Zǐ Fǔ Shén Zhēn (Purple Mansion Spirit Needle)

  Watching Yang Dagen suffer, Su Zijun was worried and hesitant. This purple needle in his hand was thin and long, wouldn't it damage the heart if he stabbed it into the heart?

  But she still obediently dived down.

  This needle, however, has a great origin, called the Purple Mansion Divine Needle. It was forged by his master in the Northern Mengshan Mountain for 49 days to help him create it from the furnace.

  As for what material was used, the master didn't say much, only telling him that this needle could save his life at a critical moment.

  Zifugou's divine needle, at the moment it pierced his heart, Yang Dagen felt a strange energy invading him, like a fierce fire, dispelling the extraordinary cold air that had been lurking in his body.

  This extremely cold breath is the symptom of an old illness relapsing, able to freeze all the blood vessels in the body in a very short time, until the body loses all its functions and dies.

  This disease is referred to as Taiyin Cold Poison in ancient medical books. It belongs to congenital diseases that occur when the mother's body is exposed to cold before birth, which is transmitted to the baby's body. When it occurs, it can cause sudden death, making it extremely frightening.

  According to medical books, Taiyin cold toxin can be prevented but cannot be completely cured. At least, the previous medical masters have not found a way to cure it completely.

  Yang Dagen lay on the ground, his face twisted in a grimace, looking extremely painful. Before long, beads of sweat as big as beans began to seep out from his forehead. A fierce fire and an eerie chill were brewing inside him, two opposing energies clashing, like two masters engaging in a fierce battle. As the vessel for this turmoil, Yang Dagen was suffering unbearably.

  Because he had experienced similar things many times, he quickly adjusted his breath and controlled the internal energy in his body to assist that fierce fire, bit by bit forcing the cold poison of Taiyin back to its original place. And that place happened to be in the man's **area.

  Also because of this, many top doctors internationally have consistently asserted that his millions of descendants are not capable of becoming pregnant with women.

  If you can't give birth, then so be it, being able to save a life is good enough.

  As for the doctor's words, Yang Dagen was not too pessimistic. He knew clearly in his heart that everything was caused by the excessive cold toxin in his body. As long as he solved it, everything would recover naturally.

  More than ten minutes later, Yang Dagen's contracted pupils slowly opened up, and the bulging veins on his face and arms also retreated back into his body, returning to normal, not as frightening as before.

  He put away the Zifu God Needle and flipped over, jumping up with a smile: "Alright, it's all good now, thanks to my wife Ziying for her help."

  "Are you really okay?" Su Ziqin asked with concern, earlier Yang Dagen's appearance had scared her to death, he might really die.

  Don't look at his usual cheerful and sunny appearance, with an excessive energy, it turns out he also has such painful and powerless moments. If not seen with her own eyes, Su Ziying would have never thought of it.

  Seeing the little girl being so concerned, Yang Dagen couldn't help but feel a warmth in his heart. He put down his joking attitude and nodded with a bitter smile, "Really, it's nothing serious, just an old heart condition acting up again. But after you used the silver needle to treat me earlier, I'm feeling much better now."

  "You're cheating! How can a heartache make you unable to move at all? Don't think that you can deceive me with just any excuse." Su Ziqin said angrily, she felt that Yang Dagen shouldn't cheat her.

  Yang Dagen had a headache. After being together for a long time, the little girl seemed to understand him more and more, and some kind lies didn't seem to work anymore.

  "Never mind, I'm doing this for your own good. Besides, even if I told you, there's nothing you can do to help me, so why bother worrying about it?"

  As soon as she heard that, Su Zijun got even angrier and said loudly: "What's good for me? I'm your girlfriend. You don't tell me the reason, I'll only worry more, can't even focus in class."

  After saying these words, her whole face turned red, and even she herself was a little unbelievable that she would admit with her own mouth that Yang Dagen was her boyfriend.

