Chapter 18: Take Song Yizhi

"Song Yizhi, you go to the main hall with me in the afternoon." Rong Yueyuan spoke softly.

If he went alone, the chair might be lifted by his own sword before he could sit in the hot hall.

Song Yizhi decisively shook his head and refused, "I don't want it, I want to make up for sleep!" ”

She hadn't slept in days, and the spirit plants in the bracelet hadn't been transplanted yet.

That kind of occasion...... Tsk, dogs are disgusted, let alone her!

Whoever loves to go, she won't go anyway!

Rong Yueyuan, who was rejected, was neither annoyed nor anxious, it seemed that Song Yizhi's refusal seemed to be expected by him.

He got up and walked towards Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi looked up, and when he was about to firmly refuse, he saw Rong Yueyuan holding an eight-leaf clover with soil in his hand and shaking it in front of his eyes.

Looking at the missing two leaf clovers, Song Yizhi's eyes lit up, and he reached out to reach out.

Looking at Song Yizhi, whose eyes moved with the eight-leaf clover and reached for the eight-leaf clover, Rong Yueyuan had a smile in his eyes.

Song Yizhi, this little girl, doesn't have half a mind, she understands very well, as long as she farms the land and gives her spiritual plants, she will be very good at talking.

Looking at the cute little girl, Rong Yueyuan had some funny thoughts, he always deliberately removed the eight-leaf clover when Song Yizhi was about to catch it, so that the little girl could catch it.

Song Yizhi, who was teased, glared at Rong Yueyuan angrily.

Rong Yueyuan didn't speak, he lowered his eyes and looked at Song Yizhi quietly.

"Oh, you're so annoying, Rong Yueyuan, I'll go, I'll go! Can't I go? Song Yizhi said angrily, "Rong Yueyuan, give me the eight-leaf clover!" ”

Rong Yueyuan handed the eight-leaf clover to Song Yizhi.

Looking at Rong Yueyuan, who was called by his name and was not angry at all, Feng Yi'an lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

In the whole world, there may be only Zhizhi who dares to cross the catastrophe in half a step... It's not too big, it's not too small, is it?

Song Yizhi was holding the eight-leaf clover like a treasure, and she snorted lightly as if she had caught Rong Yueyuan's little tail, "This is the spirit plant of the secret realm, Fifth Elder, you are favoritism!" ”

Rong Yueyuan spoke unhurriedly, "The secret realm belongs to Kyaukyue Peak, I am the peak master of Kyaukyue Peak, and I am not favoritism to take my own things." ”

In this way, do those spirit plants that have not been found in the secret realm have a chance for Rong Yueyuan to take them out?

Song Yizhi's eyes lit up, and she looked at Rong Yueyuan with her sparkling gaze.

It doesn't matter if he is favoritism or not, if he can get the spirit plant!

Rong Yueyuan didn't see it.

Song Yizhi snorted.

Feng Yi'an looked at the eight-leaf clover that went around and fell into Song Yizhi's hand, lowered his eyes and smiled without saying a word.

"Five Elders." Song Yizhi reached out and pulled Rong Yueyuan's sleeve, regardless of whether the dirt on his hands was on the hem of his plain clothes.

Rong Yueyuan lowered her eyes, looked at the little girl with sparkling eyes, and knew that she was asking for someone, "What's wrong?" ”

"Can I dig a pool?" Song Yizhi raised his head and looked at the man in front of him expectantly.

Rong Yueyuan nodded.

"Thank you, Fifth Elder!" Song Yizhi stood up, the smile on his face was happy and bright.

Rong Yueyuan was affected by such a smile, and the smile on his face deepened a little.

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was about to dig a pool, Feng Yi'an said gently, "You plant those spirit plants first, and I'll dig the pool for you." ”

Song Yizhi thought about it and pointed out the place where the pool was dug to Feng Yi'an.

Feng Yi'an rolled up his sleeves and took a hoe to dig a pool.

Rong Yueyuan looked at Feng Yi'an, who turned his head and went to dig the pool, and fell into silence.

