Chapitre 2: 3 4 5
Chapter 3: Dragon Lake Changes
"Palace Master, it's windy outside, you'd better go inside to avoid catching a cold."
Qin Yuning looked at the wind and rain outside the pavilion and shook her head slightly. Her beautiful face was filled with worry that could not be concealed. "I am a little worried about Xuan'er. The rain is so heavy. It's better for him to stay on the boat. If he doesn't have time to go down the mountain, I'm afraid he will get sick from the rain."
Lu Zhongming immediately comforted him, "Xuan'er has practiced martial arts since he was young, and his body is very strong. The Palace Master does not need to worry too much. Besides, he may already be on the boat now."
A flash of lightning split the dark sky, like a signal, followed by lightning one after another, and a deafening roar came from the sky.
Lu Zhongming looked at the low sky with some doubt on his face.
"Speaking of which, this rainstorm came so suddenly, without any signs, and the wind and rain were accompanied by such thick fog, which was unprecedented."
Qin Yuning suddenly remembered something and said uncertainly, "When I was a child, my father mentioned that since my ancestors built the palace on Penglai Island, there would always be a storm with lightning and thunder, accompanied by thick fog, without any warning, every hundred years or so. It is somewhat similar to the current situation. My father said that it was the Dragon King going out to sea, causing a strange phenomenon in the world."
Lu Zhongming laughed when he heard this. "Dragons are just legends left by our ancestors. Who on the mainland has ever seen a dragon? The so-called dragons on the Western Continent don't count. They are just big lizards. Even the so-called flying dragons are just big lizards with wings. They are completely different from the dragons described by our ancestors."
At this time, the old housekeeper, Uncle Hua, came over in a hurry.
"Palace Master, the fishermen outside said that the sea water rose as soon as the rainstorm started. The sea level is now very high and has already flooded the shore. In the past, no matter how high the tide was, it could not reach the shore. The fishermen have never encountered such a situation. They are all panicked. Many small fishing boats have been overturned and sunk into the sea. At present, only the larger boats in our palace are still stable."
Qin Yuning frowned slightly when she heard this, "Uncle Hua, tell everyone not to panic. The palace will have its own arrangements after the storm is over."
"Yes, ma'am, I will go and comfort them now."
Lu Zhongming murmured, "What a strange thing! Could it be that the Dragon King really went out to sea?" He felt that his own thoughts were ridiculous. "How is it possible?"
Qin Yuning looked at the howling wind and rain outside the pavilion, wondering what she was thinking.
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"Roar!"
At the moment when the cabin was reduced to sawdust, two shadows, one large and one small, collided in the air.
"clang!"
The sound waves, like the sound of metal intersecting, instantly dispersed the wind and rain, and a circular rainless belt strangely appeared on the ground. The two shadows suddenly separated, and Lin Zixuan, who was knocked to the ground by two consecutive loud sounds, froze when he saw the scene in front of him.
Its huge body, nearly ten feet long, was covered with layers of black scales, and a strong fishy smell filled its nose. Its four claws were strong and powerful, and two long whiskers fluttered in the wind beside its mouth. Its two huge horns on its head were forked, and one of them was broken off. At this moment, it had red eyes like lanterns, revealing a fierce look.
A fear that seemed to be rooted deep in his body and was innate was triggered by the monster in front of him. Lin Zixuan felt that his blood seemed to freeze, his breathing stagnated, and a trembling feeling swept through his body, and his body began to tremble violently.
"dragon!"
He almost used all his strength and clenched his teeth to say this word.
The appearance of the dragon completely overturned Lin Zixuan's previous understanding of things.
"Stand behind me."
At this moment, a man's cold shout came from my ear.
Lin Zixuan quickly stood behind the man.
Only then did he realize that the rusty sword in the man's hand had disappeared, replaced by a gleaming luster like gold, and a tadpole-like inscription appeared in the center of the sword.
Lin Zixuan was a very intelligent person. He had read all kinds of classics since he was young, even the difficult texts from the Western Continent, but he had never seen this kind of text.
He stood there in a daze. Just now, the man seemed to have fought with the dragon, and the speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye...
The man said in a deep voice.
"The devil dragon, the most powerful creature in the world, a real dragon. I will entangle it, you must leave as quickly as possible, and you must not stop."
Lin Zixuan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not afraid. We can definitely defeat it together."
The man shouted coldly, "Don't be stupid, you are too weak. The power of the dragon is beyond your imagination." After a pause, the man slowed down his voice, "Take good care of your mother."
Lin Zixuan looked at the man's tall and majestic back, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
The black dragon opened its bloody mouth and roared, like a thunderclap. Lin Zixuan felt a pain in his eardrums, and the next moment he heard the man yell, "Go!"
Lin Zixuan ran as fast as he could, using his Qi that was beyond his previous peak state, and fled into the forest.
There was a sharp sound of metal clashing behind him. He didn't need to look back to know that the man had fought with the dragon.
The dragon roared with anger. Lin Zixuan had already run a hundred feet away, but he could feel the heat behind him getting hotter and hotter. He couldn't help but look back. The scene in front of him shocked him greatly.
The dragon's mouth spewed out dark blue dragon breath, and wherever it went, trees instantly caught fire, and even wet rain could not put out the fire.
The dragon roared continuously, and several long sword marks were very conspicuous on its huge body, and its black scales like steel were cut open.
Astonishing momentum burst out from the man, his expression was grim, and the golden sword in his hand collided with the dragon's giant claws many times.
Lin Zixuan was shocked on the spot.
From childhood to adulthood, among the people he had met, the one with the highest martial arts skills was firstly Master Qingyi of Shushan, followed by Qin Yuning and Lu Zhongming. Their martial arts skills were so high that in Lin Zixuan's eyes, they were beyond the secular world.
However, the martial arts displayed by the man in front of him have surpassed the limits of "human".
The rainstorm in the sky stopped abruptly when it was ten feet away from the man's body. His body turned into a phantom and pounced towards the dragon at a ghostly speed.
The brilliant and bright light blooms in the dark twilight.
The dragon was suppressed by the man and fell into a disadvantage.
For a moment, Lin Zixuan was so shocked by the shocking scene that he even forgot to run away.
At this moment, something strange happened.
The dragon's cold eyes were cast from a hundred feet away, and Lin Zixuan instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His body froze strangely, and his legs seemed to be frozen in the ice and snow, and he actually lost consciousness.
The dragon's tail swept across, and the man blocked it with his sword. Although he was not injured, he was swept more than ten feet away.
It left its opponent behind and pounced on the ground with its huge claws. Its huge dragon body actually flew off the ground several feet high and flew towards Lin Zixuan at an unimaginable speed.
The legend turned out to be true. The magic dragon was clearly not like the so-called flying dragons in the West, with wings on its body, and its huge dragon body could fly in the clouds.
This terrifying scene made Lin Zixuan scream in his heart, it's over!
The dragon rose and fell in the air a few times before arriving in front of Lin Zixuan. However, his body was completely unable to move, and he could not help but lament, "My life is over!"
The man in the distance landed on the ground and saw this scene. He immediately shouted: "Wangcai!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow rushed out from the side of the forest, leaped high, and landed on the back of the dragon. Its sharp claws and teeth attacked the dragon without hesitation.
The dragon roared angrily and turned back to attack the dog head-on.
Wangcai was hit by the dragon's huge claws with all his strength, and was immediately knocked into the forest at a faster speed than before, and his life or death was unknown.
"Wangcai!"
Lin Zixuan's eyes turned red. The dragon was already in front of him. It was too late to escape. In addition, he was furious. Without thinking, Lin Zixuan drew out his sword and stabbed the dragon's eyes with all his strength.
A crisp "ding" sound exploded like thunder in Lin Zixuan's ears.
Facing a legendary creature like the demon dragon, this sword filled his entire body with true energy, and was indeed Lin Zixuan's most powerful sword.
