The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

Qing Ji twisted her waist seductively, crossed her thighs and used the most primitive strength to stimulate Wang Chong's vital points.

The tender flesh on the inner thighs pressed tightly together, forming a warm and moist nest. Qingji's leg strength was amazing, and every contraction perfectly enveloped the Noble Phantasm.

The slippery juice flowing from Qingji's garden acted as the best lubricant, making the friction smoother.

"Hmm... Kiyohime's legs... are they comfortable?"

Qingji asked as she increased her frequency, controlling her leg muscles to move rhythmically. This snake-like twisting method was her natural skill.

Wang Chong's breathing became noticeably heavier, clearly beginning to strain at the stimulation. Qing Ji pressed on, swinging her hips back and forth, allowing the Noble Phantasm to slide in and out of the gap between her legs.

After that, she no longer relied solely on the strength of her legs, but used the whole back and forth crushing. Each time, she would sink the treasure deep into her butt crack, then lift it up hard, letting the hot shaft slide from the buttocks to the garden, and finally brush against the engorged jade beads.

"Ah... Master... Qingji is so hungry... I really want your Noble Phantasm to replenish her magic..."

Qingji said this deliberately, hoping to irritate Wang Chong.

She even took the initiative to spread her plump buttocks, allowing Wang Chong to clearly see how her small, garden-like mouth greedily swallowed and exhaled air. The folds of her vagina continued to shrink, and the crystal-clear green juice flowed down her inner thighs.

Qingji's tail, unwilling to be left out, wrapped itself around Wang Chong's magic sack, gently rubbing it. She could sense the magic within was about to burst forth, ready to erupt at any moment.

"Master... you see, Qingji's here is so longing for you, only your big treasure can heal it..."

She turned around and flirted, her waist twisting even more violently. Her buttocks slapped against Wang Chong's abdomen, making a crisp sound.

She lifted herself higher, so that Wang Chong's treasure was almost stuck between her legs. This way, every friction could precisely scrape across her most sensitive spot.

"Haaa... Master... Do you feel its scorching heat? How much it misses you..."

Qingji's moans became more and more wanton, and at the same time she tightened her thighs.

She could feel Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm throbbing between her legs, clearly reaching its limit. Knowing victory was within reach, she twisted her body even harder, determined to drain Wang Chong's magical energy with her own body.

Of course, Qingji herself is not much better and is about to reach the peak.

"Master, please release as much as you can... Wuwuwu!"

Qingji coaxed softly at first, then she felt that she had begun to reach the top. She took this opportunity to hold the treasure with both hands, rubbing it violently while aiming the front end at the mouth of her garden, just touching it without going deep.

"This way...it won't be a foul."

Qingji felt a flicker of joy in her heart, but her subsequent consciousness was completely overwhelmed by the tide of joy after reaching the peak.

"Ugh!!!"

Qingji's delicate body trembled, and the mouth of the garden pot began to spasm.

Especially when you feel that the foreign object that should have entered is right at the entrance, the edges of the pot mouth are like a snake's mouth, clinging to the "prey", fitting tightly, and accompanied by such a strong suction force, stimulating the front end through sucking and wriggling.

At this time, Qingji's dragon tail suddenly tightened the magic storage bag and launched a final attack on the pass.

Wang Chong knew that this was the limit of Qingji's ability, and it had given him a novel experience. Therefore, Wang Chong did not continue to endure and completely released all shackles.

Finally, after a violent tremor, a thick, white spring of magic gushed out, splashing all over Qingji's thighs. Qingji had achieved her wish, successfully accomplishing her goal, and "disturbing Wang Chong's concentration."

The afterglow of reaching the peak made her body weak, so much so that she could hardly stand and fell directly to the ground. Fortunately, because it was made of black fog, falling was like falling on a soft bed.

"Very good, Qingji. You win this time... Tell me, what do you want me to do?" Wang Chong also sat down and looked at Qingji who was lying on the ground, and asked.

"Woo..."

Qingji whimpered for a moment, as if still venting the afterglow of her recent orgasm. Then, lazily, she turned over, her legs forming an M shape, exposing everything about herself to Wang Chong.

"I want the Master to hold me, really hold me...to possess me..."

Qingji said so.

"Aren't you going to think about it again? Are you sure you want to use it for such a simple thing? Even if you don't tell me, I will do it." Wang Chong said with a smile.

"Other things, Qingji can't think of too much. But if what I want the Master to do ranks first in my heart, then it is undoubtedly wanting the Master to love me well and pity me~"

Qing Ji stretched out her hands, pretending to want to be embraced by Wang Chong, and said in a coquettish tone:

"Come on, Master, Qing Ji only wants one thing now, and that is to get the Master's love, and let the Master's love occupy every part of Qing Ji... Wuwu!!"

