It was still light in the sky, and in the cold wind, a figure stood alone in front of the palace gate.
As the sky gradually brightened, officials of all ranks came to the palace gate one after another, but no one came forward to talk, and no one dared to whisper, and they all stood silently behind.
"Prime Minister Cui." Amid the sound of metal and iron, a mighty general in armor walked to the side and called with a slightly contemptuous tone.
"Uncle He." Prime Minister Cui bowed to the ground, showing his respect.
Uncle He narrowed his eyes, looked at Prime Minister Cui and said: "Prime Minister, you are so bold, please."
"Uncle, please."
As they talked, they walked side by side into the hall.
Everyone stood in the hall in turn. Master Xu was old and had not been involved in court affairs for many years, so he did not appear in the hall.
"Long live the emperor."
Amid the shouts of the courtiers, Xiao Xian walked out from behind the hall. Her pure white hair was not dry like an old man's, but rather sparkling and shiny, with a strange beauty.
"How is the war on the front line?"
"We have temporarily ceased fighting with the Eastern Wei, and the peace talks are also being supervised. Half of the conscripted soldiers have immediately taken off their armor and returned home after receiving their salaries and food."
Xiao Xian looked at Prime Minister Cui who answered with an expressionless face, and continued to ask, "How is the city now?"
"The price of grain has been determined, and there is no sign of a lack of demand in the city. There are also several porridge shops in the outer city, which provide free rice porridge to penniless people. The registration of refugee lists and arrangements for refugee destinations are also being prepared."
"Not bad." Xiao Xian nodded and said: "What else do you have to report?"
"Your Majesty, there is a lack of young officials in the court. I think you should re-establish the special examination to recruit talents for Your Majesty."
"Secondly, the country has been fighting abroad for many years, the treasury is empty, and the people are also poor. I think we should increase industrial and commercial taxes and reduce agricultural taxes to increase revenue, advocate frugality, and reduce official salaries to save money. With the country's efforts to fight corruption, we will surely be able to restore the former glory of our Great Qi."
Although Xiao Xian was not good at state affairs, the benefits of several things mentioned by Prime Minister Cui to the country were obvious. After thinking about it, he ordered people to implement them.
In the court, Prime Minister Cui talked freely, which was in obvious contrast to his previous deep-minded personality, which attracted the attention of officials headed by He Guojiu.
In the imperial study, Xiao Xian sat at the table, and Prime Minister Cui stood in the hall. There was a solemn atmosphere between the two.
"When my father was in power, he said that Prime Minister Cui was a man who played tricks and deceived his superiors and subordinates. Now that is not necessarily the case."
Xiao Xian's aura of majesty without anger made Prime Minister Cui sweat all over his forehead. He said calmly: "I am just a chess piece. The former emperor was not a chess player, but Your Majesty is."
"So you think I will win?"
"No matter winning or losing, I am a useful son."
"Then you just do what you said in the court. I will not lose."
"Yes, I will take my leave."
A few days later, in the morning, in Jiankang City, on Zijin Mountain, a group of people walked on the mountain climbing road. The woman in the lead supported the staggering old man beside her, and the officials behind them walked in order.
"Only during the annual sacrifice can I feel that I am not alone in this world. I have parents above me and children below me."
"For the sake of the Great Qi, I have lived alone in this world for more than ten years. It is not a meaningless act."
Xiao Zicheng, who is approaching old age, is naturally a bit nagging. In addition, he has not had anyone he can trust for more than ten years. As long as Xiao Xian is by his side, he can't help but nag, and Xiao Xian feels a little bit intimate when listening.
Xiao Family Ancestral Temple
"Xiao Taizu is above, and I am the eighth monarch Zicheng after Xiao Taizu. Zicheng is incompetent. He has made no achievements during his reign, which has caused chaos in the country and the people are suffering."
After finishing his words, Xiao Zicheng knelt in front of the ancestral temple, and the few thousand words of self-criticism made everyone cry.
"Fortunately, Zicheng has a daughter named Xian. Although she was separated from her parents at a young age, she was taught by a famous teacher. She is indeed a great talent for the country, so Zicheng intends to abdicate to Xian."
"Haha, cough." An old man's laugh came with a mocking tone, and a man in a black robe walked out of the crowd. The civil and military officials present followed him faintly under the leadership of Cui Guoxiang.
