The Legend of Liancheng: Side Story [Completed] (Author: Unknown)

The Legend of Liancheng: Side Story (Part 1)

A slender figure walked alone on the dusty, bluestone road.

It was a young woman of about twenty-one or twenty-two, with slightly dark skin. Her beautiful face was etched with weariness, and her long blue robe was covered in sand.

The girl weighed her bundle and sighed softly. Only one piece of jewelry remained in the bundle; the money from selling it would only cover five or six days' expenses. How would she survive the rest of the time?

The long sword at her waist could probably fetch a good price, but how could she bear to part with it? Her father's most treasured possession was this "Lilong Sword," which he cherished and played with day and night. Uncle Liu had repeatedly offered to part with it, but her father always politely refused. On the night she left, she went into her father's room and retrieved it. This sword was filled with her longing for her father!

Besides, traveling alone in the martial world, wouldn't it be dangerous without a weapon? With her martial arts skills, she didn't care about ordinary bandits and could easily defeat them. Several times, she encountered scoundrels in the martial world who, lusting after her beauty, tried to bully her with their martial arts skills. It was only with this sword that could cut through gold and jade that she was able to defeat them without serious danger and preserve her chastity.

Just as she was pondering, a rustling sound suddenly came from the tall grass by the roadside, as if someone was hiding there. The girl immediately became alert, drew her sword, and pointed at the grass, shouting, "Who's there! Sneaking around like that?" "Heh heh... You're quite clever..." With a cold laugh, a lewd-looking man emerged from the grass, his lewd eyes scanning her body, chuckling lewdly, "Just scratching an itch and you caught me... Not bad... Your skills aren't bad..." "State your name!" Seeing the man's shameless appearance, the girl was even angrier, and she gathered her inner strength to prepare to attack.

"Don't be so grumpy, young lady. Come on, my crotch is very itchy, scratch it for me." "Shameless!" the girl shouted, thrusting her sword swiftly towards the man's chest. Seeing this, the man yelled, "My God! Murder!" He rolled on the ground, barely dodging the attack, still spouting nonsense, "Don't be angry, girl. Wouldn't it be better if we hugged and kissed? Why resort to violence?" The girl used the "Wind-Splitting Style," her longsword flashing and enveloping the man completely. The man struggled, staggering and shouting, seemingly unable to defend himself, yet he managed to dodge every attack with incredible skill. The

girl grew increasingly angry and alarmed as she fought, realizing she had met her match. Although this man appeared like a scoundrel, his dodging skills were unlike anything she had ever seen. His movements seemed slow, but they concealed extremely high levels of martial arts skill. Glancing around, she saw that the enemy likely had no help. She focused her mind, fought steadily, and didn't rush to attack, secretly searching for an opening.

A cunning glint flashed in the man's eyes. He lunged at the girl, his hands reaching for her chest. The girl only saw a blur before her eyes; the man's heavy, hot breath was already on her neck, his filthy hands only inches from her chest. Startled, she reversed her grip on her longsword, unleashing a powerful thrust from her palm. The sword flew from her hand, a "returning spear" strike aimed straight at the man's back.

She pushed off with her feet, sending him flying three zhang (approximately 10 meters) backward. The man chuckled, turning and effortlessly catching the sword. He shouted, "Watch out!" and with a flick of his arm, the sword shot towards the girl. Seeing this, the girl placed her fingers in a lotus-like gesture on the hilt, spun around, and neutralized the force of the sword's attack. With a clang, the sword was sheathed.

The man laughed, "Well done, 'Celestial Maiden's Whirlwind,' I've had my fill!" With a leap, he vanished without a trace.

The girl's arm throbbed with numbness. Although she had used "Celestial Maiden's Whirlwind" to deflect the sword's force, the impact still left her arm aching. She had never seen such skill before, except with her father and his three sworn brothers. Could this scoundrel-like man really be a master on par with her father?

The girl was filled with doubt and surprise. Knowing it was unwise to linger, she used her lightness skill and strode away.

"Doesn't seem like it?" The man, who had vanished without a trace, jumped down from a large tree by the roadside and looked up at the tree, saying, "Second Sister, don't you think so?" "Don't tell anyone I taught you that lewd move you just used!" A woman in a pale yellow dress emerged from the roadside bushes. "What a mess you made of your 'Double Dragons Seizing the Pearl' move! 'Lewd Man Touching Breasts'? You've embarrassed me terribly." The man looked at the tree and then at the bushes, sighing, "Second Sister, your 'Tiger Leap Technique' is getting better and better. I didn't even notice when you ran from the tree into the bushes." The woman was about thirty years old, with a face like... The painting was exquisitely beautiful. She smiled and said, "Of course, those ten-odd years of practice haven't been for nothing. If you found out, could I still be your second sister? 'Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon' would become 'Wind Dragon Cloud Tiger,' wouldn't that sound awful?" "Exactly, exactly." The man laughed for a while, then said seriously, "Second sister, to be honest, the woman you just saw doesn't quite resemble the rumors, does she?" "Not just not quite, she's the complete opposite. Didn't you see her expression when you used 'Double Dragons... The Lecher Touches Breasts'?" "How could I have time to look at her eyes? How could I let go of those jade breasts before me?" The woman said, "You can joke with me, but..." "Don't talk nonsense in front of your older brother. He's not as good-tempered as I am." "Yes, yes. What did you think of her eyes?" "Her eyes..." A blush suddenly flashed across the woman's face: "Like me... on my wedding night with your older brother... the first time I saw... saw..." "Saw what?" "Your older brother's... that..." "Which one?" "But I was both ashamed and happy, while she was both ashamed and angry..." The man scratched his head and said, "I don't quite understand." The woman laughed and scolded, "You'll understand when you get married. Why don't you take off your mask and put it on again?" "Having had your fill?" The man chuckled. "I almost forgot." He wiped his face, and his previously lewd features instantly transformed into those of an exceptionally handsome young man. In his hand appeared a human skin mask. "Third Brother's mask is truly exquisite; there's not a single flaw." "Indeed!" the woman laughed. "If I hadn't known it was you, just seeing that face would have given me a good beating." "Haha, truly worthy of the famous 'Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon...Tiger Mother,' you certainly have a fierce temper, haha!" The woman wasn't angry. She laughed and said, "Let's go. It's time to go back and report to your eldest brother." With that, she vanished without a trace in a flash.

"Indeed, impressive skill," the young man sighed. "But wouldn't walking slowly be better? Why fly around like that? Doesn't it get tiring?" "So, according to you, we can't trust Hua Tiegan's words at all." "Of course! I knew Hua Tiegan was no good the moment I saw him. Didn't you see the way he stared at me? Just looking at him made my heart sink." A middle-aged man in his forties, after hearing his wife's report, said, "Rumors in the martial arts world say that woman behaved improperly, seduced a lecherous monk, and murdered her own father..." "No, I think she's still a virgin." "Oh? How do you know?" In Luoyang City, Mo Shaofeng, the leader of the renowned "Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon" duo, and his wife, "Tiger Mother" Feng Fei, ranked second, were talking in their home.

