To save all living beings, the villainous Demon Lord's plan to redeem himself is urgent.
Song Xiwei abandons her feminine guise and transforms into a handsome young man, infiltrating the ...
Several burly men collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Song Xiwei stepped over their large bodies and quickly left with Aoqian on her back.
The Demon King stared at Song Xiwei's departing figure, "Are you really willing to let him die? It's better this way, I'll feel more at ease knowing he's dead."
While carrying Aoqian on her back, Song Xiwei sent a telepathic message to Xiao Zhuang. This time, it wasn't for anything else, but to ask for help.
"Xiao Zhuang, have you ever been with a man?"
Upon suddenly receiving such a telepathic message from Song Xiwei, Xiao Zhuang was stunned. "Sister Wei, have you met your soulmate?"
"Xiao Zhuang, I don't have time to talk to you about anything else right now. Answer my question: Have you ever been with a man? Between a man and a woman, you know... that kind of thing, tell me in detail..."
"Ahem, I... well, I don't know either. But I can find someone experienced to ask for you. Wait a moment..."
"Then hurry up, I can't wait too long."
"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."
While Xiao Zhuang went to gather information for her, Song Xiwei placed Ao Qian under a lap and let him rest his head on her lap.
She carefully tried to wipe away the black blood that kept seeping out of Aoqian, her brows furrowed in worry.
Aoqian has really suffered a great deal this time.
Is he stupid? He could have stayed quietly in his branch without getting involved, and nothing would have happened.
It was all because he insisted on keeping Lian Ce's appointment that Ao Qian ended up in this state.
If he dies, he will have no face to live on.
Therefore, she will definitely save him.
After about an incense stick's time, Xiao Zhuang finally responded.
“Sister Wei, I’ve asked around, and the things between men and women… it’s a bit difficult for me to describe. I’ll just use our sect’s sensory transmission technique to send it to you. Once you’ve seen some images, you’ll understand.”
"Okay, send it over quickly."
After saying this, Song Xiwei closed her eyes.
Not long after, I received the images that Xiao Zhuang had described.
"Sister Wei, did you receive it? It should be able to help you, right?"
Time was of the essence, and even after a quick glance, Song Xiwei still felt her blood surging.
"There's one more thing I need to confirm. Could you ask me what the difference is between men and women, and between men and men...?"
Xiao Zhuang was startled again. "Sister Wei, what trouble have you run into? Don't scare me!"
"Ask for me, I'll explain the rest later. Just ask for me first, I can't wait any longer."
Xiao Zhuang had no choice but to continue asking for her.
This time, it took even less time than last time to receive Xiao Zhuang's telepathic message.
"Sister Wei, I've already sent it using sensory technology. You'll understand once you receive it and take a look."
"Thank you. Please don't mention this to anyone else. That's all for now. I'll contact you later."
Song Xiwei compared and reviewed the information that Xiao Zhuang had sent her again.
this……
She understood the difference.
No wonder the Demon King said he couldn't help Aoqian; what Aoqian needed were strong men...
But how could those fat, big-eared burly men dare to desecrate Aoqian?
Through the transmitted images, Song Xiwei observed that although the processes differed, the final result was similar: they all involved... arranging...
Perhaps we shouldn't believe everything the Demon King says; we should only listen to a portion of it.
Time is of the essence, and asking others is simply impractical. The reason she asked Xiao Zhuang so many questions was because she had already made a decision. If there was really no other way, then she had no choice but to bite the bullet and come on her own.
...
Aoqian felt as if he had died, but then he had been reborn and come back to life.
Like finding a sweet spring in a dry desert, his satisfied smile was enough to show that he was out of danger.
But Song Xiwei…
She had no idea that what she saw in Xiao Zhuang's images and how it applied to her own life would be like this.