This woman was full of mature charm, tall and stunning.
She wore a long black sheer dress.
Her face was radiant and alluring.
Her makeup was light.
Long arched brows framed captivating eyes touched with seductive shadow.
Beneath a high, jade-like nose her lips were full and lush, painted a seductive pink.
Her smooth, flawless face had delicate snow-white skin that looked as if it might melt at a touch.
A small beauty mark sat by her sensual lips, a perfect last stroke that made her even more alluring.
Her eyes held a grown woman’s pull.
Her long dress was extremely sexy, embroidered with fine phoenix patterns and lace, elegant and inviting at once.
The well-cut cloth clung tight to her voluptuous figure.
The half-transparent weave showed glimpses of delicate fair skin beneath the sheer fabric.
Her shoulders were bare.
Only a thin strap tied into a black bow at the back of her neck, leaving large stretches of her fair, alabaster skin open.
Her breasts were full and high.
Those large orbs strained against the thin cloth.
The area around her high, full breasts was covered by sheer lace that trembled a little with her breath, showing the deep cleavage and the smooth white flesh under the lace, outlining the shape of her full, rounded breasts.
The pattern of her black bra showed faintly through.
The lines dropped sharply below her ribs.
The slender waist was wrapped tight by the long skirt.
Below her flat abdomen the curves suddenly widened, outlining round, plump, high peach-shaped buttocks.
Those high, firm buttocks filled the skirt of her lower body.
The beautiful woman sat firm on the throne on those round, plump buttocks, the plump sexy flesh squeezed into a lewd shape.
That seductive, elegant sitting pose made her plump buttocks and pink hips look wider than her shoulders, quite seductive, enough to make a man’s head swim.
As the beautiful grown woman sat down, the hem of her long skirt slid to either side and showed two plump, snow-white thighs beneath.
She sat with her legs crossed, her voluptuous long pink legs sheathed in alluring black stockings.
The sheer stockings were a sexy suspender style, hugging her full, fleshy thighs tight.
Fine lace patterns marked the thigh sections of the black stockings and showed glimpses of smooth snow-white flesh under the skirt, mysterious and inviting.
Her smooth black-stockinged legs swayed inside the sheer skirt, giving off a sensual, mature scent, and the line from thigh to calf looked as even and smooth as satin.
A pair of ten-centimeter high heels with phoenix patterns dangled from her beautiful feet, which were also wrapped in black stockings.
The heels swayed lazily on her crossed legs and made her alluring curves even clearer.
It was done to the fullest.
This beautiful woman had an incomparably alluring face and a voluptuous, exquisitely beautiful figure — perfectly proportioned, neither too plump nor too thin.
Her whole being gave off a sensual charm, the irresistible pull of a mature, voluptuous woman.
Her skirt swirled and billowed in a dazzle of floral patterns.
The whole hall filled with an enchanting, mature woman’s fragrance.
She was simply a peerless beauty who would make any man who saw her think of lovemaking.
She was Yin Luoyan, leader of the Evil Moon Cult, one of the three most beautiful women of her time, and the stunning witch known as the Mysterious Enchantress.
As soon as the Demon Queen appeared, the silver dragon obediently flew to a small stone platform beside her seat.
On the platform stood an exquisitely carved miniature mountain.
The silver dragon coiled there and rested, its narrow black eyes fixed on Mo Xingyun, a faint white mist around it.
Though the Demon Queen was stunningly beautiful, Mo Xingyun had long grown used to her.
His face did not change.
He stepped into the inner hall, knelt on one knee, and whispered, “Holy Mother, I, Xing’er, am here to pay my respects.”
The Enchantress leaned lazily against her chair.
Her alluring eyes sparkled.
She giggled and said in a sweet voice, “Little Xing’er, are you playing with the Silver Dragon again?
Get up quickly.
Do not kneel.
Let me see if Xing’er has grown taller and more handsome since I last saw him.”
Mo Xingyun stood and looked up.
He met her captivating eyes and stunning beauty and felt a familiar tingling at once.
She had raised him since childhood.
The two of them were like mother and son.
He was already used to her alluring charm, but his heart still could not help racing.
Seeing his handsome face, the Demon Queen chuckled and rose slowly.
Her skirt swayed and showed her plump, round buttocks under the thin gauze, a seductive wave of flesh.
