【Ten Scenes of Darkening】(Chapter 1: The Great Battle of Heroine Village)

The woods were shady, filled with birdsong; it was the height of summer, a time of blooming flowers and fragrant blossoms. A handsome young man of about twenty

years old galloped through the woods on horseback. He had striking features,

with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a robust build, and rode a magnificent white steed—truly a reincarnation of Zhao Zilong of Changshan, dashing and awe-inspiring. This was

Xiang Yang, the eldest disciple of the renowned master Hua Xuanqing. Several days earlier, his junior brother Wen Yuan had found him at the Jingwei Prince's residence, informing

him of the joint attack on Jin

Guo Zhuang by the Imperial Mausoleum, the Dragon Palace, and the Divine Camel Gang from beyond the Great Wall, and requesting his assistance. Wen Yuan would remain in the capital to continue gathering intelligence on his uncle Ren Jianqing, and would meet them at Jin Guo Zhuang in three days. Thus, Xiang Yang bid farewell to his beloved

Wan Yan and rode without stopping.
"In another quarter of an hour, we should be at Jin Guo Zhuang," Xiang Yang thought to himself, when suddenly he saw a

vast , and he quickened his pace.
After galloping for a while, he suddenly saw a group of people attacking a woman riding a white horse in the distance. The woman

seemed to be exhausted, her moves were a little chaotic, and she charged left and right on her horse, but couldn't break through the encirclement. Behind the woman, a

man riding a camel drew his bow and arrow, and seizing an opening, he released it swiftly. The arrow was like a

shooting star, aimed straight at the woman's back. He watched the arrow rushing towards him, unable to suppress a cheer in his heart, and even struck a victory pose. Suddenly, a

black shadow , and the arrow changed direction, shooting towards him. No one could describe the speed of that arrow. In just

a moment, he lost consciousness, and before he could even show a shocked expression, he left this beautiful

world forever.
Xiang Yang's appearance was breathtaking. Before anyone could react, he had already swiftly led the woman out of

the encirclement and leaned her against a large tree. "Miss, you are injured. Please bandage yourself first. I'll

handle ." Xiang Yang was highly skilled and daring, and he kept his back to the crowd the entire time, completely disregarding them.
"Who are you?" the woman asked first, reacting quickly.
"I am Xiang Yang. Are you from the Heroine Village?" As he spoke, he deflected several arrows that had been thrown at him from behind,

piercing the attacker's chest. Everyone was terrified, frozen in place. For the first time, they

felt death so close.
The woman paused slightly, then nodded, saying, "Indeed, I

am Wen Yuan's senior brother, indeed quite imposing. You also have a junior sister, Hua Xuan, who is currently a guest at Jin Guo Manor."
"Oh? Junior sister is here too?" Wen Yuan had mentioned that he and Hua Xuan had gotten separated, but it turned out Hua Xuan was also at Jin Guo

Manor, which put Xiang Yang at ease.
As the two were talking, several screams came from behind them. They couldn't bear the eerie atmosphere;

the process of waiting for death was always a hundred thousand times more terrifying than death itself.
"Who are you, brat? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Dragon Palace Sect and the Divine Camel Gang!" At the same time the words reached Xiang

Yang's ears strange sound of wind whistling past. A five-foot-tall bronze bell flew towards him with unstoppable force. Xiang Yang didn't care,

casually channeling his Nine Revolutions Profound Technique and striking out with a thunderous palm, meeting the bronze bell head-on. A deafening sound rang out, and the bronze bell

flew back, the person holding it kneeling on the ground, panting heavily. Xiang Yang stood there nonchalantly, but had already

turned around.
"What a fine bronze bell," Xiang Yang exclaimed, his hand still numb from the blow, his fighting spirit

ignited .
"Fourth Brother, what's going on?" Several more young men arrived on horseback, all wearing dragon-patterned belts.
"Someone dares to disturb the Dragon Palace Sect's business," said the man holding the bell.
"Oh? Then I'll have to deal with him." With that, he dismounted, drew his sword, and glared at Xiang Yang, shouting angrily:

"Boy, state your name! I don't spare nameless souls under my sword!"
Xiang Yang sneered: "I am Xiang Yang, merely an unknown nobody in the martial world, but I have the honor of

learning from the Dragon Palace Crown Prince!"
"Good! I, Crown Prince Ya Zi, will make you die by my sword today!" With that, he unleashed the "Dragon Flip Sword Technique" to attack Xiang Yang

.
"Well done!" Xiang Yang also unleashed his Thunder Palm strike.
"Suanni, Bian, Chiwen, this thief is formidable! Let's attack together and tear him to pieces!"

