front of the crowd. Seeing that Zhou Qi was bound, the man breathed a sigh of relief and said to the crowd, "Brothers, now that this slut has surrendered, it's time for us to have some fun! Let's discuss how to play with her later! I think we should use the results of the draw to decide who goes first! After we've had our turn, whoever still has the energy can have their turn a few more times, until they're too tired to continue. What do you all say?" The crowd chuckled lewdly. One of them said, "Seeing how horny this slut is, I can hardly hold back anymore. Damn it, who wants to draw again? Anyway, she's not a virgin anymore, what difference does it make whether we play with her first or last? Hurry up, don't waste time, let's go!" The man glanced at the crowd and, seeing that no one objected, lewdly said, "Then I won't be polite, brothers!" He turned around, taking off his clothes as he slowly walked towards Zhou Qi. It turned out he was the first one to draw the lot. Listening to the crowd's words, Zhou Qi was initially overwhelmed with shame and indignation, but the more she heard, the more horrified she became. Although she had anticipated her inevitable humiliation before surrendering, she never imagined they would go to such extremes. Not only did they intend to gang rape her, but it seemed they would also test her endurance with her body. However, for the sake of the Xu and Zhou families' offspring, even if the humiliation was worse than death, she could only endure it desperately. At this moment, Zhou Qi saw the man with a lewd grin, taking off his clothes as he walked towards her. She guessed he was the first to be defiled. She never expected that after killing her husband, this man would be the first to defile her virginity. Seeing his smug expression, she trembled with rage, glaring at him with venomous resentment, wishing she could kick him to pieces.

In just a few movements, the man had stripped off all his clothes, revealing a huge, erect penis that was much longer and thicker than Xu Tianhong's, about seven or eight inches long, with bulging veins and a menacing aura. Zhou Qi gasped in shock at its enormous size, a thought flashing through her mind: "How can this thing be so big?!" Then she turned her blushing face away uneasily, not daring to look at the shocking thing any longer.

The man approached Zhou Qi naked, his lewd gaze sweeping over her body, finally settling on her breasts, which were stretched taut by her clothes. He leered, "Madam Xu, never seen such a big thing before! I advise you to obediently submit to us and let us have our fill. If you serve us well, we might just release you and your son!"

Hearing this, Zhou Qi was filled with shame and indignation. Without a word, she turned her head and spat in his face before turning her face away again. The six men nearby, seeing the man utterly humiliated and spat on, burst into laughter.

The man wiped the spit from his face and grinned maliciously, "You don't appreciate my kindness! Fine! Then I won't be polite anymore, I'll show you what I'm capable of!" With that, he grabbed Zhou Qi's collar with both hands and ripped it in half, revealing her half-undone top, which was now stretched taut and revealing a large expanse of smooth, radiant skin beneath.

Not letting up, his hands moved without pause, reaching around Zhou Qi's slender waist and grabbing the waistband of her top. With a forceful tug, the thin waistband snapped into pieces as if made of paper. Pulling his hands back, he grabbed the neckline of the top, now hanging by only one strap, and yanked it downwards with tremendous force.

With a tearing sound, Zhou Qi felt a chill on her chest as her bodice was ripped off. Her upper body was now completely exposed to the crowd: a rare, tanned, athletic physique; a slender waist; a smooth, flat stomach like a young girl's; and two high, firm breasts that trembled from the ripping, their two delicate red nipples proudly erect in the cool breeze. The onlookers were stunned. After a long while, they snapped out of their daze, bursting into excited shouts and exclamations of admiration. Hearing their wild, animalistic cries, Zhou Qi closed her eyes in despair. The man who

had ripped off Zhou Qi's bodice, like the others, was also stunned by her unexpectedly stunning figure. When he finally came to his senses, he let out a howl like a wolf. He could no longer control himself. He bent down abruptly, lifted her up by the waist, and carried her to a nearby stone platform, about half a person's height, smooth and slippery from the flowing water. Zhou Qi twisted her slender waist, futilely trying to break free from his embrace.

The man reached the stone platform and suddenly threw her forcefully onto it. Despite her internal energy protecting her, Zhou Qi was still painfully thrown by the sudden impact. She struggled to sit up, but the man's strong body pressed heavily against her beautiful form, pinning her back onto the stone. As soon as he had her down, his rough, calloused hands eagerly grasped her high, firm breasts, kneading them vigorously. At the same time, his lips pressed fiercely against her delicate red lips, his wet tongue darting into her mouth like a snake.

Zhou Qi felt the man's tongue about to enter her mouth, and she was startled. She quickly closed her lips tightly and clenched her teeth to prevent his tongue from entering. At the same time, she twisted her body to escape his large hands that were constantly rubbing and playing with her breasts, but her hands were pinned down by her body and her legs were blocked by the man's legs,

so she could only make limited and weak struggles. The two of them struggled and intertwined on the rock, neither giving way. Suddenly, Zhou Qi felt something hard pressed against the groin of her thigh, rubbing and bumping against her genitals intentionally or unintentionally. Even through the double barrier of her underpants and outer pants, she could still feel its powerful and fierce force.

The two entwined for a while longer, but the man's tongue couldn't penetrate Zhou Qi's mouth, so he shifted his target. He moved his body to the side, his right hand continuing to play with Zhou Qi's firm breasts, while his left hand moved over her flat, smooth abdomen, untied her belt, and slowly probed into her crotch. Once inside, he quickly found her delicate vulva; although she desperately twisted her slender waist to resist his violation, it was to no avail. His rough middle finger pierced through her tender vulva and forcefully thrust into her still-dry vagina.

"Ah!..." Although she had expected the feeling of being violated by a crowd to be unbearable, Zhou Qi never imagined that the man would violate her in such a cruel and shameful way. The shame in her heart and the stinging pain in her lower body made her groan uncontrollably. At this moment, the onlookers, seeing the man make Zhou Qi cry out in pain, became very excited and began to cheer.

The man had originally planned to wet Zhou Qi with his fingers before raping her, but upon hearing her helpless moans of pain, he felt a surge of heat rush to his chest, both upwards and downwards. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he pulled out his fingers, straightened up, and grabbed Zhou Qi's underwear and trousers together. Before she could react, he swiftly pulled them down to her thighs.

"Ah! You scoundrel... Stop!" Zhou Qi cursed angrily, desperately twisting her body, but it was all in vain. Soon, her last barrier was completely removed, her mature and alluring body laid bare before everyone's eyes. Her shapely, long legs and the glimpse of her delicate vulva peeking through her glossy black pubic hair drew everyone's attention away from her upper body.

The man bent down, his lewd gaze greedily roaming over Zhou Qi's body. His right hand had already grabbed Zhou Qi's long, slender thigh, while his left hand grasped his thick, swollen, purplish-red penis, moving it towards her vulva. Just as his large penis was about to touch Zhou Qi's vulva, Zhou Qi suddenly began to struggle violently, her long legs and slender waist kicking and twisting wildly, causing the man's large penis to only rub against her vulva, unable to penetrate inside.

The two struggled for a while, the man unable to gain the upper hand. Furious, he thought, "I could have used Zhou Hanguang to force Zhou Qi to submit, but now I don't care anymore. I'll be tough with you, you stubborn bitch! The more you struggle, the harder I'll force myself on you!" He shouted to his companions, "This slut's got a hard grip! Quick, hold her down!"

The others, seeing the struggle, were worried about how long it would take before it was their turn. Overjoyed, they rushed forward. Two men pinned Zhou Qi's shoulders to the rocks, while the other four moved to her sides. Two grabbed her ankles, two held her body down, and two held her thighs.

Together, they spread her long, firm legs. Zhou Qi was instantly subdued, only able to twist slightly; her struggles were futile.

Seeing that Zhou Qi was subdued by the crowd, the man no longer hesitated. He stepped forward, pressing his right hand against Zhou Qi's smooth abdomen, and with his left hand grasping his thick, swollen, purplish-red, menacing penis, he thrust it into her isolated, vulnerable vulva.

Zhou Qi suddenly felt something hard touch her vaginal opening, knowing it was the penis of her husband's killer. Since giving birth to Zhou Hanguang, she and her husband had rarely been together and had hardly ever had sex. She wondered if it was due to her diligent practice and infrequent intercourse. Zhou Qi knew her vagina was now very tight, almost tighter and more delicate than before her marriage. How could she withstand the enormous penis of her husband's killer, especially with six men watching her intently...? Thinking of this, whether from shame and anger, or from tension and fear, her body trembled uncontrollably.

The man ignored what Zhou Qi was thinking. He aimed his thick, hard penis at the cleft of her vulva, and with a slight thrust of his hips, the egg-sized glans slowly squeezed into her dry, pink vulva. Zhou Qi felt as if she had been electrocuted, and her body thrashed violently. The penis that had just entered her vulva was pulled out by her struggle.

However, Zhou Qi's desperate struggle could only slightly delay the inevitable, but it couldn't stop the arrival of misfortune. The six men immediately intensified their pressure, and she was once again held down tightly. As she struggled, she felt a tightening in her lower body; her husband

's killer's thick penis was once again pressed against her vulva. The moment his penis touched her vulva, his waist thrust forward impatiently, the purplish-red glans pressing into her vulva once more. This time, Zhou Qi's resistance was no match for the rapists' ferocity. Although she struggled frantically, she couldn't escape her fate as before. The man's glans was already inside her vagina, pushing deeper and deeper.

In utter despair, Zhou Qi strained her vaginal muscles, hoping to delay the terrible invasion before a miracle occurred. The man felt a sudden tightness in his glans, and after a moment of stunned silence, he guessed Zhou Qi's intention. He sneered, "Will this work?" With that, he gripped her slender waist with both hands and thrust forcefully, his thick, murderous penis relentlessly penetrating her exposed vulva, squeezing inch by inch into her tight, tender vagina.

A sharp, tearing pain shot from her lower body to her brain with the intrusion of her husband's murderer's thick penis. "Ah..." Zhou Qi let out a long, desperate cry, tears of humiliation and pain streaming down her face.