Before she could even finish her words, a figure appeared and pinned Qing Ji down. It was Wang Chong who had already thrown himself into Qing Ji's arms, kissing her passionately and ravaging her beautiful body.

He then moved his position and pointed the tip of his prepared Noble Phantasm at the depths of Qingji's garden.

"Relax, it will be a little painful at first."

After the kiss, Wang Chong held Qingji's face and said.

“Umm…Ahhh!!!!!”

Qingji just nodded in agreement, and then she felt a sharp pain coming from under her body, which made Qingji's whole body tense up and scream loudly.

A few drops of red fell into the black mist and disappeared without a trace.

Chapter 45 Qingji, I want you to help me practice (Part 2) (Revised)

"It's so boring... I can't fall asleep even if I try to do this."

Elizabeth lay there for a long time with no sign of falling asleep. She sat up and looked at the slowly moving black fog platform. She felt that the platform was only slightly faster than her walking speed.

"At this rate, how long will it take until we meet up with the companions he mentioned... If we keep waiting, it'll be lunchtime. Oh, I forgot, the sun is blocked by the halo."

Elizabeth couldn't help but look up at the huge halo in the sky and said.

"Those two have been in there for a while, haven't they? Are they really not making any sound at all... Could they be taking advantage of the black fog to secretly do something shameful in there?!"

Elizabeth suddenly had this thought in her mind for some unknown reason.

Recalling how Qingji had dared to be so intimate with her own master even in front of the other two before entering the black fog, who knows what crazy things she might be doing now that she is covered by the black fog.

"Too much... too much! How dare this lecherous dragon do such a thing! Don't think you'll be alright just because the black fog is covering it up! If you want to do something like that, do it in a private space!"

Elizabeth was a little angry and was about to ask Qingji in the black fog for an explanation, but she quickly stopped.

"No... It seems like I can neither hear nor see what's going on inside. Isn't that their private space?"

After figuring all this out, Elizabeth suddenly became depressed and lost her motivation.

"And, to be honest, everything that happened before was just my baseless speculation. If they weren't doing anything out of the ordinary, wouldn't it make me look unreasonable if I interrupted them?"

Elizabeth usually treated others as she pleased, but now, facing someone far more powerful than herself, she naturally became more reserved.

Elizabeth glanced at the sleeping Albion again and couldn't help but sigh, "How wonderful it is to be able to sleep so peacefully."

While Elizabeth was sighing, Albion blinked imperceptibly.

"Is there something wrong with this Asian dragon?" Albion complained in his heart.

In fact, Albion was not asleep at all, but was just pretending to be asleep. The reason was that its eyes and ears could not see or hear what was happening in the black fog.

But she also had a very sensitive nose. She could feel the pungent smell of hormones about to overflow, and the pungent smell made it impossible for her to sleep well.

"My father... he's looking for my mother so quickly. One yesterday, another today... Could it be this little Asian dragon cub tomorrow?"

Albion complained in his heart, and looked at Elizabeth who was lying on the black fog again.

……

"Ha ha……"

In the black fog, Qingji was breathing heavily. Although her forehead was covered with cold sweat, it was obvious that Qingji had gradually adapted to the most painful stage.

"I've gotten used to it. Qingji, I'm going to start moving." Wang Chong gently wiped away the tears from Qingji's eyes, patiently waiting for her discomfort to subside. His chest pressed against Qingji's body, and he could clearly feel her rapid heartbeat gradually calming down.

"Does it hurt?"

Wang Chong asked softly, resting his forehead against Qingji's.

Qing Ji nodded slightly, but then shook her head:

"A little bit... But, it's not so hard when the Master is around... On the contrary, finally being united with the Master... Kiyohime feels very happy."

Qingji's legs remained wide open, welcoming Wang Chong's presence. The warm passageway slowly adjusted to the size of the invader, and the slight pain began to transform into a strange feeling of fullness.

Wang Chong began to move very slowly, pushing only a little at a time and then carefully pushing it back in. Qingji's body was wet and warm, tightly wrapped around him. He could feel her trembling slightly, not sure if it was from nervousness or pleasure.

"If you feel uncomfortable, tell me and I will stop."

Wang Chong comforted him softly.

Qingji bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan in her throat. Her ten fingers gripped Wang Chong's back, her nails almost digging into his skin.

As Wang Chong continued his shallow thrusts, Qingji's breathing became increasingly rapid. The pain had completely vanished, replaced by an unfamiliar tingling sensation.

"Master... can... can you go a little faster... I want to feel... ha, feel Master's even hotter love!"

Kiyohime requested, her cheeks turning even redder.

