Chapter 14:Born Whore

Liangzhou City.

　　In the evening, a brothel owner walked out of the street and hung up two small red lanterns. A fast horse passed by on the street, and the armor on the mounted soldiers made clanging sounds as they headed straight for the government office in the city.

　　Boom boom boom——

　　The footsteps of the soldiers landed in the backyard of the government office, and finally stopped in front of a closed mahogany door: "Report!"

　　The room was filled with the scent of ink. A young woman with a graceful temperament was sitting quietly and elegantly, looking at the Chengxintang paper spread out on the table. Her eyes were as clear as autumn water and she was a little absent-minded with a bit of sadness. The woman was wearing an indigo-colored Confucian skirt with three folds. It didn't feel heavy on her but rather thin. Perhaps it was because she was so thin and skinny that she felt like she would fall down if the wind blew.

　　At first glance, this woman was not stunningly beautiful, but in fact she had a good appearance and extremely delicate facial features. She just did not have the maturity and gentleness that a woman should have. Instead, she had a unique and incongruous beauty of weakness and sickliness. Such a woman might not arouse the desire to conquer in a man's heart, but instead would generate the urge to protect and cherish her.

　　If we go out and let the literati take a look, who knows, the top eight beauties on the list of the Great Xia Kingdom might include a weak-looking book winner: Wei Suyi.

　　(The top eight winners of the Fu Rouge Ranking are: Shangguan Yuhe for Sword, Su Qingli for Immortal, Liu Zhouyue for White, Dongfang Lan for Phoenix, Pei Wan for Peach, Su Qiutang for Qin, Dongfang Zhener for Tassel, and Xue Xiyue for Charm.)

　　Before she could put pen to paper, she heard the report coming in from outside the door and Wei Suyi opened her lips slightly: "Confirmed."

　　The sound sounds clear and pleasant, very comfortable.

　　"Reporting to Princess Chu, Princess Jiuyuan has arrived unexpectedly and has since entered the Liangzhou Jiange branch."

　　"Then what?"

　　"According to the information from the Dish Network, the princess seems to be looking for someone."

　　"Got it, you can leave now."

　　The footsteps of the soldiers gradually faded away. At this moment, Princess Wei Suyi of Chu suddenly became interested. She held the slate pen with her delicate white fingers and tapped the ink on the paper. She twisted her white wrist and wrote the word "life".

　　The characters are different from person to person, the strokes are vigorous and powerful, and the charm is extraordinary.

　　After stopping writing, Wei Suyi's frail face smiled and murmured, "After all, the women of the Dongfang family are not caged birds. Little Stone Pen, do you think the outside world is as exciting as described in the book?"

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　　Return to the sea of ​​sand.

　　The forbidden area's formation is hidden and enchanting.

　　If you look down from a distance, the big water ball is just a simple water ball.

　　The crack passage torn open by Su Yun looked very wide from the outside, but it was long and narrow inside. The three hundred cavalrymen could only enter in twos and twos a row. There was a little light in the distance. After walking about half a mile, the view suddenly became clear.

　　There is space inside the water ball just as Su Yun said.

　　The green grass on the ground exudes an enchanting fragrance. Faint colorful lights surround a tall and magnificent palace in the center. Countless fairy birds build their nests on the glazed tiles of the palace. Smoke curls up. The magnificent scene of the fairy palace is like a paradise. It is a world that belongs exclusively to cultivators.

　　The Qingluan Iron Cavalry standing on the grass outside the palace all opened their mouths in amazement, except Su Yun, who was looking ahead with his hands behind his back, his face solemn and his brows furrowed.

　　Ji Shaolang, who was standing by, got off his aunt's snow-kicking horse and walked to Su Yun's side. Noticing Su Yun's expression, he asked, "Brother Guzhou, is there something wrong?"

　　"The flow of time here is different from that in the outside world." Su Yun said to Ji Shaolang, "Also, the formation has changed. There should be two groups of people who entered here before us."

　　"Two groups of people?"

　　"Yes, I'm not sure of the exact number."

　　After hearing this, Ji Shaolang's brows tightened. According to the information he knew, people who entered the forbidden land of Sand Sea in the past could usually only search for treasures in the vast ocean outside. He never thought that today would be so tricky. According to the "two groups of people" Su Yun mentioned, they must be the bidders who were auctioning the admission tickets today.

　　"Brother Guzhou, what should we do next?"

　　Among Ji Shaolang and his group, only Su Yun was the most confident in entering this secret place of immortals.

　　"Well...according to the worst-case scenario, I guess they are all masters of returning to the spirit world. If we encounter a treasure hunt at the same time, I am not sure I can win against them, so..."

　　Su Yun turned his head and looked at Ji Shaolang: "Brother Shaolang, you should tell me what you are looking for in the forbidden area? This way I can plan the next step well."

　　Now that things have come to this, it is time for both sides to come to a showdown.

　　In a dangerous place like the forbidden area, even if Su Yun secretly discovered that Ji Shaolang was the King of Chu of Great Xia, the two were ultimately just casual acquaintances. They verbally called each other brothers and seemed very friendly. However, if an emergency occurred, Su Yun would never use the Qingluan Iron Cavalry brought by Ji Shaolang as a backup, and ultimately he would put his own life as the first priority.

　　Ji Shaolang pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Now that we are here, I will not hide it from Brother Guzhou. My identity is the son of the Empress, the King of Chu of Great Xia."

　　Su Yun didn't reply and looked normal.

　　"It seems that Brother Guzhou should have guessed it long ago, but that's also true..."

　　Seeing Su Yun's expression of knowing everything, Ji Shaolang continued, "According to the records of the Royal Treasure Pavilion, fifty years ago, a casual cultivator entered the forbidden land of the Sea of ​​Sand and mistakenly entered this place. According to him, there is a sacred tree planted in the medicinal field of the palace here. The tree is called Fusang, and it has Fiery Sun fruit, which is a great tonic for fire cultivators. Those who get it can attain enlightenment."

　　Su Yun said, "So that's how it is. It seems that Your Highness wants to give this fruit to the Empress?"

　　After the queen mother ascended the throne, she personally led an expedition to the northern barbarians and set foot on the southern border. Her fire-related skills amazed the world of immortal cultivation. Everyone in the world of immortal cultivation knew that the empress was a cultivator with fire spiritual roots, so it was not surprising that Su Yun made such a guess.

　　Ji Shaolang spread out his palm, on which was a dilapidated map of the palace, and said naturally:

　　"As Brother Guzhou thought, the hibiscus tree matures once every fifty years. The time is almost up, so I came here to look for treasure. This is a map of the palace. Although it is only a fragment, it also marks the location of the medicinal field."

　　After receiving the map, Su Yun carefully examined it for a while and said, "This map even shows the hidden mechanisms in the palace. The way out is clear."

　　"Then can we set off now?" Ji Shaolang asked anxiously. After all, there were more than just his group of people entering here, and the hibiscus fruits might have been picked in advance.

　　Su Yun nodded, and looked back at the large group of Qingluan cavalry: "Although the palace is very large, a large group of people entering it seems..."

