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Being born in the blood-soaked martial arts world of the Central Plains was a sad and helpless experience for a member of the martial arts world… Who knew that behind the brightly lit path of prosperity, there would be tragedies for the sake of fame and fortune? As the famous saying goes, “Half a lifetime of idleness ends now, but one step in the jianghu has no end.”
(i) Lustful stamens
“Come, come, come. Little brother is new to your precious land, watchers please come forward. Those who have money give money, those who don’t have money give a favor.”
The one who said this is a bearded man. Seven feet tall.
Tiger back and bear waist, eyes like bronze bells, looking around with spirit. Under the rough appearance, there was an overpowering aura, Zhang Fei’s reincarnation was no better.
The big man was wielding a long-handled, square-headed stone mallet with one hand, and was performing what is commonly known as the 1,000 and one set of heart-breaking boulders.
“Fellow villagers, how can I perform alone today? I can’t ask myself to carry a stone slab and a mallet in the air to break the stone, can I? Please big brothers to help a hand. I don’t have to pay for the death, and I won’t chase after the ghosts.” At this moment, the crowd thought to themselves, “This mallet weighs a hundred pounds, and it’s not easy to pick it up, let alone break a big stone.”
While the crowd was speechless and the big man was pleased…
“May I try?” A crisp voice came from the back of the crowd. When the crowd settled down to take a look, a lithe body had arrived over the thick wall of people. The visitor turned out to be a young woman with waist-length hair and watery eyes. Coupled with a bright face, beautiful but not free of childishness, dressed in light yellow translucent lace, inside a purple-red low-cut bib shirt, exquisite curves at a glance. Waist hanging a piece of emerald green emerald, behind the waist is hanging a Chinese sword, under a cherry-colored skirt. The mysterious woman smiled sweetly: “What? Can I try?”
The bearded man was first stunned, then laughed: “Ha! Miss. Can you do it? Five hundred pounds of stone hammer, not to mention you. Even Zhang Yide again can not take it.”
The crowd clamored: “Five hundred pounds! Five hundred pounds of mallet!” “This little girl is asking for trouble.” “Stop playing and go home. I don’t think you can even lift five pounds.” “Let’s go! Go home!” “¡Ó…” the crowd clamored.
Some people think that this girl is not normal, some people think that the big man is very powerful, in case of anger, may beat this girl, this is not good. The girl, who was as delicate as a blade of grass, could not afford to be beaten, so they tried to discourage her from doing anything foolish.
But the next moment, all the clamor completely disappeared. Only to see the mysterious woman’s face did not change color, stretching out the snow-white jade-like right hand, slowly raised the big man’s mallet, still sweetly smiled and said: “Can I try?”
Now, the crowd glasses fell all over the ground, half speechless, even the big man’s mouth is open wide. But the tough-talking big man still said: “Good! If you can break the boulder. I Iron Fengtang three words let you write backwards.” After saying that, he placed the boulder on his chest. The big man took a deep breath, condensed his qi, and shouted: “Come on!” Only to see the mysterious woman gently said: “I’m sorry.” A ray of light and shadow will come to the chest. The man only felt a numbness in his chest, and when he opened his eyes, the three-inch-thick stone slab was shattered, and he couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat, saying: “Who are you… who are you?”
The mysterious woman smiled faintly: “The God of Dreams, Rodunghwa, you can just call me Little Dream. Heh heh heh…”
When the mysterious woman finished her speech, she jumped and leaped out of the wall of people. The big man said with admiration: “Breaking rocks without breaking bones, what a powerful character. Luodun Hua dream God, today’s events, Iron Wind Tang unforgettable in this life.”
Five miles outside the town, a tall woman with a sword stood under a tree. A woman with a tall figure and painted eyebrows, as if she were a heavenly fairy, was standing under a tree with a sword, and seemed to be waiting for something. The Dream God jumped in front of the sword-wielding woman in three steps and said with a smile, “Sister, I’m back. Let me tell you…”
Before she could finish her words, she only saw the sword-wielding woman coldly say, “What hour is it now? You are half a quarter of an hour later than the agreed time.”
The Dream God smiled in embarrassment, “I’m sorry! Then this is good, Yayi sister, the old way to make up for you okay?” With that, Dreamy hugged Yayi.
The four pieces of cherry lips combined with each other, Yayi felt a heat in her body, Xiao Meng’s tongue had already dived into her mouth. Yayi returned the favor, and their tongues intertwined in each other’s mouths, starting a prelude to joy. After all, Xiaomeng was more skillful, and Yayi was so mesmerized by the kiss that they both fell flat on their backs under the tree. Dream rubbed Yayi’s huge breasts, and Yayi started to undress Dream. Xiaomeng kept using her thumbs to tease the protrusions of Yayi’s breasts. Although there was a layer of not-so-thin clothes between them, Yayi’s nipples were already aroused by Xiaomeng’s tweaking, and stood out clearly on top of her breasts. Dream put her left hand inside Yayi’s blouse and rubbed her nipples, while her right hand explored Yayi’s mysterious area.
Xiaomeng also said, “Yiyi’s breasts are always so big and soft no matter what time of the day it is, and the little holes are so cute too.” After saying that, Xiaomeng stretched out her hands and grabbed both of Yiyi’s hands, stroking them towards her own breasts.
“Yee-san, Xiao Meng’s breasts aren’t too bad! Although they are not as big as yours, they are still very soft and comfortable to the touch, right?” After saying that, Xiaomeng pulled Yayi’s blouse down to her waistline, and Yayi’s huge breasts came out.
Just as Xiaomeng was concentrating on rubbing her huge breasts, Yayi had completely stripped Xiaomeng of her clothes. Xiaomeng’s mature torso would make any man’s nose bleed when he saw it. Breasts that could not be grasped with one hand, peach colored protrusions, slender waist, plus a handful of black fine and soft downy hair, can be called a special thing on earth. Under Dream’s skillful fingering, Yayi was being stroked to the point of panting, indirectly affecting the sexiness of her straddle. Yayi knew she had started to flow out, but kept quiet.
Seeing that the entire panty was soaked with her love juice, Dream shifted her target and, after removing the semi-wet panty, spread her legs apart, exposing the most beautiful part of a woman’s body, and began to lick it again and again. Yayi was so excited that her chin stood up, and with her hands wrapped around Dream’s hair, she let out a sweet sob, “Ah… ah… Dream… your… tongue… can… go… into my…. pussy… to… make… me… drip… out… and… feel… good… I guess.”