shouted the man holding the bell. The three immediately responded and attacked simultaneously.
"I'm not afraid of any number of you!" Xiang Yang roared, his palms swirling in a circle. With a long howl, he

unleashed a powerful strike, the "Thunder Drum Battle," immediately halting the fierce attack of the four princes of the Dragon Palace, creating a

stalemate .
"Young Master Xiang, the manor is in grave danger! We hope you can finish this quickly." At this moment, Madam Shi had already bandaged her wounds.
Hearing this, Xiang Yang increased the force of his palm strikes, but the four princes were no pushovers either. He could only say, "Manor Lord Shi, please

return to the manor to provide reinforcements first. I will deal with these people and then proceed."
"Alright, Young Master Xiang, please be careful." With that, he mounted his horse and galloped towards the manor, killing all who tried to stop him with

flying stones thrown by Madam Shi.
"Don't run, Madam Shi!" Ya Zi's eyes were bloodshot, but he was held back by Xiang Yang and couldn't break free, so he could only sigh in despair.
The battle in the manor intensified, the manor gate had been breached, and Ling Yunxia and Lan Lingyu were leading the women of the manor in a fierce fight against

the enemy . Suddenly, a white horse galloped in, and the woman on horseback swung her palm with her left hand and threw stones with her right, sweeping away all who went in her path.
It was Madam Shi who had arrived.
"The Great Manor Master is back!" "Great Manor Master!" With their commander back in place, the women were invigorated and full of fighting spirit, and soon

they drove the enemy out of Jin Guo Manor.
"Second Sister, how are you feeling?" Madam Shi asked Ling Yunxia.
"I feel a little short of breath, but I'll rest a bit, and I can still fight for a while."
"Where is Fourth Sister?" Madam Shi looked around, but Yang Xiaojuan was nowhere to be seen.
"Fourth Sister has led a dozen female disciples to fight in the back mountain."
"That little girl is too straightforward; don't let her fall into the enemy's trap. I'll go find her
," said Madam Shi. "I'll go. Eldest Sister still needs to stay in the manor to guard against enemy attacks," said Third Master Lan Lingyu.
"Alright, Third Sister, be careful."
...
In the dense forest of the back mountain, not a single bird was to be seen. Leaves rustled in the wind, bringing a refreshing coolness. Interspersed among the sounds was the faint

, melodious sound of a flute, but the music seemed to have a sinister undertone. Following the sound, as they approached, they could

hear a woman's soft, intermittent breathing, occasionally mixed with the sound of tearing clothes and a man's lewd laughter,

stirring up all sorts of fantasies. Getting closer, they could see a pretty young girl lying on a large rock. It was

Yang Xiaojuan, the fourth master of the Heroine Manor. At this moment, her face was filled with shame and indignation, and torn strips of clothing were scattered all around her.

A fat man was on top of her, kissing and touching her. The girl was only wearing a pale yellow bodice,

her body drenched in sweat, her thin underpants already soaked with her juices, clinging tightly to her lower body, her high, swollen mons pubis and

dark pubic hair faintly visible, incredibly alluring. There were six or seven other men and a beautiful woman around,

one men playing an iron flute.
"Uh...you bunch of villains...if you have the guts, let me

go, let's have a fair fight...using these underhanded tricks...I...I...uh...ah!...no..." Another

sound of tearing clothes, followed by bursts of lewd laughter from the men.
"Master Yang, what an alluring body! Look at this cunt, so pink and tender, opening and closing, oozing

juices, you must be longing for my treasure, right?" The fat man on top of her teased Yang Xiaojuan's

exposed vulva with his fingers.
"Yun Feichang...you...you despicable...uh...ah...don't touch me!" Yang Xiaojuan was extremely ashamed,

desperately kicking the fat man's chest with her long, slender legs, trying to kick away the lecherous thief who had offended her.

However, she was controlled by the flute music and was powerless. It was as if she was rubbing her tender feet against Yun Feichang's chest

, unable to stop the fingers ravaging her private parts. Yun Feichang even cried out in pleasure, making Yang Xiaojuan's eyes fill with tears.
Yun Feichang withdrew his hands and held her slender ankles, playing with them. Later, he even licked and gently bit her delicate

pink feet. "Master Yang is quite spicy...if it weren't for the 'Wind and Moon Flute Immortal's' Kuang

Mengming, I'm afraid I would be seriously injured even if I didn't die..."
This Yun Feichang was one of the infamous "Four Non-Husbands" in the martial arts world. The "Four Non-Husbands" were Kou Feitian,

