Song Yizhi was too lazy to look at Lan Qianqian's pretentious appearance.

If it weren't for Feng Yi'an, Lan Qianqian wouldn't be like this, maybe she could still accuse herself of openly fishing and not wanting to make progress during the secret realm trial.

She posed as a little white flower who looked like she was being bullied, and nine times out of ten she made it for Feng Yi'an to see.

On the one hand, Feng Yi'an took pity on her, and on the other hand, Feng Yi'an felt that she was a domineering and bullying lady.

Tut.

Lan Qianqian's methods have not changed at all.

Looking at the little white flower who cautiously asked Song Yizhi, Feng Yi'an smiled and said, "You scared the fish of Zhizhi away." ”

Lan Qianqian, who had never missed, didn't react at once, she was dumbfounded, "Huh? "Yes.

Feng Yi'an's smile did not increase or decrease, and he patiently repeated, "You scared Zhizhi's fish away and did something wrong, should you apologize to Zhizhi?" ”

？！

Song Yizhi tried hard to suppress the horror in his eyes and turned his head to look at Feng Yi'an.

That's not right!

Feng Yi'an, shouldn't you stand on Lan Qianqian's side at this time to accuse yourself of being arrogant?

Lan Qianqian, who had returned home, looked at Feng Yi'an, who was talking for Song Yizhi, and couldn't help but think of Rong Yueyuan.

Rong Yueyuan is quite special to her, and now there is a Feng Yi'an!

Surname! In order to! Branch!

Lan Qianqian's jealousy grew exponentially, she quickly adjusted her state, lowered her head and said cautiously, "Senior Sister Song, I'm sorry." ”

looked at Lan Qianqian, who bowed her head and apologized to herself, even if she knew that she was not sincere, but Song Yizhi wanted to say at this time, cool!

"It's not a big deal." Song Yizhi glanced at Lan Qianqian, and didn't know how to write the word tactful, "Don't be like this, it's obvious that you did something wrong first, and those who don't know think I bullied you." ”

She doesn't understand others, can she still not understand Lan Qianqian?

When she did something wrong, she posed as a victim, and the real victim was speechless when she was wronged.

Lan Xiqian: "......"

Lan Qianqian, who was blocked from the back road, didn't know what mood to put on for a while, so she simply lowered her head and didn't say a word, holding back the anger in her heart.

Catching a glimpse of the fleeting distortion in Lan Qianqian's eyes, Song Yizhi felt comfortable physically and mentally.

Sure enough, she's a bad woman.

Lan Qianqian is not happy, she is very happy!

Seeing Lan Qianqian standing still, Song Yizhi hooked her lips and said, "What? Do you want to come fishing too? ”

"No, no, no." She is the one who has to work hard to follow in the footsteps of the five elders, and she doesn't do this kind of wasteful cultivation!

However, looking at the number of these fish, Song Yizhi should have been fishing since he entered the secret realm.

There is no hemostatic grass around the lake, and Song Yizhi will probably not be able to complete the task if he continues like this!

If the Five Elders knew that Song Yizhi didn't complete the task because he was fishing during the secret realm trial, then the Five Elders would definitely be disappointed in Song Yizhi!

"Senior Sister Song and Senior Brother Feng are fishing slowly, and I will continue to look for hemostatic grass." Lan Xiqian finished speaking and left.

After a while, Song Yizhi suddenly sneered, and with a playful mood, she said to Feng Yi'an, "Feng Yi'an, do you guess she has any hemostatic grass on her?" ”

Lan Qianqian's luck is ridiculously good, others will believe her if they don't find her, Lan Xiqian won't believe it if she doesn't find her!

And her sentence is really a bit of a little bit here, there is no silver three hundred taels.

"Yes." Feng Yi'an opened his mouth firmly.

Song Yizhi was slightly surprised.

It was because of his understanding of Lan Qianqian that he dared to conclude that she had obtained the hemostatic grass, but Feng Yi'an was so sure, what basis did he have?

Feng Yi'an smiled, and his mysterious appearance made Song Yizhi roll his eyes.

