The Smiling, Proud Wanderer (16-20)

Chapter Sixteen: A Dazzling Array of Flowers The setting

sun cast its soft rays across the forest path, scattering golden hues. Autumn in Jiangnan
usually arrives late, and even at Mid-Autumn Festival, the woods remained lush and green. Only the occasional fallen leaf
hinted at the approaching autumn.

A series of hurried footsteps echoed from the depths of the dense forest. A man and a woman moved swiftly like the wind. The woman in white
, with skin as white as snow and an exquisite beauty, walked ahead, like a fairy descended to earth. A young man in green, with sharp eyebrows and fierce eyes, followed
behind, his steps unsteady and his breath ragged, seemingly struggling.

These two were none other than Xiaolongnu and Zuo Jianqing. At the martial arts tournament, the Demonic Sect had used a despicable trick,
poisoning the righteous heroes with "Immortal Powder." The two were rushing to Yangzhou to find Fang Lin, the "Divine Healer" of the Demonic Sect, to obtain the antidote.
To avoid the Demonic Sect's spies, they abandoned their horses and walked on foot, taking only secluded paths.

The two used their lightness skills, which were actually faster than riding horses, but it consumed a lot of internal energy. After traveling for a day, Zuo Jianqing
was already exhausted and his internal energy was becoming disordered. Seeing that Xiaolongnu's figure was still light and graceful, as if she were walking in a garden, he couldn't help but
admire her. He wanted to stop and rest several times, but he was afraid that his fairy-like master would look down on him. So he had to grit his teeth and persevere, and he could barely keep up with her
by using all his strength.

After another while, Zuo Jianqing saw that Xiaolongnu showed no signs of stopping. He knew that his beautiful master
was highly and handled the situation with ease, while he was suffering. If this continued indefinitely, how could he possibly keep up with his abilities?
So he said, "Master, slow...slow down a bit."

Xiaolongnu stopped, tilting her head slightly. Seeing Zuo Jianqing catching up, sweating and panting
, she felt a pang of self-reproach. In her haste, she had forgotten he was still a child. Although he was Guo Jing's disciple,
how could he compare to her decades of cultivation? She said softly, "Qing'er, you've worked hard.
How about we rest for a while?"

Zuo Jianqing saw that she was composed, her beautiful face showing no signs of the long journey. Seeing the dust and grime on his clothes, and
a pair of beautiful, watery eyes gazing at him with pity, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. He quickly said, "Following Master's
orders, continuing on our way is fine. Qing'er is alright."

Xiaolongnu paused slightly, noticing his obvious exhaustion yet his words. She said, "Qing'er
, are you really alright? It's getting late; we need to find another inn as soon as possible."

His beautiful master, however, seemed oblivious to his feelings. Zuo Jianqing inwardly groaned; if they continued like this, he would surely
be exhausted to the point of vomiting blood. He wanted to soften his tone, but upon meeting those clear, innocent eyes,
a surge of heroic spirit welled up within him, and he refused to show weakness, blurting out, "Master, Qing'er has plenty of energy!" "But we still have plenty
of time , is there any need to rush like this?"

Xiaolongnu frowned slightly and said, "Qing'er, although there is a three-month deadline, the situation can change in an instant. We
should try our best not to delay." A faint sorrow appeared on Xiaolongnu's fair and flawless face, making her extremely
endearing . Zuo
Jianqing's heart trembled, and he said, "Master, if the two of us go alone, not to mention the dangers, finding Fang Lin in such a vast city as Yangzhou is like finding a needle in a haystack."

Zuo Jianqing's words hit the nail on the head regarding Xiaolongnu's worries. With limited experience in the martial world and the treacherous and cunning
demonic leader of the Demonic Sect as her opponent, she suddenly felt that this mission was more difficult than climbing to heaven. She couldn't help but sigh and say, "Qing'er, in your opinion,
what should we do after we arrive in Yangzhou?" "Searching?"

Zuo Jianqing pondered for a moment, then said, "Master, Elder Bai is in charge of the Yangzhou branch of the Beggars' Sect. Qing'er
met once. We can ask the Beggars' Sect for help in gathering information. Although the Demonic Sect is powerful, the Beggars' Sect disciples are
everywhere, and gathering information is their forte. We should be able to find something."

Xiaolongnu felt somewhat relieved upon hearing this and said, "That would be excellent." Suddenly, an idea struck her, and she added, "I
have a sister in Yangzhou. Perhaps she can help." Xiaolongnu had been lonely since childhood, and Yang Manniang was the best friend she had ever made
on her own . Thinking that besides Yang Guo, she also had someone close and trustworthy in Yangzhou,
an unprecedented warmth welled up in her heart, and joy was evident on her face.

Zuo Jianqing was stunned. This was the first time he had seen Xiaolongnu so genuinely happy. Although it was just a slight
smile, it made him understand the true meaning of "beauty that could topple kingdoms." A few days ago, he and Xiaolongnü had
shared a physical intimacy , but that was an unexpected stroke
of luck. In the days that followed, Xiaolongnü remained aloof from him, and her cold nature deterred him from harboring any further impropriety.

The lingering pleasure of that encounter lingered in his memory, but now, thinking back, it felt like a dream, somewhat unreal. Now, seeing
Xiaolongnü's
beautiful he would have thought she was just an innocent young girl. An inexplicable fire welled up within him.

Seeing Zuo Jianqing's dazed state, Xiaolongnu asked in surprise, "Qing'er, what's wrong?" Zuo Jianqing snapped out of his reverie
and quickly replied, "Master's sister is naturally Qing'er's aunt. I will definitely pay her a visit when we arrive in Yangzhou."

The two walked slowly forward, and Xiaolongnu recounted to Zuo Jianqing how she met Manniang, naturally omitting their
intimate moments. Zuo Jianqing couldn't help but sigh upon hearing this, cursing the Demonic Sect for its utter depravity.

After a while, they faintly heard light footsteps ahead. Zuo Jianqing whispered, "Master, be careful, there's someone
ahead ." Xiaolongnu nodded slightly. Although they were walking along a narrow path, they inevitably encountered some strangers. To avoid
revealing their presence, they simply continued on their way without giving them a second glance.

The footsteps grew closer, and a young man in brocade robes, holding a folding fan, approached them. He was thin, handsome, and
his pale skin was somewhat unsettling. Zuo Jianqing had instructed Xiaolongnu that her appearance was too conspicuous, and she should keep her head down when encountering
passersby to avoid leaving too deep an impression and revealing her whereabouts. Xiaolongnu, with her head bowed, stood
diagonally behind Zuo Jianqing, effectively blocking the man's view.

The two brushed past the young man in brocade robes, a barely perceptible look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
They continued on their way when they suddenly heard a gentle voice behind them ask, "Excuse me, have you seen any inns along the way?"

Zuo Jianqing turned around and said, "Young master, if you follow this road, you will emerge from this forest in less than an hour, and
you will see an inn then." The young man in brocade robes clasped his hands in thanks and then turned and left.

After they had traveled some distance, Zuo Jianqing said, "Master, this person is quite strange; he may not be a good person. We should be careful
." Xiaolongnu asked in surprise, "How do you know? He seemed polite and courteous, not like a wicked person."

Zuo Jianqing saw her slightly furrowed brows and puzzled expression. He had spent several days with Xiaolongnu and knew that although she was skilled in martial arts...
He was highly skilled and renowned, yet his experience in the martial world was like a blank sheet of paper. A feeling of pity arose within her
, and she said, "One must always be wary of others. It's always good to be cautious when traversing the martial world."

Xiaolongnu felt there was some truth to this. The rape she suffered at the hands of Yin Zhiping in Zhongnan Mountain and the forced marriage by
Gongsun Zhi had left painful scars on her heart, exposing her to the dangers of the martial world and the unpredictability of human nature
. However, having lived outside the secular world since childhood, she was naturally detached and didn't value chastity and reputation as much as ordinary women
. As long as Guo'er treated her sincerely, she could disregard everything else. Eighteen years had passed,
and those who had hurt her were all dead. Xiaolongnu's heart was now at peace; she only wished to live in seclusion with Guo'er in the mountains,
growing old together.

Seeing Zuo Jianqing's strong sense of caution, Xiaolongnu realized that the boy, having spent so much time with Huang Rong,
had some cunning. Thinking of Huang Rong, she felt a mixture of dislike and genuine admiration. This extraordinary woman possessed profound wisdom,
navigating world of martial arts and battlefields with ease, always doing great things for the country and its people, earning the respect of all. However,
Huang Rong's past actions towards her and Yang Guo still harbored resentment, making her afraid to see Huang Rong again, fearing she
would disrupt their peaceful life.

The two walked for another half hour, the forest growing increasingly dark. Zuo Jianqing said, "Master, if we continue like this,
we don't know when we'll leave this forest. Please wait for me." For some reason, Xiaolongnu stopped and looked over, only to see Zuo
Jianqing leap into the air, soaring onto a towering ancient tree. With a few light leaps, he stood atop
a branch at the very top. She couldn't help but secretly applaud; indeed, a wise teacher produces a great student. Such skill at such a young age meant he was destined for greatness
.

Zuo Jianqing looked ahead and saw a lush, verdant forest, its branches undulating like waves in the wind, stretching as far as the eye
could see . He frowned, leaped down from an ancient tree, and said with some worry, "Master, the forest is deep and remote; we
won't be able to get out anytime soon. I'm afraid we'll have to

spend the night in the forest." Xiaolongnu said calmly, "In that case, resting in the forest for the night is fine." She had lived in the mountains since childhood
, often sleeping outdoors to practice martial arts, keeping company with birds and beasts, which she found quite
enjoyable

. On the contrary, the noisy inns made her uneasy. Hearing Zuo Jianqing's words, she felt a surge of joy. Zuo Jianqing said apologetically, "It's just that I'm sorry to trouble you, Master. We've traveled a long way and are a little hungry.
Please wait here, Master; I'll go gather some wild fruit." Xiaolongnu nodded slightly, recalling
the times she traveled with Yang Guo. Back then, she was naive, and Yang Guo took care of all the trivial matters; she simply let him do as he pleased. As
master and disciple , how similar they were! Years later, this scene reappeared. Although things had changed, she was still moved, and
a sense of familiar dependence on the young man before her arose in her heart.

Watching Zuo Jianqing disappear into the forest, Xiaolongnu stood quietly under the tree, waiting. She also felt a slight hunger in her stomach. She
cultivated the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra," which meant she ate very little, usually subsisting on honey. She reached into her
bosom and took out a porcelain bottle containing honey. She drank a little, and the hunger immediately subsided.

After a while, Zuo Jianqing still hadn't returned. She figured that finding edible wild fruits in this desolate wilderness
wouldn't be easy. By this time, the moon had quietly climbed to the treetops, and the stars were beginning to shine sparsely. A cool
breeze blew , and Xiaolongnu suddenly felt unwell, even needing to urinate.
A blush crept onto her calm and beautiful face. She glanced around, thinking that this was a good opportunity to relieve herself.

Thinking of this, Xiaolongnu moved gracefully, turning into the bushes beside the road. The bushes were overgrown with weeds, and she carefully
lifted the hem of her silk robe, proceeding cautiously. After walking about ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), her figure was completely
hidden from the path by the trees. Just as she was about to squat down, she felt it was inappropriate and continued for a few more zhang until she reached behind a large tree.

Having been trapped under the cliff for sixteen years, this was quite natural for Xiaolongnu. Although she knew no one was around,
she couldn't hide her unease, fearing she might be seen. Her face flushed slightly.

She gently squatted down, slowly pulling down her underpants and lifting her white robe, immediately
exposing . Under the soft moonlight, it was shrouded in a hazy glow. Xiaolongnu felt slightly nervous; the dense
weeds gently tickled her snow-white buttocks, making her smooth, fair skin feel slightly itchy.

Xiaolongnu let out a soft sigh, preparing to release the floodgates, when she suddenly heard a rustling in the grass.
Startled, she instinctively turned around and saw a small animal dart past in the distance—it seemed to be a rabbit.
Relieved , she didn't hesitate any longer. With a slight effort, a stream of clear water shot from her lower body, splashing onto the weeds with
a soft sound. Unbeknownst to her, several feet away, a pair of greedy eyes gleamed, excitedly admiring
the scene before them.

After relieving herself, Xiaolongnu stood up, feeling much lighter. She returned to the roadside and, seeing that Zuo Jianqing still
hadn't returned, her tense heart immediately relaxed. She wasn't good at lying; if Zuo Jianqing had gotten there first, she
wouldn't know how to react.

Xiaolongnu wasn't in a hurry. Having spent many years alone, she was most accustomed to this peaceful and tranquil
feeling. She strolled alone under the moonlight, lost in thought.
How warm and blissful it had been to share romantic moments with Yang Guo under the moonlit flowers, whispering sweet nothings. Now

, separated, she didn't know when they would meet again. This journey out of the mountains was not her wish. Pure of heart, she was ill-suited to worldly affairs and terrified of the
myriad faces of humanity. Yet, her love for Yang Guo gave her the courage to overcome her troubles. If Yang Guo could give up
the outside world's splendor for her, she should naturally make some changes for him as well.

Along the way, she encountered many fortuitous events. First, she rescued Man Niang, and the two became inseparable, like sisters. Then she met
the intelligent and kind-hearted Ying Ying, and they instantly became friends. Later, through a series of unexpected events, she secretly took Zuo Jianqing
as her disciple. All these people were kind and respectful to her, making her realize that human relationships weren't as
difficult as she had imagined, and she began to open her heart a little.

Just then, she heard a soft call from behind: "Master, Qing'er is back." She turned around and saw Zuo Jianqing
carrying a bag of wild fruit in his clothes, walking towards her from not far away. Her heart warmed instantly, as if time had flowed backward
twenty years, and that mischievous yet lovable boy was calling out "Auntie" and running towards her joyfully.

Zuo Jianqing came closer and handed her two fruits, saying, "I
washed . Please have some, Master." Xiaolongnu had just drunk honey and didn't want to eat them, but seeing his eager and expectant
gaze, she had no choice but to take them and taste one. Although it was a little unripe, it was still sweet.

Zuo Jianqing asked, "Master, how does this wild fruit taste?" Xiaolongnu nodded slightly and said, "Very good, Qing'er,
you've worked hard." Zuo Jianqing was overjoyed to receive his beautiful master's praise.

After eating the wild fruit, the two found a soft grassy area surrounded by trees nearby. They sat down on the ground, each
leaning against a tree trunk. A gentle breeze blew through the forest, making it quite refreshing. The occasional chirping of insects and animals further enhanced the tranquility of the forest.

Zuo Jianqing took meticulous care of her throughout the journey, which moved
Xiaolongnu deeply
. She felt a pang of guilt, realizing that although she had taken him as her disciple, she hadn't yet taught him martial arts. She softly said, "Qing'er, finding Fang Lin is the priority right now. Once things have settled down, I'll teach you martial arts."

