lingering drizzle

Zhang Puxin, the master of Xiyu Manor, was a master of the Xiyu Sword Technique, renowned for his exceptional skill and generosity.
He enjoyed a high reputation in the martial arts world. His young master, Zhang Xin, was a dashing and romantic figure. Although he rarely appeared in the martial arts world, his romantic escapades
were already widely known. Zhang Xin not only married the beautiful daughter of the renowned scholar Mei Xifeng, but also won the heart of the most beautiful courtesan from the Qingyu Pavilion in Jiangnan. Young heroes from
various sects idolized him, envying his romantic encounters.
Unexpectedly, disaster struck. Xiyu Manor's rival, Feilong Fortress, allied with the Jiangnan outlaws, launched a surprise attack on Xiyu Manor under cover of night . The master's main force
was killed in the battle, and that night, the fire at Xiyu Manor burned all night long.
＊ ... Back when bandits from Guandong were roaming Jiangnan, Yue Qiming, by chance, learned of their hideout. Unable to wait for reinforcements, he single-handedly stormed their territory. In that battle, Yue Qiming sustained 107 wounds, large and small, yet he annihilated the entire band of bandits. Yue Qiming became famous overnight, and thereafter fought with ever-increasing ferocity, remaining undefeated for several years. Later, he rescued a traitorous Shaolin monk, and through a fortuitous encounter, learned Shaolin's secret techniques. Combining these with his own insights, he created the Subduing Tiger Overlord Fist. His martial arts skills became unfathomable. Yue Qiming was a banner; as long as Yue Qiming stood, Flying Dragon Fortress was invincible. After the battle at Fine Rain Manor, Yue Qiming rarely fought anymore, as fewer and fewer people were worthy of his attention. A man like Yue Qiming was undoubtedly very confident. Because those who lacked confidence were all cut down by his blade, Yue Qiming was a confident man. Today is the day the Lord of Flying Dragon Fortress is taking his third concubine. Lord Huang Feilong of Flying Dragon Fortress has , treating him like his own son. Yue Qiming plans to finally settle a long-delayed matter, and also as a congratulatory gift for the Lord's concubine. Yue Qiming strolled slowly down the street, followed by a servant named Zhang Huan. A master like Yue Qiming never needs many followers. Yue Qiming arrived at a brothel. The name of the brothel wasn't important. What mattered was that there was a courtesan there. This woman was named Lotus, and she had suddenly appeared at the brothel two years ago. With her graceful figure and stunning beauty, she was undoubtedly very popular . However, Lotus was proud and aloof, making it difficult for ordinary people to even catch a glimpse of her. Yue Qiming was no ordinary person, so he was now sitting in Lotus's boudoir. Lotus: "Second Master Yue, what brings you to my humble abode? Today is the auspicious day for Master Huang to take a concubine." Yue Qiming: "Coming here, naturally for pleasure. I've heard Miss Lotus's dancing is exquisite; how about you perform a ?" Inviting a young lady to dance in her boudoir, the dance was certainly no ordinary one. Lotus's beautiful eyes shifted slightly, glancing at Zhang Huan, the servant behind Yue Qiming , and she said, "Dancing for Second Master Yue is certainly possible, but I've never heard that Second Master Yue likes to have servants watching when he's having fun." Yue Qiming smiled enigmatically and said, "That's fine, you'll be well rewarded." Lotus sighed inwardly, thinking, "He's a boorish man; I'll probably be having a double penetration later." But her face was beaming with smiles as she said , "In that case, I'll make a fool of myself." She gracefully rose, removing her outer garment to reveal a thin red silk dress, her curvaceous figure faintly visible . Under the light gauze, two strings of orchids covered her breasts and crotch. As the music of string and wind instruments began, Lotus swayed her slender waist and began to dance gracefully. Her movements were sometimes gentle and graceful, sometimes flamboyant. Her perfect body was faintly visible beneath the light veil, and although the key parts were covered by orchids, they still exuded a unique charm with her light dance. Even Yue Qiming, a seasoned lover, was left speechless with desire. The music of string and wind instruments turned into a seductive melody, and Lotus's dance gradually became more unrestrained. The unique charm emanating from her every move was intoxicating. Lotus's body sometimes curled and folded, sometimes stretched gently. Her beautiful body trembled with incredible movements. The trembling of her chest and buttocks was particularly noticeable. The orchid petals also fell with the trembling. Yue Qiming and Zhang Huan couldn't help but swallow hard, hoping that all the orchid petals would fall off. Lotus raised her long, slender leg, shifting all her weight onto her other foot, and pinched her orchid fingers, her beautiful body twisting in a boneless, supple way. With