　　It's a bit too ostentatious.

　　The dashing female general, who was standing not far away and had been eavesdropping on her nephew and Su Yun's chatter, suddenly noticed that their gazes were turning in her direction.

　　Dongfang Zhen'er suddenly tightened the silver spear in her hand, and moved the armor robe covering her long legs. There was some shyness in her bright eyes, as if she did something wrong and didn't want to be discovered. But when she saw Su Yun looking at her like a fool, her expression changed immediately and she said confidently: "Why are you looking at me!"

　　Su Yun had no intention of provoking General Mei, and muttered to Ji Shaolang: "How about this?"

　　Ji Shaolang gave his aunt a look of affirmation and said, "Aunt, you and the cavalry should wait here before entering the palace."

　　The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.

　　Suddenly, Dongfang Zhen'er swung the spear, and the heavy weight on her chest lifted her armor high. Her tight white legs crossed the horse's back, and a silver chain wrapped around her thighs glowed faintly. Her thick and fleshy buttocks slid down along the horse's body, performing a scene that attracted men: 'The beautiful general turned over and dismounted, and the spring scenery under his crotch gradually appeared'.

　　"Shao Lang, what do you mean? Are you asking Aunt to take Qingluan Camp out for a picnic?"

　　His aunt was angry, and Ji Shaolang looked at Su Yun a little timidly.

　　Su Yun swallowed his saliva, not knowing whether he had seen the spring scene or not, thinking of the scene when he sat on Dongfang Zhen'er's face with his hand on her bun. "We don't know how many people are inside now. If the Qingluan Iron Cavalry goes in, it will expose our whereabouts too much. In my opinion, it is better for me to take Brother Shao Lang to attack Huanglong directly and flee immediately after success. This will be the most efficient way."

　　"ha?"

　　Dongfang Zhen'er saw that Su Yun, the scoundrel, didn't dare to look at her, so she opened her cherry lips and said, "Since there may be enemies in there, how could I let you take my little nephew in alone? And who knows if you have evil intentions and want to rob me if you know there are good things in there?"

　　Su Yun did not make any excuses at the moment, but asked, "What ideas do you have, General?"

　　Dongfang Zhen'er glanced at Su Yun with her bright eyes and said with a half-smile: "I can let the Qingluan Camp stay here, but you have to take me in."

　　If you don't bring me with you to this immortal secret realm, and we go in and make trouble, you can't even think about it! If you dare not listen to me, I will tell Shao Lang about your flirting with me, but that should be impossible.

　　After all, it's embarrassing, but it seems a bit cool...

　　Upon hearing this, Su Yun shut up.

　　In a three-way competition, protecting Ji Shaolang and obtaining the Fuso fruit has a high probability of success, but if a mortal female general is involved, it will be a bit difficult and the possibility of accidents will greatly increase.

　　Dongfang Zhen'er stared at Su Yun for a while, and her bright eyes seemed to see through Su Yun's thoughts. She patted her chest under the light armor with her free hand and said, "In terms of personal martial arts, I am not inferior to the cultivators in the early stage of returning to the spirit world. Are you afraid of bringing a burden?"

　　Su Yun gave a bitter smile and gave up: "Okay, but you must follow my instructions after entering. According to the map, there are countless secret rooms and traps in this palace. It is still too dangerous for people who practice martial arts."

　　"That's enough, you're just a woman if you keep dithering." Dongfang Zhen'er, who had succeeded, raised her gun and turned to the direction of the Qingluan Iron Cavalry and said:

　　"All the troops will stay where they are, and wait for the three of us to enter the palace alone. If the Tiger Order is broken, Bai Qianqian will temporarily serve as the general and lead the troops into the palace for rescue."

　　Bai Qianqian, who was called, bowed and saluted in front of Dongfang Zhener, and took a tiger order.

　　Afterwards, Dongfang Zhen'er and Ji Shaolang followed Su Yun into the palace.

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　　The scattered palaces sparkled brightly under the sunlight from the forbidden area.

　　After entering the palace.

　　There were no luxurious and magnificent rooms, no priceless jade slabs. Instead, the ground was covered with mud and sand, the walls were cracked, and there were broken and scattered objects all around, covered with dust.

　　Su Yun took Dongfang Zhen'er and Shao Lang along the route on the old map, avoiding traps along the way and staying safe.

　　Soon, they arrived at a dark tunnel behind the palace.

　　Encountering a black hole of unknown depth, the beautiful general, as a woman, was somewhat timid and frowned, saying, "Should we go in?"

　　Su Yun looked deep into the tunnel, casually made a spell, and a beam of green light flew inward for dozens of steps before gradually fading. He said, "This cave is very deep. Once you go in, you should see the medicinal field with hibiscus fruit trees described on the map."

　　Then he took out a long sword from his sleeve and walked into the tunnel first.

　　The long tunnel was extremely quiet; the only sounds could be heard: the three people's slow footsteps and even the sound of their accelerated heartbeats.

　　Ji Shaolang followed closely behind Su Yun, holding the night-shining pearl that Su Yun had given him to light up the road.

　　Dongfang Zhen'er, who was excited about the treasure hunt, now carefully grasped the silver spear and tremblingly pulled up Shao Lang's clothes. Her usually heroic eyes were tightly closed, and she was obviously a little afraid of the dark and ghosts.

　　Rustle, rustle——

　　Su Yun suddenly stopped and held his long sword horizontally.

　　"Ah~ Why did you stop?" Dongfang Zhen'er didn't dare to open her eyes. Her body was pressed close to Ji Shaolang. The woman's unique fragrance permeated Shaolang's nostrils.

　　Ji Shaolang, who was hugging his aunt's soft shoulders for comfort, turned his head to look at Su Yun, who was half-squatting with a frown on his face, only to see him poking forward with a knife.

　　The next moment, Su Yun's voice was heard: "I thought I kicked something, but it turned out to be a dead rat."

　　"It's a mouse, don't be afraid, auntie."

　　Dongfang Zhen'er, who was frightened to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat, heaved a long sigh of relief, and her hard silver armor swelled up: "What? I thought there was a ghost."

　　"It's not easy to encounter ghosts. In spiritual practice, ghosts are nothing more than the residual souls of dead people. They are gloomy creatures that counteract the yang energy of human beings. When ordinary people encounter them, they just need to..."

　　Su Yun was explaining to Dongfang Zhen'er in a babble. In the middle of his words, he suddenly stopped breathing, turned his sharp sword eyes to the cave, and his ears moved slightly: "There is someone inside."

　　"Anyone?"

　　Su Yun nodded in response and asked Ji Shaolang, "And they've started fighting, what are you going to do?"

　　Although it is unclear who the fighters are, there is no doubt that they were fighting for treasure or some other dispute. It is very likely that the Fuso fruit has been discovered by now.

　　Ji Shaolang was undecided, and Su Yun spoke first: "No matter who is in this forbidden area, the strongest realm can only mobilize the spirit of the peak. From my perception, there are no more than three people fighting. Although I can't beat them all, I can still deal with them. So I sneak in to disrupt the situation, and you two hide in the dark and try to grab the treasure, how about it?"