"It is true that my eldest brother has committed a serious crime, but my niece Xian is still young and does not know the current situation of Qi. Why don't I help the country?"
"Clang clang clang!" Following the man's voice, all the guards present drew their swords and pointed at Xiao Zicheng, Xiao Xian and the only loyal eunuch Huang in front of the ancestral temple.
"Third brother?!" Xiao Zicheng looked at the man and said with confusion: "Why is this happening to my third brother?"
The man was the prince Xiao Ziao, who Xiao Zicheng thought was no longer alive.
"Brother, I have advised you in my early years that the outsiders in this world are really powerful. If there are no outsiders to rely on, my Great Qi will be destroyed sooner or later!"
"Since Taizu founded the country, my Great Qi has not had this tradition. Why didn't it still establish a country and continue to this day?"
"Haha, brother, you are too naive, aren't you? Taizu entered the Tao with martial arts and his strength reached the out-of-body realm, but what about you, brother? Compared with ordinary people, it is no different. Eunuch Huang was only in the Nascent Soul stage throughout his life. He is mediocre in the outside world. Without other people to rely on, how can he gain a foothold in this world?"
Xiao Zicheng did not answer, but just looked at Xiao Ziao coldly.
"But I formed an alliance with the Saint Sect more than 20 years ago, which stimulated the blood in my body. Now, I have entered the Nascent Soul stage like Taizu. If it weren't for the fact that my uncle was unwilling to participate in the war, my Great Qi would have conquered the Eastern Wei long ago. If Baiyun Temple dared to come forward, the Saint Sect behind us would not be vegetarians either!"
"Attacking Wei? You did all this?!" Xiao Zicheng suddenly remembered something and looked at Xiao Ziao with gnashing teeth.
Xiao Zi'ao was slightly stunned and said, "Yes, with the blood of my Xiao family, how can he be just a mortal! My brother has stimulated his blood at the age of twenty-five, and now he is in the Nascent Soul stage. If he had been stimulated since childhood, he would be invincible in the world, and then the world would belong to the Xiao family!"
Suddenly, Xiao Zi'ao turned his head and looked at Xiao Xian, and said excitedly, "Niece Xian stimulated her blood when she was young. If she had obtained the cultivation method!"
"Go, take them down!"
Xiao Zi'ao's hand turned into a black claw and grabbed Eunuch Huang. The guards around him had been bribed and rushed forward at this time.
With just one blow, Eunuch Huang was knocked out. It was very rare for him to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage by practicing only a method specially used by eunuchs. Naturally, his combat power could not be compared with Xiao Zi'ao who had obtained the magic method.
Flying forward, this blow could take his life.
"Bang!" A figure flashed past, and Xiao Ziao flew back at double the speed.
"Uncle San, do you know that my Xiao bloodline is not outstanding? This is the secret technique of burning blood of the demon sect. It is fast to practice but at the cost of burning blood essence."
"You are lying. My Xiao family's great ancestor is the founding emperor. How can he be no different from ordinary people!"
"Those who become Yuanying are more than 300 years old, those who leave the body are more than 500 years old, and those who cross the tribulation are more than 1,000 years old. If they are ranked in the immortal class, they are equal to the sky. Who in the cultivation world does not know this? And you, Uncle San, are more than 40 years old, but you look like an old man. , but still don't know?"
"This is just an appearance!"
"You are deceiving yourself." Xiao Xian formed seals with both hands, and a large formation appeared faintly on the ground of the ancestral temple. "In the name of the ninth monarch, I sentenced my third uncle to the crime of arrogance and rebellion. He should have been sentenced to death, but considering the decline of the Xiao family, I changed it to imprisonment in the ancestral temple to fulfill filial piety until death, and all the rebels will be punished together."
The Zen ceremony was completed, and the Ministry of Rites had already set up the altar for offering sacrifices to the sky at the foot of the mountain. There were countless people around to look at it.
The long ceremony lasted from the morning to the sunset, but it also meant that Xiao Xian had become the empress of the nearly ruined Qi State. A series of policies in recent days also made her reputation flourish, and everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.
On the dragon throne, a tall middle-aged strong man sat on it with a golden sword. His casual dress was out of place in the court. His conversation with the ministers was vague and could not be heard clearly.
