[Fantasy] Treasure Cauldron (Complete) - 5

In Chapter Nine

, guided by two beautiful young women, Bao Hong entered a room with a thick carpet, decorated in a fragrant and elegant style, and softly lit by candlelight. A soft

"ding" sound rang out.

The lingering melody of the zither was beautiful, tender, and melodious.

Bao Hong knew the meaning of the lyrics; it was the "Jianjia" chapter from the *Daijing*.

He couldn't help but sing along with the music: "The reeds are green, the white dew is frost, the one I long for is on the other side of the water, I go upstream, the road is long and difficult, I go downstream, she seems to be in the middle of the water..."

Suddenly—the music stopped abruptly.

A slender girl in white slowly stood up.

Bao Hong's heart pounded, eager to see her face.

The girl in white seemed to understand men's psychology well; she lowered her head, turned around, gave a slight bow, and her voice was like a nightingale's song.

But then she said in a sweet voice, "Honghong, a woman from Fenglu, greets Master Bao!"

Bao Hong felt a dryness in his throat, coughed lightly, and said softly, "Wow! Miss Honghong, please don't be so polite."

Honghong still kept her head down and said, "Thank you for coming, Master Bao!"

"Wow! After hearing your 'Jianjun' song, how could I not come! Hahaha!"

Honghong was slightly startled and said, "It's Honghong's good fortune to meet a kindred spirit!"

"Wow! I dare not call you a kindred spirit, I'm just a novice." After saying that, she walked straight to the desk.

It turned out that the shrewd Bao Hong had already seen that Honghong was deliberately teasing him, so he immediately pretended not to care and walked to the desk.

There he saw—a sheet of Xuan paper was laid out on the desk, on which were two lines of beautifully written poetry: "I have a few coins in my pocket, you want them too, who should I give them to? I don't do any work, I come to pay my respects early in the morning, I come to pay my respects late in the evening, I'll make you pay."

The person who signed it was 'Honghong'.

Bao Hong exclaimed, "Wow! What beautiful calligraphy and metaphors!" He immediately began grinding ink.

Just then—a fragrant breeze wafted by, and then—Honghong's crisp voice said, "Master Bao, let me do it."

"Wow! Miss Honghong, I can do it myself. Please lay out a sheet of paper for me."

"Yes!"

Honghong had just laid out a blank sheet of Xuan paper when Bao Hong picked up his brush, moistened it with ink, and laughed heartily, "Miss Honghong, this was an impromptu piece. Please forgive any disrespect!"

Honghong still kept her head down, and said crisply, "Master Bao, you are too kind. I am already deeply grateful for your ink. How could I possibly be offended!"

"Wow! Then I will be presumptuous!" With that, he sat down at the desk and began writing rapidly.

A moment later—four lines of strong, elegant clerical script appeared on the snow-white Xuan paper: "A light robe cut from white silk, a beauty surpassing even Chang'e in grace; if her heart is willing to be unbound, why bother with many buttons?"

Bao Hong finished writing this, threw down his brush, and laughed heartily.

Honghong lowered her head, secretly counting the nine buttons on her clothes. Her heart trembled, and she suddenly looked up.

A stunningly beautiful face was instantly presented before Bao Hong.

At first glance, Bao Hong thought, "Wow! Absolutely gorgeous!"

But then—he blurted out: "Thinking of clothes, thinking of beauty, spring breeze brushes the balustrade, dew heavy on the birch trees; if not for the Jade Mountain peak, she would be met under the moon on the Jade Terrace."

Using flowers to praise a beautiful woman was quite fitting.

Honghong trembled again, too excited to speak.

Seeing this, Bao Hong was inspired to write poetry. He sat cross-legged before the antique zither, his ten fingers constantly plucking the strings.

A moment later—he played the zither and recited:

"A beauty unparalleled in the world, Xi Shi could not remain obscure for long.
In the morning, a maiden of Yue Valley, by evening a concubine of Wu Palace.
In her humble days, she was no different from the common folk; only in her rise to power did she realize her rarity. People wafted her fragrant powder, yet she herself
did not wear fine robes . Why should she indulge in such arrogance? All the pity is in vain. Her former companions washing silk by the river could not ride home with her. She told her neighbor's daughter, 'Imitating her frown will not bring you any benefit… '" This is the famous poem 'Ode to Xi Shi' by the poet Wang Wei. The poem is divided into three sections: The first four lines describe Xi Shi's stunning beauty, even amidst unpleasant experiences! The next six lines describe how Xi Shi gained the favor of the King of Wu, instantly elevating her status. The last four lines offer a further perspective, showing that no one possesses Xi Shi's beauty; merely imitating her frowning and clutching her heart, hoping to gain favor, is simply overestimating one's own abilities. Although this poem praises Xi Shi, it actually uses her as a metaphor for anyone with talent and self-reliance. It suggests that anyone with talent can establish themselves in the world and will never remain lowly for long. Honghong is a young woman, used to dealing with strangers and acquaintances, who merely treat her as a source of amusement and a tool for sexual gratification. How could anyone offer her such encouragement and comfort? Bao Hong's "Ode to Xi Shi" is like a refreshing remedy. Honghong's eyes flashed again, and she recited: "The guests have all departed, the small round flowers dance wildly. They stretch unevenly along the path, sending lingering shadows far away. My heart breaks, I cannot bear to sweep them away, my eyes yearn to return. My heart longs for spring's end, all I gain is tears wetting my clothes." This is Li Shangyin's "Fallen Flowers," a poem specifically about fallen flowers, filled with a poignant sense of resentment towards spring. "Cannot bear to sweep them away" refers to the flowers, "yearns to return" expresses resentment towards spring, a heart filled with longing. The garden's spring ends and the flowers fall, my heart also ends with the falling flowers, how can I not weep and wet my clothes? Honghong, through the double harvest of spring flowers, expresses her inner bitterness and laments the pain of "for whom can I undress?" Bao Hong, a clever man, immediately understood the meaning behind the song and comforted her, saying, "Alas! The past is gone, but the future is still within reach! Why should you dwell on it, young lady?" Then, he recited: "Born high, yet satiated, vainly wasting its voice in resentment. At dawn, its song fades, a tree of green, indifferent. My humble official post is but a common fodder, hence the endless cycle of life. I trouble you to warn me most, for my whole family is also pure." This is also a poem by Li Shangyin, "The Cicada," which uses the cicada to symbolize the poet's own lofty humility and purity, a metaphorical form of poetry. It means that the cicada, inherently noble, feeds on wind and dew, yet struggles to find sustenance. Unable to achieve warmth and comfort, its incessant chirping is merely a waste of sound. In other words, it is both a consolation and a warning to Honghong, suggesting that even with desperate cries, there is no one to sympathize; higher than the tree, yet the tree is indifferent; whether one can rise above it depends entirely on oneself! Honghong, with a smile, recited: "The host has wine to celebrate this evening; please play the zither, 'Guangling Guest.' The moon shines on the city walls, birds fly in flocks; frost chills the trees, the wind chills people's clothes. The steel stove and bright candles increase their brilliance; first, the Lu River music, then the Chu Concubine music. One note, and all things are still; the four seats are silent, the stars are fading. A thousand miles from the Qinghuai River to Qin, I dare to announce my departure to the mountains , from here onward." This is a 'zither song' by Li Dun, a poem entirely about the zither. The music alone is enough to change one's mood; after hearing the beautiful melody, a desire for seclusion arises. "Guangling Guest" refers to a skilled zither player; "Lu River" and "Chu Concubine" are both zither pieces. As soon as the zither music began, all things around fell silent. Quietly, the starlight in the sky gradually faded. Hearing the zither music suddenly stirred my desire to retreat to the mountains.

Honghong's words were crystal clear; as the saying goes, "Hearing your words for one night is better than reading ten years of books." This feeling tonight would be unforgettable, and after this night, Honghong would also wash away her worldly cares.

Once a year, they meet on the Magpie Bridge!
The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, gazing at each other, are separated at any moment, becoming lonely!
My whole life is for you, tormented by endless longing!
The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, their hearts aching, they dream of freedom beyond the Milky Way!
Waiting patiently on the night of Qixi, enduring loneliness in silence!
The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, their tragic fate, who can take their place? Their hearts ache!

A moment later—Honghong gently pinched him, her jade fingers lightly undressing Bao Hong, and the atmosphere in the room immediately turned tense and exciting.

Bao Hong's heart almost leaped out of his mouth.

He didn't know how to face this romantic scene.

Honghong's movements were both gentle and swift; in an instant, she had stripped Bao Hong completely naked. As she turned to undress, she secretly glanced at Bao Hong's 'stick'.

Bao Hong's eyesight was incredibly sharp; he had already noticed her 'assessing' him, and a wave of embarrassment washed over him, yet also a surge of heat rose within him.

Thus—his 'stick' tilted even higher.

After Honghong gracefully removed her outer garment, a snow-white, exquisitely beautiful body was immediately revealed before Bao Hong's eyes, causing his breath to quicken.

He hurriedly sat down at the table, secretly activating his 'Taigong Wang's Heart Sutra'.

After removing her clothes, Honghong lowered her head and climbed onto the couch, lying face inward.

As Bao Hong adjusted his breathing, he immediately noticed someone lurking in the two trees outside the window. He cursed inwardly, "Damn! It must be Bai Yilong wanting to see 'Bai Zhan'! Damn!"

He hastily climbed onto the couch and immediately pulled down the curtain in front of it.

The couch instantly became dark!

Bao Hong had just placed his boots on the floor in front of the bed when he immediately felt two soft, delicate arms wrap around his back, gently pulling him forward.

Bao Hong thought to himself, "Damn! It's about to 'declare war'!" His heart began to pound uncontrollably.

The scene was completely tender and romantic, unlike his previous quick advances with the Fairy Hibiscus. He couldn't help but embrace her waist and back.

Just as he was secretly admiring her delicate skin, his lips were pressed against hers by two hot, red lips, and her tongue was 'crossing the line' and sucking.

Her soft hands were also stroking his back.

Seeing this, Bao Hong immediately followed suit.

