White Eyebrows, through a misfortune, unexpectedly learned a unique skill and honed his true abilities.

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Last time, we talked about how the old man Du Kun, the patrolman, was overestimating himself by challenging Xu Liang to a duel. What was the old man thinking? He thought, "I, the patrolman, have a reputation in Jiangnan. I've been wandering the martial world for over forty years. How can Xu Liang just take my money away with a few words? Wouldn't that make me a laughingstock? How am I supposed to make a living in the martial world then? A person's reputation is their second life! Even if I give you the money, we still have to have a match. Let me see what this 'White-Eyed Eyebrow' really is capable of." Du Kun entered the courtyard, dressed in a short-sleeved shirt, his belt fastened several times, and his little bun rearranged. He assumed a fighting stance. Among the onlookers were two girls, a young lady and a maid. The young lady appeared to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a white dress, with a slender yet full figure, quiet yet charming—a typical beauty. The maid beside her was also clever and pretty. The book's introduction: This beautiful girl is none other than Du Furong, the only daughter of the mountain patrolman Du Kun. She had long heard of Xu Liang's reputation and secretly harbored feelings of admiration. Today, upon hearing that Xu Liang had come to the mountain stronghold, she came out to see him, only to unexpectedly witness Xu Liang's impending duel with her father. Don't underestimate this young woman; she has practiced martial arts since childhood and possesses exceptional skills, earning her the nickname "White Rose" in the martial arts world. His disciple, Wu Bao, the "Iron Man," and some of his henchmen naturally sided with their old chieftain, each secretly exerting their strength while puffing out their chests and tucking in their stomachs. Cai Li was somewhat afraid, thinking: These mountain bandits are all bad news; they smile while hiding daggers, and can turn on you in an instant. No matter what, this is their territory; even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. Can we really rely on Xu Liang alone? In truth, Xu Liang didn't take it seriously at all. Smiling, he walked to the courtyard, stood with his legs crossed and bowed, and said, "Du Kun, give me your hand."
"Where do you think you're going? Take this!"
Du Kun unleashed a single palm strike aimed at Xu Liang's Huagai acupoint, but the old man dodged it with a quick flick of his head. Du Kun then withdrew his palm and kicked Xu Liang's shin with a "Wind-Driven Flag-Pulling" kick, but Xu Liang dodged again with a Zhang Fei-style horse-lifting somersault. After dodging seven moves without retaliating, Du Kun got bored. "Hey, Xu Liang, what kind of fight is this? Why aren't you retaliating?"
Xu Liang chuckled. "Well... I have this habit of always giving someone a three-move head start, especially since this is our first meeting. I should let you have a few extra moves."
"No need! We're having a fight, we'll fight however we want. You giving me a handicap won't make me appreciate it!"
"Alright, I know you won't appreciate it, but we're going to fight to a certain extent, not waste our energy for no reason. Tell me, what kind of fight?"
"I'm here mainly for the money, to help you two families reconcile. A reconciliation would be best, but if not, I doubt Cai Li will let it go. However, your area is under the jurisdiction of the Song Dynasty, not outside the world. It has its own laws and regulations. Your act of seizing property is illegal. If that happens, I might help Cai Li report it to the authorities, and you might not be able to handle the army. If you listen to my advice and settle things peacefully—I won't destroy your mountain or your stronghold—and the money is given, we can laugh it off. But it seems you can't do that and insist on a duel. I can't let it go unpunished. If you're no match for me, what do you plan to do?"
"Haha, alright, General Xu, you're right. If I'm no match for you, I'll hand over 180,000 taels of silver with both hands!" "
You said it! How old are you, sir?"
"Sixty-seven."
"Oh, you're not young anymore, almost seventy. I hope you keep your word. If I'm no match for you, I won't take the money, I won't go to court, and I won't report it to the authorities. I'll cover the 180,000 taels of silver. What do you say?"
"Alright—Xu Liang, we've never worked together before, so this is a promise, and everyone can be a witness."
"Don't worry, people from Shanxi never lie. Let me make one more thing clear: our fight can't go on for too long, because I have other things to do. I can only fight you for five moves."
"Five moves?"
Du Kun was intrigued. A fight with a limited number of moves? "What does General Xu mean by that?"
"If you can't even last five moves against me, I'll consider myself the loser!"
"Hey!"
Du Kun, furious, slapped his forehead: "You think I can't even last five moves against you? You're too arrogant! You're exaggerating beyond belief!" "General Xu, it's a deal!"
Cai Li, standing to the side, was sweating profusely: "You've gone too far with your boast! What if I can't win in five moves? Can I ask you to compensate me?" Was Xu Liang arrogant, as portrayed in the book? Not at all. Xu Liang knew his place: he knew exactly what kind of masters the Five Sects, Thirteen Schools, and Eighty-One Schools had, and he had never heard of this mediocre old man, Du Kun. Xu Liang had thrown out his boast, and with a swift movement, he struck Du Kun's face. "Old man, take a look! This move is called 'Black Dragon Probing Claw,' see!"
Du Kun looked at it and was completely dumbfounded; the hand felt like a cotton ball, and the blow didn't even hurt. Xu Liang dodged to the side, his palm striking empty air. Du Kun raised his arm in a double dragon golden scissors cross-shaped motion, grabbing Xu Liang's wrist. Xu Liang then weakly withdrew his wrist, his left arm swinging out in a soft, effortless single wind piercing the ear. As if afraid Du Kun wouldn't understand, he announced, "Second move: single wind piercing the ear."
Du Kun ducked, Xu Liang's palm striking empty air, and the two turned around. Before Du Kun could even change his stance, Xu Liang's move was quite cunning: with his back against Du Kun, he suddenly delivered a reverse kick to the Purple Gold Crown. This move was too fast, completely unexpected by Du Kun. Who would have thought that he would kick backward with his face turned towards him? "Thwack!"
The kick landed squarely on Du Kun's groin, sending the old man flying more than fifteen feet away,
landing with a "thud!" on his backside. Xu Liang quickly went over to help him up: "Ah, I wasn't paying attention this time. Old man, please get up and move around a bit. Did you hurt yourself?"
Du Kun felt his leg was numb. He moved it for a while, staring at Xu Liang with wide eyes, not knowing how he had been kicked. "Like this... are you not convinced? This doesn't count, let's try again. We'll see if you're convinced!"
Du Kun shamelessly jumped up and threw another punch, which Xu Liang dodged. His second punch was blocked by Xu Liang's front fist. The old man used a Yellow Dragon Backflip and ended up behind Du Kun. Before he could change his move, Xu Liang stretched out his palm and pushed him on the shoulder. "Old man, lie down!"
He only used 30% of his strength, and Du Kun fell face-first to the ground with a "thud." Xu Liang helped him up again: "Hmm, does it count? If not, come back."
Du Kun shook his head: "Oh, forget it! I'm completely useless these two times, I don't even know how I lost. I'm far inferior to Xu Liang, a man can't go back on his word!"
Du Kun blushed and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Xu Liang: "Third General, please forgive my overestimation of my abilities, I'm ashamed! I admit defeat."
As he spoke, he led Xu Liang, Cai Li, and the others into the hall. Xu Liang clasped his hands and bowed: "As promised, give us the silver."
"Of course, of course, I'll do what I said. But don't worry, the silver is in the backyard, I'll count it to see if it's missing or not."
This was reasonable; even if Xu Liang and Cai Li were anxious, they would still have to let them count it. Du Kun told Wu Bao: "I'll accompany the Third General and Old Hero Cai, I'll go to the backyard to count the silver."
Talking about counting the silver, when he got to the backyard, the old man felt uneasy; this defeat was too sudden! The old man felt humiliated: he still had to pay the money. He glanced back at the 180,000 taels of silver on his pack—it truly pained him! He circled around a few times, not even counting the money, before finally returning to his house. Why go back? He had a guest there. This guest was no pushover. He was tired from walking and was resting with his head turned inwards. The old man came in and sat down in a chair, sighing deeply. Hearing this, the guest sat up abruptly: "Brother, what's wrong? What happened?"
"Alas! In just a short while, I've lost face, I've really messed up!"
"What happened?"
"Just now, Wu Bao intercepted a shipment, didn't he? And then trouble struck. Cai Li, who lost the shipment, called for reinforcements, and they came to the mountain to demand the shipment back. What can you do if you don't agree?"
"You're afraid of this? Just teach him a lesson."
"You're talking nonsense. How could I possibly teach him a lesson? I've already been caught off guard. I'd be knocked down the moment I reached out!"
"Who is this man?"
"Xu Liang, the White-Eyed Hero from Shanxi."
The guest stood up: "That White-Eyed Hero?"