The man got his wish; the beautiful widow's precious chastity was finally ruthlessly destroyed by him. When his thick penis was fully inserted into the crevice of Zhou Qi's petals, he felt a warm, soft, and tight embrace that made him feel so good he almost melted. He couldn't help but lewdly laugh triumphantly, "Madam Xu, I didn't expect that even after being married for several years and having a son, your vagina is still so tight! Damn it! A heroine's vagina is really different from a whore's vagina in a brothel, so tight and narrow, it's making me feel so good! Hehe... How about it, my treasure is pretty good, isn't it? How does it compare to Master Xu's? Hehe... Judging from your expression, Master Xu's is probably not that great! Hehe...!" Everyone laughed loudly.

The shock of having her precious virginity stolen by her husband's murderer, the humiliation of being raped in front of a crowd, and the burning pain emanating from her violently violated genitals, all clouded Zhou Qi's mind. She couldn't even utter a curse. Instinctively, she turned her head to the side, closed her eyes tightly, and ignored the man's words.

Seeing her indifference, the man roared, "Damn it! My big gun's already in there, and you're still pretending to be a saintly widow. I'll teach you a lesson! I'll make you scream!" With that, he pressed down on Zhou Qi's shoulders, first pulling his large penis halfway out, then thrusting it back in fiercely. "Ah..." This violent thrust made Zhou Qi shudder and cry out. She felt that the man's penis was thick, long, and hot, not only filling her vagina to the point of almost tearing it apart, but also penetrating deep into her body—a depth Xu Tianhong's short penis had never entered before.

Zhou Qi's painful groan fueled the man's lust. He pulled his thick, hard penis out of her tight, warm vagina again, then thrust it in violently, pulled it out again, and thrust it in again... Waves of intense, ferocious impact caused Zhou Qi's body to heave back and forth, her high, firm breasts churning and undulating.

At this point, Zhou Qi's body was powerless to resist the brutal assault. She could only bite her bleeding lips, enduring the pain without uttering a sound, letting her husband's killer's increasingly swollen and hot penis pound wildly inside her... Ten thrusts, twenty thrusts, fifty thrusts, a hundred thrusts... The man's movements gradually became more frenzied, thrusting faster, harder, and deeper, causing her excruciating pain and profuse cold sweat.

"Ah!...Stop...No...!" Another tearing pain shot through her lower body! The burning pain finally made Zhou Qi cry out, but her almost pleading moans didn't stop the man; instead, they fueled his lust. He arched his back and mercilessly increased the speed of his thrusts. The violent, relentless impact caused Zhou Qi's body to spasm and convulse, breaking her cries into broken, pitiful moans. Sweat and tears of humiliation streamed down her face and body.

Suddenly, the man increased the speed of his thrusts again. At this moment, Zhou Qi seemed to realize the misfortune that was about to befall her and screamed frantically, "Ah!...Stop...No...I don't want to...Please...! You can't...Don't...Don't...Don't...Shoot..."

But it was too late. "Ugh..." With a low, beast-like growl, the man ejaculated all his semen into Zhou Qi's uterus.

Zhou Qi felt the man's large penis inside her vagina swell and then contract and expand... With each contraction and expansion, streams of hot fluid rushed deep into her vagina. She knew it was his semen. Overwhelmed by shame, humiliation, and resentment, her vision went black, and she fainted.

After ejaculating, the man lay on top of Zhou Qi, panting heavily. Seeing that Zhou Qi had been raped to the point of unconsciousness, the others released their grip. Having witnessed the mouth-watering scene, they couldn't resist any longer and urged him to get out of the way. Helpless, the man grabbed and squeezed Zhou Qi's firm breasts a few times before reluctantly leaving her body.

The moment the man left Zhou Qi's delicate body, the burly man named Liang Shan leaped onto her chest. As everyone wondered what he was going to do, he cupped Zhou Qi's limp head in one hand and pressed his other hand against her cheeks, forcing open the unconscious heroine's sexy yet weak mouth. Seeing her lack of reaction, Liang Shan lewdly grinned and said to the crowd, "I'll show you something new, let's fuck the mouth of the infamous Seventh Leader's wife of the Red Flower Society."

Everyone laughed, one of them... "This woman is so fierce, be careful she bites your dick when she wakes up!"

Liangshan lewdly said, "Hey! You don't know this, normally, let alone a famous heroine like this, even a regular prostitute wouldn't want to have her mouth fucked. Today, we've got a rare opportunity to fuck her to our hearts' content! Even if she bites me, as long as it's not bitten off, it's worth it!" With that, he slowly thrust his hips forward, and his swollen, red penis slowly entered Zhou Qi's sexy, weak mouth.

After inserting his penis into Zhou Qi's mouth, Liangshan began to carefully move it in and out. He would pull it out a little, then slowly insert it again, then pull it out a little more, then insert it even deeper... As he thrust deeper and deeper, a painful expression appeared on Zhou Qi's face. Before long, his penis was inserted to the very root, the glans reaching deep into her throat.

Liang Shan paused his thrusting, savoring the warmth and moisture in her mouth for a moment, then grinned lewdly at the stunned crowd, saying, "Damn it! Boss Tang was right, a female kung fu practitioner is indeed different. She can handle it even when I thrust so deep. If it were an ordinary whore, she would have choked to death! Damn, this is really amazing!" With that, he grabbed Zhou Qi's head with both hands and slowly increased the force of his thrusts.

In her hazy state, Zhou Qi had a dream. She dreamt that Xu Tianhong, covered in blood, rushed towards her and choked her, making it difficult for her to breathe. Suddenly, she vaguely heard strange cries. Gradually, these cries became clearer, and the people were shouting: "Hurry up!"

"Good bastard!"

"Liang Shan, fuck this slut harder!" Zhou Qi suddenly remembered that the "slut" was herself, and she woke up from the nightmare with a start.

As soon as Zhou Qi regained consciousness, she felt something hot, fishy, and smelly moving in and out of her mouth and throat. Since she had just woken up from unconsciousness, her mind was in a mess. All she knew was that there was a lot of saliva in her mouth, and the thing was making her throat very uncomfortable. She never dreamed that it was a man's penis. In a natural reaction, she swallowed hard.

Liang Shan felt Zhou Qi stir beneath him, knowing she was about to wake up. But he was already at the climax, unable to stop. He suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts. Suddenly, he felt Zhou Qi's throat constrict, a tight spasm sending waves of pleasure from her throat and mouth to his penis… His mind went blank. He thrust his hips forward, then thrust again, ejaculating into Zhou Qi's mouth before quickly pulling his large penis out.

Zhou Qi felt the thing in her mouth swell and contract before it was quickly withdrawn, spraying streams of foul-smelling liquid onto her throat, mouth, face, and even chin. She opened her eyes abruptly, seeing a large, red penis dangling in front of her face. Seeing the object and the foul stench lingering in her mouth, she suddenly realized that the man had used her mouth as a tool for sexual gratification, and the foul liquid inside was his semen. She jerked her body up and screamed, "Oh my god...! You...you...my mouth...I'm going to kill you, you beast!"

The crowd laughed and surrounded her, expertly pinning Zhou Qi down once more. One of them walked up to her, leering, and said, "Hehe...it seems Madam Xu isn't very familiar with matters between men and women. Alright, I'll try a different approach and give you a taste of something different!" With that, he gestured to his companion to turn Zhou Qi over, making her lie face down on the rock, then used his knees to forcefully spread her limp legs apart.

At this moment, Zhou Qi's feet left the ground, but her upper body was pressed against the stone surface. Her delicate petals, covered in the rapist's semen, trembled helplessly between her parted, muscular thighs. The man rubbed his large penis back and forth against the cleft of Zhou Qi's tender petals a few times before thrusting forcefully. His burning penis quickly penetrated deep into Zhou Qi's vagina, which had been violated not long ago, and began to pump violently.

"Ah...!" The immense humiliation, coupled with the stinging pain of the man's thick penis scraping against her tender vagina, caused Zhou Qi to scream again.

Although Zhou Qi had been married for several years, she had never even heard of such a crude way of making love. Firstly, because the couple rarely saw each other after marriage, their sexual encounters were relatively infrequent. Secondly, Xu Tianhong was afraid that being too provocative would make her look down on him, so during sex they always used the proper missionary position, with very little foreplay, let alone any other variations.

Thirdly, although her father was a figure in the underworld, he was still from a wealthy family. Neither the men nor women in the family rarely mentioned such things. Even though she had seen dogs mating in this position on the roadside, she didn't care at all. She always thought that only beasts would mate in this way. She never expected that she would be violated in such a vulgar way...

The man's violent thrusting caused Zhou Qi unbearable pain, and she was covered in cold sweat. She desperately twisted her body, trying to drive away the feeling of humiliation and pain with this futile movement. However, she did not know that the more she twisted, the more comfortable, pleasured and happy the man who violated her would feel. At this moment, the man was almost in ecstasy. He felt Zhou Qi's slender waist twisting, which moved her tight and soft vagina, sending wave after wave of pleasure to his penis. The pleasure urged him on, making him thrust faster, harder, and more fiercely... Before long, after a roar, the man ejaculated a large amount of semen into Zhou Qi's tight and helpless vagina.

The man, panting, got up. No sooner had he left than another man impatiently climbed onto Zhou Qi's back, his hands wrapping around her body, grabbing her firm, large breasts and kneading them incessantly. At the same time, his large penis, without hesitation, plunged deep into her vagina, still flowing with the semen of the previous rapist, beginning another violent rape…

And so it went, one after another, the seven burly men, long craving for blood, relentlessly raping the beautiful widow. At first, they took turns, but gradually, the atmosphere of violence and debauchery overwhelmed their reason. After the first round of rape, order no longer mattered; whoever was strongest went first, without regard for tenderness or mercy. They only knew how to use the most direct methods… The sharp, violent thrusts, the wanton, merciless ravaging of the beautiful widow before them, seemed to unleash the pent-up lust and energy of the past few months onto her body, into her very being…

A long time passed, and darkness began to fall. When the last man weakly rose to his feet, Zhou Qi was completely overwhelmed by the immense pain and humiliation. Her senses had become numb, her tears had dried, and her eyes stared blankly at the darkening sky. Her naked body lay limply on the stone, her firm, erect breasts proudly standing in the wind, her bronze skin glistening with sweat. Semen overflowing from her swollen, ravaged vagina slowly dripped from her opening, drop by drop, onto the stain that had formed over several hours beneath her.

