Chapter 4 Wen Xue

Tianyuan Sect is an ancient sect with boundless reputation and heroes. It has been a thousand years without any reputation. It is not due to a top master like the Seven Masters of Jiangshan, but the infinite foundation accumulated by generations of predecessors. With this protracted and lasting inheritance, it can be called one of the holy places in the martial arts world.

On the vast Yinma Plain in Zhongzhou, the Tianyuan Sect Sect was built by the first ancestor. It has long been expanded into eight halls. Tianyuan is located in the magnificent scale. Any martial arts young man who is eager to be happy, beautiful, and famous all over the world is honored to join such sects.

Except for the Tianyuan Palace, which is the residence of the head sect leader to handle administrative affairs, the other eight halls are: Shenwu Palace, Fuyun Palace, Fenghu Palace, Beidou Palace, Lengyue Palace, Zhushu Palace, Sutra Hall, and Zhiqing Palace. Among them, Shenwu Palace is the highest martial arts hall of Tianyuan Sect. All the disciples they receive are the hall masters and sect elders. Those who do not have roots and bones and have high understanding must not start practicing. Although such strict rules have led to only ten disciples in this hall, these ten great geniuses can be regarded as the absolute pillars of the sect's future.

At this moment, there were two people sitting in the Shenwu Hall, which was built with the power of Ruyi, and the Six Heroes.

One of them is a woman, who is not particularly young, about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, wearing a soft silk robe with red color, delicate and delicate beauty, her legs are extremely slender, and her body skeleton is taller than ordinary women. Her black and slightly curly hair is casually wrapped with a golden hairpin behind her head. The messy hair has not been tidied up, her nose is a little taller, and her red lips are plump, but with the eyes of the upside down, she has a variety of styles that are indescribable!

This beautiful man who can be regarded as charming from another perspective is Yàn Lingxuan, the second disciple in the Shenwu Palace after Nie Qianque.

Another man is about the same age as Yàn Lingxuan. He is as white as snow, tall and thin as he looks quite good, but because of his drooping eyes, he seems to be mentally inadequate and unable to wake up. Those who don’t know him would never imagine that Bai Donghuang, the fourth disciple of the Shenwu Palace, who is famous, looks like a lazy person.

Yàn Lingxuan stepped on the chair with one foot without any image, holding an ancient wine pot in her left hand, and giggled: This time, our Dabo Xun Demon Sect has been sending gifts for many days. What are the treasure swords, swords, horse spirit pills, antiques and jades, etc., is it useless? The brothers from Fenghuo Village have eyes. The twenty pots of old wine they brewed themselves are so delicious. I originally wanted to taste it for my master and you brothers. Who would have thought that it would be more than a dozen pots at a time? Hey, the fourth brother, I won’t mind my second sister.She was born in southern Xinjiang and always used to adding more or less words when speaking, which makes people feel soft and soft.

Bai Donghuang Ben sat on a chair and looked up at the roof of the hall. He didn't look at her when he heard this, and said lazily: I was counting how many beams there are on the roof of the hall. I have to count again when you interrupt.

Yàn Lingxuan took another sip of wine and said: You are really boring. Other brothers went out to socialize and make friends with heroes. The fifth, sixth, and nineth said they were going to have fun with any heroes and noble ladies. You actually played with the crossbar and did something else.

Bai Donghuang still said weakly: It’s too troublesome to make friends. I’m too lazy to say so much nonsense. Besides, you didn’t go either?

Gudong Gudong Yàn Lingxuan drank the remaining half pot of wine in one mouthful. She even raised her amazing long legs, raised her toe toward Bai Donghuang, and grimaced her face and said: What are the second sisters going to socialize? Those old men and little ghosts either looked at each other secretly or were full of slandering and flattering. It would be better to practice the martial arts handed down by the master.

Oh, I can't see you when I practice martial arts hard since I was a child. You can eat and drink like a shadow. By the way, the wine you drink is the best craft craft that has been stored in Fenghuozhai for a hundred years. Every drop is equivalent to gold. The emperor is reluctant to drink like you.

Yàn Lingxuan stared at her big eyes like a little girl, and after a while, she said: I originally wanted to divide the master and the senior brother into one pot. Once you say this, I will take it all into my room later. Whoever dares to go in and steal it? My second sister will tear up his bad hands.

