In the small tent, the breathing became heavier and heavier. Cheng's body turned red, and his blood vessels bulged like blue snakes crawling on the surface of his skin. He was sweating profusely, and his throat made a wheezing sound like a bellowing bull.
After taking half a pill, it felt like a raging fire burning in his body, constantly emitting heat along the meridians, causing excruciating pain wherever it went. Cheng tasted this kind of pain for the first time in his life. Countless muscles in his body were twisting and distorting, and the pain was more than a hundred times worse than when he sprained his ankle playing ball back in the day.
He swore to himself that he would not give up on this crazy woman as long as he could survive and escape safely. The problem was, could he survive?
In Yue's opinion, taking a little blood from the heart was not a big deal at all. There were many soldiers on the battlefield who lost two arms and a leg and were still alive. But Cheng knew that if his heart was stabbed, with the medical standards of this era, he would definitely not survive.
Cheng was feeling the burning pain of the true yang surging inside him, and his consciousness was getting more and more blurry. He didn't notice Yue's abnormality beside him.
Yue sat cross-legged on the side, her snow-white face sometimes turning red and sometimes turning pale, and then a faint blue aura appeared. The changes inside her body after taking the pill were far stronger than Cheng's. The cold poison that had been accumulated in her organs was like a dormant venomous snake, awakened by spring thunder, and it opened its poisonous fangs. All the meridians in Yue's body were frozen and blocked, and her whole body was cold and piercing.
Yue had experienced many episodes of cold poison attacks, but she had never experienced one that came on so quickly. She had originally planned to stab Cheng's heart and take his blood before the cold poison attack occurred. But now, she could only rely on the Nine Yang Divine Technique to barely protect the warmth in her heart.
Suddenly, a movement came from Yue's ear. She struggled to open her eyes and saw Cheng with wide open eyes, bulging veins on his forehead, tightly clenched teeth, and his muscles were constantly twitching. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Yue's wrist. Yue was shocked and tried to shake his hand off, but she found that her body, which had been corroded by the cold poison, was frozen stiff and she couldn't exert any strength. She could only gently move her hand, unable to shake off Cheng's tight grip. Cheng staggered to his feet, his face distorted, hot gas spewing from his mouth and nose, his bloodshot eyes staring at Yue, and then he grabbed her throat and shouted in a low, hoarse voice, "You little bitch!" Yue widened her eyes, not understanding how he could break through the blocked acupuncture points. If the previous Cheng only made her disgusted and contemptuous, then the current Cheng made her afraid. His crazy eyes seemed to want to devour her alive. Yue was not afraid of death, but it was too unjust to die in the hands of such a villain. Cheng stared at her for a long time, suddenly grabbed the leather armor on her chest and tore it off with force. This kind of nitrate-treated top-grade water buffalo leather was impossible to tear by hand, even with teeth. But now, Cheng was surprisingly strong, and the leather armor broke easily, revealing the clothes inside. Yue struggled to say, "What...what are you doing!" Cheng gritted his teeth and revealed a vicious smile. That smile didn't look like a human face, but more like a grinning wolf. "You--" Yue only said one word before being interrupted. Cheng tore off a piece from her underclothes and stuffed it into her mouth. His hot breath sprayed on Yue's face, scorching hot, and she bit the broken underclothes, unable to say a word.
Smelling the faint girlish breath on Yue's body, Cheng lost all reason, and Cheng, who was purely driven by primitive instinct, became even more lustful in his body. The true yang stimulated by that elixir in his body was far greater than what Yue expected. Cheng didn't have cold poison in his body, and as soon as the true yang was stimulated, he would rush to the sealed acupoints. Most of it comes from here.
At this time, the acupoints were unlocked, and the hot fire was scorching the dantian, rushing through the body, causing the body to react instinctively, Cheng was so powerful, he peeled off Yue's leather armor, and dragged her to the ground in the grass.
No matter how brave Yue was, she was still a girl after all. She couldn't help showing a trace of fear when she looked into Cheng's eyes, but then she became resolute again. Under her leather armor is only a thin layer of single clothes, the material is the same as that of the sergeants, it is rough Mage, and there is a wooden board around the waist to fix the ribs.
Cheng did not rush to pick off her underwear, but turned her over and lay face down on the bunk. Then put her arms behind her back and wrap them tightly with sheepskin. Although he is burning with desire and dizzy at the moment, he still has a bit of crisis instinct. This bitch is full of kung fu, once he catches his breath, there is nowhere for him to escape in such a big tent.
