The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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"Shh... Keep your voice down. I just saw that Aunt Yanqing looked really bad. Aunt Qingluo dragged her out."

"Is someone inside...? Why does it smell weird?"

Immediately afterwards, the door creaked open and was carefully pushed open a crack.

Three little heads peeked curiously through the crack in the door.

They were three distinctly different, yet equally youthful, vibrant, and beautiful young faces.

Judging from their appearance, they should all be of marriageable age.

It is the age when the flowers are at their most beautiful and vibrant.

The one in the lead was dressed in a red dress, like a proud red rose. She had snow-white skin, an oval face, and large, alluring almond-shaped eyes that held a natural air of spoiled arrogance and seduction.

At this moment, she was boldly and curiously peering towards the bed, her full red lips slightly pouting, carrying a touch of girlish innocence and purity.

Next to her was a young girl in a green dress, with an air of refined elegance. She was beautiful, with a hint of scholarly refinement and an lingering melancholy in her eyes.

Her gaze was somewhat timid, as if she dared not look directly at her, but her curiosity compelled her to peek out half of her pretty face from behind her companion, feigning reluctance.

The last one was dressed in a pale yellow dress, as bright as a forsythia. Her round face had two adorable dimples, and her big, dark eyes were full of pure curiosity and innocence, like a naive fawn trying to tiptoe to see what was happening in the room.

These three girls are like three newly blossomed flowers, still covered in morning dew, fresh, delicate, and full of boundless vitality.

When their gazes simultaneously focused on the bed, and they saw the unfamiliar man lying half-reclined, exuding masculinity, and... the enormous, terrifyingly powerful silhouette beneath him, protruding high under the quilt—a mixture of astonishment, shyness, and uncontrollable curiosity instantly appeared on their three delicate faces.

The girl in the red shirt widened her eyes instantly, her mouth forming an adorable "o" shape. Instead of fear, her eyes sparkled with a strange excitement.

The girl in the green dress let out a soft "Ah!" and instantly blushed deeply, quickly lowering her head so that her beautiful face was almost buried in her chest.

She kept repeating "Don't look at what you shouldn't see," but her heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat's claws. She couldn't help but steal a quick glance in that direction out of the corner of her eye, and her heart started beating even faster after she saw it.

The girl in the yellow shirt was completely stunned. Her face flushed red, and her pure, innocent eyes stared straight at the "tent," filled with incomprehension, confusion, and a kind of primal longing and yearning that she herself didn't even know she possessed.

What...what is that?

Why is there such a high bulge under the blanket?

The room fell silent for a moment, with only the girls' rapid breathing and the pounding of their hearts breaking.

Wang Meng, who was lying on the bed, noticed them the moment they pushed open the door.

He didn't move, not even lifting his eyelids.

He simply closed his eyes, slowed his breathing, and pretended that he was still asleep due to his serious injuries.

He wanted to see what these three sparrows that had wandered in were up to.

This silence, ironically, emboldened the girls.

Seeing that the person on the bed was unresponsive and seemed to be fast asleep, they tiptoed in and closed the door behind them.

"Hey, he... he's asleep..."

The girl in the red shirt was the boldest. She lowered her voice, almost whispering, but her eyes never left the tall "tent," her gaze gleaming with a spirit of exploration.

"Sister Yue, we...we'd better leave quickly, it won't be good if Aunt Qingluo and Aunt Yanqing find out..."

The girl in the green dress tugged at her sleeve, her voice trembling slightly, clearly terrified.

"What are you afraid of!"

The girl in red casually shook off her hand and instead took two bolder steps closer to the bed: "I'm just curious... what do you think is under the blanket?"

How could... the blanket be stretched so big?

The girl in the yellow shirt echoed softly, her voice filled with innocent confusion: "Yes... I want to know too. Could it be... could it be that his leg is bent?"

"impossible!"

The girl in the red shirt immediately denied it, "No one's legs are in that place."

Besides, look at its shape... straight... hard... it doesn't look like a knee at all."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but extend her finger and vaguely trace the outline in the air, a bold and suggestive gesture.

The girl in the green dress saw her action and her face flushed red to the roots of her ears. She spat out, "Shameless!"

"You...how could you make that gesture!"

"What's so shameful about that?"

