Goosebumps rose on Feng Fei's skin, and her fair complexion slowly turned a light pink. Yang Mu knew that Feng Fei's body was beginning to stir with emotion.
Yang Mu completely encircled Feng Fei in his arms, while his right hand slowly moved from Feng Fei's waist towards her private parts. Everywhere he touched, Feng Fei trembled. Yang Mu's large hand lingered between Feng Fei's buttocks for a long time. Feeling the fullness and smoothness beneath his touch, Yang Mu's penis instantly grew larger.
Yang Mu's right hand finally landed on Feng Fei's mysterious place. Due to the previous conquest, the tender pink flesh inside was slightly parted and extremely sensitive. Yang Mu's right hand was incredibly hot, and the moment it touched her, Feng Fei curled up from the heat. Feng Fei tried to dodge Yang Mu's large hand. However, her body was restrained by Yang Mu, and she had no strength at all. In the end, Yang Mu grasped the bud beneath the dark forest.
Yang Mu extended his index finger and gently plucked the petals of the Phoenix Flying Blossom. The lubricating juices slowly dripped from his finger into his palm. Yang Mu slowly inserted his index finger, and the Phoenix Flying Blossom immediately felt the intrusion. It instinctively contracted, instantly stopping Yang Mu's further insertion.
Yang Mu curled Feng Fei's earlobe, gently nibbled at it for a moment, and then chuckled in a low voice, "Don't tighten it too much. Otherwise, you'll feel uncomfortable."
Feng Fei's body stiffened. He immediately clenched the index finger that had invaded his body. The violent movement aggravated the previous wound, causing Feng Fei to grimace in pain. Remembering Yang Mu's nonchalant warning, Feng Fei had no choice but to slowly relax his body.
Just as Feng Fei relaxed, Yang Mu suddenly exerted his strength, inserting three fingers into Feng Fei's body.
Feng Fei cried out in pain.
However, the sound only excited Yang Mu more. After several intense thrusts and withdrawals, he couldn't wait to push his already throbbing member into Feng Fei's body.
Feng Fei immediately felt the intrusion of a huge foreign object. Although the passage was moistened by the fluids of both of them, the insertion was extremely difficult because Yang Mu was too big and Feng Fei was too tight.
"It hurts..." Feng Fei finally couldn't help but cry out in pain, but Yang Mu ignored her and started moving violently.
At first, Feng Fei felt as if she were being torn apart, but after a while, she suddenly realized that the excruciating pain had disappeared, replaced by a tingling sensation that swept over her entire body. Feng Fei felt like she was about to fly, but she knew clearly that the one inside her was not Yuan Jue, with whom she shared a deep connection, but rather Yang Mu, who had appeared out of nowhere.
Feng Fei didn't want Yang Mu to know that she was enjoying their intimate moments. If Yang Mu found out… Thinking of this, Feng Fei wished she could dig a hole and hide herself. However, Feng Fei couldn't ignore the pleasure she was experiencing. Slowly, her consciousness began to succumb to it.
This intoxication was different from before. Previously, she was completely controlled by **, her body reaching its most extreme openness, but her mind wasn't fully pleasurable. This time, however, Feng Fei was conscious, and even though her body wasn't as completely unrestrained as before, she felt the most moving pleasure. Feng Fei almost couldn't help but groan aloud.
By this time, Feng Fei was unaware that she had long since given up the idea of resistance, and the gradual signs of her yielding were slowly burning through Feng Fei's entire body.
Feng Fei passionately placed her legs around Yang Mu's waist, allowing Yang Mu to penetrate her more deeply.
Yang Mu sensed Feng Fei's change, and his eyes immediately darkened.
The next moment, Yang Mu suddenly picked up Feng Fei, sat cross-legged on the bed, and let Feng Fei straddle his penis.
Feng Fei gasped in surprise, as this position allowed Yang Mu to penetrate even deeper into her body. Feng Fei felt as if Yang Mu was about to pierce through her.
Yang Mu frantically pulled Feng Fei up and down, and Feng Fei immediately swayed like a small boat in a turbulent sea. Feng Fei's breasts were like lively white rabbits, constantly jumping in front of Yang Mu's eyes.
