episode_0218
by adminZhuge Qinghe and his party took a guest house in Hangzhou as their lodgings.
I decided to stay one more day in Hangzhou.
Since it was getting dark, it was an obvious choice.
“What do you plan to do now?”
Of course, the future had to be decided today.
Only then can we take action starting tomorrow.
“Please continue the investigation of those on the list together with the members.”
There was nothing strange about the answer.
Even if the suspicions about Jinryongjangju and his guards were resolved, there were still many people on the list that needed further investigation.
but.
I had no choice but to point out the word “Gok Daehyeop”.
Because Zhuge Qingha himself was implying that he wanted to do something else.
“What about Zhuge Soldier?”
“I have something else to do.”
“What… … ?”
“There is one more suspicious place, so I am going to investigate there and return to the village.”
At those words, Gokwigang tilted his head with puzzled eyes.
“I understand what you mean, but how can I do it alone?”
“This time, it is better to be as invisible to people as possible, so I am trying to move alone.”
“No, in that case, me too… … .”
Zhuge Qinghe shook his head.
“No, we need someone to lead the investigation. There is no way the investigation could be conducted properly without the Gok Daehyup.”
It wasn’t wrong.
Because you need a head to move your hands and feet.
Therefore, Gokwigang had no choice but to agree.
“… … I knew. I hope that Zhuge’s work will end safely.”
“It’s not particularly difficult. So, I hope that Gok Daehyeop will focus on his own work and not worry about mine.”
“Ah, yes, Zhuge soldier.”
That’s how the story ended.
Zhuge Qinghe and Qu Wei Gang both headed to their respective rooms.
To end a long day and go to bed.
***
guest’s room.
Zhuge Qingxia’s room was located in a special annex.
It was consideration for a woman who was the daughter of the Five Great Families and the only Hongiljeom.
Hwareuk.
Zhuge Qinghe’s room was glowing with candlelight.
Reading books even late at night.
He truly looked like a descendant of Zhuge Muhu.
Zhuge Chung-ha is so focused on the book.
How much time has passed?
The book was finally closed.
Nevertheless, Zhuge Qinghe did not go to sleep right away.
To finally organize what happened during the day.
This scene shows that the insight to see what others cannot see is not something that comes about without any effort.
The combination of his innate talent and his efforts to constantly sharpen his brain has created Dream Hwanhwa’s current reputation.
“Hmm.”
Zhuge Qingha began to lightly organize the day’s work.
It starts from the moment you open your eyes in the morning and flows like water.
The important thing was what happened in the afternoon.
I personally went into the Golden Dragon Battlefield to confirm my suspicions.
Zhuge Qinghe’s mind went back to the events of that time.
Guided by Naewonju, he headed to Geumryongjangju’s residence.
From there, I went inside and checked the critical condition of Geumryongjangju.
and.
and… … .
“Hmm?”
Zhuge Qinghe’s army frowned slightly.
It was because I couldn’t remember clearly, as if there was a vague fog.
weird.
It’s strange.
Because it never happened.
His memory always worked well and clearly without any problems.
But why?
Zhuge Chenghe’s face became serious.
She puts a hand on her frowning forehead and reminisces.
“Definitely check the status of Geumryongjangju… … After that… … After that… … .”
-Forget about your years. I never remember. The fact that he was hypnotized and thoroughly brainwashed by a bully who had his clothes and pussy covered.
“Hehe… Hehe… … .”
Zhuge Qinghe’s eyes, which had been shining sharply, completely relaxed in an instant.
A completely dumbfounded and foolish face.
Looking at her now, no one would have imagined that she was the famous dream flower, Zhuge Qingha.
She grumbled and mumbled in that state.
“… yes… Jegal pussy bitch is a good pussy bitch who forgets things… … I will only remember what I will remember… … master… … .”
A completely hypnotized look and muttering.
Even though she was far away, she was proving with her body that she was still under Jang-il’s control.
and.
Suddenly, Zhuge Chenghe’s eyes returned to their original appearance.
“As expected, there is no problem.”
Rather than having any doubts about the blocked memories, Zhuge Chung-ha speaks as if everything has been sorted out.
She clearly believed so.
Even the memories that only he can control have been taken over by one man.
It was ridiculous to see her as one of the smartest women in the world.
But that was just medicine.
She could not have dreamed that an even more miserable, sub-human abomination was waiting for her.
“Stop sleeping.”
Huh.
Zhuge Qinghe blew out the candle.
And I tried to go to bed like usual.
However, even the basic actions that any human could do were not permitted to her at this time.
Because the owner of her body and mind was no longer herself.
-Every day from today, before going to bed, pull down your bottoms all the way down to your pussy, hold your ankles, hold your butt up, and tighten and release your pussy muscles, repeat.
The master’s absolute and solemn command struck Zhuge Chenghe’s brain again.
“Hehe… Hehe… … .”
Zhuge Qingxia’s eyes suddenly fell into a deep hypnosis and became hazy again.
Her mouth twitched and she mumbled in a dazed voice.
“… yes… master… … Zhuge pussy obeys orders… … .”
Zhuge Qinghe stood up.
And without hesitation, I pulled my bottoms down completely.
The attractive buttocks and crotch cracks were immediately revealed.
It was natural since she wasn’t even wearing underwear.
In that state, Zhuge Chenghe bent down and grabbed her ankle.
Soaring buttocks.
Her private pussy and asshole were clearly exposed.
In that state.
The pussy hole started to close like a clam.
muscle contraction.
Floating.
And then he opened his mouth again.
