The Legend of Mantis Boxing

The Legend of Mantis Boxing:

In Chunhua County, Binzhou, Xi'an Prefecture, Shaanxi Province, there lived a wealthy family. The head of the household, Wang Wencheng, disliked literature from a young age, preferring martial arts. He studied under Abbot Fazhen of Ganquan Temple, mastering Shaolin Kung Fu. Later, he married Zhao Xiuying, a woman of both beauty and martial arts skill. Together, they became well-known figures in Shaanxi.
Wang Wencheng, highly skilled in martial arts, naturally enjoyed making friends with other martial artists. Hearing of any master, he would visit them to seek their guidance. Later, hearing of a master named Zhang Qi in Chang'an, he went to learn from him. However, Zhang Qi, though highly skilled, was extremely arrogant. Wang Wencheng was defeated in a duel, and Zhang Qi spoke of him with utter contempt. Filled with resentment, Wang Wencheng secluded himself at home for three years, creating his own Mantis Boxing style. He then sought out Zhang Qi again and defeated him in a few moves.
Zhang Qi, originally a powerful figure in Chang'an City relying on his martial arts skills, harbored resentment after being defeated by Wang Lang. He initially plotted to harm Wang Lang, but remembering Wang Lang's exceptional Mantis Fist technique, he decided to first acquire Wang Lang's skills before killing him.
Therefore, Zhang Qi feigned brotherhood with Wang Lang, having his son Zhang Jieying become his adoptive father, showering him with attention. Wang Lang, being kind and honest, was deceived by Zhang Qi and treated him like a brother.
One day, while Wang Lang and Xiuying were practicing martial arts in the boxing room, a servant came to report that distinguished guests had arrived in Chang'an. Upon hearing this, Wang Lang knew it was Zhang Qi and quickly instructed Xiuying to tell the family to clean the house, prepare food and wine, and rush to the gate to greet them. Sure enough, it was Zhang Qi arriving with Jieying.
Zhang Jieying was very obedient. Upon seeing Wang Lang, he immediately knelt down and said, "Father, please accept my bow!"
Wang Lang quickly helped Jieying up and praised him repeatedly, "It's been several months since I last saw you, and you've become even more handsome! Like father, like son. With your excellent upbringing, Jieying's future is limitless."
Zhang Qi then said, "Father is better than my biological father, and I still need to rely on my brother's guidance." After saying this, he laughed heartily.
At this moment, Zhao Xiuying also entered the front hall. Wang Lang pointed to Zhang Qi and said to Xiuying, "This is Brother Zhang." He then said to Zhang Qi, "We are sworn brothers, as close as siblings, so I had my wife come out to pay her respects." Zhao Xiuying gracefully bowed to Zhang Qi and gave him a deep bow.
Zhang Qi and Zhang Jieying were both notorious bullies in Chang'an, known for their lecherous nature. Zhao Xiuying, from a prominent family, was well-preserved. Although over thirty, she was beautiful and, thanks to years of martial arts training, maintained a youthful physique, exuding a girlish charm combined with the mature allure of a married woman. Upon first meeting, the Zhang father and son were completely captivated. Zhao Xiuying immediately noticed this and thus developed a negative impression of the Zhang family.
Wang Lang, being an upright and straightforward man, didn't notice these details. He simply instructed his family to prepare a welcoming feast for the two.
After several rounds of drinks, Zhang Qi stammered, "I have something to say."
Wang Lang replied, "Whatever you wish to teach me, brother, I will gladly comply."
Zhang Qi happily said, "My son, Jieying, I hope you will mentor him. Your Mantis Kung Fu is unparalleled in the martial arts world. I wish to keep Jieying in my household; would you be willing to teach him?"
Wang Lang said, "Brother, you are too kind! Jieying is like my own son. If you are willing to keep him, how could I not teach him?"
Hearing this, Zhang Qi was overjoyed. He had been planning to have Jieying thoroughly master Wang Lang's Mantis Kung Fu, then find an opportunity to kill Wang Lang, so that he and his son could dominate the martial arts world. He secretly instructed Jieying repeatedly to gain the trust of Wang Lang and Xiuying, and to diligently learn martial arts, before hastily returning to Chang'an.
Entrusted by Zhang Qi, Wang Lang treated Zhang Jieying, who was clever, quick-witted, and skilled in martial arts, like his own son, never leaving his side and teaching him martial arts.
Following his father's instructions, Zhang Jieying learned all the routines of the Mantis Fist, and secretly figured out Wang Lang's signature moves, creating his own countermeasures.
In just two years, he had almost mastered Wang Lang's techniques, only needing to work on improving his proficiency.
Zhao Xiuying, however, was wary of Jieying and didn't teach him her family's Plum Blossom Fist and White Cloud Sword techniques, only passing them on to her adopted daughter, Qiuju.
Qiuju was originally the daughter of Wang Peng from Zhouxi Village, west of Chunhua City.
Wang Peng and his wife, Liu, were poor, running a tofu shop, working hard day and night to barely make ends meet. But a few years ago, Wang Peng suddenly fell seriously ill, couldn't afford treatment, and tragically died, leaving behind the young Liu and the young Qiuju. Unable to afford a coffin, Liu wailed and wept uncontrollably. She could only afford to bury her husband by borrowing two taels of silver from Liu Wenshan, a wealthy man in Liu Village.
Liu Wenshan was a local tyrant in Chunhua County, around forty years old, greedy and lustful, a beast in human form, abusing his power to commit all sorts of evil deeds, kidnapping men and women. He kept a martial arts instructor and dozens of thugs in his household, committing countless atrocities. Several local officials knew of his numerous crimes, but fearing his power, they dared not offend him, and some even colluded with him.
Two years later, the money Liu had borrowed had ballooned to six taels with compounded interest. Liu, carrying Qiuju, couldn't even afford enough to eat, let alone repay the debt.
Hearing of Liu's beauty and her clever and adorable young daughter, Liu Wenshan harbored malicious intentions. He sent his thugs to abduct Liu and her daughter under the pretext of paying off a debt, forcing Liu to become a maid and take her home, intending to force Liu into becoming his concubine.
Once abducted into Liu's household, Liu and her daughter entered a den of wolves and tigers. At first, Liu resisted fiercely, enraging Liu Wenshan. He beat her severely and then forced himself on her, before handing her over to his thugs to be violated at will.
Although Liu was a weak woman, she was strong-willed. Later, taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, she stabbed herself in the throat with scissors and committed suicide. At the time, Qiuju was only six years old. Seeing her mother die, she cried uncontrollably.
Liu Wenshan, seeing Qiuju's beauty, originally wanted to keep her as a maidservant, raising her for ten or eight years until she was his possession. But Qiuju missed her mother and cried constantly, causing Liu Wenshan to become even more ferocious. He beat and kicked Qiuju mercilessly, leaving her covered in bruises. The more he beat her, the more she cried, until she was hoarse and barely breathing. Exhausted from the beating, Liu Wenshan ordered her to be locked in a dilapidated house in the backyard, intending to starve her to death.
This story spread among the villagers of Liu Village, and Wang Lang and Xiuying were furious when they learned of it. Finally, they rescued the poor little girl from the tiger's mouth. They adopted her as their goddaughter, first treating her wounds with medicine, then focusing on restoring her strength. Within a few days, not only were her internal and external injuries healed, but her cheeks regained their rosy hue, her limbs became slender and well-proportioned, her skin plump, and her two beautiful eyes shone with intelligence and wit. Xiuying loved her more and more, cherishing her like a precious jewel, feeling that even her own children might not be able to surpass Qiuju. When she grew older, she began to teach her martial arts.
Qiuju had lived in poverty since childhood, suffering repeated misfortunes, and a burning desire for revenge often ignited in her young heart. Naturally, she worked hard; she was exceptionally intelligent, nimble-fingered, and learned quickly, improving day by day.
Seven years passed in a flash. By the time Qiuju was thirteen or fourteen, she had become a beautiful and slender young woman.
