【The Reflection of the Sword's Ridge】(26) (We have a brother-sister relationship)

After resting for an extra night in Poison Dragon Valley, Yan Feiyun, Miyamoto Ying, and Sakuragi Hong prepared to set off. There
were still twenty days until the fifteenth of August, but since their whereabouts had been exposed, staying any longer might attract even more martial arts figures
. Therefore, it was better to leave early and find a quiet place to continue their cultivation.
The three reached the entrance of Poison Dragon Valley. Looking back, except for Sakuragi Hong, Yan Feiyun and Miyamoto Ying were filled with
emotion, a feeling of unbearable past. Both of them had lost their loved ones here forever.
But… did Yan Feiyun truly love Xia Wenyi deeply? Or was he merely moved by her deep affection?
Was Miyamoto Ying's lingering affection for Du Yanzhi because of his meticulous care during her amnesia? Was it because Du Yanzhi risked his
life to save her, taking two sword wounds for her sake? Or did Miyamoto Ying truly fall in love with Du Yanzhi?
Only Yan Feiyun and Miyamoto Ying could answer these questions. Perhaps... even they themselves couldn't
be sure what the answer was...
The three didn't want to attract attention, so they hired a carriage in a small village and continued their journey.
Inside the carriage, Sakuragi Niji kept bombarding Yan Feiyun with questions. "Brother Feiyun, it seems you
made quite a few enemies when you were wandering the martial world."
Yan Feiyun smiled bitterly, "In the martial world, one's fate is not always one's own; there will always be enemies. Besides, I
was quite famous back then, or you could say I was burdened by my fame."
Sakuragi Niji didn't let him off the hook, continuing, "I've
heard a bit about Brother Feiyun's name since I arrived in the Central Plains. It's said that you were quite respected in the martial world for your chivalrous deeds. Now that you've returned to the martial world,
will anyone who received your kindness come to repay the favor and join us to deal with Wu Xiaotian and Lu Qicheng's group
?"
Yan Feiyun shook his head, "In the current martial world, there are many who add flowers to brocade, but few who offer charcoal in the snow. I'm now
alone, and I'm afraid no one will be willing to stake their life and property on me. The world is cold and indifferent;
that's just how it is. Anyway, I didn't expect anything in return for my chivalrous deeds back then.
" Upon hearing this, Sakuragi Niji immediately corrected Yan Feiyun, "Brother Feiyun, you can't say you're all alone
! Aren't Ying and I human too?"
Yan Feiyun smiled and said, "Sakuragi is right. I now have two people fighting alongside me." Actually, he
had always harbored some suspicion towards Miyamoto Ying and Sakuragi Niji. After all, Miyamoto Ying came to the Central Plains to challenge the martial
arts world, which, strictly speaking, put her in an opposing position. He knew he would eventually face Miyamoto Ying's challenge
. Moreover, he highly doubted Miyamoto Ying's master's intentions, feeling there must be something fishy going on.
However, as the three spent more time together, he gradually realized that Miyamoto Ying was actually a cold-faced but warm-hearted girl, and that her challenge to
the Central Plains martial arts world was purely on her master's orders. Although Sakuragi Niji was unrestrained, she was cheerful and not a bad person.
Therefore, he was caught in a contradictory state of mind, worried that one day he and Miyamoto Ying would become enemies
.
Just as Yan Feiyun was lost in thought, a series of gusts of wind suddenly reached his ears. He immediately shouted, "
Ambush!"
In the blink of an eye, arrows pierced through the carriage, heading straight for the three men. Fortunately, all three
were skilled fighters; although the attack came suddenly, it couldn't harm them in the slightest. The three simultaneously drew
their swords, surrounding themselves in a flurry of blades, deflecting all the arrows. However, the coachman sitting in front of the carriage
lacked their martial arts skills; his body was riddled with arrows, and he died instantly.
Yan Feiyun let out a long howl, leaping from the roof of the carriage, deflecting arrows with his sword while looking around.
On both sides of the road, a dozen or so archers were relentlessly firing arrows at the carriage. Yan Feiyun frowned, thinking that today
would inevitably see another massacre. Just as he was about to charge forward through the hail of arrows to deal with the archers,
two middle-aged men suddenly rushed out from both sides of the road, one dressed in blue and the other in green, both wielding longswords. The two men immediately began
to slaughter the archers, leaving a trail of blood.
The two swordsmen's attacks were ruthless; each strike hit a vital point, killing each archer with a single blow. Yan
Feiyun was surprised that someone would appear to help him.