Feng Fei glared at her husband and said, "It's not like I haven't been a daughter before, how could I not know?" "You haven't been a daughter for eleven years, and you still remember so clearly?" The usually serious Mo Shaofeng only showed a rare smile when he was with his wife: "I can't quite remember what you looked like when you were a daughter." Feng Fei retorted, "I'm talking to you seriously, don't bring up other things." Mo Shaofeng pulled his wife into his arms, wrapping his arms around her slender waist, and laughed, "Alright, let's talk serious and do serious things. The most serious thing is..." "It's over." Feng Fei, known in the martial arts world as the "Tiger Queen," couldn't muster any of her fierceness. Her husband held her firmly in his arms, his warm chest and strong masculine scent making her weak and docile like a cat. She nestled motionless in his embrace, her fingers gently circling his chest as she softly said, "It's still daytime, how embarrassing!" Mo Shaofeng lowered his head and kissed his wife's full lips, whispering, "What does it matter? Who would know if we closed the door?" He reached under his wife's skirt, gently stroking her smooth, long thighs.

"It itches..." Feng Fei moaned softly, clamping her hands together to stop the restless movement between her legs. "Don't do that," she said. "Shaolong will be back soon. It'll be embarrassing if he sees us." "Then I'll hurry." "Who wants you to hurry?" Feng Fei gave him a captivating wink. "Tonight I'll make you 'take it slow'..." Mo Shaofeng chuckled and released Feng Fei, saying, "You said it yourself. Don't beg for mercy tonight!" Feng Fei chuckled again, casually touching her husband's erect crotch. "Get ready, I'm going to drain you dry tonight." With a laugh, she left the room, leaving a trail of fragrance.

Mo Shaofeng smelled his wife's scent in the air, remembering her charming appearance, and felt an overwhelming tenderness in his heart. The couple, married for eleven years, remained as inseparable as newlyweds, unwilling to part even for a moment. If it weren't for the constant stream of martial arts practitioners coming and going from their home, they would have loved to spend all their time passionately entwined in their room.

Even more remarkable was that his wife had cared for his younger brother, Shaolong, for eleven years, acting as his mother without a single complaint, allowing Shaolong, who had lost both parents at a young age, to experience the warmth of a family. Now, Shaolong was eighteen years old and had already achieved some success in martial arts, allowing him, who was constantly busy with martial arts affairs, to focus wholeheartedly on becoming a great hero.

Thinking of this, a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips. He thought to himself, with such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?

"Big brother! I'm back!" Mo Shaofeng snapped out of his daze and looked towards the door. He saw Mo Shaolong shuffling in, and his brow furrowed, his smile fading. He said, "Shaolong! You're already eighteen, and you're still so frivolous. You can't even walk properly!" Mo Shaolong stuck out his tongue and laughed, "Big brother, have you eaten? My stomach is rumbling." "Don't talk nonsense. Go wash your face and hands. Your sister-in-law is in the kitchen, preparing dinner." Mo Shaolong knew that his stern-faced older brother cared deeply for him, but he couldn't let go of his elder brotherly authority and had been keeping a straight face. The man spoke with a smile, "It smells delicious! It's sweet and sour fish! But I can't bear to eat the dishes my second sister makes; just looking at them makes me full." "Stop talking nonsense." "By the way, eldest brother, did second sister tell you?" "You mean about her?" "Yes, I see she's all alone, which is quite dangerous. If…" "If something happens to her, it would be a real shame to betray Uncle Shui's kindness. Spread the word that anyone who dares to bully her is going against me." Mo Shaofeng pondered, "That's not enough… Go and invite Uncle Xu." A moment later, an old man in his seventies with white hair came before Mo Shaofeng.

"What are your orders, young master?" Uncle Xu was an old servant of the Mo family, having watched Mo Shaofeng grow up since childhood. Even now, as Mo Shaofeng was middle-aged, he still couldn't shake the habit of addressing

him that way. "Uncle Xu, I'm really sorry to trouble you this time. You know Uncle Shui's daughter, right? I want you to protect her..." Mo Shaolong excitedly exclaimed, "Me too!" Mo Shaofeng said, "Don't interrupt. Go wash your face and hands quickly." Mo Shaolong snorted and left for the kitchen.

Feng Fei asked with a smile, "Why do you look so grumpy? Did your brother scold you again?" Mo Shaolong explained the situation to Feng Fei, who laughed, "If it were me, I wouldn't let you go either." Mo Shaolong protested, "Why? My martial arts skills aren't inferior to Uncle Xu's!" "If an eighteen-year-old boy were to follow behind a young woman, what kind of nonsense would be set up by busybodies? They'd all say she's seducing men and has no shame. Uncle Xu is fine; he even held Miss Shui when she was little." Mo Shaolong was speechless.

"I think you're too idle and can't stand staying at home. Here's what I need you to do for me." "What is it?" Feng Fei said, "It's nothing important. I'll get you some Lao Zhi later, could you take it to my sister in Jingzhou Prefecture? She just gave birth two days ago, so I need to give her something to help her recover." "Sister Qin gave birth? Was it a boy or a girl?" "It's a little chubby one. Could you also give me a red envelope?" "Okay, I'll go right after I finish eating!" (Part Two) After returning home from the snowy valley on the Tibetan border, Shui Sheng felt that everything around her had changed, leaving her feeling lost and helpless.

Her gentle cousin was no longer gentle, her kind elders were no longer kind; everyone looked at her with contempt, believing she had colluded with a lecherous monk and murdered her own father, making her the most wanton woman in the world, deserving of death. Her clarifications were merely seen as sophistry, and everything she did was taken as shameless lewdness.

Even more humiliating were the lewd gazes hidden beneath the hypocritical faces of Confucian scholars, as if they wanted to strip her naked. If looks could rape a person, she didn't know how many times she had been raped.

Shui Sheng could no longer bear it. So one night, she took her father's heirloom, the "Li Long Sword," along with some jewelry and clothing, and ran away from home.

For a month, she wandered the martial world alone, relying on her own skills and perhaps a bit of luck, avoiding several dangers. But this time, it seemed her luck wouldn't be so good.

Facing dozens of fierce-looking enemies, Shui Sheng was already terrified. Her "Li Long Sword," her only means of protection, fell into the hands of the enemy after a fierce fight. The greedy eyes of the enemies made Shui Sheng's whole body tremble.

The leader, a man with a large nose, leered, "I say, young lady, I think you'd better surrender obediently. My brothers are quite rough; if they accidentally disfigure your face, wouldn't that be a waste of your beautiful features?" "Shameless!" Shui Sheng secretly tried to circulate her inner energy, but found her dantian completely empty, devoid of any internal energy. Her legs trembled uncontrollably, and beads of sweat covered her entire face. With a whoosh

, the man with the large nose led dozens of his men to pounce on Shui Sheng. She could defend her left side, but couldn't protect her right. Her fists and feet were weak, and she was subdued in no time.

"Gently, gently!" Big Nose said, "How can such a delicate young girl endure such rudeness?" Big Nose unbuckled his belt and walked towards Shui Sheng.

