At midnight, Ming Jingchen was dreaming.
This dream was a bit strange. I dreamed that I turned into another thing and couldn't control my body. My body seemed to become very small. Then, in the pitch black, I was held in the arms of a soft and tender body. My originally small breasts turned into two giant peaks, completely engulfing me in the mountain of flesh.
This feeling is a bit strange and inexplicable.
It was very frustrating for a person to not be able to control his own body, but he was wrapped in that fragrant, soft and tender giant mountain, and the touch and smell seemed to be dozens of times stronger than before, and there was an inexplicable intense pleasure that kept rippling up and down his body.
It was this pleasure that could not be relieved, and it kept lingering in his heart, a kind of happiness entangled with a sense of frustration, making Ming Jingchen unable to tell whether this feeling was extremely pleasant or extremely uncomfortable.
He woke up slowly and looked out the window. The moon was high in the sky. There were still two hours before dawn. Ming Jingchen recalled the strange feeling in his dream. He felt a little suffocated and wanted to go out to relieve himself.
After walking out of the room and looking around, he found that the surrounding area was full of workshops used by the government workers, and there was no place to relieve himself. After hesitating for a while, Ming Jingchen decided to run farther away and find a secluded hillside to relieve himself.
After searching for a long time, he finally found a patch of grass in a remote corner of the valley. He quickly solved the problem and returned to his room to continue sleeping.
The next morning, Ming Jingchen got up early, thinking that since he was living under someone else's roof, he had to work hard to compensate for the benefits of enjoying Murong Shiyin's protection.
After recalling the breakfast in this world and thinking about this girl's love for junk food, Ming Jingchen finally locked onto the Maimen breakfast that he often ate when he got a breakfast card in high school.
After making up his mind, Ming Jingchen started to work. He fried some crispy potato cakes, made pork fillet and egg burgers, and boiled soy milk. He carefully prepared a large tray, then carried the tray into the stone cave tunnel, came to the door of the stone house, and carefully entered in the dark. He placed the breakfast on Murong Shiyin's workbench, and was about to tiptoe away when Murong Shiyin, who was lying on the bed, suddenly spoke coldly.
"Master, have you forgotten what I said yesterday?"
"What?" Ming Jingchen was somewhat puzzled.
"Pick me up first. I'm hungry. Let's talk after we finish eating."
Murong Shiyin gave a cold and elegant order like a young lady, and Ming Jingchen had no choice but to bend down, pick up Murong Shiyin carefully like a fragile glass statue, put her on the wheelchair, and then pushed her to the machine table.
Murong Shiyin sniffed and sighed, "It smells so good. It's been a long time since I've had the pork fillet, egg burger and potato cakes made by Master himself."
"Well, take your time eating, I'll go out and help with some work."
"Sit down, don't go anywhere. Master doesn't need to work here, just stay with your disciple." Murong Shiyin pointed at the stool beside her and gave the order with the attitude of a cold and arrogant lady.
"Oh, all right."
Ming Jingchen also knew that this fourth disciple was originally a pampered and arrogant young lady in the Murong family. After the disaster, she still had the arrogant temper of the young lady and liked to boss people around. She was the most difficult to deal with among the many disciples.
At this moment, since she had lost all her cultivation and was living under someone else's roof, Ming Jingchen treated her like a servant and listened to her obediently, sitting on the stool.
Murong Shiyin ate quickly and tasted delicious food. After finishing everything, she sighed with satisfaction and put the tray on the bedside where the workbench was. Ming Jingchen was about to get up to clean up when Murong Shiyin asked in a cold voice, "My disciple, the future master, is getting up? Do you want me to clean up?"
"Uh..." Ming Jingchen smiled awkwardly and had to sit down.
Murong Shiyin operated the mechanism beside the bed and rang the bell. After a while, a mechanical man trotted into the stone passage, came to the window of the stone house, and took the tray away.
After finishing all these, Murong Shiyin used her arms to operate the wheelchair to turn around, and looked down proudly at Ming Jingchen who was sitting on the stool and was half a body shorter than her. She said in a cold tone, "Master, please repeat what I reminded you of yesterday."
"Ah?" Ming Jingchen tried to recall, "Could it be the sentence 'Don't leave more than a hundred meters away'?"
"It seems that Master still remembers." Murong Shiyin said calmly, "Then why don't you listen to me and make me sad?"
"No!" Ming Jingchen argued hastily, "I picked the nearest kitchen, which should be no more than a hundred meters away."
"My disciple, you are not talking about the kitchen." Murong Shiyin said in a bad tone, "You sneaked out once last night, right?"
Ming Jingchen thought about it for a while, then slapped his knees and suddenly realized, "Right! This is a mechanical workshop, there is no toilet, I was afraid of dirtying your valley, so I went to relieve myself in a far place, but I came back soon."
"From now on, Master must obey what I say, otherwise I will be very unhappy. I will ask the mechanical man to send you a chamber pot later."
Murong Shiyin turned her wheelchair to face the workbench and complained in a coquettish tone, "Master, why don't you just stay by your disciple's side at a distance of fifty meters? Why do you love running around? If you are too far away, your disciple won't be able to sense you!"
"Oh, I see...ah?" Ming Jingchen was stunned for a moment, "Wasn't it 100 meters yesterday? Why did it become 50 meters today?"
"Hmm?" Murong Shiyin said nonchalantly, "Did my disciple say 100 meters? It's clearly 50 meters. Master, you remembered it wrong."
Ming Jingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If I remember correctly, I just asked you if it was the sentence 'Don't leave more than a hundred meters away', and you answered me."
"You remembered it wrong." Murong Shiyin whispered softly and repeated, "Don't leave my disciple more than fifty meters away."
"You! Sigh..." Ming Jingchen couldn't argue with the unreasonable Murong Shiyin, so he could only stand up and sigh, "Then I'll go pack up the house and get my things, and move to the house closest to the entrance of the stone path."
"Yes." Murong Shiyin responded, "Master, please get busy."
Ming Jingchen walked out of the stone path cautiously in the dark, took a breath of fresh air, shrugged and muttered helplessly, "Shiyin's savage temper is stronger than before. Alas... maybe because I haven't been with her for a thousand years, she has suffered a lot and her emotions have become a little sensitive."
Leaving the stone path, walking on the mechanical plank road, I was about to go back to my original room to pack up and move, but halfway through, I suddenly heard a sad cry coming from the stone path behind me, just like a helpless little girl who lost her most beloved toy.
"Master! Master, where are you? Come here quickly! I am so scared!"
Ming Jingchen was shocked and hurried back to the cave stone path. Because it was too dark, he accidentally fell and scraped his elbow, which was bleeding. Hearing Murong Shiyin crying sadly, Ming Jingchen was frightened and struggled to get up. He stumbled into the house and walked to Murong Shiyin, who was wiping her eyes and crying sadly. He stroked her arm and asked with concern, "Shiyin, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Master is here."
Murong Shiyin hugged Ming Jingchen tightly and cried, "Master is disobedient again! Master is disobedient again! I told you not to go beyond 50 meters, why are you so far away from me!"
Ming Jingchen was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He laughed and said, "I have to go back to my room to pack my things! How can I move to the room at the entrance of the stone path if I don't pack my things?"
"I don't care! I will never allow you to be so far away from me again! To a place where I can't sense you!"
Ming Jingchen scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Let alone 50 meters, 100 meters, with your perception, you can sense my master at 300 or 400 meters, right?"
"I can't see clearly! There is only a blurry shadow. I don't like it!" Murong Shiyin hugged Ming Jingchen tightly and protested loudly with a choked voice.
Ming Jingchen thought about it and remembered the perception characteristics of this fourth disciple.
The closer a person is to her, the more specific she can perceive that person; if they are far away, it will be very vague.
I'm afraid it's just like what she said. Three or four hundred meters away, there's only a blurry figure, and then the identity of the person can be known through trivial details. But if it's a hundred meters or even fifty meters closer, she can use the other four senses besides vision to accurately perceive every detail of the person, even the folds of clothes, the frequency of heartbeat, etc.