This sword strike, no matter what the result, will instantly exhaust his true energy. Even if he cannot injure the dragon, he will at least repel it.
However, the dragon just waved its claws lightly, and the sword broke instantly.
Then, Lin Zixuan felt his body being hit hard by the dragon's tail. He looked up to the sky and spat out a large mouthful of blood. Before he passed out, he seemed to see a golden sword light, accompanied by a man's roar, flying towards him and hitting the dragon.
The rain is falling.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Zixuan woke up.
It was Wangcai who licked him awake. Lin Zixuan was shocked to see Wangcai covered in wounds.
He sat up, his back was in great pain from being swept by the dragon. What came into view was a devastated forest, but there was no trace of the dragon at all.
The rainstorm has gradually stopped, but the drizzle is still falling, and there is silence all around.
Lin Zixuan pulled out the man's sword from a huge rock with great difficulty. The golden blade had turned rusty again.
Most of the surrounding trees were destroyed.
The top of the mountain not far away looked like it had been cut off by a huge sharp weapon, and the cut surface was extremely smooth.
Lin Zixuan looked at all this in bewilderment.
He looked at Wangcai and asked, "Wangcai, where is my father?"
Wangcai's body was covered with scars, the most conspicuous of which was the deep claw marks left by the dragon on his abdomen.
In response, Wangcai let out a few mournful cries.
Lin Zixuan seemed to have lost all his strength and sat down heavily on the ground.
After a while, the severe pain in his back eased a little, and Lin Zixuan said to the dog beside him: "Wangcai, stay here, don't leave, I'll go find him and be back soon."
Wangcai lay on the ground and responded.
Lin Zixuan returned to the lakeside. Everything around him was quiet. The dark clouds in the sky had gradually dispersed, and the rain had gradually stopped. It was hard to imagine the violent storm, lightning and thunder not long ago.
As the sky gradually darkened, Lin Zixuan found nothing. The man and the dragon seemed to have disappeared from this world without a trace.
He returned to the cabin, which had been shattered by the dragon's roar. The ground was in a mess. Lin Zixuan was still unwilling to give up, and searched the ground for a long time, but only found a small blue bag.
He opened the small bundle, and the contents were simple: an exquisite velvet coat and two paintings.
Lin Zixuan recognized this coat. It was made by Qin Yuning for the man after they got married, spending many days and nights making it herself.
Lin Zixuan unfolded one of the paintings. The picture was from top to bottom. In the painting, Lin Zixuan was practicing swordplay with Wen Renwan in the garden, while Qin Yuning was sitting in a pavilion nearby, watching leisurely.
He stared at the painting blankly. He remembered the day in the painting. However, Lu Zhongming was also there that day. He and Qin Yuning were drinking tea and watching the painting together in the pavilion.
That happened a year after the man left. How did the man know and draw it?
The characters on the painting are lifelike, and the technique is completely different from ordinary paintings. The colors are rich and the characters are real, which is unprecedented. The painting method seems to be quite similar to that of the Western Continent, but even better.
Lin Zixuan unfolded another painting. In the painting, Qin Yuning was wearing a white long dress and sitting quietly in the pavilion. The whole painting was very finely carved. Lin Zixuan could even see that Qin Yuning in the painting was looking into the distance quietly, with a trace of sadness between her eyebrows, which was very different from her usual lively image.
At this moment, Lin Zixuan finally understood.
He loved her deeply.
These two paintings were drawn by the man when he secretly went back to see them.
For some reason, Lin Zixuan suddenly remembered that sunny afternoon when he was a child. He was in the garden and a man was riding on him like a horse. He rode on the man's back and shouted excitedly.
Qin Yuning, who was standing by, watched the father and son playing with a smile on her face.
Tears covered Lin Zixuan's face.
Once upon a time, he hated that man, hated his incompetence, hated his lack of ambition. He pushed his beautiful mother to another man in vain, breaking up the originally happy family.
But now, he doesn't hate men at all, because he is not a coward, but a man who stands tall and proud.
He only hoped that he could hear the man's cynical voice again, calling him "Dad" louder.
Lin Zixuan's mind was empty.
He knew vaguely that all this was impossible.
He carefully put away the small bag, took it with the sword, and returned to the original place. Wangcai looked extremely weak, so Lin Zixuan carefully bandaged it first, then hurriedly left with it in his arms.
Wangcai was seriously injured, so Lin Zixuan did not dare to stay. Fortunately, his injury was not serious, and he recovered some of his energy. At noon the next day, he finally crossed Longhu Peak.
A crisp chirping sound was heard, and then a fiery red bird flew to Lin Zixuan's shoulder.
It turned out that after the dragon appeared, the little skylark, who was so scared that he didn't know where to run away, actually found Lin Zixuan accurately.
The little skylark jumped up and down on Lin Zixuan's shoulder. After Wangcai called weakly twice, it finally calmed down.
Seeing the little skylark, Lin Zixuan was a little surprised, but when he thought of its original owner, he suddenly fell silent.
The boat that Lin Zixuan came on was still there. Seeing Lin Zixuan from afar, several servants on the boat immediately ran over.
When they saw Lin Zixuan's embarrassed appearance, several servants were shocked.
"Master, are you injured?"
"I'm not in the way. Hurry up and prepare the medicine. I want to change the medicine for Wangcai."
"Yes, Master, I will prepare it right away."
There were five or six people who came with Lin Zixuan, and they were all in a panic.
"Master, you are finally back. You don't know how worried we were."
"Yes, Master, yesterday's rainstorm was really terrible, with thunder and lightning, and the sea water surged so fast that it was scary. Master went up the mountain alone, and we were so worried."
Everyone was talking about yesterday's vision.
According to legend, dragons can overturn rivers and seas. Lin Zixuan knew in his heart that it was caused by the magic dragon, which has extraordinary power to influence nature.
He didn't know whether the dragon was alive or dead, but he would not tell anyone about it, because if the man said it, no one would believe it.
After changing the wound medicine for Wangcai and bandaging him, Lin Zixuan also took medicine for his back which was hit by the magic dragon. He suddenly felt tired. When he closed his eyes, various images kept flashing in his mind.
After he fell into a coma, the man had a shocking showdown with the dragon.
He really wanted to know why the man, who clearly possessed extraordinary martial arts, hid it from everyone.
He has been guarding Longhu Peak for several years. How did he know that a demon dragon would appear at Longhu Peak? What is his true identity?
And this sword...
Lin Zixuan stroked the seemingly rusty sword. He had played with this sword a lot when he was a kid. It was nothing special except that it was a little heavy.
However, when the man picked up the sword, it glowed like gold.
Lin Zixuan knew that this was definitely not an ordinary sword, but even the knowledgeable Qin Yuning called it a broken sword, which meant that the origin of this sword was mysterious.
Thinking of this, Lin Zixuan couldn't help but sigh.
"Dad, who are you..."
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It was already late at night when Lin Zixuan returned to the palace.
The maids wanted to inform the palace master, but were stopped by Lin Zixuan.
"It's late, don't disturb my mother's rest. I will greet her tomorrow morning."
"Yes, sir."
The maids were a little curious, looking at the dog held in Lin Zixuan's arms. Some maids who had been in the palace for a long time recognized that the dog was raised by the previous male owner of the palace. Since he took it away, they hadn't seen this silly dog that liked to run around in the palace for a long time.
Lin Zixuan returned to his own small building and brought Wangcai to his room. He was exhausted both physically and mentally and slept until dawn.
Early in the morning, Xing'er came into the room carrying a basin of water.
"It's dawn, the young master got up, and the lady asked you if you were back early in the morning. Hey, Wangcai, it's you. I heard them say that the young master brought you back. Oh, how did you become like this?"
Wangcai was seriously injured and even had difficulty walking, the maid chirped, and he just hummed a few words and then closed his eyes and lay down again.
Lin Zixuan had just finished washing up when he heard Xing'er calling from outside the door.