Shui Sheng felt a surge of fear and stammered, "You... what do you want to do?" "Is that even a question?" Big Nose lifted Shui Sheng's chin with his hand, clicking his tongue in admiration, "What a beautiful girl! You're in for a treat this time!" Big Nose then said to a fat man beside him, "You should unbuckle your belt too." The fat man was overjoyed, thinking he was in for a treat. He quickly unbuckled his belt, his groin reaching for Shui Sheng, while the onlookers watched with envy.

Unexpectedly, Big Nose cursed, "What's the rush?" He kicked the fat man over, snatched the belt from the fat man's hand, tied Shui Sheng's hands behind her back with his own belt, and then tied the fat man's belt around his own waist, saying, "I've done 'wild sex' before, but the wind and sand are too strong, and there are too many mosquitoes, so it's not very comfortable. It's better to do it indoors." Because her hands were tied behind her back, Shui Sheng's body naturally leaned forward, revealing her sharp and rounded breasts. Big Nose chuckled lewdly, grabbed one of them, and squeezed it hard a few times.

"Ah!" Shui Sheng had never suffered such humiliation before, and cried out in shame, "Stop!" The big-nosed man laughed, "Truly a masterpiece. Hahaha, brothers, let's take our future bandit queen back to the mountain!" Shui Sheng was filled with despair. Thinking of her impending doom, a face both familiar and strange flashed through her mind, and she fainted.

Meanwhile, dozens of miles away in Luoyang City, Xu Bocai, acting on Mo Shaofeng's orders, was about to leave.

It all seemed too late.

After an unknown amount of time, Shui Sheng slowly awoke. As soon as she came to her senses, she immediately remembered her predicament, quickly sat up, and looked around.

She found herself in a room with simple furnishings and a roaring stove in the corner. Looking down, she noticed that her original blue cloth robe had been replaced with a gossamer-thin gauze dress, and her body was clean and her beautiful figure was vaguely visible. She was shocked. Had she been violated?

But she felt no discomfort whatsoever. Shui Sheng was filled with doubt and unease when suddenly a voice came from outside the door: "Miss, are you awake?" Shui Sheng immediately tried to get up and run away, but her body was weak and powerless. The person had already pushed open the door and entered. Shui Sheng quickly grabbed the sheet to cover her naked body.

A girl in green entered carrying a bowl of hot soup, saying, "You're awake? Are you hungry? Have some soup first." Shui Sheng trembled and said, "Who...who are you? Let me...go..." The girl in green sighed, placed the hot soup on the table, and came to Shui Sheng, saying, "I was also captured by them. My name is Yu Fang. I won't hurt you." Shui Sheng calmed herself slightly and said, "They...?" "They are the most powerful bandits in this area, called Black Stone Village. The leader, the one with the big nose, is called Zhang Fu..." "Is...is there any way to escape?" Yu Fang sighed, "I've been captured for almost a year, and I've never seen anyone successfully escape. Being caught only leads to more cruel humiliation." "Then I..." Shui Sheng sobbed, trembling at the thought of the humiliation she would suffer.

"Take it easy..." Yu Fang's eyes reddened as she recalled her own ordeal, but she still mustered her strength to comfort Shui Sheng, "There's always a chance..." "The groom has arrived!" Just as the two were grieving, the door suddenly opened, and a figure rushed in—it was none other than Zhang Fu, the leader of Black Stone Village, with his big nose.

Seeing the two embracing and crying, Zhang Fu shouted, "What's with all the crying on your wedding night?" He shoved Yu Fang away and roughly grabbed Shui Sheng's cheek: "But the bride looks quite beautiful when she cries, hahaha..." Clear tears still clung to Shui Sheng's face. Zhang Fu lowered his head, opened his mouth, and licked away the tears with his tongue. Shui Sheng trembled violently as if struck by lightning. She quickly shook her head to get away from Zhang Fu, shrinking into the corner of the bed, clutching the sheet tightly, afraid that Zhang Fu would see her naked skin.

"Hehe... the bride is quite shy..." Zhang Fu turned his head and saw Yu Fang standing to the side, saying, "How about this, I'll have sex with this girl first, and the bride should watch carefully and learn." He grabbed Yu Fang and pressed her against his crotch.

Yu Fang had suffered humiliation for a long time, how could she not know Zhang Fu's lustful desires? Thinking she could preserve Shui Sheng's chastity for as long as possible, perhaps satisfying Zhang Fu and allowing him to leave, would be even better. Although she could only temporarily preserve Shui Sheng's virginity, and she would inevitably suffer his advances again, she could only take it one step at a time.

Yu Fang reached out and unzipped Zhang Fu's pants, revealing an erect penis. Yu Fang opened her mouth and took the egg-sized glans inside.

Zhang Fu exhaled and said, "Suck hard, suck me hard, I'll feed you to your cunt later." Yu Fang moved her head back and forth, the penis going in and out of her mouth, covered in saliva, gleaming obscenely. Yu Fang glanced up at Zhang Fu out of the corner of her eye, seeing his eyes burning with wild lust as he stared intently at Shui Sheng. Anxious, she sucked even harder on Zhang Fu's penis, trying to draw out his semen.

Zhang Fu felt the pleasure below intensify. He lowered his head and said, "After teaching you for so long, you've finally figured it out. All my instruction wasn't in vain. Very good, just like that, just like that." Yu Fang's mouth ached from sucking, the glans repeatedly pressing against her throat, making her want to vomit in pain. But to protect Shui Sheng, she continued sucking and licking without letting up.

Zhang Fu said, "The bride should learn carefully; it'll be your turn soon." Shui Sheng panicked even more upon hearing this. Seeing Yu Fang's pained expression, her stomach clenched uncontrollably.

"It's about time," Zhang Fu muttered to himself, pushing Yu Fang aside and walking towards Shui Sheng.

Seeing this, Yu Fang quickly grabbed Zhang Fu's leg and said, "Give it to me, I want more... I want you to feed my... pussy..." "Little girl, are you horny today? Too bad I have to be with the bride today, I don't have time for you..." He struck Yu Fang on the back of the neck, and she fainted.

Shui Sheng screamed in shock. Zhang Fu lewdly said, "Did you see clearly just now? If not, it's okay, I'll teach you myself, hehe, hehe..." Zhang Fu snatched the sheet from Shui Sheng's hand and threw it aside. Shui Sheng huddled up, too terrified to move.

Zhang Fu stroked Shui Sheng's back through her gauze dress, saying, "Don't be afraid, my little lamb, brother will comfort you with his penis." "Stop...stop...don't say anymore..." Zhang Fu continued uttering lewd words, his fat hands greedily caressing every part of Shui Sheng's body. Shui Sheng tried to struggle, but she was powerless, only able to let Zhang Fu do as he pleased, utterly unable to resist.

"Ah...no..." Shui Sheng felt Zhang Fu's hand reach her most private place and cried out in shame, but that hateful hand mercilessly kneaded and rubbed her tender lips.

