[Fantasy] The Book and the Sword Fanfiction (Complete) - 25-27

Chapter Twelve of "The Licentious Empress Luo Bing

": Fate's Misfortune Plays Tricks on the Widow. After the Double Ninth Festival, a light drizzle fell for several days in Jinling City. The usually bustling Qingliang Temple was noticeably less crowded with visitors. At dusk today, although the rain had stopped, the stone steps leading up the mountain were deserted, without a single soul in sight.

Suddenly, a graceful woman hurried up the mountain from the foot. She wore a dark green shirt and trousers, with a pale yellow jacket over them. Her pale, oval face was deeply furrowed, and her phoenix eyes were lowered, as if burdened with endless worries. Therefore, when she passed a fork in the road halfway up the mountain, she did not stop until she was about an arrow's length away. Then, she suddenly realized her mistake, shook her head self-deprecatingly, and turned to swiftly enter the path.

This was a shortcut to the "Youxian Pond" on the back mountain. The trees were towering, and although it was not yet night, after venturing several dozen feet deeper, the scenery became blurred, the atmosphere desolate, and the air eerily cold. Just as she was about to reach the archway leading to the garden, a sinister voice suddenly said, "Young lady, I've kept this humble Taoist waiting! Come on up!"

This sudden voice startled her, who was already feeling uneasy. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall Taoist priest standing in a small pavilion on the mountainside to her right, his face indistinct.

While she hesitated, he impatiently continued, "What! The famous 'Sai Guiying' of the martial arts world has lost her courage? Although you're two hours late, you still dared not not come, proving you understand the danger. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and come up!"

This woman was none other than "Sai Guiying," Ye Qiuyu. Yesterday afternoon, when she returned to her room, someone had placed a plain note on her pillow, instructing her to await instructions at the "Youxian Pond" of the "Qingliang Temple" at noon the next day. The note's tone was extremely stern, terrifying her so much that she couldn't sleep a wink all night. It wasn't because she received such an ambiguous notification, but because the messenger was able to sneak into her boudoir without her noticing. Either his martial arts skills were unfathomable, or there was a traitor within the escort agency. Therefore, she considered reporting the situation to her father-in-law, "Laughing Mengchang," several times the next morning, but ultimately gave up due to other concerns. Today, she hesitated for almost an entire afternoon before deciding to go to the appointment to find out what was going on.

Hearing what the other party said, she could only grit her teeth and leap onto the pavilion. The two met face to face, and she couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh! It's you!"

"Heh! Heh! That's right! It's me! Little lady, you still remember? It wasn't for nothing that I served you so well all the way there. Tsk! Tsk! You're getting more and more beautiful! Come! Come here and let this Taoist priest get intimate with you first!"

A horse-faced Taoist priest in the pavilion reached out and pulled her before Ye Qiuyu could even stand up properly.

"Sai Guiying" was already on guard. She darted around to the stone table in the center of the pavilion, her eyebrows furrowed, and she shouted sharply, "Stop! What do you take me for? Speak up! I don't have time to play your lewd tricks!"

"Oh! Pretending to be innocent! You've forgotten! When I helped you urinate, after wiping you for a bit, the cunt was leaking more filth than you were urinating, and you were moaning and groaning, and..."

"Shut up! You! You...you...lewd! No! I didn't! I..."

Ye Qiuyu blushed and tried to explain herself, but then she remembered last year on the eve of the Lantern Festival, on her way back to visit her parents, she inexplicably fell asleep in an inn, and when she woke up, she was in a luxurious and comfortable carriage, her acupoints all over her body were sealed, and she didn't know where she was being taken. Back then, it was this horse-faced Taoist priest in front of her who had taken care of everything for her along the way—eating, drinking, defecating, sleeping, even bathing. During the journey, she couldn't help but be groped and have her breasts touched, indulging in his groping desires. Although he had taken advantage of her to thoroughly grope her, at that time, the man was serious and didn't make any further intrusions

. Compared to what happened later, he could be considered a "gentleman." Who would have thought that he would actually touch her so roughly upon their first meeting today? But what he said was also true; although it was a natural reaction of her body under his repeated teasing. But how could Ye Qiuyu say that? So when she tried to explain, she stammered, and her attitude wasn't as firm as before.

The Taoist priest continued, "Whether you were there or not, I know in my heart. If it weren't for the sect rules, I would have executed you on the spot. How could Han Chao, that brat, have gotten the first taste? Humph! Just because he has a pretty face, he dared to climb over me! I wonder if the sect leader..."

He suddenly stopped, becoming alert, and slowly moved closer to Ye Qiuyu. The small pavilion didn't offer much room to maneuver, so the two of them circled the stone table. At this point, the Taoist priest, no longer in a hurry, slowly pressed forward, saying slowly, "You wretched woman! I've been waiting for you for over two hours, I'm seething with anger. Today I'm going to get you, let this Yuan fellow vent his frustration. Don't forget what the letter said: 'If you stay longer than an hour, you'll bear the consequences.' You don't want your good deed to get out, do you?... Ha! Want to leave? Fine! You're carrying our sect's mark, let's see how far you can go!"

Ye Qiuyu, who had already moved to the pavilion entrance and turned to leave... Hearing this, her delicate body trembled, and she slowly turned around, her face full of sorrow, tears welling in her eyes. She pleaded in a mournful voice, "Master Yuan! Please have mercy! Let me go! My frail appearance is unworthy of you. You summoned me here today, just tell me what you need! I will do my best!... Ah!... You... You... No! Don't do this... Let go... Ah..."

As she spoke, the Taoist Yuan had already moved behind her, one hand around her slender waist, the other slipping through the slanted opening of her jacket, roughly kneading her full breasts through the fabric. At the same time, he lowered his head to her delicate, white earlobe, sucking and licking it with his tongue. After a while, his hand slowly slid down to her ample mons pubis, kneading it lightly and heavily through her trousers. Soon, he could feel the damp heat seeping from beneath the fabric.

The Taoist priest chuckled sinisterly, withdrawing his hand from her ravaged breasts. He lifted his robe, revealing his naked, thick, dark penis trembling. He grabbed "Sai Guiying's" small hand, forcing her to grip the shaft and stroke it. Then, impatiently, he untied her belt and reached under her clothes, cupping her smooth, naked breasts and pinching her nipples. Simultaneously, his other hand slipped down her trousers, rubbing against her hairy vulva before pressing his middle finger down, plunging it deep into her wet, moist opening and slowly thrusting.

At this moment, large tears streamed down Ye Qiuyu's face like broken pearls. The shame and indignation in her heart far outweighed her physical reaction. Although she held the male organ she had longed for, she felt an urge to break it, but she dared not do so. She stiffly continued stroking it, desperately resisting the physical temptation. But she didn't know how long she could hold out. From her sensitive earlobe to her hidden flesh, waves of pleasure were constantly stirring her dormant nerves, and spirit and desire were battling in an unseen world...

Just as she was about to give up in despair, a vague impression suddenly flashed through her mind, but the situation did not allow her to hesitate any longer. Without thinking, she forcefully broke free from the Taoist's embrace, lay down on the stone table, and said hatefully, "Come on! You want to relieve your pent-up desire, don't you? If you're going to do it, then hurry up! I'll just pretend I was eaten by wild dogs! I don't have much time. Master Han said he'd be coming for dinner tonight, and it'll be hard to explain if I go back late! Come on! Hurry up!..."

After saying that, she didn't move her body, but her heart was pounding violently, and her cold palms were covered in sweat.

Seeing Ye Qiuyu hastily lying back on the stone table, Yuan Daoshi assumed he had aroused her lust and was secretly delighted at the prospect of indulging his lust. Upon hearing this, his expression immediately shifted between anger and uncertainty. After a long while, he slammed his hand on the table and said in a snarling voice, "Fine! You slut! Trying to scare me with that Han kid? Fine! I'll take your word for it today and let you go, but... heh! Heh! The main altar has given instructions that you must complete the task assigned to you within ten days, or I will have the freedom to deal with you as I see fit! ...Here! This thing can help you, whether you use it or not is up to you, you'd better watch out!"

After saying this, he threw something onto Ye Qiuyu's lower abdomen, turned around, and leaped out of the pavilion, disappearing into the night like a large bird.

Sai Guiying breathed a sigh of relief, secretly relieved! From the man's words, she realized that he didn't hold a high position in this mysterious organization, and seemed to have a conflict with the night traveler who had raped her that night. Therefore, she had risked it in the crisis, and had at least temporarily escaped her fate of being violated. However, the Taoist's words before leaving deeply troubled her. She picked up the object on her stomach and saw a small white porcelain bottle with the words "aphrodisiac" written on it. She was stunned.

A week had passed since she returned from Qingliang Temple. Sai Guiying didn't know how the days had gone by. She only felt that the sun rose and set as fast as it would with a "wind and fire wheel," and she was anxious and didn't know how to deal with herself. From noon onwards

, she would go to the garden alone to ponder. Several times she would take out the small bottle from her bosom and stare at it for a long time, always shaking her head, sighing, and putting it back in her bosom. She was looking down into a deep well beneath the grape trellis. On the mirror-like surface of the water was a haggard yet still beautiful face, her dark, sunken eyes almost clearly visible. This had only happened during their honeymoon; her husband, "Little Mengchang" Mo Guangping, seemed to have inexhaustible energy, constantly demanding and relentlessly fucking her day and night. Only after her father-in-law secretly reprimanded her did he finally restrain himself, revealing their dark circles under their eyes. She

never imagined that this time, several sleepless nights would leave her in the same state. Thinking of her deceased husband, "Sai Guiying" couldn't help but recall his dying words: "Take good...good...good...care for my...father!" At that moment, a few tears unknowingly slid down to the bottom of the well, creating ripples that spread across her face and shattered her bewilderment.

Ye Qiuyu took out the jade bottle from her bosom and threw it into the well without hesitation, silently praying, "Brother Ping, don't worry! I will definitely not let Father get hurt!"

With the heavy weight lifted from her heart, Ye Qiuyu felt incredibly relieved. She was determined to bravely face what would happen three days later. When she stepped out of the garden gate, the once dashing "Sai Guiying" was back.

In the dense forest behind the Qingliang Temple, Ye Qiuyu was naked and bound, her body suspended in the air, limbs spread wide, tied to four trees by four thick ropes. Her private parts were exposed without any concealment. Her wide-set thighs caused her labia to slightly open, revealing pink vaginal flesh, which was incredibly alluring under the cover of long, dark pubic hair. Her small, rosy nipples adorned her white, full breasts, their firmness even more apparent in the cold wind.

At this moment, she glared fiercely at the Taoist priest in front of her, who was also lecherously ravaging her alluring body, smacking his lips and saying, "Such a rare body is just sitting at home, what a waste! Little lady, your field has been lying fallow for a year, hasn't it? Today, I, the Taoist priest, will do you a good deed and plow it for you, tsk tsk! Look! The grass has grown so long!" As he spoke, he used five fingers to comb through her pubic hair.

"Pah!" Ye Qiuyu spat at the Taoist priest, cursing, "You villain! I'm going all out today! Kill me or torture me! Only men who can't get hard would torture people like this. Master Han is much better than you!"

The Taoist priest's face changed, and without a word, he took off his Taoist robe, took his hard, thick penis, and pounded it hard against her vulva. With his other hand, he gently stroked the pubic hairs that stood up on her labia, and said in a ferocious voice, "You stinking cunt! You watch closely! ...Can you get hard or not! Tell me! Tell me!" As he spoke, he plucked the pubic hairs from her labia one by one, while his penis continued to pound against her vulva.

Soon, Ye Qiuyu's labia became red and swollen, with traces of blood seeping from the hair roots. However, clear fluid also overflowed from her vulva, so when the penis struck, it made a "hissing" sound, and long strands of vaginal fluid stretched from the glans...

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest impulsively knelt on the ground, lowering his head to lick and bite her vulva. His large hands cupped Ye Qiuyu's plump buttocks, squeezing and pinching them forcefully. Soon, her fair buttocks were covered in finger marks and bruises.

"Sai Guiying" displayed incredible strength. From the moment this Taoist priest barged into the escort agency early that morning, in front of "Xiao Mengchang," using the pretext of discussing the details of the ritual at the end of the month and inviting her up the mountain, she had resolved to die with the enemy. Unexpectedly, halfway there, the enemy had unexpectedly struck her pressure points, leaving her completely at their mercy.

So she wanted to provoke him with words, preferably to kill him with a single blow, rather than be violated. Who would have thought he was so perverted? Helpless, she endured the pain of being tortured while cursing, "You filthy bastard! You only dare to tie women up and make them drink your cunt water, what are you capable of? I'd rather have sex with an idiot than with you, you perverted bastard!"

The Taoist priest didn't expect the woman to still be so stubborn. Hearing this, he slowly stood up and said with a sinister smile, "Heh! Heh! You little slut! You probably haven't heard of my name, 'Thousand-Handed Spirit Official' Yuan Tianhua. You dare to laugh at me? Fine! Today, if I don't make you beg me to fuck you, I'll retire from the martial world!" After saying that, he pinched Ye Qiuyu's nipple hard. "Ouch!" Ye Qiuyu felt a sharp pain in her heart and couldn't help but cry out.

Before the pain had subsided, a tingling, itchy sensation spread throughout her body. Yuan Tianhua's hands moved with incredible speed, his palms roaming over Sai Guiying's smooth, tender body, reaching almost every inch. At first, her palm shadows were visible, but gradually only a white blur remained on her naked body.

Ye Qiuyu felt every sensitive spot on her body being attacked simultaneously—not just her ears, breasts, lower abdomen, buttocks… but just her vulva alone—it felt as if something was scratching at her mons pubis, her clitoris was being rubbed lightly and heavily, her labia were being constantly manipulated, and it felt as if several fingers were going in and out of her vagina, occasionally flicking her clitoris. She couldn't imagine how so many hands could have appeared.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, "Sai Guiying's" skin was flushed, her breathing was labored, and her body writhed like a snake. A gurgling sound came from her throat as a tsunami of pleasure overwhelmed her. She had already quietly reached orgasm twice, the fluids from her vagina soaking the grass beneath her. Yet, she stubbornly refused to make a sound, her eyes tightly closed, her teeth biting her lower lip until it turned blue.

Suddenly, everything stopped! But the aftershocks of pleasure lingered, leaving her with a strange, empty feeling of loss. Ye Qiuyu quietly opened her eyes and saw Yuan Tianhua holding a whisk, looking at her with ill intent, and saying mockingly, "You slut! Feeling good, huh? Don't you want me to make you feel like you're in heaven with my big cock? I guarantee you'll be in ecstasy, and you'll never forget it. How about it? Just call me 'dear brother,' and I'll put it in right away, ah..."

As he spoke, he deliberately rubbed his large penis back and forth against her vulva, and soon the glans was covered with her juices and became shiny. Ye Qiuyu turned her head away, ignoring him, but her high breasts and smooth abdomen heaved rapidly.

Seeing her stubbornness, a hint of admiration flashed in Yuan's eyes. He slowly inserted the handle of the whisk into her wet and sweet passage, and after it was fully inserted, he gently pulled it out and inserted it again, slowly and deliberately, but each time hitting the clitoris. He even used the drooping whisk to scratch her opening and closing clitoris.

After several dozen thrusts, "Sai Guiying" began to emit low, intermittent, but long moans, her cherry-like mouth slightly open as she exhaled. Yuan Tianhua was overjoyed, intensifying his movements while simultaneously stroking his own penis.

Just as both were nearing their limit of endurance, a deep voice came from not far away, saying, "Senior Brother! Don't forget the sect rules!" As soon as

the words were spoken, a pale-faced man wearing a hero's headband and a cloak landed beside them, his eyes fixed on "Thousand-Handed Spirit Official," his hands already shamelessly caressing Ye Qiuyu's smooth, naked body. Yuan Tianhua stopped, awkwardly calling out, "Junior Brother Han!" Then, while frantically grabbing his clothes, he said in a defensive tone, "I...I was concerned about how Lady Ye's mission was going, so I asked her to come and ask, I...we...you shouldn't..."

The newcomer waved his hand to stop him from continuing, then walked a few steps in front of him and said in a firm voice, "Senior Brother! You are just a 'Flower Seeker,' and according to the rules, you are not allowed to meet with the 'Hundred Flowers.' Now you have not only made a private appointment with someone from the 'Hundred Flowers,' but also attempted to humiliate them. This... Senior Brother! Senior Brother! How can I help you? The sect rules are very strict!"

"Thousand-Handed Spirit Official" turned ashen-faced and knelt down with a "plop," kowtowing repeatedly as he begged, "Junior Brother Han! I know I was wrong! For the sake of our shared sect, please forgive me! As long as you don't say anything, the higher-ups won't know, please!"

The pale-faced man sighed and said, "Senior Brother, please get up! I, Han Chao, am not an unfeeling person, but as the 'Third Scholar Envoy,' I have the responsibility to report everything. This... this crime of 'knowing but not reporting' is something I cannot bear! Moreover, Heroine Ye carries a heavy responsibility for our sect, and the higher-ups take her very seriously, she..." As he spoke, he winked at Yuan Tianhua.

"Thousand-Handed Spirit Official" understood and immediately crawled on his knees toward Ye Qiuyu, saying in a panic, "Heroine Ye! I was blind and didn't recognize you. I offended you. Please forgive me! I will do anything you ask of me in the future." He continued to kowtow, completely ignoring the naked, snow-white buttocks and the mounds and streams that were right in front of him.

When Han Chao appeared, Ye Qiuyu burst into tears for some unknown reason. Although she knew they were all in cahoots, she subconsciously felt a strange attachment to this man who had taken her virginity for the first time besides her husband. She didn't hate him; on the contrary, she would think of him from time to time in the middle of the night, especially after her husband's death. That night, she shamelessly made love to him. Rather than saying that he had something on her, it was more like an excuse to satisfy her lustful longing. Now, she felt as if she had met a close relative. Looking at the tall figure of "Thousand-Handed Spirit Official" kneeling there like half an iron tower, she despised him from the bottom of her heart and wished she could never see him again. Therefore, she turned her head away in disgust.

Seeing this, Han Chao said to Yuan Tianhua, "Senior Brother! Lady Ye has agreed not to pursue the matter! As long as she doesn't say anything, I will keep it a secret for you. You'd better hurry up and leave, lest she regret it later!"

"Thousand-Handed Spirit Official" soared into the sky without a word, flying towards the edge of the forest. When he turned around, his face was filled with ferocious hatred.

Han Chao silently stared at the naked beauty before him, a mischievous smile on his face. Ye Qiuyu said shyly and coquettishly, "I'm freezing! Put me down!"

Hearing her coquettish tone, Han Chao was secretly delighted. Without changing his expression, he untied her limbs, took off his cloak and draped it over Ye Qiuyu's naked body, gently rubbing her bruised wrists, feigning tenderness, "Tsk tsk! Senior Brother is too inconsiderate of a lady. Does it hurt? Let me rub it for you!"

Ye Qiuyu felt a pang of sadness, and tears streamed down her face again. She leaned weakly against Han Chao, sobbing, "He...he's such a pervert!...He's not human!..."

Han Chao's left hand tightly embraced her delicate body, while his right hand gently massaged her wrist, gradually moving up her bare, smooth arm, finally stopping at her erect breasts, fiddling with her still-hard nipples; his left hand, which had been on her shoulder, also lifted the hem of her cloak, rubbing against her round, fleshy buttocks, his middle finger pressing lightly and heavily on her anus, even inserting into her wet, moist vulva to probe. Ye Qiuyu let out a soft moan, her two jade-like legs swinging restlessly, her jade hands involuntarily grasping at his already erect penis, stroking it through his pants, her temporarily extinguished desire burning fiercely again, even more intensely.

Ye Qiuyu knelt down and hurriedly pulled down Han Chao's pants. As his thick penis sprang out, a "whoosh" sound was heard as she swallowed, her cherry lips parting to suck on the glans, making soft, sucking sounds. Han Chao was amazed by her boldness and initiative today, happily cooperating with her sucking and swallowing. His penis thrust in and out of Ye Qiuyu's mouth, and both of them reached a fever pitch.

Han Chao felt the tingling and numbness on his glans growing stronger, and he couldn't help but press Ye Qiuyu's head tightly, his buttocks moving faster, his penis rapidly entering and exiting her mouth. Finally, after a powerful thrust, a strong ejaculation erupted in his throat, shooting deep into his esophagus, overflowing his mouth, and continuously dripping down his chin.

"Sai Guiying" seemed to have not tasted a man's semen for too long, swallowing it in large gulps and greedily sucking on the remaining semen on his penis. Seeing her acting like a wanton harlot, Han Chao couldn't help but tease her, "Oh! When did you start liking this stuff? Weren't you quite averse to it at first? You even threw up the first time... Hey! Hey! Don't bite! Don't bite! I won't say anymore! I won't say anymore!..."

"Sai Guiying" gave Han Chao a charming glare, her jade hand gripping his semi-erect penis and stroking it incessantly. Han Chao knew she was still unsatisfied, so he gently pulled her up, put his arm around her waist, and inserted two fingers into her vagina to temporarily relieve her thirst. He said softly, "Little darling! There are only five days left to do what I told you. You need to hurry up and get it done. I'll tell my superiors, and then we can be together forever. You can have me whenever you want."

Upon hearing this, "Sai Guiying's" lust was instantly extinguished by half. She stammered, "Wasn't the deadline yesterday? I was just about to tell you that I really can't do it. You said you weren't going to take my father-in-law's life, but you want me to seduce him into doing that shameful thing. What exactly do you want to do? Brother! I beg you! I'll do anything you want except this."

As she spoke, Ye Qiuyu suddenly remembered the conversation between Han Chao and his fellow disciples. She vaguely sensed that a mysterious group had emerged in the martial arts world, seemingly brewing a huge conspiracy. Her mind raced, and she secretly made a decision.

At this moment, Han Chao angrily said, "No way! This is the first task assigned by the higher-ups. If we don't complete it, we'll both be in big trouble!..."

"Uh...the higher-ups! The higher-ups! Who are the higher-ups? Should I just tell them directly?" Ye Qiuyu interjected sweetly, while rubbing her ample breasts against his arm.

"Sigh!" Han Chao sighed and continued, "Little darling! This won't work! The higher-ups... never mind! Anyway, this matter must be completed no matter what! Otherwise, I won't be polite to you!... Oh! Right! Who told you the deadline was yesterday?"

Ye Qiuyu heard that he was already on guard and his tone was becoming unfriendly, so she cleverly diverted his attention, wrapping one of her snow-white thighs around Han Chao's waist. After stroking his penis a few times with her jade hand, she guided it to her vulva, taking the glans... After rubbing against her tender, moist labia a few times, he gently lifted and lowered his toes, and with a "squeak," his thick, dark penis slid deep into her vagina. Her round buttocks began to thrust left and right, up and down, as she said seductively, "Mmm... dear brother! Don't say anymore! My pussy is so itchy! Your cock is hard, hurry up and fuck me! Ouch! It's hitting my G-spot!... Mmm! Mmm!... Oh! Oh! Oh!... Good brother! Harder!... Ouch!... Fuck my cunt to death!" "...Oh! Oh!...Ah..."

Han Chao had already pinned Ye Qiuyu to the ground, thrusting vigorously. Hearing her lewd moans, he figured that as long as he satisfied her cunt and persuaded her with words, she would obediently complete her task. Therefore, while showing off his impressive bedroom skills, he whispered in her ear, "Little slut! Does it feel...good...to you?...Think...about...Old Mo hasn't fucked...a cunt in a long time, and his family has three generations..." …Single heir, if you just loosen up a little, maybe you can…give…him a son, he'll be so grateful…you'd be lucky to escape! …Your cunt…gets another cock…to fuck, such a great job…what are you…hesitating for? Hmm? …I'll fuck! …I'll…fuck your cunt raw…” The

lewd wild sex continued in the dense forest, the vicious conspiracy spreading like the lustful fluids flowing during intercourse. The evening bell rang at the “Cool Temple,” could it awaken the men and women lost in the sea of lust? Chapter

Thirteen of the Lewd Empress Luo Bing: Losing Her Reputation in Her Later Years, a Half-Century Hero Regrets His Incestuous Relationship

In the study of "Tiger Might Escort Agency," Mo Shangyi, known as "Laughing Mengchang," sat behind a large desk, carefully wiping a chipped jade pendant in his hand. His usual smile was gone, replaced by sorrow and desolation. Today was the anniversary of the death of his only beloved son, "Little Mengchang" Mo Guangping. He clearly remembered that a year ago today, his son, full of vigor, said to him, "Father! Don't worry! I will definitely be back before the eve of the Lunar New Year to celebrate your fiftieth birthday. It's not too far from Lifeng, and this escort mission is easy. There are no escort carts or porters. Li the head escort and I can control our own schedule and will definitely not make any mistakes!"

After saying that, he patted the brocade bundle on his back. Three days ago, a customer specifically requested that he personally escort a pair of "seven-colored glass bottles." They were sealed in an exquisite wooden box. Their value wasn't particularly high, but the customer claimed they were family heirlooms, containing a great secret that couldn't be revealed to outsiders, and offered a very good price. Therefore, he accepted them without careful inspection. The customer also sincerely said, "I've heard a saying circulating in the martial arts world—'Even the Murong family of Jiangnan, with their half-sky-high status, can't compare to the two Mengchang families of Jinling.' I've long admired the names of the Mo family, the head镖师 (bodyguard/escort), and this time..." "This little thing is too small to trouble the old镖头 (镖头 is a nickname for a镖头,

meaning a skilled镖师, often associated with a镖师), but it's extremely important to me! So I hope the young镖头 can personally escort it, and I can pay a little more for it." It turned out that Mo Guangping resembled his father in appearance and build, and even his voice and movements were ninety percent similar. Both father and son liked to wear white clothes and were generally generous and hospitable, so the martial arts community called him "Little Mengchang" (小孟尝, meaning "Little Mengchang"). He was only twenty-eight years old that year, still young at heart, so when he heard the other party's flattery, he couldn't help but feel smug and agreed on the spot.

Who knew that on the day of the trip, before dusk, he was brought back barely alive. His entire back was a bloody mess, charred black, and covered with iron lotus seeds, iron caltrops, and other hidden weapons, some of which had pierced through his chest. At that time, he only managed to say a few words to his wife before struggling to take out a jade pendant from his pocket, trembling as he handed it to "Laughing Mengchang," and called out "Father! Long live... Long live..." before he breathed his last.

