Zongwu: Invincible from Huang Rong

The evil thoughts in Zhan Hongling's heart were suppressed by this voice. Her face flushed, and she sat upright with her legs crossed, her hands folded, pressing on her delta inconspicuously.

Su Yun frowned slightly, "It was expected that Fan Qinghui would show off his skills, but Shi Feixuan's obsession, was it intentional or unintentional?"

Fan Qinghui's strength was not that strong. He had just entered the realm of heaven and man, and it seemed that he had forced a breakthrough, resulting in a loss of both Qi and blood. He only used a little bit of his true Qi, and the color on his face faded a lot.

"Master Fanzhai is very fond of Buddhism. His words can purify the mind and calm the spirit, which is a wonderful thing."

Su Yun complimented casually.

Suddenly he stood up and sat next to Zhan Hongling. It seemed that he was lifting the curtain to look at the scenery outside the window, but in fact, one hand had already fallen on Zhan Hongling's lower back.

Zhan Hongling, whose evil thoughts had just been exposed, still wanted to resist, but Su Yun pressed a finger on her anus. Her body softened and she leaned in Su Yun's arms as if her bones were pulled out, her eyes moving.

"If Commander Su has something to do, my disciple and I can temporarily leave." Seeing the two people opposite him being affectionate with each other, Fan Qinghui's eyes flashed with a shrewd light and his tone was indifferent.

But Su Yun said:

"You and your disciple will encounter this sooner or later, why not..."

Chapter 87: Coercing the Fairy

"You and your disciple will encounter this sooner or later. There is no point in hiding it. It is better to be frank and learn the rules here first."

Su Yun's words were as plain as water.

But to Fan Qinghui and Shi Feixuan, it was like a bolt from the blue.

The master and his disciple took the remaining disciples of Cihang Jingzhai and hid from place to place, and finally arrived in the Ming Dynasty after going through many hardships. They put all their efforts into Ming Dynasty's Cihang Jingzhai, but now they are being treated as playthings?

Shi Feixuan is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, but her mind is in a mess right now. She pinches her dress, purses her lips and remains silent.

Fan Qinghui was furious, but he also knew the seriousness of the matter. Su Yun was a new noble of the dynasty, and was superior to him in both strength and status. Even if the other party spoke rudely, he could not offend him too much.

Therefore, she could only suppress her anger, turned her head away from the other side, and warned:

"Commander Su, please don't forget that we are the Ninth Princess's men. If you do this, I'm afraid you will have a hard time in front of the Ninth Princess after you return to the capital."

"laugh!"

Su Yun sneered, stretched out his hand to lift Zhan Hongling's smooth chin, and their lips and teeth met. The two of them kissed each other passionately. One hand even went around her armpit and kneaded that soft area through her clothes.

Fan Qinghui's face looked ugly, turning pale and blue. He snorted from the tip of his nose, stood up, and pulled Shi Feixuan to leave.

But Su Yun said:

"If a dog living under someone else's roof can't even wag its tail, what's the point of its existence?"

As soon as Su Yun said this, Fan Qinghui became furious. He turned around and glared at Su Yun without caring about status.

"you……"

"Do you think Jiu needs a celestial being like you? If you and your disciple hadn't been attractive and hadn't been recruited as disciples of Cihang Jingzhai, would you still be alive today?"

Su Yun directly interrupted Fan Qinghui's words, hugged Zhan Hongling in his arms, kneaded her bun with both hands, didn't even look at Fan Qinghui, but kept talking.

"You two can get on this carriage not because you have any qualifications, but because I give you two a chance. If you do well and please me, you will have a place in the Ming Dynasty. But if you pretend to be reserved and wait for a good price, and you still want to bully me..."

Su Yun looked up at the two of them, with a mocking look on his face: "One is a beginner, and the other is a great master. Even if I use force, can you resist? But by then, the disciples you brought with you may become the price of the relationship."

Fan Qinghui clenched the Fanxin Sword in his hand, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. After struggling and hesitating, he still pulled Shi Feixuan to sit down.

"I wonder what Commander Su wants?"

"What you and your disciple have, and what I like about you, is nothing more than the master-disciple relationship." Su Yun has been coveting Shi Feixuan for a long time, but he has the upper hand now, so there is no need to choose only one.

"I am not a devil. You two can reconsider. If you don't want to 'feed the devil', you can leave. It's just that the road in Ming country is not easy to walk. The water in the rivers and lakes is too deep. You may not be able to grasp it."

Fan Qinghui's breathing stagnated and her eyes fell on the opposite side, only to find that the clothes on Zhan Hongling's chest had been pushed open at some point, and the pink bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks was pressed in the middle, and the pair of jade peaks that could be held in one hand were being played with, with the naughty red dates squeezing out from between the fingers, being clamped and released.

The master and disciple had never seen such a revealing scene before. They felt uncomfortable all over and shifted their sitting position uneasily, with a blush creeping onto their fair skin.

"Hmph~ Well...bad husband, you just know how to bully me!"