"I'm going in..." Zhang Fu parted Shui Sheng's thighs, knelt between them, reached one hand under Shui Sheng's waist, lifted her lower body, and held his penis with the other, the hot glans pressing against Shui Sheng's tightly closed vulva.

Shui Sheng knew she was finally going to be ruined by Zhang Fu. She closed her eyes tightly, biting her lower lip, and that face appeared in her mind once again... Not her father... Not her cousin... It was him... "Oh oh oh oh..." Zhang Fu had only inserted half of his glans when he felt an extreme tightness and couldn't help but cry out in pleasure. Just as he was about to muster all his strength and charge in, he heard shouts outside: "Boss! Boss! Something terrible has happened!" Three henchmen stumbled into the room, but seeing the scene inside, they quickly retreated, repeatedly saying, "Boss, wait a minute, they've come to kill us!" Disturbed by this, Zhang Fu lost all interest. He pulled out his penis, hurriedly dressed, and went outside, asking, "What's all the fuss about?" As he spoke, six or seven more men retreated to the front of the room, all covered in wounds.

"Mo Shaofeng... Mo Shaofeng has come to kill us!" "What!" Zhang Fu exclaimed in shock, shouting, "Get my weapon! Tell all the brothers to attack!" Zhang Fu took the large cleaver from his men and rushed towards the main hall.

Upon entering the main hall, Mo Shaofeng appeared as imposing as a divine general, his punches and kicks unstoppable; no one could withstand three moves from him, and all who stood in his way crumbled.

Seeing this, Zhang Fu roared and swung his large cleaver straight down at Mo Shaofeng. Mo Shaofeng let out a long howl, gathering strength in both palms to trap the cleaver, and then unleashed a series of powerful kicks at Zhang Fu's chest, sending him flying backward, blood gushing from his mouth.

"Zhang Fu, today you have committed countless evils!" Mo Shaofeng's face suddenly turned purple, then blue, and then red, changing color three times in succession. His right palm struck Zhang Fu's crown, and with a cracking sound of bones breaking, Zhang Fu's entire body shattered, collapsing to the ground like a rag doll, dead.

"What a brilliant 'Thunderbolt Hand'!" Mo Shaofeng turned around and saw his wife, Feng Fei, supporting a comatose young girl as they walked out of the back room.

Feng Fei exclaimed happily, "Brother, your Thunderbolt Hand has finally reached its peak!" Mo Shaofeng smiled and said, "So you saw it. Who is she?" "You don't recognize her?" "Should I recognize her?" Feng Fei said, "And you even declared that no one was allowed to touch her, saying something like 'Anyone who offends her is an enemy of Feng Hu Yunlong'?" Mo Shaofeng said happily, "She's Uncle Shui's daughter?" Feng Fei said, "Exactly. Haven't you seen her before?" "Yes, I have, but that was when I was a teenager..." "That happened years ago, she was just a child then." Feng Fei laughed, "I never expected that after more than ten years, the little girl would grow into a young lady." Mo Shaofeng said, "No wonder Uncle Xu couldn't find Miss Shui, it turns out she fell into Zhang Fu's hands. I've wanted to take down Black Stone Village for a long time, but I've been too busy." Feng Fei said, "Luckily we arrived in time, and her innocence was finally preserved." Chapter (Three) Shui Sheng opened her eyes, and in front of her was a handsome face with a grin.

Shui Sheng exclaimed, "Who are you!" "Shaolong, don't scare people." Feng Fei walked into the room, smiled and chased Mo Shaolong out of the room, sat down by the bed, and said softly, "Miss Shui, don't be afraid, everything is safe here." "Where is this...? Who are you?" Although she didn't recognize the beautiful woman in front of her, Shui Sheng felt at ease from the bottom of her heart.

"Miss Shui, I am..." Feng Fei explained everything to Shui Sheng. Shui Sheng tilted her head and said, "Now that you mention it, I vaguely remember... Mo Shaofeng... Mo Shaofeng... Ah! I remember now, Mo Shaofeng is that bearded brother!" Feng Fei smiled and said, "That's right, that's right, but he used to have a bearded face, not anymore. Big brother, come in!" Mo Shaofeng rubbed his cheek, entered the room, sat down, and said, "Uncle Shui's kindness to our Mo family can never be repaid. Miss Shui, I think you should stay here." Hearing her father mentioned, Shui Sheng's eyes reddened again. Feng Fei complained, "Why did you have to bring that up? Look at you, you made her cry." "Uncle Shui has such an excellent daughter, he should be smiling in the afterlife." "You still dare to say that!" Feng Fei also chased her husband out.

"Sister Feng..." Shui Sheng burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably in Feng Fei's arms, remembering her father and the hardships she had endured venturing alone into the world for the past month.

Feng Fei gently patted Shui Sheng's shoulder and softly said, "Cry it out, and you won't feel so bad..." Inside the room, two naked bodies were passionately intertwined.

Feng Fei's long legs were tightly wrapped around Mo Shaofeng's waist, one hand pressed against her husband's broad chest, the other hand passionately kneading her own breasts, her hips thrusting upwards to meet the powerful impact.

"Ah...ha...so beautiful...so beautiful it's killing me...I'm going to heaven...Big brother's big cock feels so good on his sister...it's hitting...my flower core...it's coming...ahhh...I'm going to die..." Feng Fei kept uttering lewd words to express her pleasure, which further stimulated Mo Shaofeng, who thrust into his wife's secret place with even more vigor.

"Good brother...suck my breasts...ohhh...so beautiful...so beautiful..." Feng Fei's delicate body trembled, her black hair fluttered across her face, her snow-white skin covered with a layer of small beads of sweat, and her pair of full breasts were transformed into various alluring shapes under Mo Shaofeng's slightly rough ravaging.

Mo Shaofeng bent down and stuck out his tongue to lick his wife's round earlobe. Knowing every inch of his wife's sensuality, Mo Shaofeng repeatedly aroused her most primal desires. Earlobes, back of the neck, armpits, nipples, navel, inner thighs, soles of the feet—all were targets of his assault. Especially when his stubble-covered cheek rubbed against those sensitive areas, it was the perfect aphrodisiac.

"It's coming...it's coming...ahhh..." Unable to withstand her husband's relentless onslaught, Feng Fei had already climaxed twice. Although exhausted, she felt her vagina still firm and full. Her husband continued his relentless advances, and she kicked him away.

Just as Mo Shaofeng was enjoying himself, he was abruptly stopped. He stood there, bewildered, wondering what he had done to offend his wife. Before he could speak, his wife suddenly turned and took his penis into her mouth, mumbling, "Lick my hole...with your tongue..." Seeing his wife's change of tactics, Mo Shaofeng was even more delighted. He opened his mouth wide and completely took her lips into his, sucking hard. Feng Fei felt a strong suction in her lower body, constantly drawing out her juices, soaking Mo Shaofeng's face and head. A nimble tongue moved incessantly inside her, sometimes quickly teasing her clitoris, sometimes slowly scraping her inner walls, bringing her immense pleasure.

