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The Battle of Bolan Lake, Chapter 1 (1) of the Windy Escape H Version
She was already wet down there. Although I felt her so tight and tight there, I could still make pistoning movements. She had a strange expression on her face, her eyes were gently closed, her lips were slightly moving as if she wanted to speak but was speechless, only panting slightly with my movements. Her hands grasped tightly at my hands that were fondling her breasts. Slightly harder, as if trying to pull my hands away, with an occasional twitch-like cold shiver.
My hand was shaking slightly as I carried the knife, bright red blood dripping down my hand onto the blade. There were already several nicks in the blade, the result of interlocking with someone else’s knife. The knife was also dull, the sharp edge that had been sharpened last night had been worn away again by someone’s bones. I listened quietly to the plop, plop, plop of my own blood as it dripped to the ground, and tried to keep my body as still as possible. The people around me began to close in on me, their circle getting smaller and smaller, and I could already hear their low curses and groans of pain; I could see the glittering swords in their hands.
Every time my hips moved downward, she pushed her lower body upward to meet my every impact, grinding her pubic bone against me, our lower body hair rustling, the shiny liquid being spread very evenly over those black curly pubic hairs, and I arched my upper body up to kiss her on the lips. She wasn’t very tall, so if I stretched my upper body, then my lips would be above her forehead.
A feeling of extreme exhaustion came over me, wanting so badly to just lay down on the ground and leave everything behind.
I knew that this was the result of excessive blood loss and lack of oxygen to the brain. I opened the status display, the thin column representing my life was so short that I couldn’t see it anymore, and underneath it was pathetically written ｛HP: 7/450｝; the thin column representing my superpowers was no longer visible at all, and all that was left was the words ｛MP: 0/600｝. I smiled to myself and turned off the status display.
I didn’t care about any of these scary stats anymore because I was about to upgrade. As soon as I get another 130 experience points, I’ll be able to regain my vitality and superpowers in a split second, and all the values such as attack power, defense power, and agility level will be increased.
In the extreme survival training I have experienced in the past, what I have learned most deeply is that in such moments you can never let your body dominate your will, once your will yields to the flesh, once you fall down, you will never be able to get up again. If you can’t concentrate your will because your body is too badly damaged, think back to the things you remember most vividly in your mind and relive the most pleasant things in your memory, and your spirit will get a fulcrum to support your body to release the energy that human beings have stored in their bodies, and to maintain their physical survival.
My lips touched her, her lips were slightly dry, so I stuck out my tongue and licked her, then I rubbed my lips against her gently, she opened her mouth slightly, I knew she wanted me to kiss her fervently, but I didn’t, I preferred to take my time, gently, and step by step to bring pleasure and joy to her.
I looked around, these people surrounding me are not at a low level, killing one of them will give me at least 50 points of experience, if I don’t finish off three of them as soon as possible, just bleeding out will lead to GEMEOVER.The nearest people are only seven or eight meters away from me, the curses and moans have all disappeared, and countless pairs of glittering eyes are staring at me intently, observing every single one of my movements, looking for even a very tiny break in my game. was a very tiny crack.
I carried my sword like a constant stone elephant, my body not shaking a bit. However, the blood pouring out from several deeper wounds revealed my serious injuries. A smug excitement and beastly brutality began to appear in their eyes. My body was standing on the strength of my mind, and my mind was concentrating on remembering the first time I made love to her…
The only sound around me besides the rustling of wind-blown leaves was the sound of their pressed gasps. Some of the people on the periphery have stopped moving and are guarding in different directions to prevent me from escaping. These high-level killers are really smarter than those minions who only swarm around and slash and kill, as if they can’t take advantage of the chaos to escape. From the looks of it, they want to finish me off completely tonight.
Her tongue reached out of its own accord, touching my lips passionately, and I closed my mouth, feeling her tongue with my lips as my bottom continued to move, the tightness of my virginity making my bottom itch unbearably, and only by speeding up the frequency of my thrusts was I able to relieve myself of the itch a little. It looked worse for her than for me, her thin little waist twisting around like a snake, and I felt her tongue add some strength trying to get between my lips.
I jerked to the side, dodging a silent and sudden slash, and fell to the side in one smooth motion. As my left shoulder rested against the ground, I stomped hard on a killer’s calf with my right foot. When his body lost balance and fell towards me, the long knife in my right hand swept across his throat like the wind. Then I quickly lifted his corpse to meet the immediately following sword, and then utilized the force of the sword’s recoil to roll behind a tree, holding onto the trunk of the tree to stand up, adjusting my posture, and preparing myself for the next round of attacks.
Checking my status again, I only have 4 points of life force left, I can’t use my sword to block the enemy’s blade anymore, doing so will cause my blood to burst and die. You know, defense also consumes life force. The situation is very bad, a chill surges through my heart, am I going to die here?
I opened my mouth and let her tongue into my mouth, then I sucked on that elf-like tongue like a baby on milk, and after some entanglement of the two tongues, I pushed her tongue back into her little mouth, while my bottom thrust forward hard with my tongue. She was trembling all over, some blood-colored red spots looming on her two beautiful breasts, her hands gripping me hard, and a quivering started in her cunt, and my hips tightened up, and I twitched a little in the key area, thrusting back and forth frantically, each time plunging deep as deep as I could go.