Dream complied and inserted her pink tongue into Yayi’s tiny flower pussy. Little Dream used her tiny tongue tip to continuously stimulate Yayi’s engorged flesh walls. Every time the tip of her tongue licked and touched the sensitive flesh wall, Yayi’s whole body felt as if she was electrocuted, and a large amount of flood water rolled out from the tiny reservoir, spraying Dream all over her face.
Dream laughed and said, “Sister Yee, you sprayed all over my face! How should I punish you?… I have an idea: Sister Yee, lick my pussy instead. Your tongue is also very good!” After saying this, Dream posed her attractive pussy on Yee’s face.
“Yee, you can start now. Remember, you can’t stop until you’ve made me bleed! I’ll make you more comfortable too.” Xiaomeng laughed mischievously, and at the same time, she picked up her own sword, aiming at Yayi’s flower pussy, and then plunged in with the hilt of the sword with a single thrust.
“Ah…” This sudden pleasure caused Ya Yi to open her mouth and scream lustfully, her lower body trembling continuously, and a large amount of nectar spraying out from her petals, causing a large area of grass to be covered with a large amount of sticky, transparent love juice. Xiao Meng continuously accelerated the speed of thrusting, the entire hilt of the sword was dripping wet. Xiaomeng giggled: “Yi, you’re squirting out a lot of nectar! It must be very comfortable, right? But really, you’re so beautiful, so understanding, and you have such an exciting garden, there’s no one who wouldn’t fall under your spell. But Master…”
Panting, Yayi said, “Master… he… is… a… big… wooden… I… I…” As she said this, Yayi burst into tears. Seeing this, Little Dream realized that he had said the wrong thing. So he comforted her, saying, “Sister Yee, don’t be sad! This is good, I will punish myself.” After saying this, Xiaomeng handed her sword over to Ya Yi. After a moment’s hesitation, Yayi used the wet hilt of the sword to thrust it into Xiaomeng’s pussy.
While enjoying the pleasure of the walls of flesh, Dream wiped Yayi’s tears and said, “My good sister, just take out all your thoughts about your Master into my… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy… pussy…” Dream shouted loudly to Yayi.
Once Ya Yi gritted her teeth, she deepened the depth of her thrust. Before long, Xiao Meng’s petals were also flaky and wet, and the sword hilt’s entry and exit became more and more slippery. Little Dream gradually became powerless, and fell softly on top of Yayi’s supple peaks. Little dream petals on the nectar, gradually dripping down, stained Ya Yi hands full of sticky lewd water. As Dream became more and more comfortable, her hips continued to wriggle, and at the same time she said, “Ah… ah… Sister Yee… again… I… need… to… thrust… more… deeper… I… am… going to… give… away…!”
As soon as Yayi heard that Dream was about to give out, she stopped moving and got up to kiss Dream’s cherry lips. Xiaomeng lost her pleasure for a moment, and the commandos who were already stupidly moving deep in their caves now all went home to sleep, relatively replaced by the lustful juices that continued to be secreted out.
Xiaomeng felt that her lower body was extremely itchy, but her mouth was sealed by Yayi, so she couldn’t even scream. Just when it was hard, Yayi had already ruined the inside of Xiaomeng’s mouth once. Xiaomeng couldn’t help but shed tears and cried out in her heart: “Ya Yi, what are you doing? My hole is itchy, come and fuck me! I’m so sad!”
Ya Yi revealed a wry smile as her pretty tongue left Little Dream’s small mouth. When the two tongues parted, the silver-white threads still connected the two of them. Dream hugged Yayi and cried out, “Sister… fuck me… fuck me… I… can’t take it anymore!” Yayi smiled: “Remember, don’t be late!” Crying, she said, “I know… I know… I can’t stand it any longer…” With that, she fell flat on her back on the grass.
Yayi looked at Dream’s pussy lips were already engorged with blood and peach color, the petals were constantly moving, and the hard fruit was filling the pink path. Yayi probed over and nibbled on her pussy nucleus with her incisors.
“Ouch…” Dream exclaimed, her legs spread wide. With her right hand, Yayi rubbed the downy hairs and with her left hand, she joined four fingers and slowly inserted them into her honey hole. Dream’s garden was small, but extremely lubricated, and with her lustful nature, Yayi felt her fingertips being sucked in by Dream’s fleshy walls, moving inward to a nice deep, deep interior. Before long, four of Yayi’s fingers were completely inserted into Dream’s pussy. Yayi felt that her fingers were being sucked in so tightly that she couldn’t pull them out at all, the instincts of the walls of her flesh were working at 100%. The remaining thumb of Yayi’s left hand kept rubbing the pussy nucleus, and Dream was screaming with lust. Utilizing her martial arts skills, Yee slowly pulled her finger out, inserted it again, pulled it out, inserted it, inserted it, inserted it, inserted it, inserted it, inserted it, inserted it, inserted it, inserted it, inserted it, inserted it…
Suddenly, a stream of warm liquid was sprayed onto Yayi’s fingers. The lustful liquid spurted endlessly, Dream’s face gave out a joyful expression, her eyes were slightly closed, while Dream’s vagina was “chirping” with liquid.
Yayi withdrew her left hand, which was full of female ejaculate, and stuck out her tongue to lick it slowly. Dream gasped and said, “Yee… sister… really… it’s… so… bad… that… my… pussy… ejaculated…”
However, looking at Dream’s “inadequate” look, Yayi shook her head: “This sister.” Yayi thought to herself.
(ii) Wet Apprentice Affair
Just as Dream and Yayi were getting dressed… a powerful aura swirled out, targeting Dream. In the heat of the moment… “Dream!” Yayi pushed her away, but unfortunately, Yayi was struck by a palm strike… It was all too sudden, and by the time she realized what had happened, her body was so delicate that she couldn’t even see it. ..Yayi’s delicate body had gradually collapsed…
“Sister Yee…” Dream hurriedly hugged Yee and shouted loudly: “Sister Yee… Sister Yee… pull yourself together… (crying)… you can’t… you can’t leave me like this!” Yayi opened her eyes slightly, and a reassuring smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: “… Dream, you’re… safe and sound… then I’ll… be… relieved…”
Before the sound is finished, the beauty is gone.
Ya Yi’s tearful eyes slowly closed, accompanied by a smile, and died in Xiao Meng’s arms. At the same moment of Ya Yi’s death, two figures appeared like ghosts, one in the shape of a zygomorphic Luo, with a giant scythe on his back; the other with a clear face, holding a jade fan, but with a biting murderous aura all over his body, both of which made people shudder.
“…” Dream silently bowed her head.
Another spoke up, “What joy in life, what fear in death. Be careful, death beckons, life is not long.”