　　After thinking for a while, Dongfang Zhen'er realized that she was dealing with a human, not a ghost, and calmed down. She agreed rationally, "Okay, if you can't defeat us and we can't take the treasure, we'll retreat immediately. I'll have the Qingluan Army guard the gates of each palace to trap them. We're not afraid that they'll run away with the treasure. As long as they get out, they'll be prisoners of my Qingluan Army."

　　Whoosh——

　　Seeing that Dongfang Zhen'er had made up her mind, Su Yun said no more. He stomped on the ground again, and his body turned into a breeze and rushed into the cave in an instant.

　　After a few breaths, Su Yun rushed in with a long sword in hand. There was no sunlight in the spacious underground palace. A perpetual fire lamp on the ceiling reflected on the shimmering lake. Su Yun, who had just landed, paused for a moment and stared ahead in a daze.

　　On the lake.

　　I saw the young woman holding a sword, with sword energy running wildly. The dim firelight shone on her stunning face as white as tofu. Her sword eyes were solemn and she was born with a kind of cold and arrogant temperament. Her dark eyebrows were lightly stained with ink, her lips were red without any dye, her jet-black hair was slanted with a jade hairpin to make her hair look like a towering cloud, she looked both elegant and cold and arrogant.

　　What was different from usual was that the young woman had an emerald jade pendant on the collar of her dark white Taoist robe, and her plump breasts stood high underneath. The most eye-catching thing was undoubtedly the plump and juicy breasts on both sides, which showed her lust. If you were not careful, you would worry that they would pop out from under her clothes.

　　As she moved, her beautiful legs appeared faintly from under her Taoist robe and long skirt, as long as jade pillars, and her white and creamy leg flesh trembled with the movements, adding a touch of maturity and sexiness to the stunning and cold fairy for the first time. Further down, there were more than three-inch high ankle-binding crystal heels that gently wrapped her lotus feet.

　　Why do these shoes look familiar?

　　When Su Yun was depressed and thinking hard, and was about to watch carefully, the young woman raised her beautiful legs horizontally and kicked the man in Confucian clothes wearing a white dragon mask in front of her in the face.

　　Seeing the young woman attacking the concubine directly, the scholar had to raise his elbow to block it. The next moment, the beautiful young woman spun in the air, and the dark white Taoist robe fit her perfect figure with even curves. Then, the long sword in her hand trembled and made a sound. A bright red light flashed throughout the underground palace. The tip of the sword emitted a terrifying cold air and pierced the chest of the man in Confucian clothes quickly.

　　The man in Confucian clothes took a kick from the stunning young woman, but his body remained firm. Facing the fatal sword, he calmly touched the surface of the lake with his feet, moved his body sideways, and moved the handle of the straight knife in his left hand along his waist to his right hand. A white light flashed, and the knife's energy scraped the stunning young woman's sword forward, and it was about to chop the stunning young woman's face.

　　"Danger!"

　　The sound of rubbing the ground.

　　Suddenly, a strange knife trembled in the air, like a dragon's roar, suppressing the noisy sounds throughout the entire underground palace. Su Yun took out his knife and resolutely joined the game. His body almost rushed in front of the two people following the knife energy. Then he raised the knife and turned it to sweep towards the Confucian scholar, and in the meantime, he also put his arm around the beautiful young woman's soft waist.

　　The two soldiers collided, but unfortunately it was the knife in Su Yun's hand that was shaken away.

　　The fight lasted only a blink of an eye, and Su Yun was shocked. Although his swordsmanship was not as good as the swordsmanship he had practiced for many years, after practicing in Julong Mountain for a year and a half, under the guidance of his master, Su Yun had broken through six small realms from the third realm of Guiling and reached the ninth realm of Guiling.

　　Under the constraints of the restricted realm of the Sand Sea Forbidden Land, no matter how strong the enemy is, he should be able to be on par with himself, but what is the result?

　　After losing the move, his energy could not be sustained. Seeing that the Confucian scholar was going to attack his vital points, Su Yun could only drop his knife to avoid him and float away while holding the young woman.

　　When the scholar saw the two retreating, he also stopped attacking and lowered his sword. He propped up his chin with one hand through the white dragon mask and murmured, "Interesting. The Great Yu Sky-Smashing Sword and the Military Order Slash. I thought these martial arts were extinct."

　　Hidden in the dark, two groups of people said:

　　"This guy started a fight without any reason and ran away with the woman in his arms. Shao Lang, it's really dishonest of you to hire this kind of helper."