Bai Donghuang seemed to have entered a state of meditation, no longer chatting, and focused on counting the beams. Just as he counted eighty-one beams and prepared to count the huge murals on the walls, there were several mountains, and the wind suddenly roared and the sand and stones in the square outside the hall, accompanied by the roar of tigers and dragons. The idiot also knew that someone was practicing some extremely fierce martial arts outside.

Yàn Lingxuan smiled and said: The little girl is practicing her mace again... No wonder someone has called her the Hercules Demon recently. She is so powerful in the Heavenly King Ghost Suppression Pestle.

Bai Donghuang sighed and said: It makes people busy. If I had known that I would have made friends with some heroic friends.

The palace gate opened, and a pretty and beautiful little girl who was more than four and a half feet tall broke in angrily. Although she was short, the place where she should grow fat was long at all. The thin training suit made her breasts look fat and fat, and her youthfulness was endless. At this time, her eyes were pissing off: Second Senior Sister, I heard that Mu Lanting had returned to the mountain last night. This dead woman had been against her elder brother all day long. If it weren't for the same scene with her fellow disciples, I would have killed her long ago!

This popular little girl is the youngest disciple of Shenwu Palace. The hall master was newly acquired by Xue Wushuang at the beginning of the year. She made good use of a steel mace and was known as the Hercules Demon.

Yàn Lingxuan jumped up from the chair and fell lightly beside Xue Wushuang. She lowered her head and joked: Oh, she was so angry. Look, it made the younger sister angry. The eldest brother felt so distressed when he saw it.

Unexpectedly, Xue Wushuang seemed to feel more and more aggrieved the more she thought about it. With a wow, she burst into tears and cried out. The eldest brother didn’t know that I was most directed at him. His mind was the little widow named Wen Xue in Zhiqing Palace. I... I... I really want to beat them all to death!

Yàn Lingxuan smiled and the flowers were trembling, while Bai Donghuang just wanted to find someone to talk boring nonsense outside, so as to save her from talking nonsense like a show.

Second sister tells you Ah, Senior Brother loves you the most, especially when you hit the elder of the Marun Sect with a blow that day... What's the name... The white-bearded elder squirts blood, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Senior Brother is grateful.

Xue Wushuang burst into tears and laughed, really?I just said, what status and status of Senior Brother Nie Qianque is, Mu Lanting can't even compare with him with a finger, and I don't allow him to like a little widow. He is just a girl who can be matched with Senior Brother... He has a very good background and is dedicated to him. You are right, Senior Brother Fourth!

Bai Donghuang had already walked to the door, but he didn't expect that the youngest junior sister would seek medical treatment and actually talk about himself. He said indifferently: Whether the eldest brother likes a little widow or a big daughter, even if he likes a fairy and a witch, it has nothing to do with me. I only care if he really gets married, I'm really not used to having too many people in front of me.

Yàn Lingxuan suddenly said: I forgot everything. The person here just now said that Mu Lanting was chasing the Marun Sect this time, and she came back alive. Even a little disciple of Zhiqing Palace got in. Now, Wen Xue took someone to Fuyun Palace to judge the show. This drama is so good. Hello, little sister and fourth brother, should I go and watch the fun together?

Xue Wushuang clapped and shouted, "Good death, what's the matter? You dare to compete with our Shenwu Palace. The little widow and Mu Lanting quarreled. Haha, let's go and see a joke."

Bai Donghuang had already escaped from the hall to find a quiet place to cultivate one's own character and go.

To be more precise, Fuyun Palace is a white tower, majestic and solemn, like an invincible magic sword that pierces the blue sky. On the first floor of the hall, the three personal disciples of the Feixue Sword Fairy Mu Lingfei, Wang Daosheng, Song Kangyan and Li Fei were sitting in a state of ease. It was not because Wen Xue, the first person in Zhiqing Palace, came to please others. It was because Mu Lanting, who was famous and vowed to compete with the Shenwu Palace, led five people to capture Yin Zhongyu. As a result, no one of the five people came back and all broke on the Yulong Snow Mountain. This face was too great. His arrogant attitude in the past was much smaller.

Wang Daosheng smiled bitterly: Junior Sister Wen Xue...

A round and fat man in Zhiqing Palace said: Although you are old, I remember that when Senior Sister Wen was five years old, she was not as good as you, brother.

Wang Daosheng changed his words: Senior Sister Wen Xue, Senior Brother Li Fuju…

The fat man Li Fuju cut off again and said: I just turned 20 this year and I can't afford to be your senior brother Ah.