Wang Chong followed his instructions and increased his speed, but he maintained a gentle rhythm. He observed the changes in Qingji's expression, searching and exploring everything inside her. Whenever he touched a certain spot, Qingji would shudder slightly and let out an unbearable nasal sound.

Gradually, Qingji's legs unconsciously wrapped around Wang Chong's waist, pulling him closer. Their bodies pressed together perfectly, each movement accompanied by a soft, clacking sound.

"It's getting so hot inside... The Master's love, Kiyohime can feel it with her body! Ah ha... I'm so happy!"

Qing Ji muttered to herself, her consciousness beginning to blur. At this moment, all that was left was her complete trust and reliance on Wang Chong.

Wang Chong's thrusts intensified, each one more swift and fierce than the last. Qing Ji's body became increasingly filled, allowing him to move freely. She could feel herself gradually falling into this strange yet wonderful feeling.

"Then let you feel the love of your master." Wang Chong whispered in Qingji's ear and then increased his strength.

The slapping sounds gradually drowned out Qingji's suppressed moans. Every time he penetrated deeper, she would involuntarily arch her body, struggling in vain like a fish out of water.

"Hmm...that place...it's weird..."

Qingji's words were fragmented, and every time the treasure passed that place, her delicate body could not stop shaking.

Wang Chong naturally found her sensitive spot, and he deliberately targeted it with his attack. His Noble Phantasm repeatedly penetrated that special spot, causing Qingji to tremble all over. Her flower tightened, sucking in the invader like a small mouth.

"Master... it's too fast... my mind is becoming... unclear..."

Qing Ji panted and begged for mercy, but she also raised her waist to meet him. Her legs were tightly clasped around Wang Chong's waist, afraid that he would suddenly leave.

The petals in the flower path entangled passionately, wrapping around each other layer by layer. Every time they entered and exited, a large amount of clear juice was brought out, and white foam was formed at the place where the two were connected.

"Qingji, you're getting hotter inside..."

Wang Chong breathed heavily, feeling the unprecedented tightness and warmth, and attacked with great force.

Qingji could no longer speak complete sentences, only letting out intermittent moans. Her mind began to wander, and she was only aware of the rise and fall with Wang Chong's movements. The intense stimulation came over her in waves, making her feel like a small boat drifting in a storm.

Wang Chong's thrusts grew more ferocious, each one hitting the deepest point. Qing Ji had lost the ability to think and could only follow his movements with gentle pleasure.

"Qingji... I'm coming again..."

Wang Chong roared, and thrust through with great force a few times.

The scalding magical energy poured into the deepest part of Qingji's body, causing her to convulse. She clung to Wang Chong tightly, reaching her climax as well. A large amount of clear fluid poured onto the treasure, but it was trapped inside her body, preventing it from flowing out.

"So much... so hot..." Qingji panted, feeling the warmth pouring into her body. Her abdomen bulged slightly, filled with Wang Chong's essence.

The two hugged each other to catch their breath, neither wanting to separate. Qingji could feel her honey hole still contracting uncontrollably, squeezing out mixed liquids that flowed down her inner thighs.

Qingji seemed to be addicted. After her strength recovered a little, she started the second round without hesitation.

Qingji was seen crawling on the ground like a puppy. Wang Chong then held Qingji's breasts, kneaded them, and then suddenly thrust his waist forward.

"Ahhh!!! The Master's deep love is about to fill Kiyohime again~!"

Qingji raised her head and cried out with a silly look on her face.

"This time it will be more comfortable than before." Wang Chong said with a smile, holding Qingji's shaking waist.

His Noble Phantasm rammed in relentlessly, stretching the cavern open with ease thanks to the remaining fluid. In this position, he penetrated exceptionally deep, each thrust precisely rubbing against the sensitive spot.

"Ah... Master... It's too deep..."

Qingji's voice was already thick with tears. Her knees could barely support her body, and she only managed to keep herself from falling thanks to Wang Chong's support.

"Qingji is obviously enjoying it, isn't she? Look, she's leaking so much again..."

Wang Chong said with a wicked smile, freeing one hand to reach for the joint, only to feel a wet spot.

Indeed, the remaining liquid had not been completely cleaned up yet, and now it was stirred up by a new round of white foam.

With the intense movements, more and more clear springs overflowed from the hole, leaving silver marks on the inner thighs.

"Ahh... I'm going crazy... The Master is so amazing..."

Qingji's voice was broken, she didn't even know what she was saying. In this position, the Noble Phantasm could penetrate to an incredible depth, and every thrust made her feel like she was in ecstasy.

"Is this unbearable?"

Wang Chong increased his speed, the slapping sound of flesh echoing throughout the room. He could feel the Noble Phantasm tightening once again, as if to drain all of his magic power.