The man in blue, while fighting the enemy, greeted Yan Feiyun, "Hero Yan, let us,
the Taiyuan Duo, handle these small fry! It won't dirty your sword!"
Another man in green also shouted, "Hero Yan, you
saved us brothers from the Hundred Transformations God's blade back then! The Taiyuan Duo will never forget it! Upon hearing the news of your survival the day before yesterday,
we rushed here without stopping! We've arrived just in time to deal with these clowns for you!"
At this moment, Miyamoto Ei and Sakuragi Niji also leaped out of the carriage and stood side-by-side beside Yan Feiyun. Sakuragi
Hong chuckled, "Brother Feiyun, it seems there are still some grateful people in the martial world! You don't
need to be so pessimistic about the current state of the martial world."
Yan Feiyun muttered to himself, "The Taiyuan Twins... the Xu Junxiong and Xu Jianxiong brothers. I did indeed
save them in the Zhejiang area back then..."
Sakuragi Hong patted Yan Feiyun's shoulder, "That's right! They've come to repay the favor now!
"
At this moment, the Taiyuan Twins had already killed most of the archers. The remaining few, seeing the situation was dire, immediately turned
and fled. However, the Xu brothers of Taiyuan did not stop there, continuing to wield their swords and kill several more.
Yan Feiyun, unable to bear the sight, cried out, "Two great heroes, Xu, let it go!" Xu
Junxiong, dressed in blue, responded loudly, "Great hero Yan, these scoundrels cannot be spared!" Xu Jianxiong, dressed in green, echoed,
"Yes, Great hero Yan! These ungrateful bastards dared to offend you, they absolutely cannot be forgiven!"
After they finished speaking, the archers finally died by their swords.
The Xu brothers stepped forward, clasped their hands in thanks to Yan Feiyun, and said, "Great hero Yan, you were not harmed by these villains. We brothers
are truly grateful to Heaven!
" Yan Feiyun returned the gesture, "The Xu brothers have come from afar, and I am deeply grateful. May I ask how you two are?"
"How did you know I was here?"
Xu Junxiong said angrily, "It was all because that heartless bastard Wu Xiaotian, the Jade-Faced Tiger, spread rumors throughout the martial world
that you, Master Yan, were near Poison Dragon Valley! We two brothers were worried that many villains would swarm in, so
we rushed here to help!"
Xu Jianxiong said loudly, "Although our martial arts are not as strong as Wu Xiaotian's, we can still handle
those small fry from Flying Tiger Fortress! We hope that Master Yan will not look down on our lowly skills and will allow us to accompany you
in dealing with these villains!"
Yan Feiyun quickly said, "The Xu brothers are highly skilled in martial arts, and I would be very grateful to have your assistance. However
, this journey is fraught with danger..."
Xu Junxiong immediately slapped his chest and said, "Master Yan, our lives already belong
to you! From now on, we two brothers will follow you!
" Yan Feiyun didn't refuse, "Then I, Yan, sincerely thank you both!"
Xu Jianxiong said loudly, "It is our honor to serve Master Yan! Since Master Yan's coachman
is dead, let us two ride for Master Yan!"
So the three of them returned to the carriage. The Xu brothers sat in front of the carriage, picked up the whips, and continued on their way
. However, they only traveled a short distance before stopping.
Yan Feiyun felt a sword aura coming towards him from inside the carriage. Knowing that there was a master outside, he immediately
gave Miyamoto Ei and Sakuragi Nijigasaki a wink, and together they leaped out. They saw a tall, thin Taoist priest with white hair standing on the road.
He was like a drawn sword, exuding a sharp sword aura.
Sakuragi Nijigasaki looked closely and was shocked to find that the Taoist priest's face was covered with sword scars. The sword scars crisscrossed his face
, tearing his skin and making his once handsome face extremely ugly. Even
the battle-hardened Sakuragi Niji couldn't help but gasp. Miyamoto Ying seemed oblivious to the Taoist's appearance, but noticed that although he
exuded sword energy, he carried no sword, proving the energy originated from him, not from any weapon.
Yan Feiyun glanced at the Taoist a few times, frowned, and immediately recognized him. He immediately clasped his hands in a fist
and said, "So it's Master Feiyunzi of the Qingcheng Sect. I am honored to share the same Daoist name as you, Master. I have long wished to
pay you a visit, but due to worldly affairs, I have been unable to do so. I wonder what brings you here today? " Feiyunzi's eyes flashed with a cold light.
"
My Daoist name is Feiyun, and you are also named Feiyun. Three years ago, I wanted to
have a sword duel with you. Unfortunately, you disappeared at the time, which greatly disappointed me."
