The Story of A Zi in the Erotic Legend of the Heavenly Dragon [Complete] (Author: Unknown)

Author: Unknown.

Azi was named Azi because she seemed to have an innate love for purple. She liked wearing purple clothes, purple flowers, and things that resembled purple.

You Tanzhi also liked purple, not because he was born with it, but because Azi liked it.

He loved Azi; in his eyes, he couldn't find a girl as beautiful as her. Although Azi seemed to dislike him and always played tricks on him that weren't easy to handle, You Tanzhi felt he liked her treatment of him; he felt uncomfortable without it, mainly because he couldn't live without Azi.

"Where is this?" Azi asked You Tanzhi. Azi didn't know that the skilled martial artist Zhuang Juxian carrying her was the same Tie Chou she used to play with in Nanjing, nor did she know that the cold-faced Zhuang Juxian was You Tanzhi.

Right now, Azi was in a terrible mood. She couldn't see anything, and her eyes were incredibly itchy, so itchy she wanted to scratch her head raw. But she couldn't do that. Azi knew she was probably poisoned; she just needed to get through the first three days, at least the itching would stop. But when she could see the light again seemed like a distant dream.

A good way to stop the itching was to press her head against this cold body until her whole head went numb.

"Wait a little longer, we'll be home soon." You Tanzhi felt a lot of pain, not because Azi's nails were digging deep into his shoulder, but because Azi's voice was trembling. Was she about to give up? He wished he could take her pain for her.

Home!? Azi didn't quite understand the concept of home. Was it something distant, something seemingly untouchable? She had almost never touched it. Oh! No, that's not right. In Nanjing, that feeling was so close to home. Azi clung tightly to You Tanzhi's shoulders, enduring the pain with difficulty. Before her eyes floated Xiao Feng—a man like a lion, her brother-in-law, and the hope of her entire life.

Xiao Feng was such an irresistible man; tall, strong, like a mountain one could rely on. He wasn't particularly handsome, or perhaps he didn't need to be. But in Azi's eyes, Xiao Feng was the most beautiful man in the world; even the wrinkles on his full forehead were beautiful. How did those wrinkles come about?

He was in his prime, possessing earth-shattering power, yet he had wrinkles, and more and more gray hairs at his temples. Azi knew it was because Xiao Feng was longing, spending his entire life longing for a woman, wanting so much to make the woman in his heart her himself! Azi had always been doing the same.

Now what could she do? Perhaps she would never be able to return to Nanjing, perhaps she would never see her man again! Azi felt utterly tormented, not only physically but also with self-reproach. Why had she left Nanjing, left her man, and come to wander around this not-so-fun Central Plains? How much better it would have been to stay! By Xiao Feng's side, she should have been content, right? Even though Xiao Feng always treated her like a dying little girl, wasn't being cared for like that a wonderful thing? It seemed like she had returned to those unforgettable days… Xiao Feng lifted the tent flap, bringing in the chill of the wilderness outside. Usually, he would be carrying game, appearing like a mountain, blocking out the light. Every time, Azi would focus her gaze on Xiao Feng's face, waiting for the firelight in the tent to illuminate it, and she always succeeded. How different he was, how unique! There was no man more manly than him!

Azi huddled in the tiger-skin blanket, knowing that from the moment she saw him, something had grabbed her; she wanted to be with him, but she never imagined it would be in this way. Xiao Feng, disregarding everything, rushed to A Zi's side, who was wrapped in numerous furs. He brought with him the chill of the wilderness, but A Zi felt warmth from his gaze. She longed for him to embrace her as usual, to lean against his broad, reliable chest.

For a long time, this expectation had been fulfilled; his somewhat rough hands also brought warmth… Xiao Feng was certainly not just a man who brought warmth; he also possessed a dazzling brilliance. He was imposing, unassailable, and his dignity shone brightly even in the most critical moments.

It was a snowy day, and A Zi and Xiao Feng were atop a solitary peak.

