Ning Fan slept for several days.
The natal stars in the body healed the injuries quickly, but this hard battle really left Ning Fan mentally and physically exhausted, and he was unable to wake up.
During these days, Bei Xiaoman was the only one taking care of Ning Fan.
She dismissed almost all her maids, leaving only one or two to work on Ning Fan's pills and take medicine.
Outsiders are not allowed to enter this place. Only Yalan is allowed by Bei Xiaoman to visit Ning Fan.
The battle between Ning Fan and Ximen Ye almost caused a sensation in the north. This battle was more shocking than using Lu Bei to kill Zichuan and Lin Su, because the one who lost this time was not an ordinary genius, but the Western Emperor!
Even if his distraction was cut off, would the Western Emperor's distraction be the same? That was a perfect copy of the entire strength of the Western Emperor when he transformed into a god. To a certain extent, this distraction had a Void-shattering level of combat awareness, which was a bit stronger than the Western Emperor in the god-transformation stage.
However, such a distraction failed and was still placed in the hands of a lower realm monk with a lower level.
For a time, the reputation of Yujie Zhou Ming even overshadowed that of Yujie Lu Bei.
It's a pity that no one knows that these two people are just the same person.
Compared to the commotion in Beitian, Penglai Immortal Island is much more low-key. Few people even know that Ning Fan has left the Lost World Tower and returned to Penglai.
Under Ning Fan's instruction, Lu and Shi did not dare to leak the news of the Western Emperor's defeat.
First of all, Ning Fan didn't want to cause any more trouble because of this matter.
Secondly, Ning Fan did not feel proud that he was better than a distraction. On the contrary, he was even more aware of the huge gap between himself and the Western Emperor.
How could he fight so hard against someone who was distracted and fight against the real Emperor of the West? I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for one round.
The result of the hard battle was to break through the bottleneck of the fourth level of Jade Life.
While sleeping tiredly, he was also stabilizing his body-refining realm.
But this sleeping posture is absolutely unsightly.
Ning Fan, who was covered in blood, was stripped naked by Bei Xiaoman, and even helped Ning Fan take a bath himself.
Ning Fan would never know about all this, nor would he know about a woman as arrogant as Bei Xiaoman. She can do things like a servant.
If Bei Xiaoman's sisters were here and saw what she did, they would definitely be shocked.
In the boudoir, Bei Xiaoman held a towel, carefully wrung it out, and wiped Ning Fan's body.
Her face, a girl of thirteen or fourteen, was now covered in blush. With her status, she would never touch any man's body, but she groomed Ning Fan every day, which was extremely rare.
The sleeping Ning Fan seemed to be just an ordinary young man, with a slightly heroic brow but a somewhat thin body.
Bei Xiaoman boldly stroked Ning Fan's chest. He touched his own again and cursed lightly,
"You also said that my breasts are small and your talents are small... I don't know who is as thin as you among other cultivators. I don't know, but I thought who raised you as a pretty boy. Yes, you are a pretty boy to begin with. It's me. Bei Xiaoman kept me!"
"Master wiping the slave's body is a reward. It's a grace. You must thank me for my kindness. Hmm, if you hadn't been injured for me, I wouldn't have washed the dog for you."
"This stinky Zhou Ming is usually fierce, but he looks so good when he is sleeping. Damn it..."
Bei Xiaoman muttered to himself. He cursed softly, but his hands carefully wiped Ning Fan's body.
The upper body is okay, but the lower body... The last thing Bei Xiaoman wants to rub is a hot object.
That thing. It was obviously soft, but every time Bei Xiaoman endured his shame and anger and brushed the object with his soft hands, the object immediately stood up with blood...
One time, Bei Xiaoman was half-crouching in front of the bed to help Ning Fan wipe his body. The object suddenly stood up and hit Bei Xiaoman on the face, making an ambiguous 'snap' sound.
Bei Xiaoman was so angry that he almost had the urge to cut the thing off with scissors.
Shame, big shame! She, Bei Xiaoman, was actually hit in the face by a man's thing. If anyone found out, she wouldn't have to live!
"You must have done it on purpose! Damn it, damn it!"
Bei Xiaoman held a towel in his little hand and wiped Ning Fan's legs first. In the end, he still had to wipe that thing.
Clenching his teeth and closing his eyes, Bei Xiaoman put his little hand on the thing, rubbed and wiped it carefully.
For some reason, every time he encountered this thing, Bei Xiaoman's delicate body would feel hot and numb, giving him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
His mind was like a revolving door, recalling the past scenes of his acquaintance with Ning Fan.
When they met for the first time, Ning Fan was injured and had just melted his spirit. However, he claimed to be a fifth-level alchemist and insisted on entering the fifth floor of the Lost World Tower to practice.