  However, her eyes were even more determined. Just now, she said that, although there was a bit of impulsiveness to it, if she didn't think so in her heart, she wouldn't have been able to blurt out those words on impulse.

  Yang Dagen was taken aback, utterly astonished and hardly able to believe it.

  From the very beginning, he was confident that Su Ziyu would gradually like him and win her over, but this result came too quickly and suddenly.

  After a small surprise, Yang Dagen didn't say a word, stretched out his hand and picked up Su Ziyu, then threw her upwards, and caught her steadily amidst Xiao Nizi's cries of surprise. His hands also took the opportunity to sneak under her skirt as it fluttered up.

  "Now I can finally call her wife with a clear conscience, hehe, should I be happy or very happy..."

  "Ah, you're going to die! Let me down!" Su Ziyu exclaimed in a urgent tone. Her beautiful eyes were shining with embarrassment, her face was red and she didn't dare to look at anyone. She hadn't expected that this guy would be so bold as to directly put his hand into her skirt.

  Yang Dagen won't let her go anywhere. He's worried that this little girl is just temporarily out of her mind, and once he lets her go, who knows when there will be another chance like this.

  He couldn't help but press his lips against those two tender, inviting red lips, and at the same time, his hands didn't idle, starting to grope under her skirt.

  Su Ziyin wore a soft, silky underpants, relatively conservative compared to lace underpants, delicate and compact, wrapping around her still plump buttocks, feeling tight and elastic, instantly making Yang Dagen's fire rise, gradually turning into a beastly state.

  An evil hand quickly broke into the deep and dense valley, where the lush forest was filled with a faint mist.

  "Hmm"

  As soon as he touched her, Su Ziyu couldn't help but let out a soft moan, her body trembling violently, as if she had been electrocuted. She was so embarrassed that she quickly closed her eyes and twisted her hips, trying to escape his grasp.

  But little did she know, her coquettish cries and struggles only served to intensify the man's fervent passion.

  Yang Dagen thoroughly went crazy, holding Su Ziyu and running to a secluded small forest to sit down. One hand was still exploring the dense forest, while the other had already reached Xiangxiang's chest, planning to fully bloom, just waiting for the melon to ripen and fall.

  ……

  Ten minutes later.

  The two people who were tightly wrapped around each other finally separated.

  Yang Dagen was topless, and Su Ziyu had already taken off her skirt and other clothes, leaving only a white silk-like small underwear, and pressed down on his body.

  At this time, Su Zijun seemed to have drunk too much wine, his whole body was soft and weak, he was panting and leaning on Yang Dagen's chest, and one of the beast's hands was still playing with a red bud on his chest.

  If a classmate were to pass by, they would surely exclaim in shock. Who would have thought that Su Ziyu, renowned among all the male students for her icy purity, would be treated like this by a man?

  "Oh no, how come there's so much glue!"

  Yang Dagen stretched out a finger, covered with sticky **, and brought it in front of Su Zier's eyes, feigning surprise.

  The initial school flower adjustment and teaching tasks have basically been completed, just the last step is left. However, now is the pre-exam period before the college entrance examination, at this critical moment, Yang Dagen can only endure it first, no matter how *** he is, and talk about it after her exam.

  "Glue? Where did you get glue from?"

  When Yang Dagen shouted, Su Ziyu also curiously opened her eyes and saw the thing on his finger. She was suddenly so ashamed that she couldn't show her face anywhere. Where did she not know what that thing was? Unless she had been absent from biology class.

  It was clear that this guy was intentionally teasing himself, Su Ziyu was both ashamed and anxious, raised his fist to hit Yang Dagen's body, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault, if it wasn't for you, how would I be like this..."

  Yang Dagen smiled secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he pretended to be innocent and argued: "It's not me, why blame me? I didn't do anything to you, it's obviously your own fault..."

  "You, you, you, you stink and have no shame..."

  Running into such a scoundrel who was both loved and hated, Su Ziyu almost fainted.

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