A Zi was still weak, leaning against Xiao Feng's chest. Looking down at the boundless wilderness, the forest, the snow, and the endless military camp, the desolate stillness was beautiful—a breathtaking magnificence, filled with desolation and grandeur. It was also dangerous. Azi knew that the military camp opposite them was not only magnificent, but also filled with men chasing after honor—honor written in the blood of those trapped on the lonely peak, including Xiao Feng and herself. Azi felt a little cold, so she snuggled into Xiao Feng's arms and looked up at his face.

He hadn't trimmed his beard and hair for several days, making him look slightly disheveled, but not at all. His gaze was fixed on the distance, his thick eyebrows slightly raised, his lips pursed, his upper lip slightly upturned, and his breath lingering in the air.

"Azi, are you afraid?" Xiao Feng's voice was firm, as if the danger was nothing to fear.

"Brother-in-law." Azi didn't like this address, but it was the only way for now. "Are you afraid?" "Yes." On the second day of the decisive battle, Azi saw Xiao Feng charge into the boundless army opposite them, turning the tide of battle... With a man like that, what could she not be satisfied with, what could she not be happy about? Azi felt unsatisfied because this man wasn't hers; he belonged to her sister, and would always belong to her. This often drove Azi crazy; she wished he were hers. The Prince's mansion in Nanjing didn't feel like her home either; she felt like a guest. Where was home?

You Tanzhi was reluctant to let go of Azi's body; the soft warmth lingered on his back and on his fingertips. You Tanzhi placed Azi on the soft couch, wrapping her in a thick quilt, leaving only her beautiful face exposed. Her eyes were open, but they had lost their light. You Tanzhi let

Azi continue to hold his hand. There was nothing to remember; the memories were terrifying, and at the same time, sinful thoughts kept rising within him. He remembered Azi's feet… Azi's hand gripped tightly, her expression strange. What was wrong with her? You Tanzhi felt a pang of heartache.

An old man with white hair and a youthful face walked towards him, smiling. The wind ruffled his flowing beard and hair. He should feel a sense of familiarity, shouldn't he? Azi suddenly felt terrified; it was her master, Ding Chunqiu. In Azi's heart, Ding Chunqiu had been a very important man in her life, extremely important. She had spent her life before she was fifteen by his side, and it was wonderful. She had given herself to him without hesitation; Ding Chunqiu was the god of Xingxiu Sea.

Aside from the less-than-ideal climate, Xingxiu Sea was beautiful. The sky was always a deep blue, the clouds constantly shifting, and the Xingxiu Sea itself was as clear and blue as the sky.

Azi couldn't remember how she came to live in Xingxiu Sea. From her earliest memories, she had been a little girl by the clear Xingxiu Sea under the blue sky and white clouds, possessing the sky, the clouds, the Xingxiu Sea, the beautiful snow-capped mountains, the lush grasslands, the forests, the wildflowers blooming in spring, the fresh air—she possessed it all, and was possessed by all of this, and by Ding Chunqiu. For a long time, Ding Chunqiu would hold A Zi's hand and stroll along the shores of Xingxiu Sea. At that time, Ding Chunqiu was everything to A Zi. He taught her how to survive in Xingxiu Sea, and so everything fell into place naturally.

"A Zi, look what this is?" When she turned fourteen, Ding Chunqiu led A Zi to the warm pavilion in the back garden of Xiaoyao Manor by Xingxiu Sea. A Zi felt a little confused. In the middle of the warm pavilion hung a naked woman, and Ding Chunqiu was holding a leather whip for her to see.

The woman's body was fully stretched out, her long hair obscuring her face. Girls were rare in the Starry Sea. If it weren't for menstruation and the gradual changes in her body, A-Zi wouldn't even know the difference between girls and boys. She didn't really care about going to play in the Starry Sea with her fellow disciples; there wasn't much difference, was there? Seeing this woman, A-Zi knew there was a difference.

The woman was voluptuous, with two round, fleshy mounds on her chest. Her waist, stomach, hips, and legs also displayed a very different kind of roundness. There was thick, dark hair on her lower abdomen, making it appear mysterious and alluring. A-Zi felt a little panicked. She bit her lip, not daring to look at Ding Chunqiu, because seeing this woman seemed to be seeing her own future. After all, she was also a woman, although she didn't yet have such large breasts, and the hair there wasn't as thick. Would she eventually be like that? Would she also have those crisscrossing bloodstains on her body?

