[The New Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber] (Chapter 27)

Chapter 27 Poison Immortal Wang Nangu

When Zhang Wuji returned to Butterfly Valley, he faintly heard a woman crying from a thatched hut inside.

He rushed towards the sound and entered the hut, where he saw a middle-aged woman

weeping over a man lying on the ground. The man had several gold flowers stuck in his chest and was stained with blood. Zhang Wuji recognized the

man as Hu Qingniu.

It turned out that Dai Qisi, angered by Zhang Wuji's advances, had vented her pent-up rage on

Hu Qingniu, killing him on the spot before leaving with Yin Li. The children in the valley, seeing Hu Qingniu dead, scattered

and fled . Wang Nangu, having received Dai Qisi's order to harm Hu Qingniu, rushed to Butterfly Valley that very night, but arrived too late;

by the time she saw Hu Qingniu, he had already been dead for some time.

Zhang Wuji carefully observed Wang Nangu. Her arched eyebrows and long, trembling eyelashes were exquisite. Her skin was as white

as jade, and her thin lips were as delicate and dewy as rose petals. Coupled with her tearful, sorrowful expression, she

was even more pitiful. Her chest was high and full, her breasts round and firm. Her slender waist, easily

encircled by her clothes, appeared even more delicate.

"Senior brother… since you've left… I have nothing… to cherish… so I've come to keep you company…"

Wang Nangu raised her right hand, preparing to strike her forehead.

"No…" Zhang Wuji cried out, flashing in front of Wang Nangu and grabbing her hand. At the same time, he felt

a surge of relief; thankfully, he had arrived early, or Wang Nangu would have perished.

"Who are you…? Let me go…" Wang Nangu glared at Zhang Wuji, struggling fiercely.

"If you die, who will avenge your husband?" Zhang Wuji shouted. Of course, Zhang Wuji didn't truly

want Wang Nangu to seek revenge; it wouldn't be good if either Dai Qisi or she were injured.

Wang Nangu was stunned upon hearing this, and after a while, she went limp and

began Seeing that Wang Nangu was determined to die, Zhang Wuji felt relieved. Only then did he notice the softness and smoothness of Wang Nangu's hands, and his heart

warmed. He gently rubbed her wrists a few times with his fingers. Wang Nangu, however, was immersed in grief

and didn't notice Zhang Wuji's actions.

After crying for a while, Wang Nangu said with some resentment, "Waaah... Senior Brother... The Golden Flower Thief is very skilled...

I am no match for her at all... How can I avenge her... Waaah..."

After a while, Wang Nangu said with resentment in her eyes, "Senior Brother... Don't worry... Even if I can't kill the Golden Flower

Thief... I will bite off a piece of her flesh..." Zhang Wuji's heart skipped a beat, and a bead of cold sweat

appeared .

After a long while, Wang Nangu came to her senses, a blush creeping across her pretty face. She said, "You can let me go now."

Zhang Wuji immediately released her.

Wang Nangu picked up Hu Qingniu's body and left the thatched hut. She found a spot in the valley, dug a grave

, buried Hu Qingniu, and erected a tombstone. Zhang Wuji helped her for several hours. Wang

Nangu cried for a while before wiping away her tears. Turning to face Zhang Wuji, her eyes were red and swollen.

She forced a smile and said, "Thank you, young master. May I ask what brings you here?" Having traveled the martial world for many years, Wang Nangu

naturally knew that the other party wouldn't stop her from committing suicide without a reason; something must have happened.

Zhang Wuji understood the implication in Wang Nangu's words and replied, "My name is Zhang Wuji. My maternal grandfather is Yin Tianzheng of the Eagle Cult,

who is also a member of the Ming Cult. That's why I intervened to stop Madam Hu from committing suicide."

Wang Nangu was somewhat surprised to hear this. She hadn't expected the person before her to be him. She had

naturally , recalling his remarkable martial arts skills at a young age, including defeating a Shaolin monk in the battle at Wudang

. She assumed his skills would be even greater after several years. Knowing that Zhang Wuji's mother was the daughter of Yin Tianzheng of the Eagle Cult, making him a member of the Ming Cult as well,

she believed Zhang Wuji's words.

