Sister Flower Blossoms

Spring is a season of rejuvenation. The grass, dormant all winter, sprouts fresh buds, and peach and cherry trees burst into bloom with vibrant green buds, carefully pruned by the spring breeze. The
spring sun is like a warm furnace, shining golden light on the green earth.
The warm sunshine on your face is intoxicating.
The spring clouds are exceptionally beautiful, resembling galloping horses, rolling waves, or the fair, jade-like face of a girl from a Jiangnan water town.
The gentle, warm spring breeze is like a kind mother, her delicate hands softly caressing your cheeks, making you feel refreshed and relaxed.
Zifeng Residential Area is one of the most prestigious and upscale residential areas in S City, with almost all residents being high-ranking government officials; its landscaping is naturally second to none.
Especially in this season of spring warmth and blooming flowers, the roadside green belts are filled with vibrant colors, their fragrant scents carried by the spring breeze. A gentle sniff reveals a rich aroma that seems to permeate one's very bones, truly refreshing and invigorating!
However, this beautiful scene doesn't seem to appeal to Ye Haoxuan, who is idly strolling along the road with his head in his hands.
He was thoroughly annoyed after being coldly kicked out by Nangong Yueyu's mother, Shen Ningxue. "What the hell is going on?" Ye Haoxuan cursed angrily. Being kicked out wasn't so bad, he was thick-skinned, but Shen Ningxue's words, "You're not welcome here anymore!" really bothered him.
His relationship with Nangong Yueyu wasn't a secret; their families, long-time friends, knew everything, and their marriage had been arranged by the older generation—it was a done deal. Otherwise, Ye Haoxuan wouldn't have dared to go to Nangong Yueyu's house and be intimate with the young girl. "Is it really necessary? I didn't do anything. What's the difference between eighteen and sixteen? Honestly!" He muttered indignantly.
Just as he was about to go home, he seemed to notice something. His sharply defined eyebrows suddenly twitched, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He abruptly changed direction, heading straight out of the residential area.
Shortly after he left, two black figures quickly appeared where Ye Haoxuan had been, and then followed him out of the residential area.
Ye Haoxuan seemed oblivious to being followed, showing no awareness whatsoever. Instead of heading towards crowded areas, he deliberately chose to walk through secluded alleyways.
Finally, Ye Haoxuan reached a relatively secluded spot, and the two men in black no longer concealed themselves, walking directly towards him with a chilling glint in their eyes. "This will do!" Ye Haoxuan looked around at the quiet, deserted surroundings and said casually. "Kid! Our leader wants to say a few words to you!" The man in black on the left said, pulling out a wireless communication device from his pocket. "Oh? Say what you want to say! I don't have time to waste with you!" Hearing the word "leader," Ye Haoxuan raised an eyebrow again, but his tone remained nonchalant. "As expected of Ghost Phantom Needle, one of the Seven Illusions of the Magical Assassin Group, you really have nothing to fear!" A voice, whether praising or mocking, came from the radio; it was none other than Rawls. "You were able to find out my background so quickly, that's quite impressive!" Ye Haoxuan's joking expression vanished, his face gradually turning cold. "Heh! You flatter me! It's just that my incompetent subordinates happened to have a communication device with them last night, and my men overheard your conversation. It's nothing serious!" Although Rawls spoke modestly, anyone could hear the smugness in his tone.
After all, the mystique of the Magical Assassin Group is well-known in the assassin world. Although there are only seven core assassins, the identities of each member are extremely secretive, and outsiders have no way of finding out.
Only after someone is killed can they be identified by the method of killing.