"lady."
Qin Yuning, wearing a long green dress, walked in gracefully.
"My child greets his mother."
Qin Yuning's face changed immediately after she stepped over the threshold, "Xuan'er, you are injured."
Her eyesight was so sharp that she could tell from the slight difference in Lin Zixuan's walking movements that he had a back injury.
"It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious, please don't worry." Lin Zixuan said quickly.
Qin Yuning gently stroked Lin Zixuan's back and said distressedly: "Does it hurt? If I had known earlier, I should have let Zhongming go with you."
"The child took the medicine and will be fine in a few days."
The two sat down at the table. Qin Yuning kissed Lin Zixuan on the face and said, "I'm glad you're okay. I've been a little uneasy these past two days and have been worried about you. I'm relieved now that you're back."
She then said, "It's this stupid dog again. How did it get hurt like this?"
Wangcai saw his former mistress, struggled to get up, walked over with difficulty, let out a low cry, and gently rubbed his big head on Qin Yuning's slender legs.
Qin Yuning hated this dog, saying that when it ran around, its tongue would wag around, and it was a complete fool. She never liked it, and even didn't like Lin Zixuan playing with it when he was a kid, saying that it would make it stupid.
But surprisingly, this time Qin Yuning did not kick it away, but stretched out her slender hand and gently stroked its head, her eyes showing tenderness.
There is no disgust at all.
Wangcai enjoyed the touch of his mistress for the first time and closed his eyes comfortably.
Qin Yuning asked casually, "Xuan'er, where did you find Wangcai?"
Lin Zixuan's heart sank. He could tell that Qin Yuning seemed to be asking indifferently, but in fact, she was asking casually on purpose, which just showed that she cared.
Lin Zixuan's heart was broken at the moment, but he couldn't show the pain on his face.
He smiled and said, "I found Wangcai on the mountain. He fell down the mountain and got injured, so I brought him back."
Qin Yuning was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Take good care of it. Wan'er will be back in a few days. Since you got a little skylark this time, she will be very happy. With Wan'er's beauty, there must be many young men pursuing her in Bailu Academy. Don't think that you can get the moon first just because you are close to the water, understand?"
"I know, mother."
"Wait for your injury to heal in the next two days, and when Wan'er comes back, I have an important task for you."
In the past, Lin Zixuan would have been very motivated when he heard that he could do something for his mother, but today, he just nodded and said calmly: "Don't worry, mother, I will complete the task with all my heart."
Qin Yuning patted his cheek and said with a smile: "This is my good son. Have a good rest today."
After Qin Yuning left, Lin Zixuan sighed dejectedly.
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Lu Zhongming strolled in the garden, and the servants and maids along the way would stop and greet him respectfully when they saw him.
He likes this master-like feeling.
Walking through the long garden corridor and following the long row of palace lanterns, an elegant pavilion appeared before our eyes. In the night, lotus flowers were blooming brilliantly in the green lake surrounding it under the illumination of lanterns.
In the pavilion, the sword lady Qin Yuning sat looking at the lake, her emerald green long skirt dragging on the ground, her graceful figure like a goddess descending to earth, her skin as white as snow, her red lips as beautiful as water, showing all kinds of charm, the scenery is really beautiful and the person is even more beautiful.
Lu Zhongming's heart warmed as he watched, and he waved away the maids one by one, then walked away.
"What is the Palace Master looking at so intently?"
Qin Yuning didn't look back, but said calmly: "I didn't see anything."
Lu Zhongming noticed that she seemed to be in a bad mood, so he asked, "I heard that Xuan'er came back last night, why can't I see him all day?"
Qin Yuning then turned around.
"Xuan'er got hurt while catching skylarks. I asked him to take a good rest in the next two days. What are you looking at?"
Lu Zhongming chuckled: "Look at you, no matter when, the more you look at the Palace Master, the more beautiful you become. Even the goddess in heaven is no different."
Qin Yuning glanced at him and said, "You are a martial master, but you don't act like a decent person."
"Wu Zong is also a man. As long as he is a man, he will bow down to the Palace Master."
Qin Yuning finally uttered a "puff", "You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."
Her smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, and the whole world became brighter.
"Palace Master, you are so beautiful..."
"You say I'm beautiful, but where are you touching..."
It turned out that while Lu Zhongming was talking, his left hand had already touched one of Qin Yuning's slender legs through her skirt.
"You are beautiful from head to toe, Palace Master. You have no idea how hard I have endured these past few days. Now that three days have passed, tonight we can..."
"Oh, the three-day deadline is until midnight tonight, you're dreaming. What the hell are you doing taking someone's shoes..."
As he spoke, Lu Zhongming actually reached under her skirt and took off one of Qin Yuning's green embroidered shoes. He then held her delicate feet in his hands through her lace white socks and began to play with them carefully.
After being disturbed by him, Qin Yuning's mood was no longer as gloomy as before.
And Lu Zhongming quickly followed suit and took off the other embroidered shoe under her skirt. A pair of slender legs were held in his arms, and Lu Zhongming's hands were caressing back and forth between her slender feet wrapped in white socks and her round calves under her skirt.
Qin Yuning felt a tingling sensation in her heart as he touched her. Through the thin white socks, she could feel that Lu Zhongming's male part was as hard as an iron rod.
Qin Yuning's heart began to beat violently, and tears were about to drip from her beautiful eyes.
Looking at the man's fiery eyes, I'm afraid he will torment me until late at night again.
Chapter 4: Cultivation Technique
Lu Zhongming was full of energy. Two and a half years ago, he had admired Jian Ji for a long time. He stood out from the crowd of heroes, won Jian Ji's favor, and became her lover.
When Lu Zhongming first stepped into Jian Ji's bedroom, facing Jian Ji, whose appearance and figure were like a goddess, that night, his energy and desire seemed to be endless, and he fucked her over and over again on the bed, enjoying Jian Ji's flawless and moving body to his heart's content.
Jian Ji also experienced his strong male power, and in the next half month, the two of them were like a couple, making love in bed every night.
Every night, Lu Zhongming would ejaculate more than twice inside the goddess before he would stop. He did this every night for more than half a month. You can imagine how strong his energy was.
Lu Zhongming hadn't slept with Jian Ji for three days, and he was already feeling very uncomfortable.
He had already rolled up Jian Ji's long skirt, revealing two white and tender legs. Lu Zhongming kissed her calves a few times, sniffing the faint fragrance from her legs, with an intoxicated look on his face: "Palace Master, your legs are so beautiful."
Qin Yuning rolled her eyes at him in reproach, "You look so dead, why is there anything good about kissing someone's legs?"
Lu Zhongming touched and kissed Qin Yuning's round calves and slender feet as if he was playing with some precious treasure, and said, "The Palace Master's legs are the most beautiful in the world, fragrant and tender, warm like jade, and white like pearls."
Qin Yuning's eyes were full of seductiveness when she heard this. "Is she really as beautiful as you said?"
Lu Zhongming answered very seriously: "Really."
Qin Yuning took her beautiful legs out of Lu Zhongming's arms, put on her embroidered shoes, and leaned close to Lu Zhongming's ears. Her red lips left a sweet kiss on his face, and she said, "Seeing that you said it so nicely, you always wanted me to help you with my feet, so I'll make an exception tonight."
Lu Zhongming felt a burning sensation in his heart when he heard this.
In the past two years of loving each other with Jian Ji, the two have become as close as husband and wife, but in bed, Jian Ji has always refused to help him with her mouth and feet, which makes him very regretful.
Sword Princess took the initiative to ask tonight, how could Lu Zhongming not be excited?
What Lu Zhongming didn't know was that Qin Yuning had always refused to masturbate him with her mouth and feet because there was a man who liked it very much in the past, and he was the only man she was willing to do it with.
The two of them returned to the palace hugging each other.