Zuo Jianqing replied, "Master, I consider you family. It's alright if I don't learn martial arts." After spending
these together, Xiaolongnu knew he was loyal and righteous, and that his words were genuine. So she said, "Your foundation is good. I originally intended to teach you the Ancient Tomb Sect's martial arts, but our sect's techniques are not suitable for men. How about we have Guo'er teach you
on my behalf when we meet him ?" 　　All martial artists in the world treasure their martial arts secrets, and Zuo Jianqing knew what she meant by "masterless martial arts ." The "Guo'er" in question is Yang Guo , whose name, "The Condor Hero," resounds throughout the world. To receive his true teachings would be an immense stroke of luck. Upon hearing this, he could no longer remain unmoved and exclaimed joyfully, "Qing'er thanks Master." 　　Xiaolongnu smiled faintly upon seeing this and said, "It's best not to let your master's wife know. She will definitely not allow you to join another sect." Zuo Jianqing was taken aback and said, "Master, there's no need to worry. Given the connection between Hero Yang and the Guo family, if he's willing to teach me martial arts, my master's wife will only be happy and will certainly not object." 　　Xiaolongnu thought it made sense. Guo Jing regarded Guo'er as his own son, and it shouldn't be considered a violation of etiquette for Guo'er to teach his disciple martial arts . However, she always felt that Huang Rong would interfere in everything, and every time she thought of Huang Rong, she felt uneasy. 　　Seeing her remain silent, Zuo Jianqing continued, "Master, my mistress is actually a very kind person, especially towards us younger generations." Xiaolongnu felt a pang of inexplicable disappointment upon hearing this, thinking to herself that although he was good to her, his heart ultimately belonged to Huang Rong. Only Yang Guo was truly devoted to her. 　　Thinking this, she felt relieved and said softly, "I was overthinking it. Her kindness to you is naturally a hundred times greater mine." Her gentle words held no hint of blame. Zuo Jianqing gazed at the peerless beauty before him, even more serene and beautiful in the moonlight, as if possessing a captivating magic that made him involuntarily want to confess his feelings. 　　He moved closer to Xiaolongnu, somewhat flustered, and said, "Master, please don't say that. To my master's , I only have the respect of a junior for an elder, but to you, Master..." He gazed at her breathtakingly beautiful face, his eyes hardening, "Even if I were to die for you, I wouldn't hesitate for a moment." 　　Xiaolongnu felt a faint joy at his sincerity, yet she also felt his gaze was too intense and his words perhaps a bit too much. She quickly turned her head away and said softly, "Qing'er, I am your elder, just like your master's wife. There is no difference." 　　Zuo Jianqing, emboldened by some unknown source,... He wrapped his right arm around Xiaolongnu's fragrant shoulder and held her soft hand in his left, saying, "Master, don't you understand Qing'er's feelings? The tenderness we shared in the cave that day is something I can never forget ." 　　Darkness enveloped the entire mountain forest, and the restless night stirred up people's emotions. The sudden skin contact made Xiaolongnu's heart pound, but she did not struggle. She knew that this child was kind-hearted, and neither of them had done anything wrong that day. It was just fate's arrangement. Although she had feelings for him and had little regard for age and seniority, she only had Guo'er in her heart and would never have an affair with him again. 　　Looking into his burning eyes, just like Yang Guo had looked into her years ago, Xiaolongnu knew he was experiencing the first stirrings of love and was unable to control himself. Her heart ached even more, and she said softly, "Qing'er, didn't we agree? That day in the cave was due to circumstances, and we shouldn't mention it again." 　　Zuo Jianqing said, "Every inch of Master's skin is unforgettable for Qing'er. Why don't we try such a pleasurable thing again?" Hearing his explicit words, Xiaolongnu blushed and scolded, "Don't talk nonsense... um..." Before she could finish speaking, her delicate body was tightly embraced by Zuo Jianqing. 　　With Zuo Jianqing's burning face pressed against hers, Xiaolongnu's heart was in turmoil. Although she was angry with him, she couldn't bear her internal energy to resist, and for a moment she didn't know what to do. Her body was tightly bound by those strong, powerful arms, unable to move. Her high, firm breasts were pressed against his broad chest, and she couldn't help but furrow her brows, feeling somewhat breathless. 　　Zuo Jianqing withdrew his left hand, then suddenly grasped one of Xiaolongnu's full breasts. "Mmm..." Xiaolongnu's delicate body trembled, "No..." Unable to bear the burning sensation, she began to struggle. 　　Through the thin fabric of her clothes, Zuo Jianqing brazenly kneaded her plump, firm breasts. He could clearly feel the hardening nipples, and he couldn't help but pant. His lower body was already as hard as iron. He tightly embraced Xiaolongnu, and his large mouth rained kisses on her fragrant face. 　　Xiaolongnu's weak struggles were futile, and the strong masculine scent gradually made her lose her senses. Before long, she was panting heavily, her body burning with desire. Suddenly, Zuo Jianqing ripped open her bodice, and a pair of white, full breasts bounced out like rabbits, completely exposed to the soft moonlight. Zuo Jianqing, as if seeing a treasure, breathlessly reached out and grasped them. 　　"Ah...no..." Xiaolongnu, overwhelmed with shame, could no longer bear it. She swiftly thrust her fingers towards Zuo Jianqing's pressure points... 　　Everything stopped abruptly. Xiaolongnu, panting, pried Zuo Jianqing's arms away, her face flushed as she straightened her clothes. Her heart pounded wildly like a deer's. She truly didn't know how to get rid of this lustful disciple, so she resorted to this desperate measure . 　　Xiaolongnu calmed herself and saw Zuo Jianqing sitting motionless on the ground, looking at her pitifully . A pang of pity rose in her heart, and she blurted out, "Qing'er, don't blame your master. We can't make another mistake ." Thinking of how persistent he was, she knew he wouldn't give up tonight if she released his pressure points. She could only say, " You'll have to suffer tonight. I'll release your pressure points tomorrow." 　　Xiaolongnu moved Zuo Jianqing's body, letting him lean against a tree trunk. She found a vine, tied it between two trees , and then floated up, lying on the vine. When she practiced the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra", she often used rattan as a bed in order to enhance her body's balance and sensitivity. Over time, it became a habit.

Xiaolongnu naturally wouldn't let Zuo Jianqing watch her sleep, so she positioned herself with her back to him. Lying
on the rattan, Xiaolongnu was still somewhat flustered. The boy's actions seemed mischievous, but she knew they all stemmed from his
love for her, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty. So she softly said, "Qing'er, go to sleep early. We'll get up early
to travel tomorrow."

A dark cloud drifted in, obscuring the moon and making the quiet night even darker.
Xiaolongnu were in turmoil, and she couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew by, and her lower body felt chilly. She couldn't help but reach down and touch it;
it was already soaked with nectar. Her face flushed.

Having been a real husband and wife with Guo'er for two years, she had long since learned to enjoy the pleasures of love, and her body had become unusually
sensitive . Although the skin-to-skin contact with Zuo Jianqing just now was brief, it had made her somewhat unable to control herself. If she hadn't
pressed Zuo Jianqing's acupoints just now, what would the scene be like now? She dared not think about it anymore.

The child was actually quite pitiful, but Xiaolongnu couldn't do anything improper with him again. Although she
disdained worldly etiquette, she only wanted to be faithful to Guo'er until the end. The incident in the cave last time was already unfair to Guo'er, and there
couldn't be a second time.

As she thought about this, she suddenly felt a tightness in her lower body. It turned out that the rattan had been embedded in her buttocks for a long time and was slightly
painful . Xiaolongnu gently moved her body, but the rattan brushed against her clitoris. Her delicate body went numb, and a current surged through
her body. She almost cried out.

The familiar stimulation made Xiaolongnu unbearably itchy. It had been a long time since she had made love, and her body
had been teased twice by Zuo Jianqing for no reason. Her long-suppressed desire seemed about to explode. She glanced at Zuo Jianqing's
direction and figured he was fast asleep. She couldn't hold back any longer. She stepped on the rattan and gently twisted her plump buttocks, letting the thick rattan
slide tightly in her vulva.

In no time, Xiaolongnu was drenched in sweat, her crotch soaked. A deadly pleasure relentlessly assaulted
her throbbing body. She lifted her clothes and stuffed the liquid into her mouth, biting down hard with her teeth to try and suppress
a sound . Her hands climbed up to her breasts, kneading them vigorously…

Chapter Seventeen: Moonlit Night Flute Melody

The world was silent. The mountains and forests, shrouded in night, appeared even more profound and dark. The tall, swaying shadows of the trees intertwined, like countless demons grinning maliciously. Such a night seemed fraught with danger at every turn. In

a grove of trees, vines trembled gently. A graceful white figure seemed glued to the vines, trembling restlessly. Her slightly disheveled hair fluttered in the wind, her beautiful eyes glazed over, her exquisite face displaying an indistinguishable mix of pain and pleasure. She bit down on her clothes, beads of sweat beading on her forehead, desperately trying to suppress herself.

The vine had been pressed into an arch shape, deeply embedded in Xiaolongnu's plump buttocks. She couldn't help but gently move her snowy buttocks, letting the vine rub against her mysterious valley repeatedly. The intense pleasure made her delicate body tremble.

Although Zuo Jianqing couldn't see her, she still felt a lump in her throat, her heart pounding wildly, her face flushed with shame. Several times she wanted to stop, but in the end, she couldn't resist the intoxicating sensation. She couldn't stop, and unknowingly, her underpants were already wet with love fluid, the thin layer clinging tightly to her plump buttocks, exuding an obscene aura.

As the rattan cane slid across her vulva, Xiaolongnu felt as if struck by lightning. A tingling, itchy, and hot sensation surged through her like waves, intensely assaulting her body. She refused to move away, her full breasts thrusting upwards, her buttocks lowering, allowing the rattan cane to press tightly against her vulva, slowly grinding back and forth…

“Mmm…” Xiaolongnu couldn’t help but let out a barely audible moan. She quickly covered her cherry lips with her jade-like hand, like a startled fawn. Her beautiful eyes darted around, glancing at Zuo Jianqing’s back, and dared not make a sound. What if this child wasn’t asleep? Would he hear her? Xiaolongnu’s delicate body hung in the air, her heart equally anxious.

With some reservations, Xiaolongnu dared not move again, but the fire within her burned ever brighter, tempting her to completely indulge. This sensation was incredibly alluring; her beautiful cheeks gradually burned hot. Finally, unable to bear the torment of desire any longer, she gently swayed her slender waist, pursuing the ultimate pleasure.

The rattan, slippery through her wet undergarments, slipped into her secret valley. Xiaolongnu's plump buttocks sank, her thick labia holding the rattan through her clothes… This sensation was intoxicating, "My God…" she cried out inwardly, grabbing her clothes to cover her face, clenching her teeth, but unable to suppress her rapid breathing. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and a surge of fluid welled up instantly.

Was it coming? Xiaolongnu could no longer restrain herself. Her plump buttocks swayed wildly, her blood surging, her mind blank. With the intense friction, she almost fainted…

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept from behind. "Someone's attacking!" Xiaolongnu exclaimed in shock, jolting awake. The force wasn't very strong; normally, she would have instinctively slipped away. But now, caught off guard, her body languid, her inner strength unable to gather instantly. In a flash, her slender waist was struck, and several acupoints around her body were sealed. Her body slumped limply down.

A pair of slender arms gently embraced Xiaolongnu, lifting her from the vines. Xiaolongnu lay on her back, her long, black hair cascading down like a waterfall. Her exquisitely beautiful face was filled with panic. She couldn't move or speak, only seeing a handsome face smiling maliciously at her.

Wasn't this the young man in brocade robes who had asked for directions? Xiaolongnu was terrified. Then she realized he must have seen everything. Her clothes were still disheveled, and she was being held in his arms. She felt both ashamed and remorseful, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

The young man in brocade robes didn't say a word, carrying Xiaolongnu away. Xiaolongnu was frantic. Why had he attacked her? Where was he taking her? The wind whistled past her ears, and the surrounding trees rushed by. Xiaolongnu's brows furrowed, her heart filled with a complex mix of emotions.

As Qing'er had predicted, this man, seemingly gentle and refined, harbored malicious intentions. His lightness skill was considerable; was he a member of the Demonic Sect? If so, had she fallen into their clutches? Or was it merely lust at first sight? If so… how could she face Guo'er if she were violated by such a villain? Thinking this, Xiaolongnu felt intense shame and her heart sank, sensing that the worst was yet to come.

Despair and remorse overwhelmed her. If she hadn't sealed Qing'er's acupoints, she wouldn't have succumbed to lust on the rattan branch. Otherwise, with her martial arts skills, she would never have fallen victim to this man's ambush. The martial world was treacherous; one had to be cautious at every step. No wonder Guo'er insisted on accompanying her every time she went down the mountain; he must be worried about her.

Lost in thought, Xiaolongnu burst into tears, feeling lost and helpless. Why were people's hearts so unpredictable? Why would a complete stranger harbor such malice towards her? Her heart was filled with sorrow. She felt that without Yang Guo's protection, she had lost her support, possessing martial arts skills but no opportunity to use them.

Suddenly, the young man in brocade stopped, gently placing Xiaolongnu on the soft grass. His handsome eyes roamed over her body without restraint, finally settling on her exquisite face. He gazed at her intently, as if admiring a rare treasure, his eyes revealing undisguised greed and desire.

Xiaolongnu felt uneasy at this sight. After a long while, the young man in brocade exclaimed, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that such beauty existed in the world." His voice was gentle and soft, but Xiaolongnu felt a chill run down her spine.

He swiftly released Xiaolongnu's speech-impairing pressure point with his fingers, and said gently, "Forgive my intrusion, Miss Xiaolongnu, for disturbing your good time. I hope you will not blame me." Xiaolongnu was filled with shame upon hearing this, knowing that he had secretly witnessed her private moments on the vine. Her face flushed red, and she didn't know how to respond.

The young man in brocade robes looked at her with a half-smile and said softly, "Miss Xiaolongnu's silence means she forgives me?" Hearing him address her as "Miss Xiaolongnu," Xiaolongnu naturally knew her identity. Curious, she couldn't help but ask, "Who are you... and why are you holding me hostage?"

Hearing her speak, the young man in brocade robes beamed with joy, saying, "I am Murong Canhua, and I have long admired Lady Long. Today, I have dared to invite you for a chat, with no other intention than to ask you to join me. Lady Long's martial arts are superb, and she has some misunderstandings about our sect, so I had no choice but to resort to this tactic. I

hope you will forgive me." "You...you are that 'Carefree Gentleman'?" Xiaolongnu stammered, feeling dizzy and terrified. Just a few days ago, she had heard Ren Yingying mention this man, and at that time, she had the heart to rid the martial world of this scourge. But tonight, she had fallen into his clutches. This man was most fond of women and would never let her go. Thinking of this, she felt even more desperate.

Murong Canhua smiled slightly, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand, and said, "Lady Long must have believed the rumors in the martial world and misunderstood me deeply. In fact, although I am in the Demonic Sect, I am pure and untainted, and have never done a bad thing. It is just that I cannot disobey my father's orders, and I have no choice in the matter." After speaking, she frowned and sighed softly.

Hearing his sincere words and seeing the sorrow etched on his handsome face, which stirred pity in her, Xiaolongnu couldn't help but feel doubtful. Could it be that the martial arts world had truly misunderstood him? Just then, Murong Canhua suddenly grasped her delicate hand and said: "Sister Long, we hit it off immediately. Why don't we elope to a place where no one can find us, and live happily ever after as a loving couple?"

Little Dragon Girl was both ashamed and angry, but her delicate body was immobilized, leaving her no choice but to let him hold her hand. She cried out, "You...don't talk nonsense..." Murong Canhua said dreamily, "Although I've loved many beautiful women, after seeing you today, they no longer catch my eye..."

Little Dragon Girl retorted sharply, "Now that I'm in your hands, you can do whatever you want with me, just don't humiliate me anymore." Murong Canhua's eyes flashed with a chilling light as he slowly said, "I truly love you, Sister. Why don't you believe me?"

Little Dragon Girl clearly felt the strength in his hand increase significantly. Seeing the fierce glint in his eyes, she felt a chill run down her spine. Murong Canhua looked at her tenderly and chuckled softly, "Rumors circulate in the martial world that I rape women, but which of those so-called righteous heroines isn't two-faced? They outwardly reject me, but inwardly they're overjoyed."

He gently stroked Xiaolongnu's jade-like hand, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "Good sister, you don't know how lewd those heroines are in bed. When I'm with them, they scream louder than prostitutes in a brothel."

Xiaolongnu blushed crimson and could no longer bear it, snapping, "Shut up!" This man appeared gentle and weak, but he was, after all, one of the "Three Demons" of the Demonic Sect, and his words and actions were licentious. She had almost believed his words just now, and thinking of this, her heart trembled with anger.

Murong Canhua exclaimed in alarm, "Sister, you're as beautiful as a celestial being! I never expected you to be so jealous. Please don't be angry, sister

. With you by my side, I will never touch another woman again." Xiaolongnu nearly fainted from anger upon hearing this. This man was utterly unreasonable. Thinking of her inescapable clutches tonight, she felt a pang of sorrow. "Guo'er, I'm so sorry," she said, slowly closing her beautiful eyes, two lines of tears silently

sliding down her delicate cheeks. Murong Canhua chuckled, "Sister, don't get excited. The best is yet to come." Before he finished speaking, Xiaolongnu suddenly felt a surge of heat on her face, followed by a wet, warm, soft object rubbing against her cheek. She opened her eyes and was instantly chilled, her pores standing on end. It turned out that this lecherous scoundrel was licking the tears from her face with his tongue. She felt utterly disgusted, yet helplessly unable to move.

Murong Canhua gently licked away the tear stains on her face before whispering in her ear, "Sister, don't be sad. Canhua will make you happy." Xiaolongnu felt a deep sorrow in her heart, knowing she was completely at his mercy. She gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing with fury.

Suddenly, Murong Canhua's wet tongue slipped into Xiaolongnu's ear. "Mmm..." Xiaolongnu felt a tingling sensation all over her body and couldn't help but moan. The tongue slowly rotated in her ear, and Xiaolongnu's delicate body trembled uncontrollably. Her mind went blank, leaving only the piercing tingling sensation.

After a long while, Murong Canhua stopped and said gently, "Good sister, I will be gentle with you. Once you taste the sweetness, you won't think what I'm doing is bad." Xiaolongnu recovered from her dizziness, still panting heavily. Hearing this, she felt infinitely shy, feeling like a butterfly trapped in a net, completely at his mercy.

Murong Canhua's hand slowly caressed Xiaolongnu's jade-like neck, passing over her high breasts, sliding up her flat stomach, and finally stopping at her slender waist. He chuckled, "Sister, it's such a waste to hide such a beautiful body under your clothes." He then began to undo her belt.

Xiaolongnu was shocked and cried out, "You...stop..." but her voice was weak and feeble. Murong Canhua ignored her and continued to undress her, quickly opening her snow-white outer garment. He then reached for her bra... Xiaolongnu felt a chill on her chest; her bra had been removed. Overwhelmed with humiliation, two streams of hot tears welled up in her eyes.

Murong Canhua stared intently at Xiaolongnu's breasts, stunned. In the moonlight, her full, proud breasts stood tall, as white and flawless as jade, as delicate and tender as mutton fat, rising and falling like two mountains of flesh with Xiaolongnu's rapid breathing. Even though Murong Canhua was a man of great experience, he had never seen such perfect and alluring breasts before. His breathing grew heavier, and he pounced on them impatiently.

"Mmm..." Xiaolongnu's breasts were firmly grasped, her body went numb, and she couldn't help but gasp. Murong Canhua tightly gripped the pair of full breasts with both hands, feeling their smoothness, fullness, firmness, and suppleness. His eyes reddened, and he began to knead them vigorously, saying, "Sister...you are truly a stunning beauty, every part of your body is beautiful, such big and smooth breasts...I want to kiss them..."

Murong Canhua stuck out his tongue, swirling it around the tips of the breasts. "Mmm...no..." Stimulated in her sensitive areas, Xiaolongnu's mouth went dry, and her desire surged. Murong Canhua cradled Xiaolongnu's full breasts, fondling them with obvious delight. He forcefully pressed the two mounds together, creating an alluring slit, and exclaimed, "Sister, you are so pure and lovely. I never imagined you would have such full breasts. It's such a waste that Yang Guo has them all to himself."