Zhan Hongling, who usually has a strong and cold personality, seems to become a different person after she falls in love. She becomes gentle as water, charming and attractive, just like a beautiful lady soliciting customers in brothels.

A jade hand slid down Su Yun's abdomen, freeing the restless Su Xiaoyun, and couldn't let go.

Zhan Hongling's breathing was heavy, her eyes were full of rhythmic sounds, and her moans were not suppressed at all, as if she wished she could reach the depths right now.

"You're so flirty. You just opened your back and it's still swollen. Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get up?" Su Yun chuckled in Zhan Hongling's ear. He had only taken the dry road and red lips before, and now that the female detective is so proactive, could it be that she wants to take the right path for once?

Zhan Hongling bit her red lips lightly, but was still unwilling to give the red pill. She slid down like a snake, stretched out her small lilac tongue and licked the protruding part.

Su Yun was not annoyed. He stroked Zhan Hongling's back with one hand, pushed aside her skirt, and directly ripped off her shorts, revealing her wet panties.

With the deft manipulation of her five fingers and the stimulation of her true Qi, it took less than an incense stick of time for Zhan Hongling to be blasted with a high-pressure water gun.

After the ejaculation, Zhan Hongling's cheeks were flushed. She looked at Su Yun with a lot of complaints in her eyes. She spit out the poisonous dragon in her mouth and said, "I didn't bring many pairs of pants. If you tear them all off, I will be seen naked when fighting with others in the future!" She was half coquettish and half complaining.

"It's okay. Wear less of these pants in the future. I have prepared a lot of stockings and leggings here. It's convenient."

While Su Yun was explaining, he reached out and nodded Zhan Hongling's head, and his eyes fell on Master Fan Qinghui and his disciple who were fidgeting.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too scorching, the master and disciple's delicate bodies trembled visibly.

His eyes wandered around and finally landed on Fan Qinghui, "Master Fan, have you thought about what to do?"

"..." Sadness slipped from Fan Qinghui's eyes, and she whispered, "I wonder what Commander Su wants?"

Su Yun thought for a moment, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pointed at Zhan Hongling's swaying buttocks and said, "Sit on it, raise your body, and lift your feet up."

Fan Qinghui has an outstanding figure, but Su Yun now wants to humiliate the master and disciple more, and wear away their sense of shame bit by bit, so that he can conquer them faster.

The host sat on Zhan Hongling with an expressionless face. He leaned back as Su Yun instructed, raised his legs, and pressed half of his body on Zhan Hongling.

Fortunately, the female detective was also a martial artist, so she didn't seem to be tired, but her eyes did look a little resentful.

Fan Qinghui also felt a little uncomfortable. This posture not only exposed her private parts, but also left her entire upper body hanging in the air. She could only support herself by pressing her hands on the seat opposite, which also made her proud breasts look even more plump.

"Master fairy, please help your master unbutton his clothes. Um, even take off his bellyband."

Shi Feixuan lowered her head, as if she didn't hear Su Yun's voice.

Fan Qinghui knew that as a disciple, he could not accept such an insult, but now he was at the mercy of others, so what choice did the master and disciple have?

"Feixuan, come on."

Fan Qinghui showed a smile on his face and spoke in a gentle tone, trying to comfort his disciples.

Shi Feixuan bit her red lips, looked at her master with red eyes, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Finally made a choice.

Chapter 88: Sword Heart is Clear, Master Feixuan Pays Homage to the Master

Clang!

A clanging sword sounded in the carriage, and the sword light flashed.

Boom!

The scabbard fell to the ground.

Shi Feixuan's face showed determination. She had already made up her mind that even if she died, she would protect her innocence.

"Feixuan, stop it! Stop it!"

Fan Qinghui's originally red face turned pale with fright and tears flowed down her cheeks. She wanted to turn over to save her disciple, but Su Yun held her feet tightly.

"Master, I'm sorry. I will repay your kindness in my next life!"

Shi Feixuan had made up her mind. The Sekong Sword was placed across her snow-white neck. Before it even touched the skin, tiny wounds appeared. Bright red blood beads flowed down her snow-white neck, which was a very sad sight.

Just as he was about to put the sword across his neck.

But Su Yun said:

"If you die, I will send your fellow apprentice sisters to a brothel, dig out your eyes, and make you watch them suffer torture every day."

Shi Feixuan's hand froze in place.

The eyes that were originally closed had already opened, looking at Su Yun viciously.

"How could you be so evil? I, Shi Feixuan, am solely responsible for all the problems..."

"Who do you think you are?"

Su Yun's blunt words left Shi Feixuan stunned.

He let go of Fan Qinghui, stood up and walked to Shi Feixuan, snatched the Sekong Sword, pinched the blade, and said with a sneer: "It's a good sword, but it's a pity that it was entrusted to the wrong person and matched with a useless master. The pearl is covered in dust."

Shi Feixuan's body swayed, and hot tears flowed down the corners of her eyes. When they flowed across her cheeks, Su Yun raised his hand to stop them.

