The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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An indescribable flavor exploded on her taste buds in an instant!

It wasn't sweet, nor sour, but rather... a slightly salty taste, full of primal masculinity.

It is unfamiliar, domineering, and aggressive, yet it possesses a strange and dizzying attraction.

"Well……"

She let out a suppressed groan, her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to her knees.

A tingling, electric current, unlike anything she had ever experienced before, surged from the tip of her tongue and instantly spread throughout her body, making her feel as if her body no longer belonged to her.

Wang Meng squinted, peering through a slit to take in all the girls' bold yet naive actions.

He felt his blood rush to his head again!

She had no idea what Li Qingluo had just fed her.

He didn't know if it would be good for his injuries.

But judging from the current situation, that bowl of soup mixed with milk has an unimaginable and unparalleled stimulating effect on the "Dragon Essence and Tiger Vigor Thirteen Kidneys"!

Having tasted the sweetness, the girl in the red shirt had a flushed face that was both satisfied and confused. She let go of the hand, took two steps back as if waking from a dream, and joined her two other companions who were also blushing.

"How about it?

What does it taste like?

The girl in the yellow shirt was the most anxious. She tugged at the sleeve of the girl in the red shirt and asked urgently in an almost whispered voice.

Although the girl in the green dress still looked incredibly shy, she couldn't help but prick up her ears and stare at her nervously with her beautiful eyes, waiting for an answer.

The girl in the red dress licked her luscious red lips, as if savoring the memory. She was about to share that forbidden experience when a gentle yet slightly reproachful female voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Ling Shan, so all three of you were hiding here. I've been looking for you everywhere."

Before the words were finished, the door was pushed open, and a still-attractive person poked their head in.

She wore a light blue dress, her appearance was dignified and beautiful, and her brows exuded a gentle and virtuous air.

She was smiling, but the next second, her smile froze completely on her face.

Her gaze landed precisely on the messy bed, on the shirtless man pretending to be asleep, and even more so on the terrifying weapon that was exposed to the air because no one was covering it, still erect and emitting a faint mist!

The person was struck dumb, completely stunned, their mind blank.

What terrified her even more was seeing her daughter, the girl in the red dress. Although she had let go of her hand, her posture and the flush on her face clearly indicated what had just happened!

A surge of bloodlust mixed with shame and anger rushed to her head, and her dignified face instantly turned bright red!

"You...you...what are you doing!"

She finally regained her voice, but it became sharp and trembling due to extreme shock.

She rushed in, grabbed the girl in red without thinking, and scolded her in a low, angry voice, "Shameless!"

How dignified!

How could you... how could you do such a thing!

Wang Meng kept his eyes tightly closed, his breathing steady, and continued to play dead.

His "slumber" left people with nowhere to vent their anger, which could only be directed at the three girls in front of them.

After cursing for a while, and after catching her breath, she looked at Wang Meng, who was completely unresponsive on the bed, and then she belatedly realized that it was her daughter who had led the disturbance.

No, it was molesting a severely injured and unconscious man!

Once she understood this, her face instantly turned from red to white, and a wave of fear washed over her.

Fortunately, things are still under control.

She had been married for many years, but she had only seen a few strokes of depiction in erotic paintings. This was the first time in her life that she had seen something like this.

The visual impact of this thing made her, the Jade Maiden Sword, almost lose her balance.

However, she must not lose her composure in front of the younger generation.

She also had to maintain the dignity of her elders.

"Get out of here!"

She lowered her voice, but her tone carried an undeniable sternness.

She grabbed her daughter's wrist with one hand and, with the other hand, pushed and shoved, almost violently, out of the room of the other two terrified girls.

"Mother..." The girl in red wanted to explain something.

"Yue Lingshan, shut up!"

I'll settle the score with you when we get back!

The man interrupted her sharply, his eyes as piercing as knives.

The three girls were terrified by her stern demeanor, which they had never seen before. They fell silent, not daring to utter another word, and were pushed out the door by her with their heads down.

