Zongwu: Invincible from Huang Rong

Yao Yue’s inner demon is [love], so she has not been able to break through to the celestial being level for many years; Lian Xing’s inner demon is [Yao Yue], so she dares not to break through even though she could.

After Su Yun grasped the relationship between the two, the smile on his face was warm, but his terrifying pressure from a saint made his smile dull. At least in Yao Yue's resentful eyes, there was an unprecedented hint of fear.

"Take it off." Su Yun's figure instantly appeared in front of Lian Xing, raised his hand to lift her chin, admired her eyes as bright as black pearls, and smiled brilliantly, but it gave people a devilish feeling. "When I cure you, I will seal all of Yao Yue's true energy and make her become like an ordinary person. Then you can do whatever you want with her."

Lian Xing's breathing became rapid, and she couldn't help but look at her sister with a gloomy face. However, the moment their eyes met, she shrank back like a frightened little rabbit, pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, and used her true energy to shatter her clothes.

On that body as white as mutton-fat jade, the left arm was bent and shriveled, the left foot was slender and black, and the blue veins were like caterpillars. The comparison between the two sides was a complete opposition of ugliness and beauty.

Such a big contrast.

Lian Xing couldn't help crying.

Even Yao Yue felt a little regretful.

However, Su Yun did not hesitate to wrap Lian Xing's bruised hands and feet with his true Qi, broke her bones with the most violent means, and then pieced them back to normal bit by bit. He also cleared her meridians and nurtured her with the power of heaven and earth. It took more than half an hour before Lian Xing's hands and feet could be like those of normal people. If he wanted to make them "symmetrical" on both sides, he would have to pay a price.

Su Yun's hands touched the pair of breasts. The warm touch was as smooth as milk, and the skin was as warm as jade, but softer than jade. "How about it, right here, in front of your sister?"

"Lianxing has never learned these, please forgive me, Su Sheng." When Lianxing saw the shock and disgust on Yaoyue's face, she suddenly felt satisfied. It was worth it to see her sister look like this in her life!

Su Yun bewitched like a devil, "Do you want to see how your sister reacts to you doing this?"

"Take off her clothes!"

Chapter 6: Eat the stars, invite the moonlight in the deep palace

"you dare!"

When Yao Yue heard Su Yun's words, two cold rays of light suddenly shot out of her eyes. Her true energy, as clear as jade, was like a sharp arrow, piercing towards Lian Xing at a speed invisible to the naked eye!

Even though they are sisters, in Yaoyue's eyes, Lianxing is not as important as her own innocence.

Lian Xing was an expert in the celestial realm after all, so she could naturally see Ming Yu's true energy, but she couldn't avoid it at all. Her pretty face suddenly turned pale, and her whole body tensed up with fear.

Just when she was extremely terrified, Su Yun's chuckle sounded in her ears, and there was suddenly an extra weight on her round shoulders. A hand stretched out in front of her from the corner of her eye. Although it was extremely slow, it just happened to hit the Mingyu Qi that was surging towards her!

This scene made Lian Xing terrified. At the same time, she looked at Yao Yue in astonishment and couldn't help but whispered, "Sister?"

“Don’t call me sister!” Yao Yue seemed to have just remembered that Su Yun was at the level of Martial Saint that she had never heard of. For the first time, she felt panic in her heart. She subconsciously tapped the ground with her feet and floated out of the room like a flying wild goose. She was gone, but her voice rang out in the room: “If you have me as your sister in your heart, then cut off your own heart veins to keep your innocence!”

Lian Xing's body trembled slightly, and she almost instinctively wanted to listen to Yao Yue's words and take action. However, when she saw that her left hand was no different from that of an ordinary person, she hesitated - after falling off the peach tree, she seemed to have not walked and lived like a normal person. Now that she finally saw hope, should she really commit suicide?

"Ah~"

A tender exclamation suddenly came out of Lian Xing's mouth. She subconsciously lowered her head and just saw the hand covering her snow-white skin. It was those five fingers that exerted force just now and saved her from the edge of doubt...

Lian Xing had never been so close to a man before. Even with Yu Lang Jiang Feng back then, he was only qualified to talk to them at close range. If she wanted to make some intimate moves, Yao Yue's gaze alone was too much for her to bear. And because of her inferiority complex at that time, she could only plan to make the man she loved roll around with another woman, hoping that he would stay in Yihua Palace longer.

Lian Xing had never felt her mind so confused before. Even when she knew that Jiang Feng wanted to escape, she had never felt so confused. Her mind was confused, as if it had been filled with water and turned into a paste. All kinds of memory fragments flashed through her mind, but she let Su Yun's hand caress her snow-white skin. Seeing the snow-white and bright red between his fingers, Lian Xing felt as if she was drunk. Her body was as weak as cotton, as if she wanted to squeeze into Su Yun's chest.

