Nanqing didn't speak, just looked at him, of course he didn't believe it, the immortals had done it for many years, and he had really seen the operation of the immortals writing lives to mortals, so what coincidence and fate did mortals believe, the Nanqing immortals didn't believe it, saying that Lin Yan happened to go to the empty room when the Xinyi Immortal Lord was preparing to rebel, and it sounded like Xuanran was farting unreasonable. It's just the mortal world, in the circle of immortals, where can there be such a coincidence.

"Do the Southern Qing Immortals know about Xin Yi's death when he was four or five years old?"

The Nanqing Immortal nodded.

"The power of the Hades is so great that he covers the sky with one hand, if any immortal sect can have a good relationship with him, it will definitely be able to run rampant in the fairy world Kyushu, and the rejuvenation immortal gate has only practiced medicine for generations, even if it is the most powerful immortal master, it is just what kind of fist techniques will be used to protect themselves, the protection of the children of the Hades army is particularly important to us, but who knows, how long his gratitude for the things that once Xin Yi saved his life will last, and now the rejuvenation of the immortal gate can do his own business with peace of mind under the protection of his army children, But if in the future, the Hades King's gratitude to our Rejuvenating Immortal Gate is slowly gone, and we have no Hades King's protection, isn't it that everyone in the fairy world Kyushu can be bullied? The matter of Hades framing Lin Yan, in fact, Kyushu knows it, who doesn't know that those so-called murders are a hoax directed and acted by Hades, he himself actually knows that we know the truth, and acting so many scenes is actually to make the final execution of Lin Yan seem reasonable, not indiscriminately killing innocents. Xin Yi probably thinks that even if he kills the enemy of the Hades, even if he is in the same camp again, the Hades King's protection for us may last longer. ”

Nanqing's whole face was shaking, of course he wasn't sure if the unreliable Songyingzi in front of him was telling the truth or a lie, but just thinking about it, Xin Yi was so sincere to Lin Yan, when he was spurned by Kyushu, he was still willing to make friends with him, and he was so respectful and kind to him along the way to study, and in the end it was just to win his trust, and then go to the Sikong room together in the future and blame him for that crime - such a means of scheming, such endurance, such a good disguise, It is actually something that a young man who is only seventeen years old can have, if what Mr. Song Yingzi said today is true, then it is not too much to kill that Xin Yi.

"Mr. Songyingzi said these things today, but there is no evidence at all, so why should I believe you and not my friends who have been with me all the way?"

Song Yingzi looked into his eyes, and then suddenly smiled: "The Immortal Lord of Nanqing doesn't have to be like this, in order to reject me, he would admit that he and Xin Yi are friends against his will, every word, and the love he said was sincere, as if he really had a good relationship with him." ”

Damn, how can there be a little hiding in front of the green eyes?

"Nanqing Immortal Lord, if you really fancy the evidence and don't believe anything I say, then just now, you won't let me in." Song Yingzi looked at him with a smile, and between the conversations between the two people, Nan Qing would not have anything to hide from Song Yingzi, because under those green eyes, there would be nothing to hide from his prying eyes. Nanqing used to be suspicious of Xin Yi, and he habitually maintained a skeptical posture towards any sudden and mysterious feelings, but Xin Yi's later sincere expressions dispelled this idea from him.

"I know it's useless for me to vouch for my own personality, and the Nanqing Immortal Lord won't believe in my personality at all, but this, the Nanqing Immortal Lord should always believe it, right?" After Song Yingzi finished speaking, he raised a hand, palm up, fingers casually gestured, and then the gas flame in his palm, above the flame, is a book, the cover of the book is printed with the words "Stone Hail Record" - this is the heirloom of the Rejuvenation Immortal Gate, which has always been kept only by the immortal master. Song Yingzi threw the "Stone Hail Record" to Nanqing, and when the book flew towards Nanqing, Nanqing could already sense the aura of the book, and Nanqing cast an immortal trick to push back: "No need." Anyway, he already knew that the book was real, and if he took it, maybe he would cause some trouble in the future, so he would simply return it.

"Stay here in peace and don't get into trouble." After the Nanqing Immortal Lord finished speaking, he turned around, turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared, Song Yingzi stayed in place and pouted, a little confused, and then smiled slightly. Although the immortal lord of Nanmian is a veteran of the storm, his status in Kyushu is also extremely high, but after all, he is a high-minded person, out of a semi-secluded state, he will not ask about the trivial things of the immortal gate, some immortal men usually take advantage of Mo Xianmen, and the immortal lord of Nanmian will not say anything, I feel that there is really no need to dwell on such a trivial matter, over time, everyone is bold, and in some important things, they can also overpower Wang Mo Xianmen, and even dare to openly bully, but Wang Mo Xianmen is different from the past, After experiencing that incident, he changed to an immortal master, strong but not overbearing, stern but not rigid, hoping that Mo Xianmen would return to its former prestige, and no one would dare to violate it at will.