Xiaolongnu, already humiliated by his constant fondling of her breasts, felt even more embarrassed upon hearing him mention Yang Guo. Her beloved Yang Guo was currently in seclusion, diligently training, while his wife was being wantonly violated by this lecherous scoundrel. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Yang Guo... I, Long'er, cannot preserve your chastity tonight..." Thinking of this, she regretted her decision to descend the mountain without permission. A pang of pain shot through her heart, and tears streamed down her face.

Although she felt immense shame and regret, her sensitive body reacted subtly. Her desire, already heightened on the rattan, was reignited by Murong Canhua's caresses of her breasts. Before long, she was burning with heat and panting.

Two years ago, Xiaolongnu was still a young girl. After reuniting with Yang Guo, her body gradually became fuller with increased sexual activity. Although her waist remained slender, her breasts had increased several times in size. At the time, she was both shocked and frightened. But with Yang Guo's comforting words, she understood that physical changes were inevitable as a girl grew into a woman, and she accepted it, saying that all women are like this.

That night, after committing absurd acts with Man Niang, she discovered that her breasts were far more full than Man Niang's. Afterwards, she pondered this repeatedly, attributing it to her cultivation of the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra," maintaining a pure and desireless body for many years. Later , experiencing the pleasures of love, her body became more sensitive, breaking free from the shackles

of the sutra. This contrast caused her physical transformation to far surpass that of ordinary people, becoming uncontrollable. During her tender moments with Yang Guo, Xiaolongnu vaguely guessed that a woman with full breasts would be more pleasing to men. Therefore, she felt not only no longer anxious but also somewhat delighted. Yang Guo was her everything; his happiness was her joy. She never imagined that her body would be enjoyed by another tonight. Although Murong Canhua's praise further confirmed her suspicions, being so humiliated by him caused her heart aching as if cut by a knife.

Under Murong Canhua's continued licking, Xiaolongnu's two nipples had already hardened. The humiliation in her heart and the pleasure in her body made her heart burn like fire. Suddenly, Murong Canhua opened her mouth and took one of the nipples into her mouth, sucking hard and pulling it and the entire breast high up. Then she suddenly released it, and with a "snap," the full and supple breast bounced back on its own.

"Ah..." Little Dragon Girl couldn't help but cry out. Her desire was rising, and she couldn't resist such teasing. She felt as if she had been electrocuted, her limbs itching all over, and a gush of fluid gushed from her lower body.

Murong Canhua lewdly said, "Good sister, is it very comfortable? Do you want more?" Little Dragon Girl panicked and said urgently, "No...no..." Murong Canhua laughed, "When a woman says no, she means yes, hehe..." After saying that, he lowered his head and sucked on Little Dragon Girl's other nipple.

"Slap..." He did the same thing. "Ah...no..." Little Dragon Girl was so stimulated that she almost fainted. Murong Canhua chuckled coldly and continued to play with her full breasts with both hands. "Ah...um..." Little Dragon Girl breathed heavily, and her seductive moans echoed in the forest. In no time, she was completely overwhelmed, and her lower body was flooded with fluid, soaking her underpants.

Murong Canhua leered, his demonic hand sliding down Xiaolongnu's jade-like skin to her crotch. The area was wet and fuzzy, already a mess. His breathing became heavy. "So much water even before it's dry," he said. "Sister, you're so wanton, aren't you?" Humiliated

, Xiaolongnu felt utterly ashamed and helpless. She could only close her beautiful eyes and resign herself to fate. Murong Canhua smiled lewdly. "Good sister, it seems you're also very upset. I'll satisfy you today." He then ripped off Xiaolongnu's underpants. A chill ran through her lower body, and she felt deeply humiliated. She cried out shyly, "No..."

"Hehe... Sister, your upper mouth says no, but your lower mouth is impatient." Murong Canhua parted Xiaolongnu's plump legs. In the moonlight, only a fuzzy, dark patch could be seen between her legs, occasionally flashing with bright light. Was this the private part of this stunning beauty? Panting, Murong Canhua leaned in, extending his tongue to lick the softest part of her...

"Ah..." A tingling, numbing pleasure spread throughout her body from her lower body. Xiaolongnu's delicate body trembled, and a surge of fluid welled up from her vulva. Then, that wet, warm tongue continued to lick, the deadly pleasure relentlessly assaulting her body. "Ah...no...um..." She couldn't help but moan, her body feeling as if it were rolling in a wave of heat, enjoying the sensation immensely.

Murong Canhua's tongue found a sensitive clitoris, and then sucked and licked it. "Ah..." With a moan from Xiaolongnu, a surge of heat gushed from her vulva, splashing onto his face. He became even more aroused and simply took the clitoris into his mouth, sucking on it incessantly.

"Ah...please...stop...um..." Xiaolongnu had never experienced such ecstatic teasing. Her body felt as if it were flying, and in an instant, she felt as if she had lost six of her seven souls. Fluid kept gushing from her vulva, flowing down her buttocks onto the grass.

After a long while, Murong Canhua raised his head, wiped the saliva from his lips, and climbed onto Xiaolongnu's voluptuous body. Seeing that she was still dazed and panting, he whispered in her ear, "Good sister, does it feel good?"

Xiaolongnu snapped out of her daze, realizing that her body had been defiled by this man, and felt both ashamed and angry. However, the fire within her seemed to burn even brighter, and she strongly craved his further violation.

Murong Canhua said softly, "Good sister, I can't take it anymore either. You can touch it if you don't believe me." He then grabbed Xiaolongnu's soft hand and slipped it inside his clothes, guiding her downwards.

Xiaolongnu knew what she was about to touch, and her heart pounded wildly. She had only ever touched Yang Guo and Zuo Jianqing's genitals. What would his be like? Would it be different from Guo'er's and Qing'er's? Would she feel uncomfortable if he penetrated her? Thinking of this, Xiaolongnu's vulva spasmed, releasing a stream of lustful fluid.

Xiaolongnu's jade-like hand slid over Murong Canhua's lower abdomen; his skin was smooth, completely different from ordinary men's. Then it touched a clump of hair—was she about to touch that thing…? Suddenly, Xiaolongnu's eyes widened in surprise, staring intently at the demon before her, an expression of disbelief on her face.

Unexpectedly, what she touched was a fleshy slit, already overflowing with desire, just like herself. Murong Canhua smiled slightly and said, "Sister, you didn't expect that, did you?"

Murong Canhua stood up, slowly undressed

, and said softly, "Sister, do you still believe the rumors in the martial arts world? Although I am a woman, I like women and never harm them. I only bring them happiness. Is that wrong?" Xiaolongnu was at a loss and did not know how to respond, but her shyness and fear immediately lessened. She couldn't help but carefully examine the person in front of her. No wonder she was so beautiful and had such a delicate voice. It turned out that she was a woman. If she dressed as a woman, she would definitely be quite beautiful.

Seeing this, Murong Canhua smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like that, sister?" Xiaolongnu snapped out of her daze and couldn't help but say, "I think you're not inherently evil, why not abandon darkness and embrace the light?" Murong Canhua replied, "I appreciate your kind offer, sister, but everyone has their own aspirations, so please don't force me."

As she spoke, she had already stripped naked. Her figure was slender, her breasts not large, yet still showing the shape of a young girl's breasts. She stepped forward, squatted between Xiaolongnu's legs, and said, "Sister, the night is too short, let's enjoy ourselves while we can." With that, she parted Xiaolongnu's jade-like legs.

Although Xiaolongnu no longer feared her, she was still flustered and hurriedly said, "What are you doing…" Then she thought of the ambiguous relationship between Murong Canhua and Manniang. Was she going to treat her like Manniang had? The ecstatic feeling of that day was still vivid in her mind, and her heart pounded wildly, her breathing becoming even more rapid.

Sure enough, Murong Canhua lifted one of her jade-like legs, bringing her wet, fleshy vulva closer. "Ah..." they both cried out simultaneously, their two hot, soft vulvas pressed together, their four thick labia tightly interlocked.

Murong Canhua swayed her snowy buttocks, beginning to sway. "Ah... Sister... your vulva is so hot and slippery... so comfortable..." Xiaolongnu felt as if her vulva was being firmly sucked by a gentle little mouth, waves of pleasure washing over her, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of wantonness, her juices flowing freely.

"Ah... um..." With Murong Canhua's swaying, both of them couldn't help but groan, their fluids gushing from their joined parts, flowing down Xiaolongnu's smooth, round buttocks.

The alluring pleasure drove Xiaolongnu to madness. The fire of desire within her burned ever brighter, her juices flowed ever more freely, and the emptiness within her vagina intensified. A strange sense of disappointment arose in her heart. If Murong Canhua were a man, a thick penis would already be deeply inside her, thrusting vigorously, making her feel like she was dying of pleasure.

Murong Canhua seemed unsatisfied. He reached into his clothes and took out an object, placing it in front of Xiaolongnu. While continuing to thrust his snowy buttocks, he panted, "Mmm... good sister... look what this is..."

Xiaolongnu was now covered in fragrant sweat. Hearing this, she looked closely and saw that it was a jade flute. The flute was divided into four sections, separated by several smooth jade joints. She was somewhat puzzled, wondering what he meant.

Murong Canhua moved her buttocks away, pressing the jade flute against Xiaolongnu's labia, panting, "Sister... this is a good thing... it will make us feel more comfortable..." Xiaolongnu vaguely guessed her intention and panicked, urgently saying, "No..."

Before she finished speaking, a "squeak..." sound was heard, and one section of the jade flute was pushed into her vagina by Murong Canhua. "Ah..." A strong feeling of fullness spread throughout her body, and Xiaolongnu couldn't help but tremble, a gush of fluid spurting out.

Murong Canhua squatted on the grass, spreading her legs, her vagina aligned with the other end of the jade flute, and with a thrust of her snowy buttocks, "Hmm..." she swallowed one section of the flute into her body. She supported herself with her hands behind her on the grass, clamping the jade flute tightly, and began to thrust her buttocks back and forth, pumping in and out of Xiaolongnu's vagina.

"Ah... um... don't do it..." Although Xiaolongnu felt that this was absurd and lewd, she couldn't help but cry out in pleasure. Her labia tightly gripped the smooth and thick jade flute, and with the pleasant swallowing and spitting, she felt as if she were being penetrated by a fleshy rod.

The two women, their plump buttocks facing each other, their openings wide, their four jade legs intertwined, a jade flute simultaneously inserted deep into their fleshy vaginas. With Murong Canhua's thrusting, their bodies trembled violently, sweat and vaginal fluids flowing out and mixing together. "Ah...oh...um..." moans rose and fell.

After leaving Zhongnan Mountain, Xiaolongnu had experienced several surges of lust. Her teasing with Manniang in the inn, her seduction with Zuo Jianqing in the cave (which was fortunately not yet over), and her previous self-pleasure on the rattan cane—all felt like scratching an itch through a boot, none of them as real as this penetration. The long-lost feeling of fullness drove her to madness, her mouth constantly uttering moans, fluids flowing down the flute with "plop...plop..." sounds.

With a slight exertion, Murong Canhua forced the thick jade joint that was stuck between Xiaolongnu's labia into her vagina. "Ah..." Xiaolongnu trembled wildly, the intense pressure almost causing her to faint.

"Good sister... I can't take it anymore... I'm coming... um..." Murong Canhua quickened her thrusts, the jade rods at both ends sliding in and out of their vaginas, the smooth, rounded ridges scraping against the tender, sensitive walls, sending them into a blissful trance.

"Um... good sister... I've come... ah..." Murong Canhua's snowy buttocks throbbed violently, her body trembling, and a gush of hot vaginal fluid spurted out, flowing down the inner wall of the flute and into Xiaolongnu's vagina. "Ah..." Xiaolongnu felt a wave of pleasure from the heat, and the jade rods once again squeezed into her vagina, the flute penetrating to an unprecedented depth. She could no longer endure it, her body convulsing, and vaginal fluid gushed out.

"Oh..." Both women, their eyes tightly closed, breathed heavily, their delicate bodies trembling, simultaneously reaching the peak of pleasure...

After a long while, Murong Canhua got up from the grass, put on her clothes, and resumed her dashing male attire. She squatted down beside Xiaolongnu, saw the jade flute still inserted in her vagina, frowned slightly, and reached out to pull it out. With a "plop..." sound, a lot of filth came out, flowing down Xiaolongnu's plump white buttocks.

Xiaolongnu's delicate body trembled, and she couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed. Murong Canhua smiled slightly, took out a silk handkerchief to clean her up, wiped the jade flute clean, and then inserted it into her waist. She lightly kissed Xiaolongnu's cheek and said, "Sister, I really love you to death."

Although the climax had passed, the afterglow lingered. Xiaolongnu's body was languid, and her pretty face was burning hot. Although she had been forced, for some reason, she couldn't hate Murong Canhua at all. Having just spent a night with her, she couldn't help but feel shy, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, too ashamed to look at her again.

Murong Canhua sighed and continued, "After today's parting, I don't know when we'll meet again." She reached out and took a white jade pendant from her folding fan. "Sister's whereabouts have been discovered by the Divine Cult. You must be careful in the future. If you encounter my father or younger sister in the future, just show this token, and they won't make things difficult for you."

Xiaolongnu was moved by her sincerity but too shy to respond, so she listened silently.

Murong Canhua held the jade pendant, her eyes flickering. Suddenly, a sly smile appeared on her handsome face. She said, "I will place this token in your sensitive area. After two hours, the acupoint will release itself, and then you can take it out." After saying this, she parted Xiaolongnu's labia with her fingers and inserted the jade pendant into her vagina.

"Hmm..." Xiaolongnu felt a cool sensation in her lower body as something smooth and round slipped into her vagina. She trembled, feeling both ashamed and surprised, but knowing that Murong Canhua meant well, she couldn't be angry.

Murong Canhua covered Xiaolongnu's body with her clothes and said, "Take care, sister. We'll meet again." She then turned and left, disappearing into the forest in no time.

Chapter Eighteen:
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Xiaolongnu let out a long sigh of relief. Only now did her heart truly relax. She lay flat on the soft grass, gazing at the sky. The stars twinkled in the night sky, and her heart was filled with a turbulent feeling. The desires she had suppressed for days were released, and a strong drowsiness washed over her, blurring her vision...

The next morning, Xiaolongnu was awakened by the sounds of birdsong and cicadas. Slowly opening her beautiful eyes, she saw that the sky was already bright, and a thin mist filled the air. The surrounding grass was lush, and flowers bloomed in profusion.
Having not slept so soundly in a long time, Xiaolongnu took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air invigorating her. She instinctively sat up, only to find her clothes slipping down, exposing her smooth, white body to the sunlight.

Xiaolongnu's face paled, and she quickly grabbed her clothes to cover herself. Her beautiful eyes darted around, and seeing no one nearby, she felt slightly relieved. Her brows furrowed, her mind racing, and she instantly recalled the absurd events of the previous night. Two blushes rose on her exquisite face.

Was it real? Was it a dream? Xiaolongnu slightly turned her head and was startled to see her underpants beside her. In an instant, images of undulating breasts and buttocks, of unbridled lust, flashed through her mind, along with the intoxicating pleasure… Her heart pounded wildly. She tried circulating her inner energy, and everything was normal; the sealed acupoints had already released themselves.

"Master!" A deep voice pierced through the forest, reaching Xiaolongnu's ears. "It's Qing'er!" Xiaolongnu could faintly hear hurried footsteps, knowing that Qing'er was looking for her. The voices were nearby, and she panicked. If Qing'er saw her in this state, wouldn't she be utterly humiliated?

In her panic, Xiaolongnu dared not answer, but hurriedly dressed. The forest fog was thick, and her hair and eyebrows were already damp with dew. Her clothes were also quite wet, but she had no time to care. She quickly finished dressing, feeling the damp clothes clinging uncomfortably to her smooth skin.

The shouts grew closer. "Master, where are you?" Zuo Jianqing's voice was urgent. Xiaolongnu was moved; apart from Guo'er, no one had ever worried about her safety so much. She reached out her slender fingers to gather her hair and walked towards Zuo Jianqing. After walking several dozen feet, she saw Zuo Jianqing looking around frantically, as if he had lost something precious.

Xiaolongnu coughed lightly, and Zuo Jianqing turned around abruptly. Seeing the peerless, elegant white figure, his face lit up with joy. He quickly stepped forward, took Xiaolongnu's hand, and said, "Master, where have you been? You worried me so much!"

Xiaolongnu blushed, a warm feeling welling up inside her. She quickly pulled away from Zuo Jianqing's hand. She wasn't good at lying, but she couldn't reveal what had happened last night. She could only whisper, "Don't worry, your master... isn't he standing perfectly fine in front of you?"

Seeing her flushed face and slightly disheveled hair and clothes, Zuo Jianqing felt a pang of anxiety. However, although her demeanor was different from usual, she didn't seem to have been mistreated. He felt somewhat relieved, though his heart was filled with... Confused, yet unable to press further, he hesitated.

He had offended Xiaolongnu the previous night, and filled with unease, he stammered, "Disciple thought Master had gone on his journey alone. Last night was my fault; I couldn't control myself. I deserve to die; please punish me

, Master." Xiaolongnu had long regarded Zuo Jianqing as her child, believing his disrespect stemmed from youthful curiosity and affection. Coupled with her own uneasy feelings after her encounter with Murong Canhua the previous night, she hadn't taken his offense to heart.

However, she had clearly sealed his acupoints last night; why was he acting normally now? She asked calmly, "Qing'er, how did you release your acupoints?"

"Master didn't completely seal my meridians. This morning, upon waking, Qing'er released them on my own. I hope Master won't blame me," Zuo Jianqing replied, trembling with fear.