this movement, the seductive music of string and wind instruments reached its peak. The orchids had all fallen, revealing two crimson buds proudly standing atop her snow-white breasts. Her groin, flawlessly white, was a veritable "White Tiger's Den." Yue Qiming's blood boiled at the sight. He longed to immediately embrace this beauty before him and cherish her tenderly. The music abruptly ceased, and Lotus stopped as well. Fine beads of sweat glistened on her full breasts, rising and falling gently with her breath, incredibly alluring. Seeing the two men staring intently at her chest, Lotus blushed slightly, gently covering her breasts and lower back. Her beautiful eyes, filled with spring-like allure, gave Yue Qiming a coquettish glance and said, "Is my dance satisfactory, Second Master Yue?" Yue Qiming laughed heartily, "Satisfied, satisfied." He stood up, ripped off Lotus's light veil, and swept her up in his arms. He eagerly carried her to the large bed. Lotus shyly clung to Yue Qiming's neck, letting him do as he pleased. Yue Qiming pinned Lianhua down, his hands roaming over her perfect, delicate body, enjoying her silky smooth skin. Lianhua moaned seductively, clearly aroused. Yue Qiming's hands stopped at a certain acupoint on Lianhua's waist. Lianhua's body trembled. Yue Qiming whispered in Lianhua's ear, "I've heard that a young woman from the Eighteen Gates of Gods and Ghosts has mastered the Yang-Sucking Technique of a courtesan to perfection, causing countless heroes to fall beneath her. Moreover, this young woman is the most beautiful courtesan of the Qingyu Pavilion in Jiangnan." Lianhua's face paled, and she forced a smile, "What are you saying, Second Master? I can't wait any longer, please cherish me." Yue Qiming gently kneaded Lianhua's high breasts with one hand, while the other remained on a certain acupoint on her waist, and said lightly, "Coincidentally, Yuehua'er, the most beautiful courtesan of the Qingyu Pavilion in Jiangnan, married Zhang Xin, the young master of Xiyu Manor, several years ago." Lianhua's body stiffened, her face turning as white as paper. Yue Qiming continued, "What's even more coincidental is that I happen to know that although the Eighteen Techniques of Gods and Demons are unpredictable, the key to circulating all the power lies here. As long as..." As he spoke, he moved his fingers like a sword, unleashing a torrent of internal energy towards Lianhua's waist. Lianhua's vital point was struck by Yue Qiming, causing her body to go limp, and a look of despair flashed in her eyes. Then, her expression turned resolute, and she attempted to bite her tongue to commit suicide. Yue Qiming acted with lightning speed, dislocating Lianhua's jaw and coldly saying, "Biting your tongue won't kill , Miss Yuehua, don't waste your energy."

Lotus was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face, but with her martial arts crippled and her delicate body pinned down by the man, she couldn't muster any strength.
Yue Qiming raised his hand and pressed Lotus's chin back down. He said, "Don't try to kill yourself again. In my hands, even if you
want to die, it's difficult."
Lotus was utterly desperate. Her martial arts were crippled; she couldn't die even if she wanted to. Two streams of hot tears flowed down her cheeks.
Yue Qiming continued, "I originally intended to capture them directly and take them back to the Punishment Hall to interrogate them about the whereabouts of the remnants of Xiyu Manor,
but after seeing your graceful dance, I couldn't resist enjoying it myself."
If the hatred in Lotus's eyes could kill, Yue Qiming would probably be dead a thousand times over. Yue Qiming smiled faintly
, completely unconcerned, and gently licked away Lotus's tears with his tongue.
Lotus knew she was powerless to resist, and struggling would only increase the lust of this villain before her, so she simply
closed her beautiful eyes and pretended to be a corpse, motionless.
Yue Qiming smiled and took out a golden needle, pricking Lotus's alluring body several times. Lotus trembled, feeling
as if her entire body had become sensitive. The man's hot hands stirred an involuntary feeling within her.
Yue Qiming said, "This set of golden needles will make you even more sensitive, turning even a stone maiden into a harlot, not to mention you weren't a stone maiden
to begin with ."
As he spoke, his hands moved in two directions, one wantonly kneading Lotus's breasts, the other attacking Lotus's
secret place, his fingers pinching and kneading. He used all sorts of spells. Lotus felt waves of pleasure coming from her sensitive areas,
and the large hand that was ravaging her private parts felt like it was being electrocuted, the electric pleasure making Lotus involuntarily clench her
long legs.
Yue Qiming chuckled, "You couldn't hold back so quickly?"
Lotus's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she said in a trembling voice, "You dog, you won't die a good death."
Yue Qiming inserted a finger inside, saying calmly, "I never thought I'd die a good death."
