The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

The downpour grew heavier. Inside and outside the Steel Mill, bodies were strewn everywhere.

Blood pooled on the ground, only to be diluted by the rain. Aside from the dozens of bodies, no one would have guessed a fierce gunfight had taken place here just a short while ago.

Hua Yueqing sat cross-legged on the ground. After performing several Great Circulations, she finally felt some of her strength return.

Chen Fang's injuries weren't too serious, and he had mostly recovered his mobility.

However, the big guy, Lu Mountain, was still unconscious. Chen Fang gave him a quick check and figured he'd probably hit his head during the fall; he simply hadn't woken up yet.

Song Yao had suffered mostly external injuries. She had many broken bones, but her internal injuries weren't severe, and she was already able to stand.

Chen Fang carried Lu Mountain on his shoulder. The three of them walked to the Steel Mill entrance, but just as they were about to speak, they suddenly saw a sedan speeding away.

"Where are they going? Aren't they waiting for us?"

"Senior Sister!"

Chen Fang said meaningfully, stroking his chin.

Song Yao shouted after the car, but there was no response. A moment later, it vanished down the road.

...

Inside the car, Chen Erbao was in the driver's seat, panting heavily. Xia Qingxue sat in his lap, her eyes glazed over and her face flushed. With the last of her consciousness, she floored the accelerator, steering them toward a deserted area.

A glance was all it took to understand the situation. Xia Qingxue's body trembled from time to time. Her rosy lips were slightly parted, her breath sweet and fragrant.

Her devastatingly beautiful face was caught in an expression between a smile and a sob, her usually cold features now tinged with a seductive allure.

Looking down, her once ethereal white dress was torn in half down the chest, revealing most of her full, round breasts. A pair of rough, large hands covered them, mercilessly kneading them into all sorts of shapes.

Each time his fingertips brushed past her tender, pink nipples, a violent shudder would rack Xia Qingxue's body, causing the car itself to sway.

The vehicle swerved to a halt in a deserted, grassy field. Amidst Xia Qingxue's token resistance, Chen Erbao pinned her beneath him once more.

The pink Spiritual Qi within them was running rampant. Their two feverish bodies twisted restlessly, tangling together in a passionate embrace.

Chen Erbao cupped her two large breasts, lowered his head, and latched onto a pink nipple.

"Ah... be gentle..."

Xia Qingxue's entire body went limp. Her hands rested weakly on Chen Erbao's shoulders, her pretty face flushed a deep crimson.

As Chen Erbao suckled on her two round nipples, one of his large hands began to explore downward.

He had lost all reason. An unbearable heat wracked his body, and his Stabilizing Needle was already poised to strike. With a single-minded focus, he tore her dress to shreds. While continuing to feast on her nipples, his hand made a direct path for that mysterious region below.

In the depths of her lush forest, already slick with dew, Chen Erbao ripped off his pants. His long spear slowly advanced.

With a muffled groan, the entrance was forced apart as his Stabilizing Needle pressed firmly against the fragile barrier.

A sliver of clarity returned to Xia Qingxue's glazed eyes, but in the next instant, she felt a tearing pain!

"Ah... It hurts..."

The rampaging Spiritual Qi in Chen Erbao's body seemed to find an outlet. As his Stabilizing Needle moved freely in and out, the Spiritual Qi began to circulate between their bodies, cycle after cycle, growing more and more intense.

As the Spiritual Power circulated, the injuries Xia Qingxue had sustained in battle began to heal rapidly. The quality of Spiritual Qi from Chen Erbao's Fourth Layer Qi Refining cultivation was so high that it caused Xia Qingxue's own Inner Strength to increase at a visible rate.

Meanwhile, Xia Qingxue gradually adapted to Chen Erbao's size, beginning to actively thrust her hips to meet his assault.

Turbulent waves surged and crashed.

The rain poured down in sheets. Outside, a curtain of rain blurred the line between heaven and earth, but inside, a scene of pure passion unfolded. With the rocking of the car, they gradually reached a climax.

...

「The next morning, the storm had passed and the sky was clear.」

The air was filled with a crisp, clean scent. The grass by the roadside was vibrant and dewy, so lush it looked as if it could drip water. The muddy little path was also covered in glistening dew.

When Chen Erbao opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a beautiful face streaked with tears.

Delicately arched eyebrows sat above a pair of bright eyes. Her nose was high and straight, yet adorably small, and her slightly pale lips were still a vibrant red.

Her skin was delicate and smooth, fair with a rosy undertone—so translucent that the faint blue of her veins was just barely visible.

"This..."

For a moment, Chen Erbao's mind went completely blank.

'Isn't this Xia Qingxue?!'

He glanced down and saw his large hands were still resting on her ample breasts. Her fair skin was covered in red fingerprints, a testament to the frenzy of the previous night.

Xia Qingxue slowly opened her eyes as well, a hint of pain flickering in their bright depths.

"I..."

Chen Erbao didn't know what to say. He remembered what he had done last night!

'So this was the side effect of the Spirit-Burning Secret Technique!'

'If Xia Qingxue hadn't helped me quench this fire, I probably would have been incinerated by the rampaging Spiritual Qi...'

'In a way, she saved my life.'

A faint blush crept onto Xia Qingxue's face—perhaps from shyness, or perhaps from the feeling of being wronged. She closed her eyes again.

Seeing this, Chen Erbao had no choice but to sit up and slowly withdraw his Stabilizing Needle.

POP!

The subtle sound made Xia Qingxue shudder again, and a blush spread across her face and neck.

Chen Erbao scratched his head. Looking at the remnants of her dress, torn to shreds all around them, he felt a headache coming on.

He put on his clothes, then retrieved a new set of men's clothes from the back seat. He handed them to Xia Qingxue and said in a low voice, "Here, wear these for now..."

Xia Qingxue said nothing. Chen Erbao had no choice but to get out of the car first. He pulled out a cigarette, something he hadn't touched in a long time, lit it, and took a harsh drag. Leaning against the car, he stared into the distance, completely dazed.

A rustling sound came from inside the car. Once Xia Qingxue had finished dressing, Chen Erbao opened the door and got back inside.

The loose men's T-shirt and shorts, when worn by Xia Qingxue, had a unique and captivating beauty.

Chen Erbao could even glimpse, through the loose neckline, the two ample mounds that he had ravaged all night...

"I... I'll take you back to the hotel for a shower."

Chen Erbao said softly after a moment's hesitation.

Xia Qingxue didn't speak, merely giving a barely perceptible nod.

Seeing this, Chen Erbao slowly started the car and headed toward the Mingguang Hotel.

He stared absently into the distance the entire drive.

'So much had happened last night. First, the big fight. Then, the agony of the Curse Technique devouring his body, the inferno of the Spirit-Burning Secret Technique, and finally... that dreamlike, carnal release...'

So much had happened, Chen Erbao didn't know which event to even begin to process first.

'I wiped out all those fanatical Cult members from the plains. The three from the security bureau are safe. As for Xia Qingxue and her sister...'

'I came to save her, but I ended up saving her right into my bed. What the hell am I going to do?!'

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