Xiaolongnu knew the force of his attack; he needed immense internal energy to release his pressure points on his own. She was surprised by his skill at such a young age, and a feeling of affection welled up within her, though she didn't show it on her face. She simply said calmly, "In that case, let's continue."

Seeing that Xiaolongnu didn't blame him, Zuo Jianqing was overjoyed and finally relieved. He took out wild fruit from his bundle and offered it to Xiaolongnu, but she politely declined, only drinking some honey.

The morning air was fresh, with a gentle breeze, quite cool and pleasant, perfect for traveling. The two used their lightness skills, one after the other, quickly running forward. Zuo Jianqing followed behind Xiaolongnu, watching her white robes flutter and her graceful movements, feeling refreshed and full of energy.

Suddenly, Xiaolongnu cried out "Ouch!" and stopped, reaching out to grab a small tree for support. Zuo Jianqing was startled and quickly stopped as well. He saw that Xiaolongnu's pretty face was flushed and she was slightly out of breath. Zuo Jianqing hurriedly asked

, "Master, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" "N-nothing..." Xiaolongnu inwardly groaned. Last night, Murong Canhua had inserted a white jade fan pendant into her lower body, and in her haste, she had forgotten to remove it. Jade is a warm and smooth material, and after being inside her all night, it had become the same temperature as her body.

She hadn't even noticed it while walking slowly. Now, as she ran faster, the jade pendant began to rub against her body, becoming restless. The faster she walked, the stronger the friction became, causing her both pain and itching. After a few thrusts, Xiaolongnu couldn't bear it any longer and had to stop.

Zuo Jianqing, thinking Xiaolongnu was unwell, asked with concern, "Master, did you catch a cold last night? Let me carry you on my back. We'll get some herbs when we reach town."

After a moment, Xiaolongnu regained her composure, but felt extremely embarrassed. Zuo Jianqing was constantly by her side; what could she do? She wanted to get rid of him, but she didn't know what excuse to use to trick him into relieving himself. She was naturally shy, and even in front of Yang Guo, she found this embarrassing; how could she bring it up with Zuo Jianqing?

"I'm fine, let's continue on our way." Now that things had come to this, Xiaolongnu secretly blamed herself for her carelessness, but could only grit her teeth and endure it, hoping to find a chance to escape Zuo Jianqing soon. Zuo Jianqing was suspicious, but dared not disobey.

Xiaolongnu gathered her inner energy and leaped forward. A piercing tingling sensation spread from her lower body throughout her entire being, causing her to sway involuntarily. She quickly steadied herself, rapidly circulating her inner energy to regain her balance in mid-air before landing steadily. With a light touch of her jade feet, her delicate body soared into the air once more.

Zuo Jianqing, seeing this, hurriedly followed. Watching Xiaolongnu's retreating figure, he noticed a subtle sluggishness in her movements, unlike her usual light and agile self.

The warm jade pendant continuously pressed against her sensitive flesh, causing Xiaolongnu to feel flustered and disoriented. Each time she leaped into the air, her body and mind were subjected to a powerful impact, as if the surrounding scenery was spinning before her eyes. Fortunately, her profound inner strength allowed her to control her throbbing body.

Even so, after several leaps, Xiaolongnu felt weak and sore all over, her breathing becoming erratic. Initially, her lower body ached slightly, but with the friction of the jade pendant, her vulva secreted fluid, gradually becoming slippery, leaving only a tingling, pleasurable sensation.

Under no circumstances could Qing'er see through her disguise. Xiaolongnu gritted her teeth, her brows furrowed, and channeled the full power of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra throughout her body. Only then did she feel slightly better. She took each step cautiously, her movements much slower than usual, allowing Zuo Jianqing to catch up. The two walked side by side.

Zuo Jianqing was secretly puzzled as to why his master was so slow today, but walking alongside his beautiful master was quite pleasant. Her clothes fluttered, and a fragrant breeze wafted over. Zuo Jianqing gradually became intoxicated by the feeling, unaware that the beauty beside him was enduring torment. The soreness and restlessness in her lower body made Xiaolongnu feel an urge to moan. Unbeknownst to her, fragrant sweat had already seeped from her fair forehead.

After about an hour, the sun had risen high in the sky. Although Xiaolongnu possessed abundant internal energy, she could not sustain herself indefinitely. Her movements gradually slowed down, and the tingling and itching in her lower body intensified again. The excruciating stimulation was almost unbearable for her. After a while, she was panting heavily, and her crotch became slippery, with her wet underpants clinging tightly to her genitals.

Hearing Xiaolongnu's heavy breathing, Zuo Jianqing, seemingly exhausted, couldn't help but glance at her. He saw a flush on her fair face, beads of sweat clinging to her delicate nose, clearly struggling to stay upright. Feeling pity for her, Zuo Jianqing quickly said, "Master, are you tired? Why don't we rest for a while?"

Xiaolongnu, flustered, blurted out, "Um...no need..." Her voice was weak and feeble, almost a moan. Although the jade pendant had made her unbearably hot, the frequent touches generated an alluring pleasure that made her unwilling to stop. She no longer consciously controlled her pace, her movements gradually quickening, her desires surging like a wild horse.

A few moments later, Xiaolongnu was drenched in sweat, her body burning like a raging fire, making her feel intensely hot. Accompanied by a deadly pleasure, something within her seemed about to burst forth, almost unbearable. Her breathing intensified instantly, and she involuntarily quickened her pace, making the sensation even stronger.

"Almost there..." Xiaolongnu's heart raced, her consciousness blurred. As she soared into the air once more, the jade pendant within her trembled violently, a wave of ecstatic pleasure washing over her. "Mmm..." Xiaolongnu could no longer bear it and couldn't help but moan. A surge of hot fluid gushed from her vulva, flowing down her inner thighs. Xiaolongnu's body trembled, her mind went blank, and she felt a blissful sensation, as if floating on clouds. She could no longer maintain her balance, and her body plummeted towards the ground...

"Master!" A cry of alarm rang out, and a figure rushed over, catching her steadily.

Xiaolongnu was completely unaware; her body was still convulsing, the warm fluid gushing from within her, instantly reaching the peak of desire. An ecstatic, bone-melting pleasure surged over her like a tidal wave. "Mmm..." Xiaolongnu groaned, oblivious to her surroundings

. "Master, you've been startled." Zuo Jianqing held Xiaolongnu's limp body, feeling its softness, its smooth warmth, and its slight trembling.

"What's wrong, Master?" Zuo Jianqing was startled. Hearing Xiaolongnu's soft moan, he quickly looked down and saw that Xiaolongnu's pretty face was flushed, her eyes were languid, her forehead and nose were covered in sweat, her expression was dreamy, and she was panting heavily. Her full breasts were heaving up and down, and she was incredibly beautiful. He was stunned, a surge of heat rushed through his body, and his penis became hard.

Xiaolongnu lazily opened her beautiful eyes and saw Zuo Jianqing staring at her. Her face turned red with embarrassment, her heart pounded, and she hurriedly broke free from Zuo Jianqing's embrace. As soon as she landed, she felt weak all over, her jade legs were sore, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground. Before the afterglow had subsided, Xiaolongnu felt that her crotch was wet and hot, and the heat was still flowing down her smooth jade legs. She was extremely embarrassed.

"Master!" Zuo Jianqing was startled upon seeing this and hurriedly went to help her, but Xiaolongnu waved her hand and said softly, "It's alright... just rest for a while." She was deeply ashamed, not expecting to be so unrestrained in front of Qing'er. She hoped he hadn't noticed anything amiss. Judging from his concerned expression, he seemed to think she was just sick. He was so young, naturally he didn't understand matters between men and women. Thinking of this, she felt somewhat relieved.

Xiaolongnu shifted her delicate body slightly, leaning against a small tree, her beautiful eyes half-closed, suppressing her shyness. She channeled her inner energy to calm her restless body, and finally the blush on her face gradually faded.

Zuo Jianqing sat on a flat stone and couldn't help but steal a glance at Xiaolongnu. He saw her resting with her eyes closed, her face beautiful and elegant, pure as ice and snow, but for some reason, there was a touch of delicate charm in her eyes.

Zuo Jianqing was engrossed in watching when he suddenly saw Xiaolongnu open her eyes and look at him, saying, "Qing'er, can you hear anything?" Zuo Jianqing was startled and quickly listened carefully. He vaguely heard human voices and frowned, saying, "Master, let's go take a look."

"Alright." Xiaolongnu also wanted to find out, so the two got up and followed the direction of the sound.

They proceeded cautiously, and the sound became clearer and clearer, even somewhat noisy, indicating that there were quite a few people. After walking for a while, a flat field appeared ahead, with a dozen or so people standing in a dark mass. Seeing this, Zuo Jianqing quickly pulled Xiaolongnu to hide in a grove of trees, and the two peered through the gaps in the branches and leaves to observe the situation.

They saw a group of people wielding swords and knives confronting two gray-robed monks. Apart from the elderly man in fine clothes at the head, the others were all dressed in black. Zuo Jianqing's expression changed, and he whispered in Xiaolongnu's ear, "Master, judging from their attire, they should be members of the Demonic Sect. Let's not act rashly and find out the situation first." Xiaolongnu nodded slightly.

Looking at the two monks, the one in front was over fifty years old, tall and rugged, with a full beard, while a young monk with fair skin and a gentle face stood respectfully beside him.

The elderly man in fine clothes chuckled dryly, "Great monk, it's been over a decade since we last met. I didn't expect you to be so stubborn. The unification of the Central Plains martial arts world by the Divine Cult is an inevitable trend. As the saying goes, 'A wise man submits to circumstances.' With your martial arts skills and my recommendation, why worry about not being valued by the Eastern Cult Leader?"

"Brother Murong, you've praised me!" the tall monk's voice boomed. "I'm just a rough man, only interested in drinking and eating meat. I don't have Brother Murong's ambition. I can only appreciate your kindness."

The elderly man in fine clothes said, "Great monk, if you were a carefree hermit, that would be fine. But who in the world doesn't know that you, Monk Bujie, follow that brat Linghu Chong blindly? He's a major threat to the Eastern Cult Leader. If you don't pledge allegiance to my Divine Cult now, when the Eastern Cult Leader goes on a killing spree, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you."

Zuo Jianqing had considerable experience in the martial world, from... They had already gleaned clues from their conversation. He whispered in Xiaolongnu's ear, "Master, that old man is Murong Jian, the leader of the three demons of the Demonic Sect. Those two monks are friends of Master Linghu, Master Bujie and his disciple."

Xiaolongnu was shocked to hear this. She hadn't expected to encounter the demonic sect leaders one after another in such a remote place. This Murong Jian was Murong Canhua's father. Her heart pounded wildly. The romantic affair of last night was still vivid in her mind. The token that Murong Canhua had given her was still hidden in her private parts, and it had just made her feel ecstatic again... Thinking of this, she blushed.

"Haha..." The tall, imposing monk Bujie laughed, "Brother Murong, what you say is true. If you can persuade my brother Linghu to join the Demonic Sect, I will certainly follow. However, if my brother Linghu wants to be an enemy of the Demonic Sect, I will also lend him a hand."

Murong Jian snorted coldly, "Out of consideration for our years of friendship, I kindly advised you. Don't be so stubborn. That brat Linghu Chong has probably already been captured by the Eastern Sect Leader. Don't overestimate yourself."

"Bullshit!" Bujie roared in fury, "If I didn't have a past relationship with you, old scoundrel, I would have turned against you long ago. I wouldn't have allowed you to say so much. Today, I'll see what your pathetic skills are like!"

"Clang..." More than a dozen swords were drawn simultaneously. The group of black-clad cultists stood ready, and it seemed an inevitable battle was about to begin. Murong Jian's gaunt face turned pale and then red. He thought to himself, "This old bald monk is highly skilled. He alone cannot defeat him. In addition, his disciple Tian Boguang is also a troublesome character. If we fight, I'm afraid I won't gain any advantage."

Murong Jian was a cunning old fox. He immediately turned around and shouted, "Stop! Don't be disrespectful to the master!" Seeing that the cultists had sheathed their swords, he turned to Bujie and said with a dry laugh, "Hehe, Brother Bujie, please calm down. How could I be your match? Since you insist, I won't try to persuade you any further. I have important matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now." Bujie

seemed to have known his temperament all along and only snorted coldly. Murong Jian clasped his hands in a fist salute to the two of them and said, "Brother Bujie, Brother Tian, please take care. Until we meet again." After speaking, he gave a wink to the cultists behind him and was about to leave.

"Senior Murong, please wait," the young monk suddenly spoke, "This humble monk has a question to ask."

"Brother Tian, there's no need to be so polite. Please speak freely; I will answer to the best of my knowledge," Murong Jian said with a smile.

The young monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, my Dharma name is 'Bu Ke Bu Jie'. There's no need to mention my secular name before I became a monk."

Xiaolongnu had heard Yingying mention the anecdotes about Monk Bu Jie and Tian Boguang. She knew that "Wanli Duxing" (Tian Boguang, the Lone Wanderer) was once a notorious womanizer despised by the righteous path. Later, he was subdued by Master Bu Jie, abandoned his evil ways, and became a monk with the Dharma name "Bu Ke Bu Jie." Xiaolongnu had initially thought Tian Boguang was a lewd-looking fellow, but she never expected him to be so handsome and refined. She couldn't imagine the wickedness he once possessed and couldn't help but marvel at him.

Then Tian Boguang sighed, "To my shame, I have a disciple who is unruly by nature. Half a year ago, he secretly went down the mountain and committed evil deeds everywhere. My master and I wanted to bring him back to Hengshan to discipline him strictly, but we have been searching for him for months without success. Recently, we heard that my unworthy disciple has been having a secret relationship with Liu Sanniang of your sect

. Is this true?" Murong Jian was taken aback at first, then chuckled and said, "Hehe, no wonder. What a fine disciple you have trained, Brother Tian! This is the first time I have ever seen the 'Black Widow' so infatuated with a man. So she is Brother Tian's outstanding disciple. No wonder."

Bujie angrily said, "This little beast not only rapes women everywhere, but also hangs out with the harlots of the Demonic Sect. I'll chop him to pieces!"

Tian Boguang quickly said, "Master, please calm down. It's all my fault for not disciplining him properly. Leave the matter of cleaning up the sect to me." Bujie snorted coldly, seemingly still angry.

Tian Boguang turned to Murong Jian and said, "It seems this matter is not mere hearsay. I wonder if you could tell me the whereabouts of Liu Sanniang, senior? I would be eternally grateful."

Murong Jian looked troubled and said, "This is a secret of the sect, I cannot tell you." Seeing the disappointment on Tian Boguang's face, he changed his tone and continued, "Brother Tian, forgive my bluntness, but we wander the martial world just to enjoy ourselves. If you join the Divine Sect, you can roam freely like a fish in water. You can not only regain your former glory, but also surpass your past achievements..."

"Bullshit!" Bu Jie's loud shout interrupted Murong Jian's words, "You old scoundrel Murong, the Demonic Sect ruined my disciple's grand-disciple. If you dare to plot against my disciple again, don't blame me for not showing any mercy!"

Murong Jian snorted coldly, knowing he was no match for him, and reluctantly cupped his fists to Tian Boguang and said, "Brother Tian, farewell." Then he led his followers away.

Xiaolongnu and Zuo Jianqing quickly lowered their bodies to avoid revealing their whereabouts.

After a long while, the members of the Demonic Sect had gone far away. Bujie said, "You weren't persuaded by that old scoundrel, were you?"

Tian Boguang replied, "I am grateful for Master's guidance. I know my sins are grave and I sincerely repent every day. How could I dare to have any improper thoughts? I came down the mountain this time because I have not yet settled my worldly affairs. After finding that wicked person, I will return to the mountain to devote myself to Buddhism."

Bujie sighed, "It's good that you understand. However, that wicked person is far more unruly than you were in the past. It will not be easy to teach him."

Tian Boguang said, "These are all sins I committed in the mortal world. Master, please rest assured. If he is still unrepentant, I will have to painfully cleanse the sect."

Bujie said, "It's good that you understand. We can secretly follow that old scoundrel and perhaps find out where that wicked person is." Then, with a rustling of their clothes, the two followed the members of the Demonic Sect.

After a moment, Xiaolongnu and her disciple stood up. Zuo Jianqing said, "Master, they are heading towards Yangzhou. If this demon goes to Yangzhou and colludes with that 'Divine Hand Eccentric' Fang Lin, our situation will become even more troublesome."

Xiaolongnu was confident in her martial arts skills and believed that capturing Fang Lin should be a piece of cake. However, she had first been severely injured by the black-clad men of the Demonic Sect on the road, and then she had been tricked by Murong Canhua, whose martial arts were far inferior to her own. She knew that the Demonic Sect not only had many experts, but also had insidious methods. With her experience, she was afraid she would not be able to deal with them, so she couldn't help but feel worried.

Seeing the worry on her face, Zuo Jianqing quickly said, "Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good. Master just saw it for himself. Senior masters like Master Bujie don't give way to the Demonic Sect. Besides, we have friends from the Beggars' Sect to help us. Master, there's no need to worry."

Remembering that Xiaolongnu wasn't feeling well today, he added, "Master, you're not feeling well. You absolutely mustn't use your inner energy recklessly. Let your disciple carry you on our journey."

