Chapter 226

　　Not long after Zuo Xuanzhen's death, a mourning hall was set up in Songshan Sect, and white lanterns and white banners were hung everywhere. All disciples of Songshan Sect wore black gauze on their arms in heavy mourning to mourn Zuo Xuanzhen. The entire sect was shrouded in a cloud of gloom.

　　It was late at night and the mourning hall was quiet. All the disciples had gone back to rest. Only Yan Dai, the widow of Zuo Xuanzhen, Zuo Jingjing, the married daughter of Zuo Xuanzhen and Yan Dai, and the female disciple Ding Wen were left here.

　　At this time, Yan Dai said to Zuo Jingjing and Ding Wen: "It's late at night, you must be tired, go back and rest first, I'll be here for you."

　　"Master, Wen'er is not tired. Wen'er wants to accompany you to keep vigil." Ding Wen said.

　　"Yes, mother, how could your daughter leave you alone to rest?" Zuo Jingjing also raised an objection.

　　Yan Dai said, "Mother knows you are filial, but you just gave birth to Ping'er not long ago and your body hasn't recovered yet, and Ping'er is still young and needs your care. Go and rest quickly. And Wen'er, you're tired after a busy day, and Yan'er is emotionally unstable, so you go and accompany her, and leave this to me." Zuo Jingjing is 25 years old. Seven years ago, she married her childhood sweetheart, Zuo Xuanzhen's eldest disciple Cao Xiao, and gave birth to a daughter named Cao Zhixin. Last year, she gave birth to a son named Cao Jianping.

　　Seeing Yan Dai so determined, Zuo Jingjing and Ding Wen didn't know what to say. They had to obey Yan Dai's instructions and leave the mourning hall.

　　Not long after Zuo Jingjing and Ding Wen left, Yan Dai suddenly felt someone hugging her from behind. Then a big hand reached directly into the lapel of her mourning clothes, grasped the soft breasts, and kept kneading and rubbing them.

　　"Um, Master..." Yan Dai closed her beautiful eyes, leaned gently in Pang Jun's arms, and silently accepted Pang Jun's teasing.

　　"You want to dress up in mourning clothes? I'm not lying to you. What do you think? You will be the master of Songshan in the future. Are you happy?" Pang Jun stood behind Yan Dai, constantly sniffing the beautiful woman's body fragrance and whispered in her ear.

　　"What's so good about Songshan's master? No matter how good Songshan is, she is not as good as the master's little bitch. What's more, Zuo Xuanzhen is dead and Mu Qi has become a disabled person. Songshan is now bullied by everyone. Dai Nu still has to devote all her energy to dealing with this matter." Yan Dai said.

　　Pang Jun chuckled and said, "You are bullied by everyone? That's not necessarily true. Don't worry, the situation will change in a few days. By then, I will support you and no one will dare to provoke you."

　　Yan Dai was shocked when she heard Pang Jun's words. She seemed to have thought of something and said in surprise, "Master, are you going to take over Zhaozhou?"

　　Pang Jun slapped the beautiful woman's hips hard and said, "You can't interfere in military and national affairs."

　　Although Pang Jun did not give a direct answer, Yan Dai had already gotten the answer she wanted. She smiled charmingly and said to Pang Jun: "Thank you, Master, for your help."

　　Pang Jun smiled evilly and said, "Thank you? How can I thank you?"

　　"Master, have you seen the two female disciples who just went out? The shorter one is Ding Wen. If you agree, Wen will lie on your bed and become your little pet slave the next day." Yan Dai said.

　　"Is that Ding Wen? She's not stunningly pretty, but her breasts and buttocks are worth playing with. What about the other one?"

　　Yan Dai's face changed slightly, and she smiled apologetically and said, "That's Dai Nu's daughter, Zuo Jingjing, who is already married and just gave birth to a child not long ago. It's a pity that Yan'er is no longer a virgin, otherwise she could also serve the master."

　　"Haha, it doesn't matter," Pang Jun said with a smile, "If I cared about whether a woman was virgin, then I wouldn't have so many women in my harem."

　　"Yes, yes, the master is kind and does not care about it. It is really our blessing. Let's put it this way. In a few days, Dai Nu will think of a way to let Wen'er and Yan'er serve the master together and relieve his fatigue." Yan Dai did not seem to want Pang Jun to mention her daughter again, so she deliberately changed the subject.

　　Pang Jun also saw what she was thinking and said, "Don't worry, I'm not very interested in your daughter for the time being, but I want to feel comfortable, so you can serve me here."