Wide enough to be penetrated at any time.
-100 times.
“… yes… master… … It’s the 100th time… … one… … .”
Zhuge Qinghe’s mouth counted the numbers in a small voice.
It is not an important or special number.
Counting the number of times you tighten and unclench your pussy hole.
Although he was pitifully miserable, he couldn’t hold back his laughter.
In that state, Zhuge Qinghe continued to repeat as if his only mission was to tighten and loosen the pussy hole.
Jump, jump, jump.
My pussy fluttered lustfully.
There seemed to be no prostitutes.
“… … Forty-seven… … Forty-eight… … Forty-nine… … .”
It was only after all the humiliating acts were over that Zhuge Qinghe was finally able to fall asleep.
***
“Hmm?”
“Are you out of your mind, master?”
The first thing that caught my eye was Jang-il’s excited appearance.
“S, Master!”
The appearance of a mysterious figure with wide-open eyes.
Bang So-un, who had lost consciousness in an almost critical condition due to the mysterious poison, finally woke up.
“Uh, how did it go?”
Bang So-woon asks that question as soon as he opens his eyes.
It had to be that way.
It was definitely a dangerous situation for them.
If you’re not careful, everything could come to an end.
but.
“Hehe, you don’t have to worry about that, master.”
Jang Il’s confident answer immediately brought great relief to Bang So-un.
“Oh, it’s you too. I believed it.”
In fact, it would be a lie to say that I didn’t feel a little anxious.
But even so, there was no one more trustworthy than Jang Il.
Because I believed that I could overcome this level of crisis, I was able to make the choice to create a situation with poison.
Of course, losing consciousness so suddenly was unexpected.
“Of course, master. Aren’t I the type of person who does things clearly?”
“Haha, yes, that’s right. Of course.”
Bang So-un cheerfully agreed.
No amount of praise could be wasted on something like this.
It also boosted the morale of subordinates.
“Then hurry up and talk about it. How did things turn out?”
Unable to suppress his natural curiosity, Bang So-un asked.
“Hehe, that’s it.”
Jang Il’s eyes lit up and he began to tell his story.
***
“That’s amazing. Are you really saying that you have completely taken control of Zhuge Chenghe?”
“Well, if you say completely, you could say it’s a bit lacking. Above all, haven’t you been brainwashed about him yet? But it doesn’t matter. Anyway, that bitch will soon crawl here on her own to receive more thorough hypnosis brainwashing.”
“Oh, it looks like the follow-up was done perfectly. I like that flawless look.”
“Hehe, what? I learned everything from watching you next to me.”
Easier said than done, but it was never easy.
The first is that there was never much time to hypnotize and brainwash Zhuge Chenghe.
The second thing is that you have to include all the important hints without leaving out a single thing in that short amount of time.
However, the third thing is that detailed manipulation must be done so as not to arouse even the slightest suspicion on Zhuge Qinghe, who is with the group.
Bang So-un knew this well, so he continued to praise him.
“Anyway, it’s just today.”
“Today?”
“Yes, let’s leave the back door open.”
Jang Il smiled bitterly.
***
These few days.
Contrary to Zhuge Qinghe’s words that she had work to do, she did not move from her guest room.
Even so, no one thought it suspicious.
In Hangzhou, which is crowded with people, such a person can be found in any guesthouse.
So no one knew.
Three times a day, except during meal times, Zhuge Chenghe lies blankly in hypnosis, staring at the ceiling.
It was still like that now.
Zhuge Chenghe’s blank eyes were fixed on the ceiling and did not even blink.
In that state.
“… … .”
Zhuge Qinghe didn’t say anything, like he was asleep.
In fact, since her consciousness was asleep, it didn’t make much of a difference.
However, the crucial difference is that it is a state of being forced to sleep by the will of another person, not by one’s own will.
There wasn’t even a shred of her personal will in it.
and.
Suddenly, Zhuge Qinghe’s body stood up.
“… … I have to go… … Until midnight… … So that no one sees it… … At the back door of Geumryong Battlefield… … .”
Zhuge Chung-ha packs his luggage while grumbling.
It was clear where she was headed.
***
Pitch-black darkness.
The back door of the inner hospital, which was normally closed, quietly opened.
In front of him was a woman dressed in black night clothes.
Clothing that makes you less visible in the dark.
Jang-il seemed to like it and smiled in satisfaction.
Jang-il gestures for him to come in.
The woman came inside.
Jang Il quietly closed the door again.
With this, the woman’s appearance completely disappeared into the Golden Dragon Battlefield.
So that no one can see.
And of course, the identity of the woman was Jegal Cheong.
In response to a hint not to attract anyone’s attention, he carried out his orders by hiding himself in black night clothes.
“Heh.”
Jang Il’s eyes scanned the entire body of Zhuge Chenghe, who was wearing night clothes.
A night suit that clings tightly to the body as if serving its purpose.
Therefore, the dizzying curves of the female body were clearly revealed.
Above, the shape of the voluptuous breasts remains the same.
But that was just medicine.
Below, the shape of the thick pussy mound was clearly visible, imprinted on the cloth tightly wrapped around the crotch.
Anyone could tell that there was a raw vagina underneath, not an internal one.
“Well done. Follow me.”
Jang-il walks with his back turned with a wry smile.
“… yes… master… … Zhuge Pussy Bitch obeys her master’s commands… … .”
Zhuge Qinghe answered in a dazed voice and walked after him.
Twitch, twitch, twitch.
She twitches her buttocks, where the fabric is chewed and the cracks on her buttocks are exposed.
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