According to the report from the accompanying bodyguard, the incident occurred about eighty li (approximately 40 kilometers) from Jinling City. The surrounding area was very open, with only a small peach grove of about half an acre located a few dozen zhang (approximately 1.5 acres) away from the main road. They were resting at the time, and the bodyguard went into the grove to relieve himself. Suddenly, he heard a loud "boom." Turning around, he saw Mo Guangping lying in a pool of blood, the wooden box on his back shattered into pieces. Terrified, he quickly took his young master back to the escort agency.

This incident immediately caused a sensation in the Jiangnan martial arts world. The Red Flower Society and some close gangs and friends investigated for a while, but found no clues whatsoever, making it a mystery in the martial arts world.

"Laughing Mengchang" sighed deeply, tears welling up in his eyes. Just then, Yi Shoujie, nicknamed "June Frost," hurriedly entered and bowed to Mo Shangyi, saying, "Master!" "Boss Li from Shengbaozhai sent someone to say: If it's convenient for you, he hopes you can come over soon. Their second aunt has arrived from Jiangbei and wants to meet you first… Are you thinking of Young Master Ping again?"

Mo Shangyi shook his head, smiled bitterly, and stood up, saying, "It's nothing! Shoujie! Today is just a special day!… Oh! By the way! Did you inform Guiying?"

"Young Madam said she's not convenient today and won't be going!"

"Poor child! I feel sorry for her!… Alas! Perhaps I really have harmed her!"

Yi Shoujie changed the subject, saying, "Master! Why did the Li family choose today of all days? They…"

Mo Shangyi waved his hand, sighed, and said, "Shoujie! Don't worry! It's not! It's just a coincidence! Zhenpeng and I have been brothers for decades. Besides, I also bear some responsibility for Lin'er's marriage being delayed until today. But… alas! Is this a blessing or a curse?"

"Laughing Mengchang's" thoughts seemed to drift back to the past... Thirty years ago, when he first established his escort agency, Li Zhenpeng was already the owner of "Shengbaozhai," the largest antique shop in the eastern part of the city. Due to business dealings, the two gradually became close friends who could talk about anything, and their families also became close relatives.

Li Zhenpeng had a younger sister named Yun Gu, who was ten years younger than him. From a young age, she was not inferior to men and longed for a life in the martial arts world. After the two families became acquainted, she would often pester Mo Shangyi to teach her martial arts. Over time, she secretly developed feelings for him and was very bold in her attitude. Her constant pestering forced "Laughing Mengchang" to often make excuses to leave for a while. It wasn't until she married Xiao Bu, the head of the guards of Prince Qing, that their relationship ended. However, the children of the Mo and Li families had been childhood sweethearts and had a very good relationship. Their parents also intended for them to get married in the future.

Two unexpected events changed everything. First, Mo Guangping's wife, Dugu Yinghong, suddenly died of an emergency. Mo Guangping was only thirteen years old that year. The following year, he was taken in as the last disciple of the "Hengshan Sword Hermit." He was gone for four years, and when he returned, he was accompanied by a beautiful woman, Ye Qiuyu, the senior lay disciple of the "Hengshan Divine Nun." That meeting greatly shocked Mo Guangping. Ye Qiuyu's smile bore a striking resemblance to his deceased wife. During her month-long stay, Mo Guangping felt his heart begin to stir again.

After Ye Qiuyu left, Li Rulin, the daughter of the Li family, frequently visited Mo Guangping. The two quickly regained their childhood intimacy. However, two years later, when Li Zhenpeng hinted that he could propose marriage, Mo Guangping stated that he only had brotherly and sisterly feelings for Li Rulin and could not marry her. He then demanded to marry Ye Qiuyu instead.

At the time, "Laughing Mengchang" initially wanted to object because "Sai Guiying" was three years older. Given Mo Guangping's filial piety, he believed he would obey his father's arrangement. However, "Laughing Mengchang" secretly hoped to see Ye Qiuyu every day, perhaps hoping to catch a glimpse of his deceased wife in her every smile and gesture (this is why others didn't understand why he usually called her "Guoying" instead of her given name). Therefore, he ultimately declined the Li family's marriage proposal.

However, Li Rulin never discussed marriage again, continuing to visit as usual, and became close friends with Ye Qiuyu. When Mo Guangping was murdered, she too showed profound grief. Unexpectedly, a year later, news of their marriage suddenly arrived, and the wedding date was the very anniversary of Mo Guangping's death.

"Master! Master! What are you thinking about? Shouldn't we be going?"

"June Frost"'s series of calls brought "Laughing Mengchang" back from his reverie. He couldn't help but chuckle at his own outburst, "What's wrong with me today! Thinking about the past so much. Ah! Keep your chastity! Let's go! I'm the witness!"

At that moment, in a large room under the small building in the backyard, "Sai Guiying" Ye Qiuyu was silently weeping as she looked at an unfinished calligraphy scroll. This was Meng Guangping's favorite place for quiet contemplation and calligraphy. It was separated from the garden by a courtyard. Today, a shed had been specially erected in the courtyard for the religious ceremony. Now the ceremony was long over, and relatives and friends had all left, leaving only an old servant woman weeping beside him. She was Zhang Ma, the wet nurse hired when Meng Guangping was born, who had been there for almost thirty years. Now, seeing Ye Qiuyu's grief, she couldn't help but step forward to comfort her, "Young Madam! Don't be too sad! Young Master must be heartbroken to see you like this. You haven't eaten anything all day. Shall I heat up some snacks for you? You need to take care of yourself!"

Ye Qiuyu glanced around the study through her teary eyes. Since her husband's death, nothing in the room had been moved. To the right of the desk was a sandalwood cabinet filled with antique treasures gifted by the Li family. Behind the cabinet was a soft couch, with the bedding still neatly arranged. To the left was a staircase leading to the bedroom upstairs. She hadn't used this staircase for a whole year. To avoid being reminded of her grief, she preferred to use the passageway outside the building.

Then, she muttered to herself, seemingly unrelated to the question: "The scenery remains the same, but the faces are different. The abandoned wife gazes at her reflection, her spirits waning day by day. The white jade has long been stained with the dust of the barbarians. What does it have to do with why my beloved has not returned? Alas! I am already different! What is there to care about? Let it change! Let it change! ... Zhang Ma! Tell the kitchen to prepare some dishes! Also, bring a jar of 'One Day Drunk,' which the young master loved most. I'll have a drink with Pingdi here... Starting tomorrow, everything will be different!"

After giving her instructions, Ye Qiuyu got up and carefully put the items on her desk into the dresser behind her.

Just as she let out a sigh of relief, her servant Zhang Ma entered carrying a large food box, saying timidly, "Young Madam! 'One Day Drunk' is too strong! Shall I get you some 'Daughter's Red' instead?"

"It's alright! I tried it with Pingdi before, one or two cups are no problem! Zhang Ma, please sit down and have a drink with me!"

"I'm sorry! I... I can't drink! My dead husband was killed by alcohol, Young Madam, you should drink less too..."

"Alright then! Go back and rest first, and come back to pack your things tomorrow. This place needs to be reorganized too!"

After Zhang Ma left, loneliness began to creep in from all directions. Ye Qiuyu couldn't describe her feelings at the moment. She missed her deceased husband and was worried that the secret mission she was responsible for only had two days left. Although she had decided to go for it, the deep-rooted family ties, sense of duty, morality... all kinds of pressure weighed heavily on her heart. She said she had let go, but in reality, she couldn't. So she ate very little of the dishes on the table, but drank one cup of wine after another. Before she knew it, she was drunk and slumped on the table.

"Guiying! Guiying!..."

In a hazy state, a familiar yet seemingly distant call roused her from her reverie. Ye Qiuyu opened her dazed eyes and vaguely saw her dearest husband, dressed in his ever-present white robe, gently swaying her shoulders. Memories flooded back in an instant, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She swayed to her feet and rushed into his arms, her soft arms tightly encircling his neck, her supple body pressing against his. She rubbed against him, pleading in a coquettish voice, "Ugh... I'm not coming anymore! Ping-di, you're so naughty! You're pretending to be Daddy again to scare me. I only had a little bit to drink!... Hehe! Didn't you say that a little wine can enhance the mood?... Wow! You're already so hard! Hmm... You naughty thing! You're trying to take advantage of your sister again!?"

As Ye Qiuyu spoke, she reached out a jade-like hand and reached towards his crotch. As usual, she grasped his erect penis through his pants and began to rub and stroke it.

At this moment, the newcomer pushed her away while speaking in a hoarse, incoherent voice, "Gui... Ying!... Stop... Stop! I... I... am... Father... Father... Father... Ah! You... um..."

Whether she hadn't heard clearly or not, Ye Qiuyu released the treasure in her hands, wrapped her arms around the newcomer's head, pulled it down, and kissed him passionately. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, swirling around, her hot, full body rubbing against his. She also pressed her private parts forcefully against his erect penis. The two bodies, pressed tightly together, stumbled and fell onto the soft couch behind the large cabinet, their mouths still tightly sealed together.

Then, she took the initiative to unfasten her robes, revealing her fair and alluring voluptuous body. She lay on top of the newcomer's strong body, twisting and struggling. One hand, which had somehow loosened its grip on his waist, immediately slipped from his lower abdomen into his trousers, grasping his penis and stroking it rhythmically, while she began to moan softly.

The other man finally managed to break free from Ye Qiuyu's kiss, gasped for breath, shook his head, and was about to speak when Ye Qiuyu slid down, swiftly pulling his penis from his loosened trousers. Her tongue licked the glans and urethral opening, then brushed along the shaft to the scrotum. Her lips parted slightly, and she took both testicles into her mouth, swallowing and sucking. The man's hand, which had initially tried to push Ye Qiuyu away, immediately changed to a grip, tightly holding her head. His legs trembled uncontrollably, and he gasped for breath…

Suddenly… He roared and sat up, leaning forward. With a swift grab and a flick of his tiger-like paw, he instantly turned Ye Qiuyu's two fair, plump legs around, placing them on his broad shoulders. At the same time, he grabbed her fleshy buttocks and pried them apart, bringing his large mouth to her wet, hairy vulva, sucking and nibbling...

Ye Qiuyu was now upside down, her two plump breasts swaying and bobbing with her sucking and nibbling. She felt an unprecedented stimulation. The thick male penis was already at her throat, yet she continued to devour it, as if she wanted to swallow it whole. Meanwhile, a hot, nimble tongue teased her vulva, causing the vaginal walls to writhe rapidly, constantly gushing out streams of fluid...

The two seemed to be savoring a delicacy, engrossed in their work, the only sounds in the room being "Mmm... Mmm..." and "Tsk! Squeak!" Finally, the man slammed back onto the bed with a thud, hooking his legs around Ye Qiuyu's head. He thrust his buttocks upwards, his penis throbbing and pulsating, ejaculating a torrent of semen. So much that Ye Qiuyu couldn't swallow it all; it spilled from her lips and streamed down his still-trembling member…

At this moment, Ye Qiuyu was just a hair's breadth away from orgasm. She writhed restlessly, her plump, white buttocks twisting, her mouth working even harder to suck and swallow the semi-erect shaft. When she saw that the penis had regained its vitality and hardness, she couldn't help but cheer. She sat up, half-kneeling on one knee, and used two fingers to part her labia, aiming at the erect penis. With a "squeak," she sat down, the large glans filling her vaginal cavity. She immediately let out a satisfied, comfortable moan, and then began to thrust repeatedly.

Soon she was panting heavily, drenched in sweat, and turned around to lie on the man's chest, whispering sweetly in his ear, "Oh... Ping-di, you're so naughty! You see me working so hard and you don't even acknowledge me. Get up! Good man!... My pussy is so itchy! Come on! My dear man! I want you to fuck me!..."

The man seemed unable to resist her soft words, and with a flip, he pinned Ye Qiuyu beneath him, raised her two jade-like legs high, then bent them towards the sides of her head. With a simultaneous thrust of his hips and waist, he plunged his thick penis downwards and began to thrust rapidly, each thrust going all the way in, until Ye Qiuyu was covered in wetness, moaning incessantly, her vaginal fluids flowing freely...

Finally, in a state of extreme excitement and drowsiness, their naked bodies intertwined tightly, releasing their essence into each other, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

The boiling desire gradually cooled, and the chill of late autumn began to creep inch by inch into his exposed skin. "Laughing Mengchang," in the midst of a blissful, liberated sleep, felt a slight chill and instinctively reached out to pull the blanket aside.

At that moment, the cold, slippery body in his arms stirred, as if it too couldn't bear the cold, trying to snuggle closer to him. A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips as he murmured, "Yinggu, you...how...kicked the blanket off?...Are you cold?...Hmm?" At the same time, a large, fan-like hand caressed the woman's high, fleshy buttocks, kneading and squeezing them incessantly...

Suddenly, the smile froze on his lips, his hand stopped moving, and his eyes snapped open. He lay there motionless. In the dim light, he could see clearly that a spider was busily weaving a large web on the ceiling, each strand of silk like a thread of memory, which he quickly pieced together into a complete picture...

In the boudoir of the Li family's aunt, Yun Gu, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, used an excuse to dismiss everyone and sadly told him about her unhappy marriage. She unexpectedly exposed her still voluptuous and alluring body, displaying the obvious whip marks on her white back and buttocks. Finally, she threw herself into his arms, pouring out her love that had been stored up for many years. She also clearly expressed her willingness to use her body to comfort his loneliness as a widower. She even took his hand and let him caress her soft, plump breasts. At that moment, "Laughing Mengchang" was extremely embarrassed and had to use all his strength to escape from this pink spider cave. Although he truly managed to "remain unmoved by the embrace," his long-dormant desires had been unknowingly broken open.

At the wedding, what "Laughing Mengchang" didn't expect was that the bride, Li Rulin, immediately asked him to be her godfather. Suddenly, he became the center of attention, receiving toasts from the guests. By the end of the banquet, he was practically collapsing.

However, clinging to a sliver of reason, he firmly declined the Li family's invitation to stay overnight. Looking at Yun Gu's eager eyes, he knew that if he stayed at the Li residence that night, he would surely "make a fatal mistake." Therefore, on the way back, when "June Frost" Yi Shoujie asked him, puzzled, why he didn't want to stay, he could only smile bitterly and remain silent.

The cold wind on the road dispelled much of "Laughing Mengchang's" drunkenness. He had already gone to bed after arriving home, but the alcohol had left him dizzy and nauseous. His thoughts were still racing due to the day's events. Remembering that it was the anniversary of his beloved son's death, he put on his outer robe and staggered to his son's study. Upon entering, he saw his daughter-in-law, "Sai Guiying," asleep at her desk. He lovingly tried to wake her, but she mistook him for her husband in her drowsy state and pounced on him, rubbing her voluptuous body against his chest and playing with his unruly, erect penis.

His suppressed lust suddenly erupted, but reason still compelled him to reach out and push away his wife's entanglement. Just then, "Sai Guiying" raised her beautiful face, smiling sweetly as she leaned in to kiss him. She looked exactly like his beloved wife, Dugu Yinghong, whom he had been dreaming of. For a moment, their beautiful faces crossed and overlapped repeatedly…

until "Xiao Mengchang" could no longer distinguish who she was, or what night it was…

The truth was undeniable. "Xiao Mengchang's" body trembled involuntarily, but a sliver of hope remained: that it was a dream. He laboriously and slowly turned his head. Through the haze, he saw a beautiful face, mostly obscured by long, flowing hair, but the straight, delicate nose and the slightly upturned, red lips were so familiar—wasn't it his beloved daughter-in-law?

Tears welled up instantly. "Laughing Mengchang" and "Tiger!" sat up abruptly, facing the large cabinet, head tilted back, letting the tears stream down his face. He silently cried out in his heart, "Mo Shangyi! Mo Shangyi! Your parents named you Shangyi, yet today you commit such a depraved and wicked act! How can you lead the brothers in the sect? How will you face your parents, wife, and beloved son in the afterlife?" With this thought, he didn't hesitate to slam his palm down on the top of her head…

(Chapter 14 of "The Erotic Empress Luo Bing")

"No! Ouch!"

"Bang!" "Clang!"

Several sounds rang out almost simultaneously. "Laughing Mengchang," already prepared to die, struck with his palm, but unexpectedly, something unexpected happened. Opening his eyes, he saw Ye Qiuyu already flying and crashing to the floor beside the bed. Through the hazy light, he could still see the curves of her tender white flesh. At that moment, the sound of something breaking through the air came from several directions.

"Laughing Mengchang" didn't have time to think. He grabbed his outer robe and put it on, then stood at the door of the study. He said in a deep voice, "Nothing's wrong here! I accidentally broke a bottle here. You can all go back to your posts!"

"Yes, Master! Your subordinate obeys!" Just then, several loud thuds came from outside the door, and in an instant, the surroundings returned to silence.

"Laughing Mengchang" secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and quickly walked towards his wife, anxiously asking, "Guiying! Guiying! How are you?" Without waiting for her answer, he picked her up and gently placed her on the bed, then lit a lamp and placed it by the bedside, carefully examining her.

Ye Qiuyu's smooth and well-proportioned right shoulder was swollen high, red and purple. "Laughing Mengchang" gently kneaded her shoulder blade area along her neck with his right palm, and said softly, "Guiying, don't worry, it's just a slight fracture! Just bear with it, I'll help you circulate your qi and remove the bruising now, and after applying the medicine, you'll be fine soon!"

After saying that, he turned his wife over and lay face down on the bed, then sat cross-legged beside her shoulder, concentrated his mind and circulated his qi, and brought his decades of hard-earned "Taiqing Yuxu Divine Skill" to its limit. He pressed one palm lightly on her injured area, and pressed the other palm firmly against the "Du Meridian" at her coccyx, continuously channeling true qi into her. In no time, he had entered a state of "forgetting oneself and the world".

Ye Qiuyu, nicknamed "Sai Guiying," lay prostrate with her head bowed in bashful shyness, letting her long black hair cascade over her face, concealing her burning cheeks and avoiding the awkwardness of eye contact with her father-in-law. At this moment, the shame in her heart had replaced the pain in her wounds. Through the gaps in her hair, she secretly looked at the man who had just taken her body—familiar yet strange. She couldn't describe her feelings, but she felt a sense of relief after taking that first step.

Last night's lewd encounter wasn't her intention; both she and her father-in-law had been lost in a drunken illusion. However, after the passion subsided, Ye Qiuyu woke up early and immediately realized that the snoring man beside her was her father-in-law. Although she racked her brains trying to recall, she still couldn't be sure who had started the fight. However, the burning sensation and mess on her lower body proved that they had indeed engaged in intense intercourse.

She dared not move an inch, afraid of waking her father-in-law and not knowing how he would treat her. And how should she face him?

However, the chill of late autumn relentlessly assaulted her exposed body. At this moment, the man beside her radiated a volcanic heat and a uniquely masculine aura, drawing her in like a magnet. Ye Qiuyu finally couldn't help but move her almost stiff body towards him, which startled the sleeping "Laughing Mengchang." He immediately used his thick, warm hands to rub her cold buttocks, bringing Ye Qiuyu unparalleled comfort. At the same time, his heartwarming concern made her experience unprecedented tenderness. However, the murmurs from her father-in-law made her realize that she had become a substitute for her mother-in-law, which made her even more afraid to make the slightest movement.

As "Laughing Mengchang" rose to his feet, filled with self-reproach, Ye Qiuyu quietly sat behind him, draped in a thin blanket. Knowing her father-in-law's "outwardly flexible but inwardly principled, resolute and unyielding" character, she had a vague feeling that something was amiss. So, when "Laughing Mengchang" raised his palm, Ye Qiuyu was prepared. She rushed forward without hesitation, quickly extending her right arm to press her father-in-law's head down, arching her right shoulder to withstand the force of the downward palm strike. Although there was a blanket between them and she managed to block it with a little bit of her own energy, the powerful force still shattered her shoulder bone, and she collapsed to the ground.

After a short while, "Laughing Mengchang" withdrew his palm strike, stood up to examine his wound, and saw that the previously bruised and swollen area had turned slightly red. He breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes glancing at his wife's still naked, delicate body—smooth, tender, and alluring—and his heart skipped a beat. He grabbed the quilt and draped it over her, saying in a hoarse voice, "Your injury is healed. I'll go get you some medicine. Quickly put on some clothes! Be careful not to catch a cold."

"Father! I...I...I have something to report, it's very important, please...you must come back!"

"Sai Guiying" didn't dare to lift her head, lying on the pillow as her father-in-law turned and walked out.

She had already made a decision in her heart, but she was worried that her father-in-law might not return or might try to commit suicide again, so she anxiously pleaded. "Laughing Mengchang" opened the door without a word and left.

When "Laughing Mengchang" entered the room again, he saw his daughter-in-law kneeling at the door, fully dressed. He was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "Alas! Guiying, get up! This matter cannot be entirely blamed on you, it is your father... your father is sorry!... I..." His voice choked at this point. He took a deep breath and, after calming down a bit, continued, "I have made up my mind! After dawn, I will gather the brothers in the helm to announce my funeral arrangements. You... from now on, you are no longer a member of the Mo family! You..."

Ye Qiuyu crawled forward on her knees, hugged her father-in-law's legs, and cried out, "No, Father! Don't send me away! Now that I have entered the Mo family, I will die as a ghost of the Mo family! You..."

"Alas! Guiying! We have done something to disgrace our ancestors, I have no face to live on, you are still young..."

"No! Father! If I must die, I should die too! But before I die, I have a matter of great importance concerning the martial world to report to you. Please listen to your daughter-in-law before making a decision, okay?"

She then recounted everything in great detail, glossing over the obscene parts. Even the seasoned "Laughing Mengchang" was speechless and deeply shaken.

After a moment of contemplation, he said in a deep voice, "Is this really true? Why didn't you say so sooner?... And since they let you come back, how did they blackmail you? Do you think they'll believe you just by talking? Could it be that you…"

At this moment, Ye Qiuyu stood up gracefully, smiled sadly, gritted her teeth as if she had made a great decision, and said to "Laughing Mengchang" with a shy expression, "Your wife knows that it will be difficult to gain your understanding in this matter. Very well! Father! Please come here, I... I will show you a place, and you will understand." After saying that, she walked to the bedside, turned her back to "Laughing Mengchang", slowly took off her pants, turned around and lay down, calling out in a barely audible voice, "Father! Come here..." "

Hmph! Guiying, what are you doing?" "Laughing Mengchang" had already turned his back when he saw this, and shouted with a hint of anger in his voice.

Ye Qiuyu pleaded in a mournful voice, "Father! It's not that your daughter-in-law is shameless, it's just that this matter is very important, you must come and see for yourself!... Waaah... Please! Father!..."

At this moment, "Laughing Mengchang" also began to sense that something was amiss. Hearing this, he came over. Ye Qiuyu had already lifted the hem of her clothes to her lower abdomen, revealing a section of her snow-white, smooth thigh. Her thick, dark pubic hair displayed various postures on her raised mons pubis. If she got a little closer, "Laughing Mengchang" could clearly see the two tightly closed brown doors of his daughter-in-law's private parts.

He suppressed the pounding in his heart and looked directly into Ye Qiuyu's eyes, asking, "Guiying, what exactly are you playing at?"

"Please look at my... hair... hair inside..." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, almost inaudible.

"Where? You... you explain more clearly!" "Laughing Mengchang" took another step forward.

Ye Qiuyu parted the messy pubic hair below her abdomen with both hands, and said in a shy and coquettish voice, "Please lower your head a little, look...look here..."

Upon hearing this, "Xiao Mengchang" bent down, and a faint fishy smell wafted into his nostrils. His eyes fell upon the alluring vulva, stained with filth and semen, the fruits of a night of passion clearly visible. Suppressing his wavering heart, he followed his wife's finger and saw, at the base of the parted hair, a small red flower tattoo, lifelike and vivid.

"Laughing Mengchang" suddenly raised his head and asked suspiciously, "This is..."

Ye Qiuyu slowly sat up, covering her private parts with one hand, but not pulling up her pants. With a relieved tone, she said, "Father! I'll explain later. Could you go get a bowl of vinegar?"

"Laughing Mengchang" suspiciously handed his wife a bowl of vinegar. He watched as she spread her fair legs, one hand still covering her private parts, and used her other hand to slowly rub the vinegar from the bowl on the bed onto the inside of her thighs. Then, she looked at him with infinite shyness and whispered, "Father! Blow on it for me! Then see what's there!"

"Laughing Mengchang" awkwardly squatted down and blew on his wife's thighs from side to side. After a while, erotic scenes gradually appeared on the areas where vinegar had been applied, becoming more and more obvious. "Laughing Mengchang" couldn't help but reach out to wipe them. The moment their skin touched, Ye Qiuyu felt as if she had been electrocuted, her whole body trembling. Her legs twitched inwards and outwards, but "Laughing Mengchang" also realized that he had been too rash. He tried to get up, but stumbled and fell forward, his hands pressing tightly on his wife's firm thighs, and his lips kissing her smooth thighs. "Oh!" they both exclaimed in surprise.

"Laughing Mengchang" quickly stood up, turned around and said awkwardly, "Ahem! Put your pants back on first! I... I'll wait for you in the outer room!"

After what had just happened, the father-in-law and daughter-in-law were still a little awkward, but they had relaxed a lot. Ye Qiuyu explained, "These marks are used to threaten the women they kidnapped and humiliated. Unless they commit suicide, even breaking their legs won't help! The chosen locations are all the most private parts of a woman's body. As long as they claim that they voluntarily tattooed them after their affair, we will have no way to defend ourselves. Father!... I think... the attack on Master Luo was also their doing, because... because..."

"Eh! Why don't you continue? Because of what?"

"Because I heard them say that they wanted to collect the 'Ten Famous Flowers of the Martial Arts World,' saying that I am... am... am 'Peony,' and they specifically target famous sects and gangs in the martial arts world. Although I haven't seen them, I know that three other female warriors have been kidnapped, but I don't know which sect or gang they belong to? Father..."

Listening closely, "Laughing Mengchang" had already vaguely deduced that an evil force was rising in the martial arts world, and its evil influence had already reached into their "Red Flower Society." His expression was grave as he asked, "Guiying! They want you to seduce me, how do they plan to threaten me? Do you know? And how do you know you've achieved your goal?"