At this moment, the group gathered together to discuss their plans for camp. Thanks to Boss Tang, the group not only killed Xu Tianhong but also had their fill of Zhou Qi, a chaste and beautiful heroine. Therefore, he naturally became their leader. He addressed the group, saying, "We were ordered to search the mountain for three days, and today is only the first day. Normally, we should report to our superiors immediately upon catching a criminal, but we've only managed to catch this slut a few times. It would be such a waste to hand her over now. Besides, she's young, beautiful, has a fantastic figure, and a tight vagina. She's also a renowned heroine. Normally, someone of our status wouldn't even be able to touch her, let alone have a good time with her. This is a once-in-a-century opportunity; missing it today might be a lifelong regret. So why don't we..." "Let's find a place to rest for three days. During these three days, we'll all have our fill of this slut. When we meet up again, we'll hand her over. If anyone asks, we can just say we got lost in the forest, and no one can do anything about it

. What do you say?" At this moment, everyone was still savoring the memory of Zhou Qi, the highly skilled and valiant heroine, her melodious cries and fragrant sweat beneath them. They were regretting having to hand over such a beauty, but upon hearing that they could play with her for a few more days, they were overjoyed and unanimously agreed. So everyone immediately got to work. Dragging their tired bodies, some went to find a place to stay, while others hastily buried their dead comrades and cut off Xu Tianhong's head, preserving it with lime.

Before it got completely dark, the group found an empty house built by hunters near the upper reaches of the stream and settled down there.

After arriving at the house, the group tidied it up a bit, ate some dry rations, and then loosened the ropes binding Zhou Qi. By this time, Zhou Qi had recovered from her dazed state and tried to stand up, but before she could even get halfway up, a searing pain shot through her lower body. "Ugh!..." Zhou Qi groaned in pain, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground. Seeing this highly skilled martial arts heroine reduced to a state of near collapse from their abuse, the group erupted in excited shouts. If they hadn't been exhausted from their previous hours of intense sexual activity, they would have already pounced on her.

Just then, little Zhou Hanguang suddenly cried out. Zhou Qi struggled to reach for him, and seeing her weakness, the group reassured her and placed Zhou Hanguang before her, tossing them some dry rations and water. Zhou Qi glared at them with venomous resentment, fed her son, and then carefully tossed the remaining food and water aside.

Seeing that Zhou Qi wouldn't eat or drink, the men were angry and tied her up again, while taking Xiao Zhou Hanguang to the other side of the house. Zhou Qi, feeling weak and sore all over, knew resistance was futile, so she simply closed her eyes, remaining silent and still, letting them bind her. She ignored their groping and rough handling, much to the men's boredom. In truth, after a day of "exertion," the men were exhausted and lacked the energy to continue; they could only satisfy their urges. After binding Zhou Qi, they each found a corner and fell asleep. Seeing that everyone was asleep and not raping her, Zhou Qi's tense state relaxed. Soon, waves of fatigue washed over her, and her eyelids began to droop. Before long, Zhou Qi, like the others, fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, in a half-dream, half-awake state, Zhou Qi vaguely felt a throbbing pain in her lower body. She wanted to open her eyes to see, but her eyelids wouldn't obey her thoughts. Gradually, the throbbing pain became clearer and clearer because something hot and burning hot was rapidly thrusting in and out of her vagina.

Zhou Qi jolted awake from her daze. The scene before her eyes jolted her fully awake: she was lying naked on her back on the ground, her clothes gone, her long, shapely legs shamefully draped over a man's shoulders. He was simultaneously fondling her firm, high breasts while forcefully and mercilessly raping her with his thick, hard penis.

"Ah…!" she cried out, her legs instinctively clenching and releasing.

The man woke up early and found Zhou Qi fast asleep beside him. Her clothes had slipped open, revealing half of her firm, high breasts and her long, beautiful legs gently bent. Her strikingly handsome face was infinitely beautiful. Overwhelmed with lust, he couldn't resist climbing over, hoisting her legs onto his shoulders, spitting on his penis, assuming a position, and slowly inserting it into Zhou Qi's body. Seeing that she didn't move, he began to thrust freely, his hands also caressing her high breasts. Just as he was getting into the swing of things, enjoying himself immensely, he suddenly heard Zhou Qi, who had been completely still beneath him, scream. Then, her neck tightened, and her body flew out as if flying through the air, landing on her back with a "thud!"

Zhou Qi sat bolt upright, glancing around to see that it was already broad daylight. The man who had assaulted her was now on top of another man, struggling to get up. The others, awakened by the loud noise, had also sat up.

Zhou Qi realized that after a good night's sleep, she had recovered about 70-80% of her strength. An idea struck her: the others were just awake and unaware of the situation, while she had regained her strength—it was the perfect opportunity to take them down. Without hesitation, she stood up abruptly and kicked one of the men in the chin, knocking him unconscious. Then, she pulled the man's long sword from its sheath, and with a flick and a kick, the sword pierced the chest of another man, who screamed and fell dead.

The others, just waking from their dreams, were stunned by Zhou Qi's incredible power, having taken down two men in quick succession. Tang, the leader, reacted the fastest, shouting, "Stop her!" as he lunged at Zhou Hanguang.

Seeing Tang Shan about to use the same trick again, Zhou Qi panicked and rushed forward. However, with her hands bound, she struggled to maintain her balance while running, and her panicked state caused her to stumble and fall to the ground with a "plop!" as she fell.

As Zhou Qi fell, her spirits plummeted along with her body. When she looked up, she saw Tang Shan holding his beloved son in his arms, a triumphant smile on his face. She struggled to get up, but it was too late. The others had surrounded her, and several rough, smelly feet pinned her down from behind. A wave of disappointment and regret washed over her, and with a long sigh, she gave up resisting. Just then, a man kicked her hard, cursing, "You filthy bitch, so ruthless! I can't even look at you for a moment longer. Looks like I haven't fucked you enough! Fine! Let's do it again!" With that, Zhou Qi's legs were roughly spread apart, and then a thick, hot, iron-like penis was thrust from behind, pressing against her still swollen and red vaginal opening. "Ugh...!" Zhou Qi groaned in pain, closing her eyes in despair... 10-23
The Sequel to The Book and the Sword, Chapter Two: Turning the Tables, Clever Li Kui's Clever Plan to Escape the Wolf's Den

Two days later...

In a small cabin in the mountains, the foul air was filled with a stench of semen, vaginal fluid, sweat, and other unknown odors. In the center of the cabin, Zhou Qi lay weakly with her eyes closed, her naked body, ravaged by the abuse, lying helplessly on the ground. Her firm breasts were covered with bruises and welts from being pinched and squeezed. At this moment, a burly man knelt between her legs, his hands gripping her slender waist and pulling her forcefully. His thick penis thrust rapidly into her vagina, the wild movements causing her beautiful breasts to sway back and forth.

For the past few days, the six burly men had been gang-raping this beautiful heroine day and night. Whenever any of them had a spare moment of energy, whether Zhou Qi was eating or sleeping, they would unhesitatingly release it on her. She had lost count of how many times she had been raped; she only knew that since her marriage, the number of times she had had intercourse with her husband combined did not equal the number of times she had done so in these past few days. Every part of her body—whether it was her vagina, her firm and beautiful breasts, her long thighs and full buttocks, her back, her lower abdomen, her neck, her face, or even her mouth—was splattered with the semen, saliva, and vaginal fluids of her husband's killers. The filth scattered on her body and throughout the room seemed to tell the story of her tragic ordeal over the past two days.

After three agonizing days, Zhou Qi's body was weaker and more powerless, but her heart had grown stronger. In these past few days, she had come to a realization. Now, she no longer wanted to die as she had when she was first violated. Although she would still use death to wash away the shame of her lost virtue, that would never be now, but only after she had taken revenge. During these humiliating days, she resolved that no matter the cost, she would accomplish three things: First, she must save Zhou Hanguang's life, to preserve a bloodline for the Xu and Zhou families. Second, whatever the means or methods, as long as it allowed her to escape their clutches, no matter how humiliating, even if it meant offering herself to her husband's killer, she would do it without hesitation. Third, she must find the mole within the upper echelons of the organization that Xu Tianhong had mentioned, because that person was the true murderer of her father and husband, and she would make sure he received his just deserts.

After figuring things out, Zhou Qi decided to conserve her strength. She stopped refusing food and even abandoned her struggles and resistance during their rapes. Whenever she had a chance, she secretly cultivated her inner energy. However, due to the severe depletion of her strength from the previous escape, coupled with the daily brutal rapes by six burly men, her recovery was very slow. From yesterday to today, after a whole day and several hours, she had only recovered less than 30% of her strength. With this strength, she couldn't even run five hundred steps, let alone kill six burly men in one fell swoop.

At this moment, the man arched his back and charged forward, roaring like a wild beast as he once again ejaculated his filthy semen into Zhou Qi's already semen-filled uterus.

Tang Laoda saw the man panting heavily on top of Zhou Qi and couldn't help but smile slightly. He turned to the others and said, "Brothers, today is the last day. Although we haven't had enough fun yet, we really have to go. It would be terrible if we were late!"

In these few days of lawless debauchery, everyone had experienced unprecedented pleasure and satisfaction from Zhou Qi's beautiful and alluring body. Hearing that they had to let go now, they all felt very reluctant. However, military orders are like mountains, and failing to report for duty is no small matter. Not only would their merits be lost, but they might even lose their heads. It wouldn't be worth losing their livelihood for a moment of pleasure, so they all nodded helplessly. At this moment, the man named Liangshan said to him, "Boss Tang, I'm going to take a shower. This slut looks like she needs a bath too. Let me take her to the stream to wash her while I'm at it!"

Boss Tang thought for a moment and replied, "Alright! But be careful this bitch doesn't suddenly attack!"

Liangshan said, "Don't worry! After being fucked like this for three days straight, if she hadn't practiced martial arts and was particularly resilient, she would have been fucked to death long ago. When I fucked her today, she was so tired she couldn't even move her fingers, let alone struggle like she did the other day. Besides, she was bound. And I'm not dead. If I really finished, wouldn't she scream? It's okay, don't be nervous!" After saying that, he stood up, without putting on any clothes, took a long knife in his left hand, picked up Zhou Qi with his right hand, carried her on his shoulder, and walked out naked. Boss Tang saw that Zhou Qi was limp and let him do as he pleased, and thinking that what he said made sense, he didn't say anything more and let him go.