Their naked bodies were pressed tightly together.

Their heads swayed gently.

They kissed passionately.

After a while—Honghong, panting softly, pulled away from his lips, tightened her arms, twisted her waist, and immediately pinned Bao Hong down.

With a gentle parting of his legs, the sesame gate opened wide, ready to welcome the treasure.

Bao Hong propped himself up with his palms, secretly aiming at the target, and thrust forward with a sudden movement.

"Thump!" With a sound, the jade pendant smoothly entered.

Hong Hong gently shifted and thrust her pink arms.

"Snap!" With a sound, the "jade pestle" was fully inserted.

A soft, warm pleasure made Bao Hong gently begin to thrust.

Hong Hong also skillfully welcomed this uninvited guest.

A soft "sizzle! sizzle!" sound immediately filled the room.

Hong Hong looked at Bao Hong with tender eyes, while closely cooperating with his thrusts.

Bao Hong was initially a little hesitant, but after a while, he gradually adapted and immediately smiled as he looked at the pair of high, trembling, snow-white breasts.

Honghong smiled and whispered, "Master Bao, you're so considerate!"

Bao Hong also chuckled softly, "Honghong, looking at your stunning beauty and flawless body, how could I bear to 'ruthlessly destroy a flower'?"

Honghong gazed at Bao Hong with sparkling eyes, her lower body thrusting faster.

Bao Hong understood and quickened his thrusts, adding force as well.

Immediately, a series of rapid "slap! slap!—" sounds filled the room.

This sound continued for the time it takes to brew tea, then Honghong took a deep breath, her thrusts accelerating even more, the "slap! slap!—" sounds becoming even more urgent.

Faced with this challenge, Bao Hong also took a deep breath and continued his thrusting.

The "slap! slap!—" sounds rang out rapidly, making it hard to breathe.

The curtains in front of the bed shook as if an earthquake had struck, the metallic clanging of the curtains ringing incessantly, quite a pleasant sound.

A moment later—Honghong was panting heavily, sweating profusely, and her resistance gradually weakened.

Seeing this, Bao Hong secretly rejoiced: "Damn! That's it! She's about to give up." His spirits lifted, and he thrust even harder.

After another short while, Honghong began to moan softly, "Mmm!—Mmm!—".

The sound seemed to carry pain and a sense of stagnation, making Bao Hong's heart itch. He invigorated, took a breath, and continued to thrust and pound relentlessly.

Honghong was penetrated by the hot, hardened 'jade pestle'… a tingling pleasure spread throughout her body, especially along the walls of her 'shallow groove,' where the tingling was excruciating.

When the 'jade pestle' was withdrawn, her heart felt empty; when it suddenly thrust in, it made her clitoris throb wildly, her expression radiant with extreme pleasure.

Her juices flowed freely, reaching their peak. She swayed her hips, her arms swinging, moaning and groaning, experiencing boundless pleasure.

"Ah! Husband, these few strokes have made me so happy, darling, I never imagined you were so capable, I've never tasted such... such pleasure in my life?!"

"Wow! That's enough, I can finish now." Feeling a surge of pleasure, he propped himself up on his elbows, his hands caressing those breasts that made his heart itch, kneading them incessantly, his lower body thrusting even harder. "

Ah, husband, stop being so red, this slut is having such a good time. Ouch! It's so sore, but it's also so pleasurable. Ah! Oh!" "

Sizzle! Sizzle!—" Amidst the sounds, saliva dripped onto the bed.

"Slap! Slap!—" Amidst the sounds, Honghong began to tremble.

Bao Hong, seeing that he had won the first round, began to press his advantage.

"Oh! Hmm! My good husband, hurry, put in more effort, come on, I'm almost there? Ah! Oh! Heavens!" Honghong was completely powerless to resist.

At this moment, she was like a 'drumming into the court', looking like she was being 'beaten'.

She lay on the couch, trembling and moaning…

After a short while, Honghong cried out, “Ah!—” and immediately shuddered violently.

Huh! The washing machine started discharging large amounts of 'sewage'.

“Hmm! Oh! Good, well done, wonderfully dry! So pleasurable! Oh! Hmm, I'm satisfied!”

Bao Hong felt a slippery, warm liquid constantly drenching the head of his 'jade pestle,' an unprecedentedly pleasurable sensation that made him continue his frenzied thrusting.

After a while—Honghong sighed and moaned, “Husband, I really can't take it tonight, my body is already broken; you big thing, be gentle! Take pity on Honghong, give me a little; a little nectar! I really want it! I'm going to die!”

Then—she shuddered again…

After another short while, Honghong's voice became hoarse from screaming, her body weak, feeling only a tingling, itchy sensation. With a scream of "Ah!—", she slowly drifted into unconsciousness.

Bao Hong thrust twenty or thirty more times, and suddenly, a strange, tingling sensation ran through his 'jade pestle,' causing a jolt of pleasure.

"Crack!" He fired his 'bullets,' thick and hot, each one hitting its target, penetrating her clitoris.

Honghong, already paralyzed and unconscious, was gradually brought back to her senses by his continuous barrage of hot bullets, like a machine gun.