Bei Xiaoman gave Ning Fan a little test, asking Ning Fan to help her pick up embroidered shoes and wear them.
Ning Fan at that time was really gentle. As a man, he was willing to bow down and wear shoes for women. Bei Xiaoman had to admit that from that moment on, in Bei Xiaoman's heart, Ning Fan was completely different from other men. Although he didn't like him yet, Bei Xiaoman couldn't help but pay attention to Ning Fan.
Later, Bei Xiaoman followed Ning Fan, and Ning Fan deliberately showed Bei Xiaoman a live sex act, causing Bei Xiaoman's Taoist heart to break.
Even in the end, Grandpa Shi Bing was taken away, causing Bei Xiaoman to shed many tears.
The most hateful thing is that Ning Fan also took away Yuan Yao Jade, and even violated Bei Xiaoman's privacy, and even used jade slips to take pictures of Bei Xiaoman at his peak...
Ning Fan even pinched Bei Xiaoman's face.
Thinking of these experiences of being bullied, Bei Xiaoman became a little angry again. He wiped the thing with his little hand and squeezed it hard.
When she was recalling the past, she didn't realize that time had passed by, and she didn't know how many times she had wiped the thing with her little hands.
Finally, in anger, he gave the object a firm grip, which almost caused the greatest stimulation to the object.
With a scoff, a stream of thick white shot out. Before Bei Xiaoman could react, his face was stained with stains.
Those stains even penetrated Bei Xiaoman's mouth. Bei Xiaoman was scolding Ning Fan and his mouth was not closed.
Licking her lips, Bei Xiaoman was stunned. Before she could react, she felt that the thing was a bit salty, but as soon as she smelled it, she felt soft and hot all over her body...
Somehow, she swallowed this thing. The next moment, she suddenly realized what it was.
"This, this is, Zhou Ming's...Zhou Ming's..."
"Zhou Shouming! Smelly Zhou Ming! You are shameless and dirty!"
Bei Xiaoman almost cried with anger.
She felt that Ning Fan was so annoying that he would do this even after sleeping. Bully her.
Seeing the fiery thing that she had made limp, Bei Xiaoman really wanted to cut it off and cut off Ning Fan's path to dual cultivation.
Just as her eyes moved upward, she suddenly saw Ning Fan's comfortable expression in his sleep, and her heart skipped a beat.
"Isn't it very comfortable to do this..."
Bei Xiaoman couldn't help but recall the time when his menstrual bleeding went out of control. If Ning Fan hadn't saved him, he would have died.
That day. Ning Fan used extremely shameless techniques to constantly tease Bei Xiaoman's lower body to help relieve his pain.
Although he was extremely ashamed at the time, afterward, when Bei Xiaoman recalled his feelings that day, he was always worried about gains and losses.
Being touched by Ning Fan that day felt really comfortable. It was an indescribable comfort.
Bei Xiaoman had never committed suicide. The only time he committed suicide was when he was in a coma.
It can be said that this was Bei Xiaoman's first experience. Although the process was shameful, it seemed to feel good.
"Hmph! I thought I was the only one who would feel comfortable being touched. It turns out that you, the Big Devil, will also feel comfortable this week. It turns out you are not that powerful after all."
Bei Xiaoman felt somewhat balanced. That day, I was desecrated by Ning Fan once. Now that Ning Fan was sleeping, I also desecrated Ning Fan and branded several erotic slips. Hum...
If Ning Fan dares not to listen to her in the future, she will brand a hundred or a thousand copies of the Jade Slips from the Palace of Love and give them to every old monster who comes to the Lost World Tower for free, so that others can see Ning Fan's shameful attitude.
Bei Xiaoman snorted proudly, she finally had a chance to take revenge on Ning Fan.
After stroking his hair, Bei Xiaoman took off his embroidered shoes. Climbing onto the bed, he casually pulled up one of Ning Fan's white robes, wiped his face, and wiped away all the dirt.
Using Ning Fan's clothes as a rag, Bei Xiaoman felt so accomplished.
After cleaning Ning Fan briefly, Bei Xiaoman took out a few jade slips and began to imprint and take pictures. She wanted to imprint the scene of training Ning Fan. This is called giving back to the other person in the same way.
Holding back the feeling of shame and anger, Bei Xiaoman once again touched his little hand and began to stir up the heat.
The bright eyes that were originally calm gradually became as charming as silk after touching the object.
Again and again. Bei Xiaoman had a great time getting rid of the white turbidity. She imprinted a total of seventeen jade slips, all of which showed Ning Fan being humiliated.
The two small hands were used alternately, and they were a little numb.
She simply sat on the bed, clamped the hot feet with her red stockings, and began to rub them.
The scene was so ambiguous that it was almost unbearable to watch.