Compared to her cold and arrogant demeanor when she was a disciple, Ming Jingchen clearly felt that Murong Shiyin was now more arrogant and had a stronger desire for control. She seemed to be too attached to him.
Thinking that he had not taken good care of her for thousands of years, causing her to live a lonely and miserable life as a blind disabled girl, Ming Jingchen tried to make amends and touched her head to coax her, "Okay, okay! I won't let you run that far, and I won't run that far. I promise not to run more than 50 meters, okay?"
Murong Shiyin looked up blankly, staring at Ming Jingchen, "Master! What nonsense are you talking about! When did I say that I can't be more than 50 meters away? I clearly said that the master can't be more than 30 meters away from me."
"Eh?" Ming Jingchen's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He felt vaguely that this disciple's attachment to him was a little abnormal. He was about to refute, but after thinking about it, he swallowed his words back.
"Perhaps my disciple is trying to act like a spoiled child with me in this awkward way. I will coax her and let her go. If I make her happy, she will let me go."
Suddenly remembering something, Ming Jingchen smiled helplessly and said, "Thirty meters is probably the length of your stone path. If I move into the stone path, I won't be able to cook your favorite food with you."
Murong Shiyin pondered for a moment, turned the wheelchair around the bedside, and quickly pressed the trigger, as if inputting some operating instructions.
After a while, Ming Jingchen heard some noises coming from the entrance of the stone road. A bunch of mechanical men started to build something near the entrance of the cave.
Out of curiosity, Ming Jingchen went forward to take a look. Wow, there was actually a mechanical cart that looked like a food vendor, which could do frying, roasting, and boiling, and it had all the pots and seasonings.
Next to the mechanical cart, there is a tent, complete with sleeping bags, chamber pots, basins, towels, and everything else, it's like a camping trip.
Returning to the stone house and coming to Murong Shiyin's side, Ming Jingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Not really, right?"
Murong Shiyin tilted her head, her beautiful silver hair drooping on her shoulders, "What do you mean?"
Ming Jingchen was originally a weak person. Faced with Murong Shiyin's increasing demands, he could only retreat again and again, "Okay... But I need to go to the bathroom, so it's not appropriate to stay at your ventilated entrance..."
Murong Shiyin pulled Ming Jingchen's arm across her chest and said calmly, "There's nothing inappropriate. Anyway, you are not allowed to leave the 30-meter distance. If you need anything, just tell me or the mechanical man."
After saying this, Murong Shiyin suddenly lowered her head and opened her mouth, and her tender tongue licked Ming Jingchen's scraped elbow.
Ming Jingchen was shocked. In his mind, Murong Shiyin was a proud and cold person who looked down on him. It was impossible for her to do such a weird intimate action. He was so scared that he quickly tried to pull back his arm and said in panic, "I can apply some medicine myself."
"Master, don't move!" Murong Shiyin screamed like an angry girl, frightening Ming Jingchen so much that he dared not move. He could only stand still, but his body was shaking like a chicken.
Murong Shiyin's tone suddenly became extremely tender, and she said in a daze, "Master was worried that I might get hurt when I ran here in the dark. I was very touched and wanted to help you lick it to remove the bacteria and heal the injury. Master, please don't resist."
"Uh... there's really no need to bother with that. I can just apply some medicine myself."
Murong Shiyin ignored Ming Jingchen and hugged Ming Jingchen's arm tightly, licking Ming Jingchen's bleeding elbow back and forth, again and again, licking with great intoxication and obsession, as if she was not licking a wound, but a girl licking the most delicious ice cream in the world, addicted to it.
Ming Jingchen felt the wound on his arm being licked and played with by the tender tongue of the girl. He felt a strange pleasure in the numbness and itchiness, and a sense of shame and perversion. In this strange atmosphere, Ming Jingchen seemed to smell the fragrance of morbid desire in the air, and suddenly a strange idea came into his mind.
"The three disciples, Xiaoqi, Xiaoliu, and Xiaowu, all have deep feelings for me and are obsessed with me. Xiaosi used to be arrogant and disdainful of me, but could it be that he also has strong love and obsession for me deep down in his heart? He is just afraid of my former reputation as the Heavenly Emperor of the Realm and dares not show it at all, deliberately suppressing it and pretending to be distant and indifferent to me."
"I have lost all my cultivation and fallen into her hands. I am living in her valley. The love and obsession hidden in her heart have been freed and revealed. That's why she has these twisted and weird emotional reactions. So I think she looks a little abnormal."
Ming Jingchen pondered for a moment and asked tentatively, "Disciple, if you want to get closer to me, as long as you don't go too far, I can make you happy."
Murong Shiyin chuckled and said in a delicate and teasing tone, "Master, your personality has changed a lot after being played by those perverted women~"
"Ah? How did you know?"
"In order to understand the soul mark left by the fifth senior sister, I read the master's memory. I know everything that happened to you after you returned from repairing the sky~"
Murong Shiyin's cunning voice, like a little devil, sent chills down Ming Jingchen's spine.
Ming Jingchen knelt down in front of Murong Shiyin in panic, his body trembling, "Disciple! Master didn't want to do this either! Master was lured and forced from the beginning to the end! Master is not that kind of person!"
"Master, don't worry. No matter what kind of person you become, you are still your master in my heart." Murong Shiyin helped Ming Jingchen stand up, held him in her arms and said softly, "But Master, I feel a little sorry for you. You know my body is so fragile that I can't stand your strong love. If I use my small and poor honey hole to forcefully please your big cock, I will definitely be seriously injured."
"No, no, no! That's not what I meant." Ming Jingchen blushed and tried to explain, "Although I have no right to say that, I'm really not that kind of lustful master. I just want to make you happy and make you happy."
"Disciple knows." Murong Shiyin rubbed against Ming Jingchen's belly like a kitten, "Master is the best person in the world. Everything he does is for the happiness of others, and he always ignores his own feelings. Disciple wants to make Master happy too."
"Why are you happy?"
"I am preparing a gift. Master will be happy when he receives it." Murong Shiyin let go of Ming Jingchen's embrace with a mysterious smile, and held his injured arm again, saying infatuatedly, "Master, your wound is not healed yet. I will lick it for you!"
Looking at Murong Shiyin hugging his bleeding arm and licking it as if it were an ice cream with opium in it, Ming Jingchen didn't know whether to look forward to it or be afraid.
In the dark stone room, a collar connected by a thin steel cable was tied around the white and tender neck of the lifeless boy, just like when he was still in Yu Fengshang's mansion.
But Yu Fengshang was a perverted female devil, a despicable and shameless villain. Ming Jingchen gradually accepted it after a while, thinking that as long as he could survive in the hands of a perverted female, it would be fine. Putting a collar and a rope around her neck was nothing.
Today, this collar and steel cable were given to him by his most beloved disciple. No matter how Ming Jingchen resisted, Murong Shiyin's slightly cold hands and the cute face of a girl like frost did not give him any sympathy.
Under the control of the mechanical man, with a "click", Murong Shiyin forcefully put the mechanical collar around Ming Jingchen's neck, followed by a cold word.
"Master is not obedient and doesn't learn his lesson. In order to make Master never leave the ten-meter range of his disciple, I have no choice but to use this method."
The reason for all this happened was three days ago, when Ming Jingchen was really bored living in the stone path, and saw a bright sunshine outside the cave, the afternoon sun slanting in, only three steps away from him.
He listened carefully to Murong Shiyin's steady breathing, which sounded like she was taking a nap. Ming Jingchen quietly approached her, immersed himself in the hot spring-like sunshine, and closed his eyes to enjoy the comfort of this afternoon sunbath.
A mournful sigh from behind made Ming Jingchen's hair stand on end and goose bumps appeared on his spine.
"Master is not obedient again, stay thirty point one meters away from your disciple."
Instantly, several mechanical men surrounded him, captured him, tied him up and brought him in front of Murong Shiyin, who had a cold expression on her face. Then, a collar was put on him and a steel cable was tied to the mechanical table.