Lu Zhongming hugged Qin Yuning's soft and delicate body, smelling the fragrance coming from her body, and the meat stick under his crotch was as hard as iron.
He hugged Qin Yuning and kissed her for a while, then he impatiently untied his belt and took off his pants.
A huge dark cock suddenly popped out, and a strong masculine scent rushed towards her. Qin Yuning blushed slightly, and her heart was fluttering. She took off her shoes and got on the bed.
One of the slender feet wrapped in white socks was placed horizontally behind Lu Zhongming's penis, and the other small beautiful foot was stepping on the shaft, forming a front-to-back attack posture, and then began to rub it slowly.
Lu Zhongming shivered as he was rubbed by her warm and tender feet.
He half sat on the bed, looking at the dream goddess of countless men on the mainland, who was carefully and meticulously rubbing his penis with her jade feet, and a strong sense of pride arose spontaneously.
Many men on the mainland can dream of having sex with her, but only he, as one of the three great martial masters, can enjoy the endless happiness.
Qin Yuning rubbed it for a while, and seeing that Lu Zhongming was already panting, and the penis under his feet was as hard as an iron rod, he knew that he was about to come, so he increased the speed of his feet. Sure enough, after a while, Lu Zhongming could not resist, and the penis began to jump violently.
It happened in a flash. When he ejaculated, Qin Yuning quickly pressed the sole of her foot against the blunt head of his big rod. The white semen immediately sprayed on the sole of her foot, soaking her white socks.
Lu Zhongming showed an unsatisfied look, holding a wet cock, but his virility was not extinguished at all.
"The Palace Master's skills are truly beyond my expectations."
Qin Yuning rolled her eyes at him in reproach, took off her socks, loosened her belt slightly, and took off her green dress.
Lu Zhongming was lying on the bed. As the stunning beauty in front of him undressed, a white and jade-like perfect body appeared before him.
He was about to get up, but the beauty held him down with one hand, "Lie down, I'll be on top."
Lu Zhongming knew Jian Ji's style of doing things very well. If the beauty said she wanted to be on top, she must be on top. If you dare to turn over and press her under you, you will be kicked off the bed immediately, and it will be difficult to climb up again.
The name Penglai Sword Lady is not for nothing.
Qin Yuning found the right position and sat down with her hips. Lu Zhongming immediately felt himself entering a tight, moist, warm honey hole. The feeling of having his penis tightly wrapped in all directions was as moving as it could be.
Qin Yuning began to twist her soft waist, and her red lips slightly opened, her breath was as sweet as orchid, and a moving moan like the sound of nature came out of her mouth.
Lu Zhongming held her slender waist with one hand and caressed her tall and round breasts with the other.
The soft and full round breasts were tightly grasped by five fingers. The delicate and round fullness made Lu Zhongming love to rub them vigorously.
As the night deepened, the quiet palace was filled with spring colors.
The two of them had sex on the bed for nearly half an hour, changing positions one after another.
Finally, Lu Zhongming turned over and pressed Qin Yuning under him, while he placed her long legs on his shoulders and thrust his penis deep into Qin Yuning's body.
At the moment when Qin Yuning reached the peak of her sexual desire, Lu Zhongming's impact speed also reached its peak, and the sound of "pa pa pa pa" continued, making Qin Yuning feel like she was dying.
After Lu Zhongming shot countless sperm deep inside Qin Yuning's body, the two of them embraced each other and kissed tenderly on the bed, their lips and tongues entwined, enjoying the afterglow of passion.
After a while, their lips parted, and Lu Zhongming looked at the beauty's rosy face and said emotionally: "She is so beautiful, Palace Master, please marry me!"
Qin Yuning was stunned for a moment, looked into his eyes, and then laughed, "What is this, a marriage proposal?"
Lu Zhongming said sincerely: "Since the first time I saw the Palace Master, I have made up my mind to marry her. Now, we are as close and loving as husband and wife. I beg the Palace Master to agree to my request."
There was a silence.
Qin Yuning said, "You also said that we are already like husband and wife, why should we be entangled in the so-called marriage contract?"
Lu Zhongming looked at her and said, "Because I want everyone on the continent to know that Jian Ji is officially marrying me, Lu Zhongming."
"I need to think about this matter again." Qin Yuning said calmly.
Lu Zhongming wanted to say something but stopped himself, but seeing that she suddenly lost interest, he had no choice but to swallow his words.
He was a little anxious.
This was not the first time he proposed to Jian Ji. As early as the second month of their relationship, he proposed to Jian Ji, but was rejected by her. At that time, their relationship was very passionate, so he did not take it seriously.
The two had been together for a long time. Lu Zhongming often had sex with Jian Ji, and he always ejaculated inside Jian Ji, but Jian Ji never showed any signs of pregnancy.
He couldn't hold back any longer, and finally one night he asked Jian Ji to bear him a child, but was rejected mercilessly by Jian Ji, and he finally felt a sense of crisis.
Lu Zhongming was puzzled.
Jian Ji is in her prime, at the most beautiful moment of a woman's life. Both of them are top masters. If she is willing to give birth to a child for Lu Zhongming, the child's talent will definitely surpass Lin Zixuan.
It would be a great thing for both him and Penglai Palace, but he couldn't understand why Jian Ji rejected him again and again.
If Jian Ji had not already offered her noble body to him and become his woman, Lu Zhongming would even doubt whether she still had feelings for her ex-husband.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhongming was really distressed.
In the next few days, Lin Zixuan did not leave the house. His father's whereabouts were unknown after the battle with the dragon, and he might have met with an accident.
This speculation made him feel extremely depressed, and he lost interest in the martial arts that he had always been passionate about.
I stayed in the room all day, accompanying Wangcai.
That day, he took out the coat from the bag left by his father. Wangcai, who was sleeping on the ground, suddenly pricked up his ears, came to Lin Zixuan's feet, and called out urgently.
Lin Zixuan frowned: "Wangcai, what's wrong? This is father's clothes, don't bite it."
However, Wangcai didn't care and continued to pull the coat in his hand with his mouth. Lin Zixuan suddenly felt something was wrong, so he let go and let Wangcai take the coat which was well preserved.
Wangcai put the coat on the ground and started searching through it.
Lin Zixuan exclaimed, and Wangcai actually pulled out a folded sheepskin scroll from his coat and held it in front of him.
When Lin Zixuan unfolded the parchment scroll, the four large characters that came into his sight instantly made his pupils shrink.
Cultivation magic!
What kind of martial arts is this? Lin Zixuan has never heard of it.
Thinking of the man's amazing cultivation, Lin Zixuan's hands holding the parchment scroll began to tremble.
"Refine essence into qi, refine qi into spirit, refine spirit into emptiness, refine emptiness into the Dao. When you reach the state of perfection, no ghost or god can stop you." Lin Zixuan gasped, "This cultivation secret has such a domineering tone."
However, when I thought about how the man was afraid of even the god-like dragon, I felt relieved.
He continued to look down, and a line of blood-red, tiny handwriting appeared before his eyes.
"This secret is the treasure of the Xuanyuan clan. Only the bloodline of Emperor Xuanyuan can practice it. Other clan members who practice it will burst into blood and die. Remember! If you practice this secret, you must take it as your lifelong mission to slay the evil dragon. I hope that my bloodline will one day hold the Xuanyuan Sword and eliminate the great harm to the world. Emperor Xuanyuan left."
After reading this line, Lin Zixuan was completely stunned.
"What the hell is going on?"
Lin Zixuan quickly calmed down and began to analyze everything that happened.
Although the surname Xuanyuan is not common on the mainland, it is not particularly rare either.
However, these four words "Emperor Xuanyuan" made Lin Zixuan feel that things were not that simple.
Because throughout the history of Wuji Continent for nearly a thousand years, there has not been an emperor with the last name Xuanyuan.
Then we can only push the time forward to the ancient times when countless wars destroyed countless historical books.
This is a secret from ancient times.