Liangshan carried Zhou Qi to the edge of the stream. Looking around, he saw only small pools of water, nowhere to bathe. After hesitating for a moment, he walked down the stream. After walking and walking, he finally found a pool that was almost chest-deep. He walked to the pool, pulled back with his right hand, and with a strong push from his shoulder, "plop!" he threw Zhou Qi into the water.

Zhou Qi had remained silent the entire way, neither struggling nor resisting, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, the cold water jolted her awake, and she struggled to stand. However, balance was difficult in the water, and with her hands bound, she had no leverage. Before she could regain her footing, she slipped and "plop!" sank back down, swallowing several mouthfuls of stream water in her panic.

Liang Shan, who had intended to join her in the water, saw Zhou Qi's frantic and helpless state and guessed she couldn't swim. His childlike enthusiasm took over, and instead of rushing in, he squatted down to watch.

Zhou Qi struggled in the pool for a while, finally unable to hold on any longer. "Glug... Help!... Help... Glug... me...!" she instinctively cried out to Liang Shan for help.

"Hahaha... Splash!!" Seeing Zhou Qi was about to drown, Tang Shan laughed triumphantly and jumped into the water, swimming towards her.

Liang Shan swam to Zhou Qi and supported her arms with both hands. Zhou Qi, having narrowly escaped death, though her hands were bound and she couldn't hold onto him, instinctively entwined her legs around his waist and hips, desperately leaning towards him. Seeing her pitiful state, Liang Shan lifted her head slightly with both hands, and Zhou Qi's head emerged from the water.

"Cough...cough cough...!" As soon as Zhou Qi's head broke the surface, she coughed violently, her pretty face flushed red, her pitiful expression, coupled with her beautiful breasts bobbing on the water, made Liang Shan's heart flutter. Unconsciously, his dormant penis rose proudly. Suddenly, Liang Shan felt a movement in his lower body, his erect penis touching something. At the same time, Zhou Qi shuddered and gasped; it turned out that their waists and legs were intertwined, and the cleft of Zhou Qi's vulva was right above Liang Shan's penis. When his penis rose, it touched her vaginal opening.

A thought struck Liang Shan, and he suddenly pulled Zhou Qi towards the water. Zhou Qi's cough subsided slightly, but before she could catch her breath, she felt her hands tighten, and she sank back into the water. Panicked, she instinctively clenched her legs, and the large penis pressed against her vaginal opening easily slid into her unsuspecting vagina with their combined pull and clenching.

"Ugh…!" The tight, smooth, and deep penetration made Liang Shan cry out in pleasure. For the past three days, every time he had sex with Zhou Qi, she either struggled desperately or remained motionless like a piece of wood, never cooperating as actively as she was now. Although the movement wasn't her intention, the sensation was still extraordinary.

Having finally found a way to make this beautiful heroine throw herself into his arms, Liangshan didn't care about Zhou Qi's life or death. He tried the same method several times in a row, and sure enough, just as he wished, every time he moved his hands, Zhou Qi's strong and slender legs would tightly grip his waist and hips. At this time, with just a little force, his penis could easily enter the depths of her body, and her tight and tender vagina would grip him tightly with a force that almost broke his penis. The feeling of pleasure was unprecedented, making him feel so good that he almost lost his soul.

Liangshan was enjoying himself immensely, but after Zhou Qi drank a few sips of water, she couldn't take it anymore. She couldn't help but cough and plead, "Cough...no...cough cough...please...stop, I'll...cough cough...you...!"

Liangshan was overjoyed when he heard this. He thought that he had already enjoyed it so much with her being so half-willing. What would happen if she were to fully reciprocate? He stopped what he was doing and lewdly said, "Fine! You can stop drinking water if you just do it properly with me! Cooperate with my movements, and I'll let you go!"

Zhou Qi was startled and instinctively shook her head, saying, "No!...No...cough cough!!" Before she could finish, she coughed violently again.

Liang Shan pretended to be angry and said, "Alright, let's continue!" After saying that, he used his hands to pull her into the water. Zhou Qi was shocked and hurriedly cried out, "Okay...okay!...cough cough...as long as you don't drown me, I'll...cough cough...do as you say!"

Hearing Zhou Qi's answer, Liang Shan was overjoyed and said, "Really?" Zhou Qi blushed and bit her lip without answering. Liang Shan pretended to pull her again, and Zhou Qi had no choice but to nod slightly. Liang Shan was ecstatic and picked her up and carried her back to the shore.

Back on shore, Liangshan made Zhou Qi kneel before him, bringing his wet, large penis to her lips. He commanded, "Let's start with a cold dish. Come on! Lick my big gun first! I'm warning you, if you try anything else, I'll make you drink a bellyful of water!"

Zhou Qi hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly stuck out her tongue and gently licked Liangshan's red glans. "Oh...!" Liangshan was as if struck by lightning, shouting, "Quick, lick it again, put it in your mouth and lick it!"

Whether she had become accustomed to humiliation or was afraid of being drowned, Zhou Qi didn't hesitate much this time. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and swallowed Liangshan's penis, beginning to lick it diligently. Liang Shan never expected that this chaste and unyielding heroine would actually perform oral sex on him. His smugness was indescribable. He kept shouting, "Yes, lick there! Yes! Move your tongue more, rotate it a few more times!" "Damn it! Your teeth are hurting me, watch your back!"

"Hey! You slut, you're really something, it feels so good!" After a while, Liang Shan couldn't take it anymore. His penis throbbed, and he grabbed Zhou Qi's head with both hands, thrusting his hips forward. His large penis slid quickly into Zhou Qi's throat and began to pump rapidly.

"Ugh…!" Zhou Qi groaned softly. She only symbolically shook her head at this humiliating act, then weakly opened her mouth wider, allowing Liang Shan's penis to thrust in and out more freely.

Liangshan thrust for a while, his excitement gradually rising. A wave of numbness washed over him, and he knew he was about to ejaculate. He quickly pulled his penis out of Zhou Qi's mouth. He wanted her to respond passionately to him, to have a thoroughly enjoyable intercourse. He wanted to completely conquer her, to make this chaste and beautiful widow submit to him. He couldn't ejaculate so quickly. He pinned Zhou Qi to the ground and commanded her, "Let's have a good time. You have to do your best to please me, and clench your vagina tightly, or I'll throw you into the water to feed the fish!"

Zhou Qi shook her head in panic and replied resentfully, "I've even licked you, what else can't I do? Do whatever you want! I'll do my best to make you feel good!"

Zhou Qi's words were more effective than any aphrodisiac in the world. Liang Shan felt a "boom!" in his mind, his chest surged with heat, and his already erect penis reached a new peak, swollen and red. He didn't care about any foreplay and started flirting. He suddenly leaned down, spread Zhou Qi's long, beautiful legs, and inserted his thick penis into the crevice of her alluring petals, thrusting hard. Unexpectedly, Zhou Qi's lower body opened wide, not only not resisting his intrusion, but also moving her slender waist gently in response to his thrusts, truly welcoming him. Although her movements were still clumsy and her coordination was not very good, it had already made Liang Shan eager to ejaculate. In order to prolong the battle, he had to slow down the speed of his thrusts.

At this moment, Zhou Qi's movements suddenly stopped. Liang Shan glared at her, and Zhou Qi gave him a resentful look, saying softly, "Don't blame me, my hands are completely useless. If I only use my waist, I'll be exhausted after just a few movements and can't continue! If my hands weren't bound, there wouldn't be a problem!"

Now that Liang Shan had tasted the novelty, he was ready to unleash his power. He didn't care about the consequences of untying Zhou Qi, so he quickly got up, picked up the long knife that was lying on the ground, and cut the rope binding Zhou Qi in just a few strokes. Then he threw the knife aside and impatiently pressed Zhou Qi down to the ground, put her long legs on his shoulders, and thrust his waist forward. His large penis once again entered Zhou Qi's tender and wet vagina, and he began to pump in and out vigorously.

She had been raped again, but Zhou Qi wasn't saddened; in fact, she felt a strange excitement because everything was going exactly as she had planned and imagined. When Liang Shan tried to take her out alone, she knew this was a golden opportunity to escape. On the way, she calculated that even with her hands unbound, killing this guy would be difficult with her current strength. If she forced her way out, she would have to fight him, and she probably couldn't subdue him with just her legs. He could also loudly alert his companions if necessary. Although they were far from the hut and shouldn't be able to hear, a sound can travel through the mountains, and someone might happen to hear it. If another person came, she would have no chance at all. After much deliberation, she decided she couldn't use force; she had to use a plan to escape.

Actually, while Zhou Qi wasn't a very good swimmer, she wasn't a complete landlubber either. The reason she pretended not to swim was to lure Liang Shan into the water. Her original plan was to lure him into the water, then suddenly attack and drown him, thinking that once he was submerged, he wouldn't be able to call for help. However, she discovered that Liangshan was a very good swimmer and quite strong, making it difficult to overturn him. If she acted rashly, and he didn't drown, it would be disastrous. She couldn't think of any other method, and time was running out. In her anxiety, the thought of Liangshan penetrating her reminded her. Desperate, she had no choice but to use her natural advantages to seduce him, lower his guard, and then kill him. Therefore, she pretended to be submissive, enduring humiliation as he asked her to perform oral sex on him and enthusiastically cooperate with his rape. Now, the plan was just one step away from completion; once she had the long knife, all her sacrifices would have been worthwhile.

Zhou Qi was pinned to the ground by Liang Shan. The long knife was right beside her, but she couldn't quite reach it. She reached out with all her might, but it was still two inches, an inch, half an inch short... Just then, Liang Shan's voice rang in her ears: "So good...so good! Faster! Squeeze tighter! Faster...!"

Zhou Qi was startled and turned around. She found Liang Shan engrossed in his work and hadn't seen her movements. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "If I move too much, this scoundrel will find out, and then all my efforts will be wasted. It seems I'll only be able to get the knife after he's finished venting his lust. I need to work harder to make him finish quickly, otherwise it'll be bad if things go wrong at this point...! Anyway, they've already raped me so many times, one more time won't make a difference!" With that thought, she sighed softly and stopped paying attention to the knife. Instead, she resignedly swayed her slender waist, trying her best to meet Liang Shan's thrusts, hoping to make him finish quickly.