Ye Qiuyu lowered her head shyly and whispered, "They want me to hang three palace lanterns outside the porch on the day of the event, and then at midnight they will... will come... to 'catch them in the act'... I..."

"Bang!" "Laughing Mengchang" slammed his hand on the table, his beard bristling with rage as he roared, "You hateful villains! What vicious hearts! You dare to covet my Mo Shangyi! You think there's no one else in my 'Red Flower Society'! Guiying, hang the lanterns immediately! Today I'm going to 'catch a turtle in a jar'!"

“Father! Please calm down. This is like ‘beating the grass to alert the snake.’ Even if you kill the people who come, we will still know nothing about their organization. Instead, it will make them more vigilant, and they will be unable to take any further steps. Who knows how many more sisters in the underworld will suffer then? Besides, if they have a bigger conspiracy, who will discover and stop it?”

"You mean...? Do you mean we have to do that again...?"

At this moment, Ye Qiuyu gracefully stood up, knelt before "Laughing Mengchang," and sobbed, "Father! I've thought it over! I'm already crippled and impure, I've already wronged Pingdi and the ancestors of both families, I could never atone for it even if I died. But if I die like this, it will only benefit those scoundrels. It would be better to use this unlucky body to do something beneficial for the martial arts world, so that I won't have wasted my time as a member of the association. Father, I beg you! Help me fulfill this wish! Father... Waaah..."

Before Ye Qiuyu could finish speaking, "Laughing Mengchang" was already in tears, shaking his head repeatedly, muttering, "No! I can't!... I can't do this, I've already made a mistake once! I can't! I can't..." "

Father, please don't worry anymore! Even if you don't care about the martial arts world, you should think about... you should think about the descendants of the Mo family! Father!..."

"My descendants of the Mo family? Guiying, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Ye Qiuyu gritted her teeth and continued, slightly embarrassed, "Yes! Father! This is... this is Pingdi's dying wish. He wanted me to find a way to preserve the Mo family line, and he also instructed me to serve you well. I think... I think he wanted me to remarry you, Father."

"Absurd! Absurd! How could you... how could you have such a ridiculous idea? No! I absolutely..."

"Also, Father! Last night you... you... you penetrated so deeply! And... and you ejaculated so much! I think... this time it's very likely... pregnant..." "

You... you..."

"Father! Please stop! Just listen to me this once, okay? Please! I think we should..."

"Guiying!... You!... Sigh..."

The sky outside was already bright, but a good show had only just begun.

The three palace lanterns hanging high on the small building were particularly conspicuous in the dark night, visible from miles away, and the two charcoal stoves burning inside made the room feel warm and cozy. On the fragrant, soft couch, "Laughing Mengchang" sat motionless on the edge of the bed, wearing only his undergarments, head bowed and eyes closed. Ye Qiuyu, wearing only a light green bodice and a pale white underskirt, knelt behind him. They had been in this position for a long time.

"Bang! Bang!" The gong signaling the second watch sounded in the distance. Ye Qiuyu looked at the motionless "Laughing Mengchang" before her and said softly, "Father! It's already the second watch. Shall we...shall we begin?"

The last sentence was almost inaudible, but it still struck "Laughing Mengchang" like thunder. His body trembled, and he opened his eyes and sighed deeply, "Alas! Guiying! I...I...Alas! I can't do it! How about we..."

"Father! There's no time! The thieves could arrive at any moment! I...please forgive your shameless daughter-in-law!"

After Ye Qiuyu finished speaking, without waiting for her father-in-law's consent, her soft, smooth body coiled around "Xiao Mengchang's" back like a snake, half-pulling, half-dragging him onto the bed. She rolled over and pressed herself against him, constantly writhing her voluptuous body against him. Her slender hands reached down to caress "Xiao Mengchang's" penis, deliberately moaning and panting...

After a while, finding no reaction at all, she anxiously ripped off her bodice, unbuttoned her father-in-law's shirt, and exposed her two tender... Her white breasts rubbed against his chest, her nipples hardening and becoming sensitive, and her vulva gradually becoming moist. Ye Qiuyu lowered her head again, using her smooth tongue to lick "Xiao Mengchang's" chest and nipples, while her right hand went directly into his crotch, stroking his penis and stroking it vigorously. At the same time, she used her left hand to pull her father-in-law's hand through his pants to touch her own vulva, busy "enjoying herself immensely." However, his limp penis showed no improvement whatsoever, like a "dead snake or rotten food."

At this moment, "Laughing Mengchang" opened his eyes and sighed, "Guiying! Forget it! It's fate. The moment I close my eyes, I see Ping'er and his mother. I can't muster any desire in my heart. We..."

Ye Qiuyu was so anxious upon hearing her father-in-law's words that she almost cried. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in her mind. She jumped off the bed, ignoring her bouncing breasts, and rushed to the cabinet to take out a jade bottle. She happily held it up to "Laughing Mengchang" and said, "Father! Don't worry! With this, our act will be successful!"

She immediately poured the bottle into two cups of tea, secretly adding a little more to one of them. Then she took it to her father-in-law by the bedside and said, "Father! It's really unavoidable. There's no time! Don't ask where this came from. I'll explain it to you later. Please drink this cup of tea!" After saying that, she downed the other cup in one gulp.

"Laughing Mengchang" remained silent, watching his wife. He vaguely guessed it was some kind of aphrodisiac. Seeing this, he sighed inwardly, closed his eyes, and finished his tea.

Meanwhile, Ye Qiuyu had stripped naked, climbed onto the bed, and pressed her fragrant white body against her father-in-law. She rested her soft head on his shoulder, her small hands continuing to stroke his penis, softly saying, "Father! I heard this drug is very potent, you…you must be gentle later! Be kind to me! Hmm…"

Whether it was the drug's true power or his wife's sweet words that aroused him, "Laughing Mengchang" felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, and his limp penis suddenly hardened. He felt an urge to play with her body, his hands naturally reaching for his wife's smooth back and plump buttocks, kneading her fleshy cheeks, his mouth caressing her neck and breasts…

Ye Qiuyu, nicknamed "Sai Guiying," reacted particularly intensely. After only a few moments of intimate caressing and kneading, she was already overflowing with desire, her muscles limp and weak. She felt an immense emptiness swelling within her, a thirsty need to be filled. Her snake-like body writhed and twisted against "Xiao Mengchang," expressing her impatience. Her moans rose and fell...

Finally, she turned and pounced on his now hot and hard penis, her small mouth taking in the dark purple, glistening glans, groaning and sucking. At the same time, she forcefully sat down on her father-in-law's face, her dripping vulva slamming into his. The two, like starving refugees, greedily devoured each other. Sexual organs…

By this time, the aphrodisiac had completely reached every part of their body. The two naked bodies seemed to want to devour each other, tossing and turning endlessly on the wide bed. Each wanted to gain control, each wanted to conquer the other. However, like the outcome of the war between men and women in bed for thousands of years, Ye Qiuyu let out a long, delicate cry of “Ah…” as “Xiao Mengchang” thrust his thick, black penis deep into his daughter-in-law’s honey hole, reaching the very core of her flower. He continued to thrust in and out without stopping, as fast as a galloping horse and as powerful as thunder… Ye

Qiuyu, who was at a disadvantage, was not willing to submit to a passive position. She forcefully arched her plump buttocks to meet her father-in-law’s thrusts, as if she wanted to pierce her itchy womb with that penis. She moaned, panted, squeezed her swollen breasts, and bit at his body. Her juices and sweat flowed like an incessant spring rain,

adding richer notes to the monotonous "slap! slap!" of flesh striking flesh. For a moment, the room was filled with a tightly rhythmic "symphony of intercourse." Heaven and earth, human relationships, had vanished; only their bodies remained.

Everything must come to an end. With a long, drawn-out roar of "Oh...", his hot semen, like erupting volcanic lava, shot thickly and heavily into his wife's core. Their bodies trembled violently, like two worms embracing in the cold wind, before they both let out long, satisfied sighs, lost in the afterglow of their climax.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" A few rounds of applause rang out, followed by a deep voice saying, "Ha! Ha! Brilliant! Brilliant! Hero Mo is still as sharp as ever! I admire you! I admire you!"

As the voice faded, two men in black jumped in through the window. The taller, thinner one carried an old woman. After landing, the shorter one touched the old woman's chin and said, "Auntie! Did you see everything clearly? We didn't lie to you, did we? This is the true face of your master and mistress. Remember it well!"

The old woman had obviously been silenced when she entered, and now that the pressure points had been released, she didn't realize it. "Ah! Ah!" After two gasps, she realized she could speak and choked out, "Master! Mistress!...You...how could you..."

The father-in-law and daughter-in-law on the bed, though they knew the thieves would come, never expected them to bring their old servant. Even the cunning "Laughing Mengchang" was stunned and speechless, his mind reeling. "Sai Guiying," upon hearing the thieves' voices... At the same time, a scream rang out, followed by grabbing her clothes to cover her chest, and hiding behind her father-in-law, too ashamed to look up. Hearing Zhang Ma's voice, she curiously peeked out, and upon seeing that it was indeed Zhang Ma, she gasped in surprise, forgetting that her clothes had fallen down, revealing her full breasts, and cried out anxiously, "Ah! Zhang Ma!... No! No! It's not like that! Listen to me..."

Just then, the short man waved his hand and said, "Alright! Senior brother! Take her to the designated place!"

The tall, thin man in black, who was greedily staring at Ye Qiuyu's naked and alluring body, reluctantly grabbed the old woman and shoved her out the window, turning back to glare fiercely at Ye Qiuyu's fair breasts before leaving.

The room fell silent. "Laughing Mengchang," as expected of someone who had weathered many storms, had regained his composure, calmly dressed, and sat upright on the edge of the bed, staring intently at the man in black. Under his piercing gaze, the man in black seemed unable to withstand the pressure. After two dry laughs, he slowly walked to the table in the room, picked up a teacup, smelled it, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. He glanced approvingly at "Sai Guiying" with his eyes.

Ye Qiuyu's heart skipped a beat. She thought to herself, "That was close! Luckily, I accidentally used the drug. Otherwise, given how pervasive he is, how could he believe that my father-in-law would do such a shameful thing with me?" Thinking of this, she couldn't help but secretly poke "Xiao Mengchang" on the back.

"Laughing Mengchang" understood and said in a deep voice to the man in black, "Who are you? How dare you sneak into my room in the dead of night! If you don't explain yourself to me tonight, do

n't even think about leaving!" "Heh! Heh! Old hero, you have guts! You remain calm in the face of danger! Our sect leader was right about you! I just wonder if the whole world knew you were a 'hero of incest'... would you still be so composed?"

"You...you...you dare!..."

"Tsk! Tsk! Let's see if you know what's good for you! We and your old servant have been watching from outside the window for a long time, but we didn't dare disturb you because you two were in the throes of passion. This old lady is a living witness; whether others believe her or not, I think you know better than I do. Don't worry! Right now, the five of them are happily together. We'll keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn't say anything out of line, but..."

"Enough! You're all so despicable! But... Ha! Ha! You're underestimating me, Mo Shangyi! Do you think I'm so easily threatened?" Without warning, he struck Tianling with a palm. "Ouch!" Ye Qiuyu cried out in alarm from behind, rushing forward; with a crisp "pop!", he remained seated perfectly fine.

"Sigh!" "Laughing Mengchang" sighed deeply, then suddenly turned around and slapped Ye Qiuyu hard across the face, cursing, "You bitch! What a mess you've made!" Ignoring his wife's wailing on the bed, he turned to the man in black and said in a deep voice, "I admit defeat! What do you intend to do? Speak!"

The man in black, who had remained silent throughout, coldly observed the situation, and replied with delight, "Old hero, you have such a strong character! Fortunately, I have great confidence in the potency of the 'Soul-Destroying Power Powder,' otherwise I don't know how I would explain myself when I got back! Now that you've been so agreeable, we're family from now on..."

"Wait! If you want me to agree to anything, you must first listen to three conditions, otherwise don't expect me to comply!"

"Fine! Fine! Tell me! Tell me!"

"First, you must not force me to become a lackey of the Qing government! Second, you must not harm the brothers in our society! Third... this treacherous wretch must be dealt with by me! I know that since she has been able to infiltrate my side for so long, she must be an important member among you! But since she has put me in a wrong position, I cannot let her off! I have said all I have to say, you decide what to do!" "

Father!..." Ye Qiuyu cried out in terror from behind.

The man in black said somewhat awkwardly, "I can agree to the first two points now, but she is one of the 'Ten Beauties' personally selected by our sect leader. This...this...Elder Mo, you are too ungrateful! As the saying goes, 'A night of marriage brings a hundred days of kindness,' you..."

"Shut up! If you continue to speak nonsense, I would rather die than give up my life..."

"Fine! Fine! I won't say it! I won't say it! How about this! It's almost dawn now, and there are many inconveniences. Anyway, there are still many things to discuss. Let me inform the sect leader, and we will make a decision at a later time. In the meantime, you promise me that you will not harm a single hair on her head!"

"Laughing Mengchang" pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement. Seeing this, the man in black was overjoyed, gave a slight fist salute, and leaped away.

"Laughing Mengchang" listened carefully for a long time, and only after confirming that the person had gone far away did he slowly turn around to look at Ye Qiuyu. He saw her cowering on the bed with a look of fear on her face, her eyes filled with tears. "Laughing Mengchang" opened his arms and called out affectionately, "Guiying!..."

Ye Qiuyu's body trembled at the sound of his voice, and like a weary bird returning to its nest, she immediately flew into her father-in-law's arms, sobbing, "Father! Why did you do this? You scared me to death! Waaah..."

"Alas! Silly girl! An act must be convincing! Otherwise, how can we deceive the cunning thieves?... I've thought about it, you're right! What does my personal honor and disgrace matter? Let's deal with the thieves properly! It's just... it's just too difficult for you!"

"No! Father! I like it! I... I want to give you a son!"

"You... you... this... this..."

"It was you who said it! An act must be convincing! Father, after this is over, let's find a place where no one is around..."

"This... alas..."

"Father! If they agree to your conditions in a few days, then...then you..."

"Don't worry! Father has already thought of a plan! It's just...sigh! Are we doing the right thing?"

The father-in-law and daughter-in-law embraced tightly on the bed, their bond not just a lingering understanding after passion, but more a mutual compassion and support in the face of fate. No one could give a definite answer to their questions, not even Heaven itself.

A carrier pigeon pierced the first rays of dawn and landed at the Nanjing branch of the "Red Flower Society." News of the disappearance of "Golden Flute Scholar" Yu Yutong spread like wildfire! October 23rd,
Chapter Fifteen: The Lewd Empress Luo Bing Encounters the Three Demons and Suffers

Humiliation at the Inn with the Mandarin Duck Swords. Led by Chen Jialuo, the heroes of the Red Flower Society traveled tirelessly to Tongguan. With the help of Shangguan Yishan, the leader of the Dragon Gate Gang, they learned that "Golden Flute Scholar" Yu Yutong might have met with misfortune in Mengjin. Anxious, they rushed to Mengjin. After a arduous search, they finally found a note left by Yu Yutong, warning that the Three Demons of Guandong had returned to their homeland and intended to harm "Emerald Feather and Yellow Robe," urging them to find a way to stop them… and so on.

The heroes were shocked. Finally, "Martial Zhuge" Xu Tianhong cleverly persuaded Chen Jialuo to go ahead and report the news, while the others followed, searching for the Three Demons' whereabouts and hoping to find Yu Yutong to persuade him to turn back. Chen Jialuo then mounted Luo Bing's white horse, thanked Shangguan Yishan, bid farewell to the others, and galloped westward. (The above chapter is from Chapter 12 of Jin Yong's "The Book and the Sword".)

Xu Tianhong, seeing that the Grand Master's figure had disappeared and Shangguan Yishan had also taken his leave and returned to Tongguan, glanced at everyone and then said to "Thunder Hand" Wen Tailai, "Fourth Brother! Should we all follow the main road to search for them on our westward journey, or should we split up to search?"

"Let's go together! The 'Three Demons of Guandong' are in a hurry to find Miss Huo, so they will definitely go faster along the main road."

"No! Their prison break in Mengjin has already alarmed the government, and by now, wanted posters are probably posted at all the checkpoints, so they may also take a shortcut to leave the pass. I think we might as well split into three groups and advance in a flanking maneuver, then we will be absolutely sure of success!"

"Hmph! You already have a plan in mind, so why bother asking Fourth Brother?" Zhou Qi pouted and suddenly teased her husband.

"This...this...I'm just showing respect to Fourth Brother! You..." Xu Tianhong said awkwardly, knowing his wife was unhappy because he had neglected her during this period.

Wen Tailai watched the young couple bickering with amusement, smiled, and said, "It's nothing! Tenth Brother is always resourceful. There's no need for so much formality among brothers. Just make the arrangements!"

"We six will split into three groups. Fourth Brother and Fourth Sister-in-law will take the middle road, my wife and I will go to the left, and Fourteenth Brother and..."

"I'll take Xinyan instead! His skills are a bit weaker, so taking the main road will be less risky." Before Xu Tianhong could finish speaking, Luo Bing suddenly interrupted.

"Bing-mei! You..." Wen Tailai didn't understand why his wife had made such an arrangement and sighed sadly.

At this moment, Zhang Jin interjected, "Fourth Brother must be worried about Fourth Sister-in-law and Xin Yan's safety. Fourth Brother's skills are unparalleled; he can go wherever he wants on his own and doesn't need me, the hunchback, to accompany him. I think this is better: we should split into three groups, and I will act as a guerrilla fighter, moving back and forth between the three groups to provide support. This way, everyone will be able to keep up with the news. Tenth Brother, what do you think?"

Xu Tianhong also thought this was a good idea and nodded in agreement. Wen Tailai even gave him a grateful glance. Only the two heroines, Luo Bing and Zhou Qi, felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing this, vaguely guessing that he had ill intentions.

Just as everyone was feeling uneasy, Xu Tianhong took out five small rockets from his pocket and distributed them to everyone, saying, "These are rockets I got from Boss Shangguan. They're the famous 'Thousand-Mile Teleportation' rockets of the Dragon Gate Gang. They can be seen within a ten-mile radius during the day and up to twenty miles at night. Take them with you and use them in an emergency. Don't forget to leave your gang's mark wherever you go. Regardless of the outcome, meet at the 'Peaceful Inn' at 'Jiayu Pass' in a month."

After discussing some details, Xu Tianhong left with Zhou Qi. Then, Zhang Jin flew away with a joyful whistle. Wen Tailai glanced affectionately at his wife, gave Xin Yan a "take good care of her" signal, and then turned and strode away. At this moment, Luo Bing was deep in thought, her head bowed. No one knew what she was thinking.

Seeing everyone disappear from sight, Xin Yan finally couldn't contain his joy. With a strange cry, he jumped high into the air, did several somersaults on the ground, and looked at Luo Bing with a silly grin, saying, "Sister, I'm so happy! So happy! I can finally be with you!"

His shout interrupted Luo Bing's thoughts. She looked at the scene with affection, then gave Xin Yan a charming sidelong glance, and suddenly flicked him on the head, saying, "What mischief are you up to, you little devil? What's there to be happy about! You better behave on the way! Otherwise, I'll see if I talk to you anymore! Sigh! You don't understand… Oh well! I guess I'll just have to take it one step at a time!"

After speaking, she glanced worriedly in the direction Zhang Jin had left, then took Xin Yan's hand, who was making a face, and headed towards the setting sun along the official road.

The siblings chatted and laughed along the way, keeping themselves from being lonely. At first, Luo Bing seemed a little absent-minded and preoccupied, but under Xin Yan's teasing and witty banter, she gradually opened up.

Xin Yan had grown up with Chen Jialuo since childhood, inevitably acquiring some scholarly air and a touch of pedantry. He was usually disciplined and restrained, not daring to be unrestrained, but he was still a young boy at heart. Now, with the gentle and refined Luo Bing indulging him, he was like a lark released from its cage, chirping and chattering: spouting strange phrases, reciting nonsensical poems, and talking nonsense, constantly eliciting Luo Bing's giggles.

To say that Xin Yan harbored no erotic thoughts would be a lie. Ever since his first sexual encounter with Luo Bing in the woods, the allure of the female body had left a deep impression on him. Then, the cleansing and purification by her bedside allowed him to appreciate the beauty of a mature woman's body up close—it was so exciting! Because of this, he secretly began to masturbate, and his young body underwent rapid changes within just a few months.

Countless nights, in his dreams and fantasies, he repeatedly and wantonly violated Luo Bing's body, calling out her name. He longed to once again place his now-adult-like penis into Luo Bing's warm vagina. However, Luo Bing's motherly and sisterly care gradually concealed Xin Yan's lust beneath a deep affection and attachment to her, a feeling he had lost his father at a young age. Being able to spend time alone with Luo Bing was his greatest satisfaction.

For several days, all was calm and nothing happened. Luo Bing began to secretly blame herself for being paranoid.

That day, they arrived at an unknown town late in the night. After a hasty dinner at the inn, Luo Bing instructed Xin Yan to fetch a large tub of hot water from the kitchen. She wanted to take a proper bath, as she had been preoccupied with the memory of Zhang Jin's spying and forced rape on Tianmu Mountain, which had plunged her into an abyss of lust from which there was no return (see the first part of *The Book and the Sword: The Lewd Tale of Luo Bing* for details). She knew her sworn brother's ruthless and lewd nature all too well, and fearing a repeat of the past, she had been hastily wiping herself down before going to sleep fully clothed for the past few days. For the ever-clean-minded Luo Bing, this was unbearable. Now, seeing that nothing had happened, her guard had lowered, and she felt itchy all over. Therefore, she decided to thoroughly clean herself.

She instructed Xin Yan to keep a close watch outside the door and prevent outsiders from approaching. The inn was dilapidated, riddled with holes and cracks. Seeing the light in Xin Yan's eyes, Luo Bing's cheeks flushed instantly. She said with a hint of shyness, "Brother Yan! You..."

"Don't worry! Sister, I'll keep a close watch outside! I won't peek! Amitabha! 'Do not look at what is improper, form is emptiness'!" Xin Yan bowed with one hand and suddenly uttered a Buddhist chant, his face serene.

Luo Bing couldn't help but chuckle, giving him a light push on the back of the head, saying, "Empty your head! Get out! Little monk! How can I 'empty' my body if you don't leave!" After saying that, she suddenly hugged Xin Yan tightly to her chest, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, pushed him out the door, and closed it.

The kiss left Xin Yan dizzy and dazed, unable to recover for a long time. He sat on the steps outside the corridor, his back to the door. After a while, he heard the faint sounds of splashing water and slapping flesh against flesh coming from inside. The sounds were so vivid that they stirred his imagination. He quickly muttered a string of random phrases like "Confucius said... Buddha said..." but the images of beautiful women emerging from the bath in his mind—"pink, snowy thighs entwined in a secluded path, breasts and buttocks rising and falling in the clear water"—kept haunting him. His hand involuntarily gripped his swollen penis and began to stroke it vigorously...

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen, growing increasingly intense...

"Damn it! It must be that pork hock from last night. I could tell it tasted wrong when I ate it. Damn it! Using spoiled food to poison me... Ouch! I can't hold it in anymore!"

Xin Yan's lustful thoughts vanished at this moment, but he dared not leave. He clutched his lower abdomen and clenched his legs, trying his best to endure it. But this "unbearable matter" wasn't something one could easily endure. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he glanced around—it was quiet, with only the faint sound of snoring coming from a few guest rooms. He looked back at the door, then with a "whoosh," clutching his lower abdomen and protecting his buttocks, he dashed towards the outhouse outside the back wall.

Almost simultaneously, a creaking sound rang out, and the door of a guest room not far away opened, revealing a burly figure staggering out.

Luo Bing stood in a large bathtub, intently and eagerly scrubbing her smooth, jade-like body with a bath sponge. She scooped water from the tub every now and then to wash away the grime. She wanted to get clean quickly so she could soak in the tub properly. At this moment, she felt reassured; with Xin Yan guarding her outside, she felt no need to worry about anything. Strangely, she wasn't afraid of Xin Yan spying on her at all, as if it would be perfectly acceptable for him to see. Luo Bing felt an inexplicable tenderness and trust for this brother, perhaps it was Xin Yan's genuine nature! Luo Bing found the kindness of humanity in him.

Setting down the water ladle, Luo Bing let out a soft sigh of relief. She raised her jade-like arm to gather her loose hair behind her ear, then lifted one foot to step into the tub. Suddenly, the door opened, and without turning her head, Luo Bing laughed and scolded, "You naughty boy! Who let you in? Get out! Get out! Or I'll get angry!"

"Heh! Heh! Little sister, since your little brother isn't here, how about I, your older brother, join you for a water play?"

"Oh dear! You…who are you? How did you get in? Where's my brother? What have you done to him? Stop! Get out! You…"

Hearing the strange voice, Luo Bing turned around and saw a burly man with a thick beard and a face as dark as the bottom of a pot stepping into the room. Startled, she cried out and immediately shrank back into the tub, her heart pounding wildly. There was no sound outside, and Xin Yan was nowhere to be seen. She didn't know who the man was, and in her shock and anger, she quickly composed herself, silently considering a plan.

This man was none other than Gu Jinbiao, the second of the "Three Demons of Guandong." He and his two brothers had been thoroughly harassed by Li Yuanzhi in Mengjin City, and had suffered countless taunts along the way, yet they had no outlet for their anger. They dared not stay at inns at night, instead seeking lodging in old temples and farmhouses. That day, they encountered several groups of merchants returning from the front, who informed them that the government had posted arrest warrants. They decided to bypass the main road, but it was already late, and the place was remote, so they risked seeking lodging, but dared not attract attention. After eating, they went to bed early.

