Zhao Rong assured that he really did not teach the bag spirit anything weird just now.

Really not.

It learned everything by itself, okay? That's right, even the tentacle binding, it figured it out on its own.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but turn his head and examine the gray sword bag in his hand.

There's something odd in his eyes.

I always feel that he is standing in this remote place in the middle of the night and tying people up with a strange tentacle, which gives me a strange sense of déjà vu.

If Zhao Rong had not been sure that this simple-minded bag spirit didn't even know what a rope was before, and had asked him to give a 'precise' description, he would have begun to suspect whether its previous owner had some kind of thieving habit.

Unfortunately, he couldn't shirk responsibility at this time.

"Hey, even tying up a person is so vile." Gui's voice appeared at the right time, and the ridicule and mockery were always present.

"What obscene ****? I didn't teach you that!"

"I know. I didn't say it was you. I was talking about this naughty bag spirit. Why are you so anxious?"

"I..." Zhao Rong choked and immediately reacted, "Wait, what do you mean by not learning well? What I taught it is obviously normal. Besides, even if it wants to learn something abnormal, I'm too lazy to teach it."

"So you actually can do it?"

Feeling that the sword spirit was trying to trick him, Zhao Rong shut up.

He was indeed a little wronged and unhappy. In fact, if he really taught it, there were indeed some memories in his previous life... Well, the exquisite rope art could teach it. This is actually also an art of binding. It is not like the gray tentacles in front of him now. It is easy to tie and violent, but it caused such a big reaction from the female prisoner...

Right now, the binding of the gray tentacles controlled by the bag spirit is still continuing. After all, the master seems to be in a trance and did not ask it to stop.

Then, the gray tentacles began to flexibly twist and wrap around her body.

“…No, no, no! Ah… You can’t touch me anywhere! It’s so itchy, no, hahahaha… You can’t do this… You bastard, let me go!”

Ye Yao was tickled and cried and laughed at the same time, gritting her teeth but unable to do anything.

The expressions are very contradictory and wonderful.

With the childlike intelligence of the bag spirit, it understood that the louder the female prisoner screamed, the more painful and afraid she was. It thought that its master should be satisfied and happy, so it controlled its soft gray tentacles to continue extending, and the binding became more flexible. After tying one circle, it explored into the unknown area.

Zhao Rong’s eyelids twitched when he saw this… You weird bag spirit, you’re still coming?

In addition, the little fox demon carrying a small book box in the distance seemed to be attracted by the movement here and turned around curiously.

Zhao Rong couldn't sit still anymore.

"Alright, alright, just tie it tight and stop trying to figure it out." He tapped the bag opening with his index finger and immediately stopped.

Then, sensing the childish mood of the bag spirit seeking credit and currying favor, Zhao Rong nodded and said "encouragingly," "You tied it very well. Don't tie it like this next time."

“……” The bag spirit was stunned.

Zhao Rong rolled up his sleeves and squatted casually in front of Ye Yao, who was shouting and cursing unyieldingly.

Without glancing at the rope art below that made his eyelids jump and highlighted the key points, he stretched out two fingers, shook them in front of her face, and said in a friendly manner: "Well, now we can talk calmly. Do you want to go first or should I go first?"

"You are a despicable person for attacking someone by surprise! Let me go. If you dare to come again, I will kill you with one sword! You sneaky thief, do you know who I am?"

"Okay, it seems you really want to speak first." Zhao Rong nodded.

Even though she was tied up, Ye Yao still looked up, gritted her teeth and said proudly: "Do you know who is behind me? Whose is this Firefly Peach? It is something you can't afford to offend..."

Zhao Rong suddenly straightened up and looked behind her.

It's so dark, where is the person?

"I don't know. I didn't see anyone. When will he come?" He shook his head and asked with a smile.

"You ** thief, don't take advantage of this opportunity. I'm telling you, I'm a disciple of Weiwei Mountain, and the master of Qianhan Peak is my father. You've sneakily attacked me and stolen the Firefly Peaches today, not only will my father not let you go, the entire Weiwei Mountain will also pursue you to the end!" Ye Yao's originally pretty face was now a little distorted. She stared at him with wide eyes, her tone arrogant and ferocious.

However, Zhao Rong saw some fear and terror in her shameful and murderous eyes.

They must be worried that he is a desperado or a sex-crazed devil. Even if they put up two huge mountains behind them, they can't scare him. He will eat them up and wipe them out. They will rape and kill him and then run away... He is just a paper tiger.

"So it's a scam." He nodded and concluded, laughing it off. "Are there other people behind this?"

"What on earth are you going to do!?" Ye Yao couldn't help but tremble all over because of Zhao Rong's chuckling tone.