The two engaged in passionate intercourse, their two hot, naked bodies pressed together at the edge of the stream, lips and breasts touching, legs entwined. Gradually, lustful emotions unknowingly invaded Zhou Qi's mind and body, her movements becoming increasingly reckless. Suddenly, a burst of intense pleasure surged through her lower body like lightning, making her shudder. "Mmm…!" A seductive moan escaped her lips involuntarily, her hands instinctively embracing Liang Shan's body. Liang Shan seemed to sense the change in the beauty, suddenly increasing the speed of his thrusts, while one hand grasped her firm, tender breasts, kneading them incessantly.

Another thunderous wave of pleasure washed over her, making Zhou Qi tremble with ecstasy. In an instant, her last shred of reason was shattered by the waves of pleasure, her mind and body deeply trapped in the vortex of lust, unable to extricate themselves.

At this moment, she had forgotten the purpose of this intercourse, and she had forgotten that the person lying on top of her was her husband's murderer. She only knew that he was giving her endless pleasure and joy. "Mmm... ah... ah ah... mmm... ah... ah...!" Unconsciously, with Liangshan's movements, her sexy and charming mouth emitted unrestrained, lewd moans, and her beautiful legs wrapped around her husband's waist like water snakes, while her slender waist worked hard to meet his thrusts.

The passionate intercourse continued, the slapping sounds of their lower abdomens colliding violently, the squelching sounds of the large penis going in and out of her vagina filled with lustful fluids, Liangshan's heavy breathing, and Zhou Qi's unrestrained moans intertwined in the air to create a lewd melody. Gradually, Zhou Qi was sent to the peak of lust by wave after wave of pleasure.

"Ah...ah ah...!" Suddenly, Zhou Qi frowned, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure. A series of seductive screams escaped her sexy lips, her beautiful body arching violently, her muscles taut. She gripped Liang Shan's back tightly, her nails leaving bloody streaks. At that moment, Liang Shan felt Zhou Qi's tight, smooth vagina rhythmically contracting and relaxing, warm fluid gushing from deep within her, scalding his glans with a pleasurable heat. Knowing she had reached orgasm, he felt a surge of excitement and thrust his large penis forward with a powerful "Ugh...!", ejaculating all his semen into Zhou Qi's uterus.

Zhou Qi lay limply on the ground, panting heavily, her face flushed, still immersed in the unprecedented sexual pleasure she had just experienced. For a moment, she forgot to push away Liang Shan, who was still limp on top of her. Suddenly, a cool breeze brushed her cheek, jolting her awake from her erotic reverie. Recalling her wanton and lewd behavior, Zhou Qi felt a surge of shame and remorse, silently blaming herself: "It was just an act, how could I be so shameless? To do this with my husband's killer..." A pang of fear gripped her heart, and she dared not think any further. In that instant, she hated the man on top of her, and she hated herself. She disgustedly pushed Liang Shan away and sat up straight. Unexpectedly, after being pushed aside, Liang Shan not only ignored her but didn't even open his eyes.

Seeing Liang Shan's lack of reaction, Zhou Qi grew anxious. She gently picked up the long knife that would haunt her for the rest of her life, turned around, and saw Liang Shan still lying on the ground, his eyes lightly closed, a lewd smile still lingering on his lips, as if reliving the obscene scene they had just shared. A pang of pain shot through her heart. With a gritted teeth, she sliced the blade across Liang Shan's throat.

Liangshan's eyes snapped open in terror, staring at Zhou Qi in disbelief. Blood gushed from his throat, making gurgling sounds, but he could no longer utter a cry.

Zhou Qi snarled, "You killed my father and husband, and ruined my chastity! Dying so easily is too good for you!" With that, she plunged a knife into Liangshan's chest, ending his life.

After killing Liangshan, Zhou Qi hastily gathered some leaves to wrap around herself, then, carrying her long knife, headed towards the hut. Upon reaching the hut, she found it eerily quiet. Peeking through a crack in the wall, she was surprised to find only He Laoliu dozing; everyone else was gone. But she couldn't dwell on her surprise. She stealthily approached him, her knife pressed against his chest, and subdued him.

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!" Zhou Qi delivered several hard slaps, making He Laoliu dizzy. She asked, "Tell me! Where did they go?"

He Laoliu, rubbing his swollen face, replied dejectedly, "They saw you hadn't returned for so long and were afraid of delaying us, so they said they needed to go back to report for duty first. They took your son and left, telling me to wait here for you to come back together!"

"How long did they walk? Which direction did they go?" Zhou Qi continued to ask.

He Laoliu replied, "They walked for about the time it takes to eat a meal, following the route we took that day!"

"Where did you come from? Who ordered you to kill us?" Zhou Qi asked.

"We're all former Green Standard Army soldiers stationed in Changsha. We received orders from our superiors a few months ago. At first, they said we were here to help repair the Yangtze River dike, but after we arrived, they said we were here to suppress the rebels!"

Zhou Qi angrily retorted, "Nonsense! If they wanted to arrest us, why didn't they use troops from Wuchang instead of Changsha?"

He Laoliu was startled and hurriedly said, "It's true! I heard that because the rebels have a lot of influence in Wuchang, the court was afraid that the news would leak out, so they transferred us here!"

"...Where will you imprison the people you capture?"

"I heard that the court is very nervous about this operation. They specifically ordered that if any rebels captured are leaders or above, or people with special status in the organization, they should not be detained, but immediately and secretly escorted to Beijing!"

"How do you transport them after you capture them?"

"We only care about capturing them. I have no idea how to transport them after we capture them. I only know that they have to be sent back to camp first, and the rest will be arranged by the higher-ups!"

Zhou Qi asked a few more questions, but He Laoliu couldn't answer them. Seeing that she couldn't get anything more out of him, she said, "I've asked you all the questions I wanted. You can die now!"

He Laoliu was shocked and said, "Don't kill me! I've told you everything you wanted to know. You're a famous heroine, how can you break your promise? I...I...I can take you to them, yes...to get revenge on them, I...please don't kill me! Spare my life!" As he spoke, he kept backing away.

Zhou Qi said excitedly, "A famous heroine? It's because I'm a famous heroine that you've insulted me for days. Let you go? Before you insulted me, I begged you to let me go, but how did you beasts treat me? And now you're begging me?" After saying that, she plunged a knife into He Laoliu's chest.

Five days later, Zhou Qi secretly sneaked back to Wuchang. By then, the mission to destroy the Wuchang branch had been completed, so most of the officers and soldiers had returned to their posts. Therefore, the search of the city was not very thorough, and she entered the city without much effort. After entering the city, Zhou Qi found that the Wuchang branch and all its secret operating points had been completely wiped out. Most of the followers had either been killed or captured, and the rest had either defected or disappeared. Not a single person could be found. After several days of hard work and inquiries, she finally learned that the heads of Zhou Zhongying and Xu Tianhong, as well as Zhou Hanguang, had been sent back to Beijing a few days earlier. The troops of the enemies who had killed her husband and ruined her life had also been transferred back to their posts a few days earlier.

Knowing the news of her beloved son, Zhou Qi decided to set off immediately to rescue him. As for those enemies, she would let them live a few more days. After all, they had names and identities, and it wouldn't be difficult to catch them.

Zhou Qi left Wuchang City early the next morning and headed north to the capital along the official road. Looking at the rising sun, she suddenly realized she was alone, weak and vulnerable. Rescuing her son seemed impossible. What if history repeated itself, and the enemy used her son to control her? Not only would she fail to rescue him, but she herself would also be in danger. She wouldn't have the same luck as before. Thinking this, she gritted her teeth and decided not to go to Beijing. Instead, she would go to the Hangzhou headquarters first, gather enough help, and then go to rescue him. She glanced reluctantly at the road leading to Beijing, crying out in her heart, "Xiao Guang! Mother will come to rescue you soon, wait for me!" She turned her horse and galloped towards Hangzhou.

In the third chapter of "The Book and the Sword Sequel," the calamity stems from the Xiao Wall, the Mandarin Duck Blades are lost, and the Red Flower Pavilion is ruined

. In the western suburbs of Chang'an, a vast plain spanning dozens of miles is dotted with tombs of Tang Dynasty monarchs and nobles. This area is sparsely populated. Firstly, the surrounding area is extremely arid, with few rivers or streams. Residents rely on well water in addition to rainwater, but the groundwater is very deep. Those who can afford to dig deep wells find the area too remote and lacking in activity, while those who cannot afford wells cannot bear the dryness that prevents even crops from growing. Secondly, this is a tomb area, eerily quiet, and most people are timid and dare not linger. Therefore, apart from a few poor people, very few people live here. However, since Lu Feiqing, Luo Bing, and the Yu Yu couple came to preside over the Chang'an branch of the Red Flower Society, they have become quite fond of this place. Everyone felt that the location was secluded and easy to hide. Although it was far from the city, there was a main road leading directly to the west gate of Chang'an. It would take an hour by horse and a little over a day on foot, so the transportation was quite good. The dryness and ghostly rumors did not affect them, making it an ideal location for setting up a branch. Therefore, they moved the branch here.

To further enhance the branch's secrecy, its design was also unique. Unlike the typical high-walled mansions of gangs, it had a scattered layout like a village: on a plot of land about a mile in diameter, dozens of ordinary-looking houses were sparsely scattered, with at least sixty feet between them, for members who stayed at the branch. In the middle of these houses, a large mansion was built for meetings or banquets. This design made the branch look like a small village from the outside, inconspicuous and difficult to attract attention.

Early that morning, Li Yuanzhi and her husband Yu Yutong had just finished their martial arts practice and returned to their house. As Li Yuanzhi closed the door, she said, "Brother Tong, Chang'an is much hotter than usual this year! Look, the sun has only been out for a short time, and the heat is already unbearable. Luckily, I had the foresight to have Xiaocui fill my bathtub before practicing, otherwise I don't know how long I would have had to wait to take a bath!"

Yu Yutong laughed and said, "Yuanzhi, as the saying goes, 'A calm mind brings coolness,' especially for us martial artists. We should be unafraid of heat or cold. It must be that your skill is too shallow, and your six thieves are not at peace, which is why you are easily affected by the scorching heat!"

