Gao Wu's harem started from a brothel

Zhan Qingyan looked into the distance and chuckled, as if he saw something interesting, then turned his head and said: "The blood demon's counterattack this time is unusual, and different from the previous ones. The seal that lasted for so long has already lost its mind. This may be his last attempt, and the power is extraordinary. In a few days, Qingyuan Sect will probably be lively again..."

At this moment, a very loud cry interrupted the conversation between the master and the disciple. They smiled at each other and spoke softly.

Chapter 255 Meeting

The practice of dual cultivation of Yin and Yang is a method that has its own incredible benefits.

As Zheng Yi's attack on Wu Lianqing was completed and his long-lost desire for violence was released, he slowly entered the stage of practicing.

The method is quite mysterious.

Whether it is to make up for the surplus by taking what is insufficient, or to achieve harmony and complementarity of yin and yang, it all depends on Zheng Yi's mood at the moment. He has absolute control, and when Wu Lianqing, who is riding wildly under him, is aroused, if he is willing, he will definitely be able to replenish his cultivation.

However, it is not necessary.

Zheng Yi, who has hope, will sooner or later leave all women behind. If he continues to force his women to have sex, the pleasure may not last long, and he will be stuck in a stage where no one is available again.

To understand sustainable development...

The pinnacle of martial arts is within reach.

In addition, the vigorous energy can supplement all his body needs, and it is just being taken away by others... just a little water.

As for advancing by gathering and replenishing first and then supplementing later, it is a good idea but not rational.

Putting aside the question of whether there is anything fatal in forcibly transforming one's state without sufficient preparation, how could the pulse master who was peeping from somewhere overhead just sit there and watch him drain the energy of her beloved disciple to the point of waste?

As for just a taste...

Why bother? Just practice the Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Method a few more times, and your progress will not get any worse.

Moreover, in such a relaxed atmosphere in Qingyuan Sect, Wu Lianqing was able to hold back until the transformation state before releasing his Yuan Yin. If he were to use his energy to replenish her, it might hurt the beauty's heart.

Zheng Yi is too lazy to coax women, but that doesn't mean he won't use such a convenient method that can win the hearts of beauties.

For normal dual cultivation, the gains were not small. At this moment, he could feel a pure and majestic power of heaven and earth as the Yuan Yin was released, which turned into nourishment during the operation of the technique, nourishing his limbs and bones.

Tremble, tremble, growl.

Wu Lianqing, who had been grabbed by Zheng Yi's hair and bent over to raise her fat buttocks, tried her best to have intercourse. Her white buttocks trembled rapidly. No matter what kind of man he was, he would not be able to help but release at such a high frequency.

The same goes for Zheng Yi.

At the same time, at his initiative, an extremely rich Yuan Yang, enough to destroy the foundation of an ordinary person, rushed towards the endless depths carrying all his blood, essence and source energy, filling it up fiercely. The huge amount made Wu Lianqing feel as if he was full for a moment.

However, the next moment.

Wu Lianqing, who had just regained consciousness, suddenly trembled all over as if struck by lightning. Feeling the tremendous amount of source energy being poured into him, he turned his head in horror and looked at Zheng Yi.

The atmosphere suddenly stopped.

Zheng Yi lifted her up sideways with force, making sure that he could hold and caress her huge and plump breast with both hands while still allowing his Optimus Prime to repair her vagina.

Wu Lianqing panted, her whole body limp in disbelief, and exclaimed: "Are you crazy? How dare you ask me to take your essence? What use is your little essence and blood to me?"

Zheng Yi sighed in deep sorrow: "Yes, I couldn't control myself for a moment and poured all my power into you."

Wu Lianqing looked at Zheng Yi carefully, feeling the impact that even seemed to be a tonic to her, and said faintly: "Why do you have to do this? For a moment of pleasure, you have ruined your own peerless foundation... I don't know how Master will blame me when the time comes."

"Ok?"