Her impoverished childhood and Liu Wenshan's bullying behavior instilled in her young heart a strong desire to resist tyranny, hate evil, and eradicate injustice.
The loving care and guidance from Wang Lang and Xiuying, along with their instruction in literature and martial arts, fostered a gentle, polite, and upright character. These multifaceted virtues converged within this girl, giving her martial arts skills far beyond those of ordinary women.
Whenever she thought of Liu Wenshan, her mother's killer, she felt a deep-seated hatred and vowed to kill this villain with her own hands; she devoted all her energy to learning literature and martial arts.
Over seven years, she mastered Xiuying's Plum Blossom Fist and Wang Lang's Mantis Fist, and also learned Xiuying's White Cloud Sword Technique. She was also well-versed in classics, history, literature, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Even needlework and embroidery, which most girls did in their boudoirs, she could handle with ease.
However, just as Qiuju's character and martial arts skills were developing, an unexpected encounter occurred: Zhang Qi from Chang'an arrived with his son Jieying to become her godfather, leaving Jieying to exhaust Wang Lang's martial arts skills. This foreshadowed the storms and hardships that would afflict Qiuju, this peerless woman who had not yet left her boudoir, on her path in life.
Zhang Jieying, under his father's orders, pretended to be well-behaved in the Wang family. His diligence, intelligence, and quick wit earned him Wang Lang's favor. Although he and Qiuju were not of the traditional gender, they were both adopted son and daughter of Wang Lang and his wife, making them sworn siblings. Wang Lang treated Jieying without reservation, allowing him free access to the inner quarters, which inevitably led to frequent encounters with Qiuju. Although Xiuying didn't have a good impression of Jieying, he had behaved properly in the family for two years, and she had neglected to teach Qiuju to be wary of him, ultimately giving Jieying an opportunity.
Qiuju treated Jieying with respect, considering them siblings. However, Zhang Jieying, though young, had already developed vices in Chang'an, frequenting brothels and even conspiring with his father to rape and abduct women. When he first saw Qiuju, with Wang Lang and Xiuying present, he had to maintain a proper demeanor, appearing as a gentle and respectful young man. But in his heart, he was scheming: "What a beautiful girl! My father is plotting against Wang Lang. If he succeeds, I'll figure out how to get Qiuju. Then all my years of hard training here won't have been in vain!" He often thought about it so much that he was completely infatuated.
Jieying naturally showed special care and protection for Qiuju. Qiuju had suffered great emotional trauma since childhood, and although she had the care of her adoptive parents, it was still somewhat lacking. Now, with Jieying, a handsome young man of similar age, taking such good care of her, she outwardly kept her distance, but her heart gradually fell for him.
Coincidentally, one night, after finishing his training in the back garden, Zhang Jieying remembered that he had left his handkerchief in the boxing room during his training with Wang Lang that day. He went to retrieve it.
Approaching the boxing room, he saw lights and heard the whistling sounds of martial arts practice.
"Who's practicing? Whether it's my godfather or godmother, I want to peek and see what secret techniques you have."
Thinking this, he tiptoed to the window, licked a hole in the paper windowpane, and peered inside. He saw a figure moving up and down, left and right, within a ball of white light; the light sometimes floated in the air, sometimes skimmed the ground, and sounds emanated from the flickering white light.
Zhang Jieying was so shocked he stuck out his tongue, thinking, "No wonder someone is practicing here so late at night. They have such swordsmanship, why don't they teach it to me?"
Suddenly, the ball of white light transformed into a silver snake, "whoosh," and rushed towards a crossbeam. With a crack, the crossbeam snapped in two. Then came a woman's silvery voice: "Mother's killer, I'll make you like this piece of wood."
Zhang Jieying composed himself and recognized the woman as Qiu Ju, whom he had longed for.
He thought to himself, "I've been in the Wang family for two years and haven't seen this swordsmanship before. If I could learn it, wouldn't I have another unique skill?"
Thinking this, he slipped into the boxing room and said, "Sister, your swordsmanship is truly impressive! It's an eye-opener for your brother. I wonder what the name of this sword technique is?"
Qiu Ju was startled when she saw someone enter, but upon seeing that it was Jie Ying, her face flushed slightly, and she replied, "It's the White Cloud Sword."
Jie Ying said, "The sword truly lives up to its name! From the outside, it really does resemble a cloud of white clouds!"
As Zhang Jie Ying spoke, his eyes were fixed on Qiu Ju. He saw that she was only wearing a thin, tight-fitting white silk training outfit, her entire body drenched in fragrant sweat, as if she had been pulled out of the water. The white silk clung to her body, revealing her fair skin, and her full breasts were fully exposed, even the pink nipples were faintly visible. Zhang Jie Ying stared blankly, his bones softening and his muscles going weak.
Seeing Zhang Jieying's infatuated expression, Qiuju couldn't help but lower her head following his lustful gaze. Upon seeing her own state, she was immediately shocked and ashamed, her face flushing crimson. Feeling utterly humiliated, she covered her chest with her arms and ran to the wall to retrieve her hanging clothes, whispering, "Get out! Get out!"
Zhang Jieying knew that Qiuju was highly skilled in martial arts and had a strong personality; he couldn't afford to be disrespectful to her. He could only awkwardly retreat to the door. But his lustful desire wouldn't subside, and he couldn't bear to leave. He secretly peeked through the window.
Meanwhile, Qiuju, back in the boxing room, finally calmed down after putting on her clothes. She felt utterly humiliated by what had just happened! How could she have disgraced herself in front of a man? How could she ever face anyone again? Overwhelmed with shame, she covered her face and wept. The more she cried, the more heartbroken she became. Finally, she clenched her teeth and stopped crying.
Zhang Jieying peered through the window. Qiuju tied a rope to the beam, climbed onto a stool, and tried to squeeze her head through.
Jieying was shocked. It would be such a pity for this beauty to die like this. He hurriedly burst through the door, jumped into the room, and cried out, "Ju-mei, you mustn't do this! You mustn't do this!"
Qiuju never expected Jieying to barge in again. She glared at him angrily and said coldly, "What are you doing here? It's none of your business, get out!"
Zhang Jieying then stepped forward, feigning a pitiful look, and said, "Ju-mei, please don't! I only wanted to watch you practice your sword, I had no other intentions. If you take your own life because of this, my sin will be unforgivable!"
Qiuju's expression became even more... Yan Zhuang rebuked, "Nonsense! My own death is none of your business. Get out!"
Seeing that he hadn't persuaded Qiu Ju, Zhang Jieying grew even more anxious. He knelt on the ground with a thud, looked up, and said, "Ju-mei, you don't cherish your own life. Don't you think about the blood feud against your birth mother? How will you avenge her? How will you repay the kindness of your adoptive parents?"
Upon hearing "blood feud" and "kindness of upbringing," Qiu Ju's heart trembled. She fell off the stool, staggered a couple of steps, and then stood there again. The solemn, cold expression she had just displayed gradually faded. Qiu
Ju pondered for a moment, then said bitterly, "I live to avenge my mother and repay the kindness of my adoptive parents. But after what happened tonight, how can I face this world!"
Zhang Jieying's eyes darted around, and a plan formed in his mind. He crawled forward on his knees and said, "I have something to say, I wonder if Ju-mei would be willing to listen?"
Qiu-ju said, "Speak!"
Zhang Jieying then feigned sincerity, caution, and shame, and stammered, "Ju-mei is right. Now that things have come to this, we must have a foolproof plan. I, Jieying, have been taken in by my adoptive parents, who have taught me their skills. Ju-mei and I are like siblings, both receiving their loving care. If Ju-mei doesn't mind, I dare to propose..."
He glanced at Qiu-ju's face and continued, "I dare to propose... that we should be together in life and death, serving our parents and avenging our mother together. This would be a win-win situation. Otherwise, if you take your own life tonight, I will be tormented by my conscience and commit suicide tomorrow to atone for my sins."
Although Qiu-ju was an extraordinary woman, she was still a girl with a naive heart. Moreover, she already had feelings for Zhang Jieying, and these words touched her heart.
