Chapter 63: The Famous Artifact

As the fugitive and pursuers vanished in the distance, the sly little fox spirit emerged cautiously from the shadows. Her emerald-green eyes gleamed with a mysterious glow as she appeared before Qing Niang in an instant.

Gazing at the still unconscious Qing Niang, the fox spirit raised her delicate hand like a blade, her fingernails extending several inches in a flash. With fierce determination, she plunged toward the beautiful woman’s neck.

Framing Qiao San and the righteous forces of the three realms for Qing Niang’s murder would be a perfect plan. In that moment, the fox spirit Twelve’s demonic aura surged powerfully!

She would stop at nothing to achieve her goal—just as the fox queen had taught her.

“No!” Suddenly, her deadly fingertip halted just a hair’s breadth from Qing Niang’s skin. Memories of Qing Niang’s kindness and care flooded Twelve’s heart uncontrollably.

“Twelve, call me ‘sister,’ like a real sister…”

“Twelve, come here, I made you a new dress…”

Past moments of tenderness and warmth flashed before Twelve’s eyes like lightning. No matter how tightly she shut her eyes or how hard she tried to shake them away, she couldn’t dispel the unfamiliar feelings etched deep into her soul.

Demons can be spiritual beings too; demons can be good or evil!

Caught between her crucial mission and the softness buried deep in her heart, Twelve finally withdrew her hand. Tilting her head back, she let out a unique demonic summons that echoed through the mountains.

Soon, two foxes arrived before Twelve.

“Take her secretly to Fox Mountain and treat her well on my mother’s behalf! Remember, she is my god-sister. If anyone dares to harm her, I will skin them alive and banish their soul from reincarnation forever!”

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“Crack! Crack!” In the dense forest, Qiao San crashed through several thick branches the width of thumbs. To buy even a little time for escape, he couldn’t afford to dodge at all, relying solely on the unique power of his Ten Suns Body to forge ahead.

Even so, Xiao You and the three corpse demons were drawing closer. More than once, the corpse demons’ deathly aura brushed against the back of the rogue’s neck.

“Women, don’t interfere anymore, or I won’t be polite!” At such a critical moment, Beigong Zhen had to cause trouble.

Her weak punches were ineffective, but the seductive swaying of her body sent waves of temptation surging through him. In such a tight embrace, how could the lustful rogue not feel his body heating up even as he fled for his life?

“Thud!” At the moment Qiao San’s shoulder crashed through some branches, his erect manhood also sprang up, slamming heavily against Beigong Zhen’s inner thigh.

“Ahh!” Still sore from losing her virginity, Beigong Zhen’s mind was still fresh with the terror of a man’s terrifying tool. Though she couldn’t see, the wild beauty immediately let out a furious, panicked curse.

“Despicable, vulgar, shameless! Let me go!”

The danger of death couldn’t compare to the chaos in her heart. Beigong Zhen didn’t realize that her struggling only poured fuel on the fire, igniting the man’s lustful flames!

“You damn woman, stop—!” With the commotion, their escape slowed a bit. Inattentive for a moment, Qiao San received another deep wound across his back!

The pain and lust transformed into boundless courage and strength. Qiao San miraculously increased his speed, then, holding Beigong Zhen in his arms, he moved deftly—not throwing the troublemaker away, but forcibly wrapping her long, perfect legs around his waist, turning them face to face.

“Ahh… you… what are you going to… do?!” Her question was so weak; panic filled every inch of Beigong Zhen’s body. Her still-healing womanhood seemed smarter than its owner, instinctively clenching shut in fear, squeezing droplets of dew from the petals of her secret garden.

“You dare, Qiao San!” After her instinctive fear, the female detective’s wildness quickly surged back. Her fierce glare and fists simultaneously attacked Qiao San’s face.

“Hmph! I’ll teach you to keep acting up!” Qiao San said nothing more. As he leapt between two tall trees, he tilted his waist upward sharply.

“Ziiii—”

With a soft sound, the pursuit by the demon and three corpses continued, but the sense of danger rapidly receded from the two at the moment his manhood pierced her body!

“Slap! Slap…” The sound of flesh meeting flesh replaced the noise of their escape, the fiery passion enveloping the heavens and earth!

“Quickly, chase them!” Xiao You gritted her teeth in frustration, never expecting the rogue’s speed to suddenly increase, gradually leaving her behind.

Whether pursuers or fugitives, none noticed that at the very moment Qiao San entered the girl again, a faint red glow enveloped the two, and the wounds on his back had completely vanished!

—Truly, the Ten Suns Body was wondrous beyond words!

“Ah—!” After leaping over two mountains and crossing three rivers, the ever-turbulent female detective suddenly let out an earth-shaking cry. Her limbs wrapped around the villain like an octopus, clinging tightly. “Despicable man, st-st-stop! Please… y-you, s-slow down… ahh… here it comes again…”

“Uh!” The indescribable ecstasy overwhelmed Qiao San, who could only express his boundless excitement through a series of deep groans in his throat. He never expected Beigong Zhen’s mind to be so masculine, yet her body was so undeniably feminine—and not just any feminine body, but an extremely rare treasure among women!

The secret of secrets—the fabled dual orifice, the legendary treasure that drives men wild with desire!

“Rogue! Give me your life!” As Qiao San indulged in pleasure, his speed slowed again. Xiao You, who had previously fallen behind, now caught up relentlessly. Before she even arrived, her Dragon Pearl tore through the void, shattering the endless romantic atmosphere!

“Damn it, she’s really a hanging ghost!”

Cursing the female ghost’s persistence, the rogue, who was still enjoying the outer “massage” and inner “suction,” hastily twisted his body midair like a spinning wheel.

“Ahh!” The deadly weapon hadn’t touched them, but in that spin, Qiao San and the female detective let out a “cry”!

In that instant, Beigong Zhen’s eyes were like autumn waters, her face like peach blossoms. Dazed and dreamy, she had thought before that she had already reached the peak of pleasure. She never imagined that the joy of intimate union could bring such indescribable ecstasy!