That's it?

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, hurriedly saluted, solemnly took the scroll, and opened it under the woman's encouraging gaze. I saw a few words in the volume, and there were no ornate words to praise, the only special thing was that these words were surrounded by a golden light, and when the book was opened, it floated into the air and wandered around the words.

It turns out that this "handwritten letter by the head" not only has a signature, but also contains a spiritual rune in it, which looks like a golden dragon in the sky, and it is very good-looking.

Putting away the scroll, Song Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, although he didn't attach importance to his rank in the courtyard, and even suspected that there was some other purpose hidden in it, but the promotion of the rank itself still gave birth to a slight joy in his heart, which should be regarded as a reward for the loneliness and coldness of the original "Song Yi" in the past five years, and a return for the hard work of the little senior brother in the past five years.

...... I wonder what the little brother is doing at this moment?

How would he react if he knew that I had been promoted to a first-class disciple in the lower court?

Thinking of this, Song Yi lost his mind slightly, and sighed quietly in his heart.

After the proclamation was handed over, the woman chatted with him again, inviting him to come to her door to exchange ideas when he had time. Song Yi was overjoyed, thanked him repeatedly, and then said goodbye, and was still led downstairs by the young man in Tsing Yi.

"Everything is going well, Senior Brother Song, the time is just right, forgive me for not being able to accompany you. ”

Standing downstairs, the young man in Tsing Yi said goodbye to him, and his eyes glanced out of the door from time to time.

"I'm sorry, I've delayed my junior brother today. Seeing his appearance of being ready to run away at any time, Song Yi's curiosity was provoked again, and he couldn't help but ask: "I don't know what the initates are talking about......, I don't know what it is?"

"Senior brother doesn't know?" the young man in Tsing Yi looked surprised: "This is the big news that spread all over the world two days ago, and everyone in the door is waiting for today, to be precise, just wait for dusk today......"

"What?"

Song Yi really didn't know that he had been immersed in penance almost every moment these days, ignoring what was going on outside the window, and he hadn't paid attention to the news inside the door at all.

"It's a big deal, brother. The chief disciple of our Yuequan Sect, Senior Brother Mo Qingning, is out of the customs today!"

...... What the?!

Song Yi's eyes widened and he felt his heart go into arrest.

Mo Qingning...... Out of customs?

Mo Qingning he, don't you continue to retreat on the peak?!

Song Yi remembered very well that when he met Mo Qingning at the peak of Yingyue Spring, he was indeed in retreat, although this person was in retreat, his eyes and ears were not closed, and he was always in retreat, so it was inconvenient to move around openly.

These days, when Song Yi practiced until it was dark and exhausted, a fluke thought would occasionally pop up in his mind - maybe Mo Qingning was talking about fun, even if he really couldn't fully comprehend the Liuquan Heart Secret within fifteen days, he should not interrupt the retreat for this, kill his own courtyard from the peak, and enter the life after the blade.

However, Mo Qingning was out of the customs today.

Song Yi set this explosive sentence on the spot, he was not naïve enough to think that Mo Qingning's original arrangement was to "justly" end the retreat today, there are not so many coincidences in this world, and choosing to go out today shows that he completely remembers the 15-day appointment with himself, and treats it as a serious matter.

The fifteen-day deadline will expire at midnight today, and Song Yi has not yet been able to break through the last layer of the Liuquan Heart Technique......

Mo Qingning was ready to accept his own achievements and then kill himself.

"How about it, senior brother, it's a good thing, look at you are stunned with joy. Senior Brother Qingning is stronger than others in everything, and there is no disobedience from top to bottom. He has been in retreat for three years, and everyone misses him so much, especially in ......"

As he spoke, the young man in Tsing Yi glanced inadvertently at a certain place, and suddenly his face changed, and the unfinished words disappeared from his lips.

Seeing that his expression changed greatly, Song Yi just wanted to ask what was wrong, but there was a sudden coldness on the back of his neck, as if a steel needle had pierced into his body, making him stiff and unable to move.

Someone!

Someone is staring at him from behind!

The steel-pinned, hostile gaze......

What people?!

As soon as Song Yi gritted his teeth, the true qi in his body moved, and even the dormant demonic breath became noisy, roaring among the hundreds of limbs, and the formless and qualitative sense of imprisonment was immediately shattered into tens of thousands of pieces!

As soon as he turned around, Song Yi saw the main courtyard of the lower courtyard behind him, the building was seven high, surrounded by corridors, and there were people standing on almost every floor of the corridor, some people were talking to the people around them, some people were running down with friends, and some people were walking in unhurriedly. In the midst of the coming-and-going and flowing crowds, Song Yi stared at the figure standing in the corridor on the second floor.

There was a woman standing there.

She stood on the corridor in front of her, facing the two people downstairs, her eyes firmly locked on Song Yi.

Song Yi frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at her carefully. This woman is about twenty years old, her posture is straight, her figure is graceful, her plain white dress is covered with a layer of graceful light yarn, and under the sunset, the light purple gauze curtain glows with a subtle blue light, and even the plain white clothes are plated with a layer of gold, like a smoke cage cold water, swaying in the wind. Her hands were empty, and she didn't have a sword on her body, but she looked ten times stronger than the other disciples who were draped in weapons.

Who?

Song Yi suddenly felt a sense of disgust in her chest, and her eyes moved to her face, only to see that her skin was like snow, her eyebrows were delicate, and she contained a charming attitude, but her red lips were slightly pursed, showing an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty.

Who is she?

