Still a bit of NSFW!
In the end, Cheng Mo knew that Zi Xiao would not let him off so easily, and no longer begged. His body could only rely on the support of the tree trunk and Zi Xiao to not fall to the ground. He felt an ache each time the swollen red cock was touched; even Cheng Mo himself didn’t dare to touch it, and could only let it tremble slightly as his body rocked. [tl: CM’s ding dong, not ZX’s]
Just when Cheng Mo almost lost consciousness, he finally felt Zi Xiao’s yang essence leak into his body. Cheng Mo almost couldn’t wait to shoot it out, because he held it in for too long, his mind was blank at the moment of release, as if his soul had also left his body.
Zi Xiao’s cock was pulled out of his back cave. He could feel that that place could no longer tightly close, and felt a slight chill.
Suddenly, Zi Xiao raised one of his legs, and the stiff yang tool once again pushed against the entrance of the small hole between the buttocks. Cheng Mo was shocked and scared. Zi Xiao intended to do it again. The fine hair on his body pricked up, and he said in a hoarse voice: “Zi Xiao, no more…” He knew that Zi Xiao was angry, but he was a little unsure of what Zi Xiao was angry about, he could only say, “Zi Xiao…I can’t do it anymore.”
Zi Xiao seemed to see that he was really scared, and in the end, put down the raised leg.
Cheng Mo let out a sigh of relief, his eyes turned black for a while, and he fainted.
When Cheng Mo woke up, his messy body had been cleaned up, and he was lying on a chaise in Zi Xiao’s room. Zi Xiao’s figure was not in the room, only a faint smell of incense remained. He wanted to turn over and sit up, only to realize that there was a severe pain behind his body. There was also a faint cool feeling, and he knew that there must be swollen, and Zi Xiao smeared on a soothing ointment. Thinking of this, Cheng Mo couldn’t help blushing, stood up, endured the discomfort, walked to the door and pushed it out.
Seeing Cheng Mo coming out of the Zi Xiao’s room, a passing little Daoist bowed and said, “Alliance Leader Cheng.”
Cheng Mo asked, “Where is Zi Xiao?”
The little Daoist said: “The Sect Master has gone into closed-door cultivation to help Senior Brother Qing Xu heal his injuries. He asked me to tell Alliance leader Cheng, when you wake up, please go down the mountain by yourself.”
Cheng Mo stared blankly, “How long will he be in seclusion?”
The little Daoist shook his head, “This disciple doesn’t know. Senior Brother Qing Xu was seriously injured. The Sect Master and Martial Uncle Zi Xu took turns in seclusion to help him heal his injuries, ranging from ten days to three or five months.” After speaking, he carefully said, “The Sect Master let me to tell you that you don’t have to wait for him.”
Cheng Mo felt disappointed, and said to the little Daoist priest: “I know, thank you.”
Knowing that Zi Xiao didn’t want to see him, Cheng Mo deliberately walked around to the Yunyang Sect back mountain retreat and stood silently for a while. He knew that Zi Xiao could detect his arrival, but the closed stone door never opened.
Cheng Mo stretched out his hand to touch the mark on his back waist, faintly realizing that Zi Xiao’s current reaction was related to the matter of Shu Changhua. Remembering that his original intention of going up the mountain was to help Zi Xiao, yet the two of them didn’t even have time to say a few words and had to make a hurried separation, Cheng Mo couldn’t help but hate his shameless body. He could only call out loudly: “Zi Xiao, I’m going now!” Then, he turned and walked away from the mountain.
Cheng Mo led the horse down from Yunyang Mountain. Seeing the clear spring water on the side of the mountain road, he couldn’t help but stop and rinse his face with water. Cheng Mo sat by the spring for a while in a daze. Thinking of what Zi Xiao had said at the time, that the insect on his waist was alive, so he couldn’t help but poke in one hand to trace the skin was still smooth and flat. He couldn’t feel any abnormalities.
Jieyang Arts, Blood Contract, Lustful Heart Gu, the Miao Boundary, the Yuxi people, Shuiyue Sect, and there was still Shu Changhua…
Cheng Mo couldn’t figure it out, but faintly felt that these things were related to each other.