Gu Jinbiao, the second demon, was a notorious bandit from beyond the Great Wall, usually surrounded by women. Having entered the pass to investigate his brother's death, he hadn't had his fill of pleasure for several days. Once in bed, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, feeling a burning desire in his lower abdomen. Later, he drifted off to sleep, dreaming of his beloved concubine, naked, her legs spread wide, her hairy vulva swaying before him. Clear, lustful fluid oozed from her opening. He longed to pull her close and fuck her wildly, but it was like grasping at an empty illusion, each time ending in disappointment. His penis throbbed with pain, feeling as if it were about to burst. In a fit of anger and frustration, he woke up, realizing he was urinating uncomfortably. He touched his hard penis, got out of bed, and headed for the outhouse.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw light coming from the room ahead, intermittently accompanied by the sound of running water. He paid no attention at first, only glancing casually through a crack as he passed by. Instantly, as if bewitched, he froze, pressing his eyes against the opening. A long-haired woman stood naked in a round wooden tub, intently washing her body. With each movement, her full breasts stood proudly erect; as she bent over, her round buttocks revealed glimpses of her alluring figure; as she turned, her plump, white breasts rippled, her voluptuous curves appearing as if meticulously sculpted.

Gu Jinbiao had never seen such a captivating body in his life, and his eyes burned with lust, unable to control himself. When Luo Bing stepped into the tub, her snow-white buttocks parted wide, her pale brown labia parted to reveal a sliver of crimson, and her dark pubic hair still dripped with moisture. In this state, Gu Jinbiao no longer considered the consequences and pushed open the door, entering the tub.

Luo Bing huddled in the wooden tub, her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, tears welling in her eyes. But she was completely naked, and no matter how skilled she was, she was helpless. She could only use her arms to cover her breasts tightly, her body arched like a shrimp, nervously watching the man approach step by step.

Gu Jinbiao strode towards the wooden tub and saw a patch of snow-white pectoral muscle pressed into a deep cleavage beneath the rippling water, displaying unparalleled allure. The woman's face was also exceptionally beautiful and captivating. He could no longer resist and hastily began to undress. Seeing that Luo Bing had stopped screaming, he mistakenly assumed she was the harlot who had come out for an affair, and he was overjoyed, eager to feast and thoroughly ravage her, releasing his pent-up lust.

"Oh no! This lecherous scoundrel is already undressing, what should we do?..."

"Xinyan! Where's Yandi? Where did he go? Did something happen to him?... Oh dear! This is so worrying!"

"Ah! That's it! Let him catch us off guard and slap him... No! No! Then he'll see my whole body! How shameful!..."

"Oh no! He's naked! He's about to come in!... Never mind! Let him see! It's better than having my body defiled by his filthy hands!"

"Damn it! You lecherous scoundrel, prepare to die!"

Countless thoughts flashed through Luo Bing's mind in a flash. Seeing that Gu Jinbiao was already naked, with a lewd smile on his face, about to step into the tub, she let out a sharp cry, splashed water with both hands, and pushed off the bottom of the tub to leap out of the water. Her jade legs, like scissors, crossed and kicked towards Gu Jinbiao's head...

Gu Jinbiao was experienced after all. He knew something was wrong when the water splashed up. He immediately leaned back to avoid Luo Bing's leg strike. His eyes were right on Luo Bing's wonderfully opening peach blossom flesh. At the same time, his right hand used the "Immortal Ape Climbing Peach" move to strike Luo Bing's groin. His feet moved behind Luo Bing without stopping, and his left hand used the "Jade Belt Around the Waist" move to hook Luo Bing's chest.

At this moment, Luo Bing's attack missed. Hearing the wind behind her, she instinctively executed a "spinning kick," her snow-white legs spreading wide in the fragrant breeze, revealing every detail and exquisite beauty. Gu Jinbiao was captivated, his penis becoming even harder.

With a "smack," their elbows collided, neither gaining the upper hand. After each taking a step back, they stood facing each other intently.

Luo Bing inwardly groaned. She was completely naked and dared not make a sound. Facing a wolfish stranger, his eyes greedily roamed over her naked body, while his penis, like a monstrous python raising its head, with bulging veins and a swollen, oily glans, trembled and nodded defiantly at her. Luo Bing felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her left hand tightly gripping her right breast, her arm stretched across her chest. But how could she conceal the white light emanating from her full, snow-white breast, making it even more alluring?

She hissed, "You villain! Get out of here! Don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Gu Jinbiao could tell that Luo Bing was too afraid to

speak up. Hearing this, he thrust his penis forward and chuckled, "Oh! Little sister! I'm so scared! But my brother wants to get intimate with you before he leaves, and you..." "Shameless!" Before he could finish speaking, Luo Bing slapped him and rushed towards the bedside, trying to grab her clothes to cover herself.

Gu Jinbiao had already seen through her intentions. He dodged to the side and kicked Luo Bing in the back as she rushed forward. His foot touched Luo Bing's plump buttocks, soft, smooth, and incredibly elastic. He couldn't help but let out a strange cry of excitement and pounced on Luo Bing, who was already lying on the bed. Just then, Luo Bing rolled over, forgetting to grab her clothes, and swung her left elbow down, only to be struck by Gu Jinbiao's palm, sending her tumbling off the bed. Before she could even get up, Gu Jinbiao's massive body pressed down on her from behind like a collapsing mountain. Her two full breasts were gripped tightly by a pair of large hands, and she felt a burning hot rod pressing against the entrance of her vagina between her buttocks.

Luo Bing felt a wave of dizziness wash over her, almost fainting, and she sighed sadly, "It's over! I'm going to be raped again!"

Just then, a figure, accompanied by the wind of a stick, struck Gu Jinbiao on the back with a "smack," making him cry out. Luo Bing, who had been released from the bed, jumped up and turned to fight the newcomer.

The person who came to her rescue was Xin Yan, who had just returned from the toilet. He hadn't expected that his beloved sister would be violated so soon after he left. Regret and self-blame drove him mad, and he rushed forward recklessly, fighting desperately. However, the difference in their strength was too great, and he was now in grave danger.

Upon seeing Xin Yan appear, Luo Bing's pent-up grievances and resentments erupted, tears streaming down her face. She collapsed to the ground, and seeing Xin Yan in danger, she instinctively lunged at her, completely forgetting she was still naked.

However, even the two of them combined were no match for the thick-skinned Gu Jinbiao. In a moment of carelessness, Luo Bing was kicked hard in the left groin and fell to the ground. When Xin Yan rushed to her aid, she was struck in the chest with an elbow and knocked unconscious. Gu Jinbiao stared wide-eyed, his eyes bloodshot, at Luo Bing's exquisite, voluptuous body on the ground. Her breasts trembled, and the dark opening between her thighs was faintly visible. His lust flared instantly, burning him with an intense heat. He roared and lunged at the fallen Luo Bing again…

At this critical moment, a figure flashed outside the door, and a voice cried out, "Shameless beast! Prepare to die!"

Before the figure even arrived, a sharp palm strike had already struck Gu Jinbiao's chest. Simultaneously, the figure appeared—it was none other than Zhang Jin, the tenth leader of the "Red Flower Society," nicknamed "The Hunchback."

He arrived at the perfect time, and within a few moves, Gu Jinbiao was screaming in pain. Zhang Jin, meanwhile, leisurely stole glances at his sworn sister-in-law's alluring body. Luo Bing had already struggled to her feet and rushed to wake Xin Yan. When she noticed Zhang Jin's inappropriate gaze, she glared at him hatefully before quickly putting on her clothes.

Zhang Jin reluctantly withdrew his gaze. He had long considered Luo Bing his own, how could he tolerate an outsider interfering?

Now, he unleashed his full power, each move a deadly strike, intent on killing Gu Jinbiao. The entire inn was alarmed. Before the other two of the "Three Demons of Guandong" could arrive to help, Gu Jinbiao could no longer hold on. He kicked a stool at Zhang Jin with all his might, then, disregarding his nakedness, shouted, "Boss! Fourth Brother! Come quick! Help!" and fled out the door, jumping onto the roof and running away in panic.

Zhang Jin wouldn't let him escape, leaving behind the words, "Wait for me to come back!" and giving chase. Teng Yilei, Hahetai, and the other two demons followed behind. The room returned to calm immediately. The other guests in the rooms, knowing it was a fight between martial arts figures, kept their doors tightly shut, not daring to interfere.

Xin Yan, like a child who had done something wrong, stood timidly in the corner, head down, not daring to look at Luo Bing. Luo Bing, her face still flushed, sat blankly on the edge of the bed for a long while before finally snapping out of a daze and calling out repeatedly, "Xin Yan! Quick! Quick! Pack your luggage! Let's go!" "

Huh? Sister! Didn't Tenth Master tell us to wait for him?"

"His return will only make things worse! Sigh! You..."

"Ah... I understand! You're afraid Tenth Master will do this to you..."

"You brat! You still dare to talk! Let's go!" Luo Bing gave Xin Yan a playful glare and led the way out.

The siblings strayed from the main road and walked in the dark for a while. Luo Bing felt a throbbing pain in her left hip, and her gait became unsteady. Xin Yan, seeing this, couldn't bear it and rushed forward to support her arm, saying, "Sister! Take a rest! You seem to be in a lot of pain. Why don't we find a place to apply some medicine first?"

Luo Bing looked around. In the dim moonlight, everything was pitch black. Apart from the faintly visible dirt road in front of her, she could see nothing at all. She sighed dejectedly and said, "There's no village or shop in sight. Where can we find a place to rest?"

"Don't worry! Sister, there are plenty of thatched huts and wooden cabins on the mountain for hunters or people working in the mountains to rest. I'll go look around. You sit on that rock for now, I'll be right back!" Without waiting for Luo Bing's reply, he disappeared into the low grass by the roadside.

Before long, he came bounding back excitedly, grinning at Luo Bing, "Sister! I guessed right! There's a thatched hut on the hillside not far ahead. Let me help you over!"

This little hut seemed to be a place where people stored firewood. Rows of chopped wood were neatly stacked in one corner, and on the other side were bundles of dry thatch. The wooden windows on both sides were nailed firmly, and it was incredibly warm once the door was closed. What was rare was that there was an oil lamp on the wooden table by the window.

The siblings breathed a long sigh of relief. Xin Yan took out a flint and lit the lamp, then untied several bundles of straw and spread them on the ground. He lay down comfortably on them and called to Luo Bing, who was still standing by the door in a daze, "Sister! Come here! It's so comfortable!"

Luo Bing hesitated for a moment but still came over and lay down like Xin Yan. It was indeed soft and comfortable, making her not want to get up.

After a while, Xin Yan said, "Sister! Let me take a look at your injury! Where exactly are you hurt?"

Luo Bing's face flushed instantly. She thought for a moment, "Is there any part of my body that he hasn't seen or touched?" Relieved, she silently took off her skirt and pants, rolled over, and gently touched the injured area between her legs, whispering, "Right here. It's burning hot now, and it's sore and painful!"

Xin Yan knelt beside Luo Bing's thighs, looking at her high, round buttocks and fair thighs, feeling his heart beat faster and faster. He lowered his head and examined it carefully, finding the injury on the groin below the left buttock, already swollen and slightly bluish. His eyes swept upwards, catching sight of the tightly closed vulva, with a few stubborn pubic hairs peeking out from the cleft of her buttocks. The faint smell of sweat and the fishy, pungent odor intermittently stimulated his nostrils. Unable to contain his excitement, he suddenly blurted out, "It's too dark! I can't see clearly. Sister, I'll get the lamp!"

When he returned, he slightly parted Luo Bing's legs, then knelt between them, picked up the oil lamp, and stared intently—the pale brown vulva had opened a thin slit, revealing the alluring pink flesh inside, slightly damp, glistening in the lamplight. Xin Yan moved the lamp aside, took out some liniment from her pocket, poured some into her palm, rubbed it between her hands, and then gently massaged the injured area...

Luo Bing silently buried her face in her elbow, her lower body spread apart in this shameful position, making her cheeks burn. Xin Yan's light and heavy rubbing created waves of soreness, pain, and numbness in the affected area, causing her to involuntarily twist her legs; her delicate skin rubbed back and forth on the straw, gradually arousing... The carnal desire was even more intense—the jagged, upright tendrils of her pubic hair constantly pricked her moist lips and sensitive nipples, causing her body to tremble slightly with excitement. A fire seemed to ignite in her lower abdomen, and waves of pleasure and heat began to spread throughout her body. Her dormant uterus also sent out hungry signals, and gradually, spring nectar flowed from her vulva, wetting her pubic hair and stirring her heart…

Suddenly, she noticed a change in Xin Yan's hands and couldn't help but raise her head, letting out a soft "Eh." It turned out that while Xin Yan was massaging the injury with his left hand, his right palm, which had been lightly placed on Luo Bing's right buttock, had been fixed on her vulva. At some point, his right palm had also begun to caress the smooth, fleshy, and elastic buttocks. Later, he noticed the labia opening and closing, the red glow appearing and disappearing intermittently. He became completely captivated, grasping each buttock with his hands, kneading, squeezing, pushing, and pressing. When he saw the vaginal fluid flowing from the opening, forming threads at the entrance, he was already overwhelmed with desire. Just as he was about to recklessly pull out his erect penis and thrust it into that alluring orifice, he heard Luo Bing's surprised and doubtful voice.

This soft moan, like a morning bell, jolted Xin Yan awake from his lustful reverie. He cursed himself inwardly for being "despicable and shameless," having almost offended his beloved sister. He gently patted Luo Bing's thigh and said in a trembling voice, "Sister, that's enough. Put your clothes on and get some rest! I... I need to use the restroom." Without waiting for Luo Bing's reply, he jumped up, opened the door, and rushed out. He didn't hear the slight sigh Luo Bing uttered behind him.

Chapter Sixteen of "The Erotic Queen Luo Bing":

The cold mountain wind of the night did not extinguish the burning lust within Xin Yan. He rushed to the back of the hut, impatiently pulling out his rock-hard penis. Leaning against the wall behind him, he gripped his member tightly and began to masturbate rapidly. Head tilted back, eyes closed, he tried to recall Luo Bing's alluring vulva, moaning softly, "Oh! Sister, squeeze tight! Squeeze tighter... Do you feel good?... Am I... fucking you... good?... I want to fuck you every... every day... Oh! Sister... good sister... sister... oh..."

At the crucial moment, Luo Bing suddenly let out a soft sigh beside him, saying gently, "Silly boy! Why hide here alone... do it... go inside! Be careful not to get cold!" With that, she reached out and pulled the embarrassed Xin Yan back into the hut, locking the door behind her.

After pulling Xin Yan forward a few steps, Luo Bing turned to face him and took his hands in hers. Her eyes were filled with affection as she gazed at the boy, who was now as tall as her. He was looking down, not daring to meet her gaze, and a shy blush appeared on his handsome face. She released his hands and gently cupped his cheeks, asking softly, "Yan-di, you want me! Don't you?... Sigh! Do you think I don't know how sad you are? But... I don't want to hurt you! This... Sigh! How can I explain this to you?"

After speaking, she slowly leaned her body against him and gently embraced Xin Yan's head. At the same time, she immediately felt the man's hot, firm erection and powerful pulse on her lower abdomen, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

After letting out a sigh, she took two steps back and removed all her clothes, standing naked before Xin Yan, saying, "Silly brother! What are you still standing there for? I... Ouch! It hurts!" Before she could finish speaking, Xin Yan had already tackled her to the straw mat, and a sharp pain shot through her left nipple.

When Xin Yan was embraced by Luo Bing, the last vestiges of guilt and reason he had mustered were shattered by her warm, soft body. So when Luo Bing exposed her alluring body, everything else vanished in his eyes in an instant, leaving only a mature female body, delicate and fragrant with milk. Primal desire erupted like a volcano, and he pounced heavily on her, biting down on the breasts he had longed for. He was so excited, so forceful, and his hands were busy, roaming and caressing her smooth skin. His lower body thrust wildly and erratically, and he pleaded incoherently, "Sister, hurry! Help me take it off! I can't take it anymore! I'm going to die!" In fact, Luo Bing was also

already overflowing with lust. Her caresses were nothing short of seductive teasing, igniting the carnal desires that had been sealed away for the past few days. If Xin Yan hadn't run away at the last minute, perhaps the siblings would have already consummated their relationship.

In that brief blank moment, she thought of many things: her husband Wen Tailai's betrayal brought her relief, giving her a reason to forgive her own betrayal; but Yu Yutong's tearing off of his robe made her feel it was a mockery of her licentiousness; and her tenth brother Zhang Jin's greed and lust, like maggots clinging to her bones, filled her with fear, helplessness, and a sense of unease; she also thought of Liao Qinghai, whom she hadn't heard from in a long time. She truly hoped that the two of them could now join hands and leave behind this vexing grudge, cultivating together, thus freeing themselves from the troubles of morality, etiquette, chastity, and promiscuity.

However, of all, Xin Yan was the most innocent. He was so kind, so considerate, so innocent like a lovable little brother. How could she bear to drag him into the vortex of lust as well? Yet, could her own unyielding, sensitive body resist the curiosity of a young man towards a woman's body? Just like this previous healing session, hadn't it toyed with both of them to the point of losing control?

Then, the howling mountain wind outside reminded her that she had to find the runaway boy, and the image of Xin Yan's excited masturbation at that time also made Luo Bing make a decision; now, hearing Xin Yan's anxious shouts and seeing his lustful appearance, she reached out to unzip his pants while softly saying, "Silly boy! Sister won't run away, don't be so excited! Take it slow!... Ouch! Hmm... Hmm... Huh? You..."

Driven by lust, Xin Yan couldn't wait to poke around Luo Bing's vulva before his pants were even completely off, causing Luo Bing's labia to... The pain subsided, and he quickly and quietly parted the labia with his hands, gently pulling the penis towards the entrance. His buttocks arched upwards, and with a "whoosh," the erect penis was fully inserted. The tight, warm, and slippery vaginal walls gripped the swollen shaft tightly, and hot, sticky vaginal fluid sprayed onto the sensitive glans. As soon as it was inserted, Xin Yan's pent-up, ready-to-release semen burst out with a "plop, plop." He trembled and bit down on one nipple, while his other hand gripped the other breast tightly. He lay panting on Luo Bingfeng's full, firm breasts.

Luo Bing gently stroked Xin Yan's back, but her own vulva involuntarily began to slowly contract, its clitoris opening and closing rhythmically, making her feel uneasy. Just as she was about to pat Xin Yan to get him off, the slightly softened penis buried deep inside her vagina gradually swelled again, radiating a harder and hotter sensation than before. This stimulated her already restless and overflowing vulva, causing it to writhe in welcome. So she changed from patting to grabbing, spreading Xin Yan's buttocks and thrusting into his vagina again and again, her plump buttocks swaying as she said coquettishly, "You naughty boy! You're already craving something again? Hmm...hmm...don't...hurry, harder!...Ouch! Good brother...you...insert..." "That's it... right there... Oh... Oh... Gently! Hmm... Hmm... Ah! Slower! Hold it in! Hold it in! Take a deep breath! ... Sigh..."

Xin Yan was still a novice, only knowing to thrust his penis wildly into her tender hole. Although he had just ejaculated, Luo Bing's body was too alluring. Her lewd moans were melodious and seductive, and her wanton expression made people's hearts flutter. Especially since she had been lewdly trained by a master of bed sex some time ago, she could no longer be satisfied by ordinary intercourse. Her almost crazy desire was expressed in the wantonness of the sexual intercourse. So, with her wild thrusting and swaying, it didn't take long for Xin Yan to give in again, and his hot semen filled his spring hole once more.

After the climax, the siblings embraced quietly. Luo Bing grabbed a piece of clothing and draped it over Xin Yan's back. The desire and lust within her body had not diminished despite the two acts of intercourse; instead, they burned even brighter. At the same time, she could not control the endless writhing and sucking of her own vaginal bud. She knew that she had lost the needs of a normal woman. Unless she mastered the skills of the "Locking Yin Technique," her desires would become as insatiable as those of a wanton woman. But where was Liao Qinghai now? She couldn't help but sigh deeply in her heart. Just then, she heard Xin Yan whisper, "Sister, I'm sorry! I..."

"Brother Yan, don't say it! I don't blame you. I just don't want to hurt you! I... sigh!" In the end, Luo Bing dared not reveal the secret of "sexual cultivation," which was a major taboo at the time.

"Sister, I'm sorry! I...I was too impulsive! You love me so much, and you're often bullied. I shouldn't have treated you like the Tenth Master did. My young master always says, 'A gentleman doesn't deceive in secret,' but just now...I...I really couldn't control myself!"

"Silly girl! That's not what I meant. Love between a man and a woman is wonderful and comfortable when done with someone you like. It's just that you've done so many things that are against the law. I...I'm already an impure woman. I can't hurt you anymore..."

"No! Sister, you'll always be like a saint in my heart. I want to follow you forever!"

Xin Yan said, his hands starting to wander restlessly over Luo Bing's body. Luo Bing closed her eyes and let him do as he pleased. At this moment, she was silently feeling the fullness of "true yang returning to yin," absentmindedly replying, "You little rascal! Is this how you treat a 'saint'?"

"Hehe! I...Ah! Right! Sister, you said...you said that doing that is a very comfortable thing? Oh dear! I'm so stupid! I always thought..."

"Thought what?"

“I thought it must have been very painful and difficult for you when you were being pressed down so heavily and being poked so hard… Ha! I understand! I understand! No wonder you were shouting, ‘Oh! Oh… harder! Harder! Faster!…’ No wonder that time in the woods, you… Ouch!”

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Bing pinched his thigh hard and pushed him away, sitting up to get dressed.

Looking at his sworn sister, even in the dim light, she was still as beautiful as a flower. Her two full breasts swayed gracefully, her waist was slender, her hips were plump, and her skin was fair. He couldn't help but feel an irresistible urge to touch her wantonly. So his penis, which had just gone limp, became hard again. He straightened up and grabbed Luo Bing's breasts, which were not yet buttoned, from behind. He gently kneaded and twisted her nipples for a while, while his mouth kept rubbing behind her ear. He pleaded in a pitiful voice, "Good sister, do it again! Let's feel good together. Okay?"

Luo Bing felt an unbearable tingling from his warm breath, and waves of pleasure came from her nipples. Her desire was immediately aroused again. She reached behind her to check Xin Yan's crotch and found that it was indeed hot, thick, and incredibly firm. She couldn't help but think to herself, "Yan Di has really grown up! It will probably be hard to refuse him in the future, but wouldn't such insatiable demands harm him? Hmm, no! I have to explain the pros and cons to him. Oh! Right, why not take this opportunity to teach him a thing or two!"

So she turned around and said seriously to Xin Yan, "Yan Di, it's not that your sister doesn't agree, but as the saying goes, 'Lust is a steel knife that cuts to the bone.' You are at the peak of your youth, and it's normal to want to release your pent-up energy. But if you don't know how to control yourself or how to do it properly, you can easily ruin your health and spirit. Since ancient times, the harmony of yin and yang has been about..."

In this way, Luo Bing patiently explained the bedroom techniques that Liao Qinghai had taught Xin Yan: Since it is a matter of the bedroom, how can one avoid touching the genitals and breasts, or using obscene language? Xin Yan, at that restless age, initially focused on his studies, but gradually his eyes were fixed on Luo Bing's fair skin and exquisite features. He felt increasingly hot, as if a fireball was rolling in his lower abdomen. When he looked up and saw Luo Bing's parted lips, their color like cinnabar, full and alluring, he couldn't help but recall the beauty of her sucking his penis and licking his scrotum in the woods that day. How could he resist? He tightly embraced Luo Bing's delicate body, rubbing his erect penis against her body, and said with a grin, "Sister, I know everything you said! But how will I know if it works if we don't do it? You said we need some 'foreplay' before intercourse, so! Good sister, why don't you give me a blowjob first! Look! It's almost bursting open!"

Luo Bing herself was also flushed and drooling. Upon hearing this, she glanced at him with alluring eyes, then pushed him down onto the straw mat. She turned her delicate body to one side and lay down on Xin Yan's stomach. She saw that his lower body had become overgrown with weeds after not seeing him for several months, and his stiff penis was pressed tightly against his lower abdomen, as thick as an adult's. Her heart fluttered, and she thought to herself, "I didn't expect this little devil to be so 'small in stature but big in body'!" At the same time, she parted her red lips and curled her fragrant tongue slightly. Ignoring the undried semen and vaginal fluid still remaining on the penis, she sucked and licked the glans and the meatus. With one hand, she stroked the penis and played with the two testicles in the scrotum. Xin Yan was so comfortable that he kept moaning "Oh oh," and his legs were bent and stretched out, not knowing how to position himself.

After a while, Xin Yan became a little impatient. He slightly raised his upper body, placed his hands on Luo Bing's waist and hips, and with a little force, lifted her entire body onto himself. Looking at his sworn sister's plump, white buttocks swaying in front of him, and the dark, hairy area between her smooth thighs, he couldn't help but feel a slight stirring in his heart. He spread his hands forward and widened her labia, revealing a pink, clear vulva filled with glistening, transparent vaginal fluid, like freshly picked spring honey, making his mouth water. Without thinking, he kissed that enchanting cave, imagining that these were Luo Bing's cherry lips, and kissed them with infinite intoxication, making soft "chu chu" sounds.

This was as if striking Luo Bing's Achilles' heel. Every time the nimble tongue brushed against her sensitive clitoris, she couldn't help but tremble all over, having to spit out the penis in her mouth, exhaling long breaths, and making deep "hmm" and "eh" sounds from her throat. While Xin Yan was greedily sucking the endless stream of lustful fluids, Luo Bing felt as if her clitoris was about to fly away, causing her heart, liver, and lungs to tremble with pleasurable pleasure. She had to tightly grip the penis in her hand, loudly moaning "oh" and "ah" to release that pleasure.

However, for both of them, this stimulation was intermittent, always leaving them with a feeling of "reaching the throat but not the lungs." At this moment, their lust reached its peak, to the point where they "couldn't be satisfied without ejaculation," and almost simultaneously stopped what they were doing with their mouths.

Luo Bing shifted her body forward, lifted her plump buttocks, and sat down forcefully with her honeyed orifice facing the glans. The hard penis was completely inserted to the root. Immediately afterward, she began to move up and down, her long black hair swaying, her snow-white breasts bouncing, and she let out soft moans and groans, just like a mother wolf in heat.

Just as Xin Yan was about to flip over and pin his sworn sister down for a wild fuck, Luo Bing beat him to it. Xin Yan could only passively thrust his hips forward to cooperate, allowing his penis to penetrate deeper into her tender hole. After a few thrusts, feeling it wasn't enough stimulation, he took advantage of an upward thrust to lunge forward, knocking Luo Bing flat on the ground. Simultaneously, he grabbed Luo Bing's slender waist, raised his still-hot, menacing penis—which had slid out of her vagina—and aimed it

at her now-reddened cunt, plunging it in with force. This position inevitably touched Luo Bing's injured groin. The powerful impact caused constant pain in the wound, diverting the pleasure from their intercourse. Unconsciously, Luo Bing spread her legs wider and wider, her plump buttocks rising higher and higher to reduce the chance of the wound being hit.