"Buddhism teaches that form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form. No matter how real the experience is, it is just a coincidence of cause and effect, and it is all false."

"If you are more resolute, you can just cut your neck and sit back and watch the master being humiliated while you wait for your fellow apprentice sisters to fall into hell, unable to live or die."

"If you think more positively, you will think that this is nothing more than a hardship. Just follow my wishes. It is nothing more than a disaster in this world. That's all."

"But you chose the stupidest way, to die to protect your innocence? As the current successor of Cihang Jingzhai, you wanted to die and abandon your master and sister after seeing the decline of the sect. You are really selfish."

Shi Feixuan turned pale after hearing these words. She staggered to the ground, lowered her head, her eyes were dull, and her lips were trembling.

Fan Qinghui turned over and didn't dare to persuade Master Feixuan. Instead, she knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Please forgive me, Commander Su. Feixuan has lived on Emperor Peak since she was a child. She has a peaceful mind and has never been involved in the secular world. Her thoughts are a bit naive. Please be magnanimous and forgive her this time."

Seeing that Shi Feixuan still looked like a living dead, Su Yun said to Fan Qinghui, "If you want me to forgive her, then come here and blow me. If you feel comfortable, I will forgive you. Otherwise, you will be punished together with her."

"Yes, thank you, Commander Su, for your generosity."

Fan Qinghui's body froze, but he looked at Shi Feixuan, forced a smile on his face, and knelt down.

But she was not a member of the Yinkui Sect after all. Although her skills made her as holy as a fairy and her charm flourished, she had never been exposed to such things.

Even though Su Yun kept scolding her, she still had to keep smiling, pinching her knees with her hands to control her emotions, while holding her head high and serving as Su Yun asked.

Tears fell.

It dripped onto the floor, and the splashing water fell onto Shi Feixuan's palm.

Shi Feixuan looked up blankly, and saw her once proud and high-spirited master smiling in humiliation, and suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain.

It’s all because of myself!

If I were stronger, if I had better talent, if I were a third-level celestial being, would the sect be saved? Would they be okay?

Shi Feixuan was very confused, with all kinds of thoughts running through her mind, almost driving her crazy.

Fan Qinghui made rapid progress, but for Su Yun, it was still too difficult.

He simply pressed down Fan Qinghui's head and rushed forward recklessly, completely disregarding the other party's feelings.

By the time he let go of Fan Qinghui with relief, the leader of the white path, who once had great influence on the country of Sui, had already fallen to the ground with his eyes rolled up, coughing from time to time and vomiting something that sounded like cream from his mouth.

The miserable appearance of her master completely angered Shi Feixuan, but she did not lose her temper or speak. She just silently picked up Fan Qinghui and helped her calm down. Then she put her master on the chair and knelt in front of Su Yun.

"What? You want to beg for mercy from them now?" Su Yun looked at the fairy in front of him, whose eyes were filled with determination and deep hatred, and a bit of interest gradually emerged in his eyes.

There are various motivations for people to practice, but hatred is undoubtedly the most effective one among them.

"Please forgive my master and my fellow apprentice sisters, Su Tianren. Shi Feixuan is willing to bear any punishment."

Shi Feixuan's voice no longer had the gentleness of the past, only a bone-chilling coldness and chilliness remained. Her entire body exuded a kind of despair of total hopelessness, but there was still a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes.

In the interweaving of light and darkness, Shi Feixuan's sword heart became clear. She abandoned the path of Cihang Sword Canon and embarked on a brand new path.

The way of swordsmanship that leads to death!

There was a hint of interest in Su Yun's eyes, he wanted to see how far Shi Feixuan could go. As for martial arts, Cihang Sword Canon was one of the four great books for escaping from the Heavenly Demon Strategy, so there was no need for him to add unnecessary details.

But in other aspects, Shi Feixuan is now a blank slate.

"You two have a deep relationship as master and disciple, and you are both willing to die for each other. I am not unkind," Su Yun wiped his hand on the wound on Shi Feixuan's neck caused by the sword energy of the Color Void Sword. With the circulation of his true energy, the wound healed completely, but he did not withdraw his hand. Instead, he stroked the delicate and smooth skin. "As for the punishment, I can't think of it for the time being. It's just that you have to put your status in the right place. You and Fan Qing Huineng kneel before me as slaves. That is my grace to you. Otherwise, you, the people of Cihang Jingzhai, can't even enter the border."

Shi Feixuan's eyes flickered with some fluctuations. She realized that her mood was wavering, and she gritted her teeth and asked:

"May I ask Commander Su, if it is not profitable, would you be willing to accept our group?"

"Profitable? What for? For your sect to offend other countries, for you to be denounced as a cult by Buddhism?"

Su Yun continued to sneer.

Ever since the destruction of Di Ta Peak, Fan Qinghui and her companions embarked on their escape journey, the Buddhist community jointly issued a notice to Ci Hang Jing Zhai, saying that they had embarked on an evil path and were not monks.

But in fact, this Cihang Jingzhai was just a discarded pawn of the Buddhist sect to protect its king!