Jieying glanced at Qiuju's face again, then said, "I was wrong to peek at her sword practice, but if it turns out well, not only can Qiuju preserve her reputation, but we can also work together in the future, like my adoptive father and mother, progressing hand in hand, making a name for ourselves in the martial arts world, with limitless potential."
Qiuju thought that her adoptive father often praised Jieying for his intelligence, diligence, and superb martial arts skills, and today he spoke so earnestly. She was a girl, and would have to get married sooner or later. Her heart was in turmoil, but she stood there unmoved.
Zhang Jieying continued, "If Qiuju is willing... if you agree, I will immediately inform my parents and ask my father to propose marriage."
Qiuju was no longer angry; her cheeks had turned red, and she sighed softly, as if she had agreed.
Upon seeing this, Jieying was overjoyed, knowing that he had won this beautiful flower. He stood up, opened his arms, and went to embrace her.
Qiu Ju's expression suddenly changed. She turned and dodged, causing him to miss his target. She scolded, "I am still a woman, you cannot be improper! If you are truly sincere, swear an oath first, then we can marry properly."
Zhang Jieying immediately knelt down and swore, "Heaven above, today I pledge my life to Sister Ju. Even if mountains crumble and seas dry up, my love will not change. If I betray you, may I be struck by lightning and pierced by ten thousand arrows."
Qiu Ju also knelt down in shame. She whispered, "Heaven and earth, gods, Qiu Ju swears to Brother Jie, if I break my promise, may I be destroyed by heaven."
From that day on, Jieying grew increasingly close to Qiuju. Although they made a vow, Qiuju, with her strong personality, insisted that Jieying marry her formally. Seeing this beautiful flower so close yet unattainable, Jieying was frantic and tried every means to win her over. Although Qiuju was clever and quick-witted, she was still young and inexperienced, with only a vague understanding of matters of the heart. Jieying, though young, was a seasoned player in the ways of the world, using every method to win a woman's heart. Qiuju's love for Jieying deepened, her defenses weakened, and finally, things reached an irreversible point.
That night, the two secretly went to the boxing gym to practice martial arts. Afterwards, they were both drenched in sweat. Since that incident at the boxing gym, Qiuju had always worn thick clothing when practicing with Jieying; now, after their practice, she was covered in sweat, her underwear soaked and sticking uncomfortably to her body.
The two sat down side by side to rest. Qiu Ju's cheeks were flushed from the heat, and she kept fanning
herself with a handkerchief, saying, "It's so hot, so hot." Zhang Jieying, seeing Qiu Ju, whom he had longed for day and night, sitting sweetly beside him, her youthful scent wafting from the vigorous exercise and wafting into his nose with the fan, could no longer resist. He reached out and embraced Qiu Ju. Caught off guard, Qiu Ju was pulled into Jieying's arms. She had already given her heart to Jieying, and the heat in her body aroused her desire. Being embraced by her beloved made her weak all over. She only managed a few light resistances before Jieying slipped his hand inside her workout
clothes and began to caress her breasts. Qiu Ju let out a soft "Eh," shyly burying her head in Jieying's chest. Once this began, neither of them could control themselves. Jieying, panting heavily, kissed Qiu Ju's face, his hands beginning to undress her. Her white outer garment was removed, followed by her sweat-soaked undergarment, revealing the girl's exquisite upper body. Qiu Ju lay on the ground, her face flushed, eyes tightly closed, her heart pounding like a deer's.
Jie Ying was a seasoned womanizer, but seeing Qiu Ju's fair and delicate body, he was captivated. He swallowed hard, placing his hands on her white breasts. Jie Ying knew how to arouse a young girl's desire; his hands kneaded Qiu Ju's breasts lightly or firmly, occasionally lowering his head to suckle her pink, adorable nipples. Qiu Ju was an innocent girl, inexperienced in such things. After a few caresses, she began to pant softly, her breasts swelled, and her nipples hardened.
Jie Ying secretly rejoiced, reaching to untie Qiu Ju's belt. Qiu Ju was powerless to stop him; she simply covered her face with her hands in embarrassment, her heart pounding. She only hoped Jie Ying would turn off the light, but too ashamed to speak, she could only let out soft moans. Knowing that tonight's plan would succeed, Jieying was overjoyed. He pulled down Qiuju's trousers and tight shorts, completely exposing the girl's private parts to him. A pink slit appeared beneath thick, dark pubic hair.
"She's definitely an inexperienced girl, so damn tender,"
Jieying thought smugly, stroking the smooth pubic hair before gently parting the tightly closed slit and slowly inserting his middle finger. The warm, moist opening tightly enveloped Jieying's finger.
"This little girl's hole is so tight, it'll feel amazing to go in,"
Jieying thought, but he suppressed the urge to immediately insert it. He knew that Qiuju's vagina was still very dry, and if he hurt her now, she might react badly, and he would be in deep trouble. He patiently continued to gently stir his finger inside Qiuju's opening, slowly moving it in and out. Jieying was careful not to touch the hymen, only repeatedly rubbing the tender vagina.
This was the first time Qiu Ju's private parts had been played with like this in her entire life, and she couldn't bear it. Soon, her vagina became wet. Seeing that the time was right, Jie Ying pulled down his pants, revealing his already erect penis. He pressed himself against Qiu Ju, spreading her two long, white legs, and placed his penis against the entrance of her vagina.
Qiu Ju, inexperienced in matters of love and sex, looked at Jie Ying shyly and said, "Brother Jie, I'm scared."
Jie Ying said, "Don't worry, Ju-mei, I'll be gentle, I won't hurt you."
Actually, Jie Ying both loved and feared his beautiful and skilled stepsister, and dared not be impulsive. He pressed his penis against the narrow opening and slowly inserted it. Just a little in, it was tightly enveloped by Qiu Ju's narrow vagina, requiring considerable effort with each step. The warm, moist vagina tightly gripped Jie Ying's glans, and he almost ejaculated.
Jieying breathed a sigh of relief, cursing under his breath, "I've been pretending to be well-behaved at the Wang family's house for two years, never touching a woman, and now I almost ejaculated prematurely. That would be a laughingstock for the beauty." He paused, calmed himself, and continued his advance deeper into her vagina.
Qiuju's eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks flushed, and she bit her lip. As Jieying's hot penis entered her, pain mixed with pleasure surged through her. Qiuju frowned her lovely brows, involuntarily letting out a series of seductive moans.
Jieying pushed deeper into her vagina, encountering resistance—he knew it was her hymen. He stopped, took a deep breath, and then thrust his hips forward, his hard penis breaking through Qiuju's hymen. The sudden, sharp pain made Qiuju scream. Luckily, the training room was in a secluded spot in the back garden, and no one was around at night.
But even if someone were there, Jieying and Qiuju wouldn't care. Jieying broke through Qiuju's hymen and began thrusting forcefully into her tender vagina, each stroke penetrating to the hilt. Qiu Ju, having just lost her virginity, was flustered and overwhelmed by Jie Ying's frenzied thrusting. Her mind went blank, and she couldn't care less about who was around. As Jie Ying's thrusts continued, Qiu Ju's pain gradually lessened, and her pleasure intensified. She couldn't help but reach out and embrace Jie Ying, her long legs tightly wrapped around his waist.
After more than a hundred thrusts, Jie Ying finally ejaculated, releasing his hot semen into Qiu Ju's body. Qiu Ju also reached orgasm, her body trembling as she released her precious vaginal fluids.
After that night at the boxing room, Jie Ying behaved properly in front of his adoptive parents, but when no one else was around, he frequently harassed Qiu Ju. That night, Qiuju impulsively gave in to Jieying, and later regretted it. She rejected him several times, but Jieying, anxious and afraid to force himself on her, shamelessly continued to confess his feelings. Qiuju couldn't bear to make her beloved anxious, and besides, a young girl experiencing love for the first time was also eager to try it herself. Later, in the training room, Jieying persistently pursued her, and she reluctantly gave in to him.