Little by little, the pleasure accumulated to the peak, like a flame suddenly rose up, I couldn’t help but moan and spurted out a thick slurry like a volcano erupting. It was as if she had gone mad, the strength in her hands was so great that her nails had embedded themselves in my body, causing me to feel pain in my body even in the midst of my orgasm, but I knew that it was 100 times lighter than the pain she had felt when I had first entered her body.
The reliving of the orgasm in my mind inspired a harsh murderous aura that permeated my surroundings. I opened my eyes and the killers were looking at me in fear, probably they had never seen someone so badly wounded but with such a murderous aura.
I continued to kiss her, looking down at her luscious naked body from time to time, she didn’t say a word, staring at me with wide, beautiful eyes, and she had teardrops in the corners of her eyes. What was she thinking? Was she thinking that we were together in the East China Sea watching the sunrise and sunset? Thinking of us together in the Tianshan Mountains to see the snow lotus? Is she thinking about the bonfire we’ll make on the Tibetan side of the river? Thinking of us whispering in front of flowers and drinking under the moon?
In the face of the still gushing blood, in the face of the layers of killers surrounded, I did not have the slightest panic, still thinking of her, thinking of her will make me have a kind of sweet happiness, in this current situation, I need her to bring me this kind of happiness. I think of her big eyes, think of her curved moon like eyebrows, think of her playful nose, think of her initiative to reach out to the tongue.
Suddenly, I smiled as I remembered her family’s Kazama Ryu Women’s Bodyguard, an ancient martial art of dance-like beauty that used almost no physical energy and did not make any direct attacks on the enemy.
With a long whine, I threw my heavy long knife to the ground with a loud thud. In the moment when the killers were stunned, I slid to them like a swimming fish. A strange smile hung at the corner of my mouth, my feet stepped on a strange footwork that seemed to have evolved from some ancient divination technique, and my mind was filled with only the beautiful posture of her when she demonstrated this ancient martial art to me. All the weapons that came at me were narrowly avoided and changed direction by my well-timed touch.
I was like the willow flakes in the wind and the swimming fish in the water, floating and dancing freely, with the sound of the breaking wind of swords and the screams of the killers who were mistakenly injured by their companions ringing in my ears everywhere Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and I couldn’t see anything else except a white light. I felt my body slowly rising and then suspended in the not-so-high air, and a beautiful, peaceful, natural, and cozy feeling that could not be described in words filled my limbs and bones. I relaxed every muscle in my body that I could and levitated languidly.
There was a joyful music faintly coming from the sky, then it became melodious, but without losing its otherworldly gravity, like a hymn in a church, the sound wasn’t loud, but it filled every tiny space. The dazzling white light gradually turned into seven colors, and finally became a colorful halo, suspended around me. Countless flower petals fluttered in the air, emitting a rich fragrance.
The wounds on my body rapidly healed, and my smooth skin did not show the slightest trace of having been injured at all. The blood stains on my face also disappeared, and in my clear eyes there was a hint of loneliness that the world was drunk. My disheveled hair became neat and clean, flowing in waves without wind. The worn out clothes were brand new, light blue streams of light flowed back and forth on my body surface, strange superpowers stirred around in my body, and a god-like aura permeated around me, I had upgraded.
I casually picked up one of the swords on the ground, and the energy suddenly surged up to the sword like a tidal wave, agitating with some unknown particles in the air, emitting a golden glow visible to the naked eye and some tiny sounds.
The killers were all stunned, they had never seen anything like this in their lives, had they? I looked at them with a smile. These people’s lives would soon be over. Checking my status, I’m at 650/650. Okay, I’m going to use a mass killing technique – Jagged Lightning Swarm.
Crazy Rose: “Between the Winds Getaway” was originally written by me on the spur of the moment last month, and I’ve already written two chapters, with the first chapter totaling three sections, and the second chapter totaling seven sections. Last night, after browsing the Yuan Yuan website, on a whim, I rewrote the first section into an H version, if any of you like to read it, please respond and I will continue to write it.
Ps∶The first time I posted in Yuan Yuan, I don’t know how to layout, please forgive me if the layout is not good, I’m a newbie.
Letter dated 29 August 2000 from the Chargé d’affaires a.i. of the Permanent Mission of the Democratic Republic of the Congo
The Windy Hollow Getaway Chapter 1 (2) The Windy Hollow White Feathered Arrow
I looked around me, muttering the incantation of the Jie Ao Lightning Swarm. Suddenly, I interrupted the incantation, for I saw a killer’s exquisite waist and voluptuous breasts, and I could tell that it was a woman even with the black scarf and the black cloth wrapped around her head.
My hand that was not holding the sword moved slightly, my middle finger was tilted downwards, and I silently recited the mantra in my mind, driving the wind spirit to roll up that beautiful intimidating body and send it to my front. The electric light of the long sword flashed, all the clothes on her body including the black scarf on her head became fragments and slowly floated down, as if black flower petals withered in the wind, and where the petals flew, a pair of beautiful eyes that were wide-open due to terror appeared in front of my eyes.