The secret says that anyone who practices it who is not of the Xuanyuan clan's royal bloodline will burst into blood and die, even the Xuanyuan clan members are no exception.
The Xuanyuan royal family who learned the secrets had accepted the mission of slaying the demon dragon.
Combined with everything in reality, Lin Zixuan finally understood why the man hid on Penglai Island all day after getting married and refused to set foot on the mainland. No matter how Qin Yuning asked, he just stayed there.
Even on that day, when Qin Yuning drove the man out of Penglai Island in front of countless guests, he still had a cheerful smile on his face.
After facing the dragon up close, Lin Zixuan vaguely understood that the man loved Qin Yuning so much that he would rather be separated from her than show any of his martial arts skills.
I would rather be hated by her and let her dislike me than face the painful fact that one day two people who love each other will be separated by heaven and earth.
Therefore, the man would rather be separated from his beloved wife and hide alone in the mountains of an isolated island, day after day, sticking to his mission and waiting for the appearance of the dragon.
He would only come back secretly when he missed his beloved wife and children.
But at that time, the man's beloved wife had a new lover, another outstanding man became her lover, replaced him, and slept with his beautiful wife every night.
There was no way to guess what the man was thinking, but from the fact that all three of them were drawn into the painting, with the exception of Qin Yuning's new lover Lu Zhongming, we could guess a little.
After all, men are not as carefree as they appear to be. They still care.
Lin Zixuan really hoped that his father, who was so upright and indomitable, could still be alive. He had a glimmer of hope that his father and mother could reunite.
But this hope is very slim.
He had a hunch that the dragon should still be alive. The vitality of a dragon is incomparable to that of a human. Even if it is seriously injured and dives into the sea, no one can do anything to it.
Lin Zixuan was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should practice the martial arts mentioned above.
His martial arts were inherited from his mother, and his internal strength was pure. If he rashly practiced another unknown martial art, it would be harmful to him. After thinking about it, he temporarily folded up the sheepskin scroll.
However, Wangcai kept biting his trouser leg and barking.
"Wangcai, what are you doing? You don't want me to practice the secret book above, do you?"
Lin Zixuan understood Wangcai's cry. Its voice at this time represented affirmation. Lin Zixuan was a little amused and said, "Wangcai, you don't understand. You can't practice this thing casually."
Wangcai called out again in a hurry, as if he would not give up until he agreed.
Lin Zixuan had no choice but to say, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you and wait and see."
When he rolled up the sheepskin and spread it out on the table to look at it, Wangcai really stopped barking and lay lazily on the ground.
Lin Zixuan spent nearly an hour reading the parchment scroll carefully from beginning to end, but the more he read, the more incredible it became.
The method of cultivation of this so-called cultivation secret was completely different from the martial arts he knew. It only required meditation and cultivation, with only mental secrets and formulas, and no matching moves at all.
At the beginning, the practitioner circulates the Qi according to the formula, and cooperates with the breathing method. After successfully circulating eight small cycles in the meridians of the whole body, he can enter the first realm of refining essence into Qi.
Once entering this realm, the essence will be transformed into true energy, and the practitioner's internal strength will increase significantly.
This stage is called the foundation-building period.
After the stage of refining essence into qi, one can strive for sixteen great cycles. If successful, one will enter the stage of refining qi into spirit.
This stage is extremely important, as it symbolizes that the practitioner can transform the true qi in his body into a higher level of existence.
The so-called god refers to a kind of spiritual power, which is derived from the inner force, but is more powerful than the latter.
According to the book, the same amount of internal force will be condensed and compressed into one-third of the spiritual force, which means that as long as one practices diligently, once the time is right, the practitioner's internal force will be three times stronger than before.
This stage is called the coagulation phase.
After entering the stage of refining qi into spirit, it is only natural to reach the stage of refining spirit into emptiness. At this level, the spiritual power will grow explosively, and every move will have great power.
At this time, the practitioner's spiritual awareness will be greatly enhanced, and all five senses can reach the limits of the human body. He can see a fly a thousand feet away, and with a thought, he can hear whispers a hundred feet away.
This stage is called the Golden Elixir Stage, because the practitioner has already formed a golden elixir in his body.
According to Lin Zixuan's speculation, his father should be at the peak of the Golden Core Stage.
The last stage is to refine the void and merge with the Tao.
The golden elixir in the practitioner's body is no longer limited to the body, but becomes a bridge between heaven and earth, possessing miraculous powers.
It allows practitioners to continuously extract spiritual energy from the surrounding heaven and earth, transform it into their own spiritual power, and thus become invincible.
Moreover, at this time, the practitioner's spiritual consciousness can break through the constraints of the human body and travel within a certain range.
This stage is called the Mahayana period.
Not to mention the last realm, the Golden Core Stage was already something Lin Zixuan longed for.
Lin Zixuan had doubts about the authenticity of the parchment scroll, but the appearance of the magic dragon and his father's martial arts that surpassed the peak of human power dispelled all his doubts.
The only remaining question now is whether he can practice this "Cultivation Divine Art".
Lin Zixuan turned his head and looked at Wangcai on the ground. It was wagging its tail and looking at him hopefully. After thinking for a while, he decided to take a risk.
"Wangcai, you help me keep watch. If anything happens to me, you go out and call for help, okay?" Lin Zixuan touched its head.
Wangcai barked twice obediently. Although Qin Yuning often called it a stupid dog, it only looked stupid in appearance and behavior. In fact, it was a very smart dog. It was even brave enough to challenge the magic dragon. It was definitely not an ordinary dog.
Lin Zixuan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to follow the formula on the parchment scroll, mobilizing his Qi and moving it in the direction of the meridians indicated above.
The Qi circulation route in "The Secret of Cultivation" was very different from all the internal skills that Lin Zixuan had seen. With a nervous mood, he decided to take a risk and give it a try.
If anything goes wrong during this process, he plans to stop at any time.
However, to Lin Zixuan's surprise, as the Qi flowed through his meridians, a warm current emerged from his body. This warm current then merged with the Qi, speeding up its circulation and soon completing a small circulation in his body.
Lin Zixuan felt as if he was in a warm ocean, and the comfortable feeling almost made him groan.
When he opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of foul air, he was surprised to find that he had only circulated a small cycle of Qi, and his internal strength had actually increased slightly.
this...
He was completely shocked by the speed. If he practiced normally, he would need at least three days to achieve such results, and this was only a small cycle.
Lin Zixuan felt hungry and realized that it was already dusk. He had been sitting there for an hour and a half.
Lin Zixuan could not help but be very excited. With the "Divine Art of Cultivation", he would have the opportunity to become a peerless master like his father. If the demon dragon reappears in the future, he would also have the opportunity to avenge his previous shame.
Lin Zixuan has a strong sense of crisis. There is a powerful dragon hiding at the bottom of Longhu Peak. His father has been staying on Penglai Island. In addition to his mission, I am afraid that a considerable part of his stay is to protect Penglai Palace.
Lin Zixuan can practice the "Divine Art of Cultivation", so he should be from the Xuanyuan royal family. However, since his father's name is Lin Tianhao, then his surname is naturally Lin instead of Xuanyuan.
At this time, brisk footsteps were heard outside the door, and Lin Zixuan quickly put away the sheepskin scroll.
It was Xing Er who came. The little girl was very excited. When she saw Lin Zixuan, she chirped, "Master, come with me."
"What makes you so excited?" Seeing Xing'er trying to pull him away as soon as she entered the door, Lin Zixuan said helplessly.
"Sister Wan'er is back. Master, you will never guess what comes with Sister Wan'er."
Lin Zixuan was perked up when he heard this: "Sister Wan'er is back, where is she?"
As they walked, he continued to ask, "What else did Sister Wan'er bring? Last time she said she wanted to bring some classmates to visit the palace. That's nothing, right?"
Lin Zixuan hadn't seen Wen Renwan for several months and missed her very much. He wasn't very interested in anyone else except her.