　　"Hehehe." Ji Shaolang smiled apologetically.

　　~~~

　　"Who is this person?"

　　"No."

　　"Hey, why are you holding it up? Damn it, someone touched your sweet cabbage first."

　　There was a sound of twisting waist and flesh: "You still say you don't want to take advantage of the clan leader?"

　　"Why, are you still jealous?" The sound of gurgling water: "Are you not thinking about your little Yun'er?"

　　"Stop it, look first...don't...do business first."

　　"Nothing else, this is business to me.?"

　　"Well...you."

　　The peach fragrance filled the darkness. On the other hand, although the battle on the lake in the distance had stopped, the conflict was still going on.

　　"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

　　Su Yun, who was wearing a disguise mask and going by the alias Liu Guzhou, was hugging a stunning young woman a few dozen steps away from the Confucian scholar. He had his arms around the stunning young woman's waist with a worried look in his eyes. He was not feeling his shoulders at all, as he pressed against the fragrant and soft breasts of the stunning young woman.

　　After not seeing her for many days, she was still as cool and beautiful as in his memory, as beautiful as a fairy in a painting. The young woman Su Yun rescued was not a stranger, but his mother, Shangguan Yuhe.

　　However.

　　Shangguan Jianxian, who was rescued by Su Yun, did not reply. She broke free from Su Yun's hand and floated away. The mature and fully blossoming feminine charm was fleeting in Su Yun's arms. After floating to the side, a cold voice was faintly heard: "Thank you."

　　No need to thank me, it's only natural for a son to save his mother.

　　Su Yun really wanted to say this, but when he saw the cold expression on his mother's face as she looked at him, he suddenly remembered that his appearance had changed, and it was normal for his mother not to recognize him. He had to turn his head to check out the enemy in front of him.

　　"Young man, are you here to look for treasure?"

　　The voice was mature and cold. Su Yun, who was trying to understand the depth of the Confucian scholar, heard what his mother said, turned his head and explained to her: "Yes, I came for the Fusang fruit."

　　Lake surface.

　　Shangguan Yuhe pointed the Red Tide Sword at the lake, his sword eyes slanted over, and asked suspiciously, "You took the Fusang fruit, so you are Dongfang Lan's man?"

　　Dongfang Lan?

　　This name sounds a bit familiar, oh! I remember, it's the name of the empress.

　　Su Yun thought for a moment and realized that since he was working for King Ji Shaolang of Chu, it seemed not wrong to say that he was the empress's man, so he nodded to his mother.

　　Dongfang Zhen'er, who was hiding in the dark, poked her silver spear and said, "Why did he say all this?"

　　Ji Shaolang frowned. Brother Guzhou was the disciple of Master Liu. That stunning young woman actually mentioned the queen mother's name. Could it be?

　　"Brother Guzhou and that young woman might know each other, so don't worry, auntie."

　　After hearing what her nephew said, Dongfang Zhen'er calmed down a little and her bright eyes turned back to the battlefield.

　　Shangguan Yuhe confirmed the identity of Su Yun's mask. After careful consideration, he felt strange that the empress had hidden such a young and fair-skinned man. However, since this man helped him, even if his words were false, he was at least not a powerful enemy.

　　Then, Shangguan Yuhe turned away from the sword eyes that were examining Su Yun, and ordered in an absolutely arrogant tone: "Assist me in the battle, and the Fusang fruit will be yours afterwards."

　　Su Yun blinked. It turned out that his mother was so domineering when speaking to outsiders. Although he thought so, Su Yun always obeyed his mother's words. He decisively took out a pair of long maces from the space in his sleeves and prepared to fight with his mother.

　　The scholar on the opposite side saw the two men joining forces, stroked his sword and chuckled, obviously not taking them seriously: "One is a sword cultivator who took my sword's coldness, and the other is a Guiling ninth level cultivator whose realm aura doesn't seem to be very stable. Do you think you can stop me with just this?"

　　Su Yun's face changed slightly, and he turned to look at his mother. Is his mother injured?

　　Long before Su Yun entered the tunnel.

　　Shangguan Yuhe, Pei Wan and Huang Feng were searching for treasure in the palace. Huang Feng accidentally touched a mechanism and several people were separated. Then Shangguan Yuhe accidentally came into this place. Unexpectedly, a man suddenly rushed out from the dark. She drew her sword to resist in time. Although she avoided the blade, she was hit by the sword energy.

　　But the sword immortal has the dignity of a sword immortal. The sword represents the way of the king and is worthy of his virtue.

　　"I'm fine." Shangguan Yuhe held the Red Tide Sword upside down, raised his hand to wipe the blood off the corner of his lips, and raised his sword eyes to the front, without any intention of retreating: "But you... In the first year of Zhao'an, the empress came to Tianji Gate in person to destroy the sword technique and Confucian inheritance. I didn't expect that there is still a legacy. Who are you?"

　　"hehe."

　　The scholar didn't seem to care about Shangguan Yuhe's guess, and just said calmly: "Who do you think I am, Sect Master?"

　　"Since you don't want to talk." Shangguan Yuhe was not one to talk big on the battlefield. He pointed his sword forward and said, "I'll beat you until you start talking."

　　Su Yun stood by holding two long maces and eating melons. He didn't understand anything, but it didn't matter what he thought. The key was to look at his mother Bingning's cautious expression when fighting the enemy, and he could guess that this Confucian scholar was not a simple person.

　　But Su Yun's mind swept through those brilliant male monks, who either died more than ten years ago or died inexplicably. The Confucian scholar in front of him didn't seem to match any of them. It felt like such a person did not exist in the history he had read.

　　The Red Tide Sword was unsheathed, and a strong wind exploded.

　　As Shangguan Yuhe exerted all his strength, the lake water rose into a ten-foot-high wave. The surface of the lake was instantly covered with sword shadows, and the momentum was terrifying to the extreme. A figure in black and white rushed towards the Confucian scholar, and the red tide sword pierced forward like a rainbow that startled the sun and surged like a raging wave.

　　This refers to the offensive, not the chest surge.

　　Faced with the unrivaled momentum, the Confucian scholar's eyes remained indifferent as if he was standing above all living beings. Shangguan Yuhe's sword was very powerful. If both sides were in the void in the outside world, he would probably turn around and run away when he saw the sword. Only a reckless idiot would take it head-on. His style was to dodge a sword and then come back to finish it off.

　　However, this is a sea of ​​sand, a forbidden area, a small world with a small layout.

　　Shangguan Yuhe, whose realm was suppressed, was the first to feel the chill of the knife. It seemed that a certain force was suppressed in his body at all times. How powerful a blow can you bring?

　　The scholar raised his head, his robe flattened by the strong wind brought by Shangguan Yuhe's attack. Facing the long sword and the waves that were about to kill him, the energy in his body rose wildly. He held the Wanhandle in his left hand and stroked the blade with his right hand.

　　Then he raised his sword and chopped it upwards, with the sword energy swinging in the air to form a half moon. The sword energy and sword energy of both sides collided, and splashes of water exploded on the surface of the lake.

　　Su Yun, who was standing nearby, was stunned. He held two maces in his hands but could not swing them. Although he felt that the quality of the opponent's spiritual energy was at the Guiling realm, the fighting realm between them was much stronger than his own.

　　Su Yun was afraid that if he rushed in rashly, he would not be able to help his mother and might even be a hindrance.

　　Peng——

　　The blade broke, and the scholar's figure flew backwards, then hit the wall of the underground palace and sank into a dent. His shirt was completely torn, his body was covered with blood, and an inch-deep sword wound was stabbed in the middle of his chest.

　　Su Yun was delighted when he saw this.