Xiao Xian wore a gorgeous imperial robe and knelt in front of the man. She put her hands behind her back and bent her head under the man, sucking the smelly cock. The court was still noisy, as if they were used to it, and so was Xiao Xian.
After an unknown amount of time, the man grabbed her pure white hair, forcing her to look up and glimpse his face.
Luo Tian! ?
"Puff!" The smelly semen came over her, making her dirty and confused.
"Withdraw from the court!"
While the officials were still leaving, she was turned over and knelt on the ground. Through the sticky semen on her face, she watched the officials slowly leave.
"Oh ah!" The moaning sound was somewhat charming and seductive, and the small hole behind her had been penetrated by the thick and long giant root.
After a while, the familiar pleasure came from her lower body, and the lustful moaning sounded throughout the wide hall.
Climax! The intense pleasure made her lose her direction. She turned around and lay on the dragon chair with her legs apart.
"Ah, it comes again!" Waves of pleasure invaded her, and her mind was as confused as a sailboat in the waves. At the same time, she could hear the heavy breathing of the man on her body, and the pungent smell of sweat made her feel strangely stimulated.
"My queen, do you feel good?"
"It feels so good, ah, fuck me to death!" She couldn't help but say obscene words.
"Yes, my queen!"
She was picked up, and her legs wrapped around the man's waist and abdomen involuntarily. Her hard and explosive abdominal muscles moved vigorously. She put her hands around his neck. Her big breasts could touch his high chest muscles. Her strong body made her intoxicated.
"Ah!" The climax came again. The two had already walked out of the hall. In broad daylight, their bodies twitched and they ejaculated again, and the strong man also ejaculated. She could feel the hot semen breaking through the vagina and injecting deep into it. The man left. She didn't know when. Anyway, she was the only one left. Walking in the palace, the semen between her legs flowed down, but she didn't care at all, as if she had gotten used to it. "Your Majesty." When she came to the door of a somewhat shabby hall, a general in armor knelt on the ground to greet her. "Well." She answered casually, and then she opened the door. A cold wind blew. The hall was full of rotten wooden pillars, intertwined spider webs, and there were traces of rats in the corners, which looked particularly gloomy and terrifying. There was a rough hemp rope in the middle of the room, which tied her hands. Turning her head, she saw that the general had walked behind her. "Ahaha." Her hands were tied with hemp ropes and raised above her head. She could barely touch the ground even when she stood on tiptoe.
"Snap!" The cowhide whip hit the ground, making a loud whistling sound and stirring up a cloud of dust, but her eyes were shining.
As expected, the long whip hit her body, and the pain brought stimulation and pleasure.
The tender and plump breasts were the most cared for. Every whipping made them tremble, leaving blood-red marks, and the nipples were even worse, cracked and bleeding.
Of course, the vagina was also unavoidable. The thighs and lower abdomen were full of whip marks, and the semen in the vagina kept flowing out with the obscene fluid.
The luxurious imperial robe had long been shattered, turned into fragments flying on the ground, and the naked body was like a sad and beautiful painting in the air.
"Huha, ha." The long whip was thrown on the ground, and the queen hanging on the beam took the opportunity to gasp.
On the fire rack that appeared at some point, a red-hot iron was held in the hands of the general in armor.
"Hoohoo." Looking at the red-hot iron, the queen's eyes had a strange light.
The general walked behind her, and the queen turned her head hard, but could only barely see his position.
"Oh oh ah!" "Squeak!" The iron was pressed firmly on the buttocks, green smoke rose, the red iron slowly turned black, and black words of obscenity appeared on the pink skin.
"Huha." Watching the general put the iron back on the fire rack, the queen panted hard.
The red iron block appeared in front of the queen, and the heat wave made her turn her head away. Looking at her pretty face, the general seemed not very satisfied.
"Squeak!" "Ah!" Suddenly changed position, pressed hard on the proud chest, and the pink nipples did not escape.
The body trembled, the obscene water in the vagina sprayed out, and some yellow urine also dripped down, looking extremely miserable.
"Ah!" An iron dildo was burned red, and took the opportunity to insert it into the delicate little hole, directly stimulating her to faint.
She woke up leisurely and was lying on the dragon bed, embraced by a man. The pleasant smell and beautiful face filled her mind.
"Your Majesty, you are awake."
