The old man who was guarding in the dark squinted his eyes and waited in the darkness. His external spiritual sense allowed him to clearly feel whether anyone was approaching even without opening his eyes.
However, he had the misfortune to meet Feng Jiu, a person whose strength was far superior to his, and who could conceal her aura so well that no one could detect her.
Because she was worried about Madam Song in the room, Fengjiu did not delay, but passed by in the night, came behind the old man, and grabbed his throat before he noticed.
She originally planned to twist his neck directly, but at that moment her heart moved, and the silver needle in her other hand instantly pierced into his acupuncture point.
The old man whose throat was strangled suddenly opened his eyes with fear in his eyes. He shouted, but no sound came out. He didn't even see who was behind him. He felt numbness in the acupuncture points on his body, and the next moment, he fainted.
In the room, Mrs. Song, who had fallen asleep, was tied up with a rope. The rope tied her tightly, exposing her graceful and plump figure. It seemed that Cheng Wanli was dry-mouthed and very excited.
He took out a small bottle, opened it and passed it across Mrs. Song's nostrils. After a while, the comatose Mrs. Song slowly woke up. When she saw Cheng Wanli in front of the bed and herself tied up, her face turned pale instantly. She opened her mouth and wanted to call for help, but found that no sound came out.
"Sister-in-law, are you awake?"
Cheng Wanli looked at her and laughed: "I didn't expect that Brother Song was so lucky. He has such a beautiful wife at home, but he is willing to leave for ten days or half a month. He is really generous!"
Seeing her struggling in bed and trying to shout, he laughed, "Don't be afraid, don't panic, we have time to play slowly tonight. I, Cheng Wanli, have seen countless beauties, and I think the beauties in this world are really varied and different, especially those like my sister-in-law, who are the best."
As he spoke, he took another step closer, sat down beside the bed, and reached out to touch Mrs. Song's thigh.
Mrs. Song was startled and rolled to the corner of the bed to avoid his hand.
Seeing her like this, he became more proud and excited, and said, "Haha, don't panic. After tonight, you won't remember anything tomorrow. Even if you had a passionate night with me, I have a way to make you forget what happened tonight. Even if Song Lingbo comes back, he won't know that I slept with his woman."
"Oh? What's that method? It's so powerful?"
A gentle voice came with a hint of nonchalance, and there was a hint of coldness in the voice, but no one noticed it.
"Who is it?"
When Cheng Wanli let out a low cry and tried to turn around, he felt something piercing into his body. He froze in place instantly, all his spiritual energy was sealed, and he could not move.
Mrs. Song, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, was surprised, stunned and worried when she saw the green figure appearing. However, she did not expect that she could subdue Cheng Wanli with just one move.
"I'm sorry I'm late and scared you."
Fengjiu looked apologetically at Madam Song, who was lying on the corner of the bed with a pale face. She flicked her fingers to untie the acupuncture points on her body. With another flick of her hand, the spiritual energy on the bundle of immortal ropes on her body disappeared completely, and it became an ordinary discarded rope that fell to the ground.