I just want to live well but I surpass the protagonist.

"I didn't expect my sister to be so considerate of me..." Ye Yong looked very touched.

There is a saying that high-end ingredients are often, no, high-end hunters often appear in the form of prey.

Ye Yongke has never expressed any intention to have any physical contact with the two beauties. They all requested it. Even if Mu Qingyin finds out by then, Ye Yong is just an obedient good boy.

Arriving behind Hua Ming, Ye Yong was about to take action when suddenly a doubt flashed through his mind. The beauty of Hua Ming is a soul body. Can they feel the stimulation of the 'physical' body like a massage? It might be more effective to press their body scrolls directly.

"What's wrong?" Hua Ming pushed her long hair to her chest, revealing shoulders that were completely indistinguishable from human beings, and even had finer size and proportions than ordinary people. Seeing that Ye Yong didn't move, she looked back. His eyes were seductive, teasing and teasing.

As she flipped her hair, there were waves of indescribable fragrance. It was not just a smell, but a fragrance that could be felt by the soul.

"Just a little nervous."

Seeing Ye Yong being so shy, Hua Ming even laughed: "There's nothing to be nervous about. Don't think of us as the opposite sex, just think of us as souls. They say pink skulls are not good at facing but can eat. What a big loss.”

"Yes." Ye Yong put his hand on Hua Ming's shoulder. Unexpectedly, it was very real. The hardness of the bones and the softness of the flesh were not ethereal.

Of course, Ye Yong knows that the soul needs to consume energy to come into contact with living people. In other words, massage will not relax the painted beauties, it will only make them lose some energy and become tired.

Ye Yong first kneaded it gently, but when he saw that Hua Ming had no reaction, he increased the intensity in vain, but there was still no reaction.

Well, just as he thought, the soul body can't feel pain and relaxation. No, it can't be felt on the physical level. On the energy level, it should be no problem.

With an exploratory mentality, Ye Yong began to add the power of the soul to his fingers and palms. The power of the soul is different from spiritual power. Spiritual power comes from heaven and earth. As the name suggests, the power of the soul comes from the soul.

Ordinary monks only begin to gradually strengthen the power of the soul and use it in the golden elixir stage. It is the power of the soul that is needed for spells and visions.

As a divine body, Ye Yong's divine soul power has been growing since the foundation building stage, and his 20th level of cultivation has made his divine soul power far beyond that of the same realm, making it very solid and powerful.

Not only had the power of the soul been used, Hua Ming, who was just smiling and feeling nothing, suddenly changed his face and let out a cry.

Hua Xin cast a doubtful look, Hua Ming quickly pursed her lips, pretended to cough dryly, and covered her lips with her hands to prevent herself from making any more noise. Her original intention was to let Ye Yong have more contact with women's bodies to improve his 'immunity' against women. She never expected that Ye Yong would possess the power of the soul.

This is a very wonderful feeling. Ye Yong's soul power is very gentle, mixed with Sisi's wonderful energy, nourishing Huaming as a soul body.

If she didn't know the meaning of physical and mental relaxation before, now she understands it, and even experiences the different feelings brought about by the changes in intensity during Ye Yong's massage.

‘Why did your face suddenly turn red? By the way, we shouldn’t blush, right? ’ Hua Xin transmits sound to Hua Ming.

At this moment, Hua Ming's cheeks were flushed, her legs were clamped tightly under her plain skirt, and her body was twisting and turning unconsciously. Because she tried to hold back her voice, she instead made even weirder and more subtle sounds.

'You... you'll know later...'

The sound transmission was intermittent, and Hua Xin became even more curious. She didn't think that the soul body could feel anything. It was precisely because of this that the soul bodies wanted to materialize and experience various feelings in the mortal world.

"Brother, let sister rest first. There are too many people coming in at once and I can't bear it anymore."

"Uh... ok." Ye Yongyong scratched his face. Although he knew that Hua Ming occasionally liked to say some teasing words on purpose, this description... didn't seem to be wrong.

The soul body has a "full stomach" state. Hua Ming has been in the scroll for most of the day, and the energy is already close to being full. Ye Yong will put more power of the soul into it. She will need time to transform.

Next it was her turn to draw the core. Ye Yong came behind her and she also pushed her long hair forward, exposing her shoulders.

Ye Yong stretched out his hand, and the painting core, which he thought was too exaggerated for painting Ming, suddenly trembled like an electric shock and leaned forward.

"What's wrong?" Hua Xin's reaction was obviously much greater than Hua Ming's. In other words, he was more sensitive? Ye Yongyong is very clear. After all, it is a soul body, or it may be the power of the soul that simply repels others.

"No, it's nothing." Hua Xin looked at Hua Ming, as if asking why he didn't tell her earlier, and Hua Ming looked at her with a smile, as if he was replying that you will know later.

Sitting back down, Hua Xinliu frowned slightly, as if she was experiencing something very serious. As Ye Yong's hands fell on her shoulders, she couldn't help but tremble all over and bit her lower lip.

The ones on Hua Xin's shoulders were more rounded than Hua Ming's. The more he pressed, the more frightened Ye Yong became, as if they were not drawn by Mu Qingyin, but the people created by Mu Qingyin.

Because no matter the feeling of the body or the fabric of the clothes, there is no real difference.

No longer restricted to pressing shoulders, Ye Yong's eyes moved to Hua Xin's snow-white neck. Does the touch of the skin also resemble that of a real person?

Ye Yong tried to hold the back of the painting core and saw that she only shook slightly and did not refuse, so he began to study.

The skin is smooth, and with a little force, you can feel the elasticity and tension of the flesh, slowly going down the neck. Driven by curiosity, Ye Yong almost reached into his clothes, but fortunately he reacted in time.

"I have a question to ask." Ye Yong withdrew his hand. Hua Xin didn't notice anything wrong, but Hua Ming, who had witnessed the whole process, narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a smile on his lips, which made Ye Yong embarrassed: "Hall Master How did you draw the two sisters? Why do the two sisters feel so real?"

"I can answer this question." Hua Ming was the first to be drawn. She witnessed the process of creating the core: "General painting repair, freehand brushwork, only roughly draw the important parts, and then slightly modify them. , to complete the painting. But the master strives for perfection. She first drew our bones, and then added layers of flesh, viscera, meridians, and skin to the bones. We all have everything that humans should have. "

Hearing this, Ye Yong finally understood why the touch of the two beauties were so real, because they were really flesh and blood in a sense. Mu Qingyin outlined the details of their bodies one stroke at a time, which was different from the kind of painting that was carried out in one stroke. The paintings are different.

"Brother, you just seemed to want to..." Hua Ming stood up and put her jade hand on the lapel of her clothes: "Do you know whether there is a blank under our clothes or are no different from human women?"

"No, no." How could Ye Yong admit it.

Hua Ming was bold and unrestrained. She walked up to Ye Yong and said, "Is it really not there? Don't want to see it?"

Ye Yong swallowed his saliva and said nothing. Anyway, keep silent. No matter what happens, he, Ye, will be forced to do so, not proactively.

However, just as Hua Ming gradually opened his clothes and revealed the covered white and tender skin bit by bit, there was a sudden commotion and noise outside.