Mo Shaofeng felt his penis being tightly sucked by warm lips. His wife's delicate tongue licked incessantly at the opening of his penis, her pearly teeth gently nibbling at the glans, a surge of indescribable excitement welling up within her. Several times she nearly burst forth, barely managing to hold back.

Feng Fei sucked for a while, seeing her husband's penis still throbbing, looking tense and menacing, she said in a seductive voice, "My mouth is so sore..." and casually slapped his penis.

Mo Shaofeng cried out in pain, a fierce resolve forming in his heart. He turned his penis around and thrust it forcefully into his wife's secret place.

Feng Fei cried out, "You damned bastard... fuck me to death... all the way in..." Mo Shaofeng felt the tingling sensation in his penis intensify, his lower back aching. He immediately channeled the internal energy of his "Thunderbolt Hand" technique, causing his penis to more than double in size and become even harder, causing Feng Fei to scream and cry out in ecstasy.

"Fuck me to death... ahhh... hah... big cock... fuck me to death..." Amidst her cries, Feng Fei climaxed again.

Mo Shaofeng could no longer hold back; his ejaculation was unleashed, and thick streams of semen shot out, flowing into his wife's secret place. A mischievous thought crossed Mo Shaofeng's mind; he pulled out his still-ejaculating penis and aimed it at his wife's beautiful face, spraying Feng Fei's face with semen.

"Ugh, you've got that smell all over me!" Feng Fei complained to her husband, annoyed. "It's sticky, do you think it's pleasant?" Mo Shaofeng smiled at his wife and said softly, "I love you." Feng Fei looked at her husband with deep affection, a beautiful smile blooming on her face, and said, "I love you too." Their two passionate bodies intertwined once more until dawn.

"Brother Mo, please stand up for me..." Shui Sheng told Mo Shaofeng everything that had happened in the snow valley.

Feng Fei, who had been listening intently, was already furious. She angrily said, "That Hua Tiegan is utterly shameless! He calls himself one of the 'Four Heroes of the South,' yet his actions are so despicable and vile. Just thinking about being associated with someone like him makes me want to scream!" Mo Shaofeng pondered, "The Four Heroes of the South and the Four Eccentrics of the North each lead the martial arts world of the North and South, respectively, and they don't interfere with each other. If we go to argue with him, it will likely cause a lot of trouble. In the South, Hua Tiegan currently holds a dominant position in the martial arts world, making the situation even more unfavorable for us." Feng Fei retorted angrily, "Who cares about all that? If we can't win an argument, we'll fight!" Mo Shaolong chimed in, "Yes, brother, second sister is right!" "If you can't win an argument, then fight. Besides, we might not even lose an argument with him." Mo Shaofeng glared at Mo Shaolong and said, "If everything in the world could be resolved this way, if you can't win an argument, then I wouldn't have to go through all this trouble." Feng Fei said, "Are we just going to let Hua Tiegan go like this? Is Sister Shui's reputation just going to be ruined like this?" Mo Shaofeng sighed, "Of course we can't just let it go like this, but we have to come up with a perfect solution that can restore Miss Shui's reputation without harming the harmony between the martial arts worlds of the North and South." Feng Fei said, "Then what's your plan?" Mo Shaofeng said, "Not yet..." Feng Fei shouted, "You've said so much, but it's still the same as saying nothing!" "Speak!" Mo Shaofeng said, "Everything is for the greater good..." Feng Fei retorted, "Bullshit! Don't our reputations as young ladies matter? The greater good, the greater good, if I were raped by Hua Tiegan one day, would you still prioritize the greater good?" Mo Shaofeng said urgently, "You... what do you mean by that? Sigh, that's not how it works!" "I don't care! Anyway, I'm going to settle accounts with Hua Tiegan tomorrow. I won't rest until I've skinned that bastard alive! Shaolong, are you going or not?" Mo Shaolong said excitedly, "Yes, of course I'm going! Of course I'm going! Let them see that the reputation of the Four Eccentrics of the North isn't just empty boasting." Mo Shaofeng "Shaolong, you...sigh..." Mo Shaofeng knew that although his wife usually followed his ideas, once she decided to do something, no one could stop her. "Alright, since you want to go, I won't stop you. But remember one thing: be forgiving when you can." Feng Fei said, "If Hua Tiegan has done something for me, I will naturally forgive him. Otherwise, I will beat him so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him." Mo Shaolong exclaimed, "Good! The tigress is showing her power. This is going to be a good show!" Shui Sheng couldn't help but smile at Mo Shaolong's teasing. She was delighted that there were still good people in the world, and that her reputation could be restored.

Seeing this, Mo Shaolong laughed, "She's smiling! Second Sister, look how beautiful Sister Shui's smile is!" Feng Fei smiled, "That's right, Sister Shui, don't worry, I'll take care of everything." Shui Sheng said, "Thank you, Sister Feng, thank you... Brother Long..." As she spoke, two blushes appeared on Shui Sheng's flawless face.

Mo Shaolong, seeing Shui Sheng's beauty surpassing even that of flowers, was completely mesmerized.

Mo Shaofeng and Feng Fei, the couple, exchanged a knowing smile, both having the same thought.

That night, the couple whispered secrets in their room.

Mo Shaofeng said, "But I wonder what Miss Shui thinks?" Feng Fei said, "Leave it to me. I'll definitely convince her. Besides, Miss Shui is single; it's good for her to find a husband sooner rather than later." Mo Shaofeng nodded, "Exactly. That way, Uncle Shui can rest easy." "I think this will definitely work out." Mo Shaofeng asked, "Are you so confident?" Feng Fei said, "The previous times I introduced marriage proposals to Shaolong, he pretended to be crazy and kicked them out. Do you know why?" Mo Shaofeng shook his head, "It's because..." "Your temperament is still so fickle?" Feng Fei smiled meaningfully and whispered, "That's why I said you always have such a stern face. Shaolong is afraid of you. No wonder you don't understand your brother's thoughts at all." "What's on this kid's mind?" Feng Fei laughed, "I raised Shaolong since he was a child. I know his temperament and habits very well. Let me tell you, Shaolong likes older women." Mo Shaofeng asked in surprise, "This... why is that?" Feng Fei said, "The girls introduced for the previous marriages were all a year or two younger than Shaolong." "He's about 18, and Shaolong especially likes to stick close to me, so I noticed it. Turns out it's because of me." "Your connection?" Feng Fei said, "You, as the older brother, really don't understand your younger brother at all. This is called a 'mother complex'." Mo Shaofeng was stunned for a moment before realizing, then laughed, "I see, I see." "Shui-mei is three years older than Shaolong, no more, no less. Didn't you see the way Shaolong stared at Shui-mei?" Mo Shaofeng's elder brother temper flared again, saying, "Shaolong stared at Shui-mei?" "Outrageous! What have you been reading all this time? This is incredibly rude! I'll give him a piece of my mind tomorrow morning." Feng Fei said, "Don't be nosy. Shao Long has treated me with courtesy. But staring at me all day long, isn't that utterly unreasonable?" Mo Shaofeng laughed, "That's different. We're husband and wife. And I have my 'complex' too." "What kind of complex do you have?" Mo Shaofeng suddenly grabbed his wife's breasts with both hands and chuckled, "A breast fetish." Feng Fei laughed and scolded, "You shameless rascal!" In an instant, the entire room was filled with the love between husband and wife.