"Who else could it be but him! That jealous old man from Shanxi, his words make your teeth ache. I don't know what Cai Li's relationship with him is, but he brought him here from the foot of the mountain. Aren't we unlucky? I have to keep my word. I have to give him the full amount of silver. Can I go back on my word? Besides, would he agree if I didn't give it to him? Look at him, all smiles now, but if he changes his attitude later, it'll be hard to handle." "
What a joke! Where is Xu Liang?"
"In the front hall."
"Not even a tael of silver!"
"Brother, mind your own business."
"But we're brothers, so your business is my business. I'll help you save face. Come on... take me to see Xu Liang."
"Come on, you've come a long way and haven't recovered yet."
"Even if I hadn't slept all night, Xu Liang wouldn't be a match for me. I could beat him down with just one arm free!" "
I know you're capable, but don't exaggerate. If you keep talking like me, no one will stand up for us."
"If you say that, I'll definitely challenge him. Lead the way!"
Du Kun thought it was a good idea. If he could really get his face back, he wouldn't have to give him the money; even if he did, at least he wouldn't have lost face. So he led his friend to the front hall. Du Kun entered first and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Xu Liang: "Third General, not a single coin of silver is missing. It's all prepared for you, and you'll return it all in a moment. However, a friend of mine has come here. Hearing of your arrival, he greatly admires you and wishes to meet you. Hey friend, please come in."
As soon as the curtain was lifted, the man entered. Xu Liang was startled at first glance. This man was a veritable monster: over 1.1 feet tall, with shoulders 3.5 feet wide, a dark complexion, a betel nut-shaped head, and a large donkey-like face that must have been 1.5 feet long; two thick, creased eyebrows that swept across his temples; eyes that bulged outwards like peeled duck eggs; a large, hooked nose; a catfish-like mouth; and a thick, curly beard. He wore a large, baggy gray robe with a hemp rope tied around his waist; one trouser leg was longer than the other, and his bare feet were adorned with anklets. Looking up at his head, a head full of curly hair was held back with a leather strap, making him look like a savage. Xu Liang was still stunned when the man strode up to him, put his hands on his hips, puffed out his chest, smirked, and rolled his strange eyes: "Your name is Xu Liang?"
"That's right, I'm from Shanxi. And who are you?"
"Hey, don't ask! You're tired of living, aren't you? Do you think Little Lonely Peak is a place to mess with? My old friend kept his word and promised to give me money, but I couldn't let him have it, so I stopped him just now. If you beat me, you get the money; if you can't beat me, you, Xu Liang, won't even be able to leave Little Lonely Peak, and all your men will be 'Flat-Topped Marquises'!"
"Flat-Topped Marquis" means beheading. Cai Li shrank back in fear and hid behind Xu Liang. Xu Liang thought to himself: This old man is too cowardly. With your appearance, what kind of bodyguard are you? You might as well go home and sell tofu. He nodded to the newcomer: "Alright, since it won't work here, we'll have to find another way. So... shall we have a little contest?"
"Of course!"
"In the courtyard or inside the house?"
"Please come to the courtyard!"
This man was truly impolite, grabbing Xu Liang's left wrist and pulling him away. On the surface, he was pulling, but in reality, he was using his strength with one arm. He thought to himself: Do we even need to compete? With one more push, you'll be crying for your mother. The skill he used was called Tianhua Baogai Bie Qi Gong. Old Xi'er couldn't take it when he was grabbed, but Xu Liang quickly used the Kunlun Bie Qi Fa by calling out from his dantian. This energy circulated in his body and flowed to his arm, making it two and a half times thicker than before. The man couldn't grab him, and instead grabbed his arm: "You're too polite, pulling me away as soon as we meet. Why be so polite? Lead the way!"
With that, Old Xi'er swung his arm and threw him into the courtyard. The man nearly fell over, but Xu Liang quickly followed and reached into the courtyard to support him, asking, "What's wrong? You're swaying unsteadily. Did you drink too much?"
He gave him a way out. The man was quite the actor; he shook his head, "Hmm... I certainly drank quite a bit."
He told a lie to cover up his embarrassing situation, though both of them knew the truth. The group returned to the courtyard, and Xu Liang, standing below, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the man, saying, "If you insist on a fight, then show me."
The man thought to himself: Hmm, you've got some skills. Let me show you the power of my weapon! He then lifted his large robe and pulled out a peculiar item. Xu Liang immediately recognized it—it was an eighteen-section gourd whip wrapped around his waist. The man then adopted a "two-man carrying a mountain" stance and said to Xu Liang, "Hey! Show me your weapon." Left
with no choice, Xu Liang also revealed his golden-ringed broadsword. Cai Li thought to himself: "Damn it, this martial arts competition has escalated! Before, it was a contest of fists and feet, but this time it's a contest of weapons. Anyone who gets into a fight with anyone else is in for a tough time!" Just then, a person came in from outside the door. This person stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "Brother! Why are you bullying a child? Hurry up and stop, stop! For my sake, stop fighting!"
Xu Liang heard this and wondered who this was. Looking towards the door, he saw that the person was quite handsome: over eight feet tall, with a face like jade and a white beard, his hair was tied up in a high bun with a gold hairpin on top, and he was wearing a loose, earth-yellow robe. He had a silk sash around his waist and carried two swords on his back. He looked to be about sixty-eight or sixty-nine years old. The man who had been sparring with Xu Liang stepped into the courtyard with a smile. The man exclaimed, "Senior brother, you've come at the perfect time! Quickly lend me a hand! This kid is just a jerk!"
"Come on, we couldn't even get him to come by, how could we possibly offend him?"
The old man approached Xu Liang amiably, looked him over, and said, "Your name is Xu Liang? Is your master the sharp-eyed, belligerent Mei Liangzu?"
"Ah, absolutely." "
Like a family member turning against their own—I'm best friends with your master. I'm originally from northern Shaanxi, and don't laugh at me, but your master and I are practically brothers! I've heard so much about your master taking you as a promising disciple, your reputation has been going on for ages!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Liang quickly clasped his hands in greeting, "Old man, please don't flatter me. If you keep praising me like this, I won't even be able to find my own home. May I ask your honorable name? And you are…?"
"Heh, General San, how would you know? We're both nobodys. Your master might have told you, but we've been given a little nickname in the martial world: 'This old man is called the Deaf Immortal Master Zhao Pu,'" he said,
pointing to the other man. "This is my junior brother, the Mute Immortal Master Wei Baibao."
"Oh my!"
Xu Liang was startled. He had long heard of their great names; who in the martial world didn't know the two masters, the Deaf and the Mute? His master had told him that fifty years ago, the Deaf and the Mute were renowned figures in the martial world. It was said that they were at odds, with the Deaf facing the Mute three times, fighting for three days and three nights without a clear winner. Finally, through the mediation of the White Cloud Swordsman, they became close friends and sworn brothers. After that, they roamed the martial world, upholding justice and eliminating evil, before suddenly disappearing thirty years ago. Some said they were no longer alive, while others believed that with their extraordinary skills and profound foundation, they couldn't possibly be dead. To encounter them today on Little Lonely Peak was like a myth. Xu Liang was the junior in terms of seniority, but he didn't forget his roots and quickly bowed, saying, "Please forgive me, seniors, for being blind and not recognizing your greatness. I deserve to die! I kowtow to you, seniors."
"Please rise, please rise."
Zhao Pu helped him up and gestured for Wei Baibao to come over, saying, "Junior brother, you've made a misunderstanding. This is Old Mei's disciple. What's the difference between him and our child?"
Di Ya laughed heartily, "Senior brother, how could I not know? I was just joking with him. I heard this kid has a great reputation and must be quite skilled, so I planned to spar with him to see what kind of martial arts he has, and what Old Mei taught you. Don't misunderstand."
Xu Liang then realized that this was a test all along, and everyone laughed. Du Kun, seeing that they were all family, had nothing to say and quickly ushered them into the hall. Everyone chatted and laughed as they entered the room and took their seats as host and guest. Cai Li was overjoyed; he could finally get his 180,000 taels of silver back. After they were seated, Zhao Pu asked Xu Liang, "Young man, where have you come from? I heard you were doing quite well as an official in Kaifeng Prefecture. Did you come here to catch thieves?"
Xu Liang sighed deeply, "Old man, it's a long story!"
Shanxi Yan didn't hide anything and recounted how he swept away Yanwang Village, how the fake Xu Liang, the Purple-Faced Vajra Wang Shun, appeared, and the Three Righteous Men returned to Heaven, finally mentioning how he had mistakenly ended up here while chasing after Wang Shun. Everyone present nodded and sighed. What were they sighing about? If they didn't know the inside story, they would think Xu Liang had an official position, money, and prestige, enjoying both fame and fortune, and living a carefree life! In fact, the opposite was true; Xu Liang's experiences were unbearable for most people: he was constantly walking on the edge of a knife, facing danger and unforeseen disasters at any moment. Zhao Pu then asked, "Do you know where Wang Shun is now?"