Su Yun could feel that Lian Xing's body was covered with a thin layer of pink clouds, and her beautiful red lips were slightly opening and closing. He couldn't help but kiss her. His hot tongue was like a greedy treasure thief, unscrupulously taking everything in the other's mouth.

Lian Xing had turned around without her knowing. The clothes on both of them had already turned into fluttering butterflies and scattered on the ground. She greedily sniffed Su Yun's scent. Her mind was empty of any thoughts. She followed her instinct and listened to Su Yun's guidance, experiencing a wonderful experience she had never had before.

Hands, feet, mouth, opening holes, entering the palace...

Thanks to the outstanding physique of a martial arts master, Lian Xing perfectly withstood Su Yun's full firepower. The speed of both parties was incomparable to that of ordinary people, and the endurance was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. They wantonly shed sweat, tears, and silver water everywhere in the room...

"It's too tight, Lianxing is really good!" Su Yun couldn't help but praise Lianxing. She had practiced Mingyu Gong and her whole body was as smooth as jade and soft as water. Her two butterfly petals were as tender as flowers, and the way in was extremely narrow. Not to mention that Lianxing consciously locked it tightly, making the hot passage consciously cooperate with Su Yun's movements.

Finally, Lian Xing couldn't bear it anymore. With a speed of 3,200 revolutions in half an incense stick and a protracted battle for nearly an hour, she could no longer hold on in any sense.

But this is her limit, but only Su Yun's lower limit.

If there is anything bad about martial arts, it is probably that the longer you practice, the more obsessed you become with the progress made in the circulation of your true qi. It is similar to a development game, and seeing your character getting stronger bit by bit, that joy is greater than simple physical communication.

Even though he had been busy all day, Su Yun was just at the starting stage. His energetic appearance even made Lian Xing think that he was practicing some evil skill of replenishing yin and yang.

"I, I can't stand it anymore. I'm too tight and you're too strong. Can I take a break?" Lian Xing's voice was a little hoarse. Tears had already been streaming down her face. Her trembling voice pushed her delicate attributes to the limit.

If it were someone else, they would probably feel guilty and then agree to Lian Xing's proposal out of weakness, or even hug her in their arms and apologize out of heartache.

But Su Yun didn't. He simply hugged Lian Xing's slender waist, let her press her whole body on his chest, and carried her towards the window.

During the process, Lian Xing's legs seemed to have formed muscle memory. She naturally clamped them around Su Yun's waist, rubbing little Su Yun with her swollen petals.

Just when Lian Xing thought Su Yun was going to play some embarrassing games, Su Yun took her down from the waist. She was forced to look outside and saw her sister Yao Yue, whom she thought had escaped.

From the very beginning, Yao Yue was unable to escape from the yard. Or rather, as soon as she went out of the window and left Lian Xing's sight, she was immobilized by Su Yun's true Qi. She had been watching and listening to what was happening in the room. Her face was full of grief and indignation. If the anger and resentment in her eyes could be turned into knives, she would chop at Su Yun and Lian Xing without hesitation. However, contrary to her expression, there was a faint "map" revealed on her holy long skirt.

"Sister?!" Lian Xing subconsciously shrank into Su Yun's arms, with a bit of disappointment and fear in her eyes, but after catching a glimpse of a water mark on her skirt, she became more stunned, as if something in her heart was broken.

Su Yun's gentle voice sounded in his ears again, "Beautiful lady Zhang Sanniang, the moonlight is in the deep palace. Your sister has always been regarded as the fairy Chang'e of Guanghan Palace. Do you think so too?"

Lian Xing nodded subconsciously, a flash of memories and admiration in her eyes.

"You are afraid of her, but you also respect her and admire her. In your heart, she is perfect - God!" Su Yun brought Lian Xing to Yao Yue, the teasing in his eyes became more and more intense, and his voice suppressed the blazing fire in his voice, "Come, pull off her skirt, and see if the holy fairy and proud goddess in your heart are still as pure and innocent after watching the performance of your own sister~"

Yao Yue: “You dare!” Her voice was so stern and fierce that Lian Xing was so frightened that she almost ran away.

But Su Yun's threat was impassable, Lian Xing really didn't dare to move, and she admitted that Su Yun's words did make her feel a little inexplicably excited and curious.

What would the elder sister who had been as cold and arrogant as an iceberg look like now?

She did not follow Su Yun's instructions and pull her skirt down. Instead, she bent down, pinched the hem of her skirt, and pulled it up little by little, revealing her white jade-like calves, slender and round thighs, and her panties with water marks on them!

Click!

Something seemed to break in Lian Xing's heart, and an idea emerged in her mind -

It turns out that my sister is also a human being, and a woman who can get into heat!

