Martial Arts Crossover: My Master is Huang Rong

A warm kiss traveled down her fair neck.

He gently laid her down, letting her lie face down on the soft bed, her graceful, undulating back curves incredibly alluring in the darkness.

His kisses didn't stop, exploring downwards inch by inch.

"Ah, no……"

Zhao Min was struck dumb.

His body suddenly arched upwards.

The tingling sensation emanating from the mysterious valley swept through her brain like a tsunami.

Her hands involuntarily gripped the bedding beneath her, her fingers clenching tightly.

"This is so strange... Lin Xuan..."

Zhao Min's voice was choked with sobs.

Her long, slender legs twisted and rubbed restlessly on the bed.

The spring water overflowing from the depths of the valley had already soaked a large patch of the bed sheet beneath them.

Lin Xuan raised his head.

In the darkness, he gazed at Zhao Min's stunningly beautiful appearance, her eyes filled with alluring charm.

He smiled with satisfaction.

The rapid, delicate breathing, the trembling body, and the muddy, secluded valley.

They are all extending the strongest invitations to him!

Lin Xuan's hand followed her supple waist.

It kept declining.

We arrived at that mysterious garden.

This time, he responded to her desire not with his fingers, but with his actions.

"Ah... Lin Xuan... please..."

Zhao Min completely broke down.

That utterly empty valley yearned to be filled by that massive dragon.

She abandoned all the pride and reserve of the Princess of Dayuan.

Those long, straight, snow-white legs.

It actually parted to the sides on its own initiative, posing as if it were ready to be picked!

"What do you want from me?"

Lin Xuan grinned mischievously and deliberately stopped what he was doing.

"You bad person... You know perfectly well what you're asking..."

Zhao Min was filled with shame and indignation. She turned her head and bit Lin Xuan's shoulder.

"Quick...give it to me..."

Hearing such seductive words that tempt one to commit a crime.

Lin Xuan's waist transformed into a domineering pile driver!

That furious dragon, which had been poised to unleash its power for some time.

With an unstoppable momentum.

From a completely new perspective, without any obstacles.

One shot to the very end, straight to the deepest, most tender place!

The feeling of being completely filled in the Peach Blossom Spring.

Zhao Min's entire disguise, her entire stance, and her entire resistance.

At this moment.

Everything vanished into nothingness.

She hugged the man tightly.

Follow his tempestuous rhythm.

In this boundless night.

Completely immersed in the ultimate bliss of the sea of ​​desire.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The sound of flesh colliding.

Accompanied by the woman's wanton moans.

Within this room, a beautiful melody was composed...

Chapter 377: Parting is Imminent

The autumn wind is getting cooler.

In the following days, under the miraculous catalysis of the Yin-Yang Supplementation Technique and Lin Xuan's shrewd methods,

Zhao Min's heart, which was wrapped in pride and vigilance, was melting away at an extremely rapid pace.

During the day.

Swords flashed in the courtyard.

"Lower your waist by half an inch. This 'Broken Spear Stance' emphasizes striking first after the opponent has moved."

Lin Xuan stood behind Zhao Min, holding her wrist that held the sword with one hand, and naturally wrapping his other hand around her slender waist.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together.

If this had happened ten days or so ago, Zhao Min would have drawn her sword in shame and indignation.

But now, she only blushed slightly and obediently adjusted her posture according to Lin Xuan's instructions.

A charming smile graced her exquisitely beautiful face.

"Minmin is so smart, she understands things immediately. No wonder she's the woman I, Lin Xuan, trained."

Taking advantage of the moment she sheathed her sword, Lin Xuan lowered his head and stole a sweet kiss on her smooth neck, and mischievously gave her a light bite as well.

"Hey...you lecherous scoundrel, you're being indecent in broad daylight."

Zhao Min let out a soft cry, turned her head like a startled fawn, and punched Lin Xuan's firm chest twice with her pink fist.

Although there was a hint of reproach in his eyes, where was his usual sharpness and wickedness?