"If I knew, I wouldn't have made it this far. I hope you can guide me, senior."
"Child, getting anxious won't help. Things have come to this point, let's play the long game. To be honest, my fellow disciples and I have a good relationship with Du Kun, and we often visit Xiaogufeng. We're carefree people, unrestrained, and can go wherever we want. Du Kun is a fair man. Despite occupying the mountain, he doesn't rob, steal, or harass the people. The five or six hundred people on Xiaogufeng live off their own produce. If you don't believe me, ask the people nearby; everyone speaks highly of this mountain king, even saying he's better than the government in some ways. We admire him, which is why we've become friends, and sometimes we stay here for a while. This time, we just happened to run into you. My brother and I aren't leaving anytime soon. We'll even have Du Kun and Wu Bao help you find out where Wang Shun is. As the saying goes, many hands make light work, which is better than you doing it alone."
Xu Liang was delighted to hear this. Five or six hundred people helping? That's much better than him doing it alone! Shanxi Yan quickly stood up and thanked him again. At this moment, Du Kun instructed Wu Bao to prepare a banquet so everyone could have a good drink. Cai Li then asked, "Third General, about my matter..."
"Oh, right,"
Xu Liang chuckled, "Esteemed elders and the chieftain, let's get back to the point. I came to Xiaogu Peak this time to meddle in a matter, mainly concerning Cai Li's 180,000 taels of silver. Could you do me the honor of returning the silver in full?"
The patrolling elder Du Kun blushed upon hearing this: "Third General Xu, please don't say that. If I had known you knew Zhao Pu, the old swordsman, we wouldn't have fallen out. Let alone 180,000 taels of silver, even 1.8 million would be nothing! We on this mountain don't care about that... Wu Bao!" "
Here."
"Go, return the silver in full."
"Yes!"
In no time, all the carts carrying the silver were brought out. Everyone went to the courtyard to accompany Cai Li and let him check the amount. Cai Li checked and found nothing missing; the silver was untouched. The old man was so moved he cried, prostrating himself on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly, saying, "Thank you all, thank you!"
Of course, he was even more grateful to Xu Liang. After delivering the silver to Xiaogufeng, Xu Liang, Du Kun, and Wu Bao also saw it off. Old Xi'er then told Cai Li, "Old man, now that this shipment is done, once you've earned the money, go home and retire. You're over eighty years old, why bother? What would you have done if you hadn't met me?"
"Yes! I'm old and ungrateful. I'll listen to you, I'll go home and retire."
Cai Li parted with Xu Liang, tears streaming down his face. He said it, and he did it; we won't go into details. After seeing Cai Li off, Xu Liang returned to the main hall with Du Kun and Wu Bao. Du Kun instructed his men, "Quickly prepare a room for the Third General to stay."
Turning to Xu Liang, he said, "Didn't the two swordsmen say you shouldn't leave for a while? I'll send someone to gather information."
Thus, Xu Liang settled in at Xiaogufeng. Du Kun dispatched a dozen capable men to search for the whereabouts of Wang Shun, the Purple-Faced Vajra. Du Kun greatly admired Xu Liang and decided to marry his only daughter to him. After discussing it with his daughter, White Rose was secretly delighted, blushing and nodding gently. With the matchmakers, Deaf and Mute, acting as matchmakers, Xu Liang naturally had no objections and married Du Kun's daughter, known in the martial arts world as "White Rose," Du Furong, that very day. Du Kun ordered a grand banquet to be held at the mountain stronghold, with each soldier receiving a jar of wine and a pound of meat. The entire stronghold was filled with joy and activity, and soon lanterns and decorations were everywhere. Du Furong was being dressed by several maids and servants, while Xu Liang changed into a bright red new outfit. Many people came to congratulate Du Kun, and the old swordsman was overjoyed. How could he not be happy to have such a good son-in-law? The happiest of all was Miss Du Furong. Although Xu Liang was not handsome, he was a third-rank bodyguard of Kaifeng Prefecture, a renowned swordsman in the martial arts world. Xu Liang was also captivated by the young woman's beautiful face and voluptuous figure. After the wedding ceremony, everyone began to drink, with toasts and drinking games filling the air. In the center of the main hall, many people were toasting Xu Liang at a large table. Old Xi'er had already drunk quite a bit and was somewhat tipsy. As night fell, lanterns and countless torches were lit throughout the mountain. "Alright...alright, everyone stop fooling around. It's time for Xiao Liangzi to go to the bridal chamber. Don't keep the bride waiting."
Led by two maids in green, Xu Liang arrived at the bridal chamber located in the back hill. Upon seeing their young master arrive, the maids all withdrew and closed the door behind them. The room was decorated luxuriously, with bright red candles illuminating the entire bridal chamber. Red curtains were drawn back, and Du Furong, dressed in a red bridal gown, sat on the edge of the bed, her head covered by a large red veil, only her delicate, snow-white hands visible. Xu Liang came to the bedside, sat beside the young woman, and gently lifted her veil. The newlyweds gazed at each other. Xu Liang saw that the girl's snow-white skin was slightly flushed, her charming almond-shaped eyes looked at him shyly, her sexy nose was slightly upturned, and her long, black hair was adorned with various beautiful wildflowers. Xu Liang reached out and cupped the girl's cheeks. Furong closed her eyes and proactively brought her red, tender lips to his, and the two shared a deep kiss. Two slippery tongues quickly intertwined, and Furong's breathing became increasingly rapid. Her jade-like arms tightly embraced Xu Liang's neck. Xu Liang kissed the girl until she was weak all over before stopping. He then unfastened the girl's red outer garment and was immediately struck by her beauty, revealing her upper body clad only in a white undergarment. Furong's face flushed red. Xu Liang stared intently at the girl's large breasts behind the undergarment. Her swollen breasts seemed about to burst through the last line of defense. The girl's snow-white, smooth skin intensified the temptation for the old man. He skillfully pulled the strap of the undergarment, and the white undergarment slipped onto the bed, revealing her breasts. Furong's full breasts resembled two large white steamed buns, with a pair of large pink nipples on her brown areolas. After admiring them for a while, Xu Liang was not in a hurry to act. He continued to remove the girl's long skirt and panties. Now, Furong was completely naked before Xu Liang. Old Xi hadn't expected the young girl's figure to be even more mature than the woman's. Furong's slender waist accentuated her plump, white buttocks. Her two long, snow-white legs were shyly crossed, revealing a patch of soft pubic hair at their juncture. Xu Liang casually removed his own clothes, first burying his head in Furong's mountain-like breasts, kneading and kissing them. As his nimble tongue licked and nibbled at her jujube-like nipples, Furong let out soft moans: "Oh...oh...oh...ah...ah..."
Xu Liang felt the girl's breasts were incredibly elastic. As he continued to knead and sway them, her nipples gradually hardened from the stimulation. Xu Liang then moved down to Furong's crotch, gently parting her smooth thighs, revealing her mysterious vulva. Furong's pubic hair was sparse but neat. Her vulva was thick, with a pair of dark red labia majora slightly parted, and two thick labia minora that were deep red, already glistening with her secretions. Xu Liang extended his long tongue and licked upwards along her vulva. Stimulated by this, the girl could no longer hold back, and streams of thick, sticky fluid flowed out uncontrollably. Furong's moans changed from soft groans to whimpers: "Oh...oh...oh...ah...ah...ah...so good, so good, oh dear...I'm coming again."
Xu Liang was truly skilled; he pressed his long tongue against the girl's protruding clitoris, gently teasing and nibbling at it. Furong felt her uterus swell, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out. The girl, still hot from the orgasm, had sticky fluid everywhere, making her thighs slippery. Before Furong could even rest, Xu Liang, with his thick penis, teased and ground it against the girl's wet opening. Soon, Furong was aroused again, and seeing the time was right, Xu Liang thrust in without hesitation, penetrating halfway. "Ah...ah...so good..."