The King's Holy Heart said that Wen Xue looks like twenty-four or twenty, you are only twenty years old, so how can I remember that I didn't get started when she was five years old... Song Kangyan, who was standing beside him, could not bear it anymore and said: Hello, Li Fuju, although we are of the same school, we are not taught by the same teacher. What's the use of your pretentiousness?

The other Li Fei was a 16 or 17-year-old disciple, so shy that he never dared to speak. When he saw Wen Xue in Zhiqing Palace for the first time, he felt that this senior sister was slim and had a fairy dignity like a picture, and a stunning description of ancient poems. Her temperament was gentle and elegant, but she did not have the more domineering side of Senior Sister Mu Lanting. It was so hard to explain that she was as pleasing to her as if she wanted to be close to her neighbor's sister.

Wen Xue's voice was as light as the wind shattered jade. She stopped Li Fuju and continued to mess around. She said politely and strongly: On that day, the Lord Mu went to my master to borrow a disciple who knew medicine and went with Lanting to eliminate demons. I originally overestimated myself, but Lord Mu felt that the two first disciples would harm Lan... it would harm the reputation of Tianyuan Sect. The master appointed Junior Brother Cheng Gang, who was skilled in martial arts, but the Lord Mu still felt that it was inappropriate, so he sent Junior Brother Ye Chen to accompany him. Now you only sent one servant to Zhiqing Palace to say that my Junior Brother Ye has been martyred. Haha, I really think we are weak and can't be bullied.When talking about Ye Chen's martyrdom, her voice cords were choked, which showed that Ye Chen had a lot of weight in her heart. In the end, she changed her past gentleness and rarely showed the majesty that the first hall should have.

Song Kangyan also said with red eyes: Do you know that our senior brother Jiang Yunshu, Hong Zhaohu and Fang Chuqian have also died?

Li Fuju said coldly: Is there another junior brother Yu Shaoying?Have you sacrificed too?He had learned early in the morning that Yu Shaoying had a cowardly apostate and escaped at the last minute, and he was deliberately ridiculed.

Wang Daosheng said seriously: This person is cowardly. Master told the sect leader last night without any concealment. The sect leader has sent the sect disciples in charge of the prison and slaughter hall to deal with the destruction of his martial arts and announced that he had been expelled from the house.

Wen Xuedao: Where is Lanting?Why avoid it?

Song and Wang were silent, but Li Fei said boldly: This incident also had a great blow to Senior Sister Mu. After reporting on her trip last night, she went out before dawn today.

Li Fuju said angrily: Kill our Junior Brother Ye, she will leave without hesitation!

Song Kangyan is also fighting back. Your mouth is cleaner. Everyone is not a commoner. He has entered the Tianyuan Sect and walked around the world to eliminate demons and protect the way. It is inevitable that he will die. Brother Ye Chen’s death is probably the same as God’s will. Senior Sister Wen Xue is a hero among the girls, and I believe she will not make things difficult for us.

Wen Xue also knew this truth, but Ye Chen was the youngest in Zhiqing Palace and loved him very much on weekdays. This time he died in the border without understanding. He really couldn't accept it. He came to Fuyun Palace to question her in anger. She was naturally weak, but she would not let only three ordinary disciples pass it away. After calming down, she said: In any case, how could Yin Zhongyu force Lanting to such a level? When she returns to the mountain gate, please let her explain the situation in person. At least she could find the body of Ye Chen back for burial.

The King’s Holy Dao: This should have been the case. My palace master will personally reply to Master Lu Feng to apologize.

What else did Li Fuju say? Wen Xuexian waved her hand and said: Dafu is back. If Lanting is not there in the future, I will ask the sect leader and the elders to comment on the truth.

When the song ended and everyone left, Yàn Lingxuan and Xue Wushuang stood up like little thief outside the window, and the former said: It's meaningless. By the way, I have known Wen Xue for more than ten years, and I haven't seen her argue with anyone yet?

Xue Wushuang was furious again. From my perspective, this kind of young widow who is a husband is the most dangerous. She looks so handsome all day long, isn’t it to seduce men?He killed his husband in his early years, and now he killed his junior brother. If the eldest brother did not wake up, he would sooner or later be killed by her....