Yun Feichang, Tang Feidao, and Mo Feishi. The four were not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also lecherous. Kou Feitian was none other than the

deposed Emperor Zhu Yunwen, who was forced into exile after his throne was seized by his uncle, the Prince of Yan, Zhu Di. However,

during took with him the Imperial Seal Manual, the most prized possession of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, and practiced it rigorously, becoming the greatest martial artist
in the land. With no hope of regaining the throne, he began committing atrocities to vent his anger, forming the Four Non-People and establishing the "Abyss

of Sin ," committing countless evil deeds. Later, he learned of the miraculous effects of the Ten Scenery Silk from Han Xuqing and

made a deal with him. Long Yuqing, jealous of his junior brother Hua Xuanqing's superior abilities, betrayed his sect after his master's death, joining

the Imperial Mausoleum Sect and becoming its leader. As the eldest disciple, he naturally knew the secret of the Ten Scenery Silk and searched for it

extensively
his relationship with Han Xuqing fluctuating. Kou Feitian, recognizing their conflict, planned to use them to collect the Ten Scenery

Silk before seizing it himself. Poor Long Yuqing was unaware that he was merely a pawn, initiating

this . Kou Feitian feigned cooperation, sending Yun Feichang and Mo Fei to monitor him. Mo Fei was the only one

who knew the inside story, and his status was second only to Kou Feitian. Although this operation was ostensibly for surveillance, it was actually just a pretext

to enjoy beautiful women. So he arranged for the Dragon Palace to send four princes and members of the Divine Camel Gang to intercept the reinforcements from the Women's Village at the foot of the mountain, while

he and his second brother, Yun Feichang, searched for beauties in the mountains. Unexpectedly, they encountered

Yang Xiaojuan, who was engaged in a fierce battle with the Divine Camel Gang's Twin Eagles, "Wind and Moon Flute Immortal" Kang Chufeng, and others in the back mountains. They immediately captured her and took advantage of her on the spot. Yang Xiaojuan was stubborn

by nature and refused to submit willingly. Kang Chufeng played the aphrodisiac "Mad Dream Cry," making Yang Xiaojuan

weak all over and filled with lust, unable to resist at all.
"Ugh...stop...you...old...old scoundrel...half a foot...ah..." Yang Xiaojuan

felt her feet covered in saliva, utterly disgusted, yet strangely pleasurable. Her beautiful vulva was being constantly rubbed by Yun's extremely thick

and magnificent penis, several times aiming precisely at her tightly closed jade gate, inserting half of the glans, making

Yang Xiaojuan's heart leap into her throat. She could only keep cursing to distract herself from the pleasure, but how could a naive

young girl be a match for a seasoned lover? As she cursed, she suddenly felt a warm current rising in her lower abdomen, as if she was about to lose

control of her bladder. Terrified, she panicked and quickly tensed her lower body muscles, thinking, "No, I, the dignified fourth

mistress of Jin Guo Manor, how can I lose face in front of these lecherous thieves? If I really urinate, it will be so shameful."
Inexperienced as she was, she had no idea that it was a sign of an impending orgasm, how could she hold it in?
"Does Master Yang want to release the water? Hehe... Go ahead and release it... and give my treasure a bath while you're at it

... hehehehe..." Yun Feichang noticed Yang Xiaojuan's reaction and naturally understood what was going on. He accelerated his

thrusting , intensifying the friction.
"Ahhh... you bastard... ahhh..." Yang Xiaojuan couldn't understand how

the fat man on top of her knew what she was thinking. Suddenly, her lower body spasmed, her eyes rolled back, and a gush of fluid gushed out,

spraying onto Yun Feichang's egg-shaped glans. "Hahahaha..." After the orgasm, Yang Xiaojuan collapsed weakly

on the stone, breathing heavily. Two lines of clear tears slid down her pretty face, the afterglow of the orgasm turning into

patches of blush on her cheeks.
"Oh... hahahaha, what a top-quality slut, she actually squirted on her first time." Yun

Feichang laughed , and sinister laughter echoed around them.
"He said squirting? What's squirting? Oh dear, why am I thinking about this? I actually lost control of my bladder because of this

lecherous scoundrel , waaaaah!" Yang Xiaojuan felt extremely ashamed.
"Hero Yun, hurry up and deflower this slut... so we can also taste the flavor of Master Yang Si, ahahahaha

." The Eagle Envoy could no longer contain himself.
"Alright, hehe, Master Yang, you've had your fun, now it's my turn." Yun chuckled lewdly,

grasping one of Yang Xiaojuan's long, slender ankles with each hand. He then slowly lifted her long, jade-like legs, gradually raising them

along both sides of her body until they almost folded Yang Xiaojuan's soft, snow-white body in half.

