The sound of flesh, muscles, and bones tearing apart was not
pleasant. Naturally, to tear off the arms of such a powerful cultivator, imnse strength was required.
Sothing that Qingyi certainly did not lack.
His feet sank slightly into the warrior's rib cage, causing the ground beneath them to crack as the air around them grew heavy.
First, the long sleeves of the warrior's shirt tore. The skin on his arms turned red and his mutilated lips opened in a brutal scream, just before his shoulders dislocated with a loud crack.
He tried to call for his mana, tried to react, but nothing was enough.
The man could no longer breathe due to the pain. His mouth was too badly damaged for him to even speak, and his eyes were teary.
Many looked away when, finally, the warrior's skin began to give way in terrible spurts of blood. This revealed the flesh and bones underneath, which couldn't hold up much longer than his skin.
With one final thrust, Qingyi finally tore off the warrior's arm. He ignored the blood staining his clothes and the cries of pain and despair, now muffled by the crimson liquid that filled his opponent's shattered jaw.
Qingyi thrust his sword into the place where that warrior's mana heart should have been.
With a gentle smile, he turned to the nobleman.
"Is there anything else you desire, my lord?" Qingyi asked, extending his bloodied hands.
He wasn't asking for a handshake; he was essentially ordering the young, fat nobleman to shake his hand.
The nobleman shuddered, his steps faltered, and he lowered his head. "N-no..."
"Good."
Qingyi grabbed the nobleman's right hand and squeezed it.
It was just enough to hear the bones being crushed into dust, followed by that cry of pain and despair.
Without wasting any more ti there, Qingyi simply went up to his
room.
He didn't want to draw too much attention, but sotis it was necessary to make exceptions.
Celestia followed him closely behind, silently.
"Hm... do you think your husband was a little too cruel?" Qingyi asked as soon as they entered their room.
It was a large and luxurious suite, at least by the standards of any peasant.
"No." Celestia shook her head, eliciting a surprised look from Qingyi.
"No?" He repeated in confusion. Did she agree with the way he got rid of those two?
"That warrior was evil! A sinner!
A husband has the right to kill sinners with as much cruelty as he wishes!" Celestia exclaid, puffing out her chest proudly.
Her voice sounded loud, sweet, and lively, and her eyes sparkled as she jumped into her husband's arms.
"Yes, I do. Good girl." Qingyi was unable to hold back his laughter.
His hands flowed down to Celestia's buttocks, eting them with a loud smack, causing all that soft, perfect flesh to be taken by a powerful jiggle.
"Nghnn~~" Celestia trembled slightly, her eyes shining softly.
They had been traveling for a few days to get there, and during that ti, they hadn't had much ti to give love to each other.
Qingyi had opened a door that had previously been firmly locked in Celestia's heart. Now, she wanted everything.
Qingyi sat on the bed, opening his legs.
"Co, kneel here." Qingyi beckoned.
Celestia hesitated for a brief mont. What was that position?
A little shaky, she knelt in front of him. Her face was inches away from the large, throbbing bulge in his pants.
"Husband... What should I do?" She asked, placing her index finger on her lips, while a confused expression appeared on her beautiful,
sweet face.
"mmhm~~ I'll help you, dear..." A voice erged; sweet, mature, and sensual, contrasting heavily with Celestia's.
Behind her, a figure erged.
She was beautiful and voluptuous, her skin as pale as snow. Her huge tits pressed against Celestia's shoulders as she hugged her from
behind.
The woman's full purple lips curved into a soft smile as her eyes, the sa color, rose to et Qingyi's.
The golden-haired beauty trembled, her entire body stiffening.
"Don't be afraid, I'm one of your sisters too... fufufu~~" Ruxue said,
letting a suppressed giggle escape her lips. "Another victim of that shaless womanizing scoundrel."
"Hm... hubby isn't a scoundrel! He may be shaless and a womanizer, but he is the hero chosen by the goddess Auranys!" Celestia
exclaid.
Her face beca confused as her words drew laughter from both Qingyi and Ruxue.
"Ah... what did I say wrong?" Celestia asked, shuddering slightly.
She already knew that Qingyi had other wives, as he had told her about it. But this was the first ti she had t another one of his
wives.
"Nothing, sweetheart..." Ruxue hugged Celestia a little tighter.
Her hands flowed down to Qingyi's pants and then pulled them down.
At that mont, Qingyi's cock escaped its confinent. Thick, throbbing, and moist, a drop of precum leaked from the reddish tip, hovering in front of the two beauties' faces.
"Do as I do..."
Ruxue moved her face closer to Qingyi's cock. Her lips parted and
then closed around the glans, her cheeks sinking with the force of
suction.
Slowly, she swallowed more. Soft gurgles escaped her lips as Qingyi's cock reached the back of her throat and began to slide down. The twenty-three centiters of cock pushed its way into her tight throat, causing an elongated bulge to appear on her neck.
She only stopped when her lips finally touched Qingyi's groin.
She pulled back, grabbed the base of Qingyi's cock with both hands, and swallowed it twice more. Her lips slid along the length of the huge cock, while her tongue circled the sensitive, yellowish tip.
"Ah~~ nghnn~~" Ruxue finally released Qingyi's cock, grabbing it and masturbating it vigorously.
She turned her face to the side, watching the impressed look on
Celestia's face.
So that was why Feiyan, probably one of the best at sucking Qingyi's cock among all the wives, loved teaching the others so much.
"Co, honey... it's your turn now..." Ruxue pulled Celestia closer to her, aligning Qingyi's cock with the lips of the sacred priestess of the imperial capital's cathedral.
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