She thought that after this, she would never agree to Jieying again, but little did she know that she could no longer refuse him. The two would meet almost every night in the training room or the back garden, and after practicing, they would have sex. Qiuju naturally regarded Jieying as her life's support, and she was completely obedient to him. In
the past, no matter how good the woman at home was, Jieying would get tired of her after a month. Now, because he had been pretending to be well-behaved in the Wang family for many years, he had nowhere to vent his frustrations. In addition, Qiuju was also beautiful and had a graceful figure, which he never tired of. He was also enjoying himself immensely. Every night, Jieying and Qiuju were inseparable. Later, Qiuju, fearing being seen in the training room and finding the front courtyard too noisy, suggested meeting in her private room at night. Jieying readily agreed, sneaking into Qiuju's room every night to indulge in their debauchery, sometimes even staying overnight, making love all night long. Fortunately,
both were highly skilled in martial arts and in excellent physical condition, so their bodies didn't suffer any damage over time, and no one could tell.
Jieying was naturally the most pleased. Seeing Qiuju, who possessed unparalleled martial arts skills and was usually reserved and proud, become as docile as a lamb in bed, he thought that one day he would kill Wang Lang, take Qiuju back to Chang'an, marry her, and then the couple would be unparalleled in the martial arts world, dominating the martial arts scene—how wonderful! But then he thought of the great kindness Wang Lang and his wife had shown Qiuju, and wondered if she would agree to his plan. He decided to test her.
Late that night, after another fierce lovemaking session in Qiuju's boudoir, Jieying stroked Qiuju's long hair and said, "Ju-mei, we're not strangers. Could you pass on the White Cloud Sword to me?"
Qiuju shook her head and said, "When my adoptive mother taught me this sword, she warned me to rely on it for protection and revenge, and not to pass it on to anyone else."
Jieying probed, "We're already engaged. Can't you pass it on?"
Qiuju readily replied, "I must first get my adoptive mother's permission before I can pass it on."
Jieying grinned lewdly and said, "Are you not as good to me as my adoptive mother?"
Qiuju's cheeks flushed instantly, and she retorted angrily, "My adoptive mother saved me and raised me; she's like my own mother. Of course, I'm good to my adoptive mother!"
Jieying then asked, "If my adoptive mother and I were both in a life-or-death situation, who would you save first?"
Qiuju readily replied, "Of course I'd save my adoptive mother, then you."
Jieying was startled again, then deliberately said affectionately, "Good Qiuju, you're joking with me. How could you not save your husband first?"
Upon hearing this, Qiuju's bright eyes flashed with cold light as she glared at Jieying and said, "What joke? Gratitude and filial piety towards one's adoptive mother and father are only natural!" Jieying
felt extremely angry at this moment and went further, "If your adoptive mother and I were to fight each other, one to die and the other to live, who would you help?" Qiuju
firmly replied, "How could you say such a thing! My adoptive mother is so kind and righteous, why would she kill me?" "You, you and they are adoptive father and son, master and disciple, how could you possibly think of turning against them with swords? Wouldn't that make you an unfilial, unrighteous, and ungrateful person? If that's the case, even if I were to spare you, I'm afraid the White Cloud Sword would be merciless!"
Jieying was shocked and gasped. He quickly smiled and said, "What a chivalrous Ju-mei! I was just joking with you. Don't mention it again."
Jieying knew that Qiuju would never go with him. He thought that killing Wang Lang would surely make him enemies with Qiuju. She was highly skilled in martial arts and a major threat. He wanted to get rid of her beforehand, but he couldn't bear to do so. He couldn't think of a perfect solution, so he decided to take it one step at a time. He continued to use sweet words to bewitch Qiuju and still went to her room every night to seek pleasure. Meanwhile,
Zhang Qi, after Jieying was adopted by Wang Lang and returned to Chang'an, began to plot how to carry out his evil plan.
He hadn't visited Chunhua for two years, only sending lavish gifts to Wang Lang and his wife on holidays and birthdays. Having endured over two years, he figured Jieying had mastered the Mantis Boxing technique and the time was ripe to personally go to Chunhua to make arrangements.
Fearing being discovered, he traveled by night and rested by day, arriving several days later. Under cover of night, he jumped into the Wang residence and hid on the roof, peering out. He saw a dark figure sneak into a bedroom in the back garden. Recognizing it as Jieying, he remained hidden on the roof for a while, making sure no one was around, before jumping into the courtyard and approaching the bedroom window. He initially thought it was his son's room, but upon closer listening, he heard soft moans from a woman and heavy breathing from a man. Zhang Qi was startled, thinking, "How could my son be in Wang Lang's house? His nature is hard to change; he's been having an affair with a woman. Wang Lang is a man who hates evil; if Jieying is discovered by him, it will ruin everything." He
cursed Jieying inwardly for being foolish. Then he wondered who this woman was, and whether she was having an affair with Wang Lang's wife, Zhao Xiuying. Thinking of Xiuying's beautiful face and graceful figure, he felt an erection in his lower body.
Zhang Qi listened for a while, and when the room quieted down, he knew the two had finished. He gently knocked on the window a few times. Inside, Jieying and Qiuju were embracing and panting on the bed. They were startled by the sound. Qiuju thought her adoptive father had discovered her affair and was immediately flustered. Jieying, however, recognized the signal he had agreed upon with his father and immediately said, "Ju-mei, it must be a stray cat making that noise. I'll go check." With that, he got dressed and got out of bed.
Jieying opened the door and asked, "Father, why are you here so late at night?"
Zhang Qi whispered, "How can you accomplish great things if you're not discreet?" Then he asked how his Mantis Boxing was going.
Zhang Jieying proudly gave a report.
Zhang Qi was overjoyed and smiled, saying, "My son, you're so clever."
The two then made another plan and agreed to act on the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Zhang Jieying thought for a moment, then said, "Father, Zhao Xiuying's White Cloud Sword is also exceptional, but it's a pity she won't pass it on to me."
Zhang Qi glared and grinned wickedly, saying, "Then let's get rid of Wang Lang first, and leave this woman for now. We'll slowly work out her White Cloud Sword technique. Once we've learned it, that beautiful woman will be nothing but meat in our hands."
Jieying and Zhang Qi smiled obsequiously for a while, then said softly and slowly, "I have something to report..." He then recounted how he had secretly watched Qiu Ju practice her sword, made a solemn vow, and pledged his lifelong commitment.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qi remembered seeing Qiu Ju two years ago. At that time, she was only sixteen, already a stunningly beautiful young woman. Two years had passed, and he imagined she must have grown into a radiant beauty by now; otherwise, his son wouldn't have taken such a risk for her. Zhang Qi was also a lecherous man, and the thought of this stunning beauty lying naked in the room immediately aroused him.
Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and thought for a moment, then asked, "This woman is the adopted daughter of Wang Lang and his wife. Does she agree to your plan? Will there be any obstacles?"
Jieying whispered, "I've sounded out her, and it seems she won't be on our side. I'll try to persuade her again."
Zhang Qi said sternly, "My son, I've entrusted you with a great task. Yet you're prioritizing personal feelings. If things go wrong, neither of us will be spared!"
Seeing his father's anger, Jieying knelt down in fear and said, "I would never dare disobey my father's orders for a woman."
Zhang Qi said, "Great things are not bound by trifles. I'm just trying to get you to make up your mind." Zhang Qi gestured towards the house, opened the door, and went inside.
Jieying was startled and hurriedly said, "Father, please don't kill her."
Zhang Qi chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I wouldn't bear to kill such a beauty. Besides, killing her wouldn't affect the overall situation; it would only alert the enemy. I just want you to make up your mind to let go of your personal feelings. Remember, once we achieve our goal and dominate the martial arts world, you can have any beauty you want. Why hold onto this one?"
Jieying was still pondering when Zhang Qi continued, "After we kill Wang Lang, this woman will surely come looking for revenge on my father and me. We'll have to get rid of her sooner or later. This little beauty..." "We can't let this go to waste. I'll enjoy it first."
