【The Reflection of the Sword's Ridge】(30) Turning back is never too difficult

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30 Turning back is never too hard
??? Jingjing threw her head back and screamed wildly, her beautiful hair flying in the air with the swaying of her delicate body. She placed her hands
on Jianxi's chest, her waist twisting as if boneless, rubbing against
Jianxi's massive member at all sorts of unbelievable angles. Jianxi, beneath her, thrust desperately upwards, his young, thin body covered in beads of
sweat, but he still tirelessly pleased Jingjing in the woman-on-top position.
Yingying wasn't idle either; she lay on top of her sister and Jianxi, burying
her face between Jianxi's legs and licking his entire genitals incessantly with each lift of Jingjing's body.
The two older sisters, Jingjing and Yingying, were playing games with Jianxi again, and they were having a great time, completely absorbed.
Jingjing galloped across Jianxi like a wild horse, while Yingying cheered her on from the sidelines.
Jianxi's enormous member had reached its peak, each thrust widening Jingjing's opening and
causing her to moan softly. With Yingying's mouth and tongue intertwined, Jianxi's lower body was already soaking wet. Seeing
her sister's ecstatic expression, Yingying couldn't resist any longer. She climbed to Jianxi's side, offering her developing
breasts for him to savor.
Jianxi, of course, readily accepted this generous offer, immediately taking Yingying's tender breasts into his mouth and
sucking on the soft flesh with audible sucking. Yingying's hands roamed over Jianxi's body, constantly pinching his nipples,
stimulating him even more intensely.
Suddenly, Jianxi increased the speed of his thrusts. When his member reached its hilt, he deliberately lingered inside,
twisting his lower body playfully, ensuring his member impacted Jingjing thoroughly. The sheets beneath Jianxi were now
soaked with the fluids flowing from Jingjing's body, and their joined bodies were sticky.
Jianxi gave a low shout, arching his back, lifting the petite and exquisite Jingjing up with the same movement. His massive member was deeply inserted into Jingjing, and Jianxi 　　continued to thrust in and out of her narrow passage
, using his muscles to contract and expand it without moving . 　　Jingjing let out a soft cry, her body arching back. Her body was supple and boneless; this movement 　　pressed her lower body even closer to Jianxi. Looking at her erect breasts, Jianxi, on a whim, reached out and grabbed them, kneading and 　　twisting her small, delicate breasts with 　　abandon. The three of them remained locked in this passionate embrace in the secret chamber. 　　Jingjing, feeling ecstatic from Jianxi's ministrations, was somewhat unwilling to give up. She used her muscles to tightly grip Jianxi's massive 　　member, suddenly relaxing, then tightening again. As soon as she unleashed this ultimate move, Jianxi's breathing quickened. He no longer cared about sucking 　　Yingying's breasts, but focused solely on controlling his muscles to compete with Jingjing. 　　The two, like martial arts masters, exchanged blows, using their muscles to please each other. 　　The difference between sparring with masters is that regardless of who wins, both experience intense pleasure. 　　Suddenly, Yingying, who had been watching from the sidelines, grabbed Jianxi's exposed member and began to vigorously 　　stroke it. Jianxi had initially been unbeatable, but with Yingying joining in, the two-on-one situation began to 　　overwhelm him. 　　Jianxi acted decisively, counterattacking by turning and lifting Yingying up, positioning her genitals against him before 　　attacking her flower path with his tongue. Yingying, caught off guard, immediately let out 　　soft cries, but her grip on his member remained firm. 　　Seeing that she wouldn't give in, Jianxi pressed on, using two fingers to penetrate Yingying's 　　tightly closed entrance. As soon as his fingers entered, he felt a wetness inside; it seemed Yingying had been aroused 　　for some time while watching. 　　Jianxi quickly thrust his fingers in and out of Yingying, causing her to cry out like her sister, her jade-like 　　hand gradually loosening its grip on Jianxi's massive member. Having successfully escaped the situation, Jianxi continued to multitask, using two different parts of his body to thrust 　　into the twin sisters. 　　"Ah...ah...Young Master, you're so bad...ah...Jingjing can't take it anymore..." "Mmm...mmm 　　...slower, Young Master, slower..." For a moment, the cries of these two kindred spirits rose and fell, 　　echoing in the secret chamber. 　　With Yingying's interference gone, Jianxi rallied, using his muscles while also vigorously thrusting into Jingjing. Several 　　times, Jingjing was bounced up by his thrusts, and his massive member briefly separated from her flower path. But each time, Jingjing landed back on 　　the tip of his member. 　　