The Magical Journey of the Commander

It took a long time for Song Qingge to coax the angry Chicheng, and because the two spoke in a low voice, Nakiri Erina did not hear what the two were talking from the beginning to the end.

"Bang bang bang" after a slow knock on the door, Nakiri Senzaemon walked in, and then said to Song Qingge, "Mr. Song, you are ready, and Managi is also there now."

Song Qingge nodded, "Okay." Then he stood up, took Nagato's hand, followed Nakiri Senzaemon out of the room, and came to the door of a quiet room.

"Managi is inside, and the nearby servants have been sent to other places." Nakiri Senzaemon said, pointing at the door.

"Yeah." Song Qingge nodded, "You wait outside the door first, no one is allowed to come in during my treatment."

"Yes." Nakiri Senzaemon said respectfully, and then stood by the door, looking like a guard. Song Qingge smiled when he saw this scene, and walked into the room holding Nagato's hand.

In the room, a beauty with long pink hair knelt on the tatami and looked directly at Song Qingge and Nagato who walked into the door.

"Nakiri really Nagi?" Song Qingge looked at the beauty and asked.

"Yes, Nakiri Magi, I have met Mr. Song and this lady." Nakiri Magi stood up and bowed to Song Qingge and Nagato.

"No need to be too polite." Song Qingge waved his hand, "I believe you already know what we are here for?"

"Yes, my father told me just now, although you let Erina choose, but I am still very grateful." Nakiri Magi said.

"Hehe, it's okay. I'm a promise-keeper. Since I agreed to her, I will heal your God's Tongue." Song Qingge smiled, "However, I need to tell you a premise."

Nakiri Managi asked suspiciously, "Mr. Song, what can you tell me?"

"Cough cough." Song Qingge coughed slightly, and approached Nakiri Magi, "First, please pass out."

"Having fainted?." When Nakiri Magi was thinking about what Song Qingge meant by fainting, her eyes went dark and she fell straight down.

Song Qingge looked at his palm with a smile, then turned his head to look at Nagato, "How about it, I'm not bad this time, I made her pass out without hurting her."

Nagato opened his mouth, "Actually, you don't need to do this, I can put her into a coma instantly."

"Huh?" Song Qingge's smiling face immediately collapsed, and he hid his hands behind his back, "Cough, Nagato, I'll leave the rest to you."

Nagato smiled slightly, "Leave it to me." As Nagato said, a white light shot from her hand to Nakiri Maya's body, and the light instantly enveloped Nakiri Managi's body completely, forming a black Spots appeared on her head.

Song Qingge took a look from the side, "It looks more serious than Erina's."

Nagato nodded, "Well, she has the God's Tongue ability longer than Erina's, so the curse of the soul will accumulate more."

"Yeah." Song Qingge nodded, "Is there any problem with cleaning it?"

Nagato shook his head, "No, leave it to me."

A gleam of white light emerged from Nagato's finger, and just like last time, it pointed directly at the place where the black stripes existed. In an instant, the white light instantly dispersed the black stripes, and the soul light of Nakiri Magi reappeared. A white light appears.

"It's ready." Nagato turned to Song Qingge and asked, "Do you need to purify her soul?"

Song Qingge thought about it for a while, "Do good things to the end, send the Buddha to the West, and purify her."

"Yeah." When Nagato waved his hand, white light scattered into Nakiri Magi's body.

Seeing that the white light had completely disappeared, Song Qingge smiled and said, "Okay, thanks for your hard work, Nagato."

Nagato smiled and shook his head, "It's fine."

"Then let's go." Song Qingge took Nagato's hand and walked out the door. When he came out, Nakiri Senzaemon was still standing outside the door like a sentinel.

Seeing Song Qingge and Nagato come out, Nakiri Senzaemon hurried forward, "Mr. Song, how is my daughter Mannagi?"

Song Qingge nodded, "The cleaning has been completed. When she wakes up, just arrange for her to take a bath."

"Thank you, there is really nothing to repay you." Nakiri Senzaemon said excitedly.

Song Qingge waved his hand, "It's okay." He paused, "By the way, is Yin still here?"

"Silver is still there, waiting in the lobby." Nakiri Senzaemon said.

"Well, then you can go about your business. We will find him directly and go back to the resort first. If you have anything to do in the future, you can tell Erina and ask her to contact us." Song Qingge laughed.

"But I also prepared a banquet to treat you well." Nakiri Senzaemon said eagerly.

"It's okay, with Yixian here, I can't eat delicacies from mountains and seas, it's not more troublesome." Song Qingge smiled and rejected Nakiri Senzaemon's invitation, "I have to go back and take them to play."

Nakiri Senzaemon saw that Song Qingge had made up his mind to go, so he stopped talking about the banquet, put down his daughter, and accompanied Song Qingge and the others back to the original place. After calling other ship girls, everyone and Dojima Gin left by car Went to Yuanyue Academy.

By the time we got back to the resort villa, it was already night. So there were no other activities, everyone returned to their respective rooms and began to wash, and Song Qingge also finished washing under the service of the head maid and lay on the bed.

Before he fell asleep, a warm body appeared in his arms. Song Qingge rolled his eyes, "Chicheng, are you using your ability to come to my room again?"

"Hey, dear, this is also for cultivation." Chicheng squeezed into Song Qingge's arms, "Or, are you tired of Chicheng?"

Song Qingge turned around and pinched her two long furry ears, "If you say such things again, I will throw you out the door."

"Hey, my dear, I know I was wrong, please forgive me." Chicheng looked at Song Qingge with wide eyes and aggrieved eyes.

"It's good if you know you're wrong." Song Qingge put down her ears, slid her hands dishonestly down her smooth back, and grabbed her tail.

Chicheng let Song Qingge play with her tail, and lay on his chest, "Honey, what are you going to do with that Erina?"

Song Qingge looked at her suspiciously, "Didn't I tell you during the day? I have nothing to do with her. Besides, you and I can't accompany you, and dare to provoke other girls?"

"Hey, my dear, I actually thought of a good way." Akagi said with a smile.

Song Qingge asked doubtfully, "What way?"

"Just to squeeze you dry." Akagi said seriously.

Song Qingge touched Chicheng's forehead, "You don't have a fever, what are you talking about?"

"What?" Akagi said softly, "As long as I drain my darling, then my darling won't go looking for other girls."

"Hehe." Song Qingge smiled contemptuously, "It's up to you?"

"Do you want to try?"

"Just try it."