Jieying exclaimed in surprise, "That Qiuju is highly skilled in martial arts. Even if my father and I joined forces, we might not be able to capture her. Father, you're courting death."
Zhang Qi laughed and said, "It's pitch black today, and we can't see clearly. That girl won't think there's anyone else. She'll definitely mistake me for you. Once I've done what I wanted, I'll turn around and leave without anyone noticing."
Jieying knew he couldn't persuade his father. In fact, he and his father often abducted women at home, and sometimes they would rape them together. It was all commonplace.
Jieying truly loved Qiuju and couldn't bear to part with her, but he remembered Zhang Qi's words. He knew he would have to kill Qiuju eventually, and he couldn't let a woman ruin his plans. Finally, he hardened his heart.
The two went into the outer room. Jieying stopped and said to the inner room, "Ju-mei, there's no one here. I'm back."
Qiuju responded from the bed, "Brother Jie, you scared me to death."
After Jieying finished speaking, he stood still in the outer room, but Zhang Qi lifted the curtain and entered Qiuju's boudoir. As soon as Zhang Qi entered, he smelled a faint, sweet fragrance. Using the dim moonlight filtering through the window, he looked towards the embroidered bed. A woman lay on it, covered with an embroidered quilt, her long hair spread across the pillow, her fair shoulders exposed. Zhang Qi cursed Jie Ying inwardly, thinking how lucky he was to be able to enjoy himself with this beautiful woman every night. Now it was his turn. Thinking this, Zhang Qi walked towards the bed.
Qiu Ju, who had been trembling with fear, calmed down after hearing Jie Ying's words outside. Seeing a person enter in the darkness as the door opened, Qiu Ju glanced at him. Having overheard Jie Ying's voice, she naturally assumed it was him. And since Zhang Qi and his son were similar in build, Qiu Ju easily missed the obvious clues. When the man reached the bedside, Qiuju had already closed her eyes. She said, "Brother Jie, go to sleep early. We have to practice tomorrow."
Unexpectedly, the man didn't answer. He pulled back the embroidered quilt covering Qiuju and forcefully grabbed her breasts, kneading them roughly. Caught off guard, Qiuju felt a little pain from the kneading and softly complained, "Brother Jie, be gentle!" Hearing her delicate voice, the man kneaded even harder, making Qiuju groan in pain. Qiuju had never seen Jieying treat her so roughly. Just as she was about to rebuke him, the man suddenly pressed down on her, kissing her face frantically, making it hard for her to breathe. Qiuju sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. While she hesitated, the man's mouth continued its downward journey, kissing and biting, from her face to her neck, to her breasts, to her lower abdomen, finally stopping at the hidden area between Qiuju's legs.
Qiu Ju was even more surprised to find that the other person was licking her pubic hair. Jie Ying had always been very respectful to her in bed and had never done anything she considered vulgar. Touching her genitals with his mouth was a first for Qiu Ju, who felt both strange and somewhat aroused. She couldn't believe that the man on top of her wasn't her lover.
Just then, she felt something soft and wet enter her vagina and begin to stir. She gasped, realizing it was Jie Ying's tongue inside her. Qiu Ju was about to protest when she felt the tongue stirring inside her, a tingling, pleasurable sensation spreading throughout her body, causing her to moan involuntarily. Seeing Qiu Ju's soft moans, Zhang Qi knew he was arousing her. He thought all women were the same; this girl, nominally the adopted daughter of a martial arts master, was extremely wanton at heart.
Thinking this, Zhang Qi simply spread Qiu Ju's legs wide apart, knelt between them, and vigorously licked her vagina. Qiu Ju always thought it was Jie Ying, so she didn't stop him.
Zhang Qi deliberately made "plop" sounds while sucking, making Qiu Ju blush with embarrassment.
Coupled with Zhang Qi's highly skilled licking, waves of pleasure washed over Qiu Ju, eventually bringing her to orgasm. Her body trembled, instinctively raising her buttocks and pressing her private parts forcefully against Zhang Qi's mouth, causing a large amount of vaginal fluid to gush out. Zhang Qi greedily drank all of the girl's fluid.
Still immersed in the pleasure after her orgasm, Qiu Ju was then undressed. Zhang Qi, having already spread Qiu Ju's legs wide apart, pressed his thick, long penis against the entrance of her vagina.
Qiu Ju sensed it, knowing she was about to have intercourse with her "lover" again. She lightly slapped Zhang Qi, scolding him, "Brother Jie, why did you do that just now? It's so embarrassing."
Zhang Qi snorted, and before Qiu Ju could say anything, he thrust his hips forward, deeply penetrating her tender flesh.
Qiu Ju had just climaxed, and her vagina was very wet, but the sudden penetration still caused her to cry out in pain. Actually, Jie Ying usually both feared and loved Qiu Ju, and was very careful during intercourse. However, Zhang Qi showed no mercy, only indulging in the pleasure of defiling this highly skilled young girl. He held Qiu Ju's plump buttocks and vigorously performed high-rhythm piston-like movements inside her. Qiu Ju was experiencing such rough intercourse for the first time, and for a moment she didn't know what to do, but she also felt a sense of novelty and stimulation. Her body swayed up and down rapidly with Zhang Qi's movements, and she couldn't help but let out moans.
After a while of thrusting, Qiuju couldn't hold back any longer and moaned, "Brother Jie, can you be gentle?" She then reached down to their groin and gently grasped Zhang Qi's penis, stopping his movements. Zhang Qi felt a slender hand gently holding his manhood, and he almost ejaculated. He wanted to enjoy this beauty a little longer, so he slowed down, paused, and began to relax his thrusting rhythm.
Qiuju's face was now flushed with embarrassment. She was usually reserved and had never touched Jieying's penis before, or even looked at it closely. It was only because she couldn't bear Zhang Qi's penetration today that she involuntarily reached out and grasped his penis.
Qiu Ju now had her heart set on Jie Ying, and thinking she had captured his penis, she held it a little longer despite her shyness. Out of curiosity, she touched around a few more times, finding his scrotum, and laughed, "Brother Jie, yours looks really strange, you even have a scrotum."
She gently squeezed Zhang Qi's scrotum a few times before shyly letting go. But those few squeezes almost made Zhang Qi ejaculate again. He held back, thinking that this little slut was really horny.
Feeling that he couldn't hold on much longer, he lay on top of Qiu Ju, holding her tightly, and thrusting into her again and again, his thick, long penis penetrating to the hilt with each stroke. Each thrust made Qiu Ju moan loudly. Qiu Ju passionately stretched out her jade arms to hug Zhang Qi's neck, and her soft legs wrapped around him.
Feeling Zhang Qi's lips coming towards her to kiss her, Qiu Ju also took the initiative to kiss him back. Their lips met, and Qiu Ju felt his tongue explore her mouth, so she also actively extended her fragrant tongue to entwine with his.
The two kissed passionately, their saliva mingling. The saliva from Jieying's mouth had a slightly unpleasant odor, unlike his usual self, but in the heat of passion, Qiuju didn't care. She never imagined someone would impersonate her lover in the darkness, and she certainly never imagined her beloved would betray her, leading to this terrible mistake. Zhang Qi finally
felt he couldn't hold on any longer, and he increased the speed of his thrusts. The pleasure surged through Qiuju, leaving her no time to stop him; she simply moaned loudly with each movement. Jieying, listening from the outer room, was secretly alarmed. He thought that if anyone nearby heard Qiuju's moans, they would surely hear. Luckily, it was late at night, and no one was around, otherwise, it would be troublesome. Hearing Qiuju's moans, Jieying also began to get an erection.
The two on the bed inside also felt the noise was getting louder, but in the heat of the moment, they didn't care about anything else. Finally, Zhang Qi felt a tingling sensation travel to his waist. He roared and thrust deeply into Qiu Ju's flesh, ejaculating his hot semen into her uterus. Qiu Ju's body trembled, and she too reached orgasm.