“¡ÓWhy?” Little Dream whispered, “Why did you kill Sister Yi? Apart from Master, she was the only person I cared about. Why…”
“Hee hee hee hee… don’t worry, you’re going to follow in her footsteps.”
Xiao Meng said coldly: “Why force me? Why are you forcing me to kill? Why, why, why…” As she said this, “The invisible strike” came out of her hand, and the light reached her in an instant. Both of them were startled and quickly dodged through Dream’s stance. “Murderer. Pay for your life.” Xiao Meng drew out her sword, Dream Soul, and attacked the two men like a rapid thunderstorm.
The man with the face of a scholar opened his mouth, “White sickle sound, the death god invokes the soul. Kill quickly and leave no one behind.” As soon as the words stopped, White Sickle Sound drew up the scythe on his back and blocked Xiao Meng’s attacks one by one.
Seeing that the blow didn’t work, Dream jumped behind White Kamayin. “Erqi Shuanghua!” Dream used the “Seven Forms Heavenly Style”.
of the second style. But the white sickle sound giant sickle swings freely, in the most direct way to the small dream holding the sword hand cut. Xiao Meng was shocked, hastily retracted his hand, only to hear a “clang” sound, the dream soul has been cut into two pieces.
White Sickle Sound’s scythe was still in hot pursuit, Xiao Meng retreated back and forth, and without noticing, the scythe made a cut on Xiao Meng’s snow white arm. Xiaomeng moved a little, crimson blood gushed out from the wound, Xiaomeng was suddenly confused with her true qi, her feet went limp, and she fell to the ground.
“You don’t have a chance, Scythe Chop takes the soul.” The sickle chopped through the head.
Just when Dream was in danger… an aura of qi and sand came with a force of a mountain of dust and shook the giant sickle away. White Sickle Sound’s tiger’s mouth went numb, and he took several steps back, saying, “What a formidable power.” An attacking killing air, the smoke gradually dissipated, a majestic figure, from the smoke slowly stepped out, at the same time the poem said: “sand and dust, the wind shows the sun and moon shine light. Snowflakes fall, the mirror in the dry Kun Ying Yunxia. Can not help the years as light, passing wild young man. The end of the world where to find the fragrance, obsessed with the only leak white hair. Ice cold way, lonely love half heart in this world set sail alone. Words are endless, only a sword with the heart to forget the love of death.”
“Who is the visitor?” The fan-wielding scholar asked. The majestic figure was silent, looking at Ya Yi’s faint posthumous smile, and the injured Xiao Meng, his sword brows knitted deeply, pointing at Bai Sickle Sound and the fan-wielding scholar, he yelled, “Bai Sickle Sound, Meng Du Clothing, if you guys can block me for a single move today, Heaven’s Condemnation Martial Sword Officer will come to the door to apologize to the Emperor of Le.” The volume of the voice was so loud that even the small stones on the ground jumped.
White sickle sound two people heart shocked, know that the extreme will come, each other’s eyes a pair, white sickle sound “breaking waves rotating chop”
Together with Meng Du Clothing’s “Hundred Fan Light Sword Stream”, they attacked Jianguan like lightning. Jianguan Wu’s fingers condensed his Qi and blocked their thunderous attacks. Just as the two were about to regain their breath and attack again, Kensuke Wu’s sword technique was already out.
“Cruelty, the Martial Swordsman now disregards Emperor Le’s past kindness and kills the Cold Sword Style’s Extreme Dao Martial Sword, and from now on terminates the Dao Heaven and the Western Dust Heaven…” Before Meng Du Suo could finish listening to him, the Martial Swordsman’s longsword had already stabbed into his heart, and hot, red blood flowed down along the sword in rivulets. Meng Du Xun turned his head to see that White Sickle Sound was still holding the giant sickle in his hand, but his head had disappeared. Red-colored blood spurted out of the wound, and the white scythe was stained with blood, glowing red. Meng Du Suo let out a fearful wail, but it was too late, Wu Jian Guan’s sword had already pierced through his body, and Meng Du Suo’s soul returned to the Heaven of Hate.
“The… relationship.” Wu Jianguan drew out his long sword, the blade still dripping with blood. But sad people always have to face the cruel reality. Wu Jianguan walked over to Ya Yi’s side, clasped Ya Yi’s already cold and delicate hands in both of his hands, and shed a heroic tear.
With her wounds fresh in her eyes, Meng walked over to Wu Jianguan and said with a small sob, “Master, Sister Yayi… she truly loved you…”
“┅┅”
“Master…”
“No need to say anymore!” Marco said excitedly. Little Dream wanted to comfort her Master again, but as soon as she moved her body, she felt dizzy, and her Margin was so weak that she slumped to the ground. Shocked, he hurriedly picked up Little Dream: “Little Dream… Little Dream… what’s wrong with you?”
Xiaomeng said feebly, “Master… it’s Bai… sickle… sound… the poison on the knife… it’s called… flower… plum… spring… it’s… the only… feasible… method… for… a… miraculous… poison under… the… heavens…”
“What is it? Speak quickly.” Wu Jianguan anxiously asked. With a wan smile, Xiao Meng circled her hands around Wu Jian Guan’s neck, kissed Wu Jian Guan’s straight nose, and said with a blush on her face, “The only antidote to poison is the semen of a young man…” After finishing her speech, Xiao Meng stroked her hand towards Wu Jian Guan’s lower body.
Wu Jian-Guan had never been a human being, but he was eager to save others. For the sake of this female disciple, Wu Jian Guan made a decision deep in his heart: he had to face all the choices he had made and the consequences.
The night sky was dark and cold, but suddenly a ray of light pierced through the darkness and illuminated the entire Buddhist heaven. A white-haired old man stroked his snow-white beard and sighed as he looked into the sky, saying, “Alas… The fate of my grandson’s star has returned to its place, and the heavens have condemned you to the fate of your younger brother, dooming you to a hundred years of bitter cultivation that will be reduced to water. How can I face the Red Dust? My grandson, Ya Yi, the Thousand Character Essay has disappointed your mother, Long Qin Xiang. Alas… does… does the heavens want me to destroy the Western Dust Heaven with my own hands?”
On the other hand, Jian-Guan Wu understood that everything would be realized. For the sake of Little Dream, he would lose all his hard work over the past hundred years, and he did not know what would happen next. How could he survive in the treacherous martial arts world without one-half of his power? He thought long and hard about this. Heaven’s wrath had already lost one of his beloved disciples, no matter what, we must preserve Little Meng. Determined, he said to Xiao Meng with a grave expression on his face.