Feng Yi'an diverted the topic, he looked at the cheerful white fish jumping in the barrel, "But this fish is very beautiful, I haven't seen it outside." ”

Seeing that Feng Yi'an didn't seem to be lying, Song Yizhi's eyes were surprised, "This is not a rare thing, there is no demon world?" ”

"Hmm......" The smile on Feng Yi'an's face deepened a little, "Is there a possibility, I'm a vegetarian?" ”

！

Song Yizhi's eyes widened, looking at a man who looked like a smiling tiger, no matter how he brainwashed himself, he couldn't believe that he was a vegetarian!

"Are you a liar? You've eaten almost half of that plate of stir-fried pork at noon! Song Yizhi looked at the fish that was scared away by herself, and she looked at Feng Yi'an with a condemning gaze, "Lying will be struck by thunder!" ”

Feng Yi'an looked at Song Yizhi's lively and lively appearance, and said with a smile, "I used to be a vegetarian. ”

"I don't believe it!" The words were said by Song Yizhi without even thinking about it.

"Really." Feng Yi'an said, and then added, "I don't lie to Zhizhi, and I've been digging for a long time." ”

He was a vegetarian purely because he hated the trouble of cooking, and he simply stopped eating vegetarian food after Bigu.

Seriously, he hadn't eaten for a long time.

The sincerity in Feng Yi'an's eyes made Song Yizhi reluctantly believe it.

"This is a white jade fish, the meat is delicate, there is no fishy and delicious, and the most important thing is that there are no spines, and steaming can maintain the original flavor to the greatest extent, but I prefer braised fish." Song Yizhi said.

Feng Yi'an nodded, and then looked at Song Yizhi with a little expectation, "Then can I eat braised fish made by Zhizhi?" ”

"Yes." Song responded with a branch.

Feng Yixin was satisfied, and continued to fish for Song Yizhi.

By the time Song Yizhi moved, it was already evening, and there were only fish fry and a few white jade fish left in the lake.

Feng Yi'an couldn't help but think, fortunately, this girl didn't think about fishing it all.

Several wooden buckets full of white jade fish were received by Song Yizhi into the storage bracelet, and she rested for a while and then started a fire to cook.

After dinner, the two rested in place.

Song Yizhi took out the futon and slept comfortably into the futon.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who had most of his face buried in the quilt, Feng Yi'an sat in front of the fire, his eyes under the orange flame were very soft.

Early the next morning, after Song Yizhi got up, the two left after breakfast.

Song Yizhi carried the bamboo basket on his back and held a small hoe in his hand, stopping and stopping along the way, and the bamboo basket was full after a while.

Feng Yi'an followed behind, and sometimes helped Song Yizhi dig up spiritual plants, and in the end, the bamboo basket had fallen on his back.

Along the way, the two also met other disciples, and when the demon realm disciples met Feng Yi'an, they would offer him hemostatic grass, but they were all refused.

In addition, the two of them also saw the disciples who fought for the hemostatic grass.

In short, the journey was not boring.

The four days of the secret realm are fleeting.

When the time came, the twenty disciples were in front of their eyes, and then they were teleported back to the square.

Before the twenty disciples could react, several disciples who were fighting for the hemostatic grass continued to fight, and the scene was chaotic and noisy.

Rong Yueyuan sat in the chair, noble and gentle, but also a little indescribably indifferent.

With just one glance, Rong Yueyuan locked on to Song Yizhi in the crowd.

Song Yizhi hadn't reacted yet, she was squatting on the ground at this moment, holding a small hoe in her hand and two leaves in her other hand.

Where's my eight-leaf clover!?

I'm that big an eight-leaf clover?!

Feng Yi'an reacted very quickly, he glanced up, and then reached out to pull Song Yizhi up.

Looking at her confused look, Feng Yi'an handed over the bamboo basket and said softly, "The secret realm is over." ”

Song Yizhi snorted, put away the hoe and bamboo basket, and then lowered his head and patted the dust on the hem of his clothes.