Chapter 1792: Chapter 1789: Don’t Stop
Qing Niao’s cheeks flushed, her eyes slightly damp with excitement, she lightly tapped her feet, landing steadily on the ground.
She gazed at Xu Wendong, her eyes brimming with affection, almost drowning: "Earlier, I vaguely sensed your presence, but I couldn’t quite believe it in my heart. I never thought it was really you who returned!"
Her voice trembled slightly, filled with the joy of reunion.
With a twist in the conversation, she slightly pouted, her tone carrying a touch of playful complaint and reproach: "When exactly did you come back? Why didn’t you directly go to the Kunlun Mountains Minor World to find me?"
At this moment, she was like a little wife who had been wronged, her brows and eyes full of neglect.
Xu Wendong smiled helplessly, spreading his hands, his eyes full of helplessness: "I wanted to find you, but the Kunlun Mountains Minor World is in a closed state, I couldn’t get in!"
Then, a hint of doubt and urgency flashed in his eyes as he asked: "What exactly happened over these years? Why did the Kunlun Mountains Minor World have to close?"
Qing Niao lightly smiled, her smile carrying a bit of mystery, then she asked: "If I’m not mistaken, did you cut down a strong person in the Great Vehicle Stage Realm before?"
Xu Wendong frowned tightly, couldn’t help but ask: "The closure of the Kunlun Mountains Minor World, is it related to that middle-aged man?"
Qing Niao’s expression became exceptionally serious, she nodded slowly: "Yes. Over ten years ago, I received a message from the Dragon Court, saying a mysterious strong person was wantonly slaughtering the Human Race elite."
She paused slightly, a trace of grief appearing on her face: "This matter caught Uncle Long’s high attention, he personally led the top experts of the Dragon Court to battle with the opponent."
"But that mysterious strong person’s terrifying strength, no one in the world could match!"
"That battle was incredibly tragic, and Uncle Long unfortunately died in that fierce fight, the Dragon Court suffered heavy losses and Primordial Energy was greatly injured."
"To prevent the worst, I could only lead some highly talented people into the Kunlun Mountains Minor World, sealing the Minor World from the inside."
"I did this to prevent that mysterious strong person from continuing to target the Human Race elite."
Xu Wendong was relieved, understanding why the Kunlun Mountains Minor World would close.
And understanding why the Dragon Court would condone the Cultivator Association harming the world.
It turns out.
Many of the old acquaintances I knew are no longer alive!
Thinking of this, Xu Wendong looked at Qing Niao: "Take me to pay respects to Uncle Long!"
Qing Niao nodded slightly: "Okay."
Xu Wendong greeted Lin Yiren and Liu Shimei, then soared into the sky, flying towards Jingdu with Qing Niao.
On the way, Qing Niao kept asking about Xu Wendong’s experiences over the years, to which Xu Wendong narrated in detail, listening to which Qing Niao was completely fascinated and slightly creeped out.
She didn’t expect Xu Wendong to go through so much over the years.
Eight o’clock in the evening.
The two arrived at a martyr’s cemetery in Jingdu.
After paying respects to Uncle Long and some other deceased acquaintances of the Dragon Court, Qing Niao took Xu Wendong to a five-star hotel.
Just as they stepped into the hotel room, the warm yellow lights were like gentle hands, painting ambiguous outlines in the air.
Qing Niao suddenly turned around, her eyes blazing with intense desire, instantly locking onto Xu Wendong.
Her gaze was filled with straightforward and intense longing, as if she was about to completely devour him in the next second.
"Do you know how I’ve spent the past years? Every night without you has been immense agony for me!"
She twisted her slender waist like a willow, showing springtime longing in her eyes, with urgency and panic beyond control, eagerly pressed herself against Xu Wendong.
Every step seemed to speak of the insatiable hunger deep within her heart.
Xu Wendong subconsciously swallowed, feeling his blood seem to ignite instantly, like raging lava surging through his veins.
His lower body also rapidly swelled and hardened under the compelling desire.
Qing Niao gave Xu Wendong no time to react, she stood on her toes, her hands clamping around his neck like pincers.
Her ample chest heaved violently, even through the thin layer of clothing, Xu Wendong could clearly feel the scorching heat radiating from those soft mounds.
Her entire body clung tightly to him, her lower body intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against Xu Wendong’s hardness, breathlessly murmuring: "I really can’t stand it anymore, do you know how much I desire you to enter me?"
Her hands madly roamed over Xu Wendong’s broad and strong back, her nails forcefully digging into his skin, as if trying to fuse him into her very marrow.
Xu Wendong could no longer suppress the explosive volcanic desire within him.
He suddenly grasped Qing Niao’s firm buttocks firmly, lifting her high, holding her suspended in the air.
Then.
His lips like a ravenous beast, fiercely pressed against Qing Niao’s, his tongue domineeringly prying open her teeth, wantonly plundering every inch of sweetness within her mouth.
Qing Niao passionately responded, emitting unbearable low whimpers from deep in her throat, her tongue like a nimble, agile serpent, intertwining and playing wildly with Xu Wendong’s.
Xu Wendong, holding Qing Niao, strode swiftly to the bed, then tossed her heavily onto the soft bed.
Qing Niao’s hair scattered messily on the white pillow, her cheeks flushed with passion, her eyes dazed yet full of seduction, like a deep, bottomless spring pond.
She slightly parted her long legs, revealing that mysterious triangle area, softly murmuring: "Hurry, I want you to enter me fiercely now, don’t wait another moment."
Xu Wendong’s hands trembled with intense longing, nearly violent in action, swiftly tearing off Qing Niao’s clothes, the force nearly ripping the fabric instantly.
In that instant.
Qing Niao’s blemish-free, snow-white body was revealed completely before him.
Those full, rounded mounds, the slender, graspable waist, the long, straight beautiful legs, and that black grove between her thighs, soaked with passion.
Every detail sharply stimulated Xu Wendong’s senses, his veins surging, desire wild.
Xu Wendong slowly bowed his head, taking Qing Niao’s rosy nipple into his mouth, starting to suck and nibble firmly.
Qing Niao threw back her head, letting out shrill cries filled with pleasure, her long legs coiling like vines tightly around Xu Wendong’s waist, her hips thrusting upward, trying to pull him deeper inside.
Xu Wendong’s hand slid smoothly like silk from her belly downwards, fingers skillfully and gently exploring that hot, wet Peach Blossom Land.
Qing Niao’s body shuddered violently, her mouth incessantly emitting wanton, enticing moans: "Ah... right there, don’t stop, continue..."