A-Zi couldn't help but look at the woman again; the woman seemed to be unconscious.

"Take this." Ding Chunqiu shoved the whip into Azi's hand. "Strike her." Ding Chunqiu's voice was gentle, full of encouragement.

Azi was used to obeying Ding Chunqiu's orders. She swung the whip... The woman woke up. Her sticky long hair fluttered, and her face had a strange, somewhat terrifying expression. Her screams were also very shrill. The whip fell on that white flesh, bringing about changes. First, it turned pale, then quickly red, swollen, and with another strike, it burst open, splattering blood. Azi couldn't explain her feelings. At first, she was quite scared, but later she wasn't. It was very stimulating. She could almost clearly smell the blood, and that smell became very stimulating, making her whole body numb and tingling... "Does this feel good?" Ding Chunqiu led Azi to the inner room of the warm pavilion and closed the door. The room was entirely made of wood, with a large pool in the middle. Heat and the smell of incense filled the air, and the lighting was dim and hazy.

Azi was sweating; the unprecedented stimulation she had just experienced still lingered, and her mind wasn't entirely clear. Coupled with Ding Chunqiu's peculiar, alluring voice and gaze, Azi nodded earnestly. It was true, she had indeed felt stimulated; there was no need to hide it, especially in front of Ding Chunqiu.

"Take off your clothes, let's take a good bath, and then there's something even better," Ding Chunqiu smiled, a hint of ambiguity in his expression. Take off her clothes? In front of her master? What kind of good thing was there? Azi instinctively covered her chest, her heart pounding. She tried to avoid Ding Chunqiu's gaze, but she couldn't. She looked at Ding Chunqiu in a daze. Her familiar and respected master hadn't changed much; he was simply exposing his body to her, and it did look quite attractive.

Ding Chunqiu undressed himself, carefully scrutinizing Azi. Ding Chunqiu adored Azi. Not just Azi, but he was fond of all such vibrant young girls; Azi was simply prettier. He knew how fun young girls were and what kind of joy they could bring him.

At the same time, being with young girls was a good way to maintain his youth—a very effective method. Ding Chunqiu knew he was almost seventy and still maintained the strength of a young man, not only because of his superb internal strength, but also because of his secret technique of replenishing yang energy. Whether it could lead to immortality? Only the devil knew. For now, it was good, comfortable, and effective.

Azi was beautiful; it was obvious from a very young age. Ding Chunqiu had waited a long time, until fourteen-year-old Azi blossomed into a particularly beautiful young woman. Ding Chunqiu couldn't wait any longer; he wanted to enjoy her now. Although she hadn't fully developed—her breasts hadn't fully formed, and she wasn't very fleshy—Azi was beautiful. Her eyes were lively, and her lips always radiated a captivating color. Even now, she was a good woman, wasn't she?

She was petite and delicate, her upbringing having made her body supple yet strong and agile. The specially taught techniques must have made Azi's body quite special. She was a naturally beautiful woman, and with those techniques, she must be able to bring immense pleasure! Ding Chunqiu felt he was truly anticipating it. He savored the slightly timid, panicked look in Azi's eyes. Good.

Ding Chunqiu loosened his belt, letting his trousers fall to his feet, leaving him naked. He looked down at his not-so-erect penis. He was getting on in years; his erections weren't as powerful as a young man's, and his pubic hair was thinning, becoming sparse and less impressive. However, his body was still alright. Although the definition of his muscles had faded, it was still quite smooth, and his skin maintained a fresh color, not completely sagging, and without much excess fat. He looked to be around forty years old.

