The rope tied around Ning Wan's wrist was particularly strange. It did not get tighter despite her struggle.
But every time he tried to untie the knot, the originally obedient rope would instantly retract into its original shape rebelliously, trapping Ning Wan tightly.
Ning Wan: Maybe she should change back to her original form, so that it would be Shen Jingyuan who was tied up, not her.
And it is 100% anti-lost.
Just thinking about the identity of the person in front of him, Ning Wan had to give up this outrageous but somewhat satisfying idea in her mind.
Shen Jingyuan glanced at Ning Wan who was playing with the demon-binding rope, not realizing how wrong his behavior was.
Instead, he calmly took Ning Wan's hand and walked out of the wooden house.
The length of the demon-binding rope seemed to be only about one meter long, but Shen Jingyuan's steps were not small.
After taking just two steps, Ning Wan felt a pulling force pulling her.
Looking up, he saw Shen Jingyuan turning sideways again.
There was less hostility between his eyebrows, as if he was truly afraid that she would get lost.
If Ning Wan hadn't seen the black energy constantly emanating from Shen Jingyuan's fingertips, she would definitely have firmly believed this.
At this moment, Ning Wan only hated that her eyes were too sharp.
The other end of the demon-binding rope was also tied to Shen Jingyuan's wrist. Seeing that Ning Wan had remained still, he deliberately pulled the rope to move it.
Ning Wan's hand was pulled forward.
Seeing Shen Jingyuan who would not give up until he achieved his goal, he followed him obediently.
Well, she just got a bodyguard for free, she wasn't really scared.
It had started raining outside the cabin without me noticing.
Shen Jingyuan just calmly created a spiritual power shield between the two of them.
Yuan Shouyi's body was still lying there, his posture hadn't changed at all.
The cold rain hit him, soaking his clothes.
But none of these awakened his consciousness, but instead aggravated his injuries.
The hole in his abdomen, exposed because the elixir had been taken out, continuously gushed out new blood, which, mixed with the rainwater, gathered into a large pool of blood, attempting to wash away his past evil deeds.
Ning Wan lowered her head and didn't dare look around.
Xiao Qi looked at the distance between the two people getting closer and closer, and the demon-binding rope in the middle getting shorter and shorter.
If nothing unexpected happens, I'm afraid something unexpected will happen.
Xiao Qi thought for a while, and for the sake of rigor, he manipulated the data on the panel again and clicked on the last line without any hesitation.
The male protagonist’s heartbeat value.
Xiao Qi had already prepared for the current data to be unavailable, but what caught his eye was the dazzling number seventy.
After a brief silence, Xiao Qi did not hide anything as he looked at the host who seemed to have lost all hope in life.
[Host, I have good news. The protagonist's heartbeat value has reached 70.]
Yes, in Xiaoqi's opinion, this can definitely be said to be good news.
A heartbeat value of seventy means that the male protagonist has feelings for the host, which means that the male protagonist will not easily hurt the host.
It was precisely because of this that Xiao Qi's tone became a little lighter.
Even the demon-binding rope on the host's wrist seemed to be a lot more pleasing to the eye.
Is this definitely good news?
Ning Wan, who was originally on guard against Shen Jingyuan's counterattack, was distracted.
"Xiao Qi, are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
Ning Wan obviously didn't believe it, and even suspected that Xiao Qi had seen it wrong and mistook it for the heart-throb value of the male protagonist in the previous dimension.
How could Xiao Qi let the host misunderstand him?
The next second, the panel was opened, and after a few clicks of his fingers, the facts were laid out in front of the host.
Ning Wan was slightly stunned, looking at the number seventy written clearly in black and white, then glanced at Shen Jingyuan in front of her, and her eyes fell on the demon binding rope at her wrist.
Is this the forced love caused by identity taboo?
The wooden house is not far from the Demon Locking Tower.
Not long after, Shen Jingyuan stopped in front of the tower gate.
The spiritual power shield protecting Shen Qiwen was still safe and sound, but the person inside was still in a coma.
Thinking of Shen Qiwen's loud cry when the tower demon intended to occupy his body, Shen Jingyuan was stunned.
Ning Wan, who was following behind Shen Jingyuan, felt that Shen Qiwen in the spiritual power shield was overly familiar, and this premonition became stronger and stronger.
Ning Wan's eyes kept moving between Shen Jingyuan and Shen Qiwen's faces, trying to remember something.
[Host, the person in the spiritual power shield is Shen Qiwen, Shen Jingyuan's father.]
Xiao Qi, who didn't want to see the host frown, spoke without any hesitation.
Ning Wan's brows slowly relaxed after hearing Xiao Qi's answer.
And Shen Jingyuan also squatted down at this time, checking Shen Qiwen's physical condition.
"Do you really want to save him?"
"You really don't learn from your mistakes."
That voice was still mercilessly mocking, even full of doubt, as if Shen Jingyuan saving his father was a huge joke.
Shen Jingyuan helped Shen Qiwen up from the ground, and then went back to the cabin, completely unaffected by the sound.
Watching Shen Jingyuan's actions, Ning Wan didn't ask any more questions, but just stood quietly, ready to follow Shen Jingyuan.
The next moment, the demon-binding rope tied on his hand also grew longer in an instant.
Looking at the demon-binding rope that kept getting longer but did not drag on the ground, Ning Wan gave up the idea of following it.
It's so obvious, it would be impolite for her to follow him.
Ning Wan's gaze fell on Shen Jingyuan's back without saying a word. The other hand that was not tied with the demon rope was clearly holding a dagger.
The moment Shen Jingyuan stepped into the wooden house and disappeared from Ning Wan's sight, the sharp blade fell on the rope and began to cut.
Xiao Qi: Not to mention whether this bundle of magic rope can be cut by a knife, based on the host's posture just now, it almost thought that the host was going to kill the male protagonist.
But no matter how hard Ning Wan tried, she couldn't damage the rope at all.
Inside the wooden house, Shen Jingyuan, who had placed Shen Qiwen on the bed, clearly noticed something strange.
Looking at the demon-binding rope that glowed slightly with golden light, Shen Jingyuan frowned.
In her eyes, he is not trustworthy at all?
"You're a demon hunter, and she's a demon. Isn't it normal for her to be afraid of you?"
"Are you really expecting her to fall in love with a monster hunter like you?"
"If you don't kill her today, she will leave you sooner or later."
The voice timed itself perfectly and spoke again, not letting go of any possibility of bewitching Shen Jingyuan.
However, Shen Jingyuan didn't care about what the voice said. He just held his breath and concentrated, trying to make his mind clearer.
He looked at the two forces in his palm again. They seemed to counteract each other, but in fact they could be flexibly mobilized by Shen Jingyuan.
"Explain, explain."
The cabin was dim and dark.
The voice hidden in Shen Jingyuan's body fell silent at this moment.
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