The steel cable was about ten meters long, just enough for Ming Jingchen to walk out of the house and sleep like a pet dog in the small nest built by Murong Shiyin's mechanical man at the door.
Ming Jingchen hugged his knees and sat on the soft bed at the door, which looked like a doghouse. He sat there for a long time without saying a word, waiting anxiously for his disciple's next perverted trick.
Ming Jingchen had already understood clearly that his fourth disciple was no different from the previous disciples who had fallen into the evil path.
Ming Jingchen's only hope is that Murong Shiyin will remember the past relationship between master and disciple and not resort to too many lewd tricks that will make her feel miserable.
"Master, are you worried that I will torture you like other perverted women and make you suffer?" Murong Shiyin's cold and tender girlish voice floated out from the stone chamber.
"Yes." Ming Jingchen, whose eyes were as still as dead water, knew that he had just escaped from a wolf's den and was now in a tiger's mouth. He had the mentality of a prisoner about to be executed. "I hope that my disciple will consider our past relationship as master and disciple and not do anything too extreme to me."
Murong Shiyin smiled tenderly, "Master, what you said is so unpleasant~ I will not force you~ I will let you obtain the supreme happiness and joy in the world~"
Ming Jingchen remained silent, obviously not believing his disciple's lies.
As the music ended, Murong Shiyin asked happily, "Master, you must be bored just sitting there, right? Can I play games with you?"
"Can I refuse?" Ming Jingchen asked calmly.
"Master, come! You will definitely like it!" Even though she had done something to humiliate her master, Murong Shiyin's soft and coquettish voice was so innocent.
Ming Jingchen sighed, "I am weak and cannot resist you. You can play with me as you want. No need to pretend."
Murong Shiyin lifted the steel cable, signaling Ming Jingchen to crawl into the stone house and kneel down on her.
Looking down at Ming Jingchen who was kneeling on the carpet like a pet dog, Murong Shiyin rested her arm on the wheelchair armrest, her delicate little hands supporting her fragrant cheeks and tilting her head, letting her silky silver hair fall on her shoulders, and gave an order with a half-smile.
"Master, take off all your clothes."
There was a rustling sound in the stone room. After the sound, Ming Jingchen was naked, kneeling in front of Murong Shiyin with a nervous look on his face, lowering his head and not daring to look at her.
"Turn around, kneel down with your back to me, and put your hands behind your back."
Ming Jingchen turned 180 degrees, knelt down and sat upright as Murong Shiyin instructed, with his hands behind his back, and asked anxiously, "What do you want to play?"
There were two soft "click" sounds, and Ming Jingchen looked back and was shocked to find that Murong Shiyin had put two more pairs of mechanical shackles on his hands and feet.
"Master, you just love to move around too much." Murong Shiyin recalled the past and sighed, "I would rather you not go looking for those ancient enchantments and formations. I hope you can spend more time with me. Even if you just stay in my room and read with me, I will feel very happy."
Bai Tong stared at Ming Jingchen blankly, and Murong Shiyin slowly shook her head, "The master who stays quietly and obediently by his disciple's side is the master that his disciple likes the most. Master, you should get used to it first, and after you adapt, you will know how happy it is to stay quietly by his disciple's side."
Ming Jingchen struggled a bit, but found that the handcuffs and leg irons were so tight that he couldn't move at all. He completely lost control of his body and could only let Murong Shiyin manipulate him.
"Shiyin, what do you want to do? Let me go!" Ming Jingchen shouted anxiously, "You can't be intimate with me, why are you tying me up like this?"
"Master, you're a little noisy. I've said before that I like a quiet master." Murong Shiyin smiled slightly, took the newly made ball gag from the table, stuffed it into Ming Jingchen's mouth, and fastened it behind his head.
Ming Jingchen, who was able to shout before, could only make a humming sound now, staring at Murong Shiyin with a look of fear on his face.
"Hmm~" Murong Shiyin leaned back in her chair, smiling at Ming Jingchen, her face full of infatuation as if she was appreciating a masterpiece, "Master, kneeling quietly in front of your disciple, unable to move, is so cute, like a beautiful puppet, your disciple likes it!"
"But~" Murong Shiyin stretched out her delicate pale jade fingers and gently combed the ends of her white and silver hair, "I am not such a selfish person. I not only want myself to be happy, but also want Master to be happy."
With a flick of his finger, Ming Jingchen was lifted up by the spiritual energy, and then Murong Shiyin laid him on the bed sideways.
After Ming Jingchen had placed a pillow under his head and was lying in a restrained position, Murong Shiyin slowly climbed onto the bed, took a thick bamboo tube from the mechanical table beside the bed and placed it on the bedside, then touched Ming Jingchen's penis.
The slender and delicate, slightly cool, soft hand touched Ming Jingchen's penis and stroked it back and forth. Ming Jingchen only felt his body suddenly shaken, a shudder spread from his waist, and his penis began to become hard uncontrollably.
"Master, you have become so obscene now." Murong Shi laughed and joked, "My disciple's body is only fourteen years old. According to your current world, you are an underage junior high school girl. You actually became so excited by an underage female junior high school student touching your penis twice. It turns out that Master has become the beast Master that Seventh Junior Sister calls you~"
"But." Murong Shiyin speeded up the stroking of her hand and spoke in an extremely gentle tone, "As long as the master is the master, whether he is a gentleman or a beast, the disciple likes it very much."
After stroking Ming Jingchen's penis until it was hard enough, Murong Shiyin took the bamboo tube, aimed it at the penis and slowly inserted it, then used the belt buckle to fasten it around Ming Jingchen's waist, and asked with a soft smile, "Master, do you like the gift from your disciple?"
Ming Jingchen thought that Murong Shiyin had imprisoned him, and that she wanted to play a femdom whipping play like Yu Fengshang, but she actually put a wet and wriggling mysterious thing on his penis, and that thing seemed to be alive, constantly sucking and licking his penis, or vibrating it slightly.
"This is the first gift that the disciple gave to the master, the Intelligent Bliss Cup. Master, do you know why it is called Intelligent?" Murong Shiyin leaned close to Ming Jingchen's ear, put her tongue into his ear canal, licked it gently, and whispered softly.
"I have already figured out the artificial intelligence technology that Master mentioned. I have added self-learning functions to many mechanisms, which can adjust the corresponding actions according to the target's reaction."
Ming Jingchen's body was shaken violently, and he regretted deeply why he had told Murong Shiyin about modern technology. As a result, after this perverted woman learned this technology, she turned around and bullied him who had lost all his cultivation.
The wet and squirming flesh in the intelligent bliss cup kept randomly generating sucking movements, carefully testing Ming Jingchen's reaction. When it accidentally tried to rub the frenulum under Ming Jingchen's glans with a squirming bulge, Ming Jingchen's body suddenly twisted and his waist thrust uncontrollably.
This violent reaction caused the Intelligent Bliss Cup to capture the signal, and it began to vigorously attack Ming Jingchen's frenulum sensitive points, while also constantly trying new peristaltic sucking rhythms, iteratively solving new sensitive points.
Murong Shiyin noticed that Ming Jingchen's reaction was getting stronger and stronger. Her eyes rolled up with joy and she said with a smug smile, "Master! I didn't lie to you, did I? Are you very happy? But I also have my own selfish motives."
Murong Shiyin's slender hands reached under the Lolita skirt and rubbed it. After a while, she took out a pair of fluffy princess-style lace panties from inside, which were still stained with the crystal-clear and fragrant honey of the young girl.
He aimed the most fragrant part of the lace panties at Ming Jingchen's nose, then moved it back and entangled it to secure it.
After the mission was accomplished, Murong Shiyin smiled mischievously.
"Master, you were forced by Yu Fengshang to smell her panties and stockings stained with her vaginal fluid. Your initial resistance gradually faded, and you slowly fell into obsession with everything about that female devil. I, your disciple, also want to try this effect."