　　Mother is indeed mother, the number one swordsman in Kyushu...?

　　Just when Su Yun thought that his mother had defeated the scholar with her absolute strength, the mist on the lake caused by the battle between the two gradually disappeared.

　　.

　　I realized that my mother was kneeling on the lake, gasping for breath. Her fair and beautiful face was covered with sweat. Her dark white Taoist robe was wet by the lake water. Her proud breasts drew an extremely seductive arc under the lapels. There were two round and protruding dots on the top of the peaks, which looked red under the white material. The hem of her robe was lifted up, and her long and beautiful legs like cream were half soaked in the lake water. The white leg flesh was trembling with force.

　　Su Yun vaguely heard the sound of water dripping from Shangguan Yuhe's crotch. Fearing that his mother might get hurt, he hurried forward.

　　Shangguan Yuhe heard the sound of stepping water behind her and trembled in panic. The sound of water stopped. She thought of putting her hands across her chest to block her spring view, but she lifted them lightly and put them back in front of her hips, looking like she had no strength left.

　　"Are you okay?" Su Yun came closer and looked at him.

　　Fortunately, mother was not injured, but... there was a faint blush on her face, her eyes were charming, her legs were tightly clamped under her Taoist robe, and there were water stains on her slender calves and high-heeled feet. I don't know if Su Yun was seeing things, those water stains didn't look like lake water, but rather sticky and slippery.

　　Mother!

　　Mother!

　　At this moment, my mother was actually kneeling on the lake, with her hips slightly apart, her hands moving, her beautiful legs trembling and curled up, and the occasional moans coming from her nose...

　　My mother actually...

　　Suddenly, Shangguan Yuhe's delicate body shook violently, her cold and beautiful sword eyes swept towards Su Yun, and her lips could not help but tremble: "Young man... help me... help... hurry up... um, help me...!"

　　???

　　Mother, how can I help you?

　　Su Yun couldn't help swallowing his saliva and looked stunned.

　　Just as Su Yun was thinking about whether to bury the defeated enemies, how to take the Fusang fruit and give it to Ji Shaolang, and where to find relief while holding his mother who was either possessed or suddenly became unruly.

　　The Confucian scholar sunk in the pit moved, the bleeding from the sword wound on his body had stopped, and the situation had changed.

　　Suddenly, the figure of the scholar flashed in front of Su Yun, and he punched Su Yun's side with his right hand with all his strength. The punch was so powerful that Su Yun turned around in horror. There was no way to avoid this punch. If he chose to dodge, this punch might hit his mother.

　　Tut - the sound of flesh hitting flesh, Su Yun could only raise his left arm to block, taking the punch head-on, and could feel the tearing pain of broken bones.

　　But he couldn't think too much. While being attacked, Su Yun bent over and hugged his mother. He didn't care how soft and smooth his hands were, nor did he care about the unique smell of a mature woman when he held his mother in front of him.

　　However, the Confucian scholar would not let Su Yun rescue the person for nothing.

　　Seeing Su Yun picking up Shangguan Yuhe and rushing to the shore, the scholar immediately jumped up and stepped towards where Su Yun and Shangguan Yuhe were standing.

　　"Borrow my gun!" Su Yun, who had put his mother on the shore, suddenly shouted.

　　A silver spear flew out from the tunnel above the lake in the underground palace and was thrown directly at the scholar. The scholar, whose realm had been lowered, obviously did not expect that there was someone hiding in the tunnel. However, this person did not seem to have immortal power. The spear he threw was just brute force, and at most it would penetrate a few inches into the body, and would not cause serious injuries. The most important thing now was...

　　Just when the Confucian scholar was about to do nothing and just kick Su Yun unconscious.

　　Su Yun stepped on the ground with one foot, raised his hand and pointed at the scholar: "Trapped! There is no water in the lake."

　　As Su Yun finished speaking, the water under the scholar's feet suddenly disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be pressed down by an invisible force, his body was pressed into a hunched shrimp, and a look of surprise finally appeared on his plain face: "Formation Master! Little guy, you have learned a lot of things."

　　After saying that.

　　The scholar shook his arms upwards, his whole body swelled and turned red, and then he raised the invisible force upwards like an angry King Kong lifting a tripod. On the other hand, after Su Yun briefly suppressed the scholar under the lake, he took the silver spear thrown by Dongfang Zhen'er, held the butt of the spear in his hand, and gathered his strength to prepare to shoot.

　　After three breaths, the scholar pushed away Su Yun's formation and jumped back onto the water again.

　　Su Yun's eyes were filled with surprise. One must know that in the great Dao, everyone has his own constraints. The heavier the fate, the greater the opportunities and destiny that one will receive.

　　According to Master Yue, people of the same realm would usually be stunned for half an hour in the Kun Gua, but this person was only stunned for three breaths in the Kun Gua.

　　How great a destiny does this Confucian scholar bear?

　　But now there is no time to think too much, the most important thing is how to defeat him.

　　call out--

　　The spear cut through the air, and in an instant there was thunder in the underground palace, and it seemed as if thousands of troops were galloping around. Su Yun's move was the Fengbo Spear, a spear technique used by the former Dayu Dynasty to stabilize the country and ensure the safety of the country. Wherever it passed, all the winds and waves were subdued.

　　When the Confucian scholar who had just jumped out of the water saw the spear, he slid back seven steps. You have to know that he had no weapon to block it, while Su Yun had a long weapon in his hand. Keeping the necessary distance to weaken the power of the spear was the best way to resist it in a short time.

　　In a flash, the spear came at him. The scholar's sleeves fluttered, and he sat down in a horse stance, sliding his left foot outward. The water under his feet was driven by his qi sea and turned into a water wall to alleviate the attack of the Fengbo spear.

　　However, the water wall was only a drop in the bucket to stop the spear. As the spear was about to pierce the scholar's chest, the scholar raised a finger and said, "Break!"

　　At the same time as Su Yun's unstoppable gunshot came at him, the scholar uttered single words and performed magic with his fingertips.

　　The invisible spiritual power blocked the tip of Feng Bo's spear, and the silver spear couldn't move forward even a single step. Even the spear shaft was pressed into a crescent shape. Su Yun showed surprise, as this was the first time he encountered such an enemy method.

　　Without waiting for Su Yun to respond, the scholar did not want to give the young monk a chance to catch his breath, and once again muttered a single word: "Break!"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, the true energy in the scholar's body was like a flood. Su Yun felt that the formation he had set up before by stepping on the water was completely out of control. A ray of energy flashed by, and Su Yun's left hand, which was holding the butt of the gun, burst into a blood mist. The flesh on his shoulder seemed to have been stirred, and the bones were visible.

　　As Su Yun was injured and his spear skills became ineffective, the scholar came over and punched Su Yun in the face.

　　boom--

　　Su Yun rolled over and flew backwards, hitting the wall of the underground palace, causing the wall to shatter and rocks to fall.

　　Ji Shaolang, who was hiding in the dark, looked nervous. He had never thought that this Confucian scholar was so powerful that he could fight two cultivators of the same realm in the forbidden area without losing at all. He hurriedly said, "Aunt, quickly break the Tiger Order and order the Qingluan Camp to seal off the palace."

　　However, while Shao Lang was speaking, General Dongfang had already taken out the Tiger Order and crushed it.

