Lin Xuan Yan nodded and said only one good word.
After leaving the Cold Jade Palace, Yu Xiaotang walked up to him, looked him up and down and said, "Little senior brother, you're quite good-looking.
Lin Xuan Yan did not refute his sister's comment, he had heard too many compliments 500 years ago, and now he felt a bit new when he was complimented by a young girl who was just starting out.
Yu Xiaotang poked him and said with some dissatisfaction, "Your Eldest Sister is talking to you. How dare you ignore it?"
Lin Xuan Yan could only say, "I know I'm good looking."
He didn't like to talk, so he wasn't very good at dealing with people either.
Yu Xiaotang's eyes widened, her eyes were so dark inky yet clean, like fresh ink from an ink stone, that one could not help but look at them again and again. "Wow, little brother, I didn't expect you to be so self-absorbed."
"..."
Yu Xiaotang patted her small chest and said, "You can ask me any questions you have, if you are bullied at the bottom of the mountain, senior sister can take it out for you."
Lin Xuanyan did have many questions, such as the one he wanted to ask the most, why is the most glorious sword path five hundred years ago now in decline?
But he finally did not open his mouth. He just said, "Thank you, Senior Sister.
Those questions were big ones, but to him, who had reached the peak of his sword heart at this moment, they were not important.
No matter what earth-shattering changes had occurred in the five hundred years, as long as he held back for twenty years, he would be able to revive the Sword Dao. Just ...
Looking at the sky full of falling snow, he suddenly missed his fiancée.
The Holy Maiden of the Floating Island Divine King Palace, Xia Shangyou.
Five hundred years have passed, are you okay?
The snow fell higher and higher at the entrance of the palace.
The white blanketed the distant mountains and trees, piling up little by little on the already snow-white brickwork. From a distance, it looked like a cold toadstool.
In the only colour on earth and sky, Pei Yuhan stood in the wind and snow, wearing a white velvet-trimmed cloak of red fabric, and she did not use her magic to block the snowflakes, but let them fall on her shoulders and stain her green and black hair. Like small flowers on a waterfall or plum petals under a starry sky.
A black and white sword light blossomed around her, and a million sword lights flashed up in the cold palace, those black and white sword lights seemed to be the skirts floating up from her bodice, or the way her eyes looked down on the world.
The oceanic snowflakes were also illuminated in black and white.
Lin Xuan Yan stood in front of the hall and suddenly turned to gaze back, the diffuse sword light illuminating his eyes. If it were in the past, he would have felt that the sword light was too thin, the way he used his sword energy was too simple, and the speed with which he wielded his sword was not severe enough.
But at the moment he just felt it was beautiful. Just like the young girl who was wielding her sword qi.
Zhao Nian appeared behind him at some point and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "It's pretty, isn't it?"
Lin Xuan Yan looked at him calmly: "Very pretty."
Zhao Nian spoke slowly: "I don't know who you really are, whether you are an undercover agent sent by some sect, but if you dare to harm Master, I will definitely kill you myself.
Lin Xuan Yan ignored him and slowly left the main hall.
The next month passed with unparalleled calm and simplicity, and he had long since stopped needing to practise his sword.
He had practised too many swords and swung them a million times a day. He knew every single trajectory and stroke by heart.
This month, Pei Yuhan has been teaching them swordplay with great care. Zhao Nian is very perceptive and learns the sword very quickly. Yu Xiaotang was also not inferior, but this little girl was too lively. Lin Xuan Yan had always been lukewarm, he swung his sword beautifully, but was always ridiculed by Yu Xiaotang for being a fancy fighter.
But this day, Pei Yuhan did not teach them to practise their swords. The snow at the Cold Palace had not yet stopped, and the sky and earth were still covered in light colours.
Lin Xuan Yan spread the book he had compiled when he was young, "The Theory of the Beginning of Sword Qi", on the table, which was written in a simple but interesting way.
After being bored, he pushed open the small compartment and paced between the cold palaces by feel.