As soon as his finger entered Lotus's beautiful place, Yue Qiming felt himself being tightly surrounded by a mass of soft flesh, mixed with warm,
lustful fluid, it was unexpectedly tight.
Lotus's face flushed crimson, and her breathing quickened. It was unclear whether it was from
shame or from the unbearable urge of Yue Qiming's wicked fingers.
Yue Qiming lowered his head, gently licking the crimson nipples on her snow-white breasts, discovering that the two buds were already erect
. Yue Qiming played with Lotus's vulva with two fingers, his thumb pointing downwards at her anus. Lotus's
body stiffened, and she couldn't help but let out a short moan. Lotus
wouldn't normally appear so vulnerable, but Yue Qiming's earlier use of the golden needles had been too powerful, making her incredibly sensitive. Even a gentle touch from Yue Qiming's large hand could produce an electric-like pleasure, let alone the skillful teasing he had given her on her chest and vulva. Soon, her groin was overflowing with desire. Faced with such a captivating body, Yue Qiming couldn't resist either, especially since Lotus's earlier graceful dance had already ignited his lust. He swiftly removed his clothes, his enormous member already poised and ready. He easily parted Lotus 's long, slender legs, his egg-sized glans pressing against her vulva. Lotus's heart had already sunk into an abyss; all around her was darkness. In despair, a sense quietly rose within her. Perhaps, she should just be fucked to death. Yue Qiming thrust his hips, his large penis slowly penetrating. He had been somewhat prepared for the tightness of Lotus's vagina, but he hadn't expected it to be so difficult to insert. The tender flesh inside Lotus's vagina defied its master's will, joyfully gripping Yue Qiming's penis. Yue Qiming exclaimed, "Truly a top-quality vulva." His thick penis moved in and out of Lotus's vagina, the squeezed-out fluids making lewd sounds. His hard, iron-like abdomen slammed against Lotus's strong, slender thighs, making a slapping sound. Lotus was practically going mad. After the stimulation of the golden needles, her entire body was incredibly sensitive; the pleasure from the large penis thrusting in and was like a storm assaulting her. With sheer willpower, she barely managed to suppress the lewd moans that escaped her lips. Her long, perfect legs almost irresistibly clung to the waist of the man who . "No," Lotus cried out in anguish, "I can't, I can't feel pleasure." Hmph, Yue Qiming sneered, grabbing one of Lotus's long, beautiful legs with one hand, turning her body to the side, and kneading her breasts with the other . His large penis moved in nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. Each deep thrust reached its hilt, hitting Lotus 's clitoris, while the shallow ones were incredibly gentle and finely grinding. "Let me die, God, you scoundrel," Lotus said , her beautiful eyes filled with tears, her voice filled with humiliation. Yue Qiming's teasing was skillful; she felt her waist involuntarily responding to her enemy's thrusts. Her breasts were caressed by his hot hands. Waves of pleasure washed over her. Her vagina was penetrated by his hot penis; each time Yue Qiming reached her clitoris, Lotus shuddered. A tidal wave of pleasure overwhelmed her, making it impossible for her to think. The advantage of side-lying is that you can admire a woman's perfectly long and slender legs. Lotus, who is skilled in singing and dancing, is especially exquisite. One of her beautiful legs has an excellent feel and great flexibility. Yue Qiming easily spread her legs at a ninety-degree angle. In this position, Yue Qiming's lower abdomen could press tightly against Lotus's secret place, and his thick, long penis was fully inserted. Yue Qiming admired the expression on Lotus's face as she suppressed her pleasure; he knew the power of the golden needles. With just a little more force , he could completely turn the beauty beneath him into a mindless slut. Yue Qiming no longer used the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, but instead used wide, sweeping thrusts, each time fully inserted. "No...no," Lotus murmured, her eyes gradually becoming hazy. The pleasure had already made her lose herself . Finally, her slender hand touched the hand that was misbehaving on her chest, helping him to ravage her breasts even more wantonly. Her small waist swayed gently, welcoming Yue Qiming's thrusts. "So comfortable...so good...harder." Lotus's moans grew louder, her eyes glazed over. She only knew how to pursue primal pleasure. Yue Qiming smiled smugly. Lotus's beautiful hole was exquisite; if she could actively respond, it would be even more pleasurable. He grabbed Lotus's slender legs and licked them with his tongue. Unexpectedly, Lotus's legs were quite sensitive. Her moans grew louder. Her little hole involuntarily tightened. Her beautiful eyes were filled with spring, infinitely charming. "Good man...you're so strong, I'm going to be fucked to death by you. Mmm, harder...I'd rather be fucked to death by you. Ah, ah, so good." Lotus moaned lasciviously. What about Xiyu Manor? What about revenge? She threw them all to the winds. She just wanted to keep going like this. "You slut, twist your waist harder." Lotus's response also gave Yue Qiming wave after wave of pleasure. He gritted his teeth and...