Xing Er ran in front of him and made an exaggerated gesture with her hands when she heard him say, "Dragon, what a big dragon."
Lin Zixuan's pupils shrank rapidly, cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but say in a lost voice: "What did you say? Dragon!" Lin Zixuan was now completely terrified at the mention of dragons.
Xing Er didn't understand, and said, "Yes, that dragon was raised by a classmate of Sister Wan Er. It was really big, had two heads and could fly. It looked very fierce, but it was very obedient in front of Sister Wan Er, and it was so cute."
When Lin Zixuan heard that it was not a demon dragon, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Judging from the situation, it should be a flying dragon from the Western Continent. Nowadays, the trade between the Western Continent and the Wuji Continent is very frequent. It is said that a few wealthy families have tamed flying dragons. This is not a strange thing.
However, I have never heard of a two-headed flying dragon. It must be a very rare species.
Xing'er led the way in front, chattering non-stop.
"Many of the students who came with Sister Wan'er look very strange, with blond hair and blue eyes. The girls among them all dress very boldly, exposing their thighs for people to see. Xing'er blushed when she saw them. I heard that women in the Western Continent are all like this. But they are all very polite and praised me for my beauty. Young Master, you will be shocked when you see Sister Wan'er. Xing'er almost didn't recognize her just now."
"Oh, how do you scare me?" Lin Zixuan immediately became very interested.
Xing Er immediately started to talk non-stop: "Sister Wan Er is a lady from a wealthy family. She usually only wears long skirts, just like a lady. But this time when Sister Wan Er came back, she wore clothes similar to those of her female classmates, long boots, short skirts, and long socks. Although she didn't bare her legs like the others, her skirt didn't cover her socks, so a small part of her thighs was still exposed. It was so embarrassing to see."
Xing Er's face flushed slightly as she spoke, but at the end, she added: "Although it's a bit embarrassing, Xing Er thinks that Sister Wan Er looks really beautiful in that outfit."
Lin Zixuan listened with great interest. Wen Renwan had always been a conservative person, and she could not accept even accidentally showing a part of her calves in front of outsiders.
Who would have thought that after Bailu Academy recruited a group of noble students from the Western Continent, just a few months of contact would make the conservative Wen Renwan become bolder. He couldn't help but look forward to it.
Chapter 5 Visitors from Afar
Bailu Academy, the oldest academy on Wuji Continent, is located in the northern suburbs of the imperial capital of Jiuzhou Kingdom. The academy is also governed by the boundless Tianshan Mountains.
The academy not only teaches literature but also martial arts. Over the past thousands of years, the academy has produced nine martial arts masters, dozens of martial arts masters, and countless literary masters.
On the mainland, all the major sects with some strength would send their disciples who are worth training to the academy, even if it costs a lot.
Because in terms of foundation, Bailu Academy considers itself second, and no other sect dares to claim first place.
Even the imperial family of the Nine Continents, which governs the nine divine continents and has been established for more than three hundred years, dare not compare their background with the White Deer Academy.
The White Deer Academy has a high status and a great reputation. In recent years, more and more nobles from the Western Continent have come to the East from thousands of miles away to study in the academy.
Wen Renwan has been studying at Bailu Academy for two years, but this is the first time she has brought her classmates to visit Penglai Palace, and more than half of them are from the Western Continent.
Penglai Palace welcomes visitors at the Biqing Pond in the West Garden. The flower beds, flower terraces, flower borders and flower bushes in the garden are richly decorated, and the pavilions, corridors, rocks and pools are even more picturesque.
Then they served a variety of exquisite and delicious snacks, which won praises from everyone.
When Xing'er brought Lin Zixuan to the garden, Lin Zixuan saw the stunning beauty among the men and women, like a moon surrounded by stars.
She was a peerless beauty with a complexion as smooth as fat and a rosy complexion. Her eyebrows were like smoke, her eyes were full of anger, her teeth were white and her lips were red. Her figure was elegant and leisurely, and her voice was like the first chirping of a delicate oriole.
But Jianwen Renwan changed her usual elegant palace dress into a bold and unique western outfit.
She was wearing a tight black leather jacket with excellent texture. Her breasts looked round and firm under the jacket. She was wearing a short long-sleeved jacket outside.
Around her waist was a beautiful and unique belt. The dark skirt only reached her thighs when the belt went down. On her feet were knee-high deer velvet boots. Thin dark brown socks extended from her boots, tightly wrapping her pair of slender legs. Between the skirt and the socks, a small section of her white and soft thighs was exposed, which was really eye-opening.
Lin Zixuan was shocked when he saw it. No wonder Xing Er said he was shocked when he saw it, because Wen Renwan's outfit was too bold compared to her previous outfit.
Looking at her firm breasts and white thighs, aren't those men feasting their eyes for nothing?
However, when Lin Zixuan saw the seven or eight blond-haired, blue-eyed women, he suddenly changed his mind.
Because these Western women dressed ten times more boldly than Wen Renwan, their breasts were exposed at least half, and there was nothing else on their legs except a pair of short boots or long boots, and their white thighs almost dazzled people.
In comparison, Lin Zixuan prefers Wen Renwan's dressing style, which has a unique exotic style and attracts him more.
Of course, Wen Renwan herself was extremely beautiful. Qin Yuning was the only one in Penglai Island who was willing to compete with her. No matter how she dressed, others would be outdone.
Seeing Lin Zixuan coming, more than a dozen men and women present all cast their concerned glances at him.
When Wen Renwan saw Lin Zixuan, her beautiful eyes lit up immediately and she waved at him, "Brother Xuan, come here quickly. I'll introduce my classmates to you."
After not seeing each other for several months, Wen Renwan became even more beautiful and charming. Her voice was soft, like a whisper, and it went straight into Lin Zixuan's heart.
Lin Zixuan walked over and saw seven or eight Western women. When they saw the young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, they all boldly asked Wen Renwan to introduce him to them.
Even the other young women in long dresses present at the table, though they looked reserved, their eyes lit up at the same time when they fell on Lin Zixuan's face.
Obviously, Lin Zixuan inherited Jian Ji's handsome appearance, which left a deep impression on the women present.
"Wan'er, could this little brother be..."
A young man who looked like a scholar, holding a white paper fan, came to Wen Renwan's side and asked in a friendly tone.
Lin Zixuan's brows slightly frowned, but the man stepped forward without leaving a trace, smiled and took Lin Zixuan's arm, and introduced him to everyone in a leisurely and generous manner: "This is the young master of Penglai Palace, Lin Zixuan, whom I mentioned to everyone. Brother Xuan, let me introduce my classmates to you."
Wenrenwan is as her name suggests, with a gentle and dignified temperament and soft-spoken words. She gives people the feeling of being like a big sister next door. She will not deliberately ignore anyone, nor will she be overly enthusiastic towards someone. Interacting with her makes people feel like a spring breeze.
Wen Renwan introduced Lin Zixuan one by one. The young man who looked like a scholar was Chen Wenbin, the young master of the Chen family in Dongshui Lake. The Chen family was the largest family in Dongshui Lake and had a great reputation on the mainland.
During the conversation, Chen Wenbin stayed close to Wen Renwan. It seemed that he was attracted by her beauty and wanted to pursue her.
There were twelve people from the Western Continent present, five men and seven women, all of whom were nobles from the Western Continent. They behaved very well, but their way of speaking was polite, direct and bold, completely different from the reserved style on the continent.
Although it was not the first time that Lin Zixuan came into contact with people from the Western Continent, he still found it very novel to communicate with them.
Among them, a man named Leon attracted Lin Zixuan's strong attention.
Leon looked to be about 25 years old, with a body as strong as an iron tower, taller than everyone present, with long blond hair that reached his shoulders, deep blue eyes, and a unique and attractive temperament.