“Little Dream Apprentice, Master is now healing your injuries. But you have to know, in the process of healing, my master’s hundred years of power will be completely integrated into your body bit by bit, at the same time, my master’s “Sword Dao Heart Transmission” will also be absorbed by you one by one. In other words, you will possess your master’s supreme martial arts, and from now on, your power will not be inferior to mine, and that’s all the Martial Sword Officer can do for you.”
The inevitable end, the last of everything. Wu Jianguan took a deep breath, clenched his teeth and sank his waist down, dipping his male root into Xiao Meng’s slightly moist petals. Wu Jianguan immediately felt a rapid loss of true qi, Xiao Meng’s pubic walls were continuously absorbing Wu Jianguan’s gong. The relative nectar was stimulated by the true qi and gradually overflowed from her pussy, while Xiao Meng’s mature vaginal muscles kept intermittently squeezing Heaven’s Condemned’s male doppelganger.
Under Martial Sword Officer’s treatment, Xiao Meng’s face began to look better and her spirit recovered quite a bit. But comparatively, cold sweat oozed from Heaven’s Condemned’s forehead. Seeing this, Little Dream turned the tables on him and continued to thrust in a female-on-male manner. Xiao Meng’s pleasure was getting stronger and stronger, and she couldn’t help but scream out, the lewd cries made Heavenly Condemnation’s honest meat stick keep twisting and turning.
“Ah… Master… your… your… thick… penetration… made… my… dream… hole… so… comfortable… that… again… I… still… want… Master… to… stuff my… small… hole… with… his… big… meat… stick…”
Xiao Meng kept panting, at the same time, she pressed her buttocks downward, making the meat column that was inserted into Xiao Meng’s flower channel go deeper and deeper all of a sudden. At this time, Xiao Meng’s whole body suddenly had an electric tremor, and her obscene water kept rolling out, making the entry and exit even more slippery. Tian Pao’s young, fresh rod stirred and stirred inside Dream’s flower petals, letting the elastic skin of the fruit tightly wrap, loosen, wrap, and loosen again…
The way Xiao Meng was making love made Wu Jian Guan’s blood boil even more, causing his thick part to swell up again, stretching Xiao Meng’s tiny hole loosely, and full of nectar flowing out from the hole. Under the light of the sun, the transparent nectar reflected a glittering and bright light, which was marvelous.
The two of them repeated several different positions, letting Wu Jian Guan’s majestic pride open up Xiao Meng’s young flower garden, and both of them indulged in the pleasure of the clouds and the rain. But there is always a time when everything comes to an end. Wu Jianguan sensed that the rush was approaching, and hastily withdrew his body, letting Xiaomeng nurse her. Xiao Meng was like a breastfeeding baby, constantly sucking on the glans, wrapping Heaven’s wrath’s male root in her mouth and teasing it with her tongue. After a moment of inexplicable excitement in Wu Jian Guan… “Woah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah”, Heaven’s Wrath cried out. At the same time a stream of white, murky liquid shot out like a flood from the Wu Jian Guan’s parting, and Xiao Meng tightly closed her mouth to prevent any drop of semen from leaking out. The doppelganger had no end in sight and kept on ejecting, Xiao Meng swallowed three times before she completely drank all the jade liquid. Once the Jade Spring was in her stomach, the poison of the Flower Plum Spring was also removed… Little Dream seemed to have a satisfied look on her face… Heaven’s Condemnation Martial Swordsman was not a waste of time… The treatment was over… and the hundred years of power of Martial Swordsman had been transferred into Little Dream’s body. Heaven’s Condemnation said to Little Dream: “Little Dream, now that you have 100 years of the Master’s cultivation, you no longer need to learn martial arts. In my life, I had two sets of kung fu: one was the Sword Dao Heart Transmission, which you have now learned, and the other was the “Cool Sword Stance”, which is not suitable for women… and I am entrusting you with my own destiny…”
“Divine Order???” Dream asked.
“There’s no need to doubt it, all generations of Sword Officer Family heirs have had this fate. The only thing I can do now is to tell you how to do it.” Wu Jian Guan continued: “The “Seven Forms of Heavenly Style” that I have taught you is the only move that can turn the tide.”
Dream asked in confusion, “The practice? Twisting? Master, I don’t understand at all.”
“Little Dream Disciple, now you go to Rutian and look for a high-ranking person nicknamed “White Imperial Clothes” who will tell you the whole story.”
Xiaomeng asked: “”White royal clothes”? Who is that?”
“He is… he is… your…”
“What!!!” Dream exclaimed.
Tense, tense, tense! What kind of shocking things did Mr. Wu Jian Guan tell Xiao Meng? What is the role of the enigmatic “White Emperor’s Clothes”? The death of Wen Ya Yi has caused the book maker Qian Zi Wen’s hatred for Xiduantian to deepen, what kind of extreme action will he take against Emperor Le and the others?
Just then… A pleasant sound of a xiao appeared in the middle of nowhere, causing three pairs of murderous eyes. Mystery mystery mystery! Another mysterious figure, appearing in Fan District Lo in the Western Dust Heaven. How will it turn out? Dear viewers, please don’t miss the annual work of Kinky Sexy Maid, “Shivering Cherries” (III) of Leaking Blood and White Clothes.
(iii) White Clothes of Bloodletting
On a quiet, foggy trail, a sudden rush of footsteps greeted her. Dream kept running furiously, sweat dripping down her face, her anticipation overcoming her fatigue. In her mind, she kept thinking, “Father… my father, I’m about to meet him.”
After Xiaomeng left, Jianguan Wu picked up Ya Yi’s cold body and compassionately touched her clear face.
Ya Yi’s beautiful face, as if sleeping like a smile, but unfortunately the good people will never wake up. Wu Jianguan inwardly churning pain incomparably, heavenly wrath said to Ya Yi: “From today onwards, I will never leave you alone again.”
The sun was setting, and the earth was glowing red. The Heavenly Condemned Martial Swordsman held Yayi in his arms as he walked towards the end of the sunset… A lonely figure is always lonely. Perhaps this was also the love that he could not give up… in the middle of the Western sky, the mysterious sound of a piper faced the trio of assassins. The piper, Wen Ru, loomed large, and the three assassins, eye to eye, attacked the center of the room from three directions in a triangular killing technique. All three were great masters of martial arts, and their swords attacked the voice of the piper in a way that left no room for survival.
At this time, the pleasant sound of the piper sounded again, when the sword and knife touched the robes of the piper, the three people only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and in an instant, three bright red columns of blood sprayed up into the dim sky. When the three of them regained their alertness, each other’s swords had pierced deeply into each other’s bodies, shedding crimson blood, and the piper had disappeared without a trace. The killer trio died one by one! “The abyss of the sea of desire, the heart of fame and fortune remains unchanged. In the world of Cosmos, people’s hearts are connected. How beautiful!” The Blowjob Man stepped out of the battle at this point and disappeared under the night sky.