Her long, slender legs in black stockings moved with grace, her walk as alluring as a willow in the wind.
She came down from the stone platform and stood before Mo Xingyun.
She said in a sweet voice, “Little Xing’er, this handsome face of yours grows more and more pleasing to me.
Now tell me, how has your martial arts training gone lately?”
Mo Xingyun looked at her body up close.
Beneath the thin veil her large, round breasts and deep cleavage were almost within reach.
Her soft, hot flesh trembled a little with her breath.
A rich, mature woman’s fragrance filled his nose.
Her voluptuous figure was fully shown.
He had known her beauty for many years, but he still could not help it.
His blood surged.
His heart pounded.
A slight throbbing pain woke in his groin.
He whispered, “Holy Mother, Xing’er dares not slack off.
I practice day and night.
I only hope I will not disappoint your high hopes.”
The Enchantress narrowed her alluring eyes, parted her red lips a little, and giggled.
Her voice was charming and commanding at once.
She clicked her tongue and said in a sickly-sweet tone, “Dare not slack off?
Hmph.
Little thing, let me test whether your skill has improved at all.”
She flicked a jade-like finger.
A streak of blue-green lightning shot from her fingertip straight at Mo Xingyun’s chest.
The jade ring on her finger shimmered.
The lightning cracked and flashed.
A faint scorching heat filled the air.
Mo Xingyun had been ready, but the move still startled him.
He reacted fast.
He pushed out both palms and sent his inner strength to meet it head-on.
With a loud bang the lightning exploded.
He staggered back three steps.
His chest went numb and sore.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
But he kept his feet.
The Demon Queen’s eyes sparkled with seductive laughter.
She said in a sweet voice, “Good little Xing’er.
You have quite grasped the basics of demonic arts.
You even caught the Azure Lightning Technique so cleanly.
It seems I was not wrong about you.
Your skill is quite good.”
Mo Xingyun gritted his teeth and stood straight.
He knew this was the Demon Queen testing his strength.
He bore the sharp pain, regulated his breath, and circulated his internal energy to heal.
After a while he felt a little better.
He walked back to her and knelt on one knee.
The people of the demonic sect had always taught in strange ways, and he was used to this.
Every so often they would meet and test each other’s skill.
Even though he was seen as a martial prodigy and trained hard, the Demon Queen always had new moves he did not expect, and a beating was hard to avoid.
The Enchantress leaned back lazily in her black jade chair.
Her full, round breasts trembled a little with her breath.
The deep cleavage under the thin gauze showed and faded, enough to stir a man.
She gently swayed her crossed black-stockinged legs.
The exposed flesh of her thighs shone smooth under the stockings, like ripe peaches giving off a rich, mature woman’s fragrance.
She narrowed her alluring eyes, parted her red lips a little, and said in a sweet voice, “Xing’er, get up and come closer.
I have something to tell you.”
Mo Xingyun rose and walked to her.
He looked at her captivating beauty and alluring face.
The Enchantress held her head high and her chest out and stared at him with those beautiful eyes.
Her ample breasts, partly shown, were full and high.
Their curves rose and fell under the lace.
The two large, round orbs looked almost ready to burst from her clothes.
Her black-stockinged legs stayed crossed and swayed lazily.
Glimpses of her plump, rounded buttocks pressed into the seat.
A wave of alluring fragrance washed over him, a strong sensual scent that made him blush and left his mouth dry.
The Enchantress chuckled softly and lifted her jade-like hand a little.
Her slender fingers, painted with scarlet nail polish, hooked his chin and forced him to look up.
Their eyes met.
Her alluring gaze seemed to pull his soul into it.
Her full red lips curved up in a seductive smile.
Her sweet, charming voice rang out.
“You are an outstanding talent among the younger generation of our sect.
Our sect has been kind in raising you, and I regard you as my own son.
I have summoned you today to give you an important task.
It is time for you to repay the sect.”
Mo Xingyun’s heart skipped.
He knew the demonic sect had trained him for so many years with some other aim.
Given that he was a descendant of the Immortal Palace, he wondered what scheme they were laying.
He looked up and said, “Holy Mother, I am deeply grateful for the Holy Sect’s care.
I have practiced martial arts day and night for this day, when I can repay the Holy Sect.
I beg you to give the order.
I will do my utmost, even unto death!”