"Yeah." She nodded with a red face.
Junior brother, why are you here?
What I wanted to say was not said, but the words that came out were completely different.
"Little Lu, you can let them come."
"Yes." The man said loudly to the outside: "Luo's face! Come in."
It was Luo Tian who came in in the morning court. Lu Wentao behind her held her and spread her legs apart like a child peeing.
"Oh ah!" She looked behind her with love, and the little hole that originally belonged to him was now being pumped hard by another man.
She slightly opened her red lips, wanting to kiss the lover behind her, but what invaded her mouth was a thick and smelly tongue. However, this still made her intoxicated. Her small clove tongue was played with by the man in his mouth, and the dirty saliva spread in her mouth, and her pretty face also turned slightly red.
She wanted her plump breasts to be gently played with by her lover, which was not in vain, but she was grabbed by the rough big hands and kneaded hard, which also brought her strong pleasure.
"Ah." Under several stimulations, she soon ejaculated, and the man on her body also began to sprint, making the climax more intense.
"Uh ah." Seeing the man pull out his penis and put it in front of her, she couldn't help but stretch out her small hand to masturbate.
The hot penis jumped in her hand, and the white semen came over her face, one stream after another, covering her pretty face and flowing down her cheeks.
Inertia, she took the ejaculated penis into her mouth, sucked it hard, and sucked out all the remaining semen.
"Xiao Luzi." She looked behind her in a daze, her beautiful eyes were covered with semen on her face, and she couldn't open her eyes.
The gentle big hand scraped the semen on her face into her mouth, and looked at her lovingly as she opened her eyes.
"General Chen!"
Chen Da led a group of soldiers in a line.
"First team, get on the bed!"
Five strong soldiers took off their armor in unison, revealing their strong muscles, and walked onto the dragon bed with a strong smell of sweat.
Hole, back garden, mouth, hands. The five people took their positions tacitly, and only the plump breasts fell into the hands of the man behind them.
One team after another came forward and served their queen diligently. Endless lustful pleasure filled her mind, washing her mind over and over again.
"Ah!" Xiao Xian sat up from the bed, her little hand reached under her body, and it was wet. "Junior brother." Looking at the position behind her in the dream just now, she muttered silently.
"Hmm." Xiao Xian stood up and came to the wooden barrel behind the screen. When she waved her hand, the clear water in the barrel gave off hot steam.
Lying in the barrel, her little hand gently rubbed the wet little hole.
The Yuanying in the body is the source of spiritual power. Now the Yuanying is emitting black demonic energy. Once she uses her strength, the demonic energy will invade her body, making her bloodthirsty, lustful, cruel and ruthless.
The Cangyun method of cultivation emphasizes naturalness and casualness. Now she can suppress the demonic energy. If she wants to get rid of it, she has no way to do it.
In the warm and comfortable environment, she slowly suppressed the demonic nature, but the nature of the body cannot be suppressed. Xiao Xian's pretty face flushed, not knowing whether it was steamed by the warm water vapor or because of the shame in her mind.
She closed her beautiful eyes, took out a jade object from the Xumi space in her body, and put it into the water with a red face... She had been back home for several days, and she was in a daze in her room every day, and she didn't mention anything about the three years she had been away from home. Looking at the closed door, Murong Qing's adoptive mother Liu Lan couldn't help but sigh.
She used to be a little timid because her biological mother passed away and she was born in a martial arts family but couldn't practice martial arts. But Liu Lan knew that she was not a lonely person, but now she was really kept away from strangers, or no one could get close to her.
"Qing'er."
"Mother."
"Qing'er doesn't want to talk about what happened in these years, so mother won't ask. But since you're back and Qing'er is a grown-up girl, should you marry Qing'er off to a good family?"
Murong Qing didn't know how to answer, so Liu Lan continued, "The Yang family next door to ours is wealthy. Although they are a merchant family, their eldest son Yang Hong has also won the imperial examination. With such a family background, their future is extremely smooth. In addition, Hong'er has been thinking about Qing'er for a long time. He has been away from home for three years because of some entanglement with other girls. They can be a good match. What do you think, Qing'er?"
"My daughter still has this idea. Mother, fuck."