Xiaolongnu was caught in a dilemma. If they continued traveling as before, the jade pendant inside her would inevitably cause trouble again, and wouldn't she embarrass herself once more? If she were to let him carry her, it wouldn't be appropriate. After what happened in the cave that day, she had deliberately kept her distance from him. 'Men and women should not touch each other.' If she were to have physical contact with him, he would inevitably have impure thoughts again, just like last night…

Seeing that Xiaolongnu remained silent, Zuo Jianqing assumed she had tacitly agreed. He stepped forward and carried her on his back, saying, "Master, please be comfortable. We'll continue our journey now." Xiaolongnu sighed inwardly. She was already struggling to walk, and Qing'er's offer was so kind; she couldn't refuse.

Xiaolongnu was light-footed, and Zuo Jianqing didn't find it difficult to carry her. His inner strength was abundant, and although he had someone on his back, his speed didn't decrease at all.

Xiaolongnu's soft, rounded thighs were held in Zuo Jianqing's hands as she straddled his back. Her delicate hands rested on his broad shoulders, and she felt a warmth in her heart. Although he moved swiftly, he still took care of her feelings, trying his best to keep her steady and not let her suffer from the jolting.

Their bodies were pressed close together, their clothes thin, as if their skin were touching. Zuo Jianqing felt his beautiful master's soft, smooth, and warm body, and the occasional wafts of her fragrance stirred his heart and made him unable to control his emotions.

After walking for nearly half an hour, Zuo Jianqing was no longer as relaxed as before. His pace slowed, and his palms gradually became sweaty. Xiaolongnu clearly felt the dampness on his thighs and asked with concern, "Qing'er, are you tired? Let me rest for a while."

"Thank you, Master. Qing'er isn't tired. We'll be out of this forest in another hour. We can rest then," Zuo Jianqing said calmly, without a trace of fatigue. Xiaolongnu knew that although Zuo Jianqing was a disciple of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, he wasn't as pampered as Guo Fu. Besides, she also wanted to leave the forest as soon as possible, so she let him be.

After walking for a while longer, Zuo Jianqing's hands sweated more and more, gradually soaking Xiaolongnu's clothes. The silk clothes were almost invisible when wet. Zuo Jianqing's hands were pressed tightly against Xiaolongnu's fair and smooth legs, and he couldn't help but feel aroused. Taking advantage of the bumps from running, he intentionally or unintentionally let his hands slide over Xiaolongnu's legs.

Xiaolongnu blushed, knowing that such a journey would inevitably lead to physical intimacy, yet she was helpless. The road ahead was sharp, and Zuo Jianqing, distracted, realized this too late, quickly suppressing his inner energy and slowing his pace. Xiaolongnu, who had been standing upright, was caught off guard, her voluptuous body crashing onto Zuo Jianqing.

Zuo Jianqing felt two full, supple mounds of flesh pressing against his back, a secret pleasure rising within him. He knew what they were; he had thoroughly enjoyed them in the cave that day. Those large, erect members had captivated him, leaving him unable to extricate himself. Every time he recalled that scene, his blood boiled.

Unconsciously, his lower body hardened, straining against his clothes like a mushroom. After rounding the bend, Zuo Jianqing said apologetically, "It was all my negligence, Master, that startled you."

"It's alright, just be more careful," Xiaolongnu replied calmly, seemingly unconcerned.

"Master, please be at ease. We'll be out soon." As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Jianqing instinctively raised his arms to make Xiaolongnu more comfortable, his hands also taking the opportunity to move upwards a bit.

A strange sensation washed over her; the area where Zuo Jianqing's hands had moved away felt cool in the breeze, and his damp hands almost touched her plump buttocks. Her lower abdomen pressed tightly against Zuo Jianqing's waist. Xiaolongnu felt embarrassed and wished she could get off his back immediately.

The two continued on their way, Xiaolongnu filled with unease. The jade pendant inside her body remained a source of anxiety. She racked her brains trying to figure out how to remove it. After much thought, she decided that she could only find an inn first and then make further plans.

Suddenly, a thought struck Xiaolongnu. She was now on Qing'er's back, out of his sight. If she were to reach into his crotch to retrieve the white jade fan pendant, as long as the movement was subtle, he would hardly notice. Thinking of this, Xiaolongnu's heart pounded, and two blushes rose from her beautiful cheeks… The weather in Jiangnan was unpredictable. Just moments

before

, the sky was clear, but suddenly a dark cloud appeared, obscuring the sun. The cloud gathered and soon filled the sky.

Zuo Jianqing continued running through the forest, enjoying the warm, soft flesh on his back. He was thoroughly enjoying himself when he suddenly felt Xiaolongnu's soft, delicate body shift slightly. Her smooth belly moved away from his waist. Just as he was feeling disappointed, a pair of full breasts pressed tightly against his broad back, and he was overjoyed. At the same time, he noticed a jade hand leaving his shoulder.

To avoid being noticed by Zuo Jianqing, Xiaolongnu shifted her body, arching her ample buttocks backward and removing her right hand from his shoulder. This position left her body unsupported, inevitably pressing her large breasts firmly against Zuo Jianqing's back.

Xiaolongnu placed her slender hand on her buttocks, her heart pounding wildly. After a long while, seeing no unusual reaction from Zuo Jianqing, she tentatively slipped her hand under her clothes from her waist.

Her hand gradually moved down, caressing her full, round buttocks. Her slender fingers traced the cleft, tracing a beautiful arc before reaching her crotch. It was still slippery, her underpants clinging tightly to her labia with a sticky fluid. Xiaolongnu blushed, and with a slight flick of her slender fingers, accompanied by a tingling pleasure, she pulled the underpants away from her vulva.

With her slender fingers placed on her slippery labia, Xiaolongnu eagerly probed into the peach blossom cave. Lubricated by the sticky fluid, her fingers slid in smoothly. The invasion of her sensitive spot sent intense stimulation through her entire body. Xiaolongnu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she couldn't help but tremble. She gritted her teeth, trying her best to suppress the restlessness in her body.

Her body could clearly feel the presence of that warm jade, yet her fingers couldn't reach it. Was it deeper? She wanted to go further, but found it was beyond her reach. She was extremely anxious, not wanting to endure the torment of that demon for even a moment longer. She thrust her chest and buttocks forward...

"Sizzle..." With a sound that only Xiaolongnu herself could hear, her middle finger deeply penetrated her wet and slippery vulva. She had just climaxed, and her body had become extremely sensitive. With the forceful intrusion of her finger, her extremely curved and plump body trembled slightly with excitement. Although she tried her best to suppress it, she couldn't help but breathe rapidly.

Zuo Jianqing noticed the change in the beauty on his back. Xiaolongnu's firm breasts pressed closer and closer to his back, the tips gradually hardening against his skin. Enjoying his master's voluptuous body, he felt a secret joy. Suddenly, he felt the flesh on his back slide downwards, seemingly pressing even tighter. He then noticed her full body trembling slightly, her fragrant breath hot and slightly rapid against his neck.

Zuo Jianqing's blood rushed to his head, and he couldn't help but slide his hands upwards a few inches.

Xiaolongnu's fingertips finally touched something warm and smooth. She was secretly delighted, but then felt the jade pressed tightly against the muddy, constricted flesh, smooth and round, covered in lustful fluid. Her fingertips slipped away as soon as they touched it, unable to gain any leverage. Xiaolongnu's heart tightened. She tried to circulate her inner energy, attempting to force the warm jade out.

The genitals are the most vital point for martial artists. No matter how profound one's internal strength, it's impossible to channel true energy to this place. Therefore, even if one cultivates an indestructible body, this one and only weakness will remain. Xiaolongnu tried several times, but all her efforts were in vain.

Xiaolongnu was sweating profusely with anxiety when suddenly an idea struck her. She channeled her true energy to her fingers, attempting to draw the jade pendant to them. With Xiaolongnu's skill, drawing objects from a distance was usually not difficult, but the warm jade was slippery and untouchable, and the pressure from the vaginal walls, coupled with the bumpy journey, made it extremely difficult to draw the pendant back.

As she moved forward, the jade pendant would sometimes slip from her fingers and sometimes be drawn back by the vaginal walls. After several attempts, not only did she fail to draw it out, but as her slender fingers probed inside her genitals, a tingling and itchy pleasure continuously assaulted Xiaolongnu's voluptuous body. After a short while, she was completely disoriented, drenched in sweat.

Sweat soaked their clothes. Zuo Jianqing felt the full body on his back becoming burning hot. With Xiaolongnu's rapid breathing, her two plump breasts bounced and rolled against his back. He could no longer resist and boldly slid his hands over Xiaolongnu's plump buttocks and thighs. His fingertips touched the inside of her thighs and found that the soft fabric there was slightly damp.

Xiaolongnu noticed his hands were not being honest and blushed. Just as she was about to say something to stop him, a deafening thunderclap suddenly rang out from the sky. Startled, she couldn't help but tremble.

"The heavens are really against us!" Zuo Jianqing cursed inwardly. He looked up at the sky and saw that the wind was rising and the clouds were swirling, the earth was dark and the sky was gloomy. Accompanied by the rumbling sounds, streaks of lightning flashed across the sky. Large, thin raindrops fell from the sky and pattered on the two of them.

"Master, this rain came so suddenly, let's find somewhere to take shelter." Zuo Jianqing said as he ran through the dense forest.

"That's good." The cold rain not only extinguished the flames that had just ignited within Xiaolongnu, but also dispelled her embarrassment.

"If I remember correctly, there should be a farmhouse nearby. Last time I passed by, I even went to ask for a bowl of water." Zuo Jianqing walked forward while looking around.

Xiaolongnu clung to Zuo Jianqing's back, letting him carry her around. The rain grew heavier and heavier, and the dense foliage could no longer keep out the rain. In no time, both of their clothes were soaked. Xiaolongnu could clearly feel Zuo Jianqing's hurried steps and thought to herself, "Qing'er must be mistaken. There are dense forests on both sides of the road; where would there be any houses?"

"Boom..." Accompanied by a clap of thunder, the rain intensified, becoming a downpour. It pierced through layers of branches and leaves, forming curtains of water in the forest. Both of them were soaked to the bone, and seeing no way to escape, Xiaolongnu grew anxious.

"That's it." Zuo Jianqing pointed forward. Xiaolongnu looked up and saw a lush green bamboo forest ahead, with a path winding through it. At the end of the path, the corner of a house was faintly visible. Her heart leaped with joy.

Zuo Jianqing leaped towards the house. Suddenly, they lost their shelter from the rain. The downpour was intense, and although they arrived in the courtyard in the blink of an eye, they were drenched. In the pouring rain, the house, so close yet so indistinct, was barely visible. They could only vaguely make out a main house connected to a side house, the typical layout of a farmhouse.

The main house's doors and windows were tightly shut, but the door to the side room was ajar. Without hesitation, Zuo Jianqing

carried Xiaolongnu on his back and pushed the door open. The room was empty, filled with firewood and wood, which appeared to be the owner's woodshed. Xiaolongnu quickly tumbled off Zuo Jianqing's back, feeling soaked to the bone. Her clothes clung to her body, and her long, black hair was completely drenched, with water dripping from the ends.

Xiaolongnu loosened her hair, letting it cascade down like a waterfall. She tilted her head slightly and wrung out the water from her hair. As the rainwater drained through her fingers, she felt a little relieved, but the wet clothes clung to her skin, making her quite uncomfortable.

If she were alone, it wouldn't be so bad, but with Zuo Jianqing right beside her, it was quite inconvenient. She didn't know what to do, so she looked up at him and found that he had taken off his shirt and was staring at her naked. Her face flushed, and she quickly lowered her head.

"Qing'er, shouldn't we pay our respects to the hosts first?" Xiaolongnu said softly.

"Master, the rain is very heavy right now. We can go and pay our respects when it stops. The hosts are a woodcutter couple, quite simple and friendly. They shouldn't mind our lack of courtesy," Zuo Jianqing replied.

"Alright." Outside, the thunder and rain continued, showing no signs of abating and even intensifying. Xiaolongnu frowned slightly, sighing inwardly, wondering when this rain would finally stop.

Zuo Jianqing's eyes were fixed on Xiaolongnu, seemingly spitting fire. Xiaolongnu was as delicate and alluring as a peach blossom after the rain. Her snow-white silk dress, already as thin as a cicada's wing, clung tightly to her body, now soaked with rainwater, revealing glimpses of her most alluring features. The

wet dress clung to her full, high breasts, the outline of her nipples visible at the full curves, making her even more enchanting. Zuo Jianqing's blood boiled at the sight, and he longed to pounce on her right then and there. He restrained himself, thinking to himself that being in the same room now was a perfect opportunity to woo her.

There were no beds or chairs in the room, only a large door panel lying flat against the wall near the main room, sandwiched between the wall and a pile of firewood. It was quite smooth and even. Zuo Jianqing quickly went forward, wiped the door panel clean with his own clothes, and turned to Xiaolongnu, saying, "Master, you can rest here for a while."

Xiaolongnu, barely clothed and already feeling uncomfortable, went to the other side of the door panel and sat down with her knees drawn up, about three feet away from Zuo Jianqing. Zuo Jianqing was shirtless at the moment. Although he was the junior, there was still a difference between men and women, and Xiaolongnu felt quite embarrassed. She turned her head away and quietly meditated.

The humble room, though small, had two doors facing each other, but they were already badly damaged and could not withstand the howling wind. Outside, thunder and rain raged, while inside, it was stuffy and damp. Only the sound of rain and wind pattering against the windowpanes could be heard, and strong winds occasionally swept through.

"Master, listen, there's a sound next door. The woodcutter and his wife must be home," Zuo Jianqing suddenly said.

In such a stormy weather, an ordinary person wouldn't be able to hear their own conversation clearly, let alone hear what's happening next door. But it's different for martial artists; the deeper their skill, the sharper their hearing and eyesight. Hearing this, Xiaolongnu instinctively listened carefully. Leaning against the wall, she could clearly hear the voices from next door.

"Coming to see me in broad daylight? Are you looking for death? Aren't you afraid Old Li will come back and chop you up...hehe..." a woman's laughing voice rang out.

"Hehe...how could he come back in this awful weather? If he really did...I'd die for you." A man's voice responded.

"Hehe...you good-for-nothing, all you've got is a sweet tongue."

"Just a sweet tongue? Haha, there's something else sweet about you, otherwise why do you love to eat so much?"

The words were lewd and obscene. Xiaolongnu's face flushed, and she instinctively glanced at Zuo Jianqing, only to find him also looking at her. She felt even more ashamed and quickly lowered her head, no longer daring to look at him.

"You rascal...hehe...don't be so hasty..." The woman's breathing became rapid.

The two sat silently on the door panel, the air thick with an awkward and restless atmosphere. But the more they sat there, the clearer the sounds from next door seemed. After listening for a while, they both vaguely guessed that the woman was having an affair.

"That woodcutter...is truly pitiful." Zuo Jianqing broke the silence first. "When I passed by last time, I saw that the couple was very affectionate and I was quite envious. I didn't expect...if he were to catch this adulterous couple, I wonder what kind of trouble would ensue."

Xiaolongnu was uneasy and couldn't think of any words to reply. Although she disdained morality and etiquette, she knew that the couple was violating common sense. She didn't understand why the woman, who already had a husband, would be willing to have an affair with someone else.

She and Yang Guo were deeply in love, pledging their lives to each other, so naturally she wouldn't fall for any other man. Na?ve and naive, she believed all relationships between men and women were like hers and Yang Guo's, so she couldn't possibly fathom this woman's thoughts.

After a while, the sounds from next door subsided, leaving only intermittent panting. Zuo Jianqing said, "Master, if you're uncomfortable, take off your clothes and wring them out. Your disciple... will turn around... won't peek."

Xiaolongnu's heart trembled at his words, her pretty face flushed. The wet clothes clung to her smooth skin, causing discomfort, but she said, "It's alright... we'll decide after the rain stops."

Zuo Jianqing knew Xiaolongnu was shy, and asking her to undress was like asking her to ascend to heaven. He looked around, and his gaze fell upon an iron nail standing upright on the wall above the bed. A sudden idea struck him, and he immediately stood up.

He unfolded his clothes, hanging one end on an iron nail and tying the other end to a protruding log, thus separating the area where the two of them would rest.

Zuo Jianqing stepped outside and said, "Master, you are ill; you mustn't worsen your condition. With your disciple protecting you, you can rest assured." His tone was full of concern.

Xiaolongnu was moved by his words, realizing he was concerned about her "illness." She hesitated for a moment, unable to refuse his kindness, and seeing that the clothes covered her quite well, she felt somewhat relieved and whispered, "That's fine too."

Her snow-white skin was damp, and Xiaolongnu could no longer bear it. She lightly loosened her silk robe, and in a moment, her snow-sculpted, perfect body was revealed. She turned around, quickly wrung out the silk garment in her hands, unfolded it, and channeled her inner energy. Wherever her jade-like hands touched, moisture rose, and in a moment, the silk garment was as dry as new.

Only her underpants were wet. Should she take them off too? Xiaolongnu blushed. Qing'er was so close, how embarrassing! But the once dry and comfortable feeling in her most private place tempted her. She sighed inwardly, bit her red lips, and reached her jade-like hands towards her slender waist...

Her slender fingers hooked downward, revealing her plump, white buttocks. Xiaolongnu suppressed her shyness, pulled her wet underpants down to her knees, then bent her slender waist, lifted her jade-like legs, and peeled the underpants off her jade-like body, leaving her voluptuous flesh completely naked.

She quickly wrung out the underpants, but one spot remained sticky and slippery where her delicate hand touched. Xiaolongnu felt a surge of shame, knowing it wasn't sweat or rainwater, but a precious fluid from her private parts.

Unconsciously, she probed her slender fingers into the crevice of her vulva, touching a sensitive spot that sent a shiver down her spine. She found it slippery as well, and felt even more embarrassed.

"Ah…you rascal…don't go in so deep…it hurts…um…" At that moment, sounds came again from next door.