As he spoke he could not help glancing from the corner of his eye at her beautiful black-stockinged legs on the chair.
The black dress opened in the middle and showed the plump, alluring curves of her crossed legs.
The stockings hugged her fleshy thighs tight and shone with a clear sheen that almost showed her true skin.
A band of black lace trim showed faintly at the top of her legs.
Above that was bare, snow-white, smooth, tender flesh, giving off the seductive scent of a mature woman.
The Demon Queen knew the young man kept stealing looks at her.
She giggled and looked at him in a flirtatious way.
A soft hum left her full red lips.
She said lazily, “You little puppy have quite the sweet talk.
All sorts of lines.”
“Listen.
I have received a secret report.
An important figure from the Heavenly Star Immortal Palace, the leading righteous sect, will pass near us in a few days.
I need you to assassinate this person and bring me her head.”
Mo Xingyun was shocked.
The Heavenly Star Immortal Palace was where his mother was.
Wei Wuyin, his enemy, had seized the Immortal Palace and forced his mother into marriage.
Mother and son had been torn apart and could not even know each other.
For eighteen years he had thought of his parents in the Immortal Palace day and night.
There were rumors that his father was dead and his mother had remarried.
He never dared believe it.
Or rather, he did not want to believe it.
He had long sworn in secret that he would go to the Immortal Palace, see the truth with his own eyes, and ask his dearest mother why she would marry the man who killed his father.
Thinking that one day he would be able to move freely in the outside world, he raised his head and said, “Please rest assured, Holy Mother.
I will capture this person and bring back her head.
I will finish the mission!”
The Enchantress narrowed her alluring eyes at him.
Her jade hand stroked the armrest of her chair.
She said with a half-smile, “It is good that the young man has such courage.
I will write this person’s whereabouts on this map.
You will wait wherever he passes, and you must strike him down in one blow.”
Mo Xingyun said loudly, “Yes!”
Her tone changed all at once.
Her eyes sparkled with allure.
She pressed her voluptuous body against him.
Her large, round breasts pressed against his chest, heaving under the thin veil, and released a fragrant aroma.
She leaned closer.
Her red lips brushed his ear.
She gently nibbled his earlobe and whispered sweetly, “Xing’er, look at your figure.
You are getting more and more manly.
If you do a good job, I will reward you handsomely when you come back…”
Mo Xingyun was young and full of vigor.
His heart raced as she pressed against him, and his penis hardened against his will.
He whispered, “Holy Mother, Xing’er… dares not hope for more.”
She gently swayed her beautiful feet.
A slender leg slipped from her high heels through the lace-trimmed dress.
A sweet fragrance drifted from under her skirt.
She swung that leg in front of him and said in a coquettish voice, “Little puppy, aren’t my legs beautiful…?”
Mo Xingyun was struck dumb.
He stared at the languid, alluring Enchantress.
Her seductive eyes were fixed on him.
Her long, straight, captivating legs stretched out from under her skirt, wrapped in a thin layer of black stockings.
The black suspender stockings hugged her round, firm thighs.
Fine lace patterns sat in the middle of her thighs and hooked onto the fleshy tenderness there.
At the edge, a ring of plump, alluring flesh was squeezed out.
The stockings were soft and delicate, with a layer of seductive, slippery sheen.
Her delicate fair feet were wrapped in the black sheer stockings, and her alluring toes painted with scarlet nail polish could be seen.
Mo Xingyun felt his blood rush to his head.
As a young man full of vigor he could not resist such temptation.
His gaze fell on her beautiful legs in black stockings.
They were long and straight, plump yet well-proportioned.
The stockings hugged her rounded thighs tight.
The cloth was soft and delicate.
The lace at the top of her thighs hooked onto the tender flesh and squeezed out a ring of plump, sexy flesh.
Her ankles were slender.
Her feet were delicate.
Her toes, wrapped in stockings, glowed faintly and gave off a light fragrance.
His penis was throbbing, painfully hard.
He swallowed and whispered, “Beautiful… every part of the Holy Mother is beautiful.
Absolutely beautiful!”
“Hehehe…” The Enchantress giggled.
She teased a lock of cloud-like hair behind her ear with her jade-like hand.
She frowned and said in a seductive voice, “How long are you going to make me wait?
Hurry up and taste the flavor of my legs…”