Furong arched her plump, white buttocks, actively responding. Her tender vagina swallowed the entire penis like a sausage. Xu Liang felt his penis enter a soft, warm, and moist place; he felt the girl's lower body tightly sucking his manhood like a small mouth. Xu Liang thrust slowly at first, then faster, faster and faster,
making lewd sounds like "squelch...squelch...squelch..." Furong felt a tingling, sore, and itchy sensation in her vagina. She sat up and moved up and down on Xu Liang. Xu Liang looked at the girl on top of him, her eyes filled with lust, shyly swaying her snow-white, full body. Her pair of snow-white, full breasts swayed with her movements. Furong stretched out her delicate hands and rubbed her swollen breasts, her slender waist swaying and undulating. Seeing the girl becoming more and more seductive, Xu Liang increased the speed of his thrusts, each time penetrating deeply into Furong's depths. Watching his large penis go in and out of the girl's tender vagina, causing her labia to flutter, drops of vaginal fluid overflowing from the slit and flowing onto his stomach, Xu Liang felt a tingling sensation in his waist as thick streams of semen shot into the depths of the girl's uterus. Furong was also scalded and climaxed again. That night, they rested for a while, then made love again, until the first crow of the rooster. The couple was immersed in the blissful bliss of their newlywed life. Not long after, scouts from the mountain stronghold learned that the Purple-Faced Vajra had landed at Eight Treasures Cloud Peak. They also reported something interesting: rumors circulated that Xu Liang had died, and people from Kaifeng Prefecture were gathering at Sunflower Hill to mourn him. The people on the mountain were even planning a head-splitting ceremony, and invitations had been sent out, etc. Xu Liang, upon hearing this, was both amused and exasperated: "The world is full of wonders," he thought. "Who else looks so much like me and has lost their head?" Xu Liang wanted to leave, but Wei Baibao and Zhao Pu were reluctant to let him go. They said, "Xu Liang, don't be impatient. Let them do whatever they want. What's fake can't become real! Of course you have to catch Wang Shun when he falls to Dieyun Peak. We're not kidding you, but even if you go, you'll be a sitting duck! It's not that you're not capable, it's just that Dieyun Peak has a lot of people and power, and you can't fight alone. According to the scouts, not only are there Half-Winged Bee King Dian, Lightning Hero Huo Yugui, and Purple-Faced Vajra Wang Shun, but also the Three Incarnations of Chen Tuan Chen Dongpo, Flying Sword Immortal Zhu Liang, and many others they invited." "What a master! With your current abilities, you'd likely not only fail to capture Wang Shun, but you'd probably lose your life! Since we two brothers are on good terms with your master, we can't help but care about you and want you to improve your skills. Let's make a grand promise and leave you a gift: we'll pass on all our knowledge to you. Having more skills is never a bad thing; wouldn't you be more confident if you improved? So, just stay on Little Lonely Peak and learn your skills before you go."
Xu Liang was deeply moved. He saw how kind the two old men were; they wanted to teach him their skills as soon as they met—something money couldn't buy. People like Zhao Pu and Wei Baibao were extremely rare in the martial arts world. Regardless of their abilities, they were willing to give everything they knew upon meeting. How could Xu Liang not be moved? He also analyzed: Dieyun Peak was a large mountain, and it wouldn't be easy for them to take it down in a short time; it wouldn't be easy for them to attack Kaifeng Prefecture either. It seemed time was running out, so I figured I might as well seize the opportunity to learn; since everyone was already anxious, I might as well wait a little longer. This mystery would be solved sooner or later, and I couldn't miss this learning opportunity no matter what. Therefore, Xu Liang kept quiet and settled down on Xiaogu Peak to learn martial arts from the two old swordsmen. The next day, even Du Kun and Wu Bao joined in, eager to see what it was all about. Wei Baibao first taught Xu Liang the Seventy-Two Forms of Ground-Lying Fist. This was a novelty: rolling on the ground to practice—Xu Liang had never seen anything like it before, only knowing about the Seventy-Two Forms of Ground-Lying Saber. He watched as Wei Baibao lay down on the ground, his body resembling a ball, creating a dazzling display of movements, his palms whistling through the air—a move particularly effective in the lower body. Xu Liang was completely mesmerized, repeatedly praising his skill. After practicing a somersault, Wei Baibao stood up, stroking his beard and laughing, "Xu Liang, you flatter me. How were my few somersaults?"
"Excellent! Old man, I'll definitely learn from you."
"Hmm, with your intelligence, you'll learn in no time. Come, come, let me tell you the secret."
Wei Baibao explained to Xu Liang without reservation how to use the Seventy-Two Forms of Ground-Lying Fist, when to use it, and what its key points were. Xu Liang remembered every word perfectly. Unlike others, this man's greatest strength was his ability to apply knowledge to new situations; he could teach one move and then develop three or even five, becoming more proficient than the original after just one demonstration! In just five days, Xu Liang mastered the Seventy-Two Forms of Ground-Lying Fist. However, he would need to review it properly in the future; trying to use it immediately after learning might not be as effective. After Wei Baibao finished teaching, Zhao Pu began to teach. Zhao Pu's martial arts were even more refined; he taught him the Twenty-Eight Forms of Heavenly Dragon Palm, practicing it to the point of being unpredictable and divine. Xu Liang watched from the sidelines, thinking to himself: "There's always someone more capable than the master! When I was young, I learned martial arts from my two teachers, and I always thought that no one else could do it. But what I saw and experienced in the martial world was completely different from what I had imagined. Now, seeing the abilities of these two old men, I realized that in some aspects, they were even a notch above my master's." After more than half a month, Xu Liang felt that his skills had improved significantly. However, because he had been delayed for more than ten days, the two immortal masters, Deaf and Mute, were also worried about Xu Liang. They felt that they hadn't taught him very well enough, and since Xu Liang was an official and couldn't be free, they decided to let him go after half a day. So, these past two days have been even more intense, teaching him whatever they know, practicing at night if they couldn't finish during the day. On this day, the courtyard was lit with bright lamps and candles, and three bonfires were also lit. The henchmen who had nothing else to do came to watch the excitement. The two swordsmen were personally teaching their skills, chatting and laughing as they practiced, when four people came up the slope. They stroked their beards like Buddhas and looked into the courtyard, laughing as they watched. After Xu Liang finished practicing, one of the old men spoke up: "Hey! Staying up all night and messing around in the yard, if you're really good at it, fine, but these are just moves that get you beaten up, you might as well not practice at all! It's truly laughable, hahaha..."
"Who goes there!"
Everyone in the yard was startled. Looking up, they saw four old men standing side by side on the roof slope. The Deaf Immortal Master pointed: "Who are you? Don't talk nonsense, come down here if you dare!"
"Hey, Zhao Pu! Don't get angry, what's wrong? You're happy when people praise you, but you don't want to hear anything bad? Wait a moment, I'm here!"
As the four men jumped down, they stood side by side in the courtyard, astonishing everyone present: these four old men were quite handsome! They were all of similar height, build, and age. The first one wore all white, with a moon-white satin ducktail turban, a fish-white short jacket, and a hero's cloak rolled up and slung diagonally across his body. He carried a cane, had a face like a silver basin, and a three-foot-long white beard. This old man had a kind face and always exuded a gentle aura, but his eyes shone with a cold light, clearly indicating he was a martial arts master. The second one was dark-faced, like a lump of coal transformed. He wore a blue satin ducktail turban, a blue satin short jacket, and a pair of bone-buttoned shirts. His coat was slung across his back, and he carried a metal cane. His face was painted black and shiny, with two thick eyebrows, large, round eyes, and a beard with more white than black. His pupils shone, his temples bulged, and he was full of energy. The third was dressed in red, wearing a red satin ducktail scarf, a red satin short jacket, and a coat slung diagonally across the back. He carried a cane, and his face was the color of a fiery sunset. His eyebrows were multicolored, his eyes were bright as stars, his nose was straight, and he had a large mouth and a white beard. The fourth was dressed in yellow, and his face was also yellow. He had a kind face and looked to be three or five years younger than the other three. Xu Liang didn't recognize them, but Tianlong and Diya exclaimed, "Oh, the four of you! What brings you here? It's truly a gathering of heroes! Our apologies! We didn't recognize you earlier, and we apologize for any offense."
The two men bent their knees in a gesture of deep respect, but the four elders helped Zhao Pu and Wei Baibao up, saying, "No need for formalities! Why are you two asking us how we got here?"
"We come twice a year to visit friends. Where did you four come from?"
"Well, we four brothers are in our twilight years, taking advantage of our remaining time to travel and relax. We stayed for two days because of the beautiful scenery of Little Lonely Peak. One night, unable to sleep, we went for a stroll and heard all this noise and shouting, thinking it was a theatrical performance. But upon climbing up, we found it was you two teaching martial arts to others. We were just joking."
Xu Liang listened quietly from the side. Suddenly, Zhao Pu stood up: "Gentlemen, come, let me introduce you. Xu Liang, you come over here and quickly bow to these four senior gentlemen..." "They're all your teacher's good friends... This one,"
pointing to the white-faced one, "this old man is the first of the Four Elders of Spring and Autumn, Grandpa Spring Moon, Spring Light is Good. This
one," pointing to the black-faced one, "this is the second elder, Summer Solstice, Summer is Long,"
he pointed to the red-faced one, "this is the third elder, Autumn Frost, Autumn Wind Dance,"
and finally, pointing to the yellow-faced one, "this is the fourth of the Four Elders of Spring and Autumn, Winter Solstice, Winter Still Waves. Go and pay your respects!"