I took a good look at her face, comparing it secretly to the girl in my mind. Although she still couldn’t compare to the girl I had just been thinking about, she appeared very pretty, if you only looked at her face, you would never imagine that she was a high-level assassin who took people’s names in a flash, she still looked like an older child of seventeen or eight years old, with her childishness still intact. Her long black hair was lightly held by the wind spirit, flying behind her, and her breasts, which had just ripened, stood tall and proud, with the bright red cherries at the top seeming to shine with a jewel-like luster. Her small round face, white with fear, was tear-stained, her brow was slightly furrowed, her nose was flickering with her breath because of her nervousness, and her rosy, small lips were tightly closed, so the urge to kiss her appeared in my heart.
“O Spirit of the Earth! Follow the will of the gods and imprison the life around them!” As the last syllable of the incantation faded, all the slayers around me froze like statues, and I hate having my lovemaking disturbed.
“What is your name?” I asked the young girl in front of me. Though it looked like she was scared, her lips were still tightly closed and she didn’t seem to want to make any noise to me.
“Hohohoho…” I laughed, a string of simple syllables coming out of my mouth.
The young girl was facing me, so naturally she could see me diagonally behind her. Her face was twisting, she tried to close her eyes, but couldn t as her body was similarly stiff, but it didn t affect her sense organs. Of course I knew what was happening behind me. The stomach of one of the killers suddenly split open, with all sorts of organs flowing red and green all over the place, then snapping on the ground, bursting apart as if it had been stomped…
“What’s your name?” I asked again. She frowned tightly, tears streaming down her face, but still clenched her teeth and wouldn’t answer my question, clearly ready to take a non-cooperative stance. What a stubborn little girl! Giving up on the idea of asking her name, I caused the Wind Elf to levitate her in front of me in a gynecological examination position so that my head was sandwiched between her legs.
A fascinating sight instantly made my heart beat faster and my face blush, it was really so beautiful! Although I have seen many women’s secret gardens, and there are quite a few virgins, but like such a beautiful pussy is really the first time to see, her labia minora is particularly light in color, in addition to the color of the skin and the blood of the magnificent red, there is no brown at all. The sparse clumps of pubic hair not only did not cover any beautiful sight, but added a little more mystery. This one was probably a virgin as well, the two lips were tightly closed and nothing could be seen between them.
I released the earth elf from her confinement, and she was able to make some tiny movements, as the wind elf could only control the posture of the human body in general, and could not confine a human being with a rock-like stillness like the earth. It was probably the first time she had been placed in such an embarrassing position, exposing the unique and beautiful parts of a girl’s body to a man who was also her rival, her enemy. Her body was struggling and writhing restlessly, adding to the dynamic beauty.
I gently kissed the budding flower and used my tongue to try and separate the petals, a slightly acidic taste of a teenage girl’s secret parts brought a very pleasurable sensation to my mind. Her body was already reacting, and shiny mucus was beginning to form on the lower part of her labia minora. I was about to give her the orgasm of her life with my mouth when I felt something in my heart, a sense of crisis wobbling around, very hard to bear, as if there was a pair of unseen eyes around me watching me angrily.
I shook my head to calm myself down, looking at her who was as delicate as a flower, I decided not to insult her before she died, it was time to end this hunt and counter-hunt battle in Pollan Lake. The Wind Elf released her from the humiliating position as I had intended, and she looked at me with some confusion.
It was extremely quiet, except for the snapping sound of the sword in my hand, there was no sound at all. Once the tip of my sword is above my head, a portion of the immensely powerful destructive force of nature will be triggered by me, and swarms of lightning will ravage the land around me, turning the bodies of these killers into ashes in the light of the electricity.
My eyes are cold and merciless, in this world, there is killing everywhere, my mission is to make this chaotic world peaceful. All players became heroes only after decapitating countless enemies. To these NPCs for me to behead in order to increase my experience value, I never had a single ounce of pity.
The tip of the sword was already high above my head, and my body shuddered slightly, but there was none of the lightning that I expected to see.
The glow of the sword also disappeared at some point, and the feeling of fatigue reappeared, so tired!
What the hell is going on here? I opened the status display and oh my god!!! Vitality: 0/520}, Superpower: 0/650}, Attack: 0/60}, Defense: 0/52}, Agility: 0/55}…
Could it be a process gone wrong? Or is the system administrator here? No, the eggplant told me that unless there was a force that could destroy this world, he wouldn’t use the administrator’s identity as the “Great God of Heaven” to come in here, because this world was designed by him specifically for me alone, and it’s a private secondary world.
I froze, to be able to make all my attributes inexplicably drop to zero in a split second was something no one other than Eggplant could do. He is the main designer of this game, as well as the administrator of this game server that I am currently using, and is my sworn friend that I have played with since childhood. I neither intend to be governed by all levels of sorcerers, big and small, nor to be a sorcerer with a lot of responsibilities, so Eggplant gave me a special position – Easy God, except for the Great Sky God (Eggplant) who opens up the sky and the earth No one can alter my data, but now, but…
I bit my lip gently, the slight pain caused me to slowly calm down, I looked around, the Slayers had not yet recovered from the shock brought to them by the strange phenomenon I had just upgraded, the Earth Spirit had long since become unsummonable, and they had been freed from their confinement, but they were all still staring at me with fear and disorientation.
