Behind the palatial buildings of the Great Gan Dynasty, the azure cliffs were shrouded in ethereal mist.
Looking down, ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers unfurled like splendid embroidery; looking up, the infinite pale sky was bathed in the white light of the descending moon.
The misty mountains and rising white fog hid a towering green peak behind the boundless prosperity.
Upon it, the shadows of bamboo forests were dense, yet there was no trace of cold gloom; instead, it was as clear and bright as a lunar realm.
Inside a small bamboo hut, a girl of celestial grace and exquisite appearance sat cross-legged.
She wore a plain white skirt, looking ethereal like an immortal.
Her figure was slender and elegantly curved; her graceful silhouette alone was enough to stir the imagination, yet she was supported by a cold, detached temperament that made her seem transcendent and holy.
She was extraordinarily icy and beautiful, making it feel like a sin to steal even one extra glance.
Beneath her slender waist, her two long, snowy-white legs were completely uncovered.
Between her thighs, the deep, alluring snowy skin was faintly visible.
Her small, delicate jade feet resembled meticulously carved snow-jade from the Tianshan Mountains; ten perfect toes, like translucent grapes, were arranged quietly and neatly together… Get faster updates on novelping.com.
The soft, smooth flesh of her inner thighs gleamed like polished porcelain under the faint moonlight filtering through the bamboo, the hidden valley between her legs promising forbidden warmth and silky wetness that no mortal eye had ever truly deserved to witness.
This enticing and magnificent scenery naturally had no one to appreciate it.
If anyone could catch a glimpse of the girl’s world-shaking beauty, they would know that this world-detached fairy was the famous and peerless female sword immortal of the Great Gan Dynasty—Luo Yunxue.
Her three thousand strands of black hair, which should have flowed like a waterfall, were currently gathered up by a wooden hairpin.
Her face was purely enchanting, like a plum blossom braving the frost.
She was meditating upon the bed, a figure that brooked no desecration.
But no one knew that within the mind of this sword immortal, scenes of her carnal encounter with the old servant the night before were constantly surfacing…
She remembered that the taste was truly enough to make her, who had never experienced the love between man and woman, feel a pleasure reaching both heaven and death.
Luo Yunxue remembered that although her heart was full of reluctance, she was ultimately occupied by human fleshly desires.
In that encounter that violated the boundary between the immortal and the mortal, she had actively arched her waist and twisted her body, merging even more tightly with the sturdy man as if she were born to do so…
It was as if she had “tasted the marrow and knew the flavor.” Amidst the increasingly violent thrusting, she felt her celestial body was as exhilarated as when she first stepped onto the path of immortality. You are reading on novelping.com, the official source.
Climbing bit by bit to the peak of ultimate bliss, she craved even more for the man’s meat-pillar to crush her holy and soft floral core.
So much so that after she lost her senses from being fucked, her slender waist continued to subconsciously meet the other party with force, repeatedly ascending the soul-consuming peak of erotic desire!
Her tight, velvet-smooth immortal pussy had clenched and rippled around his thick, veiny cock with desperate hunger, milking every throbbing inch as thick strands of her sweet nectar mixed with his hot cum coated her quivering inner walls and dripped obscenely down her trembling thighs.
No…
it shouldn’t be like this…
The fairy’s beautiful head shook slowly.
Luo Yunxue’s heart still did not approve of yesterday’s lovemaking, viewing it only as a vital stage of heart-tempering on the path of cultivation.
But it was undeniable that the man’s massive, burning-hot member had indeed brought her incomparable pleasure, even to the point where her Daoist heart became transparent and her cultivation realm surged.
The memory of that enormous, rock-hard shaft stretching her narrow, hairless white-tiger cunt to its limits, the bulbous head battering her sensitive floral core again and again while her full breasts bounced wildly and her long legs wrapped around his waist in shameless need, made fresh juices leak from her hidden slit even now as she meditated.
How exactly should she deal with this improper relationship…