"Ah! Master Bao, Honghong is ecstatic!"

Bao Hong exhaled, gently lying down beside Honghong, thinking to himself, "I never imagined doing this would be so comfortable. No wonder some say, 'I'd rather die under the flowers, even as a ghost, I'd be romantic!'"

Suddenly—a 'whoosh!'—sounded. Bao Hong thought to himself, "Damn! A peeping tom!" "The people watching 'White Battle' are gone!"

Then—there was another "whoosh!"

Bao Hong breathed a sigh of relief, emerged from the white curtain, and hurriedly put on his clothes and boots. He immediately opened the door and went downstairs.

He saw the two beautiful young girls standing in front of the archway, smiling and bowing, saying, "Master Bao, are you leaving?!"

Bao Hong smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes! Take good care of Miss Honghong later." After saying that, he left 'Red Plum Pavilion'.

Chapter Ten

Bao Hong returned to Bai Family Fortress and immediately saw Bai Yilong standing at the door. He quickly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Wow! Brother Bai, you haven't rested yet?"

Bai Yilong said with great spirit, "Haha! Brother Bao, you fought a really beautiful battle. I'm preparing a victory banquet for you!"

"Wow! To repay the life-saving grace, I, Bao, have gone all out. Eh! Brother Bai, how did you know I fought a beautiful battle?"

Bai Yilong lightly kicked Bao Hong, smiled, and said, "Haha!" "Brother Bao, you're so irresponsible! I was planning to see what Honghong looked like when she was being seductive, but you pulled up the curtain instead. Humph!"

Bao Hong chuckled. "Eh! Brother Bai, why didn't you tell me beforehand? But honestly, I'm really not used to 'performing in public'!"

Bai Yilong grinned. "Haha! Interesting, very interesting! Brother Bao, you don't have a 'secret trick,' do you? Otherwise, why did it take so long?"

"Damn! I don't know either, probably just instinct!"

Just then, a beautiful young woman swayed her slender waist as she walked in, gave a slight bow, and said, "Young Master! Miss invites Mr. Bao to the back hall for a chat."

Bai Yilong frowned, shrugged, and said, "Brother Bao, the housekeeper is hard to please. Be careful. We'll save the celebration banquet for later." "Having said that, she hurriedly left.

Bao Hong followed the young woman to the backyard, and stopped abruptly outside a room on the right.

The young woman said sweetly, "Please wait a moment, Master Bao, I'll be right back." She went into the room.

After a while—the young woman came out of the room and said crisply, "Master Bao, Miss invites you into the room."

"Damn it! Miss, please tell your mistress that I cannot enter the room!"

"This..."

Suddenly—"Whoosh!"—a young woman in a blue silk dress rushed over.

She said unhappily, "Bao Hong, why don't you enter the room? Do you look down on me?"

"Miss! Please don't misunderstand, Miss is of noble birth, and it is indeed inconvenient for me to enter the room."

Bai Yifeng trembled with anger, her phoenix eyes widened, and she blurted out, "Then why did you go to 'Red Plum Pavilion' to find that Honghong?"

Bao Hong's body stiffened, his face changed, and he opened his mouth to speak, then closed it again. "

Hmph! You're in the wrong, aren't you?"

"Hmph! No man is any good!"

"Hmph! Unless you're ungrateful and don't care about me saving you!" With that, she turned and went back to her room.

Bao Hong felt a sharp pain in his chest, stumbled, and almost fell.

He steadied himself, took a breath, and the young woman gave him a meaningful look, signaling him to come into the room.

Bao Hong took another breath, his mind made up, and stepped into the room.

As soon as he entered, he saw Bai Yifeng sitting on the edge of the bed, her cheeks puffed out. He quickly stepped forward and said, "This humble one is Bao Hong, I have offended Sister Feng, please apologize."

"Pfft!" A laugh

escaped Bai Yifeng's lips. She glared at him and said, "You rascal!" "

Damn! Well, at least the clouds have parted and the moon is shining."

Bao Hong walked over and sat down next to her, gently pulling her shoulder with his arm. Bai Yifeng clung to him like a piece of sticky candy.

Bao Hong was prepared and kissed her lips with lightning speed. Bai Yifeng initially resisted a little, but soon she stopped moving.

Bao Hong first kissed her lightly, then passionately, her lips, face, and neck...

Bai Yifeng felt a surge of heat throughout her body, her cheeks flushed, and she breathed heavily. She said softly in her breathy voice, "Brother Hong...you...you...I..." Bao Hong

didn't care about anything else and kissed her to his heart's content. His left hand embraced her slender waist, while his right hand mischievously unbuttoned her blouse and caressed her tender breasts.

Bao Hong felt that her charm was different from Hong Hong's, and his heart couldn't help but flutter...

"Brother Hong, no, don't do this."

Bai Yifeng was completely overwhelmed by his caresses, moaning softly, but—she couldn't push away his wriggling hands and could only let him do as he pleased. The saying "

taking an inch and wanting a mile" couldn't be more fitting for lovers, creating a beautiful scene for this young couple in the small room.

At this moment—Bai Yifeng's hair was disheveled, and her upper body clothes had been removed by Bao Hong, leaving her a half-naked beauty.