There was no other way out, and I dragged my sword, slowly, step by step, to meet them. Any one of them could strike me down right now, I just hoped that the empty city plan would work.
I was getting closer and closer to them, and I couldn’t use the Kazama School’s Body Protecting Technique anymore, as my agility level had inexplicably become zero.
I took one step forward, they took one step back; I took another step forward, they took another step back, and a gap gradually appeared in the ring-shaped encirclement. I walked step by step through the gap, carrying my sword in an unhurried manner, seemingly at ease but actually nervous. Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters… I was almost out of the killers’ circle. My clothes were wet with cold sweat, my heart was beating hard, and I felt as nervous as a gambler pulling the trigger of a pistol held to his temple in a fight for his life.
My gaze was so cold and arrogant that the killers couldn’t meet my eyes, and my tired body implied imperial majesty.
Suddenly, just now that strange feeling inexplicably surged to the heart again, this feeling heavy, tight, let me feel cold heart, just like suddenly heard a sharp, ear-piercing noise, creepy. I felt as if I were a small child, alone and confused, looking at the strange people around me, a kind of heavy sadness of not being able to find loved ones, not being able to rely on, abruptly shook in my heart for a moment, and then disappeared again. I began to be afraid, for it was my naturally keen power of premonition signaling me that a crisis was coming.
I came back to my senses, and found that I had already walked out of the circle of killers, and was getting farther and farther away from them, I desperately suppressed the thought that I wanted to pull out my legs and run for my life, and still took unhurried steps with impunity. I know, with my own calm, cool, bold and witty good mental quality successfully out of the encirclement, should be no danger, just, just now that strange feeling in the end omen what it?
One step, one step, another step… Just as I was secretly glad that I had managed to get out of danger, a voice rang out from the group of killers far behind me, cutting through the tension-filled sky!
“He’s gone off the deep end, don’t miss your chance!”
Before the voice fell, there was a sharp chill in the back of my heart as the arrowhead of a feathered arrow penetrated through my left front chest. I turned back around woodenly, my mind in a mess, the voice I was too familiar to be familiar with.
“I love you to death. Do you? Do you love me?” When we were in love, this voice asked me this way; “It’s cold in early spring, put this dress on too.” In normal life, this voice cared for me like this; “Lake Bolan is full of experts, the killers are waiting for you there, it’s better not to go.” Before I set out this time, this voice had reminded me like this; “You’re injured, don’t move, I’ll feed you water.” When I was injured, this voice took care of me like this and this; “Even if all the people in the world say that you are a bad guy, I won’t believe it. If they say you are a hero, I will be a hero’s wife; if they say you are a villain, I will be a villain’s wife!” This voice trusted me in this way when I was unjustly wronged.
I don’t know how long I had been standing there, but I stumbled, finally lost my balance, and landed on my back with a thud and a splash of yellow soil.
Crazy Rose: This section is only 30% erotica, and the main character doesn’t actually have sex with the teenage killer, so is that a bit disappointing? Rose seems to be a traditional person, so there should not be a lot of promiscuity and SM scenes, so the taste of “Windy Escape” is a bit light, I hope it won’t be deleted by the bitchy moderators, if the moderators have a hard time with it, Rose will increase the percentage of eroticism in the third section to 50% or higher, please give us your opinion, thank you in advance.
August 31, 2000
Windswept Escape H Chapter 1 (3) The Great Celestial Mantra
My eyes widened and I stared straight up at the sky as dark clouds began to appear in the otherwise blue sky. I couldn’t believe my ears, I couldn’t believe it. With my last ounce of strength, I pulled out the first arrow that was shot at me. It was a small, slender, but hard white-feathered arrow that I knew very well, and on the shaft of the arrow was the word “Kazama”, which I had carved with my own hands.
“Just now, that Dokuroku Nine Swords’ arrow breaking style really contains the power of shocking the world and crying the ghosts and gods, even if there were a hundred more birds, they would have been saved by the girl peacefully. Is your name Wind? May I ask your name?” She opened her mouth to answer, but then closed her voice, her eyes flowing, very cute.
I looked her straight in the eyes, and her face immediately turned scarlet, and she said in a very small voice, “My last name is not Kazuki, my last name is Kazama, and my first name, well – I won’t tell you! My friends call me Kazama.” After saying that, she quietly looked at me, hurriedly turned her eyes back to her own toes. With her head bowed, she asked me, “Who are you? What’s your name? Where are you from? Where are you going?”
I looked at her face and smiled: “I asked you your name and you didn’t tell me, but you asked me so many questions, can I not tell you too? Oh~~”
She looked up and locked eyes with me for a moment before suddenly jumping up and pointing her nose at me and yelling, “No way!