Jianxi thrust his lower back, and his member broke through the encirclement again, slamming straight into the end of her flower path. After being penetrated like this three or four times, Jingjing finally couldn't take it anymore. "Oh God... ah..." she cried out 　　, and then a surge of heat gushed out, pouring over Jianxi's massive member. She convulsed for a while, 　　then collapsed limply into Jianxi's arms, panting and half-asleep. 　　Jianxi temporarily stopped thrusting into Yingying in front of him, first reaching out to lift Jingjing off his body. 　　His member, which had been with Jingjing for so long, finally separated from her flower path. The massive member, covered in Jingjing's love juice, 　　gleamed under the light of the secret room, still standing tall, making Yingying's eyes light up. Yingying, who had been waiting for a long time, 　　climbed up without saying a word to Jianxi , adopting the exact same position as her sister before, and quickly sat 　　between Jianxi's legs. Although it was Yingying's first time touching that huge thing tonight, she was already overflowing with lust, and besides, the huge thing was already 　　soaking wet, so she easily inserted it into her body. 　　Yingying had been impatient just seeing Jingjing's enjoyment, and now that her desire was finally fulfilled, she 　　immediately began to thrust wildly. Jianxi suddenly sat up on the bed, supporting himself with one hand, while the other hand tightly 　　held Yingying's slender waist. With one hand as a support, Jianxi began to thrust violently into Yingying. 　　"Young master... young master... please spare me..." Yingying cried out, her face flushed. Although her cries 　　were incredibly pitiful, Jianxi was experienced with the two sisters and knew that Yingying was only putting on an act; deep down, she 　　desperately wanted to be penetrated even more intensely. So no matter how much she begged for mercy, Jianxi ignored her completely, instead 　　thrusting even more vigorously. 　　He lifted Yingying's right leg and continued to thrust into her hard. Yingying screamed and cried out, her delicate body...

It was shaking violently, but fortunately, the massive member maintained its sturdy position amidst the storm. Because Yingying
was shaking so intensely, the hand supporting Jianxi couldn't keep him balanced; he slipped and
fell backward onto the bed. Jianxi's other hand was holding Yingying, so she also fell into his arms. Jianxi
didn't get up after falling onto the bed, but instead continued thrusting into Yingying with all his might. The large bed
emitted a series of piercing sounds, which, mixed with Yingying's moans, added a touch of eroticism to the intimate room.
After a long period of entanglement, Yingying finally couldn't hold on any longer, and her heart-wrenching screams filled the sounds of their bodies colliding.
Jianxi felt a warm sensation at the tip of his member, knowing that after a fierce battle, Yingying had succumbed.
Jianxi didn't slow down after Yingying's climax; instead, he gave her one last few powerful thrusts, taking her
to another peak. The sheets beneath them were soaked with sweat and glistening fluids, and Yingying
's love juices were still dripping down her body.
Jianxi's final thrust had been far too intense for Yingying; after a scream, she collapsed
limply onto him, just like her sister, looking half-dead.
Now that Yingying had fallen, Jianxi withdrew. He got off the bed and stood to the side, watching
the two women, Jingjing and Yingying, utterly exhausted. He hadn't released his passion yet, so his manhood remained erect
. A strange smile suddenly appeared on Jianxi's handsome face. This smile
contrasted sharply with his usual slightly shy expression, revealing a sudden, wicked glint in his eyes. He quietly watched the twin sisters until
they began to snore softly, then put on the clothes that had been lying to the side.
Jingjing and Yingying were utterly exhausted and slept for an unknown amount of time before waking up. Jingjing stretched in bed
and turned to see her younger sister still sleepily lying in bed. She couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You little
rascal, are you still laughing your head off?"
Yingying, looking tired, said, "You have the nerve to say that to me...? You yourself are sleeping
like a little pig!" The two sisters laughed together, recalling their earlier madness.
Jingjing shook her head and said, "Young Master was indeed too vigorous tonight... It seems Master's medicine really is powerful
..." Yingying nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Upon hearing the mention of Jianxi, the two sisters quickly looked around, but Jianxi was nowhere to be seen. Their
faces changed drastically, and they exclaimed in unison, "Oh no!"