"Could they already…?" Xiaolongnu's face flushed. She was naked and uneasy. Just as she was about to put on the underpants, a thought struck her. She was tormented by the jade pendant inside her and didn't know what to do. Wasn't this a golden opportunity?

However, she was only separated from Zuo Jianqing by a single garment, and she couldn't rest easy. But then she thought, the autumn rain could stop anytime soon; would she have to rely on Qing'er to carry her again on their journey? Thinking this, she made a silent resolution, biting her lip lightly, and her slender finger probed into the Peach Blossom Cave… Her heart was filled with unease, as if pricked by needles. This oppressive feeling made her heart pound wildly, and her breathing became rapid.

“Mmm… you slut… your pussy is so tight… it feels so good…” At this moment, a man’s voice came, just as Xiaolongnu inserted her middle finger into her vaginal opening. It was as if he was speaking to her right in front of her, and she felt a strange stimulation. A surge of heat flowed through her body, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

“You slut… you can’t stand not having your pussy fucked for a day… I’ll let you taste what’s good today…” the man continued to growl.

As if she were the one being defiled by the man, “Mmm…” Xiaolongnu couldn’t help but moan softly, and her vagina couldn’t help but gush with fluid. Her delicate body went limp, and she almost fell over, so she quickly stretched out her fair arm to support herself against the wall.

"Ah...good man...harder...don't stop...so good...ah...mmm..." The woman's moans were captivating, gradually rising in pitch, eventually mingling with the "slap slap" sounds of flesh colliding.

"Why is it so uncomfortable?" Little Dragon Girl felt unbearably hot all over, as if she couldn't breathe. Before even touching the jade pendant, her heart was already filled with desire. "What should I do? If only Guo'er were here." The scene of making love with Yang Guo couldn't help but float into her mind, the intense thrusting, the passionate outpouring, which she now missed madly.

Qing'er was just a few steps away. If he were to violate her now, would she still have the strength to refuse? Thinking of Qing'er, she couldn't help but think of the scene in the cave that day, when she swallowed his big penis. Suddenly, her mouth went dry, her body went numb, and a stream of love fluid gushed out of her vagina again.

"Clang..." With the sound of the window frame being blown open and then sliding back down, a gust of wind rushed into the room, lifting the clothes hanging in the air. Zuo Jianqing, resting on a wooden stake, was bored when he heard the wind and subconsciously looked in the direction of Xiaolongnu. Suddenly, a glimpse of spring caught his eye, making it impossible for him to look away.

He saw Xiaolongnu leaning against the wall, her smooth, jade-like body arched, her wet hair cascading over her smooth back, her round, full breasts hanging upside down in front of her chest, rising and falling with her heavy breathing. What made his blood boil most was that Xiaolongnu's plump, white buttocks were raised high, and one of her jade hands was reaching to her genitals, doing something unknown.

Feeling the breeze, Xiaolongnu turned her head, only to meet Zuo Jianqing's gaze. Her face paled instantly, and she quickly curled up into a ball, hugging her chest with her arms and clamping her legs tightly together, overwhelmed with shame, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to disappear into.

Her clothes quickly fluttered down, and Xiaolongnu was at a loss for what to do when she saw Zuo Jianqing lift the curtain, his arms bare, staring directly at her, panting, "Master, you..."

"You...you're not...get out..." Xiaolongnu was filled with shame and quickly turned around. Qing'er must have thought she was a lewd woman, but she didn't know how to defend herself, and her face turned red with anxiety.

Zuo Jianqing took the opportunity to hug Xiaolongnu's voluptuous body from behind. Xiaolongnu was caught off guard, feeling Zuo Jianqing's hot skin pressed against her smooth back, and something hard touching her buttocks through her clothes. She felt dizzy, and her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

"Master...I've missed you so much these days, do you want me too?" Zuo Jianqing's tone was urgent, his large hands roaming haphazardly over Xiaolongnu's smooth body.

Xiaolongnu panicked and grabbed Zuo Jianqing's wrist in her haste. Zuo Jianqing felt a numbness in his pulse as a powerful surge of yin energy flooded his body, rendering him immobile.

"Qing'er... don't do this... we can't make another mistake..." Although Xiaolongnu had subdued Zuo Jianqing, she was still struggling to breathe under his tight embrace, her soft voice trembling slightly.

"Master, I don't want to violate you... but I just can't control myself..." Zuo Jianqing sounded somewhat aggrieved.

Xiaolongnu sighed inwardly. Wasn't Yang Guo the same? Every time he wanted something, he would do anything, regardless of the situation, he would only be satisfied when he was satisfied. Perhaps this was a common trait among men.

"Master... you might as well kill me... it would be better than this..." Zuo Jianqing gasped.

Hearing this, Xiaolongnu was in turmoil. Ultimately, she couldn't blame Qing'er. For days, she had deliberately kept her distance, and although some physical contact was unavoidable, nothing had gone wrong. But fate had other plans; today she had stumbled upon a man and woman engaging in illicit relations, and then Qing'er had accidentally seen her naked. That boy, full of youthful vigor, how could he control himself? Even she, a woman, was almost overwhelmed by those lewd sounds…

"Master… if we could relive what happened in the cave that day… I would die… willingly…" Zuo Jianqing continued, seeing her hesitation.

Hearing him bring up the past again, Xiaolongnu's heart stirred. Her body was tightly embraced by him, her back pressed against his burning skin, and she felt a surge of desire.

"Ah… good man… penetrate me… so good… um… ah…" The wanton moans from next door made Xiaolongnu feel dizzy, her blood surging, and she almost lost her balance.

"I...can grant your request...but you must do one thing for me..." Xiaolongnu's mouth was dry, her voice broken and intermittent. Before she could finish speaking, her heart seemed to leap out of her chest. She simply couldn't believe these words came from her own mouth.

"Don't just say one thing...I'll grant a hundred!" Zuo Jianqing was overjoyed, his voice trembling with excitement.

"You can touch my body...but you can't really do 'that'...I can do what I did that day...for you..." Her beautiful voice grew softer and softer. Before she could finish speaking, Xiaolongnu's face and neck turned red, and she couldn't continue.

"Of course I will...I would never dare to...expect too much..." Zuo Jianqing was panting heavily, seemingly impatient.

Thick, hot breath gushed from Zuo Jianqing's nostrils, spraying onto Xiaolongnu's fair neck, making her heart tremble. Hearing that Zuo Jianqing had agreed to her conditions, she felt a great weight lifted from her shoulders. Her body went limp, and she couldn't help but collapse into Zuo Jianqing's arms, her jade-like hand naturally sliding away from his pulse point.

Overjoyed, Zuo Jianqing reached under her armpits and grasped her full breasts. Their firm yet supple texture stirred his blood; he had dreamt of this feeling countless times, and now that his desire was fulfilled, he let out a long sigh and began to knead them vigorously.

"Mmm..." Xiaolongnu groaned, a tingling, itchy sensation spreading from her breasts throughout her body. Her beautiful eyes were glazed as she watched her firm breasts change shape under Zuo Jianqing's large hands. Her blood surged, she gasped for breath, and her desire rose, her body becoming unbearably hot.

Seeing Xiaolongnu's proud breasts, his fingers sinking deep into them, Zuo Jianqing used his hands to lift them upwards. He leaned over Xiaolongnu's fragrant shoulder and took one of her already erect nipples into his mouth.

"Ah..." Xiaolongnu was struck as if by lightning, her breasts involuntarily rising, her head tilting back to rest on Zuo Jianqing's other shoulder. Zuo Jianqing sucked hard on her nipple, making a "tsk tsk..." sound, while his other hand pinched and played with her other nipple, his hard penis constantly rubbing against Xiaolongnu's buttocks and vulva through her clothes.

Xiaolongnu had previously suppressed her desire with great difficulty, but now she opened her body to Zuo Jianqing. Under his simultaneous attack from above and below, she was soon aroused to the point of losing her mind and unable to control herself.

After a while, Zuo Jianqing's hand slowly slid down Xiaolongnu's smooth, jade-like skin, and soon touched a full mound of flesh covered with thick, lush hair. He took a deep breath and continued to explore downwards, his fingers finally touching that already overflowing paradise.

Zuo Jianqing was overjoyed. He savored the sensation, finding Xiaolongnu's vulva full and thick, covered in a sticky, viscous fluid as his fingers slid across it.

"Ah...no...touch there...um..." Xiaolongnu's body trembled, releasing a gush of fluid. She tried to struggle, but her body was limp and powerless. As her labia were continuously caressed, waves of pleasure eroded her sensitive nerves, making her unbearably hot, and the pent-up desire within her was about to erupt.

"Um...ah...dear man...fuck me to death...so beautiful...ah..." The sounds of lovemaking from next door seemed intense, reaching Xiaolongnu's ears again. This time, unlike before, it aroused a strong sense of envy and desire, and images of intercourse unconsciously flooded her mind.

"Master...you've made my hands all wet...you want me too, don't you..." Zuo Jianqing released the fresh nipple from his mouth and whispered.

"No... ah..." Before Xiaolongnu could finish speaking, Zuo Jianqing inserted his middle finger into her vagina. She trembled violently, and a gush of fluid instantly flowed from her vulva, running down her smooth, creamy thighs. Her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the door panel.

Zuo Jianqing hadn't expected his master's body to be so sensitive. Seeing Xiaolongnu sitting on the door panel, leaning against his leg, her expression dazed, panting heavily, she looked even more alluring, and he couldn't help but feel

a surge of pride. "Master... let me see your back..." Zuo Jianqing said, bending down and manipulating Xiaolongnu's body. Xiaolongnu was now completely limp and boneless, completely at his mercy. In no time, he had her forced into a kneeling position.

"Ah...don't look..." Xiaolongnu knelt on the door, her hands supporting her slender, jade-like body as she lay prone, her plump, white buttocks raised high. She knew her most private parts were completely exposed to Zuo Jianqing's eyes. She had never assumed such a wanton posture even in front of Yang Guo, and she was instantly overwhelmed with shame.

She was both shy and secretly expectant, this contradictory feeling making it hard for her to breathe, causing her blood to rush, her face to flush, and her heart to pound. Inexplicably, she didn't move her body.

Zuo Jianqing's hands caressed Xiaolongnu's smooth, jade-like back. He saw that Xiaolongnu's skin was as white as snow, her entire body fair and delicate, without a single flaw. Such a rare beauty was about to be enjoyed by him, and he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

Seeing Xiaolongnu's plump, snow-white buttocks right before his eyes, Zuo Jianqing couldn't resist leaning closer. He could now clearly see her entire vulva; her thick labia were slippery and covered in clear, sticky fluid. With each occasional contraction of her labia, a milky-white fluid was slowly squeezed out, dripping onto the door panel and leaving a long trail.

Zuo Jianqing's blood boiled at the sight. He couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and deeply licking the most tender crevice…

"Ugh…" Xiaolongnu's snow-white body seemed to be struck by lightning. Her head tilted back, her hair falling over the door panel, her chest thrust out, her buttocks raised, her body taut. A gush of fluid spurted out, splashing onto Zuo Jianqing's face. He was dizzy from the stimulation, his blood surging. He couldn't help but kiss Xiaolongnu's entire vulva.

"Mmm…no…don't…do that…ah…" Overwhelmed by intense pleasure, Xiaolongnu felt as if a thousand ants were crawling inside her, and she couldn't help but cry out.

Zuo Jianqing held Xiaolongnu's smooth thighs in both hands, burying his face between her plump buttocks, sucking and licking, savoring the nectar flowing from her vulva.

Her most sensitive areas were being relentlessly teased by the man, eliciting shameful "tsk tsk..." sounds. Xiaolongnu was drenched in sweat, her vulva soaked, her plump white buttocks writhing involuntarily, emitting dreamlike moans. Zuo

Jianqing could no longer endure this. He straightened up, ignoring the sticky fluid still clinging to his mouth and nose, panting heavily, and hurriedly pulled his trousers down to his knees, revealing his hairy genitals, his thick, ugly penis already erect.

Xiaolongnu was immersed in physical pleasure when she suddenly felt Zuo Jianqing leave her body. A sudden emptiness filled her lower body; a cool breeze blew past, chilling her hips, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"Master... your disciple is here..." Zuo Jianqing finished speaking and grasped Xiaolongnu's slender waist with both hands, leaning forward, his penis pressing against Xiaolongnu's vulva.

"Mmm... no..." Xiaolongnu's face paled, feeling the thick glans thrust forward, parting her labia with the lubrication of her vaginal fluid. "Ah..." she cried out, the glans hard and hot, making her body tremble, a gush of fluid spurting out, her plump white buttocks swaying slightly.

"Do I really have to let him in? How can I face Guo'er?" Xiaolongnu's heart was burning with anxiety, knowing that as long as Qing'er thrust forward, the two of them could reach the peak of pleasure, enjoying that blissful sensation. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel unbearably hot, her throat moving, her heart filled with an uncontrollable anticipation.

"No..." In an instant, Xiaolongnu's mind flashed back to the moment she reunited with Yang Guo at the bottom of the cliff. That weathered figure, who had waited for love for sixteen years, was now looking at her with joy. Could Guo'er see her lewd appearance at this moment? Would he be heartbroken? "I can't betray Guo'er..." she cried out in her heart. If she and Qing'er committed adultery, how would she be any different from the adulterous couple next door?

"Disciple is going in..." Zuo Jianqing couldn't wait any longer. He thrust his buttocks forward and inserted himself deep into Xiaolongnu's body...

Xiaolongnu was shocked. In her haste, her plump buttocks instinctively sank downwards. Zuo Jianqing was caught off guard. His big penis rushed diagonally upwards, slipping off her wet labia. The glans slid up along the tender cleft of her buttocks, leaving a trail of slippery vaginal fluid. With a "smack..." the sound of flesh colliding, his big penis lay across the deep cleft of her buttocks, his thick testicles hitting her vagina.

"Oh..." Zuo Jianqing let out a long breath. Although he hadn't penetrated Xiaolongnu's vagina, the tight grip of his penis between her two plump buttocks still gave him a great sense of pleasure.

A hot penis was pressed between her buttocks, her labia pressed against her thick testicles, and her tender, snow-white skin was being pricked by the thick, messy pubic hair. Xiaolongnu was clearly stimulated by the feeling of their genitals being pressed together, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. If she had been even a fraction slower, the two of them would probably already be locked in a physical struggle. Thinking of this, her heart pounded wildly, and she felt a little disappointed.

"Mmm... Qing'er... Didn't we agree not to... really..." Xiaolongnu gasped, her voice soft and weak. "I can... use my mouth... for you..."

"Master... I really can't hold back... I don't want to leave Master's body for even a moment... Oh..." Zuo Jianqing panted heavily, his penis and testicles covered in lustful fluid. He couldn't help but twist his lower body, his penis rubbing against Xiaolongnu's cleft with the lubrication of the fluid.

"You promised me... you would keep your promise... mmm..." The bristly testicles slid across Xiaolongnu's labia, making her moan. At the same time, his hot penis scraped against her cleft, making her feel numb and tingly, her body trembling with excitement, and her lustful fluid gushing out.

"Disciple... promised Master... you wouldn't really... fuck Master..." Zuo Jianqing responded softly, his lower body continuing to twist.

Hearing this, Xiaolongnu immediately felt relieved. She secretly thought that if her buttocks could make Qing'er ejaculate, it would be better than using her mouth. Thinking of this, the scene of Zuo Jianqing ejaculating flashed into her mind, and she couldn't help but sway her plump buttocks to meet Zuo Jianqing's thrusts.

The big, hot penis moved in her cleft, and the thick testicles rubbed and hit her sensitive vulva. This friction of the genitals had already made their lower bodies a mess. With their writhing, they kept making "sizzling" sounds. Although it was not as good as actual intercourse, it still gave the two people burning with desire some comfort.

Outside the window, the thunder and rain continued, and the strong wind made the branches and leaves "rustle" and keep hitting the window frame. Inside the room, the spring atmosphere was strong.

"Oh... um..." Both of them breathed heavily, groaning comfortably at the same time. Xiaolongnu tightened her buttocks, gripping Zuo Jianqing's large penis tightly, swaying her plump buttocks wantonly, hoping he would ejaculate soon, but unknowingly pushing herself to the peak of lust as well.

Slippery lustful fluid covered Xiaolongnu's buttocks. Zuo Jianqing held her plump white buttocks, seeing that every time his glans touched the clitoris deep in her buttocks, Xiaolongnu's delicate body trembled. He couldn't help but have an idea. He aimed his glans at her anus, thrust his buttocks forward, and squeezed his glans in.

"Ah... no..." Xiaolongnu exclaimed, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. She felt her buttocks being forcibly stretched open by the hard, hot penis, as if it were splitting open, burning and sore, making her whole body involuntarily contract.

"Oh... so tight..." Zuo Jianqing breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling his glans enter a hot and tight place, making his blood rush to his head, and he even had an urge to ejaculate.

"No...don't...insert it there..." Little Dragon Girl was overwhelmed with shame. Guo'er had never even seen her anus before, yet today Qing'er had actually inserted it into her. The fiery sensation of penetration actually gave her a kind of pleasure. What was even more deadly was that her buttocks were spread open, causing her vagina to tighten, her fleshy cunt gripping the jade pendant inside her, causing her delicate body to tremble.

"Disciple shouldn't...not be disobeying Master's wishes, right...oh..." Zuo Jianqing felt that although the anus was tight, it had a strange suction force that made his blood boil. He no longer cared about being gentle with her. With a thrust of his buttocks, there was a "plop..." sound as his large penis went straight to the dragon's head, actually penetrating Little Dragon Girl's anus to the root.