Li Yuanzhi rolled her eyes at Yu Yutong and said coquettishly, "Ha! How much better is your skill than mine? What's that on your forehead? Who's the one with the six thieves not at peace? Aren't you ashamed! I don't want to talk to you anymore. Let's take a bath!" After saying that, she went to take off her clothes.

Soon, Li Yuanzhi had stripped naked, her translucent skin shimmering with a bright luster. Her breasts were soft and alluring, not particularly full, but the two nipples were especially tender and delicate. Paired with her slender waist, the sparse pubic hair, and her petite figure, she was indescribably fresh and charming. At first glance, she didn't look like a newlywed woman at all, but rather like a young girl in the throes of first love.

Yu Yutong stared blankly at Li Yuanzhi undressing, his expression strange. After a while, he suddenly said, "Hey, this bathtub is about three zhang in diameter. Anyway, you can't take up that much space by yourself. Let me wash too!" As he spoke, he also began to take off his clothes.

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanzhi blushed instantly and lowered her head, saying, "You...you...? I'm not waiting for you. You...come if you want!" With that, she jumped into the bathtub.

Yu Yutong quickly stripped naked, jumped into the bathtub, and walked towards Li Yuanzhi. Li Yuanzhi watched as Yu Yutong's naked body slowly approached her, and suddenly felt shy. Her pretty face flushed, and she turned to run away, but how big was the bathtub? Besides, Li Yuanzhi didn't really intend to escape. Yu Yutong easily forced her to the edge of the tub. Taking advantage of her momentary hesitation, he wrapped his arms around her from behind, lowered his head, and kissed her delicate neck. Li Yuanzhi shuddered, then laughed out loud, turning back and saying, "Brother Tong, stop fooling around, you… um!" Before she could finish speaking, her delicate red lips were sealed by Yu Yutong's mouth.

After a long while, their lips slowly parted. Yu Yutong pressed his lips to Li Yuanzhi's ear and whispered, "Yuanzhi... how about we... I want to try!" Upon hearing this, Li Yuanzhi blushed instantly and exclaimed, "Now? Don't be ridiculous! How can we do such a thing in broad daylight? Besides, we're not in bed...!"

Yu Yutong almost laughed out loud: "If we were in bed, would it be okay to do it in broad daylight?" He was afraid that Li Yuanzhi was too shy and that if he embarrassed her, she wouldn't be able to have her way. So, not daring to show the slightest hint of teasing on his face, he nodded firmly and said, "What are you afraid of? We're inside now, there's no one outside, and other people's houses are far away from us. They won't hear us! Let's try! Today... I want to try again!"

Li Yuanzhi trembled and said, "No! Absolutely not! I..." Before she could finish speaking, Yu Yutong's mouth silenced her. She let out a soft moan, closed her eyes, and instinctively wrapped her arms around Yu Yutong's back. The two began to kiss passionately in the bathtub. Soon, their bodies pressed closer and closer together, and Yu Yutong's hands began to wander. One hand reached around to Li Yuanzhi's front, climbing up her delicate breasts and gently kneading them, while the other hand quietly slid across her flat and smooth abdomen, exploring the mysterious valley...

After an unknown amount of time, the two suddenly separated. Li Yuanzhi's disappointed expression appeared briefly and then disappeared, while Yu Yutong's face was full of pain.

The two remained silent for a long time. Yu Yutong took a deep breath and said with a face full of guilt, "Yuanmei... I... I'm really useless. We've been married for so long, and I still can't perform this grand ceremony with you. I'm really... really sorry to you...!"

Li Yuanzhi stole a glance at him and said softly, "Brother Tong...you...it's alright, we're still young anyway, we'll...take it slow...we'll succeed eventually...!" She stammered as she finished speaking, her pretty face almost turning purple.

Yu Yu, unable to contain his sympathy, grasped Li Yuanzhi's soft, boneless hands and exclaimed excitedly, "Yuan-mei, you're so good to me! To be able to marry a wife like you is truly a blessing from past lives, I...!" Before he could finish, Li Yuanzhi's jade-like hand pressed down on his lips.

After a hasty shower and getting dressed, the two went out into the courtyard. Li Yuanzhi asked as they walked, "Tong-ge, what do you think Fifth Brother and Sixth Brother are here for this time?"

Yu Yutong pondered, "I don't understand! Actually, I've discussed this with Fourth Sister-in-law; logically, Fifth Brother and Sixth Brother are in charge of the Chengdu branch, a heavy responsibility. They wouldn't leave so easily unless there was a major incident. But their letters don't mention any emergency, which is quite perplexing. However, we don't need to speculate anymore; they'll arrive today, and we'll soon know what important matter it is." Li Yuanzhi nodded in agreement.

As soon as the two entered the branch's main hall, they saw two familiar ugly faces—the Chang brothers—already there.

During their conversation, they learned that the Chang brothers had recently discovered some very important clues about Wen Tailai's murder. Since they had nothing else to do, they came in person to arrange a meeting with Luo Bing. Hearing that her husband's great revenge was about to be avenged, Luo Bing was overjoyed and immediately prepared to pack her things. However, the Chang brothers believed that Lu Feiqing was currently visiting friends in Shanxi and had not yet returned. If Luo Bing left, the branch would only have Yu Tong and his wife to lead, which would be insufficient. They suggested waiting for Lu Feiqing's return before making any plans. Luo Bing agreed and abandoned her idea of leaving immediately.

After dinner, Luo Bing said to Li Yuanzhi, "Yuanzhi, would you like to come and practice with me tonight?"

Li Yuanzhi glanced at Yu Tong and replied, "Sure! Brother Tong, you can practice by yourself tonight!" Yu Tong nodded in agreement.

Several hours later, Luo Bing escorted the exhausted Li Yuanzhi to the east wing and then returned to her room. Back in her room, a servant had prepared a large basin of water for her. After practicing for several hours, Luo Bing was already feeling restless. She quickly stripped off her clothes, picked up a wooden spoon, and began washing.

As Luo Bing washed, she thought about how her husband's great revenge was about to be achieved, and her heart was filled with joy. Gradually, her mind drifted back to the days when she and her husband used to roam the world together: she still remembered their first time naked together, his reaction when he saw her smooth, hairless genitals, the pain and itchiness she felt when he first entered her, and the determined expression on his face when he thrust hard... Back then, he was so gentle, so heroic and strong. He loved to use his stubble to tickle her. Every time, he ignored her pleas for mercy, rubbing his rough, stubble-covered face against her face, neck, breasts, back, stomach, and even thighs, making her feel sore and weak all over, numb and tingling. And whenever he teased her until she trembled with pleasure and was utterly exhausted, he would seize the opportunity to bury his thick, large penis deep inside her, bringing her to the peak of ecstasy time and time again…

Unconsciously, the wooden spoon in Luo Bing's hand had fallen to the ground. Her left hand had somehow grasped her full, firm breasts, kneading them incessantly, while her right hand scratched her long-parched private parts.

Gradually, she let out passionate moans, her right middle finger deeply embedded in her secret place, moving in and out repeatedly, her slender waist twisting and swaying like a water snake to meet the movement of her finger, her left hand kneading even more vigorously…

After a while, Luo Bing returned to reality from her erotic fantasy. She slowly opened her satisfied eyes and bent down to pick up the wooden spoon that had fallen to the ground. Suddenly, she froze completely. She saw a hole in the vulva in front of her, and an eye gleaming with an evil light was staring at her unblinkingly from behind the hole. Luo Bing felt a chill run down her spine and cried out, "Who's there?" She reached for her clothes and pulled them over her chest. In that instant, the eye behind the hole disappeared, followed by a slight rustling of clothes, the sound of the voyeur fleeing. Luo Bing regretted her actions, thinking, "I should have been more subtle and grabbed him suddenly!" Sure enough, when she rushed out of the courtyard, still covered by her clothes, all was silent; there wasn't a soul in sight.

As soon as Luo Bing reached the small hole, a particularly pungent, sour smell assaulted her nostrils—the unique stench of male semen, the smell Luo Bing hated most. For some reason, Luo Bing had an innate aversion to the smell of male semen, a deep-seated loathing. From childhood, the mere smell of male semen would make her tremble and feel like vomiting. Even before Wen Tailai died, after their lovemaking, Luo Bing would insist that Wen Tailai take a bath immediately, and she herself would wash herself thoroughly before she could sleep. Perhaps because of this, they had been married for many years without having a child.

Luo Bing felt a tightness in her chest and abruptly took a few steps back, thinking, "The smell of semen is still strong; it must have been left by that person. He must have been peeping at me while I was showering, and... Oh my god! I was doing that too then, so he saw everything, didn't he?..." Thinking this, Luo Bing felt her face burning and wished she could disappear into a hole. Just then, Luo Bing saw something flash on the ground, looking like a string of beads. She picked it up; after just one glance at the beads, clearly from the peeping tom, Luo Bing's brow furrowed deeply...

The next morning at breakfast, Luo Bing found an opportunity to pull Yu Yutong aside and said expressionlessly, "Fourteenth Brother, after breakfast, go to the Red Flower Pavilion alone. I have something to ask you! Keep this to yourself; don't tell anyone else!" With that, she left a bewildered Yu Yutong behind.

After the meal, Yu Yutong made an excuse to leave the branch headquarters and walked towards the Red Flower Pavilion in the rising morning light, his heart filled with mixed feelings of joy and worry. When he returned to his room yesterday, he had already discovered that he had left his bracelet with Luo Bing, so she must have found out about his despicable behavior. He thought that Luo Bing would expose this matter in public at breakfast, but he did not expect that she would not only say nothing, but also invite him to the Red Flower Pavilion. He wondered what her intentions were!

The Red Flower Pavilion was located on the other side of the mountain behind the branch headquarters, halfway up the mountain. It was a very remote place. It was originally an old pavilion with no name. After the branch headquarters moved here, Lu Feiqing had it renovated and used as a place for practicing martial arts. Since the place was more than two miles away from the branch headquarters and there were no people living nearby, and apart from Lu Feiqing, no one in the Red Flower Society would go there. Now that Lu Feiqing was not there, there was no one else going there. The two of them could talk in private without worrying about being overheard.

When Yu Yutong arrived at the Red Flower Pavilion, he saw Luo Bingji standing there, wearing a moon-white short jacket and trousers that accentuated her snow-white skin. Her long hair was casually piled on her head and secured with a wooden hairpin. In the soft morning light, her beautiful face radiated a goddess-like brilliance. Every inch of her skin exposed outside her clothes was white, smooth, and lustrous, like solidified cream. Coupled with her slender figure and curvaceous curves, her mature and elegant demeanor possessed a unique, delicate, and graceful charm that left him speechless.