Perhaps this is the first time the true identities of the Magical Assassins have been exposed to the public, so how could Rawls not be pleased? "What organization are you from?" Ye Haoxuan's narrow black eyes narrowed slightly. "You don't know? Heh! It seems that we Shadows have been missing for too long, and there are assassins who don't even know of our existence?" Rawls's voice was somewhat surprised. "Shadows?" Ye Haoxuan frowned. He had only seen this name in the organization's database, but every time he asked, no matter who it was, the answer was always "They've been wiped out," which made him slowly lose interest. "So, you were the ones who assassinated me five years ago?" Ye Haoxuan's tone became unusually cold. "I'm here today to give you a gift, not to answer questions. Last night you wiped out my entire elite squad, so today I'm going to give you a big gift!" Rawls's tone became very strange. "This isn't enough!" Ye Haoxuan said calmly, looking at the dozens of assassins slowly appearing around him. "These are just appetizers. The real show is yet to come. Enjoy! Hahahaha..." Rawls laughed heartily, and then the radio waves gradually went silent. "Hmph! Playing tricks!" Ye Haoxuan sneered, but his expression gradually became serious. These people approaching were not ordinary thugs; they were all cold-blooded and ruthless assassins. Even he could be injured if he wasn't careful, not to mention that there were probably some even more dangerous figures lurking in the shadows.
Since they were in the city, these assassins weren't using guns, but for close-combat assassins, having a gun or not didn't make much difference. "Attack together! Surround him! The assassins in Magic World aren't close-combat types!" an assassin who seemed to be of high rank ordered. "Hmph! Unskilled in close combat?
A bunch of frogs in a well! Illusion—Netherworld Mist!" Hearing the assassin's words, Ye Haoxuan sneered disdainfully, his hands forming a series of intricate hand seals. As his shout fell, a large amount of white mist suddenly appeared in the secluded alley, carrying a thick, chilling aura, almost instantly enveloping the assassins.
The assassins, suddenly enveloped by the white mist, panicked. The mist carried an extremely dense aura of death, making even those who had undergone assassin training feel a chill. "Don't panic! Form groups of three... *thud*" The assassin of considerable rank spoke again, but this time his words were cut short as his body instantly went limp, a thin, eerie blue needle protruding from his brow. "Thud! Thud! Thud!" With each muffled thud, the number of assassins in the white mist decreased rapidly.
Some tried to escape the mist's range, but the mist was extremely vast, and these assassins often died halfway through.
An atmosphere of extreme terror permeated the air. Perhaps these assassins initially held a contemptuous attitude towards the magical killer, but now only fear remained.
This bizarre method of killing instilled a profound sense of powerlessness; the way it happened so silently, without even the opponent's sight, was truly terrifying.
These assassins felt like lambs being led to the slaughter, constantly on the verge of being killed.
They wanted to resist, but tragically, they couldn't even find anyone to fight back against.
At this moment, all that remained of Ye Haoxuan was a bone-chilling coldness and an intensely concentrated killing intent. He was like a ghost walking in the darkness, relentlessly reaping life after life without a trace of emotion.
However, as each life vanished in his hands, he vaguely sensed something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. The only feeling was that these people seemed too weak.
And the mind-wave controlled bombs he had been guarding against hadn't materialized.
As he shot the two remaining blue needles in his left hand into the foreheads of two nearby assassins, and was about to withdraw them again, suddenly, an extremely dangerous feeling arose in the back of his head.
Almost reflexively, Ye Haoxuan swung his right-hand dagger behind him. "Clang!" A crisp metallic clang rang out. Using the momentum, Ye Haoxuan retreated rapidly. Simultaneously, four blue needles appeared in his left hand, flashing blue light before disappearing into the white mist, killing the four assassins who had approached at the sound. "Ninjas! And top-tier Jonin at that!" This judgment flashed through Ye Haoxuan's mind. He had originally intended to use his four blue needles to attack ninjas, but facing the oncoming assassins, he had to settle for second best. After all, facing a Jonin while surrounded was extremely dangerous. "If there's only one..." This thought had barely crossed his mind when he heard the sound of a ninja sword cutting through the air behind him again, and the same sense of danger returned.
Without hesitation, Ye Haoxuan turned, his dagger once more meeting the incoming longsword. "Clang!" The sound of impact rang out again, but Ye Haoxuan felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder. A rapidly spinning four-bladed ninja shuriken grazed his shoulder, leaving a shallow but noticeable bloodstain. Although it didn't hit a vital spot, blood continued to flow. "Damn it! Genjutsu—Ghostly Thousand Illusion Needles!" The moment his shoulder was injured, Ye Haoxuan knew he couldn't delay any longer. If his left hand gradually went numb due to blood loss, then facing the combined attack of two Jonin and the remaining dozen or so assassins, he would be badly injured, if not killed.