Murong Qing fell into confusion. At first, her feelings for Lu Wentao were all due to Xiao Xian's idea, and she deserved to repay her gratitude. But later, Xiao Xian spent more and more time away from the mountain gate, and spent every day with Lu Wentao. Slowly, the fake play became real.
But now the drama has stopped, she has lost her direction. Is this feeling real or fake? Even if it is true, Lu Wentao is devoted to his senior sister and only treats her as a sister.
"Hey, Qing'er, take a good rest." Liu Lan looked at Murong Qing and fell into deep thought again, and left.
In the Yanmen Escort Agency, in the martial arts hall, Murong Bo saw Liu Lan coming in, put down the spear in his hand, and asked, "What do you think?"
Liu Lan shook her head.
"If you don't want to, forget it. My Murong family won't sell our daughter for these trivial matters!"
Inserting the spear into the weapon rack, Murong Bo left the martial arts hall.
"It's just a thousand carts of military rations. Just compensate it to Governor Shen. It won't be difficult for my Murong family."
In the main hall, the three brothers of the Murong family sat in the hall, and Murong Bo sat in the main seat. These words came from his mouth.
"It sounds good. A thousand carts of military rations and fifty thousand taels of silver. Although my Murong family can afford it, it is also a huge loss. If we form an alliance with the Yang family, they can gather a few hundred carts of grain from the autumn harvest before the New Year, and we don't have to sell our houses, right?"
"Third brother is right. Murong Qing is just a concubine. She can't practice martial arts. Marrying into the Yang family is not considered a low marriage. Why not? Please think twice, eldest brother."
Murong Bo's face was gloomy, and he was obviously a little unhappy.
"Master, Yang Hong of the Yang family wants to see you."
"Please come in." The second brother said hurriedly.
Seeing Yu Bo looking at him, Murong Bo waved his hand helplessly.
"Uncle, two uncles." Yang Hong saluted respectfully to the three people and called them.
"I recently heard that uncle has some troubles, so I came here uninvited to share his worries. My father intends to make friends with uncle, and then the thousand carts of grain will be borne by my Yang family. What do you think?"
Murong Bo thought for a while with a gloomy face and said, "My nephew Yang has this intention. I will ask Qing'er again. If Qing'er nods, then it will be so."
"Thank you, uncle." It was said to be a question, and everyone present knew that it meant to persuade again.
Murong Bo stood up and was about to go out, but Yu Bo hurriedly ran in and said, "Master, Governor Shen is here."
Murong Bo's face changed, and he saw a middle-aged man of similar age coming in the distance, followed by several guards with swords.
"Governor." Several people stood up and saluted.
"Master Murong." Governor Shen greeted lightly.
"Sir Shen, the loss of the dart was caused by our Yanmen Escort Agency. The Murong family will compensate for the loss of the thousand carts of military rations."
"You are too polite, Master. This is not the reason why I came here." Governor Shen sat on the main seat and said, "My Qinghe City is the granary of Weidong. Although the thousand carts of military rations are a lot, it is not difficult for me. However, I have reported to the country for some time to extend the loss of military rations this time. I have prepared the military rations. I hope Master Murong will accept this dart."
"This."
"If the dart is successful, the silver will be paid, and the thousand carts of military rations will be forgiven. If it fails again, it will not be a problem that can be solved by money and grain. I am afraid that my official hat will be lost, and the Murong family will also be gone."
"This dart, my Murong family will accept it." A charming voice came from outside the house, and Murong Qing walked in wearing the aqua blue dress she always wore.
"Haha, OK!" Governor Shen stood up and went out, "Tomorrow morning, South Gate."
"Qing'er, you, hey." After Governor Shen left, Murong Bo sighed and said, "Bi'er is at the beginning of the Earth Rank. The only ones in the Murong family who can defeat him are your eldest brother and me. According to Li Biaotou, Bi'er couldn't even take that man's move. His strength is unfathomable."
"Father."
"Forget it, let me lead the escort."
"Father, I'll go."
"What, what?"
A flying sword shot out from behind Murong Qing and pierced into the ground, creating a wave of air that made everyone unsteady.
There was nothing to do at home, so it was better to go out and do something for the family. So the next morning, Murong Qing led the first escort.
The Murong family no longer had to worry about military rations, and Murong Qing was so powerful, so the marriage with the Yang family naturally fell through. Although Murong Bo was still a little worried, that was not a world he could touch.