"Mmm," Lianhua responded coquettishly
. Her slender hands cupped the hand kneading her breasts and brought it to
her lips. Lianhua looked at Yue Qiming lasciviously. Slowly, she took two of Yue Qiming's fingers into her mouth, her small tongue
licking them delicately.
Yue Qiming was aroused by Lianhua's lascivious gaze, a surge of pleasure rising within him, almost causing him to ejaculate.
He bit his tongue lightly, managing to hold back.
He continued thrusting. His two fingers swirled wildly in Lianhua's mouth. Lianhua looked at him with seductive eyes,
her hands returning to her chest, kneading her firm breasts.
Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, glistening.
Yue Qiming could no longer resist. "You slut, this is for you to use as a face mask." Saying this, he pulled out his penis and stood
up .
Although Lianhua was reluctant to let his large penis leave, she cooperated by kneeling up,
looking up at . From this angle, his large penis appeared incredibly thick. A look of adoration appeared in Lianhua's eyes.
Yue Qiming enjoyed this gaze. He rubbed his penis a few times, and his large penis ejaculated, a million
sperm shooting onto Lianhua's pretty face in a few strokes. The amount was so large that it almost covered Lianhua's entire face.
Lianhua obediently knelt, not wiping, letting the fishy white semen cover her face. After Yue Qiming finished ejaculating,
without waiting for his instructions, she immediately took Yue Qiming's penis into her mouth and cleaned it carefully.
Before long, Yue Qiming's penis actually became hard again. Lianhua's small mouth was uncomfortable from the penis, but her eyes
flashed with joy.
"Turn around and stick your butt out," Yue Qiming commanded.
Lianhua turned around coquettishly and lay down, sticking out her round buttocks, which were as firm as a full moon. Yue Qiming
patted Lianhua's buttocks with satisfaction.
The two fleshy worms began their battle again.
"Ah, ah, so good... Second Master, you're fucking me to death."
"It's hitting the spot, hitting the G-spot, ahh. So comfortable."
Her snow-white flesh reveled in pleasure beneath him, a stark contrast to the bronze flesh pounding above her.
Lotus was being relentlessly fucked by Yue Qiming's large penis, reaching several orgasms, yet she didn't give in, bravely responding. Her small mouth
emitted wanton moans.
Sometime later, the two changed positions; Lotus sat in Yue Qiming's lap, her long, beautiful legs wrapped around
his waist, her hands intimately embracing him in a passionate kiss. Her body writhed wantonly.
Yue Qiming finally couldn't hold back any longer; another wave of pleasure washed over him, his ejaculation failing him,
shooting wildly into Lotus's fiery vagina. Even Yue Qiming, a master of pleasure, was momentarily stunned.
Suddenly, Lotus's previously wanton and dazed expression changed; she bit down hard, severing Yue Qiming's
tongue from her mouth.
With all four limbs exerting force, they tightly wrapped themselves around Yue Qiming's body. This embrace was quite significant. The *Great Sage's Joyful
Offering Method* states: "The Hundred-Victorious Tathagata… was originally the eldest son of the Great Self-Existent Heaven, a great deity who ravaged the world. To
subdue his tyranny, Avalokiteshvara manifested as a woman to embrace him, winning his favor. Therefore, he was called the Joyful Heaven." It also states: "The Great Sage Self-Existent
Heaven had three thousand sons. On the left, fifteen hundred, King Vinayaka was the foremost, committing all evil deeds; on the right, fifteen hundred, Shanayaka,
the foremost, cultivating all good deeds. This King Shanayaka was an incarnation of Avalokiteshvara. To reconcile the evil deeds of
Vinayaka , they were born into the same kind, becoming brothers and husband and wife, manifesting the form of embracing as one body. The original cause and condition are detailed in the *Great Bright Mantra Thief
Sutra*." This means that Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, to stop the Hundred-Victorious Tathagata from committing evil, did not hesitate to be reborn as an incarnation, becoming his
brother, sister, and husband and wife.
This embrace, however, is a secret technique of the Joyful Meditation: Avalokiteshvara sitting on the lap.
Yue Qiming, a highly skilled fighter, had his tongue bitten off during ejaculation, experiencing a mixture of excruciating pain and pleasure. Then ,
held captive by a secret technique from the Joyful Zen school, he was temporarily immobilized.
Behind him, the long-silent servant Zhang Huan moved. He had seemed nonexistent before, but now he struck at the crucial
moment . His target wasn't Lianhua, but Yue Qiming!