Qianhan Peak is considered a formidable force in the northern mountains of Dali. It is rampant within the county. However, compared with Weiwei Mountain, it is nothing.

Weiwei Mountain is one of the two major sects in the northern part of Wangque Continent. Almost all practitioners in the continent know about it. Even the students of Taiqing Mansion want to join after graduation. It is considered a good place to go. Of course, those top geniuses are excluded. But this also shows its huge power like a whale.

"No more? Well, then let's not talk about Qianhan Peak anymore, and talk more about Weiwei Mountain. Is this immortal medicine from Weiwei Mountain?"

She found that this strange man who was standing in the wilderness in the rain late at night seemed to be somewhat curious about the topic of Weiwei Mountain.

Ye Yao heaved a sigh of relief immediately... Humph, I thought he was not afraid, but it seems he was just pretending because he wanted to save face.

She just thought that the three words "Weiwei Mountain" really scared him.

"Humph, are you scared now? The firefly peach below is what our junior master has chosen. He ordered me, Qianhan Peak, to take good care of this firefly peach field to prevent any accidents. When it is fully ripe in a few days, he will come to take it personally..."

Seeing Zhao Rong raise his eyebrows and turn to look at Lingtian, she seemed to have grasped the last straw, sneered, and added fuel to the fire:

"You bastard! I'm telling you, you still have time to run away now. If you're still so daring as to take the risk... well, you can try it."

"What will happen if we try it?" Zhao Rong turned around, very curious.

She pretended to be arrogant and said, "My junior master has great magical powers. She is the direct disciple of the Supreme Elder. In Weiwei Mountain, even the head of the mountain has to respect her. If you dare to hurt me, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, my junior master will catch you and your accomplices and tear you into pieces!"

After he finished speaking, Ye Yao sneered repeatedly, wanting to see his panic-stricken and timid expression, but she found that the wet-haired man squatting in front of her looked at her with a strange look.

"Aren't you just guarding the gate? It shouldn't be a big deal if something happens. This junior master you mentioned should be most concerned about these fireflies below. Well, don't worry, I won't touch them."

Zhao Rong nodded and blinked.

He was not even interested in eating the 'Unknown Years' fruit that could add a hundred years to his lifespan, and he was too lazy to eat the few firefly peaches that could only add three years to his lifespan.

Well, unless you're thirsty.

However, Ye Yao opened her eyes and immediately thought of something wrong. She twisted her body and shrank back, trying to stay away from someone.

"You...what are you going to do? I tell you, I am Junior Uncle's person. If you dare to touch me, I will definitely pursue you to the end!" The woman was terrified and ashamed.

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "I'm not doing anything. Have you finished what you need to say? Okay, it's my turn now."

As he spoke, he squatted in front of Ye Yao and shook the two fingers in front of her eyes again, "Two things."

"First, my companions and I are not here to steal these fireflies or peaches. Besides, I don't like eating peaches, mainly because I don't like eating the skin. Peeling the skin is troublesome. Unless Xiaoxiao is here... Anyway, we came here by accident. We only entered the spiritual field to catch fireflies and not to take anything."

"It's quite stupid and annoying that you guys rushed here in such a hurry and didn't want to listen to any explanation. But I still want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have trespassed into someone else's place at night. Also, I accidentally tied you all up. Well, you wouldn't have listened to me otherwise, right? So I'll leave in a while and let you go before I leave. The way you chased people with swords in your hands is quite cool, but you are not allowed to chase me anymore later..."

Ye Yao was stunned.

The more I listened, the more stunned I became.

You're not after the elixir of life, you're just here to... catch fireflies?

Around her, her companions who were also wrapped in the gray fog and struggling, also stopped for a moment.

The air suddenly became quiet.

"second."

Zhao Rong retracted a finger, stood up and patted his sleeves, then glanced at the stunned expression of the woman on the ground.

"When you return to Weiwei Mountain, bring me a message. Take it to the powerful junior uncle you mentioned. Or any other head of Weiwei Mountain will do. As long as he is someone who has a say in your mountain, it will be fine."

He smiled.

Ye Yao's expression was a little dull: "What...what did you say?" His brain couldn't process for a moment.

Zhao Rong smiled brightly, "I'm Zhao Ziyu, a scholar from the Mochi Academy of Linlu Academy, and the Ruxing Hall. Go back and tell them that the sword bag is in my hands. If you want to take it, come here in person and give an explanation."

After saying this, he casually tossed the gray pipe in his hand, instantly retracting the gray fog that bound everyone into the bag, and turned and left.

Only Ye Yao, whose face was suddenly filled with shock, and the people from Qianhan Peak who stood up in a daze were left.

Staring at the straight and sword-like back of someone in silence.

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