This allowed Xin Yan's penis to penetrate deeper and more directly into Luo Bing's clitoris, causing her uterus to ache and tingle, and her juices to flow incessantly. She cried out, "Ah... dear brother! Again!... Hmm! That's it! Ah... Oh! Oh!... Hmm! Good brother! Harder! Like I just taught you... fuck me... Oh... fuck... my... cunt raw!... Ah..." A series of wanton cries escaped her lips.

Pleasure surged from the depths of her vagina, her tender flesh convulsing and squeezing. Finally, after a long spasm, her cervix opened wide, and a torrent of vaginal fluid gushed out. At this moment, Xin Yan also roared, and with a shudder, he ejaculated another thick stream of semen into the depths of Luo Bing's thirsty cunt. The siblings simultaneously reached the peak of lust.

The satisfying release swept away Luo Bing's recent gloom. She felt joyful, energetic, and wide awake, as if still immersed in the post-coital excitement. The boy beside her was already snoring evenly. She quietly removed his hand from her breasts, got up, put on a robe, found her water pouch, and took a large gulp, finding it incredibly sweet and refreshing. Then she poured some water onto a towel, wiped her genitals briefly, and returned to Xin Yan's side. There, her once ugly and fierce penis lay limp in her pubic hair, covered in filth, like a child returning from play, his face covered in dirt, fast asleep—utterly adorable!

Like a loving mother, Luo Bing carefully and gently wiped it clean, and then affectionately kissed it. Afterwards, she carefully helped Xin Yan put on his trousers, and then covered him with several thick clothes. After doing all this, she heard a loud rooster crowing not far away; most of the night had already passed.

Luo Bing opened the door and strolled out. The sky was already slightly bright, and the cold mountain wind made her shiver. She tightened her collar and began to look around: the small house was built on the top of a hillside that was only half an acre in size. A short distance to the right of the door was a path leading down the mountain, and about an arrow's length down were two thatched huts, one of which was emitting wisps of smoke. Luo Bing couldn't help but chuckle to herself, thinking, "Could it be fate? If I had discovered this family earlier last night, perhaps my lewd affair with Xin Yan wouldn't have happened. Is everything predetermined?" Just

as she was pondering this, she saw the door open, and a woman in blue cloth walked up with difficulty.

"Good morning, sister-in-law!" Luo Bing greeted her as she drew closer.

"Oh dear! Good morning... good morning... who... who are you?"

The woman was quite surprised to see someone in this desolate mountain area so early in the morning. She was startled, but after recognizing Luo Bing as a beautiful woman, she felt reassured and continued walking. When the woman looked up, Luo Bing noticed that she was quite young, with a healthy rosy complexion, large almond-shaped eyes, and a protruding belly under her cotton-padded jacket, indicating she was about six or seven months pregnant. Luo Bing quickly stepped forward and helped her up.

"Thank you! Sister, what brings you here?"

"Oh! My brother and I missed our lodging last night because we were in a hurry. We saw this woodshed and decided to stay here for the night. My brother is still asleep! Oh dear! I'm so sorry! This is your house..."

"It's alright! This is where we usually store firewood. It's a bit simple, and we're sorry to have been so unwelcoming to our guests! I... I came up here to get some firewood. My home is just down the mountain not far away. If you don't mind, please come into my humble abode for a bowl of porridge!"

Luo Bing was impressed by her elegant and polite manner, unlike that of a country bumpkin. Hearing that she wanted to go into the house to get firewood, she blushed and quickly said, "Sister, you're too kind! We've already been presumptuous to trespass on your property. How could we dare to cause you any more trouble? I'll go wake my brother right away..."

"No! No! Sister, how can you say that? Few people come to this mountain area. I... I saw how noble you are and wanted to be close to you. Besides, there are no other houses nearby. Why don't you rest for a while before you leave!"

"This...this...alright then! We'll be so kind as to bother you! But I'll have my brother take the firewood down; I won't feel at ease without helping."

"Great! I'll go down and prepare then. Sister, you must come!"

When Luo Bing returned to the house and woke the still-sleepy Xin Yan, Xin Yan was still half-asleep, his hands already rummaging around under Luo Bing's legs and crotch. Luo Bing slapped him on the bottom and scolded in a sweet voice, "You little devil! Get up! I...caught you cheating!" Then she chuckled.

Xin Yan, dazed, sat on the ground. Upon hearing the words "catching someone in the act," she scrambled to her feet in fright. Seeing Luo Bing's sly smile, she knew she had been tricked. She leaped and pinned her sworn sister down on the straw mat, her mouth pressing against Luo Bing's high breasts, her hands slipping under her skirt to caress her soft buttocks. Luo Bing felt weak and struggled to explain what had happened before Xin Yan stopped. The two hurriedly tidied up the house, making sure there were no traces of the previous night's passion. Then, Xin Yan carried a few bundles of firewood

and they went downstairs together. Although the small outhouse was simple, it was spotless. Several bamboo carvings and embroidered door decorations showed the owner's refined taste. However, it seemed that only this woman was in the house. Although Luo Bing had questions, she dared not ask them. The three had finished breakfast and were drinking tea around the square table. Seeing Xin Yan yawning repeatedly, Luo Bing asked the host for the adjacent bedroom so he could rest. With only two women left in the room, they were no longer reserved and began to chatter incessantly.

It turned out that this woman was also surnamed Luo, named Yu Fang. Her father had been a county magistrate in a neighboring province. On their way back home after retirement, the family encountered bandits. All the men were killed, leaving only her and her mother, who were abducted and raped at a mountain stronghold. Later, Xiang Dashan, the second-in-command of the stronghold, developed feelings for her and seized an opportunity to escape with her, marrying her. The couple had been living in seclusion here for over a year. A few days ago, seeing that winter was approaching and there were few animals nearby, Xiang Dashan decided to venture deeper into the mountains to hunt more wild animals for the winter. He estimated they should return within the next couple of days.

After listening to Luo Yufang's story and seeing her on the verge of tears, Luo Bing felt a pang of pity. She gently stroked Luo Yufang's hand and sighed, "I never imagined your life was so pitiful. Xiang Dashan… was he good to you?"

"Brother Shan was very good to me! If it weren't for him in the mountain stronghold, my mother and I would have suffered so much more. But Brother Shan helped me escape, while my mother is still trapped there. I don't know how she's doing now. Those bandits have no humanity at all; it's really worrying!" She couldn't help but cry.

Luo Bing quickly comforted her, "Auntie, you'll be alright! What do your affairs have to do with her? Besides…"

She dared not explain how precious a woman's body was, or how tragic her fate was in the mountain stronghold!

But how could Luo Yufang not understand? She wiped away her tears and forced a smile, saying, "I'm so sorry to have made you laugh at our first meeting, sister! A poor woman from the mountains has no choice but to accept her fate; who will pity her?"

Hearing this, Luo Bing felt a surge of emotion, her chivalrous heart instantly stirred, and she couldn't help but blurt out, "If you don't mind my presumption, sister, how about we become sworn sisters? We're both from the Luo clan, and I, your aunt, will definitely find a way to rescue her !"

"Ah! Sister, you're not kidding me, are you? Waaah… I'm so happy! I have another family member in this world. Sister, don't go! I… I must kill a chicken to thank the Bodhisattva! No! No! The Bodhisattva doesn't eat meat… I… I'll go pick bamboo shoots! I…"

Seeing her so excited and incoherent, Luo Bing was also moved to tears, silently embracing Luo Yufang, and the two sisters burst into tears.

Luo Bing and Xin Yan lingered for two days without seeing Xiang Dashan return. Worried about their appointment with their brothers, they bid farewell to Luo Yufang early on the third day. She was naturally reluctant to part and repeatedly tried to persuade them to stay, dragging it out until the afternoon. Only

after Xin Yan's persistent urging did they finally separate, shedding tears. Once on their way, Xin Yan skipped and hopped, inexplicably happy, while Luo Bing felt a heavy weight in her heart, a vague sense of foreboding. So when Xin Yan suddenly reached out to put his arm around her waist, she slapped him away, scolding him irritably, "You little devil! Why aren't you walking properly? What mischief are you plotting? Be careful I don't ignore you! I knew you were in such a hurry to leave because you had ulterior motives!"

Xin Yan, his thoughts exposed, awkwardly withdrew his hand. Indeed! These past two days, Luo Bing and her sister had been sharing meals and sleeping together, yet he hadn't even been able to touch Luo Bing's fingertips. For the young man, who was experiencing the beauty of a woman's body again, this was pure torture. He longed to hold Luo Bing's mature and voluptuous body every day, wantonly fondling her breasts, groping her vulva, and fondling her buttocks. That's why he had been so eager to get on his way. Now, seeing that his sworn sister was truly angry, he couldn't help but smile sheepishly and blurted out, "If I had known to leave some money for Fang-jie, you wouldn't be so troubled."

"Oh dear! You're right! How could I not have thought to leave some money? Fang-mei is about to give birth and needs money very much. Quick! Yan-di, let's hurry back!"

The siblings rushed back, and just as they reached Luo Yu-fang's house, they heard a long, piercing scream from inside. Luo Bing's heart sank, and she thought to herself, "Oh no! Something's happened to Fang-mei?" She leaped towards the thatched hut not far away.

In the seventeenth chapter of "The Empress Luo Bing's Rescue," the Demon Whip's Enchanting Play with the Heroine

Xin Yan, seeing Luo Bing's anxious state from behind, fearing she might take unnecessary risks, quickened her pace and reached out to grab her. At that moment, a horse's neigh suddenly came from the bamboo grove in front of the house, startling Luo Bing into a sudden halt. This caused Xin Yan, caught off guard, to bump into Luo Bing's soft, delicate body. She instinctively tightened her arms around Luo Bing's slender waist, whispering, "Sister, don't panic! First, assess the situation..." "And then we'll see."

Luo Bing nodded in understanding. The siblings held their breath and quietly crept to the window, peering through the crack. They saw Luo Yufang lying naked on a square table like a lamb, her feet pointing towards the window. On either side of her stood a naked man, forcefully pulling her struggling hands to grasp their erect penises. Her breasts, swollen from pregnancy, were being mercilessly squeezed, and her fair, full legs trembled incessantly with the thrusting of another man beneath her. From this angle, the man's face wasn't visible, but his silhouette revealed him to be a burly man over ten feet tall. He was mercilessly ravaging the pregnant woman, his lower abdomen slamming heavily against her particularly full vulva…

Luo Bing thought to herself, “Good heavens! This man is as muscular as a gorilla, that thing must be over a foot long. No wonder Fangmei screamed so pitifully just now. Ah… ptooey! What am I thinking? Hurry up and think of a way to save her! Hmm…”

While she was pondering this, Xin Yan, pressed tightly against her back, had unknowingly hardened his penis, which was now gently poking between her thighs, while his hand was also restlessly touching her breasts. Luo Bing was both ashamed and angry. She pinched the back of his hand, turned around and glared at him fiercely. She happened to catch a glimpse of the small woodshed on the hillside, so she turned and gestured upwards with her lips, indicating “go up.” Just as the two were about to leave, something happened inside the house.

A somewhat familiar male voice said, "Boss, are you done yet? Why are you interested in this pregnant woman? Let's hurry up and find that woman! I'm afraid they've run far away."

Almost at the same time, Luo Yufang also let out a lewd moan: "Oh...oh...Master, you...you're so good at...you're killing my cunt...I'm going to die...I'm going to die...harder! Harder...my...man...fuck me to death...um...um...ah..."

Then a booming voice immediately followed: "Hehe! Little slut, I'm still the best! Tsk tsk! It's been so long since I fucked you...your cunt has gotten tighter again!...That bastard isn't good, is he? Does he fuck you well?...Ah! Tell me! Tell me! Who fucked you well? Ah! Ah!..."

“Ah…ah! Ouch! Master!…Master…you…be gentle! I’ll talk! I’ll talk! It’s you…you fuck me the best! I want to die…you…hug…me…I want you to hug…hug…”

“Hmph! You two let her go!…Damn it! Your ass has gotten bigger! Hmm…fat enough, so slippery!”

“Oh! Right! Gu Lao Er, don’t rush, come over and touch this slut to relieve your fire, she’s the ‘Little Yu’er who can piss’ I told you about, let’s have our fun first! The woman you’re looking for, don’t worry! I guarantee she won’t escape! Haha…”

Luo Bing and Xin Yan exchanged a glance, turned around at the same time, and peered through the crack in the window again. The scene inside was completely different: Luo Yu Fang was hanging like a bell on a burly man with a purple face, covered in strange tumors on his forehead, and two… She gripped the man's arm tightly, arching her upper body to avoid the pressure on her protruding belly. The burly man was tossing Luo Yufang's plump buttocks up and down with one hand, letting her cunt swallow his still-erect penis, while his other hand kneaded and played with her breasts. The other two men surrounded him like two wolves waiting to share the leftovers of a tiger or leopard, their four eyes greedily staring at Luo Yufang's naked body, while they masturbated.

The purple-faced man had just finished speaking towards the window when he saw someone stand up from the chair under the window. Luo Bing and her brother almost cried out in surprise. Who else could it be but the Two Demons, Gu Jinbiao? At this moment, Xin Yan tugged at Luo Bing's sleeve and nimbly ran towards the woodshed.

"Oh no! Sister, that villain is here too. There are so many of them, we definitely can't beat them! How can we save Sister Fang?" Xin Yan said anxiously to Luo Bing, who had just entered.

Luo Bing frowned deeply, her heart in turmoil. Hearing this, she replied with concern, "Alas! I don't know what to do either. What a twist of fate! How could that lecherous thief appear here? And who are those other three people? Alas! This is so worrying!"

"If Seventh Master were here, we wouldn't be in such a predicament!" Xin Yan interjected.

“Yes! We can quickly notify them… but… alas! How can we possibly have time!” After a moment’s thought, Luo Bing decisively said to Xin Yan, “Brother Yan, there’s no time! I’ll go in and deal with them now. You go to the bamboo forest to drive the horses away, and then send a ‘thousand-mile message’ to inform Fourth Brother

and the others. Alas! I hope they’re not far away.” “No! No! Sister, I can’t let you go into danger alone! If you’re going, we’ll go together! I’d rather die with you! Besides… Fang-jie seems to know those people. Didn’t she seem quite comfortable afterward?”

The scene she had just witnessed immediately flashed through Luo Bing’s mind. Although she hadn’t seen Luo Yufang’s expression, seeing her seductive and proactive demeanor, and hearing those heart-pounding moans, she couldn’t help but wonder if there was more to the story.

Xin Yan had been clinging tightly to his sworn sister, not wanting her to leave. Now, seeing that Luo Bing seemed moved by his words, he pressed his advantage, urging, "We haven't known Fang Jie for long, and perhaps she has her own reasons. If we rashly barge in, she might dislike us even more. Besides, that villain inside will definitely not let you go if he sees you. Fighting him would be like throwing an egg against a rock. Why don't we leave before they find out?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Bing gently broke free from Xin Yan's embrace and said seriously, "Brother Yan, how could you have such a thought! 'Helping those in distress' is the duty of chivalry, and there are no cowards in our 'Red Flower Society' who would abandon their friends and run away! I know you care about my safety, but I hope you can become a chivalrous hero admired by all in the future, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw sweat dripping from Xin Yan's forehead, his face flushed with shame. Luo Bing couldn't bear it and stopped speaking, tenderly wiping away the sweat for him.

Just as she was about to speak, Xin Yan looked up and said firmly, "Sister, you're right, I know I was wrong! But I still can't let you go on this risk alone! Here's what we'll do: I'll sneak off on horseback first to lure them after us, and then you can go in and rescue them. I'll circle around and come back to meet you; but if they don't fall for it, you have to promise me: you absolutely cannot force your way in! If you do go, we'll go together, no matter what!"

Seeing Xin Yan's eager eyes, Luo Bing nodded, moved. The siblings hugged tightly, agreed on a meeting point, and then went their separate ways.

Xin Yan went into the bamboo forest and, sure enough, saw four horses tied to bamboo sections. One of them was jet black and exceptionally fine. He untied the reins, jumped onto the black horse, gave a whistle, and led the other three spirited horses out of the forest. Shouts and angry yells immediately followed behind. He spurred his horse on desperately, but before he had gone far, he felt an increasing pull on the reins. Clearly, the other three horses behind him couldn't keep up. He had no choice but to dismount, draw his dagger, and stab the hindquarters of the three horses. The horses cried out in pain and ran off. However, in that brief moment, clear shouts and curses came from behind, and a figure rapidly approached. Startled, Xin Yan quickly jumped back onto her horse and fled in another direction.

Luo Bing, hidden behind the house, heard two people shout in unison when the commotion came from the bamboo grove: "Oh no! Someone's stealing a horse!" Another voice chimed in, "Quick, after them! Xiao Wu! You stay here! Keep a close eye on this woman!" Then, three figures rushed out of the house, chasing after them while shouting and cursing, until they disappeared from sight.

Luo Bing quietly crept to the window and peeked inside: she saw that only one of the pale-faced men remained. He was impatiently lifting one of Luo Yufang's thighs, his erect penis thrusting into her vagina, lewdly saying, "Hehe! Little sister, now it's your brother's turn to pamper you. Ha! Perfect, I'll give you a 'afterthought'."

Luo Yufang's hair was disheveled, she remained silent and motionless, her hands tightly protecting her lower abdomen, letting the man's penis thrust into her vagina repeatedly; Luo Bing could no longer endure it, she picked up two pebbles, quickly circled around to the door, and shot them at the man's forehead, while simultaneously shouting and leaping forward with her twin swords.

The man named Xiao Wu finally got a chance to vent his lust. Worried about running out of time, he immediately began thrusting, penetrating the already incredibly slippery vagina to the very root. His hands were also busy playing with the pregnant woman's particularly swollen breasts, a picture of utter lust and oblivion. So, he was first struck in the cheek by a pebble. As he cried out and leaned back, his erect penis "popped" out of the vagina, dripping with fluid. A few drops splashed onto Luo Bing, who was rushing towards him, and at the same time, it touched her cherry lips. Xiao Wu's throat was slashed by Luo Bing's mandarin duck knife, and the double knife was deeply embedded in his abdomen. He died without a sound, collapsing to the ground, his penis still erect, as if silently protesting to Luo Bing, perfectly illustrating the saying, "The man dies, the penis still erect: all for naught."

Luo Bing, surprised by her opponent's poor performance, stared at the corpse on the ground. When she caught sight of the thick, dark purple fleshy member, her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively smacked her lips. The familiar salty, fishy taste immediately made her cheeks flush red.

Just then, she heard Luo Yufang's mournful cry: "Sister Bing, Sister Bing...you've come! I...waaaah...waaaah..."

"Fangmei, don't cry anymore, let's go! Those thieves will be back soon. Hurry!"

Luo Bing led her sworn sister towards the direction she had agreed upon with Xin Yan, deliberately choosing areas with dense vegetation. Luo Yufang, heavily pregnant, moved very slowly, and although Luo Bing was extremely anxious, she dared not urge her. The two sisters supported each other as they fled for a while. As darkness began to fall, Luo Bing silently prayed: Please, don't let those villains find us before sunset. Just then, a series of loud "whoosh" sounds came from the northwest, and brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky. Luo Bing cried out happily, "Fangmei, Yandi is here! He's alright! Oh! That's great! That's great! Thank you, God!"

Overwhelmed with emotion, her eyes filled with tears, and she tightly hugged Luo Yufang, sobbing. Suddenly, the two sisters were filled with courage and high spirits, and their pace seemed to quicken considerably.

Just as they passed through a patch of grass and entered a small clearing, two people suddenly emerged from the grass on the other side. Both sides were stunned when they met. The newcomers then laughed loudly, "It's like finding a needle in a haystack! Little lady, we meet again. Isn't that fate?"

The other party was none other than the Second Demon Gu Jinbiao and the burly man with the purple face. After each finding a horse, they returned to the hut and discovered that their men had been killed and Luo Yufang had disappeared without a trace. They were immediately furious and, after a brief search of the surrounding area, came looking for them. They wouldn't have met otherwise, but fate had other plans. After seeing Xin Yan's fireworks, they changed direction and finally bumped into each other.

Gu Jinbiao continued gleefully, "Boss, she's the woman I was talking about, isn't she beautiful? Tsk tsk! Look at those breasts, so big and firm! You have no idea how good they feel to touch! Smooth as satin, soft and elastic, just like our big steamed buns from beyond the Great Wall. Wow! I..."

Luo Bing had already sensed something was wrong when the other party appeared, secretly lamenting her mishap. Hearing Gu Jinbiao's filthy words, she couldn't help but shout angrily in a delicate voice, "Shut up! Shameless lecher! I didn't have time to teach you a lesson that day because it wasn't convenient for me. Now that we've met, I'll teach you a lesson if I don't, and you still think I'm easy to bully? If you have the guts, come at me, don't make things difficult for my sister."

"Good! You think people will appreciate this? Look! Watch closely!"

The burly man with the purplish-red face laughed and then said, "Little Yu'er, come here! Didn't you want to go back to see your mother?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Yufang trembled uncontrollably. After hesitating for a moment, she walked towards him with tears in her eyes. As she passed Luo Bing, she whispered, "Sister Bing, I'm sorry! My mother is in their hands, I...I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she ran crying to Luo Bing's side.

Luo Bing was so shocked by this turn of events that her vision blurred. She secretly groaned. After glancing at the three men, she forced herself to remain calm and said, "Hmph! What kind of hero are you, holding a woman hostage? What kind of gang are you? If you're so capable, fight me one-on-one. Don't think I'm afraid just because you outnumber me!"

She had already tested Gu Jinbiao's skills and knew she wouldn't fare well against him, so she hoped to provoke the other man into making a move.

No sooner had she finished speaking than she heard the two men burst into laughter. Gu Jinbiao, laughing, pointed at Luo Bing and said, "You stupid woman! You think you're so clever as to pick an easy target? Do you know who he is? My boss is the infamous 'Demon Whip' Shan Kui from beyond the Great Wall. Fine! Let you taste his 'Thirteen Soul-Stirring Whips' first, and then I'll teach you a lesson!" He then said to Shan Kui, "Boss, please go easy on me, I haven't even had a taste of this woman yet!

" With a smile, he withdrew his hand from Luo Yufang's crotch, sniffed it, nodded slightly to Gu Jinbiao, then untied a dark, soft whip from his waist. With a gentle flick, he twirled it twice before saying to Luo Bing, "Come on! Little lady, where would you like to start enjoying yourself? If you can dodge three of my whips today, I'll let you both go."

Upon hearing Gu Jinbiao's words, Luo Bing was terrified and nearly fainted. This "Demon Whip" Shan Kui was far too famous.

He was originally the leader of several bandit gangs outside the Great Wall, possessing profound martial arts skills and wielding a dragon whip with unparalleled skill. He was a lecherous and lustful man, with a peculiar fetish: he was fond of "white tigers" (a term referring to women with a white tiger-like body). Therefore, after hearing that Prince Yi's beloved concubine was a so-called "fragrant jade white tiger woman," he broke through fifteen checkpoints during a royal family trip to Rehe for summer retreat, kidnapped the princess, and raped her on the banks of the Daling River for a month. Unable to establish himself outside the Great Wall, he wandered to the Funiu Mountains in Xiangcheng, Henan, where he became a bandit and gradually gained power. In the mid-autumn of the following year, he robbed and killed Luo Yufang's family.

However, six months ago, the government somehow learned of the situation and sent the Zhengzhou garrison commander with 3,000 soldiers to suppress them. Fortunately, Shan Kui was skilled in martial arts and familiar with the geography. In the end, he led more than a hundred survivors to escape into a neighboring province and hid in a cave in the mountainous area of Wugong County. This time, because he received a tip that Xiang Dashan and Luo Yufang were hiding in the Taibai Mountains not far away, he brought two capable subordinates to find them.

Why was he so persistent? It's because Luo Yufang was also a natural-born limp woman, and during orgasm, she would involuntarily urinate, giving the penis still inside her a unique pleasure, adding to the enjoyment of intercourse. Therefore, Shan Kui always treated her like a treasure, keeping her as his own possession, only occasionally using her to reward his subordinates.

Thus, when Xiang Dashan eloped with her, Shan Kui was furious, vowing to capture them both and offering a large reward. So, upon receiving the news a few days ago, he rushed over without stopping, and happened to encounter a disheveled Gu Jinbiao on the way. Being old friends, they naturally walked together.

At this point, Luo Bing had no choice. Seeing her opponent pressing forward step by step, his massive body and imposing aura were astonishing. She secretly retracted the short knife in her left hand, while her right hand wielded the long knife, creating a flurry of blade shadows. She unleashed a move called "Sunset Over the Long River" straight at her opponent. Just as the move was launched, a flurry of whip shadows suddenly appeared in front of her, attacking like a sudden storm. Startled, Luo Bing let out a cry and tumbled back. As soon as her feet touched the ground, "Snap! Snap!" two crisp sounds rang out, and cotton floss flew everywhere. She heard Shan Kui shout in her ear, "Let me see what kind of undergarment you're wearing first!" She looked down and saw that her cotton-padded clothes had been neatly torn open with a hole the size of a bowl, revealing a pink bodice underneath. Her pert breasts, freed from their restraints, peeked out from the hole. Luo Bing was utterly shocked. She immediately brandished her sword in front of her chest, trying to protect her vital areas. But then, after two crisp sounds, she felt a chill on her chest as the two equally sized pieces of her bodice fluttered open, revealing her two purple nipples, adorning her pink areolas, proudly standing out. Her full, snowy breasts radiated an alluring white glow.

Luo Bing was filled with shame and anger. She quickly covered her exposed breasts with her left hand, while her right hand wielded her mandarin duck sword, unleashing her family's "Hundred Leaf Sword Technique," the sword shadows swirling like wheels to protect her entire body. The cunning whip tip, like a nimble snake's head, moved swiftly through the curtain of blades. After several sharp cracks, her private, peach-like triangle was no longer concealed. Her long, dark pubic hair swayed in the setting sun, making Gu Jinbiao's eyes nearly pop out of his head. He reached into his pants to stroke his already erect penis, while pulling the trembling Luo Yufang beside him closer and roughly kneading her breasts.