Leaning over Ming Jingchen's face, Murong Shiyin's tender little hands caressed Ming Jingchen's breasts, and her slippery tongue covered with saliva licked Ming Jingchen's cheeks back and forth, whispering softly like a little devil, "Master, do you like this kind of play where you are unable to move under your disciple's control, and then receive pleasure from your disciple? Just nod, and I will find ways to give you more pleasure."
Ming Jingchen, who was lying on the bed at this moment, helplessly letting Murong Shiyin play with him at will, only felt a kind of soul-trembling pleasure.
The penis was sucked and licked back and forth by the wet flesh of the witch's vagina, and she could even find the sensitive spots on her penis according to her body's reaction, as well as various ways to make her penis happy.
Ice and fire, breasts rolling, buttocks rubbing, Thunderbolt popping candy, one after another of the same bizarre and blissful services, Ming Jingchen's pleasure rose sharply, his eyes rolled back and he almost lost his mind.
At this blissful moment, Murong Shiyin, the loli demon girl, actually wrapped her panties stained with honey and lewd fluid around her nose. Waves of girlish body fragrance mixed with the smell of youthful hormones invaded his brain like marijuana smoke, and mixed with the intense pleasure, making Ming Jingchen's deep consciousness gradually establish a connection between the pleasure and Murong Shiyin's body fragrance, and a strong sense of submission and attachment arose in his heart.
This strange connection between smell and pleasure had been established in Ming Jingchen's mind once when he was tortured and trained by Yu Fengshang. This time, after being mastered by Murong Shiyin who read her memory, it was activated again, and the effect was more efficient and more significant than when Yu Fengshang first trained her.
The pleasure of the penis squirming, coupled with the aroma of the girl's honey juice, made Ming Jingchen's eyes roll up slightly, his body trembled violently, and his will to resist plummeted, and his shame and humiliation were also defeated by the pleasure.
Ming Jingchen nodded slightly.
Murong Shiyin reluctantly stopped licking, showing a sly smile of success, and gently stroked Ming An's trembling head, "Master is very good ~ I like sincere masters, so I will give you another good thing."
Pulling out a vibrating soft stick from the mechanical table, Murong Shiyin introduced with a smile to Ming Jingchen's horrified eyes, "This is the high-frequency vibrating flesh-handled dust invented by my disciple. It is very popular in the beauty world, and I have made a lot of money with it! I specially left a carefully made one for you, the one with the most functions and the highest degree of intelligence. Master, please don't waste my kindness!"
As she spoke, Murong Shiyin took some lubricant and smeared it evenly on the vibrating meat handle with her slender hands. She found the position under Ming Jingchen's crotch, slowly inserted it in, and fastened the belt around his waist again.
Looking at Ming Jingchen on the bed, whose eyes turned upside down, whose penis made the cup of bliss rise and fall, whose whole body was sweating and twitching non-stop, and who looked like a loser, Murong Shiyin held her chin with both hands, her flushed cheeks revealing an extremely happy expression.
"Seeing Master happy, I am happy too!"
The morning light cast a shadowy shadow over the dark stone room, illuminating the trembling figure of a young man whose hands and feet were shackled and imprisoned on a mechanical bed.
The huge meat stick in the front of the body was clamped with an intelligent bliss cup, squirming and squirming like a greedy witch, and the back hole in the back of the body was derived from a soft stick with crystals on the mechanical bed, which was driven by the mechanical arm to thrust in and out fast and slow, and then vibrated continuously with a strong and weak amplitude.
The girl placed the boy beside the bed, while she was busy at the workbench. When the last part was assembled, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled happily, showing her white and neat teeth.
"Master! I have made some fun things for you again. You will definitely like them!"
Murong Shiyin took two strange-shaped clips, pushed the wheelchair to the head of Ming Jingchen's bed, and clamped the two clips on the breasts of Ming Jingchen, who was lying on the bed.
The clip was connected to a bell, and the moment it was clamped, Ming Jingchen's body trembled, and a pleasant, tiny ringing sound was emitted.
Murong Shiyin's fingers glowed with intelligence, and she pointed at the two clips. Ming Jingchen's upper body arched slightly like a bridge, his eyes rolled back, and more saliva oozed from the sides of his mouth.
"Master, this is the new spiritual nipple clamp I made. After injecting spiritual energy, the spiritual energy will become a strong stimulation, attacking the rich nerve endings of Master's nipples, which is probably ten times more pleasurable than ordinary kneading and stroking. Do you like it?"
Seeing Ming Jingchen hunched over and over again, looking so worthless and decadent, Murong Shiyin gave a sweet laugh and softly reminded him, "Master, after all, this is a token of my love. If you like it, just nod your head and let me know that my love is not in vain!"
Ming Jingchen, who was imprisoned on the bed, was already extremely stimulated by the dual pleasure of the penis and the anus. At this moment, the stimulation of the breasts in front of her chest was added, and the whole person fell into a mysterious state of ascension.
Hearing Murong Shiyin's seductive words, Ming Jingchen refused to nod out of shame. He tilted his head with a tearful look and looked at Murong Shiyin in the dim light.
Seeing that she couldn't get an answer from him, her smile gradually faded, her expression was as cold as ice, and she exuded a somewhat terrifying aura. Ming Jingchen shivered with fear and nodded desperately. Murong Shiyin smiled happily, as if the result of her hard work was recognized by others. "Disciple knew that Master would like it! Here is the second gift!"
As if possessed by Doraemon, Murong Shiyin took out a collar hoop with a scale and put it around Ming Jingchen's neck and tightened it. Ming Jingchen only felt the needle piercing his neck, and his heart began to beat violently, and his already overflowing lust rose again.
"This is called a flirting collar. It contains aphrodisiacs that can be injected into Master's body to give Master stronger pleasure. But there is also a very interesting way to play with it." Murong Shiyin snapped her fingers, and the collar began to tighten slowly after receiving the command.
Ming Jingchen, who was lying on the bed helplessly, felt the collar tightening around his neck, and felt suffocated. His chest rose and fell desperately trying to breathe, and his heart beat faster.
With the strong aphrodisiac and the stimulation of sensitive parts by various organs, Ming Jingchen, who felt suffocated, felt as if he had fallen into the flames of the hell of lust and was constantly being burned. It should have been severe pain, but it produced a more stimulating and exciting pleasure than the severe pain.
The collar tightened to a certain extent, and when it sensed that Ming Jingchen's vital signs had declined, it loosened its grip immediately. After Ming Jingchen began breathing heavily and gradually calmed down, it began another round of tightening stimulation.
Murong Shiyin looked at Ming Jingchen, who was being played to death by her tricks on the bed, and said coquettishly, "Master! Look how obedient and filial I am to you! The most exciting and fascinating experiences in your memory can be experienced all at once in your hands. Isn't it great? Do you still want to leave me and find another woman?"
Ming Jingchen let out a whimpering cry, and replaced his answer with an even stronger tremor.
Murong Shiyin tilted her head, combed her slightly messy silver hair with her delicate hands, and threw it behind her shoulders, "Seeing Master having so much fun, I want to try it too. I see from Master's memory that he is obsessed with his daughter's smelly juice. Once he drinks it, he will have a heartfelt submission to that woman. I want to try it too."
She moved from the wheelchair to the head of the bed, and Murong Shiyin's soft and slightly cool little hands stroked Ming Jingchen's naked and smooth upper body skin back and forth as if she was stroking a doll, soothing Ming Jingchen's slightly uneasy emotions as if she were stroking a cat or a dog.
After touching her for a while, Murong Shiyin reached under her fluffy Lolita skirt. With the rustling sound of the fabric rubbing against her clothes, Murong Shiyin took off her pink girlish lace panties and tied them to the tip of Ming Jingchen's nose.
"This is what the perverted master likes the most. Remember your disciple's smell! From now on, you are only allowed to be aroused by your disciple's smell!" Murong Shiyin giggled and untied Ming Jingchen's gag. Without waiting for him to speak, she sat heavily on him with her soft and tender buttocks. Her small honey hole covered Ming Jingchen's mouth, replacing the gag.