　　In another hidden tunnel, while Su Yun and the Confucian scholar were fighting, Huang Feng lay on Pei Wan, holding her waist and fucking her hard.

　　Pei Wan, who was pressed under him, didn't know whether she was longing for Huang Feng's fierce and rough sex, or wanted Huang Feng to finish the job quickly. She tried her best to raise her plump and perky buttocks to cater to Huang Feng's thrusting. The tender and smooth walls of her vagina kept sucking the penis in and out of her body. Her little mouth was slightly open: "I can't take it anymore, I really... I can't take it anymore..."

　　The feeling of conquest surged through his body, and Huang Feng was extremely satisfied: "Very good, I'm going to cum."

　　"Hmm..." Pei Wantao's eyes were full of seductiveness, and she urged: "Come on, cum inside."

　　Huang Feng held his breath, pressed Pei Wan's waist and fat buttocks with his hands, and thrust harder, each time reaching the bottom. After a while, his body trembled, and the python head pressed against Pei Wan's womb and sprayed out a violent essence. Pei Wan felt a strong stimulation, and trembled all over as if struck by lightning, his eyes turned white, and he fainted.

　　With a mixture of lust and desire, Huang Feng pulled out a huge and fierce human whip, took out clothes from the ring and put them on, then holding the Ruyi in his hand, he raised his foot and walked out of the tunnel. It was as if there was a blessing from the Arhat Buddha's light behind him, and he turned into a golden light and flashed to the lakeside, next to Shangguan Yuhe, who was in dishevel and had sword-like eyes.

　　During this period, only the Confucian scholar standing in the center of the lake witnessed the action. However, he did not try to stop it, but watched calmly.

　　Just like a surfer proudly riding on the crest of the waves, a prophet who grasps the rules, everything is under his control.

　　"Ahem."

　　Not long after Huang Feng carried Shangguan Yuhe, Su Yun, who was stuck in the wall, struggled to get up. The disguise mask he had been wearing was half-off, and his face was swollen and black under the mask. His sharp sword eyes swept across the underground palace to observe the situation, panting and muttering, "Mother?"

　　"Where did that woman go?"

　　"Disguise?" The scholar who heard this turned to look at Su Yun, and frowned when he saw Su Yun's appearance and said, "I don't know."

　　Su Yun tore his clothes, tied up his bleeding left shoulder with a piece of grass, and said angrily: "King Chu, General Dongfang, I hope you can leave quickly, and ask Qingluan Camp to help me find the injured woman in the palace. I can deal with this scholar! Quick!!"

　　"Brother Guzhou?" "Okay! Shaolang, let's go."

　　The response sounded, but soon dissipated in the underground palace.

　　The lake became completely calm, and after several battles, the lake surface in the underground palace was covered with rubble and broken banks.

　　Su Yun walked out slowly. After receiving two orders from the Confucian scholar and receiving a punch, he lost an arm and received a lot of damage. Not only his spiritual energy and physical strength were depleted, but his heart was beating like a drum.

　　On the other hand, the scholar on the other side was half naked, with bloodstains all over his body and a sword wound from Shangguan Yuhe on his chest. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he still looked calm and composed: "Very good. It seems that although you have only been promoted for a short time, your foundation is very solid. I really want to know who your master is, and how he could teach such a proud child."

　　"hehe."

　　Su Yun lowered his eyes and laughed, spitting out bloody phlegm from his mouth: "I learned the formation and other weapon cultivation methods from Yue Erer on Penglai Island, and I also have a master..."

　　The world in his sleeves moved, and the long green sword fell into Su Yun's right hand. The scabbard turned blue, and there was a blue dragon spitting out a pearl on the hilt, and a tasseled jade plate hung on it.

　　In the silent underground palace, the calm pupils under the white dragon mask of the Confucian scholar showed a rare ripple of color, thinking: Yue Qier, the formation... Yue Qi Yue Qi Zhou Yue? Green scroll sword, I see, I was wondering how the heavenly book showed that Julong Mountain was opened, I see.

　　Su Yun, holding the green scroll, approached the scholar step by step. "On the road of cultivation, the weak will eat away the weak. I have understood this principle not long ago. I have not killed many people, and I don't want to kill people... We have no worries or grievances, but you hurt that woman just now, I can't forgive you, and then you broke my arm and punched me, I should pay you back."

　　The scholar listened to Su Yun's words, lowered his head to glance at the wordless book hanging on his waistband, then turned to look at the fruit trees deep in the lake.

　　It looks like we've come too early, so we won't be able to pick the fruit. We may have to change our plans.

　　The thought came to him, and the scholar secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that you, a young boy, are very sure that this sword can kill me."

　　Su Yun shook his head. He was not sure in his heart, but the light in his eyes was very clear. His mind flashed with the words his mother said when he was a child learning sword:

　　"On the path of sword cultivation, even if there is a vast ocean or a high mountain ahead, even if there is a path to the underworld ahead, sword cultivation has only one sword. This is the last sword, please take it."

　　The scholar had a cautious look on his face, he seemed to have heard this before, in the summer more than ten years ago, he went out of the mountains and traveled around various forbidden areas, he once fought with a sword cultivator for ten days, in the end when both sides were almost exhausted, the sword cultivator chanted these words into the void, and swung his sword with heroic spirit.

　　The scholar was defeated in that battle. He still remembers the sword of the swordsman, which is exactly the same as the one in the young man's hand.

　　Mother, you have pledged your all to the country and the world, and you have made every effort to achieve the same goal. Can I do it?

　　"Come here! Young swordsman, I have cultivated this word for decades, and I will give it to you!"

　　"Yoo!"

　　The green sword made a dragon's cry, and the sword energy was as cold as a leaf. Facing Su Yun's strongest sword, the scholar took off the white dragon mask on his face, revealing his face with thick eyebrows and white hair.

　　I never thought that although the scholar looked full of energy, he actually looked like an old man under the mask.

　　It tastes a bit like bean roots and dried bamboo shoots. The bones were really hard to chew that year.

　　Xu You, the Confucian saint of the Nine Provinces of Daxia, accepts death!

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　　Let's get back to the topic.

　　No matter how fierce the fight in the underground palace is, Huang Feng will be exhausted of spiritual power due to his full strength due to suppressing his realm, causing the suppressed "bone scraping" aphrodisiac to counterattack. He will carry the dizzy Shangguan Yuhe on his shoulders and wander around the sand sea palace looking for an empty place.

　　Pei Wan followed behind him, her plump legs under her pink skirt still dripping with the semen that Huang Feng had injected into her before: "Huang Feng, where are you taking the Sect Master?"

　　As Huang Feng was running, he was feeling Shangguan Yuhe's magnificent breasts rubbing against his back. Upon hearing Pei Wan's question, he shamelessly patted the sword fairy's big fat butt. His hand was a bit too strong, and a red handprint immediately appeared on Shangguan Yuhe's round, snow-white buttocks under her Taoist robe.

　　Then Shangguan Yuhe moaned, her sword eyes turned white and turned upwards, and her tongue stuck out: "Oh"

　　Pei Wan saw this and said, "How did the Sect Master become like this? I feel..."

　　Huang Feng's ugly face showed a sinister smile: "She used the medicine I gave her to practice, and just now she used all her strength. She couldn't hold it back anymore, so she turned into this slutty bitch."

　　Pei Wan looked at the Sect Master, who looked very much like himself half a month ago: "Why would she use your medicine... You must have used a trick, just like..."

　　Just like when you want to play with me.