Without bothering to put on their clothes, they searched the secret room naked for Jianxi's whereabouts. But the
vast secret chamber was empty except for the two sisters. Jingjing suddenly rushed to their clothes that had been tossed aside
. She searched them carefully, then looked up, her face pale, "Young Master took the key to the secret chamber!
"
Yingying exclaimed, "That kid! He's been hiding his true strength all along!" Jingjing forced herself to remain calm, "He
must have escaped! We have to catch him!" Yingying nodded repeatedly, "Otherwise, Master will
devour us alive and then tear us to pieces!"
Jingjing's face paled, "Master spent so much time finding
someone with such a pure yang body…" Yingying interjected, "And she even fed him so many drugs… If he really gets away, we
won't just be torn to pieces… we might be chopped into mincemeat and fed to the pigs! Enough talk, let's hurry and chase after him!"
"
Jingjing thought of a problem,"
Yingying interjected, "but our accents aren't accurate. If we speak, people from the Central Plains will know we're not from there..." Jingjing stamped her foot, "Are we going to pretend to be mute again?" "No way!
How can we ask for directions if we're mute? How can we ask people about that kid's whereabouts?"
Yingying pondered for a moment, "Then there's no other way... we can't pretend to be mute. How about we say we're Koreans, and we
came to the Central Plains with our families to do business. We got separated from our younger brother on the way, so we're looking for him everywhere." Jingjing immediately clapped her
hands, "You little rascal, that's a good idea!"
Yingying's eyes darted around, "Aren't those two old bastards, surnamed Lu and Shangguan, leaving the manor tonight to go back to Suzhou?
" Jingjing nodded, "Yes!" Suddenly her eyes lit up, "Could that kid have run away with them
?"
The two exchanged a glance, nodded in unison, hurriedly put on their clothes, and rushed out. They ran
outside the manor and found that the carriage Lu Qicheng and his companion had taken was gone. Jingjing pulled at a servant standing nearby, "
Did those two guests leave?" The servant nodded expressionlessly.
Yingying was also anxious, "How long have they been gone?" The servant looked up at the sky for a while before saying, "
They set off before Dahuang even had a bowel movement. Dahuang just finished, so they've been gone in the time it takes to defecate
!"
Jingjing frowned, "Dahuang…?" The servant casually pointed to a
large yellow dog swaggering nearby, "That's Dahuang." Yingying stamped her foot anxiously, "They just left, right? Quickly
prepare the carriage for us ladies! We need to leave immediately!" After several days of practice, Lu
Qicheng and Shangguan Jing believed they had grasped
the essence of Ye Zhentian's Yin-Yang internal energy technique. Eager to return, they rushed back to Suzhou that very night, intending to recruit troops and fight Yan Feiyun and Gong Benying
to the death.
Inside the carriage, Lu Qicheng gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Shangguan, our martial arts have improved so much; why do we need to
invite any more experts? Let's attack Gong Benying together, and let Wu Xiaotian handle Yan Feiyun!
"
Shangguan Jing smiled and said, "Brother Lu, Zhuge Liang is always cautious. Anyway, there are a lot of people in the martial arts world who want to make a name for themselves
. As long as we give them a chance, they'll rush forward without regard for their lives.
Isn't it good to have these fools as our vanguard?" "
???" Lu Qicheng said with some worry, "If those experts really defeat Miyamoto Ying and Yan Feiyun,
won't they steal our thunder?" Since practicing that internal energy, he was full of confidence and ambition again
.
Shangguan Jing chuckled, "Brother Lu, even if those experts defeat Miyamoto Ying and Yan Feiyun, they'll definitely
be exhausted. At that point, if we make a move, will those experts escape our grasp?"
Lu Qicheng's eyes widened. "Brother Shangguan means to kill all those experts who came to help?"
Shangguan Jing said calmly, "That depends on the situation. If Miyamoto Ying and Yan Feiyun are defeated by us brothers
, then those experts must be spared so they can spread our heroic deeds throughout the martial world. But if
they're lucky and Miyamoto Ying and the others die at their hands, then they can't blame us for being ruthless.
"
Lu Qicheng slapped his thigh, "As long as Miyamoto Ying and the others are dead, those experts will also be gone. We can
tell the martial world that Miyamoto Ying killed them!"