Ding Chunqiu was quite satisfied and didn't seem to care much about the fact that she wasn't erect yet. He just wanted to hold the naked girl in his arms and have some fun with her for a while, and that would be enough. This was the first time Azi had seen a mature man's body, and it was very different. Although she had seen her junior brother naked while playing in the water, that feeling was very different, somewhat laughable. Now, Ding Chunqiu's naked body was clearly not laughable at all, even a little frightening. The sparse pubic hair and the foot-long penis hanging down were the source of her anxiety. The veins on that penis were very clear, crisscrossing, with a blue vein running through the entire shaft. Was this what a man was like?

"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Ding Chunqiu walked to Azi's side and looked deeply into her eyes. Azi trembled slightly, not really scared, just a little confused. She didn't know why, but she just wanted to do what Ding Chunqiu said.

Ding Chunqiu took Azi's soft, white hand and placed it on his penis. "Hold it tight." Azi involuntarily grasped it, feeling its softness and elasticity.

"Gently rub, that's right, oh, a little harder, yes, move, that's it..." Ding Chunqiu, while experiencing Azi's movements, untied her clothes, letting them slip down her shoulders. Watching Azi's cheeks gradually turn red, listening to her increasingly rapid breathing and heartbeat, brought him satisfaction. For a man nearing seventy, still able to arouse a young girl was something to be proud of. Moreover, Azi gradually found the feeling of rubbing and grasping; she did it very well. Ding Chunqiu felt aroused; his penis was swelling, just a little slowly.

Letting Azi's breasts be exposed, Ding Chunqiu reached out his hand. Azi's breasts were beautiful, although they were only slightly protruding. However, Azi's skin was very delicate, fair, and translucent, so her small nipples looked particularly fresh and rosy. They felt soft and tender to the touch. He placed his fingers there and enjoyed the softness.

Ding Chunqiu pinched and played with Azi's gradually erect nipples, gently scraping the small areolas with his fingernails. His gaze lingered on Azi's smooth body, watching her rise and fall with her breath. He felt a tantalizing urge to explore the small sac above her navel, and wanted to continue exploring for pleasure. So, Ding Chunqiu freed one hand and went to undo Azi's belt… It was all very strange. The thing in his hand was changing, swelling, and this swelling was quite astonishing. Azi felt that Ding Chunqiu's hand was indeed bringing her an unprecedented sensation. A flowing tingling sensation quickly spread from her nipples, a tingling, an itching, a deep panic… That feeling grew stronger and stronger. Even soaking in warm water, hiding in Ding Chunqiu's arms, that feeling still grew uncontrollably, and it all came from Ding Chunqiu's hand. Azi tried to close her legs, but Ding Chunqiu pried them open again. The sliding and kneading of Ding Chunqiu's fingers there brought waves of shivers. These shivers were quite good, very good.

It had been a long time, and Ding Chunqiu was getting impatient. He had done a lot of work on developing A Zi, and his fingers had indeed told him just how good A Zi was after careful nurturing. But his penis seemed to be very uncooperative, always failing just before he could enter. It was really getting old! Ding Chunqiu was anxious, but he still remained patient. He had A Zi sit in his lap, with her legs spread open so that he could enter at any time. He continued to keep A Zi in the necessary state, using all his methods.

Azi was burning with desire, desperately searching for a solution. She kissed Ding Chunqiu wholeheartedly, letting him kiss her, and kissing him back. As their tongues intertwined, Azi found pleasure; both sucking and being sucked felt wonderful. Ding Chunqiu's beard was also quite amusing. Pressing their bodies closer together and rubbing against each other was another good method. Just do it. Nothing else mattered now; burning completely was the most important thing. It felt incredibly good now; wouldn't it be even more wonderful to climax?

Azi stared blankly at Ding Chunqiu. She felt a slight pain in her lower body and couldn't understand why Ding Chunqiu was hitting her. Ding Chunqiu was frustrated. He had finally reached the necessary hardness and entered without hesitation, but he didn't last long before it all fell apart. Losing to a young girl for the first time was a terrible feeling—a mix of shock and anger. He began to hit Azi, hoping to find that feeling again through her pain; the second time should be easier.