Xu Liang, upon hearing these names, exclaimed: "Wow, Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter! Are these their real names or aliases?" Of course, it wasn't appropriate to ask too much on their first meeting, but he had long heard of the Four Elders of Spring and Autumn: his teacher had mentioned that they lived in Hanshan and were known as the Four Elders of Spring and Autumn of Hanshan. He never expected to meet them here. Overjoyed, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed to the four elders. The four old men helped him up and asked Zhao Pu, "Who is this child?"
"Oh dear, you don't know him? Look at his face, see if there's any marking?"
The four old men looked closely: "Oh, white eyebrows! So you're the Xu Liang we've been thinking about day and night!"
Xu Liang had a chance encounter with the Four Elders of Spring and Autumn on Little Lonely Peak. These four masters were renowned in the martial arts world. They were aloof and kept their distance from everyone. They would chat with those they liked, but simply ignore those they didn't. The four practiced martial arts in seclusion on Hanshan Mountain, never revealing their skills to outsiders. When Xu Liang was learning martial arts, Mei Liangzu had told him, "If you meet the Four Elders of Spring and Autumn, it's truly not easy to learn anything from them. I know them so well, yet I still don't know what they know."
But everyone acknowledged that they were remarkable figures, and Chun Yue and Chun Guang had mentioned "Xu Liang we've been thinking about day and night"—did they remember him? Xu Liang was confused. The old man pulled Xu Liang over for a careful reading, then beckoned his three junior brothers over. The four old men surrounded him, looking at him like he was a monster, laughing as they watched. Old Man Chun spoke up: "Xu Liang, you're not old, but your reputation is considerable. You're quite something! Show us your skills, let us four old men have a look. If you can improve, we'll broaden our horizons, and our trip won't be in vain."
Xu Liang hurriedly waved his hands: "I wouldn't dare! How could I dare sell my calligraphy and paintings in front of a sage?"
Zhao Pu and Wei Baibao came over: "Since the four seniors want to see your martial arts, it would be impolite of you not to practice. Besides, what difference does it make whether you practice well or poorly in front of them? Enough talk, just practice!"
Xu Liang thought this made sense. Even if he made a fool of himself, it wouldn't be a complete failure. He couldn't miss this opportunity to get some pointers. The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. He shamelessly practiced fist and foot techniques first, then swordsmanship, and finally, hidden weapons. After the practice session, which garnered enthusiastic applause, the four elders of Chunqiu were overjoyed and praised him repeatedly. Elder Chun said, "Xu Liang, you still don't have much knowledge yet, which is related to your age. As time goes by and you continue to learn, you'll accumulate more. Here's what we'll do: since you've gotten along well with your master, we'll make an exception and teach you some martial arts. It's just that you're lucky and have good connections that we're teaching you."
Zhao Pu and Wei Baibao, hearing this was the truth, nudged Xu Liang, "Aren't you going to thank us? Hurry up!"
Xu Liang knelt down and thanked them. The four old men said whatever came to mind: "We can't teach you in one night. You need to settle down and we'll stay together for a while. We won't leave; we'll teach you as much as we can."
As a result, they kept Xu Liang there again. This time, it wasn't short; in the blink of an eye, they stayed for over forty days. Xu Liang felt his skills had improved significantly. The four elders, the two immortals, Xu Liang, Du Kun, and Wu Bao—the nine of them—were inseparable, discussing martial arts after meals. Sometimes Xu Liang would talk about his experiences, and the four elders would say, "Don't worry, just focus on learning your skills. Only when you're confident can you take revenge."
Twenty days passed in the blink of an eye, meaning he had been learning for two months. Old Xi thought to himself, "It's almost July. I've been away from Kaifeng for three months straight. Everyone must be worried. Besides, the two armies are in dire need of manpower. How can I stay here and practice martial arts in peace?" Xu Liang thought this to himself, and even without him saying it, the others could tell. That morning after breakfast, just as Xu Liang was about to start practicing, Elder Chun waved his hand, "No practice today. Let's have a little sparring."
A little while later, a banquet was set up, and nine people sat around it. Xu Liang didn't know what was going on, and then Du Kun said, "Third General, these elders have discussed it: today we're giving you a farewell dinner, and tomorrow we'll send you off."
Xu Liang was pleased and very happy. Before the banquet, the Four Elders of Spring and Autumn told Xu Liang: "This time, upon returning to Sunflower Hill, the next step will be to attack Dieyun Peak. A fierce battle is inevitable. Our biggest concern for you is Zhu Liang and Chen Dongpo. You must be extra careful. Wang Dian and Huo Yugui are also no ordinary people. If Dieyun Peak only has these people, you can handle them with your current abilities; but if there are other experts, things will be different. It's easy to deal with whoever comes. If the two demons from Bixia Palace in the East Sea of Yunnan don't come, things will be easier. But according to rumors, the people of Dieyun Peak have invited them, and even one of them will be enough to give you trouble. Child, this..." "Remember my parting words: Be extra careful whenever and wherever you see these two devils. They are not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also unreasonable, ruthless, and vicious!"
Du Kun filled Xu Liang's cup, stroking his beard as he chuckled, "And another piece of good news! The messenger came back and told me that your Kaifeng Prefecture has produced another remarkable hero named Bai Yunrui. I heard he's a disciple of Xiahou Ren, the White Cloud Swordsman, and has two unofficial teachers, Gongye Shouchang and the Lingkong Monk. Now, in addition to your Five Little Heroes, you've gained another valiant general. Isn't this a cause for celebration?"
Xu Liang was overjoyed upon hearing this, wishing he could sprout wings and fly back to the mansion to see what his brother Bai Yunrui looked like and how skilled he was. How wonderful it would be to work together as brothers to catch thieves! The banquet ended, and he had to leave the next day. Xu Liang's heart was filled with warmth: how could he repay such a kindness? He was a little troubled, so he confided his concerns to Zhao Pu and Wei Baibao. Zhao Pu laughed, "What are you thinking? There's an old saying, 'Better to give up a gold ingot than a spring.' This martial arts skill is priceless. How can you possibly repay this favor? No need. As long as you act uprightly and honestly, serving the country openly and honorably, your recognition is your repayment to us. Besides, when we are in dire need of help in the future, will you just stand by and do nothing? We'll need your help then! Don't worry about it, child."
Xu Liang was comforted. Back in the small courtyard on the back mountain, Xu Liang entered the house and found his beloved wife, Furong, sitting on the bed, weeping softly. "What's wrong, darling?"
Old Xi asked with concern. "Nothing, I'm just sad because I heard you're leaving. Husband, I really don't want you to go. We've only just gotten married, I've only just begun to enjoy the pleasures of lovemaking, and now you're leaving me."
She started crying again. Actually, Xu Liang was also heartbroken. He had such a beautiful wife, yet he had to go to the battlefield to fight. Sigh... He had to prioritize the affairs of the country. "Don't worry, Furong, I'll come to pick you up as soon as I'm done. Really! I won't lie to you."
Hearing this, Furong stopped crying and smiled, pressing her voluptuous body tightly against Old Xi. Xu Liang also tenderly embraced his wife. Furong looked at Xu Liang with a charming gaze and said gently, "Good husband, tonight I want you to fuck me well."
Furong had lost her girlish shyness, replaced by the allure and wantonness of a bride. Looking at his beautiful and alluring wife beside him, Lao Xi'er was immediately filled with passion. He lowered his head and kissed her sexy red lips. Furong also stretched out her fair arms to wrap around Lao Xi'er's neck and took the initiative to extend her smooth and tender tongue to lick Lao Xi'er's lips. Their tongues intertwined passionately. Xu Liang felt Furong constantly inserting her tongue into his mouth, and Lao Xi'er also inserted his tongue into her rosy mouth, not missing the tip of her tongue or even every snow-white and crystal-clear tooth, sucking each other's sweet saliva and feeling that wet and warm touch. The young couple kissed passionately, and in the midst of the passionate kiss, they became even more excited. At this moment, Furong's small hands slowly unbuttoned her clothes one by one, and Lao Xi'er cooperated with her to quickly take them off, until they were naked, without a single stitch. Their four trembling hands were so skilled, and their mutual caresses further aroused the turbulent spring tide in their hearts. Furong's white jacket and silk undergarments were unbuttoned. Xu Liang gently pulled them open, revealing a pair of pink, high, full breasts. A deep red bra adorned her, and her brownish-red nipples bounced back and forth, as if beckoning him. Xu Liang was ecstatic. Gazing into Furong's spring-like eyes, her soft, moist red lips, her hot, rapid breaths, and her full, burning body, he felt as if he had transformed into a raging fire, a rapidly surging tide, making his heart flutter and his blood boil. Furong's alluring almond-shaped eyes, shimmering with autumn waves, looked at Xu Liang with tender affection. Encouraged, Old Xi'er cupped one of Furong's breasts in one hand and suckled the tender red nipple with all his might, while his other hand kneaded her other breast, alternating between the two and playing with them. Stimulated, Furong let out soft moans, like a dream, twisting her large, white buttocks, her long hair cascading over half the headboard. Her voice sounded like sobbing, and her desire surged even higher. Xu Liang twisted Furong's already engorged and hardened tender red nipples with his fingers, kissing and biting his way down her red lips. When he touched Furong's nipples again, he teased them with his tongue for a moment before beginning to suckle them forcefully. Furong screamed excitedly, twisting her slender, naked body. Her eyes were half-closed and half-closed, and she tilted her head back, moaning, "Oh... harder... oh... ah! It's so beautiful... so comfortable..."
