Huang Rong could only retreat when Song Ye was closing in on her. However, she soon had nowhere to retreat to. Her body was pressed against the wooden wall as she watched the other party approach.
"You knew I was here?"
In order to find a countermeasure, Huang Rong began to change the topic and buy herself some time.
"That's why you stayed here to wait for me?"
"Yes."
Song Ye nodded and took a whiff. That familiar fragrance hit his face, light and elegant.
"I didn't leave any traces behind. How did you find out?”
Huang Rong saw that it was effective and asked.
This was also what Huang Rong could not understand. She was clearly careful enough, but how could she still be discovered by Song Ye?
"Of course…"
At this point, Song Ye paused for a moment and looked at Huang Rong with interest. He smiled and said,
"Of course, it's because I have a telepathic connection with Mrs. Guo.”
"You…"
Huang Rong's anger rose in the face of Song Ye's teasing, but there was no fluctuation in her eyes. She looked straight at the former and quietly circulated the Soul Shifting Grand Magic.
"Humph!"
Sensing that there was a spiritual force that seemed to be trying to disturb him, Song Ye's expression froze and he coldly snorted.
"Mmh…"
Suddenly, Huang Rong's body swayed for no reason. Her originally rosy face instantly turned extremely pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
Seeing that Huang Rong, who had been severely injured by the backlash, was struggling to even stand up, Song Ye naturally wouldn't watch Mrs. Guo fall to the ground. He very considerately held her with one hand.
"Let go of me!"
Huang Rong struggled with all her might, but at this moment, she was extremely weak.
The consequences of using the Soul Shifting Art were quite huge. This was not only in the physical aspect, but also in the spiritual level.
"Mrs. Guo, you're still not good at the Soul Transference Technique.”
Song Ye naturally did not let go. Instead, he used a little force to pull Huang Rong's entire body into his arms and then whispered into her ear.
"How do you know about the Soul Shifting Art?”
Huang Rong was shocked when she saw that her secret trick was exposed.
"I've said it before. Madam Guo and I have a telepathic connection. It's nothing to know about the Soul Transfer Technique.”
Song Ye shook his head and did not explain. Instead, he changed his tone and said leisurely,
"On the other hand, Madam Guo's plot against me really makes my heart ache.”
Huang Rong, who had suffered a great loss at Song Ye's hands, was keenly aware of the abnormality of the other party. Her heart immediately burned with anxiety.
"What should we do?"
Huang Rong quickly thought of a countermeasure and said,
"Little…"
Huang Rong almost blurted out the word 'little thief', but she quickly reacted. She changed the way she addressed him and continued,
"Young Hero Song, since you know about the Soul Shifting Art, you should know about the Nine Yin Scripture, right?”
"Of course I know."
Song Ye nodded.
"Young Hero Song, why don't we make a deal?”
Huang Rong spoke with assurance,
"I will teach you the Nine Yin Scripture and you will let me leave safely. I will let bygones be bygones.”
Teach me the Nine Yin Scripture?
Hearing Huang Rong's plan, Song Ye thought of Ouyang Feng, who he had defeated previously. Wasn't he driven crazy by the former's Nine Yin Scripture?
Good heavens, now you want to use this trick to hit me?
Besides, even if Huang Rong didn't have any tricks to teach him the real Nine Yin Mantra, he wouldn't be interested.
However, when he thought of Ouyang Feng's fate, Song Ye exerted a little force, causing Huang Rong to grunt. Thinking that it was caused by excitement, he still maintained a calm expression.
"Young Hero Song, what do you think?"
"Not really."
Song Ye shook his head.
"How do I know if the Nine Yin Scripture that Mrs. Guo taught me is real or fake?”
"I'll recite it and you write it down.”
Huang Rong forced herself to be calm and said,
"Tomorrow, we will compare them one by one. If there is not a single word wrong, then it will be true.”
"It's a good idea, but Mrs. Guo is smart. It shouldn't be difficult for her to have a photographic memory.”
Song Ye changed his position and sighed,"
"Mrs. Guo, you should keep the Nine Yin Scripture for yourself. I have a few martial arts moves that I want to learn from you.”
Faced with Huang Rong's repeated attempts to tease him, Song Ye was too lazy to tease her.
I'll lay my cards on the table. I don't care about the Nine Yin Scripture.
" To discuss martial arts?!"
Huang Rong didn't know what was going on. She thought that the other party was going to kill her. She was shocked and thought that she was going to die.
However, it was obvious that Song Ye had no intention of killing her. Instead, he was prepared to bring her to the ancient tomb for a few days.
Huang Rong, who had closed her eyes and was ready to die, waited for a long time. However, she did not feel the slightest killing intent. She was puzzled, but she soon understood.
At the same time, in Song Ye's mind, the system gave him a prompt:
"Luck value 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 9!”
"Luck 9!"
"Luck 9!"
"Luck 9!"
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