He then pinned her legs under her armpits, pressing her slender calves behind her pink back, making her ankles

overlap , wedging them against her pink neck. This caused her fair arms and beautiful legs to intertwine, her not-so-full but

pert buttocks to protrude high, her constantly opening and closing petals unable to close, like a spring constantly

gushing out lustful fluids. Yun was extremely itchy and unbearable to watch. His large glans pressed against that spring, and he ripped off her bodice,

revealing her not-yet-fully-developed breasts. He grabbed one in each hand and kneaded them hard, finding them

incredibly elastic, and then pinched them a few more times.
"Ah...you lecherous scoundrel, take that filthy thing away...no...don't..." Yang Xiaojuan was as anxious as an ant on

a hot pan , but her whole body was weak and powerless, and she could only shake her head wildly, her beautiful hair flying.
"I'm your first man... hahaha."
"No... no... ah!!!" The already fully lubricated flower passage couldn't stop the flowing penis

. With a muffled thud, the thick little fist tore through the thin membrane and struck the flower core,

destroying Yang Xiaojuan's virginity...
Yun Feichang felt that the vagina was unusually tight, tightly holding his treasure. When he pulled out slightly, the powerful

suction pulled the penis back in. He felt an indescribable pleasure and immediately began to thrust in and out with great force.
"Ah ah... pull it out... you bastard... lecher... this Japanese girl will... will definitely

... tear... you... to pieces... ah ah..." Yun Feichang showed no mercy. Yang Xiaojuan was only

sixteen years old, and her body was not yet fully developed. In addition, she had practiced martial arts for many years, so the tightness of her vagina was unimaginable. Even

with full lubrication, how could it accommodate a magnificent penis as thick as an infant's arm and more than two feet long? Yang Xiaojuan felt her lower body

swell, as if it would be torn apart at any moment. The wound of her deflowering was constantly being poked and pierced, causing her to sweat profusely from the pain. However,

the flute music made her shrill screams sound like seductive moans, unable to vent her inhuman pain. It was truly

a living hell.
"What a slutty little girl... she actually squirted four times in a row... it feels so good..." She

was already unable to bear it under Yun's very experienced manipulation, and with Kang Chufeng's "Mad Dream

Cry" that was specially designed to arouse the desire of young girls, Yang Xiaojuan could only be forced to orgasm again and again against her will. This made Yun very happy.

The frequency of his lower body thrusting did not decrease but increased. The sound of their lower abdomens hitting each other, the "gurgling" sound of thrusting, and the wet

lower body constantly aroused the desire of every man. Shuangyingshi couldn't help but reach into his crotch and masturbate

, wishing that he was the one pressing down on that young and alluring body.
Yang Xiaojuan felt as if her lower body was being pierced by a hard branding iron. With each withdrawal,

it felt as if her vaginal walls were being pulled out of her body. With each thrust, it felt as if the iron was about to pierce her uterus and penetrate her stomach.

Because of this difficult position, all the bones in her body were trembling, as if the next impact would cause them to fall apart. Her muscles

were spasming, and gradually she felt her legs begin to cramp. Because of the multiple orgasms, her body was flushed with a charming pink,

which made the man more and more violent with each thrust. Her cries were more and more seductive, the pain was more and more intense,

and the pleasure was more and more overwhelming... Her mind was becoming more and more blank, and she even forgot to curse. She just

reflexively moaned along with the man's thrusts... Her chest was heaving, and waves of milk were rippling out...
"Fourth brother, do you want to try a double round...?" A quarter of an hour had passed, and Yun Feichang was too

embarrassed to leave Mo Feichang alone.
"Hehe, no need, brother. You're so strong and powerful, this little girl's eyes are rolling back and her tongue is

half sticking out. If I give her another mighty one, she might really become a goddess..."
Seeing Yun Feichang's unwilling look, Mo Feishi went along with it.
Hearing Mo Feishi's filthy words, Yang Xiaojuan wanted to retort, but the violent thrusts pushed her back, and

she responded with a series of "woo woo ah ah" sounds, which only attracted more ridicule. She really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
After another incense stick's time, Mo Feishi also became a little impatient, so he said to Yun Feichang, "Brother

, play slowly. I'm going out for a walk to see if there are any pretty girls left." After saying that, he leaped and flew more than ten feet away

...
"Why is the back mountain so quiet? There's not a trace of a fight. Where did Fourth Sister go?"

Lan Lingyu wondered to herself. She had already searched the area around the back mountain, but she couldn't find Yang Xiaojuan. She was extremely anxious. She

had only returned to the manor yesterday, where she had been impaled in her vagina by a small branch by Da Murong and then engaged in a fierce battle with Prince Yazi.

Today, she had suffered another series of battles, leaving her utterly exhausted. But being stubborn and strong-willed, a

true female general, she refused to obediently stay in the Heroine Manor to recuperate. She forced herself to come and find her sworn sister despite her fatigue.
Perhaps he was wandering aimlessly in the back mountains. The scene of lovemaking he had just witnessed was truly alluring, but he couldn't

very well compete with Yun Feichang. Although he surpassed Yun Feichang in every aspect, and held

a higher position among the "Four Non-Humans," they were still brothers. There was no need to cause discord over a woman. He figured Yun Feichang was incredibly capable and

wouldn't finish in less than an hour. Even after he finished, Yang Xiaojuan would be half-dead from the abuse and unable