Yang Mu let out a low growl and suddenly took Feng Fei's jade peak into his mouth, gently biting it.
Feng Fei felt a slight pain in her chest, but it did not hinder her emotions at all; on the contrary, it stimulated her even more. At this moment, Feng Fei finally could not hold back and slowly released her emotions.
Feng Fei's groans immediately aroused Yang Mu, and his thrusts became even more ferocious. Feng Fei could barely withstand it.
"Slow down...slow down..."
No matter how much Feng Fei pleaded, Yang Mu continued with his actions. Suddenly, Yang Mu stood up while holding Feng Fei, raised Feng Fei's left leg high on his shoulder with his right hand, and pressed Feng Fei against the wall, entering her while still standing.
Feng Fei shuddered violently from the cold sensation on his back, and immediately failed to defend the city, allowing the gushing water to flow down.
Yang Mu felt the heat at the point of contact between himself and Feng Fei, and knew that Feng Fei had reached her climax. He then moved even faster without hesitation, and in the next moment, all the essence of life was dispersed into the depths of Feng Fei's body.
After Yang Mu vented his anger, Feng Fei's body immediately went limp.
She leaned against Yang Mu's naked chest, her mind hazy, before slowly regaining consciousness. Feng Fei could hardly believe she had felt such passion beneath a man devoid of emotion. This reality made her want to end it all.
But before such a thought could even cross Feng Fei's mind, he was horrified to discover that the male organ that had never left his body had grown even larger.
Feng Fei felt a sudden surge of fear. She clung to Yang Mu's chest, her words barely audible: "You... what exactly... umm..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yang Mu kissed her.
Yang Mu lowered Feng Fei's legs and held them tightly in his arms, sucking hard on the saliva in Feng Fei's mouth, while his right hand slowly moved towards Feng Fei's anus.
Yang Mu gently traced circles on Feng Fei's anus with his fingers, and goosebumps immediately appeared all over Feng Fei's body.
Feng Fei struggled to resist, but the heat still burning inside her made her body go weak in waves.
Yang Mu finally released Feng Fei's lips, looking with satisfaction at their now bright red color. He then placed a light kiss on the corner of Feng Fei's mouth. "Feng Fei, how is my kung fu?"
Feng Fei leaned softly against Yang Mu's chest, panting. Upon hearing this, she wanted to push Yang Mu away, let alone answer his question.
Seeing that Feng Fei ignored him, Yang Mu chuckled softly and then thrust himself into her body, hitting the deepest part of her core. Feng Fei shuddered, experiencing an indescribable pain, but mostly a strange and stimulating pleasure.
Feng Fei gritted her teeth; she didn't want to admit this feeling.
"Oh? Feng Fei is still so stubborn? Looks like I haven't tried hard enough!" As he spoke, Yang Mu's right index finger slid into Feng Fei's body along with his penis. The feeling of being stretched open below made Feng Fei frown. But the next second, Feng Fei discovered that Yang Mu's index finger, carrying a string of glistening liquid, was touching her anus.
Chapter 33 Returning to Fengdu
Feng Fei could already foresee what was going to happen next, and she answered Yang Mu's question almost instantly: "Very... impressive!"
Just as Feng Fei was about to breathe a sigh of relief after saying that, she discovered that things did not develop as she had expected.
Yang Mu paused only briefly before resuming his actions. "Since you're so capable, then I can't let you down!"
As they spoke, a new round of battles began.
She didn't know how much time had passed; it felt like centuries before the dazed, confused feeling began to subside. Her body was utterly exhausted, and she couldn't even manage to sit up on the bed.
At this moment, Yang Mu had disappeared, leaving Feng Fei alone in the entire pink room.
Feng Fei looked around; everywhere was still a blinding pink.
Feng Fei frowned and turned her face to the other side, but the next moment her cheeks turned bright red.
The sheets beneath her were the same color as those in the room, but they were covered with traces of lovemaking and the blood from her first time. Thinking of her previous indulgences with Yang Mu, Feng Fei felt not only guilt towards Yuan Jue, but also shame for her own shamelessness.