The night was getting dark and the snow was getting deeper.
He looked at the snow illuminated by the moon, and suddenly looked up at the jade palaces with a slightly bewildered expression.
Before he knew it, he came to a palace.
The palace was lit up by an eerie fire. He stopped in his tracks and looked at the word Bi Luo carved on the palace, then it dawned on him that this was Yuhan's bedchamber. Lights jumped in the Bi Lu Palace, glowing with a dim yellow colour.
He walked to the entrance of the palace and finally stopped, he heard a strange sound, he was a little unsure and walked to the door to listen intently.
After this month of training, although his magical power was still low, he had already concealed his breath by virtue of his extremely high realm.
He heard a shallow moan coming from the room.
He suspected that he had heard wrongly.
This was the Bi Lu Palace, so it was natural that it was Pei Yu Han's voice.
The sound was low and shallow, like the water flowing darkly under a stream of stones, like the snow falling silently on the sword pavement.
But he could hear it clearly and truly.
It was like a thunderclap in his ears, for he also heard a man's voice.
He listened intently to the movement in the room, and his face paled slightly. It was the first time in a long time that he had felt the dao shake. He quickly calmed down, his outstretched hand in front of the door, and after a long struggle in his mind, he finally gently pushed the door open a crack.
The moan was so beautiful that anyone would have been tempted to listen to it, but he was a little annoyed.
As he hesitated to push the door open a little more, he suddenly heard a snapping sound, the sound of flesh on flesh, and as the snapping sound became more intense, the moans, which had only been low, became much more urgent, and although they were still clearly being suppressed, they could no longer be suppressed.
Who the hell was playing with their first apprentice in there? It was reasonable to say that Pei Yuhan should have had a clear sword heart long ago, so how could mundane lusts affect her?
He could not suppress his intense curiosity, and slowly pushed the door, which had already been pushed open by a thread, forward, his view becoming wider and wider.
The screens were thin as gauze and were divided into four pairs, one painted with an immortal crane holding a flower, one with a fairy coiling a veil, one with a heavenly phoenix and a cloud, and one with an immortal washing a sword. The screen paintings are extremely beautiful and the spiritual charm is compelling. But his gaze did not go to those motifs; it fell on the shifting figures on the screen, which was illuminated by the shadows of the figures, with the upright figure of a man, in which there was also a projection of a woman showing half her body.
The candlelight wavered slightly as the shadow play was projected on the window, the shadow swaying uncontrollably with the snapping of flesh against flesh and the woman's nice, delicate gasps.
The man kept moving his body in and out of the woman beneath him.
"Pei Yuhan, you are at least a sword immortal who is the leader of the sword dao in this state, how come you are so impervious to manipulation, I have only moved a few times and you are already dripping so much down there? You're just a bitch for men to fuck after all. The man laughed strangely.
The one lying on the couch being fucked was really Yuhan.
The man's voice seemed familiar, and after a while, he suddenly felt a dizzy spell.
Pei Yuhan said coldly: "Ji Xiu, what exactly did your pavilion master call you to discuss? Well ... if there's business, you can talk about business first, it's not too late to do the rest later.''
That person was actually the middle-aged man Ji Xiu whom I met at the bottom of the mountain that day. How could a crude character like Ji Xiu be worthy of Yuhan. But at this moment, Yuhan was being played with by such a man, and he was moving in and out of her pussy? What was the reason for this?
Ji Xiu laughed strangely, "I don't like the way you talk like this, you still can't figure out your current position in the Xuan Yuan Dynasty and your own situation, if you still want to keep the Sword Sect, then serve this lord properly, don't look so cold."
After saying this he increased the intensity of his thrusts, the whole fragrant couch was shaken by his fucking and made a creaking sound.
By this time Lin Xuan Yan had already gone inside the room, he quietly covered the door and went behind the screen.