His swordplay was as gentle as a fine rain, yet silent and subtle, the sword piercing the weak joints of Yue Qiming's limbs.
With a twist, it severed all four of Yue Qiming's limbs.
The Fine Rain Sword Technique!
Poor Yue Qiming, with his body honed to an iron will through external martial arts, could have withstood the attack for a while if it had been aimed elsewhere,
allowing him to regain his breath. The outcome would have been different.
Yue Qiming felt a sharp pain, wanting to scream, but his tongue was bitten off, blood gushing from his mouth, and he couldn't utter
a sound . His eyes were filled with terror, anger, and confusion.
Lianhua glanced at Yue Qiming indifferently and said, "Yue Qiming, you are too arrogant. Although you are a top-tier
master, I am not Yuehua'er."
This seemingly random statement revealed the crux of the matter. It was true that Lianhua was from Xiyu Manor, and that she was
lurking there waiting for revenge. Yue Qiming, as a top-tier master, and located on Feilong Fortress's territory,
could easily have the Feilong Fortress's disciples surrounding the brothel in an instant if a fight broke out. His mistake was
his overconfidence; he mistook Lianhua for Yuehua'er and believed he had broken her martial arts. He hadn't
expected that Lianhua was actually Zhang Xin's other wife, Meilan of the Confucian school. Even more unexpected was that
Meilan, the daughter of a great Confucian scholar, practiced what ordinary people considered the decadent practice of "Joyful Zen."
Yue Qiming looked at the servant Zhang Huan, who was naturally Zhang Xin, the young master of Xiyu Manor. However, Zhang Xin had witnessed
his wife's adultery without revealing a trace, only intervening at the crucial moment.
In truth, although Zhang Xin was skilled, he was no match for Yue Qiming. If it weren't for this special occasion,
Yue Qiming could easily defeat three or four Zhang Xins.
Moreover, if Zhang Xin had shown any murderous intent while Mei Lan and Yue Qiming were making love, Yue Qiming would have
sensed it and wouldn't have been so careless.
Mei Lan saw through Yue Qiming's thoughts and giggled, "Let you lose willingly. That big bad Zhang Xin
loves watching people being raped by others the most."
She added shyly, "If someone is brought to multiple orgasms and their vagina is filled with another person's semen,
he's even happier."
Zhang Xin was also extremely excited to have removed the biggest obstacle on his path to revenge. He smiled and hooked Mei Lan's
chin, laughing, "Little slut, aren't you enjoying it too?"
Mei Lan was extremely shy. Even though she had just been passionately making love with another person in front of her husband, she still felt embarrassed.
She giggled and protested. Ignoring the semen still inside her vagina, she continued to flirt with her husband.
Yue Qiming was in despair. Now that his limbs had been cut off, he only wanted to die.
Zhang Xin glanced at him indifferently. Mei Lan smiled coquettishly, "Don't waste his unfathomable
inner strength . Let Sister Yuehua drain him dry."
Zhang Xin naturally understood his wife's thoughts and laughed, "You little hussy, haven't you had enough?"
Mei Lan blushed, "His big penis is indeed so big, as if it was tailor-made for my little hole. Every
time it can penetrate my most sensitive spot." As she spoke, her eyes became a little hazy.
Zhang Xin waved his hand and said, "Letting him die is too good for him. After you're tired of playing with him, throw him into the latrine and drown him."
Mei Lan stuck out her little tongue and said playfully, "Thank you, husband."
It's pitiful that a master of his generation met such a tragic end.
Zhang Xin said, "Hmph, you like playing around, don't you? You'll get what's coming to you next. Are you ready?"
Mei Lan, thinking of the next plan, immediately became wet, rubbing her long, beautiful legs, and whispered, "You naughty
husband ."
Seeing his wife's shy yet wanton appearance, Zhang Xin's heart fluttered, and he teased, "So, are we still going?
I can't bear to see you suffer, my wife."
Mei Lan's eyes were hazy, and she lightly bit her lower lip, "For my husband to avenge his great enemy, I'd
be willing to die, let alone suffer a little."
Zhang Xin embraced Mei Lan, his heart filled with emotion. The alluring body in his arms stirred Zhang Xin's desire; watching
his wife's battle with Yue Qiming had also excited him greatly. He hurriedly bandaged Yue Qiming, who had been reduced to a human stump, and then
kicked him off the bed.
"Wife, it's still early, why don't we…"
Evening, Feilong Fortress.
"Zhang Huan, why isn't Yue Qiming here?" Huang Feilong asked.
Zhang Xin: "Reporting to the Fortress Master, Second Master Yue has just located Zhang Xin, a remnant of the Xiyu Manor. I believe he will soon be able to bring
Zhang Xin's head to celebrate the Fortress Master's concubine congratulations."