Just as Feng Fei was feeling ashamed of himself, he suddenly heard several strange noises. Startled, Feng Fei took out a set of clothes from his storage ring and quickly put them on despite his weakness.
Feng Fei slowly approached the source of the strange noise. The surrounding walls still appeared to be a single, continuous wall, but Feng Fei could clearly sense the unusual activity behind them.
The surrounding air gradually began to distort, as if a surging force was constantly bombarding the wall.
In Feng Fei's astonished and uncertain eyes, he noticed that the seemingly seamless walls around him suddenly began to crack, spreading everywhere. Feng Fei retreated in horror, watching as pieces of the wall peeled away, eventually turning into fragments of starlight. At this moment, Feng Fei could finally see the scene opposite him clearly.
Yang Mu sat disheveled amidst a dazzling ball of light, his torn clothes revealing crimson flesh and blood, with gleaming white bones visible in many places. Feng Fei couldn't help but feel worried about Yang Mu.
Feng Fei's feelings were extremely complicated at this moment. She and Yang Mu weren't exactly familiar with each other, and there was the precedent of Bai Zhi's romantic relationship with Yang Mu, yet their physical intimacy had occurred. It has to be said that women always have complex feelings towards their first man. Even if there's no liking, even if it's not complete dislike, some special emotions always arise after the two people have been intimate. And it was these emotions that affected Feng Fei, causing her inner turmoil.
Feng Fei didn't know whether she should pray that Yang Mu's body would be crushed by the surrounding chaotic forces, or hope that he would survive this ordeal safely. Feng Fei realized that neither outcome was what she wanted. This caused her great distress.
Not long after, Feng Fei's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Cracks began to appear on the parts of Yang Mu's body that hadn't broken open, and gruesome wounds slowly spread across his entire body. A sudden surge of immense fear welled up in Feng Fei's heart. Without a second thought, she lunged forward.
At that moment, Feng Fei didn't consider the consequences of her actions: whether it would make Yang Mu disappear from this world faster, save him, or cause them both to disappear together.
Yang Mu suddenly opened his eyes as Feng Fei lunged at him. Feng Fei saw the struggle in Yang Mu's eyes, sometimes cold and cruel, sometimes painful and tender. It seemed as if two souls were vying for control within Yang Mu's body. Because of Feng Fei's sudden action, the Yang Mu who knew and loved Feng Fei deeply was encouraged, and the painful and tender soul suddenly took the lead, eventually regaining complete control.
As Yang Mu's internal condition stabilized, the surrounding forces were instantly brought under control.
Feng Fei continued his forward lunge, knocking Yang Mu to the ground and causing him to lose consciousness.
It turned out that Feng Fei was also suffering a huge and intense attack when she pounced on Yang Mu. It was the cold and cruel soul within Yang Mu that was constantly attacking Feng Fei's soul. Feng Fei used all her strength to barely resist, and so when Yang Mu finally succeeded, she finally couldn't help but faint.
Yang Mu looked at Feng Fei in his arms with a complicated expression. His face was unpredictable, and it was unclear what he was thinking. After a long while, he sighed deeply, letting Feng Fei lean against him as he took out several pills to recover from his injuries.
Feng Fei was in a daze, unaware of how long she had slept. She only knew that even in her dreams, she could still feel the pain that pierced her very soul. Later, a comfortable, cool force seeped into her mind, soothing her throbbing nerves, and Feng Fei's consciousness finally slowly returned to calm.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Fei slowly woke up and opened her eyes to see Yang Mu with a smile on his face.
All the events that had happened before suddenly flooded her mind.
Although she had previously tried to save Yang Mu regardless of the consequences, it didn't mean she wanted to face him.
Seeing Feng Fei's expression, Yang Mu knew what she was thinking. Now that he had banished the consciousness that didn't belong to him, the usually gentle Yang Mu didn't want to be demanding of this woman he loved so deeply that he disregarded the chaotic currents of the interface to come to the Four Directions Continent. Yang Mu smiled gently, lightly rubbing the back of Feng Fei's head, seemingly talking to himself: "I know what I did before was very excessive, even if I had no choice at the time. But I can't deny that deep down I was extremely willing to do it, only that I didn't consider your feelings at all back then. But now, I won't be like that."