Wrapping Yue's arms and calves well, Cheng stretched his palm into Yue's arms, grabbing her two firm and beautiful flesh
Yue stared at him, as if there were two flames burning in his dark eyes.
Cheng dragged Yue to his lap, tore off the white cloth on her chest, and in front of her, grabbed her two round tender breasts and squeezed violently. Yue's face turned from white to red, and finally seemed to be able to drip blood. Cheng pinched one of her pink tips provocatively, kneaded it between his fingers, and stretched it hard.
Yue's skin is white and tender, and her body is extremely smooth. Her two tender breasts are round and upright, and they feel excellent to the touch. The only fly in the ointment is that her skin is as cool and slippery as ice jade. Under Cheng's teasing, the hatred in Yue's eyes continued unabated, but a layer of mist slowly appeared on the bright pupils.
Cheng didn't notice this, all he could see was this very attractive body, wringing Yue's breasts hard, and pushing her onto the bed.
Both calves of Yue were entangled and could not be separated. Cheng simply put his arms around her waist, bent her legs together, and pressed her to the ground. Yue's pretty face was buried in the grass, her upper body was in broken clothes, her hands were behind her back, wrapped in a whole piece of sheepskin, her calves were folded and pressed under her body, her buttocks wrapped in single pants were slightly raised, showing a rounded arc Wire.
Cheng seemed to have countless streams of heat running around in his body. He grabbed the belt around Yue's waist and pulled it, and the pair of inelastic shorts fell off, revealing a small but clean buttocks.
Yue's age is about six or seven years younger than him. In his original world, he should still be in Shang Guo Middle School. I don't know if it's because of the cold poison in the body, or because the water and soil in this world are more pure, the skin around Yue's body is extremely white and slippery. That beautiful buttocks are round and lovely, and the white and tender skin is tight without any wrinkles. The underdeveloped buttocks are crystal clear and tender, and there is a tight gluteal groove in the middle. Further down, there is a piece of white jade-like soft meat, surprisingly tender, with the light fragrance and greenness of a virgin.
Cheng's shirt was ripped open by Yue, his exposed chest was red, and he was sweating profusely. He didn't know whether the pill Yue fed him was good or bad, but the pain was real, the blood all over his body was like a raging fire, thick and hard, almost broke his previous erection record. The bulging feeling made Cheng doubt whether he would die in the tragedy of exploding the sun.
The female body in front of him made the gas emitted by Cheng more and more hot. He grabbed Yue's buttocks with a little force. Yue's body tensed suddenly, his skin was like frozen ice, white and crystal clear, but without the slightest warmth.
Cheng grabbed Yue's bun, lifted her head up, and growled, "Want yang energy? I'll give it to you!"
Pushed against the girl's tender secret place, and then thrust it in forcefully.
Yue lay on the ground in a kneeling position, her beautiful white buttocks instinctively tightened. She bit her lips, her pretty face turned red and turned white, showing that the cold poison was raging in her body.
Yue was suffering from the onset of cold poison, the man's violent face was reflected in his eyes, but his heart was icy cold.
She has always been clean and self-loving. Although she is in the army and surrounded by men, she guards herself tightly. She never thought that there would be such a moment, under such circumstances...to lose her virginity..." Hey!"
"Woo!"
In ordinary sex, women's coldness is the most headache for men. But Cheng was hot all over at the moment, but he felt extraordinarily comfortable. He tore off Yue's bun, wrapped her long hair around her wrist, and was about to grab hold of it, when he suddenly yelled, his finger hurt sharply, and was punctured by a thin needle in his hair.
Cheng was so angry that he pulled out the thin needle and threw it aside. Then he hugged her slender waist with one hand and pushed in hard.
But Yue's expression changed.
Cheng threw away the wooden plank that Yue used to fix the injury, and he held the waist, causing a sudden sharp pain from the broken ribs. Her face was pulled up, her two snow breasts hung down on her chest like smooth jade balls, her body was stiff, and her hands and feet were all entangled, so she could only let it go deeper and deeper, squeeze in bit by bit in vivo.
Suddenly, his lower body tightened, and he was forced to stop when he bumped against an obstacle.
Cheng flared his nose and gasped heavily, "Virgin? I'll do it!"
As he spoke, he resisted the flexible film and stood up with all his strength.
Yue's lower body was swollen and painful, she bit her lips tightly, the bright red lips gradually faded and became pale.