Zhang Qi collapsed weakly onto Qiu Ju, and the two embraced, panting for a while. Zhang Qi had intended to leave before Qiu Ju noticed, but this beauty was too alluring, and he couldn't bear to leave. He buried his face between Qiu Ju's breasts, lingering greedily. Qiu Ju gradually calmed down from the pleasure and regained her senses. Suddenly, she remembered something. Jie Ying was a young man, and the skin on his back that she had touched before was smooth and somewhat elastic. But the Jie Ying she was holding now, the skin on his back, was rough. Qiu Ju flinched, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart.
This realization suddenly reminded her that when they kissed earlier, he seemed to have some facial hair. She hadn't noticed in the heat of the moment; Jie Ying didn't have a beard. If this person had a beard, then it wasn't Jie Ying.
At that moment, the man was pressing his face against her breasts. Qiuju trembled as she reached out to touch his chin, and sure enough, she felt a beard. She realized that the man she had just shared a night of passion with wasn't her lover, Jieying. Qiuju felt as if she had been struck by lightning. In shame and anger, Qiuju struck the man's shoulder, knocking him off the bed. Fortunately, Zhang Qi was highly skilled, and Qiuju, still weak from her recent orgasm, managed to avoid killing him, though the blow was excruciating.
Qiuju grabbed a blanket and threw it over herself, then jumped out of bed and lit a candle. She assumed it was a lecherous stranger and planned to kill him as soon as the light came on. However, when the light shone, she recognized him as Jieying's father, Zhang Qi. Qiuju froze, speechless with fear. Seeing the situation was dire, Jieying rushed into the inner room, knelt before Qiuju, and cried, "Ju-mei, I'm so sorry! It's all my fault! Please spare my father!"
Qiuju stared at Jieying for a long time before saying hatefully, "Why are you doing this to me?"
Jieying cried, "My father came from Chang'an to see me. Because it was late, I didn't want to disturb my godfather, so he searched for me all the way here. I originally wanted my father to come in while I went out to get some things, but he had drunk a bit too much tonight and, in a moment of lust, saw the heavenly beauty, Ju-mei, and finally couldn't resist doing this."
In fact, Jieying's hastily fabricated lie was full of holes, but Qiuju, though intelligent, was not very cunning and was in love with Jieying, so she actually believed him.
She also thought that Zhang Qi deserved to die for what he had done to her, but he was the father of her beloved; how could she bring herself to do it? Qiuju's heart was in turmoil, her face flushing red and then turning pale.
Jieying watched Qiuju nervously. He knew his sworn sister was highly skilled in martial arts; if she turned against him, he and his son would perish here. Looking at Qiuju's face, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Suddenly, Qiuju turned and drew her sword from the roof, intending to commit suicide. Jieying was shocked. He thought it would be a pity if this beauty died, and more importantly, her death would surely arouse suspicion from Wang Lang and his wife, hindering their great cause.
Jieying quickly intervened, snatching the sword from Qiuju's hand.
Jieying cried, "Sister Ju, please don't do this! Today's mistakes are my fault. I will die in front of you now!" He then prepared to commit suicide.
Qiuju, who had been utterly despondent and only wanted to die, couldn't bear to see Jieying about to kill himself. She reached out and took the sword from him.
Jieying's tactic was designed to gain Qiuju's sympathy. Seeing it work, he relaxed, continuing his act while kneeling before her, weeping, "Ju-mei, don't worry. I swear an oath of eternal love with you. Even though this has happened, my father isn't an outsider. I, Zhang Jieying, don't care. My love for you will never change."
These words were shameless, but Qiuju, deeply in love with Jieying, believed them without question.
Jieying, kneeling, continued his sweet talk, finally moving Qiuju to tears. She dropped her sword, her legs gave way, and she collapsed into Jieying's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. Jieying, pleased with his success, smiled broadly.
Qiuju, caught off guard, didn't notice the blanket draped over her had slipped to the floor, revealing her fair and full body.
Zhang Qi, having just been knocked to the ground by a palm strike, finally believed that this frail girl was indeed highly skilled in martial arts and would likely have killed him instantly. However, seeing his son persuade Qiu Ju with just a few words, he breathed a sigh of relief. He intended to quietly slip out of the room, but under the lamplight, he saw Qiu Ju's stunning beauty, her fair body, and her long, disheveled hair draped over her shoulders, adding to her allure. He remembered that although he had played with Qiu Ju earlier, he hadn't seen clearly in the darkness. Now, under the lamplight, the beautiful woman was naked before him, her allure fully revealed. He couldn't help but feel a stirring in his lower body. Driven by lust, Zhang Qi abandoned all ambition and decided to risk his life to kiss her again.
He leaned closer, placing his hand on Qiu Ju's fair shoulder, and said softly, "Daughter-in-law, I was wrong today. Don't worry, the Zhang family will not mistreat you in the future."
Qiu Ju truly disliked Zhang Qi, but because of Jie Ying, she couldn't retaliate. She merely trembled and shook off Zhang Qi's hand. Zhang Qi said awkwardly, "It's getting late, let's go to bed and rest."
Qiu Ju didn't understand Zhang Qi's meaning, but Jie Ying did. He was secretly alarmed, thinking that this incident had just passed, and now his father was causing trouble again. If he angered Qiu Ju again, he really didn't want to die. But he couldn't stop him, so he could only wait and see.
Jie Ying helped Qiu Ju up and slowly walked to the bedside. He sat on the edge of the bed, and Qiu Ju turned her head and saw Zhang Qi standing naked in front of her. His ugly penis was already erect in front of her, and a stench wafted over.
Qiu Ju quickly looked away, then suddenly remembered that she was also naked. She felt both ashamed and anxious, and covered her chest with her hands, saying sternly, "Father-in-law, please have some self-respect."
Zhang Qi naturally knew that if Qiu Ju turned against him, she could kill him with a single move. He hesitated for a moment, but seeing the shy Qiu Ju and her half-covered breasts, Zhang Qi was overcome with lust and disregarded his own life.
Zhang Qi, all smiles, said, "Daughter-in-law, we've already been intimate, why bother with outsiders?" He then asked, "Was it very comfortable?"
Hearing this shameless teasing, Qiu Ju was furious, but recalling the scene of her passionate struggle with Zhang Qi in bed, she blushed. She lowered her head. A glimpse of Zhang Qi's erect penis caught her eye, and she knew what he wanted to do. A wave of panic washed over her; she wanted to kill him several times, but couldn't bring herself to do it.
Jie Ying quickly stepped forward to comfort her, saying that since Qiu Ju was now a member of the Zhang family, she should be filial to her father-in-law, and offering herself to him was acceptable. He then said some things that even he found disgusting. Qiu Ju was now in a state of utter confusion, but she felt that since she had decided to marry Jie Ying, she should listen to him.
Qiu Ju, naive about social etiquette, felt that while it was shameful for a daughter-in-law to share a bed with her father-in-law, her beloved Jie Ying wouldn't care if outsiders didn't know. She was willing
to endure such humiliation to serve her father-in-law. Looking at Jie Ying's handsome and sincere face, her heart finally stirred. Qiu Ju hadn't realized that the Zhang father and son only saw her as a plaything, even planning to kill her adoptive father before killing her. They didn't treat her as their daughter-in-law; they only wanted to vent their lust on her. She only agreed in her heart, unable to say it aloud, her face burning red, her head lowering further and further.
Seeing this, the Zhang father and son understood they had persuaded the young beauty and were overjoyed, pressing closer to
her. Qiu Ju hadn't expected to serve both of them simultaneously. She glanced up at them, the image of the three of them having sex in her bed flashing through her mind. Her face flushed even more, her head lowered even further, yet a strange, exciting feeling stirred within her.
Qiuju whispered to Jieying, "Brother Jie, I promise you today that I will be filial to my father-in-law. I hope you will never betray me." Her voice was so soft that she could barely hear herself.