Yan Feiyun smiled ingratiatingly and said, "I disappeared without explanation back then, which spoiled your mood, Master. It was indeed my fault.
I apologize to you! As for the sword duel, you are a senior master, and your swordsmanship is naturally far superior to mine.
There is no need for a duel.
" Fei Yunzi threw his head back and laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Yan Feiyun, you've got it wrong! I'm
not blocking your way today for your sake!" His laughter suddenly stopped, and his gaze, sharp as a blade, shot towards Miyamoto Ying and Sakuragi Niji.
"Which of you is Miyamoto Ying?"
Fei Yunzi's gaze swept over the two of them for a moment, finally settling on Miyamoto Ying.
"You are Miyamoto Ying, aren't you?"
Miyamoto Ying nodded noncommittally. "I am Miyamoto Ying."
Fei Yunzi's sword aura intensified. "My nephew Ling Xiaozi died by your blade, didn't he
?" Miyamoto Ying slowly nodded.
Yan Feiyun finally understood. Feiyunzi had come to avenge his nephew, Lingxiaozi. "Daoist Master," he said, "that day,
this Miss Miyamoto challenged Daoist Master Lingxiao openly and fairly. According to the rules of the martial world, life and death are left to fate.
"
Feiyunzi laughed wildly. "Hahaha! What a fine 'life and death are left to fate'! I'm not here for revenge today.
Since this Japanese woman can challenge the Qingcheng Sect, then I can challenge her too, and let life
and death be left to fate!" His sword aura intensified, indicating he was ready to strike at any moment.
Yan Feiyun knew this Taoist's swordsmanship was extraordinary, and couldn't help but worry for Miyamoto Ying. "Taoist Master, when will this cycle of revenge end?
Perhaps...?"
Feiyunzi slowly raised his hand. "Yan Feiyun, are you planning to fight alongside this Japanese woman?"
Miyamoto Ying gripped the hilt of her sword and said coldly, "Brother Feiyun, this person is after me. I'll
handle him!"
Feiyunzi laughed three times, then attacked. He had no sword in his hand, but used his fingers as a sword, his index and middle fingers
together, aiming directly at Miyamoto Ying's chest. Feiyunzi's sword strike, before the sword itself arrived, was preceded by a surge of sword energy, piercing straight at Miyamoto
Ying. Miyamoto Ying, observing everything around her, drew her sword. Feiyunzi's sword energy only struck the blade, not harming Miyamoto
Ying.
Just as Miyamoto Ying blocked the sword energy, Feiyunzi's sword finger arrived. Ignoring the sword-wielding finger, Miyamoto Ying countered with a
backhand slash, aiming a horizontal strike at Fei Yunzi's body. Fei Yunzi felt a chilling aura, realizing the danger; even if his finger strike could kill
Miyamoto Ying, he himself would be torn to pieces by the blade. Forced into a corner, he had no choice but to parry Miyamoto Ying 's attack with his own
sword.
Although Fei Yunzi used his finger as a sword, his inner strength was abundant, and in the clash, Miyamoto Ying's longsword was actually
evenly matched with his. Miyamoto Ying's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the newcomer's martial arts were unparalleled, far surpassing Ling Xiaozi's
. Fei Yunzi himself was also greatly surprised. He was confident in his superior inner strength, thinking he could deflect Miyamoto Ying's longsword,
but not only did he fail, his finger also began to ache. Being a proud man, although he suffered a hidden loss, he didn't
show it, but instead used his lightness skill to move behind Miyamoto Ying and thrust his finger again towards Miyamoto Ying's back.
Miyamoto Ying bent her knees and squatted on the ground, causing Fei Yunzi's sword finger to miss its mark. Without turning her head, Miyamoto Ying
spun her longsword in front of her, slashing horizontally at Fei Yunzi's waist from front to back. Fei Yunzi immediately leaped up, narrowly avoiding
the waist-cutting blow, and then, while in mid-air, aimed his sword straight at Miyamoto Ying's head.
However, it turned out that Miyamoto Ying's waist-cutting blow was just a feint; Fei Yunzi leaped up, his longsword following suit.
A thrust. The two attacked almost simultaneously, but the saber was longer than the sword, giving Miyamoto Ying the advantage.
In a battle between masters, a single mistake could determine victory or defeat, life or death.