It can’t! I can keep it from you, but you can’t keep it from me!!!” She finally stopped trying so hard to act like a lady and reverted back to the innocent, vivacious cuteness she was when I first saw her.
I laughed and said, “My second name is Easy, but my first name…” I followed her example and stretched my voice, “I won’t tell you! Hahahahaha, everyone who knows me calls me Easy.”
I think back to when we first met. I thought then that she was the daughter of the great warrior, Wind Lightning, because she knew how to use the Nine Swords of Dokuroku.
My body convulsed from time to time, and some of the concealed weapons that had been shot at me simmered with nerve-damaging poisons. I coughed a few times as I choked on my own blood. My mind was still functioning, I still had some time to spend remembering my time with her…
“Marry me!” I said with a sly grin.
“No! Prefer not to! I said I don’t want roses! Tacky! It’s vulgar! I’ll marry no one but you!!!”
She tossed a rose I handed her in my left hand up into the air, pouted, and stopped looking at me.
“This will do, right?” My right hand hidden behind my back magically handed over a branch of snow lotus, the leaves still green and the flower still bright and colorful, the result of the highest level of lightness I could use, the Light Spirit Royal Wind Technique. Overnight, I traveled 3,700 miles and finally made it back from the Great Snow Mountain before dawn.
Instead of taking the snowdrops and kissing me excitedly on the lips as I had expected, she suddenly burst into tears. She wailed, “I don’t want the rose because I hinted to you yesterday to pick the nameless flower in the meadow over there for me, and you… surprisingly, you… you… you are so stupid!” She fell into my arms, wiping her tears and snot with my clothes, and whispered, “This snowdrop is so beautiful, I couldn’t ask for anything more!”
Her hand pressed against my chest, her hair cascading over my cheek in a gush of hairy scent. I hugged her hard and tight, rubbing her long, dark, beautiful hair with my other hand without a word. The feeling of embracing beauty in my arms was truly wonderful, her plump breasts pressed right into me, soft, like cotton candy.
My hand reached up through the hem of her dress and surreptitiously undid her small, snug garment. She was still immersed in the touch I had given her and didn’t react to my little gesture. So with both hands I suddenly grabbed those tender breasts and started rubbing them. Her body shuddered violently, huh! Finally a reaction.
I let her young breasts on the red cherries from my index finger and middle finger root gap exposed, and then gently with two fingers root clamped them, from time to time to pull outward a pull, they began to harden, proudly stood up on the hilltop. I slightly harder clip a little, she mouth pouted: “hate, itchy dead!” But the hand but I wrapped more tightly, two hands also in my body stroked, and at the same time to set their own legs over the hooks on my waist, the two chest rubbing chest, meat to meat, a moment of boundless spring color swirling around us.
My penis was already as hard as a rock underneath me, bouncing between her legs, making her face turn redder and redder, and she looked at me with a pair of pretty eyes, giggling, and whispering, “Yao Yao…”
I gently touched her breasts with my hands and asked with a smile, “What do you want to say, baby? Are you trying to say, Yao Yao, come on and I…” Before I could finish my sentence, she kicked me with her legs, which made me swallow the last part of my sentence.
Her face flushed and she held me firmly in both arms, twisting slightly at the waist and rubbing her bottom against my bulge, I couldn’t take it any longer and quickly pulled off her pants before reaching down to feel her key areas.
As soon as I touched it, I only felt that it was tender and slippery, and wet, and those two lips were lightly pinched with my fingers as she trembled slightly. What a slippery place! Her waves of water flowed a lot, stained my hand, so I changed the position and sat up, spread her legs to look at, smiling and asked: “Why is there so much water here ah? Strange!”
She ate and laughed and kicked me again, “I don’t care about you!”
Looked at her seemingly angry actually happy playful appearance, where I still can not hold back, take off his pants, the hard like a stone like penis release. She saw my penis, all outstretched hand to touch, the slender jade fingers like flowers gripped my top gently twisted, a kind of electric feeling suddenly drilled into the heart, and then she clutched it, up and down sets, and the other hand to touch my little balls. This is her a get, dick more hard as steel, sudden up and down jump, my body blood also with the dick jump and sudden boiling.
“Do you want my little brother to kiss your little sister?” I loved to see her shy look so I always made teasing remarks, she was shy and silent but her eyes sparkled and I knew her mind was crying out for me, for me to give her wild pleasures.
I lifted her left thigh up and placed it over my right shoulder so that her right hand was gripping her own breast and her left hand was hugging her left thigh, and then I saw the target and “popped” my furious cock in.
“AH… um…” Despite the fact that the stimulation was very strong for her, she only let out two suppressed whimpers. Her eyes were slightly closed, not daring to look at me, her face scarlet, her whole expression hazy. I started thrusting, and after a few strokes, her lewdness flowed even more.
“Gurgling, gurgling”… The erotic sound of water being rubbed against water resonated in a regular pattern at the point of intercourse. “Mmm… mmm… no… oh… oh… oh… ah… oooh…” Her vagina was tightly wrapped around my dick, making my whole body tingle with pleasure!