　　Huang Feng found an empty small room and walked in holding the jade hexagon. "Heaven and earth can testify to this. It was Sect Master Shangguan who chose to use it himself. It has nothing to do with me."

　　Pei Wan sneered disdainfully: "Do you think I will believe you?"

　　"Um..."

　　It was impossible to imagine that the number one female swordsman in Kyushu, who was as cold and arrogant as an iceberg snow lotus, would make such a charming voice the moment Huang Feng placed her on the stone bed in the room.

　　"Don't forget what you promised me." Huang Feng put Shangguan Yuhe away, turned around and said to Pei Wan: "Or do you not want to save him anymore?"

　　Pei Wan frowned: "Then what do you want to do? You don't want to?"

　　Huang Feng turned his head away: "If I ask for it here, what can you do?"

　　Pei Wan was upset. If what Huang Feng said to him was true, the future of Yun'er, Daxia, and even the entire world of immortal cultivation would be destroyed in an instant.

　　If Huang Feng doesn't hand over that thing, even if we disobey him, what can the sect leader and I do in the face of this?

　　Maybe nothing can be changed.

　　"Okay, I won't fuck this silly woman, at least I won't put my finger inside her." Huang Feng said with a smile, and sat down next to Shangguan Yuhe, holding her plump and round breasts.

　　The irrepressible aphrodisiac made Fairy Shangguan go crazy, her whole body was covered with sweat, her clear and cold sword eyes became full of charm, her long legs turned over and over under her Taoist robe, her white jade toes curled up and rubbed against the bed, her snow-white buttocks trembled from time to time and rubbed against it.

　　The aloof and noble sword fairy is no longer there, and has turned into a sultry woman who longs for male nourishment and wants to vent her sexual desire at all times.

　　Pei Wan, standing at the door, tightened her plump legs and said, "Then what are you going to do?"

　　"The aphrodisiac is now flowing around her body, and her mind is in a trance. I need to clear her acupoints first to let the aphrodisiac drain out. I think she will recover this way."

　　"Then let me do it." Pei Wan took a deep breath and threatened to do it himself.

　　Huang Feng was not willing to do that, and said, "That young man is obviously no match for the scholar. If he comes and finds me later, will you let me stop him?"

　　It is obvious that Pei Wan is a Huayun cultivator, and is one of the strongest here even at the lowest level. Huang Feng is only at the fifth level of Guiling, and is far inferior to them.

　　Seeing Pei Wan wavering, Huang Feng immediately added fuel to the fire: "Aren't you good at illusions? Guard the door and set up illusions so that no one can find you. I will cure Master Shangguan and leave here as soon as possible."

　　"Then don't you want the Fusang leaves? How can the Sect Master still lock onto Qingshan's remaining soul?"

　　As he spoke, Huang Feng took out three leaves from his arms, but he did not explain: "I already had that thing, and I came in just to play with you, but who would have thought that you would be so unlucky."

　　"You were in the tunnel, pressing me...pressing me to do those shameful things. Otherwise, I could go out and help the Sect Master..."

　　"Come on, come on. If you keep dragging your feet, this bitch will be completely out of control. Don't barge in without permission. If the recovery process is disturbed and she becomes a fool, it won't be my fault."

　　As they talked, our Fairy Shangguan's body had been completely devoured by desire. She squatted behind Huang Feng, rubbing her chest against his under the tightly wrapped Taoist robe. Her two long beautiful legs spread out and actively rubbed against Huang Feng's back. Not only that, her snow-white arms also wrapped around Huang Feng's body and began to grope downwards.

　　Looking at Shangguan Yuhe who was already burning with desire, Pei Wan wanted to say to his long-time friend: Do you still remember who you are? Is this the swordsman who rules a sect and is the best in the nine states?

　　With a sigh, Pei Wan turned around, closed the door, and waved his hand to cast an illusion to cover up the space.

　　After closing the door.

　　The situation changed, Huang Feng straightened up and lay comfortably on the bed. Shangguan Yuli's rationality had been shattered. What attracted her most in the room was undoubtedly the strong masculine scent of Huang Feng, which was different from the one from Su Qingshan and Su Yun in the past.

　　The smell of the barbarian man was naturally wild and strong, which almost made her intoxicated. The long-suppressed desire and passion were suddenly ignited. Her body couldn't help but tremble, and she naturally responded by pressing on Huang Feng.

　　The plump breasts were pressed into obscene curves. Huang Feng reached out and lifted Shangguan Yuhe's wet hair that was sticking to her goose neck, then gently stroked her stunning and cold cheek.

　　For a moment, Shangguan Yuhe's expression changed slightly, her eyes full of love turned into fear, her brows were furrowed, and she felt resistance.

　　"Sure enough, aphrodisiac alone cannot completely control this woman."

　　Huang Feng muttered, loosening his hand that was caressing Shangguan Yuhe's face and moving his hand downwards: "As long as the emotional cord is not aroused, and with my methods, I guess he won't wake up completely."

　　As he spoke, Huang Feng's dark and dry hand reached into Shangguan Yuhe's dress. He hooked his little finger on the collar and pulled it slightly. The clothes were half-removed, revealing a pair of soft and plump breasts. The two blood-red buds on her chest stood upright in shyness and lust.

　　Huang Feng, who had seen countless people, really couldn't imagine that there was such a perfect body in the world. Every inch of Shangguan Yuhe's body, whether it was the facial features, skin, or even the breasts revealed after taking off clothes, everything was so perfect.

　　It is probably hard to imagine how magnificent Shangguan Yuhe's breasts are hidden when she is wearing clothes.

　　It is crystal white, smooth and fine, and even though it has raised a child, it is still tall and well-proportioned. In terms of size, perhaps only Pei Wan can surpass it, but in terms of shape, elasticity and color, no one can compare to it.

　　The lustful Huang Feng grabbed Shangguan Yuhe's breasts hard and buried his fingers into them, squeezing them into an obscene shape. The buds on the top of Shangguan Yuhe's beautiful breasts were smooth and the two nipples were like cherries standing in the jungle, nourished by rain and dew, waiting to be picked.

　　Huang Feng bent his head and took it in his mouth, biting it lightly with his teeth. It tasted rich in milk, but it was a pity that there was no milk.

　　"Um..."

　　Shangguan Yuhe frowned as she watched this scene, her heart seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and her spiritual consciousness deep in her heart revived, suggesting that these things could not be done.

　　But in her mind, Shangguan Yuhe's consciousness was shrouded in a strange pink smoke. She could vaguely sense everything that happened in the outside world, but she seemed a little unaware. Whenever she tried to react, she would be blocked by the smoke and unable to move.

　　"ah..."

　　Shangguan Yuhe, whose nipples were being swallowed by Huang Feng, looked even more lifeless and cold. As his tongue kept circling her nipples and areolas, her lips couldn't help but let out confused and blurry gasps one after another.

　　In a trance, Shangguan Yuhe returned to the scene of his dream that day. He found himself lying on the sword-practicing platform in the backyard of Jiange, with his legs spread apart, waiting for the moment when Yun'er would enter his body and mind.

　　The Yun'er who was leaning against him suddenly turned into the thin and short Huang Feng, who used his ugly and disgusting python head to push open his tender petals and stab into his body and heart.

　　She wanted to resist and escape, but there was no way. Huang Feng pressed her down like a perverted beast, pumping, thrusting, and hitting her non-stop, making her moan from grief and pain.

　　"Oh...ah..." Shangguan Yuhe's moans, whose desire was overcome by the aphrodisiac, gradually became louder. Huang Feng was so scared that he quickly blocked her mouth.

　　Pei Wan's voice came from outside the room: "Huang Feng, you bastard better treat the master's injuries. Otherwise, if the master wakes up and kills you, I can't do anything about it."

　　"Hmm... Oh yeah."

　　"Pah, pah, pah—"

　　"Squeaky, squeaky, squeaky—"

