Gu Long: Dominating the Martial Arts World Starting from Transmigrating as A Fei

A cool breeze gently caresses the hearts of young men and women.

Lin Xian'er's slender legs were sometimes visible and sometimes hidden under the thin gauze.

Her skin, as white as porcelain, seemed to have been imbued with the essence of frost and snow.

Any man who sees these legs would willingly die for them.

Lin Xian'er leaned closer, revealing her lively and charming nature once again.

She is really good at showcasing her strengths.

Girls of this age should be lively and energetic.

Exquisite figure, vibrant life.

It was as if heaven was never stingy with its gifts to this young girl.

Lin Xian'er leaned halfway against A Fei and said playfully:

"I know you still feel it's not enough, right?"

Ah Fei leaned on the ground like a cane, his hands gripping the end of the sword hilt.

He smiled and said:

"You said it yourself, capable men are all very greedy."

Lin Xian'er's eyes showed disappointment, and she lowered her head gently, like a wronged young lady.

She murmured:

"Isn't that enough?"

Afei immediately saw through Lin Xian'er's feigned disappointment.

He exhaled softly and smiled:

"If I say I've said enough now, wouldn't that make me seem like a useless man?"

Lin Xian'er raised her head, her eyes misting over.

She looked like she was about to cry.

She seemed to have finally hardened her heart, glared at Ah Fei, and gritted her teeth.

Just as Ah Fei was about to expose her pretentious behavior.

Lin Xian'er has shown herself to A Fei without reservation.

No one could imagine that such a perfect body existed in the world.

Crystal clear and flawless, with hidden hills and valleys, this age is just right.

Like A Fei, Lin Xian'er stood up straight with her back ramrod straight and her chest puffed out.

If all beautiful women's waists are described as slender and willow-like, then Lin Xian'er's waist is the best among them.

Her slender waist was so thin it could be grasped in one hand, and as soft as cotton.

Most people's navels have some kind of imperfection.

But Lin Xian'er's navel blends perfectly into the curves of her body.

The phrase "perfectly natural" seems to have been created just for her.

The only regret is that she hasn't removed the black cloth covering the package yet.

She simply gazed at Ah Fei with those alluring eyes.

She said, breathing softly, "That should be enough now."

Lin Xian'er's emotions have shifted several times, as if she has been pushed to her limit by A Fei.

But she remained rational.

She seemed to be close to her first victory.

Because Ah Fei's words admitted his greed.

She felt that he seemed to have developed desire for her body.

Lin Xian'er seemed to see the scene of A Fei, whom she had conquered, kneeling and licking her.

She couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Perhaps it was because it was too cold, or perhaps it was because of excitement.

But Ah Fei only looked at the black cloth on her face.

He smiled slightly:

"It's almost there, just a little bit more."

"A man who is never greedy is likely to miss out on the best little bit of happiness."

Lin Xian'er's chest heaved.

She said, her voice trembling slightly:

"Why do you have to look at my face? Wouldn't that actually add a bit more fantasy and intrigue?"

Lin Xian'er concluded that it was finally time to reap the rewards from A Fei.

Because it seems that Ah Fei now absolutely needs to see her face.

After that, the two of them will definitely end up together.

That was her victory.

So she was deliberately trying to pique Ah Fei's interest.

Once you've built up enough anticipation, then comes the final, decisive blow.

Although she was not confident about her figure, and although her methods had failed several times with Ah Fei.

But now, victory is beckoning to her.

She couldn't wait to taste Ah Fei, this fruit.

But Lin Xian'er also knew.

A chef must be patient when cooking a delicious dish.

Just like a patient cat will eventually get to eat fish.

So, in the final moments before victory, she used every trick in the book to suppress the urgency in her heart.

And it perfectly portrayed the appearance of prey about to be killed.

That's how she's resisting Ah Fei right now.

Lin Xian'er knew that the more she begged in her current state, the more excited the man would become.

All I heard Ah Fei say was:

Have you ever heard the saying that many women with great figures are actually quite ugly?

Lin Xian'er said timidly:

Do you think I'm ugly?

Her voice trembled, as if she were truly afraid of Ah Fei.

Ah Fei said:

"That's hard to say, since I haven't seen it."

Lin Xian'er sighed, as if she had given up struggling.

She said softly:

"You're such a greedy person."

She stared intently at Ah Fei.

"Once you see my face, you'll probably never forget me."

"But I might not go with you. If that happens, you'll inevitably miss me day and night, wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?"

She checked one last time, determined to kill Ah Fei.

After all, fruits of such high quality as Afei's are truly rare.

She wants to possess it all forever.

Ah Fei chuckled and said:

"You're quite confident in yourself."

Lin Xian'er's delicate hand caressed her exquisite bone structure, seemingly hesitant.

After a while, she raised her hand and took off the black cloth.

Her flowing black hair cascaded down her silken back.

She finally smiled charmingly and said, "Shouldn't I have confidence?"

Even a blind person would find it impossible to resist the sweet fragrance emanating from her and the captivating softness of her voice.

Her face was so beautiful it was breathtaking, making it hard to look directly at her.

With such a physique, there are few in the world who could resist it.

Behind her were white snow and red plum blossoms.

If an artist were to paint this scene, he would surely gouge out his own eyes after finishing it.

Since there will never be a more beautiful view in the world, why pollute our eyes?

The exquisitely beautiful woman simply smiled and remained silent.

Because she knew she no longer needed to speak.

Her eyes speak volumes, her alluring smile speaks volumes.

Her arms, her chest, her legs, every inch of her body speaks volumes.

Lin Xian'er knew that was enough; she had already won.

If a man could still refuse, he must be dead.

She was waiting, and she was also extending an invitation.

But Ah Fei remained unmoved and instead raised his sword.

Then it was placed on Lin Xian'er's goose neck.

The blade lightly sliced ​​across her neck.

Blood splattered little by little on her alabaster chest, like bright plum blossoms on the snow.

Lin Xian'er was completely terrified; her soft body had stiffened.

Ah Fei said calmly:

"Do you still have that much confidence?"

The blade remained pressed against Lin Xian'er's neck.

Her lips trembled, and their color was ashen, whiter than snow.

Lin Xian'er's methods are still too rudimentary.

Ah Fei thought to himself.

Although she was indeed clever, knowing how to arouse a man's most primal, animalistic desires.

And she has the means to do so.

But if she could stand at the heights she once reached and look down.

Then you'll realize that the methods she used were really just small fry.

That doesn't even qualify as the foundation of one's own experience.