"Who is it?"
"A stranger I've never seen before, and judging by the accent, he's not a local."
"Please come up."
The person who came was Lu Wentao. The Murong family was also a prominent family. When they arrived in the city, they asked casually and found him.
"I am Qing'er's biological father, Murong Bo, who are you?"
"I am Lu Wentao, Qing'er's senior brother." Lu Wentao bowed and saluted.
"Did Qing'er commit any crime when she came down the mountain this time?"
Lu Wentao was stunned, and then said: "Well, I just went back to the mountain to see my junior sister, so I came out to look for her. Is my junior sister in the mansion?"
Murong Bo was afraid that Murong Qing had caused trouble, and now he was relieved, so he said: "She was there a few days ago, and now she has gone to Pengcheng to transport darts for her family."
"Thank you uncle for telling me, then I'll take my leave."
"Uncle Yu, send Mr. Lu out of the mansion."
Lu Wentao smiled and said: "No need." In an instant, he turned into a sword light and rushed into the sky.
Murong Bo shook his head and smiled to himself, "Qing'er is very lucky."
Dongping County, Yunmeng Mountain, is the area where Murong Bi was robbed some time ago. According to Governor Shen, before Murong Bi's trip, another military ration was also robbed nearby, so he asked Yanmen Escort Agency to escort the military ration.
Ahead is the mountain road, with woods on both sides. There are black traces of coke and red blood on the ground, and there is no intention to clean it up. Murong Qing is skilled and bold, so he didn't take a detour or line up, and just passed this road like this.
The thief leader in the forest looked at the middle-aged man beside him who was still calm, and didn't ask about anything, but just wiped the knife in his hand.
"You can start now." The middle-aged man looked at the grain team and said.
The thief leader waved his hand, and the people beside him stood up, shouting and rushing down. Looking back, the middle-aged man was gone, and he rushed up with the thieves.
Murong Qing held a long sword in his hand, wandering among the crowd like a fluttering butterfly. Every strike made one person lose his fighting power, but he was always paying attention to his surroundings, wondering when the mysterious man would make a move.
The army with formal training and standard equipment was still able to deal with bandits and bandits with ease, and gradually controlled the situation for a long time.
Murong Qing was a little confused, but the situation gradually improved, so he didn't care about it and continued to fight the enemy. When he turned around, a cold face passed by, which seemed familiar.
"Dang!" He drew his sword with his hands behind his back, and the long sword blocked the mysterious man's sneak attack. He turned around and looked at him vigilantly.
"You are worthy of being a disciple of a famous family, with a pure yin body."
"You are here if you don't eliminate demons and defend the way of the Ba Dao Sect!"
The mysterious man was the younger brother of Zuo Wei, the leader of the Ba Dao Sect, who had fought with Murong Qing at the Dao Conference.
"We, the Ba Dao Sect, are originally members of a cult. We fight against demons and defend the Dao? Haha! What a joke."
Zuo Biao said as he attacked with his sword. The strength of people in each realm of cultivation has a qualitative leap. The difference between the Golden Core and the Nascent Soul is the greatest. Once the Dan is broken and the Nascent Soul is formed, it can break through the limit of life span and can be called a land immortal.
Although Murong Qing's swordsmanship is exquisite, it has only been three years since he entered the Dao. Zuo Biao has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and has been fighting for more than forty years. His strength is even greater than Murong Qing.
"Dang." "Bang." He held the sword with both hands to block Zuo Biao's single-handed sword swing, but he couldn't block the sudden palm. The palm with all his strength also made Murong Qing retreat a few steps.
"Hehe." He put the hand that had touched Murong Qing's chest on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, full of teasing.
The battle became more and more difficult. Every attack from Zuo Biao had to be resisted with all her strength. Murong Qing was sweating profusely after doing so for too long.
Zuo Biao even put away the big knife in his hand, and only used a pair of flesh palms to slap Murong Qing everywhere.
"Ah!" Murong Qing shouted delicately, and the long sword flew out of her hand and flew straight to Zuo Biao, and at the same time, a trace of fortitude flashed in her eyes.
The spiritual power of the whole body gathered towards the golden elixir, and her whole life flashed in her mind. When she was young, her parents loved her at home and spoiled her no matter how naughty she was.