“The Shuiyue Sect is only an inconspicuous little sect in the southwest border…” Cheng Mo suddenly remembered that at that time Shu Changhua seemed to have said such a sentence. If the Shuiyue Sect is at the southwestern border, then there was definitely a connection with the Yuxi people and the Miao who were skilled at using Gu, as well as the insect Shu Changhua left in his body…
Cheng Mo suddenly had an idea that he should rush to the southwest in person. Maybe he could find out the whereabouts of the Shuiyue Sect. Maybe he could also find Shu Changhua, and ask if there is a way to get rid of that Lustful Heart Gu.
Thinking of this, Cheng Mo thought again, if it he hadn’t provoked Zi Xiao’s ire, he (ZX) might be able to accompany him (CM) to the southwest. Then again, with Zi Xiao’s aloof character, he could also go into seclusion, refusing to meet him(CM). Cheng Mo couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, let out a long sigh, and led the horse to continue walking down the mountain.
As soon as he left the mountain, Cheng Mo saw two disciples who had rushed over from the Wulin Alliance, saying that it was Shaolin’s Zen Master Nian Bei who had sent an urgent letter to the Wulin Alliance to be handed over to Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo took the letter and quickly opened it to look at it. Looking at Nian Bei’s letter, it said that Shaolin disciples had captured a Shuiyue Sect enchantress, and was currently imprisoned at the Shaolin Temple. He wanted to ask Cheng Mo to make a decision on this matter in person. .
Cheng Mo folded the letter paper in half, placed it in his bosom, and said, “I will head to Shaolin now.”
One of the disciples asked: “Alliance Leader, do you need us to go with you?”
Cheng Mo shook his head and said, “No, you go back to the Wulin Alliance first, I will be fine alone.”
Upon hearing this, the two disciples obeyed his instructions and returned to the Wulin Alliance. Cheng Mo got on his horse alone and rushed to Shaolin.
Author Note: Initiating Gong 3…
Soon, 3 out of 4 gongs in this book will make their appearance!
Still a bit of NSFW!
In the end, Cheng Mo knew that Zi Xiao would not let him off so easily, and no longer begged. His body could only rely on the support of the tree trunk and Zi Xiao to not fall to the ground. He felt an ache each time the swollen red cock was touched; even Cheng Mo himself didn’t dare to touch it, and could only let it tremble slightly as his body rocked. [tl: CM’s ding dong, not ZX’s]
Just when Cheng Mo almost lost consciousness, he finally felt Zi Xiao’s yang essence leak into his body. Cheng Mo almost couldn’t wait to shoot it out, because he held it in for too long, his mind was blank at the moment of release, as if his soul had also left his body.
Zi Xiao’s cock was pulled out of his back cave. He could feel that that place could no longer tightly close, and felt a slight chill.
Suddenly, Zi Xiao raised one of his legs, and the stiff yang tool once again pushed against the entrance of the small hole between the buttocks. Cheng Mo was shocked and scared. Zi Xiao intended to do it again. The fine hair on his body pricked up, and he said in a hoarse voice: “Zi Xiao, no more…” He knew that Zi Xiao was angry, but he was a little unsure of what Zi Xiao was angry about, he could only say, “Zi Xiao…I can’t do it anymore.”
Zi Xiao seemed to see that he was really scared, and in the end, put down the raised leg.
Cheng Mo let out a sigh of relief, his eyes turned black for a while, and he fainted.
When Cheng Mo woke up, his messy body had been cleaned up, and he was lying on a chaise in Zi Xiao’s room. Zi Xiao’s figure was not in the room, only a faint smell of incense remained. He wanted to turn over and sit up, only to realize that there was a severe pain behind his body. There was also a faint cool feeling, and he knew that there must be swollen, and Zi Xiao smeared on a soothing ointment. Thinking of this, Cheng Mo couldn’t help blushing, stood up, endured the discomfort, walked to the door and pushed it out.
Seeing Cheng Mo coming out of the Zi Xiao’s room, a passing little Daoist bowed and said, “Alliance Leader Cheng.”