The room was simply and exquisitely decorated, with incense stirred up on the ink and jade bookcase, illuminated only by five uniformly shaped ancient brass lamps, the candle flames faintly trailing and dancing, carrying a lot of warm incense, and bamboo curtains with simple patterns hanging in front of the windows, which were generally illuminated by the firelight, casting dappled light, which fell on the bookshelves like beautiful and moving snowflakes.
Only then did Lin Xuan Yan realise that the structure of this room was actually exactly the same as his own bedchamber back then.
But he did not have the energy to think too much about it, for the sounds in the room were becoming more and more intense, and even he was a little flushed. He tried to calm his mind and, with the profoundness of his realm, gently walked around the screen and finally saw a scene that he would never forget.
What crashed into the sight were two white flesh bodies.
The man with his back to himself, who kept on thrusting his rod into the woman's pussy, was the man he had seen that day at the bottom of the hill, Ji Xiu
His back was blocking the beautiful woman in front of him, and all that could be seen were the two long, taut but forked calves on the sandalwood bed, and the slightly curled crystal toes, which were twitching slightly with Ji Xiu's vigorous jerking, and the snapping sound made Lin Xuanyan feel flushed.
Ji Xiu held his hands on her round, upturned buttocks and grinned, "Weren't you proud of yourself that day at the bottom of the mountain? And you were pointing your sword at me? What? Where's your pride now? Have you been fucked so much that you can't speak?"
The front half of her body was lying on the fragrant couch, her black and white sword costume had already been stripped naked and hung on a shelf, Pei Yuhan's voice did not rise and fall much, even though she was being fucked, she still responded coldly, "Cut the crap.
Ji Xiu's body stiffened slightly, he was vaguely unhappy. He raised his hand high and brought it down heavily on the snow-white ass.
Just an extremely crisp sound of a palm strike on the arse and a low moan from Pei Yuhan could be heard, the blow was a bit heavy, and I think light red palm marks should have fallen on her arse.
I don't like the tone of your voice when you talk to me, do you really think you're still the same fairy, how dare you be so arrogant after having your pussy played with by so many people? Who are you pretending to be? It's not for your stupid master who doesn't know if he's alive or dead, is it? Hiss ..."
Ji Xiu suddenly sucked in a breath backwards as he let out an extremely soothing sound, "I didn't expect your pussy to tighten up at the mention of your master? If he can really come out of seclusion twenty years later and see his favourite disciple in this state now, I wonder what he would think?"
Pei Yuhan's hands gripped the bed sheet with a death grip as she gritted her teeth and responded, "You shut up! You ..."
"Pah, pah, pah"
Ji Xiu raised his hand and gave her three heavy smacks on her delicate buttocks, smothering the rest of her words in her throat. He laughed loudly, "What kind of woman sword immortal is it, is it not just a life of being penetrated and playing with tits? Let me hear you scream, or I'll smash your ass today.
She was definitely reluctant to let Him Yu Han scream and moan of her own accord. How could she agree to such a rude request?
But to Lin Xuan Yan's surprise, in just a few moments, Pei Yu Han really let out two extremely nice cries, which sounded a little deliberate and rusty. But hearing it in Ji Xiu's ears, it instantly ignited all his desires like dry wood and fire.
He cried out. His thrusts accelerated violently and forcefully.
As he fucked wide open, Lin Xuan Yan could even hear the sound of water poofing from where that flesh met!
"I'll fuck you to death, bitch fairy!" Ji Xiu's body twisted slightly, the muscles in his thighs tensing violently, obviously at the peak of his own orgasm, his body trembling with the thrusts. The toes of Pei Yuhan, who was being played with so wantonly, were curled up in a deathly curl, showing that she was also being fucked to death with desire.
"The first time I saw her, she was so desperate for more.
The two legs of Pei Yuhan were suddenly wrenched apart, and she was on the verge of orgasm when her body was suddenly played with in such a way that she cried out.
After that cry, Ji Xiu grabbed her legs with both hands and almost held them in a line, so that the pink, single, tender pussy blossomed completely in front of him.
Him Yu Han could no longer control herself and let out a moaning cry.