to withstand another round of torment. Rather than waiting there in vain, he'd rather catch a lamb and slaughter it himself.
Suddenly, Mo Fei's eyes lit up. A beautiful young woman was walking towards him. She had red lips and fair skin,

a pretty face, and bright, intelligent eyes. She held a pair of flying swallow halberds, exuding a heroic spirit. Dressed in a blue military uniform, she

accentuated her curvaceous figure, as tempting as a ripe peach.
"Hehe, the Heroine Manor is truly full of beauties..." Mo Fei thought smugly. With a leap, he

blocked Lan Lingyu's path.
"Little girl, tell me your name?"
Lan Lingyu saw his frivolous words and lewd eyes. She immediately held the halberds to her chest and glared angrily: "You dog,

today I, Lan Lingyu, will take your life!"
"Hahaha, so you are the third master of the Heroine Manor. No wonder you are so charming when you are angry. Today, I will make sure

you don't last more than 300 rounds under my crotch..." With that, he lunged forward, his hands forming claws as he attacked Lan Lingyu's

high, bulging breasts.
Seeing his vulgar attack, Lan Lingyu was enraged and fiercely countered with her pair of flying swallow halberds. "Bah,

shameless lecher, prepare to die!"
Perhaps his martial arts were so high that, looking across the martial world, probably only Kou Feitian could rival him, not to mention that Lan Lingyu

was only eighteen or nineteen years old and her martial arts skills were limited. Just as the twin halberds were about to sever his hands, Mo Feishi

slipped under the sword, sliding from either Lan Lingyu's left or right behind her, tightly embracing her alluring

body from behind. His hands, like claws, gripped her full breasts, forcefully lifting Lan Lingyu up: "Hehe,

I'll squeeze your breasts if I want to, can you stop me?"
"You villain, let go! Shameless! Ah…" Lan Lingyu was filled with shame and anger, but being restrained from behind,

no matter how she swung the twin halberds, she couldn't harm her enemy in the slightest. As her body was lifted off the ground, all her weight concentrated

on her proud breasts, causing Lan Lingyu to cry out in pain. Instinctively, she leaned back against Mo Feishi's

body seeking a foothold.
Mo Feishi greedily kneaded those captivating breasts, finding them incredibly elastic and irresistible. Lan Lingyu…

Yu arched her buttocks backward, the soft yet elastic flesh rubbing against Mo Fei's skin, sending a wave of pleasure through him.

He thought, "Hehe, this little beauty has quite the figure; I've really struck gold today."
Lan Lingyu's breasts were captured, and she was instantly thrown into disarray, her legs flailing wildly. Suddenly,

she cried her face flushed crimson. It turned out that Mo Fei was tall and robust, a full head taller than Lan Lingyu

. He slowly lifted her up, and after a while, their lower bodies were joined together. Mo Fei's already erect

member pressed powerfully against Lan Lingyu's full, firm buttocks, eliciting her gasp.
"Bastard... let go of your filthy hands! Ahh..." Lan Lingyu struggled, suddenly twisting her waist,

trying to turn around and poke a hole in Mo Feishi's face. However, Mo Feishi's hands were like iron clamps, not letting go at all.

Lan Lingyu could only turn half her body around, but her soft private parts were pressed against Mo Feishi's huge penis,

rubbing against it for half a turn. The stimulation made Lan Lingyu let out a soft "Oh..." sound, her sexy little mouth forming an "O" shape, and

her whole body went limp.
Mo Feishi had just watched Yun Feichang and Yang Xiaojuan's lovemaking, and his penis was already throbbing painfully. Now, stimulated by the even more

mature and beautiful Lan Lingyu, how could he possibly hold back?
"Alright, I'll put you down now." With that, he twisted his hands and tossed Lan Lingyu into the air, sending her flying in

a beautiful arc. Lan Lingyu barely managed to stop herself when she suddenly felt a chill on her chest. She saw Mo Fei grinning lewdly,

clutching a piece of blue cloth in each hand. She quickly covered her chest with her hands, but how could two delicate hands possibly

cover her full breasts? "You lecher! You despicable scoundrel!"
Mo Fei was also stunned. Years of wind and sun had left no trace on her exquisite body. Her
snow-white, flawless hands covered her equally translucent breasts, making it impossible to distinguish which were her hands

and which were her pectoral muscles.
"Hehe, I didn't expect Jin Guo Zhuang to have such a beauty. It seems my trip was truly worthwhile. Third Master Lan,

seeing how much sweat you've shed, let me help you take off the rest of your clothes." As soon as the word "let me" was uttered, Mo Fei

also began to take action.
"You despicable, shameless lecher...you won't get away with this..." Before she could finish speaking, Mo Feishi was already upon her, and

Lan Lingyu had no choice but to meet his attack. Her martial arts skills were already inferior to Mo Feishi's,

and now, forced to defend herself with only one hand, her skills were greatly diminished, forcing her to retreat continuously. Mo Feishi seemed to be deliberately toying with her, his attacks targeting Lan Lingyu

