Wrath of the Sky 11-20 (Urban Life Adult Novel)

Wrath of the Sky Chapter 11

The slave girl smiled seductively, but the corners of her lips couldn't help twitching. She didn't bother to wait for her lower body to be fully wet, and she raised her scepter and inserted it into her private parts.

"The other end." The leader said to the merchant with a smile: "It's a very beautiful crystal ball."

The merchant stared blankly at the slave girl who turned the scepter over, placed the crystal ball on the top of the scepter between her raised snow-white buttocks and thrust it in hard, and he almost didn't hear the leader's voice.

At the top of the scepter, there is a fist-sized crystal ball that is as smooth as a mirror. Through the sphere, one can clearly see every tiny wrinkle in the slave girl's vagina.

The tender red labia were flattened by the crystal ball and slid to the sides along the curve of the sphere. The slave girl gritted her teeth, pressed her white toes tightly together, held the scepter in both hands, and pushed hard into the virgin's vagina.

The labia opened into a round shape, and the tender red flesh inside the vagina squirmed and separated under the crystal ball. The fragile membrane was stretched larger as the flesh hole opened, and bulged slightly outward.

The slippery vaginal fluid was smeared on the surface of the sphere, making the crystal ball more crystal clear. Looking from behind, a bright red flower of flesh blossomed in the middle of the slave girl's snow-white buttocks. Her virgin labia was stretched thin and tight, reaching the limit of the flesh, while the crystal ball had only entered one-third of the way.

The slave girl took a breath, lowered her waist, raised her snow-white buttocks higher, and then said in a charming voice: "Thank you for the reward, Master..."

As she spoke, she gripped the scepter tightly and pushed it into her body with all her strength. The smooth labia expanded and contracted, engulfing the ball at the top of the scepter. The businessman clearly saw that the small hole in the middle of the hymen suddenly tore apart under the foreign object. The slave girl's body was shaking. She bit her red lips tightly, but couldn't help letting out a painful cry from her nostrils.

The crystal clear scepter was inserted diagonally between the jade buttocks. The extremely beautiful virgin, who was rare in the world, had her virginity taken away in front of the guests with cheap goods.

The bright red virgin blood flowed out from the vagina, but the slave girl's performance was not over yet. She propped herself up tremblingly and crawled around the field with her blood-stained buttocks raised. Every time she crawled in front of a customer, she would spread her buttocks wide open and then shake the scepter inside her body so that the customer could appreciate her shameful appearance of losing her virginity. Through the transparent crystal ball, the slave girl's bleeding vagina was clearly visible, and even the tender flesh at the end of the vagina could be seen.

After crawling back in front of the leader, the slave girl knelt as before, holding the scepter in both hands and raising it upwards so that her hands would not block the guest's view, and then she mercilessly poked her bleeding flesh hole diagonally downwards for the guest's pleasure.

The merchant's eyes were fixed on the slave girl's private parts. The delicate petals opened and closed, and blood flowed down the jade-like legs, staining the inside of the thighs red.

While he was thrusting, the leader suddenly grabbed the scepter and pulled it out. The round blood ball flew out of the flesh hole, and the slave girl screamed in pain. She endured the severe pain, trembling as she hugged her fat white buttocks and spread them apart. The originally delicate jade door had been destroyed beyond recognition. Inside the exposed vagina, only the bleeding tender flesh was left, and there was no trace of the hymen.

The leader saw the merchant staring in astonishment and couldn't help but laugh. "Friend, are you satisfied with this performance?"

The merchant was stunned for a long while before he said in a daze: "What a pity... Such a virgin will be the most precious commodity..."

The leader smiled mysteriously, raised the bloody crystal scepter and hit the slave girl on the buttocks.

"Yes, Master." The slave girl slowly crawled to the corner and carefully washed the blood from her lower body with clean water.

After a moment, the slave girl crawled back to the center of the tent, lay on her back on the felt blanket, then raised her legs straight and bent backwards. Her body was extremely soft and she folded over easily, pressing her calves under her shoulders. The slave girl raised her upper body, with her plump breasts sandwiched between her thighs, below her breasts, right next to the part where her legs were joined. This posture makes her vagina completely exposed, facing the sky. The slave girl ran her arms down her thighs and pinched her freshly cleaned labia. That beautiful face almost touched the vagina. She raised her sparkling green eyes, smiled charmingly, and pulled open the vagina.

The lower body that was bloody just now has regained its original exquisiteness. The washed jade door is clearly red and white, still delicate and flawless, and deep in the flesh hole, a layer of hymen has miraculously appeared again!

"My friend from afar, have you ever seen a slave girl like this?" The leader laughed and raised his scepter.

The blood had already dripped out of the smooth crystal ball. The transparent sphere paused in the air and then penetrated the slave girl's upturned lower body fiercely. The slave girl's body trembled violently, her fingers digging deeply into the snow-smooth buttocks. She stared at her vagina which was right in front of her, her beautiful big eyes filled with tears. Blood splattered again between her two snow-white little hands.