Furong clung tightly to Xu Liang, her small hands haphazardly scratching at his hair. A surge of intense desire spread throughout her skin, and she trembled. Her body was overflowing with desire, like a raging river or a giant wave crashing against her heart, pounding her nerves, rushing through her veins, and arousing her mature, sensual parts, leaving her lower body wet and overflowing with moisture. Furong stretched out her slender, fair hands and caressed Xu Liang's body, finally stopping at Lao Xi'er's already erect penis. She grasped the long, thick penis and stroked it up and down. Furong felt the pulse on the penis throbbing intensely in her hands. With each pulse, the penis bobbed up and down. Then her small hand slid down and grasped the two testicles in her hand, gently kneading them. Lao Xi'er gasped, a hot current churning in his lower abdomen, wave after wave, one after another. He involuntarily moved his thick palm down Furong's smooth back, then down her plump buttocks. The mucus increased the lubrication between her flesh, and his two fingers slipped inside, gently teasing Furong's swollen clitoris. Furong's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were filled with desire, and she kept squeezing her legs tightly together, her hips swaying gracefully. "Ah...ah...um...inside...oh..."
Furong moaned with satisfaction. Furong couldn't bear this overwhelming stimulation; every nerve in her body was tense as if being electrocuted. She knelt on the bed, holding Xu Liang's thick penis in her hands, swallowing it like a sausage, sucking and pulling vigorously. A trickle of slightly salty secretions, carrying the fishy smell of the male penis, were swallowed down with her. Seeing that she was already aroused, her entire lower body flowing with sticky lustful fluid like a stream, Lao Xi couldn't resist any longer. He gently laid Furong down on the bed. Furong's eyes were half-closed, her cheeks flushed, her red lips slightly parted, and she said in a coquettish voice, "Good husband, come quickly! I want you to kiss my lower part."
As she spoke, she spread her two snow-white, slender thighs apart. After several days of lovemaking, Furong had deeply fallen in love with oral sex. Xu Liang buried his head between her legs, examining her closely. Furong's high, rounded mons pubis was covered with neatly curled pubic hair. The glistening, shimmering fluid blurred the entire area. Beyond the mound lay her crimson vulva, the labia majora turned outwards, the labia minora tender and glistening, pulsating slightly. Her clitoris was large, swollen, and bright red, gleaming. A clear, transparent stream of fluid flowed slowly down her thighs onto the satin bed, forming a small pool and leaving damp marks everywhere. Furong's pinkish-white thighs and full buttocks teased him, seducing him and driving him to madness, rendering him powerless. Xu Liang reached out and pressed down on Fu Rong's two large, everted labia majora, gently separating them to reveal her bright red, tender flesh, which was soaked with trickling amounts of vaginal fluid. Old Xi'er was so tempted that he almost drooled. An irresistible urge commanded his brain and dominated his entire body. He recklessly thrust his head forward, and his sharp tongue began to passionately sweep through Fu Rong's tender vulva. Xu Liang first used the tip of his tongue to gently scrape Fu Rong's swollen and protruding clitoris. Each time he scraped it, her whole body trembled. With the slow movements, her snow-white body convulsed continuously, followed by Fu Rong's lewd moans: "Ah... I... it... is so... so comfortable... my whole body... itches... so... intensely..."
Fu Rong's satisfied cries further stimulated Lao Xi'er's lust. His sharp tongue began to move downwards, licking back and forth in the crevices of her labia majora and minora, sliding from bottom to top, stroke by stroke. Xu Liang's tongue tip was so steady, accurate, and ruthless, so powerful and measured. After licking for dozens of times, Fu Rong began to sway her slender waist and sway her plump buttocks in response. Lost in a trance, Furong felt as if a powerful volcanic eruption had erupted within the crevice of her little fleshy hole. Starting from the opening, waves of heat surged and trembled, spreading and intensifying. In an instant, her entire body descended into a state of frenzy, causing her moans to grow louder and louder: "Good...good man...husband...you...you're licking my little hole...it's so itchy...numb...and so sore...oh...it's so itchy...quickly...put it in...stop the itch...it's so itchy...ah...don't torture me anymore...please."
Xu Liang's lust intensified by his new wife's praise. He saw that Furong's vaginal fluids were gushing out in gushes, flowing down her thighs and anus. His eyes blazed with desire. He lowered his head and thrust his tongue deep into her vagina. He forcefully straightened his tongue and began to rotate it back and forth inside her. He rotated it so powerfully and rhythmically that he felt the vaginal walls change from a slight tremor to a constant writhing, and then from writhing to tense contractions. His long tongue was pinched and felt a slight pain. As Xu Liang's long tongue entered, Furong felt an incomparable fullness filling her vaginal walls. The itching sensation gradually deepened and intensified. "My...inside...it...it's...killing...me...harder...no...into...the...inside...I can't...take...it..."
She knew she had reached the peak of pleasure. Furong writhed her plump, white buttocks desperately, her little hole overflowing with lustful fluids that spilled from his mouth. Her face flushed, and she gasped for breath, her body trembling violently before she climaxed with a series of increasingly loud moans. Lying limp and powerless on the bed, Furong said sweetly to Xu Liang, "You always make me almost faint, you really exhaust me."
Knowing she needed a rest after each climax, Old Xi'er said, "You sleep for a while, I'll go relieve myself, we'll continue later."
He casually threw on a coat and got out of bed. Just as Xu Liang was walking between the inside and outside of the room, he sensed someone outside. That onlooker might say, "Don't talk nonsense! With Xu Liang's skills, he wouldn't even know someone was outside. Don't forget they were just lost in passionate pleasure." Xu Liang arrived at the man's side with lightning speed, and with a flick of his finger, he struck the man's pressure point. Old Xi'er looked closely... oh... it was Furong's personal maid, 16-year-old Ning'er. Ning'er, now acupunctured, stood motionless, draped in a sheer, gossamer-like undergarment. Her oval face, flushed with desire, was radiant. Her almond-shaped eyes shone with a captivating, shimmering light. Her small, delicate nose twitched slightly, and her full, crimson lips, like ripe lychees, tempted one to take a bite. Her small mouth was slightly parted, emitting a lewd laugh and panting. Her two rows of white teeth resembled jade shells from the seashore, and her two round dimples, like small pools of water, rippled with alluring charm. A faint fragrance of perfume wafted into Old Xi'er's nostrils. Xu Liang immediately understood that this young maid had been spying on the couple making love. Old Xi'er said nothing, but picked up Ning'er and carried her to the maid's side room. He placed Ning'er on the bed, casually lit a candle, and ignored her, focusing intently on admiring and savoring her youthful and supple body, arousing his own stimulation and pleasure. Her entire body exuded boundless youthful vitality, full, lustrous, and incredibly elastic. Her long, black hair was neatly braided into two playful braids, tied with colorful hair ties and adorned with a fragrant, bright white flower; her well-proportioned figure accentuated her curves, with undulating waves; her arms were smooth and glossy, like jade lotus roots emerging from the mud unsullied; her neck was long, round, and warm as snow. A transparent nightgown made her alluring features clearly visible: her breasts were firm, large, and elastic, white, smooth, and incredibly sensual, easily grasped, looking like two ripe peaches. With slightly panting breaths, her chest swayed gently, her bright red nipples and brownish-red areolas like two large red dates embedded in a steamed bun, a sight that never ceased to captivate. Looking down, her flat, smooth abdomen, her fair, slightly upturned buttocks, glistening with dewdrops of spring, her slender waist slightly swaying, her breasts and hips undulating, her navel, like a wine cup, overflowing with pure fragrance, and between her round, pink legs, her vulva wide open, her jade beads throbbing… Old Xi helped Ning'er release her pressure points, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with spring. "Why were you peeping at us?"
Xu Liang asked. "Young Master, you always make my young lady moan uncontrollably, I've seen it several times already, Ning'er also wants to…"
As she spoke, she parted her two pink thighs, her eyes half-closed, her cheeks flushed, her red lips slightly parted. Old Xi leaned forward and kissed Ning'er's sexy lips, she put her tongue into Xu Liang's mouth for him to suck on, and Old Xi diligently sucked on the beautiful girl's wet, slippery tongue, his hands roaming restlessly over her body. The girl, lost in passion, clung tightly to Xu Liang's neck, moaning, "Oh...oh...ah...good son-in-law, let me see your big cock."