Chapter 7: In a narrow space, you can only see the bottom

Flawless white jade!

For the first time, Su Yun felt that flawless white jade could also be used to describe women. The Yao Yue in front of him was as cold and aloof as the Guanghan Fairy. Now that he looked closely, her body was no less beautiful.

But now the goddess is crying.

This extreme contrast makes people feel soft-hearted like never before. When seeing a strong woman crying, normal people will always sigh, "It turns out she also has a weak side."

But Su Yun is not a saint, but an ancestor who does whatever he wants.

He chose to have another performance, still with Lianxing, but the location was changed. They sang loudly on the Chrysanthemum Terrace. At the same time, Lianxing was also responsible for teasing Yaoyue.

"Go, go away! Don't do that... don't suck... ah!!"

"Get out, get out!"

In the lonely courtyard, Yao Yue's crying voice was heard.

at the same time.

Other countries were also discussing how to deal with the rise of the Ming Dynasty.

Qin State.

Since Duke Xiao, the State of Qin had wise rulers from generation to generation. It gradually grew from a bullied barbaric country in the borderland to a powerful country that could not be ignored in the world.

The current King Zheng of Qin was kneeling behind the desk, holding the extraordinary sword Tianwen Luo at his waist. His narrow eyes were slightly closed, and a gleam of light was flickering under his long eyelashes.

There were not many civil and military officials kneeling beside His Highness, only four in total, young and old.

The elderly man sitting in the upper right seat has white hair and the wrinkles on his face cannot hide the age spots that are spreading. He was once a great master who dominated the world, but now his energy and blood have declined to the point that he looks no different from an ordinary person in the acquired realm.

However, it was such a dying old man who firmly suppressed the Qin Prime Minister Lu Buwei and placed him in the left first position, only because his identity and status were too high. He was one of the three nobles of Qin in the past and recommended the great general and old prime minister, Marquis Rang Wei Ran, who was known as the God of Death Bai Qi!

Sitting behind Wei Ran was Wei Liao, the state commander of Qin State, who was also the most outstanding military strategist of his time and was known as Wei Liaozi.

Sitting behind Lu Buwei was the Qin general Wang Jian, who was also a contemporary descendant of the military strategist, but his direction was different from Wei Liao's. He chose to be a general and therefore had made great military achievements.

Compared with other people who have made military achievements but have never appeared here, Wang Jian can sit here not because of his merits, but because he is a genuine Qin man.

The atmosphere in Zhangtai Palace was depressing. On everyone's desk was not snacks, but letters recording all the information that Qin State could find about Su Wuyun.

After a long time, Wei Ran's eyelids, which seemed to be stacked together, opened. In the sunken eye sockets, his eyes were not as cloudy as those of the commander, but instead flashed with shrewdness and calculation. "The net of heaven and earth is pervasive. I was just joking back then. I never thought that the kids back then really gave me a surprise."

The old, bony hands carefully groped the words on the paper. Under the flickering candlelight, the age spots on the back of his hands and forearms looked hideous. "Dying" was not an adjective but a fact for him.

Wei Ran's hoarse voice did not receive any response. His voice echoed throughout the hall, even though it was very soft.

"I accept the fact that the Qin State has bowed its head. After all, I have lived for so long and have lived enough. There is only one thing I hope the King of Qin can agree to."

"Whatever my uncle asks for, I will grant it to him as much as I can." The tense face of King Qin Ying Zheng now softened a little. Su Yun's strength was too strong. The Qin State could not take the lead until it had no way to resist the other party.

But as the King of Qin, he cannot bow his head!

As for the people who can "interfere in other people's affairs" and force him to make Qin bow down, there are not many in the entire Qin State.

Wei Ran is one, and the most qualified, but also the least qualified one. He is a backer of the Chu faction of Qin and the biological uncle of the great-grandfather of the current King of Qin, although he has been away from the center for many years.

Now that Wei Ran was willing to take on this responsibility, Ying Zheng naturally breathed a sigh of relief, and the stagnant atmosphere in the hall also eased a lot.

However, Wei Ran's words directly made the atmosphere tense again - "Cheng Jiao is a good kid, I really like him. He is kind-hearted and cannot die in war. A gentleman who is cautious and self-disciplined cannot die in the house, nor can he die outside the house. He can distinguish right from wrong and cannot die in the daytime or at night."

Cheng Jiao, the half-brother of King Ying Zheng of Qin, was the leader of the Chu and Han factions of the Qin State. He was also the heir who was trained to be the king since childhood. However, everything changed after the emergence of Ying Zheng.

"Yes. After that, he can lead his own troops to conquer other countries and establish his own country."

