"Grandpa, things are already like this, you don't have to blame yourself too much, I brought you everything you wanted, think about whether there is any other way." Xia Mingyi comforted out loud, although it was his father who was lying there, reason prevailed, and he was still relatively calm at the moment.

"Hmm. I'll figure it out, but it's best to wait until the ancestor is out of the customs. Xia Lao nodded, "By the way, Mingyi, the Great Elder and I are going to go to the desert recently, don't come back recently, follow Zheng Shang well, you know?" ”

"The desert? Grandpa, why did you go to the desert? ”

"Go to the desert to do something, the desert tarantula has been a little rampant recently, and it has been a third-order demon beast in just a few years, we have to get rid of it as soon as possible, otherwise it will rise to one or two levels, and things will be beyond our control." Xia Lao explained: "Although you are now a third-level cultivator in the foundation building stage, you must also pay attention to diligent cultivation. ”

"Yes, Grandpa." Xia Mingyi nodded seriously, needless to say, he would also cultivate seriously, after all, there was still Song Qingyu here, no matter how he was, he couldn't let Song Qingyu look down on himself.

Early in the morning, Song Qingyu woke up from her sleep, she looked at the time, not surprisingly, at half past six, her biological clock seemed to have been fixed, almost every day between half past six and seven o'clock.

Song Qingyu glanced at her mobile phone, it was already an empty shell battery, and yesterday she was so immersed in luck that she forgot to charge her mobile phone.

She took her mobile phone with her, took the charger by the way, and went to the crew today, so she could only take it to see if the crew could charge it.

As soon as she sat up from her bed, her phone vibrate.

It was Yan Mingjie calling.

"Miss Song, are you up?" Yan Mingjie's tentative voice sounded.

"Hmm." Song Qingyu answered the phone while turning on the faucet, washing his face and brushing his teeth.

"My subordinates just learned that you moved out, and today is the day to return to the crew, where are you now? A subordinate will come and pick you up. ”

"Okay, I'll send you the address later."

"Okay."

Song Qingyu hung up the phone, clicked on the phone, and sent a location over, and after a while, Yan Mingjie arrived outside the door.

Song Qingyu heard the sound of the car stopping outside, packed up his things, and hurriedly went downstairs.

"Miss, tell me when you move out, I'm your assistant now, and I have to be by your side all the time." Yan Mingjie complained slightly, he rushed over early in the morning, and heard that Song Qingyu had moved out, it was in the morning, I didn't know if Song Qingyu got up, I was afraid that Song Qingyu would make a noise, so he hesitated for a long time to make such a call.

"It's me who didn't think it through, I'm sorry, Brother Yan." Song Qingyu was a little sorry, she almost forgot that she had an assistant like this.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingyu apologized to himself directly, Yan Mingjie was a little flustered, and hurriedly said three words.

"Have you had breakfast?" Yan Mingjie diverted the topic and asked.

"Not yet." Song Qingyu yawned, Yan Mingjie saw it in his eyes, thinking that he had disturbed Song Qingyu's good sleep, and suddenly felt a little blamed.

He turned the car around and said, "It's still early, I'll take you to have some breakfast first." ”

"Hmm." Song Qingyu nodded, eating breakfast has almost become her habit, she has been patronizing and reading books in the past few days, and she has not had time to eat lunch, but she is an immortal cultivator, but she has not yet reached the valley period, and she usually has to eat a little grain.