A spray of blood filled the air, and both Miyamoto Ying and Fei Yunzi groaned simultaneously. Fei Yunzi's figure flashed,
soaring away like a great eagle. He lightly touched the ground with his heels, leaping into the air and quickly disappearing,
leaving only drops of blood behind. After Fei Yunzi vanished completely, his fierce shout could still be heard in the distance, "Miyamoto Ying!
This humble Taoist will return..."
Yan Feiyun rushed to Miyamoto Ying's side, placing his hands on her shoulders, "Sister Ying, are you alright?" Miyamoto
Ying's already snow-white face was now even paler than paper, and blood splattered from the corner of her mouth. She shook her head slightly,
"I'm fine. He's more seriously injured than me."
Looking at Miyamoto Ying's strained expression, Yan Feiyun felt a surge of pity. "Ying-mei,
did you get the middle finger?" Miyamoto Ying shook her head, "His sword finger didn't hit me; it was just my shoulder that took the brunt of his sword
energy."
Sakuragi Niji also came over, asking with concern, "Ying, are you really alright?" Miyamoto Ying smiled slightly,
"The one who's in trouble is that Feiyunzi. He took a solid blow from my blade. How dare such a guy call himself
Feiyun!" As she said the last sentence, she vaguely felt that her words were somewhat inappropriate, and her face flushed slightly.
This blush added a touch of allure to her pale face, causing Yan Feiyun's heart to surge.
The Xu brothers, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines, had already driven the carriage to the three of them. "Great Hero Yan, come on in first, then
we can chat slowly!"
The three of them boarded the carriage and continued their journey. Yan Feiyun intended to find a quiet
place near Tiger Hill to prepare for battle. Upon hearing this, Xu Junxiong said, "Hero Yan, I
have a house in a small town a day's journey from Tiger Hill. If you don't mind, why not stay there for a while?"
Yan Feiyun was overjoyed, "Brother Xu, you're too kind! I'll trouble you both for a few days then." Xu Junxiong glanced at
the sky, "Hero Yan, it's getting late. Miss Miyamoto needs rest after the fierce battle. Why
don't we stop traveling tonight and find an inn ahead to rest for the night?"
The three men agreed, and the Xu brothers decided to find an inn
catering to travelers on the main road. After having dinner downstairs at the inn, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.
In the middle of the night, Yan Feiyun suddenly heard someone push open the door and enter. He deliberately remained silent, wanting to see what the visitor's intentions were
. The person walked lightly, and Yan Feiyun recognized the sound of the footsteps as Sakuragi Niji. Relieved, he continued to pretend to be asleep.
Yan Feiyun heard Sakuragi Niji come to his bedside, and then he heard her undress and the sound of her clothes falling to the ground.
Before he could react, Sakuragi Niji had already climbed into bed, snuggled under the covers, and embraced him from behind.
Yan Feiyun was sleeping on his side, shirtless, and felt a warmth immediately as two soft mounds pressed against his back. Sakuragi Niji
even reached out her delicate hand, parting the grass to find a snake, and grasped Yan Feiyun's groin. A fragrant scent wafted from behind him, and
Yan Feiyun couldn't help but react.
Sakuragi Hong breathed sweetly into Yan Feiyun's ear, "Brother Feiyun, stop pretending to be asleep... okay?"
Yan Feiyun could only respond somewhat awkwardly, "Hong-mei, you're here?" Sakuragi Hong's delicate hands began to caress Yan
Feiyun's erection, "Brother Feiyun, didn't you want me to come? Perhaps you're hoping someone else will come...?"
Yan Feiyun shook his head, "Hong-mei is teasing Feiyun again. Who else could come?" Sakuragi Hong used her
firm nipples to rub Yan Feiyun's back, her hands gradually increasing in speed, "Brother Feiyun, I'm not
a three-year-old child. I've seen everything..."
Under her caresses, Yan Feiyun couldn't help but close his eyes and let out a soft moan. He also had doubts, "Hong-
mei, between you and me..."
Sakuragi Hong said sweetly, "It's common for us Japanese men to have multiple wives and concubines. Besides, I'm just
trying to comfort you, brother, because you've lost Wenyi. So you don't need to worry about us
."
Yan Feiyun was filled with gratitude, "Hong-mei, I'm speechless with gratitude for your concern."
Sakuragi Hong turned Yan Feiyun over, making him lie flat on the bed, and then climbed on top of him, sitting on his
lower abdomen. She grabbed Yan Feiyun's massive member with her other hand and continued to tease it. "Brother Feiyun, do you have
any feelings for Ying...?"
A ripple of emotion stirred within Yan Feiyun. "Sister Ying is devoted to martial arts, and she still cares about Master Du
..."