"Ah..." Xiaolongnu's voluptuous body was jolted forward as if struck by a spear, her ample breasts trembling and surging. Her brows furrowed as she felt a hard, hot rod penetrate her from behind, a sensation both aching and throbbing, her buttocks burning as if on fire, making her whole body tremble.

Zuo Jianqing began to slowly thrust in and out. Thanks to the abundant lubrication, the movement was quite smooth. Xiaolongnu gritted her teeth, feeling discomfort but no pain. She had never imagined that a man could penetrate her like this, and each thrust from Zuo Jianqing brought her an indescribable thrill.

"Although he has penetrated me, it's not the same as real intercourse, so it shouldn't count as losing my virginity," Xiaolongnu thought to herself. "If this can help Qing'er release, it might not be a bad idea." Thinking of this, although she was overwhelmed with shame, she gave up the idea of resistance.

Xiaolongnu relaxed her body, and Zuo Jianqing's thrusts gradually became smoother, slowly opening her anus. Soon, as the tension gradually disappeared, Xiaolongnu felt no discomfort at all. Instead, she felt a pleasurable sensation of being invaded by a man. Each time her buttocks were spread open, her vagina contracted, tightly gripping the jade pendant. Coupled with the constant pounding of his testicles on her vulva, it produced a kind of intercourse pleasure.

"Oh...so comfortable...Master..." Zuo Jianqing's hands gripped Xiaolongnu's plump, white buttocks, his lower body thrusting forcefully. Xiaolongnu was drenched in fragrant sweat, panting heavily. Her snow-white, full body knelt on the door panel, trembling rhythmically, emitting moans that would make one's blood boil. If someone were watching closely, they would surely think that the two were actually having intercourse.

"Ah...um..." Xiaolongnu cried out in ecstasy, the complex pleasures in her lower body blending together, making her feel intoxicated. She couldn't help but twist her waist and snow-white buttocks, welcoming Zuo Jianqing's thrusts.

"Slap slap..." Zuo Jianqing's pace quickened, his lower abdomen slamming against Xiaolongnu's plump, white buttocks. "Master... I can't take it anymore... Disciple... I'm coming..."

"Hmm... Oh..." Xiaolongnu felt the penis inside her grow even thicker and the thrusting more violent, stimulating her to the point where she felt something about to flow out.

"Oh... Disciple... Can you ejaculate inside Master's... body..." Zuo Jianqing grabbed Xiaolongnu's ample breasts with both hands, lifting her mature, full body upwards, his lower body continuing to thrust even more violently.

"Master... Oh... Oh... Oh..." Xiaolongnu's body trembled, her beautiful eyes becoming vacant, her full chest heaving rapidly, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

"Disciple is coming... Ah..." Zuo Jianqing could no longer hold back, his legs kicking, he tightly embraced Xiaolongnu's full body, his throbbing penis penetrating the deepest part of Xiaolongnu's anus, gushing out streams of hot semen.

"Ah...oh..." Xiaolongnu cried out in a wanton voice, unable to hold back any longer. Her body convulsed,

and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a burst dam. Her voluptuous body trembled incessantly, an indescribable pleasure and enjoyment washing over her. For a moment, their bodies writhed tightly together, both crying out in pleasure, exchanging blows in their mismatched orifices. As streams of fluid gushed from their genitals, they experienced an orgasm they had never felt before.

After the passion subsided, Zuo Jianqing pressed Xiaolongnu against the door, panting heavily as he lay on her full body. His penis remained deeply embedded in her anus, unwilling to leave for a long time
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Chapter Twenty: Drinking and Talking
"Squeak..." The jarring sound of the door opening rang out, and Xiaolongnu felt a gust of cold wind rush in, causing her to shiver involuntarily.

"Ah...you..." A woman's scream rang out.

Startled, the two instinctively turned their heads simultaneously, only to see a middle-aged woman standing frozen in the doorway. The woman, her eyes brimming with desire and her clothes disheveled, stared wide-eyed and mouth agape in disbelief at the erotic scene before her.

The two hastily separated, and with a "smack," the half-erect penis was withdrawn from Xiaolongnu's slippery anus, bringing with it a stream of white fluid that splattered between her snow-white buttocks. Xiaolongnu was overcome with shame; her delicate and elegant face flushed crimson. She quickly sat up, frantically grabbing her clothes to cover her private parts.

"Oh, isn't this Young Hero Zuo?" Seeing their flustered state, the woman couldn't help but chuckle, recognizing Zuo Jianqing. "What brings you here?"

"You scared me to death! I thought your deadbeat husband had returned. Turns out it's just a pair of illicit lovers having an affair here." A lewd-looking man walked in, pulling up his pants and shirtless. When he saw Xiaolongnu's stunningly beautiful face, he was immediately struck by her radiant beauty. The fact that she was barely clothed, her body half-exposed, made him stare in a daze. He swallowed hard and murmured, "Truly...truly a beauty..." "

You..." Xiaolongnu was filled with bitterness and resentment. Her impulsive act with Qing'er was already wrong, but what made it even more humiliating was that the rain had stopped while they were in the heat of the moment, and their shameful and lewd scene had been witnessed by the homeowner. Overwhelmed with regret, shame, and anger, she didn't know how to react and tears streamed down her face.

Seeing the man leering at Xiaolongnu, Zuo Jianqing felt a surge of anger and murderous intent. He quickly pulled up his trousers and stood in front of Xiaolongnu, saying, "Please forgive my rudeness. If it weren't for the heavy rain, I would have already gone to pay my respects to Madam. Please forgive me."

"Oh, Young Master Zuo, what are you saying? It's a blessing from my past life that you can grace my humble abode with your presence again," the woman said with a fawning smile. "Just give the word, and I will prepare the large bed. Here... well, it's too much of a burden for you and your wife."

Zuo Jianqing said, "I appreciate your kindness, Madam, but could you please excuse us for a moment?"

"Of course, of course. I'll go prepare some wine and dishes. Please do me the honor of joining us for a drink later," the woman said with a forced smile, fiddling with her clothes, but she did not leave immediately.

Zuo Jianqing was taken aback at first, but then he understood. Last time, he had been generous, giving the woodcutter and his wife some loose silver, which must have made her think he was a wealthy man. This kind of mercenary woman naturally wouldn't miss an opportunity to make money. Thinking of this, he opened his bundle, took out a silver ingot, and threw it at the woman's feet, saying, "Then I'll trouble you, Madam. Is this enough?"

"Enough, enough, thank you, young hero!" The woman smiled broadly and pulled the man away.

Zuo Jianqing looked at Xiaolongnu and saw her clutching her clothes to her chest, staring blankly at the ground, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, like pear blossoms in the rain, making her pitiful. Knowing the humiliation she felt, he couldn't help but reach out and pull her into his arms, stroking her hair, and said softly, "Master, don't worry about it. These mountain folk don't know you." Xiaolongnu

couldn't help but choke up upon hearing this, two lines of tears falling from her beautiful cheeks, and feelings of regret and shame welled up within her.

Seeing this, Zuo Jianqing panicked and hurriedly said, "Master, don't be sad. I'll kill these two in a moment."

Xiaolongnu said softly, "Qing'er, I'm fine, but you mustn't... take their lives." Years ago, Yin Zhiping died for her, and Xiaolongnu felt guilty. Although Yin Zhiping had raped her, his crime didn't warrant death. After his death, Xiaolongnu no longer hated him and didn't want anyone else to die because of her.

Seeing Zuo Jianqing nod blankly, Xiaolongnu said again, "Turn around, I need to get dressed."

Zuo Jianqing laughed, "Does Master need to hide from me when she's dressing? What part of Master's body haven't I seen?"

"You..." Xiaolongnu's pretty face flushed, but she lacked the confidence to refute him and was speechless.

"Master, don't be angry, I won't look." Zuo Jianqing smiled and turned away.

Xiaolongnu felt uneasy, her buttocks and genitals sticky, with a sticky fluid constantly flowing from her anus. She knew it was Qing'er's semen inside her, and she felt extremely shy. Forgetting about cleaning herself, she hurriedly put on her clothes. Looking down, she saw a lot of milky white filth remaining on the door panel, and felt embarrassed, not daring to look any further. After

they finished cleaning up, Zuo Jianqing took Xiaolongnu's hand and said, "Master, let's go out."

Xiaolongnu looked troubled and whispered, "Qing'er, your master... doesn't want to see them again."

Zuo Jianqing knew his master's distress and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but suddenly they heard faint voices coming from the courtyard. The voices were very low, just whispers, but with their skills, they could still hear them clearly.

"That boy is really lucky. That woman is as beautiful and voluptuous as a fairy. If I could play with her for one night... hehe... it would be worth it for this lifetime..." they heard the man's voice say.

"Pah, a toad lusting after a swan! It's a miracle you even played along with me," the woman scoffed in a low voice.

"Did you see that just now? That figure, that skin, and those big breasts…my god…even a celestial maiden descended to earth couldn't compare…just one glance is enough to keep me ecstatic for half a year."

"Heh, your pathetic state is really annoying. You just slept with me, and now you can't even move when you see another woman…" The woman chuckled and continued, "I never thought such a perfect couple would be so lustful. They couldn't even hold back in the woodshed. I don't know how long they did it. If the rain hadn't stopped and that slut hadn't been screaming so loudly, we wouldn't have known there were people having sex in the woodshed."

"I really envy that kid, he made that beauty scream with pleasure. When we went in, her buttocks were still covered in white fluid... Hehe... If I had such a beauty by my side, I wouldn't mind having sex with her ten times a day..."

Zuo Jianqing overheard their conversation and secretly glanced at Xiaolongnu. Seeing her head bowed and her face growing increasingly red, he thought of his beautiful master's voluptuous body kneeling on the door, letting him ride and thrust on her plump, white buttocks, and the scene where they both reached satisfaction at the same time. He couldn't help but feel smug.

Xiaolongnu's face was flushed, and she couldn't listen any longer. She quickly tugged at Zuo Jianqing's sleeve, pointed to the window, and whispered, "Qing'er, let's go through the window."

"Disciple obeys." Zuo Jianqing knew his master was embarrassed and was about to go through the window.

"When you make tea for them later, secretly put this packet of sleeping potion in." The man's voice rang out again.

The two were startled and couldn't help but stop and continue listening.

"You don't want to live anymore? That guy surnamed Zuo knows martial arts!" the woman whispered.

"We'll be completely undetected, how could they possibly find out? Judging by how generous he is, he must have brought a lot of silver. If we pull this off, we'll be rich."

"Pah, you just want to sleep with that slut, don't you?"

"Hehe, so what? You give me the money, I want the woman. It's good for everyone. I've lived for decades and never seen such a beautiful woman. Of course, I can't let go of the fat meat that's already in my mouth. That big, fat, white ass... if I could put my foot in it... hehe, just thinking about it makes my mouth water."

"This... is your medicine effective?" the woman asked hesitantly. She was a greedy person and had clearly been persuaded.

Hearing this, Zuo Jianqing was furious. He said angrily, "These two scoundrels have gone too far. It's one thing to insult us with words, but they actually want to kill us. I'm going to kill them to avenge my master." With that, his tiger eyes widened in anger, and he was about to push open the door and rush out.

Xiaolongnu quickly grabbed him, saying, "Qing'er, let's just avoid them. Why kill them?"

"But..." Zuo Jianqing was furious and wanted to argue, but seeing Xiaolongnu's resolute gaze, his heart softened, and his anger vanished instantly. Unable to disobey, he could only nod in agreement.

The two then slipped out of the window, bypassed a couple in the courtyard, and quietly set off.

The sky was clear and blue after the rain, the air filled with the fragrance of earth, and a fresh, slightly damp breeze blew in, invigorating and refreshing.

After their lovemaking, both of them had rosy, radiant complexions and inexplicably light steps. Xiaolongnu had initially worried that the jade pendant inside her would cause trouble again, but after walking for a while, apart from a slight dampness seeping from her anus, she felt no other discomfort. She knew that after their earlier exertion, the pendant had been squeezed by her vaginal walls and washed away by the vaginal fluid, and had probably disappeared somewhere.

As long as it didn't torment her, she was fine; she could retrieve it when she needed to. With this thought, Xiaolongnu felt relieved and moved even faster, gradually widening the gap between herself and Zuo Jianqing. In less than half an hour, the two emerged from the forest and arrived at the official road.

There were no other pedestrians on the road at this time. Zuo Jianqing said, "Master, it's inconvenient for us to use our lightness skills on the main road. There's a post station ahead. We can hire a carriage and get to Yangzhou within three days."

Xiaolongnu nodded slightly and said calmly, "That's fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, they suddenly heard the sounds of carriages and horses in the distance. Zuo Jianqing frowned and said, "Master, we should be careful." He then pulled Xiaolongnu up and crouched down to hide in the bushes by the roadside.

Before long, the official road was bustling with noise. The two looked through the branches and saw a group of nearly a hundred people passing by in a grand procession. Some were in carriages, some were on horseback, and most were walking. Judging from their attire, they were mostly merchants and porters, and there were quite a few martial arts figures among them. They were in small groups and did not interact with each other.

In those chaotic times, Mongol troops invaded our land, and the imperial court was preoccupied with its own problems, leaving only bandits and outlaws to kill and plunder. This led to rampant banditry and widespread suffering. People traveling for a living, regardless of their social standing or even if they knew each other, would instinctively gather together to deter small groups of bandits.

"Are they members of the Demonic Sect?" Little Dragon Girl asked in a low voice.

Zuo Jianqing chuckled inwardly. Having traveled the martial world for many years, he was used to this kind of thing. He shook his head and said, "Master, don't be alarmed. They just seem to be ordinary passersby..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly caught sight of a familiar face in the crowd and his gaze froze. "Didn't she go to Peach Blossom Island? How come she's here?" he wondered to himself.

Soon, the noise subsided, and the two stood up. Zuo Jianqing pondered for a moment and said, "Master, the official road is long and easy to expose our tracks. It's safer for us to take the side road." "

You decide," Xiaolongnu said softly. Although she didn't know why Qing'er had suddenly changed his mind, she was secretly pleased. She disliked noisy places, so this was exactly what she wanted. Thus, the two walked side by side along the side road...

The group continued onward. They had started from Moling with a dozen or so people and had been traveling for three days. Along the way, new travelers joined them, gradually forming a large group of about a hundred people.

"Damn it, what kind of weather is this? It's suffocating me... cough... cough..." A burly man dressed as a warrior complained. He seemed quite angry, and his breathing was labored, causing him to cough.

Those nearby chuckled inwardly. The downpour had just passed, and the humidity was at its peak; it would be strange if it weren't muggy. This was typical August and September weather, something most people who traveled frequently were used to. This burly man, seemingly strong, turned out to be as delicate as a pampered young lady.

The burly man looked around, and seeing no one paying him any attention, he grew bored and reached out to pat the shoulder of the man next to him. "Brother..." Before he could finish speaking, the man's shoulder twitched, catching him off guard. His hand missed its target, and he stumbled.

"What are you doing?" the man asked, turning his head.

The burly man nearly stumbled, annoyed. Seeing that the other man was a thin, sallow-faced fellow, he snapped, "Brother, I'm not robbing you! Why

are you so nervous?" The sallow-faced man smiled slightly, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Brother, please don't be offended. I didn't mean it. What brings you here?"

The burly man waved his hand and said, "Never mind, never mind. I was

just feeling bored and wanted to chat with someone, but I've ruined my mood." The sallow-faced man secretly thought how close he had come to disaster. The journey had been quite smooth, but he had almost unknowingly revealed his martial arts skills. The martial world was dangerous; he should be more careful in the future.

It turned out that this man was none other than Huang Rong in disguise. She had been following the "Black Widow" Liu San Niang of the Demonic Cult from Mo Ling City, traveling day and night with the crowd for three consecutive days. She had been cautious, blending into the crowd without revealing her identity. As the crowd grew larger, it became even easier for her to conceal her true identity.

Huang Rong had initially thought Liu San Niang and her companion would hurry to Yangzhou, but instead, the two strolled leisurely with the crowd, whispering sweet nothings and enjoying their time together. At this rate, it would take at least four or five more days to reach Yangzhou. After

a short while, the group came to a fork in the road. Stone tablets on either side pointed the way: left for Xiangyang, right for Yangzhou. The crowd split into two groups.

Watching Liu San Niang and her companion head towards Yangzhou, Huang Rong was frantic. If she continued to follow, she didn't know how much longer she would be delayed. The martial arts heroes of Xiangyang were waiting for the He Shou Wu (a traditional Chinese medicine) in her baggage to save their lives, including her beloved children and sons-in-law. The thought of Xiang'er's painful groans filled her with anguish.

However, if the Demonic Sect and the Mongols joined forces, the consequences would be unimaginable. This concerned the fate of the nation and could not be ignored. Just as Huang Rong was caught in this dilemma, she couldn't help but think of Guo Jing.

Huang Rong recalled their years of arguments. Guo Jing was always more foolish than an ox and more stubborn than a donkey, making her both angry and loving. Although she was sometimes extremely unwilling, she always succumbed to Guo Jing in the end. Over the years, she had developed a habit of following Guo Jing's arrangements in matters of life and death. Guo Jing, seemingly dull, was never ambiguous when it came to matters of principle and had never disappointed her.

What would Guo Jing do in this situation? Without a doubt, even if there were mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, he would prioritize national righteousness and investigate the matter of the Mongol envoy to the end. Moreover, the Xiangyang matter required a three-pronged attack and had a three-month deadline, which could still be delayed. However, the current matter was urgent.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong sighed inwardly, "Xiang'er and Fu'er, you've suffered so much. Just bear with it a little longer, and I will definitely go back to save you as soon as possible." Having made her decision, she cast aside all her worries and followed Liu San Niang towards Yangzhou. To avoid arousing Liu San Niang's suspicion, she dared not get too close to Liu San Niang's carriage, but only kept a watchful eye on her from a distance, making sure she didn't disappear from her sight.