Thinking of Zhang Wuji's exceptional martial arts skills, Wang Nangu's heart stirred. She immediately knelt before Zhang Wuji and said, "Please,

Young Master Zhang, accept me as your disciple and teach me martial arts."

Zhang Wuji was taken aback and quickly helped Wang Nangu up, saying, "Madam Hu, what are you doing?

Please get up."

But Wang Nangu resolutely replied, "I won't get up unless you accept me as your disciple." Although

she felt somewhat uncomfortable taking a young man as her master, she believed that with decades of hard work, she would still be no match for Granny Jin Hua. Moreover, Zhang Wuji was a member of the Ming Cult,

and given his high level of martial arts, there was nothing shameful about taking him as her master.

"Get up quickly," Zhang Wuji tried to help Wang Nangu up, but she remained unmoved. The two remained locked in a stalemate for a

while.

Zhang Wuji said, "I can teach you martial arts, but I'll refrain from taking you as a disciple."

Wang Nangu was overjoyed upon

hearing

this, and relieved that she didn't have to call someone younger than herself her master. She readily stood up and said, "Thank you, Young Master Zhang." "Madam Hu, since we are all members of the Ming Cult, you don't need to be so formal. Just call me Wuji."

"Alright, Wuji," Wang Nangu said. "If you don't mind, you can call me Sister Wang

. My real name is Wang Nangu

." "Sister Wang," Zhang Wuji called out.

The two had been busy for several hours, and it was already getting dark. Zhang Wuji quickly said, "Sister Wang, it's getting dark.

Let 's go inside."

"Okay."

The two went inside, and Zhang Wuji saw that Wang Nangu was somewhat sad and heartbroken. He knew she couldn't possibly cook, and

the children in the valley had already run away, so Zhang Wuji had to cook something simple himself. The two sat down at the table,

but Wang Nangu didn't touch her chopsticks, only silently weeping.

Zhang Wuji sighed inwardly, "Sister Wang, please accept my condolences. Eat something; if Mr. Hu knew in the afterlife, he wouldn't want

you to torture yourself like this, not eating or drinking."

Wang Nangu trembled at his words, picked up some food, and put it in her mouth, but it tasted like cardboard. Tears streamed

down her face, dripping into the bowl. Zhang Wuji felt a pang of sorrow, wanting to comfort her but unsure how to begin.

After a long while, Wang Nangu put down her chopsticks and forced a smile, "I'm full. Wuji, you eat slowly. I'll go

rest ." She then staggered towards the bedroom in the other thatched hut.

Zhang Wuji quickly ate a few bites, then tidied up his things and left the hut. He went to Hu Qingniu's former

bedroom and looked inside. He saw Wang Nangu caressing Hu Qingniu's belongings, reminiscing and weeping,

her face between joy and sorrow. Zhang Wuji stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me."

Hearing Zhang Wuji's voice, Wang Nangu wiped away her tears and forced a smile, saying, "Wuji, come in."

Zhang Wuji opened the door and sat down beside Wang Nangu, saying softly, "Sister Wang, don't be too sad. I think

Mr. Hu wouldn't want you to be like this either, and it breaks my heart to see you like this."

"Thank you," Wang Nangu forced a smile.

Zhang Wuji sighed and said, "Sister Wang, if you want to cry, just cry it out. It'll make you feel better."

Hearing this, Wang Nangu struggled for a moment, then threw herself into Zhang Wuji's arms and cried loudly. Normally, given Wang Nangu

's personality, she wouldn't throw herself into the arms of someone she didn't know well, especially a man. But Zhang Wuji

was a member of the Ming Cult, and considering his help today, and the fact that he was still young, all these factors combined

made Wang Nangu see Zhang Wuji as a source of support.

Zhang Wuji hugged Wang Nangu and gently patted her back, softly comforting her. Holding Wang Nangu's soft, delicate body,

inhaling her mature fragrance, he felt a surge of heat in his heart. Moreover, Wang Nangu was currently nestled in Zhang Wuji's arms,

her full, firm breasts pressing against his chest, feeling soft and comfortable. His gaze followed Wang Nangu's back

downwards, her large, plump buttocks slightly upturned, their rounded curves still visible even though they were covered by her clothes.

