Unconsciously, it was almost afternoon, Su Xingzhi touched his belly, and his little belly had already made a protest sound.

Drill out of the simulated warehouse, this time he didn't have as serious side effects as last time, mainly because he was beaten too the previous two times, although this time it can't be said that he was not beaten, but it is still okay to say that he has been beaten back and forth.

Just now, Su Xingzhi was lucky to get the victory.

Coming to the cafeteria, Su Xingzhi walked up to the second floor, ordered a potato set meal worth 8 spirit stones, and waited quietly for the food to be served.

It's just that this time he didn't see Ning Shuyan working here to earn credits.

But also, after all, it has now exceeded the usual meal, and Ning Shuyan only has an hour and a half of working time at noon, so it is normal not to see it.

The cafeteria was deserted, with only students sitting in their seats quietly eating the food on their plates.

The second floor was even more empty, and only Su Xingzhi was alone.

After all, not everyone has the wealth to afford these spirit stone meals.

After eating enough, because there was nothing to do, Su Xingzhi temporarily decided to touch the fish today and go home.

"We ordinary people, I'm so happy today." Humming a little song, Su Xingzhi's heart was full of joy, after all, after being beaten for so long, he could finally feel the pleasure of beating others.

Although it is not a day off, there is a lot of traffic on the streets today, and all kinds of luxury cars are coming out, and Su Xingzhi has seen dozens or hundreds of luxury cars after walking for a while.

"Is this a kiss? It's not like that. ”

The luxury car is tied with white flowers, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a team to pick up relatives, just in the past, these cars are more than the luxury cars that Su Xingzhi saw at Ning Shuyan's birthday party before.

Everyone is curious, and Su Xingzhi is no exception, and before he knew it, his route was also crooked, and he followed the convoy.

Although the speed of the car is very fast, Su Xingzhi's speed is not bad at all, after all, he is also a foundation building period monk now, except for the flying of the imperial sword, he can do anything.

The convoy traveled a very long distance, and Su Xingzhi didn't know what kind of wind he was pumping, so he actually followed the convoy for so long, and didn't stop until he was about to reach the suburbs.

At the gate of a manor, there are a number of luxury cars parked, the door of the manor has now been demolished, and a white flower is tied to the front of each car, and after a while, a few people from these cars walked down, holding white flowers and placing them next to the door of the manor.

"Song Qingshan! What the hell are you going to do today! ”

A sharp voice sounded from the door of the manor, and Su Xingzhi was slightly stunned when he heard this voice, isn't the owner of this voice Song Jiangting.

Didn't Song Jiangting go back to Xuantianmen? How did it end up here?

"Tsk, my good niece, are you going to betray the Song family, you don't even recognize me, the second uncle."

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man holding a feather fan, his eyes were slightly sunken, even if it was the first time he saw this person, Su Xingzhi could feel the ruthlessness in his bones.

"You!" Song Jiangting's eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire.

"Tsk, thanks to the second uncle, I was kind enough to come and see the situation of my other good niece Jiang Ya, but I didn't expect you to turn me away like this, which really made the second uncle so sad." The corners of Song Qingshan's mouth showed a little schadenfreude, and his pale face was even more gloomy.

"See? Let hundreds of luxury cars carry white flowers to look like this? Song Jiangya was just poisoned, not dead yet! Song Jiangting gritted her teeth and stared at Song Qingshan.

She made a few moves, but she was restrained by her, she knew that even if she made a move, she couldn't change anything, Song Qingshan was a Jindan monk, and although Song Jiangya was a half-step Jindan's strength, there was still a slight gap from Jindan.

Not to mention the fact that the disparity in strength is too great, the number of people on Song Qingshan's side alone is far from what she can deal with.

"Hehehe, that's not the same." Seeing that Song Jiangting was about to hold back, Song Qingshan also turned around, got up and walked into the luxury car, and said: "Since that's the case, then I won't bother, you can take these flowers, I think you will use them, hahahaha!" ”

After saying that, the luxury cars left the manor one after another.

All the white flowers on the car were unloaded at the gate of the manor, and with the broken gate, it was full of miserable appearance.

Song Jiangting bit her lower lip tightly, tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably, she was unwilling in her heart, but she didn't dare to vent with anyone.

Su Xingzhi watched from the sidelines, he didn't bother, but fell into deep thought.

He once had a relationship with Song Jiangya, that is, when he was on the sacrificial platform outside the Heavenly Demon Tower, he helped the Song family monks of the immortal underworld.

Su Xingzhi only remembered that she had a fight with Zhou Qiyue, and since then, Su Xingzhi has never seen her since entering the Heavenly Demon Tower.

And just now Song Qingshan mentioned poisoning, could it be that Song Jiangya was poisoned?

With doubts, Su Xingzhi hid his figure and followed Song Jiangting, who was a little unrelenting, into the manor.

The manor is large, but unusually empty, the original rockery has long been covered with moss, the pond has long since dried up, and the land is now deserted, and you can see a lot of dry herbs on it.

Although Su Xingzhi didn't study much plants and didn't know much about some herbs, a cursory glance showed that among the dried herbs, nearly half of the plants were elixirs, and the remaining half of the plants were elixirs that he had never seen.

Don't ask why there are no weeds, for him, the weeds placed with the elixir can also be regarded as an elixir.

The value of this piece of land alone, Su Xingzhi roughly estimated that there were about a thousand spirit stones.

And this thousand spirit stones rotted in the ground like this, which made Su Xingzhi feel distressed, don't give it to me!

Not only this land, but even the man-made creek on the side has refreshed Su Xingzhi's three views.

Other people's rivers are raising a little fish, shrimp or something, raising some small king eight scallops and the like.

Now this man-made creek has dried up, but it does not affect Su Xingzhi in the slightest to feel the spiritual power fluctuations from inside.

This creek, which seems to have nothing extraordinary, actually raised no less than 20 fish with spiritual powers, and these fish dried up on the ground because the creek dried up, and turned into one small dried fish after another.

The spiritual power that Su Xingzhi felt was transmitted from these small dried fish.

When he really came to this kind of place, Su Xingzhi could understand how rich people would be, and the sum of these things he saw alone was almost thousands of spirit stones.

Su Xingzhi's whole body together is not as high as these herbs that died in the ground and these goldfish with spiritual power.