Ding Chunqiu tied Azi to a pillar, stroking his half-hearted penis while patiently slapping her pert little buttocks. Watching them turn red and swollen, as if she were getting aroused, he moved closer, spreading her buttocks apart. Her delicate labia were still wet, with a little blood. He parted them with his fingers, revealing her small opening. Azi's moans were seductive. Come on… It didn't feel very good. Azi returned to her room, to her bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and didn't want to move. The beginning was so good, the feeling so wonderful; she never imagined the ending would be so painful, the expected thing unattainable.

Azi squeezed her legs together, gently rubbing them. Then, she felt a little something, a very good feeling. Azi reached out, trying to touch the place that brought shivers, just like Ding Chunqiu had done. This was the feeling! Azi was patient, waiting, while placing her other hand on her chest, searching, finally settling on her nipples. The feeling there was the most direct and intense.

A tingling sensation spread through her body, causing her to tense up, shudder, relax, and quickly be aroused by the overwhelming pleasure. Azi stretched her body as far as she could; her lower body still ached a little, but it didn't matter… She didn't know how much time had passed before she was covered in a light sweat, collapsing limply, savoring the release in a spasmodic tremor.

Time at Xingxiu Sea became increasingly difficult to endure. Azi particularly disliked accompanying Ding Chunqiu to bathe, but she still entered the bathroom again and again. Everything became familiar: the pool, the pillars, the smell of ribbons binding her wrists, even Ding Chunqiu's whip was familiar—it was a rather peculiar thing, not a whip in the usual sense, but more like a whisk. After bathing, Azi waited for it to begin.

Ding Chunqiu would scoop the still-wet Azi out and, with a grin, tie her hands with ribbons, each time in a different way. With her hands hoisted upwards, Azi had to fully stretch out her body; the only difference was that her feet didn't leave the ground, which was just right. At this moment, Azi was a little scared, but fear was useless.

Ding Chunqiu's face turned very red, his eyes filled with a frenzied emotion; everything was for the sake of achieving his goal.

Although Azi also wanted to achieve this goal, the method was simply too much to bear. Azi could only look at the somewhat impatient Ding Chunqiu in front of her, trying her best to appear docile and mournful.

Ding Chunqiu always began with one hand stroking his penis, anticipating what he would do. The whip landed accurately on her nipples, striking with precision and skill, maintaining just the right amount of force to make her breasts red and swollen without damaging the skin. This was easy for Ding Chunqiu. A numbness followed by a piercing pain in her nipples made Azi shudder and groan. The second, the third… slowly, she began to feel sensation within the pain, intensely, much more intensely than the pleasure derived from normal rubbing. Azi twisted her body, feeling her breasts swell, her nipples hardening little by little, her latent desires ignited. She squeezed her legs together, rubbing against... Whipping her nipples was just the beginning, a means to arouse Azi's body. Ding Chunqiu loved to spank Azi's buttocks. Hearing the pleasure in Azi's moans, Ding Chunqiu moved behind Azi, first lightly sweeping the tip of the whip across her back. When Azi dodged, her little buttocks would stick up. Ding Chunqiu loved

to look at Azi's little buttocks. Although they weren't very full yet, they were moist, firm, and full of elasticity. The feeling of touching them was quite unique. Of course, seeing her beautiful little buttocks turn red under the whip was even more stimulating, especially her writhing movements, which were also quite beautiful. Azi knew that this was all Ding Chunqiu's method, but she couldn't refuse. She had become accustomed to it, and it really did produce a very strange pleasure.

Those slight strokes were teasing Azi's body. Ding Chunqiu watched as red welts appeared on her delicate back, and he squeezed his penis even harder. Then he accurately placed the whip tip on her tailbone, applying a little more force, and Azi's reaction became even stronger.

"Snap!" "Ah ha!" Azi's body bounced up, her little buttocks trying to escape. So the whip tip chased after her, landing on her pinkish-white buttocks, and then swung again, landing in the crevice between her buttocks. Azi's body twisted almost frantically, her moans turning into screams. She turned her head, her eyes brimming with tears, looking pitiful.