Ming Jingchen's entire face was sunk under Murong Shiyin's tender buttocks, his cheeks were clamped between her elastic buttocks that formed the triangle area of the girl, his nose was filled with the smell of Murong Shiyin's girlish body fragrance mixed with the smell of honey and lewd fluid, his mouth was also pressed against her vagina, and he could vaguely feel the girl's slightly astringent body fluid dripping onto the tip of his tongue.
After repeated stimulation and multiple orgasms, Ming Jingchen's body was dehydrated. At this moment, he suddenly drank the girl's lewd body fluids. Whether it was lust or physiological instinct, Ming Jingchen licked the center of Murong Shiyin's pistil, which was like dew, and sucked and licked greedily, making Murong Shiyin tremble all over and scream non-stop.
"Master is so good~ He licked me so well~ Yes! Right there!"
Murong Shiyin touched her breast with one hand and her nipple with the other, and she moaned happily like a yellow warbler, and the honey juice under her body was secreted more.
"Ah~ Even with my humble and imperfect body, I can finally enjoy the Master's service one day. I am so happy and I love it so much!"
After hearing this, Ming Jingchen suddenly felt a strong love and pity in his heart, and licked and sucked harder.
Following Ming Jingchen's skillful licking, Murong Shiyin tried to squeeze her abdominal muscles, slowly secreting some smelly juice, her cheeks flushed and she muttered, "I'm a little uncomfortable at first, a little embarrassed! Such shameless lewd things, I really admire Seventh Junior Sister for having the guts to do that to Master..."
Overcoming psychological factors and finding the right state, the secretion of liquid from the body gradually became stronger. Murong Shiyin squinted her eyes and moaned with pleasure, "Woo! It feels really exciting! My junior sisters are really good at playing. If it were me, I would never have thought of such a perverted thing~"
Ming Jingchen swallowed the lewd liquid greedily without any resistance, adjusting his tongue vigorously, licking in accordance with Murong Shiyin's reaction, just like a sex slave loyal to his master.
After a pleasant relief, feeling Ming Jingchen licking and cleaning her lower body instinctively, Murong Shiyin showed a little devil smile and snapped her fingers. In an instant, the mechanisms around Ming Jingchen began to operate violently, switching to the most exciting working mode.
Smelling the fragrant and rich girl's scent, his cheeks were pinched back and forth by Murong Shiyin's tender legs, his mouth was full of Murong Shiyin's experience of girl's hormones, and the sensitive parts of his body and body were stimulated by the mechanism and burst into intense pleasure.
All these things intertwined, and Ming Jingchen felt an obsessive pleasure in his heart for his fourth disciple Murong Shiyin to submit to him in every way.
"Master, do you like this feeling? Do you want to enjoy this pleasure every day in this life?" Murong Shiyin moved away a little and whispered seductively, "As long as Master says, 'I am Shiyin's puppet, I will always submit to Shiyin in this life, and I want to be controlled and played with by Shiyin for the rest of my life', I will satisfy Master's lust."
Ming Jingchen's eyes were like peach hearts, and his soul was so happy that it rushed into the sky, making him completely lose his mind. He felt that everything in the world had disappeared, and only the extremely tall and majestic girl in front of him, who gave him supreme pleasure, was left.
This psychological feeling has gone beyond the obsession and submission of a sex slave to his mistress and has become the piety of a faithful believer to the gods.
"I...I am Shion's puppet...I will always submit to Shion in this life...I want to be controlled and played by Shion for the rest of my life..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Jingchen felt the world spinning around him, and his consciousness fell into darkness.
The girl felt her heart still beating vigorously, but her eyes were empty as if the boy's soul had been taken away. She turned her head to look at a carefully crafted boy-shaped doll beside the table, and laughed wildly with her hands covering her mouth.
"The greatest work of my life has finally been completed!"
Consciousness slowly emerged from the endless sea of darkness. When Ming Jingchen woke up again, he found that his face was deeply sunken into two huge, soft meat mountains. Deep in the meat mountains, he could faintly hear the heavy pulsation of the earth veins.
Trying to raise his arms and struggle to stand up, Ming Jingchen was horrified to find that he had lost control of his body. He could only project his consciousness to the outside world through his open eyes to sense his current state.
A moan sounded in his ears, and Ming Jingchen felt two pairs of extremely large and smooth hands grasping his back and legs, slowly lifting them up in front of a beautiful girl who looked like a giant.
The finger as thick as a telephone pole poked Ming Jingchen's face, and Murong Shiyin showed an innocent and lovely smile, "Master, how does it feel to be a puppet?"
His body was greatly reduced in size, and he lost control of his body. Ming Jingchen was filled with fear and tried to loudly beg his disciple to spare him, but the puppet's body did not obey him at all and he could not open his mouth at all.
Murong Shiyin's smooth little hands caressed and teased the puppet-like Ming Jingchen, and said with a smile, "Master, don't be afraid. I love you so much that I won't harm you and will love you well."
Always paying attention to the emotions revealed by Ming Jingchen's soul fluctuations, Murong Shiyin stroked the silver hair that slid smoothly on her shoulders with her slender fingers and explained slowly, "Master, you have just obtained a puppet body, so you are definitely not as adaptable as your original body. But once you get used to it, you will know that the puppet body that I carefully prepared for you is much happier than your mortal body."
"The mortal body needs to eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and has various limits and restrictions, but the puppet body can be controlled by the disciple and the sensory parameters can be set at will. All stimulation will not have any negative impact on the body, and will be directly infused into the soul."
Murong Shiyin picked up the soft puppet-shaped Ming Jingchen in her arms, put her to the tender girl's lips and kissed her affectionately, "Master's control of his body is completely handed over to his disciple, but what Master gets will be unlimited happiness."
Noticing that Ming Jingchen's soul was still trembling with fear, like a pitiful little animal waiting to be slaughtered, Murong Shiyin sighed, "Then let Master have a taste of the sweetness and experience it first!"
He pointed at the nose of Ming Jingchen's puppet, and the puppet body, which originally could not smell anything, suddenly had a sense of smell like a human, but this sense of smell was even more sensitive than that of a human body.
Murong Shiyin set Ming Jingchen's sense of smell bonus to "10", and then pressed his doll's cheek against her girl's breasts, and her entire face sank into it.
Instantly, an extremely strong and fragrant scent of a young girl's body suddenly surged from the tip of his nose, and the huge stimulation went straight into his soul. Ming Jingchen, who was originally very scared, only felt his soul shiver when he smelled such a strong and charming scent of a young girl.
His whole face was buried deep in Murong Shiyin's two soft breasts that were bigger than the bed, and waves of the girl's body fragrance kept filling his nose. This was Ming Jingchen's favorite play in the past, and now he experienced it in this magical way, which made Ming Jingchen feel a little weird, but he slowly got used to it in his heart, and even enjoyed it.
"Master, ten times the olfactory stimulation, it feels good, right?" Murong Shiyin felt that Ming Jingchen's fear was gradually subsiding, and his soul fluctuations showed an intoxicated mood. She took the opportunity to stroke his back, "Next, it's ten times the touch."
Just like the day when he was soaking in the hot spring that Xi Yan had poisoned, Ming Jingchen felt that his skin was surging with electric pleasure. With this strong sense of touch, he buried his cheeks and most of his body deeply into the fragrant girl's soft breasts. I'm afraid there is nothing more wonderful than this.
His soul floated in the clouds, buried in the soft peak of frankincense for a whole incense stick of time. Ming Jingchen was surprised to find that he didn't even need to breathe when he was buried like this!
You know, when Ming Jingchen was at Xiyan's place before, Xiyan pressed his head hard into the plump breasts of the beautiful woman, and he couldn't hold on for more than 20 breaths before he was so suffocated that he almost suffocated to death by the breasts, and had to withdraw briefly to take a deep breath and rest.
Now buried in Murong Shiyin's huge breasts, he didn't feel suffocated at all, only a constant flow of soft touch and a refreshing milk fragrance.