Zhan Qingyan's somewhat distracted mind in the distance instantly focused, and his usually leisurely expression instantly became solemn. He grabbed Mother Liu's hand and was about to rush over here.

Mother Liu also saw this scene, and she calmly squeezed Zhan Qingyan's palm and said softly: "Master, don't panic, this is Xiaoyi's blood talent... a lifetime of luck."

"What do you mean?"

Zhan Qingyan paused and looked at her in confusion. After all, she had a purpose, and Mother Liu had some feelings and was not panicked at all at this moment.

"No matter what technique requires his body to be consumed, it will be replenished out of thin air. It is quite magical... It is similar to the Saint Li Ji Ke's Unprovoked Void Creation."

"Bloodline talent is indeed unreasonable..."

Zhan Qingyan sighed softly, his eyes flickering:

"However, his bloodline talent is quite compatible with our Qingyuan Sect."

At the same time, Zheng Yi smiled slightly, lowered his head and kissed Wu Lianqing on the forehead: "Since I have been taken, Aunt Qing, can you do something for me at the last moment?"

His tone was low and his lips turned pale from suppressing himself.

"Um……"

Wu Lianqing's eyes were as clear as water as she looked at the broken body with pity, thinking in her heart that since it was because of her that his foundation was completely lost, and he looked so handsome, it wouldn't be a bad idea to let him enjoy it a little before he died.

"Would you please clean it for me with your mouth?"

Zheng Yi gently pushed her away, and his ferocious dragon slowly stretched out, with saliva mixed with love juice on it. There was a hint of pleading in his eyes. It was not appropriate to force his mouth on a woman whose cultivation was higher than his, so he could only try to outsmart her.

"what……"

Wu Lianqing looked at the dripping dragon and felt a little conflicted for a moment. It didn't look like a sweet thing at all, not to mention that she had to use her mouth to eat it. She couldn't help swallowing.

However, when he looked up, he saw Zheng Yi's exhausted and calm face again.

She turned around in a tangled manner, her tight black clothes had been stripped off long ago, her two plump breasts trembled slightly with her movements, and the white silk stockings on her straight and slender legs had half slipped down to the middle of her thighs, leaving undulating marks from the tightness.

"I……"

It was also the first time that Wu Lianqing experienced the soft and dreamy feeling. At this moment, she had lost her basic judgment except for danger.

"Help……"

Zheng Yi's tone was quite calm and his face was a little pale.

Well, Wu Lianqing grabbed it and bent down, but unfortunately her slender body and big, plump legs made it impossible for her to move her red lips closer.

Just when she was about to try, Zheng Yi's light voice came.

"Just kneel down and look up."

Wu Lianqing knelt down subconsciously, but her eyes suddenly became stern.

No, why should I kneel down?

She quickly looked up and saw that he was as pale as paper. She thought, forget it.

She knelt gently on one knee, raised her head, and moved her lips tentatively towards the evil dragon.

But the dripping sound made her move closer and closer, and then move away, but she failed to take it into her mouth after several attempts.

Right here.

Zheng Yi thrust forward suddenly.

"Ugh, yuck."

The huge evil dragon rushed in directly. She was already hesitant to speak, and she didn't have time to use her teeth to dodge. The strong taste and huge size almost made her vomit, but when she thought about how Zheng Yi was already a disabled person, she swallowed it with difficulty.

Swallow and spit, plug and unplug.

Her mouth was not flexible and her tactile experience was not that good, but the woman of the same level as him who was high above him and could dominate his fate in Beixuan County City, now gave up everything and lay down beneath him, using the most wanton oral skills to solve his problems.

The feeling here is naturally hard to describe.

Ok?

wrong!

Wu Lianqing became more and more awake, feeling the increasingly hot and powerful breath of the giant thing in her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked at Zheng Yi, who looked as if nothing had happened.

"You actually lied to... me!"

"Cough...cough!"

Just when she was filled with indignation.

Zheng Yi poured all his body's energy into her mouth as before, and this time it actually made her belly bulge out.