So, his hands flew through the air, forming hand seals, and he unleashed his signature technique without hesitation.
The dense white mist instantly transformed into a deep, dark blue, and at the same time, countless silver lights filled the mist, resembling a starry night sky, deep, mysterious, and unpredictable.
It was beautiful, but beneath this beauty lay unparalleled danger.
Just as the white mist turned dark blue, the figures of two ninjas appeared.
Two eerie figures, their entire bodies clad in black ninja attire,
stood before them. "Phantom Strike—Thousand Illusions Annihilation!" Ye Haoxuan wouldn't let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip by. With a snap, he clasped his hands together and shouted coldly. In the beautiful, azure starry sky, countless dazzling silver lights seemed to be manipulated by a pair of hands, shooting towards the two eerie ninjas and the remaining assassins.
The two ninjas wouldn't sit idly by; they swiftly swung their ninja swords, attempting to block the approaching silver lights, and the assassins followed suit.
However, these dazzling silver lights were far from simple.
Among the countless lights were real, highly poisonous illusory silver needles, but many more were illusory needles, indistinguishable from the real ones. "Pfft pfft pfft pfft pfft pfft!" In just a few breaths, almost everyone was struck by several silver needles, even the two ninjas. A single needle was extremely poisonous, almost fatal upon contact with blood, let alone several.
Without exception, all those struck fell to the ground, dead, without even a scream. "Huff! Huff! Huff!" As the blue mist slowly dissipated, the corpses scattered across the ground were exposed to the air, but strangely, there wasn't a trace of blood. The one who had caused all this was kneeling on one knee, panting heavily, clearly indicating that the final blow hadn't been easy for him either. "Damn it! I miscalculated!" Ye Haoxuan cursed angrily, clutching his bleeding left shoulder.
He had originally thought the gift the leader mentioned would be a long-range attack like a sniper, but it turned out to be two top-tier Jonin.
The Netherworld Mist he had created was only meant to obstruct the assassins and the snipers he had suspected.
However, it had inadvertently provided the two ninjas with an excellent battlefield. Ninjas were masters of fighting in the shadows, especially Jonin, the most elite among ninjas.
If he hadn't used his ultimate killing technique at the end, the outcome would have been uncertain. "How dare you ambush me! I don't care if you're from the Shadow or the Light faction, you'll pay the price!" Ye Haoxuan roared. As a top assassin, being surrounded by other assassins was an utter disgrace.
Looking at his shoulder wound, Ye Haoxuan dragged his weary body towards the nearest small clinic. Although the wound wasn't deep, he couldn't go home injured. He
ignored the corpses scattered on the ground. It was strange that there hadn't been an explosion, but since they had been hit by his Illusion Needle, there wouldn't be any bodies left. …
In that secluded high-class club, Rawls stared grimly at the disappearance of two electrocardiograms on the screen before him, a strange light flickering in his eyes.
These were Jonin he had hired from the Iga Faction at great expense. He had only intended to test the strength of the Illusion Assassins, but the first operation had resulted in the loss of two. He couldn't afford this price.
At the same time, his assessment of the Magical Assassin Group rose significantly. This mysterious organization's strength was truly terrifying; no wonder it caused the Shadow Army to collapse so easily when they joined the war.
This was just one of the Seven Magical Assassins, and it was already so troublesome. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if all seven were gathered together. "Hmph! The Iga ninjas are nothing special, taken down so quickly. When are you going to help me kill this Ye Haoxuan?" Meiying coldly asked from the side. "My dear! Don't be impatient! This is just part of my plan. The assassins I sent out today were just cannon fodder; the real elites are all hidden away!" Rawls said to Meiying with a wicked smile. "Why?" Meiying frowned, puzzled. “It’s simple. I want to give them the illusion that our assassins are weak, so weak that any one of their Demon Killers could take on a hundred. That will inevitably make them underestimate us in the upcoming battle. In a fight between two sides, that’s fatal!” Rawls said unhurriedly, but as he spoke, one hand had already caressed Mei Ying’s slender waist, slowly slipping down her smooth back and into the short leather pants that covered her buttocks, his middle finger sliding deeper into her buttocks.