Zhang Wuji's mouth went dry, and his lower body immediately became erect and hard as iron. His eyes were fixed on Wang Nangu's plump buttocks, and

the soft touch on his chest made him swallow hard. His hands couldn't help but gently

stroke . Even through her clothes, he could still feel the smooth texture. Unconsciously, his hands slid down to

the edge of Wang Nangu's buttocks. Just a little further down, and he could touch those plump, fleshy buttocks.

Zhang Wuji's eyes burned with desire, and he kept swallowing his saliva, struggling to decide whether to go down or not.

In the end, desire overcame reason, and his hands gently placed on her buttocks, feeling their warmth, softness, and fleshy texture.

Zhang Wuji glanced at Wang Nangu, seeing her heartbroken and unaware of his actions, and breathed a sigh of relief,

feeling a pang of guilt. But this guilt was quickly overcome by the sensation in his hands.

Zhang Wuji's burning gaze was fixed on Wang Nangu's buttocks, his hands gently squeezing them. "Mmm..."

she couldn't help but groan softly. His palms felt the smooth, soft, and elastic flesh of her buttocks, his fingers sinking into

the flesh —a sensation that greatly stimulated him. He couldn't resist gently stroking and kneading.

"Mmm..." After a long while, Wang Nangu sighed. Zhang Wuji was startled and quickly moved his hands to

her waist, looking down at her. He saw that she was tear-streaked, her face still showing some sadness, but much better than before

, her pretty cheeks regaining some color.

Seeing Zhang Wuji looking at her, Wang Nangu blushed, feeling somewhat embarrassed that she had actually fallen into a man's arms.

She quickly pushed Zhang Wuji away and sat up straight. Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she looked at Zhang Wuji's damp face and felt a little

embarrassed . "Wuji, thank you," she said

. "It's nothing, Sister Wang," Zhang Wuji quickly replied. He

wondered but clearly, she was lost in her grief and hadn't noticed.

Seeing that Wang Nangu was feeling a little better, and considering it was late, Zhang Wuji decided it wouldn't be good for him to stay any longer.

"Sister Wang, you should rest well. I'll be going now."

"Okay," Wang Nangu nodded in response.

Leaving Wang Nangu's room, Zhang Wuji let out a long sigh. He couldn't help but bring his hand to his nose to smell it;

the lingering fragrance of Wang Nangu warmed his heart. He quickly calmed

himself and flashed back into his spatial dimension.

In this dimension, there was now a distinction between day and night. Although there was no sun, moon, or stars, it was

basically synchronized with the outside world. Zhang Wuji entered Yin Susu's room. Inside the space, they saw many rooms. Yin Susu

and Zhang Pan'er shared one, Ji Xiaofu and Yang Buhui shared another, and Zhou Zhiruo shared a third. Zhang Wuji took turns spending

the night . Originally, Zhang Wuji wanted to sleep with all of them, but the women strongly objected, so that plan fell through

. However, Zhang Wuji didn't give up, as long as there was an opportunity.

Zhang Wuji lay down on the bed and reached behind Yin Susu to her breasts, grasping her pair of full, round, and firm breasts,

his lower body pressing against Yin Susu's buttocks. "Mmm... Wuji..." Yin Susu woke up.

"Mother..." Zhang Wuji said somewhat passionately.

Yin Susu, of course, knew what Zhang Wuji wanted to do, and quickly said, "Pan'er is still here." In the past

, when Zhang Wuji wanted her, he would send Zhang Pan'er to Zhou Zhiruo's room.

"Then, like before." Zhang Wuji rubbed Yin Susu's breasts.

"Mmm..." Yin Susu was also somewhat aroused.

Zhang Wuji quickly took off his pants and inserted his penis into Yin Susu's vagina, then hugged

Yin Susu and closed his eyes.

"Mmm..." The fullness in her lower body made Yin Susu let out a satisfied groan, and she closed her eyes in enjoyment.

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