He casually placed a huge silver sword beside the long railing and was tasting the fine wine from Penglai Palace as if no one was around. When Lin Zixuan and he looked into each other's eyes, he gave Lin Zixuan a friendly smile.
In addition, there were four ladies from prominent families who were on good terms with Wen Renwan, and three young men from aristocratic families with good family backgrounds. All of them were outstanding people, and Wen Renwan's friendship with them would be very beneficial to the future of Penglai Palace.
When they heard that Lin Zixuan was the son of Jian Ji and the young master of Penglai Palace, the atmosphere at the scene naturally became heated.
When he found a chance, Lin Zixuan asked Wenren Wan, "Sister Wan'er, has mother met your classmates?"
"Yes, the Madam received them personally and told me to entertain them well. I will take them to the island for a tour tomorrow. Brother Xuan, you should come with us."
Lin Zixuan nodded, "It's rare for Sister Wan'er to come back after such a long time, that's good." After a pause, he continued to ask, "I heard from Xing'er that one of your classmates brought a dragon?"
Wen Renwan looked to the side with a smile on her face, and saw Leon interrupting their conversation.
"My Dilo is a very rare two-headed flying dragon in the Western Continent. My servants are arranging food for it right now. If Brother Lin is interested, I can take him there."
Lin Zixuan immediately said politely: "In that case, thank you Brother Leon."
Leon smiled and said, "Why are you being polite? Brother Lin, please. Can Wan'er come with you?"
"Diluo often takes me on flights, so you guys go ahead and I'll be here to greet everyone." Wen Renwan smiled softly.
The two said goodbye to the crowd and left side by side.
"I heard Brother Leon speak with an imperial accent. I wonder how long you have been in Jiuzhou?"
Penglai Palace had a large courtyard in the east specially reserved for the two-headed dragon, and the two chatted as they walked.
"Five years ago, I and more than a hundred compatriots sailed across the vast ocean and came here. I still remember the first time I saw the prosperous Eastern Imperial Capital. I still remember the shock. The prosperity of the Eastern Continent is truly incomparable to that of our Western Continent."
Lin Zixuan shook his head and said, "You can't say that. My Wuji Continent is more prosperous than the Western Continent because of its unique resources. But there are many things in the Western Continent that are superior to ours. For example, your art called mathematics, which uses a strange number to calculate, is much better than the arithmetic that has been popular in our continent for thousands of years. There are also magical arts such as geometry, physics, chemistry, etc., which are simply eye-opening. I think these things are very important, but it's a pity that we have never realized this."
"I didn't expect Brother Lin to be so familiar with the subjects in my Western Continent." Leon was very surprised.
"My Penglai Palace has nothing but a lot of books. When I was a kid, I especially liked to look through some strange and bizarre things. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Brother Leon."
"No, Brother Lin has a unique vision. Our dean once said that Western sciences have been introduced to the East for quite some time, but the East has never deeply understood the importance of these things. He pointed out that if the East does not wake up in time, the development of the Western Continent will quickly catch up with the East in less than a hundred years. This is what our dean Mr. Bai Lu said in person. Brother Lin is young, but he has extraordinary knowledge. No wonder he can attract the heart of Sima Dajia, a beautiful and talented woman who is famous in the imperial capital."
This time it was Lin Zixuan's turn to be surprised.
"Brother Leon knows Jin'er?"
Leon burst into laughter: "Not only do I know her, but I know her very well. Miss Sima is the most famous talented woman in the imperial capital. She is extraordinary in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is also a stunning beauty. This year, the palace is celebrating, and the emperor has invited her to the palace several times but was rejected. Even the emperor was turned away. Ha! It is because of Wan'er that I am lucky enough to enjoy the moving singing and dancing of the talented Miss Sima. This is something that many people dream of but cannot get."
"I heard from Wan'er that Miss Sima will marry Brother Lin next year. Brother Lin is so enviable to marry a goddess-like talented woman."
Lin Zixuan quickly said modestly, but he was still proud.
Leon probably didn't know that not only was he going to marry the beautiful Sima Jin'er, but also that Wen Renwan, who was equally beautiful and charming, had already been married to him.
He had two stunning beauties all to himself. If he told others about it, it would probably cause countless men to become crazy jealous.
As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived outside the large courtyard in the palace that was specially arranged for the two-headed dragon.
From a distance, Lin Zixuan could already hear a heavy breathing sound, which seemed to be gushing out from the huge chest of some creature.
When Lin Zixuan stepped into the yard, the creature in the middle of the yard, which was originally concentrating on eating, suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and its two pairs of huge eyes stared straight at him.
This is a giant dragon that is over three meters long, dark blue in color, without a single scale on its body, and its wings are like a pair of giant bat wings, thin and wide.
The most impressive thing is that it has two heads on its two long necks, one red and one blue.
When its four eyes stare at you, even Lin Zixuan, who has personally experienced the power of a dragon, still feels quite pressured. There is no doubt that this is a very powerful flying dragon.
"This is Diluo. We grew up together and he is my best friend." Leon introduced him to Lin Zixuan. "Hey, strange, Diluo seems to have discovered something."
Di Luo stared at Lin Zixuan closely, and slowly approached him, his two heads seemed to be sniffing something in the air.
Its behavior made Lin Zixuan very alert: "Brother Leon, your dragon won't attack people, right?"
"Brother Lin, rest assured. Diluo grew up in human society. Without my instructions, he will never attack anyone at will. Let me ask him what's going on."
Leon walked over and gently stroked Dilo's red head.
Di Luo suddenly stopped and let out a few low roars.
Lin Zixuan asked: "What's wrong?"
Leon's face was distorted: "Brother Lin has a kind of aura that makes Di Luo feel threatened. This aura is very faint, but it makes him very uneasy."
Lin Zixuan was stunned at first, but soon realized that he must have been hit by the magic dragon. Although he had bathed, there was still a trace of the magic dragon's breath on his body.
People can't detect it, but as a flying dragon, Dilo's senses are extremely sensitive, and he can actually smell it.
Suddenly, Lin Zixuan realized that this was an opportunity.
He said sternly: "Brother Leon, I have an unwelcome request, I hope you can agree to it."
Leon's expression became serious, and he said, "Leaving aside the relationship with Wan'er, although this is the first time that Brother Lin and I have met, it feels like we have known each other for a long time. I have made friends like Brother Lin. If there is anything that I, Leon, can do for you, Brother Lin, please don't be polite, just speak up."
Leon's straightforward answer greatly increased Lin Zixuan's favorable impression of him.
Lin Zixuan paid attention to him before because he knew that Leon was the most skilled martial artist among all the people present. Facing him was like facing Lu Zhongming. His martial arts skills would not be much weaker than Lu Zhongming's.
Who would have thought that during the conversation, Lin Zixuan discovered that Leon was very eloquent, and he could easily talk about many strange and bizarre things that he had never heard of, and his knowledge was so rich that it was unbelievable.
He was quite pleased that such an outstanding person did not conceal his admiration for him.
"In that case, I would like to thank Brother Leon in advance. I would like to ask Brother Leon to bring Dilo with me to a nearby island tomorrow."
If possible, Lin Zixuan would never set foot on Longhu Peak again. The demon dragon was too strong. Before he entered the Golden Core Stage, if he encountered the demon dragon, he would never come back.
But the whereabouts of Lin Zixuan's father, Lin Tianhao, remained a mystery, which was a thorn in his heart. He wanted to use Di Luo's unimaginable keen sense of smell to find even a hint of clues.
Leon was very curious: "Is that island related to the remaining aura on Brother Lin?"
"That's right. But I have to remind Brother Leon that the island is very dangerous. If Dilo finds anything unusual, we must retreat immediately."