Mei Ying’s body trembled, and a look of shame appeared on her cold face, but the hatred in her heart made her grit her teeth and endure the desecration of that filthy hand on her body.
Rawls’s hand wantonly kneaded Mei Ying’s plump and pert buttocks, and even through the leather pants, one could still see the lewd shape that her plump buttocks were changing under the desecration of his palm.
Mei Ying’s expression kept changing, whether it was shame or anger, it was hard to tell.
Although she had been forced to perform oral sex on Rawls before, it was only limited to oral contact. While she had been harassed by him many times afterward, this was the first time her private parts had been so blatantly violated.
Although she felt extreme disgust for his filthy hands, her body was incredibly sensitive after five years without a man's touch.
Almost the instant his fingers slid down her buttocks, her body reacted.
Especially the moment his fingers rubbed against her anus, the electric current from her lower body almost made her lose her balance.
But unwilling to submit, she gritted her teeth, refusing to expose her shameful state to the man she loathed most, Rawls. "If nothing unexpected happens, I estimate the people from the Magic World will be here soon!" Just as Meiying's patience reached its limit, Rawls spoke at the opportune moment. These words made Meiying tremble, even her hands began to shake, her fear overflowing. "Then...then what should we do?" Meiying suppressed her inner fear, trying her best to make her voice sound normal.
She would never forget the scene when the illusionists stormed the Shadow stronghold. The terrifying illusions, the countless dazzling lights, and the unpredictable killing methods were like a nightmare of extreme horror, blurring the lines between reality and illusion.
Under their hands, the Shadow's so-called elite forces were utterly helpless. Even her husband, the leader of the Shadow, perished under the masterful illusions of the illusionist leader.
Her once-proud Shadow Squad suffered heavy casualties at the hands of that woman codenamed Red Lotus, also known as Illusion Lotus, and she herself was wounded by that alluring woman. "Hmph! So what if they're magical?
If they dare come, I'm confident I can trap them in my pre-arranged scheme! Even if I can't annihilate them all, I'll make them pay a heavy price!" A cunning glint flashed in Rawls's eyes. "..." Shadow remained silent, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a strange confidence in Rawls. "Pass down the order! All members will begin implementing Plan Two today. Everyone must remain hidden to the fullest extent possible and are not allowed to move without my command. Also, immediately order Unit Two to withdraw; the original plan is abandoned." Rawls issued various orders methodically, and for a moment, he truly felt a sense of absolute control. "We are called Shadows, and we should operate in the shadows, manipulating everything in secret. This is the foundation of our survival. Magical assassins, I await your arrival!" Rawls, his fingers, which had been playing with the alluring figure's curvaceous body, plunged into her already wet vulva, muttering to himself. ……………
At this moment, Ye Haoxuan was carrying a pile of medicines home. Looking at the various bags of medicines in his hands, although he was somewhat exasperated by the female doctor's overreaction, he had gotten a free view of her large, snow-white breasts while she was bandaging him, so he didn't dwell on it. "Huh? Sis! Why are you back?" Ye Haoxuan opened the door and found his sister, Ye Yixuan, sitting leisurely on the sofa watching TV. Her pair of snow-white feet were casually placed on the glass coffee table in front of the sofa, her long, slender, snow-white legs dazzlingly white.
Because her legs were propped up on the coffee table, the hem of her pleated skirt had almost slipped down to her upper thighs, revealing her long, beautiful legs.
But the most alluring part was the view beneath the pleated skirt; Ye Haoxuan even caught
a glimpse of the playful black pubic hair peeking out from the base of her thighs. Clearly, his sister was completely naked underneath! "Oh! Wenjie suddenly had an emergency and went home, so I came here because I was bored," Ye Yixuan mumbled, popping a delicate pastry into her mouth. "It's rare for you to come home!" Ye Haoxuan finally managed to look away, glancing at his sister who was completely unaware of her exposed state. He couldn't help but purse his lips, his eyes searching for something to drink as he was thirsty from blood loss and the recent fight. "What are you holding? And what happened to your shoulder?" Ye Yixuan asked with concern, noticing the medicine bag in Ye Haoxuan's hand and the torn fabric on his shoulder. "Oh! Uh...