Her skin was as smooth and white as mutton fat. Her breasts were erect, her face flushed with desire, and she said in a daze, "Brother Hong, you can't be so presumptuous. If you keep doing this,

I won't be so polite." Bao Hong knew this was just the girl's modesty and thought, "Whatever! Do whatever you want with me, I won't care!"

Thinking this, his lips didn't stop kissing her, and his hands were busy too, quickly removing Bai Yifeng's clothes.

Now—before him stood a naked beauty.

"Wow!" "My God! This...this is practically the Seven Fairies descending to earth! It's absolutely amazing!" Bao Hong exclaimed in a daze.

"You rascal! What are you yelling about? If I were the Seven Fairies, I'd rather go to heaven than come looking for you!"

"Then I'd definitely cry under the locust tree for three days and three nights!"

"Forget it! You're not Dong Yong, and I'm not the Seven Fairies." At this moment —

Bao Hong gently lifted Bai Yifeng's jade-like body and placed it on the bed. He couldn't wait to take off his clothes, and then his hands roamed all over her body, touching and kneading her from head to toe.

Bai Yifeng, experiencing such a passionate scene for the first time, felt a mix of tension and excitement. The places touched felt like they were being electrocuted, her whole body went numb, and her entire body softened. She was dazed and blissful.

Bao Hong pressed his body against her breasts, holding her jade-like arms and gently rubbing them.

Suddenly—Bai Yifeng felt something hard and hot, throbbing between her thighs, making her tremble and feel numb and itchy all over.

This was the first time in her life she had experienced such a sensation—a feeling both pleasurable and painful. She wanted to push him away, yet couldn't bear to, and could only hold him tightly.

A series of passionate kisses and caresses followed.

Bai Yifeng's desire was gradually rising; her cleavage was already slippery.

Having learned from previous experiences, Bao Hong knew it was time to "do the deed," so he pressed his hard "stick" against her entrance.

Suddenly—Bai Yifeng's delicate hand grasped it, like a shovel, preventing it from going any further.

She said shyly and with a hint of panic, "Your big, hard thing, if you go in, won't it make me faint from the pain?"

Seeing this, Bao Hong knew it was her first time, and it was understandable that she was afraid. Wasn't that how it was for Fairy Furong?

So—he gently embraced her and said tenderly, "Good sister, this is a necessary part of life. The experience is like eating sugarcane backwards; the sweetness comes later. Be patient, and you'll experience unexpected pleasure."

"I...I'm scared! Look how fierce it is!"

"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Once you get past the first hurdle, you'll probably want to see it all the time!"

"It's so big! I'm afraid I can't fit it in."

"Wow! Stop being silly. A girl's vagina is elastic."

"Brother, this is my first time. You have to be gentle with me," Bai Yifeng said pitifully.

"I will. If I'm not gentle, who will be?"

After a period of intimate lovemaking, Xilian pressed his 'jade pestle' against her vagina and slowly pushed it in. Her

little mouth, which had never tasted 'sea cucumber,' was unusually tight, and his 'jade pestle' was different from ordinary people's.

So—he raised Bai Yifeng's legs high and spread them wide apart, making them very slippery, and with some saliva on the head of his 'jade pestle,' it was very lubricated.

At this moment—taking advantage of Bai Yifeng's momentary lapse in attention, he thrust in, leaving her no room to struggle, advancing continuously until he finally broke through the first line of defense. His

'jade pestle' was already more than halfway in.

Bai Yifeng trembled in pain, tears streaming down her face, groaning with a pained expression. The tearing pain in her lower body felt like sharp arrows piercing her.

She tried to struggle, but was firmly held down by his strong body, unable to push away. She could only cry out, "Ouch! It hurts so much… Little Sparrow! Help…"

The pretty maid, who was keeping watch outside the door, heard her mistress cry for help and hurriedly pushed the door open, reaching out to press down on Bao Hong's buttocks, preventing him from moving.

Bao Hong then pressed his still-un-entered 'jade rod' against her vagina, his hands caressing her smooth, round breasts, arousing his remaining desire.

After the pretty maid Little Sparrow held Bai Yifeng down, her pained expression gradually calmed down, and the pain in her lower body lessened considerably.

However—her breasts were the most sensitive spot, and Bao Hong's gentle pinching only caused a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation, relaxing her tense muscles.

Her vagina was swollen and swollen by Bao Hong's 'jade pestle,' experiencing a full range of sensations: sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and itchy—a truly pleasant sensation.

No wonder that slut Hong Hong was moaning so loudly; it's true that after one penetration, she'd probably want to see it all day long.

It turns out that the two "swish! swish!" sounds in the 'Red Plum Pavilion' belonged to Bai Yilong and this little girl—Bai Yifeng.

Bao Hong, now aroused, secretly pinched the pretty girl Xiao Que's breast with his right hand. Xiao Que was startled, and with a sudden pull, Bao Hong's buttocks sank in, and his entire 'brain' went in.

"Oh!—"

Bai Yifeng let out a soft "oh," while also giving him a sidelong glance.

