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Chapter 1483
The night is getting darker.
At this moment, in a quaint old house on the outskirts of Nancheng.
Song Yingming paced back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back, looking a little
uneasy.
In order to deal with Lu Chen and others, he specially invited an expert from the witchcraft and Gu sect
to cast spells.
This expert’s abilities were even more powerful than those of the previous Master Jiang, but his
personality was a bit weird, moody and unpredictable.
Moreover, the other party also has a special hobby. He likes to torment women, which is a serious
sadistic tendency.
In the middle of the night, the three women had been tortured to death.
When I went in, I was beautiful and beautiful, and when I came out, it was bloody and bloody.
It’s not that he cares about her, he just feels like he’s seeking skin from a tiger. A master with such a
perverse personality is really difficult to maintain.
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“Crunch——!”
At this time, the door of the opposite room suddenly opened.
Immediately afterwards, a skinny old man wearing a black robe and a pale face walked out contentedly.
Song Yingming took a peek and saw a naked woman in the room behind the old man, who was tied up
and dropped in the air.
His body was riddled with holes and dripping with blood, and he looked miserable.
His chest no longer rose and fell, as if he had been tortured to death.
Too cruel!
Song Yingming swallowed, not daring to look further. He walked respectfully to the old man and asked
tentatively: “Master Yan, how do you feel? Are you satisfied?”
“Yes, these three playthings are all in line with my appetite. I have a lot of fun tonight, and you have
contributed a lot to it.” Master Yan nodded and Shi Shiran sat down.
“As long as you are satisfied.”
Song Yingming quickly picked up the teapot, poured a cup of hot tea for the person in front of him, and
said with an apologetic smile: “Master Yan, I don’t know if the thing I asked you to do has any results?”
“This seat has been handed over to the disciples, I believe it will be done soon.” Master Yan drank tea
leisurely.
“That’s good, that’s good.” Song Yingming secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
“Oh, by the way, a big shot from our Wu Gu Sect is going to visit Yanjing recently. You should prepare
in advance and find a geomantic treasure for this big shot to settle down. If things go well, your Song
family will get the help of the Wu Gu Sect in the future. Asylum.” Master Yan said lightly.
“That’s great! Thank you Master Yan!” Song Yingming looked overjoyed and bowed to express his
thanks.
The Witch Gu Sect is one of the three major forces in the world, and is as famous as the Sword Sect
and the Tianxiahui.
There are so many masters and powerful people inside, and their energy is so huge that they can
directly talk to the emperor.
Even the four major royal families in Yanjing have to be in awe when facing the Witch Gu Sect.
If the Song family could get the protection of the Wu Gu Sect, it would be equivalent to having a huge
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“Don’t be too happy too early. This big man has a bad temper. You must treat him carefully. If he angers
him, even the King of Heaven and I will not be able to save you.” Master Yan reminded.
“I understand, I understand, even if I lose everything, I still have to satisfy this big shot.” Song Yingming
nodded repeatedly.
“Well, that’s right, I’m enlightened.” Master Yan nodded with satisfaction.
“Crunch—”
The two were chatting when the courtyard door outside the house suddenly opened.
Immediately afterwards, a black figure slowly walked in.
The figure was also holding a cloth bag in his hand, which was bulging as if it contained a ball.
Every few steps, a drop of dark red liquid would drip.
“who?!”
Song Yingming’s face froze, and he immediately became vigilant.
“Don’t be nervous, it should be my disciple who is back.”
Master Yan drank his tea leisurely and didn’t care.
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure suddenly stretched out his hand, threw the cloth bag high
into the living room, and then dropped to the ground with a “thud”.