That night, a young couple were filled with unspoken thoughts.

On one side, Mo Shaolong lay happily on his bed, recalling Shui Sheng's captivating beauty during the day—truly a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, a beauty that would shame the moon and flowers—making his heart pound and his breath quicken.

On the other side, Shui Sheng sat at the table, her brow furrowed in thought. She thought of her father's kindness, her cousin's ruthlessness, and also of him… She didn't know when it started, but she thought of him more often than her father and cousin. And him?

I once heard him mention revenge. His enemy seemed to be Wan Zhenshan. I'd met Wan Zhenshan before; his martial arts were quite good, but I always felt he was wicked. My father had tried several times to keep him away, but he stubbornly refused to leave.

He sought revenge on Wan Zhenshan, but what was the result? He practiced the Blood Saber Evil Monk's sword manual; his martial arts should have improved a lot, right? But is he still not as good as Wan Zhenshan?

He also seems to have a beloved junior sister. Will all my agonizing thoughts end in vain?

As I think of him here, will he ever think of me?

Shui Sheng spent the entire night sleepless.

(Part Four) "Senior Hua, we've come here this time..." "Heroine Feng and Young Master Mo, have you visited West Lake yet? If not, tomorrow I..." Feng Fei, Mo Shaolong, and Shui Sheng arrived in Jiangnan to reason with Hua Tiegan. Seeing the three's aggressive demeanor, especially the "tigress" Feng Fei who clearly looked like she was there to cause trouble, Hua Tiegan put on a smiling face, set out a banquet, and had the three take their seats.

Seeing Hua Tiegan's polite treatment, and considering he was a senior, Feng Fei couldn't refuse him, so she suppressed her anger and waited to see what Hua Tiegan would do.

Mo Shaolong, however, lacked patience. He tried several times to get straight to the point, but Hua Tiegan evaded the issue, diverting attention with irrelevant tales and stories of martial arts, then describing the scenery of Jiangnan. Mo Shaolong was thoroughly exasperated.

"It's all thanks to you both that my niece Shui was able to return safely. On behalf of my sworn brother, I thank you both for your help. My niece Shui, eat more. You must have suffered a lot these past two months. Your cousin Wang will be here soon." Shui Sheng only ate a few bites, then kept her head down and remained silent. Hearing that her cousin Wang Xiaofeng was coming, she trembled.

Seeing this, Feng Fei whispered in Shui Sheng's ear. Shui Sheng nodded slightly, still remaining silent.

Hearing him mention Wang Xiaofeng, Mo Shaolong's anger flared even more. He slammed his wine cup down on the table and shouted, "Senior Hua, we've come here for Miss Shui's sake!" Hua Tiegan chuckled, "Thank you for your concern, Young Hero Mo. My niece Shui is like my own daughter. With Fourth Brother Shui's unfortunate passing, it's my duty to take care of her." Seeing Mo Shaolong's loss of composure, Feng Fei was practically ready to overturn the table. He was about to make a move, but Hua Tiegan remained calm and composed, smiling at her. He thought to himself, "That old fox Hua Tiegan lives up to his reputation. No wonder my brother doesn't want to confront him directly." Just then, Wang Xiaofeng arrived. Upon seeing Shui Sheng, he exclaimed joyfully, "Cousin, you're finally back! I've missed you so much!" Shui Sheng's body trembled violently. Looking up, she saw that Wang Xiaofeng's face was much thinner than before she left, his eyes bloodshot, clearly showing how worried he was about her departure.

Remembering the days when they rode together through the world, though unspoken, they had both tacitly agreed that they would marry no one but each other—how happy and joyful that had been! Her eyes reddened, and she longed to throw herself into his arms and weep bitterly to release all the sorrow in her heart.

But then she remembered the look he'd given her since returning from Snow Valley—a look filled with contempt and suspicion, as if she were a venomous beast, and that getting close to her would tarnish his reputation and status. It broke her heart. Several attempts to explain only deepened the distrust between them, so she hardened her heart and coldly said, "I don't want to see you." But how could Wang Xiaofeng forget Shui Sheng? They were childhood sweethearts, studying martial arts together, traveling the world together—a couple everyone envied. His uncle, Shui Dai, had hinted several times that he wanted to marry his daughter to him, which made him overjoyed.

But after hearing Hua Tiegan's words, he believed that Shui Sheng had already lost her virginity to the lecherous monk. Although his cousin had repeatedly defended herself, were the rumors circulating in the martial world true? He thought to himself, "I'm a rising star in the martial arts world. Who among my peers can compare to me? Am I supposed to marry this woman I love so much, a fallen beauty who has lost her virginity to a villain? Wouldn't I just be ridiculed? How could I

, Wang Xiaofeng, willingly wear a cuckold's horns?" Although Wang Xiaofeng didn't say it aloud after Shui Sheng's departure, he was deeply worried. He lost his appetite and worried about what might happen to his cousin. After all, their decade-long relationship couldn't be easily severed, but he absolutely would not marry her.

Hearing Shui Sheng say, "I don't want to see you," Wang Xiaofeng felt a pang of pain in his heart. Did his cousin no longer have feelings for him? But then he felt a strange sense of relief, as if a scourge had finally been removed. He no longer had to see his cousin's eyes, which filled him with a mixture of heartache, jealousy, and resentment. He felt heartache for his cousin's tragic fate, jealousy for that lecherous monk who had taken his cousin's virginity, and resentment that his cousin hadn't kept her chastity for him. A strange sense of satisfaction rose within him, but he still said, "Cousin, I..." Mo Shaolong's mind was now entirely focused on Shui Sheng. Seeing Shui Sheng's former lover appear, he couldn't help but feel nervous. Seeing Wang Xiaofeng approaching and pestering him, he immediately said, "Miss Shui said she doesn't want to see you, so get lost!" Only then did Wang Xiaofeng notice the two people beside him: a stunningly beautiful woman and a handsome young man. He glanced at the woman and turned to the young man, saying, "Who are you? What right do you have to tell me to get lost?" Feng Fei, seeing Wang Xiaofeng's rude gaze, snorted.

Mo Shaolong said, "My name is Mo Shaolong. The dragon in the Four Eccentrics of the North, Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon, is..." He was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly felt the scene before his eyes blur, his head felt very heavy, and his whole body felt weak and powerless. Startled, he barely managed to turn his head to look at Hua Tiegan.

All that could be seen was Hua Tiegan revealing a sinister smile as he slowly stood up. Mo Shaolong felt the world spin instantly, and before he could even speak, everything went black, and he fainted.

Feng Fei, with deeper skill, realized she had been tricked by Hua Tiegan. She mustered her remaining strength to stand up and shouted, "Hua Tiegan, you…!" She tried to fight back, but found her inner strength vanished without a trace. "You're so despicable…" Hua Tiegan sneered, "Lady Feng, lie down, hahaha, hahaha…" Amidst his maniacal laughter, Feng Fei also fainted.