Just then, Shan Kui spat out a curse: "Go to hell! What kind of filthy pubic hair is this! It's pitch black and hideous! Turn around!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Bing felt a tightening around her waist and was pulled around. Then, amidst a series of cracking sounds, her entire snow-white, round buttocks were freely kissing the cool air. All of this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that Luo Bing had no time to react. She knew then that her martial arts were far inferior to her opponent's, and continuing the fight would only bring further humiliation.

In despair, she pulled her long sword to her neck… but things didn't go as planned. The moment her arm moved, her joint tightened and went numb, and the sword clattered to the ground. She heard Shan Kui lewdly laugh, "Hehe! Beauty, the show's just beginning! How could you be so reckless? Don't be impatient, I guarantee you'll never forget it after you've tasted it… Huh? What a stubborn woman, she even has this move!"

It turned out that Luo Bing had launched a sudden attack while her opponent was overconfident. With a spin, her left hand rose, and a "flying shuttle from the sleeve" short sword shot towards her opponent's chest like lightning. She herself leaped forward. At this moment, she was desperate! Rather than "sit and wait for humiliation," she chose to "seek survival in danger," thus fighting with a reckless abandon. Her punches and kicks showed no regard for her exposed vulva; her fists flew like the wind, her soft, snowy breasts bouncing and swaying like playful rabbits emerging from their burrows; her kicks rained down, her tender jade gates opening and closing like clams seeking dew.

Dan Kui, believing Luo Bing to be his plaything, unable to escape his grasp, disarmed her and prepared to unleash his "Thirteen Soul-Sealing Whips," a technique he had honed and refined for the purpose of toying with women. He craved the sight of women moaning and trembling under his whip, their passion ignited, to satisfy his perverse lust. Therefore, his grip on the whip unconsciously slowed. Suddenly, a white light shot straight at his chest, startling him so much that he leaned back and narrowly avoided it. Before

he could even react, Luo Bing had already pounced on him, her desperate fighting style throwing Shan Kui into a frenzy. In close combat, a long whip is practically useless, but he was a martial arts master after all. With a flick of his wrist, the black whip obediently coiled into a circle. Then, with a move called "Eight Directions of Wind and Rain," he ensnared Luo Bing's hands in the whip's coil, twisting and pulling, lifting her up off the ground. He then opened his mouth wide and took one of her breasts, which was prominently displayed before him, into his mouth, sucking and biting forcefully. Simultaneously, his left hand cupped Luo Bing's buttocks from below, his middle finger hooking inwards and mercilessly digging into her still-dry vagina.

Luo Bing had already prepared to die with Dan Kui. Now, with her hands bound, a tingling numbness shot through her chest and breasts, her nipples throbbed, and a tearing pain shot through her vagina. Feeling utterly humiliated, she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. In her heart, she thought, "So be it! I can't escape this fate of being defiled anyway. I might as well die!"

Just as she was about to bite her tongue to end her life, her body was suddenly slammed heavily to the ground. Then, the pressure points on her limbs and throat were sealed. She looked in terror at Dan Kui, who was cracking the whip, her heart pounding in her chest.

Then, without warning, the whip's shadow suddenly appeared before her eyes, like twinkling stars in the night sky, overwhelming her. Luo Bing quickly closed her eyes, but the expected attack did not come. Instead, the crisp cracking sound turned into a soft "whoosh" sound. Just as she was feeling a little surprised, a tingling sensation came from her bare, firm breasts and her private parts at the same time, as comfortable as a spring breeze kissing her face. She opened her eyes involuntarily and saw that the shadows of whips that kept emerging were like strands of rain, continuously scratching the sensitive areas of her body. The pleasant feeling, under Shan Kui's control, sometimes felt like hair scratching her, and sometimes like a nimble tongue licking her. No matter which one it was, it always quietly retreated when she wanted to go deeper. Before long, Luo Bing was breathing heavily, her face was flushed, and her delicate body was twisting involuntarily.

A lewd sneer appeared on Shan Kui's face as he tightened his grip on the whip. The whip tip, as if alive, began to circulate against Luo Bing's already hard, rock-hard nipples and rosy, protruding areolas, occasionally scratching at her snow-white breasts. However, it neglected her already wet, half-open vulva, abandoning it like a fortified position. This, in turn, fueled Luo Bing's desire, sending it burning down her lower abdomen and into her core. Her uterus secreted a constant stream of hungry saliva, her vaginal walls writhed impatiently, her pretty face flushed crimson, and her slender waist swayed from side to side.

Just as Luo Bing felt her chest about to explode with suffocation, and the emptiness in her lower abdomen grew stronger, the demonic whip, as if understanding her needs, began to attack her vulva, relentlessly striking the exposed, tender clitoris. No one knew how Shan Kui had mastered it, but this demonic whip was truly like a living, breathing serpent, repeatedly burrowing deep into her vagina to strike her open clitoris, stimulating Luo Bing's body to tremble uncontrollably, her crotch dripping with fluid.

At this moment, her eyes were hazy, as if veiled by a layer of mist, her cherry lips slightly parted, something seemed to be blocking her throat, making a series of uncomfortable "gurgling" sounds. Although her mind was still clear, she involuntarily arched her plump buttocks, hoping the whip would penetrate even deeper, for the fire of lust had already opened the gates of her honeyed orifice; she needed something thicker and more substantial to fill it.

Suddenly, the acupoint was quietly released, and a clear, long, delicate moan immediately escaped Luo Bing's lips. Luo Bing felt all the pent-up energy release instantly, her whole body feeling incredibly comfortable, but she immediately realized what she was doing and stopped moaning, her ears turning bright red with shame, silently cursing herself: How could I be so lewd, so utterly pathetic!

At this moment, her limbs regained their freedom, but the demonic whip's attacks continued relentlessly. No matter how Luo Bing tried to cover herself, it always found an opening to launch a feint, repeatedly overwhelming her. For a time, the heroine rolled and dodged on the ground, clenching her teeth to avoid making a sound. However, her sensitive body, stimulated by the torrent of lust, increasingly demanded more and more. Her hand, which had been protecting her genitals, unconsciously began to vigorously rub her burning hot vulva. Finally, she quietly slipped two fingers into her dripping vagina, using the opportunity of rolling to make thrusting motions.

Gradually, Luo Bing began to lose herself in the pleasure of masturbation, emitting intermittent moans of "Mmm!" and "Eh!", forgetting whether this was a humiliating game or a life-or-death struggle…

"Demon Whip" Shan Kui was completely absorbed in the secret play he had orchestrated, oblivious to the fact that it had gotten completely dark. His eyes gleamed as he stared intently at Luo Bing's vulva in the moonlight, brandishing his long whip and controlling the angle of her thrusts. He was as excited as a child playing with a new toy, forgetting everything, forgetting the time, and of course, forgetting that there were two people not far away, until they heard Luo Yufang's moans and cries.

"No! Master!... Oh... Oh... Hmm... Hmm... Ah... Master! No... No... No!..."

Shan Kui turned his head and looked over, his face darkening instantly. He cursed angrily in his heart, "That Gu Lao Er! He dares to touch my woman!"

It turned out that Gu Jinbiao had been watching Luo Bing being humiliated step by step. When her snow-white and alluring breasts and her dark and tempting triangle were exposed, he couldn't help but grab his penis and start stroking it. At the same time, he pulled Luo Yufang close and groped her. However, he knew Shan Kui's personality: as long as it was a woman he liked, no one could touch her unless he gave his permission.

Therefore, when he could no longer resist Luo Bing's lewd performance, he secretly pressed Luo Yufang's acupoint to silence her, causing her to lean against a tree trunk and raise her buttocks high. He then flipped open her long skirt, pulled down her underpants, and thrust his erect penis into her vagina, all the while secretly watching Luo Bing and the others' movements. When he realized that Shan Kui was completely ignoring what was happening, he boldly unbuttoned Luo Yufang's cotton coat, rubbed her large breasts, and began to thrust his hips vigorously. Perhaps he was too guilty at the time, because he didn't press the acupoint hard enough, and it came off during the movement, finally allowing Luo Yufang to cry out.

At this moment, he saw that Shan Kui had put down his whip and was coming over. He quickly pulled out his penis and said with a forced smile, "Boss, your whip technique is getting more and more amazing! Hehe! I... I couldn't help myself... You... You... Ah! I'm going to find that woman!" After saying that, he turned and ran towards Luo Bing.

At this moment, Shan Kui waved his hand dismissively and said, "Gu Lao Er, what's the rush? Are you afraid the duck that's already in your mouth will fly away? Let's go back to the house first!"

Without waiting for Gu Jinbiao's reply, he scooped up Luo Yufang, strode over to Luo Bing, paused briefly, then pressed her pressure points with his fingers, before lifting her up again and disappearing into the bushes. His tall, imposing figure carried the two women as easily as if they were two babies; Gu Jinbiao followed behind, his face full of frustration.

At this moment, Luo Bing felt unbearable shame. Her delicate body, which had been acupunctured, leaned softly against Shan Kui's broad chest. The strong masculine scent constantly teased her sensitive flesh, and the undying desire seemed to have been fueled anew. She could even feel it herself: strands of lustful fluid still flowed endlessly from her hot, moist vulva, and her nipples were still so swollen and uncomfortable. Luo Bing could vaguely guess what her fate would be. There was a little fear, a little shame in her heart, but perhaps more than that, anticipation? She didn't know!

She looked up at the bright moon in the sky. The bright moonlight gently shone on the earth, as if telling her: "Silly girl! Fate is like my face. When it's time to be full, it will be full. What is there to worry about? Go in peace!"

Luo Bing quietly closed her eyes, and a few large tears rolled down her long eyelashes. At this moment, the moon was also obscured by a dark cloud. Would all evil be committed in the darkness? The evening wind, with its sharp and piercing sound, answered everything. On the other side
, Xin Yan

was urging his horse forward towards the mountain he had agreed upon with Luo Bing. The wind whistled past his ears, whipping against his face, instantly silencing the shouts and curses behind him. This black horse was indeed a fine steed, galloping freely through the thickets and undergrowth.

Xin Yan was filled with joy and pride. Things were going unexpectedly smoothly. In that brief glance, he had clearly seen that among the three pursuers was not only Gu Jinbiao, but the leader was none other than the purple-faced man. It seemed he was the most skilled among the four. Now, only one person remained in the house, making it much easier for his sworn sister to deal with him. By the time these people went to retrieve the scattered horses, it should be enough time for Luo Bing and her sister to escape. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Just then, a man and a horse were galloping through a dense forest path when suddenly, Xin Yan heard his horse neigh in alarm. The horse's head veered to the side and then lurched forward, throwing him off its back and slamming him heavily against a tree trunk. He cried out in pain, "Ouch!" and was about to get up and curse when he saw that the horse's lower body and left foreleg were stuck in a small swamp, while its right leg was bent on the ground. The horse was snorting and struggling to climb out, but its massive body was sinking deeper and deeper.

Seeing the terror and despair in the black horse's eyes, Xin Yan felt a pang of sadness and warmth in her heart. She cried out, "Little Black, don't be afraid! I'm coming to save you!" At the same time, she grabbed the reins and pulled with all her might, but unfortunately, she lacked the strength. The mud seemed to have an invisible suction force, still swallowing the horse's body inch by inch. Xin Yan was so anxious that she kept shouting, "Push harder! Little Black, just a little more effort! Come on!"

The black horse seemed to understand that this was a matter of life and death. It gripped the reins tightly with its mouth, raised its head, and desperately paddled at one of its legs, which was stuck in the mud, trying to climb out. The two powerful pulling forces rubbed the horse's mouth until it bled, but the situation was becoming more and more critical.

Just as the man and the animal were at their wits' end, a burly man suddenly leaped out of the dense forest. Without a word, he inserted a thick tree trunk diagonally under the horse's belly, let out a deep roar, and forcefully pried the horse's body out of the mud. The black horse's left hoof rose and touched solid ground, while its right hoof also helped it stand up. At this moment, Xin Yan pulled outwards with all her might. With all three forces working together, the black horse, having found a foothold, leaped forward and escaped danger. After a long, joyful neigh, the horse kept rubbing its head against Xin Yan's body.

Xin Yan happily hugged the black horse's neck and turned to thank the man, but saw him silently walking back the way he came. A thought struck her, and she called out, "Brother, may I ask if your surname is Xiang?"

The burly man trembled and turned around abruptly, saying warily, "Who are you? What brings you here? What is your purpose?"

Only then did Xin Yan get a clear look at the man: he was tall, with thick arms and a broad waist, dressed in coarse cloth, with two axes tucked into his waistband, and a fur hat on his head. His face was uneven, red and white, with craggy lips that looked as if they had been burned. He placed his hand on his waist, his eyes fixed intently on Xin Yan. Seeing his anxious expression, Xin Yan was certain that this man was Xiang Dashan, Luo Yufang's husband. She briefly recounted the events of the past two days to him, and finally invited, "Brother Xiang, don't worry! My sister should have rescued Sister Fang by now. Come with me to that hilltop and wait for them! Don't go back!"

This man was Xiang Dashan, who had just returned from hunting. On his way home, he passed by the edge of the forest and heard Xin Yan and the black horse's calls and neighing. He went in to investigate and just in time to save them from their predicament. Unexpectedly, he heard such shocking news from this young man, leaving the hero stunned on the spot. Upon hearing Xin Yan's words, he only said, "I'm going home!" and rushed out of the forest, disappearing in an instant.

Xin Yan stared blankly at Xiang Dashan's vanished figure, a mix of emotions swirling within her, a vague sense of foreboding rising within her. She turned and stroked her horse's back, muttering, "Brother Xiang is such a strange man. Wouldn't it be worse if we ran into those bad guys on the way back? Oh well! Never mind him, I need to hurry to that mountain peak to wait for Sister Bing! Xiao Hei, let's go!"

In no time, they arrived at the agreed-upon location. Xin Yan sent a "Thousand-Mile Transmission" signal into the sky and then found a secluded spot to hide. Time passed slowly, and after a long while, Luo Bing still hadn't appeared. Night had fallen, and the mountaintop was eerily silent except for the howling wind.

Just as Xin Yan was growing anxious, a long howl suddenly echoed from the foot of the mountain. A gray shadow, like a shooting star in the moonlight, rushed up the mountain. Overjoyed, Xin Yan leaped out of the bushes and cried out, "Tenth Master! I'm here! I'm here! Come quick!"

A few breaths later, the hunchbacked Zhang Jin appeared before them. He grabbed Xin Yan's shoulder and asked urgently, "Xin Yan, what happened? Where's Fourth Sister-in-law? Where is she? Tell me quickly!"

Why did Zhang Jin arrive so coincidentally? It turned out that after leaving his brothers in the Red Flower Society that day, his mind had been preoccupied with his two sisters-in-law: Fourth Sister-in-law Luo Bing was alluring and seductive, her vagina plump and wet, making sex with her like devouring a fresh lamb, exhilarating and satisfying; Seventh Sister-in-law Zhou Qi was young and shy, her vagina narrow and smooth, making penetration like drinking fine wine, sweet and powerful.

In his eyes, both women were beautiful in their own way, and both were already his, at his beck and call. Now, what troubled him was: which beautiful woman should he start with? And how could he distract Xin Yan and Xu Tianhong from their presence, preventing them from ruining his plans?

He hadn't been with their alluring bodies for a long time, and his burning desire had kept his penis constantly erect. So, as he pondered in a grove, he unconsciously pulled out his penis and began masturbating, fantasizing about his two sisters-in-law's charms...

Suddenly, a seductive voice came from behind him: "Which sister-in-law has Mr. Zhang remembered this time? Why are you all alone here eating dry noodles?"

Startled, Zhang Jin turned around abruptly, his face turning a deep purplish-red, and roared angrily, "Who is it? You...you...who are you? What nonsense are you spouting?"

"Oh! Why is Master Zhang so fierce? I'm just concerned about you and wanted to see if there's anything I can do to help. By the way... I'd like to discuss a business deal with you. I wonder if you'd be interested?"

As she spoke, a tall, elegant woman in palace attire gracefully emerged from behind a tree: her hair was like clouds, her face was fair and rosy, her eyebrows were like spring mountains, her eyes were like autumn waters, her nose was like a pillar, and her lips were like cinnabar; her breasts were high and firm under the white silk, her figure was graceful and charming, and she walked like a willow swaying in the breeze, her beauty alluring.

Aside from Luo Bing, Zhang Jin had rarely seen such a beautiful and charming woman. For a moment, he thought he was seeing things. After rubbing his eyes, he stammered, "You...you...are you a fox or a ghost? What are you doing in this desolate wilderness?"

It's no wonder Zhang Jin had this misconception. His affair with his two sisters-in-law was extremely secret. Even within the Red Flower Society, only Jiang Sigen knew about it, let alone others. This woman not only knew it so clearly but also appeared in this desolate wilderness, hence his question.

The beautiful woman giggled, her body trembling, and she walked up to Zhang Jin. She lightly raised a finger and lightly touched Zhang Jin's forehead, saying with infinite foxiness, "How can the tenth leader of the Red Flower Society believe in ghosts and foxes? Don't worry! I'm just like you, a living, breathing person. If you don't believe me, touch me!" As she spoke, she reached for Zhang Jin's hand to touch her hefty chest. Zhang

Jin was struck dumb, pulling his hand back a step. He adopted a defensive stance, his face full of apprehension, and said in a low voice, "Hey you woman! If you don't explain your background and what you want from me,

the hunchback, don't blame me for being impolite!" "Alas! It's said in the martial arts world that the tenth leader of the Red Flower Society is a man of iron will. I came here seeking his help, only to find that 'meeting him is not as good as hearing about him!' Turns out, he's no different from those foolish brutes, just a coward!"

"Shut up! Your furtive manner and licentious behavior suggest you're not from a noble family. Trying to seduce me, Zhang Jin, won't be so easy! Tell me! Who sent you? What is your purpose?"

"Tsk tsk! Tenth leader, what a righteous and stern tone! Yes, I, Yu Wuhen, am not like that Lady Luo, famous throughout the martial arts world, praised by everyone, but I have never engaged in such frivolous and shameful deeds with my uncles!..."

"Shut up! Say another word and I'll kill you! You...you...how did you know?"

"How I knew is not important! 'If you don't want others to know, don't do it in the first place.' But don't worry! I'm just like you, a 'starving man in the river of lust, a wandering soul in the sea of desire.' Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to come looking for you, Tenth Master!"

Yu Wuhen said as she sat down on the large rock where Zhang Jin had just been sitting, not caring that her skirt was parted, revealing a section of her round, white thigh, and continued to speak eloquently. Zhang Jin's expression gradually relaxed, his eyes lingering longer and longer on the smooth, dazzling thighs. Seeing this, Yu Wuhen smirked disdainfully and continued, "Tenth Master, rest assured! Your appointment as our sect's 'Guardian Inspector' will not contradict the Red Flower Society's principles. On the contrary, we all share the same goal: to overthrow the Manchu barbarians! It's just that our methods differ. Besides, if you like, our sect has countless beauties for you to enjoy, even... even I... you can... oh! Be gentle! You lecherous devil..." As Yu Wuhen

spoke, she slowly leaned back, her elbows resting on a large rock, and raised one slender foot, using the tip of her small shoe to tease Zhang Jin's crotch. The entire upper part of his snow-white thigh was exposed, revealing only a dark patch at the end of his penis—he wasn't wearing any underwear. Zhang Jin, burning with pent-up lust, couldn't resist the temptation. His penis throbbed with desire, and with a shout, he knelt between Yu Wuhen's legs and plunged inside...

The long-missed, musky scent of her body drove him wild with ecstasy. His tongue parted her tightly closed labia and swept deep into her peach-like depths. The rough, hard shaft stung Yu Wuhen's tender flesh, causing both pain and itchiness. She trembled, gently pushing Zhang Jin's head away, and cried out in a sweet voice, "Good Tenth Master, you're hurting me to death! Does your sister-in-law like this kind of thing?"

Zhang Jin fiercely raised his head and said, "Shut up!" "If you mention my sister-in-law again, I'll kill you, you slut!"

Yu Wuhen's pretty face changed slightly, a hint of malice flashing in her eyes, but she immediately replaced it with a smile, a captivating laugh like a spring flower in bloom. She glanced sideways at Zhang Jin with her starry eyes and said calmly, "Oh! Are you angry? I didn't expect Tenth Master to be so devoted to his sister-in-law! I think the martial arts world will be very interested in how you dote on Wen's eldest sister-in-law. Tenth Master! I already analyzed it for you, you can't be that forgetful, can you?" As soon as she finished

speaking, Zhang Jin's leopard eyes widened, his fists clenched, and his whole body trembled slightly, but his expression was like that of a defeated rooster. Seeing this, Yu Wuhen knew she had hit his sore spot, so she slowly stood up, her eyes full of allure, her lips curled in a seductive smile as she looked at the hunchback. Her two slender fingers unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing her soft, white breasts, which she gently pressed against Zhang Jin's face. She rubbed her full breasts against his face, then wrapped her arms around his humps and said in a soft, seductive voice, "Mmm... don't be angry! It was my fault this time, I won't say it again. Please don't be so..." "Hey, come on! You just left me all flustered and I was getting really angry... Wow! Look, aren't you hard too? Come on, let me calm you down first!"

As Yu Wuhen spoke, he reached down and stroked Zhang Jin's penis. He then squatted down and untied his trousers, pulling out the swollen, purplish-red glans. His nimble tongue flicked across the urethral opening, instantly banishing Zhang Jin's anger, shock, and inner conflict.

Her warm, cherry-like lips danced and swelled on the throbbing member, fueling the hunchback's burning desire. He let out several loud cries, then yanked Yu Wuhen off him, scooped her up by the waist, and slammed her against a large rock. Amid her wanton gasps and giggles, he grabbed one of her soft, swaying breasts, kneading and squeezing it. Simultaneously, with his other hand, he forcefully spread her pale thighs apart, thrusting his thick, hard member with a "whoosh," forcefully parting her labia and plunging deep into her wet, tight vagina. Then, with a powerful thrust of his hips, he began to pump and pound...

Yu Wuhen, beneath the hunchback's crotch, yielded to his pleasure, panting softly. A delicate cry echoed through the heavens; her snow-white, soft, plump buttocks swayed, ground, turned, and swung... like an endlessly rolling millstone. Two soft, boneless jade arms coiled around Zhang Jin's neck like snakes, while her delicate, moist cherry lips roamed and nibbled at his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. Her wanton appearance shook the hunchback's heart and ignited his lust. He secretly cried out, "Witch! Witch! She must be a witch!"

However, the surging tide of desire easily breached his fragile defenses. The illicit affair in the wild forest continued. The intimate contact of the man and woman bound a stalwart man from the Red Flower Society firmly to an unknown conspiracy group, sinking them together into that vortex of debauchery from which they could never escape.

In the following days, Yu Wuhen accompanied Zhang Jin, sharing his company and lodgings. Whenever their desires stirred, regardless of location, they would find a spot, undress, and engage in sexual intercourse several times. Besides offering her alluring body, she allowed the hunchback to do as he pleased in bed, even teaching him thirty-six "seductive techniques," letting him truly understand the pleasure of physical union. From then on, he was devoted to her, his only remaining faithful subject.

On the eve of their parting, they agreed on a method of communication. Yu Wuhen assigned him several tasks and promised Zhang Jin that she would lend him a hand if needed, before disappearing without a trace.

This was why Luo Bing had been puzzled by Zhang Jin's delayed appearance during those days.

Then Zhang Jin stalked his sworn sister-in-law, intending to indulge his lust again, but he stumbled upon Gu Jinbiao flirting with Luo Bing in the room. Enraged, he started a fight, chasing after him outside. Just as he was about to kill the naked Gu Jinbiao, Teng Yilei and Hahetai arrived and stopped him. After several entanglements, neither side gained anything and they parted on bad terms.

When Zhang Jin returned to the inn to look for Luo Bing, she and Xin Yan had already left overnight. He frantically searched the surrounding mountains. It seemed as if fate had intervened. When Luo Bing and her brother were making love in the woodshed, the hunchback had also searched to Luo Yufang's house, but finding nothing suspicious, he left. If he had searched a few more steps higher then, the situation might have been different.

Meanwhile, Xin Yan was squeezed by Zhang Jin's large hand, and he cried out in pain, "Ouch! Ouch! It hurts so much! Tenth Master, let go first, listen to me..."

After hearing Xin Yan's report, Zhang Jin's heart sank, and he thought to himself, "This is bad!" Something must have gone wrong. Just as he was about to call Xin Yan to go back and search, there was a sound of hooves from the bottom of the hillside, and a donkey and a horse galloped up. The donkey in the lead was carrying Xiang Dashan, and there seemed to be someone on the horse behind him. Xin Yan, with his sharp eyes, rushed out to call out, "Brother Xiang, how did it go? Did you run into Sister Fang and Granny Wen? I was so worried!"

Xiang Dashan looked at him with surprise, as if wondering why he had changed his address. But he still didn't say a word and pulled two knives from the bag on the donkey's back. What else could these be but Luo Bing's personal weapons, the "Mandarin Duck Twin Blades"? Xin Yan gasped in surprise, but before she could speak, Zhang Jin had already rushed over, snatched the weapons, and after a brief examination, shouted, "Boy, where did you get these two knives? Speak up!"

Xiang Dashan glanced coldly at the hunchback and casually tossed out, "I found them." Then he pointed behind him and said, "Ask him!"

Zhang Jin had never been treated with such coldness before, and he was instantly enraged, his hair standing on end, ready to explode. Seeing that things were going wrong, Xin Yan suppressed her anxiety and stepped in front of the hunchback, quickly saying, "Tenth Master, now is not the time to be angry. We need to find out where Fourth Madam is!" Zhang Jin

snorted heavily, and with a swift movement, pulled the man off his horse. The man, who seemed to have been knocked unconscious and placed on the horse, finally woke up with a "ouch, ouch" sound as he fell to the ground. Without a word, Zhang Jin stepped forward and slapped him twice across the face, making the man scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Xin Yan recognized the man as one of the two young men in the room, now covered in wounds. She asked, "What have you done to my Fourth Grandmother and Sister Fang? Tell me what's going on!"