Huang Feilong said, "Going alone? And with Yue Qiming like this, I'm afraid something bad will happen sooner or later."
Zhang Xin: "Second Master Yue is a peerless master, naturally he has that confidence."
Huang Feilong laughed heartily, also very confident in Yue Qiming.
Zhang Xin: "Fortress Master, before Second Master Yue left, he captured one of Zhang Xin's wives. What should we do with them?"
Huang Feilong waved his hand, "Hand them over to the head of the Punishment Hall. I'm taking a concubine today, so it's inconvenient for me to get involved in
bloodshed ."
Zhang Xin: "Yes."
The Fortress Master of Feilong Fortress taking a concubine is naturally a big deal, and big deals naturally require a banquet.
The heads of each hall are the core of Feilong Fortress, and the core naturally consists of important figures. Important figures naturally wouldn't sit in the main hall with
ordinary underlings.
Side halls and small guest rooms.
The core figures of Feilong Fortress are basically all here. When Zhang Xin led Mei Lan, bound hand and foot, into the room, her stunningly beautiful
face and tattered clothes revealing her snow-white skin caused several grown men to stare in disbelief. However, seeing
the only woman present, they refrained from making any advances.
This woman, named Mingyue, was originally a heroine of the outlaw world, later subdued by Huang Feilong, and now his
wife. A wife naturally commands more trust than others, and Mingyue currently oversees the defenses of Feilong Fortress.
Having a woman in charge of defenses has one advantage: she's unlikely to get drunk in such situations. For someone in charge of the fortress's defenses
, sobriety is paramount. Therefore, Huang Feilong trusts Mingyue
implicitly, as do the other hall masters.
Mingyue said, "Today is the Lord's joyous occasion, so it's fine for everyone to have some fun."
She continued, "Tonight, there will be guards every seven steps and sentries every ten. The Flying Dragon disciples will all be armed with Zhuge crossbows; not even a fly can get in, let alone
a person ."
After speaking, she glanced indifferently at the few who, having finished their meal, were now indulging in lust. She
then got up and left. After Mingyue left, Zhang Xin laughed, "To ensure everyone's enjoyment, I did give this woman an aphrodisiac earlier.
However , after you've finished, Hall Master Xing should deal with her quickly."
Mei Lan's beautiful eyes were half-open, her large, watery eyes filled with a dazed look. Her gaze was unfocused. Her long, slender legs
were pressed together, gently rubbing against each other. A thin, clear stream of lustful fluid slowly flowed down her inner thighs.
Under the strong stimulation of the aphrodisiac, Mei Lan had already lost her senses, becoming a wanton woman only interested in large penises.
Several hall masters watched with envy, one of them waving his hand, signaling Zhang Xin to leave.
After Zhang Xin left, one of the gang leaders laughed, "I have a good idea. Let's continue drinking and stuff this
bitch under the table to play with her slowly, how about that?"
The others said, "Great idea!"
They stripped Mei Lan naked, stuffed her under the table, and continued drinking. Mei Lan was kneeling and prone underneath. Soon,
a hand held her slender waist, and a thick, hard penis was inserted into her already overflowing, lustful vagina.
But then one of the gang leaders laughed, "Excuse me, everyone, I'll get to it first."
The gang leader sitting opposite her said, "Perfect, I'll enjoy this bitch's little mouth first."
Her pert buttocks were slapped hard, and Mei Lan began to writhe back and forth hungryly. Actually, even if no one slapped her, she
would moved herself. The hot penis inserted in her vagina without moving was more uncomfortable than having nothing inserted at all.
It was just that the table was a bit small, and Mei Lan's back and forth movements made the big penis inserted into her mouth go in even deeper
. Several times it even went into her throat.
But Mei Lan, who was blinded by the aphrodisiac, didn't care about anything else. She simply adjusted the angle to make it
easier for the large penis to penetrate her throat. Her waist twisted even more forcefully.
Then, Mei Lan's hands, which were supporting her on the ground, were grabbed and placed on her penis. Mei Lan leaned forward, shifting her weight
onto the large penis inserted into her small mouth. The penis broke through her delicate throat, resulting in a deep throat.
The man gasped, "This little bitch's mouth is so deep, is it deep throat?"
The others were curious and exclaimed, "Hurry up and cum, let me try the taste of deep throat too. Ordinary
women can't do it, only those naturally lewd sluts can."
The man inserting the penis into her vagina said, "Indeed, naturally lewd, her vagina clenches and sucks."
The group completely treated Mei Lan as a sex toy, enthusiastically discussing how to play with her.
Outside the door
, Zhang Xin went out, and Mingyue was waiting for him.
"Did you finish?" Mingyue asked softly.