Sakuragi Hong pressed the massive member against her crotch, rubbing it up and down against the restless member. "That's why I
told you this when I buried that boy Du. But I'm truly impressed by your magnanimity."
Yan Feiyun groaned comfortably. "An acquaintance, Master Du's last wish, Feiyun must fulfill it for him...
mmm... mmm..."
Sakuragi Hong finally placed the massive member where it should have entered. As the head of the member broke through her tightly closed gate, both of them
simultaneously let out cries of ecstasy, "Ah... ah...
" While writhing her body in pleasure, Sakuragi Niji continued to explain to Yan Feiyun, "Brother Feiyun...
it seems you also hold a place in Ying's heart...ah...brother, the key point...ah...
"
Yan Feiyun immediately followed Sakuragi Niji's instructions, thrusting hard several times, making the little Japanese witch
scream even more intensely. "Niji...what do you mean...?"
Sakuragi Niji gasped, "Brother, do you remember what Ying said when she defeated that ugly monster Feiyunzi
...? Ah...yes, brother, that's it...ah..." Her body was already drenched in sweat, but she still
tirelessly galloped over Yan Feiyun.
Under Sakuragi Niji's wild galloping, Yan Feiyun was already faintly about to ejaculate. Hearing her words, he immediately recalled
what Miyamoto Ying had said today, and at the same time shifted his attention, taking the opportunity to suppress his urge to ejaculate. He continued thrusting...
Thinking, "Hmm... Yingmei seemed to have said that she gave Feiyunzi a solid stab... and she even seemed a little proud
... Ah... Hongmei, you're squeezing your big brother so tightly..."
??? Sakuragi Hong immediately used her internal muscles to tighten her flower path even more, "Big brother, is this how it is...
? Do you like it...?" Yan Feiyun nodded repeatedly, "Big brother likes it..." He suddenly grabbed Sakuragi Hong's
slender waist with both hands and thrust upwards with all his might, making Sakuragi Hong gasp for breath.
Sakuragi Niji finally managed to speak when Yan Feiyun slowed down a bit. "Big brother...you're going to kill
me...Big brother...not that, Ying said something else...think about it again..."
Yan Feiyun suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "What did Ying say? That a guy like this dares to call himself Feiyun!"
Sakuragi Niji leaned down and kissed Yan Feiyun a few times. "Big brother finally remembered. Here's a reward for you!" She pressed her entire body against
Yan Feiyun, her waist constantly rotating, letting his dragon thrust into her from different angles.
The fragrant sweat on her body made Yan Feiyun's chest wet, and beads of sweat from her forehead gradually dripped onto his face.
Yan Feiyun stuck out his tongue and licked the fragrant sweat from his face. After thinking for a moment, he finally understood that Miyamoto Ying's
words contained a hint of affection for him. He was overjoyed, and his dragon swelled up again.
Sakuragi Hong, of course, felt the sudden change in Yan Feiyun's body. While enjoying it, she coquettishly said, "Big brother...
you get bigger just thinking about Ying...little sister won't stand for it..."
Overjoyed, Yan Feiyun reached out and tightly embraced Sakuragi Hong, flipping her over into a missionary position
. With a swift movement, Sakuragi Hong's legs immediately pointed upwards. Yan Feiyun thrust his hips forward, his massive member penetrating deeply into Sakuragi Hong's
body. The little devil was too busy moaning to complain.
Yan Feiyun was finally nearing his climax; his member began to throb. Sakuragi Hong knew he was about to ejaculate, so she
quickly withdrew. She pushed Yan Feiyun back onto the bed, lowered her head between his legs, and devoured his erect
member. Her timing was perfect; the surging passion within Yan Feiyun immediately filled her mouth.
Sakuragi Hong, without any hesitation, swallowed the essence with a gulp.
Yan Feiyun felt a pang of guilt towards Yingmu Hong. "Hongmei..." Yingmu Hong smiled and said, "Big brother, it's alright
. I just wanted to awaken Ying's feelings." A trace of white essence still lingered on her lips, but her
radiant smile made Yan Feiyun unable to resist kissing her.
The two were tired, so they embraced and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, a small copper tube gently pierced the paper window, and a wisp of blue smoke billowed into the room.
In no time, the entire room was enveloped in blue smoke.
The door was gently pushed open from the outside, and two burly men slowly entered. Seeing Yan Feiyun and Yingmu Hong
asleep, completely unaware, a malicious smile crept onto their lips. In the dim light, it was vaguely visible
that the two men were the Xu brothers, the two most powerful men in Taiyuan.

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