Right after the piper left, a dark-faced monster who had been hiding in the shadows stepped out, looked at the trio and laughed contemptuously: “Hahaha… You three were so stupid as to try to uncover the identity of the piper and now you’ve died under the White Wave Light Opening. Hahaha…”
After three days and nights of non-stop rushing, in the early wind blowing, Xiaomeng has entered the Ru Tian’s demarcation sign. Just as Xiao Meng tried to advance, a sword light cut through the sand and dust, Xiao Meng hurriedly shrunk his feet, only to see a sword mark about two inches deep cut on the side of the demarcation sign, at the same time, in the thick murderous aura, a silhouette appeared.
“This road is off limits.” A short-haired teenager stood with a sword and said loudly, “Anyone who tries to enter will be killed without pardon!” The sword-wielding boy appeared to be only seventeen or eight years old, but his exquisite swordsmanship was not inferior to that of a first-class expert.
Xiao Meng hurriedly said, “I am the disciple of the Heaven’s Wrath Martial Sword Officer, and I have come here for an urgent matter, requesting to see the white royal-clothed senior.”
The young man replied back: “Master is currently not in a position to receive anyone, so please go back.”
Little Dream said anxiously, “No way! This is a matter of great urgency, I must see senior.” After saying that, she wanted to enter.
“Hmm…” The young man’s sword brows furrowed, and as he moved freely, a sharp sword blade stabbed at Little Dream. Little Dream was prepared for this, and after flipping over and dodging the sword, she jumped several times and leapt dozens of feet away, shaking off the young man.
“Damn it!” The young man hurriedly chased after Xiao Meng, utilizing his superior lightweight skills. The two of them, one in front of the other, at first glance looked like a meteor catching up with the moon, and walking against the wind like breaking wind and lifting dust. Although Xiao Meng’s light skill is a great, but for days of fatigue, make Xiao Meng’s physical strength has been close to the limit, coupled with the mood of looking forward to seeing his father, Xiao Meng a breath can not come up, the true qi a turbid, the whole person from the mid-air fell down, just fell in a pond, the water splashed about three feet high, stirring up the sparkling water splash. Xiao Meng such a fall, actually fainted. Then rushed to the teenager saw a small dream for a long time did not get up, think the situation is not right, rushed into the pond to save people. Dream in the water due to lack of oxygen, coupled with the mouth and nose into the water, has no ability to struggle. Just when Xiaomeng gradually lost consciousness, a mouthful of timely true qi into the mouth, Xiaomeng slowly opened his eyes, only to see the short-haired teenager is using the mouth to transmit true qi.
Little dream all of a sudden face hot ear red, but there is no way the whole body soft and weak, half a bit of struggle energy are not, then closed his eyes again. After a few moments, the young man carried her out of the water and laid her flat on the lawn. Based on the rescue, the teenager put his hand on Xiao Meng’s plump breasts and slowly input real qi for her. Xiao Meng felt a burst of warmth in her chest, as if someone was rubbing her jade peaks, slightly opening her eyes to peek, the short-haired teenager was concentrating on the treatment in unison, Xiao Meng became more and more comfortable, and the tips of her breasts involuntarily stood up. Although the clothes that Dream was wearing were not too little, after being soaked by the water, the erect nipples clearly protruded from the exterior of the clothes, the teenager apparently unaware of it. After Xiao Meng snickered for a while, she reached out and quickly pointed out the teenager’s acupoints, the teenager only felt a numbness in his back, and his whole body could no longer move. Xiaomeng stood up, in front of the teenager removed all the clothes, slim fit Dong body will be completely displayed in front of the teenager, the teenager a burst of dizziness, feel as if the whole body’s blood to the lower half of the body to focus on the hardening up.
Xiaomeng laughed: “I just want to wring out my soaked clothes, why are you so erect? For the reason that you just saved me, I’ll give you a little service.” After saying that, Xiaomeng took off the teenager’s shorts, the young mature meat stick is towering high, Xiaomeng whispered “so big yo!” She swallowed it. Dream’s small mouth contained the teenager’s part, after wetting the stem with saliva, she inserted it into the already wet flower center, and moved it forward and backward, Dream felt immensely excited.
Completely different from the level of sex with Wu Jian Guan before, the teenager’s parting carried a vibrant vigor, constantly rubbing against Xiaomeng’s sticky and slippery flower channel, as Xiaomeng bobbed her hips up and down incessantly, her plump breasts simultaneously swaying regularly with the rhythm, and the pink protrusion in the center bouncing up and down with excitement. Just as Xiaomeng reached her climax, the teenager’s pressed hot tubes also ejected thick white liquid, completely shooting into the depths of Xiaomeng’s uterus.
Dream looked pleasantly at the teenager, re-changed into wrung out clothes and smiled winkingly, “Thank you for your delicious hospitality, my little hole is stuffed to the brim with you, next time on the other hand I’m going to let the mouth above me taste your warm soy milk.
But now I’m going to look for Elder, so I’ll help you undo your acupoints when I come back.”
After finishing her speech, Xiao Meng set off at a brisk pace to find the Lord of Ru Tian’s white royal clothes, Jing Liu Jun.
The bright moon wheel hung high in the night sky, and the faint moonlight shone towards the Dao Heaven. As far as the eye could see, there was a newly constructed grave. On it was written: “Tomb of the unattached disciple Wen Yayi, inscribed by Master Heaven’s Condemnation Martial Sword Officer.” In front of the grave was filled with Daotian’s unique Yang Li flowers, which were also Wen Yayi’s favorite flowers during her lifetime. Martial Sword Official stood silently in front of the grave, not saying a word as he recalled everything that had ever happened. Since Ya Yi’s first day of initiation, to the final separation of heavenly beings, the brutal truth caused the heart of Heaven’s Condemned to burst with soreness.
“Ya Yi, Heaven’s Condemnation will be by your side for the rest of your life, so you shouldn’t be lonely.” While the Martial Swordsman was engrossed in his memories… A sad flute sound arrived from afar, and Tian Pao instantly tensed his nerves, gripping the longsword on his back and staring ahead without a word. At that moment, the flute stopped, but an inexplicable atmosphere filled the soundless environment.
A few moments later, a flying letter descended from the sky and landed in front of Martial Sword Officer’s feet. After Martial Sword Officer read the letter, his sword brows knit deeply and his face sighed with a grave expression: “What should come has finally come.”