I held her left ass so that she was slightly on her side, then moved myself down and started thrusting in nine shallow strokes. Every time I pulled out of my dick, I brought out some of her body’s lewd water. The joint of two people’s body is bright and shiny, like a sparkling jewelry.
“Like it? My favorite, most loving, most affectionate, most beautiful, most gentle, most quiet baby it is the ultimate goal of my life to bring you pleasure. I go deep, deep, deep, I go shallow, I go deeper, deeper…” As I spoke, my dick moved back and forth deeply and shallowly.
She used her hand to block my mouth, and then said: “Hate dead, know that people are shy, but every time to say those what deep shallow words. Do not play with you.” Said the left leg from my shoulders down, my dick then slipped out of her body, immediately felt unbearable, that kind of halfway interruption of the feeling must be everyone can know how sad.
Well, she couldn’t stand the feeling of my dick not being inside her either, and turned her body upright before straddling my left shoulder with her right foot, guiding my dick into her secret place once again, and then began to enjoy it by caressing the peaks of her breasts with both hands.
I picked up her legs, increased my speed and started poking her baby at a frequency of 3Hz. “Mmm… mmm… no… oh… oh… oh… ah… oooh…” She still had the same syllables, so it seemed like I should teach her how to scream.
“Buzz! Buzhi!” Han Ling was drenched in fragrant sweat, and seven-veined, but kept on whirling and twisting her lower body, making my excitement feeling accumulate more and more, not long after, I felt my own dick, there was a special sensation, hot and numb, and her two pussy lips clamped tightly, as if her cunt suddenly became tight, that feeling made me have a kind of readiness to give vent to my feelings, and it seemed like I was going to shoot out.
It was as if she was at her peak, her thighs flexing, her waist, the muscles at the base of her legs bouncing, and her bottom clenched like a twisted towel as her dick began to twist and turn, a stream of warm liquid rushing over the head of her dick.
I couldn’t hold back any longer, my hips tightened, several muscles twitched and then, “mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble”, and my muscles were convulsing in my lower body. It took me about two dozen times before I stopped, and then I let my dick soak in the tenderness and began to rest.
The aftermath of my orgasm was all around me, and I was lying happily next to her…
Slowly, my body no longer twitching, quietly stick to the blood-soaked ground, just like the next piece of stone without any breath of life. But my heart is still surging, my mind is still running, a time, bits and pieces of the past, all in front of the eyes hovering.
In a trance, I saw again the large, pulsating eyes, the curved moonlike eyebrows, the playful nose, the rosy lips. No, this was not a hallucination before my death, it was her, it was really her, she came to me, holding the black scarf for the face in her hand, kneeling by my side, gazing at me.
“Why?!!!” I shouted those three words as hard as I could, blood with foam spurting boisterously out of my mouth with my words, the puff of red mist in front of me like a demonic fountain. I pricked up my ears and waited for her answer.
She was looking at me with a hazy gaze, and two lines of tears trickled down from her eyes, dripping onto my body and dissolving with my blood.
She slowly opened her mouth as if she were talking to herself: “Although I love you, I must protect those countless living beings.”
Is that why she killed me? I can’t understand it. Love me? Loved me! “Hahahahahahaha…” I laughed wildly as blood spilled from all my wounds and my whole body became like a water bag with many holes in it.
My laughter was laced with blood, with so much disappointment, disbelief, anger and sadness that it gradually failed.
My lungs no longer listen to me, I breathe out one breath at a time instead of breathing in new gas, my eyes are blinded by the lack of oxygen, my brain is starting to cloud up, the pain is leaving me, and her voice is getting thinner and thinner in my ears.
“I originally thought that you would die in the siege of the killers in this battle at Lake Bolan, but I didn’t expect that you actually remembered the Kazama Protector Dance that I only danced for you once, and that you ended up obtaining supreme godly power that allowed your injuries to heal completely and your fighting power to be strengthened instantly. I had to use the Great Heavenly God Mantra from your world to seal your martial arts so that they could kill you in one blow, but you actually walked out of the assassins’ siege with the aura of not-nu.
Alas ~~~ I, I had to shoot that White Feathered Arrow between the Winds in a moment of helplessness. I didn’t want to do it myself, but you are the person I love most in my life, and I don’t want to see you turn into a killer into…”
I could no longer hear the words that followed, for I was dead, and the system menu appeared in front of me amidst the blood red.
I chose “Exit Game”, I needed to be quiet, I was in turmoil, why did she kill me? I still don’t understand.
Is the Daitenjin Mantra that she said would seal my martial arts skills the mantra of the Daitenjin, the administrator of the eggplant?
Confused, I opened the public channel and asked about the modification of my data just now. There was a good friend of mine and Eggplant’s, the sorcerer Lush Culmination (Note: Lush Culmination refers to radishes in ancient times), who said that she only had the power to inspect and manage the primary worlds that allowed multiple people to enter, and the secondary worlds that belonged to herself, and that my world refused her log-in requests. Requests. None of the eight wizards of the Wizards’ Guild can enter a secondary world that is not their own. Now that the Great Celestial God Eggplant wasn’t online, the trouble in the secondary world could only be solved by the corresponding administrators themselves.