　　"Ahhhhh——"

　　"Come on, come on, don't I know? Hey! You can even pull down your pants, right? Wait a minute!"

　　In the room where the erotic drama was being performed, Shangguan Yuhe, who had been seduced to the point of burning desire, reached out and pulled down Huang Feng's pants, then half-knelt in front of Huang Feng with her legs apart, her round, moon-like buttocks raised high, and one of her legs was still covered with a pair of panties soaked with love juice. This was the most beautiful scene of her youth.

　　The soft and boneless hands touched Huang Feng's dragon root, shaking her hips and waist, rubbing the pitiful and soft lips, teasing and stimulating the aroused clitoris.

　　After grinding for a few times, Shangguan Yuhe began to raise her snow-white buttocks, her dark eyebrows looked around with sword-like eyes shining, her cold and beautiful face flushed with pain, as if she couldn't make up her mind, and she panted and urged: "Come in... put it in"

　　However, Huang Feng was a barbarian slave. Not only was he unmoved, but he retreated and deliberately did not insert it.

　　"Do you want it?" Huang Feng deliberately said, "Are you not afraid of letting your child know that his mother actually took the initiative to swallow the barbarian's huge cock?"

　　Shangguan Yuhe, who was ready to attack Huang Feng in one go, trembled all over the moment she heard Huang Feng mention his son. The consciousness deep in her mind surged, and her cold and frosty face flushed. She pressed one hand on Huang Feng's chest, and with the other hand held the penis and aimed it at the extremely slippery entrance of her vagina, resisting but unable to refuse. Her dark brows were furrowed in anxiety, but her sword-like eyes were full of spring light, tempting and conquering.

　　Huang Feng gave her the choice. First, if he took her body when she was not prepared, the sense of conquest would not be strong and he could only vent his carnal desires. Second, he was afraid that Shangguan Yuhe would turn against him and take his head with a sword.

　　On the other hand, if Shangguan Yuhe had ridden up by himself, it would have been different.

　　The conflicted Shangguan Yuhe raised her head and let out a long breath. She wanted to indulge in the feeling of Huang Feng's penetration into her vagina and fill herself with liberation, but the surging memories in her heart flashed back to the past.

　　After a long time, Shangguan Yuhe lowered her head with lifeless eyes and put down Huang Feng's penis with one hand. It seemed that she had chosen to give up. She pressed her pubic mound against it, rubbing it back and forth, and moaned softly, "Hmm...oh...ah..."

　　The movements ranged from slight swaying of the whole body to rapid tremors, and then to occasional twitching.

　　"Hahahahaha." Huang Feng laughed loudly and grabbed Shangguan Yuhe's slender waist with both hands: "I didn't expect you could have such an idea. You are such a slut, a natural born slut."

　　Huang Feng smiled as he felt the treatment of being held by Shangguan Yuhe. The pink and hairless petals of her vagina were staggered by the penis, just like a blooming white lily. The pink buds and clitoris among the snow-white petals wrapped the penis tightly, which was stunning and stunning while concealing the romance between them tightly.

　　The fairy was like entering the clouds, and the squirting brought by her body took her to the fairyland. Her tidal constitution brought her incomparable pleasure. Almost every time she was rubbed twice, her body would tremble twice, and a hot current would surge out of her jade door, and then like a dam collapsing, the water would flow continuously.

　　The originally dry stone bed was now covered with water stains. Huang Feng was lying on his back with his head resting on his hands, his entire body soaked, as if he had just walked out of a bath.

　　"Hmm...hmm oh...hmm..." Even so, Shangguan Yuhe still chose to grit her teeth tightly. Even though her face had an incomparable lustful look, she did not want to let herself utter obscene words.

　　This was her last subconscious struggle.

　　However, simply stocking alone is still not enough to satisfy Huang Feng.

　　After a moment, Huang Feng lifted Shangguan Yuhe's legs with his hands and held Shangguan Yuhe in front of him. This action took only a moment.

　　The python's head was half-entered into the mysterious cave, and the soul-stirring feeling brought Shangguan Yuhe to a climax of lust. Her white and tender snow-white buttocks trembled abnormally, and her whole body lay on her legs, forming a weird posture.

　　This action was so sudden that even Huang Feng was shocked. The extent of the insertion was not large, probably not even half a fingernail.

　　But just like that, the enchanting feeling at that moment enveloped his python head in an instant, and the warm tide hit the urethra in waves.

　　The feeling is that of a famous sex organ, tightly and mercilessly wrapped, greedily swallowing, like a deadly whirlpool in the deep sea, with indescribable comfort and pleasure.

　　It has to be said that the sword fairy's body is so soft that it seems to have no bones. Even the slightest touch of the famous weapon under her body would make it impossible for people to hold on. A fairy is indeed a fairy.

　　Huang Feng was almost about to thrust his penis completely into Shangguan Yuhe's vagina to appreciate this famous instrument properly, but unfortunately the idea just came to him.

　　The little brother was stimulated by the famous instrument and turned red. Coupled with Yuhe's spasmodic shaking, Huang Feng surrendered and handed over his essence. The penis head, which was pressed tightly by Shangguan Yuhe's vaginal petals, kept spitting out milky white semen, which covered Shangguan Yuhe's outer white tiger jade wall.

　　"Oh, oh, oh, oh! It's so hot, I can't take it anymore!!!" The scalding hot semen covered the hairless vulva, and an extremely exaggerated and comfortable moan came from Shangguan Yuhe's sexy and rosy lips.

　　The fairy water was dripping, and Shangguan Yuhe's lust had reached a critical point due to the aphrodisiac. Her eyes became blurry and half-closed, her rosy lips were slightly raised, and she lay limply on Huang Feng. Her clothes were removed to her waist, and her skirt was pulled to her waist. Her exposed body was shining with crystal beads of sweat, some of which were sweat, but most of them were water droplets sprayed into the air by the squirting.

　　The whole person is like a ripe peach, juice will spray out when you take a bite.

　　About a cup of tea later, Huang Feng, who had recovered, played with Shangguan Yuhe's jade feet after she fainted from the climax.

　　At this time, she was still wearing the high heels he gave her. Huang Feng's small tongue licked Shangguan Yuhe's toes flexibly. His ugly mouth opened and stretched and contracted, sucking on the rosy toes, swallowing all the dirt between the fairy's toes and nails.

　　Of course, Shangguan Yuhe had an immortal body that was impervious to dust, so any dirt that might have been there might have been just the dirt in Huang Feng's mind. Huang Feng licked his lips, making a smacking sound, and covered Shangguan Yuhe's jade feet with his stinky saliva.

　　I don't know since when.

　　Pei Wan, who had intended to secretly see if Huang Feng was doing anything wrong, leaned against the door, staring at the crack with his peach eyes.

　　How could she do that when the Sect Master was like this?

　　But it seems that he didn't really go in.

　　Qingshan... Yun'er, I don't know if you know, but when the sect leader who has been lonely for more than ten years becomes horny, he behaves like this. There is so much water after the climax.

　　If the sect leader was really slept with by Huang Feng.

　　Pei Wan shook his head, hesitated, and reached his hand downwards.

　　With a squeak.

　　The door opened, Huang Feng looked down at Pei Wan and said, "It's ok, come in and change her clothes. She will probably wake up in half an hour."

　　"Hmm...ah..." Pei Wan was startled, and quickly took out his fingers covered with moisture, and stood up hesitantly: "Okay~"

　　Snap——

　　Huang Feng patted Pei Wan's plump buttocks and said, "There's no rush, let me feed you first."

　　"But... um... damn it, why... aren't you afraid of the Sect Master..."

　　"She will just think she had a wet dream after being harassed by the spirit platform. You can help me make up a lie and nothing will happen."

　　"Well... then give me the book. Ah, no... there's someone else!!!"