Zhang Qi was overjoyed. He thought to himself, "This girl is so naive. After doing something like this, she still wants to become my daughter-in-law. Anyway, I'll find a way to kill this girl after I kill Wang Lang. Now that she's so beautiful, I should enjoy myself while I can." Zhang Qi leaned forward, put his arm around Qiuju's shoulder, and whispered comforting words in her ear, occasionally nibbling at her hot earlobe.
Qiu Ju was in a state of utter confusion, offering no resistance but letting Zhang Qi hold her tightly. The two pressed close together, and Zhang Qi reached out to grasp Qiu Ju's firm breasts, kneading them. In matters of women, Zhang Qi was far more skilled than his son; the pressure of his kneading was just right, and in a few moments, Qiu Ju's body went limp. Qiu Ju, who had initially been somewhat reluctant, now completely gave in. She leaned limply against Zhang Qi's chest, her snow-white, full breasts being kneaded and shaped in his hands, causing Qiu Ju to gasp heavily.
Jie Ying wasn't idle either. He stripped off his clothes, pulled Qiu Ju's legs, which had been hanging limply by the bedside, onto the bed, making her kneel. He embraced her from behind, inserting his penis into her already overflowing vagina, and began to penetrate her. Waves of pleasure made Qiu Ju dizzy. She rested her pretty face against Zhang Qi's chest, closed her eyes, and let out a beautiful moan.
Looking at Qiu Ju's beautiful red lips, Zhang Qi felt a surge of desire. He thought, since things had come to this point, why not take advantage of this beauty's lips? This strong-willed, chivalrous woman, if her lips were penetrated, would eventually submit to his penis, allowing him to rape her at will. Although this was dangerous, angering Qiu Ju and her father could cost him his life, Zhang Qi couldn't resist and decided to risk his life.
Zhang Qi stood on the bed, his penis slowly approaching Qiu Ju's face. Qiu Ju had her eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure brought by Jie Ying's thrusts, completely unaware of Zhang Qi's approach. Jie Ying, however, saw clearly and knew what his father was about to do. He was shocked; he had always been afraid of Qiu Ju and had never dared to do anything beyond normal sexual intercourse, such as oral sex or anal sex. He also knew Qiu Ju's fiery nature and was afraid his father would anger her, but he couldn't stop him now. He and his father often raped women together and had a tacit understanding. Seeing this, Jieying immediately increased the speed of his thrusts, rapidly pounding against the clitoris of her vagina.
The sudden, rapid impact increased Qiuju's pleasure. Qiuju closed her eyes tightly, lost in ecstasy, her small mouth slightly open, emitting alluring moans.
Zhang Qi, looking at Qiuju's cherry-like mouth, her pearly white teeth, and her delicate tongue, could no longer resist. He thought that even if this little girl turned on him and killed him, it would be worth it to have sex with this charming little mouth.
Without thinking twice, he pressed his penis against Qiuju's mouth and thrust it in with a "plop," filling her mouth completely.
Qiuju felt something hot being put into her mouth and was stunned for a moment. Qiuju didn't know that oral sex existed. Jieying had never dared to ask Qiuju to perform oral sex, and she had never even imagined touching a man's penis with her mouth. Now she was startled, opened her eyes, and saw a clump of black hair in front of her, brushing against her nose, and smelling a strong, pungent odor. With Jieying thrusting even more violently into her vagina from behind, Qiuju couldn't concentrate for a moment, only feeling the thing moving back and forth in her mouth.
Only then did Qiuju realize it was Zhang Qi's penis. She never expected it to be inside her mouth. Her mind went blank. She tried to turn her head away, but Zhang Qi's hand held her head firmly, making it impossible to move. Instinctively, Qiuju tried to push the penis out with her tongue, but this only brought Zhang Qi more pleasure. Zhang Qi felt Qiuju's smooth, wet tongue rubbing against his glans, experiencing extreme pleasure. He then held Qiuju's head and began thrusting rapidly into her mouth.
On the embroidered bed, a scene of utter debauchery unfolded. An old man and a young man were violently ravaging a beautiful young woman, one in front and one behind. The woman knelt on the bed, her snow-white buttocks raised high, the man behind her thrusting into her vagina with frenzied strokes. The man in front had his thick, dark penis inserted into the woman's mouth. The woman's body moved back and forth with the man behind her, her head swinging rapidly with her movements. This way, the man inside her mouth didn't need to move at all, enjoying the service from her mouth.
Qiu Ju's mind was blank; she had completely forgotten that she knew martial arts. She just futilely shook her head, trying to spit out the filthy penis in her mouth. Zhang Qi lost his grip, and Qiu Ju finally freed
herself from his penis, lowering her head and coughing violently. Zhang Qi cursed inwardly, "You brat." He grabbed Qiu Ju's disheveled hair and roughly pulled her face towards his penis.
Qiu Ju completely forgot that she could easily defeat the man in front of her. The double attack from the Zhang family father and son had already made her somewhat delirious. She only remembered Jie Ying's words: to be filial to her father-in-law. Qiu Ju mumbled and pleaded, "Father-in-law, no! Spare me, father-in-law!" Zhang Qi wouldn't listen to her. With a "plop," he thrust his penis into Qiu Ju's mouth again. This time, Zhang Qi showed no mercy, violently thrusting in and out of Qiu Ju's mouth, making her eyes roll back and cough incessantly.
Finally, the father and son ejaculated in Qiu Ju's vagina and mouth, and released the girl with satisfaction.
Qiu Ju calmed down, leaned over the edge of the bed, and spat out the semen in her mouth, feeling a fishy, foul taste and waves of nausea. Turning back angrily to Zhang Qi, she asked, "Father-in-law, how could you do such a thing?" Seeing that Qiu Ju only questioned him and didn't attack, Zhang Qi knew that although the beauty was angry, she wouldn't really hold it against him for Jie Ying's sake. Once a woman had done something like this, it would be hard for her to refuse him again. Zhang Qi was secretly pleased, but feigned innocence, saying, "Daughter-in-law, you are so beautiful. I couldn't control myself just now. I won't do it again. Father-in-law apologizes." He bowed repeatedly.
Qiu Ju was speechless, only harboring resentment towards Zhang Qi. She spat at him and then looked away.
The Zhang father and son were both lecherous men, and having practiced martial arts for years, they possessed exceptional stamina. Encountering a stunning beauty like Qiu Ju, they couldn't easily give up. They had already decided to put in extra effort tonight, engaging in a night of carnal battle. After resting for a while, they moved closer to Qiu Ju again.
Qiu Ju was still panting by the bedside when she saw the two men crawling towards her with their erect penises, secretly groaning. Seeing Jieying sit down in front of her, his erect penis pointing at her face, Qiuju
hesitated. Jieying said, "Ju-mei, you just used your mouth to serve my father, it's not fair if you don't do it for me." Although Qiuju was unwilling, she didn't want to refuse her beloved, and besides, they had already done it, so doing it again wouldn't matter. She shyly climbed onto Jieying's lap and opened her small mouth to take his penis in. Although she took it in her mouth, she would rather die than actively use her mouth to stroke his penis. Jieying understood this, so he could only reach out and grab Qiuju's hair and move it back and forth, forcing her mouth to stroke his penis.
Zhang Qi climbed behind Qiuju, looking at the girl's white and plump buttocks and swallowing hard. He grabbed her buttocks with both hands, spread them apart, and stared intently at Qiuju's anus. The pale purple anus was exposed to the air and contracted shyly.
Zhang Qi could tell that Qiu Ju's anus hadn't been touched by his son. He thought, "This brat's front hole was deflowered by her son, so let me deflower her back hole."
He first rubbed Qiu Ju's buttocks a few times, then found her anus and hastily inserted his fingers.
Qiu Ju, who was sucking Jie Ying's penis, felt her sensitive area being attacked. In her mind, her anus was for excretion, extremely dirty, and absolutely unsuitable for sexual intercourse. She would rather die than have a man touch it. Therefore, even though Jie Ying and she had been in love for so long, he had never touched her anus.