Shangguan Jing nodded, thinking that all his years of careful guidance had paid off; Lu Qicheng had finally seen the light. "Brother Lu is
right! As long as Miyamoto Ying or whoever killed them died at our hands, everyone in the martial world will
bow down to us! In this world, only results matter, not the process!"
Lu Qicheng laughed heartily, "Hahaha! Brother Shangguan, I
am truly blessed to have a brother like you, with whom I share life and death! Hahaha! We don't need to distinguish between ourselves anymore; everything I possess belongs to you,
Brother Shangguan!"
Shangguan Jing reached out and shook hands tightly with Lu Qicheng, "Good! Brother Lu, we will share both fortune and misfortune!
But looking ahead, I, Shangguan Jing, only see a bright future! Let's conserve our strength and let those fools eager for fame
go first; we'll be the unseen predators! Hahaha!" The two
men, caught up in their excitement, burst into loud laughter, as if their wicked scheme had succeeded. Lost in their triumph,
they completely failed to notice a person lurking beneath the carriage. This person clung tightly to the floor, his entire body pressed against
the ground, remaining perfectly still despite the carriage's swaying. The man was thin, but his eyes gleamed with a cold
light; it was Jianxi, who had escaped from the secret chamber.
After resting for the night at a small inn, Yan Feiyun and his companions departed. Led by Qi'er, they arrived
at a crowded street near the outskirts of Suzhou.
Qi'er said, "Young Master Miyamoto, Young Master Sakuragi, Brother Feiyun, instead of staying at the inn,
let me take you to Shantang Street. It's very crowded there; the four of us will be like bubbles in the ocean.
Your enemies will have a hard time finding you there. I grew up on Shantang Street and know the area very well;
I can find you a place to stay." When the four arrived at Shantang
Street, the situation was indeed as Qi'er had described—it was incredibly crowded. Shantang Street
wasn't actually a wide street, so with stalls lining both sides and countless people
, Yan Feiyun and his companions could barely move.
Sakuragi Niji was puzzled, "Miss Qi'er, why are there so many people on this street?" Qi'er
explained to Sakuragi Niji as she walked forward, "They have everything here, and the prices are reasonable,
much cheaper than in the city. So even though it's a remote location, many people flock here."
Miyamoto Ying never liked being touched, but in such a crowded place as Shantang Street, it was unavoidable
, causing her to frown.
The understanding Qi'er noticed Miyamoto Ying's displeasure and immediately went to her side, speaking softly,
"Young Master Miyamoto, we'll be at Qi'er's old house soon." Although the place was rather dilapidated, it was still quite spacious.
Miyamoto Ying had no choice but to nod in thanks.
Sakuragi Niji looked with interest at the street food stalls. There were candied hawthorns, famous Suzhou
snacks like mung bean cakes, magnolia cakes, steamed buns, pork dumplings, beef potstickers, scallion pancakes, crab roe wontons,
and many more—a dazzling array that made Sakuragi Niji's mouth water.
Suddenly, a strange smell wafted over, and Miyamoto Ying and Sakuragi Niji frowned and covered their noses
. Qi'er quickly went to the stall emitting the odor and brought back several strings of dark-colored things, presenting them to Miyamoto
Ying and Sakuragi Niji.
Sakuragi Niji asked with a pained expression, "Miss Qi'er, what is this? Is it edible?"
Yan Feiyun, who had been watching the three girls with a slight smile, remained silent.
Qi'er smiled and said, "Young Master Miyamoto, Young Master Sakuragi, you should try it first." " This is the famous stinky
tofu here!"
Sakuragi Niji hesitated, but Miyamoto Ying took a skewer of stinky tofu and put a piece in her mouth.
The moment the tofu entered her mouth, Miyamoto Ying's almond-shaped eyes widened in disbelief.
Sakuragi Niji immediately asked, "Senior, is it very unpalatable?" Because both she and Miyamoto Ying were disguised as men,
their way of addressing each other had changed.
Miyamoto Ying shook her head, then nodded. Sakuragi Niji and Qi'er asked in unison, "Not good?
Good?"
Finally, Miyamoto Ying managed to swallow the piece of stinky tofu. She shook her head again and said, "Not bad.
" Then she nodded, "Delicious. Really delicious." Hearing that it was delicious, Sakuragi Niji also took another skewer of stinky tofu
and joined Miyamoto Ying in enjoying it.