Seeing her so delicate, Bao Hong wished he could swallow her whole.

Dozens of thrusts, like a violent storm, shook the bed, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Bai Yifeng was now experiencing unimaginable pleasure, moaning and crying out, "Ah, mmm! It's so pleasurable!"

"Damn! Of course you're happy, I used so much force, how could I not make you happy!"

"Brother Hong! Harder, I'm so happy!"

Bao Hong felt the 'jade pestle' inside her vagina, warm and incredibly tight, and she was gradually becoming more cooperative. He realized that this beauty was a natural-born slut.

Bai Yifeng was enjoying his powerful thrusts, feeling completely intoxicated, and naturally cooperated with his commands.

The 'jade pestle' teased Bai Yifeng, causing her to gush with desire, making her feel incredibly happy and blissful, like a god.

Bao Hong roamed freely, and a series of "slap! slap!" sounds immediately followed.

The sound was different from the previous low "sizzle! sizzle!"

The "Ship of Love" had accelerated.

Her honeyed orifice was being pressed tightly and fully by the "jade pestle," a lingering, tingling sensation spreading throughout her body, causing every hair on her body to stand on end.

She involuntarily let out soft moans.

The slow, gentle movement on the stream had already filled her with ecstasy; now, accelerating across the vast ocean, it was an even greater experience.

She was too shy to look at Bao Hong, but she imprinted this enchanting scene entirely in her mind.

Her beautiful face flushed even more.

Her breathing became more rapid.

She involuntarily changed from stillness to gently swaying her hips.

She never imagined that life could offer such captivating pleasure.

She was so glad she had decisively called Bao Hong over; otherwise, she would never have experienced such alluring pleasure!

However, she then thought: if she married too early, she wouldn't be able to travel freely and enjoy the scenery, and she wouldn't have met Bao Hong. This was Heaven's arrangement.

Her heart inexplicably felt sweet!

She quietly opened her eyes, wanting to catch a glimpse of him.

But, her eyes snapped open, and she immediately saw Bao Hong staring at her with burning eyes. Embarrassed, she quickly closed her eyes again.

Bao Hong blurted out, "Wow! You're so beautiful."

Upon hearing her beloved's praise, Bai Yifeng's heart felt as sweet as if it were filled with honey. She whispered, "Brother Hong, a woman adorns herself for her beloved, just as a flower blooms for a bee."

Bao Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "Wow! A scholar dies for his confidant, inseparable forever!"

"Brother Hong, don't mention that hateful word (die)!" she said, pressing her hands against his back and sealing his lips with her cherry lips.

Bao Hong felt his 'jade pestle' rub against something soft as she pinched it, giving him a slight jolt of pleasure. Bai Yifeng groaned repeatedly in ecstasy!

With their lips pressed together, her groans escaped through her nose, making them even more alluring. Bao Hong pushed himself up and accelerated.

"Snap! Snap!—" The sound immediately joined the accompaniment.

"Brother Hong… harder…"

"Snap! Snap!—" The sound immediately became the lead vocals, "Sizzle! Sizzle!—" The sound became the backup vocals.

Bai Yifeng had no time to consider whether Xiao Que would hear.

Xiao Que, who had retreated outside to keep watch, listened for a while, then felt incredibly uncomfortable and hurriedly left. However, she returned shortly afterward.

At this moment—Bai Yifeng was already experiencing intense pleasure.

"Mmm!—"

"Ugh!—"

A series of low moans and groans continued without ceasing.

Bao Hong was determined to relax; that feeling of having 'bullets' but being unable to ejaculate was incredibly painful for him.

An hour later, Bai Yifeng trembled all over, groaning continuously, but she gritted her teeth and endured it, unwilling to climax too soon.

"Oh! So sour; so incredibly sour, so beautiful! Absolutely wonderful."

"Brother Hong! I'm sorry… I really… can't take it anymore…"

After a violent shudder—she climaxed, completely paralyzed.

Her groans continued.

Her body trembled violently.

Her face lit up with a smile, her lips parted repeatedly.

Ah! There was no better feeling in the world!

Bao Hong finally finished after about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, letting out a sigh of relief and holding her tightly.

After this impact, she climaxed again, becoming paralyzed.

But then—she groaned, "Brother, dear brother! I love you so much! You…you're just too perfect, too perfect!" She then lightly kissed his lips.

Bao Hong, feeling lightheaded from the orgasm, held her as they lay on the couch, softly saying, "Yifeng, rest for a while!" He then immediately closed his eyes.

After a while—the two drifted off to sleep.

They slept intertwined, tightly entwined…

The next day—after much admonishment, Bao Hong and Bai Yifeng reluctantly left Baijiabao.

His mount, after its recuperation, had also recovered.

Bao Hong was overjoyed that his mount was healed. With a smile, he stroked the horse a few times, then lifted the reins and led it out of Baijiabao.

He was going to enter Jiuhua Mountain to find Rouge Valley.

Jiuhua Mountain stretched for hundreds of miles; where was Rouge Valley?

Finding her was no easy task.