Why did even the demon master start digging the ground?

After planting the spirit plant, Song Yizhi went to cook.

After eating, Feng Yi'an dug a pool and said goodbye.

After Feng Yi'an left, Song Yizhi put half of the fish in the pool, and looked at the white jade fish swimming around in the pool, and the whole person looked happier.

Rong Yueyuan opened her mouth to remind Song Yizhi to change her clothes and makeup, and then saw that her good mood came to an abrupt end.

Basilica.

Song Yizhi stood behind Rong Yueyuan.

She changed into a sky-blue silver-threaded white camellia wide-sleeved long skirt, with an extra step shake and hairpin in her sideburns, and the hanging broken jade tassels lined her face more and more white and moist.

Compared with her simple appearance before, she is now indescribably noble and bright, like a dusty pearl that has been wiped off the dust on it.

With such a Song Yizhi, it is no wonder that he would take away the name of the first beauty of the Changqiu Sect from the hands of the Great Elder.

When the elders of the Wanmo Sect and the elders of the Hehuan Sect came in with a few disciples, they saw that there were only Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi in the main hall.

"Five Elders."

The two elders greeted Rong Yueyuan.

Although Rong Yueyuan is young, his cultivation is high, and his status is not low, a promising half-step tribulation, they dare not despise it.

Rong Yueyuan stood up and bowed slightly, and replied in a warm voice, "Elder Mo, Elder Qingya." ”

After a simple greeting, Rong Yueyuan asked the elders of the two sects to sit down.

"I heard that the Changqiu Sect has received a group of disciples from the Demon Realm." Elder Mo was the first to get straight to the point.

Rong Yueyuan bowed slightly, but he had no intention of speaking, or that he didn't want to deal with these two elders.

Seeing Rong Yueyuan like this, Elder Mo seemed to have eaten a soft nail.

Looking at the cold scene, Song Yizhi suddenly understood why his mother had to let her come.

"Elder Mo." Song Yizhi raised his hand, with a decent smile on his face, neither humble nor arrogant, "The fifth elder is not good at words, and if the two elders Haihan, Elder Mo and Elder Qingya have anything to say, the disciple will answer the five elders of the Yue Dynasty." ”

Let a disciple speak, Elder Mo and Elder Qingya will definitely feel that the Changqiu Sect has underestimated them.

"You are?" Elder Qingya's beautiful face was slightly cold, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Song Yizhi bowed slightly to Elder Qingya and said, "I'm Song Yizhi. ”

Song Yizhi?

The daughter of the Great Elder of the Changqiu Sect? That famous rotten wood?

Elder Qingya glanced at Song Yizhi, whose face was too good, and saw that she was polite and well-behaved, and the displeasure on her face lightened a little.

If the daughter of the Great Elder spoke, it was not impossible for the Fifth Elder to speak.

After all, the five elders are well-known for their indifference and lack of words, and they don't want to talk about the topic to death without three sentences.

"The Changqiu Sect has indeed received a group of demon realm disciples." Song Yizhi opened her mouth with a smile, and after she finished speaking, she had less smile on her face, and sighed slightly, "The two elders also know that the Changqiu Sect is strict in accepting disciples, and the exercises are not passed on, so this matter ...... It's hard to put into words! ”

The two elders nodded.

"That's true." Elder Qingya echoed, "This happened suddenly, and after my sect found out, the sect master was worried about the Changqiu Sect for a long time. ”

"It's the same with my sect, it's because the sect master asked me to come over overnight." Elder Mo spoke, "We only know a thing or two about this, and in general, we don't know much about it. ”

I know it clearly, but I still have to pretend that I don't know, really......

Looking at the two elders who were about to turn a few corners when they spoke, Rong Yueyuan deeply felt that he was not suitable for such a scene.

"Whew." Song Yizhi couldn't help but sigh, "Don't say that the two sects are worried, my sect is all worried now, and the five elders have all delayed their cultivation because of this." ”

Rong Yueyuan looked at Song Yizhi, who blurted out the fake words, and was slightly silent.