Qi'er knew the street's food stalls like the back of her hand, constantly buying snacks and treats for
Miyamoto Ying and Sakuragi Niji, letting the two Japanese girls eat to their hearts' content. Yan Feiyun had lived in Suzhou for
three years and was quite familiar with the local cuisine, so he didn't need Qi'er's recommendations and simply chose some of his favorite snacks
to fill his stomach.
After walking for a while, Qi'er suddenly turned into a narrow alley, leading Yan Feiyun and the others to
a door in the middle, where she stopped and knocked. Yan Feiyun glanced at the door, noticing it was dilapidated, suggesting the occupants
were not doing well.
After a while, the door opened, and a dark-skinned middle-aged man poked his head out. Upon seeing Qi'er
, although his expression remained calm, his eyes revealed a mixture of surprise and joy.
Qi'er called out timidly, "Big brother... are you alright...?"
The man said loudly, "Good! Of course, it's good, brother! Why did you come back? Did you
not make it outside?"
Qi'er lowered her head and said, "Brother... Qi'er knows she shouldn't have left Shantang Street for vanity
... but back then, Qi'er really couldn't stand that kind of life anymore..."
The man said sternly, "What do you mean, 'that kind of life'? Was life on Shantang Street that difficult for you?"
Qi'er suddenly raised her head, "Brother, back then, Qi'er was young. Back then, Qi'er got up before dawn every day
to work, only able to rest at night... and even then, she could only earn a few coins a day. Qi'er really couldn't
see tomorrow..."
The man interrupted, "So you went to the city with those bad women to do shameful things,
right?" "
I may have done some things outside that you, brother, consider disgraceful to the family, but
... at least I didn't steal or rob. I only sold myself!" As she said this, two clear tears involuntarily
streamed down her face, making her appear even more pitiful.
Sakuragi Niji, always chivalrous, immediately reached out her sleeve to wipe away Qi'er's tears, then softly said,
"Qi'er, it's all over now... don't be sad." Hearing this, Qi'er's suppressed tears
immediately broke down, and she burst into uncontrollable sobs.
At this moment, Miyamoto Ei couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Qi'er, since this place won't keep you, let's go
somewhere else..."
Qi'er said intermittently through her sobs, "Brother... over the years, Qi'er has asked people to
bring you some silver..." The man interrupted again, "Your brother may be poor, but his spirit is not broken!" "I won't use your kind of money
!"
Qi'er said through teary eyes, "Brother...actually, Qi'er regrets being too willful back then...but it's too late
. Today, Qi'er finally understands that some things really can't be undone..." She turned to Miyamoto Ying
and Sakuragi Niji and nodded, "Mr. Miyamoto, Mr. Sakuragi, I'm sorry, let's go somewhere else..."
She said sadly to the man, "Brother, Qi'er is leaving...take good care of yourself...don't drink
too much, it's bad for your health..."
After saying this, Qi'er took Miyamoto Ying and Sakuragi Niji's hands and turned to leave. Yan Feiyun was
deeply moved by this scene between Qi'er and her brother, but this was ultimately Qi'er's family matter, and even with his unparalleled martial arts skills, he couldn't interfere.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Qi'er turned around, her brother shouted, "You little brat! I only said a few words to you, and
you want to disappear without a trace like you did back then?" "Did your brother say he wouldn't let you come home?"
Qi'er was startled by these words. She stopped and turned around, only to find her brother also with tears welling in his
eyes, desperately trying to hold them back. Qi'er cried out, "Brother!" and rushed towards him.
This time, her brother didn't say anything, but simply opened his arms and hugged Qi'er tightly. Their faces were pressed together,
their tears mingling, indistinguishable from one another.
Qi'er's brother choked out, "It's good you're back...it's good you're back...I'll take care of everything from now on...
" Qi'er nodded repeatedly in his arms.
Yan Feiyun, Miyamoto Ying, and Sakuragi Niji were also happy for Qi'er, especially Sakuragi Niji, who was secretly
wiping away her tears.
Yan Feiyun suddenly noticed that Miyamoto Ying's eyes were also a little wet, and naturally reached out to wipe them away for her.
Before he could move, Miyamoto Ying immediately reached out and wiped away her own tears first.
Miyamoto Ying said shyly to Yan Feiyun, "Brother Feiyun, I'm fine. Just some sand blew
into my eyes..."
This scene, of course, was witnessed by Sakuragi Niji, whose beautiful face slowly broke into a smile,
adding a rainbow to the already vibrant street.

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