Ding Chunqiu became even more excited, carefully savoring the wonderful changes that each thrust brought to Azi... Finding a suitable opportunity, Ding Chunqiu pressed himself against Azi's back and thrust his penis inside. Azi's body stiffened and trembled. He then pinched Azi's inner thigh and forcefully slammed her swollen buttocks. Azi's vagina contracted and began to move... The feeling of hitting was very exciting and good, but being hit was not so exciting. Azi did not like being hit. She was like this now because it had become a habit. Moreover, the feeling of her sore buttocks being hit was very exciting. There was a sharp stinging pain, and at the same time, there was the pleasure brought by intercourse. They intertwined and entangled, forming a strange thing that surged and spread in her body... The ending was never very good. Her body was still warm and full of desire. Ding Chunqiu was defeated. The feeling was really hard to bear. He felt empty and unsettled, like he was neither here nor there. He wished he could break free of his restraints and have a good time.

Days continued like this, and Azi began to understand herself and men like Ding Chunqiu.

Sixth Senior Brother Yaoyuezi was a very tall boy, seven years older than Azi. When Azi was fifteen, Yaoyuezi was already a man. He was kind and gentle, and very good to Azi. He had liked Azi since childhood, taking her to play in every corner of Xingxiu Sea, protecting her from bullying, and was a very important person in Azi's life during this period. Azi sat on a large rock beside Xingxiu Sea. It was a quiet place with a wide view, offering a panoramic view of all the beauty of Xingxiu Sea without being disturbed. It was a childhood secret between Azi and Yaoyuezi; Azi was there waiting for Yaoyuezi.

Yaoyuezi arrived, bringing wild game and wine from outside Xingxiu Sea. "Have you been waiting long?" Yaoyuezi smiled kindly, enveloping the petite Azi in his shadow. Azi looked at Yaoyuezi. Only half a year had passed, and Yaoyuezi had become a robust man. He had broad shoulders, a strong chest, long arms and legs, and large hands and feet. He even had a fuzzy mustache. His clothes seemed a little small, and his strong muscles seemed ready to burst forth, their lines dynamic and alluring. His eyes held a tenderness. Azi's heart pounded, filled with anticipation. "What's wrong?" Yaoyuezi felt Azi was special today, possessing a captivating charm.

"Azi, what are you doing?" Yaoyuezi was nervous as Azi snuggled into his arms. This was the first time he had such intimate contact with a girl, especially one he had always liked, Azi. This made Yaoyuezi a little nervous.

Azi placed her hands on Yaoyuezi's shoulders and pressed her body completely against Yaoyuezi's. The feeling was very different; this body was full of vitality. "Let me lean on you for a while." Azi closed her eyes and pressed her against Yaoyuezi's chest, feeling the strong pectoral muscles twisting and listening to the pounding heartbeat.

The soft body in his arms was irresistible to Yao Yuezi. He was both alarmed and incredibly pleasured. What alarmed him most was the endless swelling of his body. When A Zi's delicate white hands slid over his body, the swelling intensified, making him feel dizzy.

Then, A Zi's hand touched Yao Yuezi's wildly erect penis in his trousers. It was a completely different sensation—warm, hard, pulsating, displaying the man's power. A Zi felt a surge of impatience, a growing urgency. Ding Chunqiu's penis had never been so powerful. What would it feel like to be with such a man?

A Zi craved it. She didn't need to hide her feelings. Xingxiuhai's teachings emphasized getting what you wanted, being proactive. A Zi simply reached into Yao Yuezi's trousers and grasped his burning hot penis in her hand.

"No, no, A Zi, we can't do this," Yao Yuezi wanted to end it all, but he couldn't bear to. The feeling of being caressed was wonderful. Hadn't he countless times longed for this to happen between him and A Zi?

"What's wrong?" Azi's eyes were full of encouragement and tenderness. She held Yaoyuezi's sash in her mouth, untied it, pressed her head against Yaoyuezi's well-developed pectoral muscles, and licked Yaoyuezi's nipple with her tender tongue. "Is this good?" Azi's voice was soft and sweet.