Although the shaman Xia Xuesheng was renowned in the martial arts world, she was eccentric and never associated with martial artists. Therefore, her Rouge Valley forbade any outsiders from venturing beyond its boundaries; those who did were immediately struck dead.

The purple-robed scholar Zhong Yu knew her residence was called Rouge Valley, but he didn't know its exact location within Mount Jiuhua, so he couldn't explain it to Bao Hong.

Driven by youthful impetuosity and a burning desire to know who the other purple-robed scholar was, Bao Hong led his horse, galloping through the towering peaks.

By late afternoon, they had ventured about a hundred miles into the mountains.

He stood atop a sheer peak, looking around at the endless rows of peaks. Alas! How deep and how far did it go?

Suddenly—he shrugged, snorted, and muttered to himself, "Damn! If I keep searching like this, I might not find Rouge Valley even after a month. I should find a sheltered place to rest for the night, and ask someone or a woodcutter when it's light tomorrow!"

Suddenly, he heard—"The Rouge Goddess Xia Xuesheng lives in seclusion in Rouge Valley, having cast aside all the troubles of the martial world. Even a woodcutter probably wouldn't know where Rouge Valley is!"

A voice as clear as pearls rolling on a silver plate rang out.

Bao Hong was startled and quickly turned around.

There—the beautiful and graceful Sima Jiaojiao was standing behind him, smiling faintly as she spoke.

Bao Hong stared at her, sneered, and said, "Damn! How come you're here like a ghost?"

"Oh!"

Ru Yun Yu Nu coldly scoffed, "Why do you speak without thinking? It's like you, surnamed Bao, have bought the whole world. Only you can come, and no one else can."

Bao Hong was stung by her words, his handsome face turning red.

What she said made sense!

Mountains and rivers are for people to roam, forests and springs are for birds to fly in. If he could come, why couldn't she?

He was about to explain to her that it wasn't that she couldn't come, but rather why this coincidence had happened, but before he could speak,

suddenly—a shrill scream drifted into his ears on the night wind.

Ru Yun Yu Nu, a seasoned traveler, immediately sensed something amiss upon hearing the scream. She took three large steps forward and stood beside Bao Hong.

She turned to face Bao Hong and said, "That scream is strange. If it wasn't from a fight, it was from being injured by someone, or being bitten by a wild beast. Shall we go take a look?"

Bao Hong shook his head and said, "Damn it! I'm not interested. You go yourself. I don't want to go. I'm not going with you."

Sima Jiaojiao, the Jade Maiden, said, "Aren't you looking for Rouge Valley? Maybe we can find some clues from that scream!"

"Damn it! That's nonsense."

The Jade Maiden rolled her eyes at him and didn't say anything.

Immediately, the two of them leaped down the precipice and headed towards the source of the scream.

However, after crossing two peaks, they couldn't hear a second scream.

The Jade Maiden frowned slightly and stopped to ponder for a while.

Suddenly—her expression changed drastically.

Bao Hong saw her suddenly stop walking, no longer searching forward, but standing there in a daze, and felt very strange and surprised. So he asked her, "Hey! Why aren't you moving forward? What are you doing standing here in a daze?"

Ru Yun Yun put a hand to her lips, seemingly preventing Bao Hong from speaking, and listened intently for a long time, still without uttering a single word.

Bao Hong grew anxious and hurriedly said, "Damn it! What's wrong with you? What are you trying to do? Why aren't you saying a word?"

Ru Yun Yun said, "Didn't you find that scream strange?"

Bao Hong nodded and said, "That's why we came to investigate!"

Ru Yun Yun smiled slightly and said, "What do you think is strange about that scream? Was it very pleasant to hear?"

"That's right! It's different from what you'd hear from other injured people."

"That's it. Let's search further ahead." With that, she walked ahead, leading the way, continuing the search...

Suddenly—another scream rang out.

This scream was also incredibly shrill and piercing, exactly the same as the previous one.

This time, both of them paid close attention, pinpointing the direction from which the scream was coming. Then the two searched with incredible speed.

After crossing two low hills, they stopped at the foot of a sheer cliff, their eyes scanning the surroundings.

Sure enough—a few feet away, in the withered grass, lay a white figure.

Ru Yun Yu Nu drew her longsword from her back and walked ahead, with Bao Hong following behind. When they reached the figure, they were both stunned!

The white figure was indeed a person, dressed entirely in white, appearing to be around forty years old, still warm from death.

However—what surprised Ru Yun Yu Nu and Bao Hong wasn't the white-clad corpse, but rather the fact that there were no bloodstains or wounds on the body!

Ru Yun Yu Nu used her longsword to move the corpse, trying to find anything suspicious.

But—the deceased's white shirt and flesh were completely intact, making it impossible to tell how they died.

After a person is killed, no wounds or bloodstains are found on their body; only those killed by poisonous roses would exhibit this phenomenon.

Could this person in white have died from the poisonous flowers of this female demon?

Hmm!—What is she doing at Jiuhua Mountain?

Both of them had the same thought.

So, without prior arrangement, they both squatted down and carefully examined the deceased's entire body, especially the 'Duikou' acupoint on the back of the neck.

However, they found nothing.

Their four eyes then searched the surrounding area of withered grass for any purplish-red rose petals.