Feng Fei didn't quite catch what Yang Mu said. Only then did she realize they were no longer in the original secret chamber. Looking at the surrounding environment and the fragrant phoenix blossoms in the air, she couldn't help but think of Fengdu.
Perhaps noticing the confusion in Feng Fei's eyes, Yang Mu chuckled and explained, "This is one of my villas in Fengdu. It's very quiet and safe. You might be staying here for a while, but you can leave if you don't want to stay any longer. I've already arranged for some people to take care of you."
Feng Fei sensed that Yang Mu wanted to leave, and her heart tightened, but she kept a straight face as she looked at Yang Mu.
Looking at Feng Fei's expressionless, delicate face, Yang Mu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I know I did a lot of things that hurt you before. I dare not say that I was not in control of myself, but it was indeed what I did. I also know that you will never want to see me again—I have arranged for someone to contact Yuan Jue and Ming Feng. I believe they will find this place soon, and I will leave here so that you won't feel uncomfortable."
Feng Fei stared straight into Yang Mu's eyes, as if trying to see something more, but all Feng Fei saw was sincerity, guilt, and deep pain.
"Where are you going?" Feng Fei asked in a flat voice, sounding extremely indifferent, but to Yang Mu, it was nothing short of a joyous occasion.
"I...I don't know either!" Yang Mu stammered a few words before closing his lips and falling silent. He was extremely nervous. He had already decided where he wanted to go, but at this moment he wanted to know how Feng Fei would handle his fate. He hoped Feng Fei would keep him, even if it was just to watch her from afar, giving him a chance to get close to her again. He hoped to stay by Feng Fei's side, so that perhaps in the long term, or in the not-too-distant future, Feng Fei would fully acknowledge his existence and accept him.
Yang Mu looked at Feng Fei nervously, hoping that the word "stay" would come out of Feng Fei's delicate lips.
Feng Fei pursed her lips, thinking about how she still had many things to do. She realized that Yang Mu might be a great help in the future, and she was extremely willing to keep him. However, she also thought about what the two of them had done before. Every time she saw him, it reminded her of what had happened, making it difficult for Feng Fei to face Yang Mu and Yuan Jue directly. Because of this, Feng Fei was once again caught in a struggle.
The room fell silent. Yang Mu waited quietly for the verdict that would determine his "life or death," while Feng Fei weighed the pros and cons with some hesitation.
After an unknown amount of time, Feng Fei suddenly looked up at Yang Mu, her eyes meeting his, and said in a deep voice, "Although I really want to never see you again and to forget what happened in my life, I also have to admit that I need some of your help, so I hope you can stay."
Upon hearing this, Yang Mu was overjoyed, his delight undisguised. He excitedly stood up and paced around the room, his mouth opening and closing several times without uttering a word. After a while, he suddenly stopped in front of Feng Fei, grasped her hands tightly, and said sincerely and firmly, "I do!"
The three words "I do" contained everything Yang Mu wanted to say.
Feng Fei felt very uncomfortable under Yang Mu's eager gaze and tried to pull her hands away from his, but found that she couldn't. Feng Fei glared at Yang Mu, which made him sheepishly withdraw his hands.
Just as Feng Fei was about to say something after seeing Yang Mu's appearance, he suddenly heard a noise outside.
Yang Mu frowned, about to get up and go out to see what had happened, but his divine sense, which had spread outwards, had already detected the situation outside, so he immediately sat back down.
Feng Fei sensed someone entering, a familiar presence slowly seeping into the room. Her face lit up with joy; she knew it was Yuan Jue. Just as she was about to rise to greet him, she suddenly remembered what had happened earlier, and her face fell as she slumped back down.
☆, Chapter Thirty-Four: Guessing Correctly
As soon as Yuan Jue stepped into the room, he saw Feng Fei's ashen face and his heart tightened, fearing that something bad had happened to Feng Fei. His next glance revealed Yang Mu sitting to the side with a furrowed brow, and he glared at him with a displeased expression before quickly walking over to Feng Fei and embracing her.
The moment Feng Fei was embraced by Yuan Jue, his body froze.