"Qingyun, go and prepare a room for that son, closer to my dormitory, and farther away from Lin Yan's dormitory. Furnished, he's going to live here for a long time. ”

"Yes, huh? Where does the fairy lord go? Qingyun saw that the immortal lord began to turn into a puff of smoke.

"The Empty Room." Before Nan Qing finished speaking, he turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared again, leaving only his echo in the air. Qingyun looked at the smoke helplessly, sighed, and then prepared to clean up a clean hall and give it to the uninvited guest he didn't like very much.

"Huh? Little boy? Let's get to know each other! When Qingyun took Songyingzi to the main hall, Mr. Songyingzi didn't shut up much along the way, and asked Qingyun all the things that Moxianmen could ask, Qingyun replied to him very politely at first, and smiled, and in the end, when Songyingzi asked Qingyun again, Qingyun simply didn't say a word. This son's words are really a bit excessive.

"Little boy, what's your name?"

"Under the clouds." Qingyun saluted him.

"In the lower Songzi, fortunately." Mr. Songyingzi bowed to him.

The dormitory of the immortal lord of the Southern Qing Dynasty is really far away from the main hall of hospitality, and the two of them walked for more than a quarter of an hour, and when they were on the way, they also met Lin Yan, wearing a white martial arts uniform, and at first glance, he had just come back from practicing martial arts, covered in mud, probably General Chenguang and Jing Chang were too heavy, so that this poor young man frequently fell into the mud.

"Senior brother! Brother! Lin Yan was originally standing between Jing Chang and General Chen Guang, and the three of them walked side by side, but when they saw Qingyun coming, they suddenly rushed out, so frightened that Jing Chang next to him stumbled and hiccuped by the way.

"Jingjie...... What's the matter......" Jing Chang glanced at General Chen Guang beside him, and General Chen Guang spread his hand at Jing Chang, indicating that he didn't know anything.

"Lin Yan? You...... Well? What's wrong with you? So much mud! What's going on! It's so heavy again! I look at my body, oops, my neck is all blue here! What's going on with Jingchang and General Chenguang? Qingyun said as he went to pick up Lin Yan's clothes, pulled his collar, and found that there were a lot of bruises on his neck, Lin Yan stood there obediently, without speaking, like an onion, and was ripped by others without resistance.

"Oops! Jingchang, and you, General Chenguang! What's going on! Next time, you can take a light touch, look at the ash on this body, his small body, you are really, oops......" Qingyun began to keep bulging in his mouth.

"It's okay! Brother! Isn't that what practice is all about! It doesn't hurt too much! Lin Yan went up and pinched Qingyun's shoulder, while Jing Chang and General Chenguang stood there very aggrieved, nodding blindly at Senior Brother Qingyun, there was the Southern Qing Immortal Lord in front of them to be strict, and then there was Qingyun, let them be more relaxed, sandwiched in the middle, the entire Wangmo Immortal Sect was the most difficult for them to be.

In order to contain Senior Brother Qingyun's incessant complaints about Jingchang and General Chenguang, Lin Yan simply pulled the two of them away. When they came, they bowed to the Songyingzi, and when they left, they bowed to the Songyingzi. I didn't ask his name the whole time, and Mr. Songyingzi stood there alone, watching the four of them make a mess, and he felt a little indescribable in his heart.

Qingyun looked at the backs of the three of them, until the backs disappeared, then turned around, looked at Mr. Songyingzi, and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he found that Mr. Songyingzi was standing there, holding his hands on his chest, looking at himself with those green eyes, and a strange light flashed in the green eyes, Qingyun was startled by this look, and then shrank back: "Mr. Songyingzi?" What's wrong with you? ”

Song Yingzi didn't speak, just looked at him.

"Qingyun Gongzi, probably because he was born with a habit of giving." Song Yingzi smiled, hooked the corners of one side of his mouth, and his eyes were strange and strange.

"Huh?" Qingyun was shocked by this sudden comment. It's like something suddenly poked at me. He had never seen anyone before, and this aspect alone allowed him to make such an accurate assessment - he was, born like this, liked and used to giving, but seemed to always forget that he had never been given.

Under those green eyes, no one's feelings will be hidden.

"Okay, little boy Qingyun, it's almost time for us to go, I'm a little hungry, is it time for lunch?"

"Yes, yes."

"Do you want Mo Xianmen to have any special products?"

“……”