Rise Of Evil Sword God

Hour later!

“AHhh!!!~~” hmmm~~~”

“Pat! Pat! Pat!”

“Ahhhh!~~~”

The Profound Blossom Sect’s meeting hall was filled with a woman’s moans. Inside, Su Meifen was lying on the table while Feng Yun was standing in front of her, holding her thighs.

Holding her hands in the air, Feng Yun thrust his cock inside her pussy, showing no mercy on her pussy. His hard big cock entered inside her with the sound of flash hitting each other.

Yan Qiu was walking to the meeting hall. According to Yan Zilan, Feng Yun was studying some documents in the meeting hall, and not long ago he held an elder’s meeting.

She guessed that Feng Yun must be planning something. Most likely he wanted to upgrade the strength of the Profound Blossom Sect.

‘Huh, what is it?’ As she reached the meeting hall, she found the meeting hall was covered by a spiritual aura, she couldn’t get it.

It didn’t take her long to guess that this restriction was placed by Feng Yun. Other than him, nobody was bold enough to cause trouble in the profound blossom sect.

Feng Yun who was engrossed in dual cultivation with Su Meifen noticed the aura of Yan Qiu from outside of the hall. He ignored it and continued to dual cultivate, he thought she would leave. However, Yan Qiu didn’t leave.

Inside!

When Feng Yun saw that Yan Qiu was still waiting outside, he looked at Su Meifen said slowly, “Looks like we have to pause our session for now. Yan Qiu is here!”

Su Meifen who was gasping for breath while lying on the table. They were dual cultivating for half an hour, for her sake, Feng Yun repeatedly came inside her, pouring his yang qi inside her again and again. She benefitted greatly from this session.

She was both disappointed and relieved after hearing his words. Her body was not strong, she was reaching her limit so that was a relief for her. However, they were interrupted in the middle, which was disappointing.

“We will continue this later!” Feng Yun said lightly as he gave a kiss on her forehead. Su Meifen nodded with a pleasant smile. Still, Feng Yun didn’t immediately stop and poured another load of yang qi before concluding today’s session with her.

…

A few minutes passed.

Yan Qiu quietly waited outside. Just as she was about to turn around to leave, she heard his voice, “come inside!”

Yan Qiu stepped forward and walked inside the meeting hall. As she entered in the hall, she saw Feng Yun and Su Meifen who were in the middle of wearing their clothes. She could smell the strong fragrance of Yang and Yin Qi. As mature as she was, she immediately guessed what it was.

‘What the fuck!’ Yan Qiu screamed out inwardly. ‘So, he is just fucking inside. Here I thought he was doing something important.’

Yan Qiu’s arrival didn’t surprise Feng Yun; however, Su Meifen was startled. She looked at Feng Yun grudgingly. He could at least warn her before withdrawing the restrictions, or hold it a little longer until she dressed properly.

“Sect master!” Su Meifen hastily adjusted her clothes and called out. She tried her best to hide her embarrassment.

Yan Qiu looked at Su Meifen silently and said, “Meifen, can give us a moment? I want to talk to him alone.”

“Yes, sect master!” Su Meifen nodded slowly, then she glanced at Feng Yun who nodded lightly.

As Su Meifent left the hall, Yan Qiu looked at Feng Yun with a sullen expression. “Of all places, you decided to dual cultivate in the meeting hall.”

“Well, I have placed restrictions around it.” Feng Yun replied casually. “So, why were you looking for me?” Feng Yun asked curiously.

“I heard something from Zilan, so I came to see. I thought you were working on something, so I came here to help. Turned out, you are not.” Yan Qiu said. He sensed little anger and jealousy in her voice.

“Why are sounding so sullen?” Feng Yun was little surprised by her sullen expression. He felt she was overreacting; he walked to her and spoke.

“Are you feeling left out?” Feng Yun suddenly thought of something and spoke. He had already dual cultivated with Zilan and Su Meifen, but he was yet to spend some alone time with her. Could it be she was feeling left out? After all, he and her relation go back to his early days.

“Hmph!” Yan Qiu snorted. “Isn’t obvious?”

Feng Yun smiled bitterly. Looks like having many women was not a good thing either?

Feng Yun walked to her and took her in his arms. Feng Yun kissed her lips. Yan Qiu tried to evade his approach, but Feng Yun aggressively kissed her. After a few moments of resistance, Yan Qiu’s anger faded away as she responded with passionate kiss.

After a few minutes.

Breaking the kiss, Yan Qiu looked at him and said, “Let’s go!”

Feng Yun curiously asked, “Where?”

“Some private place. We are not doing anything here! I do want to tarnish my sect master’s reputation.” Yan Qiu said as she led him to her house. Feng Yun chuckled.

…

Half an hour later! In the room of Yan Qiu.

Right now, Feng Yun was laying on the bed while Yan Qiu was kneeling in front of his crotch.

Now, kneeling in front of Yan Qiu, she looked at the long hard and throbbing dick of Feng Yun.

“It is me or it became bigger.” Yan Qiu said. Taking his shaft with her hand, she gave a few small strokes.

She shuddered faintly at the memory of her wild times with Feng Yun, making her love juice leak, her heart increased due to anticipation.

‘Well, let’s give some payback now for all of your stunts, you cheeky boy.’

She had been pretty passive earlier. So she wanted to take the upper hand this time. She stared at his penis and poured her energy into maneuvering her hands with sensual strokes, building up a sensual rhythm.

She made sure to not go too hard, but gave enough pressure so that it felt good rather than bordering the painful side of the spectrum.

Her soft and smooth fingers wrapped around it and slowly moved back and forth along its length.

Feng Yun had to admit among all woman, Yan Qiu’s techniques were top notch. She knew how to please her man.

Tying her hair, Yan Qiu finally brought her lips to his penis, her hot breath tickled him and his cock but at the same time, he could feel a growing sense of anticipation rising within him.

She kissed the swollen tip and then opened her mouth to slip it, between her lips, into the wet confines of her mouth. She stimulated the head as if chewing on it with just her soft-velvety lips.

Then she used her tongue. She stuck her short tongue out as far as it could go and touched the penis with it, lapping it in its soft flesh. It looked a lot like a kitten lapping up water, but she was actually doing the exact opposite. She was using her tongue to get saliva all over the penis.

She soaked the skin with bulging veins and then spread it around with her lips. Once it was well coated with saliva, it was a lot smoother, which let her move her lips and tongue even more smoothly.

“Ohhh.”

‘Good, he likes it.’

Relieved, Yan Qiu continued. She focused on enjoying the unusually smooth texture of the head, the hint of saltiness on her tongue.

She used her tongue to lap up as much of it as she could get from the hole at the tip.

“Damn…”

The tongue stimulation of the tip made Feng Yun groan. It was clear that he really liked what she was doing.

she added even more saliva to see more of this reaction of his, she began sucking harder, which caused him to push his hips forward instinctively.

That pushed the rest of the head past her lips, which was enough to fill up the mouth of Yan Qiu.