　　"This... Master, here..." Yan Dai was a little embarrassed.

　　"What's wrong? Are you unhappy? Aren't you also enthusiastically participating in the plan to deal with Zuo Xuanzhen? Are you afraid that he will suddenly jump up?"

　　Pang Jun's words made Yan Dai pale. She hesitated for a moment, then forced a coquettish smile and said, "If, if you don't mind this unlucky place, Dai Nu is willing to serve you here for a while." As she said that, she supported Zuo Xuanzhen's coffin with both hands, raised her beautiful buttocks, and said in a delicate voice, "The slut Dai Nu is not a good wife. She is being naughty in front of her husband's mourning hall. My pussy is so itchy. Please punish me well, Master."

　　"Hahaha, you are indeed a slut. I like you very much. Just look at how I punish you." After Pang Jun finished speaking, he quickly took off the burden on his body, hugged the beautiful woman's graceful body from behind with both hands, lifted her mourning clothes, and the ferocious dragon went straight into the hole of her slut.

　　"Master... you have to be gentler... yours... is very big... very big... Dainu... Dainu can't bear it... well... ah... so good... well... Dainu... Dainu is... is a slut... a slut born to be fucked by the master's dear daddy..." At this time, Yan Dai's legs were sometimes bent and sometimes straightened, with an expression on her face that seemed painful and happy. She closed her eyes slightly, and a layer of fine sweat beads had seeped out of them. Her little mouth opened and closed, and her extremely wanton moans made Pang Jun thrust harder.

　　"You slut, what bad things did you do to be raped by me? Tell me!" While Pang Jun was raping Yan Dai, his claws slid down her shoulders, caressing her sexy collarbone, and climbed up to her towering breasts that were moving back and forth and up and down. He pinched the sensitive red cherries with his fingers and teased them gently, scratching them lightly with his fingers from time to time.

　　Yan Dai was as charmingly rosy as a ripe peach at this moment, making people want to take a bite of her. She moaned, "The slut Dai Nu... in order to... in order to serve the master... to be a sex slave bitch for the master... she designed... designed to kill herself... her husband... and sent... sent her own disciple... to the master to play with... Dai Nu... Dai Nu is a bad daughter who deserves to be fucked badly by the master... the master's father... the slut... is so beautiful..."

　　The beautiful woman was so carried away by Pang Jun's penetration that she blurted out the truth about Zuo Xuanzhen.

　　"Why do you hate Zuo Xuanzhen so much?"

　　"Uh huh... because... because... Zuo Xuanzhen... he... he raped... raped my mother... he... he humiliated my mother... I hate him... I want to kill him... uh huh... before... I was afraid... I was afraid that after he died... I... would have no status in Songshan... in Songshan... Now... now Dai Nu has a master... The master allows Dai Nu... uh huh... to have the confidence... the confidence to kill him... Thank you... Thank you master... Dai Nu... Dai Nu is willing to be the master's bitch all her life... all her life..." Yan Dai's greed for power made her tolerate Zuo Xuanzhen again and again. Now that Pang Jun appears, she has the confidence to kill her husband. Yan Dai forgets herself and tells the whole truth.

　　At this time, Pang Jun chuckled, pulled out his penis from Yan Dai's vagina, and under the resentful and angry eyes of the beautiful woman, he pressed her big white butt with one hand, and with the other hand, held up his penis and slowly inserted it into the beautiful woman's back garden.

　　"Oh... it hurts... Master... Dai Nu... Dai Nu..." When the penis under Pang Jun's crotch pierced into Yan Dai's anus, the beautiful woman screamed in pain. The burning pain caused by the tearing of her crotch was so severe that she almost cried.

　　Seeing Yan Dai's painful expression, Pang Jun slowly slowed down the pace of thrusting until some moist secretions began to be secreted from the beautiful woman's tight buttocks. Then he gradually quickened the pace. Yan Dai seemed to have recovered from the pain and began to hum as if intoxicated.

　　"Ah... well... be gentler... ah... oh... too... deep... ah... be... gentler..." Pang Jun rhythmically thrust in and out of Yan Dai's anus, making her experience a strange pleasure. She tilted her head back desperately, her pretty face flushed with excitement. At this moment, she was looking seductively under Pang Jun's crotch, her breathing was rapid and light, and she was panting softly.

　　I don't know how long Yan Dai had been violated by Pang Jun like this. The pain in her buttocks was gradually not so unbearable, and there was an indescribable feeling, an indescribable feeling that was gradually taking over her and making her heart soften. She slowly twisted her body, moaning softly in her mouth.

