"Twin sisters!" He Qi unconsciously raised his voice, "Do you look similar?"

"Yes, it's exactly the same! The spiritual root qualifications are all equal, so the cultivation is also comparable, and the result is that the aura is also highly similar, I've seen it a few times, but I can't tell which one is the sister, which is the sister."

There are highly similar people in this world, and there are monks, but monks are easy to distinguish, because in addition to their appearance and bearing, the monk's qi and soul fluctuations are different, a fire monk and a water monk, even if the facial features are exactly the same, but as long as the spiritual eye can be seen at a glance, the obvious expression of the two, some monks who practice special exercises can evolve various visions around them, which is extremely difficult to imitate.

He Qi smiled and said: "There is no exactly the same maple leaf in this world, no matter how similar it is, there are differences, what you look at is just the surface."

He Qi's words are full of mystery, the rhythm of his voice is extremely gentle, he can't help but be unconvinced, Leng Yaning couldn't help nodding, obviously very convinced of what He Qi said, looking at the essence through the appearance, this is clever, there are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, this senior told a big truth in simple words.

It's just that when talking about this unfathomable truth, He Qi's hand on Leng Yaning's waist slowly slid down a few points and grabbed half of his buttocks. Talking about the pair of sisters, this topic can be studied deeply, and it can also be extended to other places, originally He Qi was intended to overthrow this woman, so he will naturally follow this topic.

"There is definitely a difference between these two women, but only Tong Daoyou has the opportunity to delve into the subtle differences, and he should be very clear about the difference between the shades and tightness of the two sisters' flowers!" He Qi said with an ambiguous smile.

The style of painting turned too fast, and there was a big argument all of a sudden, and when it came to the pleasure of the boudoir, although Leng Yaning was a virgin, she could also understand what He Qi meant, and she was embarrassed for a while, her heart was beating wildly, and she began to gently push and resist He Qi's evil hand with one hand.

He took a sip and said, "Senior, you are too unorthodox, I suddenly looked at it and felt that you were not a good person!"

Good guy, bad guy, this is an interesting definition, when you are young, everyone is taught by your elders to be a good person, but when you grow up, if a man is always defined by a woman as a good person, then this is a sad story, good people have to follow the rules, not to say that they must have a gentleman's style, at least they can't force others.

And the bad guy doesn't have so many rules and regulations, and he doesn't take being rejected seriously at all, He Qi didn't take Leng Yaning's rejection seriously, opened his five fingers, continued his movements, and then looked down at the prey in his arms.

This girl who was about to soften in her arms, the first acquaintance, had jade cheeks and cherry lips, charming like a flower, and her breath was slightly panting, at this time, compared with the usual time, it added a little more charm.

Being looked at by this, Leng Yaning seemed to feel that the other party saw her state, and immediately clamped her legs under the gauze skirt, trying to sit up straight.

When a man is emotional, there are physiological changes, and women are the same, He Qi didn't just use words to tease, he had seen Liyun Feng's double cultivation technique when he was in Tianyan Sword Sect, and he used this technique when he was caressing it just now, and a stream of extremely weak true yuan slowly immersed in Leng Yaning's body, and this woman was originally moved by He Qi, so unconsciously, Leng Yaning fell in love with him.

Leng Yaning had to clamp her legs at this time, covering up the changes in her body, and resolving the embarrassing embarrassment, but the more nervous she was, the more she felt that her facial features were very sensitive, and even smelling the other party's breath was a pounding heartbeat, and a warm warm current gushed out uncontrollably from the depths of her lower abdomen.

There was already a flow of water, and the mud was unbearable.

The sky is above, the white clouds are long, the ice flame winged snake flies out for several miles, although the scenery is good, it is obvious that this occasion is not a good place for love, He Qi does not go straight to the final point, looks down, and seems to say with concern:

"Yaning, did you run out of true yuan when you urged the spirit weapon just now, there is a small hill below, we don't have to rush to go, let's go down and rest for a while"

This is not an inquiry, I didn't want to wait for her to answer, and I didn't have to wait for her permission, He Qi's mind moved, and the Ice Flame Winged Snake quickly fell down to a small hill among the mountains below, and when it was still a few feet above the ground, He Qi waved his big sleeves and put the Ice Flame Winged Snake into the spirit beast bag, and then hugged Leng Yaning, who was weak and couldn't stand on his own, and fell into the snow.

At the top of this snow-capped peak, there are few people, and it is white all around.

The goose feathers and heavy snow in the sky are falling, and soon there is Leng Yaning's dress fluttering with the snowflakes, He Qi started slowly, and when the clothes were removed one by one, Leng Yaning was completely lit, with eagerness in shame, and soon there was a snow-white delicate body in the snow, and the whiteness of this skin was not inferior to the white snow covering the mountains.

It was like congealed fat, but it was full of elasticity and excellent touch, the monk was not afraid of the cold, and this white snow could not stop Leng Yaning's chest from growing bigger.

The woman raised her head and met He Qi's gaze, her pretty face was full of red clouds, and she was shy.

"Yaning, you're so beautiful...... Be kind, and make the other party physically and mentally happy when cheating, rather than just venting your own desires.

It won't last forever, and she doesn't look like her, but she can meet all her fantastic requirements for men in this romantic scene. Even when you wake up from a dream, you won't regret this storm.

"Senior ......".

The snow was falling, and the sound of ecstasy sounded in the ethereal mountains, and a few drops of blood fell, dripping on the snow, just like a few red plums blooming in the cold wind.

Feiyan City is not big, but this is just in the eyes of He Qi, Feiyan Siyou relies on the strength of four people to occupy this place, obviously not an ordinary small city, in the eyes of mortals, it is very big, very big, and the main city alone is nearly a hundred miles wide.

There are more than thirty or forty counties and small towns under the control of Feiyan City, which are two or three thousand miles long, which can also be called vast for ordinary mortals who live within a range of no more than twenty miles per day. In these two or three thousand miles, the cumulative population is as high as two million, and there are thousands of small and micro sects and various kinds of loose cultivators.

Leng Yaning is a Dan Master, and one of the disciples of Qiu Qingyan in Feiyan City, her identity, status, and appearance are superior, making her a dream goddess in low-level casual cultivation, and she is very focused on Dan Dao, less than ordinary people, and scattered cultivation is also known as a cold beauty, an iceberg beauty.

It's just that they would have thought that this scene in front of them and this strange thing happened to Leng Beauty, who lost her body to a man she first met, and she couldn't even call her name.

The shadow of the sun was slanting to the west, and Leng Yaning was supported by a small tree in front of him, ushering in a violent impact of He Qi's madness.

(End of chapter)