Seeing Yu Yutong staring at her like a dazed man, Luo Bing snorted heavily and said with a frosty expression, "Yu Yutong! I know you were the one who peeked at me while I was bathing that day. You don't need to hide it anymore. I found your bracelet there. You... this shouldn't be the first time. Tell me! When did you start doing this shameless thing? How many times have you done it now? You better confess everything honestly!" By the end, she was trembling with excitement, and she practically shouted out each word.

Seeing that Luo Bing had seen through his disguise, Yu Yutong knew there was no point in hiding it any longer, so he lowered his head and admitted, "Fourth Sister-in-law, that's right, it was me who spied on you taking a bath that day... It wasn't the first time, really. I remember the earliest time was the year before last, less than two months after we moved here. I... I really didn't mean to peep on you that time. I just happened to be looking for you and was passing by your house when I saw a hole in your body. I was going to plug it with something, but then I saw you taking a bath inside, and once I saw it, I couldn't stop myself... After that... I would go to see you whenever I had the chance. I can't even remember how many times it's happened, but it must have been dozens of times!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Bing was shocked and stammered, "Dozens of times? So many? Then you...you didn't...all of it...?"

Yu Yutong said, "Yes, I've seen everything about you, not only every inch of your skin, but even yourself...I've seen the scene of you doing it to yourself. Fourth Sister-in-law, you've been doing it more often lately, no wonder...Actually...Actually, Fourth Brother has been dead for almost two years, you've done enough for him, suffered enough, you don't owe him anything, you're still so young, it's not worth it for you to keep guarding him like this!"

Luo Bing angrily said, "Shut up! How dare you say such things to me!" "How could you do this to Fourth Brother? How could you do this to Sister Yuan?"

Yu Yutong exclaimed excitedly, "Fourth Brother? What have I done to wrong him! I burned my face like this to save him, and what has he ever done in return? Now he's the one who owes me, I owe him nothing! As for Junior Sister, we only have the name of husband and wife, not the reality."

Luo Bing was greatly surprised by this and her curiosity was piqued. Forgetting her anger, she asked, "Nonsense! What do you mean you don't have the reality? You've been married for almost half a year, why is this happening?"

Seeing that Luo Bing had actually asked a question, Yu Yutong felt a glimmer of hope and was overjoyed. She replied, "Junior Sister is a good girl." "But I only have brotherly feelings for her. I don't like her at all. The only person I like is you. I thought I could forget you after marrying my junior sister, but I can't, especially after seeing your body. I can't be intimate with another woman anymore. No one but you can make me erect. I've tried being intimate with Shi Mo, but I can't get aroused every time. So we haven't consummated our marriage yet, and she's still a virgin. Fourth sister-in-law... I'm really suffering, I really can't hold back anymore. Please have pity on me and give it to me! Even just once!" Upon

hearing this, Luo Bing was both ashamed and angry, her face flushed red. She angrily cursed, "You shameless beast! You scoundrel...! I'm going to inform Fifth Brother and Sixth Brother, and have them deal with you according to the rules of the association!" She turned and left. Yu Yutong, seeing her about to leave, hesitated for a moment. Seeing Luo Bing had already walked out of the pavilion, he gritted his teeth and chased after her. He ran up to her in a few steps, blocking her path, and cried out urgently, "Fourth Sister-in-law, I...!"

Luo Bing, enraged that Yu Yutong was blocking her way, reached out and forcefully pushed his hand away, shouting sharply, "Shameless scoundrel, get out of here! I..." Just then, Yu Yutong's other hand suddenly attacked, swiftly striking five acupoints on her body.

Luo Bing never dreamed that Yu Yutong, who had always revered her like a god, would attack her. Caught off guard, she couldn't even escape the attack, and instantly felt weak all over, falling backward.

Before Luo Bing could fall to the ground, Yu Yutong bent down and scooped her up, saying, "Fourth Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I really couldn't control myself...!" After saying that, he carried Luo Bing into the pavilion.

Although Yu Yutong had sealed five acupoints on Luo Bing, her mute acupoint remained unaffected. Seeing Yu Yutong carrying her back to the pavilion, she felt a growing sense of unease and shouted, "Yu Yutong, what are you doing? Put me down! You're committing insubordination; aren't you afraid of the rules?"

Yu Yutong ignored Luo Bing's angry shouts, placed her on the stone table in the pavilion, and walked around to her, tears streaming down his face, saying, "Fourth Sister-in-law! My crimes are heinous; I deserve to die. If you want to inform the headquarters to punish me according to the rules, I'll accept it. But to die like this is unacceptable. No matter what, I'm going all out today. I won't die in peace until I have your body!"

Luo Bing was shocked and exclaimed, "Yu Yutong, you dare! You…!" Before she could finish, Yu Yutong had already sealed her mute acupoint with one finger, rendering her speechless.

Yu Yutong stood up, wiped away his tears, and said, "Fourth Sister-in-law, I'm sorry…!" Then, he began to take off his clothes. A moment later, Yu Yutong, naked, walked between Luo Bing's legs and began to unbutton her blouse with trembling hands. Luo Bing, lying on the table, couldn't see Yu Yutong's movements. She was both anxious and angry, but due to her pressure points being pressed, she couldn't curse or move. She could only helplessly feel her clothes being undone and removed piece by piece by Yu Yutong.

Yu Yutong, feeling guilty, feared that dragging things out would be bad. To avoid any complications, he moved with lightning speed, quickly stripping Luo Bing down to her undergarments. Without pausing to admire the beautiful woman's figure, he turned her over and began to untie the drawstring of her undergarment. He was extremely nervous, both pleased that his wish had finally been fulfilled and afraid that someone would witness their good deed. His hands trembled uncontrollably. Despite his skill, he struggled for a long time, untying and untying the knot, sweating profusely, but still couldn't untie the small knot. Little did he know that the knot had a significant history and was not something an ordinary person could untie.

For the past two years, Luo Bing frequently went out searching for clues about her husband's killer. Because of her stunning beauty and the absence of a male companion, she almost always attracted unwanted attention from lecherous men whenever she went out. Fortunately, she was skilled in martial arts and intelligent, and managed to fend off almost all of these shameless lechers. Except for one time, when a particularly audacious lecher infiltrated a branch of the Red Flower Society for two days, finally seducing her and intending to rape her on the spot. Luckily, she had accidentally tied a knot in her undergarment, causing the lecher to waste considerable time on it. Just as he was about to violate her, her fellow members discovered the situation and rushed into the room, pulling her back from the brink of losing her virginity.

Since then, Luo Bing painstakingly created a special knot called the "Chastity Knot." This knot is extremely complex, with numerous twists and turns, and those unfamiliar with its intricacies will only find it tightening further, making it virtually impossible to untie.

Sure enough, Yu Yutong struggled for a long time but couldn't untangle the knot that was getting in his way. Finally, he realized what was happening, cursed himself for being an idiot, grabbed both ends of the rope, and ripped it in two. Luo Bing felt a chill run down her spine as her full breasts and flat stomach pressed against the stone table. Yu Yutong had already pulled her bodice from under her and tossed it aside.

Yu Yutong took a deep breath, bent down, and began kissing Luo Bing's hair, her neck, her back, and her waist. His greedy lips rained down on her smooth, white skin, while his hands cupped her full breasts from behind, gently kneading them. Poor Luo Bing was completely immobilized, only able to protest Yu Yutong's insolence with soft moans.

After a long while, Yu Yutong reluctantly left Luo Bing's body with his mouth and hands. He squatted down, his hands trembling, and gently pulled down Luo Bing's underpants. Before him lay a pair of beautiful, long, slender, white legs; her smooth, flawless buttocks reflected a dazzling whiteness; and the delicate red petals of her vulva were fully revealed beneath her smooth, hairless crotch, completely exposed. He couldn't help but bite his tongue hard, to confirm that the beautiful sight before him was not an illusion.

"Ugh!" Yu Yutong bit his tongue until it bled, but he felt no pain because it was all real. His dream goddess's naked body was right before him, unadorned, ready for him to take.

Yu Yutong gently parted Luo Bing's trembling petals, revealing her pink and tender secret cave walls, like those of a virgin, and the mysterious clitoris at the entrance. The walls of her vulva were glistening with moisture, the result of his prolonged activity on her body.

Yu Yutong stood up. He couldn't hold back any longer; his penis was already throbbing like a raging horse. He was about to possess the dreamlike, alluring body before him. Yu Yutong wanted to turn Luo Bing over, but he was afraid of seeing her heartbreaking yet tender expression of pain. He shook his head forcefully and muttered to himself, "Never mind, I can go in from behind anyway!" With that, he gritted his teeth, pushed off with his knees, and spread Luo Bing's legs apart from behind. He held her slender waist with one hand and grasped his throbbing penis with the other, rubbing the glans against the cleft of Luo Bing's petals a few times, coating it with a mixture of their fluids. Then, his penis pressed against her luscious flower, and he said in a trembling voice, "Fourth Sister-in-law, I'm going in!" After saying that, he was about to exert force and thrust forward, straight to the heart of her being, entering that long-awaited jade body...

Luo Bing felt a throbbing sensation in her lower body; the cleft of her petals had been slightly parted by Yu Yutong's penis. She froze for a moment, then realized that Yu Yutong was about to rape her from behind. Having traveled the world for many years, she knew of this position of intercourse, but it wasn't something she had tried herself. She had witnessed lecherous men using this position several times, and because of this, she had always considered it the most despicable, filthy, and obscene position. Now, Yu Yutong was about to defile her in this humiliating way. Overwhelmed with shame and rage, she nearly fainted, her body trembling violently.

Suddenly, a large hand grabbed Yu Yutong by the back of his neck. He felt a numbness in his neck, and his whole body went limp, unable to move. The attacker's strength was astonishing; he pulled Yu Yutong back two steps by the neck, dragging him away from Luo Bing. Yu Yutong's dream was shattered, and he was furious to the point of madness. The man who had just released his neck turned around abruptly, about to unleash a torrent of abuse, only to be horrified to see two expressionless, ugly faces staring at him, the Chang brothers.