Shui Sheng, with the weakest skill, had already lost consciousness.

Only a bewildered Wang Xiaofeng remained standing to the side, bewildered by what had happened, and Hua Tiegan's fierce and sinister wolfish expression.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Fei woke up and found herself in a dimly lit, dark room. Her hands and feet were tied apart to two crossed wooden strips, and her clothes had been stripped off, revealing her voluptuous and alluring body. Turning her head, she saw Mo Shaolong bound tightly together like a rice dumpling, while Shui Sheng was sleeping soundly on the wooden bed beside her, fully clothed.

Having experienced the ways of the martial world for a long time, Feng Fei suppressed her panic and quietly pondered: "I respect Hua Tiegan as a renowned senior in the martial arts world. Although his character is questionable, he wouldn't stoop to such despicable acts. I never expected him to do something so vile, poisoning my food. What kind of poison is so potent that even I didn't notice?" Just as she was deep in thought, Hua Tiegan and Wang Xiaofeng entered. Hua Tiegan's gaze roamed brazenly over Feng Fei's naked body, his eyes burning with lewd lust. Wang Xiaofeng, on the other hand, followed timidly behind Hua Tiegan, occasionally stealing glances at the naked Feng Fei and Shui Sheng lying on the bed.

Feng Fei felt uneasy under Hua Tiegan's gaze and angrily said, "Hua Tiegan, let us go!" Hua Tiegan laughed, "Miss Feng, your skill is indeed excellent. You were poisoned by my colorless and odorless 'Power-Dissolving Powder.' I estimated you wouldn't wake up for at least half an hour, but I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly, hahaha." Feng Fei said, "I never thought you were so despicable, even worse than the evil monks of the Blood Sabre Sect." Hua Tiegan said, "As for how evil the evil monks of the Blood Sabre Sect are, Miss Feng, you should ask my niece Shui; she'd understand better, hahaha." Hearing Hua Tiegan mention his most painful memory, Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but say, "Uncle Hua, you…" Hua Tiegan laughed, "Nephew Wang…" "You don't need to rush. Heroine Feng, ever since I met you and your husband twelve years ago on Mount Tai, I've been unable to forget your voluptuous body..." Feng Fei retorted angrily, "Bah! What exactly do you want?" Hua Tiegan leered, "What do men do when they strip women naked? Heroine Feng, you surely know?" Feng Fei retorted angrily, "You dare?" "The tigress truly lives up to her name; even stripped naked, she still has a fierce temper. Normally, how could I possibly provoke her? But facing a naked woman, what's there to dare or not dare?" Wang Xiaofeng seemed intimidated by Hua Tiegan's wicked aura, and couldn't help but take a step forward, greedily gazing at Feng Fei's snow-white body.

Feng Fei was secretly alarmed, but she still refused to back down, saying, "Aren't you afraid of me, Feng Huyun...?" Hua Tiegan interrupted Feng Fei with a loud laugh, taking something from his robes and saying, "Look what this is!" Feng Fei exclaimed upon seeing it, "The Seven-Skill Divine Needles?" Hua Tiegan looked at the seven golden needles in his hand and laughed, "Indeed, the Seven-Skill Divine Needles." "Yang San Di, he..." Hua Tiegan said, "The Four Eccentrics of the North..." "Feng Hu Yun Long, what a grand name! But in my eyes, Hua Tiegan, it's nothing but a fart. 'Turning Cloud' Yang Sihai died at my hands last month. As for Mo Shaofeng… hehe…" Feng Hu Yun Long ranked third. "Turning Cloud" Yang Sihai was skilled in disguise and medicine. His Seven-Acupuncture Needles were his most prized possession, used for acupuncture and healing, and were incredibly effective. Now that he was in Hua Tiegan's hands, his fate was sealed.

"As for Mo Shaofeng…" Hua Tiegan said, "Such a resounding name in the last ten years, it makes me uncomfortable. 'Human Butcher' Qiu Meng, 'Mountain Ghost' Li Xiang, 'Sandwich' Wang Bao…" He rattled off seven or eight names in a row: "You should know them, right?" "You…" Those seven or eight were all notorious bandits and ruthless thieves in the martial arts world, known for their cruelty and mercilessness.

"That's right, they're all heading towards Luoyang City, their target is Mo Shaofeng, of course." "You have the reputation of a chivalrous hero, yet you collude with the underworld and persecute your fellow practitioners." "Of the Four Southern Heroes, only I remain. With the Four Northern Eccentrics wiped out, I will be the sole ruler of the Central Plains martial arts world. At that time, I will have whatever I desire, and who will not obey my orders? Haha, haha, hahaha..." Feng Fei cried out, "You're insane! My husband won't be harmed by you, you villain! He will definitely come looking for you!" "Yes, I'm insane, I'm a madman, coming to rape the renowned Heroine Feng, haha... hahaha..." Hua Tiegan stripped off all his clothes, revealing his lean body, his erect penis already throbbing, oozing a thin, clear liquid.

Feng Fei's almond-shaped eyes widened as she cursed, "You beast! How dare you touch me!" "We'll have to try to find out." Hua Tiegan's withered hand grabbed Feng Fei's plump breasts and began to knead them roughly.

Feng Fei's body had never been touched by a man other than her husband. The moment Hua Tiegan touched her skin, Feng Fei's skin broke out in goosebumps, and she felt nauseous. She twisted her body, trying to escape, and cried out, "Stop!" Feng Fei's twisting only fueled Hua Tiegan's lust. He pinched Feng Fei's cherry-like nipples hard, pulling them upwards. Violated in her sensitive area, Feng Fei's body immediately responded honestly; her nipples stood erect, and her areolas glowed pink.

Hua Tiegan chuckled, "Mrs. Mo is quite sensitive, like a virgin. Her areolas are still pink. Has your husband not been treating you well enough?" Feng Fei, filled with shame and indignation, writhed violently, crying out, "Stop...you beasts...stop..." Wang Xiaofeng also took off his clothes, his hands greedily caressing Feng Fei's smooth body.

At this moment, Mo Shaolong, who was standing nearby, also woke up. Seeing his most respected sister-in-law being so shamelessly humiliated, he shouted, "You two sons of bitches! Stop!" He wanted nothing more than to pounce on them and beat them to a pulp, but his hands and feet were tightly bound by specially made cowhide ropes, and he could only watch helplessly as Feng Fei was violated by the two beasts.

Hua Tiegan roughly kneaded Feng Fei's two tender labia, licking her full breasts with his tongue, while Wang Xiaofeng grabbed her two snow-white buttocks and roughly inserted his fingers into her tight anus.

"Ah..." Feng Fei cried out in anguish, never expecting her proud body to fall into the hands of two shameless lechers. Overwhelmed with sorrow, she cried out, "Brother... I wish to be husband and wife again in the next life!" She bit her tongue hard, breaking it in two, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Hua Tiegan was shocked, never expecting Feng Fei to be so chaste. He pressed a dozen acupoints on Feng Fei's body, trying to stop the gushing blood, but it was too late. Feng Fei had already lost too much blood and died.