In Ru Tian in the small dream, walked for nearly half an hour, see the place, all is the birds and flowers, the beauty of the gurgling water. In a water flow, hidden a cave, Xiaomeng doubtfully stepped forward, only to see a pair of couplets hanging at the entrance of the cave: “Idle to find the road is very, the wind moves the quiet water falling begonias.” The words on the couplet are written in a strong and powerful manner, so to speak, that is, the so-called “soft with hard”. Xiaomeng unconsciously took over the poem: “A hundred miles of searching for the woodcutter’s path. The dragon roars and the tiger whistles and the unicorn rises.”
Just as Xiaomeng was obliviously admiring the calligraphy and painting, a soft and smooth voice came out from behind: “Good catch!
But the poem is overly confusing and shows the anticipation of confusion. Then, you should have come here to find someone. Is that right?” Little Dream snapped her head back, so taken aback that she actually forgot to breathe for a moment. The visitor had long hair hanging over his shoulders, wore a snow-white robe, had a cherry blossom seal on his forehead that symbolized Wen Qi, and held an elegant ornament in his hand.
What was surprising was that this person actually had white hair and a vermilion face, which was even better than the teenager just now.
Little Dream said politely, “Please pass on the message to the white royal clothes senior, the latter Luo Dunhua Dream God pays a visit.”
The white-robed scribe said, “I’m Jing Liu Jun, I don’t know what the girl is looking for me for.”
Xiao Meng then froze again: Jing Liu Jun. The Lord of Ru Tian, the white royal garment Jing Liu Jun, was actually right in front of him. Xiaomeng immediately burst into tears, a “father” almost blurted out, but then regained his composure. Said: “Master Wu Jianjun ordered me to come and ask senior Jianjun family’s destiny.”
“What about Officer Wu Jian?” Jing Liu Jun asked.
Dream said, “I should go back to Doten.”
“Should we return to the Dao Heaven? What does that phrase mean?” Jing Liu Jun asked in confusion.
Xiaomeng said: “Master said that he wanted to bury Sister Yi in Dotian. So… I think Master should go back now.”
Jing Liu Jun asked again: “Sister Yi? Buried in Daotian? You recount everything from the beginning.”
Dream said, “Here’s the thing…”
“Ughhh! Not good!” Jing Liu Jun exclaimed, then jumped up and headed straight towards Dao Heaven. Xiao Meng was in a daze, she didn’t know what to do, but there was always an inexplicable pressure and uneasiness in her heart, so she followed Jing Liu Jun and left Ru Tian. Jing Liu Jun utilized the best light power, his body transformed into a light form, like a meteor catching up with the moon, running straight towards Dao Tian.
The words kept coming out of his mouth: “God’s wrath, you’re too stupid to mess with Emperor Le, one of the Five Emperors of Dust Heaven… I hope it’s not too late.”
As Jing Liu was rushing towards him at full speed, a strange man with a black face flashed out from behind a tree and laughed strangely at the fading figure of the Emperor’s clothes: “Jie Jie Jie Jie… Heaven’s wrath will be met with heaven’s wrath, and Jing Liu will not be able to stay in peace. Death… death… death… death… heh heh heh heh…”
The night was deep and quiet, and the atmosphere of silence filled the whole Taoist heaven. The sword officer was ready to wait for the letter: “Heaven’s wrath is not heaven’s wrath, but the sword officer’s coffin. Hades music end life, five night life and death judgment.” The fifth night has come, the early dew condensation pearl, in a blanket of morning fog, resounded a loud and bright xiao sound. Martial Sword Officer held the hilt of his sword in his backhand and waited for the extreme to come.
Heaven’s Condemnation knew that this would be an inevitable clash, and at the same time his last battle… Just as Wujianguan was facing his death, the light form of the white royal garments had already arrived, and just as Jing Liu-kun was entering the Dawning of the Heavens, the mournful sound of the flute resounded once again, and at the same time a ray of light swirled out. A young woman holding a flute blocked Jing Liu’s way. The white royal clothes said, “This girl, please make way, I’m going to enter to save someone.”
The young woman said: “Don’t you know? When the sound of the piper sounded, Wu Jianguan’s death was already predetermined, and could never be changed.”
Shizuru said, “No matter what, I will give it a try.”
The young woman laughed: “You can’t get in, white royal clothes Jing Liu Jun.”
Shizuru-kun was shocked: “You’re all in this together.”
It’s tense… Within the day of the Dao, the fifth watch has arrived. Officer Wujian is dying, is he likely to be able to survive the piper’s attempts on his life? Beyond the Dao Heaven, a mysterious woman is blocking the way, Jing Liu Jun is in a state of anxiety, does he have a chance to help? What is the relationship between the life-threatening blowjob and the mysterious flute? To find out, don’t miss the next chapter of Shivering Cherries 2 – “Soul Breaker”.
(iv) Soul Breaker
At the dawn of the fifth night, the warm sunlight gradually rises, the golden yellow light covers the earth, and it is a new day. New life, but for the wrath of heaven, Wu Jianguan, “tomorrow” this term, whether it will disappear in his life, completely depends on the fate of the pen. Will live, will die, at this moment on the sword officer is no longer important, he is looking for a peaceful world: no smoke, no fire, but the ruthless wheel of time keeps turning.
Just then… a faint sound of a piping instrument came from the distance, and a gentle figure arrived through the early fog.
Heaven’s Condemnation fixed his eyes on a purple-haired, handsome, gorgeously dressed, and sternly attired young man, holding a light purple-red wooden xiao, smilingly approaching the Martial Sword Officer.
Heaven’s Condemnation asked: “Are you the assassin sent by Emperor Le?” The purple-haired boy said: “To a dying man, there is no need to answer the question.” Heaven’s wrath said: “At least I don’t want to die at the hands of a nameless person.” The young man said: “There is no shame in being nameless.” Heaven’s wrath said: “Can you leave your name?” The purple-haired boy thought for a moment and then said: “Pursuit of the sound of the common world, purple sound xiao Guan Tian.” Heaven’s wrath said: “Then we are kindred spirits.” Purple voice said: “only a moment.” Heaven’s wrath laughed: “Enough.”
Outside the Dao Heaven, Jing Liu Jun and the mysterious woman stood opposite each other. Both sides of the situation as a sword drawn, white royal clothes to save people eager, hands condensed gas, ready to pre-emptive strike. The woman laughed and said, “A generation of Confucian wonders, how dare you make a move with a woman.”