How could it not be good? Yaoyuezi closed his eyes, lay his body flat, and completely surrendered himself to Azi's control. He breathed heavily, sweating profusely, flames swirling within his body, his blood boiling... Azi pulled down Yaoyuezi's pants, looked at his erect penis, the thick pubic hair was also black and shiny, his abdominal muscles were writhing restlessly, his chest was heaving violently, Azi reached out and peeled back Yaoyuezi's foreskin, the bright red glans jumped out, glistening, so Azi held the glans in her palm and gently kneaded it. It was very interesting, very good, Yaoyuezi groaned comfortably, his body arching back and forth, responding to the kneading.

Feeling something, Azi reached between her legs, parted her labia with her fingers, and carefully slid them across the tender area for a while, finding the most comfortable spot. Gradually increasing the pressure, the area became wet and slippery. Was it ready? Azi took off her pants, spread her legs, and sat down on Yaoyuezi's body... Azi knew very well what kind of man was good, and she began to feel less willing to accompany Ding Chunqiu to bathe. Ding Chunqiu, of course, noticed Azi's change. So, on a dark night, while Azi waited for Yaoyuezi at their usual spot, Ding Chunqiu personally handed Azi Yaoyuezi's head. "Little Azi, do you know what betrayal is? This is it!" Ding Chunqiu didn't react. He simply watched the shocked Azi calmly. He gently pinched Azi's chin, watching intently as tears streamed from her beautiful eyes, which shimmered in the moonlight, down her cheeks, and rolled onto his hand. "Remember, you are my woman, Ding Chunqiu's woman. You have no choice but to die." Ding Chunqiu went over and embraced the numb Azi, slipping his hand inside her clothes. Oh, things seem to be developing well lately. Her once flat chest had undergone an unusual change; it felt soft and elastic in his hand. Azi had always been an outstanding young girl. This lesson should have taught her what obedience meant, right? She's been spoiled rotten since childhood, so willful, how dare she offend me!?

Ding Chunqiu looked at the shimmering waves of Xingxiu Sea under the moonlight, took a deep breath. Today is great, more exciting than any other day.

"Getting impatient, huh?" Ding Chunqiu played with Azi. "Aren't you making rapid progress these days?" Ding Chunqiu made Azi grasp his penis, then simply stripped off Azi's clothes. Moonlight spilled onto Azi's rounded shoulders, reflecting a hazy glow. Azi was shrouded in a desolate light and shadow, flickering uncertainly.

Azi felt a fire burning within her, a fire of hatred. The pleasure she had just experienced had vanished so quickly, her heart ached. To continue living that kind of life? No! Resisting now was futile. Azi knew just how capable Ding Chunqiu was, perhaps so capable that she had no way of knowing his true abilities. Only by surviving could she have any chance.

Azi threw away Yaoyuezi's head, and to Ding Chunqiu it felt like she had just thrown away a toy he was tired of playing with. She snuggled into Ding Chunqiu's arms. "Kneel down." Ding Chunqiu pressed Azi down while impatiently unzipping his pants. Azi lowered her head and knelt down, too lazy to look at Ding Chunqiu's limp penis.

Ding Chunqiu lifted Azi's head and then pressed his penis against her mouth. "Be a good girl and suck it properly." Azi was stunned for a moment, feeling a little disgusted, but she still obediently opened her mouth, held it with her hand, and slowly took the limp penis into her mouth. The taste was a little strange, and so was her mood, but it was very unusual, a kind of special stimulation... The first step in her revenge against Ding Chunqiu was to leave Xingxiu Sea. Although she had grown up here since childhood, there should be nothing left for her to miss. But there was something she missed. She would eventually come back, come back to be the master of Xingxiu Sea! Azi patiently found an opportunity, and she quietly left Xingxiu Sea with the Divine Wood King Cauldron. What will the future hold? Will another Yuezi appear, someone she can rely on?

"How are you? Are you very sad?!" You Tanzhi found Azi's expression terrifying; pain distorted her beautiful face. Azi woke up, snapping out of her reverie. Those memories weren't worth remembering, so why were they all flooding her mind now? Was she going to die? "Will I die?" Azi gripped You Tanzhi's cold hand tightly, refusing to let go.