Enraged, Hua Tiegan roared, "You think you can get away with suicide? Bullshit! If I couldn't have you while you were alive, do you think I can't handle a dead woman?" He untied the ropes binding Feng Fei's body, laid her down, and straddled her still-warm corpse, inserting his penis into her vagina.

Hua Tiegan yelled, "Tight! I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck you to death!" He relentlessly and brutally ravaged Feng Fei's round breasts, his tongue forcefully licking her face.

Wang Xiaofeng was stunned by Hua Tiegan's madness, staring motionlessly at the horrific scene of necrophilia before him. Mo Shaolong's eyes widened in fury as he screamed, "Stop! Hua Tiegan! You son of a bitch! Stop!" Hua Tiegan glanced back at Mo Shaolong, his eyes bloodshot, revealing gleaming white teeth, and laughed maniacally, "I'm going to rape this bitch to death, what can you do about it?" With that, he violently thrust into Feng Fei's secret place again, a trickle of blood, not yet congealed, flowing from her vagina.

"I won't let you go!" Mo Shaolong yelled, "You bastard! I swear I won't rest until I kill you!" Hua Tiegan chuckled coldly, pulled out his penis, turned Feng Fei's corpse over, spread her buttocks, and thrust his penis heavily into her anus again.

Overwhelmed by rage, Mo Shaolong vomited a mouthful of blood.

A moment later, Hua Tiegan shuddered and ejaculated into Feng Fei's cold, tight anus. He wiped the sweat from his brow, pulled out his limp penis, and walked towards the unconscious Shui Sheng.

Wang Xiaofeng cried out, "Uncle Hua, what are you doing?" Hua Tiegan laughed wildly, "That rotten bitch Shui Sheng, if I don't fuck her hard, how can I face my damned sworn brother? Haha, haha." Wang Xiaofeng cried out urgently, "No!" Hua Tiegan punched Wang Xiaofeng in the stomach, and Wang Xiaofeng, struck by the sudden blow, curled up like a shrimp and fell to the ground.

Wang Xiaofeng groaned, "Uncle Hua, stop...stop..." Hua Tiegan said, "What? You can't bear to part with her? You can't bear to part with this slut who seduced that lecherous monk? Let me tell you, all of this is a complete fabrication. She didn't sleep with that little lecherous monk at all. This damn little slut is still a virgin, she's never been deflowered!" Wang Xiaofeng was shocked by Hua Tiegan's words and cried out, "Uncle Hua, you...cousin..." "But I'll deflower her right now, I'll..." "She's having a blast!" Hua Tiegan, somewhat out of his mind, laughed wildly as he approached the bedside, saying, "I don't know what good deeds my sworn brother did in his past life to have such a beautiful daughter, hahaha! I'll taste the flavor of a virgin right now..." Mo Shaolong vomited a mouthful of blood, feeling his strength return slightly, knowing that the toxins in his body had weakened somewhat. He channeled the internal energy of his family's "Thunderbolt Hand," shouted loudly, and simultaneously stretched his hands and feet outwards, instantly snapping the tendon rope.

Mo Shaolong jumped up, but his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground. He knew that without removing the toxins from his body, he couldn't gather his inner strength. Although a small amount of blood loss could force out some toxins and restore some strength, it wouldn't be enough to defeat Hua Tiegan. Only massive blood loss could expel a large amount of toxins. Gritting his teeth, he formed a chop with his right hand and slashed at his left shoulder, instantly severing his left arm, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

"Uncle Hua, watch out!" Wang Xiaofeng shouted. Mo Shaolong kicked Wang Xiaofeng to the ground, then channeled all his internal energy into his right palm and lunged at Hua Tiegan.

Hua Tiegan had stripped Shui Sheng naked and was about to rape her, completely unaware of the commotion behind him. Only when Mo Shaolong's palm struck him did he realize what was happening. Although Hua Tiegan was disoriented, his martial arts skills were still formidable. He spun around, avoiding a fatal blow to his back, but Mo Shaolong struck Hua Tiegan's right shoulder. Hua Tiegan groaned and fell backward.

Having landed a successful blow, Mo Shaolong, enduring the excruciating pain in his left shoulder and the dizziness from blood loss, grabbed Shui Sheng with his right hand and darted towards the gatehouse.

Hua Tiegan sprang up, unleashing a powerful left punch—a "Straight to the Yellow Dragon" move from the Yue Family Sanshou style—at Mo Shaolong. Mo Shaolong, however, used the "Tiger Leap Technique" taught by Feng Fei to dodge the attack

. After several leaps, he and Shui Sheng vanished without a trace. The two returned to Luoyang City with great difficulty, only to find the Mo residence burned to the ground. They hurriedly asked the neighbors what had happened. It turned out that several days earlier, seven or eight bandits had stormed the Mo residence and attacked Mo Shaofeng. Mo Shaofeng fought back fiercely, killing five of them, but ultimately, outnumbered and exhausted, he was defeated and died. Before leaving, the enemies set the house on fire.

Mo Shaolong cried out in grief and fell backward. The severe injury to his left shoulder and the devastating news of his loved ones' deaths overwhelmed the already exhausted Mo Shaolong. He coughed up blood, let out a mournful cry, and died.

Shui Sheng buried Mo Shaolong, feeling utterly miserable, realizing she was such an unlucky person; everyone connected to her met a tragic end.

The thought of Hua Tiegan's newfound dominance in the martial world made her own situation even more perilous. In this vast world, was there truly no place for Shui Sheng to go?

That face flashed through her mind again.

It was he who saved her when she was trapped in the snowy valley.

It was he who stood up for her when she was despised by everyone.

Beneath that ordinary face lay an extremely kind heart, a heart unsuited to the treacherous martial world, a heart that could provide her with lifelong fearlessness and support.

Go back! Go back!

Shui Sheng cried out in her heart.

Go back! Go back to that peaceful snowy valley!

He would surely return to that valley too.

Go back!

Shui Sheng returned to the old cave. Every scene inside was exactly the same as when she left, only covered with a thin layer of dust. Shui Sheng picked up the feathered robe, hugged it to her chest, and felt a sense of peace.

Di Yun planted hundreds of chrysanthemums at the graves of Ding Dian and Miss Ling. He didn't hire anyone to help; he did it all himself. He was a farmer, and farming was second nature to him. However, he rarely grew flowers before, only chili peppers, cucumbers, winter melons, cabbages, eggplants, and water spinach… He left Jingzhou City, carrying water spinach, and embarked on a journey alone. He no longer wanted to roam the martial world; he wanted to find a secluded, untouched place to raise water spinach to adulthood.

He returned to the snow valley on the Tibetan border. Large, feathery snowflakes began to fall again, reaching the old cave.

Suddenly, he saw a young girl standing before the cave in the distance.

That's Shui Sheng!

Her face beaming with joy, she ran towards him, calling out, "I've waited so long for you! I knew you'd finally come back!" [The End. Thank you for reading!]

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