When the charming woman heard Feng Jiu's words and saw his half-closed eyes fixed on her, she couldn't help but giggle and glared at him, "You have a mouth! You really know how to talk."
After saying this, she glanced at the two women provocatively before saying to Feng Jiu, “From now on, just call me Senior Sister Tao!”
"Let's go! We'll take you somewhere else to have a look." The two women had dark faces and took them to the other side.
When leaving, Fengjiu smiled at the charming woman, and then left with the two women.
Walking inside, besides some charming women, you can also see some men and women hugging each other, and the flirting scenes are jaw-dropping.
After seeing the residences of those brothers and their daily lives, they were taken to the places that were used as furnaces. There were some young boys and girls locked in iron cages there. They seemed to have just been captured and had not yet been disciplined. Some of them were sitting in there in a daze with dull expressions and tattered clothes.
Seeing the red wounds on the bodies of those dazed girls, Feng Jiu and the others' eyes moved slightly. After suppressing their anger, they walked past those people. At this time, when they saw a male cultivator coming to the iron cage to select girls, the girls inside were so shocked that they hugged each other and cried for help.
"Why are you crying? You, come out here!" The male cultivator pointed at one of the girls and shouted fiercely.
Fengjiu took a glance, moved her fingers slightly, and a silver needle popped out.
"Um!"
The man groaned and suddenly fell to the ground, twitching. The people around him were so shocked that they hurried forward to check. Even the two people who led Feng Jiu and the others said something to Feng Jiu and the others after seeing that scene, and then walked forward to check.
"Take the medicine. This is for you. Light it up in a place with upwind and let the aroma spread." Something was stuffed into Duan Ye's sleeve.
"Yeah." Duan Ye responded, and he and Ning Lang retreated in the chaos, turned around, and ran away quickly.
The man on the ground died after twitching for a while, and the cause could not be found out because Fengjiu's silver needle had pierced into his body and was completely immersed in it, so naturally the cause could not be found out.
"Where are the two of them?" After they came back and saw that only Fengjiu and Song Ming were left, they couldn't help but ask with a frown.
"You said you wanted to go to the bathroom, do you want to go?" Fengjiu looked at the woman and asked with a half-smile.
Hearing this, the woman glared at Fengjiu and said, "You'd better not play any tricks, otherwise, you will end up in a situation worse than death. Let's go." As she spoke, she led the way again, while the other person went to look for Duan Ye and Ning Lang's whereabouts.
"By the way, what's that place over there?" Fengjiu asked, pointing to a more remote place.
"It's not a place you can go, just follow me." The woman said unhappily and looked back at the two of them.
Feng Jiu signaled to Song Ming, asking him to go forward and deal with the woman. Song Ming was a little embarrassed, but under Feng Jiu's gaze, he still closed his eyes and strode forward, hugging the woman.
The woman was startled for a moment, frowned, and asked, "Song Ming, what are you doing?"
"If you enter the Hehuan Sect, I want to practice dual cultivation with you." Song Ming said, his eyes filled with a hint of expectation: "You know, you know I like you, you like me too, right?"