Today, Zhang Qi's fingers had actually entered it. Qiu Ju was furious. She forcefully spat out the penis from her mouth, turned around, and glared at Zhang Qi with sharp eyes, shouting, "You can't touch that! Take your hand away!" Zhang Qi was startled. Seeing Jie Ying subtly waving his hand at him, he knew that Qiu Ju, after all, had a strong personality and wouldn't allow anyone to touch that area casually.
Zhang Qi wouldn't care about ordinary women, but Qiu Ju was highly skilled in martial arts, so he was quite wary of her. He forced a smile and said, "Daughter-in-law, I accidentally touched the wrong person."
Qiu Ju harbored deep resentment towards her future father-in-law, but her resentment was mixed with complex emotions. After all, he was the only man besides her lover who had ever had a physical relationship with her, and he had given her feelings that Jie Ying had never given her. Qiu Ju initially glared angrily at Zhang Qi, but her gaze gradually softened. Later, she sighed softly and closed her eyes. Only then did the Zhang father and son breathe a sigh of relief, knowing that they had once again narrowly escaped death.
Zhang Qi thought to himself: "I can't touch her back, but my two holes are enough for tonight. One day, when I kill Wang Lang, I'll subdue this little girl and then I'll fuck her until her ass is bruised and battered."
Qiu Ju had no idea what Zhang Qi was thinking. Right now, as long as the two men didn't touch her anus, she was completely at their mercy. Tonight was the first time Qiu Ju's mouth had been opened, and it was also the first time Jie Ying had been able to put his penis into Qiu Ju's mouth. Naturally, he was having a great time, repeatedly ravaging Qiu Ju's mouth. He ejaculated inside, making Qiu Ju vomit semen all over the embroidered bed.
Zhang Qi, on the other hand, was thrusting into Qiu Ju's peach blossom cave with all his might, shooting his semen into the girl's uterus again and again. The
Zhang family father and son turned over and over, ravaging Qiu Ju in different ways. Although Qiu Ju was highly skilled in martial arts, she was still a woman after all, and her stamina was not good. After being ravaged several times, she was so lazy that she had no strength left. The father and son, however, were full of enthusiasm and became more and more vigorous. They continued to play around until the middle of the night
before they finally fell asleep with Qiu Ju on their left and right sides. The next day, Qiu Ju did not get up until very late. Jie Ying had already left, and Zhang Qi was still lying next to her. Looking at herself and Zhang Qi, naked and embracing each other, and thinking about what the three of them had done the night before, Qiu Ju was utterly ashamed. But it was too late for regrets now. Qiuju slowly got up, dressed, and began tidying the room, washing the sheets stained with semen and vaginal fluid. Zhang Qi also woke up, grinning as he looked at Qiuju.
Qiuju felt a pang of embarrassment and said, "Father-in-law, get up quickly. We'll go see my godfather
later." Zhang Qi had come secretly to discuss with his son how to kill Wang Lang; he didn't dare go to see Wang Lang now and arouse his suspicion.
His eyes darted around, and he said with a smile, "I dare not see my sworn brother. What if he asks me where I slept last night? How am I supposed to answer? I can't lie to my brother."
Hearing this, Qiu Ju panicked. If her sworn father found out, she would be utterly humiliated. She quickly said, "Father-in-law, please don't see my sworn father this time. Go back to Chang'an quickly and come back later."
Zhang Qi was delighted and said with a shameless smile, "Alright, but I'm a little tired. I'd like to secretly stay with my daughter-in-law for a few days. What do you think?"
Qiu Ju understood what Zhang Qi was up to and felt both angry and ashamed. But thinking of Jie Ying, she softened and said softly, "Father-in-law, if you want to stay, then so be it." After saying this, she blushed and was about to leave the room when Zhang Qi called out, "Daughter-in-law, stay and keep me company." Qiu Ju turned around and casually said, "I'm going to practice with my sworn mother now. I'll come back to keep you company tonight." After saying this, she felt extremely ashamed and turned to run out of the room.
Looking at Qiu Ju's graceful back from the bed, Zhang Qi's small, triangular eyes narrowed into slits with delight.
Zhang Qi had been hiding in Qiu Ju's room for over half a month. During the day, Qiu Ju and Jie Ying would go to practice martial arts, returning early at night. After turning off the lights and getting into bed, Qiu Ju would take turns having sex with the two men. Although Qiu Ju didn't like the handsome but ugly Zhang Qi,
Jie Ying had firmly instilled in her the idea that to become a daughter-in-law in the Zhang family, she should serve her father-in-law well. Therefore, Qiu Ju tried her best to please Zhang Qi. Furthermore, Zhang Qi's sexual skills were exceptionally high, and Qiu Ju vaguely felt that the pleasure she gained from having sex with Zhang Qi far exceeded that given by Jie Ying. Gradually, Qiu Ju also opened up in front of Zhang Qi, beginning to flirt and banter with her future father-in-law.
The most satisfying change for Zhang Qi was that Qiu Ju had subconsciously come to like his penis and would actively lick it. Although she wasn't as skilled as the prostitutes in brothels, it was enough to give him pleasure. However, Qiu Ju refused to swallow the semen that was ejaculated into her mouth. Zhang Qi would often earnestly persuade her, "Ju'er, this stuff is the essence of us men. It's very nourishing to eat it; it's such a waste to spit it out."
Qiu Ju would then spit the semen into her palm, smell it, make a face at Zhang Qi, and say coquettishly, "The taste is too strange; I won't eat it." Since
she wouldn't eat it, Zhang Qi couldn't do anything about it. His only regret was that Qiu Ju wouldn't let him touch her anus; several times when he tried, she would immediately stop him angrily.
Zhang Qi secretly resented her, thinking how hypocritical this little girl was. He desperately hoped to kill Wang Lang soon. Then Qiu Ju would lose her support, and a girl with no experience in the martial arts world, no matter how skilled she was, would be easy to subdue. With a little trickery, he could make her submit, and then he could do whatever he wanted.
Zhang Qi knew he still had much to do and couldn't indulge in lust. After staying for a while, he decided to leave. The night before his departure, Qiu Ju was somewhat reluctant to leave and mustered her energy to serve Zhang Qi diligently until she was completely exhausted.
Zhang Qi secretly instructed his son to proceed according to plan for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Before that, he should please Qiu Ju and ideally learn the White Cloud Sword. After killing Wang Lang, even if Qiu Ju turned against them, she wouldn't be a match for them. Jie Ying naturally agreed to everything.
In the blink of an eye, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival in August. Wang Lang and his wife ordered exquisite wine and dishes to be prepared, and the whole family enjoyed the moon in the garden.
In the pavilion in the garden, a small round table had been set up, laden with mooncakes, pastries, wine, and dishes.
Seeing Wang Lang and Xiu Ying in high spirits, Jie Ying felt that this was exactly what he wanted. He served them attentively, pouring wine for them, and constantly toasting them. Wang Lang and his wife couldn't help but drink a few more cups. Qiuju said from the side, "Brother, don't add any more wine. Father and Mother have already drunk quite a bit; it'll harm their health."
Wang Lang was pleased and said to Qiuju, "It's alright, it's alright." He then drank even more.
Xiuying also drank several more cups.
Qiuju was displeased but had no choice. After drinking for a while, Jieying had gotten Wang Lang and his wife completely drunk.
Wang Lang and his wife felt dizzy and feverish, unable to speak clearly. Qiuju helped them back into the house, where they lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Zhang Jieying returned to his study, immediately took off his long robe, changed into his night clothes, took out a steel knife, and, estimating that Wang Lang and his wife were fast asleep, put on a mask and left the study.
Following his father's instructions, he went up to the roof and broke a few roof tiles, then made indentations on the west courtyard wall to mislead the investigation into believing the murderer was an outsider. Only then did he sneak back into Wang Lang's courtyard.
His biggest worry was Qiuju. He quietly went to the window of Qiuju's room and heard faint breathing, knowing she was fast asleep. He thought to himself, "Qiuju, don't blame me for being ruthless."

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