She's clearly a shy young girl immersed in love, flirting and teasing her sweetheart.

Lin Xuan seized her soft hand and pulled her into his arms.

He rested his chin on the top of her head, greedily inhaling the faint fragrance, and teased her softly.

Zhao Min struggled symbolically for a couple of moments, then leaned limply into his arms.

But when the night is deep and quiet.

Zhao Min's guest room became their paradise.

As the red candles flickered, the true energy of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra flowed slowly between the two bare, pressed palms.

Each time dual cultivation ends, it marks the beginning of another storm.

"Lin Xuan...no...we still have sword practice tomorrow..."

Zhao Min was pressed down by the soft bedding.

Her long, straight, snow-white legs were hung high.

That usually strikingly beautiful face was now flushed with a dreamy blush, and her eyes held tears of longing.

"Practicing swordsmanship is not as important as practicing this."

Lin Xuan gave a wicked smile.

From the very beginning, she resisted fiercely and cursed Lin Xuan as shameless and despicable.

Later, she reluctantly agreed and gritted her teeth and endured it.

Now, under the extreme influence of the "Yin Yang Supplementing Technique," Zhao Min has completely fallen for it.

When she is deeply moved, she will arch her supple waist to meet the impact.

When pleasure overwhelms reason like a tidal wave, she will shout out unrestrained, shameful moans that make her feel ashamed and indignant even when she recalls them during the day.

They were like teachers and friends during the day, and then entwined passionately at night.

In this secluded mountain villa, Zhao Min experienced a sense of ease and sweetness she had never felt before in her life.

Even in some moment of daze, she would deceive herself into thinking.

If time could stand still at this moment, there would be no Yuan Dynasty, no Song Dynasty, and no feuds among the martial arts world.

Just being an ordinary woman, being pampered and bullied by him in such a domineering way, seems... quite wonderful.

pity.

Even the most beautiful dreams eventually come to an end.

That afternoon.

Lin Xuan sat in the study, holding a scroll of secret letters delivered by the Beggars' Sect via carrier pigeon.

The letter contained a simple message: "Master Yilin of the Hengshan Sect has arrived safely at the Hengshan Mountain Gate."

Lin Xuan put down the secret letter, picked up his teacup and took a sip, his gaze turning deep as he looked at Zhao Min, who was standing by the window wiping her longsword with a silk handkerchief.

"Minmin."

Lin Xuan's voice broke the tranquility of the study.

Zhao Min turned her head at the sound, a hint of confusion on her rosy face: "What's wrong?"

"I just received a message from the Beggars' Sect."

Lin Xuan waved the letter in his hand, his tone calm, "Yilin has returned safely to the Hengshan Sect."

Zhao Min's movement of wiping her longsword suddenly froze.

Her once clear and bright eyes suddenly contracted.

Lin Xuan stood up and slowly walked to her.

He reached out his large hand and habitually pinched her fair and smooth cheek.

He smiled and said in a seemingly relaxed tone, "As we promised, as long as Yilin is safe, I will give you your freedom. Now, I should let you go back."

"Let me...go back?"

These four words struck Zhao Min's heart like a muffled thunderclap!

In that brief moment.

Zhao Min's feelings were a mix of emotions, like a turbulent sea!

She thought she would be overjoyed like a bird breaking free from its cage when she heard the news.

After all, she was Princess Shaomin of the Great Yuan Dynasty, and she harbored ambitions to command thousands of troops and to manipulate the martial arts world of the Central Plains.

She was forcibly detained here by Lin Xuan, losing her freedom and even her most precious chastity.

But when the news of regaining freedom actually came from Lin Xuan's mouth...

She felt no joy whatsoever.

Instead, I felt as if my heart had been gripped tightly, and a strong sense of emptiness and pain surged up!

During this period of time.

Ever since Lin Xuan took her body using those almost bandit-like methods.

The relationship between the two can be described as rapidly warming up amidst extreme estrangement, and now they are in the midst of a passionate romance.