The crystal scepter rose and fell straight down, and in the exposed jade door, the virgin blood gushed out like a gushing fountain, and a few drops even fell on the fair and flawless face of the slave girl.

The merchant felt as if in a dream. The beautiful slave girl in front of him was posing in all kinds of humiliating postures, and her hymen was cruelly penetrated again and again. No matter how roughly the penetration is, after washing off the blood and semen, the slave girl will always have a virgin vagina. For her, every entry is a new beginning.

The slave girl quietly raised her eyes while being raped, and looked at the merchant from the empire in pain. Her eyes, as blue as the sea, seemed to be begging for something...

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Queen Rong Xue seemed to have all her blood drained out. She fell limply to the ground, her face as pale as paper.

"Jialinglan will remain chaste forever. This is my promise."

Jia Lingyao did not have his mother's divine power, so he had no idea what the merchant had witnessed, but his mother's grief-stricken expression told it all. She acted promptly and immediately ordered the merchant to be sent to a safe place and not allowed to contact anyone. She also issued a series of orders.

It was not until the evening that the exhausted Queen Rong Xue slowly opened her eyes. The energy that was spent has been restored, but the pain in my heart cannot be compensated.

"Mother." Jia Lingyao gently helped his mother up, placed a pillow behind her back, and then lifted the messy hair away from her face.

Queen Rong Xue sat up straight like a puppet, her hands resting on the velvet quilt without any strength.

"Mom." Qiongyu Emperor Ji Lingjie handed the silver spoon to her mother's mouth and said softly, "Drink some water."

Queen Rong Xue stared blankly at the magnificent palace outside the window, her white teeth unconsciously biting her red lips until they bled.

"I have ordered the Nanxiang Corps to go out immediately and clean up the entire desert." Jia Lingyao said calmly: "I order all tribes to move north in the name of the empire. Those who disobey are enemies of the empire. At the same time, I order the destruction of all oases in the name of the Corps Marshal. I guarantee that in one month, there will be no green in the entire southern desert, and no non-toxic water source."

"Sister!" Jia Lingjie opened her eyes wide in horror.

Jia Lingyao's voice was as cold as ice. "In order to prevent the matter from spreading and tarnishing the family's honor, I have ordered the merchant to commit suicide and arrest all his companions. The pension will be doubled."

"Sister! How could you do this! How could you take so many innocent lives! Sister..." Jia Lingjie cried sadly.

"This is war, there is no place for mercy."

“But…but…”

Jia Lingyao lowered his eyes and whispered, "No matter how many lives are lost, it cannot wash away the humiliation suffered by the family, nor can it compensate for the harm suffered by Lanmei..."

Queen Rong Xue did not seem to have heard Jia Lingyao's order to massacre. She sat there in a daze for a long time, and suddenly opened her arms and hugged her two daughters tightly. Big tears welled up in her eyes, and Queen Rong Xue cried heartbreakingly, "Daughter, my daughter..."

"Mom, Mom..." Jia Lingjie cried even more sadly. She didn't even dare to ask about what happened to her second sister.

Jia Lingyao clenched his teeth tightly, trying hard to hold back his tears. She is not a bloodthirsty general, but when gentle means fail to work, she will never hesitate to kill as many people as possible - just like her father, Emperor Shenhong Tian, ​​who forged the glory of her family with blood!

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Jia Lingyao did not give any explanation at the meeting.

Faced with such a blatant order to massacre, Briand and John Warren voted in silence, but their reasons were different. Prime Minister Briand believed that the empire's authority had been challenged and that a glorious victory was urgently needed to restore its dignity. For example, the bloody massacre of the western tribes by Emperor Shenhong Tian. However, Hua Ruohan vaguely guessed the meaning behind the order, but he did not believe that the enemy would be the desert tribe from the south.

The Warlocks Association and the Knights Guild also remained silent, but an undercurrent of uneasiness quietly emerged - after all, the Empire had never raised its butcher knife against peaceful tribes, and the last massacre of foreign races was twenty years ago.

"President He Yu, I would like to ask you to select sorcerers to assist the military in cultivating the forest." Jia Lingyao said, his eyes lightly sliding across Jia Linghe's face.

"This girl clearly doesn't take me seriously!" Jia Linghe said bitterly in his heart, "I've already fucked your mother, why are you still pretending to be so noble?"

Jia Linghe looked at the empty throne of Queen Rong Xue and touched the scar on his wrist unwillingly. Yesterday's oracle came to mind again: the heir to the Ruitang Dynasty will be the intelligent little prince Jia Lingyang. His correct choice will allow the Jialing royal family to rule the empire forever.

"Perhaps, I should offer gifts to please the supreme God Mingqiong." Jia Linghe thought secretly, "Maybe the God Mingqiong will reward me with Jia Lingjie like he rewarded my cousin... I wonder how that little pigeon feels... Why did the rebels disappear? If the imperial capital is surrounded again, the bitch Rong Xue will once again stick out her big ass in front of me..."