Yu Yutong's heart trembled at the sight of the Chang brothers, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head. Knowing he was doomed, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to his knees, crying out, "Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother, I..."

Before he could finish, the Chang brothers interrupted him with a cold snort.

Kneeling on the ground, Yu Yutong was overwhelmed with regret, hatred, shame, and remorse. Adultery and insubordination were two cardinal sins of the Red Flower Society; anyone who broke either one was doomed, let alone both. His attempt to rape his sworn sister-in-law was already a double offense, a colossal calamity. Now, caught red-handed by the Chang brothers, he was certain of his doom. He assumed the Chang brothers, in their rage, would surely kill him with a single blow.

After a long while, the two remained motionless. Filled with suspicion and uncertainty, he secretly glanced up and saw the Chang brothers exchanging strange glances, their expressions a mixture of amusement and anger. He had never seen such expressions since he met them. Stunned, he opened his mouth to ask a question, but just then, the Chang brothers gestured for him to come with them and left the pavilion. Yu Yutong hesitated, stood up, and turned back to look longingly at Luo Bing's alluring body lying on the table. Full of confusion, he followed the Chang brothers out of the pavilion.

At this moment, not only was Yu Yutong puzzled, but Luo Bing, lying face down on the table, was equally bewildered. Her face was turned to the other side of the pavilion entrance, preventing her from seeing what was happening inside. Hearing that the Chang brothers had come, she felt both ashamed and pleased. Ashamed that her naked and shameful state had been exposed to them, but pleased that her chastity was preserved. Although other men had seen her thoroughly, she had not yet lost her virginity to Yu Yutong; her body remained pure.

She had expected the Chang brothers to kill Yu Yutong with a single blow before releasing her pressure points. However, a long time passed, and apart from the rustling of the pines and the chirping of birds in the empty mountains, the three men in the pavilion remained silent. No one spoke, and no one came to release her pressure points. When the three men left the pavilion, Luo Bing was even more puzzled. What were the Chang brothers doing? Why hadn't they come to release her pressure points first, but instead left with Yu Yutong? But because her pressure points were still sealed, she couldn't speak or move, and despite her anxiety, she was helpless.

After hearing the three men leave the pavilion, Luo Bing remained silent for a while before speaking. Since they were now more than ten zhang apart, and the rustling of the pines filled the pavilion, Luo Bing could only hear their conversation in fragments. She only heard the Chang brothers say, "Yu Yu...! You... have committed the heinous crime of defiling your sworn sister-in-law!" It seemed the two brothers were about to execute Yu Yutong, which was why they had forgotten to release her pressure points. She couldn't help but secretly blame them for their lack of consideration.

After a few words, the three began to argue, their voices growing louder. Just then, a strong wind picked up, and even with Luo Bing listening intently, she could only make out a few fragmented words, unable to discern their conversation. Soon, the argument abruptly stopped, and for a moment, the only sound in the pavilion was the howling wind. Luo Bing was filled with confusion and sadness. For some reason, she felt a pang of worry for Yu Yutong. Her precious virginity had almost been ruined by him; she should hate him to the core. But then she remembered that it was only because he was so devoted to her, and he hadn't committed any serious crime. To kill this sworn brother of many years, with whom she shared a deep bond, was unbearable.

Lost in thought, Luo Bing heard someone enter the pavilion. As she wondered who it was, she suddenly heard someone say, "Boss, come on!" It sounded like Chang Bozhi's voice, and Luo Bing breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, she felt someone walk between her legs and pat her several times. Luo Bing felt a tingling sensation and then a release, and cried out, "Ah!" He had released the pressure points on her legs, including the one that caused her speech impediment.

With the pressure points released, Luo Bing's tense emotions immediately eased, and her legs instinctively closed. Suddenly, Luo Bing shuddered, then blushed with embarrassment; her thigh had touched something hairy. She suddenly realized she was completely naked, her private parts completely exposed, a truly shameful situation. Chang Hezhi was standing between her legs, which was extremely indecent. At this moment, the pressure points on her hands and neck were still in place, preventing her from covering herself, and she couldn't even close her legs. Filled with shame and anger, she said, "Fifth Brother! Get me some clothes to cover myself!"

The man replied, "Okay!" and then spat several times.

Luo Bing, bewildered that Chang Hezhi neither continued to release her pressure points nor offered her any clothing, but instead spat indiscriminately, cried out, "Fifth Brother! What are you doing…!"

Just then, a rough, calloused hand pressed against her waist and hips, the calloused palm scraping painfully against her flesh. Before she could react, a cool sensation washed over her lower body; the person behind her had spat some saliva onto her vulva. Luo Bing felt nauseous and froze for a moment. Before she could recover, she felt a tightening sensation in her lower body; something as hard as iron was pressing firmly against her vulva from behind. Luo Bing was shocked, not knowing what was happening. Just as she was about to ask, with a "whoosh!" sound, the thing, aided by the lubrication of the saliva, forcefully forced open her tightly closed vulva and penetrated her deeply with lightning speed and force.

Luo Bing's body jerked forward, feeling her long-empty body filled with something both strange and familiar, and she instinctively cried out, "Ouch!" When she realized that what was inserted into her was a thick, large male penis, no less than her husband's, it was already too late. That terrible thing was already thrusting in and out of her tight, warm vagina.

The series of unexpected events had already thrown Luo Bing's heart into chaos, and now her precious virginity had been destroyed so inexplicably. In an instant, her mind was in complete disarray, like an overturned anthill. Tears streamed down her face, her legs kicked and thrashed wildly, and her slender waist twisted desperately, trying to expel the intruding foreign object.

But because Luo Bing had never had intercourse in this position before, she didn't know that her struggles couldn't change the cruel reality: her upper body was lying face down on the table, her hand acupoints were still sealed, so her upper body couldn't move at all. Although her legs and slender waist could move, the man's strong hands held down her waist and hips, preventing her slender waist from moving much. This not only made her struggles futile but also increased the friction and conflict between the penis and her vagina. Worst of all, her legs could only kick backward to the man's buttocks. Such a short distance was not enough to generate enough force to hurt him. Instead, the impact made it easier for the man's penis to penetrate her body, and also made the contact between their bodies and genitals stronger and closer.

Before long, the man behind Luo Bing couldn't take it anymore. He gasped for breath, trying to calm his surging emotions and the almost overwhelming urge. Luo Bing's body was something he had longed for. Ever since he first saw her, he had often fantasized about pinning her down. But no matter how vivid his fantasies were, he never imagined that the sensation would be so captivating. Just her delicate, smooth, white skin, like that of a young lady in her boudoir, her firm, jade-like buttocks that could almost bounce his hands away, and her shapely legs had already given him an unprecedented sense of stimulation and satisfaction. Not to mention her wonderfully moist, warm, tight, and tender vagina, which was impeccable. Coupled with her pitiful struggles, as if welcoming his invasion, he felt waves of pleasure crashing over him. He quickly closed his eyes, stood still, and dared not move, enduring the storm of pleasure that was coming his way.

Suddenly, the man felt a jolt in his lower body and discovered that Luo Bing's vagina was throbbing on its own. After only a few throbbings, the throbbing turned into a continuous sucking and pushing. Before long, he couldn't hold back any longer, let out a shout, and thrust his hips forward, his large penis plunging all the way in. "Ah!" With Luo Bing's scream, his semen gushed out like a fountain, every last drop shooting into her uterus.

"Tch! Boss, don't you usually last at least half an hour? What happened this time? So useless?"

"Useless? Second brother, our fourth sister-in-law is no ordinary person. This feeling is really different from usual. I don't know if it's because of the white tiger, but you'll know once you try it!"

The conversation between the two entered Luo Bing's ears, startling her so much that she was jolted awake from her dazed state after being raped. She thought to herself, "These are definitely the Chang brothers' voices! What on earth is going on?"

At this moment, with a "pop," the man pulled his penis out of Luo Bing's defiled vagina, and his body left her body as well. Luo Bing instinctively squeezed her legs together and shouted hoarsely, "You are not the Chang brothers! Who are you?"

The two behind her laughed loudly when they heard this. The voice that sounded like Chang Bozhi said, "Fourth sister-in-law, can't you even recognize our voices? Come on! Let me have some fun first and then I'll tell you!" After saying that, Luo Bing felt a heat on her buttocks, and a fiery body was already pressed against her.

In a moment of panic, Luo Bing swung her right leg back, aiming for the man's crotch. This was purely instinctive, swift and ruthless, but the man reacted quickly. Before Luo Bing could even raise her leg, he dodged to the left, his right hand grabbing her calf. With her right leg restrained, Luo Bing tried to raise her left, but the man's left leg pressed against the edge of the table, preventing her from using her leg again.

The man leered, "Fourth Sister-in-law, this fancy footwork might work on Fourth Brother, but it's useless against us. Just accept it!" With that, he pushed and pressed Luo Bing's right leg onto the table.

Luo Bing's right leg touched the cold tabletop, and a chill ran through her: now her legs were spread wide, one dangling below, the entrance to her secret petals wide open. The man only needed to thrust his penis forward to easily enter her body, becoming the third man in her life.

As her mind raced, Luo Bing suddenly felt the man release her calves and place his hands on the back of her feet. She desperately tried to pull her legs back and move, but her thighs were pressed against her right waist, making it impossible to exert any force. Just as she was about to struggle again, her lower body moved, and the man's glans touched the crevice of her vulva.

"No...!" With Luo Bing's shrill scream, the man's thick penis inch by inch slid into her unobstructed vagina, sending seemingly endless shame and humiliation into her body, making her tremble with excitement.

After inserting his penis into Luo Bing's tender and tight vagina, the man took a deep breath, then used his waist to slowly thrust... Before long, he was getting into the swing of things and was about to increase the speed of his thrusts when he suddenly felt the vaginal walls of Luo Bing, which were tightly enveloping his penis, begin to pulsate strangely. The strange rhythm made him restless, and he quickly stopped his thrusting. But as soon as he stopped, the strange throbbing also stopped.

Curious, he turned and asked, "Boss! Her thing is weird, why does it throb?"

The boss laughed, "We weren't wrong, were we? She's different from all the girls we've been with before! Not only does her thing throb, it's even more amazing, otherwise how could we have come so quickly? Keep going and you'll see!"

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