's clothes. With each move, a piece of cloth was removed from Lan Lingyu's body, and due to the vigorous movement, her

two alluring breasts bounced up and down, like two proud plum blossoms peeking out from her snow-covered skin,

bright red and tempting beyond words. Mo Feishi saw this and his hands moved even faster

. Before long, Lan Lingyu was completely naked. Her entire body was fully exposed to this despicable enemy.
"You are supposed to be a respected figure in the martial arts world, how can you humiliate me like this?" Lan Lingyu was furious,

not knowing where to cover herself with her hands, her chest heaving violently as she panted, making her even more tempting.
Mo Fei, leering, stripped off his clothes, revealing his monstrous, enormous penis, and walked towards Lan Lingyu. The

penis was thicker and longer than Yun Fei's, its shaft covered in bulging veins, causing Lan Lingyu to cry out in fright.
Facing her impending loss of virginity, she no longer held back her stubbornness. Forgetting her exposure, she took

off running with all her might. Before she could run many steps, Mo Fei tackled her from behind, pinning her to the ground in

a final struggle.
"Hehe, where are you running, beauty? Are you frightened by my treasure? Don't be afraid,

it'll give you an incredible experience..." Mo Fei reveled in Lan Lingyu's struggles, his thick penis pounding and rubbing against her

high rounded buttocks, feeling the smooth, silky skin.
"You...bastard...ah...let me go...no..." Lan Lingyu cried out in despair, tears streaming down

her face .
Perhaps annoyed by her struggles, he reached out and gripped her shoulders and knees, pressing

hard nerve endings around her. Lan Lingyu felt weak and powerless, like a helpless lamb at his mercy.
He then positioned her sweat-scented body on all fours, her soft, flat abdomen resting on

a sharply angled boulder. He spread her long, white legs, his hands grasping and

fondling her full buttocks like kneading dough. Lan Lingyu tried to resist

but Feeling his penis throbbing and turning purple, he waited no longer. His large hands gripped

her slender waist, and his massive member aimed at her alluring entrance, ready to plunge in.
"Third Master Lan, don't forget about me after you're done, haha," he said, thrusting forward.
"Ah..." Perhaps his penis was too big, unable to penetrate Lan Lingyu's vagina in one go, and then

bombarded . Lan Lingyu was unwilling to give in, her round, plump buttocks twisting from side to side with difficulty, dodging

the wooden stakes that kept knocking on the door, defending her virginity with the only method she had, her pink face flushed red with shame, her heart pounding, and

her breath coming in .
...
In an inn in the capital...
Wen Yuan brought a bowl of hot soup to Zi Yuan's room, and saw the beautiful girl on the bed hugging her knees and sobbing softly ,

and felt extremely guilty.
"Zi Yuan, it's alright, come, drink this bowl of hot soup first."
"Oh, Brother Wen, why did you come in?" When Zi Yuan saw Wen Yuan come in, she quickly wiped away her tears, forced

a smile and took the hot soup, taking a few sips.
"Ziyuan, it's all my fault. If I hadn't been so focused on chasing that vixen and abandoned you, you wouldn't have

been kidnapped to the capital by that scoundrel Wang Shan, and almost..." She then slapped herself several times across the face.
"No, Brother Wen, it's not your fault." Ziyuan quickly grasped Wen Yuan's hand, lovingly stroking her slightly swollen

face. "Ziyuan's body is no longer pure..."
"Ziyuan, what nonsense are you talking about? Wasn't Wang Shan going to send you to the palace to be presented to the Emperor? Could it be that he already

... no... no way... Ziyuan, tell me... what exactly happened..." Wen Yuan

jumped up anxiously.
"Brother Wen..." Thinking of the painful past, she couldn't help but cry again, only stopping after a while, and then recounted the events

in detail: "That day, you chased after her..."
"Ah...!" A shrill scream escaped Lan Lingyu's lips; her virginity, after all, couldn't stop the tide...

The water-like bombardment widened the city gates, turning them into a circle that tightly enveloped the penetrating glans.
Lan Lingyu's jade orifice was exceptionally tight, gripping the large penis with great difficulty, requiring

immense effort . The intense fusion of their lower bodies brought Mo Fei immense pleasure, allowing his long-suppressed desire to

subside slightly.
Lan Lingyu, however, was in excruciating pain. She felt as if her precious private parts had been torn apart, her mouth gaping open

in an "O" shape, her neck and cheeks flushed red, her brows furrowed, her starry eyes wide open, and a series of piercing

cries stuck in her throat, unable to escape. Due to tension and panic, Lan Lingyu unconsciously tensed her lower body, making