Old Xi stood, while Ning'er squatted down, looking at the thick, erect penis with curiosity and excitement. The girl's cheeks flushed red, and she gasped for breath. She first reached out her slender, white hand and gently pinched the glans, rotating it once. It was surrounded by curly black hair. With her other hand, she spread her thumb and middle finger, bringing it close to the penis. Her thumb pressed against the glans, and her middle finger reached towards the base, finding the large, wrinkled, dark testicles. The girl lowered her head to smell it, and a unique masculine scent she had never smelled before ignited her desire. She gently squeezed the large penis and stroked it back and forth. The penis in her hand grew larger and thicker, and she felt it contract and expand in her hand, writhing with each contraction. The veins on the glans were bulging from the rubbing, and the glans was red and translucent. The sight made Xiao Ning'er's body throb with lust, and an uncontrollable passion surged through her body. The girl's whole body began to tremble. She cupped the penis in her hands and gently licked the swollen glans with her smooth, fragrant tongue. Then, imitating Furong, she took the penis into her mouth and began to suck and swallow it. The stimulation from the mature man's penis caused a rapid wave of heat to spread throughout the girl's body. Her vagina began to stir, her slender waist began to sway, and her snow-white buttocks swayed incessantly. Old Xi dared not waste any time, fearing that Furong would discover him. He laid Xiao Ning'er flat on the bed, greedily admiring her. He saw her breasts high and firm, her nipples erect, her waist swaying gently, her snow-white legs swaying slowly. In the girl's mysterious triangle, patches of pubic hair grew, curving, crossing, and surrounding her. Her full, round, rosy, and glossy labia were still dripping with glistening vaginal fluid. Her vulva, like a small mountain, bulged high at the lower part of her abdomen. Her pink clitoris was swollen and full, fully exposed outside the labia. Below the vulva and above the anus, there was also a patch of pubic hair. These mysterious areas of the young girl, which aroused his blood, deeply attracted him. This was the first time Ning'er's little fleshy hole had been seen by anyone. Streams of vaginal fluid flowed out in large quantities. Unable to bear it any longer, she rolled over and knelt on the bed, raising her fair buttocks high, spreading her legs, and swaying her hips, accompanied by the swaying of her pink skirt. At the same time, she untied the straps of her nightgown, revealing her fair and firm breasts, which she vigorously rubbed until they were deformed, while moaning, "Good son-in-law, hurry up and fuck me, hurry up and fuck me, I want it so much, oh..."
Old Xi'er held his already erect penis and roughly inserted it into her already wet honey hole, thrusting hard. The girl was half naked, holding the quilt on the bed with both hands, bending her body with her white buttocks raised high. Xu Liang hugged her tightly from behind, one hand gripping Ning'er's pair of firm and full breasts, his thick red penis thrusting back and forth powerfully from the girl's raised buttocks into her hole. Ning'er's slightly parted lips emitted intermittent moans of excitement: "Oh...I feel so good...oh...ah...ah...so itchy...so good...you...you're so good...you...are...the one...ah...oh...my good son-in-law."
Xu Liang looked down at Ning'er's thick labia, which were opening and closing, with a gush of vaginal fluid. His thick penis was covered with the girl's vaginal fluid, glistening. With each thrust, the two plump labia were turned inside out, making a "squelch...squelch...squelch" sound. Ning'er turned her head to look at the point where the two were joined, her jade teeth biting her red lips, her eyes half-closed, her face flushed with a lustful desire. Xu Liang thrust even harder. Suddenly, Furong's voice came from the main room: "Husband...husband...where are you!" Oh
no! The lady had woken up. Ning'er was also very scared, but the intense stimulation made them unwilling to separate. The old man thrust hard a few more times, then pulled out his wet penis. Ning'er rolled over and hugged Xu Liang, and the two kissed a few more times. "There will be other opportunities in the future,"
Old Xi'er comforted the girl for a few moments before returning to the bedroom. "Where did you go?"
Furong asked. "I have a bit of an upset stomach."
"Oh...come...good husband...I want more."
The young couple made love countless times throughout the night, until they were both exhausted. The next morning at dawn, Du Kun prepared a feast to bid farewell to Xu Liang. Du Furong packed Lao Xi'er's clothes and, with tears in her eyes, saw Xu Liang off at Xiaogu Peak. The crowd followed behind, but they remained silent, also feeling reluctant to part. Grandpa Chun, holding Xu Liang's hand, walked and talked: "No matter what kind of bandits you encounter in the future, when you fight, you must first be calm and not panic. As long as you keep your mind steady, you will have the confidence to win. In addition, you must be fast. In martial arts, the faster one wins. Speed means striking first."
"I will remember it well."
"Say hello to Jiang Ping, Zhan Xiongfei, Zhihua and others to us old brothers. We will have the opportunity to meet again in the future."
After seeing Xu Liang off for five or six miles, he was still reluctant to leave. Finally, Xu Liang stopped, clasped his
hands in a fist and said to everyone: "Please stay, everyone. I, Xu Liang, will definitely repay your kindness sooner or later." He then knelt down and kowtowed to everyone, and then left with a heavy heart. After walking more than a mile, he looked back and saw the old men and Du Kun and Wu Bao still waving to him. Xu Liang wiped away his tears and turned the corner. From this point on, when the bandits in Dongjing were causing trouble and Xu Liang was hiring a master, all of them had gone. Du Furong even gave birth to a son for Lao Xi'er, but that's another story. Meanwhile, Xu Liang rushed to Sunflower Hill, using his land-based leaping technique, and arrived at Dieyun Peak after dark, covering over four hundred li. His intention was to explore the mountain before meeting Jiang Ping. However, his timing was perfect; Jiang Ping had made a mistake, trapping everyone in Coffin Gully. Just as they reached the cliff edge, they saw Lu Qing acting violently. Xu Liang hid in a tree, rubbing his eyes, and watched as the strange man used a rope to pull people up: Uncle Jiang, Uncle Zhan, and the Five Righteous Brothers. But he grabbed and slapped each person as they climbed, finally pulling out a young man who introduced himself as Bai Yunrui. Xu Liang watched closely as Lu Qing reached out, repeatedly giving him a thumbs-up: "My brother is indeed capable; his skills are not only basic but also quite refined." But he could tell at a glance that Bai Yunrui was no match for Lu Qing. Later, he was indeed exhausted and covered in sweat, only able to parry and unable to retaliate, resorting to a defensive stance to block Lu Qing's advance. If they didn't go down soon, something terrible would happen, so he shouted and appeared on the spot. This is the whole story of Xu Liang's disappearance. When Xu Liang appeared, Bai Yunrui's heart felt like it had opened two doors. The two had never met before, and Bai Yunrui was especially affectionate towards Xu Liang: "Third Brother! I am your brother Bai Yunrui, and Bai Yutang is my father."
"No need for introductions, I already know. You rest for a while, and it would be best if you rescued the people lying here and broke their pressure points. It's okay, a push will do. I'll deal with this ugly ghost. We'll talk after I knock his head off."
Lu Qing was shocked: Wh...what? Knock my head off? You've got quite the nerve! The old man jumped up in anger: "Who are you, kid?"
"Don't make a fuss, I'm a meat man."
"Nonsense! Who are you?"
"I am Xu Liang, the White-Eyed Man."
Huh? Lu Qing was stunned: What's going on with Wang Dian? Didn't he say he was going to hold a meeting to take Xu Liang's head? What kind of mess is this! He glared at Xu Liang and asked, "Xu Liang? What happened? Are you dead or alive?"
"Um—I am dead." "
You can come back even if you're dead?"
"I died unjustly. When I went to the underworld, I realized I hadn't taken you with me. It would be best if we went hand in hand!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
He slapped Xu Liang across the face. Bai Yunrui was worried about Xu Liang and shouted from the side, "Third Brother, be careful! This old guy is tough!"
Xu Liang understood his feelings and still grinned, "Don't worry, old brother, beating him is like beating a child."
Seeing the palm coming, he dodged to the side and met the palm with both of his own. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Bai Yunrui rushed to Jiang Ping, Zhan Xiongfei, and the others, grabbing their shoulders and shaking their heads, massaging them. In no time, he had revived everyone. When everyone came to their senses, they rubbed their eyes and moved their limbs, as if they had just had a nightmare. Jiang Ping got up and looked around, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, only feeling very uncomfortable. Then everyone got up. Jiang Ping asked, "Yunrui, what's going on here? Where is this place?"
Bai Yunrui told him, "This is the Hundred-Zhang Cliff. Look ahead, that little old man is our enemy, named Flying Demon Lu Qing."
Then he briefly explained how everyone had been tricked and how he had escaped harm. People asked who was fighting Lu Qing now, and Yunrui happily asked Jiang Ping, "Take a good look and see who that is!" Then
he answered himself, "Isn't that my third brother, Xu Liang?"