The man was dazed and confused, muttering incomprehensible dialect.

Xin Yan grabbed Zhang Jin's hand to stop him from hitting him further, and after giving him a wink, she walked over to Xiang Dashan, who had dismounted from the donkey, and said earnestly, "Brother Xiang, you must have discovered something when you went back! Our Fourth Grandmother got into trouble trying to save Sister Fang, and now they're missing. Everyone's frantic! Don't blame our Tenth Master for being rude; he's impatient. You'll understand later. Please tell us what you found!"

Xiang Dashan's mottled and hideous face twitched, as if he realized something terrible. After taking a deep breath, he slowly recounted what had happened: Upon hearing Xin Yan's account, Xiang Dashan immediately knew that "Demon Whip" Shan Kui had come looking for him. Although Xin Yan repeatedly emphasized that Luo Bing had rescued his beloved wife, he was still worried about Luo Yufang, who was six months pregnant. He rushed home anxiously, only to find a corpse lying in the hall—none other than his subordinate Yuan Wu from that day. There was no one else in sight, and no signs of a struggle in the house. Seeing two horses tied up in the bamboo grove, he deduced that Luo Bing must have rescued his wife first, and Shan Kui must have chased after them.

So he tied his horse far away in the woods and began searching. When he finally reached the clearing where Luo Bing had fought Shan Kui, the cotton wadding and scraps of cloth scattered on the ground caught his attention. He finally found two knives on the ground, and under a tree not far away, a woman's underpants—his wife's. Xiang Dashan's heart sank, and he thought, "Damn it! They must have been captured!" Remembering Shan Kui's brutality and perversion, he didn't dare to linger and rushed back, completely disregarding whether he had the ability to rescue them.

As fate would have it, the group always seemed to be coming and going in quick succession. When Xiang Dashan returned home, even the horse from the bamboo grove was gone, but the words "Wild Wolf Gully" were deeply engraved on the table. At this point, there was no doubt that the two women had fallen into the clutches of evil. Remembering that Xin Yan was still waiting on the mountain, he hurried over. As soon as he stepped outside, he saw the man riding towards him. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was none other than Yuan Liu, the brother of the deceased Yuan Wu. After a fierce fight, he easily captured him.

Upon hearing this, Xin Yan became frantic, as if burned by fire. She turned and began punching and kicking Yuan Liu, shouting, "Bastard! You dare to kidnap my sister Bing? I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

Zhang Jin, who was listening nearby, suddenly turned terribly grim. He grabbed the hysterical Xin Yan and yelled, "Idiot! If you kill him, who will lead the way?"

The three then discussed the matter and decided they had to find "Thunder Hand" and "Martial Zhuge." After Zhang Jin gave instructions on several contact details, they split up to carry out their tasks. However, could the relentless passage of time preserve Luo Bing's precarious chastity?

Meanwhile, Shan Kui, carrying two beautiful women, walked along, inhaling the faint, sweet scent of orchids and musk. Strands of her hair tickled his cheeks, arousing his primal lust. He slid his right arm outward, his fan-like hand pressed against Luo Bing's bare, full buttocks, his middle finger hooking downward, the thick, long half-finger piercing her slippery vagina.

He walked like this, sometimes bending over to avoid sharp branches, his knuckles naturally pushing deeper. Each time, Shan Kui could clearly feel Luo Bing's delicate body trembling, warm, lustful fluid gushing out, flowing over his palm. A lewd, pleasurable smile crept across his lips, and his steps quickened…

Back inside, Shan Kui put Luo Yufang down, gesturing for her to light the lamp. With a flick of his right hand, he laid Luo Bing horizontally on the table, then stared intently at her exposed body. Luo Bingfen, her cheeks flushed and her starry eyes tightly closed, her firm breasts heaving dramatically with her breath, her two rosy nipples trembling against her white, tender breasts, making her incredibly alluring. Her dark pubic hair, glistening with wet, lustful fluids, was disheveled and tangled, her labia visibly swollen and enlarged, and her alluring vulva slightly parted, glowing faintly red and glistening with moisture.

Luo Bingfang was overwhelmed with mixed feelings and shame. Her beautiful body was not only naked in front of the enemy, but also shamelessly displaying her desire. Although she was screaming in her heart, "No! No!"

, after repeated teasing, the surging tide of desire kept washing over her sensitive body, arousing wave after wave of needs. So even though she knew from Gu Jinbiao's howling breaths that the enemy was raping her body with his eyes, she felt a proud pleasure and even secretly hoped for further physical humiliation.

At this moment, Shan Kui glanced sideways at Gu Jinbiao beside him: he saw that Gu Jinbiao's eyes were bloodshot and wide open like copper bells, and veins were bulging on his neck. He was panting like a dog that was thirsty, but his fists were clenched and hanging down, and he dared not move. Then he turned his head and looked at Luo Yufang: she was leaning timidly against the corner of the room, twisting her small hands, glancing at him from time to time, her lips opening and closing, but she dared not make a sound. Knowing they were all wary of his power, he nodded and smiled with satisfaction. Then, he slowly reached out and began to fondle Luo Bing's trembling nipples. At the same time, he took out his penis and ran the glans along the labia. His brow furrowed at the sight of Luo Bing's thick, dark pubic hair… Just

then, Gu Jinbiao caught a glimpse of this and immediately pulled a short knife from his boot, saying obsequiously, "Boss, how about we shave her pubic hair first? It'll be more fun to fuck her!"

Shan Kui took the knife and was about to strike when suddenly… Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she asked, "Are you Luo Bing, the leader of the Red Flower Society?"

This abrupt question startled everyone in the room. When Luo Bing noticed a hot, hard object on her lower body, she immediately knew what it was. She trembled with tension and anticipation, and her lips moved even faster, ready for intercourse. But instead of the expected fulfillment, she suddenly heard this thunderous question. She opened her eyes with shame and slight surprise and nodded vigorously.

It turned out that when Shan Kui received the knife, he suddenly remembered that Luo Bing also used a knife, which was rare in the martial arts world at that time. It is known that "swords are light and agile, while knives are heavy and steady." Generally, most women practiced martial arts and used swords, due to their innate physique. Therefore, it was easier for women to be known if they used knives. At present, the more famous ones in the martial arts world, besides Aunt Zhongsun of the "Golden Knife Society", were Luo Bing, the "Mandarin Duck Knife", and Han Ruyan, the "Purple Phoenix of Penglai". However, Aunt Zhongsun was already an old woman of six years old, and Han Ruyan used a Burmese knife and her whereabouts were almost always in the Jiangnan area. Therefore, Shan Kui immediately guessed that this beautiful young woman must be Luo Bing.

Now that the facts were confirmed, Shan Kui's mind raced. He thought, "I'm being relentlessly pursued by the authorities, with almost nowhere to hide. The 'Red Flower Society' is renowned and powerful; I can't afford to make another enemy! Although Luo Bing is stunningly beautiful, she's not the 'white tiger' I prefer. Perhaps I should release her and make a good connection!

But... but looking at her wanton and thirsty appearance, she's the epitome of a resentful woman in her boudoir, a lustful temptress. She doesn't seem like the virtuous and gentle 'Mandarin Duck Swords' of legend at all! Hmm... regardless of whether she is or not! With my abilities, it wouldn't be difficult to make her my sex slave. If she is, with the help of the 'Red Flower Society,' what do I have to fear? Even if she isn't, playing with such a beautiful woman wouldn't be bad! Yes! That's what I'll do!"

These thoughts rushed through his mind briefly. After circling around, he had already made up his mind. He chuckled and helped Luo Bing sit up, releasing the pressure points that had been sealed, leaving only the Qi Hai acupoint locked, for other purposes. At the same time, he repeatedly apologized, saying, "Oh dear! Oh dear! I'm so sorry! I didn't know it was Chief Luo in person, I've offended you so much. I should have released you right now, but it's a rare opportunity to get close to the heroes of the 'Red Flower Society,' so Shan Kui wanted to invite Chief Luo to stay at my place for a few days. However, I was worried that the emperor would be angry, so I had no choice but to trouble you for now! ... Ahhh! I'm so sorry! Miss Luo, you can't wear this dress anymore, come! Xiao Yu'er, go and get your 'best' outfit!"

His rapid-fire words left the three of them speechless for a moment. As soon as Shan Kui finished speaking, he gave Luo Yufang a meaningful look. Luo Yufang's cheeks flushed red, and she hid in the inner room. A moment later, she returned with a set of clothes, waiting for Shan Kui's instructions.

In the meantime, Gu Jinbiao had come to his senses. He hurriedly shouted at Shan Kui, "Boss! This woman can't..."

"Shut up! If you still consider me your boss, come over and apologize to Boss Luo. I guarantee she won't pursue it further!" As he spoke, he winked repeatedly at Luo Bing, forcing Gu Jinbiao to swallow his words.

Luo Bing, at this moment, covered her chest with one hand and her private parts with the other, her blush still lingering. She stood there blankly, her mind a mess. She was especially stunned by this change. She only knew that Shan Kui would not violate her again, which made her expression uncertain, yet unable to hide a trace of disappointment.

Seeing this, Shan Kui became even more convinced that his decision was correct. Seeing that Luo Yufang had brought out the change of clothes, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Luo Bing and said, "Boss Luo! Please..."

Before he could finish speaking, a long, powerful whistle rang out. Just as his expression changed slightly, Gu Jinbiao beside him exclaimed urgently, "Not good! This woman's accomplices have arrived, and they're a real handful! Boss, you..."

Shan Kui waved his hand, turned to Luo Bing, and said, "The situation has changed! Excuse me!" Without further ado, he stripped Luo Bing naked, then took the new clothes Luo Yufang handed him and hastily began to... As she put on her clothes, she instructed Gu Jinbiao, "Gu Lao Er, take Xiao Yu'er and prepare the horses!"

Luo Bing also heard the whistling sound and knew that Zhang Jin had arrived. Her chaotic emotions calmed down, and a complex hope rekindled in her heart. So when Shan Kui started to strip her clothes off, she resisted with all her might. However, her Qi Hai acupoint was restricted, and she could not exert any internal force. Apart from pounding Shan Kui's chest like a little girl, she was like a chick under an eagle's wing next to his tall and mountain-like body. She was so small and powerless. On the contrary, the undulations of her breasts and buttocks caused by her struggle aroused the man's beastly nature. With a sharp "smack!", a clear five-finger mark appeared on Luo Bing's fair and delicate buttocks. Humiliation welled up instantly, her body went limp, and she pressed her lips tightly together, remaining motionless as he did as he pleased…

When Shan Kui, gripping Luo Bing's hand, reached the bamboo grove where the horses were tethered, Gu Jinbiao was already waiting on a horse, his arm around Luo Yufang. After lifting Luo Bing onto the horse, he rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, "Hmm! Go relieve myself first!" He then urinated beside the bamboo, followed by a strange cry: "Huh? Oh no! How come there's a big hole in my pants? Oh well, at least let my dick get some air!"

What would the other two think upon hearing this? But as soon as these words reached Luo Bing's ears, her heart skipped a beat for no reason, and her face flushed. Only she knew why: besides a cotton coat and a long skirt, she was completely naked underneath, without even a bra or underpants. And this skirt was particularly strange; it was just a piece of cloth simply wrapped around her waist twice. If she just parted the hem at the back, her lower body would be completely naked. What was Shan Kui's intention in saying this? Could it be that he wanted to...?

Thinking of this, Luo Bing's face turned even redder, and her heart pounded even harder. For a moment, she couldn't tell: was she a helpless prisoner? Or an expectant guest?

The clouds were light and the wind was high. The moon smiled as it watched the men and women below, each with their own thoughts. As the hooves of horses thundered, the four people on two horses had already plunged into the thick night, rushing towards an unknown journey. But could they break free from the shackles of "carnal desire"?

Chapter Nineteen of "The Lustful Empress Luo Bing": A Long Road of Desire, The Demonic Whip Teases the Heroine on the Saddle ,

A Deep Cold Night, a Lingering Moon! The biting mountain wind made Luo Bing, sitting sideways on her horse, sway precariously. After passing through a dense forest, the horse advanced along the rugged mountain path.

Without the shelter of trees, the cold wind mercilessly penetrated Luo Bing's thin clothing, causing her to shiver involuntarily; the right side of her body felt numb. From the moment they set off, she had leaned as far as possible against the horse's neck, her right hand gripping the long mane tightly, preventing her body from leaning against "Demon Whip" Shan Kui's embrace. Thus, her entire weight was concentrated on one side of her body. Nearly two hours had passed, and Luo Bing, temporarily out of martial arts skill, was barely holding on, gritting her teeth and enduring the ordeal.

Finally, on an uphill section, the horse lurched forward! It lurched Luo Bing's delicate body to the left into Shan Kui's broad chest. His warm body heat made his chest feel like a heated kang bed in the dead of winter, instantly soothing Luo Bing's cold skin. Luo Bing let out a soft moan of comfort and naturally curled up, like a small boat sailing into a safe harbor, unwilling to leave.

Shan Kui remained as steady as a mountain on the saddleless horse. As a former bandit, his horsemanship was second to none. He had been observing Luo Bing's changes without making a sound. Now, seeing her throw herself into his arms, he used the momentum of pulling the reins to wrap his arm around her, pressing her delicate body even closer! A smile unconsciously crept onto Shan Kui's lips. He knew: the game had begun!

Despite the howling mountain wind, Luo Bing remained languid, like a kitten curled up by a fireplace. Her frozen limbs were beginning to warm, and her senses were gradually returning. Therefore, when the hard object pressed against her outer thigh, conveying its fiery heat through the thin fabric to her naked skin, Luo Bing's heart fluttered again. Her blood rushed, a blush returned to her face, and lust rekindled in her once-pale mind. Suddenly, all was silent; the world was still. She could only hear her own and her partner's heartbeats. It was as if everything had frozen, except for the slow flow of her vaginal fluids.

The scorching hot penis, like a burning torch, was sending flames along her sensitive, smooth thighs towards her still-warm, ash-covered vulva. The intense sensation jolted Luo Bing into a daze, and she involuntarily fantasized in her mind: "Ouch! Why is this thing so hot?... What is it going to do?... Hmm... It seems even harder..."

Suddenly, the horse lurched, almost throwing Luo Bing off. In a panic, she grabbed Shan Kui's arm, who was holding the reins, and her mind snapped back to reality. She saw herself holding his arm tightly and nestled affectionately in his arms. Unconsciously, her ears burned, and her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. She silently scolded herself, "Luo Bing! Luo Bing! How shameless you are! How can you be so weak-willed?"

Just then, Shan Kui's voice rang in her ears: "Miss Luo! Isn't it uncomfortable for you to sit like that? I think straddling is more comfortable! Be careful!" Without waiting for Luo Bing's agreement, he lifted her up with his right hand, while his left hand parted her legs, making her straddle him with her back to him. This position caused her skirt to spread outwards and rise significantly, revealing her smooth

, even calves. Even more embarrassing was that her private parts were immediately pressed naked against the felt blanket on the horse's back, the short, sharp hairs mercilessly kissing and pricking her tender flesh. Luo Bing let out a muffled groan and shivered. Before she could even savor the pleasure, a burning heat pressed against her exposed tailbone. The clear sensation almost made Luo Bing collapse, yet a strange excitement rose within her. However, the young woman's reserve and the invisible pressure brought by the title of "Grandma Wen Si of the Red Flower Society" made Luo Bing immediately alert and try to straighten her upper body as much as possible, attempting to spread her plump buttocks apart.

However, maintaining this posture for an extended period on the bumpy horse was no easy feat. Before long, Luo Bing's back ached, her knees went numb, and her body involuntarily leaned back. Just then, Shan Kui's large hand encircled her, and their bodies were once again pressed together. Luo Bing sighed dejectedly, ceasing her futile struggles. She thought to herself, "So be it! So be it! It's come to this. If this is my fate, then let it be!"

With her defenses down, the sensations in her lower body immediately captured her attention. Her naked labia rubbed and collided incessantly against the rough felt with the horse's movements, the fine hairs constantly stimulating her exposed clitoris. The slight stinging and itching, like an ear being cleaned, sent shivers down her spine. Her vaginal fluids flowed slowly again. The pleasure from her most sensitive spot struck her entire body like lightning. Unconsciously, Luo Bing began to sway her full hips back and forth. Trying to rub her plump, fleshy vulva more tightly against the felt, seeking deeper pleasure, a continuous stream of fluid immediately soaked her crotch...

Suddenly, the horse accelerated, having climbed a flat plateau. On horseback, her body involuntarily rose and fell with the rhythm. The continuous impact made Luo Bing feel a dull ache in her vulva, her labia majora becoming even hotter and more swollen, but it brought an even deeper level of pleasure. Unconsciously, Luo Bing increased the amplitude of her upward thrusts, making the impact more intense, secretly pursuing this wondrous stimulation...

At this moment, Shan Kui, seeing this scene from behind, wore a wicked, cunning smile. His left hand, holding Luo Bing's slender waist, tightened slightly, and as Luo Bing's body rose again, he gently lifted her body, increasing the distance between her hips and the horse's back. At the same time, his right hand released the reins, secretly pressing his erect penis forward from the base, flat against the horse's back, his body also leaning forward.

All these actions happened in the blink of an eye! When Luo Bing sat down again, her perineum and clitoris inevitably kissed the waiting penis, touching and separating instantly.

The burning, real sensation, in that instant of contact like lightning, almost made Luo Bing cry out, thinking she had made a mistake. However, while she was still in doubt, the second, the third... the successive touches finally made her certain: "Shan Kui has already revealed his weapon and is waiting!"

In an instant, the excitement of her fantasy coming true made Luo Bing's heart flutter, her face flush, her mouth dry, and her whole mind involuntarily focused on that arousing contact. Her body gradually leaned forward, allowing her buttocks to rise higher, so that her thirsty lips could kiss the long-awaited male root when they fell. And whenever the hot glans touched the sensitive clitoris, or even pushed open the labia and sank into the flesh, even for a brief union, her lower body would throb with lustful fluids.

A tingling, itchy, and slightly painful pleasure surged through her body in waves, leaving Luo Bing feeling as if she were floating on clouds, her body limp and weak. She collapsed weakly onto the horse's neck, her arms wrapped around its trembling neck, panting and moaning softly. She was oblivious to the fact that Shan Kui's hand, which had somehow slipped inside her clothes, was now grasping her soft, full breasts, relentlessly teasing her hard, pebble-like nipples…

Despite the biting cold of the night wind, Luo Bing felt an intense heat within her, as if a fire were burning in her lower abdomen, making her skin scorch, her mind increasingly confused, and simultaneously fueling her carnal desires. The expanding emptiness in her womb finally made her… Casting aside any remaining pride or reserve, she seized the opportunity to let the penis enter her vagina. She desperately tried to steady her hips, refusing to let go no matter how much the horse jolted her. Her only thought was: "I must force this thing that I both love and hate into my empty, fleshy hole!"

However, no matter how hard she tried, she could only make the swollen glans slither between her soft, wet labia. There was no satisfying, fulfilling sensation of "a snake entering a cave, a giant penis penetrating the body" as she had imagined. Instead, her tender clitoris was both painful and numb from the impact, and the waves of stimulation caused a continuous flow of fluid, making her entire vagina and penis incredibly slippery.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, "Demon Whip" Shan Kui kept the fleshy rod lying flat against the wall. In fact, if he had let go, his pent-up penis could have easily sprang into the hole, piercing deeply into Luo Bing's burning, thirsty vagina. However, at the crucial moment, he shifted his buttocks slightly backward, causing the penis, which had only been partially pressed down, to slip away like an eel with a "whoosh!" sound. Luo Bing clenched her teeth in panic, her delicate body sliding backward hastily, her plump, white buttocks arching higher, trying to catch her lost prey. Her labia parted like a nursing infant, dripping with glistening saliva...

"Oh! It hurts so much! Give it to me! Give it to me! Put it in! Waaah... Stop teasing me!..." A silent cry resonated in Luo Bing's heart.

Annoyingly, Shan Kui seemed to be engrossed in this game of "hide-and-seek," advancing and retreating, attacking and defending, teasing Luo Bing until her desire surged and her longing intensified. She was so distressed that she tossed her long black hair left and right, biting her lower lip until it bled with her pearly teeth, her slender waist twisting and swaying restlessly...

After several rounds, Luo Bing realized she was being teased, and shame, regret, guilt, and anger surged up all at once: "Heavens! What's wrong with me? How could I behave so lewdly in front of him? He... this devil... how hateful!... Waaah... I'm so ashamed!..." Her thoughts churned, her heart felt like a jumbled mess of emotions, and crystal tears immediately blurred her vision. She turned her head away, her starry eyes casting a resentful glance back, then buried her flushed face in her arms, sobbing silently.

But Shan Kui, who had just gotten the better deal, whispered teasingly in her ear, "Miss Luo! Please sit tighter! You bumped into my little brother and it hurts so much!"

With a "boom!" as if she had been hit hard in the face, Luo Bing felt a surge of shame and anger, almost to the point of choking, and her soft shoulders trembled even more violently.

Just as Shan Kui was indulging in lewd teasing and seduction of Luo Bing, Gu Jinbiao, frustrated and resentful after repeatedly letting his advances slip away, was at his wits' end. Knowing Shan Kui's ruthlessness, he had hoped to use Shan Kui's help to find Luo Bing and also to reconnect with the lost Teng Yilei and Hahetai. However, while he had captured Luo Bing, Shan Kui held her tightly. He had only been able to admire her beauty without getting a single hair on her head. He had even slept with Shan Kui's woman, but instead of venting his desire, he was worried about Shan Kui's future actions. His heart was pounding with anxiety.

Seeing Shan Kui and Luo Bing on horseback, engaged in what appeared to be their pleasure, he muttered under his breath, "You son of a bitch, 'Shan Kui'! No one else can touch your woman! Ugh! You've already taken my woman! And you call that brotherhood?"

"...And you, Luo Bing! You woman! What kind of heroine? What kind of 'Mandarin Duck Swords'? Tsk! Tsk! Look at you! What a slut you are! Your ass is sticking out like a female monkey! And you still want to act like a virtuous woman in front of me?... If I don't let you hug my dick and call me brother next time, I'll change my surname!..."

He kept cursing under his breath, but his mind was constantly thinking about Luo Bing's proud body: "Sigh! Luo Bing, that slut, those breasts are really something! So white and tender! They're as perky as steamed buns, and her nipples are as red as cherries, and that hairy cunt is so fat! And her vulva is so red and tender! Hmm!... Wen Laosi must not fuck her often, ah! No wonder! No wonder!... Tsk! Tsk! Never seen a woman..." "She's so wet... Humph! I have to find a way to fuck her! I'll fuck her until she screams for her parents!"

The obscene fantasies stimulated Gu Jinbiao's penis, making it swell and ache: "Ouch! I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore! I need to release my pent-up desire! ... Hmm! This woman seems to care a lot about the baby in her belly, so perhaps..."

Just as Gu Jinbiao was lost in his lustful thoughts, Luo Yufang, who was straddling him, was suffering terribly. In order not to affect the fetus in her womb, she used her delicate hands to brace herself on the horse's back, keeping her hips slightly suspended to reduce the vibrations from the bumpy ride. Although after years of hardship, her strength and skills were no longer comparable to those of the frail daughter of an official, she still couldn't withstand the long journey.

Her face was pale, covered in sweat, her beautiful eyes constantly agape with pain, her brows furrowed, and her arms trembled uncontrollably. She seemed on the verge of collapse, as if held together by maternal love. Just as she felt her strength failing her, tears of sorrow and despair streamed down her face. In her heart, she cried out, "Brother Shan! I'm sorry! I can't hold on anymore! Waaah! Waaah! God! I beg you! You must help me save my child! I'll do anything to save him! Waaah..."

Her plea... As if made a painful and helpless decision, God spoke through Gu Jinbiao's voice in her ear: "You want to keep the child, right? Then you'd better listen to me! Don't shout!"

Luo Yufang nodded frantically, like someone drowning and needing help. Then she was lifted up and spun around, now straddling Gu Jinbiao face to face. He grinned lewdly and continued, "I have a fleshy cushion here for you to sit on, but you have to let me put this fleshy rod into your hole first, so you can sit steadily! Don't worry! I'm comfortable!" "How is it?"

Luo Yufang was now wrapped in Gu Jinbiao's neck, too exhausted to speak. She only knew that sitting like this reduced the vibrations considerably. Hearing this, she sighed helplessly and silently withdrew one hand, reaching down to her crotch, intending to part the crotch of her panties and let his penis enter her vagina. But Gu Jinbiao had already taken the initiative, his large hand reaching into her skirt, pulling and ripping open the thin panties. Then, his four fingers began to tease and rub her swollen, protruding vulva, while his middle finger ruthlessly thrust into her dry vagina, causing Luo Yufang to groan in pain. She cried out, "Master! Good man! Be gentle!... It hurts so much! Can you let me get it wet a bit before we play?"

As she spoke, she spat out a large mouthful of saliva and smeared it on the slit of her vulva. At the same time, she tightened her thighs around Gu Jinbiao's waist and hips, lifting her upper body slightly. Her jade fingers guided his thick, erect penis and rubbed it against the entrance of her vagina a couple of times to wet it. Then she sat down, and with a "plop," her tight vagina swallowed most of his penis. To avoid the glans touching her cervix and to avoid too much pressure on her lower abdomen, Luo Yufang moved her buttocks back a few steps and immediately began to actively move up and down. As they began...

Gu Jinbiao felt his painfully hard penis sink into a warm, soft world, an indescribable pleasure, but a small part remained exposed, leaving him unsatisfied. He then lifted Luo Yufang's plump buttocks with his large hand, intending to use the horse's thrusting to push his entire penis inside. However, due to her pregnancy, Luo Yufang's buttocks and legs were particularly swollen, and she deliberately refused to cooperate, ultimately failing to achieve his goal. Furthermore, not daring to disturb Shan Kui ahead, neither of them dared to make any large movements, so they could only move in rhythm with the horse's gait, thrusting in and out... …

With her worries resolved and the fetus in her womb temporarily unaffected, Luo Yufang relaxed completely: “As long as the child is safe and sound, I can endure the humiliation!”

