Chapter 1604 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 14
A group of people discussed and debated, focusing on the "demonic energy" of Meixian County.
Five disciples of the Biyun Sect volunteered to go to Meixian to investigate the whereabouts of the demonic energy.
Disciples from the four renowned sects—Xuanbing Valley, Zhenyuan Sect, Feiyu Tower, and Dachen Pavilion—stepped forward and proposed to conduct a thorough investigation of the surrounding counties, with Mei County as the center.
The night was shrouded in darkness, and the bright moonlight added a touch of tranquility and desolation to the earth.
The group set off from Pingchang County, each heading towards a different destination.
Cheng Yong'an was among them.
Song Yuande pulled out a stack of talismans from his pocket, saying, "May your journey be smooth."
Cheng Yong'an nodded, "Master, there's no need to worry."
"As soon as I hear any news of demonic energy, I will send a message by carrier pigeon."
Song Jinhuan watched him leave, then turned and asked, "Father, when did Senior Brother arrive?"
She didn't even notice.
"The meeting has just begun."
"By the way, where's that old thing?" Song Yuande asked casually.
“In my room,” she said.
Song Yuande frowned: "Just let him stay there?"
"Don't worry, I tied him up with a rope, he won't run away." Song Jinhuan gave him a reassuring look.
Seeing Song Jinhuan's clever appearance, Song Yuande couldn't help but remind him, "Don't underestimate him. Remember to use a leather belt; it's tough."
When Song Jinhuan returned to the house, Lao Yu was standing straight, just like when she left.
She quickly went over and untied the person.
Her round eyes glanced at his disheveled clothes.
A pure gaze brightened slightly.
The next second, his coat accidentally came off as the belt was pulled away.
The movement was so fast that there was no time to stop it.
His light brown eyes stared unblinkingly at Song Jinhuan.
The girl smiled and said, "Oh~", "I'm sorry..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the other side of his clothes was also swiftly torn off.
The accusation that had just surfaced in Lao Yu's eyes was diluted by the timely understanding of the meaning of "I'm sorry," leaving him bewildered and helpless.
apology.
Guilt.
It means that he can allow the other person to change his clothes.
After all, she had already apologized.
Song Jinhuan noticed his softening attitude and tentatively fiddled with the collar of his undershirt.
Old Yu frowned, looking troubled.
But they didn't stop it.
The crimson color spread from the neckline upwards, leaving a noticeable hue wherever it went.
Song Jinhuan was surprised; this old-fashioned person could actually be shy.
I couldn't resist rubbing my fingers against his face; the firm, cold touch contrasted sharply with the visual appeal.
The man involuntarily tilted his head, slowly pondering the meaning behind the other person's behavior.
Naïve and harmless.
It even looks like something you could play with.
Song Jinhuan swallowed hard, suppressing his wicked thoughts.
She ripped off her undergarments as quickly as possible.
The process of getting dressed was quite difficult; once my arms were raised to a certain point, I couldn't move them at all.
The best match is for Lao Yu to be manipulated like a puppet.
After Song Jinhuan finished dressing him, she was covered in sweat.
Task 2 is significantly more difficult; Lao Yu can barely understand human speech.
Sigh... I'm so worried...
"I'll take you to buy a bed tomorrow. You can stand in the house all night for now."
There was only one bed in the room, and it wasn't even as long as Lao Yu.
Song Jinhuan tied his hands with the belt again and tied them to the pillar by the bed before lying down with peace of mind.
The man lowered his head, staring blankly at the restraints on his wrists.
I didn't come to my senses until I heard even breathing sounds.
They bound him repeatedly, simply because they wouldn't let him leave even a step.
It seems this person values him highly.
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