Everyone jumped for joy upon hearing this. Thunderbolt Ghost Han Tianjin thought: No, it's a dream. He wanted to test whether it was a dream or reality, and the best way was to bite his finger. Thinking of this, he reached out, grabbed his finger, and bit it hard. After biting it, he didn't feel any pain. He thought: Oh no, it really is a dream! He didn't feel pain, but someone else did! At the same time, someone else... With a loud "Ouch!" Han Tianjin exclaimed, "My god, what's wrong with you? You're biting my finger!"
Startled, Han Tianjin realized he hadn't bitten his own finger but had instead put Fang Shu'an's finger in his mouth, making even the simpleton laugh. "What... what's going on?!"
Meanwhile, Lu Qing and Xu Liang fought for over thirty rounds without a clear winner. Everyone hoped Xu Liang would win so they could quickly ask him where he came from and where he'd been all this time. But even if Xu Liang was incredibly skilled and could easily defeat anyone, defeating this flying demon god in a few moves was no easy feat! They fought for fifty rounds and still couldn't decide a winner. Yun Rui had recovered from his fatigue and wanted to go up and replace Xu Liang. If that didn't work, the two of them could take on one of him, so he wanted to drag his weapons over. Speaking of Xu Liang, he thought: The Four Elders of Spring and Autumn said never to encounter the Two Demons of Yunnan, and yet they had. This old guy was really hard to deal with. Luckily, I had learned martial arts twice, otherwise I would have really suffered. Then he thought: "Old Chun said that you have to be quick when you make a move, because speed means striking first. I have to use this move." He looked at the six darts he was carrying. These things were quite heavy, and there was no point in keeping them. He might as well use them to kill Lu Qing. If the fight dragged on, it would be disadvantageous for him, especially since they were on Dieyun Peak. If it dragged on, reinforcements would arrive, and he would be at a disadvantage. So, a quick battle was the best option. So he feinted a few times, pulled out all six darts, and carrying three in each hand, he turned around and threw three white lights at Lu Qing: "Let me show you!"
As Lu Qing was fighting, he saw Xu Liang turn around and throw three cold lights at him. He had a bad feeling: "Oh... ah... ah!"
He jumped up two zhang high with his toes touching the ground. Xu Liang's three darts all hit the trees and "thud thud thud!"
They were embedded deep in the trees. But Lu Qing couldn't stay suspended in the air forever. As soon as he landed, Xu Liang flicked his wrist: three darts flew towards his neck, throat, chest, and abdomen. Lu Qing kicked his foot to the ground, leaned back, and landed on the ground in a "Golden Bridge" maneuver. He dodged quickly; all three darts missed. Bai Yunrui, watching from the side, was anxious for Xu Liang: "Oh dear! What a waste of effort!"
Lu Qing did a somersault to his feet, but Xu Liang raised his left arm: "Let me show you, Jiangmi Tiao Kabaqi!" A hidden dart appeared. Lu Qing dodged it with a flick of his face. Xu Liang raised his right arm: "Kabaqi!"
Lu Qing dodged again with a flick of his head. Xu Liang was furious, thinking: How can this old guy be so fast? Did I practice my hidden weapons for nothing? In a fit of pique, he pulled out a handful of pebbles—featherless flying locust stones. He called these things "Caozi Gao"—were there really such hard Caozi Gao? Xu Liang grabbed several pieces in one hand, picking them up with his thumb and forefinger: "Caozi Gao, Caozi Gao, Caozi Gao!"
"Bang bang bang!" he spat out repeatedly. This time, Lu Qing couldn't dodge. He barely flinched before another one hit him; he ducked, and yet another came. He didn't manage to dodge properly, and a flying pebble struck his nose. "Bang!"
"Ouch!"
The bridge of the nose is delicate, and Xu Liang's blows were powerful. No wonder Lu Qing screamed; his nose was broken, his vision blurred, and tears streamed down his face. At the same time, Xu Liang's speed was incredible. He grabbed his large ring-bladed sword and jumped over: "...You big bastard! Look at you! You're right here..."
With a "whoosh," the blade was raised, and Lu Qing, realizing the danger, turned to run. But how could he escape? Xu Liang swiftly brought the blade down, decapitating him in one stroke. This ferocious flying demon was unexpectedly slain by Xu Liang on the mountain. Yun Rui clapped her hands with delight: "Good! Third Brother, that was a brilliant move!"
Fang Shu'an jumped over, grabbed the head, and slapped it twice across the face: "Hmm, you're no match for me, you old man, even with those two moves. I'll teach you to be
so arrogant!" His dead body and head were both a source of amusement for everyone; that was exactly the kind of person Fang Shu'an was. Xu Liang wiped the blood from the blade with the sole of his boot and then greeted everyone. The crowd surrounded Xu Liang, bombarding him with questions they couldn't answer. Overjoyed, everyone present wept. Old Xi briefly recounted what had happened, then said to Jiang Ping, "This is no place to talk. We should strike while the iron is hot and raze Dieyun Peak to the ground tonight!"
Jiang Ping, now invigorated, replied, "With you and Yunrui here, what are we afraid of! Brothers, children, follow me!"
The group grabbed their weapons and rushed towards the entrance of Coffin Gully. The guards, caught off guard by the sudden attack, were scattered and fled by Xu Liang and Yunrui's two precious swords. Ai Hu, Bai Yunsheng, and Han Tianjin rushed to the cliff edge, dispersed the guards, discarded their bows and arrows, and cleared the obstacles on the mountain path, opening it to traffic. Jiang Ping instructed Han Tianjin to prepare branches and wood to build three bonfires, which quickly burst into flames. After the signal was given, the invincible general Li Yong ordered the cannons to be fired and the mountain attacked. The main pass was swiftly captured by the Song army, and with coordinated actions from all sides, the entire mountain erupted in flames. Dan Biao, Yunrui, Xu Liang, Jiang Ping, and the others rushed towards the central hall. A messenger had already reported to Wang Dian that Lu Qing was dead, the front mountain had been occupied by Kaifeng Prefecture, and Song Dynasty soldiers were surging in like a tide. Wang Dian's face immediately changed color. He thought, "How could things change so quickly?" He didn't understand how Lu Qing could die so soon, but who could lie now? Wang Dian ordered everyone to guard the central hall and not to cause chaos, under penalty of death for disobedience! Despite his words, morale was already low. Just as he finished speaking, someone in the courtyard shouted, "Hey! Wang Dian, come out... all of you, get the hell out here!"
The thieves in the hall quickly blew out the lamps, plunging the central hall into darkness. People hid behind pillars and doors, some of the more timid ones crawling under tables. The firelight outside illuminated the paper windows. Wang Dian grabbed a short-handled, gilded phoenix-winged halberd, one in each hand, leaped behind a door, poked a hole in the paper window, and looked into the courtyard: Damn it! The men from Kaifeng Prefecture stormed into the courtyard. Someone peeked through a hole in the paper windowpane and suddenly saw Xu Liang, causing even greater chaos. The imposter Xu Liang, Wang Shun, nicknamed "Purple-Faced Vajra," was terrified. He thought, "I thought Xu Liang was dead, but he's clearly alive! As long as he's breathing, he won't let me go!" Lu Zhen, Han Tianjin, and their gang were determined to avenge their father's death, and Wang Shun hid in the shadows, too afraid to move. Meanwhile, Zhu Liang was also panicking: "My luck is terrible! Yanwangzhai suffered such a crushing defeat, and even Chen Dongpo, who was with me at Dieyun Peak, is dead. This mountain has fallen so quickly; I have to find another way out. The best of the thirty-six stratagems is to flee!" He remained outwardly calm, patting Wang Dian with his cane: "Great Chieftain, when soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll block it with earth. Come, come, open the gates and let this old man fight them to the death!"
Everyone else was terrified, like mice avoiding a cat, but this old man volunteered. Wang Dian almost burst into tears: "Old swordsman, good! I'm counting on you, sir."
"No problem, I'll do my best."
They say old people are cunning, and old horses are slippery! "Bang!"
Zhu Liang opened the door. Just in case, he pulled a chair and threw it into the courtyard, then jumped into the courtyard. The people from Kaifeng Prefecture sealed off all the gates and walls in the courtyard. In the firelight, Xu Liang and Bai Yunrui looked imposing, their two precious swords, one ugly and one handsome, completely blocking the front hall. Zhu Liang roared, "Xu Liang, you brat! We're sworn enemies. Don't think you're still alive; you deserve to die by my cane. Give me your life!"
He swung his cane at Xu Liang like a madman. Old Xi, unperturbed, dodged, saying, "Look at you, Zhu Liang! Even Yamazhai has settled its debts, but yours is still outstanding. Today, it's time to settle the score. Let's see where you go now! Today, the people of Shanxi..."

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