Cheng snorted heavily, and then tried his best to insert it with all his strength. That layer of fragile ligament couldn't stop it at all, and it burst immediately. At the same time when his body was broken, Yue clenched the rag in his mouth tightly, his body trembled from the severe pain.
Cheng didn't notice her abnormality at all. At this time, Yue was like a beauty carved from ice and snow. That cold feeling, like she was sucking an ice cube.
In a daze, Cheng seemed to see Zimei again. He shook his head, putting aside the illusion in his mind.
At this moment, the uncooked rice had already been cooked, and Cheng was so excited by the blood that he couldn't care less about it. A burst of intensive physical impact sounded in the tent.
Yue's body became colder and colder, and his body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, turning pale. Cheng's body was filled with raging flames, constantly bringing heat into her body.
, gradually becoming warm and elastic. Yue's trembling still continued, but it had changed from trembling under the influence of cold poison to trembling of pain.
The unexpected change happened without Cheng's knowledge. There has never been a proper way to transfer the true yang produced by the root of life and death to absorb the dead energy. Even if it is accidentally transmitted through physical contact, the effect is not good, and most of the true yang is lost during the transmission process.
However, when the two people's limbs were tightly joined together without any gap, a trace of real yang slowly released and was directly absorbed by Yue's body, almost without any loss and loss. Although it was very small, the effect was great, just like the boiling hot water. The tide suppresses and dissolves the cold poison in the meridians one by one.
What made Yue ashamed and indignant was that these true yang, which suppressed the cold poison, were sent into his body by this despicable villain with his most shameful organ. Although the cold poison was temporarily suppressed, the blood flowed out, flowed into the tight leg seam, and meandered down the snow-white thigh.
"I'm going to kill him! Kill him!"
Yue said repeatedly in her heart.
After an unknown amount of time, the light suddenly dimmed, and the illuminated pine branch burned to the end. At the same time, Cheng also gasped for breath. He hugged Yue's waist and hips,
The flames burning in the body seemed to find an outlet to vent, rushing madly towards Yue's body. At the same time, Peiran Zhenyang exploded like magma, surpassing the previous huge amount by a thousand times, and instantly poured into the end of the lungs
The fiery real yang poured into the uterus like a tide, bringing warmth to the abdominal cavity, spinning rapidly inside, becoming more and more abundant. The cold poison condensed in the meridians and viscera since the age of two melted away like spring snow under the scorching sun. More than half of the meridians have become smooth, and the movement of breath has become smooth and free. That feeling is like a child who has been sitting in a wheelchair since he was a child and suddenly gained the ability to fly.
Cheng let go of his hand, and Yue, who had lost his support, fell limply on the bed. Her body is no longer as cold as it was at the beginning. The white body is covered with bruises and finger marks, like a mess between the buttocks of frost and snow. Shut the rags in your mouth and not a single tear in your eyes.
After venting, Cheng, with a large number of true yang separated from the body, the yang fire dissipated, and suddenly he woke up and realized what he had done——he actually forcibly fucked Yue in the barracks!
Such a beastly behavior, I don't know if Wang Zhe, the master and commander-in-chief, will show off his magic skills and shoot himself into a pile of powder that is more broken than beans. Even if Wang Zhe let him go, there is still Yue. For a fierce woman like her, if she didn't hack herself to death, such a thing would be impossible.
The only way might be to kill people, but Cheng never thought about it. This is a whole legion, thousands of miles around are their territory, I have just crossed over, and I am not familiar with the place, so no matter how fast I escape, can it be faster than their horses? If surrounded by their seven-meter-long phalanx of heavy spears... Cheng randomly covered Yue's broken underwear, being careful not to touch her ribs, and then put her on leather armor. Fortunately, the leather armor has two halves, the front and the back, and it looks decent when the leather straps are fastened. As for her hands and feet, Cheng didn't dare to untie them for a while. In case she passes the drug, the first thing may be to break his neck.
The sheepskin on the bed was bloodstained, as if accusing him of being rough. Cheng hastily rolled up the sheepskin and threw it into the grass, while helping up Yue and trying to find something to say.
"I'm sorry...for all of this, I'm not...um, at least...you were also too much," he said.
Yue's gaze turned coldly away from his face and toward the corner of the tent. Cheng felt relieved that she did not seem to have an extreme reaction. He tentatively took out the cloth from her mouth, and if she shouted Wang Zhe, he would immediately cover her mouth and run away as far as possible.
But Yue did not say anything, only coughed up a mouthful of blood and clenched her lips.