her exceptionally tight orifice even more constricted, with almost no lubrication, which explained why Mo Fei's repeated fierce attacks had yielded no progress.
Mo Fei, seeing himself, a man who had conquered all women, utterly helpless against the woman before him, was losing

face and impatiently said, "Fine, as expected of the Third Master Lan, I refuse to believe I can't make you

cry for your parents !"
Mo Fei pulled up Lan Lingyu's delicate, snow-lotus-like upper body, his glans still inside her alluring vagina, forcing

her to kneel against him. His hands climbed onto her high, firm breasts, grasping, pinching, kneading, stroking, pulling, and flicking them with every

conceivable urge, his tongue constantly licking her soft, pink earlobes: "Oh, oh, oh, what an amazing feel… Whether

it's elasticity, softness, fullness, or shape, it's incomparable to your underdeveloped sister

… Truly a born seductress…"
"What!" Lan Lingyu was struck dumb, thinking, "Could it be that Fourth Sister was really captured by them, and

…" "What have you done to my sister? You beasts, I will grind you to dust! Ah

… umm…"
"Although Fourth Master Yang isn't as beautiful as Third Master Yang, she has her own unique charm. Of course, we

fucked her until she was in ecstasy... She's probably still begging us to fuck her right now." Seeing Lan Lingyu's intense reaction, Mo Fei

seized the opportunity to humiliate them, feeling even more pleased. "When I've fucked you until you're completely dizzy, I'll

definitely let you meet."
"You! Ahh... Take those filthy hands off me! Hmm... Ugh... Don't touch me... Ah...
" Lan Lingyu bit her lower lip, not wanting to utter another moan, for the sake of her dignity and defiance.
"Your juices are flowing out..." Mo Fei's bewitching voice rang in her ears.
After all, she was an inexperienced girl, how could she withstand such teasing? Her dry little hole gradually seeped out drops of

sweet spring water, then more and more, converging into streams. Seeing that the time was right, Mo Fei stood up,

using his thick penis to lift Lan Lingyu's light and delicate body off the ground, so that all her weight fell on her little hole.
"Ah!..." Lan Lingyu hadn't recovered from the humiliation of being teased so easily when she felt her

body being lifted up. The intimidatingly large monster was swallowed up even more by her private parts. She quickly

wrapped her legs around Mo Feishi's body, arching her upper body backward, her already high breasts reaching even deeper into the clouds. She also wrapped her hands around

Mo Feishi's neck to prevent the impending loss of her virginity.
Mo Feishi wasn't in a hurry. His hands climbed up to those full, tender breasts that he never tired of playing with, playing with them with great interest.

His brother was slowly being penetrated, feeling Lan Lingyu's shame, fear, and

trembling through the tight flesh walls.
Lan Lingyu, perhaps paralyzed by the pressure on her muscles, already lacked strength. Her hands and legs trembled uncontrollably

, unable to stop her body from sliding down. She clearly felt the thick glans pressing

against her hymen, the symbol of her virginity. The resilient membrane, which had withstood years of training without breaking, was slowly stretched to

its limit . The pain distorted her beautiful face. She was about to lose her virginity, yet he made her fear, pain, and

waiting seem endless. The most inhuman torture in the world was no more than this. "It's broken...it's going to break

...no...no..." Her heart was filled with
unbearable agony. "Ah..." With an indescribable scream, the thick penis finally pierced

the thin white membrane, slamming hard against her clitoris. "Ah...ah ah..." Lan Lingyu screamed loudly

to release her physical and mental pain, her body arching back taut and trembling slightly.
Seeing Lan Lingyu's intense reaction, Mo Fei felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment. He gripped her

soft

, white breasts tightly with both hands, pulling them up and down, causing Lan Lingyu's delicate body to rise and fall, constantly swallowing and releasing his penis. He gripped so hard that the full flesh overflowed from between his fingers, causing Lan Lingyu to forget

all dignity and humiliation, letting out painful groans of "Ah ah." Soon, her limbs, which had already been detached

, hung limply, her feet still unable to touch the ground. Her own weight, combined with the force of pulling her breasts up and down, made each thrust slam

hard against her tender clitoris. She could no longer bear this inhuman humiliation.
"Let go... Ah ah... Let go... It'll break..." Lan Lingyu said painfully.
"Let go? Let go of what?" Seeing the stubborn "female general" beg for mercy, Mo Fei stopped thrusting, his

mushroom-shaped glans pressing against her clitoris, and smiled wickedly.
"My... breasts..." At this point, Lan Lingyu's shyness spread to the roots of her ears.
"Those are breasts! Tell me quickly." Mo Fei was pushing his luck. "Otherwise, I'll crush them."