I’m starting to regret not managing my world properly, since it was created, I haven’t issued any management commands with the Prowler God, I’ve just thought of myself as a participant in that world rather than really thinking of myself as the manager of that world.
I helplessly turned off the machine and dialed Eggplant’s phone, and Eggplant’s watermelon rind-like voice immediately came through: “I’m fishing in the mountains with Cucumber, you’re hearing a recorded message, please don’t Call me, my Call machine is broken. If there is something wrong, please leave a message.”
It must have been his girlfriend again who wouldn’t let him look at the Caller, because one time we Called the eggplant away from her and in front of the computer.
I hung up the phone fiercely, leaned back painfully in my chair and began to contemplate… Kazama Prosperity H Version Chapter 2 (1) First Meeting
The first chapter of Getting Away Between the Winds was written in first person with the male protagonist as the main character, and the second chapter is still in first person, but with a female protagonist. Rose knows that her writing is not good, but she always tries her best to write, and hopes to receive your encouragement and support.
Here, Crazy Rose would like to wish you all a Happy New Year, and a Happy New Year to all the readers, authors, and administrators of Yuanyuan. Okay, no need to take up space with nonsense, the main topic begins.
I lifted my head and looked up at the darkening sky, letting my tears flow freely. The low black clouds were getting thicker and thicker, blocking out the sun that was about to set. Gravel as big as grains of rice was carried by the gusty wind and swooped down, stopping inches from my body as if it had run into an obstacle, and then circling around my body and continuing that spirited dance in the wind.
Although his Jiejie Lightning Swarm was interrupted by me with the Great Heavenly Divine Incantation before it could be completed, it still resonated with nature to a certain extent, causing the originally cloudless sky to become covered in dark clouds. That’s right, he is a member of the Divine Race, and only the martial arts of the Divine Race have this kind of power to ride the heavens and the earth and overturn rain and clouds. When I initially met him, his distinctive laziness as if he knew all the secrets of the world’s dashing look instantly attracted me, and then what really convinced me was that divine race’s martial arts. How to say, that kind of martial arts is both simple and mysterious, sometimes let a person feel is no great beauty, sometimes let a person feel is unbearable blood.
It finally rained, but there was no lightning. Between this heaven and earth, the Great Heavenly Mantra is irresistible to humans, ghosts, and gods. I recalled the string of syllables I had just murmured under my breath, a secret from the divine realm.
The rain ran down his face, taking away the blood and mud. His expression was still so disappointed and agonized, and his body was embedded with all kinds of concealed weapons. If I didn’t make a move, not only would those assassins not be able to get their hands on him, but they would be turned into flying light dust by him in a flash.
I removed the concealed weapons from his body one by one, slowly and delicately, for fear of hurting him. In fact, I also knew that he was already dead and no longer had any feelings, but I was unwilling to let him suffer even the slightest bit of harm again. The people of the God Race are different from us, they possess immortal souls for ten thousand lifetimes. Gods will never be completely killed by humans, because infinite reincarnation is the instinct of a god. Now at this time, my beloved him has probably been resurrected in a place no one knows about to start his new life. Perhaps I will never see him again in this lifetime, but our memories of each other will be clear with bits and pieces of our past.
I was not a very casual girl. Before him, there were many handsome young men in our Kazama clan who frequently expressed their love for me. Even those from outside the clan were often attracted to me, but I was never attracted to them. He was the only one who attracted me with his aura, convinced me with his kung fu, and won me with his tenderness. I can never forget his kisses, his caresses, his…
He was always so so gentle, so so gentle, remembering the time when our romance just started, he put his hand on my chest and caressed it lightly, that kind of affectionate look, looking at me always so heartwarming, the little things in my chest nervous straight heat. Even on my own, I rarely move them. The feeling of accidentally touching the tops of them in the shower is really indescribable. But I don’t indulge myself in touching them, I like to let my beloved man move them, like to bring that indescribable feeling to my beloved man.
He likes to touch them very much, even sometimes I am a little jealous of them, he seems to like them more than me, so sometimes I will refuse his caresses, he is never angry, always silently remove his hand, but still gazing at me with affection, so I have some blame and apologize, some intolerance, and then grabbed his hand, and put it on my chest. Looking at his happy appearance, my heart is also full of happiness, if my body can bring him pleasure and happiness, how would I be stingy, how would I be stingy to my beloved man!
When he entered my body for the first time, I didn’t feel any pleasure at all, but only the pain of unbearable pain and hot pain, my tears flowed out. This abominable guy is muttering to himself: “Why did not feel the hymen obstruction? It went in at once.” I was furious, raised his foot to kick him off me, but fortunately his second sentence quickly: “Is it painful? I won’t move. Why don’t I pull it out?”
Even though he knew he was just talking and would never really pull it out, he was touched by his words.
Women are sometimes willing to give everything for a heartfelt word, so I gave up on the idea of kicking him down, forced myself to endure the pain, frowned and gave him a smile, catered my lower body towards him a little and whispered to him, “No, don’t, I want you to find pleasure in me!”
