Time was running out. The Book Spirit’s tone was as dire as if the world were coming to an end. “Ah… the Xuanhuo Pill is about to hatch. Dragon Mother, quickly, use your hands to cover Third Young Master’s horse eyes; we cannot let the yang energy escape. Hurry—”
In desperation, the Book Spirit’s tone was no longer respectful, but the Dragon Mother, her mind in turmoil, had no time to care. Her eyes fixed on the hated fleshy pillar, her jade-like hand involuntarily reached forward, toward the man’s crucial member that determined success or failure.
“Hmph! I must kill him, no matter the outcome. This palace must kill him!”
A ruthless voice echoed in the depths of Longmu’s heart, yet her helpless jade-like hands did not resist at all. For thousands of years, the Four Seas’ ruler had only ever had cultivation in his heart, only the figure of Taiyuan. She had never imagined that she, of all people, would ever find herself getting aroused over a man—worse yet, an insignificant mortal rascal.
How could the hesitation of the Dragon Mother escape Qiao San’s keen perception? To solidify the Dragon Mother’s determination to “help,” Qiao San deliberately buried his face into the gentle mounds of Number Twelve’s bosom. His cheeks sank deeply, enveloped by the exquisite, tender flesh of her superior breasts.
“Come on, woman, come touch my young master’s meat rod. One day, you’ll taste its flavor. Now, you can consider this a rehearsal! Heh, heh…”
In an instant, this moment transformed into eternity. The sensual palm of the Dragon Mother glided through the void, crossing the woman’s innermost boundaries. The “distance” between the rogue and the female immortal vanished in the subtlest measure. Finally, a deafening sound echoed through the illusory heaven and earth, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were cracking apart.
“Uh!” After much effort, the plump palm finally came to rest on the rounded tip of the yang root. The Dragon Mother, in her golden immortal form, trembled slightly as her hand recoiled instinctively, her heart quivering as if pricked by a needle. She had actually been startled by the man’s flesh rod!
“Your Majesty, hold on tight!” At that moment, the book spirit suddenly gripped the Dragon Mother’s hand, applying firm and steady pressure.
“Oh…” The man’s grunt transformed into a long, excited moan. Qiao San deliberately let his groans reach the Dragon Mother’s ears, further igniting waves of lustful rhythm within her heart.
Yang Gen sprang up with a flick, then thrust in and out once. Before the thunderstruck Long Mu could react, the man had already completed a unique kind of “penetration” in her exquisite hand. Without so much as a pretense, his precious member was already roaring awake.
“Hss!” The sensual palm of the Dragon Mother was sharply pierced by the rounded tip of the male member, leaving behind a slick, glistening trace of masculine desire. The audacious, unrestrained act sent her hastily retreating backward without a second thought. In this singular moment, the ruler of the Four Seas forgot about the mystical fire pill, forgot the battle between righteousness and evil, and even forgot that she possessed supreme divine powers; she simply stepped back, creating a distance of three feet between herself and the brazen rogue.
Actually, such an awkward handshake didn’t provide enough physical pleasure to make Qiao San excited enough to tense his hands and feet; however, the psychological satisfaction—the thrill of conquering the Dragon Mother of the Four Seas—caused Qiao San’s heart to contract sharply in an instant!
“Ahh…” As the Dragon Mother retreated, her jade-like hand inadvertently stimulated the rogue once more. Satisfied but cautious, he dared not push his luck further. Before the Dragon Mother “regained” her senses, he had already turned around, embraced Number Twelve, and with a twist of his manhood, accurately penetrated the little white tiger’s small jade gate.
“Master, the desire of the Twelfth Princess has not yet been fully aroused. Please first engage in intimacy with the Chaste Princess and her daughter.”
Qiao San had just thrust a few times inside the Baihu Mingqi when the Book Spirit forcefully pushed him away again. His erect member was forcibly withdrawn with a popping sound from the Twelve Honey Chambers.
The book spirit presided over this exquisite battle. The pure little elf knew nothing of etiquette, as she shoved Qiao San toward Beigong Zhen, while at the same time enchanting Shier with these words: “Princess Shier, you can imagine the empress as your own mother; that way, the excitement will be even more intense!”
“Shh!” All of nature couldn’t help but hold its breath; it turned out even the book spirit understood—taboos were always so tempting and thrilling!
“Get away, get away!” Just as Qiao San was about to embrace Bei Gongzhen, the bold and passionate beauty with long legs immediately responded with a fierce kick.
“Cluck, cluck… Young Master San told me to help you, just like last time!”
As Twelve’s voice subtly shifted, the mystical fox technique effortlessly enveloped Beigong Zhen and her daughter. A sudden surge of desire flooded between the legs of the two women, and the heart-pulling itch caused the mother and daughter to involuntarily convulse simultaneously. In an instant, a wave of spring tide erupted, flowing down their jade-like legs, leaving behind an utterly intoxicating and lascivious trace.
As the ghostly clouds stirred, they enveloped Qiao San and Beigong Zhen. The rascal’s erect member was already touching her jade gate, yet he suddenly stopped. He gazed directly into Beigong Zhen’s eyes, and even the blood mark on his forehead couldn’t conceal the deep affection flowing from them. “Zhen’er, forgive me, come back!”
Bei Gong Zhen’s resistance suddenly halted. A delicate, jade-like face revealed a trace of anguish amid desire and deep emotion. After a moment of eternal eye contact, Bei Gong Zhen transformed from restless to serene. “Qiao San, I will never marry a demon. If you love me, either return to the righteous path or set me free!”
“No—” Possessed by the demonic force, the ruffian became exceptionally prone to anger. Once the demon within stirred, he neither turned toward the path of righteousness nor released the woman, but instead thrust forward forcefully.
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“Ahh… you shameless rascal, you… ah… don’t even think about it! I, Bei Gong Zhen… would never… ah… marry a monster!”
The same mindset, but different personalities, lead to different outcomes! When Qiao Da was killed, Qiao San chose the path of ruthless massacre, while Bei Gong Zhen, despite suffering repeated blows, remained firmly on the righteous path.
Perhaps, their union was in itself a beautiful mistake!
The ghostly clouds trembled as the book spirit suddenly carried the empress upward. Shier followed closely behind, and a new wave of excitement began anew.
The little fox spirit took the place of Master San and embraced the queen’s voluptuous body. The mysterious fox technique coursed through the beauty’s body, spreading everywhere.
“Your Majesty the Empress, may I call you Mother? Hmm… Mother, let Young Master San handle it; he’ll make you soar into the sky. Ah… Mother, your little hole is already wet, you want Young Master San to make love to you, don’t you?”
The little fox spirit’s caresses were far more potent than those of the book soul. The fox demon, born for desire, soon had the empress quivering repeatedly in her hidden valley, streams of spring water gushing forth.
In the heat of the moment, the group rolled together in a tangle. With a slight motion of her hand, the young fox spirit guided Qiao San’s fingers straight into the empress’s sweet and secret folds.
“Hmm…” the Queen’s startled cry was silenced by Shiyuan’s small lips. The young fox girl’s tongue and lips had already ignited the mature woman’s desire, yet they did not erase her consciousness.
“Mother, dear Mother, your daughter is so itchy, please help me with it too?” The twelve generals placed the Empress’s jade legs between her own thighs, and the little white tiger rubbed vigorously against the Empress’s soft thighs, her teeth passionately biting the Empress’s nipple.
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