The girl in the red shirt pouted, her alluring eyes scanning back and forth between Wang Meng's masculine face and that "tent," and the more she looked, the more her curiosity grew like wild grass.

She recalled the sketchbooks she used to peek at; the men drawn on them were blurry, but they seemed... seemed to have some similarities.

Could it be... could this be... a guess that made her blush and her heart race surfaced in her mind.

"How about... we lift it up and take a look?"

She suddenly uttered something startling, speaking in a urging, devilishly seductive tone.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Even heroes have their moments of weakness, and even shorter when they need to urinate!

"How about... we lift it up and take a look?"

Dressed in red, the usually audacious junior sister of Mount Hua suddenly uttered something astonishing. She spoke in a urging, devilishly seductive tone, her bright almond-shaped eyes gleaming with excitement and anticipation in the dim light.

"Ah! No!"

The girl in the green dress was terrified and quickly reached out to pull her away, "This...this is not allowed!"

This is the behavior of a lecherous man!

"What lecher? He's fast asleep. We just wanted to take a look, just one glance!"

The girl in the red shirt completely ignored her advice; her intense curiosity had overwhelmed all girlish reserve.

The woman in the yellow shirt, though blushing deeply, revealed a hint of longing in her eyes.

At that moment, she did not voice her objection, but clenched her fists nervously, tacitly approving her companion's bold actions.

Seeing that no one could stop her, the girl in the red dress stopped hesitating.

She tiptoed, like a cat stealing fish, and silently crept to the bedside.

Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat. She reached out, but before her fingertips even touched the silky quilt, she could already feel a scorching heat.

She took a deep breath, gripped the corner of the blanket, and then suddenly pulled it up!

The brocade quilt slipped off. Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The three girls' breaths also completely stopped at that moment.

Before their eyes appeared a scene that they would never forget, a scene brimming with primal impact.

It was no longer the blurry outline of a "tent" seen through the blanket.

It was an indescribable, ferocious, and majestic behemoth, exposed to their view without any concealment.

It was also shrouded in a layer of white mist that was visible to the naked eye, making it both divine and demonic.

The mist wasn't water vapor, but rather a kind of... a vibrant aura that seemed to be condensed from extremely pure internal energy and yang energy.

It slowly, as if it were alive, rose into the air.

"sky……"

The girl in the green dress only had time to let out a horrified gasp before her legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground.

She covered her mouth tightly with her hand to stop herself from screaming.

That thing... was more magnificent and more grotesque than any nightmare she could imagine.

The girl in the yellow shirt was completely stunned, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring intently.

Shame, fear, shock... all sorts of emotions intertwined in her heart, but in the end, they all turned into a tremor and longing that came from the depths of her soul.

She even subconsciously covered her legs.

The one who started it all, the boldest girl in the red dress, was now completely stunned by the scene before her.

Her mouth gaped slightly, and her captivating almond-shaped eyes were filled with disbelief. She finally understood—all the drawings in those sketchbooks were lies!

A real man, true masculinity, is like this... like this... inspiring awe!

Her heart pounded wildly, a feverish heat, a mixture of fear and excitement, rising from her toes to the top of her head, eventually coalescing into an uncontrollable impulse.

As if guided by some unseen force, she reached out her hand.

It was a slender hand, but it was trembling slightly.

Her fingertips, carrying a unique fragrance and warmth, carefully, as if on a pilgrimage, gently reached out.

The air seemed to freeze. The other two girls held their breath, watching intently as the slender finger was about to touch that forbidden area.

Finally, I touched it.

"ah……"

A very soft, almost inaudible gasp escaped from the lips of the girl in the red dress.

The feel was far more amazing than I had imagined.

It's like... a branding iron that's been heated to a scorching high and covered in velvet!

The girl in the yellow shirt next to her watched her companion's bold actions.

She also reached out her hand, trembling.

Only the girl in the green dress retreated in embarrassment, covering her face tightly with her handkerchief, yet she couldn't help but peek through her fingers at the scene that terrified her.

At this moment, the boldest girl in red was no longer satisfied with simple touching.

Just then, a crazy thought, one that even frightened her, suddenly popped into her mind.

She wanted to taste... what it tasted like.

Once the thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

As if bewitched, she carefully and gently picked up a drop of clear liquid with the tip of her index finger.

Then, under the utterly shocked gazes of her two companions, she slowly brought it to her lips.

"Well!"