As if sensing Ming Jingchen's doubts, Murong Shiyin said proudly, "Master, do you understand the benefits of this puppet body now? Because it is a puppet, it does not have any physiological functions of a mortal body, breathing, heartbeat, eating, sleeping, all of which are not needed. From now on, it is completely free from the constraints of the flesh and can focus on enjoying happiness."
As if playing with a favorite doll, Murong Shiyin stroked Ming Jingchen's head and said lovingly, "So Master, when you play the breast-sucking game with me in the future, you don't have to worry about suffocation. Isn't this design of yours a great idea? It's much more comfortable than being suffocated by Seventh Junior Sister's big breasts until you almost fainted."
Ming Jingchen is no longer able to speak, and can only express his heartfelt gratitude to the great designer of this mechanism with the joyful trembling of his soul.
"Master, this is just the beginning. You can't be satisfied just like that. Otherwise, all the surprises I have carefully prepared will be wasted." Murong Shiyin complained coquettishly, moved Ming Jingchen away from her chest, and stretched out her hand to touch his waist, "Ten times the sexual desire of men."
The sound of "bang" exploded from Ming Jingchen's heart, and he felt his soul suddenly shaken. The already lovely and charming Murong Shiyin in his eyes suddenly became so charming and attractive, even more so than the most beautiful woman in the world of beauties, Wu Ji, which made his heart surge with a soul-shaking obsession.
Murong Shiyin in front of him slowly opened her crystal pink lips, revealing her smooth and tender tongue, and slowly began to lick Ming Jingchen's puppet body, from the arms, to the chest, to the lower abdomen, and then to the base of the legs. She felt a tingling and happy feeling, like a warm current rippling up and down her body.
Ming Jingchen, who was ten times more sexually aroused, felt the amazing touch of the huge and charming girl, using her slippery and soft tongue to lick back and forth on his body. The nameless desire in his chest rose sharply, like a volcano on the verge of eruption that needed to be vented.
But somehow, this volcano kept rising, as if it was blocked and could not be relieved. The suffocating feeling of ecstasy reminded Ming Jingchen of the feeling when he was with Xi Yan and he used poison to control his semen and could not ejaculate.
"Master, this feels familiar, doesn't it?" Murong Shiyin retracted her tongue, swallowed her saliva with a slight movement of her throat, and said with a giggle, "I learned this way of playing from my seventh apprentice sister. Now that I have injected my soul into the puppet body, I can also play with you in this way."
Ming Jingchen's soul was shaken violently, and he began to feel doubtful. He didn't understand why Murong Shiyin, who didn't have any poison, could use the same evil methods as Xiyan.
As a master of ingenuity with unparalleled talent, Murong Shiyin enjoyed introducing the design concept of her masterpiece to Ming Jingchen bit by bit. She stretched out a finger and ran it from his chest to his lower body, revealing a devilish smile, "Master, don't you feel like you're missing something?"
Ming Jingchen moved his mind downwards and was shocked to find that the puppet was actually a genderless puppet, with an empty lower body!
"Master, do you feel aggrieved and humiliated?" Murong Shiyin smiled playfully, stroking Ming Jingchen's smooth and empty legs with her fingers, teasing, "Master, without a penis, how can you enjoy a man's orgasm?"
The intense pleasure and huge sense of shame rippled back and forth in Ming Jingchen's soul, almost torturing Ming Jingchen to madness. It was comparable to the painful feeling he had when he was with Xi Yan, with the pleasure constantly surging but unable to ejaculate.
"But, I have already considered this!" Murong Shiyin took a small penis-shaped mechanism from the workbench beside her, and pulled a hose from the bedside. "In order to let Master experience all kinds of pleasure, I made this thing detachable. After installing it, Master can restore the pleasure of ejaculation from his penis. Master, don't you want it very much~"
Ming Jingchen's soul emitted waves of urgent desire.
Suddenly, Murong Shiyin's tone became cold and majestic, as if she were a supreme god giving orders to humble followers.
"If Master wants, just say from the bottom of your heart, 'I am Shiyin's puppet, I will always submit to Shiyin in this life, and I want to be controlled and played by Shiyin for the rest of my life'! As long as the disciple feels Master's sincerity, the disciple will install the penis that Master has been thinking about, and let Master vent his climax to his heart's content."
Last time, Ming Jingchen couldn't help but recite this line in a state of confusion and love, which led to the current situation of being transformed into a puppet. Ming Jingchen was very worried that if he recited it again, he would end up in a worse situation than now, and he was a little hesitant.
"Alas, Master, why can't you trust me? I love you so much, I won't hurt you!" Murong Shiyin's tone softened, she sighed sadly, and lightly tapped her fingers, chanting like a spell, "Fifty times the sexual desire of a man."
As soon as the words fell, Ming Jingchen's lust suddenly erupted, almost burning his entire soul. His whole body trembled violently, and every inch of his skin was about to burst open by this urgent desire for climax. The Murong Shiyin in his eyes was so enchanting and terrifying, and so alluring that it almost burned his soul. Ming Jingchen lost his mind again, and stared at Murong Shiyin, who was in full control of his pleasure, with deep affection, and silently obsessed with her from the bottom of his heart.
"I am Shiyin's puppet. I will always submit to Shiyin in this life. I want to be controlled and played by Shiyin for the rest of my life!"
Just after reciting the mantra silently, Ming Jingchen felt as if a very fine laser beam was passing through the back of the puppet, a bit like etching a circuit board.
Murong Shiyin noticed something was wrong, and smiled with great satisfaction. She touched Ming Jingchen's head and said gently, "Master is very good and obedient. I will satisfy your desire and let you experience the happiest and most lasting climax in your life."
The thighs of the Ming Jingchen doll were spread apart, revealing a slot just below the abdomen. Ming Jingchen watched as Murong Shiyin inserted the mechanical penis into it, and then passed the hose through the lower back and connected it to the balls of the mechanical penis.
After the penis model was installed, Murong Shiyin actually lifted Ming Jingchen's body and inserted Ming Jingchen's mechanical penis into the girl's two red lips like a straw, and the girl's tongue tightly wrapped around it and sucked it.
With a "buzzing" sound, the booster pump at the head of the bed began to work, pushing the Coke to flow from the hose all the way, and then flow into the meatballs through the hose installed behind Ming Jingchen's waist, and then through the meatballs to simulate muscle pressure, and then shoot into the mechanical meat stick.
When the first stream of Coke was ejected, Murong Shiyin pressed the back of Ming Jingchen's puppet, as if she had activated a switch.
The penis, which was originally unconscious after installation, suddenly became aware of it, accompanied by the intense sucking sensation of the tongue wrapped around the penis, and the strong and pleasant feeling of ejaculation at the climax.
The volcano in his chest had an outlet for release, and Ming Jingchen felt so happy that his soul was trembling and his scalp was numb. He almost wanted to release all his vitality through the lost and recovered mechanical penis under him, to reach the most intense climax in his life.
This kind of male orgasm should come and go quickly, but Ming Jingchen was surprised to find that this time, the strongest orgasm of his life, lasted continuously, as if it was always on top and couldn't fall to the ground!
If it were in the past, this kind of continuous orgasmic discharge would probably not be enough to turn the body into a mummy, but now this puppet body, with a hose inserted through the waist, the Coke that keeps flowing into the body is the best supplement for the discharge.
Coke is continuously supplied through the booster pump, and the drainage climax at the top is also endless.
After sucking for a whole incense stick, Murong Shiyin reached out to turn off the Coke booster, licked the last few drops of Coke on the penis, burped, hugged Ming Jingchen's doll body and rubbed it with a smile, "Thank you for the hospitality, Master! Master is happy to queue, and I am also very happy to drink!"
The pleasure of reaching the pinnacle that surpassed the limits of the body and penetrated directly into the soul was released continuously for a stick of incense, which weakened Ming Jingchen's soul and made his spirit somewhat scattered.
"Alas... even though I am free from the constraints of my body, my soul cannot bear such a strong pleasure." Murong Shiyin sighed helplessly, "But don't worry, Master. After a while, my soul will be forever under my control. By then, no matter how much pleasure I give you, your soul will dissipate between heaven and earth."