"No, I won't let you die!" You Tanzhi cried; he couldn't share Azi's pain, it was too unbearable. "Who are you? You're not my brother-in-law!" Azi released her hand. Only Xiao Feng could protect her, right? In this world, only Xiao Feng was truly good to her, and she was willing to let him be good to her, only him. As for others, who had Xiao Feng's abilities? Who could make her fall for him like he did?

From their first meeting, Xiao Feng left an indelible impression on A Zi. He was even more robust than Yao Yuezi. But robustness alone might not have been enough to win A Zi's heart. Xiao Feng possessed a pride unlike any other man A Zi had ever met.

He had reason to be proud; he had extraordinary abilities. All of A Zi's tricks were useless against him. The stinging slap she received was unforgettable, not out of resentment, but because when he hit her, his gaze held a coldness that was highly unusual.

Although A Zi was still young, not yet sixteen, she was no longer a little girl, though she still looked like one. A Zi knew what a good man was like. Robustness was one aspect, as it brought pleasure; high ability was also essential, as it made one feel safe. Xiao Feng possessed both, and he also had the lively and charming A Zhu.

At that time, A Zi didn't know that A Zhu was her own sister. She was a little jealous of A Zhu because the way Xiao Feng looked at A Zhu was completely different from how he looked at her. Why? Just because A'Zhu is prettier than me?

No way! A'Zi was very confident in her looks. Although A'Zhu was beautiful, A'Zi knew she was absolutely no less so. But why? A'Zi felt that the way Xiao Feng looked at A'Zhu was the same way he looked at her when she invited Yuezi to look at her—so full of tenderness and care. If only he could treat her like that!

A'Zi made up her mind. Between conquering and being conquered, A'Zi preferred the latter. And so, things happened. A'Zi and Xiao Feng really got together, just got together. What did it feel like to depend on each other for survival? A'Zi only truly understood when she was with Xiao Feng. It felt so good! Even without physical satisfaction, that kind of dependence made their time together full of warmth. She wanted it to last forever. However, what pained A'Zi was that between her and Xiao Feng was the already deceased A'Zhu. In Xiao Feng's heart, A'Zi was A'Zhu's sister, which meant she was Xiao Feng's sister too. In A'Zi's heart, Xiao Feng should be her man, not someone she could share with anyone else.

However, Azi became increasingly infatuated with Xiao Feng. She had never understood how a man could so unconditionally yearn for a woman he could never see again; she had never even considered it. Yet Xiao Feng had laid this yearning clearly before Azi.

At that moment, he was enveloped in a warm atmosphere. He smiled, communicating with Azhu in heaven through their hearts, telling her everything that had happened, perhaps even knowing everything about Azhu now. Azi was going crazy. If Xiao Feng could treat her like this, wouldn't that be unparalleled happiness? This man was unbearable to face. Azi couldn't hold on any longer. She left Nanjing, filled with longing. She knew she would never find another man like him anywhere else.

"I'm not your brother-in-law. But believe me, I can still protect you." You Tanzhi was consumed by jealousy. He knew what kind of man his enemy, Xiao Feng, was. The only thing he was better than Xiao Feng was his willingness to give Azi everything. "If I could, I would bear this pain in your place." You Tanzhi knelt down. Azi was stunned. She had never heard such words before; they were novel and quite exciting. A man's heartfelt expression had a special power to move people. Could she believe it? Could she not?

Now, she could only rely on this man.

Quan Guanqing had arranged for You Tanzhi and Azi. He wasn't idle; he was very excited. Now, the Beggars' Sect should be under his control. With You Tanzhi's miraculous martial arts, the Beggars' Sect would surely regain its former glory. The only regret was that You Tanzhi seemed to know nothing about anything except his martial arts prowess. The less he knew, the better!

Quan Guanqing vaguely felt that it was better if he knew nothing, so that he could truly control everything.

The premise was to control You Tanzhi. The way to control You Tanzhi was simple: control Azi. To be honest, Azi was a very beautiful girl. Dealing with a girl... hehe, I, Quan Guanqing, still have some methods. (
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