Until she was seven years old, the age when the Murong family began to practice martial arts, she could not practice the basic mental method, and her internal force could not pass through the meridians. She was a waste who could not practice martial arts. At that time, everyone in the family said so, and her grandfather, who had long since stopped managing things, also looked at her this way.
Although her parents never blamed her for this and still doted on her, her personality became more and more withdrawn.
When she was fifteen years old, the whole family wanted her to marry into the Yang family in exchange for support. Although her parents were unwilling, they had no choice.
Well, she was ready to give up herself. For the sake of the family and her parents, she no longer resisted.
"It's selling your daughter anyway, so just sell it to me." Xiao Xian forced her to buy it.
Then the happy time in the mountains appeared in her mind, until the last night, she couldn't help but smile.
Yes, they have already married, and the result is like this, so why bother about why it started, love is love.
But it seems a little late.
The golden elixir in the body emitted a dazzling light under the stimulation of spiritual power, and violent spiritual energy flowed in the body.
"Want to cause the elixir to explode? Ha." Zuo Biao came to her with a sneer, pointed out with two fingers, sealed the veins where her golden elixir flowed, and the violent spiritual energy dissipated, and the light disappeared.
The bandits on the other side had been killed and their formation was disrupted, but he didn't care at all. He picked up Murong Qing, who had no ability to resist, and flew away... On Yunmeng Mountain, in a cave where few people go, there is a natural cold pool. A young man who looks about 30 years old got out of the cold pool. As he swayed, water droplets in his long hair floated out, revealing an extremely handsome face.
"Master." Two girls came forward, holding a white shirt in their hands and putting it on the man.
"It's done, let's celebrate."
"Yes." The two girls knelt down at the same time, sucking and licking, serving the man.
If there were any cultivators here, they would recognize this person as Bai Yanxi, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect. If they were the older generation of cultivators, they would be surprised that Bai Yanxi was nearly sixty years old, but still looked like a young man, and was still so handsome.
He helped a girl up, and the huge cock that did not match his appearance at all was aimed at her vagina with saliva.
"Ah, Sect Master." The girl moaned comfortably, and the cock went straight into her vagina. Another girl lay behind him, her plump and tender breasts pressed against his back, her small hands caressed the place where the two of them met, and her small mouth pressed against his ear and said, "There are only two of us sisters here, please have mercy on us, Sect Master."
"When did I not have mercy on women?" Bai Yanxi teased while thrusting vigorously.
"No, ah, Master, spare me. Ah." Bai Yanxi's strength has reached the peak of the tribulation. He used this Yin-Yang method to suck the girl under him to orgasm in two strokes, and all her yin essence was drained.
"It's your turn." The girl collapsed on the ground, her body trembling constantly, and she kept enjoying the afterglow of the orgasm. Bai Yanxi turned around and looked at the other girl.
In just half an hour, the two girls reached five orgasms each, and collapsed unconsciously on the ground. All the yin essence that leaked was absorbed by Bai Yanxi.
The formation outside the cave fluctuated, and Bai Yanxi waved his hand to send the two women into the corner, and then Zuo Biao appeared in the cave with Murong Qing.
"Master Bai, the people have been brought here, no one has noticed, goodbye."
Looking at the panicked and at a loss girl, the pure yin energy that was coming over her, Bai Yanxi showed an excited smile, which was quite handsome.
Murong Qing, unable to resist, was thrown into the cold pond by Bai Yanxi. At the bottom of the invisible cold pond, mysterious lines emitted light, and endless coldness slowly gathered on Murong Qing.
Bai Yanxi's face showed a fanatical expression.
At the foot of the mountain, the bandits had been defeated, and the remaining grain transport soldiers gathered grain and prepared to continue their journey. The order they received was to escort the military grain, and the rest was none of their business.
"Where is Murong Qing?" Lu Wentao landed in front of the grain team and said sternly.
"No, I don't know." The leader of the army was so overwhelmed by Lu Wentao's pressure that he couldn't breathe, and answered nervously.
Just as Lu Wentao was about to ask again, he suddenly felt something and flew to the side. A blue long sword was inserted into the ground, which was Murong Qing's sword.
He put his hands together and silently chanted the sword spell. The long sword slowly stood in front of him, trembling slightly. Suddenly, it soared into the sky and flew into the mountains. Lu Wentao immediately followed with the sword.