I accidentally scratched my shoulder!
Hmm?
What's this? It smells so good, this scent seems familiar, could it be Pu'er tea?" Ye Haoxuan walked to the glass tea table, looking at the set of purple clay teaware steaming on it. He lifted the lid of the purple clay teapot, smelled it, and said with a hint of intoxication. "You, always so clumsy! Hey!
Don't touch my Pu'er tea, it's good for beauty and health, Wenjie brought it back from Yunnan for me. You're not allowed to touch it!" Ye Yixuan rolled her eyes at Ye Haoxuan. Usually careless, she didn't pay much attention to the injury on her shoulder, but hurriedly stopped Ye Haoxuan from fiddling with the purple clay teapot. "Tch! It's just some cheap Pu'er tea! Dad has plenty of that, and it's even aged quite a bit, why are you so concerned?" Ye Haoxuan rolled his eyes at Ye Yixuan, who treated the purple clay teapot like a treasure. "What do you know? It's different!
Hmm! It's been steeping for so long, it should be ready to drink now." Ye Yixuan ignored Ye Haoxuan's eye roll, carefully poured herself a cup of Pu'er tea, and began to savor it. "Even though you were born in the South, you're not some delicate young lady. It's just tea, what are you pretending for! This is how you drink tea!" Ye Haoxuan looked at the pretentious Ye Yixuan, his lip curling up even wider, and directly picked up the teapot and poured it into his mouth. "Mind your own business! Hey!
Leave me some, I've been steeping it for so long and this is all I have! Don't drink it all!" Ye Yixuan glared at Ye Haoxuan with her beautiful, clear eyes. "The tea is good! It's quite fragrant, but there's not enough!" After gulping down the tea, Ye Haoxuan smacked his lips with a hint of reluctance, and commented seriously. "You tasteless bastard! Give me back my teapot!" Ye Yixuan snatched the teapot, which had barely poured out any tea, and looked ready to smash it over the head of the guy who was gulping it down. "Hehe! I'm going upstairs to take a nap, I'm a bit tired today!" Ye Haoxuan, seeing his sister about to explode, quickly made an excuse and ran away. "That brat... but drinking tea like this is much better than slowly savoring it...!" Ye Yixuan muttered a few words as she watched Ye Haoxuan's retreating figure, but after he went upstairs, she also downed her Pu'er tea in her teapot in one gulp. They were truly siblings.
Back in his room, Ye Haoxuan felt his eyelids getting heavy, and sleepiness kept washing over him. "Strange! Why am I so sleepy today!
Is it because of the injury and bleeding, and then the anesthesia? Oh well, I'll just sleep!" Ye Haoxuan looked at his shoulder in confusion, but didn't think much of it. The intense sleepiness made him fall asleep quickly. "I'm getting sleepy too! Hmm! I'll go get some beauty sleep!" After watching TV for a while, Ye Yixuan downstairs also started to droop her eyelids. She got up, stretched seductively, and went upstairs to her room to sleep. The
living room was silent, except for the exquisite purple clay teapot that was steaming alone, the hazy steam faintly revealing a hint of desire.
How much time had passed, the afterglow of the setting sun had gradually faded, and night was falling. The moon hung like a starry sky, its pale light shining through the undrawn curtains into the room, adding a sliver of light to the already dark space. "So hot!" Ye Haoxuan woke up groggily, his face flushed, muttering to himself. Although still a little sleepy, if someone were standing in front of him, they would be surprised to find that his eyes were filled with a blood-red lust, quite frightening.
He groped his way to his feet, staggering out of the room, intending to head towards the bathroom, but clearly he was now completely disoriented.
Instead of going to the bathroom, he stumbled into Ye Yixuan's room. "...Mmm...Mmm..." The moment he entered, the woman's seductive moans rang out, each sound tantalizing and making his heart race. "Hoo!" Normally, Ye Haoxuan might have been able to restrain himself, but at this moment he couldn't control himself. He was like a bundle of dry tinder, completely ignited by the fiery moans.
His body almost uncontrollably lunged towards the moaning figure on the bed...

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