He kicked the three "culprits" out, and was preparing to leave himself, closing the door behind him.

But as if possessed, she took a step and then stopped.

Her gaze involuntarily fell down once again.

This time, without the girls present, her gaze held less anger and more complex, unfathomable emotions.

There was shock, curiosity, and even a hint of... a thrill that she herself hadn't even noticed, a thrill that stemmed from being overwhelmed by his masculine aura.

She bit her lower lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped back to the bedside. She reached out and stiffly pulled up the brocade quilt that had slipped down to her waist.

Just before the blanket was about to cover the astonishing sight, her hand paused slightly, as if she wanted to take one more look.

Finally, she took a deep breath and pulled the quilt up, completely covering the spring scenery that made her heart pound.

Having done all that, she felt as if she had used up all her strength. She dared not look at the person on the bed again, turned around and quickly left the room, slamming the door shut behind her.

Silence returned to the room again.

Wang Meng, who had been pretending to be dead, slowly opened his eyes.

A deep smile appeared on his lips.

"Yue Lingshan?"

Could this be Ning Zhongze, the Jade Maiden Swordswoman of the Huashan Sect?

It seems that the Jade Maiden Sword is not truly free from worldly desires!

"Wait a minute?"

The deep smile hadn't completely faded from Wang Meng's lips when it suddenly froze.

His expression turned incredibly strange, as if he had swallowed a fly, his eyes filled with shock and absurdity.

Huashan Sect, Ning Zhongze?

How did "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" get involved?

Wang Meng had already guessed that this world seemed different from the history he knew, and not only was it different from the real history, but it was also different from the history in the novel.

Now, the appearance of Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan has completely shattered all his preconceived notions!

This is no longer a simple fusion; it's an utterly absurd and illogical hodgepodge of martial arts worlds!

Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, The Legend of the Condor Heroes, The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber,

These stories, which should have existed in different times and places, are now like a pot of haphazardly stewed porridge, with all the characters and forces vividly appearing before him.

After a brief moment of shock, what surged into Wang Meng's heart was not fear or confusion, but an unprecedented and extreme ecstasy and excitement!

The light in his eyes was a hundred times hotter than when he saw the three girls infatuated with his huge penis!

Different?

It's better to be different!

chaos?

The messier the better!

For an ordinary person, such a world is a nightmare.

But for him, a time traveler who knew the entire "plot," it was different.

This chaotic world is practically a huge, inexhaustible gold mine!

He had thought that conquering Mantuo Manor was the limit, but now it seems that it was just the beginning of his grand ambitions.

"hiss!"

A sharp, tearing pain suddenly shot through him, causing him to gasp and break out in a cold sweat.

His ecstasy and excitement were abruptly interrupted by the relentless pain, pulling him back to reality from his euphoria.

However, compared to the pain in his body, another, more urgent and unbearable sensation was surging up from deep within his lower abdomen.

The bowl of herbal medicine mixed with breast milk that I drank not long ago.

Whether it has any effect on the injury is not important.

Now it finally begins to exert its powerful effect of "dredging waterways".

A strong urge to urinate, like a flood about to burst its banks, surged wildly inside him, sending an indescribable sensation through his lower abdomen.

Wang Meng's face turned from white to green, then from green to black, becoming even uglier than the bottom of a pot.

Even heroes have their limits, and those who desperately need to urinate have even fewer!

He had just been fantasizing about ruling the world and having women on both sides, but now he was facing a most basic, yet most fatal, problem—he was about to die from holding in his pee!

He tried to move his body, attempting to sit up.

However, this simple action, which is extremely difficult for ordinary people, is incredibly difficult for him.

The wounds all over his body felt like countless steel needles piercing him at once, causing excruciating pain that left him completely powerless.

At this moment, he even had great difficulty sitting up, let alone getting out of bed to relieve himself.

An unprecedented predicament lay before this ambitious time traveler.

I can't possibly... actually wet the bed!

The thought flashed through his mind, but Wang Meng immediately rejected it.