"It's done. I've chopped Yue Qiming into a human stick. After this is over, you can try it too. A peerless master's
penis isn't easy to find, you know
." Mingyue blushed, spat, and said, "I'm not as crazy as my two older sisters."
It turns out that Mingyue was also Zhang Xin's wife, and it was precisely because he brought his two wives to find Mingyue that they
managed escape the massacre of their entire family.
Zhang Xin had originally planned to propose marriage, but the massacre of his entire family occurred. Knowing he was no
match for the entire Flying Dragon Fortress, he went into hiding, serving as a lackey under Mingyue.
Later, when Huang Feilong approached Mingyue, Zhang Xin devised this plan: to infiltrate and find an opportunity
to break through from within. Huang Feilong, of course, had no idea that Mingyue had already fallen for Zhang Xin and knew of his unusual fetishes.
After taking Mingyue's body, he treated her as a confidante.
Later, Mingyue brought Yuehua'er, disguised as her cousin, to Flying Dragon Fortress. Huang Feilong was indeed astonished by her beauty and his
desire to take her as a concubine was fulfilled.
Tonight was the final step of the plan: to apply a secret medicine to Meilan's vagina, rendering those who had intercourse with her weak and powerless after an
hour , to capture all the leaders of Flying Dragon Fortress, and then, in the bridal chamber, to kill Huang Feilong. Without
a leader, Flying Dragon Fortress would naturally vanish.
At this moment, Zhang Xin was overwhelmed by the thrill of revenge, feeling incredibly refreshed
.
He couldn't help but harbor thoughts of humiliating his beloved wife again. Zhang Xin said, "Huang Feilong is also a top-tier expert. Yuehua might not be able to handle him. Go help him."
How? Naturally, in bed. Mingyue blushed and said, "You bad man, do you want us sisters
to go and have a threesome with him?" Zhang Xin's thoughts were seen through, and he chuckled dryly, "I'm worried about Yuehua, I hope nothing bad happens
."
From inside the room came the soft moans of Meilan. Hearing this, Mingyue's blush deepened.
She stamped her foot, turned, and left.
Zhang Xin quickly said, "Tell me everything when you get back."
Mingyue gave him a charming, alluring look.
Inside the room,
Meilan 's soft, boneless body stretched out, lying on top of a hall master, his hot penis
thrusting deep into her. Her round, full breasts were being kneaded with abandon.
One of the gang leaders straddled Mei Lan's firm, plump buttocks. His thick, long penis relentlessly pounded
into Mei Lan's delicate anus.
In front, another gang leader held Mei Lan's head, his penis deeply inserted into her throat.
Being ravaged by three muscular men like a storm, Mei Lan was like a small boat in a vast ocean, swaying in the wind and rain
, yet stubbornly struggling. This struggle only aroused the men filling all three holes in her body.
Mei Lan's delicate body trembled; under the stimulation of the aphrodisiac, the orgasms seemed endless. Actually, the amount of aphrodisiac
wasn't much; Mei Lan remained conscious. But she loved this feeling. Several men treated her like a sex
toy, ravaging her perfect body with abandon.
She loved the feeling of being thoroughly ravaged.
Several other men were drinking; they weren't in a hurry. The night was long, and soon it would be their turn. Mingyue, her face flushed, shyly knocked on the door of the bridal chamber
.
Inside the room, Yuehua'er, her clothes half-undone, sat in Huang Feilong's lap,
her pretty face flushed. Huang Feilong stroked Yuehua'er's back with one hand, while the other slipped
between her legs, exploring her secret place.
Seeing Yuehua'er's slightly red face and shy expression, Huang Feilong laughed heartily, patted his thigh, and told
Yuehua'er to sit down.
Yuehua'er was a little uneasy and said, "This lowly concubine bears the heavy responsibility of guarding the inner fortress, and now I'm disturbing you, sir. It's
not right."
Huang Feilong laughed, "The hall masters are here too. A few drinks won't matter. Tonight, I'm going to have two women on my left and right
, enjoying the bliss of having multiple wives." Little did he know that the hall masters' intentions went beyond just drinking.
Yuehua'er and Yuehua'er exchanged a glance and smiled shyly. Only they knew the meaning behind that glance.
Women, indeed, are born actors.
Huang Feilong smiled, lowered his head, and stuck out his tongue at Yuehua'er. Yuehua'er's heart fluttered, and she also stuck out her own tongue, engaging
Huang Feilong in a French kiss. Huang Feilong's tongue slipped into Mingyue's small mouth, saliva dripping down his tongue. Mingyue
looked at him coquettishly, swallowing all his saliva.
Yuehua patted Huang Feilong's chest coquettishly, saying, "No way! You only give it to my cousin, I want some too!"