The little feet hooked the hot object. Bei Xiaoman's breathing became more and more rapid, her chest heaved, and the slightly fragrant and smooth liquid overflowed from her buttocks. Her body became more and more weird.
Otherwise, Bei Xiaoman's feet are actually her sensitive parts, and she likes others to praise her legs.
Ning Fan wasn't hard yet, but she took the first step and her whole body went numb, and her eyes became blurry.
She looked back and saw that Ning Fan was still awake. She secretly cursed Ning Fan as a lazy pig, but felt a little nervous in her heart. She stroked her short skirt with her small hands, caressing the smooth, moist and tender parts.
"Hmph, Zhou Shouming won't wake up anyway, I'm just wondering what happened to him!"
"Let him bully me, and I will bully him too!"
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Ning Fan had a nightmare.
He dreamed of a female satyr who raped him more than a dozen times in one night. This kind of dream is simply unbelievable to Ning Fan, who is a dual-cultivation demon himself.
Opening his eyes slightly, Ning Fan felt dizzy. He felt that there was no trace of hair on his body. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. Why was he stripped naked after being unconscious?
There was an ambiguous smell coming from the tip of the nose, a smell unique to men and women having sex.
Ning Fan glanced sideways and immediately saw a scene of vomiting blood.
Bei Xiaoman was blaspheming himself while using his little feet to help Ning Fan...
There were more than a dozen jade slips scattered on the bed, and Ning Fan's vest felt cold. It was conceivable that Bei Xiaoman might have secretly imprinted his erotic scene.
"Why is this little girl so evil...I never noticed it before..."
For a man with strong self-esteem like Ning Fan, it was absolutely a shame to be raped seventeen or eighteen times in his sleep.
However, seeing Bei Xiaoman working so hard to please him, Ning Fan had an inexplicable smile on his lips and simply continued to pretend to be asleep.
On the hot object, one could clearly feel the tender soles of Bei Xiaoman's feet, and through the thin stockings, it was a strange feeling that Ning Fan had never experienced before.
He couldn't help but admire Bei Xiaoman's imagination. It was a pity that this person became a woman, if he was a man. He must be a dual-cultivation demon with all kinds of tricks.
"Hmm... um... stinky Zhou Ming, if you bully me, I will kill you! Hmph!"
"Well...it's so hot...damn it, you still bullied me while I was sleeping, and made me do such a shameful thing..."
Bei Xiaoman cursed, and Ning Fan was shot while lying down.
When he was unconscious, he was raped seventeen or eighteen times by Bei Xiaoman. He has not yet redressed his grievances and complained, but Bei Xiaoman is still reasonable.
While pretending to sleep. On the other hand, he moved his legs deliberately, as if this movement was made unconsciously by Ning Fan in his sleep.
When he saw Ning Fan's legs moving, Bei Xiaoman was not scared to death. He secretly thought that if Ning Fan found out that he had defiled him, he didn't know whether he would risk his life.
"Hmph! Haven't you woken up yet? What a pig...um...ah...stinky Zhou Ming. No licking, not allowed here..."
Bei Xiaoman's pretty face turned red and she clenched her teeth. She didn't know what she was talking about, but it was probably related to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan secretly thought, this little girl has a deep love for him, why didn't she realize it before?
The palm of his hand caressed Bei Xiaoman's buttocks like a ghost. Bei Xiaoman, who was masturbating, felt his buttocks being attacked. His delicate body trembled, and he gripped the sheets tightly, losing his body...
The clear spring flowed out as if desperate, splashing onto the mattress.
Bei Xiaoman's face turned red, and the flush didn't fade away. He turned around and gave Ning Fan an angry look, secretly thinking that Ning Fan was causing mischief even when he was sleeping, touching his butt and causing himself to lose...
"Forget it...seeing that you have served me so well. I won't punish you anymore. Hehe, I am tired from playing today. I want to rest..."
Bei Xiaoman's whole body felt limp and he simply lay down next to Ning Fan, feeling tired.
In the past few days, she had been taking care of Ning Fan without sleep, even though she was a monk. But because he was overly worried about Ning Fan's safety, he was very exhausted.
As soon as she relaxed and indulged herself, she lay lazily next to Ning Fan. She hugged Ning Fan tightly with her arms, but there was still mud under her short skirt that had not been cleaned up.
The silk stockings were also covered with traces of stains, which were extremely ambiguous.
She was very sleepy, her eyelids were so heavy, Ning Fan's smell was so reassuring, she really wanted to sleep...
Seeing that Bei Xiaoman fell asleep after playing, Ning Fan secretly cursed in his heart. He opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at Bei Xiaoman speechlessly, almost face to face with her.
Discovering that Ning Fan was awake, Bei Xiaoman's body trembled, and he secretly exclaimed, "I just finished playing with Ning Fan, and I haven't cleared up the evidence yet... I'm still naked..."