Yàn Lingxuan didn't agree and yawned up to the sky and said: Actually, Ah, the fourth brother is right. With the current status of his senior brother, let alone marry Wen Xue, he would marry an 80-year-old woman in the Demon Sect. The guests who congratulate him will also be crowded with the sect. When you grow up, you will understand. Alas, after drinking too much, you want to sleep after watching the show. I'll go to bed for a while.

Xue Wushuang hurriedly said: Second sister, I want to teach Wen Xue a lesson. Master loves me the most. I won’t blame me if something happens, right?

Yàn Lingxuan put away her smile very rarely and said slowly: I'm so self-righteous. If something really happens, the master will definitely not be able to protect you, and the elder brother will most likely ignore you.

Xue Wushuang watched the second senior sister go away, clenched her fists, thinking to herself that I must move her.

When it was late at night, Xue Wushuang changed into black clothes and took a small path into Zhiqing Palace. She seemed reckless and irritable, but she was not a fool. It was absolutely taboo for each other in any sect to be killed. In this action, she raised her attention to ensure that everything was foolproof.

Compared with the magnificent Shenwu Hall and the majestic Fuyun Hall, the so-called Zhiqing Hall is more like an ordinary mansion. There are many medicinal materials that cannot be called by Xue Wushuang in the courtyard. She is extremely fast and rushed left and right to explore the room area of ​​the female disciples. Finally, she found Wen Xue, who lives alone in an independent and elegant courtyard.

Xue Wushuangfei rushed into Wen Xue's room like that, waved her pipa, and lit up the nine major holes of her sleeping soundly. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and said to herself: If the reputation of the little widow is not hindered by the senior brother today, I will take off her and throw it into the square, which will be very fun. The senior brother will never want her again.

Wen Xue under the moonlight looks even more beautiful and vulgar than during the day. Xue Wushuang is a little crazy as a girl. She vaguely feels that maybe such a fairy-like senior sister is worthy of the heroic and powerful senior brother. She untied Wen Xue's close-fitting clothes with her little hand, and her small and tender bellyband could not block the two plump and white breasts. Xue Wushuang couldn't help but touch her breasts again, thinking: How can she become as big as her?

If she had done the right thing normally, even if Wen Xue could not defeat Xue Wushuang, she would never be restrained. But now how could she have thought that she was attacked by a girl of her classmates in her dreams? She would not have thought that before this little girl could take action against her, she would have softened her whole body.

So is it so comfortable to pinch here?Xue Wushuang herself never expected that after seeing Wen Xue's plump breasts, she had inexplicable desire. She sat by the bed, carefully untied Ye Xing's clothes, and rubbed her very soft breasts again. In an instant, the tip of her small virgin breasts protruded. She rubbed one hand and reached the other towards Wen Xue, and also slowly rubbed one of her snow breasts out of her bellyband.

Xue Wushuang was shocked that she dared to make such a ridiculous and lewd action, but her breasts were sore and swollen at this moment, and the extremely fine and honey crack between her legs was unprecedentedly wet. She put her hand into her crotch and wanted to rub it to relieve itching for the first time in her life, and she found that her tender lips were so soft and muddy that she was so soft and muddy that Xue Wushuang was so angry that she wanted to cry, but her little hands were completely uncontrollable. She rubbed her delicate clitoris vigorously, and her pure little face couldn't help but buried it in Wen Xue's plump breasts, scratching the bottomless cleavage with her nose.

At this time, Xue Wushuang was kneeling on the bed, her pants were placing her calves on the calves, her youthful and tender buttocks were raised high, and her small and fragrant tongue hooked Wen Xue's instinctively standing nipples and sucked gently, her left hand almost self-abusely, and her right hand rubbed her shiny Mifu randomly. She dared not put her fingers into her vagina to destroy her membrane, and could only scrape her clitoris faster than practicing the King of Heaven's Shake Ghost Pestle. The beauty of the soul running through the spinal cord.

Until Wen Xue frowned slightly, a soft moan from her throat, and from beginning to end, just this sound was so soft that it reached the depths of the human soul. Xue Wushuang heard it and she was also ah.She moaned, and Mihu Xiaozui suddenly shot a small sticky water line. She pressed her sore and lazy to Wen Xuemian's soft chest. Her first ejaculation made her cheeks hot and hot. She was only thinking in her heart, how could such a fairy-like person be exposed to other men naked to see blasphemy?She didn't care about the slippery crotch, and she raised her pants in panic, and did not forget to pack up Wen Xue's clothes. Then she returned to the Shenwu Palace at a faster speed than when she came.