Jing Liu said, “I apologize for my rudeness during this extraordinary time.” The woman added: “Do you want to follow in the footsteps of Martial Swordsman?” Jing Liu said: “The Lord of Ru Tian is not subject to any threat.” The woman said: “Does the word “Longqin Xiang” carry enough weight?” Jeong Ryul said, “This…”
Just as Jing Liu Jun was dumbfounded, two cold sword awns broke through the wind and sand. The flute-wielding woman flipped her body, dodging the two attacks, and Jing Liu Jun took advantage of this gap to enter the Dao Heaven, breaking the wind and advancing deeper into the Dao Heaven. The woman fixed her mind to take a look, Xiao Meng and the short-haired boy appeared in front of her. The woman laughed softly a few times: “Too late.” After then disappeared, Xiao Meng and teenager also rushed into the Dao Heaven.
A short moment passed in an instant, but Zi Yin remained motionless. Officer Wu Jian asked, “Why are you so calm?”
Zi Yin said: “That’s because everything is going to end.” Heaven’s wrath said: “Well said, stay tuned.”
The Martial Swordsman struck first, and with his longsword in his hand, he transported his best move. “Extreme Dao Martial Sword!” Heaven’s Condemnation attacked Zi Yin at a speed that could not be delayed. Zi Yin did not move, actually standing and allowing Martial Swordsman to attack. Heaven’s Condemnation showed no mercy and pierced through Zi Yin’s heart, a hot red blood spurted out, spilling all over Martial Sword Officer’s face.
Just as Heaven’s Condemnation killed Zi Yin, a voice came out from behind : “You’re attacking there?” Wu Jian Guan turned around and saw that Xiao Guan Tian was stationed behind him, smiling faintly. When Wu Jian Guan touched his face, the originally bright red blood had disappeared, and a chill surged through Heaven’s Wrath’s heart.
Zi Yin said: “The last move will be the end of everything.” Wu Jianjun said: “I’m looking forward to it.” At this moment, the pleasant sound of the piper sounded again, and Zi Yin’s body gradually glowed with a lavender color. Wu Jianjun condensed his inner energy and prepared to make the last move of his life. As the atmosphere rose to its highest point, the two men’s best moves came out of their hands. “White Wave Opening Light!”
Zi Yin raised her hands and purple light shot out from her hands in a biting manner. “Heaven’s Wrath Martial Broken Sword Soul!” The Martial Sword Officer struck the strongest move in the Martial Sword Style, coming with a thunderous momentum, the Heaven Splitting Berserker Power whistled and arrived.
The two qi awns meet, the airflow flies stone broken, the sharpness breaks the clouds, the mountains crumble and the earth cracks. Ferocious attack, stirred up the sky dust and sand, the explosion of the duel, as if the end of the world. As the dust and sand drifted away, only a single figure stood silently. The suicidal battle… is over. The sky was filled with clouds, the early morning breeze brought the chill of the morning, and the birds chirped in unison to welcome a new day, but… there were already people who had lost their lives.
“O… Martial Swordsman…” shouted Jing Liu Jun, while blood spurted out of Heaven’s Condemnation’s hand that was tightly gripping the longsword, and a trail of blood flowed down from Martial Swordsman’s forehead, leaking red onto his handsome face and reddening his white robes. Tian Condemned Martial Sword Officer’s majestic body gradually collapsed, falling on top of layers of yellow sand.
“Wu Jianjun ah…” When Jing Liu Jun arrived, Heaven’s Wrath had already suffered defeat and was splattered in blood.
Jing Liu Jun said excitedly, “Officer Wu Jian, I’m sorry I’m late. You must pull yourself together!” Heaven’s Condemnation said slowly: “Jing Liu… you… you’ve finally come…” Jing Liu said: “Let me heal your wounds.” Heaven’s Condemnation said: “No… no need… I… am dying… before I leave… I just want to give you… a few words… never… protect… the… dao… heaven… don’t let the Undying Demon Deity… the Hundred Lives… the Hundred Lives Mandate… take over the… dao… heaven… or else everything… will be over…” Jing Liu said: “I know that this is the first time we’ve been here,” he said. “I know, this is a mission shared by all five of us.”
With his last breath, Heaven’s Wrath laughed wildly at the heavens: “Ha… Ice Cold Road… It seems that Kensuke Wu is destined to be alone in this life… endless words… but unable to forget his love’s sorrows… Yayi!” With these words, Wu Jian Guan’s long sword fell from his loosened hand and silently fell to the sand along with the death of his master.
“Shifu…” Dream, who arrived later, couldn’t help but burst into tears and cry to the sky when she saw the brutal truth.
But does anyone know that all this is just a prelude to a conspiracy?
“Hongle, why did you pull me out of the battle?” Zi Yin said angrily. The woman with the flute said: “The sword style of the Martial Swordsman is so sharp that I’m afraid of you…” Zi Yin said: “The Martial Swordsman is truly an expert of his generation, but it’s a pity that he’s in trouble with the Emperor of Le…” Hong Le said: “Do you want to pay back the Emperor of Le now? ” Zi Yin laughed and said, “Of course not, I have to do one thing first before I return the favor.” Hong Le said, “What is it… is it?” Zi Yin said, “That’s right.” At the same time, she reached out and rubbed her hands on Hong Le’s beautiful breasts.
Although Hongle’s breasts were a bit smaller, but since they were still developing, when Zi Yin rubbed them, Hongle felt a slight pain, but her honest body had already started to react as a prelude. Zi Yin hugged Hong Le from behind and rubbed her breasts from behind, while her erect penis kept rubbing the crack between Hong Le’s buttocks. Hong Le shuddered, and at the same time, clear liquid flowed out from her crotch. Zi Yin with the index fingers of both hands to play with the tip of Hong Le’s protruding mountain, with teeth gently biting Hong Le’s earlobe, said: “I want to now, show me, your everything.”
“Eh.” Redleigh nodded and pulled off her panties, slowly spreading her feet to reveal her honeyed, cherry-colored garden.
Shyly, Hong Le used the fingers of both hands to pull open the entrance to the flooded station, and the pink walls of the flesh opened and closed as she breathed. She said, “Come in… Brother Zi Yin.” Zi Yin then took the huge train and slowly pushed it into Hong Le’s miniature train station.
Violet Sonic eased the big train into Redleigh’s tiny station, and Redleigh looked down at Violet Sonic’s doppelganger thrusting ever deeper into her, and was overwhelmed with excitement. Zi Yin saw the right moment and in one gulp, she thrust her hot rod deep into Redle’s young flowery hole. Hong Le suddenly felt a surge of electricity surging through her heart, and her body couldn’t help but bend in an arch as she let out a cry of joy. Zi Yin also began to move her hips at that moment, pumping ceaselessly.