　　As Pang Jun raped her, Yan Dai felt more and more pleasure. Pang Jun saw her reaction and acted quickly. He picked her up from behind and continued to rape her, just like holding a child to pee. Finally, her whole body trembled violently and she felt weak as never before. Two streams of liquid, one yellow and one white, gushed out from her lower body at the same time and hit Zuo Xuanzhen's body directly. Looking at Zuo Xuanzhen covered in her own filth, Yan Dai couldn't help but laugh foolishly...

　　The next morning, when everyone returned to the mourning hall, they found Yan Dai still kneeling on the mat. They were about to help the beautiful woman up, but they found that she looked in pain. Everyone thought that Yan Dai was too sad and had been kneeling for too long, but they didn't know that the beautiful woman's injury was not to her knees, but to her delicate anus...

　　On the third day after Zuo Xuanzhen's death, other members of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, who had just left Songshan not long ago, received the message and hurried back to pay their respects. Fang Nan, the leader of the Huashan Sect, Yu Meng of the Hengshan Sect, Feng Zitao of the Taishan Sect, and a group of nuns from the Hengshan Sect, all brought their disciples back to Songshan.

　　The death of Zuo Xuanzhen and the departure of Mu Qi made them realize that among the Five Mountains Sword Sects, the Songshan Sect was about to fall, and that their chance to seize power in the Five Mountains Sword Sects had come.

　　Feng Zitao of the Taishan Sect was the first to speak out. After paying his respects, he said to Yan Dai, "Madam Zuo, the death of Sect Leader Zuo is a misfortune for the Five Mountains Sword Sect. The Five Mountains Sword Sect has always thrived under the leadership of Sect Leader Zuo. Now that he has suddenly passed away, what will be the future of the Five Mountains Sword Sect? We need to make a decision now."

　　Yan Dai looked at Feng Zitao coldly without saying anything, while the eldest disciple beside him, Zuo Jingjing's husband Cao Xiao, could not bear to see this, and stood up and scolded: "My master's body is still warm, and you guys are jumping out to fight for power and profit. Isn't this too much of a bully?"

　　Feng Zitao sneered, "Who are you? What is your identity? Your mistress hasn't spoken yet, so what qualifications do you have to speak here? What's more, Feng is thinking about the future of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Anyway, this matter will have a conclusion sooner or later. Since so many people are here today, let's just make a decision directly to avoid wasting everyone's time. Madam Zuo, what do you think?"

　　Cao Xiao said angrily, "Feng Zitao, you are going too far. When my master was alive, you served him wholeheartedly and respectfully. Now, after only three days, you have turned your back on me. Do you still have any shame?"

　　"Do you people from Songshan have any shame? Don't you know how Zuo Xuanzhen died and how Mu Qi left? How dare the disciple of such a shameless person still have the nerve to talk about face here? I don't even know whether your little daughter's surname is Cao or Zuo, hehe." Feng Zitao retorted, making the faces of everyone in Songshan turn extremely bad. It's better not to hit someone in the face, but Feng Zitao completely tore his face this time.

　　"I...I will kill you..." When Cao Xiao heard Feng Zitao's insult, he became furious and drew his sword to attack him.

　　"You rude youngster, how dare you attack an elder? Today, I will discipline you on behalf of your master!" Feng Zitao was not vague. He originally wanted to establish his authority here. Seeing that the provocation worked, he was secretly delighted and drew out his sword to fight Cao Xiao.

　　Although Cao Xiao was Zuo Xuanzhen's eldest disciple and his martial arts skills were outstanding among the Five Mountains Sword Sects, he was facing the leader of the Taishan Sect. No matter in terms of body movement or swordsmanship, Feng Zitao was not as experienced. After only twenty rounds, he could only parry. When Feng Zitao's sword pierced his right shoulder, he was completely defeated.

　　"The great disciple of Songshan is no more than this."

　　"That's enough!" Seeing Cao Xiao defeated, Yan Dai still had no expression on her face. She asked, "Feng Zitao, what do you want?"

　　"Nothing. Sect Leader Zuo said that the position of the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect should be held by the most capable person. I just want to select another leader for the Five Mountains Sword Sect to lead us to the next peak. This is purely out of public interest."

　　"You are so public-spirited, Master Feng." At this moment, a voice came from outside the door, and then a young man holding an ancient and gorgeous sword walked in.

　　"Who are you?" Feng Zitao asked the young man.

　　"Liu Jun from Liaodong and Yanzhou came here to pay his respects to Marquis Ping Zhao," the young master replied.