His movements were much gentler, is it true that men are sometimes touched by a woman’s words? He looked at me lovingly, gently put his lips on my mouth, quietly said: “I love you!” When he said these three words, his lips moved slightly and rubbed against my red lips, and I was so moved that I seemed to forget the pain in my lower body and took the initiative to put my tongue into his mouth, entangling it with his tongue, teasing it… Seeing that I was no longer so uncomfortable, he moved to rub himself against me, and even though I was no longer in pain, I could not feel any joy, and let him flick his hand over my body. It felt like something thick and long was stirring in my stomach, and this was really the first time in my life that I had ever tasted it.
It looks like he is very comfortable, squirming there, like a big green worm crawling, “giggle” I can not help but laugh because of this analogy. This time can not be a big deal, actually feel itchy all over the body, if I had known that I must hold back the laughter, and now there is that kind of indescribable feeling in the chest. This damn guy actually did not forget to use his hand to tease the small red cherries on my chest, the following also some numbness like itch, my body also began to unconsciously wriggle, in his eyes, perhaps I like a small green worm it!
The more I thought about it, the more I laughed, the more I laughed the more I itched, the more I itched the more I twisted my waist and body, and my legs wrapped around him and clamped hard. Probably he was stimulated by my tears with laughter more and more excited, the frequency of lower body movements are also more and more fast, I also more and more itchy, more and more difficult, but at this time the difficult and he just inserted my time is completely different, I can not say clearly, I only know that the blood all over the body there is a kind of strange sensation, the lower body strange, out of a lot of water.
Every now and then he went to look at the part where the two of us were joined, I didn’t dare to look, but I could feel that it was hot and moist, and he brought a lot of liquid out of me during his thrusts. I couldn’t stand this feeling any longer, it was like ants crawling on the tip of my heart, more and more ants, more and more… Finally, I found something that I realized for the first time in my life, my legs spasmed a little, my arms held him tight, my body tensed up, and a hot current erupted from my bloodstream and flowed down my body to the tip of his body, wherever it flowed, my muscles were jumping and trembling, and every time it trembled it brought me a relief that I had never felt before. Unprecedented comfort, I seem to forget everything in the world, wholeheartedly in the experience, in the sense.
It was as if he was in the same state I was in now, and I couldn’t tell whether it was him expanding with each jump or me contracting with each tightening, whether it was my bodily fluids encircling him or his bodily fluids pounding into me, but in short, we felt supreme pleasure together, and together we felt the notion of being one, of being husband and wife in the same body.
He called himself the compound name Easy, but I had never heard of such a surname, I didn’t care about his surname, I didn’t care about his identity, I didn’t care that he wasn’t of the same race as me. I didn’t realize until now that I was wrong, that love between humans and gods will always end in tragedy, I guess, but even if I knew then that it was a tragedy, I would still devote myself to loving him once more.
Ahh! He was actually still holding my white-feathered arrow tightly in his hand! My heart instantly shrunk into a ball, hurting as if I had been violently stabbed by a needle. It was me who shot this white feathered arrow into his chest, it was me who killed him! My heart ached so badly that an invisible whip was lashing my soon-to-be-broken heart, each lash carrying blood and flesh from the depths of my mind splattering, my tears blurring into a blur in front of my eyes as I whimpered out.
I forcefully broke his stiff fingers and pulled out the arrow that was filled with his blood. On the shaft of the arrow, he carved the word “Kazama” with his own hands, which looked particularly enchanting in the crimson blood. I didn’t dare to look any further, I was about to faint, I closed my eyes and gently touched the familiar words with my hand, recalling his always bright smile in my heart.
“What makes me different from the others?” He asked me with a grin after one of the kisses. I froze for a moment, then snapped my foot at him, he ducked defensively.
“How do I know it’s any different? You’re the only one I’ve ever kissed!” I exclaimed anxiously, “I’ll go find ten or eight men to kiss and compare, and then I’ll tell you what the difference is, okay?!”
How could he ask that, what did he take me for? I was so aggravated that tears were welling up in my eye frames while he covered his stomach and laughed.
I didn’t dare to open my eyes, which would see his twisted face, his bruised body, and the blood on the white feathered arrows between the winds, I could only immerse myself in memories of the past, and I didn’t want to face all this in front of me again.
He was not handsome, nor did he have a remarkable figure. His eyebrows, his eyes, everything about him was generic with the rest of the population, and yet I still saw him right away in the crowd. At the time, I didn’t know who he was or where he was going, but I knew how different he was.
Although he was only wearing a rough cloth, but let a person feel that even the best lingluo satin in his body is not as good as that light gray rough cloth looks beautiful, gorgeous, floating, natural. Around those dressed up in the rich children in his side one by one eclipsed, they do not have his temperament, a kind of proud without me, floating like an immortal god-like perfect temperament. Every move of his hand and every foot was so free, so at ease, so flawless, so…
Ah! Oh no, he caught me looking at him, I hastily averted my gaze and hurriedly walked away, but my ears were burning. “I, the one who causes everyone the most headaches in the Kazama family, can be shy too? Unbelievable!” I muttered in a low voice as I went to browse the small stores in the marketplace .
(unfinished business, to be continued)