Cheng Mo asked, “Where is Zi Xiao?”
The little Daoist said: “The Sect Master has gone into closed-door cultivation to help Senior Brother Qing Xu heal his injuries. He asked me to tell Alliance leader Cheng, when you wake up, please go down the mountain by yourself.”
Cheng Mo stared blankly, “How long will he be in seclusion?”
The little Daoist shook his head, “This disciple doesn’t know. Senior Brother Qing Xu was seriously injured. The Sect Master and Martial Uncle Zi Xu took turns in seclusion to help him heal his injuries, ranging from ten days to three or five months.” After speaking, he carefully said, “The Sect Master let me to tell you that you don’t have to wait for him.”
Cheng Mo felt disappointed, and said to the little Daoist priest: “I know, thank you.”
Knowing that Zi Xiao didn’t want to see him, Cheng Mo deliberately walked around to the Yunyang Sect back mountain retreat and stood silently for a while. He knew that Zi Xiao could detect his arrival, but the closed stone door never opened.
Cheng Mo stretched out his hand to touch the mark on his back waist, faintly realizing that Zi Xiao’s current reaction was related to the matter of Shu Changhua. Remembering that his original intention of going up the mountain was to help Zi Xiao, yet the two of them didn’t even have time to say a few words and had to make a hurried separation, Cheng Mo couldn’t help but hate his shameless body. He could only call out loudly: “Zi Xiao, I’m going now!” Then, he turned and walked away from the mountain.
Cheng Mo led the horse down from Yunyang Mountain. Seeing the clear spring water on the side of the mountain road, he couldn’t help but stop and rinse his face with water. Cheng Mo sat by the spring for a while in a daze. Thinking of what Zi Xiao had said at the time, that the insect on his waist was alive, so he couldn’t help but poke in one hand to trace the skin was still smooth and flat. He couldn’t feel any abnormalities.
Jieyang Arts, Blood Contract, Lustful Heart Gu, the Miao Boundary, the Yuxi people, Shuiyue Sect, and there was still Shu Changhua…
Cheng Mo couldn’t figure it out, but faintly felt that these things were related to each other.
“The Shuiyue Sect is only an inconspicuous little sect in the southwest border…” Cheng Mo suddenly remembered that at that time Shu Changhua seemed to have said such a sentence. If the Shuiyue Sect is at the southwestern border, then there was definitely a connection with the Yuxi people and the Miao who were skilled at using Gu, as well as the insect Shu Changhua left in his body…
Cheng Mo suddenly had an idea that he should rush to the southwest in person. Maybe he could find out the whereabouts of the Shuiyue Sect. Maybe he could also find Shu Changhua, and ask if there is a way to get rid of that Lustful Heart Gu.
Thinking of this, Cheng Mo thought again, if it he hadn’t provoked Zi Xiao’s ire, he (ZX) might be able to accompany him (CM) to the southwest. Then again, with Zi Xiao’s aloof character, he could also go into seclusion, refusing to meet him(CM). Cheng Mo couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, let out a long sigh, and led the horse to continue walking down the mountain.
As soon as he left the mountain, Cheng Mo saw two disciples who had rushed over from the Wulin Alliance, saying that it was Shaolin’s Zen Master Nian Bei who had sent an urgent letter to the Wulin Alliance to be handed over to Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo took the letter and quickly opened it to look at it. Looking at Nian Bei’s letter, it said that Shaolin disciples had captured a Shuiyue Sect enchantress, and was currently imprisoned at the Shaolin Temple. He wanted to ask Cheng Mo to make a decision on this matter in person. .
Cheng Mo folded the letter paper in half, placed it in his bosom, and said, “I will head to Shaolin now.”
One of the disciples asked: “Alliance Leader, do you need us to go with you?”
Cheng Mo shook his head and said, “No, you go back to the Wulin Alliance first, I will be fine alone.”
Upon hearing this, the two disciples obeyed his instructions and returned to the Wulin Alliance. Cheng Mo got on his horse alone and rushed to Shaolin.
Author Note: Initiating Gong 3…
Soon, 3 out of 4 gongs in this book will make their appearance!