He gradually increased the pressure on his hands.
"Ah...it hurts...let go...please..." Lan Lingyu tried to pry his hands off, but

her hands were weak, and it felt like she was gently stroking him.
"Still won't listen?" Mo Fei started bombarding her again, just like before.
"Ah ah...it's going to break...ah ah...it's inside...it hurts...you beast...ah ah...
no...stop...stop...I'll tell...I'll tell...breasts...breasts...stop...
I'm going to die..." Lan Lingyu was already sobbing uncontrollably.
"Hehe, beg me to spare your lewd breasts that specialize in seducing men, and say you'll serve me well and make me

feel good." Mo Fei stopped, pushing Lan Lingyu's limits step by step.
"No, I...I can't say it...I really can't say it...please let me go..."
"Do you want to continue?" He said, making a move to repeat the same method.
"No! No, please... I... I..." Lan Lingyu felt extremely wronged. She absolutely refused to endure that

inhuman Her proud, firm breasts felt as if they were about to leave her body, and her clitoris, constantly being pounded, was in excruciating pain.

Her delicate vulva was torn open, the walls of her vagina bearing numerous wounds, and she was on the verge of collapse.
"What do you want? How come the usually decisive Third Master Lan has become so indecisive?" Mo Fei said impatiently

, pinching and twisting her bright red areolas halfway around. 　　"
Ah...no...I'll talk...I'll talk! Please, please let go of my...those...those wanton breasts that are specifically 　　designed to seduce men! 　　I'll serve 　　you well...let go...sob sob ... At this moment , Lan Lingyu was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and posed no threat whatsoever. Mo Fei, seeing Lan Lingyu exhausted, felt a surge of pleasure and laughed heartily. He pressed her curvaceous upper body down, forming an acute angle, and pulled her delicate, boneless hands upwards and backwards, causing her full, rounded buttocks to arch high against his lower abdomen , as if leading a mare. 　　"Third Master Lan, I'll take you to see your good sister now, but I wonder if she still recognizes you, hahaha. Giddy up!" With that, he thrust hard. Lan Lingyu cried out in pain and involuntarily took two steps forward. Mo Fei followed suit, then thrust again. And so, Mo Fei rode his crimson horse into the depths of the woods… 　　Heroine Manor… 　　"Halt! Are you from the Imperial Tomb Sect?" a sword-wielding girl called out . 　　The man on horseback clasped his hands in greeting and said, "My name is Xiang Yang. I have come to assist your manor. I have already met ." 　　"Senior brother! Sister, don't panic, that's my senior brother." A nimble figure appeared and galloped towards the man on white horse. 　　"Junior sister, you've come too. How is the battle in the manor? Quickly take me to see Master Shi." 　　The newcomer was Hua Xuan. 　　"Yes. Senior brother, come with me." 　　After saying this, the two quickly returned to the manor. The maids guarding the manor naturally made way for them. Upon arriving at the manor, after being introduced to everyone, they sat down and began to recount the day's events. 　　"I was held up by several princes of the Dragon Palace at the foot of the mountain. The two sides fought fiercely until just now, when someone came to say that Ao Sihai had ordered a retreat, and they left. Out of concern for the safety of the manor, I rode up the mountain to come here. I wonder how the situation is in the manor?" Xiang Yang asked. 　　"I returned to the manor, and everyone worked together to quickly drive the bandits out. Later, we discovered that Fourth Sister had gone to the back mountain, so I sent Third Sister to look for her," said Madam Shi. "Oh dear, Third Sister has been gone for several hours, and we haven't heard from her yet!" 　　"Oh no, could it be that the Third Master is also trapped?" Xiang Yang sensed something was wrong. 　　"I'll go find them," Ling Yunxia said, propping herself up. "Cough cough cough." 　　"Second Master, don't be hasty. This is a matter of life and death for your manor. You should conserve your strength and not be reckless, or you'll regret it," Xiang Yang quickly advised, seeing Ling Yunxia's swaying body. 　　"Yes, yes, Sister Ling, you rest first. Leave this to me. I will definitely find Sister Lan and Sister Yang," Hua Xuan chimed in. 　　"No, Junior Sister, I'll go. You stay in the manor." 　　"But you've just fought several battles; you must have used up a lot of energy." 　　"It's alright, I can handle it," Xiang Yang said. 　　"Brother Xiang's martial arts are superb. I certainly trust you to take the lead. But Brother Xiang, don't you really need to rest?" 　　Madam Shi asked. 　　"No need," Xiang Yang replied, "I've rested enough on horseback. Please tell me what the two masters look like and what they wear, and I 'll go right away." 　　Madam Shi then described the two men's appearances and clothing to Xiang Yang and gave him instructions on the terrain of the back mountain. After finishing , Xiang Yang immediately set off, riding his white horse towards the back mountain...

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/58260.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=58260&aspx=1

Previous Page : [Demon-Slaying Game] 33

Next Page : 【blasphemer】(1)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

【Ten Scenes of Darkening】(Chapter 1: The Great Battle of Heroine Village)

comment Open a new window to view comments