Bei Xiaoman subconsciously wanted to run away, but as soon as he stood up, Ning Fan pulled his arm and made him fall into his arms.
He turned over and pressed Bei Xiaoman under him.
"Zhou, Zhou Ming! Why are you awake! Let me go, you are shameless, you are shameless! What do you want to do to me!" Bei Xiaoman was a little scared. She was playing with Ning Fan for revenge, and she didn't want to be harmed by Ning Fan. .
"Whatever you do to me, I will do to you. I, Zhou Ming, never suffer, you should know." Ning Fan smiled and looked at the girl under him, as if he was looking at a prey.
"No, don't! I didn't do anything. Really, I didn't play with you!" Bei Xiaoman was speechless.
"I really didn't do anything, so what is this..." Ning Fan's fingers stroked Bei Xiaoman's waist, slid to the outside of his thighs, stroked inward, and with a hook of his fingertips, he immediately touched a pool of smooth water.
Having just reached its peak, that area was still extremely sensitive. Being touched by Ning Fan, Bei Xiaoman's delicate body immediately softened, he let out a cry, and his breath became disordered again.
"Hmm..." That moan seemed to light up the night.
Ning Fan withdrew his fingertips and did not continue teasing, which made Bei Xiaoman couldn't help but feel a little empty.
Ning Fan stretched out his smooth fingertips in front of Bei Xiaoman and smiled proudly.
"What is this..." Without giving Bei Xiaoman a chance to make up a lie, he directly applied the smoothness to Bei Xiaoman's lips.
A feeling of extreme shame arose in Bei Xiaoman's heart. He glared at Ning Fan angrily and weakly pushed Ning Fan with his little hands, trying to escape from Ning Fan.
"You are shameless! You are shameless!"
While cursing, he twisted his waist and tried to pull his legs out.
However, the slender and straight calves, wearing silky stockings, were rubbing Ning Fan's heat, which was so exciting.
Ning Fan's eyes showed a trace of desire. He was not a saint. It should be said that after being raped by Bei Xiaoman more than ten times, he had no intention of becoming a saint again.
"Don't move, or else..." Ning Fan felt something hot being held between Bei Xiaoman's legs and rubbed it, and he immediately felt it.
"I insist on moving! Zhou Ming, let me tell you, I have branded you for more than ten years. If you dare to touch me, I will..."
"Bei Xiaoman, you are playing with fire!" Ning Fan's eyes gradually became hot.
"Just have fun, burn me to death if you can... um..."
Bei Xiaoman subconsciously said something back, and the next moment, his lips were blocked by Ning Fan.
Her head buzzed and went blank. She was actually kissed by Ning Fan!
Subconsciously, he closed his teeth tightly to prevent Ning Fan from intruding. However, when Ning Fan's thug slapped his buttocks, Bei Xiaoman panicked, his teeth opened and Ning Fan's tongue slipped in.
Uh...uh...
She felt like she could hardly breathe and was about to melt into Ning Fan's kiss. She finally realized that she was playing with fire this time, and she was afraid she would get burned...
She once had a nightmare every night, in which she was humiliated by Ning Fan using various techniques.
Today, the nightmare seemed to have come true, but Bei Xiaoman discovered that except for being a little scared and nervous, she didn't particularly resist...
Her breasts, which were not plump, were attacked. She did not resist, but stretched out her arms and hugged Ning Fan's shoulders.
The lower body was pierced by the heat. She did not resist, but closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the coming storm.
"Bei Xiaoman, you lit the fire, now it's your turn to put it out..." Ning Fan stood up suddenly, piercing the barrier.
Bei Xiaoman cried in pain, but became even more angry. He didn't know where he got the strength to turn over and press Ning Fan down.
"Eliminate it, eliminate it, whoever is afraid of whom! Don't forget, you are my cauldron now, I will replenish you now, I will replenish you to death! I'm so angry! You dare to stab me!"
A trace of ambiguous blood flows down from the turbid clear spring.
Half an hour later, a wave of fire erupted in Bei Xiaoman's body, filling all the emptiness...
Bei Xiaoman collapsed on Ning Fan tiredly. His petite body was as red as his mouth, his shoulders were shaking uncontrollably, his pretty face was flushed, and his eyes were misty, as if they could drip water.
"Bei Xiaoman, you raped me 18 times and you still owe me 17 times." Ning Fan showed a harmless smile.
"Hmph! Are you afraid of you? Let me rest for a while and I will return it to you immediately! I really hate you very much, I hate you very much, I hate you to the core of my being!"
The more Bei Xiaoman thought about it, the angrier he became, and he bit Ning Fan's shoulder. In a place where no one could see him, there was a bit of hesitation and shyness on his face...
"Besides you, I will never hate anyone again...no one can hate me more than you." She cursed in a low voice.
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