No—nothing at all—this proved that the person who died so mysteriously was not killed by poisonous roses…

Suddenly—the Cloud Maiden remembered that unusual scream…

So, she was the first to stand up.

She shook her head and said, "If someone had mastered external martial arts, killing someone with a single palm strike would be extremely easy, but there would always be some kind of injury. However, there isn't a single trace of injury on this deceased person."

She paused there. Her dark eyes darted around between her long eyelashes, and she continued, "Open the deceased's mouth and see if there's blood inside."

Bao Hong also thought the death was indeed bizarre, so he did as she said and pried open the deceased's mouth with both hands. Sure enough, a stream of purplish-black blood suddenly gushed out of the mouth.

"Wow! The brush is shedding bristles, quite skillfully, a seasoned veteran is truly different."

Ru Yun Yun Nu exclaimed, glaring at him, and said quietly, "I didn't expect such a big thing to happen at Jiuhua Mountain tonight?"

Bao Hong frowned slightly and said, "Wow! Why do you always talk so incoherently, leaving people confused and unable to understand?"

Ru Yun Yun Nu smiled and said, "In terms of martial arts, external martial arts follow a powerful and fierce path, like the Golden Sand Palm, which can pulverize stone and cause external injuries upon impact."

She paused, then added, "However, internal martial arts are different. They rely entirely on one's own internal energy, contained within the palm without being released. When it strikes, it uses a subtle and penetrating force to specifically injure the internal organs of the person receiving the blow."

Ru Yun Yun Nu glanced at Bao Hong and continued: "Judging from the way this man in white died, he must have been killed by someone using internal force."

Bao Hong, seeing how thoroughly Ru Yunyun understood the art of internal energy, couldn't help but feel admiration. He said, "So, the deceased was killed by someone with extremely high martial arts skills!"

After a slight pause, he added, "Wow! Could this person be the Rouge Goddess Xia Xuesheng?"

Ru Yunyun said, "It's hard to say right now, but this person definitely possesses extremely high internal martial arts skills. The appearance of such a master at this moment is no accident; the matter may be related to the Rouge Goddess."

After a pause, she added, "Just now we heard two strange screams, both extremely shrill. Two people must have been killed. Let's search around here and see how they died."

The two of them immediately began searching around the mountain.

Sure enough—at the foot of a mountain wall about a hundred feet away, they found another corpse!

Upon inspection, this person was the same as the previous victim, also dressed in white, and died in the exact same manner.

The beautiful woman, Ruyun, gazed at the bright moon in the night sky.

After a long while, she suddenly lowered her head, glanced at Bao Hong, and asked, "Why did you come to Jiuhua Mountain to search for Rouge Valley? Can you tell me?"

Bao Hong was slightly taken aback!

Then, he grinned and said, "Wow! Are you from the 'Railway Bureau' or the 'Highway Bureau'? Which section are you in charge of?"

Ruyun's expression changed slightly, then she glared at him and said, "I'm being kind, but you take it as meddling. If I'm not mistaken, the deaths of these two men in white are related to your search for Rouge Valley!"

Bao Hong was taken aback again!

But then—Bao Hong hurriedly said, "Wow! What do you mean by that?"

Ru Yun Yun Nu smiled faintly and said, "Anti-independence righteous man!"

Her playful smile suddenly turned serious, and she said, "I hope you can tell me your purpose in finding Rouge Valley; perhaps it will be of some help to you."

"Oh!"—Bao Hong gave a soft "oh," and then said, "I'm looking for Rouge Valley because I want to find out someone's real name and whereabouts from the Rouge Goddess Xia Xuesheng."

Ru Yun Yun Nu nodded slightly as she looked up.

Before her was a cliff about a hundred meters high, with many protruding rocks and low pine trees. She estimated that she could climb it with her light-footed skills.

Before knowing Bao Hong's purpose in seeking Rouge Valley, she was eager to ask for the reason. Now that Bao Hong had revealed it, she seemed indifferent and only nodded slightly.

Then—Ru Yun Yun Nu gently gathered her breath and leaped onto a protruding rock more than ten feet high. After finding a second foothold, she immediately began to climb upwards.

A moment later—she had reached the summit.

Looking down, she saw Bao Hong had temporarily abandoned his horse and was following her.

Ru Yun Yun Nu simply smiled, ignoring Bao Hong.

Bao Hong's lightness skill was far inferior to Ru Yun Yun Nu's; having climbed this cliff, which was over a hundred feet high, he was already slightly out of breath.

The two stood side-by-side on the summit, their clothes fluttering in the moonlight, like a pair of chivalrous lovers.

Suddenly—on a low peak opposite them, a streak of pale green light shot into the air, rising more than ten feet, then slowly extinguished…

Ru Yun Yun Nu's expression changed drastically!

She exclaimed in surprise, “He…he’s here again! What should we do?”

Bao Hong didn't know who she meant by 'he.' He was about to ask her, but before he could speak,

Ru Yun Yun Nu said again, “Quickly find a place to hide, don't let him find us!”

After saying these two sorrowful words, she first disappeared behind a rock on the peak
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