Thinking this, her soft body draped over Gu Jinbiao, letting his penis move in and out of her vagina. Gradually, her juices flowed freely, the mature woman's beautiful body responding honestly and passionately to the continuous intercourse. Finally, when Gu Jinbiao's thick, hot semen powerfully shot deep into her uterus, Luo Yufang couldn't help but let out a soft moan, releasing her vaginal fluids.

Darkness shrouded sin and concealed shame. Would the tug-of-war between morality and desire, the struggle between reality and hope, cease with the arrival of daylight? The war never ends! A moment of silence is merely preparation for another charge. Wherever there is desire, this struggle will continue endlessly. Who dares to claim victory?

Chapter Twenty of "The Indulgent Empress Luo Bing": Lust and Desire intertwine, waves of passion wash over the heart.

The moon slants, stars fade, and the sky begins to lighten. After a night of physical intimacy and the weariness of travel, the two lovers finally reach a high slope by the Wei River. Gazing at the rolling waters and heading east towards the dawn, Luo Bing suddenly feels an urge to leap, hoping to wash away her shame and extinguish the easily ignited flames of lust.

At this moment, her beautiful face is pale, her eyes red and swollen, her body and mind seemingly ravaged. From childhood, she has been her father's darling, her husband's precious darling, receiving meticulous care. In the "Red Flower Society," she is the center of attention, revered by all. Even after her illicit affairs with Zhang Jin and others, the increasingly wicked Zhang Jin still obeys her every word. And Liao Qinghai, who opened the door to her lust, is especially devoted to her like a lover, showering her with tenderness and affection.

In the realm of lovemaking, she was like a goddess from Mount Wu, possessing an unparalleled beauty and a voluptuous, alluring body, captivating the king, bewitching all, and wielding the power to manipulate events and stir up storms. However,

in just one night, all this "naturalness" shattered. For the first time, Luo Bing tasted the bitterness of being ignored, especially when she offered herself like a prostitute, only to be ruthlessly turned away. The humiliation was so profound that it ignited a burning hatred for Shan Kui within her, a desire for revenge. At the same time, she questioned her own stunning body: why was her beauty, once the object of everyone's admiration and adoration, now treated like trash by him?

She was unwilling to accept this! She could not bear to see a man ignore the existence of her voluptuous and alluring body! Subconsciously, she desperately wanted to prove herself: "With beauty surpassing even the heavens, I fear no suitor will turn a blind eye." Thus, unknowingly, she sowed the seeds of "betraying her chastity and indulging in lust."

"Sister Bing! Are you...are you alright? Did he...bully you?"

Taking advantage of the moment when Shan Kui and Gu Jinbiao dismounted and looked ahead, Luo Yufang gracefully moved to Luo Bing's side. The lingering blush on her cheeks couldn't hide her weariness. She had so much to say, but had never had the chance. Seeing Luo Bing merely glance at her coldly, gazing at the surging river below, she knew the misunderstanding was deep and couldn't be explained in a few words. She sighed dejectedly and said sadly, "I know you must resent me, but... I did all this for the child, and..."

“Fangmei! You don’t need to say anything more! I understand! But you… sigh…”

Luo Bing, who was initially filled with resentment, saw her heavily pregnant sworn sister on the verge of tears, and her kind nature was immediately awakened. However, seeing the hint of spring on Luo Yufang’s elegant face, clearly showing signs of aging, her heart still felt a pang of bitterness. She turned away from her, but saw Shan Kui had already lit three-colored fireworks in the open space on the other side, and then returned with Gu Jinbiao. Upon seeing the two sisters, they each gave a meaningful smile, instantly making the two young women blush.

After a short while, several whistles came from the riverbank. Shan Kui’s face lit up with joy, and he responded with a whistle. In a moment, two strong men leaped onto the river and respectfully called out to Shan Kui, “Chief!”

“Qi Peng, is there any movement at the ferry?” Shan Kui asked one of them boldly.

"Reporting to the chief, two official boats arrived at Yangling Ferry from Xianyang three days ago. I heard that a prince's wife came back to her hometown to sweep her ancestors' graves, so the number of soldiers increased several times over, and the search was very strict. However, they headed towards Yangping Town yesterday afternoon, and the inspection at the ferry crossing is now more relaxed than usual!"

"The ferry will arrive here in about half an hour. I have already spoken with Yang, the ferryman, to send an empty boat over, and on the return trip, we will load it with the prepared mountain produce and timber. I guarantee there will be no problems!"

The speaker was another weasel-faced man, whose eyes kept glancing at Luo Bing and her sister as he spoke.

After he finished speaking, Shan Kui nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Hmm! Shi Jian, you did well! I will reward you when you are transferred back to the mountain next time. These two horses are a little injured, take them back and take good care of them! Remember to report back to the mountain at any time! Keep your eyes open! Go!"

This was a medium-sized cargo ship with a single mast. The cabin for resting was pitifully small. After going down the wooden stairs, there was a row of U-shaped plank beds, each bed only enough for two people to lie flat. The row at the back was now piled with fishing gear and sundries. Shan Kui let Luo Yufang rest on the bed on one side, but then grabbed Luo Bing, who wanted to follow him, from behind, and at the same time touched her lower abdomen with his right hand.

"Hey! Let go! What do you want to do?"

"Don't panic, Master Luo! Have you forgotten to release your acupoints and activate your meridians? Three hours have passed. I'm just helping you clear your blood vessels like last night. You're my guest, heh! Heh! How dare I be rude to you!"

Although Shan Kui said this with a smile, one of his hands was restlessly caressing Luo Bing's lower abdomen near her Qi Hai acupoint. His forked fingers occasionally brushed against her mons pubis, and his playful fingertips even slid down into the crevice of her vulva, taking the opportunity to poke and tickle her clitoris. He flipped his arm around Luo Bing's slender waist upward, and his large, fan-like hand enveloped Luo Bing's breasts, which were bent over due to her struggle, rubbing and kneading them. His erect penis rubbed against her buttocks...

Still feeling ashamed and indignant, Luo Bing struggled desperately, and at the same time, the thought of death rose in her mind. As if reading her mind, Shan Kui whispered in her ear, "Miss Luo! Think carefully! Your companions will be here soon, and I don't want them to see you in any state. It would be bad if they misunderstood!" As he spoke, his hands continued to roam freely over Luo Bing's body, caressing and fondling her curvaceous figure through her clothes.

Hearing this, Luo Bing immediately thought of Xin Yan: "Oh no! That scoundrel left a note on the table. Brother Yan will definitely come looking for me if he can't wait any longer! Oh dear! This is terrible... No! No! I can't let Brother Yan get hurt! I must endure this!"

With this thought, Luo Bing dejectedly stopped writhing. Soon, the constant stimulation from her breasts, vulva, and buttocks caused her lower body to become incredibly wet. Sticky, lustful fluid slowly seeped from her opening, flowing over her sensitive perineum and gradually running towards her tender white thighs, a burning, yearning sensation. The sensation filled her entire body again, and Luo Bing involuntarily closed her almond-shaped eyes, forcefully contracting her chrysanthemum buds, attempting to suppress the increasingly unbearable itching from her vagina...

Just as her breathing gradually quickened, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her cheeks flushed red again, a sudden numbness shot through her lower abdomen. The internal energy that had been circulating through her eight meridians vanished in an instant, and the hot, seemingly magical hands that had been moving across her breasts and lower abdomen disappeared in a flash. The warm, masculine, and imposing body behind her also left, leaving emptiness once more, and a chill instantly spread throughout her body.

Just then, Shan Kui's voice rang in her ears: "Alright! Mission accomplished! But I'm very sorry, Miss Luo! For everyone's sake! Your acupoints still need to be sealed again for now. I apologize for any offense!"

Luo Bing felt as if she had been struck again, overwhelmed with shame and indignation. She almost ground her teeth to powder, and with a swift movement, she headed towards the cabin door. But Shan Kui continued, "I've had the brothers outside bolt the cabin door. We did a deal recently, and things are getting tense. I don't want anything to happen at this crucial moment. It's best if everyone stays inside. Besides, the wind is strong on the river. If you get wet, it'll be even worse if you get exposed to the wind." " Right? Lady Luo!" "

Truly, the speaker meant it, and the listener took it to heart." Luo Bing, who had already reached the bottom of the wooden ladder, blushed instantly upon hearing this. Her delicate body trembled with anger. She glanced upwards and saw the cabin door was indeed tightly closed. She could only turn away angrily and sit down on the ladder. Her lips parted slightly, and she was about to retort when she saw that on the small bed to her right, Shan Kui had already stripped Luo Yufang of her lower garments. He was kneeling on the cabin floor, his head buried between her legs, "smacking" and "chirping" as he devoured her. Luo Yufang, meanwhile, held her lower abdomen with both hands, her head tilted back, her plump white legs opening and closing intermittently, emitting faint "hmm! eh!" sounds.

Luo Bing spat lightly, cursing under her breath, "Shameless!" Her heart, however, inexplicably pounded, and a warm current seemed to well up within her. Turning her head to the left, she saw Gu Jinbiao reclining on his side, leaning against the cabin wall, one hand supporting his chin, staring at her with great interest. Her face flushed even more, and with a glare in her almond-shaped eyes and raised eyebrows, she snapped at him in a coquettish voice, "You lecher! What are you looking at! Your eyes are so lecherous!"

"Huh? What did I do wrong? What part of your flesh did I steal? You keep calling me a lecherous thief! Hey! Hey! Where's the 'lecherous' one? I haven't even 'emulated' you yet, and you're already cursing me. You want to see a lecherous thief, don't you? Fine! I'll show you my lecherous root first!"

Gu Jinbiao rattled off like a machine gun, then without another word, he kicked down his pants, revealing his thick, long, purplish-red, and menacing-looking penis, and began to masturbate it. Luo Bing was so embarrassed that her ears turned red, and she didn't know where to put her head. She could only stare blankly at the fishing gear on the bed in front of her, but her peripheral vision still caught all the movements on both sides. She wanted to sit sideways to avoid seeing it, but the narrow step was only about a foot wide and a half long, not enough to sit sideways. Moreover, with her plump buttocks, Luo Bing had no choice but to bury her head between her legs. But soon, the cramped space made her sadly raise her head again. So she stretched her legs forward, slid her body down, and sat directly on the cabin floor. Leaning back against the wooden ladder, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly closed her starry eyes, no longer paying attention to the movements around her.

However, the crashing river water seemed unable to drown out the sounds of their lovemaking. The intermittent moans and gasps, interspersed with the "tsk! tsk!" sounds of a tongue licking a vulva, then seemed to turn into the "squeak! squeak!" sounds of playing the flute and sucking the rod. After a while, the sounds subsided, but soon turned into the joyful sounds of the penis entering and leaving the vagina, interspersed with the "smack! pop!" sounds of lips sucking on the breasts, the man's panting, and the woman's "hmm! eh! eh!" moans... It was truly "every sound of lustful waves slapping against the peach blossoms, every word of wanton talk teasing the heart of spring."

Disturbed by the lewd sounds, Luo Bing's mind became agitated. Her high, firm breasts heaved exaggeratedly, her nostrils flared rapidly, and her breath came in short gasps. Her beautiful face flushed crimson, and her small hands twisted her skirt tightly. She felt waves of hot, slippery fluid surging from the depths of her paradise, an indescribable discomfort washing over her. Various obscene images of intercourse flashed through her mind, each one arousing the lustful nerves within her body. Gradually, her desire intensified, and the itch became unbearable…

"Oh God! Stop teasing me, come and fuck me! I'll give myself to you!... I want you to fuck my pussy! Come on! Waaah... It hurts so much!..." A silent cry echoed in my heart.

"Grandpa! Dear brother! Be gentle! You promised me that as long as I'm obedient, you won't hurt the baby in my belly! ... Oh! Good man! You're hitting my sensitive spot! ... Mmm... Mmm..."

The sudden cry made Luo Bing open her eyes. She saw Luo Yufang lying on the bed like a female dog, her plump buttocks raised high, displaying her swollen, white, hairless vulva. Shan Kui had one hand on her buttocks and the other holding his penis, slowly pulling it out and then thrusting it in hard. Luo Yufang began to moan louder and louder, "Darling! Wild man!"

Just as Luo Bing was feeling excited, she inadvertently glanced at Shan Kui's penis that was pulled out of her vulva and couldn't help but let out a soft "Eh!" followed by a "Pfft!" laugh. It turned out that although Shan Kui was tall and strong like a bear, his penis was only the size of an average person, and it looked particularly small hanging between his legs. Although it was an illusion, Luo Bing seemed to have found a target for revenge, her pink face filled with a mocking sneer.

However, Shan Kui did not understand why Luo Bing was whimpering, only thinking that she was finding it interesting to be fucked by Luo Yufang's hairless hole, so he became even more smug, thrusting left and right, pounding up and down, until Luo Yufang's beautiful flesh trembled uncontrollably, and after a long, delicate cry, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out along with urine.

Dan Kui excitedly pressed his penis tightly against Luo Yufang's anus, repeatedly shouting, "Wow! This is so good! Little Yu'er!... Ha! Ha! You finally peed! Good! Good! Delicious!... Come! Come! Let me pamper you some more!... Mmm! Little vixen!..."

Watching their blissful, passionate lovemaking, Luo Bing suddenly felt a strong surge of jealousy and resentment for no apparent reason. Even later, she herself couldn't understand why she had

stood up without thinking and walked towards Gu Jinbiao on the other bed, her beautiful eyes still fixed on his genitals, which were rubbed until they were red and purple. This, in turn, terrified Gu Jinbiao, who quickly covered his penis with both hands, speechless.

Luo Bing, whose mind had been blank, suddenly snapped back to reality, thinking to herself, "What's wrong with me? Oh my god! Luo Bing! What are you doing? You... Humph! Never mind!..."

To hide her predicament, she pretended to tighten her brow and whispered, "Get out of the way! Move aside! This grandma wants to take a nap!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Please! Please! Grandma... please... sleep! Please sleep!... I... I..."

Overjoyed, Gu Jinbiao stammered, like a wagging dog, frantically slapping the dirt off the bed, his penis swaying back and forth. Luo Bing couldn't help but chuckle, her watery eyes sweeping over his face, truly like spring flowers in full bloom, alluring and irresistible, making Gu Jinbiao weak in the knees, drooling, almost collapsing, just staring blankly at the bed with his hands, his eyes glazed over, as if he were in a daze.

Luo Bing ignored him, gracefully turning and lying down. Looking up, she saw Gu Jinbiao's ugly face and felt a wave of nausea. She turned away, and saw Shan Kui slowly thrusting into her, one of Luo Yufang's legs, his eyes glancing in her direction, a thoughtful expression on his face. Clearly, Luo Bing's actions had surprised him.

Meeting Shan Kui's gaze, a sense of vengeful pleasure rose within Luo Bing. But when she saw Luo Yufang beneath him, eyes closed, licking her lips, moaning softly, a wanton expression of ecstasy, she felt a surge of disgust and lay back down. At the same time, she flicked her hand to the right, her slender fingertips brushing across Gu Jinbiao's erect penis and slapping his thigh, uttering a low, ambiguous shout: "Disgusting! It's disgusting to look at! Get off me or lie down!"

Gu Jinbiao, as if receiving a royal decree, lay down with a "thump!" He lowered his head, his massive body trembling with excitement, his throat making a "gurgling" sound. His bull-like eyes were fixed on Luo Bing's sharply defined, beautifully contoured profile: her small earlobes, shaped like dewdrops, were tempting; her long, slightly upturned eyelashes veiled her captivating eyes, trembling gently; her delicate, straight nose, like jade, was sculpted on her smooth, fair face; her full, bright red lips, like water chestnuts, displayed alluring curves, as if mocking those useless men who "don't get an erection when they see a beautiful woman, and don't pick flowers when they have them."

How could Gu Jinbiao tolerate this? A large hand suddenly attacked Luo Bing's high, firm breasts. With a "smack," although she had expected it, Luo Bing still couldn't help but push him away with a slap. Just then, Shan Kui cackled, "Gu Lao Er! Boss Luo is a special guest I invited. You can't be rude to her! Otherwise… heh! heh! Don't blame me for being ruthless and tearing off the mask of civility. It won't do you any good!"

"Whoosh!" Gu Jinbiao's face turned ashen, his teeth grinding together. He slammed his hand against the cabin wall, and without even pulling up his pants, he angrily lay down on his back. Across from him, Shan Kui nodded in satisfaction, giving Luo Bing, who remained silent with her eyes closed, a deep glance. Suddenly, he felt a pang of disappointment, sensing something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He knew he needed to think things through again. At this point, he had lost all interest. His penis had long since gone limp and slipped out of her vagina. He got up, put on his trousers, and lay down beside Luo Yufang, ignoring the poor pregnant woman who was anxiously wiping the filth from her groin, completely unaware of what had happened. He closed his eyes to rest.

In an instant, the entire cabin was silent. The river breeze and waves were exceptionally clear. The two pairs of people from the martial world, brought together by fate, seemed to be asleep. However, could those with their own thoughts truly be at peace?

Luo Bing's heart was still restless. When she slapped away Gu Jinbiao's frivolous hand, it was out of instinctive disgust and restraint, but on the other hand, didn't she also hope that he would try again? Her full breasts were throbbing with pain, her nipples hard, bracing herself for caresses. Her mind raced with anxious thoughts: "What should I do if this lecher touches me again? Push him away? Or…?"

"Ugh… the worst thing is this guy surnamed Shan, he'd rather go find a pregnant woman than seduce her… Humph! I don't believe he's the only man I have!…" "Fine!

If this lecher dares to… let him be!… Ugh… so hot!"

"But… sigh! Luo Bing! Luo Bing! How could you think like that? You…"

Just as Luo Bing was caught in a internal struggle, Shan Kui's words immediately ignited her fury, making her seethe with anger. It was as if a good thing had been ruined. She was angry that he was so ungrateful, disregarding others' well-being, annoyed that he had interfered, and resentful… These chaotic emotions left her restless and unable to sleep for a long time.

She didn't know how much time had passed. Although Luo Bing was still lost in thought, her mind was becoming hazy. Suddenly, her small hand, which was hanging down close to her thigh, was gently touched. Instantly, all her reverie vanished, and her attention shifted. Her heart was filled with excited anticipation. Waiting, waiting… finally…

it came! This touch was so clear, so clear that it made Luo Bing's heart pound. The rough palm pressed against her smooth, delicate hand, gently stroking and kneading… Luo Bing's palms were sweating with tension. She tried her best to relax her muscles, pretending not to notice.

At this moment, she heard another strange sound, the rustling of clothes as she turned. Sure enough, the breathing beside her became heavier. "That lecherous thief turned around! What does he want to do?" Luo Bing thought, her heart pounding even faster. Then, her small hand was gently pulled out and placed on a hard, thick penis. Her fingers tightened as a large hand enveloped her, while her small hand tightly gripped the penis, forcing her to move it up and down...

The real burning sensation and the familiar throbbing of the penis stimulated Luo Bing so much that she could no longer control her surging desire. She was so excited that she wanted to cry out. So, after only a few strokes, she started to actively stroke it, her delicate thumb grinding against the urethral opening, producing a few drops of sticky fluid, instantly making the glans smooth and shiny.

At this moment, Luo Bing, gradually sinking into a hazy dream, had her eyes tightly closed, her cheeks flushed, and her high, firm breasts heaving rapidly. In her mind, she imagined holding Liao Qinghai's thick, enormous penis, the magic rod that was driving her to ecstasy. Her slender fingers not only vigorously manipulated the shaft but also occasionally scratched and pried at his scrotum, or used her fingertips to pick and trace the glans, plunging the lustful and ecstatic Gu Jinbiao into a frenzy of pleasure, making him grimace and experience wave after wave of ecstasy.

He hadn't expected the usually aloof Luo Bing to be so cooperative and proactive; how could he not seize the opportunity? But ultimately, he was still wary of Shan Kui's power and dared not immediately leap up and embrace the beauty he had longed for, thrusting into her cunt with abandon. At this moment, he could only grit his teeth in frustration, feeling extremely distressed. Then he noticed that Luo Bing was also aroused and unbearably horny, and a plan suddenly came to him: "I've got it! Boss Shan forbids me from touching her, but he didn't say she wanted it herself, so I'm not allowed! This beauty looks like she's about to lose it too, why don't I give her a boost, fan the flames, and make her pull me to fuck her?" "Yes! That's it!"

This time he was much more cautious. He didn't dare to directly touch those full, firm breasts that made his eyes burn and made him want to bite them. Instead, he quietly reached out and gently tugged at Luo Bing's skirt, intending to pull it open from under her buttocks. Gu Jinbiao bent over and hunched his neck, using Luo Bing's figure as cover, and pulled at her like a diabolo, one pull after another. But unexpectedly, Luo Bing remained in the same position, silent and motionless, only her high, firm breasts heaving more rapidly.

Just as he was about to give up in frustration, he saw Luo Bing's right leg slowly bend. Lost in a lewd fantasy, Luo Bing was pulled back to reality by the tug of her skirt. Her heart skipped a beat as she remembered her predicament. She almost pulled her hand back, but the hard yet soft, hot, iron-like penis, with its smooth, elastic, mushroom-shaped glans, was so irresistible. Like a beloved toy, she continued to caress and stroke it with relish, unwilling to let go, and was instantly drawn back into the game of lust.

The flames of desire within her burned ever brighter; her private parts felt like steamed buns, hot and swollen. So when she noticed Gu Jinbiao tugging at her skirt again, she involuntarily bent one leg and subtly raised her plump buttocks slightly to facilitate his movements. Silently, half of her skirt was pulled open, revealing her snow-white leg and a portion of her smooth, flawless buttocks.

Gu Jinbiao was overjoyed and couldn't wait to stroke Luo Bingying's soft, white thighs, caressing her delicate inner thighs and plump buttocks. After a few times, he slipped his hand under the seam of her skirt at her hips, gliding over her flat, smooth abdomen, and directly covered her vulva with his entire palm. The thick, lush pubic hair and warm, soft labia immediately gave him an indescribable, wonderful sensation. The sticky, lustful fluid constantly flowing from the cleft further excited him to the point of madness. He could no longer restrain himself and thrust his middle finger into the wet vagina, forcefully digging and teasing the tender flower path. Then he inserted his index finger, the two thick knuckles filling Luo Bingying's beautiful vulva completely. Her labia were turned outwards, and glistening nectar seeped from the crevices, wetting a patch of the bed beneath her buttocks. The layers of tender flesh inside her vaginal walls wriggled happily...

"What a beauty! What a beauty! Who would have thought that Luo Bing, the seemingly dignified member of the 'Red Flower Society,' is actually such a slut in private, and a rare beauty indeed! Her pussy is as tight as a live fish's mouth, it even sucks people in! And her juices are so plentiful, it seems like they'll never run out. It must be so incredibly pleasurable to fuck her!"

Gu Jinbiao thought to himself, his hands digging and thrusting in and out of Luo Bing's pussy without stopping. His other hand also helped by grabbing, kneading, and squeezing her soft, smooth buttocks. Her buttocks bounced up and down with the movements of Luo Bing's small hands, and boundless lust spread through him.

Just as he felt he could no longer bear it and was about to recklessly mount her, Luo Bing suddenly yanked his penis forcefully several times. Almost simultaneously, she turned her body to the side, her skirt slipping down to reveal her long, shapely, snow-white legs and smooth, round buttocks. Just as he was overwhelmed by the sight and his heart was pounding, even more unbelievably, the usually aloof and reserved Luo Bing had proactively thrust her plump, white buttocks back, pressing them tightly against his throbbing member, and one of her legs was also half-raised diagonally...

It turned out that when Gu Jinbiao's large hand caressed the delicate flesh of Luo Bing's inner thigh, Luo Bing felt as if struck by lightning. Her body trembled slightly, a wave of tingling sensation spread throughout her body, and she almost cried out. Then, her swollen vulva was roughly kneaded, a mixture of soreness and pain, and a wonderfully pleasurable sensation surged up from her lower body. At this moment, her uterus felt like it was being crawled on by insects and bitten by ants, an indescribable discomfort. Fortunately, Gu Jinbiao inserted his fingers at the right time, and the feeling of fullness immediately filled the emptiness in her flower chamber.

After being teased all night, her thirsty and lustful body finally found relief. Then, his thick, long fingers moved in and out of her vagina like a meat stick, plunging Luo Bing back into fantasies of intercourse. She couldn't help but press her left hand against her full breasts, squeezing the peaks and pinching her nipples with two fingers, while simultaneously speeding up the pace of her right hand stroking Gu Jinbiao's penis.

Then, when Gu Jinbiao inserted another finger into her vagina, Luo Bing was already overwhelmed with pleasure. Her cherry-like mouth opened and closed silently with the insertion and withdrawal of his fingers, and streams of fluid gushed from her flower. Just as her tender vagina was becoming hot from being penetrated, Luo Bing's insatiable body began to tire of this localized pleasure. Her fragile resolve completely crumbled at this moment. Shamelessly, she actively pulled at the penis in her hands, simultaneously turning to the side, arching her buttocks, and raising her jade-like legs, desperately wanting the penis to quickly penetrate her vagina, silently crying out: "Ugh... I can't take it anymore! It's so uncomfortable! It's so itchy!... Fuck me in! Hurry up and fuck my little..." "Come into my hole! Ugh... Come fuck my cunt to death!"

Just as the battle was about to begin, Gu Jinbiao's swollen, purple glans pressed against Luo Bing's wet, tender labia, about to break through, a muffled groan like thunder startled the couple, who had been so engrossed in their intercourse that they had forgotten the world around them. They opened their eyes and saw Shan Kui standing there with his arms crossed, his leopard-like eyes glaring at them, while Luo Yufang peeked shyly from behind his shoulder.

"Oh!" Luo Bing cried out, her face burning with shame. She immediately covered her face with her hands, rolled over, and lay face down on the bed, completely ignoring the fact that her snow-white, high, round buttocks were still exposed, and her pink thighs were still wet, as if bearing witness to the lewdness of the previous moment. Gu Jinbiao sat up abruptly, punched his left hand with his right fist, and growled several times in infinite frustration.

A journey defying description has finally come to an end, leaving behind lingering, indescribable sorrow.

What were the true thoughts in the heart of Luo Bing, who, driven by unfulfilled desires, embarked on her path of abandoning chastity for lust? Only the long years to come can answer.

"Upholding chastity and fidelity depends on one's heart; indulging in lust is entirely a matter of a single thought." This was true of Luo Bing! And what about others?

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