Huang Feilong laughed heartily, saying, "My little brother still has a lot of saliva. How about my wife sucks it out for me?"
Mingyue glanced at Yuehua triumphantly, hugged Huang Feilong's neck, and proactively inserted her small, fragrant tongue into Huang Feilong's
mouth , engaging in an intimate French kiss.
Huang Feilong was very satisfied with the two women vying for his favor, and pinched Mingyue's plump buttocks as a reward.
Yuehua glared at Mingyue with dissatisfaction, but obediently knelt down, gently pulling down Huang Feilong's
pants , and his thick penis immediately sprang out.
Yuehua exclaimed, "So big, so white!"
Huang Feilong's penis was surprisingly white, unlike most people's dark ones. It was thick and long, even somewhat
cute. Yuehua'er's small, fragrant tongue licked it, carefully cleaning Huang Feilong's penis until it was covered in
glistening saliva. Only then did Yuehua'er focus on the glans. Her cherry lips gripped the glans, her tongue deftly
circling it.
Huang Feilong was already undressing Mingyue, feeling incredibly pleasurable from Yuehua'er's oral skills. He held her head in
his hands and exclaimed, "Wife, it's truly wonderful, I feel so good."
Encouraged, Yuehua'er licked even more vigorously. Suddenly, Mingyue felt neglected. She also knelt down and
took Huang Feilong's limp penis into her mouth.
Huang Feilong was incredibly proud; nothing
made a man more .
Huang Feilong said, "Mingyue, quick, use that move."
Mingyue looked at him coquettishly and replied sweetly, "Yes, Master."
Mingyue lowered her head, her slender tongue pressing against Huang Feilong's anus, actually about to use the "Dragon Drill" technique. Mingyue's
delicate tongue licked around Huang Feilong's anus a few times, then with force, she pushed it in.
Huang Feilong gasped, experiencing extreme pleasure.
Two beautiful women, one licking his penis, the other licking his anus. Soon,
Huang Feilong couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled out his penis, which throbbed as he ejaculated onto the faces of the two beauties.
Yuehua and Mingyue both closed their eyes, raising their pretty faces to receive Huang Feilong's facial ejaculation. Huang Feilong ejaculated a lot,
for a full half minute, until the faces of the two beauties were mostly covered with thick semen.
Mingyue laughed, "Master shot so much, it's still hot."
Yuehua'er was even more direct, "Master, I also crave your water down there."
Huang Feilong said, "Don't waste it, this is my reward, ladies, how about you try it?"
Mingyue and Yuehua'er simultaneously gave him a coquettish glare. Then, as if to seduce him,
they licked the semen off each other's faces, kissed, their tongues entwining as they exchanged the semen in their mouths
before finally swallowing it all.
Watching their performance, Huang Feilong felt his blood surge, but quickly regained his composure. His penis became incredibly hard again.
He picked them both up and threw them onto the large bed.
The two women giggled, both raising their full, round buttocks, awaiting Huang Feilong's favor.
"Master, come and fuck me," Mingyue said coquettishly, swaying her hips.
"Master, I want it so badly, look, I'm all wet," Yuehua'er retorted, parting her labia with one hand
to reveal her wet vulva.
Huang Feilong laughed and said, "Both of you get a share."
What followed was a fierce battle, and even with Huang Feilong's strong physique, he almost couldn't handle it. After his penis finished penetrating
Mingyue 's vagina, he pulled it out, and the sticky penis, mixed with the two women's vaginal fluids and semen, was then inserted into Yuehua'er's
mouth. After cleaning it, he immediately inserted it into Yuehua'er's pink anus.
The thick penis had barely left Yuehua'er's anus when it was thrust into Mingyue's mouth. All three
were drenched in sweat from the battle, the two beauties looking as if they had been pulled from the water. Mingyue and Yuehua'er's mouths, anuses, and vaginas
were covered in Huang Feilong's semen. The two women took turns, one reaching multiple orgasms and nearly collapsing from exhaustion
before retreating to rest, the other taking her place. After several rounds, Huang Feilong lost count of how many times he had ejaculated.
When the last ejaculation entered Mingyue's mouth, Huang Feilong's legs went weak, and he collapsed onto Yuehua'er's voluptuous
body, panting heavily.
When Zhang Xin entered with his sword, Huang Feilong was powerless to resist and was also sliced into a human stump.
Two
years later
, people found two people in a latrine. Both were emaciated, their limbs mutilated, and they had
drowned in the latrine in a most humiliating way.
The Drizzle Manor was rebuilt, and people discovered that the manor owner's three beautiful wives were not only stunningly beautiful, but also sometimes
incredibly passionate .
(The End)

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