As he spoke, King Ying Zheng of Qin slightly opened his eyes, and although he quickly closed them again, Wei Ran still saw those pair of red-gold eyes, which did not look like human eyes.

After finalizing the person to take the blame, King Ying Zheng of Qin ordered other important ministers to come in, staged a double act with Wei Ran, and then began to discuss how to contain the Ming Dynasty.

Some people say that we can fight, but not on a large scale. Controlling the intensity of the war will show Qin's attitude.

Some people say that Qin has many enclaves, and it is better to give some of them directly to Su Sheng. What Ming can give, Qin may also give.

Some officials from the Six Nations also felt that they could give up resistance for the time being and wait and see what other moves Saint Su would make.

The prince looked handsome, but looked a bit like a rat. A man stood up and said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, the royal family can bow their heads, which is a sign of respect for the saint; Qin cannot bow its head, which is a dispute between the courts over the fate of the country!"

"Su Sheng and Emperor Ming have a close personal relationship, and even a deep affection between them. However, after Emperor Ming ascends the throne, if he wants to focus on state affairs, he must first establish his own authority. By borrowing Su Sheng's banner and removing his influence, our Qin State can mediate and divide the two.

If Su Sheng is the leader, there are many princes in Ming Dynasty. If they are impeached on state affairs, even if Su Sheng gets angry and takes action, the Ming emperor will lose the support of the people because of killing the royal family. My Qin State has a legitimate reason to act!"

The man's words were sonorous and powerful, and after the last word was uttered, for a few breaths, the entire hall was so quiet that only the sound of shallow breathing could be heard.

Wei Ran's drooping eyelids had long since opened, his burning gaze burning on that man. Firstly, it was because the other party's accent was that of a Chu person, and secondly, it was because the other party's plan would not require any cost to Qin State whether it was carried out or not, not even as much as a pot, and the final result would be good.

The most poisonous strategy in marching and fighting is to cut off food supplies, but the most poisonous strategy in the world is counter-espionage!

What this person proposed was a conspiracy to play with people's hearts! It was a counter-espionage plan that Qin did not need to take any risks!

Under Wei Ran's burning gaze, the man stood up straight and did not retreat. This performance also made Wei Ran very satisfied. He said:

"Young man, what is your name?"

"Li Si, a Chu man, pays homage to Lord Rang!"

Chapter 8: Bugs in martial arts training

Northern Song Dynasty.

The Emperor of Song was skilled in calligraphy and painting, and was indulging in government affairs, so he had many important ministers. That was why, right now, the Emperor of Song was admiring granite, but these ministers were about to start a quarrel.

Because facing the rise of the Ming Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty had already made a choice in advance, and that choice was too humiliating. Not only did it lead to the loss of power and humiliation of the country, but the Song Dynasty was also ridiculed as a "gifted" country.

So they didn't know how to set their annual tribute.

Cai Jing was not qualified to be the prime minister at that time. He was only the prefect of Kaifeng Prefecture. Although he saw the big guys arguing fiercely, he was not afraid at all. He even felt that it was not enough. It would be best if he could kill a few of them so that he could take the position.

It's a pity that scholars won't draw their swords and fight to the death like warriors when the argument gets fierce. They can only spit everywhere.

Cai Jing was about to sigh, but he caught a glimpse of the impatience on Emperor Song's face. He rolled his eyes and suddenly stood up and said to the noisy bosses:

"My dear gentlemen, it's not a good idea to keep arguing like this. Instead of coming up with ideas out of thin air, why not go ask someone?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Prime Minister Wang Anshi, Second Prime Minister Sima Guang, Minister of Planning (i.e. the Transport Commissioner of the Three Departments) Bao Zheng, and Privy Councilor Tong Guan all turned their heads away.

"Ask? Who to ask? Do you, Cai Fuyin, dare to ask that man what he wants?" Although the Grand Secretary Yan Shu did not dare to get involved in the conversation of the bigwigs, he did not hesitate to laugh at Cai Jing.

The ministers of the other six ministries also secretly cursed Cai Jing for causing trouble. After being interrupted by him, those who could make the decision had to start the argument again.

Cai Jing was being stared at by everyone. It was impossible for him to say that he was not afraid at all. However, he thought that the next sentence would determine whether he was a dragon or a worm, so he did not hesitate at all and said directly: "Lei Chun, the young master of Jinfengxiyu Pavilion, this woman was Su Sheng's beloved in the past. Her words may be more accurate than mine. Don't you think so, Master Yan?"

Yan Shu snorted and said proudly:

"She is just a woman from the Jianghu! Moreover, how can we let a woman interfere in the affairs of the imperial court?"

The government hall fell silent in an instant. Even Ouyang Xiu, who was drinking secretly, stared at Yan Shu with wide eyes.