"Master, please wait and see. Now." Murong Shiyin stretched out her finger and flicked it on Ming Jingchen's forehead, "Master, please take a rest to repair your soul. When you are repaired, we will continue to play the new game!"
The pleasure of the puppet body being trained made his soul exhausted. At this moment, Murong Shiyin hit his forehead hard again, and Ming Jingchen's eyes turned black and he fell into coma again.
On the other side of the Beauty Realm, in the main hall of Yaoyue Palace on the top of Yupan Peak, a huge sheepskin map was suspended in the main hall.
The tall and stern figure in front of the map pointed the stick in his hand at the Forgetful Island in the center of the sheepskin map, and pursed his lips painted with black lipstick slightly, revealing a sharp and serious expression on his handsome and handsome face.
"Considering that the demon girl is naturally charming, those below the Spiritual Transformation Realm cannot resist her charm. I will send ten elite soldiers from the Unbeaten Army and twelve from your Yaoyue Sect. A total of twenty-four of us will go to Tianxiang Sea to rescue Master. Do you have any objections, Seventh Junior Sister?"
"Leading troops in battle is Senior Sister's strong point, so Junior Sister won't say too much. This time, our forces have joined forces, and Junior Sister, I will just provide the manpower and strength, and the rest will all depend on Senior Sister's unified command and dispatch."
Xiyan sat in the hall, lazily leaning on the jade chair, with her right hand under her huge and plump chest to help relieve the burden, and her left hand pinched a pipe and slowly put it into her sexy red lips, took a puff, and then slowly exhaled, the smoke rings lingering in the air, and the mouthpiece could be vaguely seen in the smoke, leaving a touch of intoxicating fragrant red mark.
"You know the temper of Fifth Senior Sister. I haven't seen her for these years. I think she seems to have become even crazier."
Lu Yu, who was on the stage, stepped on high leather boots, put away the small wooden stick and walked down the hall step by step. The high heels of the leather boots made a crisp and pleasant sound on the jade floor.
With a frown on his face and a trace of worry, Lu Yu sighed sadly, "It took quite some time to heal the wound and fully recover the power. I am worried that Master will be tortured by Fifth Senior Sister's perverted methods and may collapse and become mentally disturbed. I thought of setting off to Tianxiang Sea tonight. What do you think, Junior Sister?"
Xiyan tapped her pipe on the side, frowned, and covered her forehead with her delicate jade hand, "Each of them is a worry! Can't you just love and care for Master normally?"
Lu Yu sneered upon hearing this, "It seems that you have no right to say this! If you hadn't provoked the fifth senior sister, there wouldn't have been so many incidents!"
Xi Yan raised her head and puffed out her chest, and said angrily, "It's because you want to turn Master into a woman! Otherwise, why would I invite that witch to come out to help me?"
"What's wrong with Master becoming a woman? Not only can she recover her cultivation, but we sisters won't quarrel!" Lu Yu argued.
"Stop it! You are obviously doing this because of your perverted habit, but you are still pretending to be doing this for the sake of the master and everyone else. It's so disgusting!" Xi Yan stepped heavily with her high heels, breaking the blue bricks, and pointed at Lu Yu's nose and scolded.
"Alright, alright, we have argued about this so many times. If we continue arguing, Master will be killed by Fifth Senior Sister!" Lu Yu curled her lips and waved her hands, taking a step back. "If you don't want to change the woman, then don't change the woman. Anyway, after you get Master Chunxia back, Master Qiudong will be mine, and Master Qiudong will be yours. You are not allowed to do anything too extreme to Master, and you are prohibited from body modification and similar poisons that seduce you. Is that ok?"
"Okay." Xiyan got the benefit, so she let it go and agreed readily.
In the past, her strength was completely suppressed by Lu Yu, and there was no possibility for her to join forces with Lu Yu on equal terms.
As a result, Wu Ji showed up and gave Lu Yu a hidden power, causing Lu Yu to beg Xi Yan to help eliminate the hidden power and save the master together, and promised to share the master's property equally.
This condition made Xi Yan very excited, so she immediately abandoned Wu Ji and joined forces with Lu Yu, completely ignoring the hatred that she had injure her and snatched her master away.
It is said that there are no eternal friends or eternal enemies, only eternal interests. Xi Yan knows this truth very well. As long as she can get the love and companionship of her master, she doesn't mind being a two-faced fence-sitter.
Moreover, after Wu Ji took away her master, she didn't seem to give her any benefits, unlike Lu Yu, who brought her master's letter after taking her master away from her, and arranged for someone to send it back to her subordinates. In comparison, Xi Yan felt that Lu Yu understood the ways of the world better, and was more willing to cooperate with her to deal with Wu Ji.
After discussing all the details of the battle, the two of them took off into the air with a dozen elite soldiers, riding the wind and clouds all the way to the south.
This group of people, at least at the level of Spiritualization, all mastered the art of flying with the wind. They set out from Yupan Peak in Zhongzhou, Hongyan Realm, and rushed to Tianxiang Sea in the southernmost part of Hongyan Realm in less than five days.
When they entered the Tianxiang Sea, Lu Yu's face darkened and he made a gesture. Seeing this, everyone activated their spiritual defenses and formed the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Formation according to the pre-set tactics. They relied on each other and slowly entered Wu Ji's territory.
Lu Yu held the spear in one hand, concentrating on searching for the barrier of Tianxiang Sea. He planned to use brute force to use three powerful dragon-breaking spears to quickly penetrate the barrier and kill in before Wu Ji could react.
But as they flew towards Wangqing Island, they did not feel any trace of any enemy-proof barrier, and doubts slowly emerged on Lu Yu and Xi Yan's brows.
The two people at the center of the Yin-Yang formation looked at each other, and Xi Yan asked quietly, "Could it be that Fifth Senior Sister didn't set up the barrier?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Lu Yu's face was solemn, and she shook her head heavily, "Her skills can sense the dark energy from a distance. As long as she realizes that you have helped me eliminate the dark energy, she will definitely know that we have joined forces, and she will definitely open the barrier to the maximum to prepare for the battle."
"But what is this?" Xi Yan pointed at the peaceful and tranquil Tianxiang Sea below, with a puzzled look on her face, "Why do they look so defenseless? Did they deliberately set a trap to ambush us?"
"Any trap will have clues." Lu Yu turned on the spiritual energy detection to the maximum, then slowly retracted the spiritual energy detection like a radar, slowly shook his head and said, "But there is no sign of traps in the entire Tianxiang Sea..."
Xiyan suddenly had an idea and took out the jade pipe and held it in her left hand. She pointed her right hand at the pipe head and saw a puff of green fluorescent smoke rising up. She shouted, "Go!" and the smoke followed the sea breeze and floated towards Wangqing Island.
A green silk-like smoke floated to a location about three miles away from Wangqing Island. The smoke seemed to be disturbed and suddenly scattered and lost its shape, unable to move forward any further.
"There is indeed a problem." Xi Yan pointed at Wangqing Island and said, "The spiritual energy there is very chaotic, as if someone has cast a powerful spell on that land."
"Could that spell be a trap set by Fifth Senior Sister?" Lu Yu asked in a low voice.
"No, that spell was not her work. I can even feel that the spell was cast to trap her." Xiyan's white and tender fingers made sword gestures, holding the wisp of green smoke as if taking a pulse, closing her eyes and concentrating on sensing it. "If I'm guessing correctly, it should be that Fifth Senior Sister's enemy came and used some strange methods to trap Fifth Senior Sister."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Yu and Xi Yan were both shocked.
The enemies who are more powerful than Wu Ji can be counted on one's fingers. There are only four people in the entire Hongyan world, and they are the other four senior sisters. If Wu Ji was also dealt with, there is no doubt that it must be the work of one of the four senior sisters.
"If the enemy is the fifth senior sister, the two of us can still fight together, but if Master falls into the hands of the four senior sisters, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with." Xi Yan bit her lips hard, biting her sexy red lips white.