"Damn...... When did she come?" The young man in Tsing Yi gasped, lowered his voice, and said in Song Yi's ear: "I didn't expect Senior Sister Ji to be here, fortunately, I didn't say anything bad about her Fengyi Court just now." ”

When Senior Brother Qingning was in charge of the Fengyi Court, he was much better than her.

Senior Sister Ji ......

Fengyi Garden......

It turns out that she is Ji Yushu!

Song Yi suddenly realized, took a deep breath, it turned out to be you...... After a few rounds of fighting openly and secretly, I finally saw my true face today.

It is younger than Song Yi's imagination, colder and glamorous than Song Yi's imagination, and much more dangerous than Song Yi's imagination.

At this time, Ji Yushu upstairs moved, his jade arm was lightly relaxed, he raised his right hand, and showed a smile to Song Yi, as if spring flowers were beginning to bloom, ice and snow were beginning to melt, indescribable beauty, indescribable style, but it was like a layer of ice, and she could never touch her temperature.

Song Yi's heart sank, he turned around suddenly, stared at Ji Yushu firmly, and subconsciously put on a defensive posture.

"Senior brother?"

The young man in Tsing Yi didn't seem to notice this invisible confrontation, looked sideways at Song Yi, and then looked at Ji Yushu upstairs.

Song Yi felt a chill on his body, and there were goosebumps from head to toe, he couldn't describe what it was like, he only subconsciously thought of a documentary about wild beast hunting - the vast field, the withered yellow earth, the dark red sky, the scorched air, the fox hiding among the blades of grass seemed to sense something, vigilantly pricked up his ears, looked around, not far away, the ferocious predator was silent, approaching step by step......

Perhaps, this is the most primitive animal instinct - the instinctive reaction when a deadly crisis is approaching.

Song Yi gritted his teeth and stared at Ji Yushu's every move.

Ji Yushu was leisurely and moved very slowly, maybe she didn't deliberately slow down her movements, but when it was reflected on Song Yi's pupils, everything seemed to be infinitely stretched, becoming a fatal torment every second - every inch of her arm was raised, Song Yi's tension intensified by two points, and cold sweat gradually climbed up her forehead......

Finally, Ji Yushu raised her arm, and the smile on her face deepened, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth slightly, and then raised two fingers and gently wiped them from her neck.

Song Yi's shoulder shook, and he felt the bones in his body "click", and Fang Cai's steel needle-like gaze seemed to be ten times heavier in an instant, turning from a steel needle to a steel knife-

In this electric light and stone fire, a gust of wind swept behind Song Yi, and the cold pressure from Ji Yushu met this warm wind, which turned into powder in an instant and disappeared without a trace!

Song Yi's body shook again, he stood up straight, gasping for breath, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Everything around seemed to come to life again at this moment: the heat of the sunset, the gentle birdsong, the wind chimes under the eaves, the conversation and footsteps of passers-by......

Calming down, Song Yi looked behind him, and saw that a group of people had walked into this wide courtyard, and it was Mo Qingning who was surrounded by it!

...... It's him?

Song Yi remembered that the wind that sent him down to the peak of Yingyue Spring that day was like this.

Did Mo Qingning secretly make a move just now?

He stared at Mo Qingning, but Mo Qingning didn't glance at him, as if he didn't know him at all. Song Yi turned his head again to look at Ji Yushu in the corridor, only to see that she had turned around and walked towards the room upstairs, and in an instant she disappeared in the shadows and was out of sight.

"Senior brother?" the young man in Tsing Yi showed a worried look, Song Yi said that it was okay, and turned his gaze back to Mo Qingning.

The team surrounding Mo Qingning got closer, and just ten steps away from Song Yi, more disciples kept running towards him, like birds greeting the rising sun. Even the young man in Tsing Yi beside Song Yi screamed happily and ran forward.

Mo Qingning stood in the middle of this team, handsome and elegant, with a noble bearing, like a full moon in the zenith. With a gentle smile on his face, he had a very happy conversation with his junior brothers and sisters, and there was no trace of any of his hands, and none of the fellow disciples around him seemed to notice the arrival and dissipation of the gust of wind.

Only Song Yi knew that he had indeed made a move just now, and he had relieved himself from Ji Yushu's oppression.

Song Yi stared at him, pondering the moment in his heart.

If Mo Qingning didn't make a move, would he be able to resist Ji Yushu's suppression?

What kind of exercises did she use to suppress herself?

Why was Mo Qingning able to quietly dissolve her pressure and disappear?

The more Song Yi thought about it, the more he felt chills all over his body, as if he was on the verge of an abyss.

My path of cultivation is still very extensive, and it is even longer......

At this time, the team around Mo Qingning moved again, and it seemed that he heard someone say that he didn't want to delay the senior brother's time, and he still had to go to meet the master. So the disciples reluctantly dispersed, and Mo Qingning said goodbye to everyone and continued to move forward. Just as Mo Qingning was about to walk out of this vast courtyard, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at Song Yi deeply.

This glance was like a basin of ice water pouring straight into the soles of his feet from the beginning, freezing Song Yi's whole person on the spot.

He could pick up the words contained in this glance of retrospect: "Senior brother, how are you prepared?"

Mo Qingning will be here soon.

At this moment, Song Yi felt that he was standing in the middle of the road, Ji Yushu and Mo Qingning were at both ends, there were wolves in front and tigers in the back, both of them were fierce and domineering, and there was no room for turnaround. Song Yi couldn't advance or retreat, and had to move towards the tiger and wolf at the same time, even if he knew that the two were dead ends, he had to step forward and fight hard!