With a smug smile as if he had succeeded in something great, he said softly, "Aunt Qing, don't move. There will be great benefits!"

……

Boom!

A huge aura surged from the air and slowly gathered, just like the rising sun.

On top of the lush green peak, Zheng Yi looked with confused eyes at Wu Lianqing who was floating in the air in the distance with infinite Taoist charm.

At this moment, she was like a queen ruling the world, overlooking the Flower Sword Peak below, her voice calm and indifferent:

"The new disciple of Yindie Peak heard about the great reputation of Kongming Sword and begged me to take him to Huajian Peak to see it!"

She looks so majestic, it's hard to tell that she was just crouching under someone's crotch, swallowing essence.

This contrast in feeling...

It really makes people feel refreshed to the extreme!

Just as Zheng Yi was grinning, a stern sword intent emanated from the protective formation of Huajian Peak. It was so sharp that even with Zheng Yi's physical strength, he could feel the pain on his face at this distance.

Cold and icy.

The snow-white sword intent cut through the violent aura around Wu Lianqing.

Subsequently.

The protective formation slowly opened, revealing the spacious training ground inside.

The beautiful and unparalleled figure sat cross-legged in the center, and a group of people beside her had different expressions, but most of them were ecstatic, with a small amount of disbelief mixed in.

The moon-white gown fluttered without wind, and the long sword floated and turned slowly behind him as if it had a spirit.

Yu Qingqing's face showed no sadness or joy, and between her eyes there was a scattering of sword energy. She spoke coldly:

"Uncle Wu has come from afar, please take a seat."

Wu Lianqing, who had been looking down on others, stared at Yu Qingqing, who was sitting in the middle of the training ground, with his eyes fixed.

This familiar aura no longer seemed to be able to be transformed by the powerful sword intent, but was truly an aura that was in harmony with heaven and earth.

How is that possible! How old is she?

Wu Lianqing roared in her heart, and it was no wonder that she was not calm. The transformation state was different from the previous accumulation of energy. It was about finding one's own will that could best restrain the assimilation of heaven and earth.

Talent can be innate, but willpower requires countless years of experience and character. Moreover, judging from Yu Qingqing's level, she doesn't look like someone who would use the help of all living beings to suppress others.

In other words, in just eighteen years, she not only completed the accumulation of cultivation that ordinary people could hardly accomplish, but also found her own will and sword heart, thus stepping into the transformation realm...

Bang, bang, bang!

Zheng Yi looked at the figure that existed in his memory with his eyes slightly narrowed. Even though he had entered the sage state at this time, he couldn't help but feel the blood rushing through his body and his heart was beating wildly.

is her!

It's her!

The woman who planted the seeds of martial arts in his heart and made him a must-have to reach the pinnacle of martial arts!

Zheng Yi licked his lips, gave a determined smile, then stepped forward, and his figure swayed and flew to Wu Lianqing's side.

But just when he was getting excited, a chaotic and noisy sound began to come from below.

A sinister laugh was heard, "With this silver-plated spear-head thing, you still want to come and pay homage to Kongming Sword?"

"that is!"

A deep voice followed closely behind, sneering loudly: "With this, you are still known as the strongest genius in many years."

"But I heard that they in Yindie Peak compare it with the Holy Son Li Ji Ke. They really don't know their place." Someone nearby echoed.

"Wait, let me say something fair!"

A mature and steady voice said: "He can only be compared with the Holy Son Li Ji Ke at most. Our Kong Ming Jian has entered the Transformation Realm with a talent of less than 20 years old, and his sword intent is also unparalleled in the world."

"Is he worthy enough to compete with our Huajian Peak?"

"Yes, yes."

"They deserve it."

The chaotic noise wasn't that unpleasant, but it was so noisy that Zheng Yi couldn't help but frown.

He glanced down slowly. The realms of the people below were different, but they all had one thing in common, which was that they were all quite young. If they were not in the Qingyuan Sect, they would definitely be rare geniuses in Beixuan outside.

It's a pity that I'm just lost in the crowd here.