Cheng breathed a slight sigh of relief, then said in a negotiating tone, "I'll let you go now, but you have to promise that we're even for today, and no one can bring it up again."
Yue stared at the corner of the tent, as if not hearing him.
Cheng didn't get a response even after asking a few more questions, so he had to find a way out for himself, "We agreed, didn't we? I'll let you go now, and we can't attack each other."
Cheng slowly untied the sheepskin wrapped around Yue's calf, watching her facial expression closely. To his surprise, Yue didn't move at all. Cheng couldn't help but feel confused. now she had lost her memory? Or was the cold poison still conflicting within her body, making her weak and powerless?
Hesitatingly, Cheng released the sheepskin from her arm. At the moment when the sheepskin was about to be untied completely, Yue's arms suddenly split apart, and the sheepskin shattered effortlessly in her hands. True qi erupted with an unprecedented force and speed, and the shattered sheepskin flew up like a sharp blade, leaving a bloody cut on Cheng's face.
Terrified, Cheng tried to run, but before he could even lift his foot, Yue had already slapped him on the ribcage. With a loud cracking sound, Cheng broke several ribs, and his internal organs felt as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer.
With a "wow," Cheng vomited blood. Judging from the strength of Yue's attack, he could conclude that she wasn't just trying to vent her anger; she wanted to kill him!
Covering his broken ribcage, Cheng stumbled towards the exit of the tent. As he stuck his head out, he felt a sudden pressure on the back of his neck, and a cold, icy hand grabbed him.
"General Wang!"
Cheng screamed in agony. The delicate hand that almost snapped his neck stiffened for a moment, then released its grip. Seizing the opportunity, he lunged forward and escaped from the tent that was about to become his tomb. Inside the tent, Yue realized that she had been tricked and that Wang Zhe had not shown up. As soon as Cheng took a step forward, his body suddenly tilted forward and fell flat on the ground. His feet were wrapped in a piece of sheepskin, and despite his ten fingers clawing into the ground, he couldn't resist Yue's pulling force and was dragged back into the tent bit by bit. "Master Shuai!" Cheng shouted again, then there was a crisp sound behind him, and his face twisted in pain. With a cold face, Yue twisted one of his toes, then stepped on his calf, ready to break his leg bone. Killing him with one move would be too easy for this despicable and shameless dirty person. There are more than 300 bones in a person's body. At least one-third of them need to be broken, and he needs to be chopped into pieces before she can slightly ease her hatred of him... Her innocence was inexplicably tarnished by this little man... A gentle force came, and as soon as Yue's foot touched Cheng's calf, she was bounced back. Cheng seized the opportunity and shouted, "Master Shuai... help me!" "Shuang'er!"
Wang Zhe grabbed Cheng's shoulder with one hand and coldly shouted, using a soft force to push away Yue and protect Cheng's leg. Wang Zhe didn't appear just because he heard Cheng's shouts. After all, even with the fastest speed, it's impossible to reach him within two breaths from a distance of three hundred meters. In fact, Yue had not returned to her own tent, and the guards who were guarding her noticed something was wrong and reported it to the commander. Wang Zhe realized that she might be coming to find Cheng, so he hurried over. There was a moment of silence inside the tent, and then there was a sound from behind the tent. Yue rushed out of the tent and disappeared behind the hill in the blink of an eye. Cheng's clothes were in disarray, with two fractures in his body, a bloody mark on his face, and his hair full of weeds and sand. He looked like he had just been beaten up badly, but he didn't look like a rapist. Wang Zhe helped Cheng up and said with some guilt, "I failed to discipline you properly and made you scared. Why did you two have a conflict? And how did Yue...?" The last sentence was pure self-talk. Halfway through, Wang Zhe's body shook and he asked in a hurry, "Did you find the way to transport it? And did Yue cold poison internal injuries heal?" Having just visited the underworld, Cheng still had lingering fears and was sweating all over, and his legs were still in great pain. The first thing he said was, "I'm not doing it anymore! I'm leaving! I'm leaving right away!" Wang Zhe shook his head when he saw Cheng's expression and didn't ask anymore. He just looked at him and said, "The grassland is vast and boundless. How will you leave on your own?" "I promised Lin Jiaoyu to leave with him!" Wang Zhe remained silent for a long time, then helped Cheng and walked slowly into the tent. "Since you want to leave, I can't stop you, but..." Wang Zhe slowly raised his hand and slapped Cheng's right temple with one palm. With a "boom" in his mind, Cheng lost consciousness.