Leon pondered and said, "There is one thing that Brother Lin doesn't know. My Dilo is not an ordinary dragon. It is the offspring of an ice dragon and a fire dragon. It has the power of ice and fire in its body. Currently, it is the only two-headed dragon left in the entire Western Continent. Even among the powerful flying dragons in the West, the underage Dilo is something that no dragon dares to provoke. In history, there was a violent two-headed dragon that burned a small town into ruins overnight. No powerful person could do anything to it and let it go. So I am very curious about what kind of creature can make Dilo feel uneasy."
Possessing the power of ice and fire, it seems that Diluo is much more powerful than Lin Zixuan imagined.
But unfortunately, compared with the huge dragon body of the Demon Dragon that is more than ten feet long, Diluo is not on the same level as the former in terms of size and pressure. He will definitely lose to the Demon Dragon. However, he is definitely capable of fighting.
"It's getting late. My mother has prepared a sumptuous dinner for you all. I want to get drunk with Brother Leon tonight."
Leon grinned and said, "That's exactly what I meant."
The dinner was held in the magnificent central hall, with fine wine and delicious food being served to each table like flowing water.
Sword Queen Qin Yuning sat at the main seat, Lin Zixuan and Wen Renwan sat beside her, and below them were two rows of low tables facing each other, with Leon and Chen Wenbin sitting at the top, and the classmates from the Western Continent all sat in Leon's row, while the rest sat opposite, clearly separated.
When more than ten graceful dancers finished their song, everyone in the room expressed sincere admiration. The atmosphere was harmonious and warm.
Chen Wenbin first glanced at Wen Renwan, who was sitting there. Her full and firm breasts and the white and tender thighs under her skirt made his eyes burn with heat.
Then he moved to Qin Yuning, who was wearing a light white dress. The latter's equally attractive appearance and figure made his already hot belly even hotter.
"I have often heard my father say that Penglai Sword Lady has a stunning beauty. Today, when I met the Palace Master, it is indeed true."
Qin Yuning smiled reservedly: "Mr. Chen, you are exaggerating. I am a weak woman, so I cannot deserve such praise. It is my Wan'er who deserves such praise."
Chen Wenbin looked at the latter, his eyes burning with passion, and said, "Wan'er has cordially invited me to be your guest. Before this, my father has told me that I must not lose my manners."
After he finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and immediately a servant-like man came in holding a brocade box.
"Here is a rare night-shining pearl. It is a small token of my appreciation. I hope Wan'er will not despise it."
As soon as these words came out, several other young masters from noble families who were sitting in the same row with him cursed in their hearts.
They all wanted to pursue Wen Renwan, and before coming here, they all brought valuable gifts under the orders of their families.
But at this moment, Chen Wenbin showed off in front of everyone that he brought a night-shining pearl, which was worth more than a thousand gold coins, and immediately gained a lot of attention.
The servant placed a gorgeous brocade box on Wen Renwan's desk, gently opened it, and then left.
Even with the bright palace lanterns, the Night Pearl still shone with a charming luster, and it was obvious at first glance that it was not an ordinary object.
Lin Zixuan was also cursing in his heart. He had known for a long time that Chen Wenbin had intentions towards Wen Renwan.
Although the two of them did not have an open relationship, Wen Renwan had long been Lin Zixuan's woman. How could he tolerate another man having intentions towards his woman?
To pursue Wen Renwan with just a night-shining pearl is simply a dream.
As if she could see what her son was thinking, Qin Yuning smiled and said, "Since it is a kind gesture from Master Chen, I will accept it on behalf of Wan'er. In return, I will also give Master Chen ten East Sea Origin Pearls. Master Chen, please do not refuse."
Before he could say anything, Qin Yuning had already ordered the servants to bring the brocade box containing ten East Sea Origin Pearls to Chen Wenbin.
In terms of value, ten East Sea pearls are more precious than this night-shining pearl. On the surface, it is a gift exchange, but in fact, Qin Yuning is telling Chen Wenbin with her actions that I refuse your pursuit of my Wen Renwan.
Chen Wenbin also understood this and was speechless, feeling depressed.
Several noble families breathed a sigh of relief.
Leon, who was sitting opposite him, shook his head and smiled, then continued to feast on his food while competing with Lin Zixuan in drinking.
Wen Renwan looked at them in surprise, not understanding when the relationship between the two became so good.
When the banquet ended, Lin Zixuan was already drunk.
Wen Renwan was both angry and distressed, and she helped him into her small building.
As soon as she entered the room and closed the door, Wen Renwan was hugged tightly from behind. Lin Zixuan held her waist with one hand and her round and firm breasts with the other.
At the same time, he buried his whole face in her neck and kept kissing her.
Wen Renwan's body softened after what he did to her. She was soon infected by Lin Zixuan's passion. The two of them stood behind the door, hugging each other tightly, lips touching, and kissing passionately.
"Sister Wan'er, I miss you so much..."
"Well...Xuan brother, I miss you too..."
After a passionate kiss, Lin Zixuan sobered up a lot. He carried Wen Renwan to the bed and laid her flat. Looking at the picturesque Wen Renwan, Lin Zixuan was completely stunned.
Wen Renwan felt numb from his fiery gaze and asked, "Brother Xuan, do I look good in this?"
"It looks good. Very good."
Lin Zixuan murmured.
He had already taken off Wen Renwan's jacket, and through her black tights, he was rubbing her plump breasts vigorously with both hands.
He rubbed the two upright round breasts up and down, sometimes flat and sometimes round.
"It's just that your skirt is too short, Sister Wan'er, your thighs are exposed. I feel very uncomfortable when I think about those men being able to look at your legs without restraint."
Wen Renwan suddenly felt a little shy: "I wear it for you to see. If you don't like it, I can wear a longer skirt or socks next time, so that other stinky men won't see me naked. What do you think?"
"No, I like Sister Wan'er to dress like this. Those men can look at it if they want. Just consider it a bargain for them."
Lin Zixuan took off Wen Renwan's boots and caressed her round and slender legs wantonly.
Wen Renwan's legs were numb from his touch: "Brother Xuan, can we blow out the lights? This is so embarrassing."
Lin Zixuan laughed. Wen Renwan even dared to show her thighs. He didn't expect that she was still so shy at heart.
The lights went out, and Lin Zixuan quickly took off his clothes. Wen Renwan was also stripped naked by him except for a pair of thin socks on her feet.
"Ah, Brother Xuan, you...why are you so hard?"
Lin Zixuan pounced on Wen Renwan straight, his cock pressed tightly against her lower abdomen, the hot and hard touch made Wen Renwan's heart beat non-stop.
"Sister Wan'er, I miss you so much, can I go in?" Lin Zixuan said intoxicatedly while kissing Wen Renwan's pretty face.
"Well, Brother Xuan, please come in quietly..."
With Wen Renwan's approval, Lin Zixuan could no longer hold back. In the darkness, he reached under his body with one hand, holding his hard cock, and quickly found the wet entrance to her vagina, thrusting his lower body forward.
"Hmm..." Wen Renwan let out a moving moan.
Perhaps because Wen Renwan was already aroused, the process of entering was much smoother than any other time before.
Lin Zixuan panted a few times in great comfort, his lower body was tightly wrapped by soft and moist flesh, the feeling was really hard to describe in words.
After a while, Lin Zixuan slowly moved and began to thrust.
Wen Renwan held Lin Zixuan's waist and back tightly with her slender hands, moaning softly, her soft breasts pressed against Lin Zixuan's chest, and every time the latter collided with her body, there would always be a kind of embarrassing "pa pa pa" sound in the room.
After a long separation, and with Lin Zixuan being drunk, he ejaculated faster than ever before.
Wen Renwan's feeling was gradually getting stronger, and suddenly the little man on her body trembled violently, and a warm current gushed out of her body. She immediately knew that Lin Zixuan had ejaculated.
Lin Zixuan reached the peak of his passion, and then he fell softly on Wen Renwan's body, falling asleep.
Wen Renwan carefully laid him down, gently pulled the quilt over him, and couldn't help but kiss him on the face a few times before leaning on his shoulder and falling asleep.
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