Hong Le’s cheeks gradually turned red, and she cried out lustfully in comfort, “Ah… my good brother… you’re really… good… the big, wriggling rod… moving inside me… non-stop… so… so… so good…” At this point in time, Hong Le’s developing flower path was slightly reddened by Zi Yin’s big train, and transparent nectar was flowing out of it along with the rod. The clear nectar flowed out of the meat stick.
Zi Yin said: “Di’er ah, your pussy is drooling, is it still not full? Brother I’ll let it have a full meal!” After saying that, Zi Yin accelerated the speed of pumping. Hong Le’s petals gusted in rhythm, her semi-mature flower lips were already engorged with blood, tightly hooping Zi Yin’s large water pipe. Zi Yin felt the red music in the jade channel has a slight protrusion, constantly stimulate the tender glans, slippery flesh walls with pussy in the protrusion, make Zi Yin immediately on the verge of a high point. Zi Yin said: “Flute sister, I’m going to ejaculate.” Hong Le gasped, “Come on… shoot all the hot… liquid… into… my pussy… brother…”
Zi Yin intensified her momentum, and after dozens of violent attacks, Zi Yin felt a powerful rush shoot out from the depths of Hong Le’s vagina. As the clear love juice hit Zi Yin’s manhood, Zi Yin also reached her limit, and an even more powerful jet of water shot into the depths of Hong Le’s vagina. “Ah…” Hong Le let out a loud and resounding cry, while the tender walls of Hong Le’s vagina continued to contract intermittently, sucking Zi Yin’s shriveled body tightly, with no intention of letting it out.
Both of them were intoxicated by the aftertaste of the orgasm, Zi Yin kissed Hong Le’s cherry lips and said: “Hong Le sister, when you grow up, my brother will definitely take you as his wife.” Red music said: “brother, I’m so happy, also happy yo!” Zi Yin smelled the faint fragrance of Hong Le’s hair, and hugged Hong Le tightly.
Inside the Heaven of Dao, several figures stood in silence, recalling what they all thought of: the glorious history of the Heavenly Condemned Wu Jianguan, the Master of the Heaven of Dao in his generation. Jing Liu Jun buried Wu Jian Guan next to Yayi’s grave, so that these two masters and disciples, who were not destined to be together, could renew their love in the next life…
After a long time, Xiao Meng broke the silence and said, “Senior, who is the murderer who killed master?” Jing Liu said, “I’ll handle this matter, you just have to follow the instructions given by Heaven’s Wrath during his lifetime.” Little Dream said, “But I…”
Jing Liu said: “No need to say it again!” Xiaomeng said sadly: “Yes, senior.” Jing Liu said: “What you have to do now is to find out the 12 Divine Weapons of Earthly Martial Arts, and fight against the Ten Devilish Heavenly Constellations.” Xiaomeng asked: “Twelve Earthly Martial Artifacts? The Devil’s Ten Constellations?” Jing Liu Jun said, “The Twelve Divine Weapons of Earthly Martial Arts are twelve weapons that are distributed on twelve people. These twelve people are the world’s most extraordinary experts, and each of them possesses amazing martial arts skills. The Devil Heaven Ten Constellations, on the other hand, were the subordinates of the Immortal Devil God Hundred Lives Grant, each possessing strength far beyond that of a first-class expert. Now that the Dao Heaven has been destroyed, two of the ten lodges should have broken through the seal and are ready to spill their blood on earth, releasing the remaining eight lodges and the Immortal Demon God.”
Xiaomeng asked: “Then how do I find the Twelve Earthly Martial Arts?” Jing Liu Jun said, “The Five Dusty Heavens and the Wu Clan you can go and try.” Xiao Meng nodded. Jing Liu said: “There will inevitably be twists and turns along the way. Let’s do it this way, I’ll send Jian Lang to accompany you, so that he doesn’t have to look for someone to fight with all day long.” The short-haired boy said, “But… I have to follow a woman…” Jing Liu said, “That’s an order!” Kenshiro had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
Before he left, the white royal clothes gave Kenshiro a pouch, saying, “If one day you hear of your Master’s death, open the pouch and do what is written on it.” Kenshiro was shocked: “Master…” Jinglu smiled: “It’s just an eventuality, don’t worry.” At that moment, Little Dream asked, “Senior, may I dare to ask you a question?” Jing Liu said: “Go ahead.” Little Dream said: “Did senior ever have a daughter?” Xiao Meng’s eyes were filled with anticipation. But Jing Liu Jun’s answer was: “The sky is getting dark, let’s leave early.” After saying that, his body swirled and turned into auspicious light and left the Dao Heaven.
“Elder…” hissed Dream, while crystal tears came out of her eyes, and in a sobbing voice, Dream said, “Why… why don’t you recognize that you are my father?” Dream sobbed uncontrollably.
Kenshiro stepped forward and said, “Perhaps… Master really has something to hide.” Dream sobbed, “How do you… how do you know about the relationship between me and senior?” Kenshiro said, “In his room, there was a portrait of his master, and he used to look at it obliviously. One time when I was cleaning, I glanced at the picture and saw that although the girl in the picture was young, she looked very much like you. So…”
Jian Lang pulled up Xiao Meng, wiped her tears, said: “Do not be discouraged, when the mission is completed, we together turn back to Ru Tian, I believe that the master will recognize it.” Xiao Meng slightly nodded: “En.” Jian Lang: “Let’s go!” Xiao Meng said: “Where to?” Kenshiro said: “Now first go to the place where I was born – East Dust Heaven, perhaps there is someone we are looking for there.” Xiao Meng said: “Okay.”
The colorful sunset in the sky is gradually yellowing, and the sun is slowly falling in the west, the earth is silent. Xiaomeng accompanied Kenshiro Yukiha, and together they set out on an unknown path. A new environment – the Eastern Dust Sky.
Exciting… Will Dream and Kenshiro be able to find the Twelve Divine Weapons of Earthly Wonders and deal with the Ten Devilish Souls as they had hoped? Who are the legendary Twelve Earth Warriors? And what kind of powerful characters were the Devil’s Ten Constellations? What kind of impact will the legendary immortal god “Hundred Lives” have on the future of martial arts?
At the same time… two evil figures gradually approached Buddha Sky.
Stimulation… The twin lodges of the Devil’s Heaven began to move, aiming at none other than the Lord of the Buddha’s Heaven, the book maker, Thousand Characters.
Tension… The Mysterious Battle of the Ascendants. Will the mysterious Shuangjuk be able to break the seal of the Buddha Sky as he wishes? To find out, stay tuned to the suspenseful and tense second installment – The Wind and the Cloud Laughing at Heaven.