Around noon, the weather was unusually hot and humid, and everyone was unbearably thirsty. Suddenly, they heard a cheer surging from the crowd ahead. Huang Rong was already used to this and knew that they must have found an inn ahead. Sure enough, after turning a bend, a high hill appeared ahead, with a large flag fluttering in the wind, embroidered with three eye-catching characters: "Welcoming Guests Hill."

There was only one inn on the hill, a fairly large one, and everyone flocked in. Seeing Liu San Niang and her companion enter, Huang Rong followed. She chose a smaller table to sit at. After traveling for half a day, she was inevitably a little hungry. Normally, she would have ordered some rare and delicious dishes to enjoy, but now she dared not attract too much attention and simply ordered some tea, snacks, and of course, dried fruit and candied fruit.

Passersby continued to enter the inn, and in no time, both floors were full. Most people were hungry and tired after traveling for half a day, constantly urging the innkeeper to hurry. Once the food and drink were served, they began to eat and drink heartily, making the inn unusually noisy and bustling.

"Damn it, there are no seats left in the time it takes to take a piss. I'm having the worst day ever... cough..." A burly man coughed and cursed as he brazenly sat down in the seat opposite Huang Rong. "Brother, I'll just make do here."

Huang Rong looked up and saw that it was the same man who had struck up a conversation with her earlier. Although she was reluctant, she didn't want to argue with him, so she could only nod stiffly.

The burly man ordered five steamed buns, two catties of beef, and a pot of wine, and ate with great relish. Huang Rong watched him devour the food, finishing half in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. His appetite was similar to Guo Jing's, but far inferior to Guo Polu's. Thinking of Guo Polu, she felt a pang of melancholy and sighed inwardly.

"Brother, you're a man of your stature, why are you sighing like a woman!" Seeing Huang Rong's simple meal, the burly man pushed the food and wine towards her, saying, "We're destined to meet, brother will treat you to wine and meat."

Huang Rong was startled, realizing she had unconsciously revealed a womanly demeanor due to her recent emotional turmoil. Fortunately, he didn't seem to suspect anything, and she quickly replied in a rough voice, "Brother, I appreciate your kindness, but I have no appetite. You can eat it yourself." With that, she pushed the food and wine back to him.

"Hey, you can skip the meat, but you can't skip the wine. Give your brother some face." The burly man poured a cup of wine and offered it to Huang Rong.

"I don't drink," Huang Rong declined.

"Wandering the world, how can you do without wine? Drink this cup, and you'll have learned. If you want to be my friend, then drink this cup," the burly man urged.

Looking at his arrogant manner, Huang Rong felt she was belittling herself. She chuckled inwardly. This vulgar man was probably younger than her eldest son-in-law, Yelü Qi, yet he called himself "brother." But then she thought, didn't she also call herself "little brother"? She found it absurd and amusing, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her beautiful face beneath the mask.

Seeing the man's sincere gaze, Huang Rong felt a surge of goodwill. She couldn't help but recall the first time she left Peach Blossom Island, disguised as a ragged beggar, when she met Jing Ge. To her surprise, Jing Ge not only didn't despise her but also treated her to wine and meat, giving her money and horses. Thinking of this, a warm feeling flowed through her heart like a gentle stream.

"Alright, then I'll gladly accept your offer." Huang Rong downed the wine in one gulp. It was clear and fragrant, unexpectedly good wine in such a remote place, and she couldn't help but secretly praise it.

After a cup of wine, Huang Rong felt a lump in her throat. Since meeting Jing Ge that day, decades had passed in the blink of an eye. The innocent and pretty Rong'er of yesteryear had raised several children, and her figure had become as full and rounded as Yang Guifei's. She could no longer disguise herself as the clever little beggar. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lament the passing of time.

"Damn, that's great! I'm definitely making you my friend." The burly man said, taking a sip of his drink.

Huang Rong secretly pondered that in these chaotic times, very few people travel alone. She had been traveling alone, and even if she dressed plainly, she would inevitably attract attention. If she were to travel with this man, it would save her a lot of trouble. Just then

, the burly man filled two cups with wine and said, "Brother, your surname is You, your given name is Ping, and you are the eighth in your family. People in the underworld call me You Ba. You should have heard of me, right?"

Huang Rong chuckled inwardly. How could she possibly know these江湖江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world) figures? She said, "I'm not a jianghu person. Brother You Ba must be a very famous figure in the jianghu, right?"

You Ba said, "My reputation isn't that great, but if you mention 'Hunjiang Dragon' You Ba, people from both the righteous and the wicked will give me some face."

Huang Rong, eager to make his acquaintance, feigned surprise and bowed, saying, "So you are the famous 'River-Crossing Dragon,' brother! Although I am not a member of the martial world, I have often heard of your esteemed name. I will rely on you greatly in the future." "

Ahem...you're too kind," You Ba said, beaming with pride, clearly pleased and feeling as if they had known each other for a long time. He asked, "May I ask your name, brother? What brings you to Yangzhou?"

Huang Rong replied, "My surname is Huang, and I am the ninth in my clan. You can call me Huang Jiu." She blinked and added, "I am going to Yangzhou to visit relatives."

"Haha, Huang Jiu, it's perfect that you're my brother, You Ba. It seems we are truly destined," You Ba laughed.

"Brother, you must be on some big business trip?" Huang Rong, ever astute, naturally wanted to find out his background since she was interested in traveling with him.

You Ba grinned wickedly and lowered his voice, saying, "To be honest, brother, I'm going to Yangzhou to see my lover."

Huang Rong, seeing his lewd smile, immediately understood. Yangzhou had been a place of pleasure and debauchery since ancient times, attracting many lecherous men. This You Ba, seemingly rough and uncouth, turned out to be one of them. Displeased, she forced a smile and said, "I see. May I ask which brothel you've chosen?"

You Ba chuckled, feigning mystery, and said, "Brother, you don't know this. My lover isn't a prostitute, but a respectable woman."

Huang Rong asked curiously, "Oh, so..." "They're not courtesans, brother, why don't you marry them and bring them home so you can be together day and night and ease your longing? Why bother with such a long journey?"

You Ba laughed, "I'm afraid their husbands won't agree."

Huang Rong asked, "What do you mean?"

You Ba whispered, "Brother, are you really unaware or just pretending? Since ancient times, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen one. If I were to marry them, it would lose its charm, hehe." Upon hearing

this, Huang Rong suddenly realized what was going on, and her pretty face flushed. This You Ba must be having an affair with those unfaithful women. She had always despised such things and didn't bother to say anything more to him. She just said "Oh" and then fell silent.

You Ba, however, was beaming and continued, "Brother, is this your first time in Yangzhou?" Huang Rong nodded reluctantly. You Ba added, "Hehe, Yangzhou is a world of pleasures. I'll take you to a brothel to broaden your horizons."

Seeing Huang Rong lower her head and remain silent, he said, "Perhaps you don't like going to those places of entertainment?" He slammed his hand on the table, as if he had made a great decision. "Since we get along so well, it wouldn't hurt for you to give one or two of your favorites to me."

His voice was loud and clear, attracting the attention of those around him. Huang Rong's heart tightened, and she quickly said, "That's not what I meant. We can discuss this later. I suddenly feel hungry. Let's eat something first." In her heart, she chuckled, not expecting this boorish man to be so "generous."

"Alright." You Ba then called over the waiter and ordered some decent dishes. Huang Rong was naturally delighted to be treated. She hadn't eaten well for days, so she didn't stand on ceremony and savored the food.

You Ba launched into a long, rambling monologue, recounting his "chivalrous" exploits throughout the martial world. At first, Huang Rong was somewhat convinced, but when he mentioned his sworn brotherhood with Guo Jing, the Northern Hero, at the Guo family mansion in Xiangyang, and how Huang Rong, the heroine, had served him tea, she almost burst out laughing. She realized he was mostly making things up, but being obliged, she still readily agreed.

Upon further inquiry, Huang Rong learned that he had previously been a镖师 (bodyguard/escort) traveling by water, but had later given up that profession and started a timber business in Moling. In his spare time, he frequented Yangzhou, indulging in womanizing. You Ba became even more animated when discussing his romantic escapades, gesturing wildly with pride at the height of his enjoyment.

Seeing that he had nothing to offer in terms of appearance or talent, yet described her as being like Pan An and Song Yu, Huang Rong chuckled inwardly. Coupled with her previous impression, she naturally didn't believe him. Annoyed by his claims, she couldn't help but ask, "So many respectable women, how could you so easily become involved with them?"

You Ba laughed, "Brother, you don't know this, but most men in Yangzhou have been drained of their energy by courtesans. Naturally, they're exhausted when they get home. Therefore, the inner chambers of Yangzhou are full of lonely, yearning women. Brother, you've taken advantage of this, hehe."

Huang Rong said, "Losing your chastity is a serious matter; I'm afraid it won't be easy for you, brother."

You Ba whispered, "Of course, but as long as you use some tricks, it's not too difficult."

Huang Rong said, "Oh? Could you perhaps offer some guidance, brother?"

"Hehe, tempted, aren't you?" You Ba stared at Huang Rong and laughed

. "To do what we do, you have to be bold and willing to risk everything." Huang Rong heard him speak so seriously and wanted to know what he was up to, so she smiled and said, "I'm not lacking in courage."

You Ba said, "That's easy then. You need to understand the minds of those resentful women. They are mostly in their prime. Reputation is important to them, but the loneliness in their boudoirs is just as unbearable."

Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. She felt that these words were extremely grating. In recent years, Guo Jing had been busy with military affairs and had been ascetic, often neglecting her. Sometimes when they were alone, she couldn't help but feel aroused. She knew the feeling of unfulfilled desire all too well, and her pretty face blushed.

You Ba paused for a moment, then continued, "If a man appeared when they were burning with desire, capable of giving them multiple orgasms without fear of ruining their reputation, how could they not throw themselves at him?"

Huang Rong was extremely embarrassed upon hearing this. In Xiangyang City, people had always regarded her as a noble and virtuous goddess, and no one had ever dared to speak so vulgarly and blatantly in front of her. She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, but then she thought that she was disguised at the moment, and You Ba didn't know her identity, so she couldn't be angry.

Instead, she felt quite natural. Seeing that Huang Rong seemed to be deep in thought, You Ba reached out and patted Huang Rong's shoulder, saying, "Brother, as long as you can make them believe that you can protect their reputation, you can do whatever you want."

Huang Rong's heart stirred. These words sounded absurd, but upon careful consideration, they made perfect sense. In the past, when she was unbearably lonely, she had thought that if she could conjure up a man out of thin air, have sex with him, and then disappear without a trace, without anyone knowing, she probably would really throw her chastity to the wind.

Afterwards, she often blamed herself, feeling sorry for Jing-ge. But only she knew about it; although it was against common sense, it wasn't a heinous crime. Hearing You Ba mention it now felt like her thoughts had been exposed, and her face burned with embarrassment.

That day at sea, she had been overcome with lust and almost been raped by that audacious boatman. If she hadn't realized her mistake in time, she probably would have lost her virginity to him. Thinking of this, Huang Rong broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't help but look at the man before her with newfound respect. She thought

to herself that these lecherous men were truly cunning and ruthless, making it impossible to guard against them. If she was like this, how could ordinary women resist? Huang Rong began to believe his words somewhat. She usually punished evildoers, but such matters of adultery were always consensual, and although she despised them, she never interfered. Now, hearing You Ba's account, which revealed many intricacies, piqued her curiosity. She thought this was a good opportunity to find out more.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong clapped her hands and said, "Brother is absolutely right, I admire you."

"I've taught you all my secret techniques. How much you can understand depends on your comprehension," You Ba said, glancing around before lowering his voice. "The Hu family mansion in the western suburbs of Yangzhou is a good place to start. The old master Hu is frail and took a concubine three months ago. I was planning to make my move, but now it's your turn."

Huang Rong feigned delight, saying, "Thank you in advance, brother." Then she frowned, looking troubled, "But how can we get into that high-walled compound?"

You Ba smiled, "A year ago, I took a fancy to the third wife of the Liu family, and within half a month, I was in her bed. Would you like to hear about it?"

Huang Rong's heart pounded at the mention of it. Usually, she was only interested in military affairs and matters of justice in the martial world, rarely hearing the gossip of ordinary women about the affairs of men and women in the marketplace. Hearing You Ba speak of it now, she found it quite novel and felt a secret anticipation. She said, "Brother, don't keep me in suspense. I'll..." "I want to hear it."

You Ba laughed and whispered, "Brother inquired around and learned that the Liu family was short of a gardener, so he disguised himself as a gardener, bribed the Liu family's steward, and successfully infiltrated the Liu family. In less than three days, he found out where the Third Madam lived."

Huang Rong thought to herself that You Ba was quite cunning, and said, "Brother really put in a lot of effort."

You Ba said, "Without putting in effort, how can one reap the rewards? This Third Madam seems dignified and virtuous, but one night, I sneaked up to her window and actually spied on her touching herself while she was bathing. No wonder, since Master Liu is away from home all year round, she must be lonely and restless."

Huang Rong's heart trembled upon hearing this, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed for the woman. She secretly blamed her for being careless, that such a private matter could be spied on. She herself would be more careful before doing such things... Thinking of this, her pretty face turned red, and she secretly rejoiced that she was wearing a human skin mask, otherwise, how could she face people?

But then she thought, since she was currently disguised as a lecherous, sallow-faced man, it would be perfectly natural for her to talk about this, otherwise she would easily give herself away. So she put away her shyness and regained her composure.

"Not long after, the opportunity came. One day, the Third Madam came for a walk in the garden, and I pretended not to know, lying shirtless on the rattan chair." You Ba paused, then laughed, "Don't laugh at me, brother, but I even deliberately showed half of my buttocks, hehe."

Huang Rong imagined him at that moment and couldn't help but smile, saying, "And then, what was her reaction?"

You Ba laughed, "Hehe, I deliberately hurriedly put on my clothes and apologized to her. Seeing that I was honest, she asked me a few questions, and I said that I was from out of town, with no ties, and no relatives or friends in Yangzhou. That's when she remembered me."

Huang Rong said, "That's it?"

You Ba said, "Of course not that easy. This was just a test to lower her guard." He took a sip of wine and continued, "Until the eleventh day after I went to the Liu residence, when..." Around midnight, I came to her window again. I saw some light coming from her room and even heard some noises. So I poked a hole in the paper window and looked inside. Guess what?

Hearing his vivid description, Huang Rong couldn't help but reply, "Brother, please tell me."

You Ba said, "My God, I saw her lying naked on the table, her two white thighs spread wide apart. She was holding a cucumber and constantly poking it into her vagina, while she was making soft, sweet moans. It made my mouth water." Upon hearing this,

Huang Rong felt her blood rush to her head. She always used her fingers to masturbate and had never thought of using a cucumber. That woman actually had such a wonderful trick. It must feel extremely comfortable... Thinking of this, her pretty face flushed, her throat became dry, and she couldn't help but drink a cup of wine. With the coolness of the wine, a surge of heat rose from her lower abdomen, and she even felt a slight swelling in her chest.

You Ba continued, "I first tried to push the door open, only to find it unlocked. I couldn't resist any longer, so I stripped myself naked and then barged in."

Huang Rong listened intently, half-jokingly asking, "Brother, you have such courage! Did she give in?"

You Ba said smugly, "At first, she tried to resist and scream, but when she saw it was me, and that I was naked, she went limp. I told her how much I admired her, that I only wanted to fulfill my long-cherished wish, and that I would never bother her afterward, so she let me have my way."

Huang Rong couldn't help but ... "Really?" she asked in a trembling voice

. You Ba replied, "Would your brother lie to you? You don't know how seductive this woman is. I couldn't wait any longer and fucked her right there on the table. As soon as I entered her, she trembled all over, and her juices gushed out. It was so good that I came right then and there."

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong's body trembled. She felt hot all over and her chest was wet. She knew she had been aroused and her milk was overflowing. She couldn't help but think, "Oh no!" So she put her arms on the table to protect her chest.

You Ba continued, "Then I carried her to bed and fucked her until dawn. This slut was like a she-wolf in heat, exhausting me."

Huang Rong took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and echoed, "Brother, you have good skills."

You Ba smiled mysteriously and said, "What I've told you is just the tip of the iceberg. There's plenty of time in the future, and I'll slowly teach you some bedroom skills."

"Bedroom skills?" Huang Rong asked curiously. In the past, when Ouyang Ke teased her, he would ramble on about how good his bedroom skills were. Every time she heard this, she would blush. At the time, she thought it was just his joking and never thought that there was such a skill. At least she had never experienced it... Thinking of this, her pretty face blushed again.

You Ba said, "Exactly, it's the art of controlling women. It's unnecessary to use it against ordinary women, but if you, brother, use it, even the most famous woman in the world will become seductive and wanton, obediently submitting to you."

Huang Rong's heart stirred upon hearing this, and she asked, "The most famous woman in the world? Are you referring to the current empress?"

You Ba replied, "The empress is indeed famous, but there are still people who don't know her. The extraordinary woman I'm talking about is renowned throughout the world; everyone knows her."

Huang Rong pressed further, "Oh? There's such a woman in the world? Please enlighten me, brother."

You Ba slowly said, "Actually, you should have guessed it already. She is Huang Rong, the beloved daughter of Huang Yaoshi, the Eastern Heretic, the beloved wife of Guo Jing, the Northern Hero, the former leader of the world's largest gang, and the universally acknowledged female strategist of the martial arts world."

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