After almost a few dozen thrusts, Ji Xiu completely reached the peak and he said in a trembling voice, "I'm going to cum inside!
Pei Yuhan didn't have the strength to stop it, she was so engulfed in lust that her body was drenched in sweat.
There was no trace of the Cold Palace Sword Fairy. Ji Xiu blasted furiously at the snow-white delicate buttocks and suddenly restrained himself violently, pressing himself deadly against Pei Yuhan's arse, Pei Yuhan's soft arse being squeezed tightly, his rod and Pei Yuhan's nectar fusing closely together.
"Ah ... let go ah ... mmm ... ah ... no... ..." Pei Yuhan had long been so fucked that she could hardly speak, her legs were let down and she was lying helplessly on the bed, looking sideways.
And at this moment Lin Xuan Yan had hidden in the shadows behind the bookcase, and looking through his now sighted line of sight, he could see Pei Yuhan on her side, and could even see the sweet red buds on her upturned breasts.
Panting, Ji Xiu pulled out his rod, the snow-white semen slowly spilling out of her pink pussy opening, looking lustful. Pei Yuhan's buttocks were covered with scarlet slap marks, she was already weak, but she was still trying to prop herself up on her elbows and slowly spoke: "What exactly did you come for today?
The seasonal cultivator who had just finished his pleasure paid no attention to her, but only tsked in praise: "Pei Xianzi's tender pussy is really tight ..."
Pei Yuhan said coldly, "I don't have time to talk to you about this.
Ji Xiu spanked her ass in annoyance and said fiercely, "Don't talk to me in that tone of voice.
Pei Yuhan gave a painful muffled cry, but her expression remained cold.
Ji Xiu snickered, "It's really not a big deal.
Pei Yuhan looked at him coldly and was silent. Only then did Ji Xiu say, "Alright, alright, our Pavilion Master asked me to come here to give you this.
He said, he took out a letter-like object from his pocket and handed it to Pei Yuhan, "This is what our Pavilion Master has fought for you, but whether you can keep the Sword Sect or not is up to you.
Pei Yuhan's voice finally softened a little: "Thank your Pavilion Master for me.
Ji Xiu's gaze kept drifting to this naked body, Pei Yuhan's face was known as one of the four beauties of the Xuan Yuan Dynasty, and now this look was even more beautiful. He wanted to be crushed under his body and pampered.
Pei Yuhan naturally knew what he meant, but she said, "It's late today, you should go back to your duties early. Yuhan has some other things to do."
Ji Xiu grunted coldly, "If it wasn't for the master's orders, I would really like to fuck you all night. If I don't fuck you to the point of begging for mercy, I will dissipate my life's cultivation myself.
That Ji Xiu gave a lewd laugh, he reached out his hand and touched Pei Yuhan's soft and firm breasts, his fingers did not forget to pinch the buds on the breast peaks, he sneered, "Fairy Pei ... I will come back to fuck you later."
...
It wasn't until Ji Xiu was out of the door that Pei Yuhan put on a single garment, she turned her head to a corner somewhere in the darkness and calmly said, "Come out.
Lin Xuan Yan sighed, his current magical power was indeed far from enough to keep him from being detected by a strong person of the Realm of Transformation's aura. He stepped out of the shadows and looked at this stunning young girl who was being lustfully played with by that inferior man from the Yin Yang Pavilion. At this moment, he could hardly reconcile her appearance with that of his own disciple from five hundred years ago. He wanted to ask why, but he did not know how to do so.
Pei Yuhan, who was clad in a single garment, had not yet buttoned it up, so her flat belly and soft breasts that showed the tip of the iceberg could be seen.
Pei Yuhan looked at Lin Xuan Yan while buttoning up her shirt and asked, "Did you see everything?
Lin Xuan Yan took one last look at the tender pussy that was still gurgling with cum, lowered his eyelashes and withdrew his eyes as he looked at Pei Yuhan and said, "Do you believe me when I say I didn't see it?