"Hurry over and take a look at the situation first." Lu Yu was so anxious that she didn't want to waste any more time. She stepped heavily into the air and shot out like a cannonball, heading straight towards the Forgetful Island.
When everyone arrived above Wangqing Island and saw the scene below, they were all shocked.
There were countless eerie coffins standing on the entire Forget Love Island, each of which was surrounded by dense vines, and from the vines grew enchanting red spider lilies.
Lu Yu took out a dart, infused it with spiritual energy, and threw it at a coffin.
The dart drew an arc in the air, flying back and forth as if alive, cutting off all the vines and red spider lilies surrounding a coffin, and then cutting the coffin into eight pieces, and finally nailing it to the top of the coffin.
Lu Yu raised two fingers and chanted a sword gesture, then shouted in a low voice, "Explode!"
The dart exploded suddenly, blasting the entire coffin board into wood powder, revealing a woman who was so skinny that she looked almost like a skeleton. Her white eyes looked up at the sky without any spirit, and her lower body was covered with filthy things ranging from brown to black. She was dirty and smelly, forming a sharp contrast with the elegant sea view.
"Aren't these the blind maids of Fifth Senior Sister? How did they end up in such a miserable state?" Xi Yan frowned with disgust on her face, pinching her nose and muffledly said, "Let's stay away, don't let the stench drift over and taint my beautiful clothes."
Lu Yu couldn't bear it, so he threw darts one after another, cutting up all the coffins and exploding them. A half-dead blind girl fell out of each coffin, all in such a miserable and filthy state.
Recalling a dart, Lu Yu took back a piece of the red spider lily on the coffin, pinched it in her hand and played with it carefully, saying thoughtfully, "It looks a bit like the red spider lily inherent barrier of Fourth Senior Sister."
"As expected..." Xi Yan glanced at the red spider lily, and thought of the fourth sister Shi Yin in her heart.
The red spider lily is her favorite flower, and the barrier she uses most easily is the red spider lily inherent barrier she created herself.
Out of ten attacks, five times she used this barrier to deal with the enemy. During the Seven Lords' Battle, many of Xi Yan and Lu Yu's best fighters were turned into lunatics who were neither human nor ghost by her Higanbana barrier.
"Fifth Senior Sister doesn't look any better." Lu Yu looked up at the tower and saw that the entire room on top of the tower was covered with thorns and filled with blood-red red spider lilies. She showed sympathy and pity on her face, "I suggest rescuing Fifth Senior Sister. With the combined strength of the three of us, we should be able to have a good talk with Fourth Senior Sister."
"It's the only way." Xi Yan sighed helplessly.
Facing Wu Ji, they still wanted to rob her, but when the enemy turned out to be Shi Yin, they lost their confidence.
It's not that the three of them couldn't defeat Shiyin together, but her abilities were too strange. No one knew how many cards Murong Shiyin, who was unparalleled in talent and intelligence, had hidden.
If they really teamed up to hurt her, with her ruthless and calculating mind, I'm afraid the three of them wouldn't be able to have an easy time.
After two rounds of fighting, Xiyan and Luyu gradually accepted the fact that "the master cannot have it all to himself", so they thought about whether they could have a good talk with Shiyin in a "peaceful" way.
In their opinion, among the several senior sisters, Shiyin is the most rational and reasonable one.
When the Seven Lords fought fiercely, she was the first to come forward and propose to divide the world, which calmed down the monstrous disaster. Therefore, among her fellow sisters, everyone had a good impression of Shiyin.
But these are secondary reasons. What really makes everyone feel that Shiyin is approachable and negotiable is that she is rather cold and rude to the master, and doesn't seem to like the master that much. She is also disabled, so people don't think she will pose a threat to their feelings, so they are more friendly to her.
Lu Yu and Xi Yan thought about their next plan and flew to the outside of the tower room. They saw that there seemed to be a tough spiritual membrane around the tower to resist external intrusion. It was more difficult to deal with than the coffins below, and it was obviously not something that could be broken by darts.
Lu Yu and Xi Yan exchanged glances, and the twenty-four people flew out in a circle like a clock, pointing their swords at the top of the tower at the same time, infusing spiritual energy to slowly break the air membrane, and then reached into the room to help cut and burn the red spider lilies on the thorns. After the room was completely cleaned, Lu Yu and Xi Yan told their men to guard outside, and they flew in at the same time.
The air in the room was foul and smelly. Lu Yu and Xi Yan frowned and looked over, only to find a haggard, refugee-like beggar woman sitting in the corner. She had disheveled hair and was shivering while hugging her dirty, withered legs. Her hoarse voice was intermittent and she was mumbling like a madman.
"I was wrong... Senior Sister, I was really wrong... I don't want to die again... Seven hundred and eighteen times... It's too painful and uncomfortable... Please, Senior Sister... I really can't stand it... I will never dare to treat Master like this again..."
Lu Yu sighed softly, took off his coat, walked forward and put it on the crazy woman. The crazy woman seemed to be in great danger, and her dark fingers kept digging the wall and crying, "Don't kill me again... Please don't kill me again... If you really can't help it... Just give me a quick death... Please..."
Seeing the most beautiful woman in the world of beauties fall into such a miserable state, Lu Yu, who had originally felt resentful, all of it disappeared at this moment. He reached out to touch Wu Ji's dirty and messy hair and gently stroked it, saying softly, "Fifth Senior Sister, I am Lu Yu. I am here to save you, not to harm you."
"Lu...Lu Yu? Sixth Junior Sister?" Wu Ji looked up in disbelief, staring at Lu Yu with her hollow eyes, stuttering, "Aren't you here to rip open my stomach, take out my intestines, and dig out my heart and lungs?"
After hearing her horrifying words, Lu Yu's face twitched and she sighed inwardly, "This barrier created by Fourth Senior Sister is too cruel. Fortunately, I have never offended her before. If this barrier was imposed on me, I am afraid that my soul would be tortured to the point of collapse."
"It's not an illusion, we are the real Sixth and Seventh Junior Sisters." Lu Yu stepped aside, gestured to Xi Yan who was looking amused behind him, and said softly, "Fifth Senior Sister, look, Old Seven is standing here in good health, right in front of you. We have jointly broken the inherent barrier of Fourth Senior Sister, and you don't have to suffer the pain of life and death anymore."
Tears slowly welled up in Wu Ji's dull eyes. She threw herself into Lu Yu's arms and burst into tears. She cried and screamed heartbreakingly, "Sixth Junior Sister, I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry for you! I did such an outrageous thing and you still came to save me. I'm sorry for you!"
Lu Yu gently patted Wu Ji in his arms and looked back at Xi Yan for help.
Xiyan shrugged and sighed, noticing that Wuji's spirit was so weak that she had no resistance to drugs, and flicked her jade finger at the crying and mad Wuji's face.
The crying gradually stopped, Wu Ji's spirit gradually calmed down, her eyelids drooped and she fell asleep.
Lu Yu carried her back to the bed, pulled the quilt over her, and said helplessly, "Looking at this situation, we have to wait until she recovers a little before taking her to ask for an explanation from the fourth sister."
"Alas, I have to be delayed again..." Xi Yan sighed unhappily, "Can't I see Master sooner?"
"In fact, since Master has fallen into the hands of Fourth Senior Sister, there is no need to rush. After all, she is in a state where she cannot do anything with Master." Lu Yu thought for a while and analyzed, "She has ordinary feelings for Master, so she will not do something excessive like us."
Xiyan leaned on the window sill and looked at the endless blue sky and fragrant sea in the distance. She twirled her pipe and exhaled a little smoke. A charming and romantic smell came out of her. She murmured in a low voice, "I don't believe that a girl whose whole family was slaughtered and tortured would not have a trace of lust when she met a handsome boy who was not afraid of the powerful and noble, risked his life, and carried her on his back for thousands of miles to fight."
After knocking the cigarette ash against the windowsill, Xi Yan's face showed a trace of worry.
"Fourth Senior Sister is very scheming. Maybe she is the scariest one after all these years..."